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

There's someone next door!

On such special occasions as Lingquan Journey, it is strictly forbidden to release divine consciousness, and there are restrictions on the walls to prevent divine consciousness from snooping.

If there were no protective measures, no one would dare to take the Taoist companion to such a place to play-the people in the fairy gate still paid great attention to privacy.

With a movement of Lin Chuo's heart, a void phantom lotus condensed from his fingertips.

She manipulated it carefully and touched the restraint on the wall.

Stop motionless. Sure enough, the ordinary restraining enchantment cannot stop the power of the void. Lin Chiu showed a smirk on his face, tapped his fingertips lightly, and saw the hollow phantom lotus outlined in ink leisurely passing through the wall and sneaking into the next bamboo room to investigate.

The new guests next door are also a couple.

When he saw the faces of the men and women, Lin Chuo was shocked on the spot.

She never expected that the people who came next door were Liu Qingyin and Wang Weizhi.

Lin Chuo really couldn't understand Liu Qingyin's mentality.

This is the Lingquan Travel Inn, where a man and a woman came to this place, and the purpose is self-evident.

Just like she and Wei Liang at this moment.

If it hadn't been for the wounds of both of them, in this warm and warm pool, they would have already begun to stir the wind and the rain.

Why doesn't Liu Qingyin understand how to write the word "avoid suspicion"?

After thinking about it again, she was always innocent anyway, even if she slept with Wang Weizhi, she was just chatting under a quilt.

Lin Chuo's heart sighed slightly, and wanted to lean over Wei Liang's ear to tell him the situation next door.

Suddenly seeing an acquaintance, she suddenly forgot that she was doing double repairs with him at the moment. The body slanted, froze suddenly, and shrank unconsciously, causing Wei Liang to snorted low, and gritted his teeth at her.

She was in a dilemma, gently pushing his strong chest, trying to get up, but he was tighter.

"Don't move." The hoarse voice penetrated her ears.

With flushed cheeks, she slowly adjusted her posture, leaning against his ear, and said in a low voice: "It's Liu Qingyin and Wang Weizhi."

The voice trembled slightly.

Wei Liang pulled the corners of his mouth, making no secret of his contempt.

"Staring," he said.

Lin Chiu calmed his mind and continued to monitor the movement of the next door through the magic lotus.

As soon as he probed it, Liu Qingyin screamed, "Sit down!"

Sit, sit, sit?

Lin Chuo was so frightened that he almost broke Wei Liang's power again.

The ink painting fantasy lotus floated up a few inches, and saw the object that Liu Qingyin reprimanded-Doulong.

Suddenly seeing Doulong, Lin Chuo was overjoyed.

Immediately, it seemed as if a basin of ice water poured down, completely extinguishing Lin Chiu's joy.

How did you forget, how did you forget, the fighting dragon in this world has long been obliterated, castrated, and turned into a dog of Liu Qingyin. No, not even a dog. The dog’s eyes are smart, yes. Soul.

And the dragon in front of me...

Its eyes were absent, mechanically following Liu Qingyin's instructions, kneeling and sitting beside her.

She nodded in satisfaction, raised her hand like a queen, and handed a small stain on the back of Snow White's hand to Doulong's mouth.

I saw Doulong sticking out his red tongue and licking off the stain like a dog.

An angry flame rose from Lin Chu's chest, and his body couldn't help shaking gently. Her gaze penetrated the ink phantom lotus, fixed on Doulong's body.

It was still that simple and pleasing face, and his gray long hair looked very good against his hands. It was pushed up to relieve pressure and healed. The four short and fat legs supported the chubby body, so cute that he had no friends.

But its eyes are dead.

It's a soulless... walking dead.

Liu Qingyin looked at the back of his clean hand with satisfaction, patted Doulong's head, with a warning tone: "Don't move!"

Wang Weizhi cocked his legs, Diao Erlang sat on the edge of the hot spring, waving at her.

"What kind of dog do you care about, come here quickly and see what baby I bring you."

"What?" Liu Qingyin glanced at him, and saw that he was full of pride.

I don’t know why she suddenly came down and said, "Well, I am not trying to get along with you. It’s just a bad mood today, so I came out to relax. Don’t give me something, what am I? Don't either."

