Has the heartthrob villain collapsed today?
Chapter 15
In fact, compared with Yang Qi, Tang Seng is the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, and his flesh and blood is the most powerful medicine for monsters.
But it was impossible for Fu Zhenhong to tell Tang Seng the truth.
"Okay." Tang Seng replied almost immediately after Fu Zhenhong finished saying those two words, so fast that Fu Zhenhong almost thought she had heard it wrong.
Fu Zhenhong raised her eyebrows, "Have you thought it through?"
He spent all his time observing Tang Seng's expression, not letting go of any change on the face of this elegant monk in white.
Tang Seng nodded.
Fu Zhenhong hooked the corner of her lips, and in the next second, she covered Tang Seng's lips with her delicate, flower-like lips.
Tang Seng was shocked, the soft and warm touch on his lips made him panic, his dark pupils suddenly dilated, do you need to be mouth to mouth like now to absorb Yang Qi?
Responding, Tang Seng quickly turned his head, so Fu Zhenhong's lips brushed against the corners of Tang Seng's lips and stuck to Tang Seng's cheek.
Fu Zhenhong frowned, and said impatiently, "You're wasting time like this. I asked you before, and you agreed."
"I thought..." Before Tang Seng finished speaking, Fu Zhenhong's lips kissed his lips again, blocking his next words.
Fu Zhenhong raised her eyelids slightly, squinted at Tang Seng's with her charming peach blossom eyes, and then, under Tang Seng's sight, stretched out her sharp fangs and lightly bit Tang Seng's lips.
Tang Seng subconsciously opened his lips due to this physiological stimulation, and Fu Zhenhong took advantage of this to stick the scarlet tip of his tongue in, dexterously hooking Tang Seng's tongue and began to suck.
Tang Seng's body trembled suddenly, and an electric current rushed from his back to his nerves instantly.Tang Seng's lips and teeth were full of Fu Zhenhong's breath, that flexible and moist tongue carried an intoxicating sweetness, accompanied by that strong fragrance, it made Tang Seng's ears turn red and his whole face burned .
At this moment, Tang Seng was in a state of chaos, and wanted to resist Fu Zhenhong's aggression, but was instead tightly entangled by the tip of the other's tongue, and became even more dependent on each other.
Fu Zhenhong's eyes were half-closed in joy, there was a strange allure between the corners of his eyes and the brows, the dark eyes in the past were as cold as a deep pool, and the color between the brows was glamorous There are two extremes, but at this moment his pupils are no longer cold and cold, but a charming spring.
The moment Tang Seng looked down at him, his heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, and he had the illusion of falling into a huge love net.
Fu Zhenhong accepted it as soon as it was good, but within a few seconds, she withdrew from the warm mouth of the white-clothed monk, and then directly pressed her lips to the other's lips, closing her eyes to really absorb the yang energy.
Tang Seng felt as if something was slowly draining from his body. He looked at Fu Zhenhong, who was close at hand. Although the boy in white clothes with his eyes closed lacked the alluring eyes that could catch people's hearts at a glance, his eyelids were closed tightly. However, the arc still affects the charming style.
The beautiful face in front of him was flawless, his muscles were like fat, his eyebrows were picturesque, and the soft touch on his lips made Tang Seng palpitate. It was warm and fragrant, and even the mantra of pure heart could not calm him down completely. The aura he exhaled made him unable to remain calm in front of such a scene.
Fu Zhenhong didn't really smell the smoke released by King Yinjiao at first, and naturally he didn't feel any effect, so he just took a few symbolic inhalations.
Feeling Tang Seng's tense body, Fu Zhenhong opened her eyes, the reddish eye tails were raised slightly, and when she left, she licked Tang Seng's lips with the tip of her tongue wickedly. It made Tang Seng's body tremble.
It was obviously less than ten seconds, but Tang Seng felt as if several hours had passed.
Tang Seng breathed a sigh of relief after Fu Zhenhong completely retreated, but the blush on his jade-like cheeks did not dissipate.
Obviously, what happened in that short period of time just now was too shocking for him, so that he still hasn't fully regained his senses until now.
Fu Zhenhong didn't intend to do anything more with Tang Seng, as pressing too hard would have the opposite effect.
Pretending to have recovered part of her mana, Fu Zhenhong muttered a word, and a blue halo appeared in the air instantly, and the halo quickly condensed into two sharp blades, cutting off the bondage The rope that held the bodies of Fu Zhenhong and Tang Seng.
"Okay." Fu Zhenhong moved her wrist, then took Tang Seng's hand and walked out of the cave.
As a result, before he walked out of the cave, he met the two people who came in.
It's the Golden Horn King and a man in black.
