The author who likes to torture the protagonist wears a book

I was also a beauty just now, how could my father dislike me?

"Why don't you understand?" Qin Ao urged.

Nie Mo stretched out a finger and touched Lin Feng's chin. His fingertips slowly slid down from his chin and grabbed the edge of the tightly wrapped blanket. With a sudden force, the blanket shattered into countless small pieces and exploded in mid-air.

Debris fell all over the sky, and the scene was even a bit beautiful.

"Fuck! You are fucking ridiculous!" Lin Feng roared angrily, hugging himself tightly with both hands.

Nie Mo smiled and said: "What are you afraid of? I put the barrier, no matter from which angle you look at it, you will be blocked by the fragments of the blanket."

Lin Feng relaxed a little, Nie Mo raised his eyebrows and said, "Of course, except me."

Lin Feng didn't bother to stare at him, he didn't know how many times he had taken a shower, and he didn't care about whether to look at it or not.

Nie Mo pulled Lin Feng up, and the cuff in his hand was driven by spiritual power, slantingly wrapped around Lin Feng's waist, surrounding Lin Feng.

The dancer's dancing cuff stretched out to about ten square meters, and the pink gauze was loosely folded back and forth around Lin Feng's body.

At this time, some clothes are fine, it is better than nothing, and Lin Feng doesn't pay so much attention to it.

Qin Ao frowned. Compared with other guests who hadn't noticed it, he already felt the strong spiritual power attached to these cloths.

He waved the cloth in the air, strode towards the two of them, saw that Lin Feng was covered, released a spiritual pressure, suppressed his anger and asked with a smile: "What are you doing?"

Nie Mo turned around, as if she was really a dancer, and bowed to Qin Ao to salute, "I see this young master is really sleepy, and I want to ask the hall master to give him to me."

"Bold!" Qin Ao snorted coldly, his body full of spiritual energy gathered into a ball, and he rushed straight to Nie Mo.

Nie Mo was charged with spiritual power, and she fell into a chair with Lin Feng, with a trace of blood dripping from the corner of her mouth due to the injury.

Lin Feng was dumbfounded, and whispered: "What are you doing?"

Nie Mo ignored him, and said to Qin Ao, "I beg the master to help me and my son."

Lin Feng poked his waist, but now Nie Mo looked like a woman, and his waist was soft. Lin Feng withdrew his hand as soon as he touched it, "Have you started again? Stop acting, take me out quickly."

Nie Mo raised his hand to wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth, tilted his head and said, "The Hehuan Sect will save it for later use."

Lin Feng: "You still want to cheat me! Didn't you just let the same person cheat me once?"

"There is more than one person in the Hehuan sect." Nie Mo's face was pained, but his voice was smiling.

Lin Feng was shocked, "Is this okay?"

He placed a small barrier around the two of them, and people outside the barrier could not hear what they were saying.

Nie Mo turned around, sat on Lin Feng's lap, caressed Lin Feng's face with bloody hands, and imprinted a blood-red handprint on Lin Feng's face. This scene was very poignant in the eyes of others.

However, what he said was: "For the sake of my father, I even took the transfer pill, what is it?"

Lin Feng raised his face in resistance, trying to push away Nie Mo who was sitting on top of him, but he couldn't push away at all.

It seems that he has never won anyone in strength since he came to Chuanshu...

Looking at this scene, Qin Ao's throat rolled, he took back his spiritual power with his hands, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's not impossible to fulfill you."

Lin Feng raised his head and glanced at Qin Ao, seeing him like that, he guessed Qin Ao's plan, with a look of disgust on his face, he said to Nie Mo: "Stop acting, take me away quickly, this hall master is a pervert! "

As if to verify his words, as soon as he finished speaking, Qin Ao said: "You let him take you on this stage, and I will let you go."

"Bah!" Lin Feng spat, and with Nie Mo's backing, he also became interested in complaining, "What am I talking about, this pervert, I couldn't even write such a pervert when I was writing novels, how could there be such a pervert in the world? There is such a person? Shameless! Shameless!"