"I know I know," Wang Weiyi said indifferently, "Knowing that you are in a bad mood, after a hundred and eight thousand miles, I can smell the scent of a woman surnamed Mu. Wei Liang, that kid, really I don’t have any eyesight, even Mu Roujia’s kind of horse-riding stuff! When are you going to hang around with him?"

Lin Zhuo listened to the side, feeling a little uncomfortable-Qin Yunxi, this person really tarnished the name "Wei Liang".

"Don't say it so badly." Liu Qingyin frowned, "He is my Taoist companion, besides, he is not what you said, he and Mu Roujia are innocent, but Mu Roujia is used to it. The tune is welcoming, and I don’t want to accommodate him. This is..."

"Heh, hehe," Wang Weizhi sneered, "Come on, you have been injured for a few days? Huh? Just a few days after he blocked a sword for his confidante, Qianruyu, how can he have a face again Hooked up with that surnamed Mu in your presence?"

Liu Qingyin tightened her lips, tears filled her eyes soon.

Yes, until now the sword wound on his chest is still aching, how could he forget how he regretted it then? The surnamed Mu just said a few nice words, using "find the clues to the murderer" as an excuse, and he let her go out and did not return overnight...

Wang Weizhi glanced at her expression, and the smile on his face was even more triumphant: "Qingyin, you don't have to be sad. The murderer who hurt you, Xiaoye has tracked her whereabouts, and I can catch her sooner or later. I call you I came out to give you a baby that you can’t guess."

Liu Qingyin wiped away his tears and looked at him: "Have you found the murderer? Who is it? Tell me, is it related to Mu Roujia!"

Thinking of Zhuo Jin's explanation, Wang Weizhi only waved his hand: "A nameless person who does some puppet assassination techniques can't make it to the table. The key is this-I will bring back Penglai's immortal mark for you."

"The immortal mark?!" Liu Qingyin's voice sharpened a bit, and her delicate hand covered her lips subconsciously, "Really?!"

Seeing her yelling, Doulong shook his head and shook his head against her, making an unconscious low whine.

At this moment, Liu Qingyin's mind was full of immortal imprints, and he shoved Doulong aside impatiently, her beautiful eyes flashing with urgent light, staring at Wang Weizhi.

Since Liu Qingyin and Qin Yun had a commotion, she had no intention of feeding Doulong, and had not eaten for several days. At this moment, she was extremely hungry.

It persevered, arched back, and continued to rub its head against Liu Qingyin, humming.

Liu Qingyin let out an impatient "tsk," and scolded, "Squat back!"

Doulong does not follow.

She kicked with her calf, kicked the forelimb of Doulong, and lifted it to the wall.

With a thin finger, he threatened: "Don't move."

Doulong lay on the ground.

Wang Weizhi looked at her patiently and extremely well, and when she saw her reprimand Doulong, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth—when she was with him, she would always be particularly irritable to Doulong.

Liu Qingyin didn't even realize this.

Because Doulong was a gift from her Taoist companion. When getting along with the ‘wild man’, she would unconsciously reject the gift from the Taoist couple, which is not a good thing for Wang Weizhi.

"Okay, make me angry with a beast. I'm so angry that I should feel bad about it." Wang Weizhi smiled thoughtfully.

Liu Qingyin's face showed a bit of eagerness. She walked to Wang Weizhi's side in a few steps, her voice could not hide her joy: "Where is the immortal mark? Let me see."

Wang Weizhi took out a diamond from the Qiankun bag.

It is a transparent crystal, which is as big as a palm. The crystal is densely covered with cloud-like purple filaments. From time to time, bright purple glow appears, and more often it is dark. A large part is consumed.

Liu Qingyin was delighted, reaching out to take it over.

Wang Weizhi smiled and withdrew his hand suddenly.

Liu Qingyin's hand hung awkwardly in the air. She became angry and turned away: "I don't want your things!"

Wang Weizhi smirked and stretched out his long ape arm to embrace her from behind.

Liu Qingyin was about to struggle, but Wang Weizhi squeezed the immortal mark directly into her hand. Her movements stopped, and she stared at the diamond-shaped crystal.

