After passing through the book, the devil wants to kill me

This position is actually not comfortable.

Lou Yun raised his head, his neck was stretched, and he was forced to look up at the person in front of him.

Amidst the headache, he vaguely recognized these eyes.

... Isn't this the Demon Lord? Why is he here?

Probably because of being drunk, Lou Yun expressed his emotions more directly than usual.

He closed his eyes uncomfortably, and frowned slightly. After struggling slightly, he found that it had no effect.Then he snorted dissatisfiedly, and raised his hand to hold the hand that clasped his jaw.

It was only after this touch that they realized that the difference in body temperature between the two was not even a little bit.If it wasn't that this hand was too cold, it was that his body temperature was unusually high.

When the two hands touch each other, the warm and cool temperature of the other party is transmitted, and it feels very comfortable to touch.

Lou Yun couldn't help but put his whole hand on the opponent's, and before he could feel the coolness, the hand that was clenched on his jaw suddenly released, and the opponent made a backhand, and dug it deeply into his fingers, intertwining his fingers.

Lou Yun let out an "ah" and was pushed to the ground.His back was tightly pressed against the cold ground, his skin was scorching hot, and the heat exchanged crazily, but the temperature of his body could not be lowered at all.

Lou Yun subconsciously understood that there was probably something wrong with him, the temperature gradually burned to the top of his head, and his sanity was crumbling.

"Why..." Is this so?

He stared blankly at the person above his head, his eyes full of confusion and puzzlement.

The man pressed his hand tightly, looked down at him for a while, and said coldly:

"Why, aren't you very energetic?"

Lou Yun seemed to understand what he said, frowning and shaking his head slightly.

The slightly messy hair tail was cut to one side, and one hand slid along the root of the hair to the pinna, stroked it lightly, and rested on the soft earlobe.

"Inherited a sacred object on my body, and dared to drink and run around."

That hand rubbed the earlobe and left again.Mozun said slowly:

"You have so much energy, how about I help you consume some, huh?"

Lou Yun didn't hear anything clearly, only saw the lips opening and closing in front of him, and subconsciously wanted to get closer to hear what he was saying.As soon as he got up, he was pushed down again.

He stretched out his other hand in dissatisfaction, trying to prop up his body, but someone grabbed it and pressed it on top of his head.The opponent's fingers were deeply inserted between his fingers, and the fingers were clasped tightly.

A whisper directly broke into my mind, low-pitched and persuasive.

"Hey, don't move around."

The figure in front of him gradually enlarged, and in the next moment, a cold and hard touch rested on his forehead, his breathing was hot, and he was quiet with a bit of restraint.

The majestic spiritual power surged into the Louyun meridian through the touching skin, wrapped in a cold breath, and frantically exchanged with another spiritual power in the body.

Compared with last time, this influx of spiritual power was not suppressed much.Lou Yun was forced to accept this spiritual power, and the temperature in his body was finally forced down.

The spiritual power traveled through the four limbs and the eight veins, and hit the sea of ​​consciousness. Lou Yun's mind went blank, and finally he let out a low gasp unbearably.The person in front of him choked for breath, then withdrew his spiritual power and let him go.

Lou Yun looked at the top of his head in a daze, his eyelids half closed, and after a long time, his breath returned to calm.

A huge drowsiness hit him, sweeping away all his consciousness.

He gradually lost strength all over his body, his consciousness sank, and he fell asleep.