After wearing a book, I fell in love with an old man in the fairy world

His whole body was in pain like being run over by a giant wheel, and there was a rotten and damp stench in the air.

After the teleportation, Lian Mou opened his eyes and found that he had fallen into a miasma forest similar to the environment at the entrance of the secret realm.

When he first arrived in a strange place, he didn't have time to think about the salty pig's hand that attacked him when he teleported just now, but immediately held his breath and stuffed an antidote pill into his mouth, and took out his weapon to be on guard.

There are too many unknown dangers in the secret realm, and all monsters, poisonous insects and miasma may be fatal threats. In addition, similar monks who have entered the secret realm must be more careful, otherwise they will lose their skin if they do not lose their lives.

Quickly scanning the surrounding environment, making sure that this place is not dangerous for the time being, Lian Miao heaved a sigh of relief, then glanced at a certain guy in a golden and luxurious outfit opposite, and cursed secretly in his heart: Fuck!

Before entering the secret realm, he secretly made up his mind to stay away from Yao Jin, the gold ingot that seemed to dislike him, who knew that he would bump into him right after he entered!

One must know that such random teleportation formations can fall to the same vicinity is already against the sky, but they actually teleported directly together, how lucky is it?

Thinking about the fate, Lian Miao decided to pretend that he couldn't see, got up and patted his clothes, preparing to leave quickly.

This Yao Jin's attitude towards him before was too clear. He didn't have the time and shame to stick to other people's cold buttocks. Yes, wasting his time.

But he didn't intend to talk to the other party, but Yao Jin seemed to be a bitch over there. He was obviously not pleasing to the eye, but he still wanted to get close to him.

"Fellow Daoist Yue, are you not with me?"

The mean man caught up with him, grabbed his arm, and said in a low voice, like it was a big mistake for him not to go with him.

Lian Mou felt that this guy must have a serious brain problem to ask such a question, buddy, didn't you just dislike me just now?It's normal for me not to act with you!

But... why is the touch on this arm so familiar?

Lian Mou suddenly stared, "You pinched my ass when you teleported just now?!"

It can't be blamed for his quick and powerful reaction. The monk's facial features are sensitive, and he himself is extremely sensitive to the touch of strangers. The salty pig's hand that took advantage of him just now is so clear and obvious, of course he remembers it clearly.

The strength and size of this hand are just like the trotters that took advantage of him just now!

Yao Jin obviously didn't expect him to guess so quickly, and he guessed right, he was taken aback for a moment before recovering.

But he didn't have the slightest sense of being a hooligan. Instead, his attitude was calm and indifferent, as normal as if he helped an old lady to cross the road.

He looked Lian Miao up and down, touched his nose, and admitted arrogantly, "I pinched it, the face is not good, and the buttocks are quite upturned."

Even commented on contempt!

Fuck, there really are people in this world who are more shameless, arrogant and thick-skinned than him.Lian Mou's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe what he heard and saw.

But after a short sigh of amazement, Lian Mou became angry. He said long ago that what he hates the most in his life is the guy who peeps at his ass.

"Look at you, you look like a dog. I didn't expect you to be a shameless and hungry ghost. When I grow up like this, you can be hungry and thirsty. If you don't get rid of you today, I don't know how many good women and beautiful men have been murdered by you in the future. Look at the tricks." !"

Lian Mourning Yizheng shouted angrily, and attacked him with a whip.

What he said was not nonsense, this time he came out and dressed up meticulously, making sure to make himself as ugly as possible, so as to avoid all the troubles of mad bees and butterflies.

As a result, there are still people who take advantage of him. If such a lustful hungry ghost is not hacked to death, I don’t know how many compatriots and sisters will suffer in the future. The bad seedlings should be strangled in the cradle in advance to eliminate harm for the people!

When dealing with the enemy, Lian Mourning has always been as fierce as winter, and when he whipped the long whip with flames, a scorched black ditch with a depth of several feet appeared in the place where Yao Jinshan avoided, which showed the sharpness and sharpness of his strikes.

Under the guidance of Ji Changfeng and Feng Yan for more than half a year, even if his cultivation level is not enough, he can still challenge him. Few monks at the same level are his opponents.

"Didn't I just pinch your butt, and it was so vicious."

After avoiding Yao Jin, his eyelids twitched when he saw the scorched black deep groove on the ground. This kid is more ruthless than he imagined. Why did he believe in that weak posture before? Human monks are the most cunning and good at disguising up.

"Isn't it just a pinch of the butt, why don't you let me pinch it too!"

Lian Mou couldn't hear what was going on in his heart, and when he heard the words, his anger rose to another level.

Is this a butt pinching thing?It's about the dignity of a man okay!It's so easy to say, if you have the ability to lift your butt out, let him pinch it twice, you bastard!

Lian Mourning was burning with anger, and his spiritual power poured into the long whip. The red and blue colors of the flame attached to the whip alternated alternately. When it hit the ground, it created a picture of scorched black and frozen soil in half, which was extremely horrifying.

But Yao Jin is obviously not a vegetarian either, he is extremely flexible in dodging and moving with ease.

Occasionally, the attack landed on the opponent and did not cause an attack. I don't know if the opponent's physical fitness is strong, or the quality of the cassock on his body is too good, and there is no trace left after the attack.

Lian Mourn was startled and suspicious.

