Daoist, I am married

The noise stopped for a while, the passion and desire subsided, and the rest was only exhaustion.

Jin Ze was lying on Ming Cong's shoulders, and he still couldn't recover, this person is so fucking inhuman!

Ming Cong helped him straighten his black hair, bowed his head and kissed his forehead, and said softly, "Going out? Soaking for too long is not good for your health."

Jin Ze: "Did I just be bewitched by you? Are you real? What did I ask you to call me?"

He hardly remembered what happened just now, and when he came back to his senses, the two were already naked and hugging each other.Originally, he was at a young age, and Jin Ze felt that he should not hold back too much in this regard, so he continued with the trend.

It's just that the more I continue, the more I feel that something is wrong. Looking at the person who has been gnawing on my chest, I feel a strong sense of powerlessness. It should be him who is in charge!

He also feels that it doesn't matter if he doesn't dominate, and he also likes those who are stronger.

Yet he was too naive.He lost the opportunity at the beginning, so he had to obediently lie down and wait for the slaughter.

Ming Cong laughed, touched his ear and said, "Are you sure you want me to call you?"

Jin Ze squeezed his hand that made trouble underwater, blushed and looked at him: "I'll settle the score with you when I go back."

Ming Cong hugged him and got up, and said: "You don't have to wait to go back, you can get it back now, I will never resist."

Jin Ze punched him on the white chest angrily: "Hypocrite, villain, take advantage of others!"

Ming Cong let him vent his anger, carefully wiped his hands dry, and took clean clothes for him to change.

Jin Ze didn't want to be like a useless person, but he really couldn't lift up his hands and feet, and hitting him twice was like tickling.He could only stretch his arms and legs stretched out on his body, and let people wait for him to get dressed.

When he thought that his appearance was all thanks to him, he felt confident again.

"Bound my hair." Jin Ze ordered.

Ming Cong spoiled and said: "Okay."

First use spiritual power to dry the hair, then take out the comb, let someone sit on the shore, and then start to comb his hair.

"Here is a mirror." Jin Ze stretched out his hand.

Ming Cong took the yin and yang mirror and held it for him.

"Click this side up too." Jin Ze instructed while looking in the mirror.

The person in the mirror has just taken a bath, his lips are red and his teeth are white, and his eyes are still moist. Thinking of being bullied just now, he almost cried out, Jin Ze angrily turned over the mirror, but after turning it over, it was still a mirror, so he threw the mirror aside .

Ming Cong's movements were very gentle, carefully smoothed out the hair, tied it up high and unhurriedly, wrapped it with a headband, and it was done.

"Okay," Ming Cong straightened his sideburns, "How is it?"

Jin Ze was thinking about other things: "Tell me, were we all deluded just now?"

The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. Although he wasn't that conservative, he wasn't a slut either.Why did he propose to soak in the hot spring just now?Even if the steaming mist is very tempting, if you propose to soak in the hot spring together, that would be an indirect hint that you will go to the cloud and rain together, he will still think twice about this kind of thing.

Ming Cong was silent for a moment, then said, "Maybe it's just a variable."

Jin Ze looked at him: "Then what exactly is your desire?"

Ming Cong dodged his eyes and didn't return him.

Jin Ze looked at him with the corner of his mouth curled up: "Oh, what should we do, we can't seem to get out."

Ming Cong: "You can rest assured about this, you will definitely be able to go out."

"That's what you said." Jin Ze took his hand with one hand and leaned on his waist with the other and struggled to get up, "I want to find a place to sleep now, you can figure it out."

Hearing this, Ming Cong squatted down with his back facing him: "Come up."

Jin Ze pounced forward with the corners of his mouth curled up, Ming Cong steadied his body and got up, carrying him behind his back and began to look for the way.

"How do you get out? If there is another hot spring and stream, will we be here forever?" Jin Ze leaned into Ming Cong's ear and asked.

Ming Cong ignored him, and he continued: "Oh, then you must be so happy, right?"

Mingcong turned his head and accurately blocked Jinze's mouth, and took a bite by the way.

Jin Ze took a breath and pinched the flesh on his face: "It doesn't turn into anger from embarrassment."

Ming Cong said: "Sleep when you're sleepy."

Jin Ze is in high spirits now, how could he be able to sleep.

Suddenly he thought of something, and asked again: "Did you pick up the mirror?"

Ming Onion: "..."

Jin Ze kicked him: "What are you doing in a daze, go back."

So Ming Cong returned the same way with the man on his back.

"Put me aside, I don't dare to pass." Once again, his bones fell apart.

Ming Cong put the man down as promised, went back to the hot spring and took back the mirror.

"Can you use the yin and yang mirror to go out?" Jin Ze asked, leaning back on Ming Cong.

Ming Cong said: "You can try it."

Jin Ze: "..." In fact, he is so sure that he can go out, but he doesn't think so, right?

Ming Cong erected the yin and yang mirror and poured spiritual energy into it, twisting the open space in front of him a few times, but still no formed barrier appeared.

"No way." Jin Ze took the yin and yang mirror and said, "Keep looking."

Ming Cong continued to work hard and carry people on their backs and set off.

