Negative Textbook of Love [Quick Transmigration]

There was a moist and warm touch from the corner of his lips, and the magnified handsome face was in front of him. Song Yunyin's eyes sharpened, and he suddenly realized that the person in front of him was doing something shameless to him, so he raised his hand and slapped him.

A beautiful splash rose on the water.

"Hey~"

A wet palm pressed against his palm, instantly dissolving the condensed frost, and the slender fingers squeezed into his fingertips under the lubrication of the pool water, and pressed his palm against the pool wall.

Zhang Liangshao raised his head slowly, stretched out the tip of his tongue to lazily lick away the silver thread on his lower lip, with a playful look in his eyes, "It's really a dog biting Lu Dongbin, I don't know good people, disciple Ling Xiaofeng is going to cross the river and demolish the bridge?"

"How did you get out?" Song Yunyin looked at him coldly.

"Why do you only say so many words every time we meet?" Zhang Liangshao stretched out his hand to scratch someone's chin, but he didn't feel annoyed when he was avoided. Who is it? What are you doing? How did you get out?"

He didn't look like Song Yunyin at all, his red pupils showed a bit of cunning, the water splashed by his fingers splashed on his collarbone, and slowly dripped down his fair skin, but he was a little more lustful.

"You righteous people, why are you so boring—"

As soon as he finished speaking, a palm was suddenly attached to his face, and his left hand with a rough callus rubbed against his cheek.

Zhang Liangshao's eyes widened.

Could it be...he really still remembers...

"You have an entity?" Song Yunyin's tone sank, "Where is my master? What did you do to him?"

"...Oh." Zhang Liangshao rolled his eyes.

Damn, I'm so happy.

Because of the iron rules passed down from generation to generation by the precept elders, Zhang Liangshao was sealed in the Burial Sword Valley for 2000 and 700 years, and he was hacked half to death by the demon-subduing formation. Let's talk about the escape from the seal in detail, but after hearing the words, he just dealt with it casually:

"he died."

"What did you say!" A big hand slammed onto Zhang Liangshao's neck.

Song Yunyin broke away from the hand interlocking his fingers with the Demon Sword, took two steps forward, and stared at him sharply, "Say it again?"

I'm joking, do you believe that too?

The ground at the bottom of the pool was wet and slippery. Zhang Liangshao had no recourse but to hold Song Yunyin's arm instead. A strong pain came from the throat bone. Song Yunyin's tightly clasped fingers sank deeply into the sides of Zhang Liangshao's neck. A feeling of suffocation welled up in my heart.

good very good……

Zhang Liangshao pursed his lips, feeling an unspeakable sense of boredom in his heart, he said to himself.

Zhang Liangshao, you have to remember this feeling.

Remember this man, he is fake.

All this is not worth it.

Forget about him and think of those once as a love game.

Who hasn't had a dreamy romance?

if you serious you lose.

Zhang Liangshao closed his eyes, but raised his lips, and the words he opened his mouth were like sharp knives, piercing Song Yunyin's heart full of holes.

"I said, Xu Chengjun died, his body died, his soul disappeared, do you understand? You are also a big man, so it is possible that you still have a love affair with your teacher? Your master has also been stuck in the distraction period for hundreds of years, right? , it seems that he will not have a good life for a few years, I am helping him and sending him to reincarnate early!"

"You!" Song Yunyin's face turned cold, and the strength in his hand tightened again.

"What me?" Zhang Liangshao opened his eyes, his blood-red eyeballs moved downwards, staring straight at the person in front of him, with a cold smile on his lips, "Do you really think you are someone?"

"Don't forget, your golden core is shattered now, and your cultivation has been completely lost. With your current appearance, you still want to kill me? Hahahahaha, wishful thinking!"

The blood-red eyes looked straight at him, but it seemed that they hit the depths of Song Yunyin's eyes, which shocked him. , only to hear the Yanyan Sword Spirit in front of him suddenly turn cold, with a sullen tone.

"This deity saved you with great mercy, but you committed the following crimes, so presumptuous, it is really disappointing this deity!"

After finishing speaking, he waved his arms high, and the water splashed thousands of feet, and the huge air wave sent Song Yunyin to the edge of the pool.

But the demon broke out of the water, his body was full of flames, and strands of strands were intertwined into a black robe as smooth as silk, which was draped on him obediently.

