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

A gust of wind blows, and the scattered Lengxiang becomes as pervasive as a cow's hair.

The red mole on the end of Yan Fengqing's right eye gradually turned dark red as visible to the naked eye, and hung down on her porcelain-white skin like blood and tears.

When the body felt strange, Yan Fengqing clenched his fists tightly. Although he hated everything, the hotness was still lingering.

A deep sense of frustration made him laugh out ironically: "Ha ha."

Everything in this world is so ugly, including himself...

As soon as he smelled the cold fragrance, Lin Heng's body raised the alarm. He immediately picked up the clothes on the ground and quickly put them on.

"Brother, I'm leaving first." Lin Heng wanted to run away.

Stay here and wait for Leng Xiang, who is more powerful than the Ecstasy Pill, to embarrass him?It's a small thing to make a fool of yourself, if you do something, your life will be lost in the future.

As soon as he turned around, he felt his back collar being grabbed.

Lin Heng turned his head in puzzlement and looked at Yan Fengqing who was grabbing his collar: "Brother?"

Yan Fengqing looked at Lin Heng with dim eyes, and the atmosphere suddenly fell into silence...

After a while, Yan Fengqing's eyelashes trembled, and there was a hint of humiliation in his cold tone: "Don't move."

Lin Heng felt aggrieved, this cold fragrance was obviously coming from Yan Fengqing, why did the other party look like a victim, but he himself turned into a villain.

"Oh." But did he dare to be disobedient?Lin Heng stood up obediently.

The next second he was stunned! ! !

Today he can't remember how many times he was frightened by Yan Fengqing, but this time it was even scarier.

Yan Fengqing, the future villain Mozun actually lay on his shoulders.

Nothing but horror!

"Big..." Before Lin Heng could say anything, he was interrupted coldly by Yan Fengqing.

"Shut up." Yan Fengqing was half a head taller than Lin Heng. He bent down and leaned limply in Lin Heng's arms, with burning hatred in his eyes.

"Hiss..." Lin Heng's arm was painfully pinched by Yan Fengqing, but he dared not speak or move.

As the other party pinched harder and harder, the pain surpassed the biting chill and occupied the high ground of reason.

"Brother... big brother, if you want to feel unhappy, just say it." Just don't pinch people, Lin Heng thought silently.

Yan Fengqing didn't speak, but his attacks became more and more ruthless.

"Brother, let me tell you a secret of mine."

"I'm not very strong."

Lin Heng wanted to cry but had no tears: "I'm afraid of pain!"

"Hmm..." Yan Fengqing's pained and forbeared voice came out, both pain and joy, and his shoulders couldn't help shaking.

"Huh?" Lin Heng was at a loss: "Elder Brother, don't cry."

I was the one being pinched, why are you crying?

"Can I pinch you?" Lin Heng encountered this situation for the first time, and he didn't know what to do.

After a while, Yan Fengqing raised his eyes, the eyes were filled with water vapor, the spots of water stains glowed softly, the bright red lips were slightly parted, and the pink mist stuck to the white neck.

The tips of his ears were bleeding red, and his peach blossom eyes were full of affection.

Lin Heng froze...

That's just...fucking.

Although he knew that the other party was a man, he didn't have any illusions, but if Leng Xiang didn't let him go, he would inevitably lose his composure.

"Form is emptiness, and emptiness is form..." Lin Heng closed his eyes and recited the mantra of purifying the heart, but his anger was unbearable.

After reading for a while, Lin Heng opened his eyes, and asked cautiously: "Eldest brother, why don't you let me go first."

"Wait a minute." Yan Fengqing's voice was unbelievably soft, and his eyes were unbelievably cold.

Lin Heng rubbed his pinched arm, then stood up obediently.

It didn't take long for him to feel that something was missing from his body...

Yang Qi?Essence?

Is this Yan Fengqing really a vixen?

The heat disappeared in his body little by little, and he couldn't help shivering. The low temperature of Siguoya was even more difficult for Lin Heng at this time.

"Ah Choo, Ah Choo..." Lin Heng sneezed several times, thinking that he had a complete cold.

He glanced sideways at Yan Fengqing who was lying on top of him.

"Brother, I have a secret to tell you."

Lin Heng sniffed and said, "I'm afraid of the cold, why don't you use someone else?"

The person lying on his shoulders finally moved, Yan Fengqing raised his head, the tingling pain in his meridians eased a lot, the moisture in his eyes dissipated, and he returned to his icy look.

