After the good boy went crazy

"Okay, I see." Han Yan narrowed his eyes and said.

The phantom festival is confused, thinking what do you know?

But remembering that the system had warned him not to talk nonsense before, Huan Ji held back and didn't ask.

Han Yan's hand penetrated into his robe and held Huan Ji's waist.

Huan Ji frowned slightly.

Even though Hanyan and the others had intercourse countless times, Huanji was still not used to it.Or he was trying to suppress this feeling.

He still doesn't like being touched.

But Hanyan wouldn't listen.

That being the case, he didn't say anything else, because it was useless to say it.

Hanyan clings to the phantom festival without leaving a single gap.

Huan Ji's eyelashes trembled slightly, this feeling forced Huan Ji to look away from Han Yan.

"I want you."

"..."

Han Yan's hands are particularly beautiful, especially when they slide to Huan Ji's waist and undo his belt a little bit.That kind of strong sense of control can make Huan Ji breathless.

Huan Ji grabbed Han Yan's hand.

Han Yan looked at Huan Ji without any emotion in his eyes.

Huan Ji's throat moved slightly, and then said: "You, you said last time..."

"What did you say?"

Huan Ji didn't know how to say it.He was silent for a long time before lowering his voice and continuing: "You said that if I listened to you, these few days...wouldn't touch me."

"Oh?"

Huan Ji thought that Han Yan was going to break his promise, so he couldn't help saying: "Being true to your word is the most basic principle."

Han Yan heard the words, but said in a calm tone: "Since that's the case, then Master, do you still remember how many days you slept?"

Huan Ji was taken aback.

That look seems to be saying that the time to fall asleep counts?

This caused Huanji to burst into anger, but after he gritted his teeth, he still didn't choose to argue or get angry, he just closed his eyes and turned his head away.

Han Yan caressed Huan Ji's face and forced him to look at her.

"Angry?" Han Yan said.

Huan Ji looked at the cold flames in front of him, continued to work hard to restrain his anger, and said coldly: "Don't dare."

Hanyan laughed lightly.

Although it wasn't the kind of very happy smile, but such a light smile without any irony and coldness made Huan Ji stunned.

After all, Han Yan still untied the belt of Huan Ji.

Huan Ji's thin lips twitched.

But in the end he chose to shut up.

That's it.

Even if he said it, there was only one result in the end.

Huanji felt that his clothes were all open, he was a little tired and even desperate.Because he didn't know when such days would end.

"Concentrate, reach out and hug me." Han Yan said lightly.

Huan Ji snorted coldly in his heart.

But when he felt that Han Yan stopped moving and there was a piercing cold gaze on his body, Huan Ji slowly raised his hand and grabbed Han Yan's shoulder.

Only then did Han Yan continue his actions.

In fact, sometimes Huanji would rather that he just do it simply, because he can still control it this way.

But Hanyan didn't care how he felt.

He didn't know if other people's double cultivation was the same.

Every time during double cultivation, a force will enter Huan Ji's body, and then more and more of that power does not belong to him, as if it wants to occupy Huan Ji's body.

This makes Huan Ji terrified every time he double cultivates with him.

It's an uncontrollable instinct.

Just as Huan Ji was thinking, that power entered into Huan Ji's sea of ​​consciousness again, making Huan Ji groan, and beads of sweat dripped down his face.

"Follow my strength." Han Yan said.

Huan Ji's body trembled.

Hanyan suddenly condensed a stronger force than before, penetrated the original divine power deep in the sea of ​​phantom sacrifice, and said coldly: "Didn't you hear what I said?"

Huan Ji's eyes were slightly sour.

But he managed to suppress this feeling, and only said in a shy voice, "I, I won't."

"Condensate strength."

How could the phantom festival condense at this time.

Han Yan showed no expression.

But then Huan Ji felt that life was worse than death, and he said hoarsely: "Don't be like this... Han Yan, Han Yan, I beg you."

"Condensate the power and wind it up." Han Yan ordered.

But the phantom festival really can't.

He curled up helplessly like a bewildered child, his body trembling constantly.

But Han Yan did not soften his heart.

He looked coldly at Huan Ji under him, until Huan Ji finally managed to learn how to do cold flames through countless tortures before he let go of him a little.

"Accept my strength and don't resist."

Huan Ji was already in a trance at this time.

He struggled to follow all the orders Han Yan said, for fear that he would use various means to torture himself if he was not satisfied.

At this time, Huan Ji didn't know that Han Yan was actually helping him in some way.

Unlike other Chaos Gods, Phantom Sacrifice is very clean.

It's not that clean, but his godhead is very clean.If Godhead is likened to a book, then the other Chaos Gods have already read half of it or are about to finish it.

But the phantom festival has not yet been turned over.

This is why his godhead is coveted by other gods.

Because such a godhead is equivalent to a blank piece of paper, which has not been scribbled on by the master, so if other master gods snatch it, they can be forcibly merged.Although it may be a waste of time.

But the temptation of the godhead is too great, and everyone takes chances.

And what Hanyan has to do is to fuse the spirit and godhead of Huanji a little bit.

After all, he can't always be by Huan Ji's side.

