After dressing up as a demon

Seeing Jiang Yundu flying towards him, Shen Cang said: "After entering, no matter what the situation is, the priority is to go through the eye of the storm."

The eye of the storm is the collective name for the dangerous area at the entrance of Wuwenyuan, where the qi is chaotic and dangerous everywhere.

According to his previous knowledge, the exit from the eye of the storm was randomly located in three places, and it could not be ruled out that they were too unlucky and it would take more time.

Leave the eye of the storm as soon as possible to avoid the side effects of the Fengqing Pill.

After saying that, he raised his hand to take the jade slip that was heading straight to the door.

Seeing that Jiang Yundu didn't intend to introduce, he sank into his consciousness and saw that there was a simple map of Wuwenyuan in the jade slip, and he had made a lot of notes at the entrance, obviously for them.

It's a pity that the route on the map doesn't have accurate data, and it can't be time-consuming to estimate from the distance. The notes are just landmark locations in the stellar energy, and the function is more to prevent them from getting lost.

Of course, having a map in hand is better than knowing nothing.

Shen Cang put away the jade slip after reading it, and finally confirmed: "Have you taken the elixir?"

Jiang Yundu's voice was cold: "Yes."

Shen Cang didn't know his identity, and Jiang Yeqing shouldn't have the spiritual consciousness above the void, so he couldn't explain it, so it was just right to cover it with pills.

Shen Cang had already looked away, and when he heard the affirmative answer, he didn't ask further: "Let's go."

The sharp sword shadow sank into the vortex while speaking.

Shen Cang never looked back.

Jiang Yundu's hand behind his back unintentionally twisted the silver rope on his wrist, his expression became colder, and he stabbed at the vortex in an instant, flying in front of Shen Cang.

Seeing the back in front of him, Shen Cang turned to the panel.

Collecting five volumes of "All Things Lives", the recovery speed of internal power has increased by 500%, and at this time, everything can be used to its full potential.

He didn't care that Jiang Yundu was leading the way.

Daoist Lingji said that one hour is more than enough, that is, on the premise that they are going all out, because they need to save part of their spiritual power to deal with the irregular fierce wind, the current speed is just right, and with the distance extended, it is more flexible to dodge, whoever goes forward It doesn't matter who comes after.

Not long after, the wind in front of him suddenly turned into a tornado, rushing towards Jiang Yundu with a howling sound!

Seeing this, Shen Cang turned his sword and walked around.

Feng Qingdan made him act more rationally.

With Jiang Yundu's strength, he doesn't need his help, and it will only be a matter of time before he catches up afterwards.

If he stopped now, Jiang Yundu might get out of trouble early, but in fact, he would slow down the journey and prolong the arrival time.

He needs to leave in two hours and get the antidote.

What's more, he had explained it before leaving.

Jiang Yundu will understand.

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In a blink of an eye, seeing Shen Cang's figure passing by quickly without turning his head, and disappearing in a few flashes, Jiang Yundu's face darkened, and his hands that made the trick quickly retracted.

In an instant, the dazzling lightning and thunder cracked the stone and pierced the clouds, pouring fiercely into the long sword, and it exploded in the next instant!

The lightning was overwhelming, and the sound of explosions lasted for a long time!

The tornado also flew quietly under this blow.

Jiang Yundu, who was wearing an aura mask, crossed the distance from the gap in the wind, flying like lightning!

Not long after, Shen Cang only felt a strong wind blowing beside him, and when he raised his head again, the afterimage of Jiang Yundu in front of him was slowly disappearing.

Want to speed up?

Shen Cang closed his eyes for a moment, and followed.

After he left, Jiang Yundu had a private chat with Lingji Daoist, so he might know the inside story.

After more than an hour, he saw Jiang Yundu slowly slowing down.

Shen Cang didn't think deeply yet.

Jiang Yundu's figure stabilized amidst the chaotic atmosphere in the sky.

The tip of the sword under his feet turned slowly, facing Shen Cang.

Shen Cang flew past him, and immediately heard the sound of breaking wind approaching behind him.

Jiang Yundu has already moved behind Shen Cang.

His footsteps stepped on the blade, and there was a metallic pause.

"Shen Cang."

Shen Cang said: "Huh?"

