Can the villain be coaxed today?

The mountain road just after rain was rough and difficult to walk, and the unique fresh smell of the jungle after the rain floated in the air. The four ghost subordinates carried the gorgeous black gold throne two fronts and two backs, on which lay a pork belly tied with hemp rope. Shen Yan was one of the hostages, and the four ghosts were walking staggeringly. Ji Min stared at him for a moment, and sighed, "Your Majesty, your "son" is really heavy. After all these years, the weight hasn't changed at all."

Shi Bantang walked in the front, with his hem on the ground, flying up and down as he walked forward, and mud spots splashed all over the bottom of his trousers, "Nonsense, it is made of a whole piece of black scale wood, which is more precious than gold, and it can still shrink. I almost didn't put money into it, and it doesn't matter how it can be worthy of its honorable status."

Ji Min nodded, "Yes."

He was two steps behind, turned his head to look at Shen Yan, who was leaning on the black gold throne with serene eyes, and said in a short while: "Your Majesty, let him lie down on your son? What if he is lying down? Are you treating him too well?" gone?"

Shi Bantang didn't look back, and the slightly lowered eyes showed a little irritability, "You take it for granted, what else do you do? Drag it behind with a hemp rope? I still want to complain, this dove occupies the magpie's nest This stuff made me have to walk, I hate walking! If it wasn’t for him—”

Shi Wantang suddenly fell silent.

Ji Min asked: "Your Majesty, what do you think of him?"

"..."

Seeing that he saved me, otherwise I should have thrown him there just now!Let him fend for himself!

"It's nothing, just shut up and don't ask!"

Ji Min let out a long "Oh" and was about to say something when a cold voice suddenly came from behind him, as if he had just woken up, with a soft nasal tone in his tone, "Why don't you come up?"

"..."

"I woke up with the king's surname Shen..."

"I'm not blind!"

"……Oh."

The person on the throne leaned on the back of the chair with his head tilted halfway, and cast his gaze casually and scrutinizingly. Shi Bantang inexplicably felt a chill on the back of his neck and felt a little guilty.

"Huh?" Shen Yan let out a long sigh of relief and said, "You don't like walking, come up."

Shi Wantang felt that when he said the three words "come up", it was more like saying "the evil is coming to die".

"Ha." He felt guilty for only a moment, and the Lord Ghost King immediately returned to his nature. He sneered and hummed twice, beckoning his subordinates to put down the throne, and then under Shen Yan's straight gaze, he said coolly: "It's just right to wake up, just right I'm tired from walking, so get off quickly.

"

"..." Shen Yan looked down at the hemp rope all over his body, and said speechlessly, "Do you think I can move?"

Shi Bantang gave a "tsk" impatiently, rolled up his sleeves with both hands, revealing two smooth white forearms, he took two steps straight forward, pushed Shen Yan's shoulders aside, and began to untie his arms. Knot behind his back.

During this process, Shen Yan's cheek was extremely close to him, and his black eyes rolled, staring at him intently from the beginning to the end.

"Shouldn't you give me an explanation?" Shen Yan said slowly, the sky was shining through the gaps in the branches and leaves, his face was cold and sharp, but his eyes were gentle and narrow, like a man who was soft on the inside and strong on the outside. In an extremely contradictory body, Shi Wantang accidentally glanced at it, and immediately let out a fiery "Huh".

"how?"

Lord Ghost King reprimanded with a straight face: "Untie the rope! Hold back and spit on my face!"

"...I don't spit when I talk."

Lord Ghost King still sullenly said, "Blow it out."

"..."

Shen Yan didn't know what to say, the first knot was loosened, he moved his wrist tentatively, and heaved a sigh of relief: "Why did you suddenly knock me out?"

"Untie the rope and say shut up!"

"I didn't tell you."

"I……"

Shi Bantang turned his head to look at him angrily, and met those calm glazed eyes. He bit his cheek, pressed his lips tightly, and cursed viciously in a short while: "Then turn your eyes away too!"

"..." Shen Yan stared at him quietly for a moment, then obediently turned away.

As if the taut strings were finally loosened, Shi Bantang exhaled twice with lingering fear in a place he couldn't see, and the heart in his chest was beating rapidly.

It seems that I have never noticed it before. It turns out that Shen Yan is so good-looking, with his eyebrows cut like a knife, and his nose hanging like a gall. His eyes are black and bright, filled with a bright galaxy. The corners of his mouth are not completely sunken. Sometimes there will be a slight arc, like a smile...

Fuck, what am I thinking!

Shi Wantang was shocked.

"Master Ghost King, if you keep tearing it down, my neck will be broken by you."

Shen Yan's low and clear voice rang in his ears again. He was startled, looked down, and found that the knot was being pulled tighter and tighter by him indiscriminately, and the other end was wrapped around his slender neck and wrapped around his waist. Use more force, the head of the master of the Kunlun Palace will be divided in his hands today.

