Love Eater [Quick Transmigration]

Wang Lang was beaten to death and thrown out of the Marquis Mansion. His reputation was ruined, he had nowhere to turn to, and his injuries were not well healed. He began a difficult life of wandering and begging for several years, and his body was quite weak.

Even though Lu Wei has deliberately recuperated over the years after possessing his body, he is still far behind ordinary people.

This time, Zhenxuan pushed him into the bottom of the water several times, and soon he was dying, his abdomen was swollen, his mind was drowsy, his face was pale and his lips were pale, and even his struggle turned into subconscious convulsions.

Zhenxuan originally came here with murderous intentions, and had been standing on the white jade arched bridge, watching Wang Lang ups and downs and struggling in the water with cold eyes, but now seeing that this man might die at any moment, he unconsciously began to panic in his heart.

He has lived for hundreds of years, and there is only one mortal who has really lived with and understood him deeply, Lu Wei.

Lu Wei was once judged by evil cultivators as "the overlord's body". He is physically strong and capable of lifting a tripod. Except for the period of old age and frailty, he has never had even a minor illness or disaster in his life.

Therefore, Zhenxuan only thought that all mortals should have a physique similar to that of Lu Wei.

Now it is summer again, if Lu Wei was immersed in shallow water several times like that back then, it would just feel a little uncomfortable, and his life would not be in danger.

Zhenxuan did not expect that Wang Lang's time in the water was so short.

Driven by this kind of panic, Zhenxuan didn't know what happened to him, so he jumped into the water from the arch bridge, hugged the drenched Wang Lang into his arms, pinched Wang Lang's cheeks, and made him open his mouth, Started mouthful, to save Wang Lang's breath.

During the interval of breathing, press Wang Lang's abdomen at the same time, and force him to spit out the water in his abdomen.

Wang Lang spat several times in a row, and his pale face gradually recovered. He opened his wet eyelashes, eyes filled with water vapor, and stared at Zhenxuan on the opposite side in a daze.

Wang Lang looks ordinary, and his body is too thin. He is half a head shorter than Zhenxuan, and he doesn't have beautiful and well-shaped muscles like Lu Wei.

However, Zhenxuan's palm was tightly pressed against Wang Lang's back through a layer of wet single clothes at this moment, but he was aroused by this imperfect and thin body, and his crotch gradually became hard.

"My lord..." Wang Lang's lips parted, his eyes were half-opened, and there were drops of water on his eyelashes. He looked at Zhenxuan with an innocent expression, as if he hadn't fully recovered from his mind.

Hearing his call, Zhenxuan recalled what the one-armed beggar said in front of him before, a dark fire rose in his heart, he sneered and sneered: "Young master, who is calling? I am not your seventh son , Don’t mistake someone!”

It's not that Zhenxuan doesn't tolerate Wang Lang having someone else.

He can accept the fact that Wang Lang once married a wife and had children, and he can also accept that Wang Lang once fell in love with anyone.

Zhenxuan himself used to be deeply in love with Lu Wei, and even now he still thinks about it. He is not such an unreasonable person.

I know, but I just hold back the uncomfortable feeling in my heart for a while, that's all, I definitely won't want to kill Wang Lang.

It's just that the one-armed beggar said that Wang Lang was too unbearable.

That beggar was a lustful and lustful person, and he used his imagination freely. The level of obscenity and sordidness was something that Zhenxuan had not only never heard of, nor even imagined in his life.

When Lu Wei heard Zhenxuan talk about the "Seven Young Masters", he knew that it should be the key point. Most likely, it was the karma left by Wang Lang, which caused Zhenxuan to be furious.

But he had no memory of Wang Lang at all, and he had no way of knowing what was going on, so in order not to reveal his flaws, he had to lower his head and eyes, and shut up.

In Zhenxuan's view, this kind of reaction is undoubtedly an expression of guilty conscience.

The dark fire in Zhenxuan's heart burned more and more fiercely, and he stretched out his hand to grab Wang Lang's neck.

However, if he really wanted to strangle this man to death, he couldn't do it.

So even though Zhenxuan did this move, he didn't use any force, and the next moment he let go of Wang Lang's neck, and went to tear Wang Lang's clothes instead.

Wang Lang was already thin and weak, and he had been pushed into the water several times before, so he was even more powerless to resist. After only a symbolic struggle twice, Zhenxuan ripped off his clothes and pants.

Zhenxuan pulled Wang Lang's arm, and poured the clear river water onto Wang Lang's thin and thin body. Then, without saying a word, as if cleaning a soiled object, he repeatedly touched Wang Lang from head to toe with the palm of his hand. Wipe and rub.

He didn't stop until he rubbed Wang Lang's whole body until it was so red and hot that the skin almost fell off.

Zhenxuan put two fingers of his right hand into Wang Lang's mouth, playing with his slippery tongue, while with his left hand he caressed the thin body familiarly, holding Wang Lang's thin and small earlobe between his lips and teeth.

The bodies of the two were tightly attached to each other in the water, rubbing against each other, and they both had a passion for each other.

Zhenxuan's slender fingers stretched back along Wang Lang's waistline, and for the first time made up his mind to penetrate and possess the man in his arms.

Living with Lu Wei for 200 years, he is actually used to being the bearer, and he can get the most enjoyment and interest from it. It is not because he wants to satisfy his own desires that he wants to treat Wang Lang like this.

Zhenxuan just felt that this person was so filthy...he had to clean it from inside to outside.

However, before Zhenxuan could do anything, he suddenly heard a young boy's voice, accompanied by the sound of wading through the water——

"Daoist, you are not allowed to bully daddy!"

