painting robbery

...It seems interesting.

Jie Yuan pondered for a moment, his body flickered and disappeared, and he had replaced the phantom, standing beside Yan Zhenci!

Feeling something in Yan Zhenci's heart, he suddenly turned his head and glanced at the original sound flow.

Yuan Yinliu was calm and composed, and smiled slightly at Shangyan's gaze: "Good master?"

Yan Zhenci replied: "Good disciple."

He paused, thinking to himself, it should be just an illusion, in the illusion, except for the illusion... only the illusion.

The original sound flowed: "Good Master, are we worshiping?"

Words: "Yes, my disciple, we are worshiping."

The original sound stream glanced at Yan Zhenci with a smile but not a smile, looked at the blurred figures on the left and right, and dragged out his voice: "Since I want to pay homage to the hall——Does the good master have to show a little sincerity?"

Guessing words: "Do you need something essential? For example, the secret treasure of Zeguo, the rare treasure of Sword Palace, and the sacred object of Tantric Buddhism?"

He thought to himself, this is very original sound flow, and this illusion looks quite smart.

Yuan Yinliu smiled and said, "But I have all of these."

Words: "Uh..."

Why in my fantasy, I am still choked by the original sound stream?

Yan Zhenci was puzzled, so he had to say: "Then what do you want?"

Yuan Yinliu sighed: "The scenery of the Sword Palace is pretty good, why isn't this the Sword Palace?"

As soon as the original sound flow finished speaking, the most familiar scene in my life appeared naturally in the heart of Yan Zhenci: the festive and lively white wall sorghum in the market turned into a solemn and solemn Jietian Temple, but the red happy characters were also pasted on the wall, the door The red silk gathered into bouquets is still hung on the front, adding three points of fireworks to the Purple Great Hall.

Facing the familiar place, the unrestrained heart couldn't help restraining himself, and immediately felt a little uncomfortable.

But Yuan Yinliu laughed again: "It's annoying to be empty, doesn't Master have elder brothers?"

As the voice fell again, Yan Zhenci's heart moved again, and a person suddenly appeared in the Tiantian Temple.

The person sitting on the main seat is an old man with white eyebrows, the person on the right hand of the main seat has two swords on his back, and there is a young man with purple eyebrows under him.After these two people, there was another half-grown child standing in the corner of the hall, and it was Yan Laodao, the current head of the Sword Palace.Even on the left side, there are two men and women in ordinary clothes with blurred faces, which are the blurred silhouettes of their parents in Yan Zhenci's heart.

Words are not a little uncomfortable anymore!

He silently looked at his master and fellow apprentices with a smile on his face, and watched the original sound stream with the same smile. After a long while, he finally sighed in frustration: "I see, you are really troublesome..."

He muttered, pulled the original sound stream forward, first called Baimei old man: "Master." Then he said to the person sitting in the second seat on the right: "Senior brother." Then to the third seat on the right: "Senior brother." Said to Old Yan: "Master nephew."

Finally, he turned to the two silhouettes and greeted, "Father, mother."

After everyone finished yelling, Yan Zhenci was tangled in his heart for a while. He always felt that something was wrong. He obviously didn't want to do it so formally. Even in the illusion, there would always be some... feel.

Before the words could be discerned, Yuan Yinliu suddenly took a step forward, full of jokes, and said with a smile: "Master, Uncle, Uncle, and—"

Yan Zhenci was frightened to death, all confusion disappeared, and he quickly covered Yuan Yinliu's mouth: "There is no need for this, you can stop barking."

The original sound stream let out a muffled laugh.

The warm air flowed against Yan Zhenci's palm, bringing out a soft feeling.

...Wait, why do I even think of such details in my heart?

Yan Zhenci immediately withdrew his hand and said solemnly: "We can go back to the room after praying three more times."

After all, in order to prevent any accidents in his heart, he didn't dare to think about anything, so he hurriedly pulled the original sound stream, and bowed three more times.

All the steps were finally completed, and he watched the original sound stream again, thinking that this person is finally all right, he said with great relief: "Okay, let's enter the bridal chamber."

