[Quick Transmigration] I'm just here to do the mission

The two of them have practiced together several times. Xunmu has no mental barrier, and Xu Yancheng has seen through his identity, so he no longer deliberately slows down his cultivation speed. With huge resources, he has already reached the stage of distraction.

Xu Yancheng has gone out several times, and every time he can feel someone following him.

Needless to say, he also knew who it was, the demon lord Sixiu.

Si Xiu's performance in the plot is too different, Xu Yancheng sometimes doubts whether the other party is that person, but after several attempts, the result is not the same.

I don't know if he has slacked off on his cultivation recently, but Xu Yancheng felt that the aura in his body sometimes stagnated and sometimes scattered, and it was a little out of his control.

He was planning to strengthen his cultivation to find the thousand-year-old ice silkworm, but under the operation of his kung fu, his spiritual power was absorbed by his dantian.

Xunmu noticed that Xu Yancheng's breath had dissipated, and rushed into the cave regardless of the fact that the other party was retreating, only to see Xu Yancheng's gloomy face.

"Master, how is your health?"

"Get out!" Xu Yancheng shouted sharply.

Xu Yancheng had a gentle personality, no matter how angry he was, he would just ignore it with a sullen face at most, there had never been such a thunderstorm.

Seeing that Xu Yancheng was unusual, Xunmu was even more worried that something happened to him, so he took a step forward to check the person's body.

"Do not touch me."

Xu Yancheng lost all his spiritual power, and seeing that his words didn't work, he showed a little bit of panic.

Xunmu was even more surprised, and poured spiritual power into the opponent's body through the palm of his hand.

This is……

Xunmu's heart skipped a beat, he forcibly suppressed the joy welling up in his heart, and only stared at Xu Yancheng with one pair of eyes.

There are joy, surprise, affection in those eyes... all kinds of emotions are mixed together.

Xu Yancheng was upset, and he didn't dare to look directly at him.

The intimacy between Xunmu and him should obviously be hated, but Xu Yancheng is always immersed in it.

Even a few times, when the two were entangled, for a moment, he was actually conscious.

He used to think that it was all the effect of Gu, but until now, he realized that he couldn't hate this person in front of him at all.

It's him.

His heart is more honest than himself.

Xu Yancheng has always felt that he likes a man, that he can recognize each other when he sees him, but without the traction of his mental strength, he actually has nothing to do.

When he met Si Xiu, he was shocked by the deviation of the plot, but he didn't realize that he didn't have negative emotions such as disgust and hatred towards the other party.

Maybe it's because of the restraint of the world, the man's closeness to him is not so obvious, but the other party is still approaching him unconsciously.

Xu Yancheng's thoughts were racing, Xunmu said cautiously, "Master, do you...do you feel uncomfortable?"

Xu Yancheng lost all his mana, no matter how many thoughts he had, he could only shelve them temporarily.

"Get out." This time, Xu Yancheng's voice had become the usual calm, but it was a bit cold.

Xu Yancheng was upset for a moment.

"Then, you have a good rest first, and if you have anything to do, you can leave it to me, and I will go out first."

The strangeness of his cultivation a few days ago finally had an answer.

The Yin spirit body can conceive offspring.

The higher the cultivator's cultivation level, the more difficult it will be for the offspring. Xu Yancheng never expected that after just a few months of hard work, he would actually...

The spiritual power in his body was sucked out by the small things in his body, but he couldn't feel the desire to blame him.

The heirs conceived by monks need a lot of aura in the early stage. If there is no aura supply, they will absorb the aura of the mother.

Xu Yancheng didn't realize the strangeness in his body for such a long time.

In the next few days, Xunmu was very careful, for fear of offending Xu Yancheng.Probably because he understood the conditions for the birth of a Yin spirit body, Xunmu would take some spiritual fruits with abundant spiritual energy and put them on Xu Yancheng's table every day.

