Every day with the protagonist, I lose my morals

"I know." Shen Mojue said.

"Don't reject me."

"But Brother Lang..."

"Don't reject me." Lang Yanshu just repeated this sentence, greedily breathing his breath, "Xiaojue, don't reject me, I will be sad. People's hearts are made of flesh, I like you so much, you How could you bear to reject me again and again?"

"Brother Lang, you, calm down."

"Xiao Jue, be my Taoist partner." Lang Yanshu hugged him tightly, took a deep breath, "I will give you the best, I can give you whatever you want. Cheats, as long as you nod your head, I will let you experience supreme happiness."

Shen Mojue's face turned red.There is no need to say this kind of thing...

"Xiao Jue." Lang Yanshu is like a child, and Shen Mojue is that candy. He holds this candy in his hand very preciously, and asks him over and over again if he is willing to be eaten by himself.

Shen Mojue felt very innocent, how could Tang be willing to be eaten by others?

"Xiao Jue, promise me." Before he knew it, one of Lang Yanshu's hands had slipped into his lapel, like a nimble little snake, wandering wantonly on his chest, and even frivolously provoking him. Take a look at the small red fruit.

Shen Mojue's whole body trembled, being pressed tightly by him, he only felt that Lang Yanshu's body was like a raging fire, scorching him fiercely, every minute and every second gave him the illusion that his body was smashed to pieces.

"Xiao Jue." Lang Yanshu sighed, leaned over, and used his own lips to block the words he wanted to refuse.

Shen Mojue pushed him, but didn't push him away, so he frowned and let him ask for it.

Lang Yanshu took his non-rejection as a default, became more enthusiastic and courteous, and tried his best to tease his desire.

Shen Mojue's body heated up little by little, his face flushed, he lost strength, and his whole body was limp in his arms.

Lang Yanshu hugged him tightly, and his fingers slid down more and more irregularly, trying to spy on the unknown forbidden place, but Shen Mojue noticed him and made a slight move.

"Xiao Jue." Lang Yanshu gently patted his back with the other hand, tried to comfort him, and called his name in a gentle tone, "Give me, please, give me, I will make you happy... ..."

Shen Mojue's mind was in a mess, and the last sliver of rationality told him to refuse, but the man's body was too honest, and his body even made the opposite action to his thoughts - sticking a letter to Lang Yanshu's arms. Go, want more reassurance.

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A slight fluctuation of spiritual power caused Lang Yanshu, who was meditating on the bed, to suddenly open his eyes.

Xiaojue?

Although the magic circle can isolate the monk's aura, it can't stop him from feeling Shen Mojue. Perhaps this is the bondage of fate, whether it is the previous life or the present life.

Lang Yanshu quickly got off the ground, opened the door and walked out.

A gust of wind rushed towards him with powerful spiritual power. Lang Yanshu waved his sleeves to block the spiritual power half a step away. Looking up, he saw Shen Mojue standing in the corridor with his back turned to him, motionless.

"Xiao Jue." Lang Yanshu was secretly surprised, walked over quickly, and pulled him into his arms.

Shen Mojue staggered a step, and at the moment when the two powerful spiritual forces collided, there was a huge bombing sound. Lang Yanshu quickly set up a protective barrier to shield everything that happened here within the barrier, so that people outside the barrier would be safe. What happens inside the barrier will not be discovered.

After Lang Yanshu finished all this, he looked intently at Shen Mojue in his arms, only to see him raise his rosy face and look at him with blurred eyes: "Yan Shu."

Lang Yanshu was shocked.

Shen Mojue's outstretched arms wrapped around his neck very intimately, and buried his head on his neck, like a coquettish kitten: "Yan Shu..."

Lang Yanshu was stiff all over, and it took him a while to admit that Xiaojue was trapped in the illusion of the demon.

Stretching out his consciousness, he found a deep purple whirlpool condensed in Shen Mojue's dantian.

Sure enough, it was about to form a pill.He placed his left hand behind Shen Mojue's back, and injected a stream of spiritual power into his body. The spiritual power enveloped the purple cyclone, tightening it tighter and tighter. Suddenly, the cyclone burst and replaced it with a small golden core hanging in the dantian. The brilliance flows.

He supported Shen Mojue, took a deep look at him, withdrew his hand behind his back, and turned his two fingers together to forcefully inject a wave of spiritual power into his sea of ​​consciousness.

There was severe pain between the eyebrows, and there seemed to be a fresh breath flowing from the Lingtai. Finally, light gathered in Shen Mojue's misty eyes, and he looked at Lang Yanshu intently, and was stunned for a moment.

Lang Yanshu suddenly pushed him away coldly.

Shen Mojue didn't seem to fully understand what happened to him. He just felt that the attitude of Lang Yanshu changed too quickly. Aggrieved, he pursed his lips and called out, "Brother Lang."

Seeing that he had come to his senses, Lang Yanshu raised his hand to remove the surrounding enchantment, dusted off his body, gave him an indifferent look, turned and walked towards his room.

"Brother Lang." Shen Mojue followed behind him, "Are you still angry?"

With a bang, the door slammed shut, and Shen Mojue almost bumped his nose.Depressedly, he raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose, standing outside the door, somewhat unable to understand his behavior.

