Infatuation buff transferred [Quick Transmigration]

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

Duan Fangxiao's expression was icy and terrifying. He looked at Lu Peichen, and summoned the natal spirit sword in his hand. The sword was wrapped in a cold air, exuding half the coercion of the Mahayana period.

The coercion of a high-level monk is like a hill, pressing on his back.

Lu Peichen's expression remained unchanged, and his deep magnetic voice contained helplessness: "Master."

"this is the last time."

The white-robed monk lowered his eyes, retracted his coercion, passed the person in front of him, and walked towards the courtyard.

The corner of the similar pure white robe was slightly blown by the breeze brought by passing by, Lu Peichen lowered his head and glanced at the palm of his hand.

The palm is not as transparent as it was just now, but it is a bit solid.

Duan Fangxiao was shaken.

Lu Peichen's long eyelashes drooped slightly, covering the complex emotions emerging in his eyes.

He didn't follow up this time, and took a closer look at this humble room, looking at the drawing paper on the wooden table that was pressed by the inkstone.

In the evening, Duan Fangxiao came back, his expression was not very good, and the air pressure around his body was very low.

He caught a glimpse of Lu Peichen who was sitting at the wooden table writing with a serious expression, and asked lightly, "What are you painting?"

Lu Peichen put down the brush, dried the drawing paper, and pressed a corner with the inkstone. Instead of answering the question, he asked, "What did he do again?"

What he said was very rude, but Duan Fangxiao didn't respond, and sat down on the futon on the bed, the light from the candlestick was slightly blocked by the bedpost, a small shadow just happened to cover the clear eyebrows and eyes, only the tip of the nose and light-colored lips were exposed.

For a long time, Lu Peichen thought he had already settled down, but Duan Fangxiao's tone was flat and without any emotion: "He is trying to form a formation to kill me."

The flickering candlelight illuminates the gloomy expression on the brows of the young man.

Lu Peichen's heart twisted slightly, and he said softly, "Don't be sad." This is just an illusion.

Duan Fangxiao remained silent, sitting on the futon in a daze until dawn.

They stayed in the illusion for seven days, and the fake apprentices in the illusion still had a very bad attitude towards Duan Fangxiao's honest words. Duan Fangxiao has long been used to it, but he often makes two meals when cooking, one of which is for Lu Peichen, and he always looks at his face In a daze, I don't know what I'm thinking.

In the past seven days, Lu Peichen finally figured out part of the background of the illusion from Duan Fangxiao.

Determined that this background is absolutely impossible for Duan Fangxiao to come up with, he became more and more sure that what happened to Duan Fangxiao and him in the illusion had something to do with the owner of the secret realm.

It is very likely that the background is the past. Duan Fangxiao is playing the master of the secret realm, and "Lu Peichen" is the founder of Jianxiao School.

Because he was sealed by someone he trusted, imprisoned in the enchantment, and forced to become a Taoist companion, the founder of Jianxiao Sect hated this master of the secret realm very much.

Master...why did you fall into it?Did you think it hurt him?With Master's temperament, if this happened, he might really feel guilty about it.

Lu Peichen stood behind Duan Fangxiao, watching him think about the back of the dummy in the illusion.

According to what he said before, the ancestor of the Jianxiao faction must have escaped from the secret realm, and also canceled the Taoist companion contract. By then, the master should be able to clear up his guilt?

It's just that the demonic energy between the master's brows is getting stronger, so it's better to hurry up.

Lu Peichen caught a glimpse of the firm palm, his eyes flickered, and he quietly left the small kitchen.

After he disappeared, Duan Fangxiao seemed to be aware of it, his hands paused, his phoenix eyes felt a little lost, and he lost all thoughts of cooking for a moment.

Lu Peichen disappeared for a day, and when he returned to the house, Duan Fangxiao was sitting in front of the wooden table, his face expressionless, his long hair like crow feathers hanging loose, and his blue hair hanging down like a waterfall.

There was a piece of drawing paper spread out in front of him, and when he saw Lu Peichen come back, his lips were pressed together for a moment, and then they parted quickly.

"Why don't you follow me today? The heart demon doesn't stay with the master, and I'm afraid it will be dangerous to walk around."

Lu Peichen pulled the corner of his lower lip and asked, "Are you afraid that I will show up in front of that fake apprentice?"

