After transmigrating into the book, the heartthrob Shizun lost his horse

"Does your master know that his good disciple has evil intentions towards him?"

"Having this kind of spring dream, how long have you known Master, and how long have you missed him?"

"Are those illusions just made up by yourself, so real, have you tasted it secretly, unforgettable..."

Every time he said a word, Jiang Yu ticked off and went back to think about it.

Obviously, he had been trying hard to restrain himself from thinking about it all day long, and all his previous efforts were wasted all of a sudden, the lingering lips and hot skin all occupied his consciousness again.

Jiang Yu's face was extremely ugly, his hands were clenched into fists, and his arms were weakly resting on his eyes. He didn't want to look at the other party, and he didn't want to be seen through by the other party. He even had difficulty breathing.

He was also doubting himself, repeatedly questioning himself, how unbearable his heart was when he entered such an illusion.

Just when he was distracted, a small crack suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness, and a beam of mixed black and gold light protruded from the crack.That is a sign of someone forcibly entering the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

The Sea of ​​Consciousness is the resting place of a monk's soul, and it stores a monk's most important memory formulas and other things.Even monks don't explore it very often, let alone open it to non-intimate people.

He said those provocative words just now to disturb his mind, so that he could open up the sea of ​​consciousness for him?

But when distracted and entering the sea of ​​consciousness of others, one's own will become weak and flaws will appear.

What is hidden in the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness is worthy of the demon cultivator to explore it at any cost.

Jiang Yu recovered from the chaos.

"If you want to see my sea of ​​consciousness, you might as well be honest with me." He gritted his silver teeth tightly, and grabbed onto the mask of the Demon Lord while he was poking in.

There are not many times when this demon is weak, this may be his only chance!

But before he had time to exert his strength, he was pulled up and pressed tightly against the head of the bed.

This is the absolute gap in spiritual power cultivation!

"You are too weak." The Demon Lord wrapped his arms around his arms with one hand, raised them above his head, and pinned him against the wall, "I gave you a chance."

Jiang Yu looked at him coldly.

Just when Jiang Yu closed his eyes tightly to resist the next blow, a trace of cold softness landed on the corner of his brow, and then slid down between his lips, leaving him as soon as he touched it.

In the next moment, there was a pain between his collarbone, and he didn't need to look to know that someone had branded it there, deep.

Jiang Yu suddenly opened his eyes wide, and sealed the almost overflowing voice between his lips.

The uncontrollable trembling was transmitted from the neck to the deepest part of the brain.

"Look, you can't resist even being violated. This is the price of being weak."

It was like the whisper of a devil, full of temptation: "Let's lose the devil's energy again, become stronger, kill me, and look at the face under my mask."

His right hand opened slightly, and black mist was faintly released.He was not in a hurry, he was waiting for Jiang Yu to beg him.

Why is the plot of the second input of magic energy brought forward?

There was a trace of hesitation on Jiang Yu's expression. He bit his lower lip, stared at the black gas tightly, and sighed as if admitting defeat for a long while, which was followed by a slack in the muscles of his whole body.

He leaned forward slightly, as if signaling the Demon Lord to embrace him, as if he wanted to take the initiative to accept the demon energy.

The Demon Lord was a little surprised, and opened his arms hesitantly.

But in the next second, there was a stabbing pain in his shoulder and neck, and a row of small teeth were carved in.

"This is repayment." Jiang Yu raised his head slightly, squinted his eyes and looked down at him, his blood was still in the corner of his mouth, "I will never sell myself for you."

The Demon Lord silently looked back at him, and after a long while, stretched out his hand to brush over the row of small tooth marks, and drew an indistinct arc at the corner of his mouth.

"I don't need to force you, I'll wait for you to beg me."

He got up and got out of bed, but the pair of dark eyes on the bed were still staring at him closely, extremely vigilant.

He sighed, knowing that the child was frightened and would not dare to sleep tonight, so he simply gave Jiang Yu a sleep technique, so that he could barely sleep peacefully.

Wen Hongjian was still lying by the table.

The Demon Lord's hand brushed lightly from the blade of the sword, golden light flashed, and Wenhong changed back into a human form, with his eyes closed tightly, and he seemed to be still in a deep sleep.

The form of the sword spirit will not grow up, even after a few years, it is such a youthful spirit to meet again, showing two small fangs at every turn.

He had some pity, and wanted to rub the top of Wenhong's head, but after a second thought, his hand stopped in mid-air, changed his movements, and knocked on his head.

"If you dare to touch him again, I won't spare you!"

