How to make the white lotus surrender

Yu Deng didn't remember much of what happened after that, but only vaguely remembered the enticing fragrance.

When he woke up again, he had already returned to Langyu Peak.

Yu Deng was taken aback, almost thinking that what happened before was Nankeyimeng.

The wooden door was gently pushed open, and the person who came was dressed in a light purple brocade and plain satin dress, his cloud-like black hair was casually tied up in a small bun, tied loosely with a purple jade hairpin, and on the beautiful reddish earlobe Hanging a bunch of filigree white jade crowns, the end is as beautiful as a mountain fairy.

If this isn't Senior Sister Lang Yufeng, who is it?

Yu Deng's face suddenly burned, it was because the previous memory was too deep, his feelings for his senior sister were very complicated, and there were several different feelings mixed with fear, it was really hard to explain.

Zhu Zhi's hibiscus face had a smile as if seeing a spring breeze, and his voice was gentle and patient, as if nothing had happened before: "Young brother is awake, what's wrong with you now?"

As he spoke, his smiling eyes lightly fell on the young man's bright red lips, as if he had some deep meaning.

Yu Deng almost suspected that he was wrong.

How could the dignified and elegant senior sister look at him like this, he must be wrong!

Yu Deng avoided Zhu Zhi's dark eyes, and said uncomfortably: "It's okay, thank you, senior sister..."

As he was talking, he suddenly remembered the punishment Zhu Zhi said in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Cave, his ears burned, and his mouth unconsciously changed to: "Thank you, Senior Sister Zhizhi, for your concern."

As he said that, he subconsciously glanced at Zhu Zhi, and he didn't know if it was his illusion. He always felt that after blurting out the words "Senior Sister Zhi Zhi", the expression on the face of the senior sister seemed to be more gentle.

Zhu Zhi smiled lightly, pinching a dark elixir on that green finger and handing it to Yu Deng: "Junior Brother, don't be polite to me, this is Anshen Pill, it will make you feel more comfortable after taking it."

Yu Deng hesitated for a moment, then swallowed after taking it.

In fact, ordinary medicines are a bit bitter, and Coptis chinensis is added to Anshen Pill, which makes it more bitter, but the medicine Yu Deng ate did not have that bitter taste at all, on the contrary, it was as sweet as peach blossom balls.

Seeing Yu Deng looking over in surprise, Zhu Zhi said with a smile, "If junior brother is interested, senior sister will teach you how to get rid of the bitterness of the elixir next time."

Yu Deng opened his eyes slightly, and nodded quickly: "Thank you, Senior Sister Zhizhi."

Zhu Zhi pursed his lips, and then said as if thinking of something: "By the way, Master told you to wake up and go to Langyu Palace."

Yu Deng thought that this was probably like the reason why the head teacher asked the students who did not do well in the class to go to the office after the exam.

Lang Yufeng has only two direct disciples, he and his senior sister, and the senior sister is much better than him, so he is not the only one who has been trained.

Yu Deng dawdled for a while before going to Langyu Hall.

Langyu Temple is still a fairyland on earth, without the slightest sense of human taste.

The white-clothed figure sitting on the jade throne only glanced at the well-behaved Yu Deng, showing little emotion.

A word suddenly popped up in Yu Deng's heart: "Wood."

His heart trembled, thinking of the distracted puppet Hengyu who also lost his memory in the illusion that Master had put into the illusion before.

Thinking how bold he was when he lost his memory, he yelled at Heng Yu one by one, and he was so angry every day, he wished that he would be abandoned as an apprentice immediately.

If this master remembers, maybe he will have to punish him for a layer of skin? !

Isn't it just to settle accounts after the fall?

Yu Deng felt uneasy, so guilty that he didn't dare to lift his head.

Immortal Zeyu looked at the little disciple obediently bowing his head, and his suppressed distraction suddenly tightened, and he felt a little rebellious.

This Immortal Zeyu is also very strange, it is clear that this part of the soul is also him, but it just seems to be another person's soul living in the body, and there is a dispute.

