After coaxing old enemies into avatars

Before the little white tiger could react, Yun Jian had already carried him onto the pillow. This man was pretending to be gentle, but he even wrapped layers of quilts around his hands so that he couldn't easily turn over with his belly open.

It got up and turned around in a daze, its four short legs anxiously kicked off the edge of the bed and struggled to get off the edge of the bed, but the person who was holding it just now was nowhere to be seen, so it could only jump to While on the ground, following the remaining smell, he hummed and scratched at the door in front of him.

And the only response from outside the door was Yun Jian's cold voice: "Just stay here."

The little white tiger was stunned for a second, and then began digging at the door even more angrily, but there was no movement behind the door.

It bit down on the door angrily, but its two fangs were so sore, it had to jump back on the bed resentfully, biting a corner of the quilt as if venting, tearing and shaking it, and finally lying on the bed unwillingly.

Sheng Huaizhao heard the movement in the next room gradually quiet down, and slowly raised his eyelashes: "Why didn't I know that you have such a deep grudge against it?"

There was no light in the room, and most of their faces were covered in darkness. Sheng Huaizhao couldn't see his expression clearly, so he could only judge his happiness and anger by his response.

"for safety."

The four words that were extremely indifferent made Sheng Huaizhao hear a bit of high-sounding meaning.

"What do you mean, it's not safe to sleep with me?" Sheng Huaizhao raised his eyebrows, trying to smile, "Don't say that the little tiger always bites you in the middle of the night, making you unsafe, right?"

The little tiger's possessiveness does not need to be remonstrated at all, and it is true that he always secretly bites him in the middle of the night.

"Why don't you talk? Guilty?" Sheng Huaizhao took an inch and put his arm on his shoulder like a provocation, "Or is that just an excuse, do you want to..."

"It's not an excuse." Yun Jian pursed his lips, and subconsciously staggered his eyes, "This place is full of evil spirits, and it's close to the nest of monsters. As a monster, the white tiger is easy to attract unknown people."

"Yeah." Sheng Huaizhao nodded seriously, "Warcraft will cause an unknown, and you won't be able to do so. If you stick to me, you can still attract Furui, so you can go in and out safely."

The person in front of him was silent for a long time before he said softly, "You don't believe me."

For a moment, I felt wronged, as if I was really misunderstood.

Sheng Huaizhao paused for a moment, regretted for no reason: "... Then tell me, why did the little white tiger put the cubicle? Even if you don't want to sleep alone, he is not in the way."

"On the stone platform at the entrance of the inn, there are footprints of foxes." Yun remonstrated, "The fox monsters understand people's hearts, are cunning and changeable, can understand all things, minds and desires to instil their minds, and they like to pick lone travelers to attack."

"Oh." Sheng Huaizhao came to his senses, and then lightly leaned in front of Yun Jian: "You are good or bad, you use it as bait."

Sheng Huaizhao got very close, and his clear and shallow breath fell on the side of Yun Jian's neck, which was damp like mist and misty.

He was a little hot, and took half a step back to look far away: "This thing is cunning, it may not be able to take the bait, it's just a defense."

Seeing that he was serious, Sheng Huaizhao immediately lost his playfulness and turned to sit on the edge of the bed: "Then it won't be in any danger, right?"

"I'll see, no."

I have to say that every time Bingshan said such words, it really made people feel safe.

Sheng Huaizhao has been sleepy since he touched the bed for the past few days. Listening to Yun Jian's voice, he slowly closed his eyes: "You can keep your word, the kitten has thick fur, and I plan to let him come to warm my bed in winter."

When he was sleepy, his speech was a little vague, and the cohesive words seemed to be quietly acting like a baby, which made people feel weak.

Yun Jian sat beside him, slowly shortened the distance, and waited quietly at night.

Sheng Huaizhao was still talking to someone, and unconsciously fell into a deep sleep, the hand hanging on the edge of the bed seemed to have no support, and slowly slipped down.

When he was about to hit the wooden board on the edge of the bed, Yun Jian stretched out his hand and held him firmly in the palm of his hand.

He was so cautious during the day, but he was undefended at night.Sheng Huaizhao always reveals that fascinating softness when he is asleep.

The fingertips were exposed outside the quilt, cool as frost, Yun Jian carefully guarded the palm of his hand, slowly groping with his fingertips, as if caring for some treasure.

