They always think I'm weak [Transmigration Book]

Rain and dew are evenly dipped in 82

In the back hall of the ghost, Shen Yuanyu didn't feel any distress when he broke in. He put Mo Xianfan, who was sleeping in his arms, on the big red mattress.

The red mattress, the word "囍", and the loved one is wearing someone else's wedding dress, which is extremely dazzling.

With a wave of Shen Yuanyu's hand, the word "囍" turned into ashes and dissipated in the air. Then she sat beside the bed and looked down at the sleeping person. She looked cute and quiet while sleeping. How could she think of this guy losing his temper.

"Mo Xianfan, you are so cruel, you are pissing me off by marrying someone."

Stretching out his hand to caress the girdle of the wedding dress, he took it off without any hesitation, and threw the wedding dress far away. This time, he did not soften his heart, and directly tied Mo Xianfan's hands up to the sides of the bed with red silk.

Not even the ankle was spared.

On the big red mattress, Mo Xianfan didn't respond to being turned over. The thin clothes outlined a thin but slim body, and the jade-like skin on the neck was slightly exposed, and the shadows cast by the red candles were even more charming.

Shen Yuan's jade pupils reflected Mo Xianfan's appearance of letting himself be played with at this time, like the pupils of a deep pool rippling, his hand gently stretched out to Mo Xianfan's forehead.

The fingertips rubbed the mark of the Demon Lord that appeared on Mo Xianfan's forehead, the blood-red bloodstains were hot, and when he received the coolness from his fingertips, it seemed to be comforted, and the temperature gradually dropped.

It seems to feel the burning of the familiar temperature lowering itself, as if becoming coquettish.

"You returned Jingqinglian to me. Xi'er understands, so how can you understand? You just want me to leave any mark on you, right?" Shen Yuanyu said softly, with a voice that had been hidden for a long time. Love: "But it's useless for you to resist this time. Last time I was willing to leave traces, I will definitely leave this time. You belong to me and can only be mine."

Noticing that the eyelashes of the sleeping person trembled, as if he was hesitant to open his eyes, he smiled and leaned over to get closer.

The warm breath passed between his lips, and Mo Xianfan opened his eyes unbearably: "Shen Yuanyu! Have you had enough!"

"Hold it?" Shen Yuanyu sat up with a smile, facing Mo Xianfan's angry look, "Still very angry, Xianfan, your temper is too bad, you have to learn more from Xi'er."

When Mo Xianfan heard that Shen Yuanyu dared to mention Mo Nianhuan in front of him, he was about to get up, when he found that his hands and feet were bound by red silk, a sense of humiliation suddenly hit his heart, and he struggled crazily.

"Shen Yuanyu, you want to be so insidious, and you want the overlord to take the bait?! The majestic Qingyuan Xianjun is so despicable and shameless. How did I fall in love with you at first!"

Shen Yuanyu let Mo Xianfan scold him, he looked at Mo Xianfan who was so angry that the tails of his eyes were flushed, his heart was numb as if a feather had been swept over him, and he thought of Ye Mo Nianhuan crying on his body.

It was the first time for the guy, and he skillfully flipped through the atlas and showed him that he wanted to try this posture. As a result, he cried when he touched it, said he wanted it when he moved it, and pestered him after he got used to it.

It's jerky and pure, but it's distressing and likeable.

When it comes to tricks like Bawang's hard-baiting, it was Mo Xianfan and Mo Nianhuan who taught him.

Mo Xianfan's romance, Mo Nianhuan's straightforwardness and innocence, initiative are the characteristics of these two people, and the combination of these two people is his shining sun.Now the person he loves is actually going to marry in front of him, and the almost impatience between husband and wife makes him feel anxious.

If Qinglong made a move, he would be the one who destroyed Fengdu City now, so there would be no time to deal with this obedient guy.

"If you had paid homage to Yuan Ao and his wife just now, you would be bound by red silk now." Shen Yuanyu put his ear close to Mo Xianfan's ear and said softly: "I will show no mercy, you eat and wipe clean, you struggle well, It’s okay to cry, your whole body and mind can only be mine.”

Shen Yuanyu's voice was low and hoarse, Mo Xianfan's body trembled sensitively, as if thinking of something.

"I know you want to kill me, that's fine, as long as we kiss each other, I will let you dispose of me, and I will never fight back."

With a bang, Mo Xianfan saw Yue Wuqing standing under the bed, as cold and ruthless as the moonlight.

The moment Yueruiqing was reflected in his pupils, severe pain swept through his heart, and the position of the left heart was filled with a bone-piercing scorching heat. Memories of the past flooded in, and the past with Shen Yuanyu was vivid in his mind.

