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

Master... Did you recognize that he is not a golden-footed bird?

The ceremony of welcome is about to be completed.While Jiang Yu was being pushed and shoved, he tried his best to turn his head back, and looked through the gap between the armored swords and swords. Under the entire court, everyone bowed to the ground, congratulating the prince and concubine on their ceremony, and they really sighed at him Immortal appearance.

Only Yu Chengzhou was missing.

His gaze paused, and someone forcibly turned his head away, forcing him to face the ferocious old emperor.

Jiang Yu wrinkled his nose, and being hugged forward, his heart sank a little bit.Before he came here, he also had a slight fantasy that Yu Chengzhou could recognize him at a glance and stop him, so that he wouldn't have to take the risk of being such a bait.

Now it seems that he is thinking too much.After a long time in the book, he almost forgot that his master cultivated the way of ruthlessness, and what he got was only the cannon fodder script.

Withered claws wrapped around his wrist tightly, Jiang Yu gasped.

A new horrifying scratch covered the hickey mark left by the master last night, and even the cold sandalwood fragrance lingering between the wrist bones was covered up to seventy percent.

Seeing the mottled light shining all over his body, the old emperor was very excited, his thin and sunken cheeks regained a little color, his hands grew stronger and almost trembling, longing for the full spiritual power from the immortal way to help him live forever.

However, the miracle disappeared in a flash, and the light turned black and red.

"Where's the gold bracelet I gave you?" The old emperor was furious, his lips trembling violently.

The eunuch suddenly grabbed his skirt, forcing him to bend his knees and look up at him, narrowing his slender mouse eyes slightly, staring at him vigilantly.

The sharp nails scratched the exposed skin of his neckline, and it hurt for a while. Since the mark of the demon king was branded there, no one can touch it again. A touch is to bring back that piece of bad memory. .

The eunuch clicked his tongue lightly, and said with a sneer, "It's too weak, I thought I found the right one..." He only spoke half of the words, and the rest was stuck in the trachea with a breath of cold air, unable to get up or down.

He looked down at his chest, where the unsharp white jade saber was stuck, the princess's beloved.

"You found the right one." Jiang Yu straightened up and gave him a condescending look.

A few swords and swords were placed on Jiang Yu's neck in an instant, and those wooden swords were no longer used for small fights in the sect.

"Wait..." Before the old emperor could finish shouting, the light of the saber had already struck an inch between his chin, and in the blink of an eye a bundle of black hair was cut off.

Jiang Yu pulled out Wenhong casually, brushing past the eunuch's muscles inch by inch.

As the white jade sword passed through his hands, it was covered with a black black flame.Jiang Yu suddenly discovered that swinging a sword was his physical instinct. When he closed his eyes, countless sword skills flashed in his mind.

It was as if the battle with Wenhong had always been there, but he deliberately forgot about it.

Once a sword is released, it is unstoppable for ten thousand people.

Jiang Yu stood on the high steps with his sword supported, a section of his plain robe was scorched by the flames, and black hair hung down thousands of times.The Rakshasa in the world has a pair of evil eyes, with a small scarlet mole as the only decoration, and the shadow of a sword is imprinted on the bottom of his eyes, flashing a lot of murderous intent.

The magic flower has a double petal, and the magic energy has the potential to start a prairie fire. Since the sea of ​​consciousness, it will wantonly invade and occupy along the meridians of his whole body.

Jiang Yu suddenly raised his hand to support his forehead, his expression struggling.

He still remembered Master Ye's voice: "Remember this feeling can help you regulate your emotions and control your devilish energy."

Jiang Yu held back the shame in his heart, and walked along the side of his body with his hand, walked along the route that the master had visited, passed the wrist bone, climbed up the forearm, and wiped his lips.

...Master.

He forced himself to recall that warmth, and kissed him thousands of times in his mind.

Jiang Yu's eyelashes flickered, and only then did he realize what he had done. He wanted to touch like a madman, and he was talking about Master Xiao Xiang as comfort!

But Master didn't show up at all.

"Where's Master, where's Yu Chengzhou?" The eunuch suddenly gave out a strange young voice, and murmured repeatedly, "Why didn't he come to save you."

