The villain has a special auxiliary way [Quick Transmigration]

Yan Zixi is a cautious person, no matter what the time is, he can always remain rational, not to mention that he only feels pain now, not comfortable at all.

Xiao Chenyan's movements fell into his eyes, Yan Zixi was flustered and frightened, the exercises in his body went wrong for a moment, and all his spiritual power went into Xiao Chenyan's body.

It's terrible, I met a ghost today after walking too much at night!

Yan Zixi quickly calmed down, his huge desire to survive made him react extremely quickly, he slapped his backhand on his shoulder with his left wrist to stop the damage, and severed the connection between the two of them.He swallowed a mouthful of blood, and left Xiao Chenyan's body with injuries all over his body. He only had time to put on his own robe before falling to the other side of the bed.

When Xiao Chenyan opened his eyes, he found that he was not naked, and the high-spirited state reminded Xiao Chenyan what happened just now.

His face was extremely ugly, and he was that shameless person again.

Xiao Chenyan grabbed the quilt to cover up his indecent state first, and saw Yan Zixi who was lying on the other side of the bed.

Xiao Chenyan's eyes were fixed. Why is the junior nephew on his bed at this moment? Speaking of which, when he lost Yuanyang that day, the junior nephew was also nearby.Is it a coincidence once, or a coincidence twice?He said coldly, "Martial Nephew, what are you doing here?"

Yan Zixi buried his face in the quilt and did not speak. Xiao Chenyan felt that what he expected was right, and he clenched his hands tightly: "Nephew, why don't you explain? I have encountered this once or twice, and my nephew is nearby , this time directly on my bed."

Yan Zixi's skin covered by his clothes was still red, and his eyes were also wet, which was completely ironclad.It stands to reason that he should admit it obediently and ask his uncle for forgiveness.

But he didn't.As long as Xiao Chenyan didn't capture him alive, Yan Zixi would never admit to death. Would his upright and cold uncle come to take off his clothes to find evidence?

Yan Zixi's voice didn't fade away~ the slight hoarseness of lust, it was clear and provocative: "Uncle, are you doubting nephew again?"

Xiao Chenyan blushed when he heard the voice, but he didn't know the origin of the voice, and he was still waiting for the explanation from his nephew.

His little nephew, flushed and weak, said very aggrieved: "Uncle Shi just brought his nephew in, when a man came in from outside, he knocked out Uncle, and wanted to do something wrong to you, Master. How can my nephew helplessly watch my uncle being humiliated and fighting with him desperately."

When he said this, because he had moved too much just now, he was exhausted and tired, so he took a break and continued: "My nephew was originally injured, how could it be that opponent, he slapped him on the shoulder, did not Without the ability to resist, he took the opportunity to confront you, uncle..."

What Yan Zixi said was so true that Xiao Chenyan couldn't find a single flaw.

Xiao Chenyan always felt weird and was still hesitating, Yan Zixi hit the iron while it was hot: "If the uncle still doesn't believe it, let's check on the nephew. The nephew Yuanyang is still there, and the uncle will never have any doubts." Thank you Dragon Clan In order to avoid the questioning of Zhenjun Bufeng later, he forged the body of Yuanyang long ago.

When Yan Zixi mentioned this matter, Xiao Chenyan would not really investigate him, he felt a little guilty, and apologized to someone for the first time in his life: "Martial nephew, I'm sorry... It's my uncle who is too confused."

Yan Zixi said brazenly: "It's nothing, the uncle just asked a few questions, and it didn't tarnish the innocence of the nephew, it's nothing."

Xiao Chenyan felt that he was going too far. Seeing that Yan Zixi was still lying on his stomach, looking extremely vulnerable, he was so distressed that he didn't even care about his own anger: "Nephew, get up first, I'll take medicine to heal your injuries."

Yan Zixi didn't dare to get up, he didn't have any clothes on, and it would be over if he got up together: "Uncle, I know the injury of my nephew, I can exercise my energy and adjust my breath by myself, can my uncle go out and help me protect the Dharma?"