Immortal Zeyu said coldly: "Hengyu, what exactly do you want?"

The expression on Zeyu Xianjun's face suddenly changed, and the two silver-gray pupils had different emotions.

One is indifferent and doesn't take everything in the world of mortals in his heart, while the other eye has fallen into karma in the world of mortals, with a little more tender feeling, just like Hengyu in the illusion.

"People trapped in the illusion are all affected by the tree demon that lays it out. Your so-called heartbeat and worldly desires and desires are only affected by this. Why are you so obsessed with it?"

With such a cold heart in his heart, he also pinched a tactic in his hand to completely suppress the soul, and those silver-gray eyes returned to the stagnant water as before.

Zeyu Xianjun lowered his eyes and looked intently at the wrist with bruised veins, and stretched out his hand to cover the wrist bone with his white sleeve.

His Highness's Yu Deng saw that his master didn't move for a long time, his heart was in a state of panic, and he thought that if he wanted to punish him, he would simply order it, which made people feel uneasy.

Yu Deng lowered his head and bowed, his posture was standard and respectful, but he saw a white dress floating in front of him.

"Get up."

Yu Deng's breath was steady: "Thank you, Master."

Immortal Zeyu stared at him, and suddenly opened his lips and said, "Who harmed you in this small secret realm of the heavens?"

Yu Deng muttered a few words in his heart, a little uncertain about Master's attitude, so he had to whisper: "That person seems to be named Yang Yuan."

Zeyu Xianjun was silent, Yu Deng saw him like this, it seemed that he didn't even know who Yang Yuan was.

It's miserable, and I didn't remember it when I licked it like this.

Immortal Zeyu just said 'hmm', but Yu Deng didn't know what he meant, so he followed in silence.

It was the first time that Zeyu Xianjun looked at the little apprentice in front of him carefully. He practiced ruthless swordsmanship, and everything was like dust to him. Yu Deng, who used to be passionate and stalked him, could not affect his emotions at all. .

Yu Deng, who is so unfamiliar with him now, only makes him a little puzzled. The emotions in the world are like a mystery, one part is love and hate, the other part is letting go.

What kind of vows they made in the past, in the face of a hopeless ending, there will be a day when they let go.

From one end to the end, the only thing that can be relied on forever is one's own strength.

Thinking like this, everything has an answer.

Zeyu Xianjun looked at Yu Deng, and his voice was calm and unwavering: "Looking at your current appearance, if I have not guessed wrongly, you should have fully awakened the physique of the panacea. Now your mind and soul are unstable, and the spiritual power in it is like a whirlpool. Riot, you probably haven't fully utilized this panacea physique."

"From now on, I will go back to the Langyu Hall every seven days, and I will guide you for a while. Don't be anxious about alchemy, let alone slack off."

This is really the longest sentence Yu Deng has heard from his master in this period of time, but although this physique has great benefits, it is also troublesome.

Yu Deng responded respectfully, thinking that this is the end of today's conversation.

But Immortal Zeyu said again: "It will be a long time since I returned from this trip, so you should review Zhou Tian's swordsmanship."

The voice suddenly seemed to overlap with Heng Yu's voice, Yu Deng didn't think much about it, but he also remembered the Heng Yu who caused great harm to Yu Deng in the illusion.

Hengyu asked him to review his swordsmanship every day, and sometimes he had to hit his palms when he made a mistake, and he was crushed by the opponent every day in the competition. Heng Yu carried Yu Deng who had fallen to the ground from exhaustion back to the room.

Lost all face.

Yu Deng thought about it, but he was still extremely proficient in sword practice.

The young man's back is very straight, like a towering green bamboo, every move is like a sharp blade piercing the air, and the force driven by the wrist bones is extremely precise and powerful.

Immortal Zeyu frowned suddenly, he tapped his fingertips lightly, and Yu Deng's movements suddenly stopped, unable to move.

Yu Deng's black eyes widened and he couldn't figure out what was going on.

