They always think I'm weak [Transmigration Book]

"Shen Yuanyu, you're scared." Gui Zun laughed out while pulling the corners of his lips, clutching his heart pierced by Yue Ruqing, his eyes fell on Mo Nianhuan who was in Shen Yuanyu's arms: "You are afraid that I will snatch him away .”

"Take it away?" Shen Yuanyu repeated these two words, her tone was cold, and she raised her eyes slightly: "Yuan Ao, you look down on him too much. Do you think he is someone who can be owned? He never was."

Gui Zun's complexion changed, as if his face had been smeared, his red eyes stared at Mo Nianhuan closely, his eyes were as sinister as a poisonous snake with an undisguised coldness, and there was something hard to hide. Curb jealousy.

Shen Yuanyu seemed to be aware of Gui Zun's strangeness, and gently wiped Mo Nianhuan's forehead with her fingertips, gently awakening Qinglian, and then said softly:

"Mo Xianfan is your senior brother, but you are jealous of him and framed him time and time again. You even ordered hundreds of miles to encircle and suppress the immortal sect. It is expected that you will get such a result in the end. Isn't it you who provoked the war between immortals and demons?" Is it?"

The word 'jealousy' made Gui Zun's expression stern: "Mo Xianfan is my senior brother, and also a Demon Zun. How can my senior brother, as a Demon Zun, condescend to follow you into the Fenglin Shen family? If you don't How can I make you hand over my senior brother by encircling and suppressing Xianmen? Shen Yuanyu, you don't have to be hypocritical anymore. From the time you brought my senior brother into Fenglin Shen's to knowing that my senior brother is a demon king, have you never thought about it in your heart? Do you want to kill him?"

"No." With a wave of Shen Yuanyu's hand, the curtain of the bed gradually fell down, completely blocking Gui Zun's sight, looking down at the man in his arms: "The matter between me and Mo Xianfan has nothing to do with you, in the past, and now, it has nothing to do with you. "

Gui Zun was annoyed by Shen Yuanyu's superior reaction, where did these people from the immortal sect think that everything was within easy reach, and they were thinking of going forward but were blocked by the barrier.

Yue Wuqing felt more and more burning pain.

Not reconciled to appearing in the bottom of his eyes, he gritted his teeth and looked at the figure vaguely reflected on the bed curtain in the enchantment.

"There is more." Shen Yuanyu's voice came from the bed curtain, and he looked out sideways, his eyes were cold: "Give me back the fragment of the world-destroying black lotus."

As soon as the voice fell, he suddenly raised his hand.

Gui Zun subconsciously wanted to take back the pieces of the black lotus in his hand, but was snatched away by Shen Yuanyu. He thought that his big plan had already begun, but he didn't expect that Shen Yuanyu would take advantage of the mantis catching cicadas and orioles behind him. .

In a hurry, he turned his face away and spat out blood.

"Honest!" Gui Zun spat blood and said viciously: "Don't think that you can destroy the world-destroying black lotus fragments, Mo Xianfan will recover his memory sooner or later, he will definitely remember the memory that you hurt him and deceived him , when the time comes, you, Master, will be nothing more than a joke to me!"

Shen Yuanyu looked at the fragments of the Black Lotus in his hands, the fragments reflected his appearance, he couldn't help clenching his hands tightly, wasn't he also for this?

This is one of the lotus petals of the black lotus. Now the fragments of the exterminated black lotus have turned into four pieces and scattered in the world. Now as long as you find the other three pieces and the resurrection tree, you can recall Mo Xianfan.

only……

Returning to the ruins, all things live.

The black lotus that destroys the world appears, and all things perish.

He really misses Mo Xianfan, but what should he do.

"You don't need to worry about it." Shen Yuanyu said: "You don't need to worry about it, the bride is mine."

After speaking, he pushed his hand away, and the piercing spiritual energy condensed into sword energy and went towards Guizun.

Seeing the situation, Gui Zun turned around and disappeared into the air as a black mist.

There is still a chance!

The cave returned to silence, and the cold and sticky smell of ghost cultivation dissipated, and what followed was the snake-shaped obscene fragrance, which became more and more intense.

Shen Yuanyu put Mo Nianhuan on the bed, originally thinking of adjusting his breath for him so as not to be intoxicated by the obscene fragrance and have illusions, just like the time when he was poisoned by the soul-locking bead, it took seven days and seven nights to barely get rid of it.

Yu'er and Ming Ling belong to the same race, they are both snakes, so the obscene fragrance they emit is naturally similar.

I'm afraid Mingling's is more barbaric than Yuer's.

"...I'm so hot." Mo Nianhuan felt a cool hand passing by his neck, subconsciously grasped it, and even wanted to do more things with this hand.

He regained some clarity from his chaotic consciousness, opened his eyes slightly, but found that Shen Yuanyu was close at hand, and suddenly felt complicated emotions.

