Vicious villains always roll over [Quick Transmigration]

Ya waited for his Miaomiao to speak.

He is very patient. He who has created countless illusions knows people's hearts best.

People will grit their teeth at first, but eventually, as time passes, they will fall to their knees and beg for mercy.

The red candle flickered slightly, and the falling light and shadow flickered, falling on the young man, leaving several layers of ambiguity.

Ji Miao raised the corners of his mouth, there was no warmth in his eyes, his warm hands rested on Ya's neck, Ya seemed to feel some tenderness from Jimiao, he thought that Jimiao had figured it out, and joy appeared in his eyes It is truncated after one second.

The beautiful face was pinched by the neck, and the face was slightly red, Ya did not stop Jimiao, but instead looked at the young man with a pair of eyes without blinking.

He said silently, "It's useless..."

Gradually, the light in Ya Mou went out, and there was no vitality.

The world began to collapse rapidly, reflected in Ji Miao's plain eyes, and his vision went black.

"Officer groom, don't keep the bride waiting."

Several hands in the crowd pushed Jimiao into the bridal chamber.

The door closed, and he returned to the original time slot once again.

Same scene and annoying red.

This time Ya lifted the hijab by himself, and smiled: "It's useless, this is my fantasy, Miaomiao can't kill me."

Ji Miao sneered, and lifted the hem of her clothes.

If you can't provoke me, you can't hide.

When Ya saw that someone was about to run away, he grabbed Jimiao by the sleeve.

Under a slight pull, Ji Miao turned her face sideways, a bit of disgust appeared in her strong peach blossom eyes: "To be honest, you are more annoying than I imagined."

"Ah no, disgust."

After the words fell, Ya was a little dazed, and gradually lost his strength in pulling Jimiao's sleeves, his hands fell to his sides, his face was expressionless, and his lips were a little pale, because of Jimiao's words.

disgust……

Ji Miao pushed open the window lattice, stepped on the table next to her, and landed silently.

The people outside didn't notice the movement here, some drank heavily, and some fell to the ground drunk.

Ji Miao randomly found a clean empty room, lay down on the bed, and closed her eyes.

The ears caught a muffled hum and a few murmurs outside the door. It was a drunk man who passed out in front of the door.

The sky was bright at first, and then it was colored by large patches of reddish.

The people outside the door who hadn't left were muttering and whispering.

"This morning, I saw that the bride was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday. I'm afraid she didn't bear the rain and dew."

"Are you saying that you are afraid that the young master of the family will not raise it?"

Ji Miao opened his eyes.

Do not lift?Are those people blind? The bride looks like a man.

The door was pushed open, then closed gently.

Ya changed into white clothes, except for his temperament, his appearance was exactly the same as Rong Ning's.

Ya's complexion was a little ugly, and he was a little nervous and frightened.

"Miaomiao... I won't force you..."

"We can take our time."

Ya, who had been thinking all night, was no longer aggressive, and put on a layer of docile skin.

"Take your time?" Ji Miao thought carefully, slightly bent his eyes, and the shallow light hit his eyelids, as romantic as jade.

In the next second, he knocked Ya down to hell.

"You dream."

"But I'm dreaming." Ya tightened his clothes and buttoned up the material: "Everything here is what I saw from the memories of other monks."

"It's all fake anyway, why doesn't Miaomiao experience sex."

"Use your master's face and body."

Ya is still confused: "Anyway, this is only in a dream. Outside the dream, no one has touched Miaomiao's body. And no one knows what happened here."

Ji Miao leaned against the bed, her posture was loose, and her thin lips like peach blossoms said lightly: "Get out."

Ya's body froze, he didn't understand why his Miaomiao didn't like him.

"Why doesn't Miaomiao like me? Did Ya do something wrong?" He murmured in a low voice.

Ji Miao was a little annoyed, the Wufang sword was not in his hand, otherwise he would have chopped it up.

It didn't work to stimulate the protagonist, and he even put himself on it.

……

Ji Miao pushed open the window, and the scent of leaves and plants greeted her.

This illusion is very real, so real that every plant and tree can see the texture.

He went out every day, looking for a breakthrough in the illusion, only to find that the place he was in seemed to be a border town isolated from the world.

Inevitably, all kinds of gossip followed.

"Boy."

Someone stopped Jimiao, but he didn't turn his head back. He was stopped by people in the illusion almost every day when he went out.

"Hey, why are you running?"

The old man caught up with him, smiling until wrinkles formed on his eyes. It was a smile he was very familiar with. As he spoke, the old man secretly stuffed two bottles of things into his hand.

"Young man, don't worry, this one is for first-time brides...the other one is for you..."

Ji Miao's deep eyes looked at the back of the old man, and the old man turned around after walking a certain distance and gave him an encouraging look.

Ji Miao: "..."

This is the No. 12 time he has received this item, and each was given by a different person.

He was a little surprised when he received it for the first time. After asking other people, he found out that it was aphrodisiac and Hanyulu.

He cracked on the spot.

This is probably the will of the Eudemons.

But he also found something.

……

Ji Miao went out early and returned late these days without gaining anything.

Here he spent two weeks in modern time.

