not scientific at all

The king's hand fell on Qingjing's arm, and there seemed to be some deeper hints in his smile, and he was about to go out by pulling him.The scales on Qingjing's body were about to split open, and an inexplicable sense of crisis suddenly emerged. He shook off the claw fiercely, called out the flying sword and threw it to his side, and jumped on it.

But for some reason, as soon as he stood on the sword, the flying sword, which had stopped well in the air, fell to the ground with his weight, and couldn't get up no matter how much he pushed it.The king was thrown away vigorously by him, and he staggered back a few steps before he stood still, leaned on the attendant, frowned and said in a low voice: "Fellow daoist, stay here, I have no other intentions, but I have something to say to fellow daoist privately." .”

Not to mention being called "Daoist friend", he can't stay even if he is called "Teacher".Judging by the king's behavior, he is not a good person, but he still wants his first night right. Do you really think that he doesn't understand what this means, and he can just go away with someone just by coaxing him?But...he also had blind dates with female pythons in other zoos, but because he opened his mind early, he didn't want to mate with those little female snakes!

But how did the king see that he hadn't been with a female snake yet?None of the veterinarians he's seen has reached this level of genius. Could it be that he is a miracle doctor?

Qing Jing urged the flying sword a few times but couldn't fly, so he simply put it away, lowered his head and strode out the door.He didn't know how many people he knocked over and how many feet he trampled on along the way. There were screams in the hall one after another, mixed with Duke Lulin's voice to persuade his son-in-law to obey the lord, and the scene was chaotic.

When he was running, he also had a bit of a snake-like aura. His waist and hips and other places where the bones could move were a little bit left and right, which was not obvious when he walked slowly.It's like when a person plays a game, his body will follow the protagonist in the screen. Usually, he will consciously control the image, but when it comes to the critical moment, he only cares about his anxiety, and half of his body follows him out.

This kind of movement hinders him from running, but he looks swaying from behind, the hem of the fairy clothes undulates with his steps, the precious light flickers between the braids, and the whole person almost turns into a continuous flame while running wildly.The king stood in the hall supporting his attendants, watching him run away with an unpredictable expression, until the figure that could burn people's eyes disappeared from the door, then he took out a small glass bottle from his arms, put it between his nose and lightly After sniffing, he took off his cloak and chased after the door.

Qing Jing ran fast with his long legs, leaving behind the group of attendants and soldiers who were chasing him.However, the guards standing guard outside also heard the commotion and broke into the palace. The pursuers at the back were terrified, and there were still people running in to besiege the front door. Seeing that the gate was in front of him, the doorway was blocked by soldiers little by little in front of his eyes. die……

This is even more pathetic than going out for a trip on November [-], and suddenly wanting to go to the bathroom while climbing half of the mountain, only to find that there are people all over the mountain road, and you can only squeeze in place like sardines unless you sacrifice your life!

So he jumped.

Running to a huge window sill, he suddenly stopped and turned around, raised his left hand to protect his head and face, and slammed his shoulders hard against the glass.Shards of broken glass were flying all over the sky, but they couldn't cut his skin and fairy clothes. It was like gold flakes falling during a celebration, reflecting a layer of radiance around him.

The soldiers were afraid of being cut by the broken glass stubble, so they all stopped to wait and see. Only one man pushed aside the crowd and rushed up, grabbed his arm, and rushed out of the window with him.

The man's movement was very strange, his limbs were actually more flexible than his snake, he changed his posture in mid-air, clung to his arm and wrapped himself around him.In such a short time of flying from the window to the square outside, the man had already wrapped him tightly, pressed his shoulder with his right hand and turned him over to his chest, and clasped his left hand on his cool chin .

Qing Jing was almost dizzy, and when he landed, his body was tightly entangled again, and he fell directly on the ground, smashing a deep hole in the flat floor tiles.Before he could recover and get up, the hand clasping the lower half of his face was lifted vigorously, and a somewhat familiar face was caught off guard, and the soft and moist lips were pressed against his mouth, ruthlessly He took a deep breath.

Qing Jing was completely dumbfounded.

Although he was often kissed by the owner, by the breeder when performing, and by female tourists when taking pictures... But this feeling is different from that.The lips of those people in the past were warm and soft, with a fresh meaty aroma. When they touched his mouth, the air touched by the tip of his tongue was full of meaty aroma, which felt very comfortable.But now this kiss seems to be sucking out his soul. There is a feeling of suffocation in his chest, his throat is dry, and his hands and feet feel cold. Only the lips are hot and flowing, making people reluctant to part sweet smell.

