Dressed as a villain Demon King Raiders hero

Finally, Shen Lingyu walked in front of Mo Cangsheng under the eyes of everyone, but things were not as everyone expected.

He squatted down, then supported Mo Cangsheng's chin with one hand, and held the other hand lightly. His pale and slender index finger lightly touched the wound on Mo Cangsheng's forehead. Spiritual power healed this terrible wound.

Mo Cangsheng couldn't help crying, but the corners of his eyes were so painful that tears dripped out, and there was still blood on his face. He looked at Shen Ling's jade-white fingers with his upper eyeliner, and thought to himself, luckily it wasn't with his middle finger. .

Shen Lingyu was irritated by him, "Do you know where you went wrong?"

Wow, it turned out that I didn't do it directly, but I wanted to start asking questions first.

"I made you ashamed..."

Mo Cangsheng lowered his eyes, tears hung on his long eyelashes, looking pitiful.

Apart from the Holy Mother, the male protagonist in "Sword of the Gods" also has a characteristic that he is particularly fond of acting aggressively. This kind of thing is completely unbearable for the male protagonist, and the male protagonist must feel humiliated.

Mo Cangsheng wept silently, his first love only lasted for half a day, woo woo woo... Absolutely, thirteen chapters, more than 3 words!He has only been through it for a long time!

"No, it's your fault that you only want to eat in such a situation, and you're not afraid of being choked to death." Shen Lingyu sneered, and the finger that poked the wound on Mo Cangsheng's forehead gave a slight pause, and then she held back her lack of strength.

"Huh? Shall I drink some water first? I'm really choking." The grief brewing in Mo Cangsheng's heart disappeared instantly.That's right, the Shen Lingyu in front of me is different from the hero in the book.

"Drink." Shen Lingyu said concisely.

Mo Cangsheng said softly, "Master, my leg hurts and I can't stand up."

Shen Lingyu was unmoved, "You hit your head."

After saying that, he withdrew his hand and looked at Mo Cangsheng's forehead with dim eyes. According to common sense, he had injected so much spiritual power, the wound on Mo Cangsheng's forehead should have been completely healed, but it was just scabbing , Against the snow-white skin, it is paradoxically beautiful, like a blood-bathed Buddha lotus.

There was an unexplained pain in his heart.It seemed that there was once a child who looked at him with scars and blood on his face in the heavy snow, and then cried loudly.Suddenly, the face of the boy in front of him overlapped with that of the unknown child.

Mo Cangsheng looked at Shen Lingyu's increasingly gloomy expression, and explained in a low voice: "I just hit it when I fell down. Master, please, I really can't move."

The two looked at each other for three seconds. Mo Cangsheng was the first to admit defeat with lowered eyes. Satisfied, Shen Lingyu stood up slowly, and brought a glass of glazed fairy dew from the nearest table and handed it to Mo Cangsheng.

Mo Cangsheng didn't dare to say anything like "You feed me" and so on. After taking it with his hand, he drank it in one gulp. He thought about it a bit, and felt that the taste was mellow, fragrant, and stimulating. Why is it a bit like wine?But much better than wine.

He didn't think much, just obediently placed the cup on the table behind him.

Shen Lingyu took out a pure white handkerchief from the void, and began to clean up the blood on Mo Cangsheng, following the trace of the blood flow, all the way down...he didn't stop until the neckline.

Then he turned the handkerchief over and gently wiped Mo Cangsheng's mouth, as if Mo Cangsheng was a fragile wooden doll, referred to as mentally handicapped.

Mo Cangsheng, a delicate and sick beauty, looked at Shen Lingyu wanting to speak at this moment, looking more and more pitiful, and she did not end up as tragically as everyone thought before.

Everyone in the hall remained silent, all kinds of eyes were intertwined on Shen Lingyu and Mo Cangsheng, complicated and indescribable, contemptuous, speechless, curious, searching, excited...

