Living in the Bosom of the Demon Lord [Transmigration Book]

Canglan Secret Realm is suitable for monks in the golden core stage to enter, and each school will only send a small number of foundation-building stage monks to experience it every year. Obviously, Lin Heng is not on the list of experience.

"It's not mother, I want to exercise." Lin Heng said quickly.

"Exercise? Exercise for sleeping posture or exercise for drinking?" Li Fangfei knows what Lin Heng is usually like.

"Mother, it's so-called that a scholar should look at you with admiration for three days. I just want to make progress." Lin Heng tugged on Li Fangfei's sleeve, blinked his eyes, and tried to show his sincerity.

"Then you go to Jianfeng to make progress first, and then you can swing the sword [-] times a day." Li Fangfei didn't allow Lin Heng to refute, and walked away directly.

If she continues to be entangled like this, she resolutely agrees to Lin Heng, but it is too dangerous to go to the Canglan Secret Realm.

Looking at the back of Li Fangfei running away in a panic, Lin Heng squatted down silently, his eyes just collided with Lin Huai.

"Cough, cough, cough." Lin Huai cleared his throat in embarrassment, then stood up calmly and patted his robe. When he passed by Lin Heng, he lowered his head and said in contempt: "Go play with you, what are you doing here? No see Have you ever knelt down?"

"I just... saw it." Lin Heng answered honestly, which drew Lin Huai's eyes.

Now they are not allowed to go to Canglan Secret Realm, and they can't get a token, what should they do?

Lin Heng had never been so distressed in his two lifetimes.

He sat on the stone pier of Jianfeng, holding Qingshuang Sword in his arms, looking at the rising sun in the east, feeling a little complicated in his heart.

Is it possible to swing the sword [-] times?

The sword fell limply in Lin Heng's hand. It was easy to pick it up and put it down at first, but gradually he lost his strength.

His arm was sore, and when he loosened his grip, the sword fell to the ground with a "bang boring—" sound.

Lin Heng looked at the sword that fell on the ground in annoyance.

I remember that the disciples of Wan Jianzong aim to swing their swords [-] times a day...

"Puff—" A laugh came from behind the tree.

Following the prestige, Lin Heng saw Jiang Moyun wearing a white robe embroidered with green bamboos, and his slightly elongated eyes were full of smiles.

"Hey, third senior brother." Lin Heng greeted Jiang Moyun quickly when he saw Jiang Moyun.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Moyun leaned over to look at Lin Heng and asked.

"Swing the sword." Lin Heng said.

"Oh, but... I didn't know that I thought you were chopping wood." Jiang Moyun couldn't help but smiled again: "No, the woodcutters are more accurate than you, and you are so soft, I thought you were dancing."

When Lin Heng heard this, he didn't want to do it anymore. He looked squarely and said, "What kind of dance is a big man doing?"

"Then... why don't you swing your sword anymore?" Jiang Moyun deliberately dragged out the ending.

"Because..." Lin Heng looked up at the sky, pretending to be deep and said: "Thinking about life is more important than swinging a sword."

"Oh~ Then what did you think about?"

"Thinking..." Lin Heng bit his lip and thought for a while, feeling unable to answer: "Look at that tree over there."

"and then?"

"The higher the tree grows, the closer it is to the sun, and the deeper the roots are, the closer it is to the darkness." Lin Heng looked at Jiang Moyun with a deep expression.

"So you plan to take root in Jianfeng?" Jiang Moyun held back a smile.

"That's not true." Lin Heng waved his hand to express his refusal.

"But don't you want to practice to become stronger? How can you become stronger without rooting deeper?"

Lin Heng lowered his head, and scratched his hair in embarrassment: "Then what... Third Brother, do you know?"

"I know you want to go to Canglan Secret Realm." Jiang Moyun smiled slightly.

"Then...does the third senior brother have a solution?" Lin Heng lowered his head and asked a little embarrassedly.

Li Fangfei didn't let him go, so Jiang Moyun might not have any solution.

"of course."

"Really?" Lin Heng was overjoyed.

"But..." Jiang Moyun stopped halfway, showing a beautiful smile.

Jiang Moyun's temperament is as gentle as jade, and his smile is as refreshing as a spring breeze, but there is something wrong with this smile.

"What are you thinking?" Jiang Moyun asked.

"It's nothing, I just think the third senior brother looks really good-looking when he smiles." Lin Heng replied blankly.

If I hadn't seen too much of Yan Fengqing's disastrous smile, I wouldn't have known how to describe Jiang Moyun. Sure enough, the world of comprehension is full of handsome men and beautiful women.

"Yeah." Jiang Moyun smiled again, like white clouds floating in the blue sky, soft and yearning.But after half an hour, Lin Heng regretted it.

What is as soft as a cloud, what is a temperament as gentle as jade, which modest gentleman would keep such a terrifying thing in his room?

"What's the matter? Didn't you agree to help the third senior brother?" Jiang Moyun sat aside, with his elbows on the table, his palms on the side of his face, and looked at Lin Heng innocently with his head tilted.

"Just..." Lin Heng gritted his teeth and said resignedly, "I'll do it!"

Looking at the dark mouth of the altar, it looks like a bottomless dry well, with soft rustling sounds from time to time.

Lin Heng couldn't help swallowing, stretched out his hand tremblingly, before he got close to the mouth of the altar, he suddenly retracted, looked at Jiang Moyun pitifully: "Senior brother..."

"What's the matter?" Jiang Moyun smiled, like a clear spring in a mountain stream.

"No...it's nothing." Lin Heng rubbed his face and turned his gaze back to the jar.

Stretching out his hand again, he froze in mid-air.

"Third senior brother... I think so." Lin Heng organized his words: "You can definitely cultivate other hobbies, and the sunny one is more in line with your temperament."