But Immortal Zeyu walked to Yu Deng's side as usual, he stretched out his wrist, Sai Xue's fingertips pinched Yu Deng's wrist bone, and patiently corrected Yu Deng's sword-holding posture with rare patience, and then Pinch Yu Deng's chin and tell him to tilt his head slightly.

Being too close made Yu Deng blushed half of his face.

He held his breath: "Master, is this?"

Zeyu Xianjun doesn't know how to teach his apprentices, Zhu Zhi has excellent bones and strong comprehension, so he doesn't need to teach him patiently, so he usually treats Yu Deng in the same way as Zhu Zhi.

But after all, they are two different people. Although they are both his apprentices, Yu Deng is obviously weaker than Zhu Zhi.

What's more, distraction had some influence on him after all.

In this way, Immortal Zeyu thought that he should choose a different method of teaching.

But he has never seen how others teach his apprentices, so he just stops when Yu Deng makes mistakes with his sword, and uses this method to personally guide.

Zeyu Xianjun saw that Yu Deng's face was half red, and he was naturally a little puzzled, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with him.

Rare patiently explained: "There are many loopholes in the sword technique here, the wrist is so easy for the enemy to stab through the air, and the head is so low that it is easy to see the overall situation."

Yu Deng blushed and wanted to ask him to untie the acupoints, but Immortal Zeyu frowned and said: "I used to say that you have improved, but seeing you today is nothing more than that."

Yu Deng was discouraged, and Immortal Zeyu looked really stern at this time, almost as strong as Hengyu, and he really didn't have the guts to challenge the authority of the master.

He could only be wronged and said: "Master taught me that."

Yu Deng had no idea that today was just the beginning of suffering.

When Zeyu Xianjun finished teaching him swordsmanship, many red marks were left on his arms, thighs, and waist.

Those are the marks drawn from the hilt of the sword. Looking at the white and red, it is really a bit bluffing.

Yu Deng held his natal sword in one hand, a few drops of sweat across his forehead, his black hair stuck to the side of his face, his thick and slender eyelashes trembled non-stop, and he almost couldn't breathe out of his embarrassment.

Immortal Zeyu stood on one side, still looking like a white-clothed Saixue immortal, his silver-gray eyes suddenly seemed to be tinged with an invisible softness.

Ruo Hongchen's silk thread gently wrapped around the little finger of the immortal standing on the altar.

Immortal Zeyu waved his white sleeve lightly, and Yu Deng suddenly felt light all over, his tiredness was swept away immediately, and his whole body was extremely refreshed.

It's just that those red marks still haven't disappeared, on the contrary, they are swollen and slightly purple.

Zeyu Xianjun has a high level of cultivation, even if he is merciful, it is still a bit too much burden for a person with a low cultivation level like Yu Deng.

Yu Deng himself was very afraid of pain, he had been holding it back before, but now he stopped, the pain became more intense, he couldn't help it, his eyes were red, tears rolled down his face like pearls .

Immortal Zeyu fixed his eyes on Yu Deng's reddened eye sockets, and said after a while, "Go and lie down."

While talking, a cold jade bed appeared out of nowhere.

Yu Deng hesitated for a moment before lying down.

The cold jade bed is suitable for cultivating and warming up, but Yu Deng only feels icy cold and extremely comfortable lying on it now, and the pain on his body has dissipated a little.

Xianjun Zeyu held a jade porcelain bottle in his hand, bent down, dug out a piece of white plaster, and slowly and softly applied it to Yu Deng's red and purple scar.

Yu Deng flicked and stammered: "Master, you don't need to give me medicine, I will do it myself."

But Immortal Zeyu didn't say much, he just said indifferently: "Shut up."

Yu Deng didn't dare to move at the moment, and just responded in a humble manner.

Zeyu Xianjun's method of applying medicine is not gentle, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, Yu Deng occasionally couldn't help snorting when he was in pain, Zeyu Xianjun would lighten his hand movements, and later he really mastered the strength.

