After the full-level boss lifts the coffin [Quick Transmigration]

Mistakenly thinking that the other party didn't want to be caught by him as a warm treasure again, Wen Jiu let the fox girl jump away with her fluffy red tail, not even bothering to turn her head.

The wooden boat prepared by the Lord God was narrow and small, and with a pallet, it would be difficult for him to turn over. Considering that the clothes of a certain monk were always spotless, he kicked off his boots and kicked Xie Xuan who was sitting on the bow: "Change!" Bigger, can't lie down."

The basis for building a replica is data. With Xie Xuan's ability, changing the structure of the wooden boat is just a matter of typing a few lines of code.

So, within two seconds, Wen Jiu, who was in a wild pose, hung his arms in the air, and plunged into the soft pillow and brocade quilt.

The brocade curtain swayed, and a wine glass flew out of the cabin: "Xie Xuan!"

"It's here." The boat, which had grown several times, stopped on the shore and ran aground. Xie Xuan caught the wine glass with one hand, and put it in the river water with the other.

Strange to say, the boat actually started to move, even though it was only so soft that it couldn't lift any splash.

Unaware that the human beings on the boat could transcend their own existence, the small fish with condensed resentment chased after each other, circling around Xie Xuan's fingertips.

When Wen Jiu got up and walked out of the cabin, what he saw was this scene.

It's probably the same as looking at a beautiful woman under the lamp. When the moonlight shines, the stinky monk's appearance has doubled several times.

Still holding the sapphire pot in his arms, he sat down heavily beside Xie Xuan, scaring away the group of tofu-eating little guys: "Obviously I am the dragon."

What's the matter with chasing people?

Besides, he was a stinky monk who could recite scriptures.

Such a bit of annoyance and criticism is really not like what the original owner would do. Fortunately, there are no other players in Jiangmian, and Li Fan, who knows Mingyi best, doesn't know anything about personnel.

Consciously giving up a position, Xie Xuan patted his hair as usual: "Maybe it's because I smell like you."

Wen Jiu:?

"Did you forget?" Xie Xuan raised a string of water splashes, and shook his hand, "You just held it."

Wen Jiu: Nonsense!Obviously you moved first!Have you ever heard that monks do not tell lies?

But for the sake of eating tofu after all, he swallowed his rebuttal in a good temper, and took another sip from the spout: "Why do I think this wine is weird?"

It was very hot, and after a few mouthfuls, there was heat on the face.

Xie Xuan: "It's your fault for still drinking?"

"It's delicious," Wen Jiu said nonchalantly, with his feet up, "and what kind of wine can overwhelm a dragon?"

He has such a big one.

Taking a closer look at the jug in the young man's hand, Xie Xuan stated truthfully: "There is a ghost in it."

Very faint, it is extremely difficult for ordinary people to see.

"Oh," the white-haired boy squinted his eyes and lay down after sitting for only 2 minutes without any strength on his back. He found a place on Xie Xuan's lap as a pillow quite naturally, and smiled, "The fox ghost brought it. How clean can you expect.”

Everyone is a ghost, so don't blame anyone.

Raising his hand, he handed the jug in front of Xie Xuan: "Maybe you give it to me, Master?"

In order to match the original owner's long snow-colored hair that reaches down to his waist, the clothes Wen Jiu transformed into are all the wide-sleeved robes he wore in his early years, with the cuffs hanging down and piled up in one place. She has a shiny, jade-like arm.

Pretending not to hear the other party's teasing, he stretched out his hand and pulled up the boy's sleeve.

Wen Jiu couldn't hold back his joy, and wiped away the non-existent teardrops insincerely: "Hey, thank you Buddha, it's hard for you to follow me all the way."

I don't know what the group of old men who passed through the game thought, they would arrange the two of them who were diametrically opposed to each other together.

Xie Xuan nodded: "Yes."

Sometimes, it is really hard.

Now Wen Jiu was not happy anymore, he said the same thing was fine, but when he said it from the other party's mouth, the taste was completely different.

Not to mention that the other party looked quite serious.

Standing up suddenly, he wanted to push a certain monk into the river, but he forgot that he was also on the boat, and the boat shook when he didn't move much.

He clearly wanted to teach the other party a lesson, but when Xie Xuan was really likely to fall, Wen Jiu still grabbed him.

The strength is also a bit large.

Most of the monk's robes that were grabbed fell off, and the properly overlapping necklines became even more messy, and some skins that had not been seen for a long time could be seen clearly.

grunt.

Wen Jiu's Adam's apple twitched.

——It's so strange, although he controls his appearance, he doesn't focus on lust, let alone rush, let alone facing such a tough and smelly monk.

Shaking his head, Wen Jiu touched his forehead, it was cool, he didn't have a fever, and his mind was very clear, he didn't look like he was drunk at all.

But he just couldn't take his eyes off that little piece of skin.

I even want to take a bite at the junction of the shoulder and neck.

The shape is beautiful, and it is easy to drink when you look at it.

"Wen Benefactor?" Noticing that the other party seemed to be sneaking but looked at him openly and honestly, Xie Xuan turned around and pointed to the river mixed with wine, "Do you want me to jump down to relieve you?"

It's over.

It seems to move more beautifully.

Trying to look back, Wen Jiu flicked his sleeves and entered the cabin: "Sleep! Call me if something happens."

Slowly, the swaying wooden boat stopped shaking and stopped firmly in the middle of the river.

Painted Skin Ghost, who didn't see anything clearly, widened his eyes: "This is the end?!"

What a fart that fox girl is!Waste her feelings.

