After transmigrating into the book, the heartthrob Shizun lost his horse

"...I don't know why, it's me, I took the initiative."

At the moment when he opened the window and saw the two demon cultivators, a small red lotus with black pistils was budding in the sea of ​​consciousness. Jiang Yu could clearly feel it and feel its growth. his heart.

Later, when he saw that demon cultivator was easily suppressed by himself, the desire to win and lose, bloodthirsty, and bloodthirsty arose at the touch of a touch. Fear and excitement became the best nourishment for watering that little flower.

Just one shot is enough, Jiang Yu thought silently as he stepped on the edge of the knife, repelled Moxiu, protected Wenhong, and stopped.So he embraced Huabud thoroughly, feeling his whole body was filled and surrounded by an unprecedented spiritual power.

However, for addicts, the last sentence at the critical point is often the same, just use it once.

Jiang Yu couldn't remember why he was out of control, but he hated the feeling of being out of control so much. His body's instinct to hand over the control to the demonic energy could only be used as a decoration.

He obviously does not seek the supernatural power of crossing the line, all he wants is to protect himself and the people he values.

"Jiang Yu?" Yu Chengzhou recalled his somewhat distracted consciousness.

There was mist in Jiang Yu's eyes, and then he slowly gathered his attention, and looked at the master in front of him without saying a word.

He was still biting his lip, because the demonic energy had not dissipated completely, it just changed back to the shape of a flower bud, curled up in a corner, swaying and waiting for Jiang Yu's next call.

His lips turned from green to white, from blood loss to bright red, he heard someone tell him to let go in a daze, but he didn't, because it was this kind of pain that returned his sanity, and let him recover from the suffocation of being drowned by the demonic energy. Escape from the feeling.

Brutely opened his lips, he was not reconciled, and tried to bite again.

When he tightened his teeth, he felt something strange, it was no longer the warm and soft lips and flesh, but that thing was hard and slightly cold.

In his panic, he didn't dare to bite hard, and quickly spit out the thing under the light touch of the tip of his tongue.

It is Master's fingertips.

A neat row of small teeth marks on the fingertips are extremely eye-catching, and there is a piece of silver thread on it, which is secretive and alluring.

Jiang Yu coughed a few times, and his attention was drawn to him. Only then did he realize that he had been leaning on the master's arms for a long time, and was still holding on to his lapel.

He straightened up in embarrassment, opened the distance, and his legs trembled slightly, which was the aftereffect of the excess spiritual power carried by his body.

"Are you still biting?" Yu Chengzhou handed him his fingers, ten fingers were slender and white, only that one was reddish.

Jiang Yu quickly shook his head.

Now not only his breath, but also the space between his teeth is full of the master's breath, cold withered pine branches, slightly bitter and astringent.Strange to say, I don't know whether it is this kind of breath or the sense of shame that outweighed the demonic energy, and the spiritual flow in the body appeared to be calmed down.

Jiang Yu was carried into the house by Yu Chengzhou and placed on the bed.

Wen Hong was anxious and angry when he saw it, his eyes turned red and he wanted to chase those two demon cultivators.He was dragged out of the house by Yu Chengzhou holding his collar.

"Chasing." Yu Chengzhou looked at him coldly, "Where do you plan to chase, and if you chase him, can you win him?"

Wen Hung remained silent, staring fixedly at the candlestick on the ground that was used as a murder weapon.

"He's protecting you in the house." Yu Chengzhou didn't beat him, didn't scold him, just one light fact drenched Wenhong from head to toe.

"You are willing to call his master now, but the master was injured in order to protect his sword spirit. This is the first time I have seen him."

Jiang Yu was able to stand up alone to protect Wenhong, which somewhat made Yu Chengzhou feel a little dull and unhappy.

Wen Hong was silent for a while, then gritted his teeth, "Turn me back into a sword, at least I won't hold you back."

His human form is currently restrained by the flaws in the sea of ​​consciousness, and it is indeed not very strong.But spirit monsters are naturally fond of transforming into human form, they can have five senses and five senses, and they can accompany the person they like in human form.