"Oh?" Jiang Moyun raised his eyebrows and asked with interest: "Then what kind of temperament am I?"

"Third senior brother is of course the bright moon in the sky, the clear spring in the mountains, the spring breeze in May, and the starry sky in August."

"No more?" Jiang Moyun tilted his head, a strand of black hair hanging on his chest, looking in a good mood.

"And..." Lin Heng thought for a while.

Why was I not a Chinese teacher in my previous life, otherwise there would be a lot of compliments now.

"Just shrewd and capable, with eloquent teeth..." Lin Heng's face was wrinkled into a ball: "A fish falls into a wild goose, a moon is shy, a beautiful face, bright eyes and white teeth."

"I can understand your shrewdness and eloquence. Is this how Chengyu Luoyan closes the moon and shames flowers?" Jiang Moyun put one hand on his chin, looking at Lin Heng pretending to be very distressed.

Lin Heng was speechless.

What I just said is... outrageous, but I really can't find an adjective.

"Just..." Lin Heng sighed, and looked down at the mouth of the altar.

Inside are all spiders raised by Jiang Moyun. I heard that these spiders come from the abyss of the Demon Realm, and they are extremely poisonous and can corrode people's souls.

Before I asked Jiang Moyun why he kept these things, he said it was a hobby.

What else can I do?

"Didn't you say that you can help the third senior brother catch the spiders one by one?" Jiang Moyun put away his smile: "It seems that the junior brother doesn't want to go to the Canglan secret realm."

"I..." Lin Heng glanced at the mouth of the altar, his scalp was numb.

Many people are afraid of snakes, but spiders are more terrifying than snakes. This kind of horror seems to come from the depths of the soul. As long as you see this thing, you will feel like your whole body is being eaten.

In his previous life, he lived in a dormitory, and a spider fell from the upper bunk, which made him turn pale on the spot. Afterwards, he threw away all the sheets and bedding and replaced them with new ones. He still had psychological shadows, and he had to check it every day before going to bed.

This situation continued until the next semester before it began to gradually improve.

Ordinary people's fear of spiders is different from Lin Heng's fear of spiders. The root of this fear is rooted in the body leading to the unknown past.

"What's the matter? Let's forget it if you're really scared." Jiang Moyun stood up, and was grabbed by Lin Heng just as he was about to turn around.

"I'll do it." The tone was firm, but he lacked confidence. Lin Heng swore that he had never been so embarrassed in his two lifetimes combined.

How could there be such creatures as spiders in the world! ! !

Lin Heng closed his eyes, reached out his hand and approached the mouth of the altar again, his face suddenly turned pale, his hands were trembling, cold sweat was still oozing from his forehead, and his lower lip was bitten by himself, the faint smell of blood seemed to come out of the ground, and then went crazy It grows, giving rise to great fear.

Close your eyes, there is darkness, other senses become extremely active, you can feel the cold mouth of the altar, and then there is an endless passageway, which is full of dense spiders.

They will nibble on your flesh little by little, lay eggs in your body, watch the spiders pouring out of your stomach while you are alive, and finally be eaten by the newborn spiders.

"Hmm..." Lin Heng curled up on the ground in pain, the feeling of suffocation exploded in his body, as if death would come at any time.

Suddenly there was a warmth in the palm of my hand, and someone whispered in my ear: "Okay, okay, it's okay."

Lin Heng buried his head on Jiang Moyun's chest, his body trembling uncontrollably.

Jiang Moyun patted Lin Heng's back lightly, seeing the pale face of the person in his arms, he frowned: "It's okay, third senior brother is here."

"Senior brother three..." Lin Heng spoke with sobs.

This fucking is definitely not me or a man, this fucking is really horrible.

Hearing Lin Heng's shout, Jiang Moyun's whole body froze. When he was a child, Lin Heng followed behind him and called Third Senior Brother. Later, Xiao Tuanzi, who always followed behind him, grew up. He didn't go to Lin Heng. This little boy in his memory Tuanzi would not come looking for him.

Suddenly his heart softened. He originally wanted to teach Lin Heng a lesson. It seemed that he had done something. Jiang Moyun said helplessly: "Okay, okay, it's the third senior brother who is not good, and the third senior brother shouldn't scare you."

"I'm fine, there's nothing to be afraid of a big man." Even so, Lin Heng still lay on Jiang Moyun's chest, his body still trembling slightly from time to time.

"Okay, okay, there is nothing in the jar, I lied to you." Jiang Moyun said softly.

"Really?" Lin Heng raised his eyes slightly, tears were suppressed in his eyes.

"Really, if you don't believe me, I'll show you there." Jiang Moyun patiently took Lin Heng's hand.

When he was about to get close to the jar, Lin Heng withdrew his hand suddenly, backed away in shock, and fell directly into Jiang Moyun's arms.

"Don't, don't, there are spiders inside." Lin Heng grabbed Jiang Moyun's clothes tightly with his hands.

It's fucking embarrassing, but... it's really scary!

"There's really nothing inside." Jiang Moyun sighed, he still had to clean up the mess by himself if he was so frightened.

When Lin Heng was still a little boy, he could not sleep for several days when he saw spiders, and they would get into his bed every night, and he couldn't drive them away. It seemed to be more serious when he grew up.

"I don't believe it." Lin Heng didn't dare to look back.

Right now... I'm really cowardly, but I can't help it, I'm so broken, what should I do?

"The third senior brother will show you." Jiang Moyun wanted to walk over, but was grabbed by Lin Heng.

"Don't go there, there are spiders inside!" Lin Heng hugged Jiang Moyun's waist tightly.

Jiang Moyun lowered his head, and looked at Lin Heng helplessly: "There is really nothing, it's the third senior brother who is wrong, can the third senior brother prove it to you now?"

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