Shizun's persona completely collapsed

At this time, a little misunderstanding is needed.Ruan Xinglan could guess with her eyes closed.

Sure enough, on a stormy night.The owner of the house was very lonely late at night, so he recruited a few high-quality stoves to have fun in the house.The sword is not old, and it sings every night.

It happened that the apprentice was jealous and ran to listen to the corner.At this time, the head of the family didn't pay attention to the fact that the wall has ears, and then told the glorious achievements of his youth.

What kind of people have slept with, and can do so many tricks, so I drink it to the top, but I can't talk about it.Then he accidentally told about the fact that he made a Lu Ding pregnant, because he disliked Lu Ding's background and refused to have the child, so he killed Lu Ding and threw the child out to feed the dogs.

Then I accidentally said that I was bald, and mentioned a birthmark like a crabapple flower on the child.What's even more bloody is that when Chang Ling heard this, he took off his trousers and saw that there was a birthmark on the root of his thigh.

Afterwards, Xi Dapu ran, the good apprentice blackened, tried every means to pull the master off the altar, and rubbed it in the mud.

During this process, Ruan Xinglan has been thinking about a problem.That is, the Patriarch and Chang Ling are engaged in orthopedics, this is incest, it is wrong, how can this be done.

Chang Ling is a clever little ghost, trying to make the head of the family vomit blood on the spot on an important occasion, and then take advantage of the situation to hold him in his arms and help him down.Later, he claimed to the outside world that the Patriarch's old illness had broken out and he needed to retreat.

Then he was very happy, and there was a small|black|house show operation.

Hiding people in secret caves, torturing and humiliating them day and night, during this process, I just remembered the hardships and sins I had suffered when I was young, and I loved and hated the Patriarch. describe.

Fortunately, these scenes are all fleeting, and Ruan Xinglan roughly understands them, and learns a lot of poses that he didn't know before.

When Chang Ling tortured the Patriarch until he was almost out of shape, the reversal came.The Patriarch gritted his teeth, scolding Chang Ling as a beast that received a thousand knives, while denying that he was his own seed.

When Chang Ling heard that it was such a time, he still wanted to deny it, so he slammed into his master and swung a small leather whip.The owner of the family was tortured so much that he couldn't bear to live, and shouted to admit his relatives with blood.

As a result, the result of blood dripping came out, the blood drops did not mix, and the two were not father and son.

Damn, it's embarrassing.I made a mistake for a long time.

Chang Ling, who is full of remorse but never repents, feels that things have developed like this, and he can't admit his mistakes, he has to hide it.So he had no scruples, and enjoyed the Patriarch as a furnace.

At this time, Ruan Xinglan felt that he had to raise his hand to answer.

It's not accurate at all like a blood test.Whether the two are father and son, only ghosts know.

Anyway, that's it.The owner of the family was imprisoned by Chang Ling, under the torment of pain and happiness day after day and night after night.The two of them returned their motherhood, and a love affair arose!

Yes, it is affection!But the head of the family refused to admit it, Chang Ling was young and ignorant of love and hate, three years of desire|immortal|desire|death, lingering until death.

Empathy can basically end here.

Ruan Xinglan was physically and mentally exhausted, and felt that he must wash his eyes well when he turned around.Bloody, too bloody.

With his eyes closed, he was ready to leave.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, the scene in front of him changed again.

In a bamboo forest... bamboo forest, bamboo forest, bamboo forest! ! !

Isn't that what the bamboo spirit said, what, what? !

Before he could continue to think about it, he found himself running, no, to be precise, the head of the house was running away.

Clothes not | covering | body, it seems that he has just experienced a lot of torture, blood is all over the heels of his legs, he runs all the way, and someone is chasing him all the way.

He didn't wear shoes or socks under his feet, and the chains clanged chaotically, and his exposed skin was covered with bruises.It looked so miserable.

Ruan Xinglan: "Tsk tsk tsk."

Then, the Patriarch stumbled and fell into the mud. Before he could get up, there was a sound of branches and leaves behind him.As soon as the evening wind blew, the dark clouds above his head cleared away. Chang Ling held the gold chain in one hand, his clothes were loosely worn on his body, his Adam's apple was swollen, and his face was gloomy.

