love yourself again

Ling Junwu was panting, and his body cooperated with Ling Huisheng. The space in the crystal coffin was a bit narrow, so his legs had to be wrapped around his elder brother's body. His eyes were misty and out of focus. He seemed to have lost his mind, but he still stared at him. The person who is pressing above him is afraid that this person will disappear in the blink of an eye.

"Brother, you really fascinate me!" Ling Junwu couldn't help uttering a sentence.

Ling Huisheng kissed his younger brother's skin obsessively, and said, "I have the same appearance as you."

"I know, even so, I..."

Ling Huisheng felt that he might have become obsessed with Ling Junwu. This person is himself, but not himself. Everything in the past may be called the last life.Although I don't know why I didn't die, and how to go back in time, back to my childhood, back to the time when I hadn't experienced those sufferings, but everything is not important anymore, he wants to pamper the current self , loving the present self.

No!To be precise, he is in love with Ling Junwu in front of him.

Ling Huisheng carried Ling Junwu out of the crystal coffin, closed the coffin lid, and the two sat on it, facing each other sincerely and tenderly.

Ling Junwu buried his head on his brother's shoulder sideways, licked and bit the skin on his neck, put his hands on his brother's shoulders, Ling Huisheng wrapped his arms around Ling Junwu's waist with one hand, and stroked his smooth back with the other.

The posture of the two is extremely ambiguous and enthusiastic.

Suddenly recalling some words that Demon Lord Qingyao said, Ling Junwu let go of the soft earlobe he was biting, and spewed hot breath into his brother's ear, saying: "Brother, your body is fine, but is there any discomfort?" place? Are there any hidden dangers left behind?"

With so much devilish energy gathered into my brother's body, how could he be fine?Ling Junwu felt an uncontrollable pain in his heart, and his body trembled slightly uncontrollably.

"I'm fine, don't worry." Ling Huisheng comforted his younger brother in his arms, and continued, "The exercises I practice are quite special. Demonic energy and spiritual energy can coexist and transform into each other in the body, so don't worry."

Ling Junwu looked up at Ling Huisheng in surprise and asked, "How can there be such a heaven-defying technique? Spiritual energy and demonic energy are two opposite forces. If they coexist, isn't it contradictory? This...how is it possible? "

"It is indeed an unbelievable existence, so... I have suffered so much for it." Ling Huisheng chuckled. At the beginning, he lost his sanity and became a puppet who only knew how to kill. In the end, he almost died because of it. However, it may be because of that Nixianjue is an unusual existence, so he didn't die in the Ziming Youhuo!

"Brother!" Ling Junwu hugged his elder brother tightly, with endless worries in his voice.

Ling Huisheng kissed the long black hair in front of him, slid his palm on Ling Junwu's back, and said softly, "It's been a long time ago. Now, I am Ling Huisheng, your elder brother."

Ling Junwu's body trembled, his throat tightened, feeling the fingers that were violating his body, he bit his brother's side neck, and said with a smile: "Not only brother, but also my lover..."

"Yes, I belong to you alone." Ling Huisheng pushed Ling Junwu and pushed his brother down on the coffin lid, and the two fell into lust again.

After being tender for a long time, the two finally ended their love reluctantly.

Ling Junwu couldn't do without his elder brother for a moment, sticking to Ling Huisheng's body, the two walked in a certain direction and left the place.

"where is this place?"

"Magic Abyss Secret Realm!" Ling Junwu glanced vigilantly at the aura emanating from the monster in front of him, and replied.

Ling Huisheng was a little surprised, this place turned out to be the secret place of the Demon Abyss in the Demon Realm?

"Brother, do you know where this Demon Abyss Secret Realm is?"

"I don't really know, the secret realm of the devil's abyss is very mysterious, but I have never been here, I only heard that the secret realm of the devil's abyss is very dangerous, but people with good luck, even if they have a low level of cultivation, may be able to leave here safely, if they are lucky No, it's not surprising that the monks of the Nascent Soul Stage fell here."

Ling Junwu released a burst of spiritual power and hit a young monster. The little beast whimpered and died. He turned to look at his elder brother and asked, "Brother, what is your cultivation level now?"

Feeling the unfathomable power of my brother, this cultivation level is definitely not low, the gap between myself and my brother is really getting bigger and bigger, if this continues, won't I never have a chance to turn around?Although I like Cheng Huan under her brother, but...

Ling Huisheng looked at the little beast that was killed by his younger brother and was obviously left alone. He sighed secretly that he might be in trouble. gone."

"What is the original cultivation level of brother?" Ling Junwu was a little curious.

