An Alternative Crash Method for Sword Cultivation

At this time, Lin Fangsheng was able to see the surrounding situation clearly.

The inside of this house is very spacious, all built with long strips of bluestone, thick and ancient, and the stone gaps are filled with putty, and then blessed by magic circles, although simple and rough, it is extremely strong.

The utensils in the room are mainly practical, such as pottery pots and bone cups, animal skin stone tables, and only a huge eye-catching white-fronted tiger head hanging on the wall for decoration.

From this point of view, there is a bit of a barbaric scene.But they don't know if this is a cell, a guest room, or the bedroom of the Dragon Slaying Immortal.

After Lin Fangsheng finished watching, he released his consciousness just now, but when he touched the wall and the gate, he was slammed back.But it turned out that a magic circle was set up to isolate the inside and outside.

He had no choice but to grab the coat around his shoulders, stand up, and walk towards the window.Although the iron chain was fixed at the corner of the wall, it was long enough to allow him to move freely indoors.It's just that when walking, the crisp sound of metal and iron, and the weight bound by the feet, reminds me of the fact of imprisonment all the time, which really makes people unhappy.

There is a piece of the stone wall, which is used as a window, and it is inlaid with stone strips, so it is difficult to move it manually.Looking out of the window from the gap, I saw pedestrians in the distance like ants, mainly dressed in animal skins and bare feet, with more weird looks than normal ones, some with blue faces and fangs, or fish gills with pointed ears, or long hair all over, or backs. Membrane wings, all kinds of strange shapes, all kinds of strange shapes, even weirder than monsters.

But from this angle, the imprisoned house was built on a high place.

At a glance, Lin Fangsheng already had a general impression of the demon world, living in poverty and being a foreigner, but if this is the case...but it will definitely not make the ancients powerful enough to isolate this group from the crystal wall.

These and other issues are beyond his comprehension now.He simply stopped thinking about it and walked towards the locked gate.

While walking, there was a faint pain in two points on the chest, and the tingling pain in the waist. The scars all over the body were all Yan Xie... No, now it is the trace left by Mu Tianxiang.

He recalled that during the frenzy of passion, when Mu Tianxiang leaned over and bit the flesh on his back, he also announced, "I want this injury to last forever. It always hurts, so you always remember who gave it to you."

The low and hoarse voice is fiery and domineering, but... it is difficult to distinguish the mind.

Yan Xie has feelings for him and never hides it.

Mu Tianjiang cut off Qiqing, if so, why did he refuse to kill him for revenge, instead imprisoned him and tortured him in this way.

While thinking, he had already reached the door, and the door was locked from the outside as expected.

He just pushed and pulled twice, and the door opened with a creak, and there was a young man outside the door, with a beautiful complexion, smooth purple hair, eyebrows flying into the temples, thin lips that were not bruised, and without makeup, but as gorgeous as peaches and plums , ten times more beautiful than women.

He was dressed in red again, which set off his red lips and white teeth, making him look so enchanting.

It was he who opened the door, and seeing Lin Fangsheng standing at the door, he looked at him with a pair of foxy eyes, up and down, picky in every way, and raised his thin lips with a smile: "Oh, I wonder which beauty the Holy Master likes?" , I didn't expect it to be a little man Xiu."

The man is also a demon cultivator, but he is only at the third level of pulse condensing, but he seems to have a lot of status. The guards and maids on both sides bowed their heads in salute, and two more maids stood beside him, anxiously dissuading him: "Master Zong, the Holy Master has an order , no one is allowed to disturb..."

When the young master heard this, he frowned, and said coldly: "Am I anyone?"

This young master is called Zong Zhen, although he has three pulses and a low level of cultivation, he has been with the Holy Master for more than ten years, and he is very favored.Although there is a new favorite gaining power now, but the Holy Master has always been unpredictable, and the ordinary attendants dare not offend either side.

The two maids refused to answer, so they lowered their heads.

Zong Zhenfu calmed down again, and said, "I won't make things difficult for you, and I won't enter the room, but come and see, what kind of person dares to stay in the Holy Master's room for more than a month."

When Lin Fangsheng heard this, his face turned pale.

Mu Tianjiang's entanglement has been going on for so long?It's no wonder that Lin Fangsheng's footsteps are sloppy now, and his whole body is in pain, which is hard to relieve.