Wen Hong changed.

Yu Chengzhou was in a complicated mood, nodded, and activated the spell.

As soon as Wen Hongfu changed back to the shape of a sword, he hung it above Jiang Yu's door beam. The white jade sword body, with the blade pointing down, shone coldly in the night.

The outside of the house still needs to be cleaned, the blood stains on the pillars, and the black traces left by the attack of demonic energy need to be cleaned up.

Yu Chengzhou picked up the light blue robe from under the moonlight.

When he returned to the room, Jiang Yu lay down peacefully, as if he had fallen asleep.Yu Chengzhou sat silently by the bed, and after a while, he waved his hand to cover him with the robe.

Jiang Yu suddenly opened his eyes, raised his hand to stop Yu Chengzhou's forearm, and said in a low voice, "Help me get rid of the devilish energy again."

Yu Chengzhou paused, remembering what he had done before, and responded casually. He just lifted a small cloud of black air from his palm, but he heard the man speak again.

"It's a lie, it can only be suppressed temporarily, it's useless." Jiang Yu sniffled, "I saw that black flower, which grew in my sea of ​​consciousness and took root."

Yu Chengzhou's pupils suddenly constricted.

"Master, why won't you help me dispel the demonic energy all at once? What will happen?" Jiang Yu's voice was muffled, but his eyes were bright, "Will I die, or become stupid, and become confused?"

"Stop it." Yu Chengzhou interrupted him.

Jiang Yu grabbed his forearm with sharp eyes, and took off the sleeve robe before he could stop him.

The blood fell into a long line, which had dried on the skin.The wound turned out to be eye-catching green and black, and it had already healed, leaving only a strange scar.

"I hurt it." Jiang Yu's voice was a little desperate. This kind of scar was so familiar, it was clearly the same as the one on his shoulder, and a terrifying idea gradually took shape in his heart...

"Will the magic energy be contagious?" He asked hoarsely.

Yu Chengzhou quickly withdrew his arm, covered the wound, and comforted: "What are you thinking, I won't."

The house fell silent.

He raised his head again, and found the young man lying on the side of the bed with loose black hair, his eyes closed tightly, and his lips clenched tightly, his thin body under the beautiful quilt was shaking violently.

There was a smell of blood in the air.Yu Chengzhou sensed something was wrong, and quickly lifted the quilt.

Jiang Yu's right hand was clenched into a fist, and the fingertips sank deep into the flesh of the palm.The left hand Shi Jue cut a hole on the right arm, the same black and blue wound, the same terrifying depth.

Just then, the bloody smell on Yu Chengzhou's body awakened the demonic energy again. He was weak and unable to resist, so he had to resort to this brutal method to keep himself awake.

"Help me get rid of them all, I don't want to lose control again." The corners of Jiang Yu's eyes turned red, corresponding to the little red mole.

"I don't want to hurt you again..."

Jiang Yu didn't have time to finish this sentence, his eyes widened suddenly, and an unconcealable nasal sound escaped.

The master's lips landed in his palm, all the way up, pecks and kisses fell on the wound on his forearm.

Due to the possession of demon energy, the wound still healed quickly.At the same time of rapid healing, the newly grown tender flesh was forced to accept a warm but brutal touch, with specks and spots sprinkled on it.

It is more addictive than magic energy, and more tormenting than pain.

In the darkness of night, the indescribable tactile sensation and numbness rose.

Master raised his head and stared at him, his eyes dimmed.

The last kiss, unbiased, landed on his bitten lower lip.The tip of the tongue wiped away the blood there, and sucked with a slight sense of punishment, making the red swelling even more red.

Jiang Yu couldn't help raising his slender neck, and only by catering to him slightly could he slightly alleviate the electricity-like crispness.

What is this doing.His mind was in a mess, his thoughts completely escaped from the demonic energy, and now he fell into another abyss.

"Are you still... crippled?" Yu Chengzhou stayed half an inch near his lips, his crow-blue eyelashes half drooping, "I'll kiss wherever you hurt."