Demon Lord, he doesn't stop dropping his horse

Yin Ning was sitting on the broken rock where Lan Liang had sat on just now, with one knee bent and the other resting on the edge, holding the book that Lan Liang had given him when he was Mining.

Judging from the name on the cover, Yin Ning has a bad feeling: "Yu Tao's secret scripture."

He opened the middle page, and happened to talk about the scene of a pair of master and apprentice. Because the apprentice fell in love with the master, he secretly gave him a love potion. When the master broke out, the apprentice secretly stepped forward to antidote him, and then it was the classic run away. Looking for someone to chase after the apprentice...and the bloody plot of the lover.

Yin Ning simply turned to the last page. All the people in Yu Tao's secret book died in the end. The world in the book is not like the world Yin Ning lived in. There is no love for men, women, men and women. any bias.

That world is the exact opposite of this one. Same-sex love is not accepted by the world. In their eyes, they only advocate love between men and women and regard men as heaven.

So in the final ending, no matter whether it is the master, the apprentice, or the other supporting characters in the book, none of them are alive.

Yin Ning frowned, was Lan Liang implying something to him?

He read the book again from the beginning to the end, and then closed the book, his fingertips burst into flames, only a few inches away from the "Yu Tao Secret Classic".Yin Ning looked at the book, but still failed to burn it.

This book is just a market storybook, it's all about femdom and sex, and the plot has a little bit of a beginning and an end.

Yin Ning put away the book with a complicated expression, closed his eyes and calmed down his mood.

"Master."

A voice woke him up, and Yin Ning looked at Lan Liang with an uneasy expression on his face: "What's wrong? Don't continue to sleep?"

Lan Liang didn't answer, he climbed up the broken stone and nestled between Yin Ning's legs, closing his eyes.

Yin Ning lowered his eyes, narrowed his eyes slightly, and the dark light in his eyes was suppressed by his long eyelashes.He didn't push away the person in front of him, he just stepped back and stood up looking at Lan Liang: "What do you want to eat?"

"I will eat whatever Master makes." Lan Liang smiled decently, "I like everything Master makes."

"Really?" Yin Ning didn't move, just asked with a smile: "When did you become so obedient?"

Yin Ning sacrificed his natal sword that he hadn't used for a long time, and stabbed at Lan Liang's back, but he was aware of it. Lan Liang tried to dodge but was still pierced through his arm. He looked at Yin Ning in a daze: "Master..."

"Still pretending?" Yin Ning didn't stab again, but withdrew his sword and looked at Lan Liang with a cold expression: "You will never pretend to be him."

"Tsk." Lan Liang changed his appearance under his nose, "It's no fun to be found out so quickly."

"Don't be an eyesore if you don't want to be killed by me."

"Are you willing to attack your apprentice's face?" The man disagreed.

Yin Ning glanced at him, and the sword that had been retracted appeared in his hand again, and the man who turned into a blue beam suddenly broke out in cold sweat.

While stepping back, he waved his hands: "There is no need to force me so much. If I die, your little apprentice will not be able to live."

Yin Ning: "Get lost."

It was evening when Lan Liang woke up, and he felt dry mouth after sleeping for several hours, so he went straight to the teapot on the table.He gulped down a teacup of water for himself, and the more he drank it, the more he felt that the taste was not right.

After staring at the empty teacup for a long while, Lan Liang burped, feeling a rush of breath in his stomach.

Yin Ning pushed the door open, and smelled a scent, and saw Lan Liang sitting at the table in a daze, and turned his head to look at Yin Ning after hearing the sound of pushing the door, his eyes seemed to be wet by water.

Yin Ning caught his breath and asked, "Zi Que, have you drunk the wine on the table?"

After drinking, Lan Liang didn't answer Yin Ning's question, he looked at him, walked slowly in front of Yin Ning in a curvy way, and handed over the flagon he was holding in his hand.

Lan Liang felt that the whole world was shaking, and vaguely saw a figure that looked like a master, and instinctively gave away the good things in his hand.

"This is delicious, hiccup!" Lan Liang's eyes were blurred, and he firmly stopped Yin Ning's way: "Drink?"

Yin Ning watched two blushes appear on Lan Liang's fair face, the position was just right, his eyes were dark, his throat moved slightly, and he took the wine from Lan Liang and drank it from the spout.

"Ah!" Seeing that the wine was about to be drunk, Lan Liang tiptoed to snatch it back: "Save some for me—"

"Little kids are not allowed to drink." Yin Ning stretched out his index finger to press Lan Liang's forehead, and raised the jug so that the child could not reach it. He was a little helpless. He should have taken the wine away when Lan Liang was sleeping.

"I'm too late."

"It's not allowed to drink when it's too old." Yin Ning began to poke Lan Liang with the height he cared about most: "If you drink it, you won't grow tall."

As soon as he heard that he was not tall, Lan Liang really calmed down, but his eyes were still staring at the jug.

"It's gone." In order to show that what he said was true, Yin Ning turned the spout of the jug to the ground, and only a drop of wine was hanging on the spout.

"Ah—" Lan Liang stood on tiptoe and opened his mouth to catch the last drop of wine, but Yin Ning pressed it down: "Didn't I say that drinking doesn't make you grow taller?"

Lan Liang tilted his head to look at him, his body swayed unsteadily, his vision was blurred, but he grabbed Yin Ning's sleeve with great precision.

Yin Ning's eyes darkened, wanting to see what the drunk Lan Liang was going to do.

Lan Liang searched for the scent of the wine and moved closer to Yin Ning, her lips, which became crystal clear and moist with the wine, were only a few inches away from Yin Ning's face, getting closer and closer.Yin Ning rolled his Adam's apple, and an unnatural look flashed in his eyes.

"Boom-"

Yin Ning's pupils dilated slightly, and when Lan Liang's lips touched his chin, he pushed him away suddenly, and then he was afraid that Lan Liang would fall and grab his arm again.

His voice was deep and hoarse: "Do you know what you are doing?"

Heavy and hot breath sprayed on Lan Liang's face, and Lan Liang was dizzy, looking at the person who clamped his arm: "Drink water."

A grievance appeared on his face: "I'm so thirsty."

"thirsty?"

"That's right." Lan Liang nodded, then pointed to the drink on Yin Ning's lips: "There is water to drink, you are too tall, lower down."

Yin Ning's breathing sank again, "I'll get you some water."

He led Lan Liang to the bed and asked him to sit down: "Sit down obediently first, I'll get you water, don't run around, do you hear me?"

Lan Liang nodded blankly: "Then you have to hurry up."

"Well, I'll be right back."

……

After a while, Lan Liang couldn't sit still anymore, he moved his buttocks and stared at the door anxiously.

He still listened to Yin Ning's words and didn't move, a long strip of things wriggled in through the crack of the door.Lan Liang squinted his eyes to see it, but he didn't see it very clearly. He wanted to move forward and remembered that Yin Ning had told him not to move around.

The long strip slowly approached him, and finally climbed onto the bed along the bedposts, and stared at Lan Liang. Lan Liang was not afraid, and quickly recognized what the long strip was and said exactly what it was. Name: "Fan Head Wind."

The original snake stood up and spit the snake letter towards Lan Liang, a cloud of black mist enveloped him, and turned into a person in front of Lan Liang.

"Little son."