Hmm... Xiao Chenyan helped him protect the Dharma, and he could quickly absorb the Buddha bone relic.

So far, Yan Zixi has bullied Xiao Chenyan by relying on force and domineering personality, unlike in front of Gu Chen, who can turn a few corners and kill people without blood.

Therefore, Xiao Chenyan was completely unaware of this little nephew's habit of eating people without spitting out his bones. He was sold, and he secretly helped count the money with gratitude, and put on his clothes discreetly to go out to protect the Dharma.At the end, he asked, "What does that lowly man look like?" He must kill that bastard.

Yan Zixi calmly said: "He is wrapped in a black robe, he can't see his face clearly, he can only see that he is slightly fat and short, judging from his palms, his cultivation level is higher than that of his nephew, and his palm style is fierce. , and there are thick calluses on his hands that have been practiced all the year round, so he should be a monk who specializes in manual kung fu."

He spoke in too much detail, from body shape to exercises, and brought a trace of memory just right, Xiao Chenyan had no doubt that he was there, so he secretly wrote down these characteristics before going out.

As soon as Xiao Chenyan went out, Yan Zixi heaved a sigh of relief, feeling a sense of excitement in his heart, and absorbed the Buddha bone relic seriously.

The days of recuperation are gradually passing, logically speaking, after this incident, Yan Zixi should learn a lesson and be a man with his tail clamped.But Meng Lang was unscrupulous in his actions.

Yan Zixi couldn't wait to regain his full strength. He once caught a glimpse of Zhenjun Bufeng practicing swords in his memory, and that was a real swordsman.His strength is terrifying, and he has almost no weaknesses.

Yanzi Xi Tie is determined to kill him, and now he must seize all the time to improve his strength.The strength of Daoxiu is obtained through fighting in bloody fires again and again, so it is especially important to maintain the peak state.

He pretended to be good for a few days, and when Xiao Chenyan was not on guard all the time, he stunned him with a knife, dragged him into the room, and took off his clothes boldly and carefully.

Once Xiao Chenyan woke up suddenly, Yan Zixi cautiously went to buy some incense, lit it in the house, he took the antidote first, and Xiao Chenyan, who was fainted, kept inhaling incense.

Yan Zixi felt that it was absolutely safe now, he was really afraid of the pain, and also afraid that Xiao Chenyan would go on like before, so he tried his best to help with jerky hands, until his hands were sore and limp, then he bit his lips and endured the severe pain.

He didn't dare to go too far, he breathed shallowly and slowly, his breath was slightly heavy, his face was blushing, and he tried his best to absorb the spiritual power in Xiao Chenyan's body.

Yan Zixi's plan was originally flawless, he only miscalculated two points, one, Xiao Chenyan has a small amount of spiritual power in his body, although Yan Zixi thought that he was at the spiritual orifice stage, he deliberately chopped it down, but he did not expect Xiao Chenyan Shen Yan recovered extremely quickly.Second, when Xiao Chenyan traveled, he had many opportunities, and he was not afraid of all kinds of drugs.

Xiao Chenyan regained his consciousness, this time he was vigilant in his heart, and he didn't show it at all on his face. He felt that someone was very close to him, and he was behaving wildly, and a somewhat familiar faint fragrance came.

Xiao Chenyan has always been a rational person. He abandoned all his physical sensations, opened his eyes soberly, and saw that he was upright and well-behaved. He claimed to have the basic bottom line of a monk, and he would never do that kind of nasty thing. The little nephew who did the dirty work and had a big fight with 'Deng Tuzi' was sitting on him with dizzy cheeks.

Thin sweat stained a few strands of hair, her eyes were as clear as a pool of water, and her lips were brightly colored.

This, this doesn't look like a serious nephew!It's clearly... Xiao Chenyan couldn't find words to describe it, so he exchanged sharp eyes with Yan Zixi.

