What bad thoughts can fluffy have?

Yinrong: "Brother, do you really like me?"

The effect of coquetry on people who already have evil intentions will be even greater, and the black-skinned monk almost burst out: "Of course, I am willing to die for you!"

Yinrong smiled sweetly: "Really? Let's try then?"

The black-skinned monk was so bewildered that he stretched out his hand to hug him: "Okay, okay!"

Yinrongling dodged deftly, and said sincerely: "But it can't be done, you are too weak, I can't look down on you."

"I don't know where you bastard heard the rumor, saying that we vixen will jump on men when we see them. In fact, I'm very picky... I'll tell you quietly," Yinrong smiled like a spring breeze, "You are a dirty bastard who is strong on the outside and dry on the inside. , not good enough for me, but it does."

As he spoke, he took out a piece of solid ice as tall as a person from the black jade bell hanging around his neck, and borrowed the sword of the black-skinned monk to dig in the solid ice.

While chiseling, he said: "This is the treasure I found in the Snow Cave Valley. I am the most afraid of heat. I originally wanted to save it for summer to relieve the heat. Now it is cheaper for you."

After a while, Jian Bing was smashed into a hole, and Yin Rong clapped her hands and said, "It's done!"

"Brother, take off your shirt."

The man didn't wait for Yinrong to finish his orders, he stripped himself naked in two or three strokes, and said excitedly: "Beauty, I really want to die on you."

...Yinrong covered her eyes: "Damn it, take it off so fast, your eyes are so hot, go!"

The black-skinned monk didn't seem to hear that he was being scolded, and hugged Jian Bing happily, calling "beauty" in his mouth, and kissed him.

Yinrong turned and left, but turned back halfway, and saw that the man was still making out with the ice cube, and the ice cube had already melted.

"Zaihua doesn't match you." Yinrong hid in the dark and said meanly, "This demon is trying to strengthen you."

As he spoke, he quietly mobilized the cold air scattered around the ice cube, and sure enough, the solid ice no longer melted, and even a burst of hoarfrost condensed in the surrounding air.

The effect is more significant than expected!

Yinrong has never learned any skills other than charm, and the ability to control cold air is innate. It seems that as long as he moves his mind, the cold air will let him manipulate it obediently. It's just that his "strength" was small before , the control ability is also very limited, now that the cultivation base has increased, even the "power" of control has also increased.

My own stove is really a big treasure.

But I am not bad, no, I protected the big baby wittily—even if these two monks have never found anyone at all, they will never have the guts to tell the teachers that they have been tricked by flirting with the seductive monster, and they will only pretend in the end Said not found.

After Yinrong had "taken care of" the apprentice, he went happily to the Hongxiu Tower.

·

Half an hour ago.

Although Chengyang Muqiu has lost all his memory, he firmly believes that he should be a person who is used to being alone.

It seems that being alone like this, in an empty room, without seeing any vulgar things and idiots, is the most relaxing.

But Yinrong left, leaving him alone in the empty room, which felt a little empty.

"...It should be because the environment is too bad." Chengyang Muqiu gave the reason himself.

The silver velvet thatched cottage is actually clean, but there are too many things and it looks messy.All kinds of rags are piled up in every corner, and more than half of the "rags" have the owner's teeth marks on them.

"A monster is a monster, not decent." Chengyang Muqiu thought in distaste, but still made a trick to make a puppet on a painted box at the end of the room fly over.

The puppet is rough, old and dirty, and I don’t know where I picked it up—it was definitely not bought. After getting along with each other these days, Chengyang Muqiu already knows Yinrong’s family background very well, and he is so poor that he will soon make it back. The wild fox has drunk blood, so how can I have money to buy a doll?

Besides, Yinrong is a male fox anyway, why does he pick up everything at home, what's the use of keeping things from the little girl's house?

Immediately afterwards, Chengyang Muqiu discovered that the rag doll was still a broken and defective product. As soon as it fell into his hand, his head tilted to one side, revealing the white cotton wool. .

"........."

Chengyang Muqiu turned back the puppet's head, forced it back to its original position, and found that it was a one-eyed dragon. It turned out that the doll's eyes were drawn with a brush, and the ink on one of the eyes was blurred, and the sense of existence was extremely low. Visually, it looks like a one-eyed dragon.

"How can you be so poor? This kind of rags should be thrown away long ago." He said contemptuously, but with a wave of his hand, the puppet slowly floated back to its original place. When it fell back onto the box, it didn't even tilt its head.

At this moment, there was a harsh rustling sound outside the door, as if the paper was being roughly torn, and the only "paper" pasted outside the door was Yinrong's anti-theft amulet worth a middle-grade spirit stone.

... It's the Xunqi Jue!