Yu Deng thought far away, wondering if he was the first person who helped this wooden master to apply the medicine.

It's really lucky for Sansheng to see the side of the ruthless and ascetic master in the book who has fallen into the world.

Not many people know that Yu Deng has a elixir physique, and Immortal Zeyu has no intention of reporting to the head of Lingxiaozong.

After all, fortune and misfortune depend on each other, and being too ostentatious can easily lead to misfortune.

So this burst of Yu Deng's alchemy, which was almost considered to be advancing by leaps and bounds, really attracted a lot of envious and jealous eyes.

Yu Deng only said to the outside world that he suddenly became enlightened, and he actually didn't want to show off like this, but the elder of the alchemy hall seemed to call him every class since the last time, and Yu Deng couldn't deliberately mess around in full view.

But due to the spirit pill physique, as long as it touches the alchemy furnace, the power of the soul will work by itself, and it is difficult to make mistakes.

For a while, Yu Deng became a role model for many young disciples who majored in alchemy, and he was in the limelight.

Yu Deng would still be worried that the power of the soul is not enough to support his physique, but not to mention going to Zeyu Xianjun to receive personal guidance every seven days, and his senior sister will help him guide him to practice the soul skills, and both his cultivation base and swordsmanship will not fall , It really is a long way to go.

Although there was something wrong when the senior sister helped him guide the cultivation, because guiding the cultivation required close contact, the atmosphere between the two of them often became extremely ambiguous during the practice, and it was hard not to make people think wrong.

Not to mention that Yu Deng has never been in a relationship before, how could such a beautiful beauty like Zhu Zhi be so intimate in front of him, how could he not feel flustered, blushing and heart beating?

Under such a comfortable cultivation environment, Yu Deng tried to break through the limit a little bit, and took on some more advanced alchemy tasks.

He no longer just accepts missions within the sect, but instead goes to the place where alchemists specialize in accepting missions to find suitable high-level missions.

To say that the platform for the mission of the alchemist was told by Elder Xun of the alchemy hall.

Yu Deng took the task of a fifth-grade perfect Qi Gathering Pill. This task is considered a difficult goal for him at present, but it is a task suitable for training.

Yu Deng went all the way back to the small courtyard of Langyu Peak, planning to retreat for alchemy in two days. Just as he was thinking about it, he saw a thick ink-painted figure standing motionless by the entrance of the small courtyard.

That person was Xie Ling who hadn't seen him for a long time.

When Xie Ling saw Yu Deng, her black and white eyes lit up immediately, like those disciples waiting for her sweetheart at the gate of the mountain.

Yu Deng sometimes feels that Xie Ling is very enthusiastic towards him. Although this guy can't show his emotions on that paralyzed face, when he is stared at wholeheartedly by those star-like eyes, he really blushes inexplicably. .

It's just that Xie Ling's childish appearance is too impressive, making people unconsciously regard this person as an underage child. In this way, Yu Deng naturally doesn't think too much about it, and just treats Xie Ling as a child again. Hungry, come to ask for food.

"Junior Brother Xie has now dispelled the cold poison and completely restored his original appearance?"

When Xie Ling heard this, the backs of her hands were tensely bulging, and she didn't know where to put her eyes. Yu Deng was clearly caring about him, and she didn't know whether the current appearance would suit the other party's wishes.

He had actually been wandering outside Yu Deng's small courtyard for a long time, but for some reason, he never knocked on the door to enter.

Xie Ling was thinking about how to express her feelings to Yu Deng, after all, senior brother Xu was very shy.

And after thinking about it easily, it seems that Yu Deng in the illusion is not sensitive to emotional matters, and is always heartless. To be honest, he should not be enlightened at all.

Xie Ling summed it up, maybe it was hurtful for him to turn a blind eye to or even avoid his senior brother before, so now he should take the initiative more.

But it was easy to think about it, but it was really difficult for Xie Ling, who was not good at socializing, to say it out.