Nie Mo was lying in Lin Feng's arms, seemingly caressing Lin Feng's face, but actually covering Lin Feng's mouth, he was afraid that he would laugh.

Nie Mo suppressed his smile, and said to Qin Ao, "Is what the hall master said true?"

Qin Ao breathed slightly, and said with a smile, "I've always kept my word, otherwise you'd ask them." He looked at the other guests in the audience.

The guests nodded one after another, and their voices rose and fell in disorder, vouching for Qin Ao.

Sister Yun, who was holding the railing tightly in the stands on the second floor, finally relaxed, and signaled to the servants below to bring a chair up to the stage, so that Qin Ao could sit and watch nearby.

Hong Gu also came over and leaned against the guardrail, "You also prepared this on purpose? You really understand the hall master's preferences, so you must have satisfied him a lot back then, right?"

Sister Yun paused, then said coldly, "It's none of your business."

Hong Gu smiled and said: "What's the matter? Are you angry? We are all "blessed people". Not only are we valued by the Hall Master, but we also have this cultivation base, so we should be happy. "

On the stage, Qin Ao heard the conversation between Aunt Hong and Sister Yun, and he smiled with satisfaction, confirming that it was Sister Yun's deliberate arrangement, and began to regret that he had hit the dancer too hard just now.

But seeing the blood on the corner of the dancer's mouth and the affectionate look on her eyebrows, he felt that only a little blood was needed to feel it, how poignant and beautiful, it made him excited all over.

Even the guests in the audience felt that today's scene was really good-looking and exciting. It would be even better if the hall master was willing to reward the dancer and the young master to himself after enjoying it.

The people in this house have long been rotten from the root.

Nie Mo put his head against Lin Feng's forehead, and put his hands on Lin Feng's shoulders.

"Hey, you are not real..." Lin Feng resisted.

Nie Mo laughed so that his shoulders trembled slightly, but others only thought he was trembling in fear, "Where's father? Do you want me to come for real?"

The dancer girl has a very beautiful face, but maybe because the two of them are too close to see her face clearly, Lin Feng only feels that it is Mie Mo sitting in his arms, so close to him.

His heart beat inexplicably, and he turned his face away, "Don't be kidding, get up quickly."

However, Nie Mo suddenly raised a hand and placed it on Lin Feng's chest. He felt Lin Feng's heartbeat, and the corners of his mouth slowly opened into a happy arc.

Qin Ao sat down on the chair brought by the servant. At this moment, he tapped on the armrest with one finger, and said impatiently: "I'll count to three, if I don't start, the agreement just now will be void."

"three."

"two."

"one."

As soon as the word was written, Nie Mo took Lin Feng's lower lip in one bite.

Damn, you come for real!Lin Feng glared at Nie Mo angrily, with an imperceptible shyness on his face, pushing Nie Mo desperately with his hands and feet.

Lin Feng himself never thought that he could really push Nie Mo away, but who knew that Nie Mo was pushed straight to the ground by him.

Nie Mo sat paralyzed on the ground and said in a play: "My lord, please be patient for a while..."

Lin Feng couldn't listen anymore, he stepped on Nie Mo's shoulder, his face was flushed, and he said angrily, "Shut up! I'm leaving!"

He stood up and walked down the stage, let him come if the hall master beat him to death, anyway, Nie Mo would not let himself die, instead of being humiliated by them here, it is better to force them to take action.

But what Lin Feng didn't expect was that Nie Mo asked Qin Ao for help, "Can the hall master hold down the young master for me?"

"Yes, of course." Qin Ao swallowed his saliva, walked over and cut Lin Feng's hands behind his back, and bound him to the chair.

Nie Mo stood up from the ground and slowly approached Lin Feng again.

With his hands bound, Lin Feng stared at Nie Mo. At this moment, his despair was even worse than before.

