Eldest brother became paranoid after being possessed

Jin Wuchen stared blankly at Yan Luofei in front of him. He stood naked in the bathtub, water droplets slid down his smooth and fair skin, leaving behind transparent water stains, which was too tempting.

It took Jin Wuchen a long time to recover from the picture in front of him, and he frowned and looked away: "...I probably know what magic weapon means to you. After all, you just don't want your masterpiece to be destroyed in the hands of others."

"Otherwise?" Yan Luofei narrowed her eyes slightly, "Why do you insist on making me treat them as human beings? If I really treat them as human beings, wouldn't I become their mother? Then who is the father?"

Jin Wuchen: "..."

"Oh~" Yan Luofei put on a playful expression, "You want to be their father? Then I don't mind having so many sons suddenly..."

"Yan Luofei!" Jin Wuchen gave a "tsk", "I shouldn't have told you this, every time you can get it wrong."

"This matter?" Yan Luofei tilted her head to admire his headache, "Why can't I understand what you are saying?"

"That's all." Jin Wuchen didn't bother to talk to him any more, turned around and found a ladle for scooping water from the cabinet, walked behind Yan Luofei, squatted down to scoop up a ladle of water, stood up and poured it on Yan Luofei's shoulder.

Yan Luofei closed her eyes to feel the water flowing over her body, and raised her head slightly: "Jin Wuchen, do you want to know what happened 50 years ago?"

Hearing this sentence, Jin Wuchen stopped scooping up the water, and then squatted beside the bucket to respond: "I asked you earlier, but you kept silent."

"Yes, after all, it involves too much. And the memory of that time is already a little blurred for me." Yan Luofei said, his mood stabilized, and he sat back in the bathtub again, stretched his legs, and rested his chin on his lap Said, "I can't tell which memories are true and which are false. I can only tell you that the elders of Tianyang Xianmen can't believe everything."

Jin Wuchen was stunned for a moment, and after understanding what Yan Luofei meant, the hand holding the ladle couldn't help tightening.

After a moment of silence, he said lightly, "Okay, I will remember."

"Hahaha, do you really believe me?" Yan Luofei raised his head and leaned back, with his arms resting on the side of the bucket, he was still melancholy for a moment, and then became wild and arrogant, "I am a devil."

"You are a demon, and you are also my elder brother." Jin Wuchen said as he took a piece of handkerchief, soaked it in water, put it on Yan Luofei's shoulders, and remembered it when he was about to rub it, "It's fine to cultivate immortals. Regardless of cultivating demons, you have already left the mundane world, why do you take a bath?"

"Because I want you to see me." Yan Luofei turned around with a smile, held Jin Wuchen's hand holding the handkerchief, and raised his eyebrows playfully, "Am I still pretty?"

Jin Wuchen looked at him blankly for a while, then suddenly withdrew his hand, then directly ignored Yan Luofei's question, and while rubbing his back, he said, "What do you mean when you said you were insane?"

"Oh, that." Yan Luofei is in a good mood now, so he answered him cooperatively, "Every demon has a demon, and once it is formed, it is difficult to get rid of it. You can kill the illusion, but you can't kill the root. After all, the demon is a demon." The source of the power of the devil is like the golden core of the practitioner. It will magnify all the emotions of the devil. Once the emotions are out of control and the reason is swallowed up, I don’t know what I will do. Isn’t it just a madness? "

He scooped up some water with his hands as he spoke, and watched the water flow through his fingers: "The higher the temperature, the more emotionally dry. In fact, I haven't changed, I just become more sensitive and uncontrollable." , I care more about myself than others. That’s why I say that demons are bad, they are all selfish, moody, shameless people who can’t even control their own emotions, and base their own happiness on the pain of others. only."

Jin Wuchen raised his eyebrows, a little surprised: "It's the first time I've heard someone criticize me like this."

"Calling?" Yan Luofei smiled, "I'm just telling the truth, there's nothing shameful in admitting that I'm bad, it's better to say that it's a compliment to the devil."

"I don't understand you." While speaking, Jin Wuchen picked up the comb to comb Yan Luofei's hair again, and suddenly felt that Yan Luofei, who was quietly staying in the bathtub, was not bad at all.

"You are a cultivator, I am a demon cultivator, don't try to understand me, I don't need it, I just want your body."

"..." Jin Wuchen took a deep breath, forced himself to remain calm, and then said, "Is it all right? Get up, I'll wipe your body for you."

Yan Luofei was indeed satisfied, so he obediently stood up from the bathtub, opened his arms to be at the mercy of Jin Wuchen, and then smiled with his lips——he only asked Jin Wuchen to serve him in the bath, but he didn't ask him to do anything else.But the junior brother wants to do the whole set himself, of course he has no reason to stop it.

Jin Wuchen lifted Yan Luofei's waist-length hair, and gently brushed the handkerchief against his back, suddenly feeling something was wrong.

Whether it is a monk in the Nascent Soul Stage or a Demon Cultivator in the Devil Infant Stage, it is said that "the face stays forever", but it is just that you can choose one appearance from the long years you have experienced to show others, so the scars on your body can disappear, but the birthmark Something that is born like this cannot disappear.

