Unscrupulous Lord of the Demon Palace

"He Huan" was woken up by the sound of rain. He stood up from the head of the bed and realized that he had fallen asleep at some point. The veil in front of the window was blown flutteringly by the wind, and the first light that broke through the clouds in the morning slowly shone on it. , the remaining traces of the night slowly faded as the morning light approached, and it was already morning.

Well, he just leaned on the bed yesterday afternoon, why did it suddenly happen the next morning?

I can still sleep so deeply at this time, am I the legendary pig brain?

Thinking about this serious question with a sullen face, "He Huan" came to the conclusion decisively that he, a good boy who had just been liberated from morning self-study and evening self-study, would never fall asleep so easily. It has long been raised to the same level as a pig, so it sleeps as soon as it touches the bed.Yes, it must be so.

Looking back at the handsome face in the mirror, the figure looked like the real He Huan, and he felt guilty for no reason, well, take back what you just said, it is really not easy for a pig to grow like this.

However, as soon as he looked down, he lost his composure for an instant.

If he remembered correctly, he seemed to be wearing a dark red robe before going to bed, right?Why did she turn into pure black pajamas as soon as she opened her eyes?Although the material is very good and the figure is as smooth as silk, ordinary women can't hold it when they see it wrapped in this body, but he doesn't know how to sleepwalk and change pajamas, such a high-end operation?

Has anyone come in?who is it? !

The alarm bell rang in his heart, and his first reaction was to look at the side of the cloud beside him, but this silly boy was sleeping soundly with his pillow in his arms, and it seemed that he hadn't woken up all night.

However, even though he doesn't know how the world is divided into levels, judging by the boy's tone yesterday, the golden core should be regarded as a fairly high level of cultivation, and it is probably not very reliable to sleep for a night. Could it be that someone plotted against it?

Who is it?It shouldn't be He Huan's enemy, otherwise he would be dead now, is it Qian Ren?Or other protectors?You won't be robbed, will you?

Thinking of this, he was startled. He hurried to the closet, opened it, and found that the luggage he had packed yesterday had disappeared. Now, no one in Bliss Palace would dare to dig through He Huan's things, so he was really a thief?

I remember a certain thief mentioned many times in the letter, "He Huan" was beating his heart, squatting on the ground and making countless guesses based on clues, before reaching a conclusion, he heard a long sigh from behind, "Although Bengong's body Any movement is pleasing to the eye, but your posture is too careless."

It's a nice man's voice, but it's different from the dubbing of the TV dramas he's heard. The voice of the voice actors is always well suited to the plot, and the tone of voice will be very strange in everyday life, but this voice is different. The first time you hear it The reaction was either magnetically seductive and pregnant, or comfortable.There is no pretentiousness or deliberation, just like the usual tone of ordinary people who saw some novelty on the road and made fun of their friends, but it was damn nice.

Could this be the legendary natural male voice?

The Palace of Bliss is indeed terrifying, even the ambush thief is also a master at flirting with girls. After a while, "He Huan" still didn't show his secrets, so he quickly stood up and shouted: "Who is it?! Come out."

What he said was very lacklustre, but he knew that since this person had stunned him, he might have figured out his own details. Seeing him, he became even more panicked, hurried to Yun side, pinched his thigh desperately, and said vigilantly: "If you don't come out again, I will call someone."

I thought this kid was better at fighting than me, and he was a thug when he woke up, but who would have thought he would sleep so deeply. Doesn't this mean that he has to protect him while facing unknown opponents?This is not good...

"Don't pinch him, he's been poisoned by Miaoshoukongkong's mist, so it's not bad if he wakes up tomorrow."

It was that voice again, it was terrible, it sounded like it was coming from behind, but when I turned around, there was nothing, could it be a ghost?

World ghosts with monks are not a rare thing. I feel inexplicably gloomy behind me. "He Huan"'s voice trembled, "Who the hell are you?"

Hearing this, the voice seemed a little helpless, and sighed: "Oh, look behind."

Turning his head following the long sigh, there was still no figure in his sight, only himself reflected in the bronze mirror, wait, he was clearly sitting, why did the person in the mirror lie down?

Opening his eyes wide, he saw in the mirror the handsome man in the black satin jacket leaning on the couch, his starry eyes looked at him showing a bit of pity for the mentally retarded, and he suddenly understood, unexpectedly, it was himself in the mirror who was talking ? !

No, that provocative way of lying down, that seductive expression that seems to be a smile but not a smile, this is clearly the real He Huan!

Almost lying on the mirror, he was sure that there was no way to hide anyone in the bronze mirror. He said in surprise, "He Huan?!"

"it's me."

He Huan didn't care about his embarrassing posture at all, He Huan in the mirror responded with a chuckle, not only laughed, but the man also stretched out his hand to scratch the tip of his nose with ease, and said softly, "Long time no see."

