Demon Venerable Dao Companion will never break off the marriage

The bed curtain fell, blocking the light from the outside, and the inside was dark, only the sound of shallow breathing in the ear, and the warm breath falling on the pinna, the cold smell of his body lingered on the nose, The hot temperature of the embrace is printed on the back through the clothes, and it penetrates the heart.

"I want to change clothes, you go out." Xia Zijiao tried his best to make his voice sound calmer, his viscera were trembling from the heat of Yin Xuansheng's embrace, this feeling was really strange.

"Do you want me to change it for you?" Yin Xuansheng asked thoughtfully in his ear.

He asked seriously, not jokingly, and Xia Zijiao's face became even hotter in an instant: "This... this is what a servant does, not to mention... I am not good-looking."

He has been weak since he was a child. When others were laying the foundation and practicing swords, he was meditating carefully. When others were training his body to be nimble and swift, he was still a thin bamboo pole. His arm touched his shoulder, sighing each time.

"A Qian, how does your body compare with those of your peers?"

Tight and full lines, powerful muscles, he doesn't have any of these, when he touched his chest in the shower, the ribs were under the thin muscles.

"Who said that, has anyone seen it?"

"Ah."

The air condensed for a moment.

"My father." Xia Zijiao answered the words a little dejectedly, feeling the tightening embrace, and thought about the relationship between the two of them: "You are all my closest people." Concentrated, her beautiful lips were pursed into a tense line, and she slowly took off her obscene clothes.

The soft long hair covered most of the snow-white shoulder and neck lines. It was slender and thin. He turned his head and looked at Yin Xuansheng sideways, his phoenix eyes flickering slightly.

"I don't know double cultivation, you can teach me."

"it is good."

The callused fingertips rubbed the thin quilt, and the fingertips across the round pillow.

Xia Zijiao was in a trance for a moment, like time and space disordered, like Wuwang and Su Zijiao, Wuwang was even worse, even if he couldn't take off Su Zijiao's clothes, he really didn't take off any of them.

After a while, Xia Zijiao curled up and collapsed into Yin Xuansheng's arms.

Yin Xuansheng hugged him and slowly poured spiritual power into him, letting the young man lean on his chest to slowly regain his senses: "Your body is weak, so you have to try it out, and you will practice double cultivation after you recover."

"Hmm..." Xia Zijiao was buried in his chest, only a pair of red ears were exposed outside his long hair, and he immediately realized that Yin Xuansheng had promised to let him recover, so he immediately looked up at him, and met those deep ears. There are too many things in the eyes, cold and loving, looking down at him.

……

An hour later, Xia Zijiao had finished taking a bath and changed into new clothes, and Alaya had been waiting downstairs for a long time, picking broad beans on a plate with chopsticks.

With the master's possessiveness, Xia Zijiao was kicked out from the moment he woke up with a flushed face. He was counting broad beans in boredom, and when he heard footsteps going downstairs, he raised his eyes and saw two people walking down one after the other.

Well, it's only been an hour, it seems that the Lord doesn't have the heart to do it.

Generally speaking, it is appropriate to close the door for a day or two.

After the two had a physical relationship, Xia Zijiao relied on Yin Xuansheng even more, and no longer cared about etiquette. When he was tired, he curled up in his arms, and let him hold him when he was tired. human-like.

Yin Xuansheng also likes to hug him, he likes the feeling of Xia Zijiao in his arms, likes the feeling of Xia Zijiao relying on him, like a baby bird that loves home, curled up on his chest to sleep, rubbing his cheek against his neck when he is half asleep and half awake, subconsciously Grabbing his clothes tightly, this feeling made him feel over and over again that Xia Zijiao belonged to him.

Xia Zijiao was the fairy gate that Xia Zijiao was carried into when he returned to Chiyun Immortal Mansion. Without his cultivation, such a fairy gate is an unattainable mountain in his eyes, and he can't walk up it step by step.

The Chiyun Immortal Mansion was full of joy, and no one knew that their missing young master was about to return.

"I heard that Shaojun even found a way to heal his spirit veins when he went out this time. Is it true?" the servant girl asked in a low voice, unable to hide her excitement.

"The one with Shaojun is Yin Xuansheng. Think about who he is. Is there anything in this world that a demon god can't do?"

"The Demon God... I heard that he was reincarnated to destroy the fairy world, so we Chiyun Immortal Mansion will be fine, right?"

"What are you talking about, definitely not."

Although the word "devil god" is well-known outside the world, people have different positions and have different ideas. To the people outside the Chiyun Immortal Mansion, he is a Demon God, but to the people inside the Chiyun Immortal Mansion, he is Shaojun's Taoist companion, Shaojun's Taoist companion Even his own family, not to mention his sincerity towards Shaojun, their Chiyun Immortal Mansion is now the safest place in the Six Realms, so why not be happy.

Opening the furnace to refine the medicine and preparing the spirit gathering array, the Chiyun Immortal Mansion has already been busy.

Xia Zijiao and Yin Xuansheng fell out of his arms when they reached the outside of the Immortal Mansion, and they walked forward side by side, when the attendant guarding the Immortal Mansion saw them from a distance, they were overjoyed, and one of them ran inside to inform: "Young Master is back! Young Master is back!"

