After one heart to the Tao, it is all the Shura field

"Humph……"

Yan Lin chuckled, the quiet voice was clear in this quiet room, he raised his head slightly, raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing a pair of mocking eyes.

"Will never kill me? Is it because the master has a bad memory and forgot something? Or is my memory too good, and the memory is too deep..." Yan Lin held his breath and deliberately teased.

The nails sank into the palm, and there was a sharp tingling pain, but it couldn't arouse half of the clarity.

Now his consciousness is becoming more and more unclear. He is afraid that he will not be able to restrain himself and show an ugly face in front of this person. Although he hates this person, he is unwilling to lose a little bit in front of him and leave a little bit of embarrassment.

he shouldn't have come...

You have to drive people away...

The person standing by the bed raised his eyes and met Yan Lin's mocking eyes. There was no emotion on his pale face, but those deep and quiet eyes were as silent as a deep ocean, and he was staring at him firmly. .

"...I haven't forgotten, in this life, I will protect you..."

Obviously the voice was still as indifferent as usual, but for some reason, he heard a trace of solemnity in it, as if promising something.But the words "protecting you" caused slight ripples in Yan Lin's heart.

In this life, I like to say these three words, my brother is, he is also——

At this moment, a wave of heat in the dantian slammed into his consciousness, and his consciousness shook violently for a moment. The next moment, his body was biting like thousands of insects and ants, and the unstoppable instinct poured out. Trembling slightly, the blood in the mouth has no effect, and the empty body is desperate for something.

His eyes were red, he swallowed hard, his body was burning hot.

In his eyes, Shi Yuan seemed to have changed his appearance. His blue hair was like a waterfall, and he was dressed in white clothes. His cold and ruthless eyes seemed to be looking down on tiny ants, and the zhewu in his hand reflected a pressure that could destroy life and death!

As if, the appearance when beheading him——

Yan Lin became short of breath, blinked, and Shi Yuan returned to his appearance in front of the bed.

Yan Lin's heart sank, as if he had made up his mind, he had to drive Shi Yuan away, and after he left, he might still be able to use his last strength to go out and find someone!

Yan Lin let go of the clothes tightly gathered in his hands, straightened up, his mind was already overwhelmed, and his face was full of anger, which seemed real and fake.

"What a good one to protect me! What a good one to never kill me! You have killed me twice, what's the difference this time!"

He no longer cared about the last layer of tulle between the two being pierced, and a thin blush appeared on his originally pale face.

"Shi Shuyu! Why are you so hypocritical!"

The long and quiet face suddenly froze.

Yan Lin was also taken aback.

The air froze for a second, and Yan Lin pulled his hair tightly as if he had realized it.

Shi Shu and——

Why did he call out this name?

What does the name mean—

He read it again in his heart, but his head felt like a needle prick.

Jianxiu in white took another step forward and stood by the bed. He raised his hand, as if he wanted to touch something.

"What did you say……"

The entire Zhongtian Realm, and even the entire Changtian Sword Sect, only know the sword ancestor Shiyuan, but they don't know whether the word 'Yuan' is his name or his character...

No one has ever really known that when his last name was Shuyu, his name was Yuan——

But Ling Mian has also fully exerted the medicinal effect, eroding Yan Lin's thoughts in an extremely domineering way, and the head that was still aching just now forgot something in an instant, and it suddenly emptied, leaving only the most real needs of the body.

He let go of his hand, raised his eyes, and looked vaguely at the slender white hand in front of him, the slightly trembling fingertips, his eyes darkened, and a trace of greed and evil flashed in the depths of his blood red eyes, the originally pure eyes had been enveloped devour.

He stared, and spoke hoarsely.

"Master will neither find someone for me nor kill me, then Qinghe will have to trouble Master—"

As soon as the cold voice fell, he grabbed the hand in front of him, and with a warm hand, he pulled it off instantly with a sudden force.

The white clothes and white hair raised a beautiful arc, and a scent of cold fragrance wafted into his nostrils. Yan Lin's mind was aroused, and he immediately put up his hands and turned over to cover him.

The person who was originally standing with the backlight now clearly appeared in front of him.

Haoxue's white hair was scattered on the bed, and that face as cold as a god fell into his eyes.

The brows on his pale paper face were slightly condensed, just like the one he usually saw, a few strands of hair were wet with a little cold sweat on his forehead, those star-like eyes looked at him straight, without panic or panic. humiliation.

In the dark surroundings, it is as deep as the bright moon.

He was in a blasphemous trance.

Yan Lin clenched his teeth, squinted his eyes, and his chest heaved.

His black hair was not tied, so his long hair slipped from both sides and fell on the two of them. With his clothes half uncovered, his white chest was looming, like the upper body of a succubus, no longer luxurious.

Yan Lin stared into those deep, dark eyes.

At this moment, Yan Lin Wuxia wondered why this person was easily subdued by him and why he didn't resist him.

He just thought about it.

I too can take revenge—

It may be more direct to tarnish this person than to hurt him——

Then take off the white snow on the top of the mountain, and the sky in the sky.

Not knowing whether it was the pleasure of blasphemy or the drive of desire, Yan Lin's eyes sank, and he simply put his hands on his belt, his gaze flickered for a moment, and the silver thread embroidered patterns slightly touched his hands, and he felt the pain under his body. The person stiffened a bit.

A cold hand rested on the back of his hand, stopping his movements.

"Do you know what you are doing..." The deep voice was restrained and rigorous.

Yan Lin looked at him fixedly, raised the corners of his mouth, lowered his head slightly, and narrowed the distance between the two of them. His scorching breath fell on his ear on purpose, and he said in a flattering voice: "...I know, this disciple can't be more clear. ......"

The deep and hoarse voice was extremely restrained, even with a hint of contemplation.

In the next second, without giving the person under him time to react, he yanked the belt away.

Shi Yuan opened his eyes.

The strict skirts were loosened a little, and the belt was thrown aside by Yan Lin, and the jade on it made a muffled sound and landed on the hearts of the two of them.

Yan Lin stared at this face, the resentment and hatred in his heart turned into dirty thoughts.

Slowly moving her hand up, she opened the skirt of her shirt, revealing her fair neck.

Once upon a time, this high-ranking person who could only be looked up to by others would be crushed under him like this now. Thinking of this, the lingering strength became even stronger, his hot fingertips seemed to be filled with sparks, lightly Caressing on this delicate and moist skin, the slightly cool touch draws out the most secret desire in my heart.

He was short of breath, lowered his head, and kissed it lightly. It was a strange touch, and there was a lively vitality under his lips.

Yan Lin was shocked.

But those silver-like eyes suddenly darkened, like thick fog intertwined in the night, engulfing people deeply and thickly. in the air.

He slowly raised his hand, gently placed it on Yan Lin's back, turned over, and the two switched positions.

Shi Yuan lowered his eyes and looked at the person below him, his exquisite face was full of charming colors, his heavy breathing rose and fell with his chest, those dark eyes as bright as glass, fixedly looked at him.

There was a sharp throbbing pain in his injured heart, Shi Yuan's face became even paler, he raised his hand, and the palm fell on Yan Lin's eyes, covering those eyes...

Master and apprentice become a couple, which means the name of betrayal——

If he made a mistake, he should bear it——