Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

Xuan Lei had no intention of stopping, and even because of Fang Zhuo's resistance and protection, he slashed harder each time.

The spiritual power in the body is gradually drained, the dantian is almost dry, and even controlling the magic weapon becomes difficult.

"Brother Ah San, I can't take it any longer." Fang Zhuo's chest was oppressed, a fishy sweetness rose from his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Wiping the corners of his mouth in distress, he scolded in his heart, damn it, he is so vicious.

233, who had been quietly watching the battle, suddenly shouted, "Get out of the way."

Before the words fell, the thunder above the head suddenly stopped, but the surrounding dark clouds continued to squeeze together, covering a large area of ​​blackness.

Realizing something, Fang Zhuo didn't even bother to take away the magic weapon, and Yu Jian ran away.

Tian Lei didn't give him a chance.

Nine bolts of lightning fell at the same time, connecting the sky and the earth, forming a cage, trapping him in it.

The purple lightning pierced people's eyes, Fang Zhuo didn't dare to look directly, flustered, "Did I piss him off?"

233 said, "It looks like it is."

"It's not a bad thing, at least it helped my apprentice share some of the firepower." Fang Zhuo pressed down the corners of his mouth after speaking, with a mournful face, "Brother San, I'm probably going to die here today."

Tiandao made it clear that he didn't want him to live, and he couldn't escape. After thinking about it, he simply took out a pen and paper from the storage bag and began to write a suicide note.

Although it was a bit cruel, I still hope that the little apprentice can take out his Yuandan and Hengtian Stone after his death, and swallow them.

After brushing and writing, Fang Zhuo stuffed the letter into his chest, deliberately exposing a corner so that people could find it.

The ice edge sword trembled twice, and Fang Zhuo took it back to his dantian, and he fell to the ground with the little spiritual power left.

Tiandao was fighting with him, and the cage formed by the lightning began to shrink, making the sound of electric current.

Fang Zhuo's eyes stared straight, imagining the scene of being cut into pieces.

Suddenly, the ice beneath his feet vibrated.

Before the demon cultivators watching the excitement had time to retreat, they were swallowed by the ice valley that suddenly split open.

Those who did not fall, dodged far away, only to see a black figure rushing out from inside. ,

But in the blink of an eye, the thunder that besieged Renxiu was split open by a man in black.

Not with a knife, but with bare hands.

There was a dead silence at the scene, no one dared to speak out, and stared straight ahead.

Fang Zhuo not only exhausted the spiritual power in his dantian, he even took out the spiritual energy that nourishes the tendons, and used it completely.

He was as limp as a noodle, and he was a little dizzy.

Seeing a vague figure approaching, Fang Zhuo shook his head, and a name popped out of his muddy mind.

He opened his mouth, but before he could utter a sound, he closed his eyes and passed out.

Like a sick mad dog, Tianlei chased after him, and instantly gathered the lightning that formed the cage, forming a giant dragon with dazzling white light.

The giant dragon roared loudly, and charged towards the man in black on the ground with an unstoppable aura.

There was a loud bang, and a big hole was blasted out of the thick ice layer, and the smoke filled the air.

It's over, Da Neng had just soared, and was struck to death by lightning.

Everyone felt sorry, but couldn't help but want to get closer, to find out.

The smoke gradually dissipated, and everyone could clearly see that in the center of the pit, the young man in black was protecting the man in white to death.

No piece of flesh on the back that was struck by Xuan Lei was good, blood red and burnt black were mixed together, just looking at it hurts.

Someone was soft-hearted, and was about to step forward to ask, when there was a bang above his head. He thought the thunder and lightning had dissipated, and it fell again.

How many times is this?

No one remembered it clearly, and no one really cared about it. The moment the mysterious thunder struck, they all hid eight feet away.

Duan Lin had no expression on his face, and silently endured it, as if what hit him was light snowflakes.

He gritted his teeth and tightened his arms, for fear that Fang Zhuozai would be hurt.

The flesh and bones on the back, while being shattered by the lightning, were constantly reorganizing.

If a thousand profound thunders hit him all, given his current situation, he couldn't bear it at all, but the last few strikes could help him refine his body.

The demon cultivators watched from afar, and no one knew what was going on in the pit, so they started talking about it.

"Has any of you ever seen that man?"

"No, no, it looks strange, the material of the clothes is not bad, I'm afraid they are not direct disciples of some sect?"

"Magic Cultivation Realm, which head has the ability to raise people with this level of cultivation?"

"..."

During the gossip and guessing, the way of heaven finally broke enough, and the thunder cloud dispersed.

A large group of people rushed to go up, the pit was completely empty, not even a piece of clothing was left, the two of them who were so big just disappeared under their noses.

"Fuck, this is teleportation. The one just now, I'm afraid he has really reached the fusion stage."

"Our magic cultivator has been bullied for so many years, and we finally figured out a great power that can compete with human cultivators."

The demon cultivators almost jumped up excitedly, their eyes were full of longing and hope, as if they had seen the beautiful picture of defeating human cultivators and leading the entire continent.

At the foot of Yuan Mingzong Mountain, another person lived in a cave more than ten kilometers away from the town.

