Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

Duan Lin entered the door and saw the huge snake body that filled the room, his forehead twitched.

He moved his fingertips slightly, and the boa constrictor, which had turned its belly over from sleep, hissed and almost failed to bounce.

With a whooping sound, it turned into a fat snake with thick fingers, jumped into the quilt, wrapped around Fang Zhuo's ankles, and shivered together.

It was pitch black under the quilt, and there was no sound outside, Fang Zhuo frowned anxiously, and asked the system to report the situation.

As a result, two or three calls were made, but the system did not respond.In doubt, the quilt was thrown off.

Fang Zhuo was wearing a set of middle clothes, and as the quilt was lifted, the wide hem of the middle clothes was also turned up, revealing a white waist.

The skin was in contact with the air, and it was chilly, and goose bumps appeared.

Duan Lin approached in person, his eyes were bloodshot, and he pinched Fang Zhuo's chin with his hand, restraining himself vigorously.

"I've learned to threaten me with my own life." The corners of his mouth raised, and the smile couldn't reach his eyes, "Okay, very good."

With one finger, the dagger on the ground flew into his palm.

A cold light with killing intent flashed in the air, and there was a bang outside the door.

The beard was stiff and tense, and his face was full of fear.

The dagger pierced through his tufted hair, sticking to his scalp, and drove into the solid wall behind his head.

The old ancestor didn't speak, he didn't dare to move, as for the rest of the people, their faces were already pale from fright, and no one dared to step forward and draw their swords.

Looking at the 360-degree panoramic image sent by the system, Fang Zhuo broke into a cold sweat for his beard.

With this accuracy, even now, it is better than the most professional snipers.

Bang Dang, the knife loosened by itself and fell to the ground.

The bearded man's knees softened, and he knelt on the ground and kept shouting for mercy, until his forehead was bleeding, and he was exempted from retreating with the others.

The little apprentice's anger did not dissipate, and the gloomyness in his eyes was heavier than before.

Fang Zhuo propped himself up on the bed and backed away, his heart pounding, "Brother Ah San, did you detect anything discordant?"

Now this weak body, meeting Duan Rin's muscles, is like an egg stone, and it will definitely fall apart.

Just as he was thinking about whether to smear his face and beg for mercy, the little black whip was suddenly pulled out by the little apprentice.

"Master always has a way to make me angry." Duan Lin knelt on the bed on one knee, the shiny black whip seemed to come alive, and automatically climbed up the burning wrist, and then kept tightening, binding the left and right hands together.

The other end of the whip was not idle either, the black handle automatically softened and elongated, turning into a whip body, wrapping around Burning's two legs like vines.

The difference is that there is no tightening in the middle, leaving a little room for movement.

Fang Zhuo was confused, what was he trying to play.

Sighing with frustration, he began to analyze his heart to the little apprentice, "Disciple, being a teacher is also for your own good."

"There are more than 2000 disciples from the inner and outer sects of the Yuan Mingzong, and a battle of wheels can drag you to death."

As Fang Zhuo said, he quietly squinted at the past, the little apprentice's face was still so stinky.

He pursed his lips, and said earnestly, "I'm fine with my body. I'll just rest for a few days, and I don't have to take medicine."

Duan Lin grabbed the man's eyes inquiringly, "Heals faster with pills."

Apprentice, you don't understand, the body is better, the spiritual power is full, and the constant sky stone is stuck back again.

In this half-dead state, Master has to maintain it for a short period of time.

Fang Zhuo's lips moved, and he swallowed the words back.

If there is no spiritual power irrigation for a long time, Yuan Dan will be somewhat damaged, so the latest cutting method of Hengtian Stone must be kept secret.

Like an old father who was so angry with his son that he had a heart attack, Fang Zhuo pointed at Duan Lin with trembling fingers, "Did you listen to what I said? After leaving Yuan Mingzong, I will not be your master anymore, will I!"

Throat itchy, coughing violently.

He moved his palms away, his eyes widened, "Blood, it's blood..."

Howled twice, closed his eyes, and fell down with his head up.

Not seeing the little apprentice's reaction, Fang Zhuo was a little anxious, "Brother Ah San, are you there? If you are, help me see my apprentice's reaction."

233 finally showed up, "Just dropped the line."

Fang Zhuo couldn't find a language to comment on the recent state of the system, so he repeated the previous question.

233 watched the replay, and said pertinently, "...the acting was too exaggerated, I didn't deceive you, but people didn't leave either."

Fang Zhuo had long since given up such profound things as acting.

Knowing that the little apprentice is filial, he would pamper him, and began to pretend to babble, "Duan Rin, you...don't go...come back..."

twenty one,"……"

Duan Lin folded his arms and narrowed his eyes slightly.

After an unknown amount of time, the atmosphere was so embarrassing that Fang Zhuo could hardly continue acting, and suddenly a hand gently held his shoulder.

Duan Lin lay down next to Fang Zhuo, strangled the man's slender waist with both hands, and rested his head on his chest.

