On the price to pay for changing the plot

Fu Heng couldn't wait for the man to answer, so sleepy that he didn't even bother to yawn, so he threw himself into his arms and fell asleep.

"┈┈"

Standing in a daze for a moment, Chong Yan picked up the sleeping beauty with a stiff face and went back home.

Tianganmen is one of the best sects in the cultivation world, and as its head, Chong Yan is even more respected. The story of him bringing back the beauty that day naturally spread widely. Everyone in the world of cultivation knows that the head of Tianganmen only favors a beauty They have never seen this legendary beauty, that is to say, they have heard from other people. They only heard that the beauty is like a moon in a cage, jade-like and clear, lazy and recruiting, and Chongyan is even more reluctant to protect her. Let it show up.

In fact, it's not that Chongyan doesn't let Fu Heng appear in front of people, but that his sleepy physique makes him have no time to wake up. Since Zhongyan brought him back, he never woke up. Most of the grass plants in the world like to be lively , running around, but this icy lotus is too lazy to make people outrageous, even opening his eyes feels laborious, which made him gain insight.

In the evening, Chongyan entered the room. He walked to the wall, touched an inconspicuous protrusion, and pressed it lightly. The corner of the wall automatically opened up, and a door appeared, and he walked in. The inside was brightly lit and fully furnished. , The person who fell asleep on the bed remained motionless, with white soles protruding from the quilt, and occasionally groaning up and down.

Walking to the side of the bed, he looked down at the sleeping beauty, unknowingly, the fragrance of lotus was exuded in the subtle exhalation, but the beautiful and thin lips were covered with tiny cracks, which was very dry.

He sighed, covered it for him, then lifted the beauty to lean against his body, pinched a water charm, and summoned a column of water to pour into his mouth.

The movement was small enough, but he didn't expect Fu Heng to be woken up. He blinked and saw that elegant man hugging him, with one hand intending to touch his mouth, his brain twitched immediately, and he turned his hand towards this The man's face was a slap in the face: "Slap!"

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"┈┈" Seeing his complexion darken, Fu Heng ran out of his arms in a hurry and jumped to the ground.

The lotus prints under his feet floated up and down, and the soles of his feet were very graceful and beautiful: "You little boy, what are you trying to do!"

After receiving that slap, Chongyan's brows also turned cold, he bowed and stood up, walked to the door, and closed the door in front of Fu Heng.

"┈┈Damn it!" Fu Hengli immediately realized that he was locked up by that man. He ran a few steps to the wall and touched it several times. He couldn't find a place similar to the switch of the secret passage. He was imprisoned as soon as he came to sleep, no one would feel comfortable, he scratched his head, this action was really hurtful for a beautiful woman with a beautiful and picturesque appearance, he stretched his feet towards the Kicking the wall, there was no reaction, and I concentrated on thinking for a while, various formulas flashed in my mind, and then merged into my body.

He recited the formula silently, sparks flickered in his hands, and instantly smashed towards the wall. The wall did not change at all when it touched the sparks, only a few scratches were added.

Fu Heng's move took a lot of energy, and his body was also exhausted. Seeing that he couldn't get out, he shook his sleepy head, climbed onto the bed and began to rest his mind. When his consciousness drifted away, a vague figure came forward. Unable to lift his head, he could only mutter, "Who?"

The man didn't say anything, and after a pause for a few seconds, he sat down on the side of the bed, supported his waist and let him lean on his body, "Eat something before going to sleep."

Fu Hengcai didn't want to pay any more attention to it, grabbed the long hair hanging by his side with one hand, and put the other on the man's chest, sobbing aggrievedly, "I want to sleep..."

That person really stopped talking, and Fu Heng gradually sank into darkness.

Chong Yan looked down at the unusually docile beauty at this time, his face was still not satisfied with his body, and slowly moved up to his neck until it stopped.He was still talking intermittently in his mouth, and the heat of the lotus fragrance was scattered there, making his heart itch slightly.

He looked at the porcelain bottle in his hand, and it contained Bigu Dan. This guy has slept for so many days and hasn't eaten anything. It's time to feed him. Otherwise, if he accidentally starved to death, it would be a joke by then. Well, the only ice lotus in the world got such a death.What a waste of money.

Pinch the beauty's chin, apply a little force, and the lips opened a small slit, from the angle of the self-respecting Yan, you can vaguely see the small and tender tongue inside, he twisted his mind, and poured out a bigu pill from the bottle Put it into the beauty's mouth, and with a small lift of the jaw, the elixir slipped into the beauty's stomach.

When he was about to put him back on the bed again, Fu Heng didn't cooperate very much. Who would want to sleep in a cold bed with a good heater? His delicate fingers stretched over Chong Yan's neck, and then tied it tightly. , the body also got closer, without leaving a gap, and the delicate cheek was nestled on the side of the man's neck, obediently like a cat.

Chongyan has been cultivating immortals for many years, and there are very few people close to him, and even fewer such passionate beauties are hidden in his arms. He could have pulled away those two soft arms with all his heart, but when he touched the cold But he couldn't get rid of his skin, the beauty born with ice roots was abnormally cold, and it was more common to be afraid of the cold. I just don't know how he survived those thousands of years in the mirror of the barren north, and he could still melt Take human form.

