A Guide to Feeding the Master of Time Traveling

Ruan Sili and Peng Jiuling looked at each other.

"Why did a maid suddenly come to wash up, did you say that before? How could I remember that we were just asked to wait in your room..." Ruan Sili asked with some doubts.

Peng Jiuling shook his head, "It's really just that we both need to change our clothes and wait here."

The two looked at each other and fell silent.

"Then shall we go out?" Ruan Sili asked.

Before Peng Jiuyu could express his position, the female voice outside urged again: "Holy Son, are you ready?"

"Okay, okay." Ruan Sili quickly responded outside, then turned to look at Peng Jiuling.

"This..." Peng Jiuyu was also a little embarrassed. After thinking for a while, he said, "You can ask again, but it is understandable to send a maid to wash up or something. After all, we have changed into our favorite clothes, but the head I haven't combed it yet."

After thinking about it, Ruan Sili felt that it made some sense, so he asked outside again: "Who sent you here?"

The woman outside said: "It's the right protector."

Peng Jiuyu was taken aback, and quickly waved his hands, "How could it be me... All of this was arranged by the four elders, and I didn't arrange anything."

Ruan Sili's eyes widened: "Then... that... the one outside is... Situ!?"

Peng Jiuling frowned: "I'm afraid it's him, but don't panic, I have my own way."

As he spoke, he dragged Ruan Sili to the bedside, Ruan Sili looked at the brightly red wedding bed with trepidation in his heart.

"Right protector, what do you want?" Ruan Siri swallowed, "You are the left protector now."

Peng Jiuling waited angrily at Ruan Sili, and scolded, "What nonsense is the Holy Son talking about?"

With that said, he turned over and got on the bed, patted the empty space next to him and urged, "Holy Son, come up quickly, too."

"I..." Ruan Sili wanted to cry but had no tears, "You protect the right, don't be like this..."

Peng Jiulu's face darkened: "Holy Son, if you don't come up, we will be caught by Empress Situ."

Ruan Sili was heartbroken: Forget it, being caught by Empress Situ might as well have sex with Peng Jiu, and with Peng Jiu, it's not sure who will go up and who will get off.

Seeing his death-defying expression, Peng Jiuyu was speechless: "Holy Son, what's wrong with you?"

Ruan Sili thought to himself: "Lou Duan, Huang Ronglu, I'm sorry for you, this is all for escape."

"Come on." He said, closed his eyes, took off his coat and lay down.

Peng Jiu Ling: "..."

"Son, what are you doing..." Peng Jiuyu was speechless.

"Don't you have to talk to me so we can escape?" Ruan Sili's expression was very innocent, "Although I have 1 reluctances in my heart, but... Hey, you have betrayed my love, and you have owed your conscience."

Peng Jiuling showed disbelief in his eyes, as if he was looking at a scumbag.

Ruan Sili was a little embarrassed by Peng Jiuyu's look, "Well, right protector..."

Peng Jiuling patted a pillow on the head of the bed expressionlessly. Suddenly, the bed board collapsed. Ruan Siri suddenly felt that he was suddenly weightless, and then he felt the bed board making a "click, click" sound and began to move downward.

Ruan Siri: "!!!"

Peng Jiu Ling: "..."

Ruan Sili asked excitedly: "Guardian Right, what kind of black technology is this? It's really cool."

Peng Jiu Ling's face was paralyzed, and he was still immersed in the great harm Ruan Sili had caused him, unable to extricate himself.

"Right protector, tell me!" Ruan Sili still felt very novel, this is simply an ancient elevator, the Demon Cult is so high-tech, it's amazing, right protector, your bed is so amazing, does the left protector know?What do you do if you accidentally press the switch when you are doing those things that cannot be described below the neck at night?

Ruan Sili looked at Peng Jiuyu with unusually bright eyes.

"Cough," Peng Jiuyu ignored Ruan Sili's puppy-like shining eyes, and whispered, "This is a secret passage, and there are many small branch roads in it, leading to various places of the Demon Cult."

Ruan Sili asked: "Oh my god, it's really cool, how many people know about this secret channel?"

Peng Jiulu said: "This secret passage was built many years ago when the Devil's Cult was founded. Only the leader, the four elders, Sun Moon Mingzun, and the left and right protectors know about it." After thinking about it, he added, "Now there are holy Son, then the Son also knows."

Ruan Siri nodded confusedly.

"Wait," Ruan Sili grasped an important point, "Who knows what you said just now?"

Peng Jiuling repeated it in doubt.

"Ahhhh!" Ruan Sili shouted, holding his head, "You said Sun Moon Mingzun, so it doesn't mean that Empress Situ also knows about this secret way?"

Peng Jiuyu nodded: "He used to hold an important position in Mingzun, so he naturally knows."

Ruan Sili: "...but I can see that your expression is not nervous at all?"

Peng Jiulu smiled confidently: "There are at least hundreds of forks in the secret passage. How does he know which one we have entered?"

Ruan Sili: "...You seem to make a lot of sense, but I can't refute it."

