My beauty makes the male lead addicted [Quick Transmigration]

Cheng Xu wished he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in, but he wanted to take Han Mou to practice Taoism and ascend, and there was nowhere to escape even if he wanted to.

"The mantra is fixed and cannot be changed. I just want to share luck with you so that I can help you improve your cultivation in the future."

He spoke against his will, and the joke in Han Mo's eyes was even worse: "It is said in the book that there are many variants of the heart-linking mantra, and the mantra can be modified arbitrarily, without sticking to one pattern. Meng Xianjun just wanted to use 'knotting', what is his intention?"

Cheng Xu blushed, and said nonsense: "This is the easiest."

"Meng Xianjun, who has boundless magic power, would be afraid of this little trouble. He would rather marry me than write two more spells?" Han Mo said that Cheng Xu had nowhere to defend, and his smile became more and more obvious, "Since there is already Thoughts, why hide it from me, causing me to think about it day and night, tossing and turning."

"Don't be sentimental..."

Han Mo put down the book and pulled Cheng Xu into his arms: "You are so powerful that ordinary people can't get close to you. If you really resist, why do you pamper me on the day of the moon sacrifice?"

Cheng Xu kept struggling, but he didn't want to hurt him with spells. With his thin body, he couldn't break free from Han Mou's embrace no matter what.

Unspeakable selfishness grew wildly in his chest.

It will take thousands of years to cultivate Taoism and ascend, and I am here to spend time with him, making a happy pair of mandarin ducks, who will pursue it?

The one he loves is right in front of him, why does he have to refuse again and again, why does he have to wait?

But the way of heaven hangs above the head, and the laws of the world will not allow Han Moo to delay his ascension.

No one in the cultivation world has become a god for thousands of years, and Han Suo was born destined to become the first god in this world.

"Although there are no precepts in cultivating immortals, it is impossible for a person who can't achieve no desires and desires to soar. You have not lost your mortal heart, and I can accompany you to indulge once or twice, but in the next hundreds or thousands of years, you still have to cut off greed. want."

After hearing these words, Han Mo didn't understand what Cheng Xu was worried about.

"Being controlled by the established fate, unable to stay with the one you love, even if you live for thousands of years, ascend to become a god, and overlook all living beings, what's the point?"

Cheng Xu answered irrelevantly: "I can accompany you until you get bored... As long as you promise me, after you get bored with me, you will concentrate on cultivating the Tao and stop thinking about it..."

Han Mo's heart was twisted like a knife, and he kissed Cheng Xu's lips fiercely, wishing to devour him into his stomach.

Then he laughed softly, the only innocence remaining in his eyes was submerged by hostility again, Cheng Xu closed his eyes, not noticing the change in him.

Cheng Xu only heard him laughing in a low voice: "The Immortal Monarch has boundless mana and a long lifespan. I am a mortal, so am I humiliating you? Or is it that the Immortal Monarch is also lonely and bored, longing for ordinary people to pick it up?"

"Don't worry, I will practice hard and never let you down."

Afterwards, the more he said, the more out of tune he became.

Cheng Xu sticks out the tip of his tongue and covers his cheek with his hand, wishing that Han Mo's dexterous mouth would say less embarrassing things.His initiative made Han Mo's heart suddenly cold.

"Who was there before me?"

"What?" Cheng Xu had difficulty breathing, and had no idea what he was asking.

"Who else touched you before you met me?"

Cheng Xu was extremely wronged: "Only you, you don't even remember, who should I reason with? Don't go too far..."

For thousands of years, no one has seen the depraved side of Xianjun.

But Han Mo wanted to pluck this flower that only grows in the clouds, until the petals are as white as fat and ripe, then crush and grind them, and tear them wantonly, leaving a cold and greasy hand.

Han Mo's heart was filled with overwhelming pleasure and pity.

Two hours later, Cheng Xu doubted his life.

Once the body that has been alone for thousands of years is indulged, it will be fatal, and it will not be controlled by one's own reason at all.

Now Xianjun's face is completely gone, part of it is broken on the bed, and the other part is pinched in Han Mo's hand and just washed off.

"I know you're afraid it's all fake."

"Don't be afraid, even if it's fake, I can make it real. No one can stop us..."

Han Mo uttered a few incomprehensible words like a dream, and fell asleep holding him.

[868: Host, I have completely lost contact with the main god these two days, I don't know if something happened there. 】

【Cheng Xu: Then can I go back? 】

[868: The transmission channel is running normally, there is no problem going back, only the main god is missing. 】

[Cheng Xu: Got it, don't worry, just wait and see. 】

868 felt that the host seemed a little too calm, but Cheng Xu rarely panicked, so he didn't think too much about it.

It is unbelievable that the emperor of the world will fall down, give up his fine clothes and food, and stay by Cheng Xu's side all day long.

The major factions in the cultivation world are constantly killing each other, and the cold and withdrawn Meng Xianjun has never participated in it. He has no desires and desires, but his cultivation has surpassed everyone in the cultivation world, and he is only one step away from ascension.

There are many people staring at him openly and secretly.

And at the moment when he was about to soar, he accepted the emperor of the world as his apprentice.

Although the emperor has the deepest connection with the secular world, it is difficult for him to go far on the way of cultivating immortals, but he also has the admiration of thousands of people in the secular world. Suitable cauldron.

Everyone believed that Cheng Xu took Han Mou as his disciple in order to refine him into a cauldron, absorb Han Moo's cultivation at the last moment when he was about to ascend, and become an immortal in one fell swoop.

