Quick travel guide: The male god is jealous of himself every day

Her shoulders were half exposed, her face was flushed, her snow-white skin was glowing pink, and the fabric between the legs was wet.

The unconscious murmuring was enough to show that the man had lost his mind.

Duan Xingyun's hands froze, and the gauze drooped down, covering the beautiful shadow again.

He took two steps back, picked up the wine on the table and drank it in one gulp.

The pungent alcohol entered his throat and he choked until he coughed. Only then did he remember that his current body was not strong enough to drink alcohol.

Senior Brother's voice sounded outside, "Junior Brother, is Master inside?"

By some strange combination of circumstances, Duan Xingyun concealed her traces, "No, senior brother, please go look in another direction. I'll look deeper."

The senior brother had great trust in this junior brother. After hearing this, he turned around and went to look for him in another room.

Duan Xingyun walked over and closed the door. He picked up a short blade from the Demon King's room and walked slowly towards the bed.

This kind of short blade is enough to kill a monk in the god transformation stage.

His eyes turned cold. If he killed her now, no one would know.

She was also unconscious now and couldn't resist at all.

It's a good time for revenge.

Who would have thought that the Demon King who had lived for so many years was still a beauty lover, so he had no choice but to do it himself.

Shen Zui saw the target of the attack coming over gloomily with a knife. He moved his fingers and a burst of power overflowed, awakening Yan Kai's consciousness.

If she was killed in this place and the mission failed, he would definitely be scolded to death.

Yan Kai's chaotic consciousness felt a chill, her eyes widened, and a cold light flashed before her eyes.

She rolled around subconsciously, and when she saw the person standing in front of the bed clearly, she really wanted to kill the little brat.

Damn it, everyone bought it. I have been punishing her for so long, and now I want to kill her with my own hands.

Yan Kai pretended to pull at his collar unconsciously and gasped softly.

Duan Xingyun was shocked when he saw her dodge, and immediately pulled out the knife and hid it behind him.

With a harmless expression on his face, he said, "Master is awake, everyone is so worried about you."

His palms were sweaty, slippery and sticky, and his heart was pounding.

No one answered. The person on the bed was still in the same state, but due to rolling, his white thighs were exposed.

Dazzlingly white.

Duan Xingyun was so hot by the white skin that he looked away, and the hand holding the short blade trembled a little.

After a moment, he made up his mind again and raised his hand, ready to strike again.

Yan Kai bargained, "System, do you have any props that can help us live and die together? It would be best if I get hurt and he feels pain too."

She finally saw that this little brat was determined to kill her if he saw the chance.

If this didn't kill his idea temporarily, let alone completing the mission, he might not be able to survive.

Shen Zui tapped the back of the chair with his finger, "There is a thread of love in the Demon Palace. Whenever they are bound, they will live and die together, and they will also share the pain."

"It just has a side effect. The two people who are bound can't help but get closer, so it's called Qingsiluo. The thing is under the golden thread on the screen."

After Yan Kai got the news, he opened his eyes and looked at Duan Xingyun blankly.

Duan Xingyun put away the short blade and showed a worried look, "Master, you're awake. Let's leave quickly. The leader won't last long."

Indeed, the leader is not as strong as this demon emperor at all, and he is probably beaten into a dog now.

Yan Kai just stared at him blankly, expressions of surprise, regret, and pain flashed across his face.

Tears gathered in her eyes and fell down, "Master."

The shout of "Master" made nine turns and eighteen turns. He did not have the aloofness of the Huazhao Sect elders, nor did he look gentle in front of Duan Xingyun.

She looked exactly like a little girl who had been wronged and complained in front of her sweetheart.

Duan Xingyun's boiling blood cooled down instantly, and he was smiling but not smiling. Was he hallucinating and seeing her stupid master who was short-lived and brainless?

He thought of that person's life story. As a powerful immortal, he was deceived by his opponent, and finally died willingly in her hands.

idiot one.

Yan Kai carefully pulled his sleeves and raised his face, exposing his fragile neck to his sight.

The movement of raising her head made the skin on her neck tighten, revealing traces of cyan blood vessels.

She looked aggrieved and said, "Master, I miss you so much."

"In so many years, this is the first time that Master has come to see my apprentice in my dream. Master, my apprentice has been bullied."

She said angrily: "That bastard Demon King actually wants me to be his little wife. He is shameless and doesn't even look at how old he is."

"I am as beautiful as a flower, and his face is full of wrinkles, so he deserves it."

Duan Xingyun was amused by this sentence. It was the first time in his two lifetimes that he saw her look like this. Every move she made was full of the coquettishness unique to her daughter's family.

Especially when she praised herself for being as beautiful as a flower and scolded the Demon King for having wrinkles all over her face.

She certainly wouldn't have done it when she was sober.

Yan Kai cursed, and a tear suddenly fell from the corner of her eyes. She inadvertently showed a hint of exhaustion, "But, Master, my disciple is so tired."

She lowered her head, "For so many years, my disciple has been following Master's instructions, giving to the world, and being an elder of the Huazhao Sect."

"But I don't want to be an elder of the Huazhao Sect. I can't cry or laugh. I have to hold on to it all the time. I can't be careless in every move."

Yan Kai sobbed twice, "I'm like a puppet. I can't shout when I'm in pain, and I can't laugh when I'm happy. I don't want to be this elder."

She wiped her tears and became depressed, "Forget it, what are you talking about? Master finally came to see my disciple, and he said all these depressing words."

Yan Kai pulled the person to sit on the chair and smiled, "Master is having a wedding, and I will pour the wine for Master right now."

She walked slowly to the screen, and using the motion of pouring wine, she took off the love silk coil hidden behind the gold thread.

Yan Kai originally thought it was powder, but he didn't expect it to be a strand of gold thread. It was very similar to the gold thread embroidered on the screen, but the color was much brighter.

She put the love thread into the wine, and the golden thread disappeared instantly.

Duan Xingyun sat on the stool, motionless, looking at Yan Kai who was busy.

This was because the Demon King had given him medicine, which caused him to hallucinate. She thought he was dreaming and thought he was her stupid master.

He rubbed his fingers and remembered her complaint. If you don't want to be an elder of Huazhao Sect, what do you want to do? That idiot Immortal Lord’s wild mandarin duck?

Yan Kai opened the wine glass and came back, watching helplessly as Duan Xingyun drank the wine mixed with love.

She also picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. The moment the wine entered her throat, she instantly felt a force in her body, connecting the two of them.

Duan Xingyun obviously felt it too. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Yan Kai. What had she given to him?

Was she always conscious? What's the purpose of doing this?

In an instant, countless conspiracies and schemes flashed through Duan Xingyun's mind.

Yan Kai opened his empty wine glass and stared at Duan Xingyun's probing eyes, with a blank look on his face, "Master..."

She touched her Dantian and said, "Master, I feel uncomfortable."

A few inches down, the dark fabric was almost dry now.