Living in the Bosom of the Demon Lord [Transmigration Book]

"I'm not talking about you, there is so much monster blood in his body, this body has long been the best of the best, and you can't do it, tsk tsk tsk." Fu Jia shook her head disappointed.

"I... I'm too lazy to tell you." Lin Heng couldn't help feeling sad.

Is this a question of whether or not it will work?This is a question of how to die!

Seeing that Lin Heng was really lying flat and motionless, Fu Jia scratched the scorched black hair on her head with her small paws, and black ashes fell down.

"It's fine if you don't want to double cultivation, let's try other methods?" Fu Jia waited for so many years for a chance to get out of the underground palace, and she couldn't just give up.

Hearing this, Lin Heng straightened up like a carp, sat up, and looked at Fu Jia excitedly: "What can I do?"

Can live who wants to die?

"Isn't there some kind of twin formation, you enter his sea of ​​consciousness and let out the evil spirit." Fu Jia looked at Lin Heng with encouraging eyes.

Lin Heng lowered his head.

But... isn't this the equivalent of divine friendship?

However, last time Yan Fengqing also entered his sea of ​​consciousness.

How about... Be careful not to touch Yan Fengqing's soul?

"Hurry up, if you don't hurry up, you will die!" Fu Jia patted Lin Heng's back with her paw.

"Then..." Lin Heng was in a very painful battle between heaven and man: "I will try."

"Hurry up." Fujia urged.

Lin Heng lay beside Yan Fengqing's ear, clasped his hands together, and said in a low voice while bowing: "Brother, I am here to save you. Don't blame me when you wake up."

As soon as he sat cross-legged and calmed down, Lin Heng felt a force penetrated into his soul with a destructive aura.

At this moment, it was as if Mount Tai was pressing on the top of the soul, and Lin Heng was speechless due to the pain of dense needle pricks.

It seems that the twin formation has begun to work, and Yan Fengqing is afraid that he will not be able to resist.

Lin Heng's head was covered with cold sweat, he bit his lip, and found a looming red light spot in the sea of ​​consciousness occupied by black air...

Using the Twin Birth Formation, he tremblingly got into Yan Fengqing's sea of ​​consciousness.

The black air is like a turbulent sea, and the black waves toss in Yan Fengqing's sea of ​​consciousness. The fragile sea of ​​consciousness is crumbling and will collapse at any time.

Lin Heng hurriedly found a place to stay, and according to what Fu Jia taught him, he used the transfer method to activate the twin formation, and slowly released the evil spirit that filled the sky.

The black air that came out lingered between the two of them and spread everywhere. As time went by, the color of the black air became thicker and thicker, completely covering the two of them.

The process went smoothly, and Lin Heng felt relieved.

Once again, my life was saved, as long as I try not to touch Yan Fengqing's spirit, I probably won't ask for help when I wake up.

Yan Fengqing's white face began to regain its vitality little by little, and the small red mole at the end of her right eye also regained its original luster.

Just when Lin Heng relaxed his vigilance, the black energy began to gather uncontrollably and wanted to break out from Yan Fengqing's meridians.

If the black energy broke out collectively, Yan Fengqing would be crushed to pieces.

Lin Heng was shocked.

Just gave some hope, and now you want to make people despair?

"Silly boy, hurry up!" Fu Jia turned around anxiously.

"What's the hurry?" Lin Heng was also in a hurry.

"Use your mouth to suck out the evil spirit!" Fu Jia hugged her head with her small paws, 10 years have truly changed, and today's monks don't even have the foundation of magic.

"Mouth!?" Lin Heng was extremely surprised, and when he lowered his head, he saw Yan Fengqing's slightly pale lips.

Just staring at it, not daring to move.

If you keep talking like this, will your life not end?

"Hmm..." Yan Fengqing curled up in pain.

Lin Heng went crazy.

What to do, what to do now?

"What are you doing, hurry up!!!" Fu Jia patted the back of Lin Heng's head with her paw.

Leaning forward, Lin Heng's head was directly pressed down, and his lips were facing Yan Fengqing's.

