Everyone is Secretly in Love with Me

Xuan Hua's tone was very soft, but also very clear.

It's just that Lin Zhizhi didn't hear anything clearly in a trance, he only felt that this could relieve his headache, he felt more comfortable, so he nodded in a daze.

Next, Lin Zhizhi fell into a period of spring.in a dream.

Xuan Hua's usually calm hands trembled a little, and he carefully untied the boy's clothes.The man first pecked lightly on the other's lips, and after seeing that the other party showed no signs of disgust, he probed deeper.

Lin Zhizhi wrapped his arms around his neck, opened his mouth obediently, and let the other party plunder.

This is the first time Xuanhua has not touched Lin Zhizhi under the influence of his physique, so it is more real.

People in a dream, without the restraint of reason, are often the most honest.

Just like Lin Zhizhi at this time, he responded enthusiastically to every action.

……

——Lin Zhizhi felt that he had a long, long dream.

In that dream, he was unable to move for some reason, only a little instinctive consciousness remained.

He seemed to be lying on someone's body, and then did some strange things - but he didn't resist, because that person's hands were cold, but he was hot and comfortable to the touch, and he still wanted the other person Explore more places.

Then that person continued for a long, long time, and then a stream of energy entered his body——with this aura entering his body, Lin Zhizhi could feel that his body temperature was dropping, and when it reached the right temperature, a pair of gentle His hands are combing the injured soul for him.

He fell into a deep sleep again, and after staying for a long time, he finally regained his senses, woke up from his sleep, and opened his eyes.

The first thing that caught Lin Zhizhi's eyes was a dark curtain, the color embroidery was somewhat familiar, but it was not his bed.Lin Zhizhi stood up a little bit, looked outside, and saw a bowl of medicine on a round wooden table, and the sunlight came in through the window, illuminating the tiny particles in the air.

The black-haired boy tried to get up, but the quilt slipped from his chest, revealing the white underwear——Lin Zhizhi shook his head, his memory still stuck in the stage of being attacked by the demons.He thought he would be in pain, but he didn't feel any pain at all, only his waist was a little sore.

This is... has someone saved him?Master?

Lin Zhizhi didn't think much about it at first, and first looked inside to see how his injury was. What made him dumbfounded was that his Nascent Soul, which was almost half eaten, was not only intact, but it was moistened and grew bigger again. One lap - it's like taking some fast growth pills.Except for Yuanshen, all the wounds on his body healed without leaving any traces.Not only that, what's even more frightening is——

He, Lin Zhizhi, fell asleep inexplicably, from the early stage of Nascent Soul to the late stage of Nascent Soul? ?

This is usually a plot to lie to children in novels, okay? ! !It's not the Qi refining period, the spiritual energy needed is pitifully small, and the talented and intelligent can break through after a night's sleep—this is the Nascent Soul stage!Some great monks will stay in the initial stage of Nascent Soul until they die!Not to mention crossing two realms at once!

Lin Zhizhi's face was perplexed. jpg, he almost thought that his memory had made a mistake, and the meeting gift given to him by the demons was not a dying struggle, but a shot of a perfect and great tonic pill.

#He suspects the memory is false#

#My own brain is also fake#

While he was reviewing his memory, Xuan Hua pushed the door open and entered, seeing that he was awake, he walked towards the bed, took the bowl of medicine and put it on the small table next to the ice bed.Immediately afterwards, the man held his hand, and after feeling the coolness, some spiritual energy passed over to keep him warm.

Lin Zhizhi looked at the dusty face of his master, and thought of the scene he thought was a spring dream (...), it was difficult to bring Xuanhua into it—but Lin Zhizhi felt a little uncomfortable in that place all over his body, And although the traces on the skin on the arms and neck are very faint, they still exist after all.So the black-haired boy withdrew his fingers under the quilt and tightened a little, his lips were still a little pale, and he opened his lips and said, "Master, you rescued me before?"