"I'll call you in the future, so you have to come here." Yan Fengqing took out a small bell from his waist and threw it to Lin Heng.

The bell is made of transparent glass, and it feels slightly cold when held in the hand.

This kind of sound-transmitting bells is expensive, and Lin Heng put the bells in his arms.

How dare he not listen to the words of the villain.

"Eldest brother, don't worry, I'll be there whenever you pass." Lin Heng smiled flatteringly, and took out the ointment again and handed it to Yan Fengqing: "Eldest brother, let me rub the medicine on you."

The blood on Yan Fengqing's two arms had dried up, leaving only reddish-brown scars. The recovery ability of monks is very strong, and this kind of injury will not leave scars, but Lin Heng wanted to fight for the opportunity to express himself.

"No need." Yan Fengqing refused coldly. He hated this body and wished it would rot completely, but he couldn't die.

It's ridiculous.

"Okay then, rub it yourself." Lin Heng stuffed the ointment into Yan Fengqing's hand.

Yan Fengqing gave him a cold look, then turned and left, the white clothes disappeared into the cold wind, leaving only a white porcelain bottle in place.

Lin Heng curled his lips and picked up the ointment on the ground, thinking that this villain is really self-abuse, he likes to cut himself with a knife, and he refuses to use the medicine.

"Ah-choo—" Lin Heng sneezed again.

It was unbearably cold!

After trotting all the way back to the stone room, Lin Heng immediately got into the quilt.

After being sucked for two consecutive days, he felt that he was weak, and he couldn't warm his hands and feet no matter what. After falling asleep drowsily, he felt uncomfortable all over his body.

In a daze, he felt that someone was touching his forehead.

Jiang Moyun stood at the head of the bed, looking at Lin Heng worriedly: "Heng Heng, why do you have a fever?"

Although the temperature in Siguoya is low, how could everyone be monks be frozen to this extent.

"Hey, don't mention it, I was stalked by a vixen." Lin Heng said in a daze.

"I can't go on like this. I'll take you back to Xiaozhufeng, and I'll talk to Master." Jiang Moyun and Jiang Lin Heng hugged him horizontally.

"Senior brother three." Lin Heng looked at Jiang Moyun embarrassingly.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Moyun asked with concern.

"It's a shameful gesture."

"Are you still shy?"

"Ahem, as a man." Lin Heng had a fever, and his face was flushed, but the princess really couldn't accept him.

"Okay, I understand." Jiang Moyun put his arms around Lin Heng's waist with one arm, and lifted him up to put him on his shoulders.

Along the way, Lin Heng was like a sandbag, bumping so much that he almost spit out gall water.

Lin Heng burst into tears in his heart. He knew that he shouldn't care about the dignity of a man. The princess's hug is very good, at least it makes him feel alive.

"I'm a patient." Lin Heng looked at Jiang Moyun tearfully.

"It was you who said not to hug." Jiang Moyunlu pursed her lips and chuckled.

"Actually... a man must be able to bend and stretch." Lin Heng clasped his hands together and looked at Jiang Moyun pitifully.

"Oh." Jiang Moyun didn't intend to tease Lin Heng anymore, he put Lin Heng down, hugged him horizontally in his arms, and arrived at the room within a few steps.

I don't know what Jiang Moyun told Lin Huai. He agreed to go to Siguoya for a month, and he came back in just two days. Lin Huai didn't pursue it at that time, and the punishment was lightly exposed after all.

After four or five days of illness, Lin Heng finally recovered. The first thing he did when he was able to get out of bed was to go for a walk.

He was a social animal in his previous life, but he can finally be a salted fish in this life, so he has to enjoy it.

When I got to the foot of the mountain, I heard a group of people talking.

"Hey, who am I supposed to be? It turns out to be the elder brother." A man in Wan Jianzong's costume said with a sneer.

"Why don't you call him senior brother here? Who doesn't know that his cultivation base has been abolished, and it is impossible to reshape the golden core in this life." Another boy in bright purple laughed and said.

"I said he should have been expelled a long time ago, and Senior Brother Lu has the highest cultivation."

"It's still big brother, I'm bah!"

The so-called wall is pushed down by everyone, and people who usually treat Yan Fengqing with respect, are now starting to ridicule him.

And Yan Fengqing stood in the crowd without any expression, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.