Random quick travel: The paranoid male god wants to force love again

The night was dark, and there was silence in Prince Xuan's palace.

Meng Zhuoyan was sleeping peacefully in his room. Suddenly, his body twitched uncontrollably and his expression became painful.

He opened his eyes suddenly, but his pupils were scarlet, glowing strangely in the darkness.

Meng Zhuoyan covered his head with both hands, his face was abnormally distorted, and he groaned in extreme pain.

He got out of bed, but his hands clung to the edge of the bed.

Slowly, his hands loosened and he was forced to walk to the door, open it and go out.

It was obvious that his body was out of control;

Meng Zhuoyan was like a ghost, teleporting quickly in Prince Xuan's Mansion.

Although the night was dark, there were people patrolling the palace of Prince Xuan with lanterns.

The man was very sleepy, squinting his eyes, walking and stopping for a while.

But he didn't notice that there was someone behind him.

The person behind him got closer and closer, reaching out his hand to him.

At this time, the night watchman tried his best to pat his face to wake himself up. He was about to move on, but he was stunned when he saw a figure next to him.

He turned around suddenly, and strangely, he saw nothing.

"It's strange...I'm too sleepy. Are you dazzled?"

He murmured, then turned back to continue patrolling the night.

On the rockery behind him, Jiang Miao was holding down Meng Zhuoyan, who was controlled by the evil spirit and losing his mind, not letting him move.

No blood was seen, and Meng Zhuoyan began to show pain again.

Jiang Miao immediately made a gesture and tapped the center of Meng Zhuoyan's eyebrows with his finger.

Meng Zhuoyan suddenly became quiet and slowly closed his eyes.

Jiang Miao breathed a sigh of relief, but the next moment, a trace of sullenness appeared on his face.

Damn, no wonder he thought something had happened to Meng Zhuoyan before. It turned out that he had a demon pill and had turned into a demon.

It's just that Meng Zhuoyan is an ordinary person, and the owner of the demon pill is murderous. He can't control the demon pill at all, and he is almost swallowed by the demon aura.

If he hadn't noticed a strong evil spirit in Prince Xuan's palace and came out to take a look, Meng Zhuoyan might have killed someone just now.

The most important thing for a demon is the demon elixir, so it is impossible for the demon to give it to Meng Zhuoyan on his own initiative.

Therefore, there is only one possibility, and that is that Meng Zhuoyan took the initiative to put this demon pill on himself.

When he thought of this, Jiang Miao couldn't help but get angry.

After looking at the unconscious man, he kicked him as if to vent his anger and accepted his fate and carried Meng Zhuoyan to his house.

Jiang Miao put him on the bed and put him in a meditating position. He sat opposite Meng Zhuoyan, palm to palm with his, closed his eyes, and began to send his own spiritual energy to Meng Zhuoyan, thereby forcing the demon elixir out of his body.

I don't know how long it took, but Meng Zhuoyan felt unbearably hot all over his body, as if he was being burned by fire.

He opened his heavy eyelids and saw Jiang Miao opposite him, and couldn't help but want to get closer to him.

Meng Zhuoyan took Jiang Miao's hand with his backhand and pulled him into his arms.

The casting of the spell was interrupted, and Jiang Miao was stunned. Before he could open his eyes to see clearly what was going on, the world began to spin, and he was surrounded by scorching heat.

The lips were also firmly blocked by something warm.

When Jiang Miao saw clearly what was going on, his eyes widened. He raised his hand and was about to touch Meng Zhuoyan's eyebrows, but was held tightly, unable to move at all.

Grass!Meng Zhuoyan's strength was ridiculously great with the demon pill.

With his hands held down, Jiang Miao could only think of a way to kick Meng Zhuoyan with his feet.

Unexpectedly, he was directly carried on the other party's shoulders.

There are fewer and fewer pieces of clothing on my body.

Jiang Miao panicked and struggled desperately.

Suddenly, pain hit him and his whole body froze.

What followed was a vague feeling of familiarity.

That is the resonance from the soul.

Jiang Miao was slightly startled. Looking at the man in front of him who was out of control, he slowly loosened his grip on the quilt and stopped resisting.