The male god blushed after being slapped in the face live

It was late at night, and street lamps lit up this lonely city.

On the outskirts of the road, apart from vehicles in twos and threes and takeaway boys shuttling on the road, there are almost no pedestrians to be seen.

The earth fell into a deep sleep, the day and night of the city seemed to be two worlds, the hustle and bustle of the day could not blend into the silence and tranquility of the night.

In the dark night, when hundreds of millions of beings are sleeping soundly, how many evils are slowly growing, hiding in the dark and spying on the world.

The seductive sweet and greasy smell continuously spread into the nostrils, God knows how much perseverance Bai Lin used to not pounce on Xuan Wuji.

Along the way, she tensed her face and kept swallowing.

"Master, when will Bai Shu wake up?" Ever since Bai Shu's appearance returned to his 20-year-old appearance, Roy's eyes were glued to Bai Shu's body, and he couldn't leave him for a second.

Bai Lin pricked up her ears, for fear of missing a word.

Xuan Wuji sat on the co-pilot, turned to look at Roy, "I should be able to wake up tomorrow morning at the latest, where do you live?"

"The two of us rented an apartment near your community, so shall we come here tomorrow?"

"You don't need to come here. My blood is precious, so I can't use too much." Xuan Wuji glanced at Bai Lin from the corner of his eye, "Bai Shu can maintain a normal growth state for at least ten years with this tube of blood."

Roy felt a little regretful, "Can it only treat the symptoms but not the root cause?"

Xuan Wuji said: "Don't worry, give me some time, and I will cure Bai Shu completely."

Xuan Wuji said that if it can be cured completely, it will be done!

Roy's eyes were sore, and he always felt that he was about to cry again.

He quickly shut his mouth, just nodded desperately, like a garlic hammer.

Can Xuan Wuji completely cure Bai Shu?

On what?

By his flesh and blood?

The tempting fragrance kept coming in, and Bai Lin was already a little delirious, thinking wildly.

When she was young, she once went to an island despite her family's opposition, but her body began to grow rapidly as soon as she got off the plane, scaring her so that she hurried back to Shoucheng.

But it was still too late. She grew from a 17-year-old to a 20-year-old, and it was irreversible. For this reason, Bai Lin even took leave and hid at home for a year before returning to school.

The Bai family has a long life envied by others, but like canaries, they can only be imprisoned in the cage of Shoucheng.

But she not only wants to live a long life, but also wants to leave Shoucheng.

She wants to look outside, she wants to get out.

The Bai family cherishes their lives, and they will do anything to survive.

Over the years, countless tonics have been fed into their unsatisfactory stomachs.

She has long hated this kind of life, but the survival instinct from the depths of her blood makes her want to stop it.

Life is precious, love is higher.If it is free, both can be thrown away.

There have been a few people in the Bai family who believed in this sentence, but what happened?

Bai Shu's father died in an accident as soon as he left Shoucheng, and the rest of them either died of sudden aging or accidental death.

If Xuan Wuji can cure Bai Shu, then he can also cure himself.

She has to decide her own destiny.

She wants to have both, fish and bear's paw!

She wants longevity, and she wants freedom.

Shen Yi sent a few people away, and the lively laboratory became quiet again.

Except for the "boom" sound from the operation of the instrument, only his breathing was left.

He walked deep along the deep corridor of the laboratory until he reached the end. Shen Yi snapped a hidden compartment on a metal wall, and inside was a combination lock.

Enter a series of numbers, and with the sound of "cracking" on the wall, the hidden elevator door is revealed.

The mountains and rivers are full of doubts, and there is another village.

The elevator went directly to the third basement floor. No one expected that there would be another unique scene in the basement of Shen Yi's laboratory.

There is no sunlight on the three basement floors, and there is no lighting of any kind.

The rocky walls are inlaid with colorful luminous spars. Under the reflection of these spars, the surrounding area is as bright as daytime, with the ethereal and mysterious pale green rippled light like the northern lights.

The ground is full of colorful vegetation and flowers. In the center of the clusters of flowers is a round platform that looks like a sacrificial offering. Strange red talisman characters are painted on the round platform.

And in the center of the round altar is a glass crystal platform.

On the long platform lay a man with long hair.

