Turn Han into God [Quick Transmigration]

Ever since Ling Ya acquiesced to Zheng Dang's behavior of letting him drink soup, he knew that the night would not be too good. As a healthy adult man with no hidden diseases in that respect, he couldn't think of any reaction after drinking such a Shiquan Dabu soup. are difficult.At that time, he should have refused, Ling Ya sighed, but listening to the soft voice of the little guy, he forgot all the words of rejection.

There seemed to be a fire burning in his lower abdomen, Ling Ya's whole body was hot, and fine beads of sweat stood out on his forehead, the cool air at night made him feel a little better, but it wasn't enough.Going on like this is not an option, Ling Ya planned to go for a walk in the yard, but when he opened his eyes, he realized something was wrong.

He was obviously sleeping in the inn room, but now he appeared in a simple wooden house.

The wooden house was empty, and several huge bookshelves almost occupied the entire space. Ling Ya dabbled in a wide range of books and read a lot of miscellaneous books. These bookshelves seemed to be arranged according to the directions of the five elements and eight trigrams, in a circular shape.The only space left in the center is a table and chairs.

Moreover, what is placed on the bookshelf is not books, but pieces of jade rings of the same size.These jade rings are about one inch wide and one finger long, with both sides flat and smooth, exuding a hazy white light.The most miraculous thing is that these jade rings are suspended in mid-air!

Ling Ya once read a miscellaneous diary. The protagonist in the book was a farmer who cut wood for a living. One day, he went up to the mountain to cut firewood as usual, and felt extremely tired, so he fell asleep on the firewood.In my dream, I came to a fairyland in Penglai, where cranes danced and springs flowed backwards.A fairy led him into a nine-story attic, and said that he had a destiny, and this opportunity was in this attic.The farmers were ecstatic.

Among them, Ling Ya remembered the contents of the attic very clearly. The attic was divided into nine floors, each floor was filled with bookshelves, and the peasant household could only go up to the sixth floor.The lower three floors are rare and ancient books, and any one placed outside will be a martial arts secret book that will cause aristocratic families to scramble for it, while the middle three floors, just like what he encountered at this time, are all jade rings hanging in the air.

At that time, he only thought that it was a script written by a down-and-out scholar, and after reading it, he forgot about it. After all, how does a farmer know whether those secret books are worth fighting for by aristocratic families?

But now it seems...

Ling Ya took a deep breath, the miscellaneous notes might be really unusual.What happened to the farmer later was not recorded in detail in the book, and Ling Ya could not remember clearly, but obviously, his experience was not exactly the same as that of the farmer.He opened his eyes and appeared in this wooden house. There was no so-called fairy to guide him. A window was opened on the wooden house. Looking out from the wooden house, he could clearly see a large field of cultivated flowers, which stretched as far as the eye can see.

He should be on the ground floor. The wooden house is not big, and the structure of the house is simple and clear. He didn't see anything like stairs.Looking at the motionless pieces of jade rings on the bookshelf, Ling Ya was rarely in a trance. He knew the legendary tricks of the immortal family. unintended consequences.

And really let him face these jade rings indifferently?Ling Ya couldn't do it.How can you return empty-handed after entering Baoshan.He clenched his fist, then reached out to take a jade ring from the nearby bookshelf, unexpectedly, the process went smoothly, Ling Ya took the jade ring in his hand and waited for a while, everything was as usual.Ling Ya's heart was half relieved.

He went to the table and chair and sat down, looked at the jade ring over and over for a while, frowned and said to himself, "It would be great if it were a book." Then the jade ring really turned into a book!Ling Ya soon immersed himself in the content of the book, eagerly reading it.

Besides Zheng Dang, he had a dream again that night, and in the dream he returned to the spiritual field of the ring space again, but unlike the surprise last time, this time Zheng Dang was a little depressed.Most of the spiritual plants here are good for his transformation, but what's the use?Just dreaming!

Zheng Dang was so bored that he flew around the edge of the Lingtian, and accidentally bumped into a crescent-shaped crescent-shaped fruit. He picked it off with one paw and stuffed it into his mouth.Although it can't be transformed into form, the taste is still good, and the feeling of spiritual power flowing in the meridians makes him feel very comfortable.

Just eating while flying like this, Zheng Dang didn't know how much fruit he ate, but it was too late when he felt something was wrong.The turbulent spiritual energy is flowing around in the meridians. If the meridian is a stream, then the spiritual energy is like a rushing river. Too much spiritual energy has exceeded the limit of Zheng Dang's meridian, which made him want to die.

While rolling on the ground in pain, Zheng Dang scolded people anxiously. Didn't he say that this was a dream?Why did he still have too much spiritual energy in his body because he ate too much spiritual fruit!

Zheng Dang was in so much pain that he couldn't think anymore. It seemed that there was a huge monster in his body about to rush out of the cage. Cracked wounds appeared on his skin, and his snow-white fur was stained with blood.A fox lay in a pool of blood and twitched, moaning inaudibly, a thin layer of white mist suddenly appeared around it, and then more and more gathered, and more and more gathered, gradually surrounding the fox in the center.