After much deliberation, Xie Ling just replied to Yu Deng: "After I came back from the small secret realm of the heavens, I found that I got a jade slip in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Cave, which is exactly the technique that can restrain the cold poison. After some time, with Master's help, I have been able to stabilize my current body shape."

A smile spread on Yu Deng's face, and the mist of Langyu Mountain diffused around him, adding a bit of brilliance to him out of thin air, the young man said: "That's a good thing."

He walked a few steps into the small courtyard, and when he turned around, he saw the young man standing at the door as if he had taken root, with a dazed expression like a door god.

Yu Deng couldn't help but smile: "What are you doing standing at the door stupidly, come in, senior brother will make you some side dishes to celebrate."

Xie Ling's heart was slightly hot, and she walked in unconsciously.

For so many years, this is the first person other than Shizun who treats him so casually and freely. Xie Ling has a broken soul, and ten years ago he was suffering from cold poison, and his temper became more and more cold and weird. He was Hua Qingfeng's teacher. Brothers all respect him at a distance, and no one wants to get close to him.

In other words, people who approach him more or less want to get something from him.

Xie Ling is not such a loveless person, but for Xie Ling, if there is someone who treats him casually like a friend, who can joke around and not be intimidated by his naturally paralyzed face, this is a kind of luck for Xie Ling.

Thinking about it now, the days when the two hated each other seemed to have turned into mist in the sky and completely dissipated, leaving only this face in front of him that he thought was particularly handsome.

Yu Deng has always moved quickly with his hands and feet, and he quickly prepared a table of simple but delicious meals.

Xie Ling leaned against the door frame and watched his movements. She intended to help, but she really didn't have any talent, and couldn't recognize all kinds of condiments, so she was quickly kicked out by Yu Deng.

In the end, he had no choice but to help. The kitchen is not big, and the two would touch each other from time to time. Yu Deng didn't care much, but Xie Ling didn't even dare to look more.

When the food was served, Xie Ling suggested to get some spiritual wine, and Yu Deng took out a few bottles of pear blossom wine that he had made on a whim, which tasted mellow.

Yu Deng originally planned to have a drink to taste the taste. He does not hold enough alcohol, and drinking is easy to get on his face. After a while, a misty pink surface appeared on his fair face, and his long and thick eyelashes trembled, like A butterfly fluttering its wings.

The provocative people's hearts are itchy.

Xie Ling put down the small white porcelain cup on her lower hand, her palms were a little wet.

He clenched his fingers tightly, and the fingertips even glowed like a peach blossom, which was really pretty.

"Brother Yu."

The young man's voice was a little hoarse, and there was a bit of caution and unbearable expectation in his deep voice.

Yu Deng was drunk at the moment, he never thought that the drink would have such a strong aftertaste, his whole consciousness fluttered, and when he heard someone calling himself in a trance, he responded casually.

Xie Ling involuntarily approached Yu Deng, the sweetheart in front of her was flushed, her eyes were misty, full of tenderness, and it was hard to restrain the surge in her heart when she saw it.

The slender and beautiful knuckles gently brushed away the broken hair that was hanging casually in front of Yu Deng's forehead. The two of them got a little close, and Xie Ling could clearly smell the faint pear blossom fragrance on the young man's body.

"Brother, I may like you a little bit."

Xie Ling felt a little relieved after saying this, his fingertips rested next to Yu Deng's reddish cheeks, and he was almost able to touch this person.

Xie Ling could even feel the warm breath emanating from the young man's body, as if it could reach his heart directly through his fingertips.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he curled his fingers, gently withdrew his palm, and stepped back a little.

Xie Ling chuckled lightly: "This is probably what Prince Pingyang's son wanted to tell you."

Can't touch, think hard, jealous mad.

Yu Deng only felt that the world was separated from him by a layer of film, he couldn't see the person in front of him clearly, and he couldn't hear the words clearly, so he could only wave his hands indiscriminately, a little annoyed that this person disturbed his good time of sleeping.

A gust of wind with a somewhat familiar smell seemed to touch his hair lightly, it was so tender and tender that Yu Deng couldn't grasp it even if he wanted to.

