unscrupulous male concubine

This city is extremely cloudy, and even at noon, the sun still cannot penetrate the thick clouds.

Chunjing stayed overnight in the empty room of the inn. When it was dawn, he opened his eyes on a soft and comfortable bed, took a deep breath, and the air smelled of dust.He turned over and lifted the bed curtain, the room was still groggy, and the tables, chairs and furniture could not be seen clearly. He twisted his body and looked at the window embedded in the wall beside the bed, and the darkness diffused into the room through the window.

He took a deep breath, let go, turned over and lay back on the bed, exhaled lightly, slowly closed his eyes, and planned to sleep for a while, it was still too early.But within a quarter of an hour, he opened his eyes, and he was extremely awake at the moment, without sleepiness at all.

He turned his head to look at the shadow reflected on the bed curtain, pursed his lips and let out a long sigh, turned over and sat up, stretched out his hand and opened the bed curtain, and stood staring at the opposite side only once away from him, with a blue face The boy who stared at him,

The boy's face is small and short, his eyebrows are very light, his nose is short, and his lips are full. He is a beautiful boy.He was wearing a red robe with a collar and buttons, the cuffs were turned up, revealing two inches of white satin, and black soap boots on his feet.Her black hair was tied up high with red silk, and the ribbons hung down her head one long and one short. When the wind came in through the window, the ribbons fluttered and slid to her chest.

The expression on his face remained unchanged, he just stared at Chunjing with a pair of big dark eyes, without blinking.

Chunjing sighed, pursed the corners of her mouth, raised her eyebrows and said helplessly, "You've been staring at me all night, aren't you tired? It will be dawn soon, aren't you afraid of being wiped out?"

"There is no day or night here," the young man shook his head lightly, "Under this formation, I am free."

Chunjing clicked his tongue and took a breath, "Then why are you different from others? They all disappeared after that war, why did you crawl out of the snow? You are still clean, It's like nothing happened, your stomach... put it back?"

The young man looked down at his abdomen, frowned slightly, and seemed to dislike such a topic, but he still pursed his lips and answered honestly, "Once the ugly time is over, everything will return to normal."

"Oh... and this function." Chun Jing nodded with her lips pursed, a thought turned around in her head, and she raised her finger to the window, "Isn't it just a while, and the outside started to open again? People coming and going, peddling and selling? Or... the army is approaching the city, ready to go?"

The young man shook his head, "Their time stops at the third quarter of the midnight hour, starts at the third quarter of the midnight hour, ends at the Yin hour, and repeats itself day by day."

"Oh..." Chunjing replied thoughtfully, then suddenly came back to her senses, raised her eyebrows and questioned, "That's not right! Why haven't you disappeared yet? Lied to me?!"

"Don't dare!" The young man waved his hands in panic, his blue face turned blue again, he bit his lip, and sighed, "I...maybe the one that was missed."

"Is there such a setting?" Chunjing looked at him with a wry smile and curled her lips, "There is still a fish that slipped through the net! Then you go directly to the underworld to reincarnate! You... you should have been dead for a few days! Don't go there again But it becomes a wandering spirit!"

"I can't go." The boy lowered his head, eyes full of pain.

"Why?" Chunjing raised her eyebrows, propped her hands on the bed, leaned back slightly, raised her legs, and looked at him with her head tilted, "Could it be that you still have to cooperate with those people's performances? Without you, what would this battle be like? Change? Then the young general is useless? Is there no end to the war?"

The young man pursed his lips and nodded lightly, "That's right."

"Then... that's your problem!" Chunjing spread her hands and shrugged her shoulders, and said, "You stayed here voluntarily, and you don't have the soul imprisoned by secret techniques. If you don't want to go, who can do it?" Detaining you? Let me see, the powerful secret technique here has brought the entire city into a realm of nothingness, independent of the Three Realms, and it is impossible for the underworld to send ghost messengers to arrest your soul!"

Chun Jing waved at the young man, lay on the bed on her back, and lazily said, "Let's go, don't disturb my sleep, if you don't go, I have to go!"

The boy bit his lip and stared at Chun Jing pitifully, without speaking.

Chunjing lay on her back for a while, unable to ignore the anxious gaze, but she also realized that it would be troublesome to start a conversation, so she made up her mind to turn over and lie down on her face, and swung the bed curtain.

After a cup of tea, Chunjing turned over and sat up, lowered her head, put her elbows on her legs, and pressed her temples with her hands, "Speak."

With a plop, the young man knelt down on one knee, clasped his fists in both hands, "please help me, my lord."

Chunjing raised her head and glanced at him, and couldn't help but rolled her eyes, "What kind of life is there to save, how can there be a stranger here? Besides, I'm a mud bodhisattva crossing the river now, and I can't protect myself! Did you find the wrong one?" people?"

