Everyone is Secretly in Love with Me

As the saying goes, misfortunes never come singly.Lin Zhizhi hadn't been there for a while, worrying about the sudden blackening of his future apprentice (?), when another person who upset him suddenly appeared in the room.

The man lay lazily on Lin Zhizhi's bed, turned sideways and looked thoughtfully at the dazed black-haired boy.This pose perfectly highlights the graceful curve from his chin to his neck. His long wine-red lustrous hair is curled around his fingertips by the man, carrying an indescribable charm.His legs were so long that they almost spanned the entire bed, and it wasn't enough, so he could only bend his knees aggrievedly.

Cang Lun's realm is too high, Lin Zhizhi didn't even notice when he first appeared.When he inadvertently turned his head and saw that there was an extra person on his bed, the usually calm (not) young master of the Lin family was shocked.

Seeing that he had been discovered, Cang Lun had a faint smile on his lips: "We meet again."

Except for special ethnic groups, the demon world has always been that the higher the level, the more humanoid it is.Therefore, Lord Mozun's appearance can truly be said to be the best in the Three Realms, beautiful and not weak.This little smile is like a blooming poppy, dangerous and deadly.

Lin Zhizhi was not well, he jumped up from the chair and subconsciously moved away from this man: "When did you come?"

The man looked at him a little funny.He is like a little beast that has encountered a strong enemy. Even if he knows he can't beat him, he still keeps his eyes wide open and stretches out his paws to scratch—Cang Lun couldn't help but want to tease him: "You say Woolen cloth?"

Accompanied by this teasing remark, there was a powerful force field.

The coercion belonging to the Venerable approached Lin Zhizhi little by little, slowly approached, and then oppressed——

I can resist success, isn't it a demon king? Can't fall down, can't, can't QAQ...

Lin Zhizhi kept repeating these words in his heart, and the protective shield formed by the aura around him had been broken like a bamboo shoot, and he was relying entirely on the pressure of his body to bear this coercion.

The coercion became stronger and stronger, and Lin Zhizhi only felt his bones creaking all over his body.The golden body formed by the perfect foundation is quite reluctant to compete with it——

Then the black-haired boy gritted his teeth.Facing the famous master of the demon world, there was a sense of intense excitement in his eyes, and his black eyes were shining brightly.Then there was a flash of blue light, and the Immortal Wen Sword came out of its sheath, carrying a thunderous light, and opened the aura shield by itself.The coercion instantly crushed his left shoulder!The moment the golden blood gushed out, the sword directly cut towards Cang Lun.

Cang Lun was obviously attracted by him like this.The man raised his hand slowly, and the Immortal Sword stopped in mid-air, trying to struggle with lightning radiance, but he still couldn't break free.

Lin Zhizhi snorted, the severe pain in his left shoulder made him pale, and he was only relying on willpower to hold on.

The man came to him and raised his eyebrows displeased at his weak appearance.Then he bit his fingertips, and a drop of dark red blood floated in front of him.

The lines on this drop of blood flowed, deep and incomprehensible—if Cang Lun was not in charge, this drop of blood would cause visions when it appeared, and nothing could contain it except Wannian Xuanyu.Characters like Mo Zun and Dao Zun, whose cultivation base has become more advanced, the blood in their bodies is like a small shadow of a cultivation base, which can kill everything.

Lord Mozun moved a little further away, and the mystery of the Dao pattern on the blood was forcibly stripped.

Cang Lun pinched the boy's chin with his slender fingers, forcing him to raise his head.Lin Zhizhi was not timid at all, but his eyes were misty due to the severe pain - and the black behind the mist was extraordinarily bright.

"I really like it when you look at me like this." The man moved closer to him, and the good smell on his body also enveloped Lin Zhizhi.The distance between them was very close, so close that Lin Zhizhi remembered the last experience, and his hair stood on end.

As if he had noticed the abnormality of the black-haired boy, the man gave a low laugh.When he glanced at the other person's painful shoulders from the corner of his eye, the inaudible smile immediately dissipated.

Cang Lun suddenly loosened his grip, and Lin Zhizhi secretly heaved a sigh of relief—but then his eyes blurred, and the drop of blood in midair was swallowed by Lord Mozun, and he kissed him again for passionate lip-tongue sex Entangled.

The man pushed the drop of blood into the boy's throat with the tip of his tongue, licked the other's tongue, and raised his chin so that Lin Zhizhi had to swallow the drop of blood mixed with saliva.

Almost at the moment when the blood disappeared, Lin Zhizhi's left shoulder wound returned to its original state immediately.It’s just that no one cares about this anymore—Cang Lun kisses Lin Zhizhi very attentively.The beautiful white fingers are holding the other person's face, eyes are closed, it is pure that no one has ever seen, as if kissing a beloved lover.