This is obviously the development he expected, why can't he be happy at all?

After waiting for a long time, Lang Yanshu didn't open the door. Shen Mojue stood for a while, then turned around and walked back gloomily.Walking back to his room, he lay on the bed and thought depressedly, could it be that Brother Lang really hated him for killing that fox demon?

But something is wrong.

He rubbed his head, suddenly shivered, and sat up abruptly.

He finally knew what was wrong!

He was obviously cultivating inside the house, why did he suddenly run out?By the way, there is no room at all on the opposite side.

In order to confirm his thoughts, he ran out quickly and opened the door to have a look.

Sure enough, the corridor opposite was empty, with no room at all.He remembered that when he was about to form an alchemy, he heard the boy's laughter before going out, and then he saw the book of words, and even shot to kill the fox demon.

Is it a demon?

Shen Mojue was taken aback. The inner demon lured him out, lured him to kill, and even lured him into lust.If the real Lang Yanshu hadn't arrived, the consequences would have been disastrous.

He hugged his head in distress.

Forget about the spring dream last time, why does such a situation also appear in the illusion created by the demon?Could it be that he had been abstinent for too long?It's ridiculous, seeing Lang Yanshu being intimate with the fox demon boy, he actually felt jealous.

What's even more strange is Lang Yanshu's attitude. He obviously ran away by himself, even if he didn't dare to do anything in front of the public, why did his attitude suddenly change to be so indifferent?

"Ah, I'm going crazy -" Shen Mojue rolled on the bed, wrapped himself in a quilt, and made a decision, regardless of Lang Yanshu's attitude towards him, run away first.

Once you make up your mind, it doesn't matter that much.He sat up quickly, and suddenly heard an electronic sound: "There is a new mission to accept."

Shen Mojue froze for a moment, poked open the food system, and a line of green words popped up: Please buy the bluebells from the host.

Mission reward: resurrection value x10

Shen Mojue: "..." What is the resurrection value?Anyway, let's talk about the task first.

After crossing out the task box, he found that the light in the skill column was flickering. Shen Mojue couldn't help poking open the skill, and found that there was another skill, which was the skill of resurrection.

Shen Mojue: (⊙v⊙)

After poking it, a line of words was displayed: Your current resurrection value is 0

Shen Mojue scratched his head, thinking that the skill of resurrection could be possessed, it was like loading a file and starting over again.

Couldn't be more awesome!

As long as you have enough resurrection points, you don't have to worry about killing bosses in the future.

Shen Mojue couldn't help giving the system 32 likes.

I just don't know what the bellflower refers to...

Shen Mojue rested his chin and thought, the system pit is not the first thing, so there is no need to be so pitted, this mission is simply sorry for the name Foodie System.

Shen Mojue scratched for a while, jumped off the bed, and decided to go down for a walk first, maybe he could find inspiration.

As soon as he walked into the yard, he saw a young man walking by with a pot of flowers and plants in his arms. With a flash of inspiration, he stopped him and asked, "Is this a bluebell?"

The boy nodded: "Not bad."

Shen Mojue looked at it for a while, and said, "Well, I'll make a deal with you. You give me this pot of bluebells, and I'll give you the spirit stone."

The boy shook his head: "That's not okay, I'm not in charge of this, let me tell you this, this pot of bluebells belongs to our boss, if you really want it, I'll help you to ask."

"Okay, trouble."

After the boy left, Shen Mojue stood in the yard with his hands behind his back and waited for him, but he didn't know that Lang Yanshu was standing by the window, looking at him silently.

After a while, the boy ran back with the bellflower in his arms, and said out of breath, "Our boss said that you can do it, but the price is not cheap."

"You said."

"1000 yuan low-grade spirit stone, buy it now."

"So expensive?" Shen Mojue frowned.

This journey of escape has cost him a lot of spiritual stones, and there are not many left on him. If he buys this pot of bluebells again, he may go bankrupt.

"My lord, you are also a person who knows the goods. Don't think it's expensive. Our boss spent a lot of effort to cultivate this bluebell. 1000 yuan for low-grade spirit stones is definitely worth it." The young man persuaded.

Shen Mojue hesitated for a while, then said, "Okay."

He fought hard for the 10 resurrection points. Fortunately, the last time he got the Tianji Sword, he was rewarded with 1000 yuan low-grade spirit stones, so after buying this pot of bellflowers, even though he was close to going bankrupt, he could still last for a few days. .

It seems that I have to find a way to make money.

Shen Mojue hugged the bluebell, thinking about how to make money with a distressed expression, but he didn't know that his expression had already fallen into the hands of Lang Yanshu.

Sure enough, Xiaojue got the pot of bluebells.

This bellflower is not a treasure, but Hua Qianyan's real body.Hua Qianyan is a member of the demon clan. She was chased and killed by Yin Ji, so she lost her body and turned into a grass and tree, hiding here for several years.

According to the original plot, it was precisely because the protagonist passed by here that on a whim, he bought the bluebells and took him away from here. Ji's pursuit and killing, mutual love in adversity, is destined for life.

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Thank you for Axue's Lei, okay o(n_n)o~~