Lord is the devil

"Ziwen is an outsider, so it's inconvenient to interrupt." Setting Yang is a person who pays attention to etiquette, and he will not comment on other people's family affairs.

The wise old man stroked his beard and suddenly laughed, "Well, it's all catastrophe. Young people should experience more, otherwise they will be like flowers in a greenhouse without the wind and sun."

"What the elder said is very true."

The boat is not big, but it is not small. It can be seen that although the people on the boat are all led by wise old people, it is a pity that they are divided into two groups. of.

The setting sun saw an acquaintance on the other side of the animal form, it was the opera singer, who looked gentle on the surface, who would have thought that he was actually a monster, or a golden ape with both strength and wisdom.

The opera singer also saw the setting sun, but just let out a cold snort and didn't make a sound, obviously suffered a big loss at the hands of setting sun, and now he still has opinions on setting sun.

Setting Yang nodded with a chuckle, although others are rude, he must be polite.

"Hypocrisy!" The opera singer muttered in a low voice, but unfortunately, he couldn't escape Cang Yang's ears, and Can Yang had already passed the age of impulsiveness, so he simply looked away to avoid embarrassment for both parties.

After a while, the setting sun suddenly heard the conversation between Ran'an and Ye Banku. They were originally sound transmissions from thousands of miles away, but the setting sun's spiritual sense was so powerful that he heard the entire conversation between the two of them verbatim, and even sensed that there was something else going on between them. A strong divine sense was also eavesdropping. The most powerful person on this boat was the wise old man. Needless to say, everyone knew it was him.

"Senior Brother, when I saw Junior Brother, his clothes were disheveled, his tendons and tendons were severed by someone in a very cruel way, and..., forget it, anyway, if I hadn't arrived in time, maybe Junior Brother would have disappeared.

I still see Jiang Yiqiu's sword energy around me, that bastard Jiang Yiqiu must have hurt our little junior brother, senior brother, why don't you take revenge for junior brother! "Ran'an looked angry.

"I can't beat him." Ye Banku's simple words made Ran'an feel anxious.

"It's fine if you can't beat it? Just let that bastard Jiang Yiqiu bully Junior Brother?"

"I can't beat him." Ye Banku still said the same thing, even his tone didn't change.

Ran'an was furious, "Forget it, I'll go find Senior Brother Bai Lianhua."

"Are you sure?" Ye Banku looked at him suspiciously, "Senior Brother Bai Lianhua's poisonous tongue."

"That's better than you being so cold-blooded." Ran'an snorted coldly, flung his sleeves and left. He had the best relationship with Tao'an, and both of them were born in flower trees, a peach tree and a plum tree. Fortunately, he grew up on the Tianshan Mountain. The snow water in the Tianshan Mountain is not ordinary water. Due to the influence of the snow water in the Tianshan Mountain, his cultivation base and aptitude are slightly better than others.

Tao'an is different, Tao'an is just an ordinary peach tree, which happens to grow under the tree of wisdom, and the small peach branches will crumble every time they experience wind and rain. Sheltering the wind and rain, she will become like her biological parents over time.

After growing up, Tao An insisted on learning from a teacher, and the wise old man was helpless. Because he was young, he was taken care of by his senior brothers, and he always brought him good things when he came back. The relationship between the senior brothers was also because of him become harmonious.

It's a pity that the difference in cultivation base is too great, and the lifespan is also very different. One day, everyone will leave him, and they will become pills and babies. Only his peach blossom can't become a pill or a baby because of its aptitude. , the seniors would watch him grow up and then wither, he didn't want to, so he tried desperately to catch up.

It's a pity that talent is like a long distance between them, which can never be crossed. That's why he took the wrong path and cultivated the way of supplementing.

It was spring, when the flowers were in full bloom.

A few people came from the mountain, they were people who went up the mountain to worship Buddha. It rained on the road, and it rained quickly. The one who accompanied him suddenly saw a temple not far away, "Master, where is there a temple? Let's go and hide Hide!"

The young master raised his sleeves to block the rain, and hastily lifted his clothes and ran over.

When I arrived in front of the temple, my clothes were completely wet. I didn't take off my clothes because of etiquette, but I took off my coat and put it on the fire to roast.

Although the temple is dilapidated, it looks like someone lived in it. There are tea bowls and firewood.

"Maybe a beggar somewhere has taken this place as his home. After we leave, we leave a piece of silver, so we can't live in someone else's house for nothing." The young master said while wringing the rainwater from his clothes.

"The young master is still kind." The servants nodded repeatedly.

At this moment, a sudden gust of wind blew, and the peach blossoms in front of the ruined temple floated into the house mixed with rain, and a cold fragrance came to the face.

