After the good boy went crazy
Chapter 15 Torturing Each Other
But the Huan Ji at this time is by no means Han Yan's opponent.
Not to mention, Han Yan is no longer the Han Yan who gave in to the phantom sacrifice in every possible way in the past.
"No... cold flame... no..."
Huan Ji was really panicked.
But he couldn't shake the cold flame at all.
Han Yan stared at Huan Ji below him, brushed the hair from Huan Ji's forehead lightly with his fingers, then lowered his head.
Huan Ji is still struggling.
But when Hanyan touched him, Huanji's fingers trembled slightly as if he had been scalded by something.But this can't offset the resistance of the phantom sacrifice.
"Han Yan! You bastard, let me go, you bastard!"
Han Yan raised his head.
The deep and calm eyes are the complete opposite of Huan Ji's panic.
Huan Ji's face was extremely ugly.
He gritted his teeth and remained silent for a long time, and then whispered: "If you want... I, I can come." Han Yan has done this before, and he seems to like this kind of intimate process very much.
But always rejected by phantom festival.
Although he didn't know why Han Yan was so keen on it, but at this moment he couldn't care less about anything else.
Han Yan said indifferently: "Why are you here? Every time it takes less than half an hour, what's the difference between coming and not coming?"
Huan Ji was slightly taken aback.
A trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, as if he was saying, isn't this right?
Although Huan Ji is the god of desire, he actually doesn't know much about it.Although he and Han Yan have reincarnated for thousands of lives, they only do that once in each life.
Sometimes it may not be done even once.
The longest time was after two or three lifetimes, and it was the night of the bridal chamber.
"Besides, do you really think I want you on top?"
Accompanied by these words, a cold force gradually surrounded the soul of Huan Ji, ready to invade at any time.
Huan Ji's thin lips trembled.
Because Huan Ji's godhead has been penetrated countless times by the power of cold flames, he was very frightened when he felt this familiar yet unfamiliar dangerous power.
There is no obstacle for the cold flame to invade.
Huan Ji let out a low growl.
His fingers clenched Han Yan's shoulder tightly, and tears also overflowed.
But this is just a prelude.
Later, Huan Ji found that Han Yan had clasped his waist at some point, and then stared at him fixedly.
Huan Ji was a little uneasy.
Before he could ask, he was turned over by Han Yan.
"What are you going to do?! Let go, let me go!" Huan Ji was flustered, he seemed to understand what Han Yan was going to do, and his face was extremely embarrassing.
"It's fine if you have a good relationship, no—"
Huan Ji couldn't say the latter words, because the pain immediately penetrated Huan Ji.
The phantom sacrifice shivered.
He didn't understand why Han Yan used the method of dual cultivation of creatures from the lower realms. Huan Ji, who had the memory of the Chaos God's memory of the lower realms, had never used this method of dual cultivation with Han Yan.
He basically uses divine communication.
That is to say, the spirit and soul blended for a while, and then left.
This is God's way of intercourse.
But now this method broke Huan Ji's understanding of this kind of thing, he was a little flustered and wanted to dodge, but was held down by Han Yan's irresistible coldness.
When Huan Ji woke up again, the surroundings were completely white, and Han Yan didn't know where to go.
But this made Huan Ji heave a sigh of relief.
He didn't know how much time had passed by now.At first, Huan Ji thought that Han Yan was the same as him for half an hour, but he never imagined that Han Yan hadn't let go of him.
This made Huan Ji gradually feel panic.
At the beginning, Huan Ji still threatened Han Yan in a low voice, and he kept murmuring: "I will kill you, I will definitely kill you, bastard, bastard..."
Then... Huan Ji regretted it.
Thinking of everything that happened afterwards, Huan Ji's face suddenly became very pale.
He suddenly clenched his fist and slammed it hard on the snow.The golden blood slowly overflowed from the phalanx, but Huan Ji didn't seem to be able to feel it.
At this time, Huan Ji suddenly felt something.
He barely looked up.
Then he found that Han Yan was standing not far in front of him, and he didn't know how long he had been standing there.
Huan Ji's divine body instinctively trembled.
But soon he calmed down, and Huan Ji said to Han Yan in a suppressed voice: "Han Yan, aren't you afraid of God's punishment? In terms of identity, I am still your master."
"Really?" Han Yan said unhurriedly.
Huan Ji's fingers snapped.
He suddenly remembered that he had become a Taoist couple with Han Yan, so the master-student relationship was naturally insignificant.
Huan Ji suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
"You...what else do you want? You have already got what you deserve. How long do you want to torture me?"
Hanyan didn't speak.
Because of the serious injury, Huan Ji coughed several times.