As soon as Xia Zijiao entered the door, he was greeted with the highest standard, and then went to meet his parents. They were busy refining medicine. Xia Zijiao went into the refining room to meet them, but they didn't have time to talk to him. He went back to his yard to rest first.

Xia Zijiao has long been used to his father and mother being like this. Although he has no time to talk to him or talk to him, he is always working on his affairs, but... children always feel a little lonely.

This time, I don't know if it's because Yin Xuansheng is still by his side when he grows up, but he doesn't feel lost and lonely, and he no longer longs for his parents to look at him more.

"Father and mother, pay attention to your health. Mr. Xuan and I will step back first."

The two returned to Qingzhuyuan, rested for a day, and then the medical treatment was put on the agenda intensively.

Chiyun Xianjun and his wife have always been worried about his frailty, worrying that even if he melts his soul, his lack of tempering body will not be able to withstand a strong soul, so they made a special medicine for tempering the body, even if it is Ordinary people can be reborn even after soaking for three days.

At this moment, Xia Zijiao looked at the pitch-black potion brought into his room, which was full of accumulation in the bathtub, exuding a strange smell. As the smell of the medicine diffused in the air, the burning sensation of the medicine was also continuously transmitted in the air. It feels like a punch.

Chiyun Xianjun and his wife knew that Yin Xuansheng had a good idea, and after a few instructions, they left to prepare for the spirit gathering formation, leaving Xia Zijiao and Yin Xuansheng in a daze beside the pool of potion.

To be precise, it was Xia Zijiao who was in a daze. He looked sideways at Yin Xuansheng, trembling in his heart, leaned down and stretched his fingertips out of the water, the next moment he gasped for breath and retracted his hand in panic, looking at his fingertips. A burning and tingling sensation remains.

it hurts……

Xia Zijiao took a deep breath again, wanting to stretch his hand in and feel it again, when he heard soft footsteps, Yin Xuansheng walked up to him and said, "Come here."

As he spoke, he pulled the young man into his arms, which meant obviously that he wanted to soak this potion with him.

Xia Zijiao put his arms around Yin Xuansheng's neck tightly, and took three deep breaths: "I'm fine, let's go clubbing."

Yin Xuansheng hugged the young man in his arms, stepping into the scorching medicine pond step by step, the young man's hand holding him tightened inch by inch, and the water flowed up inch by inch. His face was tense, his face was pale, and he tried his best to endure the pain.

The pain caused by the marrow washing medicine diffused from the skin to the muscles and bones, and invaded inward along the already weak spiritual veins, like a small blade cutting through the flesh and blood, running rampant in the body.

It hurts...it hurts...

The fingertips kept tightening, and he buried his head deeply into the neck of the person who was hugging him tightly, smelling the coldness of his body. He didn't like this smell at first, because his body was weak, and the coldness was too much. Yin and cold, only when he can touch Yin Xuansheng's body temperature at the same time, can he experience the freshness of this smell when all the coldness is removed.

But now smelling this scent, a slightly cold feeling enters his body along with his breath, and the strands of coolness ease the stinging and burning sensation caused by the marrow washing medicine. More coolness, an unconscious moan of pain.

"Xuansheng... Xuansheng..." His voice was hoarse, soft and full of pain: "Am I very useless..."

It's just a marrow wash. This kind of medicine seems to have no effect on Xuansheng. He raised his eyes in pain and found that his eyes were blurred. he.

The marrow washing medicine had no effect on him. He lowered his eyes and looked at him. His naturally cold eyes reflected his face in the darkness. He looked pitiful as he endured the pain and did not cry. .

The mist filled the air, covering the bridge of Yin Xuansheng's nose and chin with a layer of water vapor. Those eyes had never loved anyone or anything in this world so much, nor had they boiled silently like this.

He held up the boy's pale face, pressed the back of the boy's neck, and kissed him.

This is the first time, not a kiss on the forehead and cheek.

Lips and teeth intertwined.

Xia Zijiao was stunned for a moment, almost forgetting the pain caused by the marrow washing medicine. He kissed very carefully, drawing his attention away little by little, and controlling everything in an orderly manner.

long kiss...

After half an hour.

Xia Zijiao curled up in the soft thin quilt, and fell into a deep sleep. The marrow washing medicine had a great impact on him, and he probably had to sleep for a day and a night before waking up.

Yin Xuansheng dried his body for him, a section of arm stuck out from outside the thin quilt, white wrists covered with frost and snow, a section of thin jade and half a piece of thin shoulders, the young man's skin was already delicate, but after being soaked in the marrow washing medicine, his skin became even more textured Tight, restrained and moist.

Yin Xuansheng looked at the exposed shoulder, which could be called jade snow exquisite. After looking at it for a while, he leaned forward and tucked in the quilt for him.

Fingertips caressed the young man's cheeks, eyebrows and eyes, the expression in his eyes was dark and complicated, and it took a long time to lower his eyes.

"I said, I will treat you well."

