After the demon king failed to beg for death

Fu Ling doesn't like to tie her hair up on weekdays. Most of the time, a hair tie is used to tie the ends of her hair and let it fall behind her.

But that doesn't mean he doesn't need long black hair.

His hands were still resting on his smooth head, and he looked at Li Chen almost hopelessly.

"What happened to my hair...?"

Looking at the bald head, Li Chen couldn't help but hook his mouth.

"Did you forget? I was scorched by lightning when I crossed the tribulation."

So it has nothing to do with him.

Fu Ling's hair was also burned when he crossed the catastrophe before, but... not even a single hair was left.

He raised his eyebrows and stared at Li Chen aggressively: "You cut it?"

Seeing that the sophistry was futile, Li Chen nodded expressionlessly and without apology: "Yes."

That curly hair is really an eyesore.

Fu Ling chuckled: "That's fine."

While speaking, the unbroken hand held the hilt of the sword, and in the blink of an eye, he swung the sword flower and stabbed towards Li Chen.

For something like a bald head, no matter what, you have to find someone to accompany you, otherwise it will be lonely.

Fu Ling had already figured it out, if Li Chen fought back, he would be playing a scoundrel, and no matter what, he had to find someone to act as a foil.

However, the person in front of him stood there without moving, his eyes glowed softly, and he looked at Fu Ling with a smile on his lips.

That posture is so strong that even if you pierce me with this sword, I won't move.

Li Chen didn't move, but Fu Ling couldn't move his hand. He quickly withdrew his hand, but the sword still swept across Li Chen's hair and cut off a bunch of hair.

With the sword in his hand, Fu Ling asked in a daze, "Why don't you hide?"

Li Chen looked at him, lifted up his robe suddenly, knelt down on his knees, straightened his back, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Master, do you really not remember me?"

Fu Ling's heart trembled when he was kneeled so suddenly. He dropped his sword, stepped forward hurriedly, and raised his hand to support him: "What are you doing?"

Li Chen didn't speak, but just looked up at him, with indescribable ardor and a trace of inexplicable familiarity in his eyes.

Fu Ling looked at these eyes and suddenly froze.

Seems to be seen somewhere.

A thought suddenly popped up in his mind, and Fu Ling asked in a deep voice, "Do you know... who am I?"

Li Chen's eyes were a little red, he looked at the person in front of him, he only hated himself for not discovering Ni Duan sooner, and for no reason for missing so many days of getting to know each other.

His voice was as cold as ever, but there was a slight tremor in the calm tone of the past: "This Mingshi mountain... I have been guarding for you."

As soon as Li Chen said this, Fu Ling knew that his guess was right.

He already knew his identity.

Fu Ling couldn't figure out what went wrong, but since Li Chen called him master, the person in front of him must be the child he picked up in the past.

Just thinking about it, those eyes just now overlapped with the thin, small and dark child in memory.

Fu Ling's eyes widened, and he suddenly said, "It turned out to be you."

After Fu Ling founded Mingshi Mountain, he was keen on picking up children, those who had no father or mother, and those who were abandoned by others. In short, as long as they were pleasing to his eyes, he would pick them up and throw them into Mingshi Mountain.

So much so that during that time, there were rumors in the cultivation world that Fu Ling used children to practice kung fu, and even more that he ate human flesh to increase his cultivation.

Variety, everything.

But in fact, these children have all become part of Mingshi Mountain.

Fu Ling gave them food, clothed them, taught them to practice and practice, but the only condition was that they would be loyal to Mingshi Mountain in this life, and if there was a traitor, they would be killed without mercy.

If you are unwilling to abide by such rules, you can go down the mountain by yourself.

No accident, no one left, all the children stayed willingly.

For those children who don't have enough food and clothing, and have no father or mother, Fu Ling is their reborn parent, so there is no reason for betrayal.

The dark guards and elites of Mingshi Mountain were cultivated little by little.

But it was a surprise to find Li Chen.

At that time, Fu Ling had already had a heart demon, and he had no nostalgia for this world.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, all in all he couldn't arouse any interest in life.

That day when he was getting drunk in a remote countryside, Fu Ling found this thin, dark and small child beside the haystack where he was sleeping.

He looked about five or six years old, and there was no clean spot on his swarthy face.

The child closed his eyes tightly and curled up into a ball. He curled up next to the haystack, as if he was using the messy haystack to keep warm.

Fu Ling took a few glances at him, then turned away and continued drinking.

