The Secret Daily of Sword Spirit

I feel that when the ugly wizard said "it might hurt a little" in such a beautiful but perverted voice, he actually meant that it would hurt a lot... I looked at the nymphomaniac worriedly, and interjected , "Could it be that you have to go to bed for three days and three nights to break the curse..."

The wizard choked on his own saliva, coughed awkwardly, and a suspicious blush appeared on his rough face.After the novel finally calmed down, he immediately glared at me fiercely, "What nonsense are you thinking about!"

The nymphomaniac calmly patted the wizard on the back, "Don't mind, I've read too many obscene novels with this sword, and I like fantasy plots, just get used to it."

I curled my lips, he said so maliciously, anyone would think that he is coveting the beauty of the nymphomaniac...

The wizard glared at me and muttered, "The mouth is so cheap, no wonder it's an unowned sword..."

I got angry when I heard that, rolled up my sleeves and grabbed his collar, "Who the hell are you talking about?"

The nympho quickly pulled me away and dragged me outside the door.The smile on his face disappeared, it seemed that he was a little angry, "What's the matter with you today, why do you keep making trouble?"

"I think this person is very suspicious. Why did that old fox introduce you here? It so happens that he knows how to undo your curse. Even the patriarch of the Wu clan can't undo it!"

"It's normal that Wuxian can't solve it now. He only learned the serious witchcraft in the witchcraft, but most of the truly terrible witchcraft have been lost. Those are the true nature of 'witch', and now In this world, there are not many wizards like me who are voluntarily exiled by the witch tribe and look for real witchcraft outside." At some point, the wizard stood at the door and looked at us coldly, "If you don't want to understand, just Let's go. I don't want the red leaf wormwood."

"No! I must undo the curse!!!" The nymphomaniac suddenly roared, the sky and the earth darkened in an instant, the flowers, plants and trees in all directions trembled uneasily, and a bleak and chilling atmosphere swept away the whole place centered on him. The film is a dream.

I was taken aback.This is the first time I've seen a nympho gaffe like this.

His eyes were a little red, and he stared at the wizard seriously, "Please, no matter how high the price is, I can accept it."

The wizard was silent for a while, then turned and entered the house.Yin Fushu's figure also disappeared inside the door immediately.I sighed and had no choice but to follow in.You can't let the nymphomaniac stay alone with that weird uncle, what if you are raped or skinned like his sister...

So I moved a small horse and sat in the corner of the room, listening to them talk.

Wizard: "Do you usually draw?"

Nympho: "Sometimes I draw."

Wizard: "Draw a picture and see."

Nympho: "Draw what?"

Wizard: "I can draw anything... let's just draw a pear blossom."

The wizard dug out the paper and pen from among his rags, and after a long time digging through, he found the inkstone and ink stick.The nympho draws very quickly, in one go, and doesn't even use it for a moment.The wizard compared his painting with the broken scroll on the table, and said, "Sure enough...you drew this painting yourself."

Nymphomaniac: "I have felt so for a long time."

"Since this is the case, you don't have to fight those pieces anymore. You are constantly challenging the blood curse, and now you are very close to the final limit. The blood curse will not let you have the opportunity to touch those fragments. Why don't we change it method." The wizard glanced at the nympho's hand holding the pen.

The nymphomaniac is indeed a divine beast smarter than the butterfly, and he guessed the wizard's intention immediately, "Are you asking me to draw?"

"good."

"But I don't know what to draw."

"You don't have to worry about this. The so-called 'witch', whether it's a small trick like a peach blossom luck or a big trick to change life and death, is a dangerous act of forcibly changing the fate of heaven. Whether it is a blessing or a curse, while performing the spell, In fact, there is a strong opposing force fighting against our spells. The greater the power of witchcraft, the greater the power of backlash. Now this painting is your backlash, you don’t need to use your own brains, you Memories that were forcibly erased will do it for you."

On the face of the nymphomaniac, there was some hesitation, "Will the backlash you mentioned have any bad influence on the person who cursed me in some way?"

"Hahahaha!" The wizard laughed as if he had heard a joke, "It turns out that the master of the evil spirit palace is such a passionate person. If the other party didn't hate you to the bone, how could he curse you like this. After all, this is a matter of life." The curse in return." "Even if you die, you will have an afterlife, right?"

The wizard looked at him for a while, and for some reason, I felt that he was a little depressed, "You are very similar to me, even if others hate you, you still can't bear to see them suffer..." He suddenly changed the subject and smiled again Get up, "But don't worry, as long as his soul has entered reincarnation, the water of the River of Forgetfulness will wash away all obsessive karma in his previous life. This curse will no longer affect him."

I muttered, "How do you know that you haven't died before..." But I was immediately stared back by the nympho.

The method proposed by the wizard is divided into three steps: first let the nymphomaniac soak in a medicinal bath for a day, and completely relax his body and spirit; then insert a few silver needles soaked in talisman water on his head; Then you can start painting.The most painful moment is at the end, when the backlash against the blood curse, his head will become the scene of a gunpowder explosion, but he must persevere and not give up halfway, otherwise he may lose his mind.