Knowing Shen Yuanyu, he was attracted by the vulgar cleanliness of Shen Yuanyu's body. He used all the romantic words he learned in the small book on Shen Yuanyu.

As the days passed, Shen Yuanyu accepted his love, and he filled Shen Yuanyu with love, turning all his likes into actions, and even taught Shen Yuanyu how to do what he likes to do.

He has never thought about how hated his identity is, at most it is that Mo Dao is feared by others. After all, under his discipline, Mo Dao has never bullied others, killed people and set fire to him, so that he didn't care about hiding it in Shen Yuanyu's face. Identity will have something to do with it.

He never thought that his concealment would make him lose Shen Yuanyu's trust, and he never thought that Shen Yuanyu would believe him.

Just because he is a demon! ! !

Mo Xianfan stared straight at Yue Wuqing's eyes gradually turning red, the pain when Yue Wuqing pierced his heart was still painful, it was Shen Yuanyu's eyes that hurt, that was the real sword of ruthlessness, all his tenderness and affection were cut off broken.

Even if Shen Yuanyu explained that it was a trick of Bai Shutu and Yuan Ao, what he cared about was not this, but Shen Yuanyu's trust.

If you love, how can there be a day of tit for tat.

"...Shen Yuanyu, how dare you tell me about your marriage?" Mo Xianfan swallowed more with red eyes: "I have poured all my love on you and entrusted all my trust to you, even my life can be placed on your shoulders." Gu, but you believe me, do you know why I killed Shen Qingchen? You think I killed Shen Qingchen on purpose. What hurts me is always your sword, but you believe me. The identity of the devil embarrasses you Is it? Shame on you to think that the person you like is a monster."

Seeing Mo Xianfan's jealous look, Shen Yuanyu felt a pain in his heart. He naturally knew how qualified he was without recovering his memory in the past, but how could he explain that this was the calamity of marriage between them, and this calamity was destined to make them fall in love with each other.

Just like being in the heaven for the first time, he forcibly tied the red rope, but finally got the sun's rays, and even both of them were demoted to the mortal world for a long time.

"It's all my fault, you're right, I deserve it." Shen Yuanyu touched the corners of Mo Xianfan's eyes and wiped away the moisture: "But you have to make me angry with other people, I like such jokes , you are clearly mine."

Mo Xianfan had never heard such a soft tone from Shen Yuanyu, turned his face away and laughed:

"Shen Yuanyu, you have today."

The hatred and humiliation in his heart surged up in an instant, and the overwhelming anger accumulated in his heart, which was blazing and could be cut off. The pattern on the other side of the neck gradually emerged, like a bloodthirsty flower blooming in a pool of blood. Cold, bloodthirsty, uncontrollable hatred swarmed At last, like a devil with teeth and claws clamoring for him to continue.

The magic fruit in his stomach and the fragment of Mieheilian on his left heart surged hot together, and he felt his mind being pulled.

It's like restraint, and it's like blending.

"Shen Yuanyu, if you want me to kiss you, you can kneel down and beg me."

When Mo Xianfan said these words, he felt that the magic fruit was surging more and more intensely, as if he was very satisfied with what he did, half-closed his eyes, it seemed that it was Mo Nianhuan, this guy was really stubborn, How can it be absorbed and digested by oneself?

Shen Yuanyu's eyes flashed slightly, and after a while, he stood up, lifted his clothes and knelt down on one knee with Mo Xianfan.

"……Well……"

The moment Shen Yuanyu knelt down, Mo Xianfan's body trembled violently, his pupils dilated, and the piercing pain in his left heart was as if the flesh and blood were being torn apart. The pain made it difficult for him to breathe, his neck rose, and tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.

It was like the pain of being ripped apart alive.

Fusion is incompatible.

"...Master, ignore him, I believe you..."

"Xi'er!" Shen Yuanyu got up quickly, pulled off the red silk to loosen the restraint on Mo Nianhuan, looked at Mo Nianhuan, who was pale in pain, and tapped a few acupuncture points on Mo Nianhuan's heart, feeling his pulse. However, he found that the pulse condition was disordered and weak, even a little difficult to grasp, and his heart sank suddenly.

"...Master, it hurts so much..." Mo Nianhuan opened his eyes, but he was suffocated by the pain. He was controlled to shed tears, and found himself unable to move, as if he had lost strength: "Mo Xianfan is too much, Press me to let me out, he..."

In the middle of speaking, my breathing suddenly became short of breath.

All the patterns on the other side of the neck have faded away, including the mark of the demon king on the forehead.