Boom, boom, boom, boom...

The heartbeat was steady and powerful, and it was incredibly alive.

He tightened his arms and said in a hoarse voice, "Shen Su, don't do stupid things, don't make me unhappy. Otherwise, I don't know what I will do."

No way, that method was newly realized by him, Duan Lin couldn't possibly know.

Just as he was about to defend himself, Fang Zhuo suddenly realized that this brat was deceiving him.

Keeping your expression steady, "When did my teacher lie to you?"

In his memory, really not.

Duan Lin raised his face, and didn't know what he thought of. Anyway, the insecure child's face just now disappeared, and his eyes were cold.

He turned over and got on his stomach, squeezed his knees between Fang Zhuo's legs, and moved up slowly, completely covering the people under him.

Fang Zhuo didn't like this posture very much, it was too passive, "Go down first."

"No." Duan Lin stretched out a hand, and his fingertips lingered around the corners of the man's eyes, and when they reached the corners of the eyes, he swipe up slightly with his fingertips.

This is the third time.

Fang Zhuo opened his eyes wide in surprise, and asked the system for confirmation, "Does he have previous memories? Otherwise, why does he keep touching my eyes?"

The little apprentice's movements were as gentle as a feather brushing, but he was inexplicably trembling.I always feel that under the gentle movements, I restrain some terrible emotions.

For a while, Fang Zhuo didn't even dare to move.

I don't know how long it took, Duan Rin suddenly kissed his eyelids, and said inexplicably, "You lied to me, you said you would come back."

Fang Zhuo was stunned, "Brother Ah San, what did he say?"

233's voice became intermittent again, and it took a long time to distinguish before he could hear it, saying that he didn't know.

Fang Zhuo, "..."

Duan Lin seemed to be immersed in a certain memory, his eyes were slack, but the hand that grabbed his chin was so hard that his jawbone was about to shatter.

He bowed his head, lowered his eyes, his four lips rubbed against each other, and his breath was intertwined.

The atmosphere seemed ambiguous, but it was actually tense.

Fang Zhuo can be sure that at this time, if there is a word that makes people uncomfortable, the little apprentice will tear his clothes and make trouble.

Duan Lin's eyes, which were half-covered by lids, were pitch black, like a beast eager to hunt but waiting for an opportunity, it might pounce on it every minute, tearing people apart.

This kid is not normal.

Fang Zhuo was confused, and was about to say a few words to ease the atmosphere when Duan Rin suddenly raised his head.

He gently brushed the man's messy hair behind his ears, and said again nervously, "You lied to me, have you forgotten?"

Fang Zhuo kept grabbing the system and asked, "I really never lied to him in this world, is he talking about the previous worlds?"

If the old and new accounts are counted together, he really can't count how many times he has lied to the protagonist.

When 233 saw him, he was so entangled and annoyed that he was about to collapse, so he gave a hint, "It's not before."

A flash of light flashed in his mind, and Fang Zhuo grasped something, "The real world?"

He tried his best to recall the big movie he had seen in the Demon Realm before, but he couldn't remember the scene where he was not traveling through the world.

Intuition told him that that shot was very important.

He pursed his lips and began to think, "Did I cheat him and give him a cuckold?"

The green hat is too big, it is simply a nail of shame that cannot be removed, so the protagonist is chasing after him relentlessly.

Is it because he loves him desperately, or hates him so much that he will never let him go.

Fang Zhuo frowned, and couldn't help sighing in his heart.

233 was speechless, "...don't guess, just settle the matter at hand."

Only then did Fang Zhuo feel a chill in his chest.

Duan Lin had already opened his clothes, and was working hard on his bare chest, planting a special variety of strawberries.

Faintly heard the apprentice talking, Fang Zhuo pricked up his ears, and heard the other party seem to say, "I want to eat you..."

Fang Zhuo, "..."

This trend is wrong.

There was no ambiguity in Duan Rin's fierce and sinister eyes, he really wanted to eat him.

He opened his mouth, took the tender meat from Master's chest, and murmured, "As long as I eat you, you will never leave me again."

The pain hit, Fang Zhuo let out a cry, this villain is really biting him!

Fang Zhuo was like a stranded fish, struggling in vain, almost breaking his waist.

"What are you crazy about!"

Duan Lin, who was working hard, raised his head, his eyes were dark, and the veins on his forehead were bulging, as if he had restrained himself to the extreme.

He panted violently, like anger, but also like uncomfortable.

Fang Zhuo used the little bit of spiritual power he had just recovered to check it out. No, the devilish energy in the apprentice's lower dantian was surging out from the devil's core.

The devilish energy in the meridians, like a fly on the brow, is circling around.

This is a sign of going crazy.

What's going on, wasn't it good just now, stimulated by me?

233 sighed, "Who told you to threaten him with your life, you must have alarmed the demons in your heart."