At the critical moment, Lin Heng supported Yan Fengqing's sides with both hands, and barely stabilized his body, only a grain of rice away from being close to each other.

Fortunately, fortunately, this can't be messed up! ! !

As soon as he reined in his horse from the cliff, Lin Heng felt that the black air penetrated into his meridians, his body trembled in pain, and he just fell down in a daze.

Lips are like soft petals, and there is a hint of sweetness lingering in it...

Lin Heng's first reaction was: It's over!

But if the relatives have kissed each other, what else can they do?

He had no choice but to continue to run his mind while sucking out the evil spirit from between his lips and teeth.

The blackness on Yan Fengqing's face dissipated little by little, and a rosy cheek finally recovered.

Fu Jia was terrified watching from the side, just now she was almost going to riot with evil spirit, and the two of them would be reduced to ashes by then.

Finally heaving a sigh of relief, Fu Jia rolled her eyes at Lin Heng and said, "Is your Taoist companion a poisonous snake? Why do you look like this?"

Lin Heng had a hard time.

More than poisonous snakes and ferocious beasts...

Yan Fengqing, who was in a coma, moved unconsciously, a cold fragrance rose suddenly, and Lin Heng felt moist between his lips and teeth.

Lin Heng:! ! !

Yan Fengqing, who was in a daze, instinctively approached the only source of heat, and the twin formation formed made him completely dependent on Lin Heng even though he was seriously injured.

Lin Heng's approach made his unsatisfactory body start to feel strange, and the cold fragrance kept overflowing, filling the space between the two of them.

The brain is blank, leaving only a floating cloud.

Lin Heng had no choice but to bear the soft damp heat. The moment the breath intersected, his body seemed to melt into water...

After a while, Lin Heng came back to his senses and was beyond shocked.

What did he do?

He hurriedly wanted to push Yan Fengqing away, but was entangled even tighter. In a panic, Lin Heng slammed his palm on the back of Yan Fengqing's neck.

With a muffled groan, Yan Fengqing finally lay back down.

Lin Heng sat up panting, and turned his head to look at Yan Fengqing. At this time, there was a little water on the other's lips, and the delicate bright red bloomed like the first dew after the rain, and it was touching...

"Pa——" Lin Heng slapped himself, and then recovered from the illusion just now. He actually thought that Yan Fengqing was more beautiful than his junior sister.

Will the future Demon Lord be able to blaspheme at will?

Don't talk about sexual orientation, just talk about whether you want to die!

Fu Jia looked at Lin Heng and his face changed for a while, almost catching up with the rainbow in the sky, and finally couldn't help asking: "What are you doing?"

Hearing Fujia's voice, Lin Heng suddenly got up and held Fujia in his palm, and said softly, "You didn't see anything just now, do you know?"

Fu Jia nodded unconsciously at Lin Heng's sullen voice, but she still didn't understand: "What are you doing so awkwardly, aren't you Taoist companions?"

"This is really not true." Lin Heng lay down with a dejected expression on his face.

Fu Jia crawled out of Lin Heng's palm, walked along his arm to his chest, then hugged her paw seriously and said, "Are you having a conflict?"

"I can't tell you clearly..." Lin Heng rolled up his sleeves, exposed a section of his arm, and handed it to Fu Jia.

Puzzled, Fu Jia placed her paw on Lin Heng's wrist, probed it with spells, and shook her fur and said, "There is a restriction in your body..."

Suddenly, Fu Jia suddenly realized: "It's your parents who don't agree with you being together, so you want to elope?"

"No." Lin Heng twitched the corner of his mouth.

It would be so much easier.

"Then why did you form a twin formation when your physical restraint was not broken?" Fu Jia was very puzzled.

"You also know that his body is abnormal, so he needs my extreme yang energy. In order not to break the restriction in his body, he formed a twin formation." Lin Heng sighed.

This Yan Fengqing should hurry up and become a Demon Lord, what is this all about now!

"It's true that there will be problems with so much demon blood in the body, but you're not bad, he looks so good-looking, and it's the first time I've seen such a beautiful person in my life for so long."

