The Lotus Lantern is with you

After making love, Mo Chen lazily leaned against the head of the bed.He supported his head with one arm, and with his right hand, he picked up the long hair of the man beside him and played with it carefully.

Yang Jian breathed gently, experienced a love affair, and his heartbeat hadn't slowed down yet.He unceremoniously used Mo Chen's belly as a pillow, squinted his eyes slightly, with a contented expression, as if he was reminiscing.

Mo Chen smiled lightly and outlined the man's sleepy eyebrows, feeling very satisfied.

The man's jet-black hair was long enough to reach his ankles, covering his body hazyly. His jade-like skin was half-hidden, and seemed to glow faintly in the dim light, making him even more seductive. Mo Shen looked at it, suddenly I want to come again.

Sensing that Mo Chen's breath is getting hotter and hotter, and a hard hot thing has been pressing against his abdomen, Yang Jian feels that he can't continue to ignore it now.

"Shen, I thought you should learn to control yourself." Yang Jian raised his head and looked into his eyes seriously.

"But, I'm hungry again." Mo Chen curled his lips, and his fingers slid down the man's naked back. The smooth and warm jade body felt good to the touch. bring it on.

"Mo Shen!!!"

"Woooo...uncle." Mo Chen muttered aggrievedly, "This is the last time."

"..." Yang Jian was speechless, this was the last time, this dead child who didn't keep his word.

"Hey, if uncle doesn't say anything, it means he agrees. Then I'll be impolite!" Mo Chen narrowed his eyes with a smile, pressed the man under him again like a wolf, and started working with his left and right hands at the same time.

"You...well, bastard %...￥#@@@%%￥..." Mo Chen swallowed the series of scolding.

So, another half night passed.

This time, under Yang Jian's dark face, Mo Chen took back what he wanted to say again, and hugged the man obediently, his hands and feet were very regular.

Only then did Yang Jian heave a sigh of relief. Compared to Mo Chen, Yang Jian's desires are much shallower, especially over the past thousand years, he found that he seemed to have really become ascetic, even if Mo Chen returned to him, his Desire is also pitiful.

Compared with Mo Chen who almost never wanted to lure him to the bed, Yang Jian hugged and kissed him more, and even touched his desire.

Yang Jian lay in Mo Chen's arms, listening to his breathing, suddenly felt a little panicked.

He turned out not to be like this.

"Are you afraid?" Mo Chen seemed to guess the fear in his heart, smiled slightly, and gently combed his long hair with his right hand.

Yang Jian raised his eyes, his eyes worried, "You said before, you know my situation."

"Yeah." Mo Chen looked at him thoughtfully, and said, "But don't worry too much, this is just something that every ascetic will encounter."

"?"

"Jian, do you still remember Ji Wukong and Kunlun?"

"Of course I remember." Mentioning these two people, Yang Jian's face darkened, and he said through gritted teeth.

He just hoped that he would never see those two people again in his life.

Suddenly, he thought of something, Yang Jian stood up, frowned slightly, looked into Mo Chen's eyes, and asked, "Shen, although I haven't asked you before, how did you come back from there?"

He only remembered that Mo Chen repaired the gate of hell with his own body. At that time, all thoughts were lost. He only felt empty in his heart, and all emotions, desires, and longings left with him.

Mo Chen groaned softly, rubbing the corners of his eyes, as if he was remembering.

"I saw that it was empty." He said thoughtfully. "He told me something about his previous life, and then he was reincarnated."

Yang Jian grabbed his hand nervously and asked, "He didn't do anything to you, did he?"

Mo Chen looked into those worried black eyes, and couldn't help laughing, "No." He knew that this man was really scared.

"To be precise, he undertook part of the work of repairing the gate of hell for me, otherwise I wouldn't be able to get out of it so quickly." Mo Chen said, "You know that 'hell' originated from the resentment in his heart, and now, he The grievances went away, so he disbanded 'Hell', which is now a staging post."

"Transfer station." Yang Jian frowned, pondering, "So, everyone can come and go as they please?"

"En." After Mo Chen finished speaking, he rubbed the tip of his nose against the man's cheek in a playful manner, but his tone was pitiful, "So, Jian, I'm unemployed now, what do you think should I do?"

Yang Jian couldn't help but wanted to roll his eyes, but he held back when it came to image issues.