As soon as the words landed, the scene changed, and the Jietian Temple disappeared, turning into an ordinary but tidy room on Jiangong Mountain.The window of the room was open, and there were white clouds, distant mountains, ancient pines and snow outside, and a few tall cranes walked proudly past the window.

Yuan Yinliu was already sitting on a bed, and Yan Zhenci was sitting next to him, with a serious and serious face: "My good disciple, don't be afraid later, there is nothing to be afraid of."

Original sound stream: "Good master, I won't be afraid." He was full of interest, and felt that it was almost time to reach the last step, so he smiled slowly at the words, "Are we going to have sex?"

Words: "It's not urgent."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly stretched out his hand, ripped apart Yuan Yinliu's lapel at a lightning speed, and glanced inside.

Yuan Yinliu watched Yan Zhenci for a while, then turned his head as if hanging his life back, and heaved a long sigh of relief:

"It turns out he has no breasts. It's great. I finally figured out his gender. This way I don't have to be responsible for getting married..."

After a breath of relief, Yan Zhenci suddenly turned his head, continued to open the front of Yuan Yinliu's clothes, and took a second, third, and fourth look... Finally he raised his hand, first patted, then touched .

A Pingchuan!

Weeping with joy!

I really didn't expect that a good master is such a good master.

The original sound stream is a bit funny.

Instead of laughing out loud, he sighed solemnly: "Good master..."

Yan Zhenci withdrew his hand as if he had been scalded, and sat upright with a serious face: "My good disciple, what's the matter?"

The original sound flows to the words and pillow words to gather together.

Word pillow words back a step back.

The original sound flow is also combined with Yan Zhenci.

Word pillow words and then back a step back.

The original sound stream came forward for the third time.

Yan Zhenci fell on the bed.

Yuan Yinliu put one hand next to Yan Zhenci's cheek, looked down at him for a moment, suddenly smiled, let go of the strength in his hand, fell into Yan Zhenci's arms, and called out again: "Master——"

This voice was three parts happy, three parts lingering, and three parts sweet, which together became a sweet-scented osmanthus candy, which fell into my heart for no reason.

Words are a bit unbearable.

He raised his hands around the original sound stream, carried the person from the bed to the chair and put him in a good place, while he himself sat down on another chair, thinking of what he wanted, he conjured up a cup of tea to take a sip to calm himself, and said: " Sit well, talk well, let's chat first."

After teasing someone casually, the original sound stream returned to its previous laziness. To him, being loved by others was no surprise. He just smiled and said, "Oh? What about after chatting? Go to bed?"

Yan Zhenci groaned again in his heart, thinking that the illusion comes from the host's heart, is my heart really...?

When he glanced at the original sound stream, he hesitated to speak, but in the end he didn't say anything, but he couldn't control his hand, and when he raised it, he poked the other person's cheek.

Well, it's quite slippery and a little soft...

Yan Zhenci suddenly took out a piece of Yuan Xiuqing's clothes, and said to Yuan Yinliu: "Will you try on this dress?" Then, he suddenly took out a piece of Yuan Xiangdie's clothes, and said to Yuan Yinliu: "And this one, do you want to try it on?"

Ok?

Is this the reaction?

There was finally a wave of turmoil in the boring heart of the original sound flow.

This wave spread from the heart to the corner of the mouth all the way, and finally turned into a wisp of smile lines emerging from the mouth.

"Good master." Yuan Yinliu said tirelessly.

"What a disciple." Yan Zhen replied tirelessly.

"Come here and help me change clothes." The original sound flowed.

"..." Words.

Yes, this is also very original sound stream.

He stood up slowly, tangled in the clothes of Yuan Xiangdie and Yuan Xiuqing for a long time, but still couldn't make up his mind which one to choose.If you choose Yuan Xiangdie's clothes, Yuan Yinliu becomes Yuan Xiangdie; if you choose Yuan Xiuqing's clothes, Yuan Yinliu becomes his father.

The words and pillow words each made up their minds, and they all shivered.

And for some reason, he obviously thought about everyone seriously, but the original sound stream standing in front of him was still standing in front of him, and it didn't directly become the images in his mind like the previous ones.