Yehua is like water, and Yun Jian is silent in the short-lived gentle countryside in front of him.

The thin traces were slowly moved away from the window, and the moonlight streamed in like gauze mist.

The fantastic fragrance spread into the room unconsciously, and the sweet and greasy smell intertwined into a net, enveloping the two of them.

"Yunjian."

Calling his name softly, Yun Jian slowly opened his eyes, only to realize that Sheng Huaizhao woke up at some point.

His long hair and coat were messy from sleeping, and he sat sleepily on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at his hand that was hanging on one side and was tightly held by him.

The straightforward gaze made Yun Jian realize that his sneaky behavior had been discovered, and quickly pulled away his hand as if being burned: "...I'm afraid you will catch a cold."

An excuse that is so lame that it would be quickly dismantled by the person in front of him.

Just as Yun Jian felt a little regretful, he raised the hand that had been put down, and gently shook him back.

It was a bit cold at first, but it gradually warmed up after being held tightly by Yun Jian for a long time when he fell asleep, and he fainted a little hot flashes when it fell into his palm.

"Then why did you let go?" Sheng Huaizhao stroked his knuckles along the metacarpal bone, pressing his palm, "Isn't it cold again?"

With a bit of delicate questioning and resentment, it was Yun Jian's tone that he had never heard before, and the warmth of his palm fit, and he quickly felt his heartbeat changing speed.

Sheng Huaizhao stared at their interlocking hands, and felt uncomfortable in this position for a while, so he simply moved in: "Come here."

Yun Jian stared blankly at his vacant side, and for a moment didn't understand what "come here" refers to.

"Holding hands and you still have to sit, then I will feel uncomfortable when I sleep." Sheng Huaizhao slowly leaned on the pillow, perhaps caused by the night, there seemed to be a trace of sweet icing on the tails of his lightly drooping eyes, making the heart sweet and greasy , "Come up."

This is the first time that she has invited him to her side without any malice.

Seeing that the people in front of him were unmoved, Sheng Huaizhao slowly lowered the corners of his lips: "Forget it if you don't come."

Afterwards, he turned around to release the interlocking fingertips, but just as he made a move, the person in front of him clasped the knuckles he was about to pull away, without saying a word, just grasping quietly.

After all, Yun Jian was reluctant.

The person on the pillow yawned lazily, his eyes were so gentle with the water, and when he looked at him, it seemed that something was slowly restrained in his heart.

"What are you doing, you don't let go and you don't come up." Sheng Huaizhao looked slightly resentful.

Yun Jian was unmoved, but just held that hand tightly: "...you never do this."

"I know, I didn't treat you well in the past," Sheng Huaizhao changed his tone slightly, and suddenly bent forward like a clingy cat.

The soft, porcelain-white side face was pressed tightly against his fingertips, and the lips moved downward, almost as if they were about to enclose his still knuckles lightly.

"I will treat you well in the future." He stuck it to Yun Jian's neck, whispering in his ear like a deeply-rooted lover.

The cat, which is usually always arrogant and high-minded, suddenly hooks you with its tail at this moment, and opens its belly for you to stroke, its gentleness is unbelievable.

Anyone who changes it will go down and sink.

After leaning against him for a while, and feeling that the person in front of him was not active enough, Sheng Huaizhao slowly propped himself up, and the coat that fell by his side fell down, and he just leaned forward a little and broke into Yun Jian's intimate distance.

With winking eyes like silk, breath like blue, the person in front of him slowly leaned into his arms as if his bones had softened: "Don't remember the past, let's turn it over, shall we?"

Yun Jian's hand lightly landed on the side of his face, his fingertips slowly stroking along the end of his eyes as if attached, and the left back fell to the side of the earlobe: "...Do you really want to?"

"Well, you can do whatever you want with me."

...Gentle and considerate, just like a flower in a mirror and a moon in water.

However, this is really a mirror image.

The gloomy will-o'-the-wisp suddenly emerged, like a dazzling firework, burning a bright light.

When the light and shadow faded, a young man in black stood by the door, and Sheng Huaizhao was being held by the door with his hand.

The cold wind outside the window came into the room, and there was a hint of sweet and light fragrance in the air. Sheng Huaizhao couldn't move while watching Yun Jian holding a fox in his arms.

