What bad thoughts can fluffy have?

The bed was tight and narrow, and it was very difficult to accommodate two people. The faint cold fragrance on the young man's body was wrapped in an impenetrable way, and Chengyang Muqiu hid back: "How do you want to test it?"

Yinrong moved closer: "You have forgotten everything, you must not remember whether you have a Taoist partner?"

Chengyang Muqiu: "..."

"It doesn't matter if you don't remember, I have a solution!" Yin Rong chuckled, and threw herself forward with hands and feet together. The movement almost seemed to throw herself into an embrace, and Chengyang Muqiu froze.

He didn't know what Yinrong had done, but he felt that the skin touched by the young man was scalding, turning into an unknown fire, which turned sharply all the way, and went straight to the dantian, burning Chengyang Muqiu's energy and blood.

But the instigator left immediately, sat back at the end of the bed, stared at Chengyang Muqiu's obscene pants, and immediately raised his head beamingly, looking at him with a pair of bright red eyes: "You Yuanyang is still there!"

What a treasure!The boss is still a child!This is a great supplement to Mei Yao.

Yinrong thought happily, and couldn't help taking another look, and when he saw it clearly, he couldn't help sighing: Good guy, is this the best furnace?

Really big!

Wait, this, this hurts just looking at it, and I will have to suffer a lot when I double cultivate in the future...

Yinrong's smile gradually disappeared and turned into a tangled expression similar to a toothache, but Chengyang Muqiu didn't pay attention, his face was flushed with embarrassment, he pulled the quilt to cover himself, and then waved a palm: " Slutty fox! What did you do to me!?"

That palm clearly contained killing intent.It's a pity that the momentum is full but the effect is small, and there is no form but no spiritual power.

Yinrong was still taken aback, narrowly dodged the palm, rolled along the end of the bed, leaped to the other side of the room, leaned against the wall, and put himself into a fox cake on guard: "You want to kill me?! "

Chengyang Muqiu just stared at him, his face was still red, and he leaned against the head of the bed panting.

Yes, he couldn't get out of bed because of his leg injury.

Yin Rong became bolder again: "You treat your savior like this? You're not a big girl with yellow flowers who hasn't left the cabinet. Even if you are a big girl, you should repay your life-saving grace with your own body - it's written like this in the scriptures." of!"

Chengyang Muqiu was so angry that he couldn't choose what to say: "It's not that I begged you for help."

Yinrong: "..." This is the truth.

But this didn't bother him, and he immediately uttered a stomach full of dirty words on the street: "If it weren't for me, my young master, your body would be dead! You'll be a good boy even if you get a bargain! You're a heartless thief who turns his face and refuses to recognize you as soon as he puts on his trousers!"

Chengyang Muqiu: "..."

"Not only did you not thank me, but you also wanted to kill me. If you hadn't lost all your cultivation, I would have turned into a fox!"

The more Yinrong talked, the more excited he became, the fur on the fox's ears exploded. Just when Chengyang Muqiu thought that the fox was going to tear his face apart, Yinrong suddenly... kissed him on the lips!

"...!??"

The young man's lips were warm and soft, his body temperature was low, and he carried the cold fragrance of plum blossoms.

"..." Chengyang Muqiu completely forgot his words this time, and he forgot to resist in a daze.

After the kiss, Yinrong said triumphantly, "Not only did I touch you, but I even kissed you! Just to make you dirty hehe!"

After Yinrong finished the nonsense of bullying men and women, she felt that she had "taken revenge", so she was in a good mood, so she was ready to do business - go out to seek medical treatment for her family's furnace.

"I'm going out to find Master to heal your wounds. You lie down obediently." Yinrong knew that he was seriously injured and couldn't get out of bed, but he still beat on him uneasy. "Do you remember those corpses in Snow Cave Valley? Maybe there are still people chasing and killing them now." What about you. You can't tell the difference between the enemy and us now, so don't act rashly."

After all, he used the transformation technique of the demon clan to take back the fox ears and tail, and even the fire fox fur turned into a flimsy soft smoke. He stepped on a pair of dark brown moire boots with bare feet, and transformed into a A little human son carved in powder and jade—only the "dog bell" is still there.

This body is not real clothes, but the illusion of the monster clan. Although it is beautiful, it has no defensive magic power.

"Young Master Hu" walked out in a bright and bright manner, and closed the simple door latch.