The gripped hand wanted to let go.

It's just that before she let go, Shen Yuanyu gripped her tightly with her backhand.

"Xi'er, did you touch this world-destroying black lotus fragment? Then... what did you see?"

Mo Nianhuan resisted the constant heat in his body, and met Shen Yuanyu's eyes. It was rare for him to see uneasiness in Shen Yuanyu's usually indifferent eyes, as if he was worried about his answer.

The wind outside the cave blows up the bed curtain, and you can vaguely see the dragon and phoenix embroidered on the bed curtain, as well as the paper-cut paper-cuts on the wall outside the bed curtain. Red candles are lit everywhere, illuminating the cave like a new house festively.

It seems that it is really a wedding night in the bridal chamber.

As if I had really expected it.

It's just that he hasn't figured out what's going on yet, and he hasn't decided who he is. He needs to wait for him to calm down before thinking about it.

"Master, are you afraid of what I see?"

Shen Yuanyu didn't answer, but didn't let go of Mo Nianhuan's hand, as if if he let go, he would hear the answer he was afraid of, and he was afraid that Mo Nianhuan would show his scared eyes.

Fear of loathing him.

"I saw."

Shen Yuanyu froze.

"So before I get angry, can you do one thing for me?" Mo Nianhuan leaned close to Shen Yuanyu, the blush at the end of his eyes was so gorgeous that it was hard to resist, and even his breath was hot.

He sat up, leaned forward and approached Shen Yuanyu, the hand held by Shen Yuanyu did not break free, his fingertips inadvertently slid across the palm, and then clearly felt the changes in Shen Yuanyu's body.

"Xi'er, concentrate." Shen Yuanyu looked into Mo Nianhuan's reddish and moist eyes, and he detected Mo Nianhuan's overly disordered pulse. This pulse was not due to his weakness, but a reaction to the obscene fragrance.

"At this time, you still tell me to concentrate?" Mo Nianhuan felt that he suddenly became a little different from himself, maybe it was because of the sperm, he couldn't control himself: "You should tell me to take off my clothes .”

Shen Yuanyu's ears were reddened by Mo Nianhuan's words, and her eyes were slightly at a loss. At this time, she looked as unfamiliar as a young boy in love.

"If you don't move, I'll do it myself." Mo Nianhuan put his hand on the belt, and pulled it lightly, the belt was loosened, and the front of the shirt was opened.

The red clothes hung loosely on the shoulders, and the jade-like skin caused uneasiness in the red tent.The body is close, the warmth is transmitted, and the charm is quietly spreading, which makes people feel turbulent.

The emotion in Shen Yuanyu's eyes ranged from helplessness to forbearance. The overly suppressed emotion was something he never dared to reveal. He held Mo Nianhuan's hand to keep this guy from getting any closer.

Only the ups and downs of his chest had already exposed him.

"Master, isn't that why you brought me up?" Mo Nianhuan threw the faded clothes aside, raised his hand and tore off the headband tied around his hair: "You put the I take it as Mo Xianfan's substitute, don't I?"

The ink-like blue silk poured down on the shoulders, and the intricate patterns of the other shore flowers appeared on the naked skin, making it gorgeous, like a demon.

Even the tone of voice was tainted with a bit of coldness, with a heart-piercing aggressiveness.

"No."

Mo Nianhuan lowered his head and smiled, the expression in his eyes retracted, he put his hands on Shen Yuanyu's shoulders, touched Shen Yuanyu's knees, and leaned close to him: "Why not? I was transformed by Mo Xianfan's blood essence, and it was also created by you with your soul. The purpose of raising me is not to give you a thought to repent. Or in other words, raising me can satisfy all your thoughts, Master."

"Mo Nianhuan!" Shen Yuanyu yelled in a low voice, he pressed Mo Nianhuan's unruly hand, his eyes were moist and blurred when he saw the appearance of the predecessor on his upper body at this time, it was obvious that the fragrance of obscenity had invaded, let alone Mo Nian Among the seven souls of Huan, the only thing that has not dissipated is desire: "Don't think nonsense, I will die from one end."

"From one end to the end?" Mo Nianhuan didn't break free from Shen Yuanyu's hand, and leaned closer: "Then why did the master give me the Qingyuan sword formula, and why did the master always look at me as if he was Looking at other people, isn't Master looking at me and thinking about Mo Xianfan?"

As he talked, he actually felt that he was a sperm, and he was a bit hypocritical.

But obviously he is not the original owner.

He is not Mo Xianfan, nor is he the original owner, and he looks completely different from the original owner. He is just a passerby who accidentally entered this world, and his name is Mo Nianhuan.

The only thing that is confusing now is why he looks exactly like Mo Xianfan.

Why is there empathy that he doesn't understand.

Just like now, when he looked at Shen Yuanyu, the choking and pain in his heart made his eyes sore, and he only saw part of the memory in the fragment of the Mieshi Black Lotus.