The common red fox, wagging its big thick tail, whimpered in Yun Jian's arms.

... The one who molested Yun Jian was not himself at all, but a fox who knew how to use illusion.

"You see, men are unreliable." The boy in black said young, "He was confused by the vixen in a few words, and he couldn't even tell if it was you."

Sheng Huaizhao remained silent.

Boy: "Letting this kind of man protect you is hopeless, let me do it, huh?"

Sheng Huaizhao was unmoved by his teasing, and only pulled the system in the sea of ​​knowledge.

System: Cough, maybe you still remember your experience in the original book?

Break into the demon world to subdue monsters, double cultivate with others to improve their cultivation, breed offspring to build power...

Sheng Huaizhao was silent for a moment before he realized what the system said to him: Huh?

The system is careful: the boy in black who is kidnapping you now... is your original partner in the book.

In the original plot, Sheng Huaizhao was despised by the world after falling into the evil way, and was coveted by evil spirits. When he swallowed and contained the evil spirits of the world with his most yin body, he almost died several times because of his lack of discipline.

At the critical moment of life and death, the body of the most yin that the original owner seeks to survive has attracted a lot of evil spirits, and at the same time attracted a monster race with a special physique - a fox demon who is well versed in the way of dual cultivation.

The original owner's heart was sunk in revenge society and he couldn't extricate himself, so when the fox demon extended the olive branch of double cultivation to him, even if he didn't have the slightest heart of love, he agreed without hesitation in order to make himself stronger.

What's more, the double cultivators in the demon world never talk about love and liking, they only want both sides to be profitable, capable and strong.

This is also the reason why Sheng Huaizhao was able to replace Mo Zun later.

... And before he was about to break the mirror, the fox demon also cultivated to perfection and condensed seven tails, and gave birth to an heir for the new demon master.

However, judging from the ending, Sheng Huaizhao was pierced by Yun Jian with a sword, the fox demon was also refined and killed by other monks, and the devil inherited his last wish, but before he had time to take revenge, he was imprisoned in Zhenmoyuan, and spent day and night with his parents' bones accompany.

It can be said that the whole family died vigorously.

However, since the first day of transmigrating the book, the plot of this world has been messed up by Sheng Huaizhao, and he has long since left the original setting behind... Unexpectedly, the fake marriage with Yun Jian has not yet come to fruition, The "true object" of the original book is online.

But now the timing is wrong, the situation is wrong, even the magic core has been replaced by Yun Jian, and even the most yin body seems to have no effect, even if the fox demon meets him, it may not be the same as the original plot, Obsessed with double cultivation with him.

The fox tribe is obsessed with practicing magic and repairing demons, and ordinary people are just a basket for them to absorb energy. He, a useless person with a broken spiritual core, secretly said that he should not be able to catch their eyes.

Sheng Huaizhao originally thought so, but he didn't realize something was wrong until the boy in black walked along his profile and touched the bone nail on his earlobe.

The sharp blade made of slender bone spurs touched the arteries of Sheng Huaizhao's neck, the young man couldn't believe it: "You and him have both hair and hair?"

Before Sheng Huaizhao answered, he moved closer to him again, and sniffed it carefully: "No, you are still a baby, what are you doing?"

Sheng Huaizhao: "..."

Seeing that he was silent, the bone knife in the black-clothed boy's hand trembled slightly, and he looked at Yun Jian in disbelief: "...It can't be him, can it?"

Sheng Huaizhao: "."

The black-clothed boy was full of disbelief, walked to Yun Jian's side and observed carefully for a moment: "He has a good figure, and his cultivation level is not low, and he is also at this age."

No matter how you count, you don't look like someone who can't do it?

However, his doubts were not resolved, and the killing intent came out of nowhere.

Yun Jian made a ruthless attack, and a bloodstain quickly appeared on the side of the boy's face.

"Chirp—"

The fox screamed in pain from behind, and the boy turned his head, only to see the fox cub he sent to lure Yun Jian limping behind him.

When the sword intent fell to the ground, Yun Jian's eyes were clear: "Who are you?"

The black-clothed boy stared at the person in front of him in astonishment. He broke the illusion and came out?

Just now, he was obviously very immersed in it, and he was dizzy from being bewitched. What's going on?