"This... Who tied this thing?! Why are there so many layers?!" He let go of his hands in a hurry, and had to bend down to carefully search for the loose knotted thread. In this way, the distance between him and Shen Yan Getting closer.

"In order to prevent me from escaping, it is natural to tie it tighter." Seeing that Shi Wantang was lying on his body, Shen Yan shrank back, avoiding the contact of shoulders and arms, and said half-heartedly One sentence.

"Tch," Shi Bantang let out a gasp from the tip of his nose in disdain, and then he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw how far away his subordinates were, so he murmured in a low voice, "You can't escape if you don't tie me up, I just want to try Let’s see if you really can’t use your spiritual power. Who would have thought that you would be so reckless? I should have left you where I knew, and let you be eaten by wild beasts, to fend for yourself... Ah, I’m so annoying, this Why are there still knots!"

Shen Yan: "You can ask your subordinates to help, it will be faster."

Shi Wantang didn't bother to turn his head back: "You don't want others to touch it!"

Shen Yan: "..."

Are you someone else?

His lips twitched, looking at Shi Bantang's serious side face, he still didn't speak.

"By the way, let me tell you something." Shi Wantang said while breaking the knot with concentration, "Although I don't know what kind of injury you have suffered, the most indispensable thing in the Shifang Mountain Range is the treasure of heaven and earth. , I’ll take you back, find any elixir you want by yourself, from now on we will not owe each other, and the matter of saving me in that secret realm will be paid off.”

The Shifang Mountain Range is not far from the Tianpo Mountain Range. Strictly speaking, that mountain range is the place with the most luxuriant aura in the book. There are countless spirit beasts and spiritual objects. The Fang Mountain Range has been the largest gathering place for ghosts since a long time ago. In addition, the fierce beasts and spirit treasures in it are in direct proportion, so it has not been evacuated until now. Standing on his own as a king, he set up the Ghost Palace of the Ten Directions, and his subordinates are full of demons and demons.

Shen Yan shook his head: "This injury can be cured by extraordinary medicine..."

Before the words were finished, Shi Bantang finally untied all the hemp ropes, pulled them off Shen Yan's body in a messy manner, breathed a long sigh of relief, and said, "How do you know if you don't try?"

Shen Yan pondered slightly, narrowed his eyes and said, "That's true."

Shi Wantang took two steps back, and happily put his hands on his hips: "Come down, I'm about to enjoy the noble throne experience."

Shen Yan raised his eyebrows with great interest, walked down the throne leisurely, and stopped Shi Bantang when he passed by him.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck! Shen Yan, what are you doing?! Eat my tofu? You fucking beast!"

"..." Shen Yan calmly stopped the slap he slapped on him, trying to be calm, "You misunderstood, I don't like tofu, I have something to ask you, can we go together?"

Master Bantang was heartbroken and furious, "What are you doing! I've been walking all the way! Can't you rest for a while, can't you ask when you go back?!"

"It's a very important thing."

"..."

He took one last reluctant look at his son, turned around, and pointed to the fresh mud next to him, "Did you see that? If what you said, Shen Yan, is not important enough, I will hold you down." Believe it or not?"

"Xin, can we go?"

Shi Bantang remained expressionless, kicking his boots and walking away.

Leaving Ji Min at the same place, watching the whole process, but completely confused, he could only laugh dryly, twitching the corners of his mouth under Shen Yan's calm gaze, and turned his head to follow his king.

The Shifang Ghost Hall is called Shifang, but it actually doesn’t occupy a large area. It is surrounded by dense forests and swamps, surrounded by fierce ghosts all the year round. Before Shi Bantang took over, it was the largest settlement of ghost cultivators.

Of course, after he took over, this place is still the largest ghost cultivator settlement.However, he ordered people to build a few magnificent halls on the high ground. Rao, a piece of magnificent buildings uprooted from the ground behind the halls, was trimmed in a decent manner. As a daily residence, it is less heavy and colder The eerie air-conditioning surrounded by many ghosts and ghosts.

Shen Yan looked at the spine-swallowing beast protruding from the clouds from a distance, and suddenly found a sense of reality from this world in this misty and indifferent behemoth. Only then did he sigh secretly: Ah, it really is. I'm wearing a book.

From the moment he opened his eyes to the present, he has existed in this world for no more than twelve hours. When he was unprepared, he saw every move, and his nerves were so tense that he could play a song of Guangling San. When he relaxed a little, But it was the daze of seeing that he was not in his hometown, which made him relax, and he didn't even relax. He didn't even have time to calm down and carefully ponder the issue of wearing books. Later, Shi Wantang's whim changed the original plan. At the moment when he woke up on the throne, he couldn't even tell whether he was more angry or more surprised, because he was able to learn from the influence of the people around him and the idea that it was completely different from the established direction. He truly feels his own existence, the soul is real, and the logic of thinking belongs to him. No matter what form he is in, Shen Yan still exists firmly in a certain corner of the universe.

