Wake Up Male Lead, You Belong With The Female Lead!

Lin Chiu clutched Quan Xiaolian and fell back on the ice.

After a short period of stagnation, Wei Liang's voice came out coldly again: "I didn't see you."

Lin Chiu laughed, and as he laughed, tears flowed down the corner of his eyes into the temples. The frozen body gradually unblocked, and she felt that she had come back alive.

Wei Liang sensed something was wrong.

"Tweet?"

The ending sounded with a hint of trembling.

"I'm in the East China Sea, come pick me up." Lin Chu whispered to Xiao Lian.

In the next instant, there was a sound of breaking through the air in Lotus.

"Talk to me all the time." Wei Liang ordered.

Lin Chuo sniffed and complained, "You shouldn't run to Zhuo Jin, it's too dangerous."

Wei Liang was amused: "Do you still know how to write the word danger?"

"Didn't you teach me?" Lin Chuo laughed softly.

He took a breath and said solemnly: "Are you safe now?"

Lin Chuo turned his head, looked at the vague figure under the ice, and replied: "I am safe. But I'm not sure if he will hurt you through the ice."

Wei Liang was silent for a moment, and said, "You sealed Zhuo Jin?"

"Yes." Lin Chiu picked up slightly at the end.

"Isn't it tricky?" He grinded his teeth lightly.

Lin Chu hurried to prove his innocence: "No no, he just wants my life, no one wants me."

Wei Liang let out a helpless voice.

He didn't mean to hang up the phone at all. After a moment of silence, he said: "You leave there first and go to the sea."

"Okay." Lin Chio slowly got up while pinching Xiaolian.

She left the black rock group and floated to the sea.

"Wei Liang, I met a big turtle!"

"Ok."

"A group of barracudas, I pass through them, they are not afraid of me at all."

"Ok."

"A white shark! Well, it didn't come to die."

"Ok."

"It's great to be alive..." She sighed with infinite emotion.

"……Ok."

"I'm on the surface." She said, "I saw an acquaintance."

"Who?"

Lin Chuo put away Xiao Lian and calmly looked at the two men and the woman in front of him.

The two men are familiar but can't name them, and the woman is an acquaintance, Xiong Yulian, who has only dealt with not long ago.

The Xiong Yulian in this world has not been punished. She has always been the number one follower by Liu Qingyin's side, and she has been mixed up.

"Three fellow Taoists, borrowed it." Lin Chiu nodded and smiled politely.

Unexpectedly, after the three of them looked at each other, they scattered into a triangle, completely blocking her path.

One of the round-faced male Xiu sneered: "Unexpectedly, the Sword Lord should actually be the Golden House Cangjiao! This trip is worth it! Senior Sister Xiong is so powerful, I guessed that there must be ghosts in the Sword Lord running to the ruins of the East China Sea in three days. , Caught it."

Xiong Yulian is no longer the appearance of a low-level minor repairer, and now she has been promoted to become a god, with a bit of fairy style.

She squinted her eyes slightly, looked at Lin Chiu for a moment, and frowned, "Why did Sword Master find a woman who looks like Lin Qiu?"

It's hard for her to remember Lin Qiu, it's been ninety years.

Another slender man with triangular eyes came out of the sheath, and the tip of his tongue licked the blade, and smiled at Lin Chuyin: "When you reach Jiuquan, don't blame others. If you want to complain, blame yourself for not knowing good or bad, coveting others. Taoist couple, deserve to die!"

Seeing the action of licking the sword with his tongue, Lin Chu remembered these two people.

At that time, Xiong Yulian was unable to frame Lin Chiu and was punished to think behind closed doors. As a result, Liu Qingyin got the people out that night, drank half-drunk, and poured countless bitter water on Xiong Yulian. Xiong Yulian bought murderers out of righteous indignation, and it was these two who invited them. That night Wei Liang made a move, and the three of them were abolished if they were not dead.

In this world, these two casual cultivators succeeded in getting to Xiong Yulian, blending into Wan Jian to return to the sect and becoming official disciples.

Sure enough, a person's unfortunate destiny often depends on one step wrong, or whether there is a chance to step wrong.