After a moment of stalemate and silence, he held the bone spur and quickly fought back, but before touching Yun Jian's sleeve, his hand was lightly pressed and controlled to fold back and forth, and the bone spur quickly fell to the ground.

This black-clothed boy should also have good skills, but in front of Yun Jian, he was like a little fox with teeth and claws, and he couldn't see it at all.

The Sea of ​​Consciousness system sighed quietly: After all, the cultivation base is only at Xiaoxiayun, how can it compare with Yunjian in the illusory realm.Host, do an interview, how does it feel to see your husband beating your wife.

Sheng Huaizhao: ... who the hell is my wife.

System: Then admit that Yun Jian is your husband?

Sheng Huaizhao: ...

System: Got it, thank you.

Under Yun Jian's coercion, the black-clothed boy loosened Sheng Huaizhao's restraint, and when he fell from the door, he almost fell to his knees, and Yun Jian quickly pulled him into his arms.

"Are you injured?" He looked carefully along his wrist, and put it down gently after confirming that there was no injury.

Sheng Huaizhao rubbed his wrist that had been touched by him, and looked at him slowly: "I'm fine."

Just now he thought that Yun Jian was going to fall into it... When did this person find out that "Sheng Huaizhao" was fake?

"Are you from the fox demon clan?" Yun Jian shielded him behind his back, and pointed his slender sword at the neck and shoulders of the black-clothed young man, his murderous intent suddenly aroused.

The piercing sword intent instantly made the red fox tremble, and clung to his master's side in extreme fear, not even daring to look up at Yun Jian again.

"Yes." The young man was convinced that he couldn't beat him, so he smiled, "I just wanted to ask for some property, but I didn't expect fellow daoists to be so skilled. My little pet is a bit naughty. Dao Gu got playful for a moment, how offended."

After speaking, he wanted to run as if nothing had happened.

Zheng——

The sword pierced through his sleeve along the back of his spine, firmly nailing the boy to the window sill.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the red fox jumped out of the window in one swift motion, and abandoned its master in the wolf's den without looking back.

An asshole!

The black-clothed boy cursed secretly, then forced himself to smile and turned his head: "Fellow Daoist, fellow Daoist, it's very inconvenient to travel around the rivers and lakes, and today I don't know each other. My name is Yu Tong, how about making friends?"

The fox demon family is naturally good-looking, with a frown and a frown to seduce people's hearts. As long as they want to, they can make mortals submit to their feet with their charms and hook fingers.

Yu Tong lowered her eyelashes lightly, showing a pleasant and soft smile, to hide her embarrassment: "Although I'm not a famous big monster, I'm doing well in this mountain. If you encounter any trouble nearby, report it to me. My name is enough... let me go?"

Discuss cautiously, with a three-point flattery.

But the sword cultivator in front of him was dressed in a moon-white Taoist robe that was colder than the night, and the killing intent hidden in the blade swept across the mountains and seas, and the seven emotions in the world never existed on his face.

...Mother always said that she should not provoke Jianxiu, because this kind of person is ruthless and desperate, even if she pretends to be pitiful and begs him, she will not be swayed.

Yu Tong thought highly of herself and didn't take it seriously. Today she really stumbled.

This cold-faced iceberg is really going to wipe his neck!

"Yun Jian." Sheng Huaizhao stepped forward suddenly, and lightly took his right hand holding the sword, "It's not injured, so it won't take his life."

Yu Tong stared at the person in front of her tightly, as if grasping a life-saving straw, and nodded desperately along the words: "Look, the little fox who played with you was injured and ran away, I didn't do anything... Good brother, let it go I?"

"If you let him go, other monks will be in danger." Yun Jian's eyes were serious, and he obviously didn't intend to back down.

"No, no, no, I met two strong men as soon as I came out of the mountain, and I bumped into the south wall that I could touch in my life. I will change it when I know it, and I will never give up."

The posture of sliding and kneeling is quite standard, without any hesitation.

Sheng Huaizhao only felt a twitch in his forehead.

It's really flexible.

Yun Jian didn't waver, just looked down at the people beside him, as if obeying orders.

Yu Tong was shrewd, and instantly knew who he should please, and quickly looked at Sheng Huaizhao: "Young master, I offended you a lot earlier, don't worry about your lord's large number, when I go back, I will burn incense and worship Buddha every day, and pray for you day and night , I wish the lovers will finally get married."