Duan Lin put Fang Zhuo on the stone bed, took out a few spirit stones from his storage bag, and arranged a formation.

The aura that could barely be considered abundant nearby entered Fang Zhuo's body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

With a flick of his finger, Duan Lin lifted the mask off Fang Zhuo's face.

He was not seriously injured, but his spiritual power was exhausted too much, and his meridians and viscera were slightly damaged. It would be better if he rested for a while.

Duan Lin's expression was gloomy, making Fang Zhuo think he was dying.

He closed his eyes and watched the little apprentice's face through the live broadcast. His facial features were still the same, delicate and firm, but more clearly defined, revealing a familiar feeling.

Fang Zhuo was stunned for a moment, and asked the system, "You really don't think this face looks familiar?"

233,"No."

"Really not?"

"No."

Fang Zhuo sighed, probably because he was overworked and confused, and at first glance, he didn't seem very familiar.

Seeing him closing his eyes and pretending to be asleep, 233 didn't quite understand, "Why don't you pay it back?"

"I want you to take care of it." Fang Zhuo muttered, his heart beating so fast.

The little apprentice cleansed his essence again, and after his body was reshaped, it seemed to have more flavor. The chest, shoulders, and Adam's apple... were indescribably sexy.

This is the legendary, walking hormone.

Fang Zhuo was delighted, "I'm really lucky. The thigh I'm hugging is thick, beautiful, and capable of doing things."

twenty one,"……"

Fang Zhuo squinted for a while, and woke up slowly, as if he just knew that the little apprentice had left the customs.

A trace of surprise floated on his usually indifferent face, "You..."

Duan Lin hugged him, "Surprised Master."

Fang Zhuo buried his entire face in the young apprentice's chest, silently feeling the hot, tight chest muscles.

Sniffing it quietly, it is refreshing, it should be that you have just used the body purification formula.

He patted his apprentice on the back in a mature way, "It's okay to be a teacher, don't worry about it."

Duan Lin slowly let go of his hands, clasping the master's shoulders with both hands, a blush flashed in his deep eyes.

"Why did Master resist the thunder for me?"

His voice was low and strong, and he refused to give up until he got an answer.

Fang Zhuo touched the young apprentice's thick black hair, lowered his eyes, "There is no reason, just follow your heart."

After saying this, he was shocked at first, and felt that the pretense was very successful.

Subtle and affectionate, affectionate and unconventional, as long as Duan Lin is not out of his mind, he should be very moved.

He raised his eyelids, startled, not only moved, but going crazy.

Duan Lin was short of breath, seemed to want to laugh, pulled the corners of his mouth, but didn't pull it up, his eyes were bloodshot.

The two hands clasping Fang Zhuo's shoulders exerted force, his voice almost trembling, "Master also likes me."

Brat, I've already used declarative sentences, so don't say them out, I'm sorry.

Fang Zhuo blushed and swallowed. Although his shoulder hurt, he still nodded his head and said "hmm".

This sound completely drove away the last trace of uncertainty in Duan Lin's heart.

He pushed the master down on the stone bed, and gnawed on the man's soft lips over and over again.

The little apprentice's tongue was nimble and impatient, and he would not let him go, like patrolling the territory, and wiped Fang Zhuo's mouth clean.

Considering that the master's body has not fully recovered, he held back his desire, and acted like a baby, rubbed against the other person's body, and got up and sat up.

Fang Zhuo fended off the dishonest hands of the little apprentice, and straightened his clothes by himself, "Be quiet, don't disturb."

After speaking, close your eyes and sit in meditation with breath adjustment.

The meridian is damaged, and the speed of absorbing spiritual energy has slowed down a lot.

He sat for three whole days, and didn't feel better until the evening of the fourth day.

Fang Zhuo opened his eyes and found that the little apprentice was not there. He released his spiritual sense to take a look, only to find that he was in the town.

Duan Lin was walking out of the city with big bags and small bags in his hands, when he suddenly stopped in front of a small stall.

He picked up a hosta.

The style of the hosta is simple, and the whole body is white, with only a little bright red on the tip.

The boss smiled, and said in a mysterious voice, "Master, you have good eyesight. I accidentally took this hairpin from an old woman some time ago."

"Look at the delicate jade quality. It is definitely top-grade. Whether it is a gift for your wife or your sweetheart, it is the best choice."

Duan Lin moved slightly, took out an ingot of silver and put it on the stall, and put the jade hairpin into his clothes properly.

The boss wiped the silver, took another breath, wiped the baby with his sleeve, and cursed an idiot in his heart.

He admits that his product is really good-looking, but it's not worth the price, it's really a fool with a lot of money, look at that silly smile.

In the cave, Fang Zhuo couldn't stand it anymore.

The apprentice is actually a bit boring, why did he buy the hairpin, it must be because of the boss's words about wife and sweetheart.

"Thousands of years old, why are you so naive." Fang Zhuo curled his lips, his words were full of joy and boredom.

233,"...the first time you're in love, please understand."

"I understand very well, it's also my first time." A shyness flashed across Fang Zhuo's face.

Every world has a first love, and he should be the happiest person in the world.