The scene where Shen Yuanyu stabbed the sword into his heart with no expression on his face.

The indifference and ruthlessness completely shattered the images that once appeared in his mind. The firmness and enthusiasm in Mo Xianfan's eyes towards Shen Yuanyu were instantly reduced to powder by this sword.

And his trust.

Since he came here, there have been countless times in his ears saying that Shen Yuanyu is not, but he doesn't know why he always insists on not believing it, but how can he not believe it now.

If the appearance of the original owner was just for the regret that Shen Yuanyu couldn't let go of, and even looked at missing the old man, then what is Shen Yuanyu?

It's a scumbag.

"Shen Yuanyu, you're not sticking to one thing, you're trying to cover it up, you're chaotic and you're giving up. Suddenly, I hate you a little bit."

Listening to Mo Nianhuan's words, Shen Yuanyu met the indifference in Mo Nianhuan's eyes, her fingertips trembled slightly, unbelievable emotions fainted in the bottom of her eyes, and the wound that had been suppressed just now was instantly covered by a surge of blood from her heart Breaking through, blood can be seen faintly overflowing from the gap between the lips.

"...No, I never give up."

"You have." Mo Nianhuan pushed Shen Yuanyu down on the quilt embroidered with a big phoenix, put his hands on both sides of Shen Yuanyu's cheeks, and looked down at him from above: "You never loved Mo Xianfan, he He loves you so much, he believes in you so much, and he gave up everything for you, but what about you, how could you bear that sword."

"...How can you bear it?"

The ending trembled, and Mo Nianhuan felt that his heart was completely blocked to the point of pain that could not be relieved, as if he was carrying all the grief, anger and pain of Mo Xianfan, which almost made him suffocate.

Weiliang drops fell on the cheeks, this drop of tears almost broke Shen Yuanyu's heart.

Shen Yuanyu looked at Mo Nianhuan's expressionless face but shed tears, and raised her hand to caress his cheek, feeling extremely distressed:

"Sorry, I made you feel wronged."

Mo Nianhuan left Shen Yuanyu's hand and sat up, raised her hand to wipe away her tears, why did he cry, it's not why he cried that he failed.

Then he found that his tears could not be stopped, and kept flowing.

What is more appropriate is that sadness comes from it and cannot be cut off.

In the end, fortunately, she gave up, and watched Shen Yuanyu shed tears, and even felt hot all over while crying, she still wanted what she wanted.

It was very broken.

"...I'm not Mo Xianfan." The more Mo Nianhuan thought about it, the more he felt aggrieved. If Shen Yuanyu really regarded him as Mo Xianfan, wouldn't he be a substitute? This feeling really made him want to hit someone.

Seeing Mo Nianhuan crying so sad, Shen Yuanyu's eyes flickered slightly, this should be the return of 'Sorrow' among the Seven Souls, otherwise why would she shed tears, hug him into her arms, and then put on the clothes.

He didn't know how many memories Mo Nianhuan had seen with the fragments of the Black Lotus, so he could only coax Mo Nianhuan at this moment.

"Okay, okay, you're not Mo Xianfan."

"I'm Mo Nianhuan." Mo Nianhuan put his head on Shen Yuanyu's neck, looked at the neck that was close at hand, half-closed his eyes, and bit down hard.

When I tasted the smell of blood, my eyes couldn't help but deepen, it's so fragrant.

The tip of the tongue wiped the spilled blood on the tongue.

Shen Yuanyu's heart trembled, and she suppressed the groan that almost overflowed from between her lips, and let Mo Nianhuan do what she did: "...well, you are Mo Nianhuan, my Xi'er."

"So you can only like Mo Xianfan, you know?" Mo Nianhuan moved his lips away from his neck, looked at the tooth marks left behind and his eyes were moist, it was strange, why did he feel uncomfortable.

Also, being a double is not always uncomfortable.

Thinking about it like this, the tears started to fall again, he must be too miserable.

"Well, I only like Mo Xianfan." Shen Yuanyu hugged Mo Nianhuan into her arms and softly coaxed her, her eyes were extremely gentle: "From beginning to end."

Hearing what Shen Yuanyu said, Mo Nianhuan felt that he was going to be miserable. He lowered his head and looked at the unruly guy, he hesitated to speak, or he could be self-reliant. This kind of thing, he couldn't do it by himself last time, he can always do it now Come on!

Just as his hand was coming down, Shen Yuanyu grabbed it with quick eyes and hands.

"Your body can't help indulging in lust, I will help you as a teacher."

"It's not good, you like Mo Xianfan."

"I am your master now, passing on my karma, accepting the Tao, and solving doubts."

"...Oh, what are you going to do then?"

"Blow out the candles first."

Return to the Ruins: ...

Qinglong: ...

It's a self-directed and self-acted show. Really, no one can act so realistically.