Beautiful senior brother can never be enchanted

The midnight is approaching,? According to the previously agreed time, Luo Yueming came to the main hall with the psychic sail.

At that time, Pei Xuandu and Changqing had already been waiting for a long time. The hall was filled with disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and they lined up from the inside to the outside of the hall. Everyone had a yellow talisman on their foreheads. ? To temporarily seal their actions.

The hall was extremely quiet, and there was a faint scent of sandalwood lingering throughout the hall.

As soon as Luo Yueming approached her, she was greeted by a scent of crabapple flowers that had not yet dissipated, mixed with a bit of wetness.

Changqing sneezed loudly on the spot, raised his hand to his nose, and said with a frown: "It smells so good. You have grown into a thousand-year-old crabapple tree? Why is it so fragrant?"

Luo Yueming was quite embarrassed,? He didn't want to be like this,? The key point is that since he was completely repaired by the big brother, even the sweat is fragrant,? It's no secret that he was born with a body like a furnace.

But it is really rare to be able to ask such a straightforward question like Changqing.

"Don't ask about him,? If you shouldn't ask, don't ask."

It was rare for Senior Brother Pei to speak out to save Luo Yueming. As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw a white shadow swaying into the hall. After a closer look, he was no different from the senior senior brother in Tianjianzong. He frowned immediately, and wanted to ask One or two,? Rusting sounds immediately came from around.

Suddenly, the disciples around him trembled, and the yellow talismans on their foreheads rustled.Changqing took the lead, and said angrily: "No! It's coming again! It must be Liu Yijing trying to continue to manipulate them! Hurry up and find a way,? Call their primordial spirits back, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous!"

Luo Yueming nodded, raised his hand and flipped it over, and the pitch-black flute appeared. He was actually a bit disgusted, after all, this flute had been in his way before, and it touched his lips, slowly playing " The Conjuring".

It's strange to say that a silly kid like him who has no talent for musical instruments not only learned "The Conjuring" overnight, but even the score is rotten in his heart.

The heart demon really didn't lie to him, this psychic Haifan has now recognized Luo Yueming as the master, and is at his disposal at will, even the sound of the flute is much more pleasant to the ear.

Both Pei Xuandu and Chang Qing stopped covering their ears, and Chang Qing was extremely puzzled and said, "Is there really such a gifted genius in this world? How could he be able to play "The Conjuring" in just one day?" Out?"

"Perhaps the senior brother taught well."

Pei Xuandu said something incomprehensible, and stared at Luo Yueming with his eyes fixed. He saw him playing the flute while walking slowly towards the disciples. Wherever he went, spiritual energy lingered, and his whole body was like boiling water, gurgling. bubbling.

Suddenly hearing the sound of "Zheng", subconsciously looking for the sound from the corner of the eye, I saw Xie Shuanghua stretched out his hand and held the Guqin with one hand, seemingly playing casually, it actually complemented the sound of the flute.

I couldn't help being even more surprised, what exactly did the senior brother and the junior brother do in this day, they were able to learn "The Conjuring" at the same time, and they were even able to sing together.

When Luo Yueming heard the sound of the piano, she subconsciously shivered all over, and her legs started to ache again.

Not long ago, he was sat on his knees by the elder brother, so tightly fit, because of the excessive struggle, it affected the elder brother playing the piano, and even his wrists were bound by hair bands, and his legs shook like the autumn wind. like yellow leaves.

Noodle Kuan's tears almost flowed down two water tanks, and in the end, not even a single drop could flow out, so he gave up.

Afterwards, he just used a cleansing technique and changed into a set of clean clothes. If he unbuttoned his robe at this moment, there would be some ambiguous traces of affection all over his body.

There were messy bruises and finger marks left on the back waist, and if you look closely, Luo Yueming's eyes were bright red, and even the corners of his lips were unusually red.

At a glance, I knew that it must be taught to be imprisoned in my arms, and I loved it a lot.

Luo Yueming tried her best to concentrate on playing the flute without any other distraction, and took a few more steps forward with restraint. There was a sound of puffing from beside her, and the yellow talisman that was pasted on the disciple's forehead turned into ruins. go in.

And in a dense forest, Liu Yijing felt something strange, grasping the magic weapon used by the soul-stealing, trying to snatch back the primordial spirit of those disciples. dug out.

But how could he resist the psychic sail in Luo Yueming's hand and Xie Shuanghua's help, but when he heard a bang, the magic weapon in his hand instantly turned into a puddle of powder, and the damage caused by the backlash forced his throat to itch , suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

The body fell limply to the side, and was quickly caught by a pair of powerful hands.Liu Yijing raised his eyes and glanced at Yue Qinggui, and said with a low smile, "Up to now, only Senior Brother Yue is willing to accompany me."

Yue Qinggui looked numb and said nothing, as if he couldn't hear what Liu Yijing was saying.

"...Luo Yueming, you really have some skills. It seems that the senior brother really knows how to teach, but it's ridiculous that Tong Ling Haifan really recognizes Luo Yueming as the master."

Liu Yijing obviously knew how the psychic Haifan recognized his master. Although the obscene ghost indulged in lust, he only vented his desire on those dead souls. place.Naturally, he refused to use that method to help Tong Ling Haifan recognize himself as the master.