Round-faced Jianxiu also took out the sword, pressing his eyelids and said, "Senior sister and younger brother, don't be careless. Since this woman is the Sword Sovereign, she must have some treasures on her body."

The man with triangle eyes smiled immediately: "I said why you are so active to run errands for the senior sister, so you are thinking about killing people and stealing treasures."

The round-faced man repaired smiled, "Sister sister should naturally pick good things first."

Xiong Yulian looked satisfied, and said: "Don't rush, solve this matter, and relieve the master, you have your own benefits!"

Lin Chuo held up his hand: "Wait. You found the wrong person. I have never spoken with your sword master."

Xiong Yulian smiled coldly: "Do you think I will believe you."

The triangular-eyed man sighed in a pretended manner: "This is the end of the matter. Who cares if you are wronged? You have listened to what should be heard, and you can only send you on the road. Look, if You have had heads and tails with Lord Sword. If you slept with the other men, you will die. If we really misunderstood you, then you can only blame yourself for your bad luck? Anyway, there is not a woman who cleans up Lord Sword in these years. Two!"

Lin Chuo blinked innocently, looked at him and then at Xiong Yulian.

It turns out that accent can be contagious too?

"Then I will give you everything on me and beg for mercy?" Lin Chu asked.

Triangular eyes shrugged: "Let you die a little bit easier."

Lin Chiu asked sincerely: "No discussion? Anyway, do I have to die?"

"Don't listen to her nonsense." Xiong Yulian ordered coldly.

"Yes!" Triangular eyes raised a corner of his lips, "No matter what you say today, you are dead! Any last words, you can say now."

Lin Chuo nodded: "Okay, I see. It's useless to reason. I won't listen to beg for mercy."

Before she finished her words, a sword glowing with cold light struck her from behind and pierced her heart.

It was the man with a round face, he couldn't wait.

In just a few days, Lin Chuo has encountered two consecutive life and death battles, one with double eyebrows and one with Zhuo Jin.

Competing with those two peerless masters, she was indeed passive everywhere, wandering between life and death, as if she was very weak.

But this does not mean that the three little trash fish can also bully her.

"Since you must ask me to get rid of the chaos anyway, then go where you should go." Lin Chuo's voice echoed faintly, but the people had dispersed into plausible lotus flowers.

The cold sword pierced the air, and the three people tightened their pupils, looking at the dreamlike Molian in the sky.

In the next instant, the beautiful woman seemed to have stepped out of the black and white ink painting, standing behind Xiong Yulian, the sky full of Molian gathered towards her, breathtaking.

A pale and slender hand pinched the back bone of Xiong Yulian's neck, and the black awns in her palm flashed away, only to hear a clear "click" sound, Xiong Yulian's head was flattened to one side, and there was no more vitality.

"It's useless to reason." Lin Chiu's voice sounded flat.

The round-faced man Xiu took a breath, and subconsciously opened his mouth: "Don't..."

Huan Lian scattered and condensed behind him, breaking his neck bone without hesitation.

Lin tweeted: "I don't listen to beg for mercy."

Triangular eyes are scared and silly.

He has realized that the power disparity between the two sides can be described as a great moat, and there is no room for struggle at all.

Lin Chuo stood in front of him: "You can leave a last word."

"Ah—" He seemed to regain consciousness, half-madly stabling the long sword in his hand towards Lin Chiu.

Lin Chu sighed: "Then I'll give you a sentence, remember to be a good person in the next life."

She was startled for a moment and muttered to herself.

"I gave you a chance. I gave you... a chance."

The phantom lotus separated and merged, and the pale and weak figure of the woman went straight to the west, and the three limp corpses fell to the sea, causing a small wave.

Lin Chuo took out Xiaolian from her arms: "Wei Liang, I solved it here..."

no respond.

Another moment, her waist was tightly bound by an iron arm, and a big hand covered her mouth from behind.

The familiar temperature and smell hit her, her nervousness suddenly relaxed, and her body leaned softly towards the person behind her.

A heavy breath fell behind his ears, he gritted his teeth, hated, and said every word: "You said, should I break your legs and tie you firmly to my body?"