"Do you want to give it to you?" Lin Heng rolled his eyes, then slowly got up: "Speaking of business, how do you get out of the underground palace?"

"I think you'd better go to the hot spring for a soak first, otherwise it will be dangerous if the cold air enters your body."

Under Fu Jia's suggestion, Lin Heng picked up Yan Fengqing and walked towards the hot spring.

After walking for half an hour, I saw the hot spring that Fujia mentioned.

There are no living things under the underground palace, only the thin sound of water can be heard.

Lin Heng lowered his head and took a look. Although the clothes were tattered, he had no clothes to change, so he had to carefully take off the clothes, fold them and put them by the pool, and then slowly walked into the water.

Yan Fengqing at the edge of the hot spring slightly opened his eyes, and dimly saw a figure in the misty pool.

The red figure in memory slowly overlapped with the person in front of him.

"Qing'er, you must be able to do it, right?"

An extremely gentle voice came from beside the ear, even the embrace was so warm, and the meridians corroded by the demon blood seemed to be less painful.

"Qing'er can do it." The childish voice was full of firmness, and he could bear no matter how painful it was.

After suffering time and time again, he finally became a qualified vessel...

Lin Heng felt a slight movement behind him, and immediately turned around to see Yan Fengqing's beautiful eyes closed.

There are no living things under the underground palace, probably feeling wrong.

The moment he turned his head, Yan Fengqing's eyelashes trembled slightly.

For some reason, there was a voice in his body that made him dare not look into Lin Heng's eyes, probably anything with warmth should not belong to him.

Even if you get it, it will be fleeting...

The meridians were nourished by the hot spring and the coldness was swept away. Lin Heng exhaled comfortably, and continued to put on his tattered clothes after landing.

He turned his head and glanced at Yan Fengqing, who was still lying unconscious on the ground. He was wearing a cassock, which was destroyed by the erosion of the evil spirit, but the appearance was still intact, and he was also wearing a middle coat and an inner coat.

So... it should be okay to borrow a piece of clothing to wear, right?

Lin Heng walked over and stared at Yan Fengqing, then squatted down and took off the skirt of his clothes.

The warm touch of his fingers caused a tingling numbness at the collarbone. Yan Fengqing resisted the discomfort. It wasn't that he doubted what Lin Heng would do to him.

After being in a coma for so long, Lin Heng didn't do anything to him, and the entanglement between his lips and teeth was made by himself.

He just wanted to see what Lin Heng would do, there had never been such a person in his world.

Yan Fengqing was wearing cassocks, which were tied a little tight. Lin Heng couldn't pull the clothes off after a few tugs, and his hands became even heavier.

With a sound of "stab—" the coat was torn apart, and at the same time the clothes inside were torn open, exposing Yan Fengqing's entire chest to the air.

Like a piece of high-quality suet cream jade, it is so delicate that it is unbelievable...

Lin Heng quickly returned to his senses.

Form is emptiness, emptiness is form...

After reading it silently for several times, he managed to stabilize his mind. While taking off his coat while looking at Yan Fengqing's beautiful face, Lin Heng couldn't help but think of the kiss before.

Oh shit!

Losing his mind again, Lin Heng couldn't help but yelled in his heart, he couldn't tell whether he was scolding himself or Yan Fengqing.

Finally taking off his clothes, Lin Heng quickly put them on himself, and immediately turned around not to look at Yan Fengqing.

"You can do it too." Fu Jia was sitting on the ground with her short legs spread apart, looking at Lin Heng with a half-smile: "Such a beautiful woman is in front of you, so you just take off clothes?"

"Then what else do you want?" Lin Heng said expressionlessly.

"Don't you have any ideas?" Fu Jia let out a wretched laugh.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Lin Heng hurriedly turned his head, making sure that Yan Fengqing's eyes were still closed, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

What do you think about the future Mozun Dare?Are you not afraid of death?

"Is it true that you can't do it? I know some unique remedies, you can try them." Fu Jia rubbed her chin, her eyes fixed on Lin Heng's dick.

"You can't do it, your whole family can't do it! I like women, women!" Lin Heng said unconvinced.

Men can't say no.