It wasn't until Lin Zhizhi was so suffocated that he couldn't breathe, and the strength of his struggle became stronger and stronger, that he had no choice but to let go with regret.When he opened his eyes again, that bit of sincerity had disappeared.The man wiped the saliva left by the other party jokingly: "This is your punishment for hurting yourself. Remember next time, when you resist me, don't hurt yourself."

Lin Zhizhi turned his face sideways, avoiding Cang Lun's touch, and said angrily, "What exactly do you want to do after you follow me like this?"

Cang Lun thought for a while: "Fuck you?"

Lin Zhizhi: "..."

"Just kidding." The man stood up, twitched the corner of his black clothes in front of Lin Zhizhi's eyes, and lay down on the bed again.

The Wen Xianjian who was still alone in mid-air suddenly lost his restraint, and hurriedly ran back to his master's arms trembling.Lin Zhizhi took back the Immortal Questioning Sword and put it into the Qiankun Ring——Lin Zhizhi has nothing to do with Lord Mozun now.You can't fight and fight, and you can't run away. If you really resist, the opponent can kill him with one hand!He is not afraid of death, but the problem is that there is no point in dying like this—he was in distress when he heard another topic being lazily brought up by the man on the bed: "Do you like Yaxuan?"

Lin Zhizhi: "... What did you say?"

"That kid really likes you." Cang Lun leaned against the head of the bed, and pulled Lin Zhizhi's quilt over his body.The look seemed to continue casually, "He is very sad now, don't you go to comfort him?"

"..." Lin Zhizhi didn't want to pay attention to him at all, so he just sat on the ground, closed his eyes, and waited to see when Cang Lun would leave.

"That's right, unrequited love has no right to ask you to take care of his mood. So you don't like him anymore? Do you have someone you like?"

Lin Zhizhi didn't want to talk much at first, but Cang Lun asked more and more questions, and the questions he asked were like a donkey running with its hooves loose, unscrupulous.The black-haired boy opened his eyes unbearably: "Why are you so concerned about my affairs? Aren't you a Demon Lord? Now that the battle in the human world is tense, why don't you go and see? What's special about me, you want to treat me like this? "

Cang Lun looked like he was half asleep.The light shone mischievously in from the window, casting mottled shadows on the man's face, beautiful and quiet: "Can you guess the reason?"

Lin Zhizhi expressed his powerlessness to his Tai Chi answer.

Mozun refused to say anything, could he force it?

The favorability system can't reveal the key information - Cang Lun's favorability is like this: [*favorability index 30, attitude is interested. 】

Yes, this guy's favorability is preceded by a small asterisk=皮=! —— Lin Zhizhi didn't understand what this meant, he just planned to call out the system to ask after Cang Lun left.

Seeing Lin Zhizhi's refusal to speak, Cang Lun put forward several mind-blowing hypotheses, such as "people of your age will probably" have worse ears than the other—until the young master of the Lin family finally responded positively to Ya Xuan's thoughts: "He doesn't have much contact with people, it's just that his feelings are confused, let him calm down and he will figure it out."

Mozun greatly sneered at Lin Zhizhi's thoughts: "Why do you always want to escape?"

Who the hell escaped?Isn't this normal thinking?

Lin Zhizhi thought to himself.

The man's eyes were deep, and his powerful spiritual power formed a net. He dragged Lin Zhizhi to the bed and turned over to hold him down. He put one hand on the black-haired boy's heart.I don't know if it was Lin Zhizhi's illusion, but his voice was rarely filled with cold anger: "Don't you feel that you lack a little emotion?"

Lack of emotion?

Lin Zhizhi slammed into the other's dark red eyes, sneered, and collapsed backwards.

——For an innocent young man like himself who wanted to go to see the young lady next door since he was a child, and was often framed by gay friends because of this, Lin Zhizhi really didn't feel that he lacked affection, he even felt that he was a little emotional! ——I believe his father who hates iron and steel thinks so too.

Cang Lun's strong knees squeezed the thighs of the person under him, pressed against his crotch, and his fingers ran over the other's chest inch by inch, finally stopped on the heart, and asked softly: "Have you ever loved anyone? "

Lin Zhizhi felt the man's palm pressed tightly against his heart, and he could end his own life as long as he spit out spiritual power—this had nothing to do with willpower, he trembled almost subconsciously.

"It looks like it's gone." Cang Lun just attached himself to Lin Zhizhi, covered the boy's eyes with his hands, kissed his forehead and said, "Do you want to make a deal with me?"

"What deal?"

"You really want to become stronger. I'm here to help you become stronger, and you are responsible for satisfying me." The man ignored the touch of the boy's eyelashes rubbing against his palm, smiled and retracted his hand, and said.

His voice is bewitching and sweet, just like the humming of a monster under the abyss, making people unable to help but throw themselves into the trap.

