Originally wanted to be Xianjun's apprentice

Shen Linyu didn't find Xu Yan around, and he was swept away by sleepiness and drunkenness. After thinking for a while, he dragged a slightly tired pace, and opened the door of the bedroom with his foot.

He was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open, and rolled into the ghost king's beauty couch.

This was the place he loved to stay most when he left it with a shameless face in the past.

After all, the ghost king is very busy, and he has to manage the [-]th floor of hell. He can't follow him all the time, so only when he stays in the ghost king's bedroom, those ferocious ghosts dare not come forward to make trouble.

The fog heart bell on the wrist rang slightly again.

Shen Linyu pressed it violently, then embraced the cloud-like soft quilt, turned inside out, and fell into a deep sleep.

This feeling is actually not stable.

But he was so drunk that he couldn't open his eyes, so he let the sky spin, the sea of ​​clouds changed, and unknown hands rubbed around his body, making noisy cloth and ring rings.

Very disturbing lucid dream.

Until a pair of cold hands gently patted the back of his hand.

He suddenly opened his sleepy eyes.

Noticing that there was no one around, he rubbed his hangover-swollen head, and stared dully at the bright red Kunpeng cloud patterns on the top of the bed, his heart gradually sour.

Xu Yanke really loves his skeleton spirit beast.

It's just that I didn't expect Xu Yan's taste to be not only scary, but also vulgar and rustic after a hundred years.He even fell in love with the bright red color, and even painted gold and embroidered phoenixes. Even on the pitch-black jade table, there were red candles and red glazed cups filled with messy melons and fruits.

Wherever the eyes can see, it is exactly the same red.

It's like a wedding night in a bridal chamber, sinking into the belly of a fish.

The overly strong color made his eyes tired, Shen Linyu couldn't help but yawned lazily, wanting to continue his good dream.

But at this time, the familiar and palpitating voice of an old friend sounded beside his ears.

"Xianjun, long time no see."

Shen Linyu subconsciously wanted to hide.

He was afraid that Xu Yan would ask him why he had been left alone in the mortal world for a hundred years.I'm even more afraid of Xu Yan's sharp indifference, maybe he will dislike him for meddling in his own business, and laugh at his stupid behavior of self-destructing his cultivation for being a reincarnation.

But those things that are ridiculous to the other party are all Shen Linyu's precious memories, and he doesn't want to be slandered easily.

So, Shen Linyu resorted to his usual trick, pretending to be stupid.

Shen Linyu lay drunk on the beauty's couch, half propped her head, and said casually, "It's you, Xu Yan..."

Before meeting Shen Linyu, Xu Yan thought of countless ways to take him as his own, making it hard for him to fly.

But when people really came to the front, there was another chance.If time goes back, do they have a better choice?

Xu Yan's eyes were as bright as the sea, thinking that he shouldn't be a mortal, and he felt compassionate and compassionate.

Xu Yan said: "Is Xianjun willing to accept me as a disciple now?"

Xu Yangui is the king of ghosts, why would he ask this?Shen Linyu was startled, could it be that he was trying to force him deliberately...

Shen Linyu: "I don't want to."

Xu Yan's pupils turned scarlet instantly, but he walked slowly to the couch and asked calmly.

"Why?"

Without raising her eyelids, Shen Linyu snorted, "Lazy".

The bedroom was silent for a moment, only the crackling of red candles could be heard.

Xu Yan's expression was unclear, and he broke the stalemate: "No, Xianjun is just afraid that the fate of the world will be too deep, which will delay your way to ascension."

Shen Linyu looked at his left cheek with red lines in a daze, and said against his will, "You know, why bother to ask..."

He still had a little fantasy about this person.

Xu Yan laughed sadly, and then pinched Shen Linyu's slender neck with one hand, "But it's up to the fairy to choose now."

Shen Linyu was extremely uneasy and said, "Come with the sword!"

Xu Yan smiled contemptuously, approached him suddenly, touched his forehead, and said coldly: "No one in Fengdu can draw a sword in front of me."

At the same time, Xu Yan's other hand slid along his heart to the empty dantian, and pressed down provocatively.

how come?

Shen Linyu felt a heaven-defying evil spirit, devouring all his spiritual power without leaving a single drop.

Shen Linyu followed his lowered hand to look, only to belatedly noticed that all the clothes on her body had been replaced with straight trains with dark red and black borders, the color and style were exactly the same as Xu Yan's, Except for the silver pattern on it, he is a phoenix, and Xu Yan is a phoenix.

Undoubtedly, it was when he was drunk that he moved his hands and feet just now.

Shen Linyu looked back at the blood-like red around him, and his heartbeat became more and more violent. He thought of Su Meng's face under the red hijab, Xu Yan's secret thoughts about him in the mortal world, and the debauched figure of the ghost king in the Nanfeng Pavilion in the old days ...

Could it be that Xu Yan also regarded him as that kind of plaything?

For the first time, Shen Linyu felt a heart of fear.

"Xianjun, I don't want to be under your sect now."

As the words fell, Shen Linyu's eyes widened, and the belt around his waist had been ripped off to the ground.

"Xu Yan, what are you doing!"

Shen Linyu's clothes were unbound, and they were loosely attached to his body.He saw Xu Yan stretching his hands in from under the crimson skirt, and he began to struggle desperately with his hands and feet, but he couldn't do anything to the ghost king during his complete victory, and now that he lacks spiritual power, he is even more like a mermaid.

