Demon Lord, he doesn't stop dropping his horse

Once again, the fish here is delicious. If Wen Feng can't understand the hints in his words, he may really be taken for a fool by Lan Liang.

"Okay." Wen Feng was a little helpless, but who made him the youngest disciple of the Guiyi family, so he had no choice but to say: "I will try to catch as many as possible later, and let you eat enough."

Lan Liang felt relieved when he heard the words, and took a few dips in the water, but Wen Feng forced him to go ashore because the water was too cold. Lan Liang was also happy not to have to catch fish.

This illusion is pleasant, not as scary as before, and there is even an urge to let people live here, if there is no such dream.

When Lan Liang thought of a fake self lying on the same bed with Yin Ning, he couldn't stop getting angry. Although he didn't know where the fire came from or why he got angry, it was a little hard to accept. .

At that time, Wen Feng had already caught a lot of fish, so Lan Liang looked at the fish in the basket and asked, "Are these enough? If not, I'll catch more."

Lan Liang: "Enough."

"The fire is ready." Lan Liang pointed to the fire that had just been made.

Wen Feng boasted: "Amazing!"

"Well, I know." Lan Liang accepted the compliment modestly without knowing it at all, and then asked: "Wen Feng, I have a friend who has been a little troubled recently."

"Huh?" Wen Feng followed his topic, "What troubles?"

Lan Liang said the matter in one breath like pouring beans: "That is, my friend has a master, and then one day he suddenly saw a guy pretending to be him, lying on the same bed with his master, he Just very angry."

"Do you know why?" Lan Liang fixed his eyes on Wen Feng, twisted his fingers nervously, expecting Wen Feng's answer.

Wen Feng thought about his question for a while, and then said: "It should be that your friend likes your master too much, or it may be that you are usually pampered and lawless, which makes your friend become more and more possessive of his master."

"What?" Lan Liang was taken aback by the answer, "What is possessiveness?"

Wen Feng smacked his lips: "It's because the other party doted on your friend to the sky, and then your friend wanted to occupy his master more and more, and he was unwilling to let other people approach him."

"In short, this kind of person is not easy to mess with. You'd better stay away from him." Wen Feng gave him a piece of advice, and then went to grill the fish by himself.

Lan Liang was completely stunned, he didn't turn around, and didn't hear Wen Feng's advice.

Like it too much?possessive?Occupy him?

Until the smell of grilled fish came, Wen Feng shook the grilled fish in front of him, then handed it to him: "It's cooked, eat it."

Lan Liang took the grilled fish and ate it numbly. A sharp object suddenly pierced his tongue. He frowned and spat out the fishbone, and put the grilled fish aside.

Looking at the surface of the water with resentment, and then sighed slowly, Lan Liang turned around, took another mouthful of fish meat, spit out the fishbone with the fish meat, then turned around, and sighed again.

Back and forth several times, Wen Feng didn't say anything, quietly handled the fishbone, and after the grilled fish with clean fishbone was cooked, he handed it to him: "This time there is no fishbone, you can eat it with confidence."

Lan Liang thanked him, took a bite of the fish, took a look at Wen Feng, took another bite of the fish, looked at Wen Feng again, took another bite of the fish, and looked at Wen Feng again.

In the end, Wen Feng couldn't bear it anymore, but he still asked him patiently: "What's wrong?"

"How can I be sure that I like someone? What kind of liking makes people possessive?"

Wen Feng paused when he heard the words, why did the question go around?The originally indifferent eyes moved to Lan Liang's face, only to see that there was hope and eagerness in the other party's eyes, as if he wanted to know the answer urgently.

"you……"

"It's hard to say about your question. Sometimes it may be purely possessive, and sometimes it may be possessive because you like it first."

"If you like him, when you see him, your heart beats very fast, and you don't consciously smile. You even fantasize about spending your whole life with that person, and you have... have... desire for him."

At the end, Wen Feng scratched his head in embarrassment, never daring to look directly at Lan Liang again, and ate grilled fish in silence.

Lan Liang was also silent for a moment, then asked again: "What is desire?"

Wen Feng's ears turned red; "I just want to have sex with someone I like."

"What sex?"

Wen Feng's ears were not only red, but his face was also red: "It's just two people making sauce on the bed..."

After he finished speaking, he covered his face, and the crimson color spread from his face to the base of his neck.

Lan Liang still didn't understand, "I don't understand what you're talking about? Can you be more direct?"

Wen Feng had already begun to feel that Lan Liang did it on purpose, and even felt that he had malicious intentions, but seeing the ignorant expression on the other party's face, Wen Feng was too embarrassed to tell him, so he could only mutter: "I think I It's been said enough..."

"But I don't think what you said is very clear." Lan Liang didn't understand.

Wen Feng covered his face with his hands, resigned himself to fate and replied loudly: "It's just two people fighting naked on the bed!"

Lan Liang suddenly realized, and with a natural expression, he took out a market storybook from his small satchel, which was made with pictures, and said seriously to Wen Feng: "There are also two people on this one who were naked and fighting."