Xuanhua picked up the medicine bowl on the side, scooped up a spoonful of the medicinal juice mixed with the healing pill, and handed it to Lin Zhizhi's mouth: "Well, I should go with you that day, the demons are so cunning, your You don’t have enough experience, so be more careful.”

Dao Zun's hand had always held a sword, but now he held the medicine bowl for him, which made Lin Zhizhi feel some inexplicable tenderness.He opened his lips to hold the mouthful of the medicinal juice, but he was so bitter that he almost spit it out in the next second——

Under Xuanhua's close sight, Lin Zhizhi bravely defeated himself, and forcibly swallowed the explosively bitter concoction on the back of his tongue.

Xuanhua looked at the rare complaining eyes of the young man in front of him, and felt a little strange, a sporadic smile floated in his purple eyes: "Is it bitter?"

Lin Zhizhi nodded vigorously.

——To be honest, this has gone beyond the scope of "bitterness", he suspected that Xuanhua must have secretly added bitterness to it!

The man lowered his head, and kissed Lin Zhizhi forcefully but tenderly, prying.Open each other's lips.Tongue, suck together.Suck the bitterness of the medicine juice that has not faded from his mouth.After searching around for a while, Xuanhua just quit, affirming: "It's a bit bitter, but this is how you remember it."

Lin Zhizhi: "..."

#He now thinks that this master is probably a fake#

#No, it must be a fake#

The fake master Xuanhua took another spoonful of concoction and handed it to the other party.This time Lin Zhizhi resolutely refused to drink any more. He stood in a stalemate for a while, looked at the pale sick beauty on the other side, and was not willing to force him anymore, so he put the medicine bowl aside, and looked back at Lin Zhizhi: "How are you feeling now?"

Lin Zhizhi was using the aura to circulate in the body for a big cycle, and the Nascent Soul in the dantian was also fed by the master, and he was fat and white. He responded: "There is no injury, and the skill has also improved in turn. It's just that the master, I...why did I change from the early stage of Nascent Soul to the late stage? It's you, Master..."

He hesitated and dragged out the tone, not finishing what he said.

Xuanhua calmly took over the conversation: "I have double cultivated with you."

Lin Zhizhi: "..."

I, and, you, double, repaired.

#Shizun, don't say such things in such a calm tone! #

——It's no wonder that his cultivation and injuries have improved so quickly. Judging from Xuanhua's strength that has already reached the stage of transforming gods, as No.1 in the human world, raising him to such a level can only be regarded as a little effort, more The benefits are still reflected in Xuanhua's understanding of the Dao realm, which takes time to gradually understand.

Xuanhua continued to narrate the scene at that time: "Your injuries are too serious. If you go to Tianchi to get the spirit grass, it may be too late, and it will affect your cultivation base. Only the way of dual cultivation with me can make you recover quickly. I I also asked you, you nodded, and I..."

Lin Zhizhi continued to look frightened: "..."

——In his incomplete memory, he seemed to... at that time... indeed... nodded...

Xuanhua could see his thoughts from the face of the young man in front of him: "You don't remember?"

Lin Zhizhi nodded and shook his head. After struggling for a long time, he finally nodded slightly.

The man didn't seem to have any emotions similar to "disappointment" or "sadness", as if he knew it a long time ago, he chose to avoid this topic without asking.Xuanhua stretched out his hand to check the temperature of the other party's forehead, and said lightly: "You'd better cultivate for two more days, the injury of Yuanshen needs rest."

Lin Zhizhi obediently agreed.

Xuanhua stood up, picked up the medicine bowl at the side, and was about to walk outside.

For some reason, Lin Zhizhi saw the back of his master, and suddenly thought of the memory picture that had been flashing back in his mind all the time - he could not see the face of the protagonist in it, but he felt very similar to Xuanhua.

This feeling became even stronger after he entered the late stage of Nascent Soul, as if if he could go one step further and step into the Ascension of God Transformation, he might be able to see what the man in his memory looked like.

Such thoughts disappeared in a flash, and Lin Zhi subconsciously reached out and grabbed the corner of the master's clothes, not wanting to let him go away.