Seeing him resisting, Xu Yan's pupils turned even redder. With a wave of his hand, four groups of white silk as thick as vines wrapped around Shen Lin's limbs, and then he pulled him into a humiliating "big" with all his strength. word shape.

Shen Linyu still couldn't believe it, he trembled: "Xu Yan, don't be like this..."

"What else?"

Xu Yan smiled coldly, leaned over to close his earlobe, and gently held it in his mouth, making it wet and flushed, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Xianjun, I am bound to win today. Instead of suffering, I would rather enjoy it. .”

Shen Linyu closed her eyes when she heard the words, a tear fell from the end of her eyes...

Xu Yan paused, then rolled the tears away with the tip of his tongue, and slowly rubbed his hands...

There was the sound of clothes being torn apart in the hall.

Shen Linyu couldn't help arching her body, and pulled the white silk apart forcefully, like a mussel in the deep sea, forced to pry open its double shell, revealing the immature and fragile soft meat and white and beautiful pearls.

Xu Yan is like the person who is best at playing the piano and making music, which makes him defeated.

Shen Linyu said with dull eyes: "Xu Yan, you can seal my spiritual power, but can you prevent me from realizing my meridians?"

Xu Yan raised his head from under him, revealing an emotional and ascetic face.

That person who obviously made his heart beat faster and dazzled him was doing the most infamous thing despicably and shamelessly.

Shen Linyu turned his head away, the humiliation of being forced, the pain of ignorance, and the unwillingness to be trampled, almost tore his soul into pieces, tormenting him into a puddle of loose sand.

But Xu Yan just shook the fog heart bell on his wrist, and the gold and silver fog heart bell on the hands of the two of them were revealed on their hands, so matching and beautiful, Xu Yan squeezed his five fingers into the seam of his hand forcefully, rubbing it back and forth full of hints, and then Said the cruelest things in the most gentle tone.

"If you seek short-sightedness, I will announce the entrance of Wujitian to the Six Realms."

Shen Linyu's eyes turned red instantly. She never expected that the close relationship between the two of them back then would become evidence that Xu Yan threatened her!

He stared at Xu Yan viciously, with hatred in his eyes.

But in Xu Yan's eyes, it was that the clothes were torn, the beauty was humiliated, she had been molested and had no dignity, but she still had red eyes, hard muscles and bones, and refused to admit defeat.

This blow set Xu Yan on fire, grabbed the back of his fragile neck, and kissed him frantically.

Shen Linyu tried his best to bite him at first, but his strength is not immortal, so how could he bite the ghost king Xu Yan, instead, he opened the city gate wide, the loss outweighed the gain...

Later, he simply gave up struggling, and let Xu Yan suck his spiritual tongue, sweeping his insides, kissing him so hard that he couldn't breathe, his neck was raised unbearably, and his lips were numb...

Shen Linyu thought he would die like this, but Xu Yan didn't let him go so kindly, and deliberately separated some distance to teach him to relax for a while, and then left a sentence ruthlessly.

"I want you to see it with your own eyes."

He raised his legs and pressed them against the head of the bed.

Suddenly Shen Linyu's pupils opened wide, and his five fingers were inserted into Xu Yan's broad back, but he refused to make a sound.

Tears fell helplessly.

The red candles were still on that night, and the room was filled with the fragrance of pear blossoms.The figures of the two intertwined on the wall through the light, ups and downs, extremely lingering, never separated for a moment.

Finally, Xu Yan, who was breathing heavily, grabbed Shen Linyu's Adam's apple viciously, groaned, and buried him on the side of his neck, kissing his slack eyes and trembling body.

After a long time, Shen Linyu, who was covered in tears, messed up, and unconscious, was picked up and went to Tangchi.

……

——"Xu Yan, do you hate me?"

--"Yes."

In the dream, the rain of pear blossoms covered his red eyes.

When Shen Linyu woke up, there was endless redness in front of his eyes, the desperate redness of last night, and beside him was a wrinkled and cold brocade quilt.

Without tenderness and sympathy, he is just Xu Yan's vent.

Shen Linyu silently closed her red and swollen eyes, wrapped in the quilt and rolled inside, this rolling touched the wound from last night, and shrank back in pain.

Suddenly, a pair of cold hands pressed against his waist.

Shen Linyu didn't turn around, but buried his face in the quilt, unwilling to pay attention.

But that hand became even more presumptuous, it actually invaded no man's land, and Shen Linyu's teeth turned pale.

That hand patted his buttocks politely, and then said: "Don't move around, take some medicine."

Shen Linyu pushed Xu Yan away and stared at him with hatred.

Xu Yan frowned, stepped forward and put the ointment in Shen Linyu's palm, "You don't have to apply it, you will be at your own risk."

Then turned away.

Shen Linyu looked at the medicine in his hand, and threw it out with a dark face.

As night fell, Xu Yan came late, and as soon as he entered the hall, he was still lying on the couch just like the day, without changing his movements.

Xu Yan stepped forward and heard Shen Linyu's murmur: "Xu Yan...it hurts so much..."

The voice is so hoarse that I can no longer hear it.

Xu Yan was keenly aware of the scorching heat on his body, and then saw that the ointment had been smashed aside by him.

Xu Yan involuntarily gave him medicine, which made him moan and mutter in a daze, not like the dead fish face of yesterday.

Xu Yan's heart moved slightly, and an ulterior thought floated up.