Your Highness always wants to attack me

Chapter 159 The Immortal on the Cloud (42)

"You can't let me get drunk alone..." Mingcen let go of him, leaned on the young man's generous and slightly stiff chest, and smiled softly, "It was you who pulled me back from the ruthless path."

Only when you are not the aloof His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, can I perish with you like this.

That being the case, no one should be sober.

Thick long eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings, Ci Jing seemed a little at a loss, and her thin and big palms grasped her back slightly stiffly.

Lowering his head and looking down, he saw that the person in his arms had red cheeks, a slightly ambiguous aqua color on his lips, and a pair of amber eyes that were rippled, seductive and captivating.

Ci Jing's fingertips paused, and she immediately noticed something unusual about Ming Cen.

My heart, which had been jumping with joy, suddenly cooled down.

The handsome young man looked sideways at the girls who had already stopped after being frightened by the scene before him, with a bit of sullenness on his brows: "What is added to the food here?"

The girls at the scene broke out in a cold sweat from the sight like a sharp knife coming out of their sheath, and their voices trembled: "In, in the tea and wine... I added some small things to cheer up the guests... No, it's not poisonous!"

What is this little thing that adds to the fun, you don't need to think about it.

And Ming Cen drank so much tea before, and even drank wine just now, which is obviously not a small amount.

Ci Jing's face darkened immediately, and he said coldly, "Is there an antidote?"

"No, no..." How could there be an antidote to this kind of thing? ?
Ci mirror: "..."

The temples twitched, and the air pressure around Ci Jing became even lower: "You all get out!"

Hearing this, the person in his arms suddenly said, "...wait a minute."

Mingcen pointed to one of the girls: "Leave your bamboo flute to me."

The girl quickly put the flute on the table, and then quickly left the room with the sisters, as if there was a ghost chasing her behind her.

This time it was really quiet.

Ming Cen narrowed his eyes, brought the bamboo flute over, and pointed at the boy's white chin: "Do you know what it means for girls to play the flute to men in the Phoenix clan?"

Without waiting for his answer, Ming Cen answered directly: "It's a complaint."

On the day when she was an adult, she secretly played the first and only tune in her life in the middle of the night, by the lake where the man's palace could be seen.

Don't even dare to let him know.

So cautious, yet willing.

But now she doesn't want to, it's really too painful to love someone so humblely.

Mingcen smiled and said, "Can you play a song for me?"

She wants him to come.

Ci Jing took the bamboo flute away: "I don't know how to play the flute, but if the master wants to hear it, I can learn it."

Ming Cen raised his eyebrows and asked, "You're not lying to me?"

"Don't lie."

"Okay, I'll wait." Ming Cen suddenly put his arms around the young man's slender neck, and buried his head in the hollow of his neck, "If you dare to tease me, I will never talk to you again."

"Do not lie to you."

Never will.

Ci Jing resisted the gradually aroused Gu Qianhuo in his body, trying to pull off the person wrapped around him.

After they had opened a little distance, Ming Cen cleared her away again. Her hot breath hit the skin of his neck, causing his heart to beat faster.

However, this person still didn't let him go, bit his ear and said with a low smile: "I almost forgot, I still have a secret to tell you."

Ci Jing's protruding Adam's apple rolled: "What secret?"

Ming Cen half-closed his eyes, breathed into his slightly red ears, and said a word slowly.

The boy was so excited that he wanted to tear her off, and his hand froze suddenly, and then, the beautiful red color spread from his neck to the top of his head.

Ci Jing's eyes turned red, and he almost said through gritted teeth: "You are forcing me..."

All the unspoken words were melted by Ming Cen's hasty kiss, the white robe gradually loosened, and the slender porcelain-white hand had already penetrated into the skirt, covering the young man's heart.

Ci Jing closed her eyes, firmly pressed her waist, which was too tight to grasp, and pushed her down.

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When Ming Cen woke up again, he had already returned to the spirit boat.

"Hmm..." Ming Cen couldn't help moaning as the pain came belatedly.

After she stood up and changed her clothes, the chaos of last night flooded into her mind like a tide.

Ming Cen's hands that rubbed between his brows froze all of a sudden.

After a long while, she slowly covered her face with her hands.

omg...

What kind of tiger and wolf words did she say last night? ?

Ju, you actually forced yourself to kiss someone? ?

Ming Cen's face almost started to smoke when he thought of the young man giving him the anti-love potion.

Although both of them didn't take off their clothes, let alone take that step.

But, but...

Ming Cen: "..."

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! !
Just when Ming Cen's heart was still collapsing, someone knocked on the door.

Ming Cen was so frightened that he took several steps back reflexively.

"Xianjun, are you awake?"

It wasn't Ci Jing's voice, it was Su Gu.

Mingcen breathed a sigh of relief, straightened his clothes and said, "Wake up, come in."

Su Gu responded, and then entered the door: "Xianjun, because the conference is about to start, the master went first with the other disciples, and asked the disciples to stay and take care of you. The master said that if Xianjun wakes up, he will go to Xuanzhen Temple .”

Although he made a big mistake, Su Gu still relied on his face which was a bit thicker than the wall where he lived, and tried to please Yue Changli to admit his mistakes, and successfully became her disciple three years ago.

But it's not surprising, Yue Changli looks rigid and serious, but he is actually the most soft-hearted among the five of them.

Moreover, Ming Cen has also experienced how sweet this young man's mouth is.

Ming Cen nodded slightly, and then asked in surprise: "Have we reached Mount Zhou?"

Su Gu responded: "It will arrive this morning."

Ming Cen: "Then... what time is it?"

Su Gu: "Xianjun, it's already noon."

Ming Cen: "..."

Ming Cen couldn't help but blushed, coughed and said, "Let's go, let's go to Xuanzhen Temple."

After finishing speaking, he lifted his feet and walked away quickly.

The largest secret place in the Three Realms of Cultivation—Ri Mountain is near Xuanzhen Temple.

Therefore, whenever the secret area of ​​Mount Day is open to the outside world, all major sects will gather in Xuanzhen Temple.

The leaders of this trip were always Yue Changli and Ming Cen, but Ming Cen came mainly for the top-grade elixir in the secret realm, the Crimson Fennel Spirit Fruit, which could heal his old injuries.

Although Ming Cen's cultivation has returned to Mahayana Dzogchen, it is not very stable, and there are occasional backlashes.

Three years have passed and her cultivation has stagnated.

Although there are reasons for old injuries, more of it is because the demons have not been eliminated.

It's just that the master and the brothers are unwilling to give up, but they have to try every elixir or method that has some usefulness.

The master looked up ancient books and found that the crimson fennel fruit can heal the wounds caused by the frightened sword energy, and this top-grade elixir only comes from the secret place of Rishan Mountain.

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