Song Yunyin lay beside Tan, coughed in a low voice while rubbing his chest, looked at him with cloudy eyes, and spoke in a depressed tone.

"I am going to kill you."

"You want to kill me? Haha, hahahahahahahaha!"

Zhang Liangshao laughed loudly as if he had heard some joke, he walked up to Song Yunyin barefoot, "That's good, Song Yunyin, you have to keep your word, I'll wait for you to kill me... that's right..."

He rolled his eyes and stretched out his hand maliciously, "I have a good idea now..."

He flipped his palm, and the black soul-locking bead appeared in his palm, "There is nearly 1000 years of spiritual power in this bead, if you eat it, you can not only restore your original cultivation, but also immediately break through the Nascent Soul. "

He played with the beads in his hand with five fingers in turn, and said slowly, "This is a good thing that ordinary people dream of, how about it? As long as you ask me, I will give it to you."

Song Yunyin stared at the bead, but never begged for mercy as Zhang Liangshao expected.After a while, he spoke with difficulty, "Those people... Are they all dead?"

Zhang Liangshao raised his eyebrows and said intentionally, "Of course, he died completely, and his body was burned. Even if you don't want this bead, the spirit inside it won't be able to go back. Instead of letting your brothers and sisters do it A lonely ghost, might as well..."

He stretched out the tip of his scarlet tongue, raised the pitch-black bead to his mouth, licked it a few inches away, made a "chiliu" sound, and grinned wickedly like a real devil.

"Put them in your sea of ​​air—treasure them forever!"

Song Yunyin kept silent, lowered her head, her eyes were red, her palms tightly squeezed the weeds on the ground, and her five fingers were deeply embedded in the black mud, uprooting the poor turf and pinching it into a ball.

"You have to think carefully, if you don't want it, then your juniors and juniors... will be mine." Zhang Liangshao tilted his head, looking down at his embarrassed appearance, with a playful tone.

After a long time, he was getting impatient with waiting, only then did he hear the sound of the man gnashing his teeth.

"Aren't you a demon cultivator? What's the use of all your hard work to save me?"

Zhang Liangshao didn't expect Song Yunyin to think of this key at this juncture, the mask on his face was almost unstoppable, but fortunately Song Yunyin kept his head down and didn't notice his gaffe.

He pursed his lips, but his tone didn't fluctuate at all, as if he was still the cold demon cultivator who regards human life as worthless, "You have to ask yourself, Ling Xiaofeng's talented disciple. Who made you always look so condescending?" , Inhuman appearance... Don't you know? Do we monsters like to defile noble and pure things the most? The more steadfast and unyielding you appear, the more I want to break you, and the more unapproachable you appear, The more I want to hold you in my hand, I want to play with it. It is you who aroused my desire..."

He squatted down, lifted the man's chin, and looked straight into his eyes, the red eyes were full of cunning malice, "You have to take full responsibility for this."

Song Yunyin saw the deep meaning in his eyes, remembered what the man was doing when he just woke up, his face turned blue, and his five fingers closed into palms.

"Evil, go to hell!"

Zhang Liangshao evaded to the side, the wind of his palm blew past the tip of his nose, but it didn't stop, he drew an arc, and hit Song Yunyin himself with a backhand.

not good!

Seeing the determination in his eyes, Zhang Liangshao realized that this guy didn't intend to hit the rock with an egg, the palm just now was just a swaying move, this guy saw that he had evil intentions, so he wanted to die!

Hmph, want to get a box lunch so easily?Think beautifully!

Zhang Liangshao made a sudden move and grabbed his wrist.

Song Yunyin saw that the move was unsuccessful, his eyes dimmed, and the side of his cheeks tensed, and he planned to bite his tongue and kill himself.

"you dare!"

Zhang Liangshao pulled the man up, and Hei Yan behind him tied his hands, grabbed him on the side of the tree trunk, and opened his jaw violently, watching the blood gurgling from his mouth, the temperature in his eyes dropped suddenly.

"You coward!" He was furious, and sneered at him, "Okay, do you want to die? This deity is not as good as you want!"

He held the ecstasy pearl in his mouth, strangled Song Yunyin's cheeks, and kissed him.

The bright red blood flowed down from the corners of the lips where the two met, and a long red line flowed on Song Yunyin's smooth chin, dripped to his abdomen, slid down from the well-defined muscle lines, and sank into the white line along the groin. In the obscene trousers, red flowers bloomed on the waistband of the trousers.