But for the rest of the month, I don't know what happened to the others.

This expression of shame and anger fell into the eyes of the young master Zong, but it turned into panic and fear. He couldn't help but sneered, and raised his voice: "Yo, now I know I'm afraid? If I knew it earlier, why bother? The rules of the harem, you A newcomer doesn't keep it in mind, but he is so bold, ignores others, and has entangled the Holy Master for so long, even if the Holy Master has not yet established a heir, this rule..."

Zong Zhen's words were intercepted by another voice: "Since the Holy Master has not yet established a queen, let's make one now."

The words were still cold and flat, arrogant and ruthless, and I saw Mu Tianjiang, dressed in black brocade clothes, approaching slowly from the end of the corridor.

The guards and attendants along the way all knelt down to the ground, not daring to look up, and kept their voices low. The bluestone corridor, which was originally quite lively, suddenly became dead silent.

Lin Fangsheng's gaze sank slightly, and he thought to himself that this demon has such a great airs and a great momentum.

But he forgot that when he first met, he himself was intimidated by this man's aura, and his legs were almost limp in fright.

It's just more than a month of hanging around, and fused with his yang essence. After getting acquainted with him, I became less afraid.

At this time, the guards guarding Lin Fangsheng's gate also knelt down one after another, but that Zong Zhen showed surprise on his face, went up to greet him, bowed in front of Mu Tianjiang, and said loudly, "Welcome to the Holy Master. " Then he laughed and said: "The holy master can be regarded as having opened the golden mouth. If there is a holy queen, it will be the blessing of our heavenly people!"

Mu Tianxiang's expression remained unchanged, he squeezed the man's sharp and delicate jaw, staring slightly and said: "You are used to being flattering, where did you learn such sweet talk?"

Zong Zhen naturally raised his head meekly, letting him hold his fingers high, his eyes sparkling with lingering affection, and he said softly: "I just want to share the worries of the Holy Lord, and I have no other thoughts."

At this time, Mu Tianjiang smiled a little, his lips curled up slightly, as if approving, and said: "In that case, let's see how the Holy Queen will be?"

Zong Zhen thought with all his heart that since he had been honored and favored for more than ten years, the position of Holy Empress was definitely his.Therefore, when Mu Tianxiang opened his mouth, he had already adjusted his expression. He was seven-point surprised and three-point happy. Tears were about to drip from the corners of his eyes, like a begonia containing dew, and even more beautiful and dignified. He was about to bow down and thank you.

Unexpectedly, the Holy Master walked past him, held the man's hand, and consulted again.

From the beginning to the end, Lin Fangsheng was just watching a play.This kind of palace affairs is really unheard of, so I waited and watched with a bit of curiosity and interest, but unexpectedly Mu Tianxiang acted unexpectedly, pulling him into the play from a bystander, he was stunned and stunned, not knowing how to react.

Zong Zhen's expression was wonderful, he was really shocked when he was seven-point surprised, but his face froze when he was three-point happy, sometimes green, sometimes white, sometimes red, sometimes black, and finally he was forced to hold on to his surprised look, showing a stiff smile Come, Mu Tianjiang and Lin Fangsheng bowed down: "My lord, congratulations to the Holy Queen."

This person was flamboyant and rude when he came, but now he is able to kneel down to him, he is really condescending, capable of bending and stretching, this kind of ability makes Lin Fangsheng somewhat admire.

However, Mu Tianjiang was no longer interested in looking at the people outside the door. He just grabbed Lin Fangsheng's right hand and entered the room. His palm had already covered his back and rubbed him: "Is it better?"

The warmth from his palm relieved the soreness little by little, Lin Fangsheng suddenly felt a little more relaxed, and let him rub without struggling.Not hypocritical, nodded and said: "It's not a serious problem."

But Mu Tianjiang laughed again: "Then come again."

Lin Fangsheng's eyes darkened, and he opened his wrist: "What exactly do you want?"

Mu Tianxiang's eyes were slightly cold, and he clasped Lin Fangsheng's wrists with his backhands, pressing them against the stone wall beside him. The hot lump between his crotch was already hard and bulged, pressing against the heels of his legs.

The fiery breath was sprayed on the side of the neck, which made the skin tingle and felt a bit creepy.

Lin Fangsheng fought hard, but Mu Tianxiang's strong body pushed against the wall, trapped between his arms, and he couldn't escape.