While the two were talking, the surrounding light became darker and darker, until finally it was completely unclear what the surroundings looked like. At this time, the bed board had landed and reached the bottom of the passage.

Ruan Sili stood up, groped and pulled Peng Jiuyu up again—Comrade Peng Jiuyu was wearing a fancy dress, and it was very inconvenient to move in the dark. As the saying goes: If you don’t work, you won’t die. At this moment, Ruan Sili is very satisfied with his body Dahongpao looked rather shabby.

It was pitch black all around, and you could barely see your fingers, Ruan Sili said excitedly: "You protector, according to the general routine of martial arts novels, at this moment, shouldn't you take out the night pearl to show the way!"

Peng Jiuyu shook his head: "Ye Mingzhu is so precious, how could I have that kind of thing, I heard that only the most expensive emperor in the palace uses it for lighting."

Ignoring Peng Jiuyu's last words, Ruan Sili deeply doubted the degree of funding shortage of the Devil's Cult.

Peng Jiuling grabbed the hem of his wedding dress with one hand to prevent them from being dragged on the ground, and groped on the wall with the other hand. After a while, he said "Yes", Ruan Sili leaned over to take a hard look, and couldn't tell it was a person. what.

But Peng Jiulu immediately produced sparks, saying: "There is a fire pocket hidden on the wall."

Ruan Sili: "Oh, this is Huodezi."

He looked at the thing in Peng Jiu Ling's hand. It was not at the same level as the legendary Ye Mingzhu. He also began to have doubts about the quality of life of the Demon Sect. There are mildew spots on the folder, okay?

Ruan Sili looked at Peng Jiuyu who was still groping for the wall, and asked, "The right protector, you've got the fire pocket, what are you still groping for?"

Peng Jiuling took out a large pile of fire notes.

Ruan Siri: "..."

Right protector, do you want to start a wholesale fire booklet after you go out?

"Are you short of fire pockets, right protector?" Ruan Sili asked, seeing that Peng Jiuling would not let go of the cracks in the wall, desperately looking for every place where fire pockets might be hidden, he was also drunk.

Peng Jiulu said seriously: "Situ Wu will come down in a while, if there is no Huozhezi, he will definitely be hindered."

Ruan Sili: "...God, you are so smart!"

Peng Jiu Ling: "..."

So Ruan Sili also joined the team looking for Huozhezi. The two of them groped forward all the way, and suddenly a huge stone block appeared in front of them, blocking the way. Writing two lines, he squinted his eyes and read out the neat traditional characters on it:

"If you're a... Brother Pao... come and love me."

"If you're a... beggar brother... go and get out."

Ruan Siri: "..."

"Damn, what the hell is this?!" Ruan Sili squatted next to the stone with his head in his hands, annoyed.

Peng Jiu looked carefully at the two lines of words that didn't know what they meant, and shook his head: "I can't figure out what it means, but it must be solving a puzzle or something."

Ruan Sili: "... just these two sentences to engage in puzzle games, is also drunk."

Peng Jiuling sighed: "We have no choice but to bite the bullet and accept what our ancestors left behind."

Ruan Siri, "..."

"Forget it, let's think about how to pass the customs in this place first. Ruan Siri interrupted Peng Jiu Ling listlessly, and sighed on the stone.

But a surprising thing happened, the stone shattered as if it couldn't bear his weight.

Ruan Sili didn't react, and fell into a pile of rubble on the ground.

Ruan Siri: "..."

Peng Jiu Ling was also stunned.

Peng Jiuling teased: "Others crush a boulder in their chest, but you crush a boulder in their butt."

Ruan Siri's pupils trembled wildly, and he quickly argued: "It wasn't my ass! I don't know why it broke all of a sudden, right protector, trust me!"

Peng Jiu Ling glanced at Ruan Sili with a questioning look in his eyes.

Ruan Sili was so embarrassed by Bai Lianhua's calm gaze, he decided not to look at Peng Jiuyu anymore.

The stone was broken, and the intersection came out. The two hurried forward, and there were really many strange roadblocks along the way.

"Who designed it, Shenjingbing!" Ruan Sili roared as he looked at a wooden guide sign in the middle of several forked roads. Go to the back garden of the Demon Cult, and go right; if you want to go to the heart of the leader of the Demon Cult, go straight down, the first room on the right, take off your pants and lie on the bed.

Peng Jiulu was also blushing, as if a child was peeking at an 18X novel.

Ruan Sili looked at his expression and understood.

Hehe, I'm so happy, I laughed at his ass before, now it's time for Ruan Siri to laugh at Peng Jiuyu's ass.

This street sign should be changed. The leader of the Devil's Cult should be changed to the Left Protector of the Devil's Cult, and the address should also be written as the Left Protector, and an example can be written next to it: The X-generation Right Protector of the Devil's Cult is effective in personal testing.

"People in the Demon Cult have weird temperaments, so there's nothing strange about it." Peng Jiuyu avoided Ruan Sili's strange gaze, and walked forward with a blushing face.

Ruan Sili let out a weird and obscene laugh, and quickly followed Peng Jiuyu's pace.

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