"Jun Wu can make a guess." Ling Huisheng put his arms around his brother's strong and thin waist, and put the belt in his arms.

Ling Junwu thought for a while, and said, "Could it be that my brother is a cultivator at the transformation stage?" Then he laughed, raised his eyebrows and said, "If that's the case, then brother is really an old cow eating young grass!"

Ling Huisheng was speechless, raised his hand and slapped the buttocks under his hand, and said, "You are the tender grass that I eat!"

The strong wind blew suddenly, and a monster that looked like a cow but not a cow ran towards the two of them. The appearance of this monster was very similar to the little beast that Ling Junwu just killed. Judging by the crazy appearance of this monster, it might be because of the loss of a child. pain.

Ling Huisheng pecked Ling Junwu's lips lightly, and said, "You've caused trouble..." Before he finished speaking, a dark purple flame floated out with a flick of his finger, and it happened to land on one of the monsters' heads. On the long horn, the monster roared, and the purple ghost fire spread on the monster, and surrounded the monster's huge body in the blink of an eye. In a short while, this not weak monster was reduced to ashes, and its spirit disappeared.

"Let's leave here as soon as possible. We must find a way out. By the way, how did Jun Wu come to the Demon Realm and even enter the Demon Abyss Secret Realm?"

Ling Junwu told Ling Huisheng everything about meeting Moxi and everything that happened afterwards.

"So that's how it is!" Ling Huisheng's expression was gloomy, and he secretly called out luck. Fortunately, Junwu didn't have an accident, otherwise, even if he recovered, wouldn't he die of heartache again?

In front of them, a group of dilapidated palaces appeared in the sight of the two. They seemed to be the caves of some monks, but because of the long time, they seemed to be like the ancient cities that had experienced the baptism of wind and frost in the mortal world, full of vicissitudes.

"Go in and have a look." Ling Huisheng took the lead and entered the gate of the palace.

Ling Junwu paid attention to the strange pattern on the gate of the palace, it seemed to be extremely ancient, could this be the gathering place of ancient monks?

The two entered a room that seemed to be used for refining magic weapons. There were some ordinary materials scattered on the ground, including spirit grass that had lost its medicinal effect, and some materials such as meteorite.

In the deepest corner of the room is a furnace cauldron used for refining weapons. Not far from it, there is a chair and a small table with a jug and two cups on it.

Near the corner on the left hand side of the door, there is another small room in this room separated by a screen, but there is nothing in it.

"Brother, there doesn't seem to be any good things here, maybe they have been robbed by the predecessors, we are late."

"Maybe..." Ling Huisheng walked to a tripod placed in the corner, poked inside, his eyes lit up when he saw what was inside, and said, "However, there may be fish that slipped through the net." He said, I took out a black thing that seemed to be a stone, it was so black that it didn't stand up, and it looked like it was worthless.

Ling Huisheng held it in his hand and weighed it, and the spiritual power spun around on it, and a thick layer of shell fell off the surface of the stone, revealing its true face.

Looking at the iron block with a gloomy black light, Ling Junwu wondered: "What is this, is it some rare material?"

"That's right, it's called a rough stone. It looks ordinary, but it's actually an extremely powerful magic weapon."

Ling Junwu took the stone from his elder brother and looked over it over and over again: "Why don't I see what's so great about this thing?"

Ling Huisheng laughed lowly.

"Brother, are you kidding me!" Ling Junwu squinted at the laughing man, threw the stone in his hand, and turned to check other things in the room.

Ling Huisheng reached out to catch the falling stone, smiled, and said, "Refine it into a magic weapon, but it can increase the power a lot. This kind of raw stone material is very hard, which can greatly enhance the destructive power of the magic weapon. The magic circle can also be easily broken."

"Really so powerful?" Ling Junwu looked at his brother suspiciously.

"How could I lie to you? After I get out, I will refine a handy weapon for you."

Ling Junwu happily took out a black sword and said, "Brother, come and take a look. I wonder if this sword can be refined again?"

"This is?" Ling Huisheng's fingertips emitted a wisp of devilish energy, and the sword was destroyed before it touched the blade. "Jun Wu, where did you get this thing?"

"Is there something wrong with this sword?" Ling Junwu asked in surprise.

Before Ling Huisheng could say anything in the future, he suddenly dragged Ling Junwu out of the refining room, took out the veil and put it on his face.

Walking through the long corridor to the main hall, I saw a magic circle lit up in the center of the empty hall, and the figures of three people appeared in the formation, and the figures gradually became solid.

All three of them assumed an attacking posture, and when they saw Ling Junwu, one of them exclaimed, "Brother Ling?"

These three people are Moxi, Yun Sangyu and Li Huizhou.