Duan Fangxiao frowned imperceptibly, but he did not refute.

Lu Peichen lost the interest in speaking, leaned against the wall and closed his eyes, recovering the spiritual power in his body.

I thought that the night would pass like this again, but suddenly I heard a noise.

"He's not like you." Duan Fangxiao stood up and said a word softly.

Lu Peichen suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Duan Fangxiao.

He thought that Duan Fangxiao had figured it out, but the young man's next sentence scattered his thoughts.

"That's right, you're a demon, it's better not to look like you."

Duan Fangxiao walked up to Lu Peichen, staring at his face carefully, as if he wanted to imprint this face in his heart.

Lu Peichen frowned slightly, keenly aware that something was wrong, and was about to ask, but the person in front of him suddenly hugged him, his arms trying to melt him into his flesh and blood.

The young man buried his head in his neck and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't move, let me hug you."

After a pause in the movement of pushing away, Lu Peichen stood on the spot, looking down at Duan Fangxiao's dark and smooth black hair.

Is this treating him as a false apprentice in an illusion to seek comfort?

Lu Peichen suddenly felt a little funny, what is this?Are you a substitute for yourself?

"Xiaochen probably thinks I'm despicable, relying on being his master, he did those things regardless of his wishes..."

"I am ashamed of Xiao Chen."

Suddenly there was a small voice from the neck.

Lu Peichen listened quietly.

"But that's not what I really want to do."

Lu Peichen raised his hand and hugged him gently.

Sensing the arms wrapped around her waist, Duan Fangxiao's drooping phoenix eyes flashed a dark light.

He whispered: "You are my demon, so you will naturally satisfy my request, won't you?"

"En." Lu Peichen responded.

Duan Fangxiao smiled, her clear face was as beautiful as an epiphyllum blooming for a moment, but unfortunately the only person here didn't see it.

There was a gust of wind outside the screen window, and the candle on the wooden table flickered for a while, the flame trembled wildly, and was finally blown out.

Duan Fangxiao let go of him slightly, covered Lu Peichen's eyes with one hand, raised her head to reveal a fair neck, and kissed the thin lips that she wanted to kiss from the deep pit of the secret realm.

The small and light kisses over and over again, green and lingering, hiding hidden greed.

He is so despicable and cowardly, he can only cover up a layer of skin, and rely on deception to satisfy himself.

Lu Peichen opened his eyes, his covered pupils were full of astonishment, but also faintly expected.

He wanted to push Duan Fangxiao away, but found that he couldn't even move his fingertips, and was imprisoned by an invisible force.

After the kiss was over, Duan Fangxiao let him go, his brows and eyes were soft under the moonlight, the small mole was looming under his eyes, his lips were rosy and shiny, his face was full of satisfaction, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he said softly: "This is the real thing. I want to do."

Seeing Lu Peichen's expression, the smile at the corner of his mouth gradually disappeared, and he turned around abruptly, hiding his cracked expression, with a calm voice: "Isn't the task of the heart demon just to lure me into the devil? I'm already deeply involved, you don't have to bother Mind, just leave."

Lu Peichen frowned fiercely, when did he want Duan Fangxiao to fall into the devil?

He was about to speak, Duan Fangxiao turned around, waved his sleeves, Lu Peichen's eyes darkened, and he fell into a coma.

Before falling asleep, he was deeply aware of the importance of cultivation.

Duan Fangxiao caught him, stared at him for a while, kissed Lu Peichen's thin lips again, and sighed softly: "Everyone tells you to go, the inner demon has already been born, and going out will be a disaster for you, if you stay here again, if I... "

His voice was a little hoarse, and his fingertips carefully touched Lu Peichen's long eyelashes, as if touching a fragile rare treasure.

"I don't want you to be like an illusion and hate me to this point."

The drawing paper pressed by the inkstone on the wooden table is blown by the gentle night wind outside the screen window. The young man on the paper is lifelike, standing in front of the green bamboo and smiling at people, with a light smile, clear eyebrows, and a cool demeanor around him, but gentleness in his phoenix eyes extreme.

作者有话要说：为什么如此短小？反思.jpg但这一章又有重大进展了！感谢在2020-05-1300:04:15~2020-05-1401:33:32期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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