Knowing that my best friend has a crush on me for a thousand years

Wen Shifeng saw Lin Mucheng's increasingly cold expression, and her heart began to ache.

He asked, "That's why you want to know so much?"

After a while, he saw that Lin Mucheng was looking at him, and he knew it in his heart, but he still didn't want to believe that Lin Mucheng would be so aggressive and asked him what he didn't want to say, so he leaned forward and kissed Lin Mucheng again and again, with a soft and sticky voice He: "Sir, can we talk after we finish?"

Lin Mucheng looked at him with red eyes, and his eyes were full of pity: "You are the person on my heart, I can't just watch you keep falling like this."

Wen Shifeng's eyes were even redder: "Am I depraved? Cultivating demons means degenerating? Then I said at the time that demons have spirits and demons have no intentions. You tell me that most of those who become demons are forced to do what?"

He was sad because Lin Mucheng misunderstood him, but he also thought that after all, he did these things without telling him, and he had to hide it. Now it is right to be wronged, but he can't bear the pain in his heart to speak out for himself, and he can't bear the red eyes The tears that fell.

He put his arms around Lin Mucheng's neck, and was still eating, trying to restrain his emotions and immerse himself in the sea of ​​desire. Soon, he calmed down, moved his body slightly, and rubbed against Lin Mucheng.

Lin Mucheng looked at Wen Shifeng, feeling his heart sinking continuously, which made him feel pain: "So, you are also forced to be helpless? Tell me, what forced you to fall into the devil's way?"

He really didn't understand why Wen Shifeng made himself into a demon or not, and he never revealed it to him.

Wen Shifeng said coldly: "My business has nothing to do with you, what you have to do now is..."

He stopped suddenly, and whispered the second half of the sentence to Lin Mucheng: "For me, ruthlessly—do it!"

Lin Mucheng frowned.

Immediately, he lowered his body and put Wen Shifeng on the grass, so that Wen Shifeng's back was close to the grass. After all, it would save a lot of unnecessary force than leaning against a tree, and it could satisfy his request well.

Round after round, Wen Shifeng's voice of begging for mercy did not stop. He suddenly realized that Lin Mucheng was very angry, but his consciousness was immediately knocked away by Lin Mucheng.

The clear moon is still hanging.

Lin Mucheng finally stopped, and Wen Shifeng subconsciously let out a sigh of relief after his head went blank unconsciously, but was turned over the next moment.

Lin Mucheng squeezed in again looking for a place.

"I was wrong," Wen Shifeng cried tremblingly in a hoarse voice, "forgive me, I was wrong."

The broken hair between Lin Mucheng's forehead was drenched with sweat, and he laughed softly: "Didn't you say that you want to do it hard?"

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It was already very late, and Wen Shifeng managed to retain some consciousness and strength and did not fall down.

Lin Mucheng hugged him, no longer asked the bottom line, but said: "No matter what you become, I will always protect you."

Wen Shifeng was lazily in his arms, and slowly began to accumulate energy. After absorbing a lot of aura around her, she kissed Lin Mucheng's lips.

He fumbled for the clothes and put them on, and said, "Sir, please kiss me more."

Lin Mucheng smiled lightly, rubbed him, and kissed him.

Wen Shifeng leaned on his shoulder, hugged him, and patted his back very naturally.

The hand that patted Lin Mucheng's back suddenly stopped, and pressed down on an acupuncture point.

Lin Mucheng was in pain, and his eyes were astonished.

Wen Shifeng raised her head slightly, and whispered in his ear: "You can't do anything, I'll help you."

"Fengzi!" Lin Mucheng grabbed his hand, trying to stop him but couldn't.

Wen Shifeng looked up at him.

Lin Mucheng looked at Wen Shifeng's attitude of seeing death like home, and didn't know what he wanted to do, but his heart became more and more panicked.

Wen Shifeng pushed his hand away, and then easily took out his Demon Subduing Saber in front of his face.

Lin Mucheng finally understood what he wanted to do, and reached out to take it back, but Wen Shifeng pushed it away lightly.

Lin Mucheng was in a hurry, he was sweating profusely, and his body began to tremble slightly. He wanted to get close to Wen Shifeng, but he had no strength at all. He could only half-kneel and look at him and said, "Fengzi, don't hurt me." Myself, don't...!"

