The villain is begging for mercy online

Dreams are always grotesque, he feels that he is in a vast ocean, and he is transformed into a small boat, floating and sinking in the waves.

From time to time, waves swept across the water and invaded his body, but he couldn't move, he could only feel it with his eyes closed.

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I don't know how long it took, but it was so long that Ye Junxuan felt that his whole body was starting to go numb, and then a satisfied sigh came from his ears, followed by the rustling of clothes and footsteps.

"Ye Junxuan, wake up..."

"Why is his cheek a little red? Is he having a fever?"

"No way, what should we do, let's go to the doctor to see..."

"Don't... I'm up." Ye was awakened by the sound, and when he heard that these people were going to find a doctor, he hurriedly interrupted.

I managed to sit up with my eyes open, but my back was so sore that I couldn't move, and a certain flower also felt very uncomfortable for no reason.

The two new disciples who joined Jianfeng had more or less heard of Ye Junxuan's name. Now that they met him, they knew why top leaders from all walks of life liked a man.

Not to mention this exquisite and gorgeous face, just to mention this temperament, it is not something ordinary people can resist.

They should have called this person Big Brother, but the new message from Jiutianzong said that he had been expelled from the sect, so they could only call him by his first name, and now he looked somewhat embarrassed.

Ye Junxuan didn't react too much, but his face was a little strange, but he still waved his hands with a smile: "I don't need your help here, Jianfeng's training time is tight, you go and get busy."

After hearing this, the two looked at each other in blank dismay and didn't say anything more, they handed over their hands and left.

He breathed a sigh of relief when there was no one else, his eyes circled around, and he stretched out his hand to slowly lift the quilt...

Hey!

Fuck???#?#??##

When you sleep, you wear a full fur coat, right?Should I wear it?Can anyone tell me where the underwear went?

"075, 075, who came here? Who came here and took off my clothes, can't you wake me up?"

Ye Junxuan roared "hysterically" in his mind, but secretly had an answer in his heart.

When the consciousness was blurred, the gasp next to the ear sounded very similar to Linggou!

075 pretended not to hear the question, beeped twice and crashed.

It just wants to have a more "intimate" communication between its host and the hero, isn't it right?Isn't it something that everyone likes to hear, why is the host so angry...

Ye Junxuan was itched by these two dog-like teeth, his trembling legs leaned on the edge of the bed and almost collapsed on the ground.

The sunlight outside the window fell on the ground along the gap, and the morning air was still a little bit cold.

Oh shit!It turned out that I slept for a whole night, no, I was slept for a whole night, oh!

Angry and irritable in his heart, someone with a good temper couldn't help but smashed the wall with his fist.

Spiritual power movement is the best way to eliminate discomfort. After a few weeks of spinning, the discomfort in his body has mostly healed, and his anger can barely be suppressed.

Ling Chenyuan looked at it in the void, his eyes overflowed with a doting smile, his brows were stretched, and his hostility seemed to have disappeared.

But thinking of the news from Murong Jiao this morning, he couldn't feel happy either.

Mr. Ying Yu has regained the support of the Demon Race, and the current Demon Lord is more cold-blooded and cruel than before.Accepted an elder's suggestion to attack the world of cultivating immortals on a large scale.

My previous attack was just a reminder and a test. In fact, I just wanted to restrain those frenzied militants safely and securely, and find a way to make them slowly accept human cultivation.

And now... his mind is full of images of blood flowing into rivers...

Pomo at his waist felt the humming of the master's sudden killing intent, and red light splashed everywhere.

Ling Chenyuan released some devilish energy to appease it, and sternness and determination flashed across his face.

He is the only one who can fight that old immortal, not for the so-called position of Demon Lord, but only for senior brother alone.

And senior brother cherishes Jiutianzong and Jianfeng so much, how could he allow someone to destroy the only beauty?

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Ye Junxuan didn't know that so many things had happened, his top priority now was to think about how to make the magic circle well, and how to cast spells accurately and reduce the damage to his body.

Half a month passed quickly, and the meat fairy grass was fully mature, and it still looked like the outline of a person. Yu Yan and Tianyi set up restrictions in the cave to prevent the casting from being disturbed.

Dense rune spells unfolded underground and surrounded the fairy grass, and blue and white spots mixed with colored light burst and bloomed in a small space.

A young man in red clothes stood in the center, his black hair floated in the air with the fluctuation of spiritual power, and his fair skin was slowly healed after being scratched with bloodstains.

Finally, the light covered everything, and people outside the cave could no longer see the movement inside.

Ye Junxuan was concentrating on using the secret technique. Seeing that he was about to disperse the essence and blood at the last step, he smelled a strange sweetness.

The body fell down limply, and then a pair of hands accurately wrapped around his waist, trying to look up, a pair of dark red pupils came into his eyes.

Brother, why would you be willing to let you hurt yourself to save him?It's just that you can't ascend, so I'll do it for you.

Ling Chenyuan gently put the person aside, closed his eyes and stood up.

Cut through the fingertips, lock the magic energy and force out the blood with spiritual power, one drop or two... Countless blood drops merged into a thin blood stream and rushed towards the meat fairy grass.

First the face...then the body...the last hair...a familiar figure appeared on the stone bed, and after about half an hour, Lin Yun's body was completed.

Lifelike, even more handsome than before.

Even if he is extremely talented and has outstanding bones, after such a long period of loss of essence and blood, the injury is severe enough.

Ling Chenyuan withdrew his technique, only to feel his throat was sweet and his chest was tight.

After coughing violently for a few times, he vomited out a large puddle of blood. He stared at the trace for a long time in a daze. He laughed at himself, forced to release his devilish energy, squeezed the formula and disappeared on the spot.

If Lin Yun knew that his body was made by Ling Motou, who he hates the most, he would probably be furious, right?

After all, they are sworn enemies, and there is also "revenge for taking their wives".