I ran away after slacking my apprentice

Ning Jiwei, who was at the side, was shocked by such a bloody and brutal scene, and he finally realized Murong Yan's identity at that moment.

That is the Pluto who is in charge of the life and death of mortals. Whether it is life or death, it is all within the thought of Pluto.

Today is a ghost messenger, so who will it be tomorrow?If one day Ning Jiwei rebelled against Pluto's thoughts, would Ning Jiwei also end up like this ghost?

The body is dead and the soul is gone, the body is shattered...

Murong Yan in front of him moved his neck, he withdrew his hand, turned around and looked at Ning Jiwei.

The madness in Murong Yan's eyes has not faded, and there is even a trace of blood red in them. Ning Jiwei looks very scary in those eyes, and Ning Jiwei involuntarily backed away.

That evasive movement caused Murong Yan's eyes to darken for a moment, Murong Yan suddenly stretched out his hand, as if exhausting all his strength at that moment, he hugged Ning Jiwei into his arms, and said: "I'm sorry..."

That voice was a little trembling, he embraced Ning Jiwei, and kept repeating this sentence, he was apologizing to Ning Jiwei, and he was also apologizing to the past.

"It's my fault for not being able to protect you well..." Murong Yan's breath trembled, and he gently stroked the back of Ning Jiwei's neck, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid of me..."

This kind of tone can even be called pitiful...

Ning Jiwei suddenly thought of Murong Yan when he was in the world of cultivating immortals. At that time, as a disciple, Murong Yan had always hidden his feelings for the original owner very deeply, carefully, most precious...hidden in his heart for many years.

At that time, as long as the original owner showed a little favor, Murong Yan would be happy for a long time.

Even though he is the King of Pluto now, Murong Yan clearly still remembers the memory of being the chief disciple in the past, Murong Yan who has that memory, it seems that thinking about it, it is not so scary...

Ning heaved a sigh of relief, he calmed down, tried to understand Murong Yan, and asked tentatively: "Just now...why are you angry?"

"It's nothing, it's just an insignificant person." Murong Yan hugged Ning Jiwei tightly, the fragrance from that person could calm down his mind dominated by temperament.

He has been in this hell for long enough, and the long-term interference of hostility will always make people uneasy, not to mention that he is the king of the underworld, where the underworld king lives, the hostility is the heaviest.

Ning Jiwei wanted to ask again, but found that Murong Yan buried his head on the side of his neck, and kissed him greedily.

The wetness on the side of his neck made Ning Jiwei recall everything from last night, his face was instantly flushed red, and when he was about to turn his head away, Murong Yan stopped and said in a low voice: "Master thinks that the ghost just now Is it correct to say what you brought?"

The words brought... What does it mean that you can't love, you can't stay together?

This sounds very... Ning Jiwei can't tell what it feels like, but Murong Yan cares so much about that sentence, probably there is some deep meaning behind it?

Ning Ji thought about it for a while, and answered cautiously: "I don't think it's right."

"Oh?" Murong Yan raised his head, it was rare to put away his cold expression, and said, "What's wrong?"

"Uh..." Ning Ji frowned slightly, and thought about it: "If two people are in love, wouldn't it be a matter of time before they stay together? Why can't they stay together?"

Murong Yan closed his eyes when he heard the words, looked carefully at Ning Jiwei's face for a moment, and suddenly laughed, "Mm, Master is right."

That smile was quite sincere, and it faded away Murong Yan's oppressive power as the king of the underworld. For a moment, he looked very much like Murong Yan in the world of cultivating immortals...

So gentle, so... It's hard to look away.

Ning Jiwei suddenly stopped looking, until Murong Yan saw that look in his eyes.

Murong Yan smiled and kissed him.

"Hmm..." Ning Jiwei was still dazed, confused by the kiss for a moment, and when he came to his senses, the two of them had already collapsed on the bed.

Fuck!no?Again?

Life matters, brother!

Ning Jiwei resolutely turned his head away, dragged the clothes that would not fall off, and moved into the bed.

"What are you afraid of?" Fortunately, Murong Yan was in a very good mood at the moment, he just smiled lightly and did not move any more.

Ning was slightly relaxed for a moment, and his long-sluggish thoughts were once again attracted by the suspended system in his mind. Before the system popped up a reminder for the next increase in favorability, he suddenly remembered something.

"Wait, you made this system, so can't you hear anything I say in my heart?"

Murong Yan didn't deny it, and leaned casually on the bed with a frivolous face, "If you want to hear it, you can naturally hear it."

I want to hear this... damn it!Ning Jiwei suddenly had the feeling of being watched, or the feeling of being watched when he ran naked.

He glared at Murong Yan angrily, "It's not fair!"

"Oh?" Murong Yan seemed amused, "Where is it unfair?"

A ghost who has lost all his cultivation, even his body was created for him out of mercy by the King of Pluto, how dare he say it's unfair?

Noticing that Murong Yan's gaze fell on him playfully, Ning Jiwei tugged on the fine attire on his body again, and said, "Look... I used to be your master at any rate, even though the thing I did before I died I'm really sorry for you, but for so many years of upbringing...ah no, the kindness of teaching should be repaid, right?"

"Heh..." Murong Yan felt more interesting, approached Ning Jiwei with a smile, whispered the words in his ear, "Then Master thinks...how should I repay it?"