Pipa Town is a place where demons, cultivators, and people live together. Almost every house has a simple magic circle on the door, which can stop most of the demons and monsters in the town. Valuable rags have never been missed by thieves.

But today is different, there is a "big baby" living in the house, Yin Rong thought for a while, but enduring the pain, he took out an anti-theft talisman worth a middle-grade spirit stone from the "dog bell" around his neck The seal was pasted on the door—the "dog bell" was actually an exquisite special-shaped magic storage device.

The square market in Pipa Town is full of cars and horses, and it is very lively. Because most of the residents here are not good at martial arts, and they don't pay attention to martial arts, they like to use spells to cheat in martial arts. Yellow paper, the most popular are all kinds of finished curses, occasionally mixed with a few workshops splicing second-hand floating dust, pawnshops with signs saying "White-haired stiffs and dogs do not enter", and people carrying burdens shuttled among the crowd. Shopkeepers, craftsmen who make swords and tassels, and pickpockets who are elusive.

The sound of bargaining is full of quarrels, and I don’t know when those people will fight if they disagree. Yinrong escaped all kinds of disputes with ease, crossed half of the market, and came to a flower building with fragrant wind and colorful silk .

This is the leisure and entertainment area of ​​Pipa Town, which integrates pornography, gambling and drugs. Yinrong's destination is the largest one, called Hongxiulou. At this moment, it is not business hours, and the entire Flower Street is quiet. He turned into a little fox in the shape of a furball, found a dog hole and got in, and climbed straight to the door of a room with a signboard with the word "Jasper".

Silver Velvet shook its hair, sniffed against the crack of the door, and then began to scratch the door.

Not long after, there was a loud bang on the door, as if something had slammed on it roughly.

Yinrong was startled and pushed out the ear of the plane, but after licking his nose, he continued to scratch at the door.

"Come here! Your mother's little bastard, what crime did I do to raise you as a debt collector! You won't let anyone sleep well in the early morning, get out!"

The door of the carved room opened automatically, and one saw a seductive woman with half-open clothes—the dress and the silver velvet red fur were passed down from generation to generation. Not reserved, she leaned heavily on the bed with a drowsy man lying next to her. After making such a big commotion, she was still sleeping like a dead pig without being disturbed at all.

Yinrong knew that this was her master's method, so she didn't care, she jumped onto the bed, stepped on the face of the prostitute, and nuzzled him flatteringly.

It's a pity that the other party didn't buy it, so Dong Liu grabbed the back of his neck and threw him on the ground: "Anyway, he's a fox fairy, don't be like a puppy, change back!"

The moment the silver velvet fell to the ground, he had turned back into a red-robed boy, stood firmly, and bared his small white teeth: "Master~"

"Let's talk about something, I'm sleepy," Dong Liu stretched his waist, "Last night, I was exhausted after groaning and serving the big guy all night."

Therefore, Yin Rong didn't beat around the bush, and directly announced the good news: "Master, I have found the furnace cauldron!"

"Really? Good thing." Dong Liu finally got serious.

"It's just that I don't know his origin. He was seriously injured. I was afraid that I would accidentally kill him, so I asked Master to come out of the mountain to help treat him." things to inform.

"It's okay." Dong Liu got out of bed and walked towards the mahogany round table. As he walked, his figure changed, from a weak and beautiful girl to a middle-aged man with a beard. Make a few fresh willow leaves.

Dongliu Daojun is a willow tree demon. He has no gender, but he can be male or female. He practiced the art of harvesting and nourishing in a female body. It was Yinrong's unreliable mentor.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter what his background is, how many enemies he has... A strong dragon does not overwhelm a local snake! If it falls into our hands, it will be your furnace, and it will be done after being sucked dry!" Dong Liu slapped the table proudly, holding a The black jade finger collided with the table, making an ear-piercing crisp sound.

The man on the bed groaned and called "Miss Biyu", Dong Liu rolled his eyes, agreed with a delicate female voice, then strode back, grabbed the client's neck, and blew fairy air mouth to mouth , the man fell asleep again.

"Let's continue." Dong Liu turned back to the small round table, played with his fingers casually, and motioned for Yin Rong to sit down, "This man is your first cauldron. I will infuse him with spiritual power as a teacher, and then use some life-threatening The elixir, guaranteed to keep him alive and kicking."

"...you don't have to be too active." Yinrong said sadly.

