What bad thoughts can fluffy have?

Yinrong hadn't seen Chengyang Muqiu like this for a long time.

The last time they were so vicious, it was the first time after the reunion in Pipa Town, after the reunion, but at that time, Chengyang Muqiu was so enthusiastic when performing the Dunlun ceremony, and how decisive he was when he left. As if he was afraid that if he stayed with him for a moment longer, he would defile himself, and he wished to draw a clear line immediately.

But this time, Chengyang Muqiu hugged him tightly, as if he wanted to press the silver velvet into his body.It was his turn, as if he was afraid that the silver fleece would run away.

Sensing his ups and downs, Yinrong didn't show any resistance, and even cooperated.After that, he shook the only fox ear that could move, brushed Chengyang Muqiu's chin with his fluffy fur, and asked softly, "Brother Muqiu, what's wrong with you?"

With the laziness after love affairs, it is a bit sweet.

Chengyang Muqiu didn't answer.

Yinrong let him hug her, "Actually, if there are unhappy things, using dual cultivation is also a way to vent, but it can't just be dual cultivation. After venting, you can tell me the reason. Am I not your future Taoist companion?"

"..." Chengyang Muqiu still remained silent, Yinrong sighed, and rubbed his head on Chengyang Muqiu's chest: "If you don't want to say it, let it go, I won't force you."

Chengyang Muqiu: "Silver velvet."

Silver Velvet: "Huh? Tell me!"

"..."

"..."

Chengyang Muqiu was silent for a long time before continuing: "If...you really have something to do with the Demon King, will you kill me for revenge?"

Yinrong was also a little nervous and didn't answer directly: "Didn't you ask this question a long time ago."

Chengyang Muqiu didn't force him to ask, he just said "hmm" and said, "What if there is a blood feud between you and me? You...will you still be with me, is that so?"

Silver Fleece: "..."

Chengyang Muqiu: "300 years ago, I almost wiped out the entire monster clan. Later, every monster would be punished, and I would cause countless murders. I thought that I, Chengyang Heng, would run rampant all my life, but in fact..."

He said softly, "It's not that we won't report, the time has not yet come."

Yinrong suddenly broke away from his embrace violently, held down Chengyang Muqiu, and said fiercely, "Say it again?"

Chengyang Muqiu didn't dare to look at him, looked away, and slowly closed his eyes.

He smiled wryly in his heart: Sure enough, he would hate me if he learned of this possibility.

Chengyang Muqiu didn't want to struggle at all. In order to get revenge, he lived like a dead body for most of his life. On the surface, he was admired by thousands of people, but in fact he was cold and lonely... until he met Yinrong.

The person who made him see through the seven emotions and "live" back to life turned out to be...

How ironic, but that's enough.

If that person is Yinrong, destroying himself is effortless, as long as Yinrong leaves him again, the passionate, greedy, dirty, beautiful, jealous... all kinds of emotions in his heart will burst out, Awakening the long-dormant inner demon can easily devour him.

Chengyang Muqiu felt that if he died in Yinrong's hands, it would be a good destination.

"Snapped!"

Yinrong patted the young man's cheek loudly, and became even more fierce: "Why didn't you report that the time has not come yet? You mean, I am your retribution?"

Chengyang Muqiu's face was hot, and he looked at Yinrong in astonishment. How dare someone in this world slap him... No, he was astonished, what does Yinrong mean?

Yinrong glared at him angrily: "Although you are the number one god of war in the cultivation world, this monster is the number one beauty in the cultivation world! The number one oiran! Storytellers and story books say that a hero deserves a beauty!"

Yin Rong didn't know where the courage came from, and said super loudly: "How can I not be worthy of you? Why do you say that I am your retribution?"

As he scolded loudly, his eyes were red: "Are you trying to leave me again? I knew it! It was so fierce and deep just now, as if wanting to come once is enough, and you don't plan to see me again... "

"Chengyang Heng, you bastard, I can forgive you for losing your memory, but if you are fine, but because of some unwarranted grievances, you parted ways with me, then, then we will make a clean break! This monster is the most beautiful in the world, if you come out You are not afraid of me..."

"!" Chengyang Muqiu looked at him in astonishment, and suddenly hugged him again.

"Silver Fleece, you..."

Hugging too tightly, Yinrong felt that his hands and feet were numb from being strangled. During the struggle, he felt more and more hot and stinging in a certain overused place, and even his body was also hot. Being close together, the enthusiasm has not subsided, and it is easy to misfire again.

When Chengyang Muqiu bullied him again, Yinrong didn't take any action to refuse, but just said stubbornly: "Cultivators who want to sleep with this demon after leaving the door of your Taiwei Realm can row from the Snow Cave Valley to the deer." Wu Shan!"

"This demon is here...uh..."

Yinrong felt like a plate of fox meat with all the flavors and flavors. When he was eaten again, he suddenly changed his tune. When he recovered, he continued to finish his sentence unwilling to be outdone: "This monster is at the foot of Taiwei Mountain. Next to the Jingshui wine shop, open a restaurant, open a restaurant—"

"Small mansion, be your own boss! You don't care about me, so I will find someone to make up for you right under your nose."