It's a pity that Wen Hong was suppressed by the changeling spirit technique, and he didn't hear a single word in his deep coma.

It was high in the sun, and there was a lot of noise outside the window, all the maids who were fainted by Wen Hong's spell woke up, making a commotion, and panicked to find someone.

Wen Hong woke up first, and the whole house was in chaos.

what happened?What did you do?Wen Hong pressed his lower lip tightly, feeling a little confused.

He looked out through the cracks in the casement and saw that the door of his house was full of people, and it was impossible to go back to the house.

There was a light knock on the door, and Lan Ru's figure was reflected on the window paper.

Wenhong looked out the window, and then at Jiang Yu who was sleeping on the bed without defense.There was a smile on his lips, and he walked straight to the bed.

Seeing that no one answered the door, Lan Ru was a little worried, so she walked in by herself.Taking a quick look, the whole house is extremely chaotic, the bedding and gauze clothes are scattered all over the floor, and the two figures under the light gauze are tightly entangled, sleeping soundly.

Jiang Yu's neckline was loosened, and indistinct traces were exposed between the obscene clothes.

On the ground beside the bed lay the poor Yushi broken in two.

Lan Ru originally planned to wake someone up, but his voice was choked in his throat, and he walked around the room a few times irritably, unable to say a word.

His eyes fell on Jiang Yu, staring straight at his exposed skin, feeling restless and extremely disturbed.

Jiang Yu fell into a hazy sleep and was pressed down by Wenhong's legs, his limbs were terribly sore.The scene in the dream also changed, and it wasn't Moxiu who appeared, but the master in white clothes. The master bullied him and asked him softly.

"How long have you missed me?"

Jiang Yu woke up suddenly, covered in cold sweat, and pushed Wen Hong off his body.

"Master..." Wenhong's voice was a little hoarse than usual. He squinted his eyes and glanced at Lan Ru beside the bed, and lazily pushed her over, trying to persuade Jiang Yu to sleep for a while.

"You two?" Lan Ru raised her chin coldly, signaling the chaos on the ground.

After getting along with him yesterday, he didn't believe that Jiang Yu would easily let the sword move him.

Before Jiang Yu could speak, Wen Hong hurriedly replied, "Yes, I did it." He raised his eyebrows provocatively and looked at Lan Ru.

"You did this too?" Lan Ru sneered, looking at Jiang Yu's chest.

"Yes, I..." Wen Hong followed Lan Ru's gaze, and before he could finish speaking, the corners of his lips drooped and his brows frowned.

This is not what he did!

Wen Hong stepped forward and pulled away Jiang Yu's lapel. The traces of different shades of light red fell on the snow-white, which was particularly eye-catching, making his mouth dry, and he wanted to ravage and destroy the white even more. Deepens every burn.

Who is it, the person he is not willing to touch, who made the move before him!Wen Hong's eyes were red with jealousy.

"Who did this?" Wenhong lowered his voice and stared at him intently, "In our spirit demon clan, only partners can leave bite marks on each other. Since you don't care, Master..."

Wenhong pinched his chin, and in the next second, he also lowered his head and landed on Jiang Yu's neck, as if fighting for territory, childishly wanting to cover those unsightly things with his own traces.

"Hiss..." Jiang Yu shrank back suddenly, it really hurt!Unlike the ambiguity of Moxiu last night, this little sword spirit bit down, leaving him with only superficial pain.

Lan Ru hurriedly rescued Jiang Yu from Wenhong's clutches, and protected him tightly behind him, "He is your master, the relationship between master and servant, you have nothing to question! But..." Lan Ru turned her head and stared at him again. Jiang Yu, "What happened last night?"

He also cared a lot, cared that the baby he bought and kept in the courtyard was eaten by someone on the first night.

Lan Ru's breathing was stagnant, and her fingertips unconsciously wanted to touch it lightly, but Jiang Yu waved her hand away before she could touch it.

"Did Your Highness arrange guards outside the door yesterday, did you see any suspicious people?" Jiang Yu looked serious.

Lan Ru frowned, and immediately realized that he was more angry than Jiang Yu, "Someone broke in?"

This is the royal courtyard, this is the noble guest of the fairy gate, it was his mistake, and he didn't protect him well.Lan Ru blamed herself a little, the expression on her face changed again and again.

Just as Jiang Yu wanted to comfort him, the door rang, and a eunuch's high-pitched voice came over, "The emperor summoned..."

Lan Ru got up, "I'm going to pay my respects to my father."

"No." The eunuch looked at Jiang Yu with a smile on his face, "I invite you to go, the slave will congratulate first..."