"how?"

"If he fully recovers, he will definitely not be willing to double cultivate with me." Yinrong also told the whole story about the test Chengyang, Mu Qiuyuanyang, and then asked aggrievedly: "Why does he despise me so much? I'm not ugly. Even the fur is smooth..."

When Yinrong was a young fox, she fell asleep listening to the sound of Dongliu and various guests on the bed. She always felt that "double cultivation" was as normal as eating and drinking, and there was nothing to be ashamed of. She only knew that if someone "won't ", that is to dislike, dislike ugliness, dislike oldness, and dislike not being good enough.

Dong Liu couldn't help being angry, he really didn't expect that the apprentice's first stove would not touch him. This is a great shame to Mei Yao, and he scolded very protectively: "Those human monks are hypocritical! Don't talk to me."

It was rare for him to soften his tone: "It's probably because he thinks he's high-minded and doesn't like us Meiyao touching him..."

Yinrong nodded half understanding: So he not only hates me, but also hates physical contact.

"It's just a cauldron. Let's throw it away when it's dry. Don't think too much about it."

"Also," Dong Liu put on the face of 'professor and disciple clearly settle accounts' after comforting the little apprentice, "Old rules, master, I only contribute my strength but not the spirit stone, I don't care about your potion pill Qian. "

"...I know." Yinrong sighed sadly. Dongliu raised his unweaned little hairball to his present size. The kindness of nurturing was like rebirth, but he was not like a master. He was addicted to gambling all his life. Even if the father and son are so poor that they will soon lose their pants, they will still throw the spirit stones into the gambling house and refuse to spend them elsewhere.

Yinrong was always trying to get something out of Dong Liu's hand. He looked at the black and moist finger, and suddenly said: "Master, this finger looks familiar, where did you get it?"

"It's a reward from a benefactor." Dong Liu warned, "This is my hard-earned money."

Yin Rong: "No, Master, it looks familiar. It looks very similar to the wrench I wear on my family's stove. Could it be from the same sect?"

"Tch, what kind of sect, it's just arty." Dong Liu said disapprovingly, "This is a fashionable style passed down from the Taiwei Realm, and it is popular for those who are famous over there. I don't know which powerful person brought it up."

Things that are too small mean "high-end".

In fact, Taiwei Realm covers thousands of miles, and there are many small sects and cultivation families that are subordinate to it. I don’t know where the things came from. However, people in small places like Pipa Town don’t know much. "Taiweijing" is involved, and everything is classified as "high-end".

Yinrong is also a country demon who has never seen the world, and when he heard this, he let out a cooperative "wow".

Dongliu was a little proud, and began to show off his knowledge: "This is a fake, the real one has a name called 'Qing Xin', which is said to make people pure and ascetic, once the owner has lust, the fingers will become hot, so Remind people not to act on their desires."

Yinrong asked in shock: "Why can't you be lustful?"

Dongliu: "Some sects believe that 'clear mash is fragrant, and those who are promiscuous; those who are charming and beautiful, and the quality of life are also those who kill life', to encourage disciples to keep themselves clean...so this is definitely a fake, who would wear it? 'Qingxin' go to Hongxiulou to have a good time?"

"However, fakes are also valuable. Now, thanks to 'Qingxin', the price of Moyu has doubled several times. It's a good sign. If you bet on it, you will definitely get back your money in Ruyi Casino!" In his arms, "Let's go, before that, you have to treat your furnace."

"What about him?" Yinrong turned to look at the client.

Dong Liu waved his hand nonchalantly: "Don't pay attention to him, he won't wake up until Youshi."

Chengyang Muqiu suspects that he is not only hurt by others, but may also go mad, otherwise why can't he even enter his own Lingfu?And as long as he tried to recall the past, his head would hurt like it was about to split open. He tried several times, but his whole body was drenched in cold sweat, but he still found nothing.

I don't know where he came from, his future is uncertain, his cultivation is ruined, and he will be molested and humiliated by a fox...

Chengyang Muqiu felt extremely humiliated. For some reason, although he lost all his memory, he still retained his disgust towards the monster race. As long as he thought of that frivolous fox-eared boy, he would...but he didn't organize to scold him. When he spoke words, he felt a burning pain in his right thumb, and it turned out that the black jade wrench in his hand suddenly became hot.

At this moment, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and the boy's voice that made his heart palpitate came: "Master, it's him."