Beautiful senior brother can never be enchanted

Since Luo Yueming immediately followed Changqing's footsteps in such a shameful way, I'm ashamed to accuse Changqing of failing to succeed and failing.

The two of them were kneeling side by side, looking somewhat funny. Luo Yueming wanted to move his knees, but found that the place was strangely tight.

His whole body was almost completely wiped out. If he moved a little, he could hear the sizzling sound coming from under him.

In order to prevent any unspeakable things from appearing, Luo Yueming decided to be sensible and act like a good-for-nothing.

Have a big brother's soft rice.

Not long after, there was a loud bang. Xie Shuanghua is a hybrid of god and devil, and now he has returned to his original body. His cultivation in the ghost world is not damaged, and because of the strong ghost aura here, it is more conducive to displaying his skills.

The young ghost king was naturally not his opponent. After fighting for several moves, he was quickly defeated and was sent flying by Xie Shuanghua's palm.

The whole person looked like a big wax gourd, and rolled down the long steps. The Yin soldiers on the left and right saw this, raised their swords and rushed forward.

Soon it flew out in a strange shape, turning into wisps of fly ash.The ghost king finally came to a stop, clutching his chest and coughing up blood, the first sentence he raised his eyes was: "You are not human, who are you? Why did you trespass on the ghost world?"

Xie Shuanghua didn't answer, raised his hand to grab it, and grabbed the Ghost King into his palm, and then squeezed hard, then heard the sound of knuckles being crushed into powder.

Then it turned into a pitch-black token, long and slender like a lottery, with the character "One" engraved in bright red cinnabar on it.

Xie Shuanghua glanced down and put it in his sleeve casually.Only then did I have time to take a look at poor little Yueming.

"Eldest brother, I... I... I was also captured."

"Well, I see it."

Luo Yueming knelt on the ground, her handsome face flushed with shame and anger, she struggled to raise her eyes, and when she saw her, she was shaking a black robe.

Xie Shuanghua walked up to him slowly, shook his head helplessly and sighed: "Yueming, isn't it good to hide in the arms of senior brother? Why do you want to save this little Taoist priest regardless of your own safety?"

Luo Yueming wanted to cry but had no tears. She originally thought about saving someone's life and building a seven-level pagoda, but relying on her skill and courage, she ran up to save someone in a hurry.

Who would have thought that instead of being rescued, he would be caught up with himself.

It's all right now, it's embarrassing to throw him into the ghost world, Luo Yueming was too embarrassed to ask his elder brother to save him, when he heard this, he buried his head on the ground in shame, and didn't dare to say anything.

Xie Shuanghua glanced at the two of them thoughtfully, then walked slowly to the desk and sat down, seeing a stack of bamboo scrolls on it, he flicked it casually.

The bamboo scroll unfolded with a bang.It uses cinnabar as ink, and is densely covered with petite characters.

It records the date of birth, birth date, birthplace and name of the lonely ghost who came here, and even life stories, crimes committed, etc.Randomly flipping through the volume, Xie Shuanghua saw the names of three people on the last page of the bamboo scroll.

I just don't know why, there is a small "circle" behind Changqing's name, and at a glance, it looks like a pen holder.

As for Luo Yueming's name, there is a dot, and Xie Shuanghua has not found out what it means for the time being.

It's just that when he saw his own name, the name flickered and disappeared from the bamboo scroll in a short while.

Instead, the orchids growing in the wall on the long steps in the room spread incomparably quickly, and I found a writing brush from nowhere, and pushed it to Xie Shuanghua's hand.

Not only that, Luo Yueming also felt very clearly that the back was much heavier, like a ghost pressing a bed, as if a thousand catties of force were pressing it up.

So much so that his whole body almost sank into the ground, and his love didn't get any better, his knees were entangled by the weird orchids.

Luo Yueming couldn't help but said: "Eldest senior brother, why don't we study that Lao Shizi's secret book later, and save us first before we talk about it?"

Xie Shuanghua said slowly: "I'm trying to figure out a way. There are your life stories in this scroll. Let me see what good things you have done behind my back."

As he said that, he picked up the writing brush casually, and casually stroked on the vaginal scroll, and immediately a vermilion mark appeared.

Xie Shuanghua casually sketched out Chang Qing's name, and said calmly: "Housework, please avoid it first."