"Everything about me is yours." Wang Weizhi leaned in her ears, breathing heavily, "My heart and my life are all yours. What a small immortal mark is, waiting for you to rise, I You will find your fate, destroy it, and replace it. Qingyin, then I will be your fate. Just step on me to ascend, and I will be your stepping stone."

The voice is low and full of magnetism.

Lin Chuo listened, feeling that he was about to be moved.

Liu Qingyin was quite moved, and tears filled his eyes with true feelings: "You Ran...you treat me so well, but I can't repay it."

"Little fool." Wang Weizhi blew the heat into her ears, "I really love you, love does not necessarily have to be possessed. I am happy when I look at you and I am satisfied-of course, if you are willing to let me possess If so, then I can now let you know what bliss is on earth. Just your Dao companion? Oh, that kind of cold and rigid guy, the bedclothes must be boring."

Liu Qingyin's face was blushing, she broke away from his embrace, and stomped angrily: "Don't talk nonsense about these or not! You Ran, what's in your mind all day, it's so dirty!"

Wang Weizhi raised his eyebrows in surprise: "No, Qingyin, he hasn't touched you yet."

Liu Qingyin said: "If you talk about these foul language, I will ignore you."

"Good, good," Wang Weizhi hurriedly coaxed, "Don't say it, don't say it again. Okay, I'll protect the law for you, you quickly absorb the spiritual accumulation inside."

Liu Qingyin hesitated.

Wang Weizhi was immediately annoyed: "No! That man has been out with Mu Roujia all night, you don't want to give him the immortal mark that I have taken with all my life! Absolutely not!"

He was really angry, the tail of his slender eyes was red, and he stared at the immortal mark angrily, as if Liu Qingyin dare to step out of this door, he would end up with the immortal mark.

"But..." Liu Qingyin was embarrassed.

She really didn't intend to give the immortal mark to others, because that man's cultivation was already Mahayana Consummation, and she was worthy of entering Mahayana, and she needed these spiritual accumulations even more. Besides, that person's mind...

Liu Qingyin didn't plan to bring the immortal mark back.

But the problem is that absorbing such majestic spiritual accumulation will surely wipe out the clothes on the body. When that happens, she has no time to take care of others. Will Wang Weizhi love her so much, will she take advantage of others?

Wang Weizhi seemed to know how to read the mind, he gave a long sigh, and laughed: "Qingyin is worried that I will take advantage of others? This is underestimating me, Wang Youran, you know, when you get the immortal mark for you, there is something wrong The wispy woman has been rushing into my arms, trying to use color | to stop me! Tsk, that woman, really glamorous, but what about me? I don’t do anything, and give immortality imprints. You brought it back."

Liu Qingyin disagrees.

She knows that Wang Weizhi just loves to be able, but in fact, he doesn't even look at the woman next to him.

It would be fine if that person was like him...

"Hey, why are you stunned? Are you thinking of him again!" Wang Weizhi was unhappy.

"No." Liu Qingyin denied gently.

Wang Weizhi stretched out his hand to grab her belt and led her into the spiritual pond, without repeating his words: "Hurry up, hurry up, absorb the spiritual accumulation. Little fool, you don't want to think, I am already in the middle stage of Mahayana. Sword Sovereign level, and you are just a great sword immortal, plus the wounds on your body...Well, if I had a bad heart and wanted to force you, you would have been in my arms at this moment."

Liu Qingyin knew that he was telling the truth, and her pretty face flushed red again: "Wang Youran! If you were that kind of person, I would have broken up with you long ago!"

"Good, good," Wang Weizhi coaxed in a low voice, "My fault, my fault, hurry up and do business. I promise that I will never do that with you until you personally agree!"

Liu Qingyin gritted his teeth and finally stepped into the spirit pond, sitting upright, and clenching the immortal mark in his hand.

Lin Chuo looked at Wei Liang inquiringly, and asked softly, "Liu Qingyin is going to take the spiritual essence, do you want to grab it?"

He shook his head lightly and held her tighter.

Lin Zhuo was a little skeptical. He didn't choose to make a move, not necessarily because of any tricks, but simply not wanting to destroy the gentle and wonderful contact between the two at this moment.