Jin Ze said while looking in the mirror: "Otherwise, find out where there is a small river or a waterfall. Then you bear with it, and we may be able to go out? But, can you bear it? Even if I... "

Ming Cong's men forcefully said, "I can't guarantee this."

Jinze's butt was sore, and he patted him on the shoulder angrily: "It hurts!"

Ming Cong immediately freed a hand to rub it for him.

Jin Ze leaned back on him again, staring at himself in the mirror, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, which made people feel affectionate, and his cheeks seemed to be smeared with blush, and he always felt that his masculinity had diminished a little.

He asked again: "Does this have anything in common with the illusion? Can it be forced to break through?"

Ming Cong: "No, I can't. I can only find the scene."

There will always be scenes in the mirage, and only when there are scenes can we break through.

After walking in the forest for a while, there was the sound of splashing water.

Jin Ze smiled: "Whatever you are afraid of will happen."

Walking along the sound, under a towering mountain peak, a waterfall is rushing down, hitting the stone wall below the mountain with a deafening sound.

"Let's go." Jin Ze said.

The expression on Ming Cong's face changed a few times, and finally said: "I won't touch you again."

Jinze's eyes lit up: "Really?"

"You can't answer if you ask another question." Ming Cong said quietly.

Jinze shut up and pointed to the waterfall in front of him: "Go and have a look."

Ming Cong walked lightly on the edge of the water with people behind their backs, and water droplets splashed on them, making them feel cool.

"Not even a person, what will happen?"

The two circled around the waterfall for a few times and found nothing. Jin Ze leaned on Ming Cong's shoulder and said, "Keep looking."

Ming Cong carried the man on his back, and continued to work hard and turned around with his back on his back.

Jin Ze took out the mirror to see if his face was still red, and suddenly saw something flashed in the mirror.

"Wait, wait!" Jin Ze patted Ming Cong on the shoulder.

"how?"

"Take a few steps back." Jin Ze said holding up the mirror.

Ming Cong took two steps back.

A long waterfall was reflected in the mirror, and a black silhouette appeared on the white water curtain, like a person, but not a person.

"Look," Jin Ze handed the mirror to Ming Cong, "Look at the water curtain."

Ming Cong took a look and frowned: "Go and have a look."

So Mingcong came here with Jinze on his back, and went back with Jinze on his back.

Approaching the water curtain, Jinze patted him on the back and got off him: "Shall we go in?"

"You're outside, I'll go in and take a look." Ming Cong said.

Kanazawa took his hand.

Ming Cong gave him a comforting look: "You have trouble moving now, it's better to be outside."

Jin Ze: "You really despise me."

Ming Onion: "..."

Jin Ze: "Okay, I'm outside, be careful."

Ming Cong smiled, lowered his head and pecked his forehead: "It will definitely."

Jin Ze only had time to cast a sharp glance at someone's back.

The white figure disappeared into the water curtain, Jinze was tired from standing against a tree, his waist was sore and his back ached, he had no energy to sit, and he was in a daze and restless.

Just staring at the water curtain almost made a hole.

"Why haven't you come out yet?" Jin Ze muttered.

I wanted to ask, but I was afraid that he would be distracted, so I felt depressed.

Where will grandpa be?Why haven't you replied yet.There seems to be no news of Ming Cong's senior brother, what happened to them?

Has the Mirage Society become evil?Did she really not want her own children and grandchildren?

How did the saying of descendants come about?

He might want to ask the old man, but why hasn't the old man appeared yet?

He thought about it in such a mess outside, his mind was a mess, and he kept talking about it.

His mind was buzzing, and a white figure appeared in his line of sight, instantly dissipating his gloom, his chest no longer tight, his legs no longer hurting, and he limped forward to meet him.

Ming Cong dodged to Jin Ze's side to support him: "Don't run around."

"How? What's in it?"

Ming Cong said: "It's an imprisoned evil spirit, there is a place to get out of it."

"Confinement?"

Ming Cong nodded: "I was imprisoned by the mirage, and I have already subdued it. Let's go out first."

As he said that, Ming Cong turned his back and gestured to Jin Ze.

Jin Ze threw himself on his back and wrapped his arms around his neck: "How to get out and kill that evil spirit?"

Ming Cong didn't answer, but ducked into the water curtain with his back on his back.

Jin Ze closed his eyes, and was not impacted by the water. When he opened his eyes again, he had already entered the water curtain.

Behind the water curtain is a very ordinary cave. The cave is not big, and you can walk to the end in a few steps. Jinze can't figure out how to get out.

Before he could ask, Ming Cong, who was carrying him on his back, kept moving forward.

"Hey, if you go any further, you'll hit a wall!"

Ming Cong turned a deaf ear, Jin Ze looked at the stone wall close at hand, and buried his head on Ming Cong's back.

The people below still did not stop and were not hindered by anything.

Jin Ze couldn't help but looked up, they didn't hit the stone wall, but had already returned to the original corridor.

Jin Ze patted his chest, then hammered Ming Cong's shoulder: "You scared me, so you can't say a word in advance."

With a smile on the corner of Ming Cong's mouth, he put the man down, and his complexion returned to normal.

Jin Ze thought to himself, this person did it on purpose, right?right?

Ming Cong said: "You rest here for a while, I'll go to the other doors to have a look, and I'll be right back."