Looking at Changqing again, the whole body was completely covered by the orchid, forming a gigantic rattan ball. Luo Yueming was terrified looking at it, fearing that she would also be surrounded by this ghost thing.

Struggling, he tilted his head to look at Xie Shuanghua, wanting to see what the elder brother was researching blindly.What housework is not a family matter, Luo Yueming thinks that the moon is bright and the wind is clear, except for being gone forever on the road to conquering the big brother, he has never done any evil at all.

It is also a rare root in the world of juniors. After all, these days, there are really not many juniors who are below during the double cultivation.

He is probably the only one who can be bullied like this by the big brother.

But I saw that the senior brother turned his back on the guest, and he was even more ghost king than the young ghost king before, holding a pen in one hand and holding a pen in the other.

The black clothes on her body are like ink, and her white hair is like snow, which is really like the white snow on the mountain top, not stained with dust.It may be because it is a demon occupying this body at the moment, the more handsome it is, the more indescribably coquettish it is.

"I probably understand that the souls of the dead who came here recorded in the Yin scroll will be judged and punished by the ghost king just now. Once the name is entered in the Yin scroll and sentenced to punishment, it will be difficult to erase it unless the ghost king writes it himself."

After hearing this, Luo Yueming asked subconsciously: "Then how is it written about me?"

Xie Shuanghua: "Want to know?"

"think."

"It's not easy to teach you."

Xie Shuanghua said so, and picked up a pen to draw on a word "obscene" on it, but no matter how he sketched, he still couldn't rewrite the handwriting on the Yin scroll.

When he stared at the sentence above, "Punishment with adultery", his eyes immediately darkened a lot.

Before he could open his mouth in the future, there was a loud bang in his ears, and a big drum appeared out of thin air on the flat and empty ground.

The whole body is pitch black, about the size of an adult's arms can wrap around it, but at a glance, it's nothing special.

But if you take a closer look, you can see that the big drum is covered with complicated charms, which meander like alive, and there are two drumsticks beside it, the tops are wrapped with red silk, and then tied tightly with hemp rope .

Xie Shuanghua glanced at it, and then carefully thought about the "sexual punishment" written on the penis roll, his eyes darkened much more than before.

When Luo Yueming saw the gongs and drums, she always felt that something bad was about to happen, so she struggled quickly and shouted: "Senior Brother Heart Demon, please don't, please, don't, if the other senior brother finds out , he will be unhappy!"

Originally, Xie Shuanghua did not intend to follow the meaning of Yin Juan and punish Luo Yueming for adultery.

At this moment, when he heard him say this, his expression immediately turned cold, and he sneered and said: "It's such a time, how dare you still think about him?"

It was only then that Luo Yueming realized that he had said the wrong thing in a hurry.

This elder brother's possessiveness towards him has reached an unprecedented peak, and it is even crazier than before.

From before, in front of the entire master's disciples, he was forcibly pressed to the ground and begged again and again, so he knew a thing or two.

Luo Yueming panicked, feeling as if she had stepped into a deep pit and wanted to struggle away, but everything here was against him.

He is like a fish on the chopping board, no matter how he jumps, he can't escape the palm of the big brother.

Watching helplessly as the elder brother put down the pen and brush, got up and walked slowly in front of him.

"Yueming, didn't you just want to know what was written on the Yin scroll?"

"But I don't want to know now."

"No, you have to know. Not only do you have to know, but you also have to experience it. How can you remember it if you don't?"

Luo Yueming said with a mournful face, "I can remember."

"...you and the other Xie Shuanghua had a great time. It was written on the penis scroll that you and him were practicing double cultivation at the teacher's door, leaning in front of the window, and he was holding your waist like this..." Xie Shuanghua's cold fingers clamped Luo Yueming's chin forced him to look at her, "I was not the one who came out at that time. I regret that I didn't come out in time to snatch you away."

Luo Yueming: "..."

Luo Yueming: "..."

Luo Yueming: "..."

"Otherwise, why don't you fight? Whoever wins, I will fight with him in the future." Luo Yueming really had no choice but to cry and say: "Either we will become one, or we will be completely separated. Three five, he two four six, let's live together together, anyway, I'm thick-skinned, so I'm not afraid of anything anymore. What do you think?"

"What do you say?"