Although he didn't move, his aura was flowing, and his skin was warming his opponent. Bit by bit, wispy.

This feeling made her a little drunk.

Suddenly, she felt that if she wanted to wait and see the changes and not grab the immortal mark, could she do something during this waiting time? For example...Look at his hidden face.

Wei Liang covered her ears, and said in a low voice: "Didn't Chiu'er want to see how Zhuo Jin designed them? Let him know what a mantis catches a cicada, and the oriole is behind."

Lin Chiu couldn't help sighing, feeling aggrieved for the bachelor Wei Liang in his previous life.

Liu Qingyin had already begun to absorb Lingyun.

The spiritual accumulation is a condensed whole body cultivation base of a soaring robber. Although most of the spiritual accumulation in this immortal mark has been used to build the Penglai Wonderland and maintain its operation, the remaining spiritual accumulation is still terrifying. Enough for Liu Qingyin to upgrade his cultivation to the late Mahayana period.

From this look, it was fortunate that Penglai had consumed most of the spiritual accumulation, otherwise no one would be able to withstand such a terrifying spiritual accumulation.

Soon, Liu Qingyin was completely settled. As she expected, all the clothes on her body were broken. There was a thick white mist in the spirit pool. As long as Wang Weizhi did not deliberately spy on it with his spiritual sense, he would not see the body in the pool.

Wang Weizhi did not release his spiritual consciousness, he just walked into the pool slowly step by step in his clothes.

A shallow shadow floated in his eyes. He stepped behind her, leaned out his arms, circled her, covered her with his hands in front of her, and grabbed it fiercely without scruples. He looked like an extremely hungry beast, with thin lips covering her ears, and whispered——

"Qingyin, I love you so much... How could I lie to you, if I said that I would not do that kind of thing with you, I would not do that kind of thing with you... I am so grateful for your trust..."

Lin Chu manipulated Mo Lin to see Wang Weizhi's underwater movements clearly.

The ten fingers gradually rise and fall, and occasionally the five fingers become claws, leaving finger marks in front of Liu Qingyin.

Liu Qingyin had long been in solitude and had no idea about the outside world. His expression was cold and holy, like a snow lotus on a mountain.

Wang Weizhi's unscrupulous right hand gradually descended.

Soon, he let out a soft "oh" sound, as if there was some regret between his eyes.

"Qingyin, you are not good. Then I will punish you a little bit."

Lin Chiu quickly turned Mo Lin around.

It's a pity that Mo Lin's detection is all-round without blind spots, even if it drops a bit, it will not affect the clear transmission of Wang Weizhi's underwater behavior into her sea of ​​consciousness.

Wang Weizhi is also an old driver!

The water was rippling, even though the spiritual consciousness was completely settled, but Liu Qingyin's skin still glowed red.

In the small house, the atmosphere and smell became more and more strange.

Wang Weizhi smirked, and while stirring the situation, he used coercion to drive Doulong out of the wall.

"Go ahead, don't think I don't know you are a male."

"Wei Liang..." Lin Chu hissed, "I, I can't stand it anymore. They, they are..."

She really did not expect to witness such an exciting scene with her own eyes. In the book, except for being forced by Ji Yuan, Liu Qingyin has never had close physical contact with anyone.

And what Wang Weizhi was doing at this moment was ten times more than that of Ji Yuan back then.

It didn't seem to be a big deal at first, but at the moment she is doing double repairs and will break her work.

"Ah," Wei Liangman casually supported her, "No, you have to stare."

He squinted slightly, admiring her gradually red cheeks with interest.

Just as he grinded the roots of his teeth and was about to push her into the bottom of the pool regardless of the injury, the bamboo door was suddenly hit twice by something.

A sharp look flashed in Wei Liang's eyes.

"Sword." His voice was very soft.

Without thinking, Lin Chuo summoned the Liuli Sword and handed it to him.

He helped Lin Chuo up from him, and seeing her legs weakened, he couldn't help but curled up his lips and helped her sit on the stone steps he had just sat on.

He stepped out of Lingquan lazily, took out an open robe from the Qiankun bag and put it on his backhand, then walked to the door and opened the door.