Han Yan has reached the metamorphosis stage, which is equivalent to the level of college students.And Huanji is now talking to a first-grade elementary school student who just barely finished kindergarten.

He has no comprehension of his own divinity.

Nothing will.

"Continue." Hanyan said coldly.

Huan Ji's fingers tightened slightly, but he managed to relax so that he could accept Han Yan's power, even though he could hardly bear it now, and his mind was in a daze.

If it is said that the divine powers of the other Chaos Gods were practiced by themselves, then the Phantom Sacrifice was simply dragged away by the cold flames.

However, the phantom festival didn't cooperate.

After all, he has suppressed his desire for hundreds of millions of years, so naturally he will not be easily forced away by Han Yan.

It doesn't matter though.

Because Hanyan himself also likes this process very much.As long as it is related to the phantom sacrifice, he never finds it boring, let alone in the dual cultivation now.

The cold flame has been guiding the phantom festival.

To describe the feeling, it is equivalent to a scumbag. He kept trying to escape from this desk, but his boyfriend pressed his head on the desk and forced him to read the questions.

Under Han Yan's continuous pressure, Huan Ji finally condensed some power of desire godhead, but Han Yan suddenly frowned at this moment.

because……

The divine power of the phantom sacrifice was a little strong, which affected Han Yan.

Hanyan's black eyes gradually became thicker.

So just when Huanji felt that the torture should be over, the strength in his waist suddenly increased, and an ambiguous breath flowed slowly, which made Huanji open his eyes in a daze.

A long time has passed by this time.

a few months or so.

Huan Ji looked at Han Yan confusedly, not understanding what he meant.

then……

There's no after that.

When Huan Ji woke up again, his eyes were a little numb.

Huan Ji slowed down for a long time before finally recovering.

The system has also come back long ago.

Not that horrible new system, but the old one.This made Huan Ji heave a sigh of relief.

Huan Ji reluctantly exchanged a few words with him, then went into a daze again.

0321 was a little surprised.I don't know if it's an illusion, but it feels that the host has changed a little, it's much better than before, and it doesn't speak so stubbornly.

This is a good sign.

But thinking of Huan Ji's stupid IQ, 0321 couldn't help sighing: [Why do you think you don't look like your brother at all? 】

【my brother? 】Huan Ji was taken aback.

This is not the first time the system has slipped up.

It had leaked it before, but the phantom festival at the time didn't care.But after passing through several worlds, Huan Ji already believed that he was a fast-traveling tasker.

0321 immediately covered his mouth, but it was useless.

Seeing that Huan Ji had become suspicious, 0321 had an idea and said: [Yes!You had a brother before, but he died, and you complete the mission to revive him. 】

Huan Ji murmured: [So that's how it is. 】

0321 continued to fool around: [Yes, so for your brother, you have to complete the task well. 】

The phantom festival was silent.

He was distracted again.

After about two or three hours, Huan Ji said in a low voice: [Then... is my brother also a fast traveler who has to do the same tasks as me? 】

0321 let out a 'hmm' and said: [Yes. 】

【Then...how did he die? 】

【... just die like that. 】

【? 】

0321 was a little tangled, it reluctantly made up a story to tell the phantom festival, [-]% of it was true and [-]% of it was false.

Huan Ji listened quietly.

After listening to it, Huan Ji felt a little uncomfortable about his brother's death, and he continued to ask: 【What kind of mission is my brother doing?Also like me? 】

[It's not the same, what he has to do is to stab the male lead so many times that the male lead has become a sieve. 】

【and then? 】

[Then... your brother was stabbed back by the hero. 】

Huan Ji frowned upon hearing this.

In order to prevent Huan Ji from continuing to reveal his secrets, the system hastily said: [It’s fine, it’s fine, don’t ask about your brother, you should hurry up and complete the task, your brother is waiting for your help. 】

The phantom festival is silent.

After that, one person unified and stopped talking.

The system continued to eat cucumbers, while Huanji looked out the window and wondered what he was thinking.

It wasn't until Han Yan came that the peace was finally broken.

Huan Ji's eyelashes trembled slightly when he saw Han Yan. To be honest, he was really afraid of Han Yan's endless tricks on the bed, and he didn't let him pass out.

But thinking of something, Huan Ji moved his eyes again.

He got out of bed and walked quickly towards Hanyan.

But because he was in a hurry to get out of bed, he staggered and crashed into Han Yan's arms.

Hanyan caught the phantom festival.

He looked at Huan Ji and said, "It's cold on the ground, wear shoes next time."

After speaking, he wanted to hug Huan Ji.

Huan Ji hurriedly stopped him, grabbed Han Yan's arm, and said, "Han Yan, I want a few sticks of incense."

"fragrant?"

"Well, do you have any?" Huan Ji asked.

Han Yan picked up Huan Ji and put it back on the bed, then said: "What do you want incense for?"

The system also asked: [Yeah, host, why do you want incense? 】

Huan Ji said sadly: [I want to go and offer incense to my elder brother, to show my brother's heart. 】

[? ? ? 】The system was almost choked to death by a cucumber.

do not!

If you are incensed, your god brother will know by then, and we both have to finish the game.