Wen Feng: "..."

"Yes, who gave it to you?"

Lan Liang didn't think there was anything wrong with this at all, and replied to him: "A person I don't know, who came from somewhere, claimed to be my senior brother from another peak, and asked me to exchange his Lingshi for a good thing. Then get this."

"Where is this worth Lingshi?" Wen Feng said speechlessly: "You have been cheated by others, do you know? It's just such a dilapidated market storybook, with less than [-] pages in total, which is worth five copper coins." If there are too many, you give him back the spirit stone."

"I don't really know how to calculate the price." Lan Liang has never had any concept of property. He only thinks that these things can be exchanged for what he wants, and they are worth it.

"By the way, what level is it now?" Lan Liang changed the subject in order to conceal the fact that he didn't understand market prices.

"The sixth level—huh?" Wen Feng looked at the six small mounds in front of him in disbelief, "Why did you suddenly reach the seventh level?"

"This fantasy mission is too simple, isn't it?"

If it wasn't for the fact that Wen Feng almost lost his vigilance when he did a personal task last time, then the previous level was so easy, it must be more and more difficult in the future. Thinking about it this way, Wen Feng said to Lan Liang: " I'm afraid the seventh level is not that simple, it's better to be careful."

As soon as the words fell, the ground suddenly shook. Lan Liang remembered the feeling of weightlessness when the ground cracked last time. He panicked and grabbed Wen Feng's clothes tightly.

As if suddenly remembering something, Lan Liang let go of his clothes and held on with a firm face.Looking at the ground again, although it was shaking, it was not cracked, Lan Liang couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.

Then he became vigilant again. The ground was shaking so much that it seemed that something was running. The sound was getting closer and closer. Lan Liang looked up and saw that it was a herd of horses!

The horses ran fast, Wen Feng pulled Lan Liang and ran, "Go back to the boat!"

Looking back, where is there any boat?Not even seeing half of the shadow, Wen Feng cursed, and finally understood the flaws in this illusion.

After passing a level, even the props of the previous level can disappear.

The horses rushed towards them, Lan Liang suddenly thought of the sword on his waist, threw it into the air and chanted: "Grow bigger, Yujian!"

Then, using lightness kung fu, he pulled Wen Feng up, and the two of them landed on the sword steadily. Lan Liang was obviously lacking in physical strength, so he lay on top of it panting, watching the herd of horses come and go, and it seemed that they would have to float on it for a while up.

Lan Liang hadn't fought the sword a few times before, the sword body was wobbly and obviously a little unstable, so he had to stand up and manipulate it again. Although it was a herd of horses, none of the horses had anyone on their backs, so why did they come here? Ben?

Looking at the direction in which the horses were running, Lan Liang decided to go to the source, pointing in a direction: "Go over there!"

Wen Feng: "..." The person who saw Yu Jian for the first time still shouted.

Shouldn't one use spiritual power to control the direction?

But the sword seemed to be alive, and it flew towards the direction Lan Liang was pointing at. Sure enough, flying in the sky was faster than walking. It took less than a cup of tea to see these continuous horses.

This group of horses seems to be the same group. Within a certain period of time, they return to the source, and then rush out in a group. The posture seems to be kicking people to death.

Lan Liang took out a yellow talisman and threw it over, "Barrier!"

The group of horses that were about to rush out were suddenly blocked. Lan Liang looked at them, and before he could find out what was going on, he opened his eyes and appeared in a bedroom the next moment.

The bedroom is neatly arranged, and there is a letter on the table, which says congratulations on getting out of the illusion.

Lan Liang looked relaxed, feeling a little sleepy for no reason. Looking at the bucket of hot water behind the screen, he took a bath and went to sleep on the bed.

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Without exception, Lan Liang dreamed of Yin Ning. She seemed to know that it was a dream in her deep sleep, so she started to touch Yin Ning. He leaned close to Yin Ning's neck and sniffed it. Looking at Yin Ning's thin lips, he pounced on Yin Ning and gnawed it. a mouthful.

Lie on his chest and whisper: "Master..."

Unexpectedly, the master in the dream didn't speak, but lifted his body up, Lan Liang wrapped his hands around his neck, felt a little hot on his body, and pressed his body tightly against Yin Ning, and then he felt better some.

Lan Liang seemed to hear a chuckle, he followed the sound of laughter and looked over, only to see Yin Ning stretching out his hand, reaching down...

Sunlight came in through the window and happened to hit Lan Liang's face. Lan Liang opened his eyes stimulated by the sunlight, got up and rubbed his eyes, and was about to go to bed when he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Why does it feel wet inside the quilt?At such an age, it shouldn't be bedwetting...

He lifted off the quilt and looked at it, thinking about it seriously, a little unsure what was wrong with him, so he pulled off his underwear, and saw the wet crotch, which was unsightly and messy inside, blue Liang fell into deep thought in silence.

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