But Shen Lingyu and Mo Cangsheng still formed a small world of their own, isolating the others.

"Does it hurt? Do you dare to eat indiscriminately in the future?"

In fact, Mo Cangsheng hadn't felt much pain yet, and he was infused with spiritual power by Shen Lingyu. He just felt full of strength all over his body.

Especially when Shen Lingyu's fingers touched his forehead just now, are they close contact?At this moment, he only feels energetic, active and comfortable.

Mo Cangsheng now belatedly remembered the setting in the original text, as long as he gets close to the male lead and absorbs the male lead's luck, the sealed cultivation of the villain Demon Lord can slowly recover.

The original villain Mozun just wanted to steal the hero's woman, but he wanted to directly seduce the hero through him.

Why does it feel like a goblin sucking Yang Qi...

He shouldn't suck the hero dry.

But he really wanted to get closer to Shen Lingyu again.

Thinking of this, he quietly moved forward, getting closer to Shen Lingyu.

Then he raised his eyes to look at Shen Lingyu, tilted his head cutely, and pretended to cry sadly, "Master, I hurt, I dare not, I won't eat it in the future."

Shen Lingyu opened her lips, subconsciously wanting to answer: eat!Of course you want to eat!I make it for you to eat!

However, he quickly realized that he just returned a word with a strange expression and a calm expression: "En."

【——Sigh, it really is because I don't have enough strength, and I couldn't kill him directly. Wait, the hero seems to dislike being touched by him the most! 】

Mo Cangsheng frowned, what does the dog want to do?

Suddenly, a strong thrust came from behind Mo Cangsheng, and he directly pressed Shen Lingyu under him.

His lips gently touched Shen Lingyu's cheek, touched the silky skin, and slowly slid down.

Mo Cangsheng's sense of smell became extremely sharp at this moment. He buried Shen Lingyu's neck and shoulders and took a deep breath. It was a bit milky and sweet, and also had a faint smell of tobacco mixed with the fragrance of fruit and wood. It was very strange, like The smell of myrrh that he had smelled before had an unspeakable soothing sense of redemption.

They are close to each other, and the smell of each other is infecting each other, as if they have already merged into one.

Shen Lingyu was completely froze, dizzy, his fingers unconsciously twisted Mo Cangsheng's hem tightly, only felt the soft and delicate touch on his body, and the numbness emanating from the bone marrow made him obsessed one time.

[——I've only known each other for a long time, and I probably haven't developed any feelings for him yet. The male lead quickly got up and stabbed the villain to death with a sword.Let him die quickly. 】

Mo Cangsheng lost his mood when he heard the sound, and entered the time of the sage, he couldn't help but sneered in his heart, the dog and stupid Tiandao is really a wise thing.

He put his arms on the ground and stood up slightly, his clothes were loose and his hair was slightly messed up.

Shen Lingyu could see his lowered eyes and thick and slender eyelashes, fluttering and flickering, as if he had a sense of reality, sweeping numbly in Shen Lingyu's heart, and he could see the looseness of his eyelashes. The collar, and the unwiped blood that stretches down.

Mo Cangsheng's lips parted slightly, his eyes were smoky and foggy. He lowered his head and met Shen Lingyu's eyes. This was the first time he looked at Shen Lingyu like this. His eyes were blue and snow-skinned. Looking down, he could see blue blood vessels and silver. Just now, his lips hit Shen Lingyu's neck.

While breathing, he suddenly became interested again, and leaning against Shen Lingyu like this, he didn't want to move.

"Master, the forehead hurts, can you blow it to me?" Mo Cangsheng lowered his head slightly, the injured forehead was just in front of Shen Lingyu's lips, only a little distance away.

Seeing the enchanting and glamorous scars that looked like blood-soaked Buddha lotuses close at hand, Shen Lingyu exhaled in a strange way, blowing Mo Cangsheng's scattered hair into a mess, probably a little itchy, Mo Cangsheng Giggled and rubbed against him.