[Quick Transmigration] Take away the bloody protagonist

Zhou Mao slowly opened his eyes.

He appears to have been moved to another room.The light here is a little brighter.He swayed, realizing that he was once again fixed to the wall in a kneeling position with his hands up.

Some voices came from the side, Zhou Mao turned his head and found Qiao Si beside him, who was also locked on the wall in the same posture.Seeing Zhou Mao wake up, he lightly flapped his eyelashes and said, "You're awake." Then he hesitated to look at Zhou Mao twice, then sighed, looked away, and shook his head helplessly. Shake your head.

Zhou Mao was wondering why Qiao Si had such an expression, but suddenly felt cool between his legs.He looked down and was speechless.No trousers, no middle clothes, Zhou Maokong was wearing Qingshuiguan's indigo Taoist robe. Although the robe was long enough to cover his calves, his bare ankles could still make people see that he was ready for a massage. fact.

Zhou Mao blushed.This Jiang Hai, not only did not help me put on my trousers, but also took off my middle coat.What does he want to do?Thinking about it, Zhou Mao peeked at Qiao Si.Qiao Si seemed embarrassed to look at Zhou Mao again, staring at the corner of the wall in silence.

Zhou Mao cleared his throat, trying to resolve the awkward atmosphere.He was just about to ask Joss what was going on with the current situation, and why the two of them were in the same room, when suddenly a black mist flew over and stayed between them.

Joss turned his face away and stared at the black mist warily.The fog gradually dispersed, and the human figure appeared in it.With silver hair and black robes, and a stern face, he is the unmistakable Demon Lord.

As soon as the demon king appeared, Zhou Mao felt an oppressive aura emerge out of thin air.He forced himself not to look away, and raised his eyes to stare at the Demon Lord.Demon Zun's profile was carved like white jade, smooth and flawless, with a pair of sharp purple pupils, staring at Qiao Si without moving.

"You are the first disciple of Wanjian Mountain?" After a while, the Demon Venerable spoke, his voice was still as cold as ice, "Is it also the one who practiced Wanquan Dharma in the Demon Realm?"

Joss didn't say a word, but just looked at the Demon Lord directly, without any trace of fear in his expression.

Mozun looked at Qiao Si with interest for a while, and suddenly laughed out loud. "That's right." Although the corners of his mouth were upturned, there was no smile in his eyes, "I wrote this perfect method, which is a forbidden magic technique. Except for you, there is no one who can successfully cultivate it. At a certain moment of cultivation, he exploded and died."

Mozun took a few steps forward and raised his hand, José's hair crown fell off, and his black hair fell loose.He flicked his fingers, and a strand of José's hair was cut off by the invisible sharp blade in the air, and fell into the hands of the Demon Lord.He put the hair up to his nose and smelled it, chuckled lightly, then raised his hand and threw the hair to the ground.

"I see that your aptitude is extremely high, and your spiritual veins are deep." Demon Venerable said, "Compared with cultivating Taoism, you are more suitable for cultivating demons. Why don't you come to practice under my hands in the future? Isn't it better than being under that little man? A hundred times?"

Joss remained silent.The Demon Lord was not in a hurry, nor did he try to force him, but just looked at Qiao Si with the expression of discovering a rare treasure.

The two of them remained silent for an unknown amount of time, and Zhou Mao knelt on the ground with his knees bare|naked. At this moment, he felt the ground was cold, and the cold air pierced his bones. His knees were sore, and he couldn't help but move a little.

This movement attracted a little attention from the Demon Venerable.He turned his head and saw Zhou Mao's hands were fixed on the wall, the sleeves of the Taoist robe fell off and straightened his shoulders, revealing the smooth arms of [ready for massage], showing an unclear smile, and then turned his head indifferently.

"As for this little monk," he said nonchalantly, as if he didn't seem to be interested at all, "it's just an ordinary cultivator. It's no different from those foolish immortals. But since General Fang likes it, you can stay. Look at Fang For the sake of the general who has done a lot for me, I will leave a part-time job with you."