He used very little strength, Xuanhua could shake off his hand with just a swipe - but Dao Zun stopped the moment he touched it, and looked back at the black-haired boy on the bed.

Lin Zhizhi's black hair hung down his shoulders, against his already pale complexion, the contrast seemed a bit strong, giving him a pitiful and weak feeling.

Xuanhua didn't make a sound, and asked Lin Zhizhi with his eyes - the black-haired boy returned the same confused eyes, wet black, and Dao Zun immediately surrendered.

He returned to the bed, covered him with a quilt, watched him lie down, covered Lin Zhizhi's eyelids with his hands, and said softly, "Sleep, I'm here."

Lin Zhizhi also felt a little tired. After all, the injury on the primordial spirit still needed a good rest. He blinked, wiped away the layer of moisture in his eye sockets, and closed his eyes obediently.

His eyelashes touched Xuanhua's palm, causing the man to withdraw his hand in surprise.

Lord Dao Zun looked down at his palm, then turned his gaze back to Lin Zhizhi who was on the bed, and leaned quietly to one side, accompanying him to sleep.

……

In the next few days, Lin Zhizhi stayed in Xuanhua Cave Mansion to recuperate.

Tianlu Daoist already knew about his being attacked by a traitor, and after hearing that he had recovered, he specially brought many treasures and elixir to visit him—although Xuanhua stopped him at first, but because Tianlu Daoist was Bringing several elders and disciples from Yuntian Continent to come together, Xuanhua also gave him this face and asked him to bring people in and out of his cave.

On the day they came, Lin Zhizhi was dressed in white and was sitting at the table, holding a scroll of Taoist scriptures left by Xuanhua and meditating.

Daoist Tianlu arrived and asked him warmly: "I know, are you okay? If something really happened, I would be a sinner of Jianzong——"

Lin Zhizhi quickly waved his hands and said, "I'm fine now, but my skills have improved to a higher level because of this. The master master doesn't need to blame himself."

Tianlu Daoist said: "How can I not blame myself! If it weren't for Lord Dao Zun, you would have fallen into our own hands. Don't worry, the Supreme Elder and I have already started to strictly investigate the internal thieves-these people are more powerful than demons." The family is even more hateful."

When Lin Zhizhi heard this, he suddenly asked, "Uncle Master, what's the situation outside now?"

The young master of the Lin family remembered that the day he had just gone to fight against the demons, Master Luming said that the demonic energy could no longer be contained. He also saw the pervasive demonic energy on Xiangyun Mountain. In addition, Xuanhua often went out these few days. It made him more concerned with the outside world——every time he asked Master, Master said that he should heal the injury first, which was very perfunctory.

Hearing Lin Zhizhi's words, Tianlu Daoist and Changlu Daoist from Qing Fengzong looked at each other, and said with a wry smile: "Even to visit you, we have to wait a couple of days before we can spare some time, naturally we can't say good."

Changlu Daoist added on the side: "The demons have been preparing for this invasion for at least thousands of years. Their monks are cruel and cunning. On the other hand, our human monks are always passive. Many small and medium-sized sects are completely unable to resist and have been wiped out. .”

"Fortunately, there are still the Sea Clan. In the oceanic territory, even the Demon Clan cannot forcibly invade the Sea Clan." Tianlu Daoist said, "In some places, we have to give up. There are Demon Clan passages in all four continents, and there is no place for peace. Fortunately, we teamed up in time—now in this human world, you have Xuanhua in charge here, and Cang Lun would be afraid to come here in person. I’m afraid it’s the safest place. Don’t worry, how long will we last? There is still some strength in the past year, and it is good to rest in peace."

Lin Zhizhi just wanted to emphasize once again that he was healed and could go to the battlefield to help Jianzong, when he heard a voice behind him calmly: "Tianlu is right, Zhizhi, you can rest for a few more days."

Lin Zhizhi: "..."

——He always feels that Master has a tendency to raise him as a pig (xi) cub (fu) these days...

