Shizun's persona completely collapsed

What follows is a particularly common plot in Haitang novels.

Ruan Xinglan felt very tired. Although she didn't do anything personally, she just felt very tired.

Squat down and cover your ears with your hands, close your eyes tightly, don't listen to anything, don't look at anything.

But Haitang's empathy is too scary. Even if she doesn't listen or look, there will still be a picture in front of her eyes. Qiyue stabs the little devil's mouth with a sword and cuts off his tongue. In the chaos, I don't know who took Thirteen's The soul stone was taken out, but was trampled to pieces, the little ghost stretched out his hand with all his strength, and only got a small piece...

When he died, he still held the small soul stone in his hand.

Ruan Xinglan couldn't laugh at all, and she didn't find this kind of scene glamorous, let alone interesting.

I really want to throw myself into Master's arms, I want Mu Qianqiu to coax me.

As if Mu Qianqiu had sensed Ruan Xinglan's intentions, he destroyed the water mirror with a sword, and sat cross-legged next to Ruan Xinglan, holding his wrist with one hand and making a seal with the other.

Lin Zhiyi sensed that something was wrong, turned around quickly, and screamed: "Master! Don't!"

Lu Jianhuan immediately stepped forward to stop him, threw himself into Mu Qianqiu's arms, and said loudly, "Master! Don't save Ruan Xinglan!"

It's a pity that it was too late, Mu Qianqiu activated the seal, and the whole person had already dived into the memory sea of ​​July, and then jumped into the deep sea.

When Ruan Xinglan regained his composure, the scene in front of him changed again. This time, it seemed that he was in a bamboo house. Qiyue was taking a bath and changing clothes. She unbuttoned her clothes, sat in the wooden barrel, and took a nap with her eyes closed.

The surroundings are quiet, only the rustling of the breeze blowing through the bamboo forest can be heard.

Ruan Xinglan felt very puzzled, why did the situation change so quickly, it was still the kind of human disaster just now, and now the time has calmed down?

He couldn't help thinking about it, sitting in a wooden barrel to adjust his breath in July, the water vapor was thick and steaming.

It was also at this moment that Ruan Xinglan faintly realized that there was something in Qi Yue's body.Because every time I sat down under the water, the thing jumped up and ate it by the root.

Although I know that at this time, I still think about Huang Bulaji's things in my mind, which is not good, very bad, but the feeling brought by empathy is still very real.

So much so that Ruan Xinglan subconsciously protected her buttocks, trembling in her heart, thinking to herself who put this damn thing in for Qiyue.

Could it be himself?

Ruan Xinglan gritted his teeth, thinking about the plot of the original text in his heart, remembering that in the original text, when the villains enjoyed the July, their posture was not unrestrained, and they treated good people like kittens and puppies.

It doesn't count if I played it myself, and I threw July to a group of evil spirits to play.

Since it is evil, it must not pay attention to etiquette, justice and shame.

How to feel comfortable, how to stimulate how to come.

Thinking about it now, Ruan Xinglan's face was burning hot, and he always had the feeling of shooting himself in the foot with a rock.

Suddenly hearing the sound of footsteps outside the door, Ruan Xinglan's heart shrank suddenly. Looking over with Qiyue's eyes, he saw the city lord walking in slowly.

The city lord was not ugly, he was above average, tall and mighty, if Ruan Xinglan hadn't already known what kind of guy he was, he would have thought he was some kind of upright person, the head of a fairy sect.

Thinking of what the city lord did in Hualou before, Ruan Xinglan suddenly breathed out.

Mu Qianqiu's eyes fell on the young man in the barrel, and it seemed that through him, Ruan Xinglan's face was flushed, like a silkie, with his neck curled up like an alpaca.

Right now, I have dived into the sea of ​​memory in July, and all the personnel and affairs in it are fake, but they are just memories, like a dream, and when I leave this place, the dream will disperse.

Stepping into the room slowly, he closed the door behind him.

Ruan Xinglan saw Qiyue wrapping her arms around her knees, and said in a trembling voice, "City... City Lord..."

The city owner said: "Call Master."

"Master... Master."

Ruan Xinglan shuddered, feeling that there was something wrong with the city lord, and his tone of voice somehow resembled that of Mu Qianqiu.

But he felt that he was thinking too much, Mu Qianqiu was still waiting for him to go back in the veins.So he cheered up and wanted to see if Qiyue and the city lord were going to play a forbidden | taboo love between master and apprentice.

"Master...Master, this disciple has been injured, and he hasn't...been in good shape. I'm afraid he won't be able to serve Master today."

Ruan Xinglan thought to himself: It's good if you can't serve, otherwise, wouldn't you have to watch another live|erotic palace?

Although the body is not my own, and the memory and emotion are not my own, but because of Haitang's empathy, the sense of experience is still very real.

Ruan Xinglan didn't want to know how to be a qualified receiver at all.

However, the city lord approached the barrel slowly, raised his hand slowly, and without waiting for Ruan Xinglan to react, the water in the barrel suddenly became turbulent, and the whole person followed Qiyue, uncontrollably in the barrel Rolled over and hit the bottom of the barrel with a slap on the butt.Originally, a little bit of the white jade handle was exposed, but now it's completely eaten in.

An indescribable electric current spread from the spine to the scalp, Ruan Xinglan wanted to open his mouth and growl a few times.

The person who called the exit instead of him was July.

Qiyue softened into a pool of mussel meat, knelt and sat in the barrel, with her upper body lying on the side of the barrel, sobbing and saying: "Master, this apprentice can't take it anymore, master."