"Hmm."

"You also think this proposal is good, isn't it?" His breath lingered in her ears, making her heart beat faster, and she couldn't breathe.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh no

She tilted the back of her head to his chest, closed her eyes, and let the sun shine on her eyelids. Her breath brushed his fingers, thin and soft, with her unique body temperature.

He exhaled a long breath, released her, turned her around, and kissed her with his head down.

When struggling under the ice, she bit her tongue and lower lip.

The scent of blood filled his lips and teeth, with her unique floral and fruity fragrance, like the most mellow fresh fruit stuffed, making people sink.

He didn't pity her small wounds at all, he pressed them hard and bit them.

"Have you forgotten what I said." He let go of her a little, and panted heavily. "If you dare to be strong, I will do it on the spot."

Lin Chiu remembered.

He did say so the time she saved Wang Wei.

At that time, the two were floating on the sea of ​​blood, and she was almost fainted by his kiss.

As soon as her eyelids twitched, she heard him covering her ears badly, and said with a meaningful smile: "Remember."

The next moment, the two fell into the blue water.

"Pity what you do," he gritted his teeth and said rudely, "Is it left for others to kill? It's better to die."

"I..." Lin Chuo weakly grabbed his collar and said, "I can. Don't pity me."

Wei Liang's expression suddenly burst. He stared at her slightly pale lips, as if he couldn't lift it up.

For a while, the corners of her lips floated with a grin, and her eyes gradually fell from her small face to float gently in the sea, opening a piece of spring clothes.

Just before he was about to take the next move, his eyes froze.

He grabbed her small hand, her pupils tightened, staring at the cracked nails.

He carried her back to the surface of the water, put on dry clothes, and then tied her two wrists together with a belt, then hugged her sideways and swept her towards the landing.

Lin Chuo felt that his face was a little scary, so he honestly nestled in his arms without daring to be a demon.

Wei Liang pressed her lips tightly, and when she walked for more than a thousand miles, a breath of frost finally condensed, and her cracked nails were frozen.

Lin Chuo: "..." This wave of operations is a bit familiar.

After the nails were frozen, he didn't mean to loosen her. He took her straight to Peach Puppet City, pinched her wrists with a big hand, dragged her, and stepped into the big box where Murong Chun and others were housed.

Murong Chun's mouth twitched.

Master and Madam, what are they playing? It seems very taboo, very compulsory.

Lin Chiu blinked innocently.

"Did you find out?" Wei Liang asked quietly.

If he ignores that he still holds a woman with her hands tied and her face not very neat, she looks a bit cold and cold.

Murongchun held down his beating eyelids, bowed his head and replied: "Sword Master Lin Xiumu has found out that the pregnant women who were arrested by Wang Chuan'en and arranged for the formation have a total of 5,120 people. They are placed in five cities. There were one thousand and twenty-four people. The location was extremely precise, and many houses were demolished and changed. The methods were very neat and did not cause any major movement."

"By the way, some pregnant women seem to have something wrong, but nothing was found. I only know that people from the Wang clan have appeared nearby. Lin Jianjun is still investigating."

Wei Liang said quietly: "There must be a demon in the abnormal, Wang Weizhi has interfered."

Lin Zhuo admired him very much, and nodded again and again: "The husband's guess is correct, it is indeed Wang Weizhi who did it. Zhuo Jin asked him to replace some pregnant women and put them in his people."

Wei Liang still didn't look at her, his stern face turned to the other side, and an irrepressible smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

After a while, Lin Xiumu and Qian Ruyu returned.

Qian Ruyu hugged the sycamore firmament, which had become a cocoon, and followed closely behind Lin Xiumu.

"Wei Jianjun." Lin Xiumu bowed his hand to salute, then walked straight to the sand table in the middle of the wing, and started painting with his fingers.

"Connect all the dots to form a picture of Tai Chi." Lin Xiumu drew a Tai Chi hastily, and then wiped out half of it with sand, revealing the black sand table underneath, leaving only the small white circles as fish eyes.

He said: "Peachwood City Gate, just right in the eye."

Lin Chu couldn't help raising his hand, and touched the two fish eyes in the Tai Chi picture.