After staying like this for about a cup of tea, the temperature on Fu Heng's body was still very low. After pondering for a while, he poked Fu Heng's body, and he quickly returned to his original form. Chong Yan put it in his sleeve, and then Out of the secret room.

An example of Chongyan's daily routine is sitting in meditation. After going back and forth like this for several hours, Fu Heng in his sleeve can't stay still. It has been several hours in such a confined space, and he is already bored. breathable.

Just at this time, someone outside the door said, "Master!"

"come in."

So when the man opened the door and came in, Fu Hengteng's incarnate human body sat on Chong Yan's body, wrapped his arms around his neck intimately, and hummed a few times.

"..."

"...Si Hui, you go out first," Chong Yan's voice stiffened, every word and every word seemed to be gnashing his teeth.

"...Yes, Master," Si Hui's dark eyes swept across Fu Heng's sleeping pink and soft face, and turned to go out.

Chong Yan waited for the big disciple to go out, then he withdrew the arms around his neck without hesitation, and said coldly, "Who told you to come out?"

If ordinary people heard these words, they would definitely tremble with fright, but Fu Heng is not in a normal state. He looked sleepily at Chong Yan who was faintly angry, and then put his hands on him again, and he was very shameless He poked into his underwear, and when he touched the other's warm skin, he pressed against his neck and said, "Don't talk, it's so noisy..."

When he opened and closed his mouth, he inevitably touched Chong Yan's skin, and he felt a burst of tenderness before he knew it.

Chongyan stabilized Qingming, saw that the beauty didn't seem to be afraid of him at all, she closed her eyes and acted like a baby to herself, it gave her a headache, the key to telling him how to talk to a person who couldn't wake up was not to be ruthless and pull him away.

He supported the beauty's slender waist and got up from the futon. After entering the secret room, he raised clouds in his hands and slowly formed a cloud bed in the air, and put the sleeping beauty into the cloud bed. Covering him tightly, the beauty rolled over comfortably, but there was no more sound.

Chongyan has arrived at the mid-Yuanying period, and will be going into retreat soon. Before going into retreat, he specifically told his disciples not to enter his room at will during his retreat. After all, if he was not in the room, if he accidentally bumped into that beauty, it would be unavoidable. It's just troublesome, it's really hard for an ordinary person to see such a beautiful beauty but not to desire.

In the middle of the night, when Fu Heng was half awake and half asleep, he suddenly heard footsteps approaching. He lost the ability to think in his mind at this moment, and he just thought it was the man who looked like a banished fairy he had seen before, and he was not at all wary.

For a moment, he was lightly carried away from the cloud bed by someone. The person was panting slightly, and the hands holding him were trembling slightly. In an instant, he was pressed down on the bed, and his lips were bitten fiercely. After taking a breath, he woke up suddenly, the man lying on his body and gnawing on him was actually something he had never seen before.

He punched the man straight to the face, knocking the man off the bed, "You're courting death!"

As soon as he said this, the sword appeared in his hand, and he leaned over and stabbed the man who looked at him obsessively.

"Beauties should be drunk on begonia flowers. If you hurt your hand while dancing with a knife, it will be bad." The man leisurely held the sword, his face drooling, and the face of the beauty on the opposite side was full of anger, unparalleled in color .

He retracted his fingers, and Fu Heng turned upside down along with the sword, and then took advantage of the trend, with the beauty in his arms, how not to mess up, and pressed Fu Heng back on the bed wantonly frivolously.

With such a disparity in cultivation, Fu Heng had no chance of winning at all, but he couldn't let others slaughter him. Taking advantage of the man's haste, thin ice needles quietly formed in his hand, and slapped him on the shoulder fiercely.

But the man was extremely vigilant, and returned all the ice needles in Fu Heng's hand back to him with a backhand palm. He was severely injured, Fu Heng twitched in pain, and had no time to think about other things.

"Beauty, I will love you well," the man casually used a tactic to hold him down, touched the belt around his waist and pulled it, then impatiently took off his clothes, and was about to go up and love him well.

"Si Hui! What are you doing!"

Chong Yan came over and dragged the man off Fu Heng's body with force. If it wasn't for the cloud bed's induction, this beauty probably would not have escaped today.

"Master! Master, please forgive me! He seduced me! He seduced me!" Si Hui knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly, but in his mouth, he pushed all the faults on Fu Heng, who was almost exhausted.

"You're talking nonsense!" Fu Heng was furious, this bastard dared to squirt blood, "I was sleeping soundly, you fucking broke in suddenly and hugged me to the bed, if I don't kill you today, I won't be able to get rid of my hatred !"

"You went to the quiet room to think about it for a year." Chong Yan's expression was not very good either, Si Hui was always sensible, but now he did such a stupid thing, fortunately he arrived, otherwise it would be difficult to end if he made a big mistake.

"Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!" Si Hui hurriedly withdrew.

The wound just now had already caused Fu Heng unbearable pain, and now listening to the master-student conversation, the obvious cover-up, he was so angry that he immediately spurted a mouthful of blood from his mouth.