When he came back, Ya was sitting at the door, his beautiful face was a little pale, the moment he saw Jimiao, he tried his best to pull a smile on his face, haggard like a withered flower.

Ya stays at Ji Miao's door almost every day, trying to make Ji Miao feel a little soft-hearted.

If ordinary people saw such a beauty, they would have felt pity for it.

It's a pity that Ji Miao knows better than anyone else that in the illusion of phantom beasts, as long as phantom beasts want to, they can change any appearance.

Ya watched Jimiao pass by him without even looking at him, he felt so cold, his Miaomiao would rather be trapped in an illusion than touch him.

He seemed to have fallen into a cold hell.

It was getting dark outside.

The dark clouds covered the moon, and the cold wind swept in. Under the gloomy sky, the trees outside were also affected, and the branches and leaves fell all over the courtyard.

Visions are also affected by the owner's state of mind.

Crackling, the rain is getting heavier.

There was a bang of thunder, and the shadows of the people outside were imprinted on the wall.

"Miaomiao..."

Ya was outside, with an ugly face like a ghost, long wet hair twisted into strands, eyes filled with hope that he didn't know.

As time passed, Ya's heart sank to the bottom.

No monk's vision told him what to do if his partner didn't like him.

His Miaomiao doesn't take soft things, and even turns a blind eye to all kinds of hints.

But there is another kind of career that I haven't tried.

In his own illusion, he is like a superior controller, he can control anything, even people.

……

The beams on top began to crumble, shattering into points of light in the air.The dots of light began to reunite, like a tide, and the environment changed, that is, the wing room that Miao was looking at became another type of room.

He was lying on the big bed, his wrists were tied to both sides of the bed by soft and tough ropes, presenting a big font, the hairpin was taken off with a force, and the black hair spread out on the bed.

A beautiful and soft boy lying docilely on the bed will make people's blood boil.

Ji Miao's eyes darkened completely, but he didn't speak indiscriminately because of his anger.

He looked at Ya calmly, without the slightest emotion inside, as if Ya was a clown in front of him.

Ya walked slowly, the rustling sound of shoes dragging on the floor, arousing ambiguity for no reason.

Ya understood Jimiao's expression, and pulled out a smile that was about to cry.

He followed Jimiao's collar and flicked it down.

Ji Miao didn't pay attention, his complexion was a little pale, and his lips were pursed, as if he was fighting for something.

Ya's hand stopped as the wall began to twist, the anomaly only lasted for a moment and then stopped.

Ya leaned down, and Ji Miao turned sideways, the kiss landed on his face, Ya didn't mind, covered up Ji Miao's clothes, and just said: "Wait for me to come back."

Ya disappeared on the spot.

Ji Miao showed a mocking smile, trying to trap him, Ya seemed to have forgotten one thing, the Eudemons could only modify the opponent's illusion, which meant that Ji Miao had a small part of the control over the illusion , although small, is sufficient.

This is what he discovered by walking around in the illusion these days. For example, the medicine delivery person who must come every day, Miao set the age of the person to sixty, and the face is the face he is most familiar with.

Under his gaze, the rope gradually became loose, and he broke free easily.

"Squeak-"

The door rang, and Ji Miao hurriedly recovered the rope, closed her eyes, her eyelashes fluttered a few times and stopped moving.

The person at the door came step by step.

The temperature dropped suddenly, and the cool aroma filled the air.

The strap on the wrist gradually loosened, and Ji Miao was hugged into his arms.

The warm and jade-like hand brushed away the black hair that fell on his eyebrows, the cool breath sprayed on his face, and the corner of his mouth turned cold.

There was a cold and warm voice next to my ear: "Miaomiao, it's all right."

The person who said this sentence seemed to have hesitated for a long time, and his words were extremely comforting, and he tapped softly.

This is what the monks in white have learned in the mortal world. When a couple wakes up in the morning, they will rub their ears together for a while.

Miaomiao...

He suddenly remembered that he had always called his apprentice by you before, but today he heard the phantom beast call his apprentice Miaomiao.

Oddly enough, he felt that this title was so appropriate for Jimiao.

He yelled in his heart many times, each time bringing up different emotions.

"Master."

Rong Ning met the boy's peach-like pupils.

Heart skipped a beat.

Ji Miao propped up her body, her blue hair fell down, some of it landed on the back of Rong Ning's hand, it was icy cold.

The corners of the young man's eyes were smudged with bright red, and the corners of his slightly curved mouth seemed to be in a good mood. Taking advantage of Rong Ning's unpreparedness, Ji Miao exerted force on his hand, and Rong Ning fell on the bed following his force.

The Achilles' heel was exposed in front of Ji Miao's eyes.

Ji Miao smiled lowly, the corners of her eyes that were already bright red, now seemed like an added color.

Warm hands caressed the white monk's neck vaguely: "So Master wants to be with me..."

Ji Miao whispered next to Rong Ning's ear, the hot air sprayed on the back of the ear, and that part also turned reddish.

Something soft and wet slid across his lips.

Ji Miao belatedly realized that she had been licked.

The deserted monk below frowned slightly in distress, looking at the stunned face of the person above him: "Did I do something wrong..."

"Mortal people do this..."

Jimiao: "???"

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