The ex-boyfriends are always in the Shura field

Turning back the time an hour ago, on the other side of the earth, a man in black was standing on a towering giant tree, half-closed his eyes, looking at a monster in front of him.

The hem of his clothes is long enough to make it flutter in the wind, ostentatiously showing off the egret pattern embroidered on the black background, lifelike, as if it will get out of the fabric in the next second, soaring between heaven and earth.

The monster under his feet was intimidated by his aura, and it squatted obediently on the ground, not daring to move—even if there was a crack in space in front of it, it didn't dare to have any intention of leading the man into it. thoughts in it.

Because it knows very well that as long as it makes a move, the man only needs one thought, and it is enough to strangle it on the spot.

The wind brushed the man's sideburns, revealing his complete face. It looked as cold as the moon in the sky, and as frozen as three feet of ice. It was Donghuan.

Unlike Qi Nan and the others who are waiting for a rabbit, Dong Huan doesn't know much about Lin Ling's life on Earth—although most of his deeds have been published in gossip magazines, Dong Huan is obviously not the kind of person who will read them. So he has been looking for Lin Ling these days, holding a cold anger-here specifically refers to Cang Ze.

Cultivation techniques in the realm of comprehension have their own unique features. Cang Ze tried to deduce Lin Ling's trace that day, and through the causal line he deduced, he was pulled to this place - a remote mountainous area in China.

Originally, it shouldn't have taken him long, but for some reason, the causal line was obscured by the way of heaven. Cang Ze came here at this time after half deduction and half guesswork, and felt Lin Ling's breath from this monster.

When he wanted to directly kill the monster and extract its soul to interrogate it, the main character appeared and suppressed him.

Dong Huan didn't pay too much attention to the monster, and he was thinking about other things in silence, such as why Lin Ling was involved with this monster, where he is now, and for example——Why There are so many cracks here.

The deity did not feel any aura in these strangely shaped cracks, and there was no abnormality when tested from the divine sense, as if they were here in the first place.

Dong Huan slowly frowned, his thinking was different from Cang Ze's, Cang Ze only thought about the fastest way, and he thought that if he kept this monster, he might learn more about Lin Ling— —Memories can sometimes lie, and no one knows this better than him, so he tried to use a more gentle method to open the mouth of this monster.

An oval elixir slipped out from the cuff of the god. The elixir was smooth and fragrant, obviously not ordinary.

Dong Huan flexed his fingers and flicked the pill into the monster's mouth. Suddenly, light blue smoke rose from the top of the monster's head, forming a sign of the opening of the spiritual aperture of three flowers gathering in the air.

In just half a breath, the smoke above the monster's head was sucked into its body, and when it opened its eyes again, it was no longer in a daze.After enlightening its wisdom, it understood the horror of the man in front of it even more, and knelt on the ground more respectfully and refused to get up.

Dong Huan pondered for a moment, and asked him, "Have you seen this person?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a portrait unfolded behind the man. On it, a young man was lying on the table taking a nap, his eyes were picturesque, matching the peach blossom branches that burst into the window.

This was drawn by Dong Huan in his spare time. Although he had never studied the art of painting carefully, but after all, he had a lot of cultivation, and he added too much emotion, so the painting was very similar, just like a reappearance of a real person.

The monster raised its head tremblingly and stared at the portrait for a long time, then slapped its head: "My lord, I have seen it! That day I went to the town to eat offerings as usual, and I saw him. I smelled a familiar smell on him, so I saw him. Terrified, trying to run away—”

Dong Huan interrupted it: "A familiar smell?"

"Yes, my lord," the monster stretched out a paw and pointed to the crack beside it, "That lord has the smell of this..."

The man followed the location it pointed to and looked at the crack, but after seeing it, Donghuan couldn't take his eyes off it anymore.

It was an extremely thick and wide crack. Dong Huan was sure that it was still pitch black at first, but now it changed without warning. A picture appeared inside, and the people in the picture were still very familiar to Dong Huan—— — Or, that was the boy he was looking for.

Lin Ling.

The scene in the crack is obviously an office, and the most conspicuous thing is the table with a suspended light screen on it, displaying different models for analysis.

The man looked around the table, and saw a chair behind the table. The back of the chair was flattened into a straight line, and two people were entangled with each other on the chair.