Fang Zhuo swallowed nervously, showing a gentle and shy smile, and said to the little apprentice with fierce eyes, "Come here, I want to kiss you."

Duan Lin leaned forward, bit Fang Zhuo's Adam's apple with his teeth, and licked lightly with his tongue, trying to taste some delicacies.

Fang Zhuo experienced the tranquility before the storm, so he didn't relax because of the short-term gentleness of the other party.

Afraid of irritating people again, he spoke softly, "I was wrong, I shouldn't have threatened you like that, I promise, I will never hide or deceive you in the future."

"Duan Rin, can you stop and talk to me?"

On the contrary, the movements of the person lying on the body became more and more rapid, and the intensity of the bite also increased, as if they really wanted to swallow life.

People who go crazy, unconscious and violent, basically go out to fight and kill, and chop everyone they see.

Duan Rin is special, he just wants to make things happen.

He wants to completely possess the people under him from the inside out.

When Fang Zhuo heard the rough tearing sound, he gave up the negotiation. If the mouth is useless, he can use other methods to appease him. Anyway...

Anyway, he doesn't suffer, and he can have a good time.

It's a pity he forgot that he has an extraordinary mouth, besides being able to eat cucumbers, he can also drink sticky milk.

What Duan Lin feeds is not ordinary cucumbers, but rather magical cucumbers that have grown for thousands of years.

Fang Zhuo maintained a relaxed state of mind at the beginning, and he would eat as much as he wanted, since he couldn't hold it to death anyway.

But soon, he was too supportive to speak.

Whose cucumber is so lively, it will jump in the mouth dishonestly while eating it, and it will become bigger, and the mouth will be stretched.

His hands were tied and pressed on top of his head, his shoulders were sore and numb, when he was moving, he looked down by the way——

Fang Zhuo's body was simply horrible, densely covered with tooth marks and strawberries, and there were many pinch marks.

Every trace told him that his little apprentice was very disturbed.

The man was terrified that he would leave, or die.

These two points are likely to be Duan Rin's demons.

This night, the magic farmer, who is not yet a veteran driver, worked tirelessly all night and fed all night.

Fang Zhuo's body does not have much aura to protect it, so it is no different from ordinary people.

By the time things are done, everyone is about to stop cooking.

He stared at the bed curtain weakly, his eyes were brightly colored and occasionally darkened, and he might faint at any time.

Duan Lin propped up his arms and looked down at him, sweat dripping down his forehead drop by drop.

The chaotic eyes finally regained their clarity.

He looked at the purple-red skin on the man's body, frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Master, I... I'm sorry..."

Is it over to say I'm sorry?

Fang Zhuo was so angry that he almost vomited another mouthful of blood. He said in a rough voice, "Since you know I'm sorry, hurry up and take me to wash!"

It was sticky from head to toe, and even the cochlea was slobbered.

Thinking of the madness just now, Fang Zhuo was a little scared, but also a little ready to move. His apprentice was so sexy, and when he was ruthless, he was a little wild.

Fang Zhuo felt his body shake and was picked up by someone.

He leaned on Duan Rin's chest, looked up at Duan Rin's protruding Adam's apple and delicate chin, raised his hand and nodded on it.

Said softly, "I will not die, don't be afraid."

Duan Lin remained silent and didn't say anything, Fang Zhuo could only see his tense jaw.

Unbeknownst to him, the pupil's eye sockets were already slightly red.

Fang Zhuo had a full meal and slept soundly. He lay paralyzed on the bed for two days, and could barely get out of bed until the third day.

In the bitterly cold place, there are four seasons of ice and snow, and not a single blade of grass grows. On the thousands of miles of ice field, except for magic cultivators, there are only some ordinary animals and spirit beasts living in the severe cold area.

Staying in this kind of place for a long time will inevitably lead to aesthetic fatigue.

Fang Zhuo rubbed his still sore legs, got out of bed and walked out, planning to find a place and let the system broadcast live to pass the time.

As soon as he walked out the door, he was shocked by the things in the yard.

The green grass and green trees are colorful, which makes people's eyes bright.

The bearded beard was recently assigned to be sent by Fang Zhuo. He smiled and narrowed his eyes, "Does the immortal still like it?"

He pointed at the green trees and red flowers, as if offering a treasure, "They are all ice sculptures, and with some paint inside, they look just like the real thing."

Fang Zhuo knew who made it.

Walking to the edge of the yard, looking down, from here down, the road is full of brocade and flowers, which is quite spectacular.

The corners of his mouth curled up, and he couldn't help showing off to the system, "My apprentice is so romantic."

233 snorted coldly, "Is your butt not hurting anymore?"

It hurts, why doesn't it hurt, he is recovering slowly now, it has been two and a half days, and he still feels a little foreign body.

Fang Zhuo is a little anxious, this physical state will last for a while, let alone doing things every day...

Even doing it every three days would be too much for him.

Regarding the topic of harmonious life, I have to take time to communicate with my apprentices.