Xie Ling retracted her palm restrainedly, and then took out from the storage bag the precious and beautiful artifacts and artifacts that she had collected whenever she had free time these days, and piled them all up in front of Yu Deng's desk.

He thought, if the senior brother wakes up and sees this, he should be very happy.

Only then did Xie Ling realize that only by making her sweetheart happy can she really satisfy herself.

No matter how beautiful those things are, they can't compare with Yu Deng's smiles, words and deeds.

The young man gently embraced his sweetheart, laid him flat on the bed carefully, then covered him with a blanket, and made a trick to soothe his discomfort after being drunk.

As expected, Yu Deng's brows were loosened, his quiet appearance was even a little obedient, Xie Ling tightened his hands, it would be great if time could be paused at this moment.

Xie Ling settled Yu Deng before gently pushing the door and going out. His footsteps were a little brisk, and he was obviously in a much better mood.

Just after the door was gently closed, the room fell into a dead silence, only the sound of Yu Deng's shallow breathing remained.

There was an extremely fine rustling sound from under the marble floor. The sound seemed to be coming from the ground, slowly climbing up. There were so many of them that those who heard it felt hairy.

It's a pity that the only person in the room has fallen into a deep sleep, and has lost all perception of the outside world.

A piece of the floor in front of the bed was pushed open, and a large number of things like insects and ants rushed out. Looking carefully, those little gadgets were actually tiny puppets, with extremely finely carved facial features, full of sentient beings. The attitude is almost full of it.

They spread densely across every inch of the room, leaving only the Yu Deng on the bed untouched.

Those puppet villains all had exaggerated smiles, the corners of their mouths were split to the ears, and the exposed flesh and blood seemed to be clearly visible. The scene looked extremely dense and horrifying, but people had to sigh for the puppets who made them. The teacher is powerful.

A soft and low snake language hissed twice, and the puppet villains remained motionless for a moment, as if their souls had been suddenly sucked out.

The puppets slowly gathered together, and gradually formed a human figure, a dense piece, which looked chilling.

The puppet people piled up looked like Zhu Zhi who had just left the sect a few days ago for his annual training.

This human-like puppet was assembled from the bodies of many small puppets, and then there seemed to be a sudden change, and the appearance of the puppet slowly turned into human skin.

In the end, it completely condensed into Zhu Zhi's appearance.

Wearing a long apricot-clothed dress, her black hair was piled up on one side like a cloud, her black eyes were full of soft waves, and she looked like a stunning beauty with every frown and smile.

Zhu Zhi gently touched the perfect skin on the side of his face, with a gentle and satisfied smile on his face.

He walked to Yu Deng's side in a few steps, and gently picked up the few puppets left by the bed with his cold and white fingers, and gently crushed them into dust like crushing ants.

Zhu Zhi said softly: "I told you not to touch him, why is he disobedient?"

A very small scream suddenly appeared in the room.

A dark golden flame was burning out of thin air in Zhu Zhi's hand. Looking carefully, the flame was actually burning a rolling and howling soul.

After a while, the soul body had long been wiped out, as if it had never existed.

Zhu Zhi hooked her lips in satisfaction, her bright red lips seemed to be the residue of the extremely gorgeous aphrodisiac fruit, ambiguous and touching.

He sat lightly beside the sleepy young man, with an expression on his face that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, but soon, the smile cooled down, and the smile became strange and cold.

"Little Lamp is really popular now..."

Zhu Zhi's fingers lightly brushed the side of Yu Deng's face, his forehead drooped slightly, and his face was covered with a bit of cold shadow.

Like a very dark painting.

Yu Deng felt a little strange in his sleep, he frowned, and opened his eyes in a daze.

His eyes were still dizzy, but maybe Xie Ling gave him the formula to understand alcohol, so Yu Deng could barely see the person in front of him clearly.

He thought, why is the senior sister here? Didn't he come out of the sect to practice?

"...Senior Sister?"