"It's not this kind of retribution!" Ning Jiwei almost went crazy, dodged Murong Yan's movements, and said slowly: "I want to make a promise with you for three chapters!"

"First, you can't use this system to spy on me in the future, not once!"

"This..." Murong Yan was admiring Ning Jiwei's cat-like furry movement, it was clearly the same person, but despite the cold appearance, that skin seemed to come alive.

It's been a long time since I saw him like this...

Murong Yan felt nostalgic, his eyes raised, and he replied: "Okay."

Eh?Agreeing so easily?Ning Jiwei was in disbelief, "Ahem...then secondly, you have to cancel the intimacy-enhancing mode of the system!"

Is there any intimacy increase that can only be solved in bed?Moreover, the level of intimacy was reset to zero and she blew herself up. This is simply forcing her into prostitution, okay?

But unexpectedly, Murong Yan vetoed this without thinking, "No."

"Why?" Ning was puzzled, "There are many ways to increase intimacy, why are there only two options left? Then other systems are not like yours..."

Murong Yan's eyes moved down, and he didn't know where he was looking, so he interrupted him with some teasing, "Have you seen other systems?"

"Uh..." Ning Ji slightly reacted, what the hell!It seems that I slipped my tongue, "Then what, when I was in the world of cultivating immortals, increasing intimacy was not such a model..."

Afterwards, the voice became smaller and smaller, Murong Yan leaned over, put his hands on Ning Jiwei's side, and said indifferently: "If you mind so much, I will just change those options."

As Murong Yan spoke, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and his breath landed on the side of Ning Jiwei's neck in the next instant.

The scorching temperature spread along the bare neck.

The whole body is dry and hot.

"There's one last thing!" Ning Ji turned his head slightly, almost roaring.

Damn, doesn't Murong Yan have anything else on his mind?Why is it full of this... this kind of thing every day!

"What else?" Murong Yan raised his head impatiently, his eyes were cold, and the spiritual power was naturally suppressed.

The oppressive feeling made Ning feel a little suffocated, and the corners of his eyes turned red for a moment.

Realizing that something was wrong with Ning Jiwei, Murong Yan immediately withdrew his spiritual power, restrained his own spiritual power forcefully, and said softly, "Say it."

"Third..." Ning Jiwei breathed hard for a moment, and when the pressure in his heart completely faded, he said, "I need spiritual power, and I can't be you every time... Anyway, I don't want to be unfairly treated like this." treat!"

The gap between Ning Jiwei and Murong Yan is too big at this moment. It can be said that as long as Murong Yan is not going his way, he can easily kill Ning Jiwei. This disparity in power makes Ning Jiwei very insecure.

but……

"Master, did you forget something?" Murong Yan's expression turned cold, "This is the underworld, Master is no longer the revered Master Ning, so... why did Master negotiate terms with me? "

Once for grace, twice for charity, but for the third time...

Murong Yan's eyes dimmed a bit, he raised his hand to caress Ning Jiwei's side face, the gesture was considered tender, but the emotion in his eyes was not very clear.

"By..." He elongated his tone, pinched Ning Jiwei's face with force with his fingertips to force his eyes to meet, his breath was hot on his face for no reason, "By... do I like you? "

That tone never seemed half-joking, it was even serious, Ning couldn't help thinking of the past, Murong Yan once said that he was willing to do anything for him...

That sincere appearance is exactly the same as now...

The heart began beating uncontrollably and fast again.

Ning Jiwei suddenly raised his hand and waved away Murong Yan's touch, he held his heart, turned his head as if fleeing in despair.

Why... why is my heart beating so fast?

Ning Jiwei frowned fiercely, the corners of his eyes were squeezed out a little, and the tails of his eyes were thin red.

That refusal attitude made Murong Yan a little disappointed, he looked at Ning Jiwei for a while, but finally he couldn't help but compromise and said: "Okay, I promise you the third one."

"However..." Murong Yan stroked Fu Ning's slightly hair, and said: "Giving spiritual power to mortals is not an easy task, you have to give me something to eat."

Ning Ji turned his head slightly, and asked suspiciously: "What's so sweet..." Before he finished speaking, the voice paused as if someone had strangled it, and then turned into a suppressed one...

"Uh... don't..." Ning Jiwei wanted to push Murong Yan away, but was stopped by Murong Yan's spell, so he could only let Murong Yan do as he wanted.

"Master, don't worry..." Murong Yan spoke vaguely, "How can I be willing...to let Master work hard again? Naturally, it's up to me to take care of Master..."

"You..." Ning Jiwei could no longer speak, sweat dripped from his forehead, his face turned crimson.

The hem of the Chinese dress was lifted again...

After a stick of incense...

With a smile in Murong Yan's eyes, he looked at the tired Ning Ji who was leaning on the bed and shook his head slightly.

In the next moment, under Ning Jiwei's slightly surprised eyes, Murong Yan's beautiful eyebrows and eyes were bent, and suddenly he stuck out the tip of his tongue to lick the corner of his lips in the most ambiguous way.

Murong Yan raised his fingertips and brushed the edges of his lips with his fingertips, carrying those things that did not belong to him.

swallowed.

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Cough cough cough... Whoever read it didn't say a word: Pluto is awesome!Will or you will!