Even though it was so dangerous, the nympho still agreed.I wondered if I should go and call Protector Qi Xing and the others, otherwise if the nymphomaniac really goes crazy, I don't think I can restrain him alone... But when I turned around and looked at the wretched-looking wizard, I was afraid of me As soon as he left, he would do this and that while the nymphomaniac was insane...

Okay, I admit I'm wrong to judge people by their appearance, but look at all the boar heads, owl carcasses, and bottles of eyeballs hanging on his dark wall... It seems like a sane person would live place?

The wizard burned a large wooden bucket of hot water, in which at least dozens of herbs were boiled, and the smell was so strong that it almost made me stumble.It's really hard for me to imagine that a clean nympho would submerge his whole body into that dark liquid.

However, when I was guarding outside the house, I heard a burst of water, and the nymphomaniac really went in...

I don’t know if I will see a pot of medicinal venison hot pot when the door opens tomorrow...

Bei Yang would occasionally go into the house to add more firewood to keep the water temperature from cooling down.When I came out, I saw that I was playing the flute to the moon, so I also stopped, and leaned on the pillars of the corridor with my hands in my hands to listen.

The sobbing sound of the flute lingered on the sparkling and trembling lake, and a layer of light mist gradually climbed up from a distance, blurring the face of the moon in the sky.

At the end of the song, he sighed quietly, "The sound of the flute is miserable, it seems that you are not as carefree as you appear on the surface."

I lay on the steps with my hands on the back of my head, "A male sword spirit with such a vicissitudes and a deep and unspeakable past like me, which eye of yours sees that I am carefree?"

"This Evil Resisting Palace Master is not your master."

He used affirmative sentences, not interrogative sentences.This is really infuriating.

"You also know?"

"Where's your master?"

"none of your business?"

"Did you betray the master, or did your master not want you?"

"Are you born so ugly or have you been disfigured by being too gossip?"

He suddenly stopped talking, and I turned my head, hey, is he still angry?

He glared at me for a moment, then turned his head abruptly.

I think I'm going too far, how can I deliberately expose other people's physical defects like this.

"That... I'm sorry..."

He ignored me and walked past me, but stopped after taking two steps, "After using the needle for him tomorrow, he may struggle violently. Then you have to help hold him down."

The struggle will be intense...

How painful is it going to be... Can the nympho's pampered look of skin and tender flesh be able to hold on?

The next day, I saw that it was almost time, and there was no response from the room, so I gently knocked on the door, "Nympho?"

No movement.

It can't really be boiled into venison soup, can it?I cautiously opened the door and tiptoed into the inner room.

The whole room is filled with a faint smoke, and the smell of medicinal herbs hits you head-on.Pushing aside the veil-like mist, I saw the nymphomaniac's head leaning against the edge of the barrel, with his eyes closed, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

"Hey! Wake up!"

Still no response?

When he got closer, he heard his long breathing.Apparently alive, just asleep.His hair sticks to his cheeks, and there are a few drops of water on his eyelashes, which are so long that even Qi Xing can't match them in the dust. There is a layer of watery light floating on his fair skin, and two red beans are dotted on his strong chest muscles. The black potion is looming.

I rely on... the current appearance of the nymphomaniac... is really enough to make people commit crimes...

Although he looks better than me and has more muscles than me, but I don't believe that his penis can surpass me!Just as I was pawing at the side of the barrel and wanting to take a deeper look, I suddenly heard a lazy nasal voice close to my ear, "Do you want me to stand up and show you?"

I immediately stepped back five steps and stood at attention, cleared my throat, and looked at him with an upright face, "The time has come, Beiyang asked me to tell you to go out and get the needle."

In the next moment, there was only the sound of water splashing, and the nymphomaniac just stood upright as the water splashed.The bucket only reached his thigh, and his whole body was in full view in front of me.Broad shoulders, narrow waist, perfectly shaped muscles slightly undulating, long black hair entangled like vines along the white jade body, and spread all the way to the astonishingly huge taboo of the lower abdomen.

I almost recited it in one breath, "You can't wait for me to go out before getting up! Crazy!"

The nymphomaniac jumped out of the water like a mermaid, with a calm expression as if he was not completely naked, and leaned over with a burning smile on his face, and put one hand on the door panel behind me, I Only then did I realize that I was walled off by him like a woman from a good family who was molested.

He leaned closer to me, and his breath fell on my face, "Oh, why are you blushing? Don't you often peek at beautiful and handsome guys taking a shower?"

"Who peeps often! No... who blushes! I'm hot!"

"That's it..." His black to purple charming pupils reflected my frightened face, "You look so cute now, I really want to eat it in one bite."

"Nonsense!" If this continues, I will be scared to death by his occasional estrus.I pushed him away hard, threw the clothes on his face, cursed, "Put it on quickly! I really thought I wouldn't dare to fuck you..." and ran out quickly.

What is this all about? !