"Master, why are you running away? Do you think that you can escape from the palm of your disciple?"

"You...don't come here, don't come here!" The Patriarch was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he crawled on the ground, "Come on, save me, save me! You bastard! You must die, you must die!"

"Swear well, swear louder, attract other people, let them take a good look at how the former head of the family became a furnace for his disciples, let them take a good look, you look Bitch!" While cursing, he bullied him and clamped the Patriarch's chin, forcing him to look at him, "Cry, cry louder! Run, why don't you run away, huh?"

"Naughty animal! Chang Ling, you will die badly, ah!!!"

Ruan Xinglan was expressionless, she was used to this kind of thing.Feeling the head of the family being grabbed by Chang Ling, he pushed against the bamboo next to him.

The arms are clipped back.It's another posture that a man is a knife and he is a fish.

He thought to himself, why is the empathy still not over? If anyone comes to save him, he can call him father.

The next moment, a strong wind hit behind him.Pata cut off a bamboo grove by the roots.Under the moonlight, that white dress was like a god, descending from mid-air lightly, looking down at the common people condescendingly.

As soon as Ruan Xinglan saw Mu Qianqiu's face, he thought in his mind that he must miss Master too much, and whenever he thought about it, Master was always the first to appear.

Chang Ling's good deeds were blocked, and he said angrily: "Who are you? You and I have no grievances or enmity, why did you spoil my good deeds?"

Mu Qianqiu ignored him, tied his hands behind his back, and said flatly: "I'm looking for death without knowing it."

With a gesture of raising his hand, a shining long sword sprang out from his sleeve, and with a clang, it was directly nailed to the bamboo next to the Patriarch's ear.The chains that originally bound the Patriarch were cut off inch by inch, and with a bang, the Patriarch fell to his knees.

Ruan Xinglan clearly felt the Patriarch's fear, and wanted to struggle out of the Patriarch's body.Seeing Mu Qianqiu and Chang Ling fighting with bare hands, Chang Ling was naturally no opponent, and was beaten so helplessly.

His heart was hot, and he didn't know what happened suddenly. When he realized it again, he had already floated out of the Patriarch's body.The moment I met the eyes of the Patriarch, I raised my hand and slapped the Patriarch, "I want to make a name for myself, and I want to eliminate harm for the people!"

Because they are now in Haitang's empathy, to be precise, both Ruan Xinglan and Mu Qianqiu have a ray of spiritual consciousness, which also limits their cultivation.

The head of the family was still half dead just now, once he untied the chain, he immediately recovered several levels of skills. In a panic, Ruan Xinglan drew Mu Qianqiu's long sword casually, swung up the sword flower and slashed at the opponent.

The moment he drew his sword, he suddenly thought again.This is the magic weapon of the master, and it will definitely not obey my orders.

Unexpectedly, no, the power of the long sword in his hands is not as powerful as one-tenth of that in Mu Qianqiu's hands, but indeed, he can use it!

It might be because of Haitang's empathy, Ruan Xinglan thought.

He is also not polite to the other party, he just cuts with the sword.

A sword cut off the Patriarch's arm, and the Patriarch screamed, blood spattered everywhere. At the same time, Chang Ling shouted hoarsely: "Don't touch him! Stop it!"

Then, like an arrow flying from the string, with claw-like hands, the black tiger rips out its heart with one move.Mu Qianqiu didn't move, a flash stood in front of Ruan Xinglan, raised his hand to block Chang Ling's attack, the spiritual power around him was like boiling water, bubbling up.The bamboo forest was uprooted in an instant, causing the ground to become a mess.

Ruan Xinglan's right wrist tightened, Mu Qianqiu wrapped his arms around his waist with one hand, and grabbed his wrist with the other, manipulating the long sword, drawing hundreds of sword shadows in mid-air, with Mu Qianqiu's help, why be afraid of a small of Changling.

Hearing a muffled groan, Chang Ling flew upside down and fell to the ground, vomiting blood.Feeling refreshed, Ruan Xinglan quickly turned around and said with joy, "I can use Master's sword! I can actually use Master's sword!"

The corners of Mu Qianqiu's lips moved upward calmly, and he responded lightly.He raised his eyes and saw the sky above his head split open again, and knew that he appeared rashly and destroyed the memory of this space again.