The man looked handsome, tall and straight, dressed in black robes, embroidered with silver hollow hibiscus flowers on the neckline and cuffs, tied a jade belt with flowing cloud patterns around his waist, and held a handful of emerald green jadeite in his hand. folding fan.
Fu Zhenhong thought of the conversation between Jin Jiao and Yin Jiao, and thought that this man with evil spirit was the dry uncle that these two monsters talked about.
Fu Zhenhong remembered that in the original novel of Journey to the West, the brothers Jin Jiao and Yin Jiao worshiped the nine-tailed fox in Yalong Cave of Yalong Mountain as their old mother. People explore the depth of strength.
I don't know if it is the same as the so-called old mother, she is a fox.
The King of Golden Horn blinked his eyes, and looked at Tang Seng and Fu Zhenhong who had regained their freedom in a daze. After realizing that he was planning to escape, he was shocked, and hurriedly read out the truth and tried to tie Fu Zhenhong and Tang Seng with a golden rope. Re-tie.
For the time being, Fu Zhenhong didn't want to reveal that she was also a demon, so she resisted a little like an ordinary person and was easily subdued.
[Xiao Hong, this is a golden rope. ]
[Um. ]
This golden rope is transformed from a belt of the Taishang Laojun's robe. It cannot be cut by a knife or spear, and it is a good magic weapon.
But Fu Zhenhong is not worried about being trapped by this rope. His body in this world is a bone spirit. He is neither transformed by animals nor is he a mortal body. He is just a pile of skeletons that can be scattered at any time, even to him The powerful mental power can instantly melt the original skeleton of this body and dissipate it into an air current.
"Tell me! How did you two cut the rope?" The King of Golden Horn asked forcefully, his eyes flicked back and forth between Fu Zhenhong and Tang Seng.
Tang Seng pursed his lips and remained silent, but Fu Zhenhong ignored him at all.
The man in black who had been silent all this time walked slowly in front of Fu Zhenhong. He stretched out his hand to gently caress Fu Zhenhong's cheek, with a faint smile on his lips: "The face is like a lotus, and the air is like an orchid." .”
Fu Zhenhong avoided his touch, and there was a trace of disdain in her quiet and long voice: "Bite words, pretend to be gentle."
Not only did the Heizi man not feel offended, the smile on the corners of his lips became even stronger. No matter male or female, beautiful people always have a bit more temper than ordinary people. With such a beautiful face, they deserve to be loved well.
[Xiao Hong, this dry uncle is good-looking. ]
[Not chosen by heaven, they are all cannon fodder in my eyes. ]
The man in black stared at Fu Zhenhong's face for a few seconds, then tore off the branch hairpin that Fu Zhenhong used to tie her hair up, and then the black hair like thick ink poured down and fell on Fu Zhenhong. Red chest.
Before Fu Zhenhong used a hairpin to hold up the hair on the forehead and between the temples, which made people feel a kind of tranquility and dignity like a cold moon, but now the hair is completely loose, and the black hair is soft The facial features were changed, and the outline of the face was outlined to be more charming, and that unattainable indifference turned into a gorgeous and seductive style.
"It's so beautiful." The man in black didn't hide his liking from the bottom of his heart.
When the King of Golden Horn heard the words, his brows brightened with joy, he laughed and said: "It's just as long as you like it, this little prince was specially dedicated to you."
"Put away the golden rope." The man in black said again.
King Golden Horn's smile faltered, and his eyes widened for a moment. He thought he had heard wrong, so he subconsciously asked again: "Aren't you going to tie the two of them?"
"Do you need me to say it a second time?" The man in black gave the King Golden Horn a faint look. His voice was obviously gentle and gentle, and even a little careless, but it made the King Golden Horn tremble.
"Where is it, I will let them loose." The King of Golden Horn bowed his waist and smiled apologetically, and then recited the mantra to take back the golden rope.
The man in black glanced at Fu Zhenhong's white clothes, then at Tang Seng, who was also dressed in white like snow, shook his head slightly, and said to Fu Zhenhong, "This clothes doesn't suit you." After a pause, he He added: "You are more suitable for the red clothes."
The Golden Horn King was also clever, and after hearing what the man in black said, he quickly ordered a little demon to get a red shirt.
"Who are you?" Fu Zhenhong looked directly at the man in black.
"Yu Lin Ye," the man in black said meaningfully, "You can call me Yu Lang."
Fu Zhenhong raised her eyebrows, "I ask what kind of monster you were transformed from?"
"I was transformed by your heart." Yu Linye chuckled: "Do you believe it?"
[Fuck, this earthy love story came unexpectedly! ]
Fu Zhenhong pursed her lips and remained silent. Seeing this, Yu Linye took two steps forward. He was about to approach Fu Zhenhong, but Tang Seng stepped in between them and blocked him.