He is not interested in picking up children anymore, there are already many people in Mingshi Mountain.

After getting drunk, he fell asleep on the haystack directly, he even closed his five senses, let himself be paralyzed by alcohol, it is best not to wake up from sleep.

It's just that I didn't expect that when Jiu Xing opened his eyes, his body was covered with a pile of weeds, and the thin and small child was sitting next to him with his legs crossed, looking at him with those almost innocent eyes .

Fu Ling rubbed his eyes and sat up, looked at him with a smile and said, "Aren't you cold?"

The child shook his head, then nodded again, opened his mouth, and said in a low voice: "It will be colder when you are asleep."

Fu Ling gave him a fixed look, never expecting that he had been in the cultivation world for hundreds of years, but a child worried that he would be cold when he fell asleep.

It's really novel.

He asked casually: "Child, what's your name?"

The child was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "I don't know."

Fu Ling: "What about your parents?"

The child looked a little dazed, as if he didn't understand what Fu Ling was talking about.

Fu Ling realized in his heart that this was probably another orphan.

He looked up at him, leaned closer and asked, "Then how did you grow up?"

The child's expression was a little sluggish, looking silly, and he raised his face after thinking for a long time. It was still those three words, I don't know.

Fu Ling thought to himself, this kid can't be a fool, why doesn't he know anything.

However, looking at the pile of weeds covering his body, he rarely softened his heart, and reached out to touch the child's head.

I don't know if anyone has ever done this to him before. The child shrank back a bit, but seeing that Fu Ling was about to take his hand away, he chased after him with his head on his head, and put his head under his palm. .

To be honest, the rough hair on that head was not very comfortable to touch, but Fu Ling's hand paused, and he still rubbed it down.

The child narrowed his eyes, like a small dog, seemed to enjoy this movement very much, and couldn't help saying: "It's so comfortable."

Fu Ling picked up so many children, and this was the first time he saw one like him.

Others were either afraid of him and didn't even dare to speak, or they were trembling, for fear that they would do something bad.

It was the first time I put my head up and let him rub it.

Fu Ling couldn't help but burst out laughing, very heartily.

The child looked up at Fu Ling and smiled, and said innocently or sincerely, "You look so pretty when you smile."

When he laughed, no one dared to look directly at him.

In Qi Rui's words, once the lord laughed, no one knew who was going to die, but which sect was going to perish.

Sounds like a real villain, a very deranged kind.

But the child looked at his smile with surprise in his eyes, which made Fu Ling feel uncomfortable.

"How many people have you met before you know I'm good-looking?"

A fool.

Fu Ling cursed in his heart, but took him with him when he left.

He was given a haircut, a bath, new clothes, and a hot meal.

It's called a haircut, but it's actually a shaved head.

The child's messy hair is dirty and messy, like grass, there is really no need to wash it, it is better to shave it and grow it again.

Fu Ling's memories stopped at the child's bald head, which was exactly the same as himself at this moment.

He looked up at the tall and handsome Li Chen, with an indifferent face, sharp eyes, and a sense of sternness in his whole body. It was really impossible to classify him as the same person as the kid who laughed and talked stupidly.

Except for those accidentally similar eyes, these are two people at all! ! !

Li Chen saw Fu Ling's changing expression, and knew that he had remembered.

"Master remembered."

Fu Ling was still not sure, moved closer to the pair of eyes staring at Li Chen, and questioned: "How did you grow into what you are now? It's completely different from when you were a child."

Fu Ling's eyes were close at hand, the tips of their noses were almost close to each other, and even their breaths intertwined.

Li Chen's eyebrows twitched, and without waiting for Fu Ling to wake him up, he dragged his waist with one hand and pressed his shoulder with the other hand, pushing him onto the bed behind him.

Caught off guard, eyes met.

Before Fu Ling could find the slightest resemblance in his memories, he was crushed and couldn't help staring at him.

"You are committing the following crimes."

Li Chen saw that he didn't speak, paused for a moment, and then smiled lightly: "When I was a master, you didn't do this kind of thing less. If you make mistakes, it's because you taught well."

Precepts and deeds, he is just following the gourd.

Fu Ling was choked up, could it be the same?

However, the current atmosphere doesn't seem suitable for thinking about these things. Li Chen leaned on him, his breathing quickened a little, looking at him as if he was looking at a plate of extremely delicious meal, with the feeling of preparing for a full meal. .

Fu Ling didn't know how to push back.

