[Transmigration Book] The protagonist has changed!

On the contrary, Yang Mingxin, who had been arguing about liking Shen Qingtang before, walked aside alone. When he saw Pei Nan coming, he quickly walked towards him.

Pei Nan took a few steps forward, keeping up with the large army. Just in time, Yang Mingxin walked up to him, and followed beside him without saying a word.

After a while, probably seeing that Pei Nan had no intention of opening his mouth, Yang Mingxin straightened his dress: "Senior brother, I told Qingtang."

Pei Nan continued to walk forward, but he was not surprised: "En."

"He said he didn't like women."

"..." Pei Nan swallowed the old blood in his throat, and said flatly, "If you don't have this, just put your heart on cultivation, and there will be a marriage that suits you in the future."

Yang Mingxin paused for a moment, then glanced at Pei Nan who was standing next to him, and thought flashed across his face.

She knew Pei Nan earlier than many disciples of the Xuanyun Sect. Although the eldest brother is less talkative, he seldom does anything against his will, and he is quite transparent in his dealings with others. .

So Yang Mingxin looked at Pei Nan again, seemed to muster up his courage, and said to Pei Nan: "If you don't like women... Qingtang must like men."

Pei Nan didn't have a heart for gossip at all, so he didn't answer.

"Senior brother, I went back and thought about it carefully. When Shen Qingtang and I were chatting, we always asked about your past in the sect." Yang Mingxin reached out and touched his chin, showing a smile on his dignified and beautiful face A subtle smile, as if he had suddenly concluded something, "Hey, brother, do you think Shen Qingtang likes you?!"

...Pei Nan glanced at Yang Mingxin's epiphany expression very speechlessly, and said calmly: "Xuan Yun's ancestor's instruction, don't speak nonsense."

"Look carefully, senior brother, you and Shen Qingtang are quite a match."

Pei Nan remained expressionless for a moment, then quickly took two steps, left the area around Yang Mingxin, and walked to Elder Ling Yun.

Everyone was in a hurry, especially the elders of Xianmen who wanted to ask for an explanation for the disciple who died innocently in the wilderness of the extreme north, so they traveled faster.

It took Pei Nan more than ten years to walk from the foot of Xuanyun Mountain all the way to Changle County, but this time, except for the necessary repairs, it only took less than three months to walk the whole way with the sword.

Changle County is still the same as before.

People coming and going, special local conditions, complicated incidents and sensitive areas.

When Pei Nan and the others walked into the old tavern together, Xiaoer recognized him and Shen Qingtang quickly, and went up to wipe the table with a rag in his hand, and greeted happily: "You two Daoist masters! Long time no see! This time I have brought so many repeat customers to our family, the little one will bring the shopkeeper first, thank you!"

Pei Nan was lowering his head and concentrating on studying the cleanliness of the stool, without answering.

Shen Qingtang nodded to Xiaoer, and also smiled: "Then why don't you hurry up and prepare some good rooms for us, get closer!"

Xiao Er nodded and went down.

Shen Qingtang then took out another silk handkerchief from his sleeve, stretched out his hand and carefully wiped off the chair and table in front of Pei Nan, and pulled Pei Nan to sit down as if asking for credit: "Senior brother, are you comfortable?"

Pei Nan was yanked to sit down, subconsciously stunned: "Thank you."

Changle County is not very big in total, and good inns are even rarer among them. Although there are many people who come to the extreme northern wilderness this trip, they can't force others to book a place.

The heads of the various immortal sects are always quite famous. Not long after Pei Nan and the others sat down, all kinds of eyes around them began to scan them, with different expressions, but generally speaking, they were good.

Pei Nan didn't like being stared at by others, so he stood up in the hall and looked around, before going back to his room to rest early.

Probably watching Pei Nan stand up, Xiao Er approached courteously: "Master Dao wants to go back to the room?"

Pei Nan nodded, said goodbye to the others, and said to Xiao Er: "Yes, please take me there."