Lin Xiumu's gaze fell on the strap of her wrist, and the corners of her eyes twitched heavily. She raised her eyes to look at Wei Liang, her eyes hard to say.

"I see." Wei Liang's eyelids were still, "Continue to stare."

After that, he raised his hand, caught the restraint between Lin Chiu's wrist, and led her out of the brothel.

"When can I unlock it?" Lin Chuo looked up at him, "They are all laughing at me."

Wei Liang glanced at her and said calmly: "Don't worry, so that it won't hurt."

Lin Chuo: "???"

He took her to a familiar place.

Lingquan Posthouse.

Lin Chuo's heart beat a lot faster unconsciously. With her head down, she followed the tall and handsome man, walked through the small bamboo forest and entered the bamboo room.

He turned his head and saw her red cheeks, and he was in a good mood.

After ten breaths, Lin Chiu was pressed to the bottom of the pool.

The tied wrists were placed on the top of her head, whether it was shame or hot, her skin turned red, like a translucent red shrimp sinking at the bottom of the pool.

Tasty and delicious.

Wei Liang didn't plan to let her go.

There was a grin on the corner of his lips, and a string of small bubbles was exhaled from time to time.

Regardless of his harsh words before, in fact, when things came to an end, his movements were very gentle and he still cared about her injury.

Under the water, surrounded by fairy mists, his face looked more handsome and imposing. Lin Chiu wrapped his arms around his neck, whispering to him.

"Wei Liang...Wei Liang..."

The tenderness gradually thickened, Lin Chu saw his eyes turn white, his pupils turned into vertical gold, and his delicate thin lips moved, two sharp teeth pierced from the corners of his lips.

His voice was hoarse and wild: "Tweet, are you afraid?"

"Not afraid." She raised her head and kissed him.

How can you be afraid? He was about to make her handsome.

"Heh...very good, if you are afraid of me, you can't do it."

He grabbed her and made her voice fragmented.

He used to be uncontrollable, but every time she curled up and couldn't bear it, he would let her rest for a while.

But today, tears burst from the corners of her eyes and she retreated and begged for mercy, but instead of stopping, he held her tighter.

The corners of his lips were grinning, he buried his head like a beast, his sharp teeth pierced the blood vessels in her neck, and began to **** blood.

The strange sensation hit Lin Chuo's brain directly. She didn't feel the pain, but felt her dizziness enveloping her, and the blood rushed towards him frantically.

She could only keep her head back, her eyes empty, her lips opened like suffocation, she made bursts of puffing sound, and spit out many bubbles.

While he was drawing her blood, he gave her his own soul blood in a unique way.

Two figures floated up and down in the spiritual pond.

After an unknown period of time, he finally took her out of the pool, wiped off the water drops on his body, took out two dark red Chinese clothes and put them on.

The belt tied around his wrist was finally untied by him.

She opened her eyes and she was still a little dizzy and confused.

"Do you know why you are tied up?" he asked with raised eyebrows.

Lin Chuo nodded gently.

During that chaotic and crazy time, she would definitely scratch around and break her injured nails.

When her sight became clearer, she found that the world in front of her had become much clearer and brighter. Her eyes seemed to have been washed with cool mint water that had been stored for 10,000 years, and they were cold.

She looked around in surprise, then raised her face to look at him.

"What did you do to me..."

Suddenly, his breathing was a mess.

At this moment, he is more alive than ever before. His eyebrows, his lips, his Adam's apple, and his half-open chest all exude the ultimate temptation.

She hurriedly lowered her eyes and covered her pounding heart.

His breath was too late to escape.

The familiar dark and cold fragrance came, like throwing a torch into a pool of kerosene. She heard a "bang" in her head, and every cell in her body was about to move, trying to pounce on him. Body, crazy to death with him.

He grabbed her shoulders, and he took her into his arms, and a low and smiling voice sounded above her head: "Madam, temperance."

Lin Chu: "..."

Her breathing was hot and fast, and her whole body seemed to emit a blushing sweet fragrance.

"Your blood..." she said hard.

Wei Liang smiled and hummed, and then said, "I will divide your soul blood into half, so you can rest assured to do any dangerous things in the future."