Two people ride together, the speed of slowing down is limited, but Gangfeng's attack is more concentrated, and the consumption of spiritual power increases, which is not conducive to a good cycle.

"you--"

He was about to persuade Jiang Yundu to go back.

A hand suddenly passed over his right shoulder, from behind to the side of his neck, his fingertips brushed against his Adam's apple, and stroked his left side of his face.

The scorching breath immediately imprinted on the back of the neck, slightly rapid, mixed with instinctive restraint.

Jiang Yundu pulled Shen Cang's face back with force, leaned over slightly, kissed the corner of his lips, kissed the thin lips, and interrupted his unfinished words.

Shen Cang raised his hand to clasp Jiang Yundu's wrist. In the next second, his hand was empty, and the afterimage on his palm gradually dissipated.

Jiang Yundu came in front of him, the only lust left in his eyes was flowing in his eyes.

Shen Cang looked at him indifferently.

Love attack.

The timing was very unfortunate.

But time is still ticking.

Shen Cang took Jiang Yundu into his arms, propped up his shield to block the wind, paused the flying sword, and raised his palm to press on his dantian.

This particular situation was unexpected and unfavorable to the situation and must be resolved immediately.

But suddenly.

A strange force in Jiang Yundu's body covered his whole body, shaking his spiritual power away.

This force protects the master instinctively, Shen Cang tried several times, but it was all in vain.

However, Jiang Yundu's hand took advantage of the gaps in his attempts several times, inserted into the skirt of his clothes several times, brushed his slightly cool fingertips, and rubbed downward.

Shen Cang looked at the countdown on the panel.

There's less than an hour left.

Having already lost half of its combat power, it seemed that time was pressing and there was no delay.

In addition, he shouldn't have given the deposit seal to Jiang Yundu before he got the reincarnation disk.

Shen Cang thought about it, pulled out Jiang Yundu's hand, pressed it back on his chest, then probed into the jade slip to check the map with his spiritual sense, discerned the direction, and continued to fly over in the wind.

Jiang Yundu was not bothered by the strong wind, and he didn't need to be distracted by Yujian. The spiritual power in his body was only useful for one thing.

He easily broke free from Shen Cang's grip, and took a step closer, close enough for his breathing to be entangled, and the sword energy flashed past before his finger.

Shen Cang's girdle quietly slipped off.

The unfixed robe was scattered and wide open. He glanced over it with lowered eyes, and turned his fingers lightly, and a circle of spiritual power chains wrapped around Jiang Yundu's wrist.

Jiang Yundu paused, his spiritual power followed his instinct, and burst out suddenly!

The chain was broken instantly.

Shen Cang was unprepared for him and blocked in time, but the long sword still swung heavily!

Stellar Qi hits every corner, squeezes and chops from all directions!

Shen Cang pressed Jiang Yundu's waist, turned around and fought a few swords, and escaped from this little episode without any danger.

It's just that the rhythm is undoubtedly disrupted.

He looked at Jiang Yundu again.

Let Jiang Yundu mess around like this, and his safety is very problematic.

But if a part of spiritual power is deliberately drawn out just for defense, the efficiency is too low.

More than half of the time, he has not seen the shadow of the end point, he needs a more convenient method.

At this time, Jiang Yundu's lips were unhindered, and he kissed him close to the temple. The breath when he spoke was the burning passion that would never be mixed with it when he was awake, but his tone was still giving orders.

"help me."

Hearing this, Shen Cang's hand on the back of his neck paused slightly before his thumb pressed against his chin, pushing him away a little.

There was a slight frown between Jiang Yundu's brows.

Shen Cang looked at him in a blink of an eye, his thumb brushed upwards along the line of his jaw, and stopped at the bottom of his cold and dissatisfied eyes.

Indifferent eyes and passionate eyes look at each other.

moment.

Shen Cang pressed Jiang Yundu's shoulder with one hand, and with a little force, he turned his back, and then clasped him in his arms, so as not to keep his hands in trouble.

Jiang Yundu hasn't broken free yet——

"How do you want me to help you?" The deep voice rang in the ear, the thin lips inadvertently rubbed against the auricle, the breath brushed past, there was a strange itching, and it was easy to soothe the poisonous restlessness.