"Is the dragon so fast? Or is it that the ghost's qi is useless at all?" Fumbling around, he took out a small booklet and made a note, the scholar ghost muttered, and tugged at the sleeve of the painted skin ghost, "Okay, okay , let’s go back first, and we’ll come back when the ship docks.”

It was really discovered by the living ancestors that they were peeping, and they had to finish playing one or two of them.

As the only ghost who can fly into the sky on this trip, Luotoushi held his head that fell from a high altitude, and wanted to say that the situation on the ship was completely different from what you imagined, but he was afraid of arousing the interest of Painted Skin Ghost, so he could only hold back aggrievedly. Shut up.

In fact, Luo Tou's choice was really right. If you look at it further, let alone Painted Skin Ghost, none of them can leave.

The moon was in the middle of the sky, but Wen Jiu kept his eyes open in the cabin. He felt at this moment, as if he had bought a table of delicious barbecue hot pot before going to sleep. Even if he was not hungry, he had to take a bite to feel comfortable.

Like a thief, he touched the side of the cabin, tiptoed, his body was as light as a swallow, and he opened a gap in the curtain, and sure enough, he saw a certain monk who was meditating with his eyes closed.

Tsk, the clothes are pulled up again.

However, he didn't seem to be within the warning range of the other party's concentration. After three seconds, Wen Jiu had already changed from tiptoeing to swaggering.

Lifting up the hem of his clothes, he squatted beside Xie Xuan, staring at his smooth side face for a long time, and suddenly remembered something he hadn't finished in the evening.

By accident, Wen Jiu gave up the idea of ​​taking off the other party's clothes again, leaned over, and got closer to the lips that were always slightly pursed when he was not smiling.

It's hot.

very soft.

It's a bit thin and difficult to bite.

Before the two pointed canine teeth of the white-haired boy really closed, the Buddha who was molested suddenly "woke up".

With a heavy voice, he called: "Wen Jiu."

Wen Jiu fell a buttock.

Even though he wanted to explain confidently, you are my system, what's the matter with the touch, and we didn't bite, and we slept together when we were cats...

But he had never seen Xie Xuan's eyes like this.

It was full of aggressiveness, but it also brought some complexity and depth. It was completely different from the calmness and peace in the daytime. It was like a vortex that could draw people into it, but he still couldn't see through it at all.

Who made their fate become more and more entangled.

This was one of the reasons why Wen Jiu liked to provoke Xie Xuan the most in the later stage, but now it inexplicably made his calf cramp after squatting for too long.

Fortunately, Mr. Fozi, who had quick eyes and quick hands, caught him in time, and his expression returned to normal: "Slow down."

Wen Jiu, who was half leaning in Xie Xuan's arms, felt a little ashamed.

In this way, wouldn't it expose the truth that he only knows how to talk on paper?

But before he could open his mouth to find something to mend, the man's hand passed over his shoeless ankle, slid in along the loose trouser leg, went up, and gently pinched the hopping calf: " Cramp?"

As I said earlier, Xie Xuan had practiced martial arts, and although he was a disciple of the Buddha, his hands had thin calluses. Now that Wen Jiu's newly grown body was touched by the opponent, he immediately trembled uncontrollably.

"Snapped."

Wen Jiu slammed the opponent down.

It is so powerful that the sound can be heard through clothing.

They were very close to each other, Xie Xuan vaguely sensed something, but still knowingly asked: "Does it hurt?"

Wen Jiu shook his head, what he said sounded irrelevant at first glance, and he gritted his teeth a bit: "...I think I lack a fox fur scarf."

All kinds of details flooded into my mind, and I couldn't figure out what good deeds the fox girl had done and what kind of evil spirit he was.

No matter how sensitive a person is, they won't...

There was no tremor in his voice. He thought he was hiding it well, but he didn't know that the faint crimson color had spread from the ears to his whole body, and the back of his neck was red, like a cooked shrimp.

As soon as Xie Xuan lowered his head, he looked straight at him.

But Wen Jiu, with his teeth and claws on his lips, would definitely refuse to do that kind of thing in front of his face.

Seeing that the boy's ears were red and he wanted to jump into the river, Xie Xuan pinched his straight but fleshy calf again, and successfully dragged him back.

"There's wine in the river too." Seriously looking for an excuse, he coaxed in a gentle voice, "You're shaking so badly... Shall I help you?"

Wen Jiu bickered reflexively: "You will?"

Because of the change of posture just now, he turned his back completely to Xie Xuan at the moment, he couldn't see the other's expression, but he could feel the unhurried heartbeat in the other's chest.

So he was very relaxed, except that he was a little bit uncomfortable: Look, what he said, Xie Xuan is a Buddha...

"Wen Jiu."

The hotter breath than usual brushed against his ears, the young man itched to turn his head, but was stopped by the man's hand that gradually climbed over the bend of his leg, and he could only catch a glimpse from the corner of his eye, the tip of the other's nose was taller than ordinary people.

The private mode that was about to come out was blocked by the man's empty hand. It was only a second behind, and Wen Jiu could no longer concentrate.

In other words, he could no longer concentrate on things other than Xie Xuan and himself.

Ten fingers tightened the monk's robe hanging down at hand, the young man instinctively raised his snow-white neck, his waistline bent into a perfect semi-arc, trying to escape, but was held down slowly.

Cha Cha was stuck in the boundary of nowhere, and the physiological golden beans slowly slipped down. With tears in his eyes, he heard Xie Xuan pause every word:

"Wen Jiu..."

"You always seem to forget that I am also a man."

The author has something to say:

A real man can lie even in his heartbeat [x]

233, hit the beloved fox girl on the public screen.

There is also a little ending in the next chapter, followed by the new world.

Comparing hearts every day.

Volume 4 Quad Kill: ABO