At that time, he didn't know that Nie Mo was here, and there was still a glimmer of hope in his heart, thinking that if Nie Mo came, he would definitely save him.

But now that Nie Mo appeared, not only failed to save him, but persecuted him in a different way.

Lin Feng looked at Nie Mo, his eyes reddened again in a hopeless way.

Nie Mo's lips were so close that there was almost no distance between them and Lin Feng's lips. Lin Feng closed his eyes in despair.

He tried to hypnotize himself, anyway, Nie Mo is a woman now, and he won't lose money if he invests in shares, and he won't lose money if he invests in shares...Damn, Lin Feng, who had lost his mind, suddenly felt that this word was dirty.

Just when Lin Feng was about to enjoy life because he couldn't resist life, he felt something dripping on his forehead.

He opened his eyes suspiciously.

Then he saw Nie Mo's hand resting in Qin Ao's chest, and what dripped on his forehead was Qin Ao's blood.

The guests screamed, but no one dared to come on stage, they fled in all directions and finally escaped from the hall.

Nie Mo withdrew his hand and threw the beating heart in his hand on the ground. After wiping Qin Ao's clothes clean with his bloody hand, he pulled off the storage bag on his waist before pushing it lightly. Qin Ao's corpse.

The tall man, who was still invincible just now, fell to the floor with a "boom", his eyes were still wide open.

Nie Mo bent down and hugged Lin Feng horizontally.

Before leaving, he looked up at Sister Yun on the second floor, smiled and said: "I will kill you for you, Hall Master, and I don't care about his injuries for the time being. You owe me twice."

Sister Yun watched them leave, speechless.

Hong Gu who was standing next to her was dazed for a while, then suddenly laughed wildly, laughing almost maniacally: "Hahaha! Qin Ao is dead! Qin Ao is dead! Zhu Yun, I blamed you, Qin Ao is dead! Haha Haha! Good death! Good death!"

Sister Yun opened her mouth slightly and murmured, "Qin Ao is dead?" After speaking, she and Hong Gu laughed together.

Lin Feng was hugged by Nie Mo, and he didn't react when he came out of the brothel. It wasn't until the exclamation of passers-by that Lin Feng realized that Nie Mo was holding him and walked to the street. He struggled: "You! Let me down first! "

Now Nie Mo is a woman, so in the eyes of others, wouldn't he be a majestic macho who is hugged by a girl and princess?

Lin Feng was about to fight for his face, but when he looked down, he was still wearing the pink cuff of a dancer.

Lin Feng's breath was stagnant, and he quickly thought about it, forget it, he is already like this, and he is being treated like that by Nie Mo, what face does he need.

Resigned to his fate, he buried his head into Nie Mo's arms.

Hmm... a bit soft, Lin Feng thought with his ears flushed, he should have written the main heroine at that time.

After being admired enough by passers-by, Nie Mo took out the magic flying weapon he had snatched from Wu Guangtai, and took Lin Feng away with him.

The two flew around, found an empty corner and stopped, and changed their clothes.

Nie Mo took out a elixir and took it, and soon returned to her original appearance.

Lin Feng glanced at him listlessly, and said without love, "I'm dirty."

Nie Mo tidied up Lin Feng's collar and hair, and said, "I felt the same way when my father arranged for Ye Rong and me to practice the Heavenly Yin Jue."

Lin Feng jumped and said angrily: "But Ye Rong is a beautiful woman like a flower and a jade! What's so dirty about you! Are you still shameless?"

Nie Mo approached Lin Feng and said with a smile, "I was also a beauty just now, even more beautiful than Ye Rong. Doesn't my father also dislike it?"

Lin Feng: "..." At this moment, what he was thinking in his mind was: Damn, why has Nie Mo turned into a man, and he still gets nervous when approaching him.

The author says:

Nie Mo: Fast forward to the point where my father finds himself bent;

Lin Feng: Why!Even if I'm with Nie Mo...he's still a cardboard figure!Being with a paper man is not a bend!How can the matter of the paper man be called a bend!

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