Cannon fodder love rival of Jackie Chan Aotian

This sentence is inexplicable but seems to be mixed with some subtle meaning, Wu Tang was stunned when he heard it.

"Or is it that Yu Ji doesn't want to be touched by you, and would rather look at you and me? Otherwise, why is he guarding by the side?"

There was resentment in the eyes of Wu Tang's body, and the resentment had been suppressed in his heart for too long, making him an exploding hedgehog, "What were you all thinking at that time? Who did you think I was? Yu Ji looked at me Who did you think I was?"

He didn't know whether the knife stabbed Wen Yanke in front of him or not, but he himself was stabbed bloody.

Wen Yanke was not indifferent when she heard the words, her chest heaved greatly, she calmed down in a moment, her face turned pale, and she whispered in his ear with a deep tone, "Is that why you care about him? Just looking at him is not enough?"

Wu Tang couldn't believe what his body said when he heard it from the side.But when he saw the reaction of the two people, he understood that there was something wrong, and he trembled after realizing it.

A scene worse than the one in the cave came true, he should have realized this long ago, this is the real nightmare.

Wu Tang clenched his fists uncontrollably, the resentment and resentment in his body really spread to the sea of ​​consciousness.

What is he?A plaything for the two of them to enhance the couple's fun?

If you get tired of playing with the plaything, or if you resist too much, you simply kill it with a single blow.

Wen Yanke left in a hurry after saying that.

In the huge secret room, only Wu Tang was left, and he returned to that body.

His heart was surging, anger, fear and pain were intertwined, so that he didn't even realize that he was shaking.

How could there be such a stupid person as him?

When he begged Yu Ji to become a Taoist couple, what was Yu Ji thinking?

On the surface, he looked calm and reserved, but secretly he was laughing at his overreaching, or was he thinking about how to make his life worse than death like he is now?

He couldn't help speculating about Yu Ji with the most malicious thoughts. The original image in his mind of a banished immortal made him fear mixed with hatred.

Wu Tang looked at the radiance of the night pearls around him, the tip of his nose was filled with the smell of Wen Yanke's piercing fragrance mixed with his own, he clenched his teeth, like a drowning person unable to breathe.

Wu Tang hugged herself tightly.

How could this dream be so long?Why hasn't he gone out yet?

So what if he went out, it was just another nightmare.

Wu Tang didn't know how long he waited, maybe a quarter of an hour, or maybe an hour, the secret room finally opened another gap.

The person who came in had broad shoulders and long legs. He was quite different from Wen Yanke's cold and cold blade. He was beautiful and handsome.

The strong aroma in the air was extremely impactful, and immediately washed away the original smell.

Wu Tang shook his head, squinted his eyes against the light and looked over, only to realize that it was Yu Ji.

"Wen Yanke said you wanted to see me?" Yu Ji walked over with a clearer and more peaceful voice.

He sat down on the jade pier next to the jade bed—it was where he sat that night, and it seemed to belong to him alone.

Hearing this familiar voice, Wu Tang's mood that had already calmed down once again set off a turbulent wave. The momentum was so violent that he took control of his body.

"Do you know that I was sincere when I told you that I wanted to be a Taoist couple?" Wu Tang stared deeply at Yu Ji's face that haunted him in his dreams, his dark pupils couldn't cast a glimmer of light.

Yu Ji frowned slightly, and a look of hostility slowly emerged in his eyes.

He said nothing and nodded.

Wu Tang's voice was trembling, and the volume of her voice became uncontrollable and increased: "If you don't like me, just tell me to get out of here..." I won't pester you.

Before Wu Tang finished speaking, her chest was heaving violently.

He stopped talking, and if he continued, he was afraid that he would lose face and either cried and begged Yu Ji not to treat him like this, or broke down and asked Yu Ji why.

He just misjudged and was deceived by someone. In the next period, Ai Ai asked the liar why he lied to him, it would only make him look weaker and more stupid.

What he wants to know, he will try to find out by himself.

Wu Tang forcibly calmed down his mood, and calmed his reddened eye sockets.

"Actually, you don't need to lock me up like this. You all know that I like you. After all, the matter of the secret room was my first thought. As long as you let me go, I will not pursue this matter. In the future, you will You can find me if you need it, and I will not refuse."

Wu Tang propped up her upper body on the bed, and leaned towards Yu Ji, her face was very close to him, her breath was on the bridge of Yu Ji's nose, her dark eyes were fixed on Yu Ji's face, not letting him go The change.

Yu Ji clenched his palms under the wide sleeves into fists, but blinked calmly on his face: "Why?"

"I only have one request, you must be present when that thing is done." Wu Tang tried her best to control her tone, her tone was frivolous, and she stretched out her hand to help him smooth the hair that fell from his forehead.

Yu Ji grabbed Wu Tang's arm that was about to leave, pursed his lips, brows and eyes became even colder: "Are you willing to do this step?"

Wu Tang kept his eyes on Yu Ji's face and nodded.

Yu Ji avoided Wu Tang's gaze, patiently lowered his eyelids, and said softly, "Okay..."

The next moment, before Yu Ji could react, Wu Tang suddenly kissed him on the lips.

He did it on purpose, why he was in the mud, but he always looked at him sinking with a spotless look.

Yu Ji's pupils shrank suddenly, as if the fuse of a firecracker had been ignited.

He stared at Wu Tang's unblinking expression on his face, and when Wu Tang's lips left, he grabbed his arm and pulled it back, grinding his lips as if biting him, with an astonishing momentum But the real falling strength is very light.

Wu Tang was also taken aback, he was intentionally disgusting people, who would have thought that the other party would not be disgusted by him, but instead pushed him to a disadvantage.

