Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

The little apprentice's body is not too muscular, lean and strong.

The protagonist's life is good, and he can achieve things that other people can't practice through hard work, and he can do it without any effort.

The chicken cub got out of his old man's sleeve, clucked, and jumped onto the ice bed.

A pair of mung bean eyes looked left and right, wondering why my father's clothes were in good condition, but my brother was half-baked.

Fang Zhuo was uncomfortable seeing the innocent eyes of the little guy.

To avoid spoiling the children, he handed Duan Lin's clothes over and cast another trick to trap the little things in it.

Blocked one, and another.

Contrary to Ji Zai's pure gaze, Duan Lin's eyes were burning, staring at his face for a moment, and his thin lips moved, reminding the man to start quickly.

Fang Zhuo's face became hot when he saw it, his voice sounded so ambiguous, as if he was thinking about something.

He swallowed and ordered, "Turn your body around."

Duan Lin turned his back, crossed his legs, and straightened his back. It was obvious that there were two dimples embedded in the upper waist of his trousers.

This thing is not just for building muscles, or for growing taller, it must have the perfect body proportions.

Fang Zhuo touched his own backhand, no.

His figure, appearance, and even his voice seemed to be better than him.

Moreover, after absorbing so much demonic energy and obtaining the true biography of the mysterious person, when the meridians are unblocked, there will be demon babies at least in cultivation, no, maybe they have already transformed into gods or even refined emptiness.

Fang Zhuo, "..."

This own condition and luck are too enviable.

Fang Zhuo tried his best to stabilize his emotions, closed his eyelids, and leaned on his heavenly eyes, and began to precisely touch the young man's back to disperse the accumulated demonic energy.

Then pour in your own spiritual power, dredge the scattered magic energy, and guide it to each tendon.

Time flies so fast when you are fully focused on your work.

It took Fang Zhuo almost an hour to open up the tendons in his back for his apprentice, and there was not much spiritual power left in his body.

He sighed softly, big brother, because of the fact that I am willing to be for you and exhausted of energy, if I can't become a lover in the future, I must not be an enemy. I still want to be happy for a few more days, and I don't want to die .

"You can't die."

A voice suddenly popped in my head.

Fang Zhuo was stunned, "Aren't you blocked?"

233 was silent for a while, with a complicated tone, "The automatic retrieval system didn't retrieve anything discordant, so I came out."

Fang Zhuo, "Very disappointed?"

233,"You think too much."

Something flashed in Fang Zhuo's mind, and he suddenly asked, "Why do you say I can't die?"

233 muttered, "You'll know when the time comes."

Fang Zhuo knows what a fart, he only knows that his spiritual power is not enough, but some key blood vessels in Duan Lin's body have not been opened.

He put away his thoughts and asked the other party to turn around, and for some reason, he suddenly felt a little shy.

Especially seeing the abdominal muscles of the other party, one by one, the layout is neat, the lines are obvious, it is too sexy.

Fang Zhuo raised his eyes and said coldly, "Close your eyes."

If you stare at me like this, if my hands are slippery for the teacher and I guide you in the wrong place, it will be bad.

Duan Lin said, "I want to look at Master."

Fang Zhuo pulled his face, "You don't listen to me anymore?"

Duan Lin lowered his eyes and smiled lightly, "Okay."

Without the death stare from the opposite side, Fang Zhuo finally became less nervous, and continued to sort out his meridians in a decent manner.

It's a pity that the body is not up to date, and the original majestic aura is almost exhausted.

He tried his best to support it, and dredged a few acupuncture points, but it was completely useless.

The whole person seemed to have no bones, limp and unable to lift up.

Duan Lin opened his eyes, "Master, what's wrong?"

Fang Zhuo adjusted his inner breath feebly, "It's okay, just take more rest."

Duan Lin acted as if he hadn't heard it, and approached with his upper body propped up, like a leopard aiming at its prey.

On that handsome face, there was seriousness, concern, and a hint of excitement and anticipation.

Excited fart, do you have to set off firecrackers to celebrate when I die?

Fang Zhuo closed his eyelids, took a deep breath, and suppressed his anger, then felt something brushing against his lips, and opened his eyes again.

At some point, the little apprentice brought his face closer, and he only needed to move forward a little bit, and the tips of their noses could bump into each other.

He retreated subconsciously, and was blocked by an arm.

"Sinister, what are you doing!"

Duan Rin's two arms supported the man's body, and his breath was hot.

Although the demon energy in the body has slowed down, it is still uncomfortable, especially in the lower dantian, which is so hot that it hurts.

"Master, can you help me in another way?"

