The poor monk who wears books will not go to hell

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He Jilin looked at him, and felt that something was wrong with Lu Qiuming. Normally, Lu Qiuming would not say such things.

"Benefactor Luqiu speaks carefully."

Lu Qiuming saw that his expression was extremely cold, and the evil fire in his heart was even worse, he took a step forward, grabbed He Jilin's arm, dragged him into the room, and closed the door fiercely.

Outside the house, Chun Wu and Zhao Yuan looked at each other, and even Hai Jiao, who had been lazily closing his eyes to rest his mind, opened his eyes and looked towards the door.

He Jilin wanted to break free from his palm, but found that he couldn't do so at all, "Lord Luqiu, respect yourself."

Lu Qiuming suddenly approached him, "So what if you don't respect yourself?" His scorching breath sprayed on He Jilin's face, and He Jilin took a step back abruptly.

Lu Qiuming took a step forward, looking at him quietly with two eyes, there seemed to be flames jumping in the depths of his eyes, He Jilin felt as if a burning sensation directly penetrated his sleeve from Lu Qiuming's palm, It penetrated into his arm, so hot that he couldn't help using exercises to block it.

But Lu Qiuming thought that he was going to resist, so he got angry and pushed him against the door, saying ruthlessly: "Monk, you have left Rufo sect, and now you have entered my Demon Palace, and I, Lu Qiuming If you cuddle with others like today, I won't be willing to hurt you, but others don't have to, and you don't want to see others die because of you, do you?"

Sweat was already breaking out on He Jilin's forehead, he said with all his might, "Lu Qiuming, calm down, did something go wrong with your practice?"

Lu Qiuming still hadn't lost his mind, he was stunned for a moment, He Jilin took the opportunity to break free from Lu Qiuming's burning palm, Lu Qiuming reacted, his eyes were dyed red suddenly, and he stared straight at He Jilin.

He had never seen Lu Qiuming like this before.

"Chunwu!" He Jilin called out the door, "See if we can communicate?"

After a while, Chunwu told him that Lu Qiuming's spiritual consciousness was a little confused now, like tumbling magma, roaring as if it was about to erupt immediately.

He Jilin looked at his red eyes, and his heart sank. Could it be that he has lost his mind?

He immediately recited the mantra of clearing his mind to clear his mind for Lu Qiuming, and used his spiritual knowledge to make Chunwu go find Fei Han.

The heart-purifying mantra finally played some role, the scarlet in Lu Qiuming's eyes faded a little, and his expression was not as ferocious as before.

He Jilin breathed a sigh of relief and continued to recite Buddhist scriptures.

However, after a short while, Lu Qiuming seemed to be no longer affected by the Purifying Curse. His eyes were reddish, and he took a step towards He Jilin. He Jilin poured mana into the Purifying Curse, and Lu Qiuming calmed down a little. down.

After repeating this many times, beads of sweat oozed from He Jilin's forehead. At this moment, Chunwu told him that Fei Han was in the critical moment of refining medicine, and he couldn't get out for a while.

He Jilin thought to himself: As the saying goes, blocking is worse than sparse, it might be better to let Lu Qiuming vent, maybe it will be better.

He called Chun Wu back, and Chun Wu turned into a Buddhist stick and swept it directly towards Lu Qiuming.

The red light in Lu Qiuming's eyes was even more intense, he turned his magic power into a magic sword, blocked Chun Wu's attack, and rushed towards He Jilin!

Holding a Buddhist stick in He Jilin's hand, he fought fiercely with Lu Qiuming. The golden light and black light intertwined and shot out from the house continuously. After hundreds of rounds, Lu Qiuming seemed to be impatient and killed him all of a sudden. He slashed towards He Jilin, but He Jilin narrowly escaped, so the sword directly split the house, He Jilin flew into the courtyard, and received Lu Qiuming's crazy attack.

Lu Qiuming fought more and more bravely, his eyes burst out with excitement and determination, he stared fiercely at He Jilin, his sword was fierce, as if He Jilin was his mother-killing enemy.

He Jilin's self-cultivation is lower than that of Lu Qiuming, and Lu Qiuming has the blood of the monster race, and now he is getting more and more courageous in the battle, he said that he is completely overwhelmed!

He used lotus to protect himself, and when Lu Qiuming saw this, he became even more angry. Regardless of the Buddha stick in He Jilin's hand, he directly used the magic sword to split the lotus around He Jilin's body again and again. Gradually, He Jilin His face became pale, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

When Lu Qiuming saw him bleeding, the blood in his whole body boiled even more. He struck down again with all his strength, and He Jilin's lotus flower turned into powder and disappeared.

He Jilin staggered back a few steps.

A sword glowing with black air has already attacked him!He picked up the Buddhist stick and blocked it with all his strength, but when the tiger's mouth came out, there was a sudden pain, and the Buddhist stick fell to the ground. He flew upside down and fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Lu Qiuming walked towards him frantically and gloomily with a magic sword in his hand, He Jilin stared at him and said, "Lu Qiuming, you can kill me."

Lu Qiuming seemed to be taken aback for a moment, then walked up to him, raised the magic sword in his hand, and He Jilin closed his eyes.

After waiting for a few seconds, he didn't feel any pain. He opened his eyes puzzled, and saw that Lu Qiuming had put down the magic sword, his eyes were still red, and there seemed to be a smug smile on his face.

He immediately picked up He Jilin, looked at the split room, seemed to be dissatisfied with He Jilin, muttered, then walked in, and put He Jilin on Wen Yu's bed .