Chengyang Muqiu's mind suddenly popped up the words "Xunqijue", the man's qi means the subtleties of the way, how much it moves, how small it is used, this trick is to explore the subtleties, and to use it in a subtle way. It has the effect of finding people and is extremely sensitive.

If you let it go unchecked and break through the anti-theft talisman at the door, it will react with the monk's spiritual consciousness. Unless an extremely powerful power smashes it the moment it touches the range of the spiritual consciousness, otherwise it will be discovered .

Chengyang Muqiu's meridians are now damaged, and his cultivation is barely at the golden core stage. He is naturally like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, unable to fight back, and the "anti-theft talisman" outside the door is as brittle as waste paper in front of it. almost.

Xunqi Jue is an advanced method that can only be used by Yuanying and above. Who would spend so much time looking for someone in this wilderness?Chengyang Muqiu intuited that the other party's target was probably him, and as for whether it was an enemy or a friend... He suddenly remembered Yinrong's serious little face, staring at him with watery amber eyes, and took the trouble to scare him: "Mr. Remember the corpse of Xuekugu? Your enemy will definitely find it, lie down obediently, don’t move around, be careful to attract enemies!”

Chengyang Muqiu raised the corners of his lips extremely shallowly, and murmured: "You talk so much nonsense, but this sentence is the only one that makes sense."

Then mobilized the spiritual power of the whole body, condensed it at the fingertips, and shot towards the wooden door!

The talisman, which was almost torn apart, suddenly gained a second life, and it was stuck on the broken door panel again tremblingly, struggling against the Xunqi Jue outside the door.

Xunqi Jue casts a wide net, it does not focus on a certain place and pays more attention, but it takes a long time. The general anti-theft charms will be crushed under its powerful and lasting force. Chengyang Muqiu can only continue Vigorously "continuing" the magic talisman.

I don't know how long the confrontation lasted, but the talisman finally stopped being torn apart, dragging its crumbling body, barely hanging on the door panel.

Successful.

After all, Chengyang Muqiu is a person who has not recovered from serious injuries. Such long-term consumption has affected the internal injuries. At this time, there is already a fine layer of sweat on his forehead.With his legs still numb, he leaned quietly on the couch, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.

This is already the second time, it seems that all the formulas are engraved in the depths of his memory, and he has never forgotten them. Once needed, he can recite them back and forth, but why is it about his life experience, teachers and friends, the past... everything about "people", The memory of "emotion" is empty?

As for his cultivation, he had no memory of the formulas, and he had secretly healed his wounds with the silver velvet on his back, but his cultivation had always stopped at the golden core, and he was unable to break through for a long time.

...Forget it, if you insist on getting into a dead end, for fear of creating demons, it's better to let nature take its course and heal your injuries slowly, at least this place is safe for now-didn't the little fox say that he wanted to take care of himself?

Thinking of Yinrong, Chengyang Muqiu really calmed down slowly. After a round of breathing adjustment, he no longer used his spiritual power to dig through the "trash" in the house, but picked up a book at random.

In order to prevent himself from continuing to dig into the dead end, he had to look at something to divert his attention.

I really didn't expect Yinrong to keep old books. Subconsciously, Chengyang Muqiu always felt that Yaozu was cunning and mean, but the more he got along with Yinrong, the less he seemed to be so bad.

With such thoughts in mind, Chengyang Muqiu opened the old book without a cover, and saw that it was written "flower-like body, kneeling on the ground, tenderly speaking...Li Ping'er...thief lewd woman……"

Chengyang Muqiu: "..."

Maybe the little fox didn't read the content, and picked up any book he came across. Chengyang Muqiu calmly put the story book back, and took out another one, only to see a erotic picture, the two bodies entangled together ...Wait, it's two men?

"........."

Chengyang Muqiu flipped through several books one after another, without exception, they were all pornographic stories and erotic pictures.

He put down the books with a red face, and even forgot to arrange them in the original order.Chengyang Muqiu decided not to watch it anymore, why did he feel like he was possessed just now, and flipped through the pages, just to prove that Yinrong is a different monster?

Facts have proved that he is a monster full of dirty thoughts.

That's right, he was originally a charmer.From the first time we met, he threw himself into his arms. A monster is a monster, and a dead wood cannot be carved. What is he looking forward to?

Chengyang Muqiu lost the mood to read, and threw the last book back, but dropped a small book.

The book fell to the ground, and the front was flipped open, revealing crooked, ink-smeared characters.

"On the fifth day of the fifth month of the Shenjia year, Tu Dazui robbed my meat dumpling." A big cross was drawn on the back.

Chengyang Muqiu picked up the book, and saw that there were all kinds of trivial matters in it, and there was an "X" on each page.

He closed the book, only to see three large characters written on the cover: "Book of Revenge".