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With his eyes half-opened in a trance, Fang Zimo's eyes and mind were in a mess.

Bai Nianchen blinked his eyes, waved his hand tentatively in front of Fang Zimo, and whispered in his ear, he didn't feel relieved until he got no response.

This world is inherently unfair.

When the sect was troubled by the formation, the hopeless waiting never wanted to try again.It was from that time that Bai Nianchen had fundamental doubts about the 'life experience' he had been searching for.

Whether it was the weird white hair that appeared on his arm that day, or the fact that he easily summoned and controlled monsters after thinking of something today, it all proved that he might not be human.

No wonder he couldn't try the exercises he had obtained through hard work, and his cultivation stagnated. Even if his body allowed him to accept spiritual energy, he was not qualified for ordinary practice.

"One glass of wine doesn't seem like enough."

Taking out the empty cup from Fang Zimo's hand, Bai Nianchen sighed and took the jug from the table.

In fact, he was terrified to do this kind of thing, but since he chose to start, there was no way out.Anyway, when he wakes up tomorrow morning, there is absolutely no room for repentance for what has happened. For Bai Nianchen, there is no harm to Bai Nianchen.

"It would be fine if senior brother left without saying anything tonight. No, it would be fine if that man didn't show up."

"Senior brother, come with me." Holding the wine pot, the other hand lightly raised Fang Zimo's jaw, his gentle voice was very charming. After finishing speaking, Fang Zimo, who was obviously unconscious, really stood up obediently, dazed Usually follow Bai Nianchen to the bedside.

"Brother, do you like this taste?" Instructing Fang Zimo to sit by the bed, Bai Nianchen still had a harmless expression on his face. After Fang Zimo nodded, he continued, "Do you still want to file a complaint? Shake your head."

Sure enough, with the obvious instruction, Fang Zimo shook his head with blank eyes.

"Then senior brother still wants to leave?" Finally he said what he wanted to ask the most, and finally got the answer he wanted.Bai Nianchen's mood finally improved, he sat beside Fang Zimo, stretched out his hand to pinch his chin, and forcibly poured the freshly poured wine in his hand into it.

The spiciness of the wine brought about a weak resistance, but he still endured it in the end.

With just two glasses of wine, Fang Zimo's face turned pale, and his lifeless eyes became more and more silent.

And a little more.

Fang Zimo's appearance did not know that it provoked Bai Nianchen's nerves, and a bit of excitement spread from the bottom of his heart.

So, he threw away the wine glass, pressed the person who had no sense of resistance against the wall, and directly blocked the spout of the pot against his lips.

The heated wine is still warm, but it is also slightly cool in the mouth.Fang Zimo's passive swallowing speed couldn't keep up with the influx of liquid, and he choked twice. The unbearable cough made Bai Nianchen unconsciously curl his mouth.

He wiped away the wine overflowing from the corner of his mouth with jade-like fingers, only gave Fang Zimo a moment to breathe, and then forced him to open his mouth again.

"Senior brother, be good, drink it all..." A fascinated voice sounded, and Bai Nianchen couldn't help but put his drink-stained thumb between Fang Zimo's lips and teeth, and slowly moved his lips and tongue.

Bai Nianchen didn't know exactly what it was like to feel the bewildered person in front of him.It was only through Aomori's previous provocation that he made it clear that this person is a special existence that cannot be surrendered.

"Actually, I originally planned to follow my senior brother all the time. No matter this life or this body, as long as my senior brother needs me, I will do whatever I want. Why does my senior brother keep alienating me?"

During the period of self-talk, the jug in his hand was already half empty, and the initial temptation with his fingers turned into a bold play.

"It's too difficult to find ways to 'bond' with senior brother." Seemingly unable to see Fang Zimo's instinctive refusal, Bai Nianchen's movements became more and more extreme, and the corners of his mouth became wider and wider: "Now I think it's better to change the dominant position." , Just let the senior brother belong to me."

"Cough cough..."

The fingers encroaching on the mouth finally left, but Fang Zimo choked on the drink that he hadn't had time to swallow before.

There was a momentary clarity of consciousness, and the burst-like system prompt sounded in this gap, and a series of alarms and application confirmations flooded the consciousness, which made Fang Zimo who had just recovered suddenly woke up.