Grabbing Ruan Xinglan's waist, he flew up with him, and then burrowed into the big hole in the sky.It was pitch black in front of my eyes, and I couldn't see my fingers.

In the dark abyss, two people embraced and kissed each other, and no one could separate them.

It was dark in front of my eyes, and I couldn't see my fingers.Ruan Xinglan didn't know whether Haitang's empathy had ended.

You can only smell the very fragrant and strong smell around you.

It's the smell of crabapple flowers, unmistakable.

He is very familiar with this fragrance.Just about to struggle to get up.Immediately felt something cold on the wrists and ankles.

It's a chain. I don't know who locked him up with a chain.

In a place covered with crabapple flowers, still bound by chains.He thought it was a strange feeling.

Two big words popped out of my mind: ghost||animal.

Too ghost||animal, madam ghost||animal.

This also means that empathy is not over yet.I don't know which link suddenly went wrong.Time and space are distorted.

All of a sudden, I heard someone pushing the door and coming in from the side, and a woman's voice sounded: "Yo, today is the first time for our Haitang to receive guests, so the extravagance should be a bit bigger. The guests outside are already here, you guys, hurry up, don't let Guests are waiting!"

There are people in the house.Several women answered yes in a low voice.

Ruan Xinglan was confused and didn't know where it was.

Who is Haitang, and who is going out to pick up guests tonight?

Could it be me?

Soon, a faint fragrance of makeup and powder came to the face, and a woman said from the side: "Don't struggle, this is life. This is your first night out to pick up guests, and there are so many people outside. Although you are a man , but you are no worse than a woman. With your face and figure, tonight's reward is indispensable!"

Ruan Xinglan's heart skipped a beat, and he tried to communicate with the other party, but he couldn't speak.

The woman said again: "You are good everywhere, but you can't speak, and you are born dumb. If the pain is severe at night, I'm afraid you won't cry out. I just hope that the benefactor who bought you will be gentler, don't be too serious." Toss people."

Ruan Xinglan: "..."

Haitang, dumb, and benefactor?

Could it be that he is now the young lady in the flower building who is about to be bought?

This is too bloody.The head of the family is thinking about something all day long, why does such a scene appear!

Could it be that these scenes are the dreams of the Patriarch when he has nothing to do?Or is it a wish that I constructed on my own, but failed to come true?

There should be no one who || is so loose that he wishes he was a young lady and is forced to come out to pick up customers.

He couldn't help thinking about it.The woman dripped some strong spices on him.

It's still the kind of thing that makes people desire|immortal|desire|death.

That's right, it's the charm | medicine that has been featured in the major Begonia novels.The ingredients are similar to Begonia San.

As soon as he touched it, Ruan Xinglan felt hot all over and panicked.

Soon, someone came in and carried him out with the bed.Soon there was a sound of gasping for air.

"This young man is more handsome than a woman. His skin is so white and his figure is so hot. If he is on the bed, I don't know what it's like!"

"I heard that he is a mute, unable to speak, even if he is killed on the bed, he will not be able to speak."

"Ah, dumb, it will lose a lot of wildness. A beauty crying on the bed is the most beautiful voice in the world!"

Ruan Xinglan wanted to pry the Patriarch's head open and see what he was thinking.

How could one imagine such an unspeakable scene in one's mind.

If he had known that the Patriarch's thoughts were so nasty, even if Ruan Xinglan was killed, he would not have agreed to activate Haitang's empathy.

"Quiet, gentlemen, this is our Haitang's first night, the highest bidder wins, whoever pays the most money, Haitang will spend the night with the elder." A woman said beside her.

"Then if you play people to death, this mute can't speak!"

"Playing to death? That's a lot of trouble!"

"Hahaha."

"Hahaha."

The whole house roared with laughter.

Ruan Xinglan's heart was ashamed.

The woman said with a smile: "This old man is joking, the young men in our flower building are all taught by playing tricks, how can they die so easily? If they really die, the old man doesn't need to pay money, it's this kid Bad luck!"

Ruan Xinglan: "xxxxxxxxxxxx"

If it weren't for being unable to move, he would have jumped up and slapped the woman, it was so annoying.

After that, the bidding began on the field.