But Doulong arched in.

Lin Chuo was stunned, staring at the uninvited guy.

Although she saw Doulong being driven out by Wang Weizhi, she didn't expect it to touch it.

Seeing Wei Liang, Doulong showed no fear at all. It raised its nose, sniffed a few times on him, barked teeth, and bit his arm.

Wei Liang didn't hide, his left arm crossed and he sent it into Doulong's huge mouth.

Lin Chuo was taken aback and was about to speak when he saw him lazily lead Doulong into the bamboo room with his left arm, and then closed the bamboo door.

He held Doulong's head with the hilt and withdrew his left arm. With a flick of his hand, a small drop of blood splashed on the bamboo wall.

"You..." Lin Chu whispered.

She knew that Wei Liang was seriously injured, but she did not expect that he was so weak that he could be bitten by Doulong!

Qin Yunxi wiped out the sage Doulong, only Yuan Ying was in strength!

Wei Liang pressed the delicate lower lip with his index finger, and said to her, "Shhh."

Lin Qiu pressed her lips tightly and looked at him nervously.

I saw him floating lightly, like a dead leaf. Doulong lost its goal in an instant. After a few turbulences of its nose, it sniffed the smell of blood and ran to the bamboo wall, sticking out its tongue to lick the bunch of blood drops that Wei Liang had scattered.

Wei Liang held the sword backhand, floated down from the roof, and landed beside Doulong. He gently pressed his hand on Doulong's huge head, and his **** sleeves attracted it. As soon as he turned his head, it was pierced into the neck by Wei Liang's sword.

Lin Chuo took a breath, and before letting out an exclamation, he hid his mouth heavily. She turned around hurriedly and couldn't bear to look, her heart pounding and pounding.

Soon, there was a very light sucking sound in the quiet bamboo room.

Lin Chuo was a little surprised, turned his head and looked around, only to see Wei Liang leaning on the body that was still twitching gently, drinking blood until it was all sucked dry.

For a while, he slowly stood up and turned his head.

His lips and teeth were filled with blood, his brows were cold, and his chest was open.

He walked to the pool, squatted down, and raised her chin with a cool finger.

It was probably because of the blood that he had drunk, his voice sounded low and stern.

"Blam me?"

Lin Chiu's body was shaking slightly unconsciously, she raised her eyes and looked into his eyes.

His eyes are still firm, free from the slightest interference of other emotions. She looked at him, and a picture suddenly appeared in front of her-his face was full of disgust, but he remembered taking out the jumping bee from the Qiankun bag from time to time and threw it into Doulong's mouth.

Now, there are still many jumping bees in his universe bag. But he gave it a sword.

"No." She said softly.

He had a calm tone: "I killed it not because it betrayed me, but because it was wiped with sanity. It is already a walking dead. If it is soulful, it will definitely be grateful for me to send it on the road...Huh?

His eyes were slightly widened, and he looked at her a little unbelievingly, as if he hadn't heard her answer just now.

Lin Chuo repeated: "No. I didn't blame you."

Wei Liang was a little surprised: "Why."

She was silent for a moment and said: "I think no one wants to be made a puppet."

Although Wei Liang's actions were ruthless and decisive, for Doulong, this might be its best destination. After all, a man's heart is much harder, and he will be sensible in case of trouble, and reach the result directly.

"Not sad." He stroked her hair, "Doulong is at home well."

"Yeah!" Lin Chu nodded, "I saved it! I saved it by insisting on not wiping it off."

"Yes." Wei Liang smiled, "It likes you."

When he was about to lean over to kiss her, he suddenly saw her pupils shrink rapidly.

The boom sounded for an instant, and Wei Liang could hear it without asking—the bamboo door next door was chopped into pieces from the outside.

Mo Lin faithfully relayed the sight of the next door to Lin Chu.

A gloomy white figure stood at the position of the bamboo door, and his cold eyes fixed on Liu Qingyin and Wang Weizhi in the Lingquan. His upper lip twitched unconsciously like an extremely angry beast.

"You, we, here, what, what, what!"

Qin Yunxi descended from the sky and caught the couple of men and women in the pool!