Zhu Zhi's expression paused, but the young man in front of him gently grabbed the hem of his clothes very skillfully, without much strength, Zhu Zhi could even get rid of it by standing up.

But he didn't, he just looked at the young man quietly, with a strange sense of peace and another inexplicable emotion in his heart.

Yu Deng half-opened his eyes, smiled a little foolishly for a while, stumbled and said: "Master, Senior Sister...you are gone, I miss you so much..."

Zhu Zhi moved his Adam's apple slightly, his eyes were fixed on Yu Deng, and his voice became low and soft for a while.

"What do you miss, Senior Sister?"

Yu Deng whispered: "I'm kind of... miss my senior sister's kiss..."

Zhu Zhi's eyelids twitched, and for the first time, he felt a feeling of his heart beating too fast.

Yu Deng didn't hear anyone talking, and only thought he was dreaming, so he became more and more unscrupulous.

"I still miss the fragrance on Senior Sister's body...it smells so good, it makes me a little..."

"Hmm... I really want to eat Senior Sister..."

Zhu Zhi shook his hands, and two lumps of very formal blushes slowly appeared on that pale puppet face, like blushes.

Zhu Zhi never imagined that his wicked taste of adding shy morphological emotions to the puppet would actually be used on him one day.

Yu Deng on the bed turned over, thinking in a daze, the scent of the senior sister reminded him of the peach oolong milk tea he drank before, it was clear and sweet, and it also had a slightly provocative feeling.

It was so fragrant, the rich fragrance seemed to envelop his senses, making him hot and unable to break free.

Zhu Zhi stood up, and suddenly saw the blush on his cheeks in the bronze mirror, and his hands shook even more. He waved his hand, and his figure quickly disappeared, and those tiny puppets also quietly returned to their original places to lie dormant stand up.

As if nothing happened.

The author has something to say: stop updating tomorrow and save the manuscript hehe

The article is finished, the people I chased later became my spare tires (quickly pass through) Please add to my collection. This article is also called "The people I licked later became my licking dogs"

Xie Yu is a dog licker, the ultimate dog licker who chased after his male god for a long time, and finally got a good guy card.

Then he encountered a dog-licking system.

System: "You will soon enter the world of many novels. Your task is to lick the target character and be their first licking dog. Point east or west, get out immediately if you tell me to go, today you just ignore me , the kind that I will come to look for you tomorrow."

Xie Yu: "Why do I feel that you are mocking me?"

System: "No, no, you are overthinking. People are drifting in the rivers and lakes, how can they not suffer from the knife of love. Our dog licking system is to make the target person feel unparalleled love. What a great and selfless love that is! -"

Xie Yu read the script, staring at the lines above with no expression on his face.

The target abused me thousands of times, and I treated the target like first love.

Did you lick your target today?

If you lick bitterly, you will be the king of licking!

Licking the dog, licking it to the end.

The corner of Xie Yu's mouth twitched, but adhering to the idea of ​​perfectionism, he still started the task seriously.

Straight brother: I found that I can only see you as a brother.

Qing Leng Master: Xie Yu, abide by the duty of master and apprentice, there should be no need to teach you as a teacher.

Green Tea Junior Brother: Senior Brother, even if I am against you, what can you do?

Ladies' wearer: Prime Minister Xie, the way you chase after people really makes people feel cheap.

Xie Yu's meticulous licking made them feel comfortable physically and mentally. After the system changed the target: Brother & Master & Junior Brother & Women's Clothes: Regret, asking is regret!

Brother: Fuck her brother, I only want you to be my wife!

Master: Ziqi, as a teacher, I just want to see the sea of ​​clouds, mountains and rivers, the ends of the world with you.How are you?

Junior Brother: I am against you, not because, because I like you!

Women's Clothing: Ziqi, if I do it again, I will definitely stay with you.

Xie Yu: "As long as I lick enough people, you will all be my spare tires."

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Duanyan and Dream Breaker; 8 bottles of misfortune; 1 bottle of random;