Listening to Mozun's words, Zhou Mao thought to himself: Since I am a cultivator, I must be a positive character.Although I really want to be with Jiang Hai all the time, if I just succumbed to Mo Dao's subordinates so easily, wouldn't it be inconsistent with Zhang Ping's image in this article?

Besides, the elder brother is also there.He is the protagonist of this article, and he probably won't be able to cultivate demons so easily.Maybe the next plot is that the two of us disagreed together, the elder brother rose up to resist, and we escaped together?

Thinking of this, Zhou Mao raised his head, made a dignified look, and said: "The demonic way burns, kills, rapes and loots, commits all kinds of crimes, which is contrary to the principles of Taoism I have received, and I swear to the death that I will not succumb to the power of the demonic way."

Mozun sneered a few times, and said: "This little monk is really dull and can't talk." He turned to Qiao Si: "What about you?" He narrowed his eyes, "Although your skill is not as good as your master who has practiced for 300 years, But as long as you practice under my sect for a few days, all the immortals that appear in the world will not be your opponents."

He chuckled lightly and said: "When I appeared in the alliance, you saw the flustered expressions of those immortals. Under my sect, your skill will soar day by day. At that time, let alone a little Helan Jue, Even the Immortal who ascended that day can't do anything to you."

"Don't listen to him." Since you want to be the partner of the righteous protagonist, you have to do it thoroughly, let me persuade the protagonist again.Zhou Mao thought this way and said, "Nine out of ten sentences of the demon cultivator's words are not true. His intention of bringing you to the demon world is not clear. Even if you really help you practice, if you will really have great skills by then , he will definitely not put you by his side safely."

"I know." Joss said with a firm voice.He looked at Moxiu with a calm expression.

"I promise you."

"That's right, as expected...wait?!" Zhou Mao wanted to praise Qiao Si according to the routine, but he didn't expect him to agree to the Demon Lord, and fell into a moment of confusion.

Zhou Mao looked at Qiao Si stupidly, but the Demon Lord looked at Zhou Mao and made a smile, but no one noticed, he immediately returned to his usual look of looking down on all living beings.

"That's right." The Mozun chuckled, looking down at Joss, "You know the times, much better than those immortals." He flicked his fingers, and the iron rings that bound Joss' hands and feet fell off.Seeing Qiao Si standing up slowly, the Demon Lord clapped his hands, and then two young men with green faces and fang masks walked in, each holding Qiao Si's arm respectfully.

"Take him to the bedroom to rest." Mozun ordered.The boy responded and led Qiao Si to leave.

Seeing Qiao Si disappear, Mozun turned around and walked towards Zhou Mao.He leaned down, looked at Zhou Mao carefully, and smiled disdainfully.

"As for you," he said indifferently, "You should serve my General Fang well and let him [massage you] a few more times."

Zhou Mao didn't speak.Although he was a little shocked that Joss gave in so quickly, but after thinking about it for a while, this plot may be Joss pretending to condescend to Moxiu, and finally resisted and ended Moxiu's lair, which is more reasonable.

Besides, being with Jiang Hai fulfilled Zhou Mao's wish.Although the demon cultivator's words were harsh, Jiang Hai was always considerate and would not do anything to him.

Seeing that Zhou Mao was silent, Mozun didn't look nervous, so he glanced at his [ready for massage] arm, ankle and collarbone several times, and then showed a wicked smile.

"General Fang has done a good job in the past few days," he whispered, "I'll give him a small reward to make him happy."

After finishing speaking, he lightly raised his finger, and the golden thread on the black robe was pulled away, turning into a small golden snake, which came out from the demon king's cuff, wrapped around the white jade-like wrist, and faced Zhou Mao. Opened his mouth and spit out Yin Yinhong letter.

