The apprentice is tempted every day on the edge of madness

Xu had some experience in the past, and the knot in the past has come to an end, so he is somewhat used to staying here, and it can barely be called comfortable.

Xiangong Ling's earlier leaving without saying goodbye was Yue Qinghui's contact point, as long as this was not mentioned, most of the time it was still easy to talk and would not embarrass him too much.

Yue Qinghui's thoroughness in doing things has always been so good that he cut off his plan to find out the outside situation early on.Day after day, I was isolated from the outside world, I didn't know the news, I didn't worry about my emotions, I didn't work hard for food and clothing.Under the spacious and empty narrowness, there is only freshness left, as if there is only one person left, and there is only so much.

However, this fresh person doesn't seem to know how to use this freshness rationally, and when he catches the opportunity, he will dazzle him, breaking his comfort, disturbing his cleanliness, and doing tricks in different ways.

Binding the hands and feet is like wiping out the rules. As long as you stay within the rules, you will be bound by the rules. If you get used to it, you can find some freedom.

He was very comfortable watching the water alone, but whenever he came, he had to tie his hands and feet, get out of the hard-won comfort zone, and always be on guard against him making any out-of-the-ordinary moves.Xiangong Ling wanted to see him occasionally, but now she can't wait for him to leave quickly.

Xiangong Ling didn't understand what he was thinking, she seemed indifferent, but she was paranoid and refused to let him go, she often visited him, and she was mostly playing tricks and gossiping, but she didn't tell him the truth... just an obsession?

This person came and went, and he could always find some tricks to come back. He suppressed people tirelessly, and after a while, Xiangong Ling could also practice dead corpse skills under his suppression.

From the beginning, everything had to be avoided and struggled, but the result was contained without accident.

Up to now, he has eaten the food placed on the tea table in a slow manner. If he has to change his clothes, he can freely spread his hands to facilitate his actions. God comes and goes.

"Hello." Xiangong Ling came back to his senses, and grabbed the hands that were groping around his body.

If you change your clothes properly, you can just change. This person can't help but say that he can't help but just gnaw on others. What's the point of doing things?

Resisting is always a backlash, but if you don't resist, he will get worse and worse.

The person who got worse didn't have the bad appearance he deserved, he was still bright and upright, as if what he was twisting in his hands was not clothes, but flower petals, and what he touched was not people, but flower stamens.

Right now, Xiangong Ling's heart is not full of love, so naturally she can't appreciate the scene, and pretends to be disgusted to shake off the perpetrator's hand.

That hand was obviously pushed away, but when Xiangong Ling stopped his hand, he turned against the guest again.

Yue Qinghui's aura gradually became a little unstable, and the bewitching look in his eyes became more bewildering. The horrified Xiangong Ling thought that he really wanted to do something more and go too far.

At this moment, Yue Qinghui's figure that was about to lean forward suddenly stopped, and he rubbed his fingertips, with a rare look of impatience in his eyes.

"understood."

He was actually replying to someone.

The day of the selection of Qingling's disciples was also the busiest time for the chief disciple, even if Yue Qinghui wanted to entertain him, it was not the time.Xiangong Ling was very happy in his heart, perhaps the slight change in the moment of relief was captured, Yue Qinghui only narrowed his eyes slightly, half-smiling.

He kissed the back of that hand to his lips and said, "Wait."

He broke out of the barrier without looking back, and went straight to the outside, in a hurry, Xian Gongling was really afraid that he would come back like he left in the next second.

There seemed to be lingering warmth in his hands, scorching people, Xian Gongling endured staring blankly for a while, the lingering warmth was still scorching enough, finally took off his clothes and jumped into the water.

He buried his head deep into the water, originally wanting to immerse himself thoroughly, but his eyes caught a tripod-like object, which was particularly eye-catching under the clear and clear water.

He felt strange, so he couldn't help getting closer, the soft ropes on his hands and feet stopped him lightly, but the distance now was enough for Xiangong Ling to see what it was.

Dementor tripod?

He couldn't help distinguishing carefully, although the appearance of this tripod was different from those he had seen before, the attraction he felt when he approached it was not deceiving.He intuitively realized that now that he had changed his body, his soul consciousness was nailed here like hands and feet and he couldn't break free, it must have something to do with this tripod.

His heart skipped a beat, he broke through the water, his eyes blazed toward a corner of the pavilion.

"Clear."

Hearing the sound, the sword standing still in the corner shook the sword body slightly, but it stopped there and stopped moving. Xiangong Ling called out again, and Qing Jue came over hesitantly.

Xiangong Ling was a little helpless, but he also knew that its vigilance was right. He stretched out his hand, and no matter how hesitant the sword was, it stopped peacefully in his palm.

Xiangong Ling held the sword in one hand, looked at the rope tied around his wrist, and swung it down forcefully with the mentality of trying. The rigid sword rubbed against the soft rattan rope, and the soft rope bent down flexibly, but quickly recovered Yes, he earned again, but it was really useless.

But he didn't give up, this time he injected the only but not much spiritual power, Qing Jue confirmed that he did not injure himself, and cooperated a lot this time, then he heard a "clank" after a sudden, the blade of the sword There were bright sparks on the face, and the light disappeared, but the soft rope was still as new.

He was convinced, too, if he could break free so easily, why would Yue Qinghui keep Qing Jue here.

Thinking like this, the wrist is loose.

Xian Gongling looked slightly startled, looked at Kong Luoluo's wrist, moved it up and down, still not so convinced, the suspicion in his heart did not stop him from cutting the mess, and saw him doing the same, swiping the sword very quickly, shackles everywhere There is nothing left.