Xia Zi's Jiaoyanyu trembled slightly, as if he heard this sentence, but in the dream, he didn't feel anything.

He fell into a dream again.

Still in that flower building, Su Zijiao was trapped in that room, the sandalwood was confused, the clothes were messy, he didn't allow Wu Wang to touch him, and Wu Wang didn't take off a single piece of his clothes.

Through layers of clothes, there are layers of etiquette, righteousness, and shame, and layers of dignity from aristocratic families.

He really was a ruthless villain.

The revolving shaft plucks the strings three or two times, and there is love before it becomes a tune.

Xianxian suppressed her voice and thought.

The low-brow letter procedure continues.

Gently gather, slowly twist, wipe and pick again.

Guan Yingyu's flower bottom is slippery.

Caressing the jade flute, crushing the chaotic clouds.

When Su Zijiao came out of that room, Xia Zijiao had a feeling from the bottom of his heart.

Su Zijiao was trapped in that room forever.

If Wu Wang stripped off his clothes, then at least he could hate Wu Wang's humiliation to him.

But Wuwang left him dignity, at the boundary line between dignity and shame, the place that was too narrow for him to stay, gave him a glimmer of hope to hide, curled up in Moxiu's hot embrace and tasted the fruits of sin.

"Leave him, okay?"

A voice suddenly rang in the ear.

Xia Zijiao turned around in panic, a pale figure was standing behind him, the boy opened his eyes wide for a moment, watching all this in disbelief.

"It's you……?"

The pale figure nodded slightly, and a light golden line flickered between his brows, like the light shining from the soul.

"It's me, you can call me Ah Yan." His face was slightly transparent, it was the face in Yan Bo's illusion, it was the person who appeared in his dream.

"Ah...yan?" Xia Zijiao frowned slightly, and said these two words with some difficulty. He knew that this person must be his good friend in the past, but now they are indeed strangers.

Li Yan seemed a bit reluctant when he heard him call his name, but who cares, he responded with a smile: "Well, Ah Qian."

"Is the word Qian in my previous life also?"

"Yes, the dragon enters the sea to dive."

"The bright moon reflects the water, the sun rises and the moon dives."

Li Yan seemed to be lost for a moment, but he still smiled and said: "It's also very good, but Ah Qian, you were never a moon in the water, you were a dragon, you were born to be a dragon, you were born to be No. 1 in the Six Realms, and you were born to be No. hope."

Xia Zijiao was silent for a moment: "There is no should in this world, everything is changing, it's actually a bit boring to cling to oneself as the number one in the world."

"Then follow me." Li Yan walked forward: "Do you know how that demon cultivator treated you later? Do you still want to be with him in this life?"

The illusion in front of him changed, and it turned into a huge feast in an instant. Countless demon cultivators, countless beauties. Women, sitting on the throne without arrogance, on that huge throne, between his indifferent and violent eyebrows, only one figure can make him give birth to a little bit. interest.

It was the boy who walked into the chaos, but was not affected at all, with a sword like a moon, and a young man dressed in white.

There is a section of snow-white wrist outside the sleeve, holding on to the slender sword, and his natural brightness and indifference are mixed into his eyebrows and eyes.

"This is the third time you have challenged him in Xixinhai. People in the six realms want him to die, but unfortunately no one can do it." Li Yan's voice became numb.

"He trapped you in Xixinhai for ten days, and then announced to the Six Realms that he wants to marry you. When I went to Xixinhai, he dared to hold you on his lap to meet guests."

"Okay, stop talking." Xia Zijiao interrupted him: "The past is the past. I agree that they are our past life, but I am not the former Su Zijiao, nor is Yin Xuansheng the former Wuwang. Their grievances are not because of Wuwang. Arrogantly announcing that the six realms want to marry him is not holding him in his arms to meet guests, it is because Wu Wang believes that he is evil, Su Zijiao believes that he is righteous, and if he believes in his position, he recognizes grievances, and doing nothing is also grievances."

"Are you saying Zijiao deserves it?"

"I'm saying that this world is sick." Xia Zijiao raised his eyes and stared at him: "If a person is born, he will have three thousand crimes. It is his destiny to support justice, and it is his destiny to carry the Six Realms on his back, whoever sets the rules and whoever makes the tacit statement."

Xia Zijiao looked at Li Yan's shocked expression: "I am his reincarnation, although I can't cultivate, I am not like him in many ways, but since I was born with such dissatisfaction and thoughts, it means that he already had such thoughts If you say that he is the hope of the Six Realms, I agree, at least he will think about what is right and what is evil, but you seem to think that both good and evil are born, and it is the way of heaven that marked the way."

Li Yan's expression gradually recovered, watching Xia Zijiao slowly showing helplessness: "So you already love him so much."

"People's hearts are biased. If I loved common people in my previous life, then I only love him in this life." Xia Zijiao collected his expression, his brows and eyes became cold: "Since you have appeared, then hand over Dingpo, so that Xuansheng will not kill you." You refine and suffer again."

"People's hearts are biased." Li Yan repeated, "A Qian, you are right, and I only favor you, so I will not let you repeat the same mistakes."