Has the heartthrob villain collapsed today?

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Raider Fu Zhenhong

Liaozhai World Tianxuan overall strategy progress: 25%

Chosen: Ning Caichen, favorability 100%

When the system played the favorability reminder from the strategy bureau, Fu Zhenhong wasn't too surprised. Ning Caichen was the easiest existence in this Liaozhai world compared to the other heavenly candidates.

Scholars are mostly romantic and full of fantasy. They are often emotional and delicate. The interesting stories in the ancient anthologies and the love between humans, gods and ghosts make them have more sentimental fantasies than ordinary people after reading.

This fantasy is an emotional blessing.

At this moment, Fu Zhenhong could feel the strength of Ning Caichen's hands around his waist, and the breath that belonged to this scholar flowed into his mouth between his lips and teeth.

Ning Caichen's deepening kiss is just like him, warm as water, although the emotion is extremely hot, but the senses are so gentle and inclusive, and the moist things slowly penetrate into you silently in the bone marrow.

The sound of swallowing kisses echoed in the airtight coffin, and Ning Caichen's hand slid from the back of Fu Zhenhong's neck along the back of Fu Zhenhong's back to the back of Fu Zhenhong's waist through a layer of red wedding dress.

After all, he couldn't hold back the fiery and sincere longing in his heart, Ning Caichen let himself feel this rare beauty.

Accompanied by increasingly messy and heavy breathing, Fu Zhenhong felt very clearly that her buttocks were covered by a warm softness.

Ning Caichen's hands are delicate, although they are not particularly smooth, but there are no calluses.

His hands are very slender and slender, with distinct bones. It is easy to imagine that when such hands are writing with a pen, thick black green ink leaks from the soft hairs, and the pure white rice paper is printed with the perfect color. Beautiful and romantic, it will definitely bring out a unique charm and elegance of literati.

At this moment, it was such a hand that was supposed to hold the pen, but it began to slowly knead on the soft beauty that he coveted in the depths of his heart.

In the darkness, Ning Caichen's eyes turned a deep dark color, and the gurgling water-like halo inside was replaced by longing.Between restraint and indulgence, Ning Caichen chose the latter. He released the beast in his heart, so the imprisoned beast began to chase the most primitive exploration.

The atmosphere in the coffin is developing in an increasingly ambiguous and uncontrollable direction.On the other side, Yan Chixia also came to the river Styx that must pass through to the Black Mountain Realm under the influence of the Qiankun Jue.

Above the Styx River are red and black cloud clusters, these cloud clusters are floating, oozing light rain in the mist.

This is the first time Yan Chixia has come to this place that almost only appears in rumors. He has read some descriptions about Styx from the records left by his master.

The Styx is the river that leads to all places in the underworld.

To the left is the Black Mountain Realm, and to the right is the Underworld.

The underworld is a place where people can be reincarnated after death, but the Black Mountain Realm is just the opposite. There is a city of undeserved death in the Black Mountain Realm, and the city of unreal death is full of evil spirits who cannot be reincarnated.

As for this left to right is not left or right in the conventional sense, the direction of left and right is based on the oars rowed by the ferryman on the Styx River.

Yan Chixia watched the bow-backed boatman in coir raincoat and straw hat paddle to the river bank, and stepped into the boat without saying a word.

The small and medium-sized boats swayed gently with the rippling water, and the bells on the boat also made a ringing sound under the cold wind.

Standing at the stern of the boat, Yan Chixia was about to tell the boatman that she was going to the Black Mountain Realm, when she found a picture closely related to his memory emerged on the rippling river surface.

Or to be precise, what happened to him with Montenegro not long ago.

At this moment, the scenes reflected in the water are all related to Montenegro.First, there is the picture of him and Heishan sitting on a long board made of jade with wet clothes hugging each other, and then the picture of Heishan emerging from the spring, smiling at him with a jade pendant in his hand, and finally turning to the scene where In the depths of the spring, the scene of Hei Shan mouth to mouth giving him breath...

Every scene of these pictures is so clear, as if everything that happened at that time has been restored.

Yan Chixia's chest froze for a moment. He knew what all he saw represented. The water in the Styx River was different from the water in ordinary rivers. As mentioned in his master's records, the water that emerged in this river The picture shown is the most unforgettable memory deep in a person's heart.

The most unforgettable.

These short six words are enough to explain the truest reaction of this person's inner emotions.

All the concealment, all the repressed emotions, under the reflection of this Styx, all of them no longer exist.

It was precisely because of knowing this that Yan Chixia's usually sharp face showed a rare trace of relaxation and bewilderment.

For Montenegro... it turned out to be...

"Master Xiaodao, you are the same as the young man before, the same man appeared on the surface of the river." Yan Chixia's thoughts were interrupted by the sudden sound of the boatman.

This hoarse and old voice was filled with a strange and unpredictability by the cold air on the cold and empty Styx.

He seemed to just say it casually, and it seemed that he did it on purpose.

The young man before...

Yan Chixia immediately thought of Ning Caichen.

His eyes dimmed slightly. The image floating on the Styx River would not be deceiving. If the reflection of Ning Caichen was Montenegro, it could only show that Ning Caichen was... moved by Montenegro.

Thinking of this, Yan Chixia suddenly felt a trace of displeasure and faint anger in her heart.

As far as he knew, Ning Caichen didn't have much close contact with Montenegro, Yan Chixia thought it was ridiculous, he really couldn't understand how Ning Caichen could be attracted to a monster.But he thought about it again, if this monster was Montenegro, everything would not be so surprising.

After all, even himself...

An indescribable complexity and entanglement appeared between Yan Chixia's brows.

He is a witch catcher.