"I don't think so." Luo Yueming became more and more sad, "Brother, can I call your brother? Let me go, don't torment me..."

Xie Shuanghua said: "It's not that I want to torment you. I just tried it. The handwriting on the yin scroll is indelible. Unless you suffer this punishment, you won't be able to leave this place."

Luo Yueming was stunned, and immediately opened her eyes angrily and said, "What about the love? Why is he fine, and I am the only one who has to be tortured? It's not fair!"

"He has never committed adultery with fellow disciples, and he has suffered."

With just this one sentence, Luo Yueming was immediately speechless.

Cursing secretly that this operation is too shameful, it makes people's teeth itch with hatred.

Luo Yueming said: "What punishment? Let me dance on the drum?"

"almost."

It is said to be about the same, but in fact it is much worse.What is recorded on the yin scroll is "sexual punishment".

Literally, if there is no "prostitution", how can it be called prostitution punishment.

It is to let the tortured person sit on the big drum naked, and then he will become one with the big drum, and then he can play the drum himself.

As for where the drum hit, it can only be understood, not explained in words.

Luo Yueming's whole body seemed to be uncontrollable, kneeling and walking on the drum, and as soon as he sat on it, the spell underneath immediately started to move.

There was a strange scream, which disturbed people's brains.

As soon as she sat down, Luo Yueming realized that she seemed to be integrated with the big drum, and the surroundings were extremely quiet.

You can almost hear your own heart beating.Luo Yueming refused this kind of operation from the bottom of his heart, but his hand was uncontrollably grasping the drumstick.

Then he knocked on the drum lightly.

Accompanied by a muffled bang, his entire spine seemed to have been hit, and his whole body tensed up, almost screaming.

It's harder to hit the second time.Luo Yueming's disappointing tears flowed from his mouth again.

Kneeling on the drum, with his knees stretched to the extreme, Xie Shuanghua stood in front of him, staring at him with extremely complicated eyes.

It seems to be admiring the incomparably sensual appearance of the little junior brother, but also seems to be struggling hard, feeling very distressed.

Luo Yueming struggled and cried: "Eldest brother, stop now, okay? I will definitely listen to you in the future, stop, okay? Elder brother?"

Xie Shuanghua turned a deaf ear to it, half of his handsome face was hidden in the night, appearing flickering.

Until I heard a "boom", the drum sounded again.The whole hall is filled with a sweet and greasy crabapple fragrance.

Even if you don't have to look for it, you can tell that this smell must be emanating from the younger brother.

Junior brother is a natural body, the more hot and sweaty he is, the stronger the fragrance will be.When people take a sip, they can't help but be fascinated.

At this moment, it has only been knocked for the second time, and the drum surface is wet.

"Big... Big Brother..."

Luo Yueming's throat was extremely difficult, and he clenched the drumstick uncontrollably. Every time he hit it, his spine was almost smashed into pieces.

The whole person kneeled on the drum like a collapse.

But the sentence in the negative scroll was "twelve blows", and he only knocked twice, and he felt that his soul was about to be knocked away.

With a strong crying sound, Luo Yueming murmured in a hopeless voice: "Eldest brother, help me."

Xie Shuanghua just woke up like a dream, and when he woke up again, the inner demon still hadn't receded.His reason—?—Actually, he didn't have such a thing, especially when he was with Luo Yueming—?—was almost burned to ashes by jealousy.

A pair of eyes are extremely scarlet.She raised her eyes and stared deeply at Luo Yueming's face.

He wanted to monopolize Luo Yueming.

Want to completely monopolize.

The ultimate joy and pain should be given by him.Why did Luo Yueming always think about the other Xie Shuanghua.

He had to do everything possible to make Luo Yueming never forget him again, so that Luo Yueming would never be able to find the palm of his hand in his life.

Grabbing Luo Yueming's hand holding the drumstick, Xie Shuanghua suddenly approached him, and whispered in his ear, "What's the point of just beating the drumstick? There are still ten beats, brother, will you help me?"

Luo Yueming trembled all over, and told him rationally that although this elder brother would not hurt him, his accomplishments in repairing him were already unmatched.

Just as he was about to shake his head and refuse, the senior brother has already come over.

The drum itself was not big, and it was cramped with two adults at the moment, and it seemed very cramped. The two of them were very close together, and there was almost no gap between them.