Master Shizun wants to force marriage?

Yan Tong can think of it, and Ji Heng can naturally think of it, but he doesn't know the origin of it, and naturally he doesn't understand Yan Tong's disgust when he dodges, so when he thought of it, he said it naturally: "Do you think it's the demon king Yan Ting? "

The expression on Yan Tong's face cracked for a moment, but he recovered quickly, looked at Ji Heng and nodded: "I can't think of anyone else with such ability except that person." Before Ji Heng could speak, he said to himself Negating himself: "But it's unlikely, although no one knows Yan Ting's whereabouts after the demon war, but You Ling claims to be the master of the two realms of demons, so it is impossible to allow him to exist in this world again."

No matter how dull Ji Heng was, he noticed that Yan Tong's expression was wrong at this moment, and asked patiently, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Yan Tong originally didn't want to tell Ji Heng these old things, it's useless to say, and so many years have passed.

He didn't want to get involved in the grievances of the previous generation, and he didn't even bother to get involved.

But at this moment, seeing Ji Heng looking at him with a worried expression on his face, Yan Tong also developed a rare "self-pity". After watching Ji Heng silent for a moment, he lowered his head slightly, and said lightly: "You Ling, In fact, she is my biological mother. And Yan Ting is my biological father.

I was the worst accident in that war, and it was also a conspiracy that everyone used to operate.

All of them wanted me to die, but I didn't expect that everyone in that war is dead now, and I am the only one who is still alive. "

He picked some important things from that year, and told Ji Heng concisely.

This incident was no longer considered a wound, but Yan Tong kept avoiding it intentionally or unintentionally. After all, no one wanted to use these things as talking points.

He thought he would care a little bit about the things that had been in his mind for too long.

But the fact is that he said these lightly, and his heart has long been calm.

The bloody storms of those years were burned away by the fire of time, and now there is only a calm and calm.

After Yan Tong finished speaking, he quietly glanced at Ji Heng, but Ji Heng's performance made him a little confused.

Ji Heng seemed a little overwhelmed by such explosive news, and stared at Yan Tong in a daze, without blinking his eyes.

After a while, he seemed to be slowly smacking out a little taste.

The expression became very subtle, seemingly sad or not, angry or angry, with a slight frown between the brows, and many emotions flashed in the eyes.

Yan Tong didn't say anything more, he wanted to see what Ji Heng would say.

"How did you survive when you were a baby?" Ji Heng's expression changed back and forth several times, but finally he asked this question.

Yan Tong: "..." I always feel that Master has missed the point?

Can you respect the miserable Lord of the Demon Realm?

The corners of Yan Tong's mouth twitched slightly, and he looked at Ji Heng silently for a while, the latter obviously didn't have the consciousness of saying or doing something wrong, so he looked back in a daze.

Yan Tong: "..."

admit defeat.

Yan Tong played out the eighteen bends of the mountain road in his heart, although he couldn't quite follow Ji Heng's brain circuit, he still explained it honestly

.

He touched his nose in embarrassment: "I heard from the little demon in the land of cold and underworld, it seems that my blood is too strong. When You Ling wanted to kill me, I sucked in a fairy soul, and then became a god-devil. It's close. They couldn't kill me, so they locked me in the land of cold and underworld."

Who would have thought that when he mentioned something so casually, Ji Heng's expression changed subtly, and he stretched out his hand to Yan Tong hesitantly for a moment, and said slowly: "Give me your hand."

Yan Tong blinked and didn't understand what he was going to do, but he still handed it out.

Immediately afterwards, Ji Heng closed his eyes and said something in his mouth, a slight heat came from Yan Tong's palm, Yan Tong just looked straight at Ji Heng, thinking inappropriately, Master's eyes are so beautiful ~

He also wanted to look at his master's eyes, nose, and thin lips... Unfortunately, he hadn't figured out why yet, and suddenly there was an indescribable feeling in his body.

Suddenly a fire ignited in the lower abdomen, Yan Tong couldn't help frowning and let out a short snort.

The hand caught by Ji Heng suddenly used some strength to hold Ji Heng back.

However, Ji Heng suddenly let go of him like an electric shock, his fingers trembled slightly, and he quickly lowered his head, his earlobes turned a thin layer of red at some point.

While Yan Tong was surprised by his reaction in this situation, his face turned suspiciously red, and at the same time he was puzzled by Ji Heng's actions, and said in a hoarse voice: "Master, you, what did you just do? ?”

He clearly felt it, when Ji Heng grabbed his hand just now, he used something to pull the fairy soul in his body that had been silent as dead.

This is something that hasn't happened in more than 100 years.

He was amazed and surprised at the same time.

Unexpectedly, when he asked this question, Ji Heng's face became even more red, and he suddenly said: "Although there is only one ray of that fairy soul in your body, it has already merged with you, and you will take good care of it in the future... Good for you."

Yan Tong was even more puzzled: "It was because of this ray of immortal soul that I survived back then, and of course I would take good care of it. But why did Master explain it specifically today?"

Not many people know about the fairy soul, and even he himself has almost forgotten its existence.

The fairy soul is like a drop of blood that has merged into Yan Tong's heart. It has been integrated with his own flesh and soul for more than 100 years, and it is difficult to distinguish you from me.

Strange to say.