The tone didn't sound like a solicitation, but rather an imperative sentence.

Is this brat getting impatient? Fang Zhuo said coldly, "Get out of the way, otherwise don't blame the teacher for being rude."

Duan Lin raised one hand, grabbed Fang Zhuo's skirt and pulled it, revealing the delicate flowers inside.

The golden stamens bloom together with the bright red petals, like a silent invitation.

"Master, do you want to break through and reach the twelfth floor?"

Those who dare to say and think at this time must be fools with water in their heads.

Fang Zhuo denied, "Everything depends on fate, you can't force it."

There are other meanings in these words, the little brat should be able to understand.

Not only did Duan Lin not understand, but he stubbornly stretched out his devil claws, biting his ear and grinding it with his hands up and down.

"I've heard from my seniors that dual cultivation can rapidly increase the power of both parties, so it's better to let the disciples help the master."

Fang Zhuo shuddered, this kid's ear-biting skills were too high, he was so numb that he couldn't speak.

Duan Lin became more and more wanton, and kept shouting, "Master, Master..."

Fang Zhuo was burning with anxiety, "Brother Ah San, I can't help it anymore, this kid is too dishonest."

233 said, "Come on."

And then slipped away.

Fang Zhuo couldn't figure out how many times he had done things in so many worlds while holding the calculator.

Never once did the system cheer him up because of this kind of thing.

Fang Zhuo had a bad feeling, and regretted it, let the flowers on his chest bloom, but not on his butt.

He struggled, "Be good, listen to Master..."

Duan Lin stopped as expected, the redness in his eyes became deeper, and he could feel the soaring demonic energy in the opponent's body without opening his eyes.

"Master doesn't know something. This disciple has admired Master for a long time." He said as he picked up the whip thrown by the side, "Master is always moving around and it is easy to get hurt. Let me tie your hands for you." Get up, okay?"

Fang Zhuo was shocked, "The villain, the villain."

If you want to do it, do it well, don't make those tricks, let's drive the car steadily for the first time, and then gradually add interest, will it work?

Duan Lin couldn't comprehend the spiritual meaning of those four words, and was particularly disobedient, "Master taught me well."

Fang Zhuo almost vomited blood, and according to his violent temper, he had already whipped him with a small leather whip, but the gods were short-sighted, so he became a rabbit waiting to be slaughtered.

Duan Rin's binding is very technical, not too tight, but it is impossible to break free.

His fingers slid down the man's arm and landed on his face.

Everywhere you pass, you will kiss gently.

This cherished attitude made people blush a little, Fang Zhuo closed his eyes shyly, and turned his face away.

The breath hanging on his lips paused, his cheek was pinched by a hand, and he pushed it away.

"Why don't you look at me, I make you feel sick and angry?" Duan Lin's red eyes turned back to black, dark, like two dry wells.

Fang Zhuo was so frightened that he didn't dare to move. Human eyes can switch colors freely?absolutely impossible.

It is now certain that the little apprentice is not a human being.

Probably because of the emotional excitement, the devilish energy emanated from Duan Lin's body in a steady stream, which was unbelievably pure.

For any magic cultivator, this is a good thing, but not for Fang Zhuo.

The cultivation of the master and the apprentice is in two directions, and they are mutually restraining.

At this moment, apart from being in a mess, Fang Zhuo's whole body was burned by the devilish energy, and his skin was hot, but it didn't really hurt him.

Fang Zhuo, "..."

Didn't this kid do it on purpose? There's no way to melt him from the inside, so warm him from the outside first?

So scheming.

Duan Lin's breathing became more and more rapid, seeing if he didn't speak, he directly bit his mouth, and his tongue nimbly burrowed in.

I don't know whether it is comfortable or uncomfortable, Fang Zhuo's eyes are bigger than copper bells, his lips are kissed and bitten by others, and soon swell.

He didn't protest, in exchange for the little apprentice's master who implied lust.

Fang Zhuo is a shameless person, he felt taboo after hearing this kind of voice once, how could he dare to hear it a second time, so he simply pretended to be dead and remained silent.

Duan Rin was not satisfied, he exerted a little force on the fingers pinching the man's cheek, and suddenly pulled the whip.

Fang Zhuo groaned in pain.

Immediately afterwards, the person on top of him seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit, and blocked his lips, saying over and over again, tirelessly, between his lips:

"Master, I like you very much."

Then Fang Zhuo saw Duan Rin take out another whip.

This whip was also seen last time when the little apprentice washed the essence and cut the marrow, but at that time, this whip was weak and fragile, and a little cute.

Not now, not only has the lethality, but also can change the size by magic.