Soon, except for the hard mouth, Yinrong softened everywhere, and after a short time, he transformed into a complete half-demon form with comfort, the fox ears on the top of the head moved, and the big fluffy tail also violated the will of the master, kissing and loving Warmly wrapped around Chengyang Muqiu's strong legs.

Chengyang Muqiu said in a muffled voice, "I'm sorry."

"?"

Chengyang Muqiu said, "I'm sorry."

"It's not that I want to leave you, but that I'm afraid that you will leave me after you know the truth."

"........."

As if someone pressed the pause button, the air was silent and sticky.

After a while, Yinrong hugged Chengyang Muqiu's neck, and said quietly: "How do you know, I don't know?"

Chengyang Muqiu: "!"

Yinrong: "If I said, I would have already guessed it? My storage bell—Shifangsha said that it was a spirit ring, so he taught me how to remove it. I didn't tell you about it. you."

"I was so poor that I couldn't even wear pants. My master was a gambler. If he won the bet, he would take me to eat roast chicken. If he lost the bet, we and I would go hungry together. He ate dirt, and I gnawed on his leaves...Master He told me since I was a child that I am not afraid of being poor, but I am afraid of dying and enjoying the blessings. He has seen too many spiritual pets who are popular and delicious, but have not died well. The teachings of his elders are regarded as the standard."

"He's even listed as a prostitute. If he hadn't brought me with him, he would have continued to wander the world... I mean, I'd rather live a miserable life than be someone else's spiritual pet, like a dog, listen People shouted and drank, and in the end, because of the less important orders of the master, they died in a daze without a place to die."

"So, I didn't dare to entrust all my wealth to others, thinking, what if, what if I could untie the trouble, I did it secretly that time, and then I had a nightmare, in the dream, I was the demon king Xiangmei, I give an order, life and death are seized, corpses are scattered all over the field, it's so majestic."

"But," Yinrong raised his head and looked straight into Chengyang Muqiu's eyes, "It's meaningless to be majestic. I don't want to be the demon king, because he is your enemy."

Chengyang Muqiu: "..."

Yinrong: "It's just a dream, maybe it's Shifangsha's trap, maybe it's some kind of unclear chance, of course it's also possible...but I don't want to figure it out."

"Everyone says 'it's rare to be confused'," Yinrong said, "Even I want to pretend to be confused, so why do you have to expose it?"

Chengyang Muqiu opened his mouth: "But..."

Yinrong interrupted him: "I don't want to have anything to do with the Demon King. I'm just a little seductress with mediocre cultivation and mediocre aptitude. I don't want to use it for the rest of my life. I'm just selfish. , A worthless fox, I don’t want to take revenge for those so-called fellow clansmen who I don’t know at all and want my life as soon as I meet, I only want you, brother Muqiu.”

At this time, the two are still in a state of "connection". These digressions, not only did not extinguish Chengyang Muqiu's enthusiasm, but became fuel for combustion.

Yinrong's plate of fox meat was put into the mouth of the ancestor of Chengyang again. After he was tasted from inside to outside for who knows how many times, Chengyang Muqiu finally relieved his emotions and stopped attacking the city. , Let go of the boy a little bit.

This time, Yinrong was really tossed about, and she didn't even have the strength to complain, so she slumped on the bed, because she screamed too hard before, and her voice was a little hoarse: "You want to murder your husband."

Chengyang Muqiucai finally said: "No murder."

Yinrong glanced at him, because of the fierce battle just now, even the corners of the young man's eyes were red, misty and watery, and he looked easy to bully, which aroused pity.

Chengyang Muqiu looked at the young man's blushing face, thought of the details that made people blush just now, and thought of Yinrong's aggressive and arrogant confession, his heart softened beyond belief.

"Don't murder your own husband," Chengyang Muqiu said, "We will live forever forever."

Yinrong lied weakly on the bed and replied, "Yes. Good."

Chengyang Muqiu hugged Yinrong, and didn't bother him to take a bath. Instead, he used washing techniques for the first time to wash his little vixen inside and out.

After washing, the silver velvet felt much more comfortable, but her waist still hurt badly. She kept lying on her stomach and tilted her head: "So you know how to wash, Cheng Yangheng, how many things have you kept from me?"

When he called him "Brother Muqiu", Chengyang Muqiu was overjoyed. Unexpectedly, when he called him by his first name boldly, Chengyang Muqiu would also be very helpful.

Give him a feeling that the two of them are intimate and can talk about everything.

Chengyang Muqiu rubbed Silver Velvet's fox ears with his big hands: "I have lied to you about many things."

Silver Velvet: "???"

Are you really good at talking? ! !

No wonder you have been a bachelor for more than 500 years, who would like such an annoying thing?

Yinrong stared at Chengyang Muqiu's back, then asked himself and answered: "I will."

Chengyang Muqiu Yujian left Henggaoju, also thinking in his heart: I have kept many things from you, and I will continue to hide them.I hope this one can be kept from you forever.

Because that's the answer you don't want to know, since you don't want to find out... You don't want to find out the grievances and hatreds of the human race, the monster race, the Wuliangzong, the Taiweijing, and the Luwu Mountain for me, then kill me and bring up these problem people.

There is no question, and naturally there is no need to answer.

Chengyang Muqiu returned to the Monster Execution Hall, intending to kill the seven or eight-year-old boy himself, but he thoughtfully stopped after the boy turned into a fly.