Long Aotian is not happy today

If it is said that under the erosion of blood shadows and dark lines, Lun Hanshan has changed from a beautiful woman with beautiful mountains and rivers to an old man covered with ashes, then the breath in the middle corridor is the area with the strongest dead breath all over him.

The magical artifact made of black copper hangs crookedly on the side of the stone wall. The spiritual power circuit inside it has long been destroyed by time. At the moment, it looks very poor at first glance. It is no different from the ordinary copper lamps that have been discarded. Mottled rust.

"Tick, tick."

The water droplets from the dome slowly splashed down along the stalactites, and formed a small vortex on the wick, stained with copper rust, like blood.

Just now when he was the first to get into the corridor, Hang Xiao only felt excited.

But at this moment, he was really walking alone in this weird cave, with the cold wind blowing from behind, the passion in his heart gradually faded, and the fear buried deep inside quietly emerged...

"Why is this ghost place so gloomy?"

Unable to bear the terrifying silence around, Hang Xiao finally couldn't help but said: "Teacher 025, I remember that in the original text, the protagonist's secret realm is not like this?"

The protagonist in the original text entered a glorious hall, and the jade wall was full of traces carved by knives and axes. Those stone marks contained the atmosphere left by the ancient power. This attracted the attention of the Guardian Spirit of the Stone Palace.

Although this originally belonged to Ning Hong's cave, there is only a wall separating the two, so it shouldn't be like this anyway...

025 said earnestly: "When I was young, you are Long Aotian, and he is the villain."

As soon as he said a word, Hang Xiao's heart suddenly trembled.

He slightly flexed his fingers, pinching a touch of Yang Yan at his fingertips.

Tiny flames swayed in the endless darkness, only illuminating a small area in front of him.

The tall and slender shadow was reflected on the stone wall, falling among the mottled stone marks, and the shadow was infinitely elongated—not the traces of swords and swords that contained the law of the great way, but traces dug out by someone digging with fingers, hysterical and extremely tragic , a slight glance, it is unbearably creepy.

Even though Hang Xiao was wearing a snow-colored long gown and was spotless, he seemed to be a black shadow in this muddy and treacherous cave, blending closely with the surrounding darkness.

"The villain..." Hang Xiao murmured.

Even those who explore the secret realm come to this kind of place.

He didn't even dare to speak loudly, because the voice echoed far away in the endless tunnel, and the long echo was erratic and hoarse, which made people feel chills down the spine.

He suddenly felt sorry for Ning Hong.

"...You should pity him, not only did he end up miserable, but he was also calculated by you." 025 said leisurely.

It turned into a small hummingbird, hovering lightly in the air, with a faint golden light on its back and thin wings.

Although it is small, it echoes the flames of Hang Shi's fingertips from a distance, and it is extraordinarily warm because of the companionship. It is even more precious in this gloomy corridor where you can't see your fingers.

The corners of Hang Hour's lips raised slightly.

"Mr. 025, thank you very much." He said briskly.

025 shook his head and said, "Don't be polite to me, just go."

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the front finally became wider.

At the end of the road is a stone room, and the wall lamp in the corner is still working, emitting a faint blue fire light.

With the help of this weak light source, Hang Xiao could barely see the indoor scene——

A huge quagmire.

I don't know what has been stirred inside, leaving a large piece of dirty mucus.

"Those black lines," 025 reminded, "probably came out from here."

Hang Shih hurriedly raised his sleeve to cover his mouth and nose, and responded in a low voice.

Hurry up and get the cheat book, get it right away...

After wandering around, Hang Shiu's eyes lit up, and he locked on a stone platform not far away.

Looking closer, there was indeed a pile of thin silk scattered on the stone platform.

Hangshi spread it out carefully, and saw that on the almost transparent thin silk, someone embroidered a large piece of cipher text with black thread, the characters the size of ants, and a black patch.

Hang Hour: "..."

No, no, no?

He only thought about changing the handwriting, not about embroidery!

025 asked: "Hour, what should I do?"

Hang Shi licked his back molars hard.

"Fortunately, I still have an alternative plan," he gritted his teeth, "Bring the jade slip, let's exchange this silk."

A jade slip fell out of the void and just landed in Hang Shi's palm.

025 hovered in mid-air, and said with a smile: "You have to hurry up."

"Small idea. You don't know how fast I copied my homework before, so people gave me the nickname 'Eight-clawed Xiaohang'." Hang Xiaoxiao chuckled, buried his head quickly, and began to write vigorously.

——If you don’t read it, you don’t know, Ning Hong’s secret book called "Eight Desolation Book of the Underworld" is very different from what he imagined.