Lin Zhizhi's eyes froze for a moment, and then recovered quickly: "I don't need your help."

"You will need it." Cang Lun blinked—this kind of playful gesture was almost a foul for him! "Come to double cultivation?"

Lin Zhizhi: "..."

"Dual cultivation with me can solve your physical seizures from time to time, and you can also absorb spiritual power from me, which is of great benefit to you—" Lord Mozun dragged his tone.He lifted Lin Zhizhi's skirt and took a bite on his delicate collarbone, "As for me, I just want to see if these eyes will be the same... bright when you cum."

Cang Lun's words are euphemistic, so what's the point of this?It simply provided Lin Zhizhi with a way to spin up to the sky at high speed—who is Cang Lun?There is no need to mention status and skill.

There are many books on the kung fu of the devil world, and there are many classics on double cultivation.If it is really the double cultivation he said, then the weak must benefit.If Lin Zhizhi really double-cultivated with him, then the improved skill might be able to break through alchemy in one go—in ordinary sects, monks in the alchemy realm are already qualified to become elders!Some monks have died of old age in the late foundation establishment stage throughout their lives, unable to enter the threshold of the alchemy stage.

Lin Zhizhi felt a little bit uncomfortable from being bitten. He tried to push the man's arm away with some force, but he didn't expect it to succeed—Cang Lun obviously didn't use his spiritual power.With some connivance and pampering, he let the other party out of control: "Think about it."

"There's no need to think about it at all, I won't agree." Lin Zhizhi replied firmly.

"Wait and see." Cang Lun nodded and disappeared in place.

Lin Zhizhi understood what the other party meant—his charming physique had already occurred once.After the second attack, who can save him again?Presumably when the time comes, he will be able to ask him to fuck without the other party doing anything.

Presumably, the only way to leave the Biyun Sect before the next attack of the Charming Physique is to join the so-called "Twelve Heavenly Cloud Sects" and leave Cang Lun's sight—or the master can hear the news and come forward on his own initiative.

Lin Zhizhi touched the sucked marks on his collarbone, lowered his eyelashes, took out a healing medicine from the Qiankun ring and swallowed it.After the place was restored to new, he released his spiritual consciousness expressionlessly, and took out the things he bought from the elixir pavilion.

While browsing through the "Elementary Alchemy Handbook" at an extremely fast speed, he was talking to the system in his mind.

Lin Zhizhi first greeted him after waking up according to the usual practice. The system said that he didn't have much to do with it, as long as the host gave him a few favorable points. Within a short period of time, it is quite a strong record to quickly brush up a person's favorability to almost full, and it is the key to its ability to wake up.At the end, I also reminded me tactfully that gaining favorability is a kind of goodwill, but don't go too far - the blackening value is a rather scary thing.

Lin Zhizhi collapsed: "Please don't mention it!!"

System: "This is a good thing =v=."

Lin Zhizhi: "Leave that aside, I just want to ask the man just now—did you see it? Why is his performance different from others?"

The system replied: "He is very special, I can't see through him. Sometimes he displays normally, but sometimes makes my data overlap... His value may not be correct, the host please pay more attention."

Lin Zhizhi understood these words for himself, and the translation is as follows:

#cherish life, stay away from demons#

The young master of the Lin family nodded, ready to engrave this sentence on his forehead.

The system was either sleeping or on its way to sleeping.It’s rare to wake up at this time (…), and still a little excited, watching Lin Zhizhi seriously studying medicine refining, simulating the basic techniques of Sky Continent, jumping up and down: "Master, you are refining medicine?"

Lin Zhizhi said "En" casually: "Didn't you see it? When you were in the secret realm, where the inheritance was-speaking of it, you still have credit for it, such as gaining favorability."

"Oh oh oh, I remembered... The favorability that time gave me a lot of energy. The master's alchemy skills should be even stronger now, right?"

"Why do you ask this all of a sudden?"

"At that time, the secret realm was forcibly torn apart, and the remaining consciousness was not enough for it to continue to support it. It should be given the remaining energy to the person with the highest sympathy at that time..."

The black-haired boy stopped his movements, thinking of his talent for grass and trees that had advanced by leaps and bounds: "It is indeed a qualitative leap."

Originally, Lin Zhizhi still had some inexplicable reasons why his talent for refining medicine was so different between his childhood and his current one—if the system hadn't taken the initiative to speak up, he might have been kept in the dark forever.In matters of cultivation, the young master of the Lin family did not take the initiative to ask the system for help—most of the time, he was groping along the path of cultivation alone.

He doesn't want other people's ways to affect himself.He wanted to embark on a brand new path that truly belonged to him.

Lin Zhizhi spent one night to familiarize himself with the ingredients of the alchemy formula in Yuntian Continent, and refine the two types of elixirs in the alchemy formula.During the rest of alchemy, he did not waste any time in meditation.