He climbed up the pavilion again in such a wet state, without the control of the soft rope, he paced to rest in a place that he could not usually go to. After a while, he didn't know what to do, and became inexplicably agitated.

How could he be willing to live in a corner, how could he like to be tied up.

Thinking of the protesting behavior shown by the man when he left, Xiangong Ling stood up, paced back and forth quite agitatedly, and finally scribbled a few words on the table with his fingers.

——We will meet another day.

It will be another day, if there is that day, I will come to you.

After writing these three characters, he escaped back into the water and got a little closer to the underwater vessel. He just wanted to test the appearance later, but unexpectedly, the closer he got, the stronger the suction force of the cauldron would be, causing him to lose his soul. Consciousness is not stable.

Just so dizzy, the scene in front of him changed, and the cicada's cry not far away seemed to be lingering in his ears, Xian Gongling got used to it, and then remembered where he was.

It was the cave he hid in earlier.

He felt that the cultivation base in his original body was empty, and he was not discouraged.This body is too weak, he randomly rubbed out a few small fruits, but they were all sour, so he had to throw them away. Fortunately, there was still a pastry, which he swallowed to barely fill his stomach without smelling it.

But it was far from enough, and I couldn't help but see the platefuls of delicious food that I just ate this morning. Perhaps the contrast between the two was too strong, and Xiangongling couldn't restrain the bitterness, and finally leaned on the wall He stood up and stepped out firmly.

So what, he still didn't want to go back.

It was sweltering at noon, and people were sweating profusely under the intense sun. Xiangong Ling was frail and swaying. At this time, his chest was also stuffy to the point that he was getting a little out of breath. strength.

He leaned his arms against the tree, sweat dripped down his already drenched hair, the trees in front of him were even thinner, exposing the dazzling sun to his sight, visually it was really hard for him to bear.

Helpless, I had no choice but to sit on the spot under the shade of this small tree and rest my feet. I was as weak as I was dizzy, and it was the first time in my life that I suffered from heat stroke.

He was no longer able to support himself anymore, his body tilted at this moment, fearing that he might fall.

The premonition came true as expected, and I felt that the world was hanging upside down in front of me. After a short period of weightlessness, I don't know if it was because I was about to lose consciousness, so I didn't feel much pain.

His forehead was suddenly smeared with icy cold, and the scorching heat had not yet subsided, two phases came one after another, Xiangong Ling was so excited that he shivered, he blinked blankly, and discerned an outline from the dizzy darkness.

"... off the strings?"

The hand covering the forehead stopped, and turned around again, the coolness pressed against the face, at least it could be relieved a little.

He couldn't see clearly anyway, so Xiangong Ling simply closed his eyes, hoping to get better soon.

He was pillowed on this person's lap, and the breath around his body was a little strange, and the hand that was attached to the face changed places again, and began to caress towards the temple, and the nimble fingers were pressed and twisted little by little.

In fact, there was no need to be so troublesome, as long as he took some spiritual energy for him, he would feel much better, but he didn't do it.

Watching him struggle, watching him leave with determination, watching him express his longing, watching his firm back, watching his thin figure gradually weaken under the scorching heat, watching him endure the pain of boredom until he really collapses, Only then did I feel a little bit about helping.

— but not so wholeheartedly.

The pallor on his face finally subsided a little, and the slightly frowned eyebrows gradually relaxed, Yue Qinghui moved his hand away.

It seems embarrassing, this person didn't mean to open his eyes, it means that you are silent and I am silent, the airflow is stagnant, the two sides are at a stalemate, and fell into a short silence.

Not long after, the hand that had been moved away began to restless again, pointing to the center of the eyebrows, and then scratching to the bridge of the nose, and began to trace in detail little by little.

Until the bony fingers stroked the upper lip, and began to caress the lips almost ravaged/ravaged, Xiangong Ling turned his head, revealing his shallow eyes.

Ben was not very angry, nor did he have much strength to be angry.

The flexible long fingers reached to the gap between the lips again, and before Xiangong Ling could react, he got in, and easily hooked the wet and slippery soft tongue to play with.

Xian Gongling was stunned for a moment, and was already a little angry in a daze. Just as he was about to turn his head to avoid it, his jaw was tightly clamped by the other hand, and he was forced to loosen his jaw for a while, promising his superb skills Sexual teasing.

The slender bony fingers made a wet and sticky sound, the man's jaw was a little red from being bound, he relaxed a little, and was bitten without accident.

It's a good thing he is innocent, otherwise, if this mouthful goes on, blood will inevitably be seen.

The fingers twirled even more vigorously, moving in and out of the crimson lips that had been kneaded, hooking some wet and sticky strands of the lips, forcing out some physiological tears from him, and the steaming shallow eyes were even stained red.

Only then was he willing to let him go.

Xiangong Ling turned over in pain and coughed, and kept wiping his lips with his sleeve robe. First, the heavens were not good enough to kill him in the scorching heat, and now he was being teased and tortured by this man. He managed to recover and glared at him. .

The latter actually still looked calm and breezy, as if the bastard who shot just now was not him.

What an eye opener.

After being offended one after another, Xiangong Ling was so angry that she almost smoked, completely ignoring how she was caught by him and how she was recognized.

His lips trembled, it was ravaged there, and it was still slightly swollen, the hot feeling couldn't help stimulating his nerves, which undoubtedly added fuel to the fire.

"You evil..."

But it stopped abruptly.

It can't be said that he committed a crime, after all, he hasn't heard from him for so many years, and he doesn't know what kind of relationship they still have now.

"evil creature!"