The Immortal Venerable holds the supreme power in the cultivation world, but if someone ascends before him, the position of the supremacy in the cultivation world is nothing but a joke.

Xianzun couldn't sit still.

Ordinarily, cultivation should be the cleanest, but Cheng Xu has been so tossed these days that he doesn't even have the strength to go out to pick wild fruits. He is either doing unorthodox double cultivation every day, or taking the time between double cultivation to rest quickly.

Cheng Xu and Han Suo's double cultivation didn't know that the sun and the moon will change, and 868 has been in privacy mode for several days.

So much so that after Xianzun took all the experts in the world of cultivating immortals to Cheng Xu's territory, 868 had no signal and failed to remind in time.

Outside the illusion of the cave, the cliffs and valleys are like sharp blades reflecting the light golden morning light.The cranes are like clouds, galloping on the wind.

When all the experts in the cultivation world came to trouble Cheng Xu, the two of them were sleeping soundly.Cheng Xu lazily opened his eyes. Immediately after the territory was invaded, he sensed the arrival of other people, and couldn't help cursing secretly.

The Immortal Venerable didn't cultivate well, and always wanted to pull others down. Could it be that if Cheng Xu became weaker, he would be able to ascend to the Dao?

Cheng Xu simply made a protective barrier, like an upside-down glass cup, firmly protecting Han Mo inside.He didn't wake up Han Mou, and he came and went alone as usual, never thinking of letting others bear the burden for him.If Han Mou is not awakened by the movement outside, he intends to pretend nothing happened and don't need to worry Han Moo.

Everyone in the cultivation world is not old-fashioned, and Xianzun, who is dozens of years older than Cheng Xu, looks like a young man. He even smiles with a bit of innocence, but he is in a high position, and his heart has been torn by greed all year round. The vicissitudes of life in his eyes I can't hide it.

Coming here with a group of powerful people who have already broken through the tribulation, it is natural to find a legitimate name to settle accounts.

Cheng Xu asked calmly, "What does the Immortal interrupt other people's cultivation early in the morning, what does it mean?"

"Meng Yunyu, you coaxed mortals to be your cauldron, aren't you afraid of retribution?"

Cheng Xu was stunned for a moment when he heard the word cauldron, and then reacted: "You said I used Han Mo as the cauldron?"

As if hearing some joke, the usually unsmiling Xianjun's lips curled up, making the hearts of all the powerful people miss a beat.

The Immortal Venerable gritted his teeth, a ray of purple-red spiritual power rose from his palm, turned into animal claws, and rushed towards Cheng Xu.

"The world of comprehension can't tolerate a crazy person like you!"

Cheng Xu was unmoved, and stood there as if he hadn't seen his attack. He only widened his eyes suddenly when Purple Claw approached, and immediately neutralized the spiritual power of the Immortal Venerable.

The original owner has a disorganized and arrogant personality, and he doesn't bother to refute when he is slandered by others. He only cares about his own way, so the rumors are raging, and he never takes the initiative to clarify.

It was impossible for Cheng Xu to suffer from his words.

"Who do you think is crazy? For hundreds of years, you have been chasing me like a mad dog, as if my mana is weaker, and you can beat me."

At this time, the wooden door opened with a creak, and Han Suo, who was still asleep just now, woke up at some point. Facing a crowd of immortals riding cranes or riding clouds and fog, as a person who has not officially started practicing, he was not even a little afraid .

"Yun Yu, why didn't you ask me to watch such a big battle?"

Cheng Xu: "???"

Yesterday he was called Xianjun, or even Master, but today he is called so affectionately, and in front of so many people.

A little shy.

Everyone in the cultivation world: "???"

They were taken aback when they saw Han Mou, and soon noticed that Han Mou and Cheng Xu had the same heart-linking curse on their arms.

The spell of sharing luck is completely different from the relationship in which one party is refined into a cauldron and loses consciousness of autonomy like a slave.It is impossible for Cheng Xu to form a heart-linking spell with others easily. As the stronger party, when he uses the heart-linking spell, he can only pass on his cultivation to Han Mo unilaterally.

He is an immortal who is about to break through and ascend, a genius rarely seen in the cultivation world for ten thousand years. No matter how many people want to seduce him and become a Taoist partner, they can't succeed. How could he cast the heart spell on a person who has not yet entered the Tao? of mortals?

The leader Xianzun was also a little dazed when he saw Han Mo.

Even if Cheng Xu didn't intend to refine him into a cauldron, the emperor who was born with the admiration of all living beings would be the best material for a cauldron.

If you use it for your own use, you can break through another level of cultivation.

His mind was about to move, and he completely regarded Han Mo as an object.

"Your Majesty has just stepped into the realm of comprehension, so he probably doesn't understand the dangers of the realm of comprehension. Meng Xianjun has always been stubborn and disobedient to discipline. He kept you by his side in order to plunder your soul and drain your cultivation one day so that he can help himself. Ascension. We're here to protect you."

Cheng Xu raised his eyebrows.

Even if the immortal is hundreds or thousands of years older than Han Mo, he wouldn't treat Han Mo like a child like this, would he?

It seems that Han Suo is not the clingy little emperor who is pestering him and wants to fly with him, but the son of a good family he abducted to occupy.

Cheng Xu glanced at Han Mou indifferently, and didn't make any excuses. He knew that Han Mou had his own considerations. If he was so stupid that he would rather trust a group of strangers who appeared suddenly than himself who got along day and night, he would...

It seems that there is nothing to do.

If Han Mo believed in the Immortal Venerable, he could only find a way to save Han Mo's IQ.