The man's hand moved away from his shoulder, and slowly slid to the dantian of the lower abdomen, and he seemed to be able to feel the scorching temperature of the palm through the fairy clothes.

There... there is his door, no one can touch it!

A strong sense of crisis surged to the top of his head, Qing Jing woke up suddenly, and with a flick of his leg, a golden snake tail that was several meters long came out from under the hem of his clothes, wrapped around the man's legs and threw him violently.

The whole person was photographed by him on the ground, and his upper body was almost buried in the broken bricks.He finally sat up and showed his true face, but his expression was still calm and gentle, he was actually the king who presided over the knighting ceremony.He covered his mouth with his right hand and coughed lowly, his face was pale, but his cheeks were smeared with a sickly bright red as if on fire.There was also a dark flame burning in his eyes, and when he raised his eyes and looked over, the distance between his brows and eyes was extremely close, making his eyes look like deep pools, difficult to see through.

Qing Jing also covered his mouth and looked at him, but it was a pity that his eyes were too big, too clear and moist, no matter how he lowered his head and raised his eyes, there was no such deterrent force.

But his tail was quite powerful, and when he twisted it a little harder, the king's cough was mixed with a painful groan.He immediately swallowed the pain, showed the same gentle smile as before, and said in a low voice: "Just now I lost my composure and offended Fellow Daoist. Qingbo didn't dare to ask Fellow Daoist to forgive me, but... now I am under the control of Fellow Daoist In the middle, can you give me some time to listen to things about this world?"

The world is weird enough, but the Chinese monks who can be kings in this place are even weirder.Qing Jing's snake tail entangled him and pulled him back, pulling the other's chin like the king did to him just now, his eyes widened and he asked sharply: "What were you doing to me just now? Why am I like being photographed by Hanako?"

Xu Qingbo put down his hand covering his lips, gently wiped away the blood on his palm with a handkerchief, and waved to the surrounding soldiers first: "I have something to talk to Duke Xueyuan, you go and tidy up the garden, don't allow anyone to disturb We." Turning around, he smiled at Qing Jing again, and said sincerely: "I behaved abruptly just now, fellow Taoists may not be willing to follow me to the room to discuss, so let's sit in the garden. There is a wide view, and it is not easy to speak Eavesdropping, so that I can also tell my fellow daoists what I and other senior ascendants know about this world."

Qingjing saw that he was about to vomit blood after taking a breath, and he didn't look like he could beat him, so he simply agreed to his request, but he didn't let go of the king, but stretched his tail a few meters, and used it to With the tip held, he moved to the garden.The attendants and maids serving around watched the snake kidnapping the king, but they were not frightened. Instead, they said enthusiastically: "The Duke of Xueyuan's ability is also transformation! I thought that only Farfox's pterodactyl mage can transform. , I never thought that we, Vesta, would have such a hero!"

"Falfox's hero can only transform his whole body, but our Duke can only transform his lower body, which looks better than his animal form!"

"Could it be that the Duke kissed His Majesty the King to make love? He was so shy that he wanted to run away when he heard that he was going to exercise the power of the first night, but now he is hugging His Majesty so closely..."

"Duke Xueyuan came at the right time. We have a duke-level powerhouse in this battle of gods. Your Majesty doesn't need to drag his sick body into battle anymore!"

"No, His Majesty will definitely go to battle in person, otherwise he won't be able to win the chance to return to God's Domain!"

The attendants hid outside the garden and whispered, but the object of the discussion was bumped up and down on the snake's tail, and suffered a lot.

The garden is trimmed into a labyrinth, surrounded by paths separated by evergreen shrubs, and sometimes a wall of flowers will appear in the middle of the road that looks like a thoroughfare from the outside.So Qingjing went around several times in and out, the king on his tail was swinging upside down, and the blood that was finally swallowed was spit out several times, and when he walked to the middle of the garden, the bright red on both sides of his cheeks had completely disappeared Faded, as pale as the rest.

There are two swings covered with flowers in the middle of the garden. Qingjing threw the king onto one of them, and slowly climbed onto the other one. His long tail, which is more powerful than a magic weapon, twitched on the ground, and his pointed chin Lifting it towards him, he said coldly and domineeringly: "Say!"