The dissatisfaction in Jiang Yundu's eyes slowly faded, and an involuntary fire of desire rose again.

Shen Cang pointed and swayed slightly.

Lingli took off Jiang Yundu's robe.

The robe fell to the sword body from bottom to top, rustling softly.

Jiang Yundu pressed the back of Shen Cang's hand.

Shen Cang tightly trapped the person in his arms, and didn't let him turn around as he wished. His palms slid along the folds of the fabric, and he pulled the tie silently.

But he turned his eyes to the front of him, and Feijian chased the clouds and electricity in Jiang Yundu's brief calm, and he never let go of the hand that made the trick.

palm.

The snow-white underclothes were loose, with a faint jade-like, cold flesh color.

The chest covered with tight muscles rose and fell slightly, unable to conceal the rush of heat in his heart.

Shen Cang's hand rubbed against the heat to relieve his emotion.

The light in Jiang Yundu's eyes gradually dimmed, and he closed his eyes and leaned on Shen Cang's shoulder and neck, but only for a moment, spiritual power surged around him again.

Love poison is not satisfied with the relief of nowhere.

Shen Cang glanced at him again, and finally reached out with his left hand——

Solving Jiang Yundu's troubles is the only feasible way at present, otherwise he will keep pestering him endlessly and there will be no accidents.

Trapped here, at least two months will be wasted, and at worst, the seven souls will be damaged.

No matter which one, Shen Cang does not intend to experience it at the moment.

What's more, the antidote is in Jiang Yundu's hands, and the love poison on his body will not last for two months anyway.

Instead of letting nature take its course and resigning to fate, it is better to be self-reliant, and it is possible to have the best of both worlds.

how to choose.

Shen Cang did not hesitate.

A little while later, Jiang Yundu's pressure on the back of Shen Cang's hand suddenly tightened.

The intense desire in his dantian dissipated for a moment, and his chaotic eyes regained a moment of clarity.

Sensing the unstoppable strangeness, his complexion did not change, and the murderous intent in his eyes was already in front of his fingers.

But when he saw Feng Qing's side face right in front of him, Jiang Yundu froze slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Shen Cang!"

Shen Cang concentrated on Yujian, and when he heard his voice, he didn't take it seriously, and only paid a little attention.

Focusing on the next moment, Jiang Yundu's breath suddenly became a little flustered.

His Adam's apple rolled, and his five fingers tightened again and again, before he frowned heavily, and made a tactic to activate his spiritual power.

However, the spiritual power was barely functioning, and the moment of clarity quickly faded, buried deep in the chaos.

Noticing the fluctuation of spiritual power, Shen Cang turned his face to look at him, seeing that the poison of love had not been cured, he looked away again.

Time passed by, and finally approached the first entrance on the map. Shen Cang no longer held back his hands, and galloped away.

Maybe their bad luck has come to an end.

A random entrance appears not far away.

Shen Cang went straight through the vortex, his eyes went dark for two seconds, and he flew to the ground with Jiang Yundu.

He looked at the panel.

There are 17 minutes left in the countdown, which is indeed more than enough if nothing unexpected happens.

Outside the panel, there are mountains and mountains all around, and only the valley where they are located is flat.

Like the exit from the eye of the storm, the actual location to enter the secret realm is teleported randomly, not fixed.

Shen Cang didn't try to distinguish the exact location.

The combat system didn't remind me, and the map didn't have any red dots approaching, so it was pretty safe.

He let go, and let Jiang Yundu turn around and bury his head in his neck. He raised his palm and pressed it in front of him. The power of his palm poured into Jiang Yundu's dantian continuously.

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a long time.

Jiang Yundu opened his eyes.

The memory in the eye of the storm rolled back wildly, and he was extremely rare in color, with clouds all over his face.

He took a step back from Shen Cang's arms, and when he turned around, he was neatly dressed, and just looking at his back was enough to make Feng Huan kneel and smash eight floor tiles.

But before Jiang Yundu could move forward, his wrist was grabbed again.

The jade beads in his palm didn't have time to cry out, and all of them exploded immediately.

Jiang Yundu looked back with deep eyes.

Facing Shen Cang's still emotionless eyes.

"The antidote." Shen Cang said.

Even if he loses all his emotions and desires, his tone still comes from his nature as a matter of course.