Back then, he was bragging to Fenghuang and the others, saying that with his figure and face, if he went to the sea to hang a sign, he would start with at least 10 taels of real money.

The result became a proverb.

Someone really paid 10 taels to photograph him.So rich and powerful.

Because you can't see what's going on around you.He could tell that the other party was quite a young man.It was completely different from the teasing laughter of the men next to him.

The voice is nice, and the appearance should not be ugly.he thought.

If God is destined, he will have to go through this difficulty in Haitang's empathy, and being raped by a handsome person is better than being raped by an ugly person, right?

Even so, I still resisted.Ruan Xinglan struggled hard, but her whole body was so weak that she had no strength at all.

Instead, he broke out in a layer of sweat.The thin clothes were tightly wrapped around her body, her slender waist and slender legs were looming.He panted uncomfortably.

There was a burst of eruption from the audience: "Shi Geng, Shi Geng!"

Ruan Xinglan wanted to die already.I don't know when Haitang's empathy will end.

How to break the illusion.

He is not allowed to fight back at all, what a shameful setting.

He was carried back again and put on a big soft bed.The door slammed shut from the outside.

The house was quiet.

The heart was beating violently.

Like playing drums.He thought silently in his heart, no matter who the other party is, he must not sit still later.

Let's kill that turtle grandson!

Footsteps slowly approached the bed.Ruan Xinglan almost lifted her heart into her throat.

There was a sudden cold on his legs, and something cold spread from his ankles all the way up, swam away little by little, and then reached his lips.

Although he is set to be a poor little mute who is about to be picked by others, it doesn't mean he won't bite people.

He opened his mouth suddenly and bit the cold thing in his mouth.Tongue wrapped around.He found it to be a soft whip.

I fucked up!

He really wanted to swear.But the mute doesn't know how to curse.I really want to end it quickly, end it quickly.

The charm|drug on the body is onset.It hurts like hell.

But Ruan Xinglan didn't allow himself to be so worthless, even in this illusory illusion, he didn't allow himself to be like a slut, being favored in every possible way on the bed.

"Is it that impatient?" The other party spoke, his voice was faint and unfamiliar, "I just heard that you can't speak."

Ruan Xinglan: "..."

"But your mouth can hurt people, I dare not use it."

Ruan Xinglan: "..."

use?Still want to use it?

"I spent so much money just to buy your first night, you said, how can I go to Wushan with you, so that I can't live up to the beauty of the good day."

Ruan Xinglan: "..."

"Well, as long as you can shout out, I will spare you."

Isn't this what the strong do?It has been said that he is dumb, how can he shout?

He secretly scolded the other party for being a grandson.As soon as his side sank, the other party pressed down, and he was about to kiss him.

Ruan Xinglan turned her head to the side in resistance, her hands formed seals, but her body lacked spiritual power, and the dharma image in her palm could not be born no matter what.

Man is the knife and he is the fish.

This feeling is too painful.

In this world, strength is really too important.He missed his spiritual power so much.

"Don't let me kiss you?" The other party said in a low voice, "If you don't let me kiss you, then how can I save you?"

Ruan Xinglan: "???"

His heart sank and he forced himself to calm down.

Think carefully.

Assuming that the scene he is experiencing now is imagined by the Patriarch himself, and belongs to the phantom of the illusion, then in other words, if you want to break the illusion, you must complete the matter according to the Patriarch's imagination.

Before, he met Mu Qianqiu in the process of empathy.

Maybe, Master was worried that he couldn't do it alone, so he also followed in.

As soon as this idea popped up, Ruan Xinglan's hands clenched cold sweat.

But since the person who is suppressing him now is Master, why not confess his identity.

Could it be that the master also noticed something, and had to perish with him here.

Otherwise, give me a little hint?

Ruan Xinglan raised his breath secretly, and gave Master half a heart with his left hand.

The other party paused, obviously stunned for a moment.Then, he reached out and filled the other half of his heart.

After realizing this, he was pleasantly surprised.

If it was an ordinary benefactor, he would definitely not cooperate with him like this.

But it cannot be determined that the other party is Mu Qianqiu.

So, he secretly thought about how to verify his identity with the other party quietly.

After all, he is his pillow person.

When they are in love with each other, they are very clear about what kind of small movements the other party will make.