He Jilin thought that he had recovered his sanity, but in the next second, Lu Qiuming directly pressed down on him, and the two of them pressed against each other, and He Jilin felt the hard heat beneath him almost instantly.

This is him, the estrus period is here?

That's why Lu Qiuming's fight with him just now is like an animal courting a mate, defeating the person who hinders him first, and then getting to the point?

Lu Qiuming sniffed the faint sandalwood scent on his body, showing a look of great enjoyment, and then wanted to stick out his tongue to lick He Jilin.

He Jilin didn't know where the strength came from, and knocked him to the ground at once, and quickly escaped from the house, just in time to run into Fei Han who was stepping into the courtyard.

Before Fei Han had time to ask He Jilin what happened, Lu Qiuming rushed out angrily with red eyes, staring at He Jilin desperately, very irritable.

Fei Han sighed, and said: "Jilin, can you please help me comfort His Majesty first, and then I will feed him the medicine." If he went up to feed the medicine now, he might not be able to see the sun tomorrow. I have never seen His Majesty so irritable and irritable before!

"How to appease?" He Jilin was exhausted physically and mentally.

Fei Han glanced at Lu Qiuming's wolf-like eyes staring at He Jilin, his heart moved slightly, and he said, "Why don't you try to get close to your lord first."

He Jilin looked at Fei Han in surprise.

Fei Han nodded straightforwardly, "Don't worry, I'll give it to you. After you've calmed down, take the opportunity to feed your majesty."

He Jilin felt that this was the only way to do it now, so he held the pill in his palm and approached Lu Qiuming step by step.

This method really worked. When Lu Qiuming saw him coming, the anger on his face gradually disappeared, and he even looked at He Jilin expectantly.

He Jilin walked in front of him, Lu Qiuming's eyes had calmed down, he wanted to hug He Jilin, but He Jilin walked towards the back room, Lu Qiuming had no choice but to follow him closely.

The inner room hadn't been destroyed yet, and people outside couldn't see what was going on inside, so He Jilin sat down on Wen Yu's bed and looked at Lu Qiuming.

Lu Qiuming leaned over slowly, He Jilin held the pill with his fingers and brought it to his lips.

Lu Qiuming frowned, and was about to knock down the pill with his hand, but He Jilin quickly withdrew his hand, and Lu Qiuming slammed him down on the bed.

He Jilin stretched out his other hand to quickly pinch Lu Qiuming's cheeks to stop him from falling. Lu Qiuming was dissatisfied and stretched out his hand and began to tear his clothes.

He Jilin squeezed Lu Qiuming's lips away, deliberately pretending to kiss him, and at the last moment, when Lu Qiuming wasn't paying attention, he quickly stuffed the pill into his mouth!

Lu Qiuming froze for a moment, then closed his eyes the next second and fell on He Jilin.

He Jilin turned over, looked at Lu Qiuming's sleeping face, and threw dozens of punches directly at his face and body before giving up.

He straightened his clothes and walked out.When Chun Wu and Zhao Yuan saw him, their eyes were worried.

Fei Han handed him a bottle of medicine and said, "You have suffered some internal injuries. This is medicine for wounds. Take it and you will recover faster. You go to heal your injuries first, and I will go in and see Your Majesty."

He Jilin took the medicine bottle and said, "Can I borrow your residence?"

Fei Han said with a gentle smile, "You are very welcome."

After He Jilin left with Chun Wu and Zhao Yuan, Fei Han came to Lu Qiuming's side, and was shocked by the wound on Lu Qiuming's face.

He laughed very unkindly, and said: "My lord, is that why you endure being beaten like this?"

Lu Qiuming opened his eyes and said, "It's the deity who frightened him, and he deserves to be punched a few times."

Fei Han held back his laughter and said, "Why don't you take the wound medicine and wipe it on for you?"

Lu Qiuming thought for a while and said, "That's all, that's it." Maybe the monk will lose his anger after watching it for a long time.

"However, we have to discuss the matter of defending against the enemy together in the next few days, so you just..." Aren't you afraid of damaging the prestige of your demon lord?

Lu Qiuming didn't care, he said: "How is the monk's injury?"

Fei Han replied: "It's not a problem, it will be fine after a few days of cultivation, but, my lord, how could you be like this this time... It's not the same as in the past." He was able to restrain himself in the past, and even he was frightened just now.

Lu Qiuming didn't want to mention this matter again, so he said: "Since the monk has gone to your side, take good care of him."

Fei Han nodded, "That's natural." He frowned, with a worried expression on his face, "It's just that, my lord, if you keep suppressing your nature with drugs, you may not be good in the future, and my subordinates are worried about your health..."

Lu Qiuming also understands this truth, but before he thought of his half-human, half-demon identity, he didn't want to get close to other people, but now he has his eyes on one, but he doesn't want to ruin him, so he can only continue to endure with medicine.

"It's okay, this deity has his own measure." Lu Qiuming changed the subject, "The discovery of all the strongholds in the Demon Palace this time must be due to abnormalities inside the palace. This deity has already cleaned up some people, and the rest, you must careful."

"Your Majesty, this subordinate has something important to report." Ning Lu's voice came from outside the courtyard.

Lu Qiuming let her in.

Ning Lu walked in with a dignified expression, knelt down on one knee suddenly, and said, "Your Majesty, eighteen unfortunately passed away."

Lu Qiuming was stunned for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Please explain carefully."