Feng Yan also suddenly said, 【Let's go!This person hides his strength, and his cultivation is by no means limited to the late stage of Foundation Establishment. 】

No matter how well the cultivation level is hidden, the high-ranking monk's movement skills are not easy to hide. Lian Mou can't see it, but he can recognize it at a glance. This Yao Jin is not easy. If the opponent fights seriously, Yao Nan will definitely not be able to stand up .

[So what if he hides his cultivation, there are restrictions here, let him have great abilities outside, but here he can only display the strength of the foundation period, today I will use him to try my hard work for half a year! 】

Other things can be tolerated, but Lian Mou is determined not to tolerate this matter. If he doesn't kill this hungry ghost today, the hatred in his heart will not be eliminated.

Lian Mourning looked cold, ignoring Feng Yan's advice, waving a long whip in his hand, and throwing spells and magic weapons all over to greet him without hesitation, as if he had returned to the battle in the apocalypse, an indescribable murderous aura was revealed on his body.

It was not something that could be cultivated by ordinary years of fighting. The evil spirit formed by killing countless zombies for ten years was enough to frighten senior monks like Feng Yan in the magic way.

On the other side, Yao Jin also put away his thoughts and turned serious. This kid really exceeded his expectations.

The fighting spirit in his heart was faintly aroused. The monster clan is good at fighting and fighting. Lian Mourn's attack made him a little excited. A strange color flashed in his eyes. .

After all, his cultivation base and battle experience are much higher than Lian Mourn's. Lian Mourn didn't take advantage of the slightest advantage in several fights.

"Not only is my butt up, but I also have a hot temper..."

The original owner's body was very sensitive, and the warm and numb sensation on the tips of his ears made Lian Moo's body go limp on the spot, making him even more depressed and flustered.

Lian Mou couldn't help shouting, "Tao, haven't you seen what I look like? Do you want to have such a strong taste? Is there something wrong with your eyes!"

Yao Jin was still not annoyed at all, instead he showed a wicked smile.

With one hand restraining his waist, the other brushed across his face, a cleansing technique instantly washed off the fine powder that covered the face of the person in his arms, revealing Zhang Jiaoyang's dazzling and beautiful face.

In the world of cultivating immortals, Yi Rong likes to use the method of concealing and changing appearance, but Lian Mour goes the other way and uses the technique of mortal makeup. This is a good way to escape the detection of monks' magic, which makes people have no doubts.

However, this function can only scare the unfamiliar, but familiar people can recognize it.

Yao Jin squeezed the familiar and good-looking face in his hands, and his heart was full of smiles. I have to say that this kid's temper is annoying, but this face is really good-looking, which suits his appetite very much. The previous anger will be gone now. Just want to bring people back to the clan.

"Beauties are very vigilant, but I can't hide this trick from me..."

"..."

Lian Mou couldn't help but widen his eyes and his heart pounded when he heard the words, and finally understood why this gangster was staring at him, so he had already seen his true face.

He just said, how could someone fall in love with him when he was dressed like a flower, and his feelings were caused by the evil physique of the original owner.

But now it's useless to complain, the hooligans have provoked him, he can't sit still and wait for Chrysanthemum to suffer.

"I can't hide it from you, I can beat you to death!"

Lian Mourn suddenly smiled treacherously, raised his foot and used the classic anti-wolf trick, and kicked the hooligan in front of him viciously.

No matter what species, how strong the body defense is, the little brother is always the most vulnerable male. Yao Jin screamed almost immediately, let go of him and took a few steps back.

And Lian Mour took the opportunity to take out a middle-grade spiritual weapon dagger from the storage bag, leaped forward and threw the opponent down, and the dagger stabbed mercilessly in the neck.

But he didn't expect that the other party's physical defense was far beyond his imagination. With a crisp sound of 'zheng', the dagger of the middle-grade spiritual weapon was broken directly!

Lian Mourn was shocked, "Damn it, have you practiced the golden bell?!"

"How dare you kick me!"

Yao Jin couldn't understand what he said, just after recovering from the pain of his little brother, his face finally changed and distorted with anger, he stretched out his hand to grab Yao Nan's neck, turned over to restrain him, and regained the initiative in the battle.

What a shame, what a shame, if it wasn't for his strong body, he would have been crippled immediately after that kick, this kid is so ruthless!

"Cough cough cough... I just kicked you, what's the matter, your thing is a little big, I didn't even kick you to get angry!"

Lian Miaojin's temper also came up, refused to admit defeat and threw away the broken dagger, and stretched out his hand to pinch the opponent's neck. At the same time, while laughing at attracting attention, he cunningly took the opportunity to attack the man's fragile thing with his knee again.

If NND can't be killed, he doesn't believe that he can't kill this guy!

Unexpectedly, he was hit on the knee again, Yao Jin hissed, his face contorted.

It was the first time in my life that I met such a rascal and not afraid of death, and dare to call him young!He was so angry that he pressed the person's feet, and then showed his white teeth, and bit the person's shoulder hard to vent his anger as a lesson.

"Ah, you bastard, you belong to the dog!"

Lian Mourning cried out in pain, feeling that the flesh on his shoulder was about to be bitten off by the other party, he was so unconvinced by the pain that his hands and feet were not free, and he was determined to learn the shameless hooligan tricks on his body, biting Hold the opponent's neck.

For a moment, the two very angry dogs hugged each other and gnawed on each other, inseparable...

It wasn't until a murderous sharp sword suddenly pierced through the air that the two men's eyes changed suddenly, and they regained their senses and pushed each other away, turning their heads together to look in the direction of the attack.

"get out!"

The two angry people spoke in unison, with thick voices.