Into the Pirated Cultivation Text

Regardless of whether the Xie Dao can be refined or not, it stands to reason that it has nothing to do with the Fox clan. Moreover, there are very few people who can restrain the Xie Dao. Huang Hu alone should not have this ability.

Although Mrs. Zhao was not on guard against her, she couldn't help but be more cautious, "Did the fairy bring Luo Shashi? Luo Shashi is a rare treasure, and I have never seen it before. If the fairy doesn't mind, can you let everyone see it first?" ?”

Huang Yingying nodded, she took out the Luosha stone from her bosom without hesitation, everyone looked over, and saw that there were many lines on the round body of the Luosha stone, like engraved plates, "This is the Luosha stone."

Rong Xin didn't have a good impression of this stone. He always felt a little gloomy, even a bit like a half patella, which made people feel uncomfortable.

Huang Yingying said again, "Luosha stone is a rare stone in the world. If you want to truly exert its effect, it is best to introduce the blood of people born in the sun."

"This is indeed consistent with the records in the ancient books." The old lady said.

"A few years ago, I also mentioned it from a warlock from a certain territory. It seems to be so." Rong Fang sighed, "Rong'er, it seems that I need to take some blood from you."

Rong Xin now understands that the body with two yangs has excessive yang qi, and this kind of thing must have happened to him.

That night, Huang Yingying knocked on the door of Rong Xin's room, "Rong Xianjun, could you please open the door?"

Rong Xin was running his dantian spiritual power, but it was a pity that the meager spiritual power could not be raised at all, so he opened the door for Huang Yingying, "Miss Huang, why are you here so late?"

Huang Yingying smiled sweetly, and stared at his face for a long time, "I didn't expect to see Rong Xianjun wearing a dress again after the banquet."

Rong Xin knew that she was complaining about his previous disguising. He raised his eyebrows and didn't want to answer her words, "The girl came to me late at night to get blood? I'll go to the house and get it for you."

Unexpectedly, Huang Yingying shook her head, "Luo Shashi is here, Rong Xianjun only needs to drop a few drops according to my request."

Rong Xin had no choice but to invite him into the house.

Huang Yingying looked around the room, "Isn't Rong Xianjun meditating alone in the room?"

"Huh?" Rong Xin glanced at Huang Yingying, puzzled.Who doesn't meditate alone, why do two people meditate?

Huang Yingying smiled implicitly, "Didn't Feng Xianjun accompany you?"

Rong Xin paused, why did this person only pick on Feng Tingyun?

Huang Yingying seemed to know what he was thinking, "Rong Xianjun, don't misunderstand, I have heard about Feng Xianjun and you wanting to be a Taoist couple a few days ago, just curious."

Rong Xin felt even more strange, "How did you know that we were going to get married?" Wasn't Rong a temporary decision when he was unconscious?

Huang Yingying's eyes were deep and deep, and her tone was unclear, "Who in the whole cultivation world doesn't know that the young master of Bailing Villa is married to Tianjincheng? Even the storybook is out."

Rong Xin: ...Why did it spread so fast?

He is still hesitating on his side, thinking whether he should take advantage of Feng Tingyun's reputation to extend his life, but he didn't expect that he and Feng Tingyun have been bundled and sold outside, why does he have the feeling of driving a duck to the shelves?

He knew that his little life was in Feng Tingyun's hands. Feng Tingyun didn't need to pay attention to the marriage contract back then, but he still accepted it. This shows that he really doesn't hate him in his heart who is about to occupy the name of his Taoist partner. people?Maybe his ending won't be as miserable as that of little junior sister...

"Rong Xianjun?" Huang Yingying called him.

Rong Xin came back to his senses, he didn't want to discuss this topic with Huang Yingying, "Let's get down to business first."

Huang Yingying didn't want to say more, she took out the box in her hand, and Luo Shashi lay quietly in the brocade box.

Rong Xin bit his fingertips, blood dripped from his skin, the white stone immediately sucked the blood, and soon, the lines on the surface of the rosa stone were covered with dark red blood, shining under the light of the night pearl Weird light.