The city lord turned a deaf ear to it, raised his hand, and the water flow in the wooden barrel was controlled by people, forming several water columns, wrapping around Qiyue's waist, and then lifted it into the air.

With a bang, the water column exploded.

Qiyue dropped weightlessly into the barrel and sat on the bottom of the barrel again, the white jade handle that had been eaten by the root was almost invisible.

Ruan Xinglan only felt that his scalp was about to explode because of the stimulation. Although he was not the one who was tortured by this, but because of empathy, his six senses were no different from Qiyue.

Therefore, Ruan Xinglan felt what Qiyue felt now.

Panting heavily, Qiyue hurriedly sat up on her knees, not daring to sit still, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Then the city lord didn't let him go, and slapped the bucket open with his palm. Like a white fish, Qiyue jumped out of the bucket and landed on the shore, kneeling naked on the ground.

His hair was disheveled and his whole body was wet.The slender waist is deeply slumped, the thighs and the ground form a straight angle, and there are two golden bells hanging on the ankles, which jingle every time there is a movement.

Ruan Xinglan obviously felt the fear in July, because even she couldn't help shivering.

His teeth were chattering, and he was afraid that his status as the general commander would be defeated by Haitang's sympathetic hands today.

The city lord squatted down, pinching Qiyue's chin with one hand, and seemed to be looking at another person through his eyes.

For some reason, Ruan Xinglan felt that this look was so familiar, it was exactly the same as Mu Qianqiu looked at him occasionally...

But Ruan Xinglan couldn't help thinking about it.

The sky was spinning in front of my eyes, and when I realized it again, I was already pressed down on the bamboo couch, and my two slender legs were stretched on the side of the bamboo couch.

Ruan Xinglan felt that this was very awkward, and subconsciously wanted to break free, so as soon as she raised her hand, Qi Yue immediately raised her hand...

He was so shocked that he didn't understand how he could suddenly control Qiyue's body.

Could it be that Haitang empathy is so magical?

No wonder the villain in the original text stayed in Mu Qianqiu's memory for so long, so he could control the other party by himself, and then tamper with the other party's memory?

Ruan Xinglan refused to tamper with Qiyue's memory, thinking that such behavior was no different from a thief.

But if he didn't tamper with it...wouldn't he be eaten and wiped clean?

Even if the body is not his own, the power is in his hands!

Immediately, in Qi Yue's voice, he said to the City Lord: "Master! This disciple is not feeling well today, I really can't serve Master!"

The city lord still didn't speak, and raised his hand to pat him. Ruan Xinglan immediately felt his waist go limp, and couldn't help but slumped down. As a result, his legs were close to the edge of the bamboo couch, and the two round balls were bulging. The little meatballs naturally stick to the city lord's hand...

Gollum—

Ruan Xinglan swallowed her saliva in fright, and tried to crawl away on the ground with both hands and feet, but suddenly there was a pain behind her, and after a few slaps, the meatball was in pain, and she couldn't help crying out.

The city lord acted very hard, five fingerprints immediately appeared on his fair skin, and a hot feeling rushed to his scalp immediately.

Ruan Xinglan comforted herself in her heart, it's fake, it's all because of Haitang's empathy, it's not her who gets beaten, her ass hurts, and it's not her who suffers with tears in her eyes, it's just an ordinary person phantom……

But, but, woo woo woo, it hurts so much, so scary.

The meat dumpling subconsciously tightened in pain.

Instead, the big hand stopped hitting, and when Ruan Xinglan felt the pain eased, he hit it again with a slap.

After repeating this for more than a dozen times, the two small lumps of meat are like a monkey's buttocks, red and red.

Ruan Xinglan felt that his current state must be very, very ridiculous.If Mu Qianqiu saw it, he would laugh at him to death.

The more he thought about it, the more wronged he became, Ruan Xinglan wanted to forcibly end Haitang's empathy, and wanted to bite his tongue to wake himself up, but someone clamped his jaw. The city lord took a bright red fruit and stuck it into his mouth, faintly Said: "Take it well, if you dare to bite your tongue, it's not just beating with your hands."

"!!!"

So much alike, so much alike!

Ruan Xinglan felt that this voice, this intonation, was too much like Mu Qianqiu, almost exactly the same as Mu Qianqiu.

But soon he denied himself, how could it be Master?The master is so gentle, like a caring little padded jacket, how could he beat him like this.

Moreover, the master is the flower of Gaoling, the head of the immortal sect, how could he take advantage of others' danger like this?

Ruan Xinglan felt that this hot feeling was too real.

It was so real that he wanted to cry.

I also felt that being spanked until I cried was really embarrassing.So he gritted his teeth and endured.

Fortunately, the city lord did not continue to beat him, but took out the white jade handle from his body.

Afterwards, slender and cold fingers replaced it...

The author has something to say: there is no double update today~

I need to scream

Xinglan and Shizun are now in the memory of July at the same time

Everything I see is an illusion

Maybe in certain scenes, it feels like it happened for real

It's all fake, it doesn't exist

From the ears to the tip of the tail, Xinglan belongs to Master alone.

Because I am afraid that some cuties will feel uncomfortable watching this episode.

In fact, Shizun and Xinglan are just a ray of consciousness in the sea of ​​memory, that is, the contact between two souls, which is not real, but Haitang's empathy forced them to feel quite real.

Master: Do you still dare to look at that kind of thing?

Xinglan qwq

Master: Looking at the fan literature of this seat, is it fragrant?

Xinglan qwq