For example, now, Xuanhua holds a cup of fairy liquid in his hand, puts it in front of Lin Zhizhi, and watches him drink it.

Sometimes because the liquid medicine is too bitter, Lin Zhizhi will argue that he has already healed from his injuries and has overflowed with nutrients. Every time Xuanhua will insist on watching him drink it, and if he insists a bit more, the master will take the liquid medicine by mouth.

"Ah!!" The moment Xuanhua appeared, a scream came from behind Changlu Daoist, it was actually Yan Lei.

Yan Lei stared wide-eyed, looking at Xuanhua, what he saw in his eyes was the shadow of the big purple-clothed devil (?), but what appeared in his mind was the Daoist Lord whom he had always admired more than his own master—— —

They are actually one person? !

Lord Dao Zun is the devil, and the devil is Lord Dao Zun? !

Master Changlu covered his apprentice's mouth with his hands, and sighed in embarrassment: "My lord, please don't care about it. I have little knowledge."

When the elders of Yuntian Continent formed an alliance with Luoxian Sword Sect, they had already met Xuanhua—and they also knew that the devil who moved Yuntian was him (...).

After all the Yuntian monks knew Xuanhua's true face, they had completely given up the idea of ​​revenge (?).Only a few people asked Xuanhua why he wanted to snatch herbal medicine books out of curiosity—for the sake of forming an alliance, Xuanhua reluctantly gave an answer: "The apprentice needs it."

Daoist Changlu was moved by this earth-shattering master-student friendship on the spot, and reflected on himself-every time Yan Lei pestered him for more cheats of Danfang, he was always very stingy; Respect master and apprentice, as long as the apprentice wants, give him back.

Every time Yan Lei is injured, Changlu Daoist always throws a bottle of wound medicine to him to settle the matter; and look at the Daoist Master, who is by his side every day and night, and treats him gently, I am afraid that it will not be good for his future daughter-in-law Is that so?

Master Changlu still remembered the appearance of Lord Dao Zun when he learned of Lin Zhizhi's accident, and the evil spirit that erupted at that moment might not even be comparable to Cang Lun.

He almost immediately planned his position in his heart, and with the importance Xuanhua attached to Lin Zhizhi, he would not be able to provoke him if he provoked anyone.

Xuanhua naturally wouldn't care about Yan Lei, he just watched Lin Zhizhi finish drinking the fairy liquid, messed up his long hair that he had just tied up as a reward, his usually emotionless eyes softened, like a pair of sweethearts Beautiful purple gemstone.

Changlu Zhenren didn't know why, but he always felt like being sprinkled with dog food when he looked at it—well, it was an illusion, right?

Yan Lei doesn't know why, but when he looks at it, he always feels a sense of envy of #别人家的师尊#—well, this must not be an illusion!

In this way, Lin Zhizhi unknowingly showed his affection in front of his elders and old acquaintances, and even led himself into the ditch.He stayed in Xuanhua Cave Mansion for half a month, and he didn't leave his master until he absorbed all the techniques taught by Xuanhua himself and could truly display the strength of the late Nascent Soul.

While Lin Zhizhi was recuperating, the progress of the battle between humans and demons was also increasing step by step. Countless blood was shed in all directions of the human world, and the battle became more and more intense.

Lin Zhizhi followed the command of Daoist Tianlu, and together with Feng Qin and others, he personally fought against the demons.

The young master of the Lin family thought that this would be a protracted war that might last for tens or hundreds of years, but a letter that came out of the blue interrupted his thoughts.

That was a letter of challenge.

From Canglun.

——Master Mozun, who is already tens of thousands of years old, did not invite Dao Zun of the same realm, but came to challenge a 20-year-old young man, Lin Zhizhi.

——Speaking out, I'm afraid it will be a big joke to the world.

And what Lin Zhizhi didn't know was that Fengqin, Jiashu, Su Yu, and Xuanhua all received such letters from the same signature, but their letters were not letters of challenge, but letters of invitation.

Cang Lun invited them to watch the competition between himself and Lin Zhizhi.