Seeing this, Rong Xin felt a little uncomfortable, he put his fingers in his mouth and sucked, "Is this all right?"

Huang Yingying put away the Luo Shashi, her eyes flickered, "Thank you Rong Xianjun."

Rong Xin stared at her for a while, and said, "Do your best. It's late at night, girl, go to rest earlier."

Rong Xin sent her out, but when he was about to close the door, he caught a glimpse of someone standing in the yard.

Among the hibiscus flowers blooming in full bloom in the yard, the figure of that person was like a pine and bamboo, holding the unique spirit sword of Linxian Sect, standing there quietly like that.

"Little brother? Why are you here?" Rong Xin waved at him in surprise and joy.

Ye Linran walked towards him step by step.

Rong Xin felt that Ye Linran seemed to have changed a lot since leaving Jialeng Monastery. The last time he was in Wuxingji Mountain, before he had time to say a few words to Ye Linran, he fell into the abyss in the scuffle.

This little junior brother, the hero of this book, is no longer the limp look he had when he was bullied at Jingzhu Peak. His height has grown, his shoulders have become much broader, and even his facial features have opened up a lot. The little green look between the eyebrows receded by half.

Soon, when his Ze Zhu comes out and Hao Ran Zhen Jue is practiced to perfection, then the radiance will shine brightly, beauties, fame, and admirers will all flock to him, and then his little junior brother will become Ling Ling. Mr. Zezhu, whom everyone admires.

Then it must have been another adventure, and he became the most potential cultivator in Tianling Continent to ascend to the top of the photogenic. Maybe after two thousand chapters, he conquered the photogenic, ascended to the throne, and became a legend of a generation.

I just don't know why, Ye Linran, who has not touched the handle of the throne, seems to be a little bit wrong tonight.

"Little brother, what's the matter with you? Why do you look like you lost your spirit stone?" Rong Xin was about to pat him on the shoulder, but Ye Linran pulled his outstretched hand over.

"Eh? Why?" Rong Xin was pulled by his brute force, his center of gravity was unstable, his feet almost slipped, and he fell directly into his arms.

The perpetrator, Ye Linran, didn't say anything, with a blank face, and his arms like a copper wall pressed him into his arms.

"Junior Junior Brother, let me go." Rong Xin struggled, but Ye Linran remained silent, unwilling to let go. Just when Rong Xin felt that it was extremely weird and wanted to use his spiritual power to push him away, Ye Linran held him slightly higher than Rongxin. The new height's head was buried in his neck.

"I said that your boss is not young anymore, what are you doing—" Rong Xin suddenly felt something was wrong, and he immediately stopped what he said afterwards.

"Little brother, why do you..."

Why are you crying?

Rong Xin felt that there was wet warm liquid in the back of his neck. The person who was holding him was short of breath, and there was a suppressed sobbing sound. Rong Xin was at a loss for a while. He didn't know whether to push him away or continue to let him Hold it down.

This, this, isn't this the man who is going to be on the throne?How can you cry in his arms?

What wronged this little guy?Was he scolded by the master, or lost in fighting monsters, or abandoned by Zhao Tingyu?

The more Rong Xin thought about it, the more wrong he became. Didn't he subdue that stinky Lihuo Qilin?What about Kirin?

Rong Xin waited for him to cry for a while before holding his shoulders to ask him what's wrong, but Ye Linran wiped away his tears and didn't look directly at him, "Little brother, what's wrong with you?"

Ye Linran's eyes were red, his eye sockets were slightly swollen from crying, and he even bit his lips tightly.

"Don't tell me, right? Don't tell me I'm asleep?" Rong Xin made a gesture to enter the house.

Unexpectedly, Ye Linran stood there, still motionless.

No way, what's the matter with this child, this stubborn little face looks as if he is about to be abandoned.Rong Xin sighed, and turned around again, "Junior brother, are you sure you don't want to say? My six veins are blocked and I can hardly breathe properly. Don't you say that I really went into the house!"

Ye Linran finally raised his eyes, "Is Rong'er sick again?"