The man was wearing an ancient robe, with a cinnabar mole on his forehead, and he looked extremely alluring and evil.

The several-meter-long hair slid down the long platform, curled up and spread out on the altar.

If you look down from a high altitude, the man is like a huge black peony, which makes the surrounding wonderland of thousands of flowers lose its color in an instant.

Shen Yi put his hand on the man's fat-like wrist, but he still couldn't detect the slightest pulse.

But his body is soft and warm, his hair grows slowly over time, and his nails need to be trimmed by Shen Yi every once in a while.

Is this man dead or not?

Who is this man who doesn't know whether he is dead or alive?Why is it here?Can he really open his eyes?

Why did the ancestors carefully protect this ancient place and hand it over to him?

As usual, Shen Yi meticulously trimmed the man's nails and wiped his body.

Afterwards, Shen Yi walked to an inconspicuous room in the corner. The door was an antique scarlet wooden door, with a few gold threads dotting the door frame.

Pushing open the door, the purpose of entering is a portrait.

The man in the portrait is coquettish and handsome, with long and narrow eyebrows and eyes seductive like a goblin, and a cinnabar mole gleaming on his forehead, he is almost like the man lying on the long glazed crystal platform.

In the painting, the sleeves of the man's clothes are fluttering, he is dressed in white and has black hair, and a ribbon flutters around his waist.

There is a signature in the lower left corner of the painting:

Spirit master map

Zhengde 12th year winter

Shen Xiaoyao

There is an altar table in front of the portrait, and the incense in the censer is burning vigorously.

Shen Yi took out three sticks of incense from the side of the table, lit them, bowed three times, and put them in the incense burner.

He didn't know who this man was, nor did he know the identity of the spirit master, but it had become his habit to take care of this mysterious man and burn a stick of incense for him.

……

When Shen Yi walked out of the laboratory to start the car, it was already 2 o'clock in the morning.

In the dark and quiet night, the cell phone rang suddenly.

Shen Yi rubbed his brows and picked up the phone, "Do you know what time it is?"

Luo Qintian held back his anger and said from the other end of the phone, "You think I'm willing to call you at this time, don't you count your laboratory's shielding signal? Look at how many missed calls you have."

Shen Yi took the phone away, "So what exactly are you trying to do when you call in the middle of the night?"

Luo Qintian paused, "Have you seen Xuan Wuji?"

"I see, he is a very special person."

"When he went to your lab today, did you give him a physical examination as I said?"

"I've done everything, everything is normal. I even compared his DNA. It's 100% of the Xuan family. It's true and true."

"Shen Yi, I really can't figure it out," Luo Qintian paused, with confusion in his voice, "Why would someone be able to find the exact location of the victim just by smelling the murder weapon? The distance between them is more than 40 kilometers .”

"Oh," Shen Yi smiled, "There are things in this world that police officer Luo Qintianluo can't figure out? Isn't that person the murderer?"

"But he is not the murderer, he is Xuan Wuji."

"He is the most special person I have ever seen. If you watch his live broadcast, you will express the same emotion as me. Can you believe that a person can foresee the future? He can. I never believed in these strange powers before Luan Shen, but it happened right in front of my eyes, so I have to believe it. Do you think he came from the future, as described in some literary works, so he knows everything well?"

Shen Yi laughed dully, "Luo Qintian, you don't want the time paradox anymore, are you being driven crazy by Xuan Wuji?"

"Reversal of time will only make the universe an unconservable endless loop. Instead of subverting the time view of the universe, you might as well believe that Xuan Wuji is a god who has escaped into the mortal world. Don't supernatural beings often appear in literary works?"

Luo Qintian sighed, "Can you believe such a superstitious thing?"

"Of course I do."

Why don't you believe it?

There is still a man lying under the ground of the laboratory that has not been corrupted for 500 years. There is nothing in this world that is unbelievable.

"There is one more thing to tell you, today Xuan Wuji brought..."

Shen Yi put on the bluetooth headset, threw the phone on the passenger seat, and narrated what happened today while driving.

Luo Qintian was dumbfounded when he heard that, his eyes widened and he couldn't close his mouth.

After a long time, he remembered something, "This afternoon, Xuan Mingkai surrendered himself to the police station with the video and related materials."