As long as you don't die and hope lasts forever, no matter how many things you have, you can solve them one by one, and no matter how big your debt is, you can get it back one by one.

"I said Shen Yan, Mr. Shen, what exactly do you want to ask? You have held back all the way, and now you are at the door of your house, you haven't even held back a fart!"

Shi Wantang rolled his eyes, picked up the grass on the side of the road in extreme displeasure, turned it into a ball of blue grass fragments and threw it away, playing with the grass juice, the palms of his hands were dyed green.

The two walked in the forefront, followed by a group of ghost subordinates who followed suit - everyone was very surprised that Shen Yan could stand here intact, the key was that the king didn't seem to have any plans to do anything to him, but they were always arguing. what behavior?Flirting?

What about being a hostage?

Shen Yan calmly glanced at the big eyes that were thirsty for knowledge behind him, moved his footsteps towards Shi Bantang's side, tilted his head slightly without changing his face, and put it close to his ear: "You Shifang Mountain Range Here, are there any herbs that work on the soul?"

After rubbing a ball of grass leaves, Shi Wantang threw it aside in disgust, clapped his hands, and replied, "Yes, what's the matter?"

Shen Yan didn't answer, turned his face sideways, and looked at him with a "you understand" look.

Shi Bantang dawdled at the stains on his hands, met his eyes, and the speed became slower and slower, and after a long while, he finally understood what he meant under his long gaze: "...fuck, you hurt your soul ?”

Shen Yan made a small gesture to him, pulled his arm and walked a few steps forward, avoiding Ji Min and other ghosts, and then said indistinctly "Well", said: "A little bit, the spirit is reflected in harmony with There is a bit of rejection in the body..."

He can't be too specific. Shi Wantang is slow and doesn't like to think about things, but it doesn't mean he is stupid. If he finally sees the clue, it will be a big trouble for him.

"Fuck," Shi Wantang cursed again. He spent his childhood and youth in the streets of the city, and got dirty and dirty. Such venting curses have almost become his mantra. .But he had a face as white as snow, with flying eyebrows and eyes. Even with such vulgar words, it didn't prevent him from looking like a rich man piled up in a heap of brocades.

He frowned and thought for a while, "There are a few spiritual herbs in the Shifang Mountain Range that can repair the soul, but the soul rejects... I've never heard of this. I'll go back and look through the treasures of the Shifang Mountain Range that Ji Min and the others sorted out before. Booklet, let’s see if I can find anything... But Shen Yan, you actually kept such a big thing from the Kunlun Palace?! Are you looking for death?!"

Shi Bantang looked at him very disapprovingly, the wet green juice between the fingers gradually gathered into a small drop, flowing along the crevices of the fingers, overflowing the delicate finger pulps and falling onto the fingertips, facing Shen Yan's boots.

He struggled for a moment between moving his feet or moving his hands, his thoughts were uncertain, and the instinct of his body had already made a choice for him-he quickly stretched out two fingers, crossed Shi Bantang's wrists and turned them over!With five fingers facing the sky, let the grass sap drip back in the original direction, and said with an extremely cold expression: "I have my own plans, can you wipe your hands clean first?"

Shi Wantang was stunned for two seconds, and frowned suddenly, as if he wanted to scold but didn't know what to scold. The wrist surrounded by Shen Yan's index finger and thumb was slightly warm, and even his heart shrank.

"...It's not that I'm hiding it, it's just that this incident... happened unexpectedly. If it spreads out now, it may be detrimental to the trip to the secret realm of Kunlun Palace. If I suppress it, others will be afraid. My Kunlun Palace The disciples will not be missed by some demons and heretics."

Shen Yan let go of his hand, and explained in a serious manner, just looking at his righteous and awe-inspiring expression, people who are not sensitive enough will definitely not see anything unusual.

Shi Wantang is one of the people who are not sharp enough, he slowly withdrew his hand, feeling a little complicated, "The injury of the soul is different from the body, it may take a long time to heal, such a big thing, just tell me I'm..."

Shen Yan raised his eyebrows, noncommittal, "Exchange, isn't Lord Ghost King also afraid of the dark?"

Shi Bantang rolled his eyes at him angrily, and nodded his chin arrogantly, "All right, my Shi Bantang doesn't have to kill people and set fire to him. If you don't fight against me, I don't have to deal with you. Since you are so Trust me, this ghost king will be merciful and will not spread this matter, but Shen Yan, remember, you owe me a favor, and you will have to pay it back in the future."

It started, it started, His Royal Highness Ghost King started again.

Shen Yan narrowed his eyes indiscriminately, as if a certain switch had been touched, and couldn't help but want to smile, but he quickly held back, and said with a tense corner of his mouth: "Well, I remember."