The outer door manager didn't bother him, and he didn't go out of the room very much.Only one day a week later, Lin Zhizhi went to the Spirit Medicine Pavilion at the foot of the mountain again, took a few pills, and then came back to retreat.

When he left the customs a month later, Lin Zhizhi had already returned to and surpassed his original cultivation base with the help of top-grade spirit stones and a large number of Yunling pills, breaking through the middle stage of foundation establishment.

During this period of time, Lin Zhizhi's life was very ordinary.

Yaxuan didn't take the initiative to look for him, maybe he was thinking about it - Lin Zhizhi thought optimistically.

Cang Lun is also missing, maybe someone usurped the throne in the Demon Realm and was killed - Lin Zhizhi thought more optimistically (...).

Contrary to Lin Zhizhi's place, Biyunmen has been very lively recently.

The first is that among the newly recruited disciples in this class, there is a disciple who has a very high talent, but he has just stepped into the fourth level of the Qi Refining Stage, and has just entered the Dao of the Sword.Such talents even attracted the attention of a famous powerful swordsman outside the sect, who was full of praise.

The second is that an elder from the Qingfeng Sect brought his disciples to Biyun Sect as a guest.Qing Fengzong is one of the twelve Tianyun sects, ranking tenth.Although its strength has declined seriously in recent years, it is still ranked among the holy sects after all, and its strength is far from comparable to such small sects as Biyun sect.

At that moment, the head of the Biyun Sect treated each other as honored guests, and held a grand banquet—somewhat strangely, this group of people did not refuse anyone who came.Among them, Yan Lei, the elder's personal disciple, even visited every corner of Biyunmen with enthusiasm.

Naturally, Lin Zhizhi didn't know about these gossip (?).He practiced every day, and did not interact with outsiders, and lived a life of pure asceticism.In Lin Zhizhi's plan, when his cultivation reaches a certain level, he can use the channel of the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion to make himself famous as an alchemist...

It's just that he didn't expect that this opportunity would come to his door before he went to find Mr. Qian.

On a rainy afternoon, the black-haired boy opened the door, planning to go to the cultivation market down the mountain again.Just when he came to the cliff by the mountain, a man who seemed to have known him before [Yan Lei, favorability index 65, attitude is finally found you, fortunately I didn't give up], stopped him with a happy face.

——For many years to come, Yan Lei always remembered that day.

The scenery around Biyun Gate is very beautiful, especially after it has been irrigated by rain, the entire mountain peak is full of verdant greenery.In the outer valley where people rarely come and go, the hazy mist is like the silk on the waist of a fairy, enveloping the whole world.

And the boy standing on the edge of the mountain is more beautiful than these.

The green shirt is upright, the glow is beautiful and the moon is charming, Zhuo Zhuo is better than the spring moon willow.

Then he turned his head, as if he had been disturbed, and looked at Yan Lei with an unhappy expression.

If it wasn't for some rationality left, Yan Lei would have thought that the other party was the mountain spirit of this emerald valley.

"Wait a minute, fellow daoist, I... I..." Yan Lei was blinded by the sight of a stranger just like that—he was bathed in the sight of the other person, shouting in his heart to stop looking at me I am speechless!He twitched a few times, "We met before, do you remember? I nearly dug the entire Biyun Gate into the ground just to find you."

Lin Zhizhi's face is bewildered.JPG.

Seeing that Lin Zhizhi didn't respond, Yan Lei continued to try to recall the memory of the other party: "On the second floor of the Lingyao Pavilion. At that time, my junior sister and I were evaluating the magic weapon, and you came upstairs at that time. Another time, in the market, I I followed you and wanted to call you, but in a blink of an eye you disappeared..."

There is still a bit of grievance between the words.

Lin Zhizhi thought about it, it seemed that there was one time.He thought that he had taken too many pills and was being targeted, so he used some small methods to lead them away.Thinking of this, he asked directly: "What do you want me to do?"

Have you even found Biyunmen?

Yan Lei stepped forward to salute, and said solemnly: "I would like to ask you, whether those highly integrated Peiyuan Pills were all made by you?"

Lin Zhizhi smiled, "What if it's me, so what if it's not me?"

"I don't have any malicious intentions. I just want to give friends a great opportunity. I wonder if I can find a place where there is no one to talk about?" Yan Lei, as a big disciple, is obviously good at fanning the flames and selling his teammates cheeky, but I don't know. Why, my throat is a little dry this time.

Lin Zhizhi thought for a while, and there was still an hour before the spirit beast noodles in the Xiuzhen Market Tea House sold out. After deducting the time spent on the road, he returned to the house: "Half an hour."

When Yan Lei followed him into the small black room and closed the door silently, Senior Brother Yan, who has always been a girl killer, always felt that he had opened the door to a new world...