Originally, Liu Yijing knew that among the senior brothers, only the senior brother could play the flute, but he couldn't be more aware of the character of the senior senior brother, so he would definitely not want to use that method.

I never thought that the master's methods were so powerful. I refused to subdue the psychic Haifan, so I asked Luo Yueming to subdue him with the body of a natural furnace.

As soon as she thought that the flute-shaped psychic sea fan actually recognized Luo Yueming as the master in that way, Liu Yijing's expression became more gloomy, and Luo Yueming's face slowly appeared in her mind, Imagining how he begged for mercy tactfully under the elder brother's body, weeping incessantly.

Feeling the jealousy burning in his chest all the time, Liu Yijing was so angry that he slapped the corpses beside him flying away, cursing in a low voice: "What a bitch!"

Yue Qinggui's expression was still indifferent, and he stood in front of Liu Yijing as if he didn't hear anything. Hearing these words, a trace of confusion flashed in his stagnant eyes, but it just passed by, and soon disappeared. Even Liu Yijing Never noticed.

"It seems that I underestimated the senior brother's ability, and he was able to prop the mud up the wall. I was seriously injured by backlash at the moment, and I couldn't walk, and no one healed me. There is no way to survive."

Liu Yijing gritted her teeth sadly and said: "It's a pity that I don't have a decent stove by my side. There are all ugly walking corpses. I can't even find a vixen. How can I recover my spiritual power?"

Glancing from the corner of his eye, he looked at Yue Qinggui who was beside him, and an almost crazy look flashed in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Yue, Senior Brother Yue, I didn't want to hurt you, but I have no choice but to let Senior Brother and the others persecute me like this. The only thing I can do now is to use your body to help me recover my spiritual power. After I kill all the people in the world who don't like me, I will definitely become emperor in the cultivation world, and then I will have your place by my side."

Raising his hand to caress Yue Qinggui's face, Liu Yijing lowered his voice, and said lovingly, "Senior brother Yue, your background is not much better than mine. Among our senior brothers, you are the gentlest, yes. I'm the best too. I'm Lu Ding, you're the son of a diva, and your mother is in the skin business. I'm the most pitiful person in the world just like your mother."

The voice became hoarse and deep, Liu Yijing lay sideways on a boulder in the dense forest, because she was extremely weak, even her lips were white, and there were bloody grooves, and she moved towards her chest softly and bonelessly. Once entangled, the world spun for a while, and then pressed the person to the boulder below him.

"Senior brother Yue, I know that the person you really like is Luo Yueming, don't worry, as long as you help me recover my spiritual power this time, I will arrest Luo Yueming in the future, abolish his cultivation, and imprison him At that time, I will definitely wash him clean and give you a reward for playing for a few nights."

Liu Yijing's hand was already on Yue Qinggui's waist, and it was at this moment that he realized that Senior Brother Yue was also born so handsome.

It's just that under the stunning beauty of the big brother, it looks a little ordinary.Looking at it now, it turned out to be so beautiful.

Liu Yijing's love for men and women in his life has always been under the repeated abuse and coercion of Master Liu. Later, all kinds of things that Master Liu did were nothing more than tit for tat and blood for blood.

Except for Master Liu, he has never practiced double cultivation with anyone beside him.Originally, he wanted to reward Xie Shuanghua for the second time in his life, but now he was about to make a mistake.

But Senior Brother Yue is also very good.At least Senior Brother Yue has never been touched by anyone.

Liu Yijing raised his hand, just to untie Yue Qinggui's belt, and recalled all the past in a trance, and the gentle voice of Senior Brother Yue calling him "Junior Sister" echoed in his ears, so there was no warning in that hand The ground froze on the spot.

After a long time, Liu Yijing said in a low voice: "Brother Yue is as pitiful as I am. If he wakes up and finds out that I have forcibly broken his way, he will die of shame and shame. He has never done anything wrong to me. Not to mention that I refined him into a murder tool, but I actually treated him...as a furnace...a person like me should go to eighteen levels of hell after death."

Then, he laughed again: "But so what? If the brother can't use it to help me cultivate, then there is no point in existence. If the world blames me, I will kill them all."

After saying that, Liu Yijing held on to the last few strands of spiritual power, raised his hand to touch Yue Qinggui's eyebrows, and set up an illusion for the two of them, and then entangled Yue Qinggui, and both fell into the illusion.

The entire dense forest returned to calm again.At that time, the moonlight was thick, like viscous ink, pouring over the forest and field.

In the main hall of Tianjianzong, when Luo Yueming finished playing the last note, the sound of the piano also stopped abruptly.

Soon there was a burst of noise from the field:

"Why am I here? What happened?"

"Who the hell hit me? It hurts!"

"It seems to be a dream. What happened in the dream, why can't I remember it at all? Oh, my head hurts!"

"I seem to have had a dream too! In the dream... the dream was very refreshing, as if someone was crying and someone was laughing, the surroundings were so dark that I couldn't see anything..."

"Me, me too! It seems very comfortable! I can also hear people around me shouting... calling Master!"

Luo Yueming: "..."

The rest: "..."