take care of yourself

Zhuo Yuanshan took away his hand, and Ying Yao did not open his eyes obediently. He lay on the bed with his waist slightly bowed, his calf resting on the edge of the bed, probably because the pressure on his arm was uncomfortable, and the center of his brow was also slightly wrinkled, but this made him feel uncomfortable. He looked even more pitiable.

No, the next second Zhuo Yuanshan corrected his thoughts, it was even more ravaging.

The body exposed under the black tights has a honey-like luster. Jianxiu has a good figure, with smooth muscle lines, which seem to be full of flexibility, but every point of force is properly tied up by the rope, which looks He was like a cheetah caught in a snare.

【Eat by me】

Zhuo Yuanshan patted his cheek approvingly with a smile: "Sword cultivators are indeed hard bones." He squeezed another snake-toothed bell, "But it's okay, I like crushing hard bones the most."

Compared with the first yin snake-tooth bell, which can relieve pain slightly because it feels like ice to the touch, the yang snake-tooth bell is as hot as a fire, and the moment it passes through the flesh, the whole person almost falls from the bed He jumped up, but Zhuo Yuanshan grabbed his throat and pressed him firmly on the bed, allowing the two snake-toothed bells to ring and pull each other closer.

Ying Yao's chest rose and fell rapidly, and his shoulders were soon covered with a thin layer of sweat, which wet the black clothes attached to his body. Zhuo Yuanshan stroked his shoulders with his free hands, but the force was not gentle.

"I know you are in pain, Yao, so you'd better remember it," Zhuo Yuanshan said when he entered him, "I don't like tough swordsmen, you have to learn to be a soft and pitiful one." Furnace cauldron."

And he himself did not hesitate to use the double cultivation method to forcibly take away the remaining cultivation base of Ying Yao, and took the aura in his meridians as his own, completely turning him back into a mortal.

The extremely cold and hot snake-toothed bells cling to the skin, and the empty meridians hurt like knives. This is hardly a torture that a mortal body can bear. the sound of.

He tried to curl up, but Zhuo Yuanshan forced Ying Yao to stretch his limbs until he finished a big week and put a jade bottle on the bedside: "The antidote for Xiaoyaosan," he said contentedly, "tonight reward."

Ying Yao didn't know if he could open his eyes. He let go of his bleeding lip, and licked it with the tip of his tongue. Seeing his movement, Moxiu felt a little pity from nowhere, bent down and cut it off with his nails. Untied the rope that tied Ying Yao, wiped the sweat from his temples, left a bead of fire on the side of the pillow, put on his clothes and went out to drink with a smile on his face.

Ying Yao opened his eyes when he heard the door closing, lay on the bed and stared at the empty roof for a while, he knew that Zhuo Yuanshan left the antidote because he was worried that the effect of the elixir he would take in the future would be left behind by Xiaoyao San The offset was not out of good intentions, so he sneered at his unreasonable sympathy, sat up with all his strength, picked up the jade bottle, poured the elixir in his palm, stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed it whole, then fell back on the bed After tossing and turning twice, he fell asleep.

But this sleep did not last long. He dreamed that Shimen was buried in the ground by the overwhelming snow, and he sat up from the bed with cold sweat on his back. Only when two bells rang did he realize that it was just a dream. Unable to fall asleep again, I had to lie on the bed and wait for dawn.

Sure enough, Zhuo Yuanshan was going to leave at dawn, he was still sitting on the beauty chair, Ying Yao couldn't find any new clothes, so he had to go out in his tattered tight black clothes, with the clothes hanging on his chest The two snake-toothed bells jingled following his steps, and the surrounding magicians showed understanding expressions one by one, and then turned their eyes away from him.

Ying Yao was almost confused by the two bells, and moved to the beauty chair step by step. Zhuo Yuanshan laughed when he saw him, and told him to come and sit on his lap.

As soon as Zhuo Yuanshan's palm touched his skin, he frowned, grabbed Ying Yao's waist and let him lean into his arms, and asked, "Why is your body so hot?"

Ying Yao fell into his arms docilely, and pondered for a while: "Maybe it's because of Xiaoyao San." He touched his forehead with the back of his hand, and said indifferently, "It's okay, I can't die."