Finally, he fell back into the snow, and then the divine body slowly curled up.
Time passed slowly.
Huan Ji didn't know what Han Yan was thinking.
He always looked at the burning fire quietly, and the dancing flames were reflected in the cold eyes of Han Yan, which made Huan Ji feel a sense of unreasonable fear.
Fortunately, these are illusions of the phantom festival.
Han Yan didn't do anything to him, nor tortured Huan Ji's godhead.
On this day, Huanji was looking at the falling snowflakes.
Because of the weakness of the divine body, Huan Ji could only lean on the rock behind him.But even though he was looking at Xue, it could be seen from his eyes that he was distracted.
At this time, Huan Bing was playing with the snow.
After that day, Han Yan also locked the magic ice that turned into a stone sword here.
And because the phantom ice was transformed from the source of the phantom sacrifice, it was locked in the temple to be nourished by divine power, and it didn't take long for the phantom ice to re-form.
Although his divine power is unstable, he will always fall, but he is still alive after all.
Later, Han Yan also saw it.
But he didn't care about Huan Bing, which made Huan Ji slightly relieved.
"Wow!" Huan Bing was biting a branch at that time, and while biting, he suddenly lost his footing and fell.Huan Bing tilted his head, then turned over and continued to bite the branch.
Huanbing is very good at entertaining himself.
Because apart from Brother Xuan Bing and Brother Shu Bing, the other brothers rarely play with Huan Bing, so Huan Bing has developed the habit of playing with himself.
Suddenly, the tips of Huan Bing's ears moved.
It seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly buried its head in the snow!
Might still feel a little uneasy.
Finally, the two short legs that were exposed outside kicked hard, and successfully buried the whole body in the snow.
When Huan Ji saw Huan Bing's performance, he understood something.
He lifted his head stiffly.
Sure enough, it was Hanyan who came.
This time it was not only Huan Bing, Huan Ji, who was the owner of Huan Bing, unconsciously tightened his fingers.
Han Yan looked at Huan Ji.
The surroundings froze for a while.
Just when Huan Ji endured his body stiffness and wanted to speak, he suddenly fell into Han Yan's hands.This sudden movement instantly aroused Huan Ji's fear.
"what are you going to do?!"
Huan Bing heard the slightly panicked voice of the master.
It immediately got out of the snow again, and anxiously wanted to follow up to protect its master, but before it could fly over, it was instantly blown away by a divine force.
Not to mention, Han Yan is no longer the Han Yan who gave in to the phantom sacrifice in every possible way in the past.
"No... cold flame... no..."
Huan Ji was really panicked.
But he couldn't shake the cold flame at all.
Han Yan stared at Huan Ji below him, brushed the hair from Huan Ji's forehead lightly with his fingers, then lowered his head.
Huan Ji is still struggling.
But when Hanyan touched him, Huanji's fingers trembled slightly as if he had been scalded by something.But this can't offset the resistance of the phantom sacrifice.
"Han Yan! You bastard, let me go, you bastard!"
Han Yan raised his head.
The deep and calm eyes are the complete opposite of Huan Ji's panic.
Huan Ji's face was extremely ugly.
He gritted his teeth and remained silent for a long time, and then whispered: "If you want... I, I can come." Han Yan has done this before, and he seems to like this kind of intimate process very much.
But always rejected by phantom festival.
Although he didn't know why Han Yan was so keen on it, but at this moment he couldn't care less about anything else.
Han Yan said indifferently: "Why are you here? Every time it takes less than half an hour, what's the difference between coming and not coming?"
Huan Ji was slightly taken aback.
A trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, as if he was saying, isn't this right?
Although Huan Ji is the god of desire, he actually doesn't know much about it.Although he and Han Yan have reincarnated for thousands of lives, they only do that once in each life.
Sometimes it may not be done even once.
The longest time was after two or three lifetimes, and it was the night of the bridal chamber.
"Besides, do you really think I want you on top?"
Accompanied by these words, a cold force gradually surrounded the soul of Huan Ji, ready to invade at any time.
Huan Ji's thin lips trembled.
Because Huan Ji's godhead has been penetrated countless times by the power of cold flames, he was very frightened when he felt this familiar yet unfamiliar dangerous power.
There is no obstacle for the cold flame to invade.
Huan Ji let out a low growl.
His fingers clenched Han Yan's shoulder tightly, and tears also overflowed.
But this is just a prelude.
Later, Huan Ji found that Han Yan had clasped his waist at some point, and then stared at him fixedly.
Huan Ji was a little uneasy.
Before he could ask, he was turned over by Han Yan.
"What are you going to do?! Let go, let me go!" Huan Ji was flustered, he seemed to understand what Han Yan was going to do, and his face was extremely embarrassing.