Even though the opponent's movements were not strong, they were jerky after all. After such a struggle, Wu Tang's lips were still broken by someone's teeth.

Wu Tang gasped in pain and snorted.

Yu Ji paused for a moment, and finally let go of Wu Tang, but the aura around him became more and more irritable, like some kind of emotion between despair and madness.

Then he tore off the sachet from his waist and threw it on the ground. Because of the force, he even tore a piece of rag off his sleeve.

He looked into Wu Tang's eyes, stepped on the sachet and crushed it carelessly, and the rich fragrance belonging to Yu Ji suddenly became more intense.

Wu Tang didn't expect Yu Ji to make such a move, and frowned slightly in bewilderment.

He sniffed the fragrance in the air, and grabbed Yu Ji's sleeve: "What are you doing?"

However, Yu Ji's expression became more and more cold at this time, and he squeezed the lips that Wu Tang had just kissed, which was covered with a layer of luster and moisture, and he didn't know who it belonged to.

There was also a wound on his lip, and when he pressed it so hard, his thin, light-colored lips turned bloody, and two drops of blood really came out.

But when this lip opens its mouth again, it has a completely different cold tone.

"I'm so sorry to disappoint you."

The rich aroma in the secret room was swept away by a spell he cast.He even took off his outer shirt that was contaminated with this fragrance and threw it on the ground.

The voice was so hoarse that Wu Tang couldn't react for a while.

"I'm not him, do you regret what you said just now, senior brother?" It was Wen Yanke's voice with a low tone, but the face that said this sentence belonged to Yu Ji.

Wen Yanke planned to change into Yu Ji's appearance to coax Wu Tang.Even before coming here, Nan`feng knew that he was likely to hear something that would make him uncomfortable, when Wu Tang's eyes fell on his face, his chest couldn't wait to churn with sadness and jealousy.

But what followed was the secret joy caused by Wu Tang's gaze mixed with infatuation and hatred. The anxiety and joy he got from stealing made him unable to restrain himself.

The stronger the joy, the deeper and more painful the jealousy, but he suppressed himself very well.

But at the moment when Wu Tang kissed him, the fuse of the firecracker in his heart finally ignited, blowing his mind to pieces.

How is he different from Yu Ji?

Even at that time, the senior brother was looking at Yu Ji, why could the senior brother never see him in his eyes?

He stepped on the sachet firmly under his feet, and stretched out his hand to rub the edge of the mask on his face. He pulled half of it off very quickly, but his fair skin was damaged and turned red.

Wu Tang's eyes widened.

Wen Yanke and Yu Ji's bodies were already similar, as long as they changed their masks and scents, under the cover of wide-sleeved clothes, it was indeed difficult to tell them apart.

Wu Tang looked at the other half of Wen Yanke's face, which belonged to Yu Ji, and couldn't help but look twice out of curiosity.

However, his gaze made Wen Yanke's heart churn even more violently, and his hands moved faster, stabbing and tearing off the other half completely.

There was a small cut on his face, and two drops of blood came out and flowed down his cheek.

Wu Tang frowned when he saw this, and being watched by Wen Yanke felt like he was being watched by some evil beast, which made him subconsciously avoid his eyes.

He was afraid that what Wen Yanke had said on purpose when he mistook Wen Yanke for Yu Ji just now, would be used by Wen Yanke as an excuse to further humiliate him.

He lowered his head involuntarily.

Wen Yanke couldn't feel the slightest pain, her heart was filled with despair.

Sure enough, once he showed his face, the senior brother wouldn't even look at him.

When Wu Tang raised his head again, what he saw was the back of Wen Yanke leaving the secret room silently, inexplicably feeling a little lonely.

Wu Tang turned her head away and stopped looking.

Now that Wu Tang could control his body freely, he sealed off his entanglement and resentment towards Wen Yanke and Yu Ji.

The dream was not easy to come by, he had to investigate carefully to find out the reason for his obsession.

However, since Wen Yanke left last time, he never came back for a whole day.

Wu Tang had no memory of him being trapped in the secret room for the past few days. The gold chain tied around his ankle sealed his cultivation and made him unable to mobilize his aura.

Moreover, he has become a demon cultivator at this time, and his original cultivation base is completely different from what he is now. He doesn't know how to use the demon energy in his body.Except for his strong body as a monk, he is not much different from a disabled person at this time.

Fortunately, this was just a dream, and there was still a long time before he was pierced by Wen Yanke's sword, so he would not be in real danger.

He first tried to find the loopholes in the secret room, but found nothing, only the luminous pearls on the wall looked very familiar, as if they were collected in his cave and storage bags.

Wu Tang thought about the material of this night pearl, if he could grind some powder and make a elixir with his unique smelting method, it might be able to explode this secret room.

It's just that he doesn't know how strong this secret room is. If he is not careful, he may hurt himself, but it is a method worth trying.

There was no handy tool in this secret room, Wu Tang could only use his anklet to polish the night pearls on the wall, it was very hard work, but he finally collected some.

Just when Wu Tang was about to grind for half a day, the door of the secret room was opened again.

The person who came in was Yu Ji again, with the same familiar scent, but it was much weaker than last time, just right so as not to choke his nose, and he was gazing at him quietly with his body like jade.

Wu Tang narrowed his eyes, put his hands behind his back, and secretly pressed the luminous pearl powder he ground under his buttocks to hide.

"You came……"

Wu Tang wondered whether the person in front of him was Wen Yanke pretending to deceive him again.But he also felt that even if Wen Yanke played tricks on him, he wouldn't use the same method twice in a row.

Besides, he had an intuition in his heart that the person in front of him was Yu Ji.