Stealing a person's physique is not as simple as stealing other things. Ning Hong needs to do a lot of pre-preparation, such as being familiar with Hang Shi's spiritual power, using special decoction to seal off the key points in his body... and so on.

It's no wonder that in the original text, Ning Hong often invites the protagonist to drink tea, but now it seems that all the ingredients in the tea are probably added.

But Hang Xiao curled his lips, only feeling disappointed.

How can drinking tea compare to drinking?

Alcohol is one of the greatest inventions in the world. Drinking tea can only make you more energetic, while drinking alcohol can lead to loss of mind, dementia after drinking, amnesia after drinking, gaffes after drinking, and insanity after drinking...

Hang Shi's pen tip was rustling, and added a sentence in the ingredient part: it must be used with fine wine, the stronger the wine, the better the effect.

The latter part is even more tricky.

According to the secret book, Ning Hong needs to "lure his spiritual seeds, divert them to feed them, and soak the whole territory of breath".

In short, he needs to quietly absorb Hang Shi's spiritual power, condense it into a spiritual seed, and then infuse it with his own breath day and night to make the two blend with each other.

Holding the pen, Hang Shih smacked his lips, laughing like a fool.

What's the point of imitating with a spirit seed? If you want to do it, do it to him!

Change, must change.

All the spiritual seeds were removed, and Ning Hong was allowed to infuse his body with breath day and night until the fusion of spirit and consciousness... One hour a week, isn't that enough?

With a swipe of his pen, Hang Shi added a dash to "one".

Now even 025 was startled for a moment, the thin wings trembled slightly, and landed on Hang Shi's shoulder: "Ten hours? Hours, it's too long, how do you ask Ning Hong to do it?"

"It's up to him to use his ingenuity."

Hang Xiao turned around, blinked his almond eyes slyly, and said innocently: "What can I do? I'm just a little protagonist who was kept in the dark, betrayed by his friends, and finally seriously injured. Poor, weak and helpless."

Maybe it's because what he's writing is uplifting, Hang Xiao's fair cheeks are stained with a thin blush, and the crimson color spreads behind the ears and up the neck, like a piece of warm peach red.

When he was speaking, his thick long eyelashes fluttered, and the water in his eyes flowed horizontally, almost overflowing with watery light.

The stone room was gloomy, the will-o'-the-wisps were flickering, the cold wind was like a raging snake, clinging to his snow-white sleeves, wrapping around his neck and shoulders.

...But all this can't stop Hang Xiao's trembling hands and excited heart.

"You will really give Ning Hong problems." 025 joked.

"Hahaha?" Hang Xiao said with a smile, "It's okay, I will remember to cooperate more with him then."

"This is not cooperation, it's simply enjoyment." 025 shook his head.

Hang Hour just smiled and said nothing.

He cheerfully turned the tissue to the end, pondered for a moment on the last line, and began to write.

——The final step of the cheat is to let Ning Hong use the spirit seed as a lure to absorb the spiritual power of his whole body, and at the moment when his body/body is most vulnerable, replace his blood and steal his physique.

Tsk, it's boring.

Hang Xiao supported his chin with his left hand, and bit the end of the pen in his mouth a few times to sort out his words, then raised his pen and changed his path:

"Need to intercourse with its yin and yang to obtain blood essence."

Pausing for a moment, he seemed to feel that it was not enough, thought for a moment, and raised his pen to add another sentence.

"repeatedly."

The ink stains faintly smudged on the thin paper, like a faint blush on the side of the face, falling down, and a small hook was playfully rolled up at the end.

Hang Xiao put down his pen, pressed the back of his slightly cool hand to his slightly hot cheek, and snickered endlessly at the corner of his mouth.

The dark wind was on the side, and the fire was treacherous, but he was in a quiet place where no one was there. He suddenly felt a secret shyness and excitement, and subconsciously moved his legs together.

It's a bit like in the previous life, when bad friends on the Internet threw gigabytes of resource pack links.

With a strange and agitated mood, he wrapped himself layer by layer in the velvet quilt, and in the quiet night, he opened with trembling fingertips...

Immersed in memories, Hang Xiao suddenly heard the sound of cramped footsteps.

He became more and more anxious, and finally nearly trotted, heading straight for the stone room where he was.

The leather boots stepped on the hard stone floor, and the crisp sound like metal impact wafted far in the narrow corridor.

025's anxious voice floated in his mind: "Quick, hour, someone is coming!"

Hang Hour: "!!!"

The charming memories were shattered into slag in an instant, and the sprouting desires were swept away.