Shen Yuanyu helped Mo Nianhuan up, put his palm against Mo Nianhuan's heart, and poured all his strength into spiritual energy for treatment, but no matter how he injected spiritual energy, it was difficult to dispel the blockage of the magic fruit in Mo Nianhuan's body. treatment, too weak to be of any further remedy.

He transported Jing Qinglian out of his body again, and felt Qinglian spit out a mouthful of blood the moment she was deprived of her body.

"...Shen Yuanyu." Mo Nianhuan saw Shen Yuanyu vomit blood again in order to save herself, her eyes were red, she stroked the corner of Shen Yuanyu's blood-stained lips with her hand, and wiped away with trembling fingertips: "I feel, I seem to be doing it, I've been If you think about it, come out, I should go, and I should return my body to Mo Xianfan."

As soon as Shen Yuanyu held Mo Nianhuan's hand caressing her cheek, her eyes like ink were clouded with mist: "Don't talk nonsense, yes, there is no repayment between you, you are the same person."

Now he suddenly understood why, Mo Nianhuan had always felt that he was Mo Xianfan, so the two of them would reject the fusion of the soul when they were in the body, so that there was a situation where the body was consumed.Originally, Mo Nianhuan's body was raised by him with Qinglian, but Mo Xianfan, who rejected him, forcibly returned Qinglian to him, and it was Mo Nianhuan's body that was damaged in the end.

Immediately afterwards, Qinglian was transported into Mo Nianhuan's body, but it was blocked so that Mo Nianhuan could not be cured at all.

"Xi'er, look at me."

Sitting cross-legged, Mo Nianhuan felt a little shaky, he opened his eyes and looked at Shen Yuanyu with difficulty, his breathing was disordered and rapid: "...I, I'm watching."

But his vision was a bit blurred, his spirit was faltering, and he felt really hollowed out by Mo Xianfan.

This is what he did his best to get out.

It will be the last time, is he going back?

"You want to absorb my Qinglian, you let me in." Shen Yuanyu supported Mo Nianhuan's crumbling body with one hand, and pushed Qinglian into Mo Nianhuan's body with the other, but still found that Qinglian could only fit Mo Nianhuan's body. Wandering, not healing at all.

"Forget it." Mo Nianhuan smiled vainly: "I knew I would leave, even if I left early or late, I will come out to see you, Master, so that you won't worry about it."

"Mo Nianhuan! It's nonsense!" Shen Yuanyu frowned when he heard him say this: "We are now dual cultivation, Qinglian can enter your body."

Mo Nianhuan laughed out loud when he heard these tiger-wolf words, although he was very tired, he still thought of the phoenix pigment, he held Shen Yuanyu's hand: "Master, are you going to let me go who is so fragile? Planning to take advantage of it? Really cunning."

Shen Yuanyu didn't expect Mo Nianhuan to be joking with him at this time, but the more he was like this, the more anxious he was. This was a mistake he had made all along. He thought that Mo Xianfan was the primordial spirit, but in fact he could see the green dragon returning to the ruins Mo Nianhuan is the soul of the sun shining.

If the primordial spirit is engulfed, only Mo Xianfan who survived will be left with only hatred and pain, and will be completely used as a killing weapon.

"Yes, you have to pay homage first." Mo Nianhuan took a deep breath, propped himself up and knelt down on Shen Yuanyu, picked up the fallen red silk, held one end by himself, and put the other into Shen Yuanyu's hand: "We Kneel to the sky, if there is no hall, just husband and wife worship each other."

The red silk seemed to be hot, Shen Yuanyu's eyes were slightly hot, and Mo Nianhuan's appearance was reflected in her eyes:

"it is good."

Mo Nianhuan felt a severe pain in his left heart, but he tried his best not to make a sound. He knew that this was Mo Xianfan's tormenting him, and wanted him to feel what love is, but he had great sorrow, joy, hatred and evil. Why joy and love can.

Even if Shen Yuanyu once let Mo Xianfan down, what has it to do with him? Satisfied.

He wanted to have all kinds of hatred and pain, but why did he want to deprive him of his happiness.

With a big wave of Shen Yuanyu's hand, a bright red wedding dress appeared in his hand.

The scarlet gold rosebird was embroidered on the gown, with a gold thread border, luxurious and magnificent, the exquisite embroidery was like a work of heaven, Shen Yuanyu put this wedding dress on Mo Nianhuan.

This is the fairy gown with wide sleeves, which was hidden by him and embroidered wedding gown.

Then he changed into a red robe.

The two red robes seemed to be a pair.