Looking at Yan Luofei's body again, it is so perfect that it is unreal - no scars, no birthmarks, no moles, and even every pore is so perfect that it makes people tremble.

Like, man-made.

Jin Wuchen was taken aback by his own thoughts, so much so that he wiped his hands for Yan Luofei's body.

Noticing his wavering, Yan Luofei tilted her head: "What? My body is too good-looking, so you're dumbfounded?"

Jin Wuchen is not in the mood to joke with him now: "Is your body... still your original body?"

"You're asking this, it's like I've changed my body." Yan Luofei said, walked out of the tub, turned to look at Jin Wuchen, then threw himself on him with a smile, raised his hands to hook his neck .

Jin Wuchen dodged instinctively, but in the end he still didn't dodge. Being hooked by him, he couldn't help frowning: "Yan Luofei, let go."

"I'm not loose~" Yan Luofei lay on Jin Wuchen's body relaxedly, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Ah, it's the smell of Jin Wuchen.

The person in front of him was the real Jin Wuchen, not his demon, not the phantom who played with him and laughed at him time and time again.

Jin Wuchen sighed, threw the handkerchief in his hand, and made a seal with one hand, the wind swept past Yan Luofei's body, and swept away the water remaining on his body in just a short moment.

Yan Luofei was so cold that he shrank into Jin Wuchen's arms. Before he could react, Jin Wuchen had already fetched his robe with the wind, put it back on him, and then said lightly: "I will order my disciple of Tianyang Xianmen Go down the mountain and try your best to search for the whereabouts of the summoning bell, if you find him, please continue to help me save people, senior brother."

For some reason, Jin Wuchen gritted his teeth for the last three words.

Yan Luofei continued to lie on top of him, raising her eyebrows.

Jin Wuchen said that he didn't understand him, so how could he understand what Jin Wuchen was thinking?

Why do you hate his touch, hate his frivolity and banter, and at the same time trust him, rely on him, and then... treat him so tenderly.

Whether Jin Wuchen carried him into the bucket, or combed his hair, rubbed his back, wiped his body, and changed his clothes, his movements were all extremely gentle, as if he was afraid of hurting him.

No matter how cold his tone was, no matter how unforgiving his words were, his actions would not deceive people—he was not at all the attitude a cultivator should have when facing a demon.

"Junior Brother, you actually like me too, right?" Yan Luofei joked.

"Thinking too much." After Jin Wuchen put on the robe for him, he squatted down suddenly, hooked his knees, hugged him horizontally, walked to the bedside a few steps, and gently placed him on the bed, Then he said blankly: "Rest, I'll tie your hair tomorrow morning."

After all, he didn't give Yan Luofei a chance to respond, so he turned around and left.

Yan Luofei turned over and watched him leave her room with her head propped on one hand. She was a little bit happy but also a little bit melancholy. She always felt that she was close to getting this person, but for some reason, she was just a little bit short. There was a feeling that she was within reach. And the feeling that I can't get it.

Hmm...it's kind of annoying to think about it.

Jin Wuchen was probably afraid of being caught by him, so when he was walking, there was wind under his feet, and he almost flew out of the room.

He left Yan Luofei's room, closed the door, and immediately wrote a letter with his spiritual power and sent it to Tianyang Immortal Gate:

[Pass my order, all the Jindan cultivators of the outer sect will go down the mountain, and search for the whereabouts of the summoning bell with all their strength!If there is any progress, please reply immediately! 】

After finishing this, he pushed open the door of the opposite room and entered his own room.

At the moment Jieying and Yuxi are both in his room, one lying on the bed and the other sitting by the coffee table.

When Jin Wuchen saw the two when he entered, he couldn't help being stunned, as if he just remembered their existence, and then said coldly: "Go out, I'm going to sleep."

Cultivators don't need to sleep. He said he slept, but he actually wanted to practice for a while when he had nothing to do at night. Naturally, he didn't like to be disturbed when he was practicing.

However, both of them were a little sluggish.

"Master didn't call me, so I won't go." Jie Ying, who was lying on the bed, responded.

"If you go, you will die." Yu Xi added.

"Then don't stay in my room." Jin Wuchen frowned.

"There are only two rooms in total, and there is nothing we can do." Jiying lazily looked up at him.

Yu Xi beside the tea table gracefully picked up the teacup and took a sip of water: "If you think our human shape is an eyesore, I can change back into a cup. But don't hold me to drink water, it will cause big problems."

Jin Wuchen hesitated to speak, but suddenly thought of something, and said lightly: "If your master finds out that you stayed in the same room with me for one night, what will happen to you?"

Jieying: "..."

Jade Eclipse: "..."

"Tsk, I'm leaving now." Jieying angrily got up from the bed and walked towards the door.

——Jin Wuchen was right, if Yan Luofei found out that they were in the same room all night, Yan Luofei would definitely go crazy.

Yu Xi also stood up from the tea table, and gracefully bowed to Jin Wuchen when she went out: "Excuse me, I wish you to be pushed down by the master as soon as possible, or... to be pushed down by the master as soon as possible~"

After that, he pulled his lips into a smile and closed the door.

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