The power of the demon-killing knife was too great, Wen Shifeng's hand holding the demon-killing knife trembled a little, as if he couldn't hold it.

His complexion was also getting paler, and the veins on his hands and foreheads were bulging, but he smiled disdainfully: "What are you afraid of, I can't die, it's just a little bit sooner or later."

Lin Mucheng knew that he would not be able to persuade him, so he closed his eyes and concentrated his energy to break through the art of cartilage imprisonment, but the next moment, Wen Shifeng stabbed into his stomach with the magic knife.

Immediately, the demon-eliminating knife seemed to grow in Wen Shifeng's belly. He wanted to pull it out, but he couldn't move at all. The pain spread inch by inch. , he looked at Lin Mucheng who was struggling with his cartilage technique with his eyes closed, and smiled with some difficulty: "Fox, don't bother, just take a look at me."

After Wen Shifeng finished speaking, she gathered all her strength in her hands, and with a sudden force on her hand, she finally pulled out the demon-killing knife, and threw it on the ground together with the blood drawn by the blade.

Lin Mucheng opened his eyes and saw this scene.

Wen Shifeng knelt down on the ground at this time, his hands were covered with blood and grabbed the grass. He has no strength now, and the pain in his body is about to explode. He is staring at the demon knife, hoping It can be purified by enough magic energy of its own.

But it was still a little bit worse, the demon-killing knife was still lying there full of hostility, Wen Shifeng was panting heavily, sweating profusely, and blood was bubbling from the abdominal wound.

Immediately, his eyes darkened, and he passed out.

Lin Mucheng finally broke through the confinement at this moment, he quickly helped Wen Shifeng up, and the hands next to Wen Shifeng couldn't help shaking.

Soon, Lin Mucheng stopped the bleeding from the abdominal wound for him, and held him in his arms again.

After protecting Wen Shifeng's last breath, Lin Mucheng looked at the already fragile demon-killing knife, picked it up with his hand, and thrust it into the ground suddenly. For some reason, the grass suddenly became hard as a rock, and the once The demon-killing knife, which could not be destroyed by all means, was broken into several pieces.

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Nan Bei saw Zi Yao who was dressed in Wenshifeng's skin suddenly raised his eyelids and got up, and Lin Mucheng hadn't come back for so long, knowing that he was going to leave because something had been revealed, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, full of disgust and sarcasm.

He said: "You and I could have obtained enough benefits."

Zi Yao heard the sound and looked at him, seeing that his expression was full of dissatisfaction with himself, his heart was full of desire, and he said coldly: "You don't suffer."

Nan Bei then smiled slightly: "If you play Wen Shifeng in front of him, if you don't know what to do, you should be bold."

Zi Yao had already passed him, and upon hearing what he said, he turned around and looked at him, as if thinking of something, he suddenly smiled at him, with an extremely evil look on his face: "Little Junior Brother, tell me, you What is the difference between being overconfident and courageous in this mouth?"

Nan Bei was still smiling, but not on the surface: "There is no difference, depending on which one you like, I can praise you."

Zi Yao sneered: "Take a risk, of course there are winners and losers."

Nan Bei stopped smiling.

He really didn't know what this Ziyao was thinking, if he didn't engage in these bastards this time, and took Wen Shifeng away properly so that he could threaten Lin Mucheng in the future, then Lin Mucheng could only be with him at this time, and he would never You can completely gain the trust and reliance of Lin Mucheng.

With such a perfect plan, I don't know why he pretended to be Wen Shifeng and took risks. Even if Lin Mucheng believed that he was Wen Shifeng, did he want to have sex with Lin Mucheng like Wen Shifeng?

Nan Bei frowned deeper and deeper, Wen Shifeng did drive him crazy with jealousy, but he could only endure it, thinking that last time Wen Shifeng left, he could win Lin Mucheng's heart, but he didn't expect Wen Shifeng All of Shifeng's hard work was in vain when she came back.

He didn't know why Lin Mucheng liked Wen Shifeng so much, and refused to give him the slightest chance.

Zi Yao suddenly said: "I said little brother, you have been thinking about Lin Mucheng so much, do you want me to change into his appearance to satisfy you?"

Nan Bei recovered his senses and looked at him.

Zi Yao smiled and said: "Don't worry, he has already left with Wen Shifeng and will not come back."

The moment he spoke, Ziyao changed into Lin Mucheng's appearance, and walked towards Nan Bei who was leaning against the wall with his arms folded. Nan Bei didn't refuse, but just looked at him coldly.