The king held the swing rope covered with flowers in his right hand, leaned his face on his arm, closed his eyes, and said slowly: "Fellow Daoist, have you ever felt that there is no spiritual energy in this world?"

Can't you feel this?Don't avoid the important things and just clear it up, first explain the problem of you playing hooligans with me!Qing Jing expressed the above content concisely with a white eye. The king coughed lightly and brought the topic back to the right path: "Friends of Taoism, do you know that this world not only has no spiritual energy, but also absorbs the spiritual energy of monks in turn? I am in this world. After staying for more than 200 years, I have seen dozens of monks who strayed into this world before and after in this Vesta Empire, but they are still there now, and there are only six of them including fellow Taoists."

Qingjing's eyebrows twitched, and the movement of flicking his tail on the ground unconsciously changed to pushing.The swing was gently shaken, and he slowly digested the words while holding the rope of the swing, and asked after a long time: "You mean, because you were sucked up by this world, you smashed the jar and planned to give up the treasure that you have kept for many years before dying. In the body of a (male) Dafa (principal) teacher?"

The king coughed again.

This time he didn't dare to say those mysterious things that he couldn't understand, and explained in the most simple way: "The aura in my body has been squeezed to the limit by this world. When I arrived at Ganlin, I lost control of my mind for a while, and couldn't help but absorb the spiritual energy from my fellow Taoist, I hope you will forgive me."

Qingjing himself was also experiencing this feeling of being in the desert, with his whole body being fucked to death.Considering that the king has lived in this ghostly place for 200 years, it is a bit sympathetic, so he let go of his offense, swinging on the swing with the tip of his tail, and asked the question he cared most: "How can I leave? ? Do I have to ask you to issue a customs clearance document?"

A glimmer of sadness flashed in Xu Qingbo's eyes: "How can it be so easy to leave? There have been so many great powers trapped in this world before and after, and they are all strong men who can practice from various small thousand worlds to ascension, but among them can pass the battle of gods There are only a few people who left. Moreover, the winners of the battle of gods say they can return to the domain of gods, so who knows where they went and what their destination is."

"What is God's War? Wait, does the God's War you're talking about have something to do with the brainwashing statue standing in the temple!" It must have something to do with it, or he thinks that God is not a good God Woolen cloth!

"Brainwashing?" Xu Qingbo was not very familiar with this word, and he was stunned for a moment before he realized: "Yes, every ascendant wakes up in the temple when he is sent to this world. There will be priests there to help you Perform baptism, during the baptism, the god statue will invade your sea of ​​consciousness, and make you swear an oath of allegiance to him forever, until death..."

There was another trace of blood seeping from his lips, he lowered his head and endured for a long time before speaking again: "This world is the Colosseum created by the 'God', and we Ascenders are the tools for him to fight in the arena for his pleasure. I guess, Even the operation of this world is maintained by extracting spiritual power from us. Every few years, ascendants from different worlds will appear in the temples of various countries: monks are all in Vesta, warriors and mages Then in Oro, fat and fat dragons and elves of different races were born in Farfox, the gods born in the small thousand worlds will come to Tudor, wizards will be born in Saluoling, and ghost ghost monks will be born in Wenders..."

"After the birth of a new 'hero', the war of gods will start. The 'heroes' of the six countries will go to the temple in the center of the mainland to fight against each other. It is almost an endless battle. The winner can enter the god's domain, and the defeated country must sacrifice Offerings to appease the gods..."

What kind of evil god is this who wants to sacrifice a living person!Qing Jing's eyes were burning brightly and menacingly with anger, his tail was entangled with Xu Qingbo's swing, the tip of his tail patted his hand, and he comforted him with anger: "Don't worry, I am the heavens!" Qingjing, the host of the Journey of the Worlds program, we journalists are not afraid of this evil force! When I leave here, the evil deeds of this evil god will definitely be exposed. Please ask the all-powerful Taoist [Mr. Shen] of the Ten Thousand Immortals League to arrest the evil god. Give justice to you Ascenders!"

The king twitched the corners of his mouth, so weak that he couldn't even maintain a real smile, his right hand held tightly to the swing rope to support his body, and half of his face was pressed against the snake's tail.Looking at his half-dead appearance, Qing Jing felt a little guilty for dragging him to the garden just now, wrapped his tail around his waist again, jumped to the ground and said, "Are you okay?" ? Let me take you back to rest first."

The king stroked the tip of his trembling tail, and bowed his hands in a gentle salute: "So, it's time for you, fellow Taoist."