Xiaoer smiled with a smile on his face: "No problem, no problem, Master Dao will go this way."

It was the room where Pei Nan lived with Shen Qingtang before.

Pei Nan pulled back the steps he had just stepped in, and asked suddenly, "Who is living with me at this time?"

Xiaoer smiled and said, "Of course it's the Daoist you were with before, and that Daoist specially told us to change to brand new bedding, otherwise you won't be able to sleep."

==Pei Nan choked up another mouthful of old blood in his heart, really wanted to go to Shen Qingtang for real pk.

"Understood." Pei Nan nodded, walked in again, and closed the door.

It took Shen Qingtang a long time to return to this room, gently pushed the door open, turned back to close the door after entering, and then locked it.

Pei Nan was already leaning against the head of the bed, as if falling asleep.

Shen Qingtang walked over lightly, and then sat down beside Pei Nan's bed, her movements were gentle, not waking Pei Nan up at all.

Pei Nan's skin is fair and tender, especially when he returned to the Xuanyun School after Yunyou. After a day of eating and drinking, his already lazy temperament became more and more lazy... He didn't even need to cover the quilt to lie down, and fell asleep with his head tilted caught.

Shen Qingtang's eyes were dark, and he couldn't see any emotion. He moved his fingertips slightly, and a soul curse spread out in the palm of his hand.

He quickly put the soul spell on Pei Nan's back heart, and Pei Nan, who was already asleep, let out a very small "uh" sound, then turned his head back and fell asleep again.

Shen Qingtang seemed to be satisfied. He stretched out his hands and walked around under Pei Nan's body, lifted him up from waist to legs, hugged him tightly, then turned around and took two steps to the other side of the room. The location of the bed.

Shen Qingtang carefully placed Pei Nan on the bed, and pulled the quilt aside to cover Pei Nan. Unfortunately, it was halfway covered, but found that Pei Nan's skirt was slowly pulled away during the hugging and moving process just now. At this time, a wide gap was exposed, and the skin inside was fair and bright, with two spots looming.

In just a split second, Shen Qingtang understood that her heart beat two beats faster.

If Pei Nan can wake up now, he must wish to close his eyes again.

Shen Qingtang wrapped one arm around his waist, pressed his hand on the pillow with the other, and looked at him silently.

The emotions in those eyes were complicated, with clear hatred, shallow incomprehension and strong possession.

The distance between the two people is very short, and the breath is spit on each other's face, and this short distance is still shrinking little by little, because the person above is gradually bending down.

Shen Qingtang's lips are fundamentally different from Pei Nan's.

Shen Qingtang's lips are rosy, hot, strong, with a strong sense of oppression and restraint; while Pei Nan's lips are pale, since he practiced "Qing Jing Jue", his emotions and desires have gradually broken down, and his blushing and passion have become less and less .

But at this moment, the fiery lips pressed down hard, lingering on the forehead of the person below, then passed the tip of the upturned nose, and stayed on the other pair of lips full of coolness.

The lips of the two were very soft, and they were stuck together like this, but neither made the other feel comfortable and gentle.

Shen Qingtang tightened his grip on Pei Nan's hand, and pressed his whole body against Pei Nan's body. He stuck out his tongue and moved along the other pair of lips, but the man never opened his lips to let him penetrate.

In the end, Shen Qingtang didn't even go on, but went down again, and finally licked a little bit exposed through the clothes, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, and it inevitably swelled up.

Then, full of malice, he sucked hard.

Probably feeling the pain, Pei Nan straightened up subconsciously and let out a very low cry.

With red eyes, Shen Qingtang straightened Pei Nan's robe again, then lay down beside him, wrapping Pei Nan tightly in his arms.

Naturally, Pei Nan would not resist, and snuggled into Shen Qingtang's arms submissively, feeling the scorching heat coming from behind him.

After a long time, a very low, very low voice came from behind, but it was dark and firm: "Brother, no matter who you are, you will always be mine, all mine."