Although that ray of immortal soul was very compatible with him, but he himself had never really sensed it.

For more than 100 years, no one else can sense it.

Yan Tong sometimes thinks of that ray of soul that doesn't know where it came from, and almost suspects that it is a karma in the previous life, otherwise how could he not feel it?

But today Ji Heng easily resonated with that ray of immortal soul.

Yan Tong couldn't help being surprised... To be precise, it was a huge surprise.

But Ji Heng refused to speak, just lowered his eyes slightly, his expression was inexplicably flustered, and his eyes were dodging everywhere: "It's nothing, you... In short, you are good at giving birth to him. For you, there is nothing wrong with it."

With Ji Heng like this, it is clear that he knows something hidden.

And seeing him dodging like this, Yan Tong was not very curious at first, but he was suddenly hooked.

Now he has made up his mind to ask what Ji Heng knows.

Yan Tong rolled his eyes, and took a step closer to Ji Heng. Ji Heng felt his breath approaching, and subconsciously raised his head to look at him.

Yan Tong suddenly smiled softly.

Really, why is Ji Heng still so ignorant and loving at this time.

Ji Heng looked at Yan Tong's face close at hand, pursed the corners of his mouth, and said unnaturally: "What are you doing..."

It's a pity that before the last questionable syllable was uttered, Yan Tong leaned over and gently bit his lips, then rubbed them together a few times without haste, and finally stretched out the tip of his tongue to wet his slightly parted lips. lips.

Faced with this sudden kiss, Ji Heng slightly widened his eyes, still a little at a loss.

Yan Tong didn't go deep, and let him go in a timely manner.

Ji Heng's lips were bitten and kissed by Yan Tong, and now they were charmingly rosy, making people unable to resist swallowing them.

Yan Tong swept Ji Heng's waist firmly into his arms, and threatened him childishly: "What does Master know? If you don't tell me, I will keep kissing you until you say so."

After finishing speaking, he leaned over and kissed the corner of Ji Heng's mouth.

Ji Heng's earlobe was red enough to bleed, but he still kept silent.

Yan Tong looked at him as if he was trying to keep some big secret, but couldn't help being more curious, and at the same time felt that such a Ji Heng was really cute.

He couldn't help thinking, it's okay not to talk, then it's okay to kiss shamelessly like this, anyway, he can't lose anything.

But Ji Heng was not as shameless as him, the two of them kissed each other like a child playing house, after a while, Ji Heng vaguely heard the voice of someone discussing.

He was startled and hurried to push Yan Tong.

But Yan Tong hugged him tightly and refused to let go, still laughing in his ear: "Master, really don't say it? Then I..." When he said this, his voice suddenly dropped, and he pressed against Ji Heng's He didn't know what he said in his ears, Ji Heng's eyes widened, and his face was flushed.

But Yan Tong didn't seem to feel it, one hand had already slipped quietly to Ji Heng's belt, and it was twirling once and for all, and the hand around his waist slid down dishonestly.

Ji Heng was startled and panicked, he didn't expect that Yan Tong really planned to be here...

The sound of talking in the distance was getting closer and closer, Ji Heng looked at Yan Tong as if begging, hoping that he could calm down a little.

But Yan Tong obviously didn't intend to do this, and he didn't expect such an environment to give Ji Heng such a big stimulus. Originally, he just wanted to scare Ji Heng so that he could tell the truth.

Then, looking at Ji Heng's shy and flustered look now, he felt that the result of "torture" might not be so important, and now he wanted to experience the process of "torture" with Ji Heng.

He slowly tightened his arms around Ji Heng's waist, making the two of them stick tightly together.

Naturally, Ji Heng also noticed the change in him, so he wanted to push him away even more impatiently: "There...someone..."

What he said was interesting, Yan Tong listened to it, and took it for granted that "no one can do it".So he hugged Ji Heng horizontally in this posture, and he arrived at a mountain stream in a blink of an eye.

There are many mountains and mountains, and this mountain stream is surrounded by airtight.

Yan Tong took a cursory look at the surrounding environment, and felt that there must be no one without eyes to disturb them.

Ji Heng didn't know how things developed into what they are now, but Yan Tong's eyes clearly told him what would happen next.

So, when Yan Tong rushed towards him again and pressed him to the open space beside the mountain stream and kept kissing him.

He struggled a little, and then looked at Yan Tong's burning eyes hesitantly for a while, but Yan Tong couldn't stand his teasing, gritted his teeth resentfully, and wanted to kiss him again.

Ji Heng suddenly stretched out his hand to cover his mouth.

Yan Tong was stunned for a moment, but didn't realize what Ji Heng wanted to do, so he just looked at him deeply, breathing rapidly.

Then, he saw Ji Heng lowered his eyes, his face was blushing, and his voice was a little trembling whether it was nervousness or fear: "Then... that ray of immortal soul is mine."

Yan Tong knows the taste, he has long forgotten that he is still "torturing" Ji Heng, and all he can think about is how to eat his master.

Hearing the words, it took a while to react before realizing what Ji Heng was talking about.

In an instant, emotions of surprise, joy, tremor, and grief flashed through Yan Tong's eyes.

In the end, these complicated emotions turned into a trembling, hot tear in Yan Tong's slowly sore and red eyes, which fell on Ji Heng's lips.

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