The words were on point, Yun Jian's previously indifferent expression softened a bit, but he was still unmoved.

Sheng Huaizhao pondered for a moment, then asked: "You said earlier that you did well in this mountain, is it true or not?"

"True, of course true." Yutong replied quickly, "The mountain spirits and ghosts around here listen to me, as long as I say a word, they will never come here to make trouble again."

"Does that mean you know this place well?"

"of course."

"Tie him up and put him next door, and let him lead the way tomorrow morning."

Yun Jian nodded: "Okay."

Yu Tong was stunned for a second, and then looked at Yun Jian expressionlessly imagining the demon-binding rope tied behind her, his face turned blue with anger.

Before being carried to the next door, Sheng Huaizhao smiled: "Why, you don't want to?"

Yu Tong almost gritted her teeth, but finally managed to force out a smile: "Yes, thank you both for saving my life."

Yun Jian carried him to the next door, the little white tiger quickly went downstairs when he heard the noise, and before he had time to jump out of the room to find the owner, Yun Jian lifted the back of his neck again.

Standing by the door, Sheng Huaizhao watched Yun Jian throw the two little hapless boys onto the bed together.

One fox and one tiger, with big eyes and small eyes.

Yun Jian set up a barrier in the room, so that the evil spirit could not enter or leak out.

After closing the door, when he turned around, he met Sheng Huaizhao's restless eyes.

The illusion created by the little fox before suddenly flashed back in his mind, Yun Jian silently lowered his gaze, and turned to go back to another room.

"What are you running for? Isn't it because you were deceived by your feelings? Why are you guilty?" Sheng Huaizhao followed behind him and said casually.

Yun Jian's footsteps paused slightly.

How could he be deceived by such inferior techniques when he only asked about Jianxin and had nothing else.

Even if the deception was exposed in the end, he was fooled for a moment.

... But besides his impure thoughts, who else could he blame?

He went back to the table, concentrating his mind, as if he wanted to punish himself and thought about it.

Standing by the door, Sheng Huaizhao cursed slowly in his heart for being slow. If Bingshan had a little crying bag to be a little sensitive, he had already followed along to explain to him.

Yun Jian's hands were about to form a seal, but he suddenly sank.

He opened his eyes lightly, and what he saw was Sheng Huaizhao who was struggling to sit on his lap.

His eyes flickered in astonishment for a moment, and the person in front of him put his hands on his shoulders lightly, and muttered: "Why is the fox sitting there, why does it feel unreliable..."

As if subconsciously, Yun Jian relaxed his hands and leaned back slightly, so that Sheng Huaizhao finally found the right posture to lean against his arms.

"you……"

"Bone nail." Sheng Huaizhao went straight in, breaking the topic.

Without the soul-stirring performance played by the red fox, Yun Jian became nervous uncontrollably.

First breathing, then heartbeat, and gradually even the palms of the hands seemed to be getting hot.

"I remember that this contract can be terminated at any time within half a month." Sheng Huaizhao looked into his eyes, not allowing this person to evade and hide. "If you feel wronged and restricted, you can release it at any time."

Yun Jian looked back at this straightforward line of sight, as if he sensed that something behind the window paper was about to break open.

"But this is your... contract with him."

"You are him."

The response was firm and conclusive.

"You just forgot a lot of things, so you feel that he is completely different from you." Sheng Huaizhao said, "I have a piece of cake, it belongs to me, it doesn't mean that it is broken in two, I have to give it up one of them."

He slightly raised his hand along Yun Jian's jaw line, and dropped a kiss.

Thin, sweet, with a hint of astringency.

Sheng Huaizhao lowered his eyelashes, seeing that he hadn't responded for a long time, raised his hand and stroked the back of his neck.

"I knew you were pretending to be asleep in the morning before I kissed you. Who knew you were so dull." His voice gradually became dull, and he looked sideways as if complaining, "It's clear that we are in love, and at night we can still be raped by a vixen." Bewitching... not special at all."

Yun Jian lowered his head slightly, and raised his hand to caress Sheng Huaizhao's earlobe.

When I lightly touch the earrings, my chest and abdomen feel pain like an induction.

His heart moved slightly, and he leaned back to kiss the lips in front of him.

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