Yan Zhenci had no choice but to go forward and help Yuan Yinliu undress first.

Yuan Yinliu looked at Yan Zhenci to untie his first button.

With a smile on his lips, he said unhurriedly: "Master, do you like me because you worship with me?"

Yan Zhenci shook his hand, and the diamond button shattered into foam.

Original sound stream: "Master, hurry up."

Wait...is there something wrong?Yan Zhenci glanced at Yuan Yinliu suspiciously for several times, then reached out and poked Yuan Yinliu's cheek a few times. After seeing no resistance from the other party, he continued to undress others in his heart.

Yuan Yinliu said slowly again: "Master wants to marry me, does he prefer me as a man, or as a woman?"

Yan Zhenci's hand shook again, and the belt of Yuanyinliu Twelve Flowers and White Jade Plate broke.

Haratoru let out a pretentious sigh.

This warm breath sighed in Yan Zhenci's ears.

The ear turned red quickly, and then trembled twice.

Yan Zhenci raised his head, calm and serious: "Don't think about it, I just want to study your superb disguise skills. The reason for visiting is because if you are a girl... it would be too rude, so we have to Make sure of your status first, so that I can take a good look at you—"

Original sound stream: "Look at my chest?"

Words are dumb.

The original sound stream comforted the mute: "Master, don't worry, there are many things you can do, and I can do many things too."

Yan Zhenci had a bad feeling in his heart: "Well, for example?"

Original sound stream: "For example——"

The joy in his heart has not faded by this time, and the original sound flow complies with nature. He raised his hand and pulled out the cloud-headed wooden hairpin on Yanzhenci's bun, letting the man's long hair fall down.

Then Yuan Yinliu leaned down, and the lingering and cool kiss first landed on the brow bone of the other party.

"like this……"

Then land on the corner of the opponent's mouth.

"And so..."

Word pillow words actually did not hide.

Yuan Yinliu also felt three points of surprise, he simply went a little deeper, pried open the opponent's teeth, and sipped the taste in his mouth, as he expected, it was a unique bitterness and sweetness.

After the kiss, Yuan Yinliu pecked at Yan Zhenci's mouth again, then stretched out his hand and tore open the other's skirt, revealing the lower half of his chest: "And this—"

The words and pillow words are completely numb.

After a moment of numbness, he jumped up furiously, first pushed the original sound stream away, and then grabbed the ripped clothes.His mood fluctuated violently at this moment, and even the illusion around him became unstable and vibrated.At this moment, he suddenly realized a terrible thing.

If the feeling at the beginning was not an illusion, if the original sound stream broke into his inner illusion at that time, then all the things he did after that——

Without saying a word, he quickly shielded his heart and penetrated the illusion, and escaped in embarrassment from the illusion that exposed his heart at a glance!

The world in front of me is spinning again, and the scenery on the left and right is changing again.

Yan Zhenci left the illusion, only heard a vaguely familiar scream in his ears, and then appeared in a forest.

The forest is secluded and vast, with towering trees standing at the end of his line of sight, and in front of him, apart from a large ice-blue lake, are patches of ice-crystal grass growing on the shore of the lake.

The wind wrinkled the surface of the water, and the ground buried snow.

This place is like a paradise, beautiful.

But at this moment, what attracts Yan Zhenci's attention is neither the scenery of mountains and rivers here, nor the single grass that can detoxify, but the person sitting in the grass!

The light purple clothes were stained with large swaths of water, sticking wetly to her body, outlining her fullness.She folded her arms around her chest, hiding a large piece of spring light behind her arms, and the expression on her face was between crying and embarrassment without crying.

Yuan Xiangdie was slightly angry: "Brother Zhenci, you still want to watch!"

Word pillow words: "……………"

His heart is broken.

The author has something to say: Two small theaters:

Original Sound Stream: Look, why am I out of breath because I don't have breasts?

Words: because...

Original Sound Stream: Dead GAY.

Words: My boyfriend, my girlfriend, my apprentice, my grandson, my father-in-law, my mother-in-law, my sister-in-law, my brother-in-law, me etc.

Original Sound Stream: You are really a person who knows how to play!

Word pillow words: ...