"You are not the first person to come to Demon Sword City, but you are the only one who survived." The young man stared into Chunjing's eyes closely.

Chun Jing raised her eyebrows and sneered, "I didn't know I was so good."

The young man said, "Only the young master can break the secret technique here and set us free. These soldiers have already sacrificed their lives for the country and should not be imprisoned again, repeating the fear and pain of death every day."

"Well... Actually, I also think this kind of practice is inhumane." Chun Jing frowned a little embarrassedly, and said in a deep voice, "Well, tell me, who made you like this? Who is the presiding priest? A priest? A person who can use the entire city as an altar, tsk...the strength should not be underestimated, I have never seen such a battle in my life."

The boy shook his head, "I don't know. We are all discarded pawns."

"Where are you abandoned chess pieces! You are dangerous chess that played a decisive role! If you use it properly, you can turn defeat into victory! With this secret technique here, no one can cross the border! Perfectly separate the two opposing sides, give This gave both sides a chance to breathe! Who are you? To whom do you pledge your allegiance?"

"My name is Yang, and I am a soldier under General Duan," the boy said, "We are loyal to the Holy Lord Yushuo."

"Zhi Leng's soldier." Chunjing looked the boy up and down, couldn't help curling her lips, then... Zhi Leng is too vulnerable.Looking at yesterday's battle, Qian Hangzhi won a complete victory, but at that moment, the secret technique was activated... This also proves from another aspect that this powerful secret technique was created by Zhi Leng. made.But, who helped him create such a secret technique?

Is that phantom pharmacist entangled in grass?Or... Xianxi?

Seeing that Chunjing was silent for a long time, the young man straightened his body, and called him again, "Master!"

Chunjing was shocked, and looked at him after recovering. If this secret technique is destroyed, it must be putting Zhi Leng in danger!He licked his lips, put his hand on his lips and coughed lightly, "Uh... this... you get up first... your experience is indeed quite sympathetic, but... to be honest, I don't even know what to do How to get out, how to destroy this secret technique?"

The young man knelt and did not move, "If you don't destroy the secret technique, how can you get out from here?"

"Go out! The third quarter of midnight is the time when the yin energy is at its heaviest. Similarly, the third quarter of noon is the time when the yang energy is at its peak. The time when the yang energy is at its heaviest is also the time when this secret technique is at its weakest. With my body You should be able to go out with your cultivation base. But this method is not suitable for you! You are all ghosts now, and the time when you are the weakest is also the time when you are the weakest. Maybe you have no problem with this secret technique, but once you go out, It will disappear in an instant! Is this the result you asked for?"

The young man stood up, looked Chunjing up and down, and shook his head slightly, "You can only go out if you destroy the secret technique. Although you are not controlled by the secret technique and become the same soul as us, in fact you are still affected by the secret technique." impact of the technique.”

Chun Jing smiled disapprovingly, feeling that the young man's words were a bit alarmist, and he knew how capable he was.The reason why this young man might just want him to destroy the secret technique here.

"Young Master and Yushuo Shengjun are acquainted?" The young man said, "Are you afraid that destroying the secret technique will endanger Yushuo Shengjun?"

Chun Jing was a little embarrassed to be exposed by others. To be honest, it was really a selfish reason. He touched his nose and coughed lightly, "Cough... Zhi Leng's current situation does not seem to be very good!"

"Perhaps you think that we, as soldiers of Sage King Yushuo, have to sacrifice our lives for him. It is true that every soldier is ready to die at any time, and perhaps many of them think that they can serve the country after death. I'm proud of my effectiveness, but I'm not! I don't have such a high level, I just want the people I care about to be good."

"You mean the general who gave you pleasure?"

"Yes. Young master, you don't need to destroy the secret technique here, but please take Duan Nian and me to escape the control of this secret technique, so that we can go to the underworld to reincarnate."

"I'm afraid it won't work." Chun Jing frowned, "The requirements of this secret technique are very strict, one radish and one hole, if one is missing, the secret technique will be broken."

"A lot of people came to investigate the situation these days, and among them happened to be the same person as when Duan Nian was born. As long as his soul takes Duan Nian's place, Duan Nian can be completely freed from control."

"So you've already planned it!"

"I'm not a noble person."

"If you are reincarnated...you will forget each other."

The young man shook his head, "Love has been branded on the soul, you can't escape, you can't escape, we will meet again eventually."

Chun Jing licked her lips, "Do you know where Duan Nian is now?"

The corners of the young man's mouth finally curled up, and a pure smile overflowed his blue face, "I will bring him here at three o'clock in the afternoon, please be ready, my lord."

"Didn't you just say that if you don't destroy the secret technique, no one can get out?"

"Maybe the young master is the exception? After all, the young master is the only one who is still alive. You can sleep peacefully, the young master, it is still early before noon."