Luo Qintian paused, and said in a deep voice, "Xuan Wuji may really be able to predict the future. He once asked me in the live broadcast whether it would be fair and just if it was a crime committed by a close relative. I thought he was talking about our Luo family. Family, now it seems that he should be talking about Xuan Mingkai."

"I told you to stay away from Xuan Mingkai a long time ago."

"You don't know, he wasn't like this before. It's just that he didn't know what happened later, and he became what he is now."

The car gradually drove into the garage, and Shen Yi finally said: "We have learned so much knowledge, the original intention is to explore the truth and respect life, not to stand on the commanding heights and look down on life. Using our narrow and pitiful worldview to speculate on Xuan Wuji is simply unreasonable." Like a little ant exploring an elephant. The ant climbs up the elephant's leg, thinking that what he climbed is a towering tree, and if he owns it, he owns the whole world. Little does he know that wherever he looks, it is only the elephant I have a hunch that there must be many surprises in Xuan Wuji, and what emerges now is just the tip of the iceberg."

When Shen Yi returned home, it was already 02:30 in the morning.

Huge house, empty.

The minimalist decoration style of black, white and gray, except for a few necessary pieces of furniture, there are no other redundant decorations.

Shen Yi took off his clothes, revealing the tight skin hidden by Wen Liangjian.

Broad shoulders, slender waist, slender legs, and under the skin are muscles with perfect lines but not exaggerated, with distinct curves.

He took off his glasses and paced into the bathroom.

Ten minutes later, when Shen Yi came out again, his body was covered with the moisture after bathing.

Shen Yi wiped all the lingering and supple black hair back, his usually gentle and smiling face was expressionless, his pair of autumn eyes were alienated, and his whole body exuded the indifference that no one should enter and the majesty that could not be looked at directly, like a deep dense forest The mysterious and terrifying black pool.

He walked out of the bathroom, turned and walked to the study.

A wall of books was placed in the study room, Shen Yi went straight to the computer, his bony fingers tapped lightly on the black paint keyboard.

After a while, a voice came from the computer:

Dear babies, I am Xuan Wuji, today is my first live broadcast...

Shen Yi frowned, closed the video, and continued to click on the next video.

After just looking at it for a few seconds, he closed it again.

Repeating the action of clicking on and off again and again, just when Shen Yi's patience was about to run out, a replay with a very high volume jumped in front of him:

I smell the bloody plague on you...

A trace of interest flashed across Shen Yi's calm Qiushui eyes, and a slight smile unconsciously appeared on his indifferent face.

He finally stopped the clicking and closing movements of his hands, leaned his body back into the sofa, sat with his long and straight legs crossed, and watched with great interest.

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The next article is to write it, please accept it in advance: "After the Fall, I Became My Substitute" by Mu Bai

The most powerful male cultivator on the surface of the comprehension world, Chi Xianzun, is the object of all monks' crushes, and countless people can't ask for him.

That day when he crossed the catastrophe and flew up, a dragon bravely broke through the thunder formation, causing him to fall.

Then he robbed, robbed again, robbed both, robbed, and robbed...

He seized the house and became his own substitute beside a certain city lord.

A certain city lord: Immortal of Lingchi, why don't you want to double cultivate with me?

Lingchi: Wake up, two people will not be happy together!

He took over and became the lame young master next to a certain demon king.

A certain Demon Lord: Lingchi, if you are kidnapped, I will keep you by my side, why don't you accept me!

Lingchi: Wake up, you can't beat me, I don't like men who are weaker than me!

He seized his body and became a beautiful and handsome demon fox in the arms of a certain immortal.

A certain immortal: Lingchi, if only you could be as obedient as this demon fox.

Lingchi: Wake up, I'm not an animal.Although it is not human, you are a dog!

Finally, Lingchi hooked up with a partner he liked.

On this day, the two finished their double cultivation and soaked in the spiritual spring.

Lingchi: You may not believe me if you tell me, but I was once smashed into scum by lightning.

Man: You may not believe me if I tell you, but I am that dragon.

Lingchi Immortal sighed softly, and silently drew out his talisman - Yu Cui Ling.

The man was tied up into a rice dumpling, and he laughed unscrupulously:

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