His hands were firmly locked behind the tree by Zhang Liangshao's devilish energy, and he could only endure the powerful devilish energy erupting from that bead, his brows with two heroic spirits were tightened tightly, and his lips and tongue were full of refusal .

Zhang Liangshao didn't give him a chance to refuse, he firmly blocked all his exits, intercepted all his unwillingness and hatred between his lips and teeth, and spread with the sweet smell of blood.

The chaotic sea of ​​air at Song Yunyin's dantian, at the beginning of absorbing the first ray of black air, began to spin rapidly as if driven by the gears of fate, without the need for a magic sword to guide, the sea of ​​air Almost frantically devouring the devilish energy from the bead autonomously, once the black energy submerged into the vortex, it disappeared without a trace like water droplets into the sea.

A natural longing rose from the bottom of Song Yunyin's heart, making him feel a chill in his heart.

What Yanjian said is correct, he is a descendant of the demon race.

For many, many years, he managed it hastily and carefully, and never let anyone discover this secret, even the master didn't know about it...

But now, years of hard work are ruined.

He is bewitched.

After all, it turned into that disgusting existence...

Until it was confirmed that all the devilish energy in that bead had been completely absorbed by Song Yunyin, and he watched his eyes turn from pitch black to bewitching bright purple, and the devilish energy in his body transformed from a liquid into a round purple panacea, and then Gradually, it became clear and transparent from the inside, forming a little doll with purple pupils sitting upright, Zhang Liangshao finally let go of him and released his restraint.

Song Yunyin regained his freedom, but he leaned against the tree trunk and did not move. He hung his head, the wet long hair on both sides blocked his eyes, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, "Why did you do that... let me die, can't you... ..."

Zhang Liangshao snorted and laughed, "It's not up to you."

The atmosphere was silent for a while.

Dawn was approaching at this moment, but it was the darkest time of night, and the surrounding scene was shrouded in a layer of gray mist, making it difficult to see clearly.

A cuckoo's cry suddenly sounded, it was extremely sad, and the ear-piercing neighing of an unknown animal came from the other side of the pool, which made the atmosphere even more suffocating.

The man leaning on the tree with slumped shoulders and loose black hair suddenly laughed lowly.

Zhang Liangshao turned his head, thinking it was his own illusion.

But the laughter became more and more obvious, from slow to urgent, from deep to public, gradually crazy.

Song Yunyin raised his head, the purple eyes in his black hair were astonishingly bright, he grabbed the sword spirit in front of him by the collar, bit his red and swollen lips aggressively, and bit his tongue fiercely like venting, Searching in the hot mouth.

"You—uh!"

Zhang Liangshao was startled at first, and then laughed instead, not only did not stop him, but allowed him to play tricks in his own mouth.

He raised his hand to hug his head, his five fingers sank into the ink-splashed black hair, and said intermittently, "That's it... the feeling of being a demon cultivator... isn't it great?"

He raised his slender neck, indulged Song Yunyin to bury his head on the side of his neck, and kept pecking and kissing the blue and red blood vessels.

It's not that he has the courage to sacrifice himself and let him linger on his own weakness or something, but that he has such self-confidence that even Song Yunyin in the Nascent Soul stage can't do anything to him.

Is it possible that he can kill himself?

Ancient Demon Sword expressed his disapproval.

But it turns out that pride capsizes people in the gutter.

Even a strong man who can reach the sky has his own weaknesses.

Zhang Liangshao's weakness is that he is a sword.

It was too late when he felt something was wrong, and he couldn't avoid the magic formula that the man shot at him at the moment when he was defenseless. The purple light swished into his chest, and a strong sense of strangeness suddenly rose from his heart. rise.

Recognize the master contract? !

Zhang Liangshao stared wide-eyed, staring blankly at the newly enchanted sword cultivator slowly leaving his lips, raised his eyelids and looked at him, opened his thin lips lightly, and spit out a few words.

"It's you who insist on pestering me endlessly, if that's the case, then I'll be with you—"

There was a sense of indifference in the man's unique hoarse voice, but those few words seemed to carry a lot of weight, and they exploded in Zhang Liangshao's mind.

"In this life, in this world, until death."

The author has something to say: Plot line: I can’t move anymore_(:зゝ∠)_

Emotional line: Come on, come on, I will carry you!

Sheep: You guys love each other, you have the ability to get out of my mind and jump into the screen by yourself!

a flash in the night