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

An ice pick appeared out of nowhere, and the pointed tip of the condensed cold pointed at Lin Heng's face, and rushed over quickly.

"Big Brother!!!" Lin Heng was startled, staggered and fell to the ground, making him roll twice on the ground in the posture of falling, trying to get out of the attack range of the ice pick.

Seeing the ice cone flying over his head, Lin Heng heaved a sigh of relief, he stood up staggeringly: "Brother, listen to me!"

It's a pity that Yan Fengqing didn't give him any chance, and another ice pick flew over through the air, leaving only an afterimage in front of his eyes. When he reacted, the ice pick pierced into the bone, and his shoulder was covered with blood.

The cold air drilled into the meridians along the wound, the pain made Lin Heng speechless.

Drops of blood trickled down the ice cone, a white streak appeared in front of the eyes, and a low-pitched laughter came from the ears.

"Hehe." Yan Fengqing raised his hand and approached Lin Heng's blood-soaked shoulder, and then tore open Lin Heng's wound, and the blood bloomed on the fingertips like twilight flowers.

A tearing sensation hit, Lin Heng watched the blood continuously gushing from the wound on his shoulder until Yan Fengqing's hand was stained red.

Then he watched Yan Fengqing stretch out his tongue and lick the bloody hand, with an intoxicated expression on his face, like a bloodthirsty demon with an indescribable demon rule.

Lin Heng was so frightened that he was in a daze: "Brother, trust me, I really won't tell your secret."

The cold fragrance is floating, and what is different from before is that this time the fragrance is mixed with a hint of sweetness.

The scent crawled all over his body like ants, causing Lin Heng's mouth to dry up. He looked at Yan Fengqing and said incoherently, "Brother, you can do whatever you want me to do but don't kill me."

It's over, today is doomed, if I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have followed, now it's all right, my life is gone, I still have 50 years of pastimes, but now I have nothing.

Lin Heng lowered his head dejectedly. At this time, he actually wanted to eat a bowl of noodles before he died. It is said that being a starving ghost is very miserable.

He finally lived again, and now he is going to die again, he is not reconciled...

But after waiting for a long time, the imagined pain did not come.

Lin Heng raised his head slowly, just in time to meet Yan Fengqing's jade-like face.

At this moment, that face was dyed with a thin layer of crimson, as if a glacier that has not melted for thousands of years has finally welcomed its visitor, the eyes are also filled with mist, and the side neck like white porcelain under the moonlight is plated. A layer of cherry powder.

Breathing is a little messy, and there are almost inaudible panting...

Lin Heng blinked blankly: "Brother, are you feeling unwell?"

It seems that this Lengxiang will not only affect him, but also affect Yan Fengqing himself?

"Shut up!" Yan Fengqing cursed in a low voice, then her whole body froze, and a small voice pried open her lips and came out: "Ugh..."

Seeing that Yan Fengqing seemed to be in pain, Lin Heng asked in puzzlement, "What's wrong with you?"

As soon as the words fell, Yan Fengqing's body softened and fell in front of Lin Heng.

Lin Heng was taken aback, and quickly supported Yan Fengqing's body: "Are you feeling uncomfortable there?"

"Don't touch me, get out!" Yan Fengqing growled angrily, but soon became weak again, his eyes were full of murderous intent, but he couldn't do anything at the moment.

Feelings of disgust and hatred surged up, Yan Fengqing took out a dagger and slashed his arm severely.

Blood gushed out and slid onto the pure white robe.

He gritted his teeth, and cut another knife if he didn't think it was enough.

Lin Heng was stunned. In just a few seconds, Yan Fengqing had cut himself five or six times as if venting his anger. His arm, which was originally white and flawless, was now covered with criss-cross knife marks. shocking.

"Brother, calm down." Lin Heng immediately stopped Yan Fengqing's self-harm.

Self-mutilation is something that Lin Heng will never do in his life. He is afraid of death and pain, so he has no big ambitions, he just wants to be a salted fish.

Watching Yan Fengqing cut himself one by one, as if he didn't feel any pain, Lin Heng didn't know what to say.

He was still worrying about his own life just now, but now he is actually worrying about the future Demon Lord.

But Lin Heng's restraint had no effect. Yan Fengqing slashed the knife quickly and hard, cutting his whole arm bloody, as if only pain could give him temporary relief.

"Don't cut it!" In desperation, Lin Heng snatched the dagger from Yan Fengqing's hand.

