Proud of the rivers and lakes

Fu Jinghong was stunned.

However, looking at Hua Qingliu's expression, it didn't seem like he was lying to him.

...Even without the Hundred Refinement Poison Gu, he would not survive a year.

But thinking about it, there is no such thing as a good thing to become a martial arts master casually. He thought it was too evil to have all the chrysanthemum skills broken. It is a trade for life.

Although he is already a dead person, it is not too bad for him to live again these years, but he still feels a little helpless in his heart.

After reliving the whole life, he finally died in such an inexplicable way.

Hua Qingliu saw that Fu Jinghong's expression was calm, so he couldn't help but continue to say: "Every time you have sex with a man, the female Gu will absorb a bit of your energy. Although it will help your internal energy to grow, it is actually hurting your body. Body, the female Gu worm relies on your energy to survive. After ninety-nine 81 times, your energy will be exhausted and you will die."

Exhausted?

Fu Jinghong paused, and finally said: "Why did you tell me this?"

Hua Qingliu smiled strangely, and then said: "It's just a pity, female Gu is rarely born, and some Gu doctors can't see a female Gu in their whole life. After you die, the female Gu will die because there is no energy to eat. Although there will be child Gu after the death of the female Gu, the child Gu will have to wait a very long time to grow into a female Gu."

"The female Gu on your body is probably the only thing I've seen in my life."

Seeing that Hua Qingliu's answer was not what he asked, Fu Jinghong knew that no matter how much he asked Hua Qingliu, he probably wouldn't tell him the reason, so he didn't ask any more questions.

What's more, he is now a person who is about to die, so what if he knows the reason?

Thinking of this, Fu Jinghong didn't want to speak anymore, so he closed his eyes.

After taking a bath, Fu Jinghong returned to that room and lay down on that bed again.

Hua Qingliu still put on the iron mask, and left after sending Fu Jinghong back to his room.

Fu Jinghong looked at the flickering tassel pendant beside the bed curtain, and couldn't help feeling dazed.

What would happen if he had been his senior brother of Duanxiu Valley from the very beginning and didn't take a step out of Duanxiu Valley?

What would happen if he went back to Broken Sleeve Valley with his second junior brother and junior junior brother early in the morning?

It's just a pity that he will never know the answer.

Fu Jinghong laughed at himself, looked at the swinging tassels, and fell asleep quickly.

After an unknown period of time, he was awakened by someone.

Fu Jinghong opened his eyes, and looked at Hua Qingliu, who was wearing an iron mask, standing about three or four feet away from the head of his bed.

"The master is waiting for you."

Hua Qingliu's voice was flat without any waves.

Fu Jinghong got up, instead of being carried over by others, he might as well walk over by himself.

Seeing him get up, Hua Qingliu turned around and led the way.

Fu Jinghong lowered his head and smiled, then followed.

He also stayed here for a while, but he had never seen anyone other than Murong Shang and Hua Qingliu here, and Murong Shang never appeared again except for that one time.

He was a little surprised that Hua Qingliu didn't guard against him at all. Although his internal strength was restrained, his martial arts foundation was still there. It is not so easy to restrain him.

Even though Hua Qingliu is a poison doctor with unparalleled poison skills, if he fights to the death, there is no chance of escaping. After all, they can't let him die if they need him to detoxify, so Hua Qingliu will never let him die in an instant. Deadly poison.

But Fu Jinghong didn't believe that Murong Shang and Hua Qingliu didn't think of this, so he hasn't acted rashly so far.

"It's here." Hua Qingliu said without any ups and downs.

Fu Jinghong paused, then looked up and saw many portraits around here.

The portraits are all beauties without exception, and they are all men, but the faces of the people in the portraits are very gloomy.

The drawing paper has already turned yellow, making the person in the painting even darker and gloomy.

"This is a portrait of the Son of God in the past." Hua Qingliu said flatly.

Fu Jinghong was a little stunned.

Is the Buddha Heart Glass included?

He couldn't help but look forward along the portrait. There was a stone chair at the end of the portrait.

Murong Shang was dressed in red, lying on it.

In front of Murong Shang, there was an ice coffin.

Murong Shang seemed to be resting with his eyes closed, leaning lazily on the stone chair sideways, a pale hand stretched out from under the wide red sleeve and dragging his chin.

There was light leaning on him.

Fu Jinghong couldn't help raising his head, and found that the top was not the roof he thought, but a large piece of sky.

And the surroundings are not walls, but more like rocks. Although they have been polished very smooth, if you look closely, you can see that it is not a wall, but a large rock.

What the hell is this place?

For a moment, Fu Jinghong was a little confused.

Sensing someone coming, Murong Shang slowly opened his eyes.

The front of his chest seemed to be inadvertently opened, revealing a large area of ​​pale skin, and the collarbone was very delicate.

He didn't sit up, and smiled lightly at Fu Jinghong: "Come here."