Rong Xin wrinkled his face and pretended to be very angry, "If you keep doing this, I won't be sick, but going crazy. Do you want me to beat the gongs and drums to ask who bullied you?"

Such an adult, so coquettish, throws himself into other people's arms when he is frustrated, and sheds tears, without any demeanor of a protagonist.

Ye Linran had another miserable expression, "You don't need to ask others, Rong'er can just ask herself."

Rong Xin had a question mark on his face, "Me? Why did I bully you?"

Ye Linran looked down at the toes of the two of them, biting his lips, as if he had really suffered a great grievance.

Looking at him, Rong Xin had a headache, and even his chest was stuffy. He stroked his chest, and there was a serious problem with his body. His spiritual power seemed to be sealed in his dantian. It is cold, and the chest is often pressed by a gust of air, making it difficult to breathe.

Probably because Rong Xin had been waiting for Ye Linran to answer after asking, he finally sniffed, "Rong'er is obviously a man like me, but he never speaks, he is clearly suffering from an old disease, but he never mentions it. The situation, let me know, but I can't do anything..."

Ye Linran was talking, but he was unwilling to continue.

Rong Xin raised the corner of his mouth, feeling both helpless and embarrassed.

How should I put it, he turned out to be a wisp of remnant soul, who had already stolen his life as cannon fodder in this upgrade novel, but man, once he has a living head, he can't help but want to hang on, being a piece of paper People have become flesh-and-blood figures, and he has lost his original intention of just wanting to survive by any means.

Rong Xin shook his head, turned his back and smiled wryly, "I don't know how it happened."

By mistake, he missed Bai Xuanyu and helped Feng Tingyun escape. Now that the other party repays the favor in turn, he doesn't know whether he should accept it readily or reject it.

Accept it, he knew that he liked girls at first, after all, he relied on the teachers to play pistols for several years, and suddenly asked him to do such an intimate thing with a buddy who has always been regarded as a big brother, but he couldn't get over his heart That close.

Don't accept it, but everything is ready, and the boss doesn't seem to be so repulsive.

And, there is an inexplicable emotion in his heart, which is expectant and heart-pounding...

The worst part was the few words and pictures that inadvertently flashed through his mind when he was meditating just now. The tall man took him into his arms, gently kissed and licked his collarbone, and "struck hard" , domineeringly locked him under his body, bit his lips over and over again, and asked him to call himself "senior brother".

He didn't know whether it was a dream or real existence, his reason told him that it was impossible for Feng Tingyun, who is a gentleman, to do these actions, but he felt vaguely that something was wrong.

Could it be... Does he really regard himself as a "little junior sister"?

He fell into the immersive experience, in other words, he really felt it.

Obviously he should have opened the perspective of God, but when he entered this role, he tried his best to play the role of the junior sister, and tried his best to cooperate with the plot, but every time it came to a critical moment, it was always different from what he expected. He was also confused, and he didn't know how to accept it What to do next, he couldn't figure it out.

Rong Xin's silent and dazed back had another interpretation in Ye Linran's eyes. Ye Linran hugged his back tightly again and rubbed his head against his back, "Rong'er, I won't just sit and watch suffer for you."

"What's the pain?"

Ye Linran squeezed his waist tightly, "I will definitely save you, and I won't let you endure this anymore, just wait, wait for me, I will become stronger."

The route in Rong Xin's mind has just been connected, and the power is turned on, "What are you waiting for? You are loose, I can hardly breathe!"

"Not loose."

"Release quickly, I need to go to the toilet!"

"I go with you."

"Go away, I'll go by myself. I'm not a primary school student, and we went to the bathroom together...Why are you showing this expression again?"

Under the moonlight, Rong Xin finally gave Ye Linran a lesson, telling him not to show such a crying expression all the time, it was too unmanly, Ye Linran bit his lip all the time.

Standing not far from Rongxin's courtyard, Huang Yingying clenched the Nightmare Mirror tightly in her hand, and put the Nightmare Mirror in her arms. A smile gradually appeared in her cold eyes, "I hope Rong Xianjun will be satisfied with the big gift in three days' time."

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