My heart was quickly filled with another more familiar and more embarrassing feeling——

Suffered.

But don't let people grab the bag and find that he, Long Aotian, is writing small yellow texts in the secret realm!

The author has something to say: Thank you everyone for never leaving me qwq I will work hard to code and present you with more and more interesting stories!In the days to come, I also want to accompany you all forever, I love you, mua!

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[No. 1] "The Hidden Diary of a Prosperous Beauty"

Gu Lang transmigrated into the Omega with the most handsome appearance, the most outstanding temperament, and the purest blood in the entire interstellar world.

The complexion is cold, the jaw is sharp, and the peach blossom eyes look back inadvertently, the light in the eyes is flowing, and the soul is mesmerizing.

Everyone said that such an Omega is destined to be an imperial concubine in this life.

When he was an adult, Gu Lang really waited for the royal family's aircraft and a dark gold invitation letter with violets printed on it.

ten days later...

He was sent to an enemy country as a spy.

Gu Lang: "???"

What about prosperity and wealth?

……

The spy mission is to get close to the enemy marshal and steal military secrets.

Rumors say that this marshal is vicious and ruthless. He is known as the strongest Alpha, a weapon of war, and a meat grinder on the battlefield.

The elite spies sent by the empire fell down one after another in front of this person, and they fell in a uniform appearance, like harvested leeks.

Gu Lang: I feel like a fat quail QAQ delivering food.

——Marshal, don't eat... Ahh, don't kill me!

——Look at me, I look ignorant, obviously a vase?

Marshal Fierce God touched his head, his lingering eyes swept across the back of the young man Ruyu's neck, his expression was dark, his eyes dim, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Good boy."

……

Later, when he was pressed on the bed with his hands pressed down, Gu Lang realized that something was wrong.

The rumored marshal who is 'not close to O color' has such a fierce posture of pulling his clothes and belts, and he is so proficient!

In the early morning of the next day, Gu Lang was paralyzed and his voice was hoarse and trembling: "Qin Lang, your federation...is this how you interrogate spies?"

The marshal smiled slightly, leaned over and kissed the young man's slightly swollen lips.

"We have many interrogation positions."

"I'll help you remember everything bit by bit."

Leave something unsaid, try to make a big reversal XD

Shouqiang is invincible, but his memory is confused, and he insists that he is a well-behaved little vase

Schrödinger's cub: How could she be pregnant without a mark?

[No. 2] "How to break into a sea king"

Entering a comprehension novel, Meng Qiujun became the peerless beauty with the most handsome appearance.

Her eyes are as clear as a brilliance, her face is like a crown of jade, and her long crow-blue eyelashes flutter like butterfly wings. When she lowers her eyes for a glance, she is enchanting.

The only problem is...

This guy is a Neptune, a courtesan in the realm of comprehension, who rides on N boats.

Recalling the ending in the novel where the original owner was tortured to death by a group of bosses after the car overturned, Meng Qiujun couldn't help shivering.

... No, this won't work, he has to save himself!

The first step of self-rescue is to distance yourself from the ambiguous bosses.

Meng Qiujun was so nervous that his voice was slightly hoarse: "Let's... break up."

The young master of the ghost clan raised his eyes coldly, with a strange scarlet in his eyes.

"Break up? Yes, return the ghost treasure I gave you."

Meng Qiujun: "..."

But that thing... was given away by the original owner?

The powerful Mozu hooked his lips jokingly, and his ambiguous eyes lingered all over Meng Qiujun's body.

"Break up? Let's just say, sleep with me one night and see how you behave."

Meng Qiujun: "...QAQ"

Your magic power devours people, I won’t have any bones left in one night!

The head disciple of the Xianmen blinked his watery eyes, and grabbed the hem of Meng Qiujun's clothes tightly.

"No, I don't want to be separated from Brother Qiujun—is it Master who threatened you? Brother Qiujun, wait for me, I will betray the mountain gate immediately."

Meng Qiujun: "!!!"

Brother, do you think I didn't die fast enough?

……

Love is easy to tie and difficult to solve, Meng Qiujun can be regarded as understanding the meaning of this sentence.He used all means and tricks, not only still entangled with many big bosses, but when he returned home exhausted, he was stopped by others.

The man raised his slightly pointed jaw, stroked his fingertips ambiguously, and said softly: "Qiu Jun, before I get tired of playing and don't want you, there is absolutely no reason for you to say no first."

Meng Qiujun: "..."

——Damn the original owner, besides the boss mentioned in the novel, how many people did you hook up with during the blank period of the plot? !