【Quick time travel】Push out the old attack every day

The sight from upstairs was so strong, Jun Yu knew that his goal had been achieved, and cheered a little in his heart.

This is his first mission, and he must complete it well.

The male protagonist Tianqing, the female protagonist Yun Yan'er and the male supporting role Fanyin are all complete. He doesn't believe that Sanskrit's beauty can't beat the female protagonist.

Sanskrit's appearance is unique in the world. Everyone is amazed when they see it, and they are still fascinated. The passers-by who look over frequently can prove how good-looking Sanskrit is.

As long as the male protagonist sees the Sanskrit, Su Ye will not believe it, so he can't deal with the two of them!

The high-spirited Junyu held the wrapped peach blossom cakes, raised his chin like a fighting cock, and walked forward with his eyes blinded and unable to see the road.

Feeling overwhelmed by the inexplicable joy, Jun Yu couldn't remember that he was still holding the bamboo hat in his hand, and stepped on the long hanging veil with the soles of his feet, slipped suddenly, and fell backwards unbalanced.

I'm going to fall!

Jun Yu closed his eyes tightly, waiting for the pain to come.

Suddenly, a pair of strong arms firmly caught him who was rushing towards him.

The pain didn't come, Jun Yu blinked, thankful that he didn't fall, and at the same time, he smelled the familiar sandalwood fragrance lingering around his body.

Soon, there was a sweet and worrying Sanskrit tone above his head: "Benefactor, are you alright?"

I was actually in Sanskrit's arms!

Jun Yu jumped three feet high, and he broke away from the Sanskrit that was holding him with a guilty conscience. He didn't want the hero Tianqing to misunderstand the pure relationship between the two, so he quickly waved his hands and said, "I'm fine." He patted his chest pretendingly , to prove that he is very healthy.

Seeing Fanyin looking at him worriedly, Jun Yu's ears blushed, he threw the bamboo hat in his hand on Fanyin, turned his head and muttered: "It's getting late, so let's go."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the Sanskrit voice to reply, he used his lightness kung fu to fly away as if fleeing, and disappeared in front of everyone in a few strokes.

Watching Jun Yu go away, Sanskrit's mouth curled into a faint smile.

Late at night, in the palace.

On the golden dragon bed, Tian Qing was sleeping with a beautiful woman in his arms. His eyebrows were deeply frowned, and he didn't know what he dreamed of.

In the dream, the alluring monk I saw at noon was in the middle of the pool, with many drops of water on his body, he should be taking a bath.

The exposed neck is slender like a swan, the white and creamy back is soft, and the lower part is a soft waist.

Tian Qing's gaze was attracted to him all of a sudden, his throat rolled a few times, and an evil fire condensed in his lower abdomen.

Fanyin didn't seem to know that someone behind him was staring at him greedily, and continued to wash his body.

There was silence for a long time, as if dissatisfied with the lack of movement of the people behind, Fanyin stood up, turned around slowly and walked towards the sky.

The faint moonlight shone on Sanskrit's charming face, creating a sense of hazy beauty.

Putting his soft and boneless palm on Tianqing's shoulder, he leaned closer to him, breathed out a breath of warm air in his ear, and said with a smile: "You are here."

Saying that, he touched Tianqing's thick hand towards his secret garden.

Feeling the softness in his hands, Tian Qing suffocated for a moment, then rudely took the monstrous Jun Yu into his arms, bowed his head and kissed him domineeringly.

The drops of water wetted the two of them in an instant, and their hot breaths intertwined with each other. Sanskrit pushed away the eager Tianqing, and stepped forward to bite the fragile Adam's apple.

He took off the man's clothes, stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, and drew a circle on Tianqing's left chest ambiguously, with lazy eyes, and whispered: "Don't worry, I'm yours tonight."

Tian Qing's eyes were red, and he couldn't bear it anymore, he picked up Jun Yu and put him on the shore, the dragon rushed towards somewhere without hesitation!

The two groaned in enjoyment instantly!Yin, and then doing the most primitive law!move.

The whole night, Tian Qing had the same dream. In the dream, they were entangled crazily, so that when the beauty reminded her of the time to go to court, Tian Qing was so angry that the dream was interrupted, and directly beheaded the beauty. .

It is no longer possible to continue to enter the charming dream.

After that day, Tian Qing mobilized all the forces in his hands, whether it was officials or dead men, and ordered to find Jun Yu's trace.

Holding the paper that stated that Sanskrit was in Zhenshi Temple, Tianqing rubbed Sanskrit's name, and a plundering heart arose in his heart.

In just three or four days, he would dream of merging with the monk's water every night as if he was poisoned in his body. He had never had such an experience before, and he also doubted whether someone had lowered his head on him.

He dreamed of that monk every night, lingering until death, he no longer cared if someone used tricks, he just wanted to find the monk and imprison him and love him every day.

The madness and obsession were completely revealed on the handsome facial features, Yun Yan'er who just came in was terrified.

"Your Majesty, get ready." Yun Yan'er pretended not to see Tian Qing's crazy state, and her delicate body fell towards him.

However, it was blocked by a strong arm, the boredom in Tian Qing's eyes flashed, and he said casually: "This king is tired, so I won't keep my concubine."

Under the cover of the hollow golden phoenix in the hair ornament, a hint of sinisterness flashed across the corner of Yun Yan'er's eyes.

"...Yes." Even though she could see that Tian Qing was still very energetic and didn't show any signs of fatigue, Yun Yan'er saw it through, saluted Shi Shiran, pushed open the door and walked away.

In a place where no one else could see, Yun Yan'er, who was walking back, twisted her delicate face, her slender nails stuck into her palm, and said angrily, "Go and find out! Which traitor got into Wang's eyes...... "

"Obey." A shadow quickly passed by, heading towards the outside of the palace.

Half a month passed in a flash, and a decree was sent to Zhenshi Temple, stating that the emperor of the Ming Dynasty would come in person, and asked the abbot to make preparations quickly.

Inside Zhenshi Temple, the abbot's expression was slightly concentrated, and he looked worriedly at the Sanskrit voice beside him: "Amitabha, the King is coming in a few days, you don't have to go out to greet him."

Without doubt, Sanskrit nodded in response. He knew that his appearance was not like that of ordinary monks, and that his too gorgeous appearance might bring disaster to Zhenshi Temple. He knew that the emperor's methods were high. Seeing such amazing monks, I am afraid that I will misunderstand that the temple has a name for nothing, and it is a place for beautiful monks to show off to others.

I just hope that the emperor can leave early, so that there is no need to hide.

The emperor wanted to go to Zhenshi Temple in person, and the martial arts people were in an uproar, with different opinions, some good and some bad, but even so, they couldn't stop that day from coming.

Time soon reached the time when Tianqing arrived at Zhenshi Temple. The scene was unprecedentedly grand. Zhenshi Temple, which had been silent for hundreds of years, came into focus for the first time. Only that shadow is missing.

"Amitabha, please benefactor." The abbot led Tianqing's people to a clean courtyard. The environment was quiet and the trees were scattered along the way, which instantly calmed down the irritable heart.

"That's right." He looked around calmly, walked to the Buddhist scriptures on the bookcase, took a copy and flipped through a few pages at random, thinking that this scripture might be used by the monk every day, and an unspeakable love rose from the bottom of his heart.