After an unknown amount of time, when the white mist cleared, the bloodstains all over the ground, including the white-haired fox, were gone, replaced by a naked teenager.

This young man is about eighteen or nineteen years old. His appearance is beautiful, his skin is delicate and smooth like fine white porcelain, his hair is like a waterfall of black hair, his color is like spring dawn, his face is like a crown jade, his pair of peach blossom eyes are slightly curved, and the tails of his eyes are upturned, flowing invisibly. Showing a bit of seductive meaning.Zheng Dang touched his new body with surprise in his eyes.

It turns out that if you eat a spirit fruit in a dream, you will also change shape?This dream is too real.He walked by the Lingtian, seemingly barefoot, but actually he didn't step on the ground.Zheng Dang took a deep breath, with a bright smile on his face, he always felt that he was transformed into a human form, and even the air was fresher.Of course, this is just Zheng Dang's illusion, the space is completely composed of aura, without any impurities.

Zheng Dang walked towards the cabin step by step. When he was in excruciating pain just now, he thought in his heart that it would be good if Ling Ya was here. He didn't have the energy to pay attention at that time, but now thinking about it, he felt that the space was fluctuating for a while.

Through the window on one side of the wooden house, one can clearly see a handsome man sitting at the table in a leisurely posture, reading a book.That face is very familiar to Zheng Dang, who is it not Ling Ya?

Zheng Dang: (⊙o⊙)?It's a great dream, and it can come true.However, he never thought about the possibility of Ling Ya's real existence. After all, in Zheng Dang's memory, the ring space had long been destroyed by thunder, and the ring space was not real. How could one expect Ling Ya to be real? Woolen cloth.

"Ling Ya."

Ling Ya, who was immersed in the world of cultivating immortals depicted in the book, was startled, and looked up at the source of the sound, only to see a naked young man slowly emerging from the flower field.The young man's voice seemed to be very nice, and the ending was slightly raised two degrees, as if he was not sure whether the person in front of him was the name in his mouth, as if wrapped in sweet silk, which made Ling Ya feel flustered.

It seems that the tonic soup was indeed drunk.

Seeing that Ling Ya ignored him, Zheng Dang went straight into the room, but Zheng Dang, who did not dare to act rashly for Ling Ya, was very familiar with him. Beside the table and chairs in the center.

He lifted one of Ling Ya's arms, straddled Ling Ya's body, then put that arm on the table as if closing a door.Zheng Dang wrapped his hands around his neck, tilted his head and asked, "Why are you ignoring me?" The two were very close, and Zheng Dang's breath hit Ling Ya's lips when he spoke, and a faint fragrance went straight to him. Ling Ya got stuck in his nose.

Even if he held his breath, the smell seemed to take root in his heart, making his heart itch unbearably.Ling Ya felt that he had encountered a legendary spirit. As for the fairies who were being guided, were there any fairies who were naked?Zheng Dang watched the man's Adam's apple move up and down uncontrollably, and then heard the man say, "What's your name?"

When Zheng Dang thought about it, he was directly attached to the fox when he came to this world, and he did not say his name, "You can call me Dangdang." Of course, it would be even better if it was a wife.

Ling Ya nodded, but didn't call her by that name.Zheng Dang simply buried her head in the man's arms, and said in a soft voice, "Ling Ya, I miss you very much." The voice was full of attachment.Although they are together every day, being a fox is not the same as being a human!

Zheng Dang naturally felt the stiffness of Ling Ya's body, but he still didn't care and rubbed hard in Ling Ya's arms. Anyway, this was a dream, and Ling Ya didn't know about it after waking up from the dream.

As for Ling Ya, the one who was being stalked, he had already made up for it tonight, but when Zheng Dang made a fuss, he couldn't restrain his reaction.If it was normal, he would definitely have thrown the person in his arms out, but this time, for some reason, he didn't move for a long time.He focused on the book, trying to ignore his body's reaction.

The result was futile.

After Zheng Dang felt the hard object poking under his buttocks, he smiled triumphantly and slyly, like a little fox that has succeeded in tricking.Ling Ya shook his head, throwing this absurd idea out of his mind.A slender white hand slipped from the neckline into the placket, stroking around like a king patrolling his territory.

The other hand went down and grabbed his swollen part, and the slightly cool fingertips made Ling Ya sigh with relief.

"May I make you comfortable?" Zheng Dang asked him with a smile, like a succubus that cannibalize people's energy.

Ling Ya knew that he should refuse, but at that moment his throat seemed to have lost his voice, and he couldn't open his mouth no matter what.The book held in the hand lost the control of the owner and turned into a jade ring again, and fell on the table with a ding-dong sound, but no one cared about this at this time.

Ling Ya's hands were clenched and loosened repeatedly. Zheng Dang's head was buried in Ling Ya's abdomen, and the beautiful black hair swayed under Ling Ya's eyes. For a part, Ling Ya's eyes narrowed slightly, and his brows were slightly wrinkled, which is the unbearable appearance when the pleasure is too intense.

Amazingly sexy.What a seductive goblin, Ling Ya couldn't control the desire in his heart after all, he hugged the boy and put him on the table in front of him.