The two of them stuck to each other in the most intimate posture, but they couldn't see each other's expressions.

Naturally, Shen Qingtang would not know that Pei Nan, who had his back turned to him, was opening his eyes, looking at the front calmly and unfocusedly, with his chest rising and falling steadily.

At that time, Shen Qingtang would never care whether the paper figurine was still there. Pei Nan woke up from the action just now, and then heard Shen Qingtang's words in silence.

It turned out that he couldn't even shudder.

Tomorrow is the day to enter the extreme northern wilderness. Pei Nan is always a little restless, and years of experience tell him that usually nothing good happens after he is restless.

On the other hand, Shen Qingtang, who was in the same room, looked very relaxed. He was holding a fruit plate that Xiao Er had just brought up: "Senior brother, do you want to eat cucumber?"

Pei Nan turned his head and saw the emerald green cucumber in the fruit bowl in Shen Qingtang's hand.

"...don't eat."

Shen Qingtang then "crunched" took a bite: "It's delicious, senior brother."

Pei Nan put a few more talisman papers in his bag in case of urgent need. He even bit his finger, wrote some papers with his own blood, and carried them close to his body.

Shen Qingtang didn't know when he stopped eating, so he stood beside Pei Nan and saw that he bit his finger, so he quickly took out the handkerchief from his sleeve, and held his finger for him when Pei Nan finished painting.

"Does it hurt?" Shen Qingtang pressed the wound without letting go.

Pei Nan shook his head, trying to pull his finger out of the handkerchief.

"Brother attaches great importance to this Demon Slaying Conference?" Shen Qingtang asked again.

Pei Nan lowered his head.

Not to kill demons, but to... to kill you.

For such a short moment, Pei Nan suddenly felt cruel.

But it was only for a short moment, and soon it was covered and disappeared. Pei Nan raised his head again: "Yes, the main gate of the Xian family must give an explanation to the person who died in vain."

Shen Qingtang seemed to be in deep thought. Although the handkerchief in his hand was still pressed against Pei Nan's wound, his thoughts seemed to freeze.

The two of them didn't speak for a moment, and after a while, Shen Qingtang took the handkerchief away and put it back in his sleeve, picked up Pei Nan's injured finger and blew on his mouth: "I will protect senior brother."

Pei Nan showed no expression, but shook his head: "It's going to be difficult, Atang, just take care of yourself."

If it doesn't work...it's God's will, Pei Nan admits it.

Stretching out his hand to stroke Shen Qingtang's hair, the child who was so short before has grown up in a blink of an eye.

"I'll go find someone else, Atang, so be prepared." Pei Nan packed the things in the bag and said to Shen Qingtang.

Shen Qingtang smiled happily: "Brother, let's go."

Shen Qingtang was the only one left in the room.

"After using the 'Soul Lamp', what will happen if it doesn't work?" At this time, Shen Qingtang didn't have any smile on his face. He was dressed in black with a few dark patterns embroidered on it, making it even more unpredictable under the night light.

What he asked was a black figure standing beside him. The black figure had no real shape, but it was obvious that his back was arched, showing a somewhat respectful attitude.

"The original soul of the body has also been drawn out of the body, becoming a lonely soul and unable to return." The black shadow paused, and his tone was affirmative, "If the soul is not successful, this body must have been a dead person."

Shen Qingtang clasped his fingers on the table, with a dark and cold expression: "You once said that the person who lures the soul back, after meeting the 'soul lure lamp', can lead the lamp to brighten. When he fell asleep just now, the 'soul lure lamp' The soul lamp is not lit at all. Why is that?"

The black shadow was silent for a while, and subconsciously took two steps back.

"Why?" Shen Qingtang asked again.

Heiying bowed again, as if considering how to speak, before saying after a long time: "The 'spirit-guiding lamp' is a treasure, and it will never be extinguished or broken. If the lamp is not on, it can only mean..."

"what?"

"It means that there is only one soul in this body—from beginning to end!"