Suddenly remembered something, Fang Zhuo asked curiously, "Will the other couriers also fall in love with the protagonist?"

"No." 233 said, "This is a violation, and you are a special case."

Fang Zhuo was taken aback, "Why, is it because I have a good character and good looks?"

"You think too much." 233 said indifferently, "I can't say it."

Fang Zhuo let out a heck, tantalizing, tantamount to digging his ancestral grave, immoral.

When Duan Lin returned to the cave, he found that the master had got up, and immediately put out the food packed from the inn.

The master just looked cold, not really not interested in anything, he didn't say that it was bought for Fang Zhuo, only that he was hungry.

Looking at one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight dishes of delicious food and a pot of soju, Fang Zhuo swallowed, and pretended to ask, "Have you not yet fed the grain?"

"It's already bigu, but the habit is hard to change." Duan Lin shared a pair of chopsticks and went over, "Master, let's try it too."

This kid was never greedy even when he was five or six years old, of course Fang Zhuo didn't believe it.

The apprentice is so considerate, so I should do something.

Fang Zhuo poured himself a glass of wine, and said slowly, "In life, you will always be bound by various rules, and you can't help yourself."

"When I was young as a teacher, I used to be like your senior brother Song, who didn't want to practice, but just wanted to visit other senior uncles."

When Duan Lin heard the words Song Qingjian, his eyes dimmed, and he continued to listen silently.

Fang Zhuo recalled, raised his head and sipped his wine, "It's just that after the master ascended, only our five brothers were left to support the Yuan Mingzong."

After the original owner and his master ascended to the throne, Yuan Mingzong was not at peace. Within a few days, other sects came to make trouble.

Fortunately, the cultivation bases of several senior brothers are not low, and they act decisively without showing mercy.

The rest of the people gradually realized that without the ascended head, Yuan Mingzong was still not easy to mess with, so they learned to be good and calmed down again.

As for the original owner, firstly, he was too lazy to care about it, and secondly, he was really not good at communicating with words.

After recalling the past, Fang Zhuo began to name the main points, "As the owner of Wuwei Peak, I always pay attention to my words and deeds, and if there is something wrong, it will be offended."

A smile flashed in Duan Lin's eyes, and he helped him to pave the steps, "Master will be in front of me in the future, so don't hold back."

Fang Zhuo just wanted to hear this, so he pinched the little apprentice's face and pulled at both sides, "You're so good, I didn't love you for nothing as a teacher."

Duan Lin supported the stone bed with both hands, and leaned closer, "Master, you can be more pampered."

As an old driver, Fang Zhuo instantly understood the meaning.

With a movement of his fingers, he grabbed the apprentice's skirt, pulled him closer, and kissed him.

Duan Rin froze and didn't move, and was stunned.

Fang Zhuo kissed and felt that something was wrong, why there was no interaction.

He opened his eyes and saw a hand covering his eyes, and the lips bitten by him suddenly responded.

As the old saying goes, the sky is dry and things are dry, so be careful with candles.

Once the fire is lit, it is difficult to put it out.

Unfortunately, the mountain fire was drawn to him, and every place he kissed was on fire.

The movement of Duan Lin undressing him was gentle and cherished, as if he was taking apart some peerless treasure.

Fang Zhuo's face was burning hot, he didn't open his eyes to look embarrassed, until the delicate rose on his chest was licked, he lowered his head and lowered his eyes.

Duan Lin's fingers gently traced the petals of roses, "I've seen it before."

Fang Zhuo's brain, which was steamed by lust, suddenly became sober. There are no roses in this world, only roses and roses. Where did the little apprentice see them?

Just as he was about to ask, Xiaodouzi was bitten.

Fang Zhuo's whole body went limp, and he couldn't say anything except uttering some ambiguous monophonic words.

Duan Rin's body is stronger than before. Fang Zhuo's fingernails are about to be snapped off after one incident. There is nothing wrong with his back.

After finishing it, Fang Zhuo turned into a puddle of mud, lying on the little apprentice's lap, moaning.

Duan Rin quietly pinched his back for him, so obedient.

Fang Zhuo enjoyed it very much, and said to the system that was just released, "My little apprentice is so good, he becomes a tiger on the bed, and a cat under the bed, gentle and caring."

233 Hehe.

Fang Zhuo defended himself, and said unhappily, "Yin and Yang are weird."

"As long as you're happy." 233 changed the subject, "When will you carry out the delivery mission?"

"Don't rush, I'm thinking about it."

"I hope you can be more positive."

Fang Zhuo's good mood was completely gone, as soon as his brows were wrinkled, they were smoothed away by a finger.

Duan Rin, "What's wrong?"

Fang Zhuo shook his head, "Nothing."

Duan Lin kissed the man on the mouth, "Go back to the mountain."

Fang Zhuo disagreed, "No, it's too dangerous..."

"I can handle it." Duan Lin interrupted, a dark light flashed in his eyes, and with a movement of his fingers, he put the letter paper that fell under the man's coat into his sleeve.

He inserted the jade hairpin he bought earlier into Master's hair bun, and said in a low voice, "Or, Master doesn't believe me?"