"It's fine if you have a good relationship, no—"
Huan Ji couldn't say the latter words, because the pain immediately penetrated Huan Ji.
The phantom sacrifice shivered.
He didn't understand why Han Yan used the method of dual cultivation of creatures from the lower realms. Huan Ji, who had the memory of the Chaos God's memory of the lower realms, had never used this method of dual cultivation with Han Yan.
He basically uses divine communication.
That is to say, the spirit and soul blended for a while, and then left.
This is God's way of intercourse.
But now this method broke Huan Ji's understanding of this kind of thing, he was a little flustered and wanted to dodge, but was held down by Han Yan's irresistible coldness.
When Huan Ji woke up again, the surroundings were completely white, and Han Yan didn't know where to go.
But this made Huan Ji heave a sigh of relief.
He didn't know how much time had passed by now.At first, Huan Ji thought that Han Yan was the same as him for half an hour, but he never imagined that Han Yan hadn't let go of him.
This made Huan Ji gradually feel panic.
At the beginning, Huan Ji still threatened Han Yan in a low voice, and he kept murmuring: "I will kill you, I will definitely kill you, bastard, bastard..."
Then... Huan Ji regretted it.
Thinking of everything that happened afterwards, Huan Ji's face suddenly became very pale.
He suddenly clenched his fist and slammed it hard on the snow.The golden blood slowly overflowed from the phalanx, but Huan Ji didn't seem to be able to feel it.
At this time, Huan Ji suddenly felt something.
He barely looked up.
Then he found that Han Yan was standing not far in front of him, and he didn't know how long he had been standing there.
Huan Ji's divine body instinctively trembled.
But soon he calmed down, and Huan Ji said to Han Yan in a suppressed voice: "Han Yan, aren't you afraid of God's punishment? In terms of identity, I am still your master."
"Really?" Han Yan said unhurriedly.
Huan Ji's fingers snapped.
He suddenly remembered that he had become a Taoist couple with Han Yan, so the master-student relationship was naturally insignificant.
Huan Ji suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
"You...what else do you want? You have already got what you deserve. How long do you want to torture me?"
Hanyan didn't speak.
Because of the serious injury, Huan Ji coughed several times.
Finally, he fell back into the snow, and then the divine body slowly curled up.
Time passed slowly.
Huan Ji didn't know what Han Yan was thinking.
He always looked at the burning fire quietly, and the dancing flames were reflected in the cold eyes of Han Yan, which made Huan Ji feel a sense of unreasonable fear.
Fortunately, these are illusions of the phantom festival.
Han Yan didn't do anything to him, nor tortured Huan Ji's godhead.
On this day, Huanji was looking at the falling snowflakes.
Because of the weakness of the divine body, Huan Ji could only lean on the rock behind him.But even though he was looking at Xue, it could be seen from his eyes that he was distracted.
At this time, Huan Bing was playing with the snow.
After that day, Han Yan also locked the magic ice that turned into a stone sword here.
And because the phantom ice was transformed from the source of the phantom sacrifice, it was locked in the temple to be nourished by divine power, and it didn't take long for the phantom ice to re-form.
Although his divine power is unstable, he will always fall, but he is still alive after all.
Later, Han Yan also saw it.
But he didn't care about Huan Bing, which made Huan Ji slightly relieved.
"Wow!" Huan Bing was biting a branch at that time, and while biting, he suddenly lost his footing and fell.Huan Bing tilted his head, then turned over and continued to bite the branch.
Huanbing is very good at entertaining himself.
Because apart from Brother Xuan Bing and Brother Shu Bing, the other brothers rarely play with Huan Bing, so Huan Bing has developed the habit of playing with himself.
Suddenly, the tips of Huan Bing's ears moved.
It seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly buried its head in the snow!
Might still feel a little uneasy.
Finally, the two short legs that were exposed outside kicked hard, and successfully buried the whole body in the snow.
When Huan Ji saw Huan Bing's performance, he understood something.
He lifted his head stiffly.
Sure enough, it was Hanyan who came.
This time it was not only Huan Bing, Huan Ji, who was the owner of Huan Bing, unconsciously tightened his fingers.
Han Yan looked at Huan Ji.
The surroundings froze for a while.
Just when Huan Ji endured his body stiffness and wanted to speak, he suddenly fell into Han Yan's hands.This sudden movement instantly aroused Huan Ji's fear.
"what are you going to do?!"
Huan Bing heard the slightly panicked voice of the master.
It immediately got out of the snow again, and anxiously wanted to follow up to protect its master, but before it could fly over, it was instantly blown away by a divine force.
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