But it was impossible for Fu Zhenhong to tell Tang Seng the truth.
"Okay." Tang Seng replied almost immediately after Fu Zhenhong finished saying those two words, so fast that Fu Zhenhong almost thought she had heard it wrong.
Fu Zhenhong raised her eyebrows, "Have you thought it through?"
He spent all his time observing Tang Seng's expression, not letting go of any change on the face of this elegant monk in white.
Tang Seng nodded.
Fu Zhenhong hooked the corner of her lips, and in the next second, she covered Tang Seng's lips with her delicate, flower-like lips.
Tang Seng was shocked, the soft and warm touch on his lips made him panic, his dark pupils suddenly dilated, do you need to be mouth to mouth like now to absorb Yang Qi?
Responding, Tang Seng quickly turned his head, so Fu Zhenhong's lips brushed against the corners of Tang Seng's lips and stuck to Tang Seng's cheek.
Fu Zhenhong frowned, and said impatiently, "You're wasting time like this. I asked you before, and you agreed."
"I thought..." Before Tang Seng finished speaking, Fu Zhenhong's lips kissed his lips again, blocking his next words.
Fu Zhenhong raised her eyelids slightly, squinted at Tang Seng's with her charming peach blossom eyes, and then, under Tang Seng's sight, stretched out her sharp fangs and lightly bit Tang Seng's lips.
Tang Seng subconsciously opened his lips due to this physiological stimulation, and Fu Zhenhong took advantage of this to stick the scarlet tip of his tongue in, dexterously hooking Tang Seng's tongue and began to suck.
Tang Seng's body trembled suddenly, and an electric current rushed from his back to his nerves instantly.Tang Seng's lips and teeth were full of Fu Zhenhong's breath, that flexible and moist tongue carried an intoxicating sweetness, accompanied by that strong fragrance, it made Tang Seng's ears turn red and his whole face burned .
At this moment, Tang Seng was in a state of chaos, and wanted to resist Fu Zhenhong's aggression, but was instead tightly entangled by the tip of the other's tongue, and became even more dependent on each other.
Fu Zhenhong's eyes were half-closed in joy, there was a strange allure between the corners of his eyes and the brows, the dark eyes in the past were as cold as a deep pool, and the color between the brows was glamorous There are two extremes, but at this moment his pupils are no longer cold and cold, but a charming spring.
The moment Tang Seng looked down at him, his heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, and he had the illusion of falling into a huge love net.
Fu Zhenhong accepted it as soon as it was good, but within a few seconds, she withdrew from the warm mouth of the white-clothed monk, and then directly pressed her lips to the other's lips, closing her eyes to really absorb the yang energy.
Tang Seng felt as if something was slowly draining from his body. He looked at Fu Zhenhong, who was close at hand. Although the boy in white clothes with his eyes closed lacked the alluring eyes that could catch people's hearts at a glance, his eyelids were closed tightly. However, the arc still affects the charming style.
The beautiful face in front of him was flawless, his muscles were like fat, his eyebrows were picturesque, and the soft touch on his lips made Tang Seng palpitate. It was warm and fragrant, and even the mantra of pure heart could not calm him down completely. The aura he exhaled made him unable to remain calm in front of such a scene.
Fu Zhenhong didn't really smell the smoke released by King Yinjiao at first, and naturally he didn't feel any effect, so he just took a few symbolic inhalations.
Feeling Tang Seng's tense body, Fu Zhenhong opened her eyes, the reddish eye tails were raised slightly, and when she left, she licked Tang Seng's lips with the tip of her tongue wickedly. It made Tang Seng's body tremble.
It was obviously less than ten seconds, but Tang Seng felt as if several hours had passed.
Tang Seng breathed a sigh of relief after Fu Zhenhong completely retreated, but the blush on his jade-like cheeks did not dissipate.
Obviously, what happened in that short period of time just now was too shocking for him, so that he still hasn't fully regained his senses until now.
Fu Zhenhong didn't intend to do anything more with Tang Seng, as pressing too hard would have the opposite effect.
Pretending to have recovered part of her mana, Fu Zhenhong muttered a word, and a blue halo appeared in the air instantly, and the halo quickly condensed into two sharp blades, cutting off the bondage The rope that held the bodies of Fu Zhenhong and Tang Seng.
"Okay." Fu Zhenhong moved her wrist, then took Tang Seng's hand and walked out of the cave.
As a result, before he walked out of the cave, he met the two people who came in.
It's the Golden Horn King and a man in black.