This man's casual voice is enough to attract people. After he deliberately softened it, even a man has to take a deep breath. Hearing this voice, think about the scenes where he and the protagonist in the erotic palace are like this, "He Huan" He couldn't help but blushed, and retracted his body like an electric shock. First, he marveled at how unscrupulous this person can even tease his own body, and then he was full of worries about his wavering sexual orientation at that moment, and He Huan looked at himself. The look in his eyes was too complicated, which always made him feel weird, so he subconsciously sat on the edge of the bed, away from the dangerous person.

Glancing at Yun Fang's drool-drooling face, he straightened himself instantly, but he still didn't dare to look in the mirror, so he only looked at the beam and said, "Did you change the clothes?"

"Miaoshou has been lying in ambush in the palace for a long time. Yesterday you were unprepared and knocked down by him with a stick of incense. I had to leave the customs early to drive him away. After throwing away your tasteless baggage, I went down to take a bath Changed clothes, read a book for a while, ate a piece of jujube cake, and then came back

go to bed. "

Upon hearing this, "He Huan" was startled, and subconsciously said, "You still did so many operations?"

"Otherwise, why do you think the disciple hasn't picked up the cloud and gone back to take a bath at this hour?"

Although he deliberately didn't move his gaze to the mirror, he could still feel someone's teasing gaze. Only then did he realize that he had forgotten that this group of people in ancient times had to go home to take a shower after doing business. Fortunately, the real He Huan came out last night

It didn't arouse other people's doubts, but did he come and go freely in this body?Then isn't this alien soul of mine...

Thinking about He Huan's reputation as a devil, there is no reason for sharing his body so helpful, he suddenly felt uneasy, he was hesitating how to ask He Huan to rent his body to him for a while, and he heard the human voice in the mirror: "I'm out of luck, take a look, don't you feel tired talking like this?"

Fuck, it turns out that the provocative effect is magic!

Contemptuous of this person in his heart, he took a sneak peek at him. Although the person in the mirror was still handsome, he no longer had that terrifying charm that would make someone of the same sex break up with just two glances, and he no longer looked at him with strange eyes.Thinking about it, there is nothing wrong with practicing these things with the settings of the Palace of Bliss, but I still feel weird in my heart, and I don’t know what to say when I look at him bored.

Borrow your body?It seems a little too much for two strangers to talk about this topic, right?But if he just gave up his body and became a lonely ghost, wouldn't it be miserable if he was captured by some Taoist priest?

Unexpectedly, He Huan was the first to ask, "Didn't you read the book I left for you?"

Knowing that he was talking about those letters just now, he replied honestly: "I read it, I know you are He Huan."

"and then?"

The person in the mirror frowned slightly, "He Huan" didn't know how to answer, didn't the letter say something that was not suitable for children, and he still couldn't say it after organizing the half-paid language, so he could only reply tactfully, " Are you, um, open?"

"Those things are too early for you."

Unexpectedly, when He Huan heard this, He Huan's brows instantly relaxed, and he laughed out loud, looking at him with full eyes, and said: "Isn't that what I said, didn't you read what I wrote on the Xuechanqiansi robe?"

Well, it turned out to be about the piece of ancient text on the clothes. Indeed, if you want to talk about concealment, it is still this concealment, but...

Knowing that he would be despised again if he said it, he sighed helplessly, but still confessed the truth: "This, with my literary level, is a bit difficult to understand."

"Well, I overestimated you."

Look, it really is despised!Speaking of why, before he had time to despise He Huan's wretchedness, the other party despised himself for being illiterate. Isn't this the right way to go?

Suppressing his inner OS, he still put on an honest appearance on the surface, and asked sincerely: "Can you give me a concise and clear translation."

Facts have proved that it is not unreasonable for everyone to say that He Huan has a good temper among the devils. When he asked, the man thought about it, and actually answered in detail: "The thunder calamity during the tribulation period and the thunder calamity in the past It's very different, even body training also asks the heart. Before the catastrophe, I realized that I have been happy for a hundred years and still have shortcomings. The regrets all stem from the old things in the past when I was young. It is difficult for me to return to the original state of mind. I didn’t realize it until the arrival of Lei Jie. Since I can’t solve my knots, then creating a self without knots is .”

He paused for a while, then looked at himself in front of the mirror with the nostalgic and sighing eyes as if he saw his black history, and slowly continued, "The monk has separated a part of his soul to manage his true self since the establishment of the foundation. Qi circulates, and then that part of the soul becomes the Nascent Soul of the monk after the core of the soul is formed. Therefore, as long as the Nascent Soul does not die, the monk with a deep cultivation base can reshape the body and return to the peak. Thinking of this, I take advantage of the thunder disaster Zhiwei separates the soul, uses the memory of youth to attach spiritual wisdom to the Nascent Soul, and creates the self, which is you."

He said these words very casually, but to "He Huan", it was like a thunderbolt, pointing at himself blankly, "You mean, I am your Nascent Soul?"