Fu Jinghong knew that resistance was useless, so he obediently walked over.

Before, he said that Murong Shang clearly had no inner strength, but now it seems that Murong Shang can't be judged by ordinary people's knowledge at all, right?

He couldn't figure out exactly how high Murong Shang's martial arts was, but he knew that it was at least higher than him.

As Fu Jinghong approached gradually, he saw the scene behind Murong Shang.

A few zhang away from the stone chair is the edge of the cliff, where there are many abrupt rocks, and the bottom is the abyss.

No, it wasn't the abyss. Fu Jinghong walked closer and heard the sound of water flowing.

He immediately understood that there was a river under the cliff.

If it wasn't for his internal energy being blocked, he might have heard it from the very beginning.

Murong Shang looked at him without moving, just raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly.

Fu Jinghong knew that there was a river not far away, so he had some concerns in his heart.

He was just slightly absent-minded, and was interrupted by Murong Shang.

Murong Shang only stretched his legs, exerted a slight force on Fu Jinghong's waist, and hooked Fu Jinghong over.

When Fu Jinghong came back to his senses, he was already lying on Murong Shang's body.

Before Fu Jinghong came to do something hastily, the female Gu in his body responded honestly and immediately.

Feeling that his body was getting out of control, Fu Jinghong could barely maintain his clarity. He glanced at Hua Qingliu who was standing a few feet away from the corner of his eyes, and then looked at Murong Shang.

Murong Shang didn't seem to understand Fu Jinghong's hint at all, but slowly inserted his hand into Fu Jinghong's clothes.

Murong Shang's hands were slightly cooler than ordinary people's, but it made Fu Jinghong feel very comfortable.

Fu Jinghong felt the heat surging in his body, and still couldn't help but look at Hua Qingliu. Although he felt that he had no shame to speak of, he still felt uncomfortable when others were looking at him.

Hua Qingliu, who was wearing an iron mask, didn't know what expression to make, but just lowered his head, as if he wanted to hide himself in it.

Murong Shang didn't care at all that others were watching, his hand slowly slid over Fu Jinghong's body, slippery and cold.

Fu Jinghong simply smashed the jar.

Come to think of it, a person like Murong Shang may not be considered a human being, and he can't treat him with the eyes of ordinary people. Don't say he doesn't know what shame is, maybe he doesn't even have the five senses, and he doesn't know what love is , What is hate... because he is not human at all.

Fu Jinghong smashed the jar.

He smashed his hands directly into Murong Shang's red clothes, and directly grasped Murong Shang's thing.

At this time, the female Gu in Fu Jinghong's body felt that the Gu King on Murong Shang was already very excited, stirring up waves of heat in his body, but Murong Shang's body temperature was slightly lower than ordinary people's, which made his hotness drop. , Fu Jinghong only felt that he was in the double sky of ice and fire, very uncomfortable.

Murong Shang's thing was not as cold as its owner, but very hot, the contrast was very sharp.

Fu Jinghong only stroked it casually twice, and the thing hardened quickly.

However, on the contrary, Murong Shang always just looked at him with a smile that was not a smile, as if he had never indulged in it at all.

Fu Jinghong's expression was a little confused, but he was only teasing slowly, without making any further moves.

Looking at Fu Jinghong's expression, Murong Shang raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly.

Fu Jinghong's consciousness began to come to him. Although he tried hard to stay awake, the surging heat slowly eroded his clarity.

I don't know if the female Gu sensed something, but the upsurge this time was more intense than any previous one.

Fu Jinghong finally couldn't bear it anymore, panted and lifted his hips slightly, and sat on top of Murong Shang.

He only sank slightly, then stopped.

Murong Shang was a little impatient, he raised his waist, and pushed the thing deeper.

The corridor that has not been opened up is narrow, even if it is lubricated by the secretion of the female gu, it is still somewhat difficult for the two of them.

Murong Shang is in a dilemma.

Fu Jinghong also felt extremely uncomfortable, he just raised his waist and left, but was suddenly pressed down by Murong Shang, and Murong Shang's thing went deep into the deepest part all at once.

Fu Jinghong was pushed so hard that his eyes turned black.

Murong Shang only took a few breaths, then started to move while holding Fu Jinghong's waist.

I don't know if it was because Murong Shang acted too much or because the female gu finally got what she wanted, Fu Jinghong slowly regained some sense of sanity.

He tried his best not to let himself sink into it, while looking up at Murong Shang.

Murong Shang seemed to push to the deepest point every time, every time it made Fu Jinghong's scalp tingle and tremble.

However, his expression was very indifferent, and there was even a slight smile between his brows, as if he was smiling at the person who was addicted to it.

If Fu Jinghong hadn't seen his confused look in Murong Shang's eyes, he would have wondered if the person who was entering and exiting him was the person in front of him.

The expression of the person in front of him was too dull, as if he was just watching something unrelated to himself.