To be precise, a young man was lying on a chair with disheveled clothes, while another young man was pressing on his body, kissing his eyebrows: "Is it okay?"

The boy turned his head away as if he didn't hear clearly, his black eyes opened and closed as if they contained the ripples from the falling peach petals in spring, no one would reject him at this time.

The young man turned his face gently but irresistibly, and repeated his question again: "Can you bear it?"

This time Dong Huan saw clearly the young man's face, it was his little apprentice who liked to run away down the mountain.

The man outside the crack suddenly turned his face, and the initial shock in Dong Huan's purple eyes, together with the faint joy when he saw Lin Ling appeared later, all disappeared - the eyes of the gods gradually deepened, and when he saw Lin Ling again When he turned around, his eyes had completely changed to a dark purple that was close to black.

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In Ye Heng's battleship, the captain's room.

Lin Ling didn't notice it at first, not at all.

Ye Heng's emotions had been suppressed for a long time, and it was unavoidable to go too far to vent all of them overnight.

Lin Ling was beaten to death by him, and he didn't have any extra energy to observe the crack, until Ye Heng asked him stubbornly again and again: "Can you still bear it?"

Lin Ling finally couldn't hold it anymore, he gritted his teeth and replied, "Will you stop if I say no?"

The young man stopped moving, and Lin Ling was finally able to breathe for a while—but soon, Ye Heng seemed to have reached a conclusion after thinking about it, and he smiled and said, "No."

Lin Ling rolled his eyes, he wanted to say what are you asking pretentiously, but Ye Heng's actions made him speechless.

With that last moment, they are over.

Ye Heng stroked his hair, wrapped him in his arms, and quietly enjoyed the aftertaste.

Lin Ling was itchy from being touched by him, so he changed his posture, fixed the focus of his sight on the corner behind Ye Heng, and wandered aimlessly - then his whole body became ill.

He saw a pair of eyes appeared in the crack at the corner of the table...!

This horror movie-like scene scared Lin Ling enough, he almost jumped up, but fortunately Ye Heng held him in time so he didn't fall down, Ye Heng asked with some doubts: "What's wrong?"

The eyes in the cracks are not monster eyes, they are obviously human eyes, they are very beautiful purple, Lin Ling thought it was beautiful at first sight, but soon felt a little familiar - he quickly searched in the memory bank I found someone who is enough to check in.

Donghuan...?

This thought caused Lin Ling to turn over in a panic and directly fell off the chair. Ye Heng immediately came down to pick him up, put his coat on him, comforted him, and followed his line of sight——

The young man saw the eyes in the slit, and this was the first time he saw something in the slit—I don't know if he recognized Dong Huan's eyes.But what can be seen is that he is not as nervous as Lin Ling. Instead, he calmly hugged the black-haired boy first, put on his clothes carefully, and coaxed: "There is nothing to be afraid of, don't be afraid."

Lin Ling was quite scared, but it wasn't the kind of fear of unknown creatures that Ye Heng understood, but he was afraid that Dong Huan would come over directly!

The development of things is not quite the same as he thought!

In the blueprint of saving the world, he should be the president first, and then fill in a gap next to Ye Heng, who is relatively easy to find, and then come one by one, don't worry, line up—in short, it won't be like this now It's like a big mess stewing Shura field!

Who can tell him why Dong Huan's eyes appear in the crack?It's fine if there are scary things in the cracks, he can bear the claws of a monster, but Donghuan and Cangze are scarier than monsters to some extent.

Could it be that his master is looking at him through that crack now...?

Lin Ling's question system has no chance to answer, because he got the answer in the next second.

Because that line of sight has disappeared in the space crack.

In the next second, the paper in the office was automatic without wind, as if a certain imposing guest was coming——

Lin Ling is a cultivator, and he has a deeper understanding of spiritual power than Ye Heng, so he can see why those papers are moving: a large amount of spiritual power remaining here is draining at an alarming rate, when everything is absorbed After the end, Donghuan will arrive here.

This is a faster technique than the technique of controlling the sword, but because it consumes too much spiritual power, few people use this method to rush directly.Dong Huan chose this kind of technique, and it was rare to think that he was really angry.

There was no time for Lin Ling to choose whether to rush out the door or through the window. In the next second, a figure appeared in the office, not more than ten seconds after those eyes disappeared.

Dong Huan has come.

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