The red silk took the place of leading the red, and the two held each other tightly, bent down slowly, and the moment they raised their eyes, they stared at each other.

Husband and wife worship each other, that is ritual.

Mo Nianhuan stared at Shen Yuanyu, the sharp pain in his left heart was more unforgettable than any other moment, and countless pictures flashed in his mind just like this.

The fairyland is filled with fairy air, and the man in red in the center of the hall leans on the tiger and drinks the wine. Maybe the wine is too good, and the man's expression is a little subtle.

"Taiyin Youying, your wine is too bad to drink!"

Mo Nianhuan saw his own face, but the man in red who was exactly like him called Taiyin Youying.

"Drink my wine and still dislike it?" A cold voice came from the hall, and a suit of clothes came into view, followed by the handsome face of a man in the suit: "The sun is shining, do you know what kind of wine this is?"

Mo Nianhuan couldn't believe it when he looked at the man who looked exactly like Shen Yuanyu, was this Taiyin Youying? !

And Taiyin Youying yelled what was the name of the person who looked exactly like her, the sun was shining? !

"What kind of wine could this be?" Sun Zhuozhao looked disgusted.

"The acacia wine I prepared for us when I married you."

"Pfft—" Sun Zhuozhao spat out: "You marry me? You dare!"

In a blink of an eye, he saw that the sun was shining on the stage pressed by someone who looked like a heavenly soldier and general, looking embarrassed.

"The sun is shining, you know your mistake!" On the top of the Tengyun, sitting a young man with a brocade robe and jade crown sternly scolded.

"Wrong? Where did I go wrong?" Sun Zhuozhao raised his head, his eyes were pale but his eyes were full of energy: "Emperor, if you even care about my relationship, you really have nothing to do."

"Presumptuous!!!" The Emperor of Heaven slapped his chair angrily: "I will throw you into the Immortal Terrace today, and come down to earth to teach me how people practice Dao ruthlessness. Dare to talk about love in the heaven? After descending to earth, you and Taiyin Youying It's all a tragedy, learn the ruthless way and return to the heaven, learn it again and again!"

"Oh." Sun Zhuozhao looked at Chuanyun's Zhuixiantai, and laughed heartlessly. He raised his hand and shook the red thread on his wrist towards the Emperor of Heaven: "See, the red rope between me and Youying, cut it off. Doomed reason is still chaotic, no matter how many times, I and he are destined to meet each other, Heavenly Emperor, you wait for me, next time I come back and make a big disturbance in the heavenly world, I will never stop!"

After speaking, he jumped forward, simply and neatly.

Then the sun shone on Mo Xianfan, the demon king, and the dark shadows shone on Shen Yuanyu, the head of the immortal sect. Mo Xianfan concealed his identity and approached Shen Yuanyu, but approached him sincerely but concealed his identity, which led to the subsequent tragedy.

After the battle between immortals and demons, Mozun Mo Xianfan almost lost his soul, and his body disappeared. The remnant soul was put into the body, becoming Shen Yuanyu's great apprentice.

Now it's a cycle of tragedies.

Could it be that the Heavenly Emperor said that his encounter with Taiyin Youying was a tragedy?

Is he really the sun shining? !

What about Mo Xianfan?

Mo Nianhuan's body trembled, he stared blankly at Shen Yuanyu who was close at hand, this face was exactly the same as Taiyin Youying, so Shen Yuanyu was Taiyin Youying? !

"Ceremony, it's the night of weddings and candles in the bridal chamber." Shen Yuanyu had always thought about putting Qinglian into Mo Nianhuan's body to protect the remnant soul.

Mo Nianhuan felt that he was put down, and raised his eyes to meet Shen Yuanyu's affectionate and gentle appearance: "...well, I have to take off my clothes first, and then I can act."

The clothes are all faded, and it is a little cold.

Fragile warmth fell on the side of the neck, lingering into the bone, gradually.

Like a rock in waves, the moment the turbulent waves hit the rock, it embraces the hardness with softness.When the waves are too fast, they will stop abruptly, and they will wait for the waves to revive if they want to catch them.

Mo Nianhuan felt like a small boat floating on the waves, obviously very empty, but woke up in the gentle surroundings again and again, as if being healed.

See, doing what he loves to do is to make his body healthy. It doesn't make sense for him to like it. He just likes to see people's health. Now it's his turn, and he is very happy.

A set of dual repair version of Qingyuan sword manual has achieved the unity of body and mind, this is the realm.

All roads have love.

While shaking, the wide-sleeved sparrow fairy clothes fell and made a crisp sound on the ground.

The object is glowing black and purple, and the lotus flower engraved on it is about to bloom.