Without the knife, Yan Fengqing, who was limp and weak, had no choice but to lie on the ground. After a while, he laughed nervously, and the laughter was full of sarcasm.

He hated his own body, hated everyone, and didn't even have a good impression of the whole world.

"Uh... think about happy things." Lin Heng knew that Yan Fengqing's abnormality was probably directly related to Leng Xiang. How did he comfort his colleagues when they were unhappy in his previous life?

"There are no hurdles in life that cannot be overcome, but there are pits that cannot be climbed out of."

"Except that life and death are trivial matters, I am afraid that life is worse than death."

"Learn to let nature take its course, anyway, it will be a handful of loess in the end."

Yan Fengqing couldn't bear it anymore, and squeezed out two words viciously from between her teeth: "Shut up!"

"Okay...okay." Lin Heng doesn't know how to comfort others, and he rarely finds anyone to talk to. After all, when a person grows up, he has less power to be sad, but more opportunities to be sad, and bear unhappiness alone. Showing the happy side is the boundary between people.

"Then what happened to you?" Lin Heng was too shocked to see the villain self-mutilate.

Aren't the so-called villains all hurting others?

Yan Fengqing ignored him, Lin Heng didn't dare to speak, and the atmosphere fell into an eerie silence.

After a while, Yan Fengqing said quietly, "You have an extremely yang physique?"

"Ah? It seems to be." Lin Heng recalled that the original owner indeed had such a physique.

As soon as these words came out, Yan Fengqing's expression seemed to turn even worse.

Lin Heng saw the murderous intent in Yan Fengqing's eyes, could it be that the other party was jealous of his physique?

People with extreme yang physique have wider meridians than ordinary people, and it is easier to cultivate, so the original owner has to rely on piles of pills to build a foundation, so he knows how ignorant he is.

"Damn it." Yan Fengqing cursed, although he really wanted to kill Lin Heng, but his body was out of his control, and he was extremely greedy for the warmth of Lin Heng's body.

The mutated ice root has been forcibly changed into an extremely yin physique, and it cannot help but absorb other people's cultivation, otherwise the meridians will be frozen and pierced by ice crystals. This feeling is worse than death.

Yan Fengqing thought of many ways to suppress it, but he didn't know how long the body that had been transformed since childhood could last.

Being close to Lin Heng's body, absorbing the heat from his body can temporarily relieve the erosion of the cold air.

"Eldest brother, you are much stronger than me." Lin Heng thought for a while, the male protagonist can only seal the demon king who will destroy the world in the future, and there is no need to be jealous of his physique.

"I told you to shut up!" Yan Fengqing shouted impatiently, he wanted to slap the person in front of him to death.

"Oh, oh, okay." Lin Heng nodded immediately, as long as Yan Fengqing didn't kill herself, anything would be fine.

That's right... the blood on my shoulder was all on Yan Fengqing's body.

"My blood will stain your clothes." Lin Heng reminded kindly, and the next second his body was heavy, and Yan Fengqing's whole body was pressed on top of him.

The wound was pulled, and Lin Heng grinned in pain, but he didn't dare to move, for fear of making the other party angry.

The moon was shining in the sky, the stars were shining, and the grove was filled with white light, illuminating Yan Fengqing's side face. Lin Heng was uncomfortably touched by the cold fragrance, but he would not have any thoughts about the future Master Mozun.

Especially after seeing Yan Fengqing's crazy self-mutilation, he already knew that this person might be a lunatic, even if he was given ten lives, he wouldn't dare to have any wrong thoughts.

Just letting Yan Fengqing lean on it like this, time passed by, Lin Heng felt his whole body stiff, but at the same time, he also felt that the heat in his body was slowly losing, and the cold air kept invading him, making him shiver.

As soon as he moved, Yan Fengqing also moved, Lin Heng immediately adjusted his posture, for fear that the other party would be angry.

"You come here at this time tomorrow." Yan Fengqing regained some strength, stood up from Lin Heng's shoulder, and said expressionlessly.

"Huh?" Lin Heng blinked in confusion.

Just now Yan Fengqing wanted to kill himself, but now he doesn't want to kill him anymore, what's the point of asking him to come to this place tomorrow?

Yan Fengqing didn't answer, but just gave him a cold look, the threat was very obvious.

"Okay." Lin Heng nodded immediately.

Although I don't know the situation, my life seems to be saved for the time being.

Lin Heng looked down at the wound on his shoulder, the ice pick had completely melted, and the blood hadn't stopped yet...

What if you don't want to come tomorrow?