Probably to repay the hatred that the original owner had abused, or to repay the teacher's kindness in the later period, the little apprentice cracked the whip.

Fang Zhuo was already weak all over, but now he has been whipped countless times, he is more like an eggplant beaten by frost, and his whole body has lost his spirit.

I don't know how long it took, the little apprentice stopped whipping him, and touched his chest with his fingers and said, "Master, the flowers are blooming again."

Fang Zhuo used his last bit of strength to lift his eyelids.

Just kidding, the skin is a little pink because of that, and the flowers seem to be more colorful.

Instinctively, this was not a good thing, so he kept his mouth shut and waited and watched.

Sure enough, Duan Lin stroked the petals of the roses and said, "It seems that double cultivation is really useful, so how about I give Master some more essence."

"No, no, enough is enough." Fang Zhuo was so frightened that the flesh on both sides of his butt became hard.

Duan Rin kissed his face, "I'm not enough."

Fang Zhuo raised his head expressionlessly, his eyes were dull and angry, but the ice-covered cave roof began to shake up and down not long after.

After about an hour, maybe an hour and a half, the roof of the cave stopped shaking, but the eyelids drooped.

Duan Lin propped up his arms, covering the sleeping man below.

He was gasping for breath, his thoughts were still unfinished, as soon as he came into contact with this person, he felt as if he had been drugged and addicted, wanting more and more each time.

He even secretly thought, should he take out his soul, put it in a jade bottle, and carry it with him in his chest.

Duan Lin brushed off his sweat-wet hair, turned over and fell beside Fang Zhuo, and took him into his arms.

At this moment, in the quiet cave, a hissing sound suddenly occurred.

The body of the Shocking Python could barely pass through, and before its head came out, just after breaking through the barrier, the chicken cub that got out froze and rolled under the ice bed, pretending to be dead and not moving.

Duan Lin's eyes were bloodshot, and he casually placed a barrier around Fang Zhuo, got up and walked out.

A big snake more than two meters thick filled the passage to the brim, let alone a person, even a fly could not fly.

Seeing its master come out, it spat out a snake letter, closed its big red mouth tightly, and handed its head over like a puppy.

Duan Lin touched its head with his fingers, "It's been so hard for so many years."

Shocking Python grinned at the corner of his mouth, smiling a little terrified.

Seeing this scene, the chicken cubs hiding in the corner exploded their fluff, like a fiery red hedgehog.

It jumped back into the pile of clothes tremblingly, pretending that it didn't see or hear anything.

When Fang Zhuo woke up, it was already two hours later.

The whip that was bound before had been taken away, replaced by the slender and powerful arms and thighs of the little apprentice.

Fang Zhuo blinked and shouted in his head, "Are you online?"

233 said, "Is there something wrong?"

Fang Zhuo sighed, "It hurts, my whole body hurts."

233 sympathy, "Just get used to it."

Fang Zhuo's mind went blank for a moment, and after a while, he finally understood the deep meaning of these four words.

This magic cultivator, with a casual personality, has always been able to do whatever he wants, and is especially open about that kind of thing.

The original owner once met a female demon cultivator with a hot and open personality.

Female magic cultivators wear bolder clothes, often with their chests half exposed, covered with a thin layer of gauze, which is faintly visible and has a hazy beauty.

At that time, it was the first time for the original owner to go down the mountain to practice, and he didn't know the lethality of his skin, so he accidentally saved several villagers who were attacked by monsters.

He was originally violent and bloodthirsty, and he tore the monster into pieces on the spot, but he provoked the mistress of the monster.

The female demon cultivator had never seen such a cruel and handsome human cultivator, and she immediately fell in love with her.That night, he turned through the window and entered Shen Su's room, took off his clothes, and got under the quilt.

Shen Su's cultivation base at that time was not very high, and he almost lost his skin before escaping from the female demon cultivator.

Since then, he will wear a mask when he goes down the mountain, and try to restrain himself in his behavior.

Fang Zhuo asked the system, "What happened to the female demon cultivator?"

233 couldn't explain clearly, "The protagonist is about to wake up."

Fang Zhuo's heartbeat was in a mess, he wanted to confront fiercely, but he didn't have the courage, so he just closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

But soon, he couldn't put it on anymore, and he clearly felt that something was entangled around his ankle, followed closely by his young and strong body.

It's fucking heavy.

Fang Zhuo was forced to open his eyes, but refused, "Go down."

The person on the body seemed to be sick, but he could still laugh, and called out to Master in a weird way, "Does it hurt? I'll rub it for you."

Knead a few times, play considerately now, it's too late.