Demon hunters and monsters are natural enemies, and they are incompatible opposites. Demon hunters should not fall in love with monsters, let alone fall in love with monsters.

"The path is long," the boatman said again, with an indistinguishable deep meaning in his tone: "The flame of emotion does not necessarily have to clearly distinguish a clear boundary, whether it is a human or a demon. Nothing is more true than following your heart.”

"There's no need to draw a clear line?" Yan Chixia repeated this sentence thoughtfully.

"There is no absolutely right thing in this world. The clear boundaries are used to restrain mediocre people who stick to the rules." The boatman held the oar and smiled softly. I don't know if he was saying it to Yan Chixia or to himself: "Justice Whether it is evil, benevolent or malicious, it is not up to you, nor is it up to me."

Hearing this, Yan Chixia couldn't help taking out the jade pendant in her belt, and the cold and hard touch in her hand was transmitted to Yan Chixia's skin.

He thought of another equally icy existence.

Different from the hardness of the jade pendant, the other one is soft, extremely delicate and smooth.Those hands looked weak and boneless, but they were powerful enough to destroy the entire Nanlai Town.

Thinking of this, Yan Chixia slightly tightened Yupei's hand.

He admitted that in front of Montenegro, he became a little less like himself.He is a demon catcher, and Black Mountain is a demon. Yan Chixia told herself in her heart that she must not be shaken, let alone waver.

He knows that the important thing is not what happened in the past, what is important is what will happen in the future, but he knows that he is not an ordinary person, he is a person who has practiced Taoism since he was a child and is determined to eradicate monsters.

The morals we believe in cannot be violated.

The vows made in front of the teacher's gate must be fulfilled.

Yan Chixia suppressed the throbbing that had just sprouted in her heart, taking advantage of the flame of emotion that had just begun, what he had to do was to extinguish it.

When he took Ning Caichen out, he and Montenegro were still incompatible.

Yan Chixia's eyes became firmer, and after she had figured everything out, the bewilderment in his amber pupils disappeared instantly, replaced by the usual sharpness and sharpness.

However, many things are often smashed cleanly and thoroughly by sudden situations after a person has completed a perfect psychological construction in the first second.

I saw that there were many glowing candles and lanterns floating from a distance on the originally endless river of the underworld.

These candles and lanterns are red and white, and the flames on the upper end are particularly conspicuous in the gloomy environment.

The boatman sighed: "It's another ghost marriage, a sleep in the same coffin——"

The last coda of the boatman dragged on for a long time, and there seemed to be a touch of touch and nostalgia in the ugly voice.

"Dark marriage?" Yan Chixia was a little puzzled, he reached out and picked up a lantern from the river.

After seeing the scene emerging from the flames on the lantern, Yan Chixia froze in place.

What emerged above was none other than the image of Ning Caichen holding a red silk and leading a bride in a red wedding dress on a bridge.

Yan Chixia's pupils shrank suddenly. Although the bride in the wedding gown was covered with a red hijab and could not see her face, Yan Chixia recognized the bride as Montenegro at first sight.

Ning Caichen in groom's clothes and Heishan in red wedding dress.

Yan Chixia couldn't see Heishan's face, and couldn't figure out what Heishan was thinking in his heart, but he saw the slightly raised corners of Ning Caichen's lips and the joy and tenderness that almost overflowed from the bottom of his eyes.

Yan Chixia's heart was incomparably turbulent, and he was so shocked by the images emerging from the candlelight that for a moment he almost suspected that all this was just his illusion.But the pictures reflected in the world of the underworld are the truth after removing the lies, so what his eyes see at this moment is not an illusion, but what happened in reality.

Yan Chixia really wanted to find Heishan or Ning Caichen immediately. He didn't know what happened after Heishan brought Ning Caichen to the Heishan realm, which made things develop to the point he saw.

Why did Montenegro and Ning Caichen form a yin relationship?

Yan Chixia couldn't figure it out that Heishan obviously wanted him to come to Heishan, and that Ning Caichen was taken away to attract him, but in the end they got together with Ning Caichen.

An inexplicable sour feeling permeated from the bottom of Yan Chixia's heart.If he could suppress the secret throbbing in his heart after seeing those scenes in the Styx before, and refused to admit that he was in love with a monster as a monster catcher, then seeing Heishan and Hei Shan in red wedding dresses now After Ning Caichen walked onto the bridge and went to the coffin to lie down together, the great anger and jealousy that gushed out of his heart were enough to explain his intentions.

In such a narrow confined space, what would Heishan and Ning Caichen do?

Yan Chixia thought of what happened when he and Hei Shang were trapped in the same coffin in Lanruo Temple, and suddenly a sense of irritability and vague violence filled Yan Chixia's mind.

He just wants to hurry over now, whether he sees Heishan or Ning Caichen, he wants to find them immediately.

"Where are they?" Yan Chixia asked the boatman.

"The Yinyang River in the Black Mountain Realm."

Yan Chixia said: "Take me to the Yinyang River now." After he finished speaking, he took out three strings of copper coins burnt with red paper and handed them to the boatman: "Thank you."

The boatman took the copper coin, looked at it, smiled with satisfaction, and then took a lantern from the bow of the boat and handed it to Yan Chixia, "Master Xiaodao, take it, the Yinyang Bridge on the Yinyang River, the sound of the bridge is swaying, don't get lost." on the way."

As soon as the last sound of the boatman fell, a huge vortex appeared on the water surface. The boatman started to paddle with the oars, and the boat suddenly began to shake violently.In the next second, Yan Chixia's eyes went black, and when he regained his sight again, he found himself standing at the head of the Yinyang Bridge on the Yinyang River.