So, Ruan Xinglan fumbled and interlocked his fingers.Then his fingers slowly groped the opponent's hand bones.

The other party froze for a moment, then lifted him up, hugged him in his arms, and patted Ruan Xinglan's lower back lightly.

It feels all too familiar.

Ruan Xinglan can basically conclude that the other party is the master.

Even in the phantom, Master's voice changed, and the pleasant smell on his body disappeared.There may even be some differences in body shape and appearance, but he can still conclude that this is Mu Qianqiu.

Now that he knew who the other party was, he didn't resist so much in his heart.

The body that had been poisoned by the beauty drug immediately softened into a puddle of spring water as soon as it came into contact with the master.

In fact, he regretted it a bit, why every time Haitang sympathized with the person lying underneath during the double cultivation.

So much so that he had to commit himself to others in the process of empathy.

With the experience of being "back pressured" by the master before.

It seems like everything is falling into place.Ruan Xinglan didn't resist or struggle anymore.Even a little pandering.

For the convenience of picking up guests.The girls didn't dress him at all, they put a layer of tulle on him, and tied him to the bed covered with crabapple flowers for people to admire and laugh at.

Mu Qianqiu didn't untie the chains that bound him, and hugged him face to face.

At this moment, the identities of the two are not master and apprentice, nor Taoist companions, but benefactors who spend a lot of money and charming young ladies.

Mu Qianqiu didn't know how the benefactor in the flower building treated the young lady who bought it, and his movements were a little stiff.

Ruan Xinglan actually doesn't understand much, but he has read "Aspirations of Immortal Gate", so he still understands a lot better than Mu Qianqiu.

Ever since, in order to break the illusion earlier, he has to dedicate his life to love again.

Take the initiative to teach Mu Qianqiu how to be a qualified benefactor.

First of all, nine and a half out of ten benefactors who come to the flower building to have fun are not serious people.

More or less a little rough.

He gritted his teeth, squeezed Master's hand, and then roughly tore off the gauze on his body.Mu Qianqiu was slightly surprised, and looked down to see the young man in his arms, whose face was like a peach blossom, and whose cheeks were like a begonia.

A bright red hair band covered the eyes.Under the straight nose is a small cherry mouth.It seems to have been smeared with my daughter's home-made lip balm, which is unusually red.

Just tearing clothes is not enough.How could Enke be so gentle.

Ruan Xinglan is now a mute, unable to speak, as soon as he raised his hand, the chain on his wrist jingled.He held Mu Qianqiu's hand, made countless psychological constructions, and then probed into the clothes under him.

Foreplay is important.It must be very painful without foreplay.

But he underestimated this illusion a little bit.It can be so detailed.

Suet has been smeared there long ago, so there is no rough feeling, and it can be entered and exited freely.

He endured so hard.I don't care about etiquette and shame.Anyway, I have touched it, and I don’t care if I touch it more or less.

Ever since, Xu Xu sat in his arms, which could also be said to be sitting on the hands of the master.

That hand was cold and cold.The fingers are slender, the joints are slightly jagged, and most of the palm has been cut in.Ruan Xinglan couldn't bear such a stimulus, and immediately fell into the arms of the master panting.

The mute was unable to speak, and could only make a pitiful whining sound.

I don't know how long it has been like this.

After a while of dizziness, he lay on the soft quilt, his ankles were grabbed, and he was lifted up hard.

Then, he merged with the master.

The moment I entered, there was a popping sound.The body spasms violently || convulsions.

The bed was shaking, and the whole bed was shaking crazily.The bed veil fell at some point, just blocking the figures of the two of them.

Faintly, one can see two slender legs facing the beam, like the wings of a wild goose, raised high, then lowered, raised again, and lowered again.The bumps are like a small boat on the sea.

Ruan Xinglan couldn't figure out whether the head of the Patriarch was bitten by a dog when he was born.

Wouldn't it be nice to have a dream of unifying the Three Realms when you have nothing to do?

How can you think of such a thing in private.

Some people appear to be high-ranking patriarchs on the surface, but secretly fantasize about being reduced to servants.

It is estimated that no one will believe it.

If he hadn't experienced it himself, he wouldn't have believed it.

It's so ridiculous.