Jiang Yu turned his head suddenly, and gave him a cold sideways glance, "Need you tell me?" Wen Hong thrust his sword straight from the wound just now.

Only then did Yu Chengzhou break free from Qi Jianyue, and rushed over, "Jiang Yu."

When Jiang Yu saw Yu Chengzhou, his expression relaxed for a moment.

The young man's face is obedient and beautiful, and the black fire of the Rakshasa formula sets off his snow-like complexion. His eyebrows, nose tip, and cheeks are so pure that he can do whatever he wants.

But the master's hand just touched the damaged black hair.

"Don't touch me!" Jiang Yu swayed and cried out, the corners of his eyes glowed, like a fish escaping from his grasp.

The fragrance of cold wood on Yu Chengzhou's body was too rich and attractive, Jiang Yu's back was wet with sweat, and the evil energy stimulated the evil fire, and the repetitive memory in his body tempted him to move closer to release.

Master's hand rested on the back of his neck, it was cold, penetrating to the bone.

It seems that every hidden corner of the body is shamelessly looking forward to Master.

Jiang Yu suddenly came back to his senses, and avoided him with stiff limbs.

"You did a good job." Yu Chengzhou paused, his voice hoarse, "Master is late, please help you control it first."

"No need, I can do it myself." Jiang Yu lowered his head, refusing to look at him, his lips were trembling slightly, and even his teeth were trembling slightly.

Get rid of the devilish energy or get rid of the master, which one is more difficult.

The two faced each other in silence.

The eunuch on the ground continued to show his presence, "Why didn't your master come to save you..."

"Is he really saving you?"

"He just wants to monopolize you and make you unable to do without him..."

Jiang Yu and Yu Chengzhou turned their faces at the same time and looked at him coldly.

"Shut up!" The two said in unison.

Jiang Yu clenched the hilt of the sword, pulled out Wenhong, and sent it back in one breath.

A wisp of smoke soul quietly rose from the eunuch's body. The smoke soul had a human form with red marks on it. He met Jiang Yu face to face and followed him.

The old emperor still didn't give up, took advantage of the chaos and crawled over little by little, holding Jiang Yu's exposed ankle with a silly smile.He wants to live forever!

But where is the ordinary spiritual power, the black and red devilish energy flowed out along the way, and the mortal body could not bear it. From the arms, his body gradually withered and shrank like a branch bark.

Jiang Yu was staggered by him, his shoulders rested in a generous embrace, and he swung his sword at the old emperor's chest reflexively.

"Jiang Yu!" Yu Chengzhou hurriedly called him.

Jiang Yu woke up for a moment, raised his head and looked back and forth at him in a daze, the mist in his eyes seemed to be kissing someone deeply.

Yu Chengzhou and Qi Jianyue on the side were stunned at the same time, blood-red spots were faintly revealed on that face, and the moles along the corners of the eyebrows were smeared wantonly.

"Lin blood spots?" Qi Jianyue was dumbfounded, how could it be possible?The precious Linxue had already died in the catastrophe of the sect ten years ago.

In the blink of an eye, the scar was like a phantom, and disappeared in a flash, leaving no trace of the wisp of smoke.

The feeling of boredom and exhaustion was like the last straw, pressing him to gradually bend his knees to the demonic energy, and the sword edge fell again.

The old emperor couldn't bear the spirit of Rakshasa, his body froze under the edge of the sword, and he was doomed.

Yu Chengzhou surrounded him behind himself, holding his hand.

The devilish qi urges out a bewitching, almost demon-like beauty.Jiang Yu looked sideways at Master, held his breath, and paused every word: "Don't stop me."

But in the next second, Yu Chengzhou led him to lift the sword again, and without hesitation, he slashed at the old emperor's shoulder with a sword, and all the spiritual power that was sucked out immediately poured out amidst the black fire.

"Greedy, you will reap the consequences." Yu Chengzhou's tone was as cold as ice.

Jiang Yu in his arms paused when he heard the words, turned his head hard, and struggled to escape from the master's intoxicating breath.

With the power of a Rakshasa in the world, coupled with a hoarse crying ending, he whispered to himself softly: "I'm not greedy, I just beg Master not to let me go crazy again."