When Zhenxuan heard this voice, Qipo couldn't help but startled Liupo.

Letting go of Wang Lang, he turned his head and saw A Yin standing on the bank with anger on his face, walking towards this side wading through the water.

A Yin is already thirteen years old. He was stronger and taller than ordinary children since he was a child. He looks like a boy of sixteen or seventeen.

And because he was raised by Lu Wei's soul body before he was five years old, many actions and small habits are similar to Lu Wei's, coupled with Zhenxuan's deliberate guidance over the years, every time he looks at him, he is just like Lu Wei in his youth .

When Zhenxuan usually used Wang Lang for entertainment, he would always pay attention to avoiding A Yin, but today he was so angry that he didn't have any scheming left, but how could he know that it was such a coincidence that A Yin happened to bump into him.

In the clear clear water at this moment, Wang Lang was naked, naked all over his body, looking extremely embarrassed; Zhenxuan was neatly dressed, with no water stains on his body, and he had restrained and fondled Wang Lang before, before he knew about human affairs. In A Yin's eyes, isn't he bullying?

Although A Yin usually doesn't put much effort in his cultivation, and even maintains the mortal habit of sleeping every night, but he has been on the top of the snow mountain for six years, he has been immersed in it all day long, and he has taken a lot of elixir to increase his cultivation, and he has already possessed supernatural powers.

Seeing A Yin stepping into the river, the river divided into two sides, exposing the riverbed at the bottom and making way for him.

A Yin's height was about the same as Wang Lang's now, he came between Zhenxuan and Wang Lang, and protected Wang Lang behind him, looking up at Zhenxuan like a male rooster.

Zhenxuan looked at A Yin in front of him, who looked like a young Lu Wei, and felt complicated and strong in his heart.

Guilt, fear, pain, sadness... All kinds of emotions were like shackles, entangled in his soul, and there was no way out.

He knew he did something wrong, and he was the one who was sorry for Lu Wei.

In order to save him, Lu Wei's body was smashed into powder in the Nine Heavens Immortal Ting's soul-killing array, leaving only a wisp of remnant soul to enter reincarnation and reincarnated as the current A Yin.

He should wait for A Yin to grow up and continue his relationship with him.

However, he had a change of heart.

Yes, at this moment, Zhenxuan put aside those meaningless reasons before, and it is very clear that he has changed his mind.

He was irresistibly attracted to Wang Lang, but he had no feeling for Lu Wei's reincarnated A Yin from the beginning to the end.

Before, he could have lied to himself that it was because A Yin was still young, and he was using Wang Lang as a pastime to pass his loneliness.

As A Yin grew up, this reason became more and more untenable.

During the 200 years when he and Lu Wei were together, because Lu Wei was old and frail, he hadn't been in love for decades, but he could feel the deep-rooted feelings flowing between the two of them all the time. No matter how old Lu Wei was, he was reluctant to let Lu Wei go. Wei passed away.

Can't let go, can't let go, all kinds of nostalgia enter the soul, all kinds of lingering erode the bone marrow.

Facing A Yin, he has never felt like this; even sometimes when he deliberately wants to get close to A Yin, he will feel that there is a narrow limit in his heart, and then he will use the excuse that A Yin is still young, and turn around. Go to the west courtyard to find Wang Lang.

If he really only regarded Wang Lang as a pastime, then why did he want to inquire about Wang Lang's past?

Why was he so angry because of Wang Lang's past that he couldn't even control his own emotions?

He obviously did, he regarded Wang Lang as an important possession; he obviously did, he was sincerely moved by Wang Lang.

That's why he couldn't tolerate Wang Lang's past, and then wanted to kill Wang Lang, but he couldn't really do it anyway.

After Zhenxuan figured out this joint in the confrontation with A Yin in a short period of time, he was very shocked.

However, A Yin raised his right hand, summoning a stream of water, which condensed into an ice sword in his palm, and stabbed towards Zhenxuan with one sword.

Its momentum was as fast as thunder, exhausted all its strength, and showed no mercy.

Zhenxuan was stunned in place because of the shock in his heart, and the ice sword pierced through his shoulder with a "chuck", blood flowed all over his shoulder, but he didn't seem to know it.

When Zhenxuan reacted to the severe pain in his shoulder, the first feeling was that he felt a little more relaxed.

The guilt towards Lu Wei, the remorse for being betrayed, the shock and fear of being exposed...all seem to have faded a lot.

So Zhenxuan even raised the corners of his lips and smiled at A Yin.

A Yin didn't expect that Zhenxuan would not dodge, and he stabbed Zhenxuan to bleed with his own sword. First, he let go of the hilt of the sword with some guilt, and then remembered his father's embarrassment, and became angry again, and turned around from the mustard space. Grabbed a thin cloak, put it on Lu Wei's body, chatted to cover it up, and said, "Daddy, let's not stay here anymore, let's go."

Zhenxuan watched A Yin help Wang Lang away from the river bank, his figure moved slightly, and stopped in front of the two of them, and said, "A Yin, where are you going to take him?"

A Yin yelled at him: "You don't care about me, get out of the way!"

A Yin has always been like this towards Zhenxuan, with no respect and admiration, and an instinctive fear of high-level cultivators.

On the one hand, it is because Zhenxuan has spoiled A Yin too much over the years, which made A Yin develop a lawless temperament in front of him; His elders taught him to respect his teachers.

The ice sword on Zhenxuan's shoulder has dissipated, but the blood hole left behind is still gurgling blood.

Zhenxuan shook his head, and said firmly to A Yin: "No, you can't go anywhere."

Although he said this to A Yin, his black eyes never left Wang Lang from the beginning to the end.

The author has something to say: Happy New Year everyone~~