A few servants were about to close the doors and windows, when suddenly a figure stood outside the door. The man was very polite, "I am a scholar who is going to Beijing to take the exam. I am passing through here. I hope you can help me."

The young master signaled him to come in, and the scholar was not polite, and walked straight into the temple. It was raining heavily outside, and he was wearing a black cloak, which was already soaked through. The black cloak was close to his body, revealing his slender figure.

The man took off his cloak, revealing his whole face. Strange to say, this book has delicate features, his face is like a peach blossom, his pair of peach blossom eyes are especially dazzling, he doesn't look like a scholar, but like a seductive goblin in the mountains.

The scholar flicked his cloak, and suddenly a cold fragrance mixed with rain came rushing towards his face, everyone thought, "It smells so good!" and fell asleep one after another, only the young master was dumbfounded.

He is not an ordinary person, he is well-informed and well-informed, and he feels that no matter how many famous ladies and ladies are, they can't compare to him raising his eyes and smiling.

As if everything in the world had disappeared, only those peach blossom eyes were left in his eyes, he thought, even if it was really a goblin who wanted his life, death would be worth it.

The man put his hands on the belt, and slowly untied it, each piece of clothing fell, and the last naked body was completely revealed in front of him.

Being so close, the young master could smell the strong peach blossom fragrance on his body, which was better than any rouge he had ever smelled.

He was obediently pressed against him, and only cried out in pain when the man moved roughly, "It hurts... Take it easy..."

The man chuckled, his peach blossom eyes became more dazzling, "Rape|rape, don't ask too much."

It was such a person who took away his first time, but he didn't know that the Peach Blossom Essence was also his first time, and that's why his technique was so poor that he was so painful that he couldn't speak three or two times.

When he woke up early the next morning, he was wearing the black shawl, covered with peach blossoms, and the fragrance was charming.

He held the warm shawl, his heart pounding wildly.

Since then, the young master fell into a serious illness, and he recovered a little over a month later. The physical torture could not eliminate the concern in his heart. He always thought of that romantic night in the ruined temple from time to time, and every time he thought of It was unbelievable that he did what a woman should do.

But if the target is him, it seems that it is not difficult to accept.

His shyness prevented him from looking for that person, so he endured the pain of lovesickness and drew a picture of that person*, with various movements, including the curved corner of his mouth, and the pain of slightly frowning his brows. He painted over a hundred copies and hung them all over the study, so he looked at them day and night.

Finally, one day, he couldn't bear the pain of lovesickness, and ran out secretly. The road on the mountain was uneven, and he walked in a hurry. It took three full hours, from noon to sunset, to come to the peach blossom forest full of joy.

Not far away, he saw the ruined temple, and two people came out of it, their clothes were disheveled and their faces were flushed, obviously after the affair.

The calligraphy and painting in the young master's hand fell out and rolled away on the grass, with a poem written on it.

The flowers bloom in the pinellia in summer and the spring has not returned, the peach branches on the mountain are in full bloom, stealing half a day's leisure by the night, and remembering a touch of red in the world.

That was the surprise he was going to give Peach Blossom Essence, and he wanted to tell him that even if he was a ghost, he would not dislike him.

But without this opportunity, he finally understood a truth.

It turns out I'm not your only one.

Since then, the hatred in my heart has grown like an indestructible weed, growing wantonly.

However, he didn't know, just like him, the importance of the first time to a man.

Everyone has virginity, and so do demons. Some people say that men are like children who can't wean, they are most nostalgic, the first time is sacred to them, and it is worth remembering for a lifetime.

As the peach blossom demon's first time, the peach blossom demon will think of him from time to time, but he can't stay with one person for too long, after all, shemale has different paths, and he has more important things to do.

It's just that I will never do it myself again, and every time I see a different *, I always think of that slightly shy young man.

Can't do it, can't do it again, no matter whether it's a man or a woman.

The Peach Blossom Demon sighed, so he had to use his innate magical powers, Peach Blossom Miasma, Peach Blossom Miasma is a kind of miasma

, has the effect of confusing the nerves, and he is involuntarily driven by him in the miasma of peach blossoms, nocturnal emissions in dreams, or masturbation, and he uses this repair method.

In the dream, everyone thought that he was marrying them, so they all thought that they had been defiled by him. There are no males and females in plants and trees, and there is no restriction on peach blossom demons.

100 years, 200 years, 300 years, he has long forgotten the boy back then, but kept this habit, and sometimes he didn't understand why he did it. After all, the effect was greatly reduced, and it took double effort to achieve it. The progress of the double repair.

What surprised him the most was that he would still be able to see that young master again, but when they met again, the two of them were far apart, one was the most promising genius in Jianmen, and the other was the peach blossom demon with a mess of talent.

Cause and effect, retribution is not good!

Tao An can only blame this, and should pay off the debts he committed.