Seeing this large creature rubbing against his neck non-stop, Yang Jian rubbed his head helplessly, "Okay, at worst, I'll support you."

"Hey, uncle is the best." Hearing this, Mo Chen happily waved on the man's face.

The man's face flushed slightly, and he glanced at him, beckoning him to continue.

Mo Chen continued, "After I left, Kunlun also came to see me. He said he gave us a gift. I didn't pay much attention to it at the time, but now, I think I know what gift he gave."

"what?"

"Jiuyuanqin is Kunlun's accompanying weapon. It is made by his painstaking efforts. It is equivalent to the incarnation of law." Mo Chen chuckled, snapped his fingers with his right hand, and then strands of golden runes appeared in the air floating in the air. around them.

Yang Jian was slightly surprised. Thousands of years ago, the heavenly rules dissipated with the departure and fall of the gods and demons. Afterwards, the laws of the world were reorganized. This set of laws is more suitable for today's mortal world.

And these golden patterns are the rules.

"Jin, Kunlun left this world and left Jiuyuanqin to you, which means he has passed the throne to you."

"What did you say?" Yang Jian was shocked, his face began to distort, that guy won't plot against him again.It was too much to throw such a mess at him.

"Don't worry, he hasn't officially passed on the throne, I just said that he has this intention." Mo Chen quickly comforted him.

"Jiuyuanqin carries the divinity of Kunlun. It will subtly affect your emotions and desires. If your will is not strong enough, you may be assimilated by it bit by bit. In the end, maybe you will gradually become the second Kunlun." Mo Chen explained.

Yang Jian was stunned.

This is why Bai Moyi is more afraid of Yang Jian, because compared to Yang Jian, he should be more frightening, but Bai Moyi saw the most essential thing.

A pure "god" will not have emotions.

……

Yang Jian was a little depressed. He looked at the sky and sighed deeply.

This was already the one hundred and third time he sighed.

Jiu Yuanqin, whether he can apply to return this thing to Kunlun is really tricky.

"Still thinking about Jiuyuanqin?" Mo Chen walked to Yang Jian's side holding a cup of tea.

Bending down, Mo Chen handed the tea to Yang Jian, and then he stood up straight, with his right hand lightly resting on his shoulder, and half hugged his body from behind.

"Hmm." Yang Jian frowned, staring at a certain point as if distracted.

Seeing this, Mo Chen secretly sighed, "Ji, in fact, this is a heart demon. Every ascetic will encounter a similar heart demon, even me. Do you still remember the time I left?"

"You leave too many times." Yang Jian glanced at him.

Mo Chen was a little embarrassed, it seemed that he was the one who turned around and left first all the time, and never considered this man's mood.

"That time, I was influenced by the inner demon. If you hadn't pulled me out, maybe...the only one alive so far would be Zeng Jin's Moqi."

Mo Chen was a little melancholy, washed away by thousands of years of memories, coupled with the attack of inner demons, under all kinds of pain, he closed himself.If he hadn't been brought back by this man later, he might have been swallowed by thousands of years of memories, lost himself, and become a machine ever since.

Realizing that Mo Chen's breathing was unstable, Yang Jian put down his teacup, turned around and hugged him, comforting him.

Mo Chen smiled, and responded to the other party, "So, don't worry, just treat it as an experience, and I will help you."

Hearing this, Yang Jian became even more depressed.

He thought that, including his previous life, he had been a god for 6000 years, but why did he encounter a demon at this time, or a demon that was forcibly forced over?

He hugged Mo Chen and agreed sullenly.

A trace of cunning flashed across Mo Chen's eyes, and he whispered into Yang Jian's ear, "Uncle, since your inner demon is losing desire, then let's break it with desire, what do you think?"

Yang Jian was taken aback, "Huh?" He was a little slow to react, and looked blankly at the man who was smiling at him.

"Don't worry..." Mo Chen licked Yang Jian's lips, and his right hand had already reached in along the corner of the man's clothes, gently stroking the smooth skin under the clothes. "I won't let your demons take advantage of you..."

With a sly smile, Mo Chenheng picked up a man with wide eyes and walked towards the bedroom. He suddenly liked this gift from Kunlun, it couldn't be more delicious.

"..." The corner of Yang Jian's mouth twitched, feeling like he had fallen into a trap.

unfinished...