His eyes suddenly recovered, which made Bai Nianchen stunned for a moment, wondering why the ability to manipulate dozens of monsters at the same time would suddenly fail.

Despite the annoying electronic sounds, Fang Zimo, who was still in a trance, heard the sound of porcelain shattering in his ears, and finally saw Bai Nianchen with a panicked expression in front of him, and instantly remembered the episode that was still fresh in his memory.

"...Brother Bai?"

The voice was indescribably hoarse, carrying a faint gasp.Fang Zimo looked at the shattered jug and the little liquid left in it. He couldn't remember what happened just now, but felt that his body was getting hot, and even his limbs were a little numb.

Fortunately, he woke up, otherwise he would have made a big mistake.

Seeing that Bai Nianchen's clothes were intact, Fang Zimo's memory was completely at ease, and he slurred his words: "Junior brother, stay away from me...Forget it, forget it, let me go out for a while."

As he said that, he was about to leave the dangerous bed and struggled to get his footing.

Probably because he drank a little too much, the ground seemed to be soft when he stepped on it.Fang Zimo shook a few times, and fell firmly on the ground. The numb pain from his body told him that it was indeed an illusion that he thought the ground was soft.

He wobbled and couldn't get up, but Bai Nianchen sat on the bed safely. Since Fang Zimo was shocked when he regained consciousness, he didn't move. He just watched Fang Zimo struggling on the ground quietly.

After a long time, he sighed, got up and squatted next to Fang Zimo who had finally half-kneeled.

"Brother."

"Hmm..." He stretched out his hand unceremoniously and pushed Fang Zimo, who had just got up, to the ground again, and looked down at him: "Senior brother is so cute."

Fang Zimo, who was still in a trance because of the plot, was pushed in a daze. No matter how dull he was, he understood that he had been treated unfairly.When Bai Nianchen reached out his hand again, intending to lift his jaw and look into his eyes, he was immediately waved away by someone.

Watching Fang Zimo calmly struggling to get up again, trying to move towards the wooden door, he didn't have the slightest worry until he was burned by the magic circle on the door frame and fell to the ground again.

Although it is impossible to learn those sect skills, it is still possible to draw symbols and seals with spiritual power alone.

When he didn't know his identity and was confused and unable to practice the exercises, Bai Nianchen spent a lot of time studying the spells.Most of the disciples are pursuing the improvement of their cultivation base, while ignoring the auxiliary props, so it is not difficult to borrow the secret books about spells in the sect's library.

At least this door, no one in the inn can open it.

"You...don't come here, I might do something to you." It was difficult for the body to continue to move, and Fang Zimo's consciousness had been invaded by the strange feeling that gradually spread up and down his body.I just instinctively want to get out of here.

"Oh? Brother, what else can you do to me like this."

Cool fingers maliciously penetrated into Fang Zimo's neck, absorbing the warmth there, causing Fang Zimo to shrink back hard. The younger generation encountered the restraint of the room, and his body was bounced back again, as if throwing himself into his arms Hug in general.

The pain was mixed with thousands of acupuncture-like sensations on the skin, which completely deprived Fang Zimo of his ability to think, and he did not forget the purpose of 'leaving here'.

No matter what, he couldn't escape, Bai Nianchen didn't want to waste any more time, he simply pulled him up, trying to make him look into his eyes again.

"Qi Guan Buxia, you bastard..."

"Brother, what did you say?"

It's not an illusion, Bai Nianchen clearly heard this sentence when he held Fang Zimo's cheeks.Bai Nianchen couldn't help but pay attention to the completely unfamiliar name, which he had never heard before, but came from the mouth of Fang Zimo who had lost his self-awareness.

"Senior brother, wake up and tell me who Qi Guan Buxia is?"

"Brother?"

Unwillingly shaking Fang Zimo's head, trying to get more specific information from his thirty-year-old eyes, but Fang Zimo couldn't hear anything except a faint gasp.

The bright red lips parted slightly, opened and closed twice, making Bai Nianchen get closer: "Brother, tell me who he is?"

"It's a bastard..."

Then, there was no movement at all.

His fair face was already blushing, and his eyes turned red after struggling.Just when Bai Nianchen was about to give up on the questioning and intended to hug Fang Zimo, the wooden door that he thought was well laid out was pushed open without a sound.

"who?"

"No wonder, there is always a fox smell."