Firstly, I already harbored bad intentions towards this person, and secondly, I had kissed him before, although I didn't say it explicitly, but there are some things that everyone knows well, and if I try to twitch this again, I will look like an unreasonable person.

But Fu Ling just found out that this person is the child he picked up before.

And different from others, Li Chen was the only disciple who kneeled and kowtowed to him three times and formally worshiped him.

This feeling of incest with his apprentice made him feel a little strange, but there was also an indescribable pleasure.

Li Chen reached out to caress his eyebrows and eyes, and asked softly: "What is Master thinking, am I not good-looking?"

Fu Ling returned to look at him, staring slightly, what did this man say?

How does it feel that an identity is exposed, as if some strange switch has been turned on.

Li Chen's aloofness disappeared completely, and he looked like a prodigal son.

He tilted his head slightly, and asked strangely, "How did you know my identity?"

Although Li Chen worshiped him as a teacher, the two of them didn't get along for a long time, even much shorter than those children who were raised by themselves, and they didn't know each other well.

His only impression of the child was that he was small and thin, plus a silly one, nothing else.

Li Chen lowered his head slightly, pecked his lips, and said softly: "You don't think we should talk about something else now."

After all, the current atmosphere is really suitable for doing other things instead of discussing these irrelevant things here.

Fu Ling's heart beat a little faster.

Say something else.

He couldn't help but think of Li Chen pressing him and saying what he wanted in the valley before.

At that time, Li Chen's spiritual energy went berserk, his consciousness was not clear, like a crazy beast, he didn't care about anything, he wished to tear him apart and eat him, but at the end of the day, he was interrupted because of those poisons.

Right now, all the poison is gone, Li Chen's cultivation has also recovered, and he is sober.

Isn't that...

Li Chen really lowered his head.

Wei Wei's lips covered his with a hint of coolness, and a numbness spread from the lips to the brain, and then down the back, making his whole body tremble.

It was just a kiss, and Fu Ling couldn't help but grabbed the bed sheet under him.

Li Chen was very slow and gentle, so soft that Fu Ling thought he was like a fragile porcelain doll that would break if touched.

He couldn't help kicking Li Chen with his feet, and in the gap between them, he couldn't help whispering: "You can't hurry up."

The feeling of being tortured like this made his heart itch, and he wished that this person could be more rough and forceful.

Li Chen's eyes darkened when he was excited by these words, and his whole body tensed up.

He lowered his head abruptly, and bit Fu Lingxue's white neck with one bite, his teeth lightly grinding the tender flesh around the neck, and soon sucked the place red.

Fu Ling hissed, stretched out his hand and patted his head, and said softly, "Are you a fucking dog?"

What's wrong with biting.

Li Chen ignored him, and continued biting in another place, and his snow-white neck soon turned into bruises.

It looks a little scary.

Fu Ling knew what it would look like without even thinking about it. This person could not be considered a dog.

However, this thought was not over yet, and Fu Ling couldn't help but tense his toes with a surge of energy.

There are bursts of different feelings in places that have never been touched by anyone.

Even before, he was also a ruthless master, let alone after his rebirth.

There are some thin calluses between Li Chen's palms, not thick at all.

Fu Ling had already closed his eyes, enjoying this man's service with peace of mind.

No wonder men are so lustful. When he didn't enjoy this feeling, Fu Ling also thought that he was different from others and would never be addicted to sex.

But at the moment, he had to admit that this was really an intoxicating thing.

The person in front of him is also his sweetheart, he just can't stop, he is willing to fall.

After a long time, Fu Ling's body trembled, and a soft moan escaped from his tightly pursed lips.

He opened his eyes in a daze, as if all the strength in his body had been taken away.

Looking at this appearance, Li Chen's eyes became darker and darker.

But unexpectedly, he lowered his head and kissed the corner of Fu Ling's lips, straightened up without hesitation, turned around, and slowly and steadily breathed.

Fu Ling came to his senses, a little dazed.

Even if he has never experienced this kind of thing, he has read it in the storybook and knows what will happen next.

He was already prepared, even if he suffered some injuries, it didn't matter.

He has always been in good health, and this injury is nothing to him.

I just thought about it, but I didn't expect this person to turn around and prepare to leave.

What the hell does this mean? Is my bald head unattractive?

The author has something to say: Thank you for your support, okay!

Fu Ling: If you are bald, you will lose your charm.

。感谢在2020-09-2315:36:45~2020-09-2510:42:32期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Ye Linghong 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!