The aura from daily practice is simply not enough to conceive, after Xu Yancheng guessed that this is the person, he used it with peace of mind.

This made Xunmu happy.

"Master, I have made spirit soup, please drink some."

In addition to spiritual fruits, Xunmu would use spiritual objects to make soup every day.

Xu Yancheng finished without saying a word, and motioned for the other party to leave.

Xunmu looked greedily at Xu Yancheng several times before turning around and leaving the cave.

Xu Yancheng thought that the Gu pair would stop after pregnancy, but the familiar upsurge told him that he was overthinking.

Cultivators are not as fragile as ordinary people. As long as the spiritual power is sufficient, there will be no accidents.

Coitus dual practice will only be good for the baby, not bad.

Xunmu entered the other party like the previous few times, but immediately he felt something strange.

In the past, Xu Yancheng's eyes were dull, but this time his eyes were tightly closed.Xunmu went to look for the opponent's hand, and clenched his palm as if he was holding back something.

Xunmu's heart skipped a beat.

The other party is awake!

Xunmu put his hand into the opponent's palm, slowly clasped his fingers together, stopped the movement of his body, and gently kissed the opponent's eyelids, the tip of the nose, and finally the light lips.

Grinding and tossing, poking into the opponent's mouth and stirring gently.

Xu Yancheng didn't make a sound from the beginning to the end, only the slightly rapid panting revealed his restlessness.

"Master," Xunmu murmured, "A Cheng."

The two of them had been intimate a lot, and this was the first time Xu Yancheng soberly endured that feeling of fullness.

The other party stopped suddenly, and Xu Yancheng felt a little impatient.

"Enough, enough." Xu Yancheng opened his eyes.

In the dark world, the senses are even more sensitive, that feeling of longing...

A gleam of light lit up in Xunmu's eyes, and he began to heave uncontrollably.

Xu Yancheng's eyes clearly reflected his shadow, with a faint light.He seemed like he couldn't get enough of it, so Xu Yancheng turned his head to avoid his sight.

Looking into the eyes, Xu Yancheng's fingers were slender and fair, while the opponent's hands were slightly darker in color, intertwined with light and light, and tightly clasped together.

Xu Yancheng looked a little dazed.

Suddenly, the other party made a sudden penetration, and Xu Yancheng gasped in shock.

"Well."

"Is A Cheng shy?" Xun Mu's voice sounded in his ear, and the other party gently bit the cartilage in his ear, "Be careful."

Part of the spiritual power generated by the spiritual power circulating back and forth at the joint was absorbed by Xu Yancheng's dantian, and the other part was absorbed separately by the two of them.

"Are you comfortable?" Xunmu said, "I'm so comfortable, Ah Cheng is holding me so tight."

Xu Yancheng got annoyed, subconsciously shrank a little, and heard the person above him panting a few times.

"Stop, shut up."

"Heh." Xunmu's voice was full of desire and hoarse, with a hint of a smile.

"I'm so happy." Xunmu stopped talking, but the attack became more intense.

The monk's body is not easy to get tired, Xu Yancheng watched the other party vent his thoughts several times and hadn't stopped, finally couldn't take it anymore, "No more."

Xu Yancheng's limbs were sore and limp, and the place under his body was even hotter.This body has little desire, how can it withstand such a long-term love.

"the last time."

Xu Yancheng didn't believe it at all, every time was the last time, but every time it ushered in a new round of upsurge.

Because of such a small thing, even if the supply of spiritual power is sufficient, the cultivation level will inevitably decline, and coupled with the fatigue of the mind, there is nothing to do with that person for a while.

"Call me, A Cheng." Xunmu continued, "Call me by my name."

Xu Yancheng endured it, and said softly, "Amu."

The movements on his body paused, and he immediately became excited again, "Call me again, okay?"

"Amu." Xu Yancheng sighed secretly, and put his head around the man's shoulders.

He was a little tired.