I've been really haunted recently!Yan Zixi was caught and seized his personal stolen goods, his eyes seemed to overflow with panic, he couldn't even cheat, what could he say?Uncle Master, that lowly person forced me. I was really innocent and forced.

Xiao Chenyan is cold, not stupid, if he believes there is a ghost, Yan Zixi is already in pain, and the kung fu is caught off guard like a wild horse, and he loses his balance and falls to the ground. I sit down firmly.

Yan Zixi's face was completely white as if his whole body had been split open. What's worse, Xiao Chenyan seemed to have grown up again, Yan Zixi felt extremely uncomfortable.All his spiritual power is now going to Xiao Chenyan, and Radu can't pull it back.

Xiao Chenyan is angry now... He tried his best to restrain himself, closed his eyes, and his voice became hoarse: "Presumptuous! Don't go down!"

Yan Zixi bit his lips, his voice changed, it was too soft: "...Uncle, Nephew's spiritual power, give me back..." If he lost his spiritual power and Buddha bone relic, he would not be able to hold back the inner power at all. .

It turned out that the voice came from this way, Xiao Chenyan closed his eyes, and the rest of his senses were infinitely magnified, clearly feeling his bold nephew.His voice, body temperature, cold fragrance... everything slowly gathered in Xiao Chenyan's mind, tangled into a ball, just waiting for the chance to explode.

A line of blood spilled from the corner of Yanzi Xi's lips: "Uncle Master...Give me the spiritual power, I will die if I lose it." Xiao Chenyan's cultivation is much higher than Yan Zixi's, unless Xiao Chenyan voluntarily returns his spiritual power, he Not competitive at all.

Xiao Chenyan clenched his fist, opened his eyes and looked directly at him: "How can I pay you back?"

The water in Yan Zixi's eyes rippled a little: "Uncle Master... Just hug me."

Hug... The evil fire in Xiao Chenyan's mind almost exploded, he restrained himself, and said angrily: "You are already like this, how do you want to hug, it's important to go down and heal the injury." He still hasn't realized why the first Shi Shi thought about healing the wound, not cleaning up the little nephew.

There was a hint of hope in Yan Zixi's eyes: "Nephew's injury, cough cough" and coughed up a trace of blood: "The treatment can't replenish my spiritual power quickly, it is useless at all. Uncle, counting my last meng lang, my spiritual power is full Then you can adjust your breath.”

He is an out-and-out activist, and he was able to talk so much with Xiao Chenyan because he felt guilty.After speaking, he regained his temper, moved directly, and sweat dripped down the ends of his hair onto Xiao Chenyan's hard chest.

With this movement, the evil fire exploded directly.

Without saying a word, Xiao Chenyan supported Yan Zixi's waist, yawing him onto the brocade quilt, sweating passionately with a cold expression on his face.

Yan Zixi couldn't take it anymore, felt the pain was too much, sobbed and said: "Uncle Shi, don't be so serious, don't...so much."

Xiao Chenyan didn't seem to hear it. After a pause, his behavior remained the same. He only stroked his little nephew's hair to comfort him. The long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain. Sweat dripped from Leng Jun's face, but his body was wild and hot.

From pain to comfort, Yan Zixi also had the strength to cry, and the sweet sobbing sound reached Xiao Chenyan's ears, like encouragement and invitation.

It's been too long, and his obsessive incense antidote has passed, and there are still some residual incense that have not been burned out, and Yan Zixi's eyes are gradually lost. Even though Xiao Chenyan has been carefully passing the spiritual power in his body to him, he has no strength. The cries grew fainter.

Xiao Chenyan fell into a strange feeling. While wanting to satisfy the little nephew, he was afraid of aggravating his injury.

In the end, although he was violent and stormy, he was also very gentle.

After the first shower, Yan Zixi was tired from crying, and fell asleep in Xiao Chenyan's arms. The genius uncle touched his eyelashes, knocking off a drop of tear, and then withdrew his hand: "It's not good to be honest, you are addicted to lying!" Cheng Xing, why are you doing this?"