Zi Yao imitated Lin Mucheng and smiled lightly, calling him: "Master Nanbei."

Nan Bei seemed a little moved, he stretched out his hand to pinch Zi Yao's jaw, and sized him up carefully.

After a long time, Nan Bei finally said, "No matter how you dress up, you still don't look like him."

"If it doesn't look alike at all," Zi Yao put his hand under Nan Bei's belly, covered the bulge and laughed, "Why would you react?"

Nan Bei frowned slightly and turned his head away, Zi Yao tried to get closer to him, seeing that he would not push away, he kissed his lips again, Nan Bei reached out to support his shoulders, glanced at the man curled up sleeping on the withered vines. The young deer, with a low and hoarse voice: "Change to another place."

Zi Yao smiled, his eyes were shining, he took his hand and left here.

Immortal Si Ming was accepted as a disciple by the Taishang Laojun. When he first came to Sanqing Palace, he was attracted by Immortal Siheng at first glance. After the master appeared and briefly introduced him, he glanced at him gently and said, "Ayao , come with me."

Zi Yao thought he was calling, and immediately responded happily, but unexpectedly, several senior brothers laughed, and it was the senior senior brother who reminded him: "Fifth Junior Brother, Master said that Ah Yao is Fourth Junior Brother."

Zi Yao was dumbfounded at the time, his face was flushed like bleeding, he really didn't expect to bump into a senior brother with the same name as him, but Lin Mucheng just smiled and followed the departing Laojun.

It was also because of this incident that Ziyao Ji hated Lin Mucheng, and later found that everyone seemed to like Lin Mucheng very much, especially the elder brother. Even if he later used some means to make Lin Mucheng fall out of favor, Lin Fengcheng still spoiled him. He even lost his life for him in the end.

All of these made Zi Yao go crazy with jealousy.

Now Nan Bei, the reincarnation of the elder brother, is willing to do such things with him, even though it is despicable, it makes him feel that he has won a little.

The two of them were in the midst of a field battle, and Zi Yao seemed to have forgotten that this person was his junior brother and not his senior brother at this time. Hugging him and begging: "Brother, slow down, it's my first time."

Nan Bei chuckled lightly in his ear, and replied, "Okay."

As soon as the words fell, he invaded more violently, pouring out all the long-standing longing for Lin Mucheng to Zi Yao who was wearing Lin Mucheng's skin.

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It is true that Lin Mucheng did not go back. The damp and air-conditioning in the woods was too heavy, so he went down the mountain, took Wen Shifeng with him, and found a family that stayed up late at night, and that family was easy to talk to. Lin Mucheng paid the money and they let them in. Yes, a warm main room is also arranged.

Lin Mucheng didn't care so much, he lay on the bed with his arms in his arms, kissed him and then rested.

The next day, when the sun was warm at the south window, Lin Mucheng woke up and looked at Wen Shifeng first. Wen Shifeng's face was still pale, and there was no sign of waking up at all. She looked peaceful, if not for that breath, It's really no different from the dead.

He got up first, and then he was about to pick up Wen Shifeng and leave here when someone knocked on the door suddenly. He was alert when he heard the voice of the young woman from last night: "Brother, are you awake? Are you eating?"

Lin Mucheng heaved a sigh of relief and said, "No need, thank you."

Immediately, Lin Mucheng said again: "Can I trouble you to take care of my husband, I need to leave for a while, and I will be back later."

Maybe the money was enough last night, the young woman responded briskly: "Okay, don't worry, little brother, I will take good care of your wife."

Lin Mucheng looked at Wen Shifeng reluctantly, kissed him again, and then left. He was afraid that other people would not take good care of him, so he stuffed money again, and ordered him again.

But last night was too late, they didn't see clearly whether Wen Shifeng was a man or a woman, after Lin Mucheng left, when the young woman went in to look after Wen Shifeng, she found that it was a man, and they were almost not surprised.

Lin Mucheng went back to the cave, and bumped into the fleeing young man Lu, caught him back, and carried him by his side.

Entering the cave again, as expected, Nan Bei was nowhere to be seen.

"I don't know anything, you all disappeared as soon as I woke up." The deer boy who was watched by Lin Mucheng was a little panicked.

Lin Mucheng looked at him coldly, and asked, "You really don't know anything?"

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