The man looked handsome, tall and straight, dressed in black robes, embroidered with silver hollow hibiscus flowers on the neckline and cuffs, tied a jade belt with flowing cloud patterns around his waist, and held a handful of emerald green jadeite in his hand. folding fan.
Fu Zhenhong thought of the conversation between Jin Jiao and Yin Jiao, and thought that this man with evil spirit was the dry uncle that these two monsters talked about.
Fu Zhenhong remembered that in the original novel of Journey to the West, the brothers Jin Jiao and Yin Jiao worshiped the nine-tailed fox in Yalong Cave of Yalong Mountain as their old mother. People explore the depth of strength.
I don't know if it is the same as the so-called old mother, she is a fox.
The King of Golden Horn blinked his eyes, and looked at Tang Seng and Fu Zhenhong who had regained their freedom in a daze. After realizing that he was planning to escape, he was shocked, and hurriedly read out the truth and tried to tie Fu Zhenhong and Tang Seng with a golden rope. Re-tie.
For the time being, Fu Zhenhong didn't want to reveal that she was also a demon, so she resisted a little like an ordinary person and was easily subdued.
[Xiao Hong, this is a golden rope. ]
[Um. ]
This golden rope is transformed from a belt of the Taishang Laojun's robe. It cannot be cut by a knife or spear, and it is a good magic weapon.
But Fu Zhenhong is not worried about being trapped by this rope. His body in this world is a bone spirit. He is neither transformed by animals nor is he a mortal body. He is just a pile of skeletons that can be scattered at any time, even to him The powerful mental power can instantly melt the original skeleton of this body and dissipate it into an air current.
"Tell me! How did you two cut the rope?" The King of Golden Horn asked forcefully, his eyes flicked back and forth between Fu Zhenhong and Tang Seng.
Tang Seng pursed his lips and remained silent, but Fu Zhenhong ignored him at all.
The man in black who had been silent all this time walked slowly in front of Fu Zhenhong. He stretched out his hand to gently caress Fu Zhenhong's cheek, with a faint smile on his lips: "The face is like a lotus, and the air is like an orchid." .”
Fu Zhenhong avoided his touch, and there was a trace of disdain in her quiet and long voice: "Bite words, pretend to be gentle."
Not only did the Heizi man not feel offended, the smile on the corners of his lips became even stronger. No matter male or female, beautiful people always have a bit more temper than ordinary people. With such a beautiful face, they deserve to be loved well.
[Xiao Hong, this dry uncle is good-looking. ]
[Not chosen by heaven, they are all cannon fodder in my eyes. ]
The man in black stared at Fu Zhenhong's face for a few seconds, then tore off the branch hairpin that Fu Zhenhong used to tie her hair up, and then the black hair like thick ink poured down and fell on Fu Zhenhong. Red chest.
Before Fu Zhenhong used a hairpin to hold up the hair on the forehead and between the temples, which made people feel a kind of tranquility and dignity like a cold moon, but now the hair is completely loose, and the black hair is soft The facial features were changed, and the outline of the face was outlined to be more charming, and that unattainable indifference turned into a gorgeous and seductive style.
"It's so beautiful." The man in black didn't hide his liking from the bottom of his heart.
When the King of Golden Horn heard the words, his brows brightened with joy, he laughed and said: "It's just as long as you like it, this little prince was specially dedicated to you."
"Put away the golden rope." The man in black said again.
King Golden Horn's smile faltered, and his eyes widened for a moment. He thought he had heard wrong, so he subconsciously asked again: "Aren't you going to tie the two of them?"
"Do you need me to say it a second time?" The man in black gave the King Golden Horn a faint look. His voice was obviously gentle and gentle, and even a little careless, but it made the King Golden Horn tremble.
"Where is it, I will let them loose." The King of Golden Horn bowed his waist and smiled apologetically, and then recited the mantra to take back the golden rope.
The man in black glanced at Fu Zhenhong's white clothes, then at Tang Seng, who was also dressed in white like snow, shook his head slightly, and said to Fu Zhenhong, "This clothes doesn't suit you." After a pause, he He added: "You are more suitable for the red clothes."
The Golden Horn King was also clever, and after hearing what the man in black said, he quickly ordered a little demon to get a red shirt.
"Who are you?" Fu Zhenhong looked directly at the man in black.
"Yu Lin Ye," the man in black said meaningfully, "You can call me Yu Lang."
Fu Zhenhong raised her eyebrows, "I ask what kind of monster you were transformed from?"
"I was transformed by your heart." Yu Linye chuckled: "Do you believe it?"
[Fuck, this earthy love story came unexpectedly! ]
Fu Zhenhong pursed her lips and remained silent. Seeing this, Yu Linye took two steps forward. He was about to approach Fu Zhenhong, but Tang Seng stepped in between them and blocked him.
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