Lin Chuo's mind suddenly became sober for a few minutes, raised his eyes to look at him, and opened his mouth in surprise.

"Anyway, as soon as you die, I will die too." Wei Liang said lightly.

Seeing that she wanted to cry again, he quickly pushed her head into his arms.

"Wei Liang..." Her voice floated muffled, "You, how does your blood look like spring...cough, medicine. Don't you feel uncomfortable?"

His chest stagnated, then trembled low, and laughed.

"Well, it only works for you and me. Nothing, just get used to it."

After all, the two were still intemperate.

...

Two seasons passed by dazzling.

After repairing with Wei Liang's soul and blood, Lin Chuo broke through the Mahayana barrier smoothly. It's a pity that she still can't sense the first level of sword intent to this day, except for lotus skills, she can't even perform any fancy and beautiful moves.

Thanks to the hard work of the flower farmers, the fourth circle of Yelian has completely blossomed, and Lin Chuo has obtained the fourth type of lotus technique-"Lianwu".

This lotus technique is different from the previous three styles. It is a secret technique with strong single-handed lethality. When it is activated, the phantom lotus turns into nothingness, and Lin Chiu must use his intuition to manipulate them to condense them into lotus at a certain point.

The moment of becoming a lotus, like a small black hole, swallowed everything around.

As long as he releases the magic lotus at the right distance and angle, Lin Chiu can directly kill the powerful in Mahayana period.

The ultimate killer move always has its limitations. It takes at least three breaths to cast Lian. Within these three breaths, neither Lin Chiu nor the target can move their positions, otherwise the blow will fail.

Although there are defects, Lin Chu still feels satisfied.

She stood by the window and looked out—

Many shops in Peach Puppet City have closed their doors and are no longer open. The number of monks in exchanges also began to drop sharply.

Because I don't know when I walked in the city, I can always hear the wailing of expectant women. It seemed that there was dystocia everywhere overnight.

Wang Chuanen took the medicine early and adjusted the birth time of all women to be consistent. As a result, some people who should have given birth earlier have abdominal pain during the delivery period.

Lin Chu frowned.

Lin Xiumu smiled and comforted: "It's nothing. Wang Chuanen spent his blood, using the perfect fetal medicine to ensure nothing is wrong."

Lin Zhuo nodded. She knew that in ancient times, giving birth was a matter of stepping into the gate of a ghost with one foot. Wang Chuanen caught so many pregnant women from the ordinary world. Although he used them to set up the battlefield, he still gave them a strong life-saving charm.

Without Wang Chuan'en, it would be impossible for all of these five thousand mothers to be safe.

The immortal family took care of others, and this word had to be spread, and Wang Chuanen didn't need to catch people. Wang's threshold could be leveled in a few days.

Lin Chuo looked around, but still couldn't see anything abnormal.

She pulled Wei Liang aside, avoided Lin Xiumu, and quietly asked, "The eyebrows have been sealed. For whom is Wang Chuan'en working?"

Wei Liang narrowed his eyes.

After a long while, he said quietly: "The so-called'Honorable Lord', besides Lin Xiumu, who else?"

Lin Chuo was surprised: "No, no matter how I look at it, I don't think Lin Xiumu looks like a bad person!"

Wei Liang smiled without saying a word.

After a long while, she gently rubbed her head: "Jiuer is smart."

Lin Zhuo: "..." She had an illusion. He seemed to be playing her as a dog, and also as a perfunctory dog.

With the heart of the suspect stealing an axe, she continued to observe Lin Xiumu, but still did not see any abnormalities.

No matter, everything will begin in a few days.

At that time, anyone who might be behind the curtain had to walk to the stage to harvest the fruit.

Must show his tail.

Before the opportunity came, Lin Chu took the time to take a trip to the East China Sea.

Under the ice, countless cracks spread like branches from under the ice layer to the faint figure.

She couldn't see Zhuo Jin's appearance, but knew that he was not at all depressed. Although he was eaten by countless eyes of hell, he was still slowly recovering, and his breath became stronger and stronger every day.

This seal can't keep him trapped for too long.