Looking at the little snake, Zhou Mao instinctively realized that it was not a good thing, so he could not help but take a few steps back and leaned against the wall.Because his hands and feet were bound, he couldn't escape, but he just watched the snake's movements vigilantly, ready to dodge at all times.

Seeing that Zhou Mao finally showed a nervous expression, Moxiu raised the corner of his mouth slightly. "Go." He ordered in a low voice, and the snake rushed into Zhou Mao's Taoist robe like a golden lightning bolt.

Zhou Mao didn't even have time to hide, so he felt a chill on his chest.The snake circled and walked around Zhou Mao's body, constantly [performing shallow massage].

Zhou Mao curled up, held back his voice, and tried his best not to be in front of Mozun [acting as if he was very comfortable after being massaged].However, the snake seemed to be pushing an inch, and actually [performed a deep massage] in Zhou Mao's [place suitable for massage].

The numbness and pain from the snake's tiny fangs made Zhou Mao spit out a little sound.He pursed his lips tightly, but realized that the Demon Lord was still leaning on him and looking at him, so he raised his head and met his interested eyes.

"How is it?" the demon king asked, "How powerful is my pet? Does it taste good?"

"Not very much." Zhou Mao replied in a muffled voice.Where the snake [deeply massages], it instantly becomes [qi and blood unblocked, muscles and bones relaxed].Zhou Mao closed his eyes, just wanting to endure it purely, but unexpectedly the snake was still searching around Zhou Mao's body, and finally swam back along the [gap before the best massage point].

[Best point of massage] The foreign body and pain caused Zhou Mao to suddenly open his eyes and scream.The snake quickly withdrew from his body and swam back into the demon's cuff.

I don't know where the snake bit and how deep it is.Zhou Mao only felt a burst of [comfort after massage] coming from his body.He tried his best to restrain himself from [acting too comfortably], but couldn't help but push [another point of massage] to the cold ground, and began to [self-massage].

The Mozun chuckled once or twice, Zhou Mao raised his eyes to stare at him, but saw that he was staring at his [experience the comfort brought by the massage] posture intently, Zhou Mao's face was flushed with embarrassment.

"What are you looking at!" he said angrily.

Mozun's mouth curled up, with a satisfied expression. "I want to see," he said, "what can you do to me."

Zhou Mao closed his eyes, trying to restrain the burning desire in his body, as well as the urge to jump up and beat the devil's dog's head violently.

Why is this Demon Lord so unscrupulous, he couldn't help thinking, I'm his subordinate's best friend, did Doctor Song really write this plot?How is this?Did he watch the little yellow mosquito too much...

However, the [feeling of longing for a massage] brought by the snake venom on his body became more and more intense, but he could not find comfort for a long time.Zhou Mao's thoughts gradually became confused, he closed his eyes tightly, and silently recited the meditation formula in his heart, but he still couldn't help shaking his head and panting, shaking his body under the chain constantly.

Finally, the iron ring that locked Zhou Mao's hands made a sound and opened. His upper body lost support immediately, and he fell forward, but was hugged tightly by a person.Zhou Mao opened his eyes slightly, meeting Jiang Hai's gaze.Jiang Hai gently untied the chains on his feet and picked him up.Zhou Mao instinctively hugged Jiang Hai's neck and kissed his lips.

The Demon Lord has long since disappeared.

Zhou Mao sighed slightly and felt relieved.Jiang Hai looked at Zhou Mao tenderly, didn't say much, just [massage] with his hands.Zhou Mao's tense nerves gradually relaxed.

When a trace of coolness entered his body and relieved the itching pain there, Zhou Mao breathed a sigh of relief and lost consciousness instantly.

The author has something to say:

The previous chapter is locked, but this chapter is still there, and the next chapter is still there.I feel hopeless.I felt the so-called jing worms entering my brain when I was coding.Let's take a look first.It can't be changed anymore.

Our Demon Lord is very considerate of his subordinates.Jiang Hai: I seem to hear raindrops falling on the green grassland...