He had no choice but to hold back the heat of Moxiu's lips rubbing against his neck and shoulders, and tried his best to calm down his voice: "What holy queen...Leaving aside, Si Huajun has no grudges against you, why do you keep him imprisoned? "

Mu Tianxiang enjoyed the pleasure of biting the skin with his lips and teeth, and slowly moved from his shoulders to his chest, holding one side of the protrusion through his outer shirt, and together with the silver ring, he fiddled and sucked it, wetting the front of his clothes, and felt Lin Fangsheng trembling and holding back , a little humming in the voice is very moving, and it becomes more and more fiery. "No resentment or enmity? The demon cultivator once expelled me from Beiming, leaving you alone in the palace, but you are a god-turning mouse, dare to offend me, if he didn't leave that domineering mark on you, you will live and die together , This seat has already cut him into pieces, scraped his scales and cramped, and then hung the dragon head to the city gate to expose it to the public."

The burning heat in his chest couldn't cover up the demon cultivator's narrow-minded and vengeful behavior. Lin Fangsheng frowned, but stepped on his leg: "At that time, you killed Baozhu, who was also the seven overlords of Beiming... ...I let you go, why didn't I feel grateful, but...uh..."

When he was preaching, he froze for a moment, but it was the demon cultivator who bit his chest fiercely, lifted up his clothes, tore off his obscene trousers, and that fiery evil root was also unscrupulous, clinging to the heels of his legs to fight back and forth grind.

The talisman is also perceptive, eating marrow to know the taste, sensing the baby's arrival, and can't wait to prepare.

Is it the flower?The path sweeps for you, and the Pengmen opens for you.

Lin Fangsheng was so embarrassed that he almost couldn't lift his head, but Mu Tianjiang touched his slippery entrance, slowly squeezed his fingers in, and sneered again: "Offending is offending, even if you lie under me every day, Even if you have been in love for a hundred years, don't plead for that beast."

Lin Fangsheng's lower limbs were stiff, but he was anxious: "You...why are you unreasonable."

Mu Tianjiang sneered: "Truth? I am the truth!"

Then, he leapt forward and pressed into his body forcefully, causing the chain to vibrate crisply.

Lin Fangsheng was stunned for a long time before he recovered from this blow, but before he could adapt, the tough meat blade had already been roughly sharpened in his body, penetrating through it again and again, and the strong tide made him only care about panting and bearing, and he had no time to spare. Open your mouth.

But Mu Tianxiang was not satisfied, he put his legs under the crook of his arms, so that he was in a suspended posture, with his back leaning against the wall, precariously on the verge of falling.The place where the two of them meet is the only point of strength, and it is so deep that it is unprecedented. Lin Fangsheng suddenly felt that the entanglement was so tight that he felt a dull pain in the passage. It's..."

But Mu Tianjiang smiled and said: "This should be what I said..." Fu retreated slowly, and then violently bumped into Lin Fangsheng's body against the stone wall, before saying, " If it's too tight, relax."

Lin Fangsheng said angrily, "Shut up!"

But the Demon Cultivator laughed, kissed under the corner of his eyes, and then bombarded him violently, making the runes ignore the tightening, just trembling and convulsing, tactful and joyful, Lin Fangsheng's voice was hoarse and his roots were swollen. After a short while, there were bursts of white light in front of his eyes, gurgling out essence, staining the hem of the two people's clothes with many traces.

Mu Tianjiang held on for a long time before he was released.He stood still again, forcing him to perform exercises to transform his body, absorbing all the hot fluid in his body.

It's just that the great power of transcending tribulations and the richness of spiritual energy are not something that a small golden core can easily bear. Every time he uses the yang essence, he becomes tired and falls into a deep sleep.

When he woke up again, unexpectedly...had advanced to the middle stage of Golden Core.

It's even more mixed, and I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse.

Just like last time, Mu Tianxiang was not in the room.But the door opened, and a group of maids filed in, holding phoenix crowns and Xiapei in their hands. Lin Fangsheng looked familiar, and they were all married objects in the human world, so his face turned pale.

The leading maid, however, bowed down Yingying, and said respectfully: "The Holy Master is entertaining all the ministers in the previous court, and I respectfully invite the Holy Queen to go and accept the court congratulations."