Raiders of the fast crossing target characters

Now, I am going to try to slow down the fusion speed of the demonic heart in your body. " Zhuoxi said to Luo Hanyan.

Luo Hanyan was taken aback for a moment, then closed his eyes obediently.

He was willing to do whatever the young man wanted to do to him.

A cool spiritual force flowed from the opponent's palm into his body, entered from the heart, and went straight to the outside of the atrium.It circled twice in the atrium, tentatively and slowly dripping into the heart.

This is an extremely important position, and the life of the young man may be involved at any time. Zhuoxi is very cautious and cautious, for fear that his hand shaking will cause any harm to Luo Hanyan.

What he didn't know was that Luo Hanyan was enjoying it very much at this time, because the spiritual power was very soft and delicate, which brought him a very comfortable feeling.

Involuntarily, he also calmed down, followed Zhuoxi's spiritual power, and began to practice.

After Zhuoxi withdrew his hand, he saw that Luo Hanyan still had his eyes closed, as if he was cultivating, so he couldn't help laughing.

That's all, then don't bother him.

— about an hour later.

Luo Hanyan opened his eyes, facing the empty end of the bed, he subconsciously wanted to get out of bed, but felt something warm and soft pressed by his left hand.

Turning his head, the young man was sleeping next to him, on the inner side of the bed, sleeping in an upright position, with his hands folded above his lower abdomen.

As soon as he was pressed, he opened his eyes and looked at him.

The young man looked calm, but he looked at Luo Hanyan so that the top of his head was about to smoke. He realized that the place where he pressed his hand just now was exactly the thigh of the other party.

This……

"The food is on the table, just let the waiter heat it up, go and eat." Zhuo Xi told him, as if he didn't care about it.

Seeing him like this, Luo Hanyan finally let go of his tension, and at the same time felt that his stomach was really empty, so he got out of bed and went to eat.

When he came to the table, he turned his head and asked, "Mr. Dao, do you want to eat?"

Although the young man had already fasted and did not need to eat, Luo Hanyan always felt that it seemed strange to eat alone.

"No, I'll take a nap." The young man replied, and then closed his eyes again.

Afraid of disturbing him, Luo Hanyan ate very slowly, but he ate very quickly, and he finished eating in a short time.

He cleared the table and took the dishes and plates down to the innkeeper.

Then go back to the room and gently close the door.

The young man seemed to be still asleep, he walked slowly to the bed, raised his hand to untie the bed curtain, and while he was undoing it, his gaze could not be taken away from the face of the person on the bed.

After watching for a while, the young man's eyelashes moved slightly, and then slowly opened his eyes.

"Go to sleep." Seeing him standing by the bed, Zhuo Xi said to him, and then moved the quilt to his side, "Come up and rest up, and continue on the road tomorrow."

"...Okay." The young man squeezed the quilt, and lay down slowly with some stiff body muscles.

Sleeping in the same bed, some images that the boy had fantasized about began to appear again, and they couldn't help replaying in his mind.

Luo Hanyan's heart began to beat like thunder again, he was afraid, afraid that the young man would discover his strange emotion.

If the young man knew that he had such thoughts about him... he would definitely turn around and leave without looking back.

The young man is full of vigor, trying to control his body so that there are no mistakes, but the faint incense from the person beside him fills the tip of his nose, disturbing the young man's heartstrings.

A distance of an arm away, Zhuo Xi still felt the violent heartbeat of the person beside him. He couldn't help laughing in his heart, thinking that this physical reaction was really honest.

But there is a question, can Luo Hanyan sleep like this?

So he took the initiative to speak and chatted with the boy.

"What kind of people are your parents?"

Luo Hanyan paused.

"They... are all cultivators." The young man replied in a low voice, "My mother's cultivation base is not high, and my father is more powerful. They are very loving... I felt very happy living with them when I was young."

"No wonder." Zhuoxi said clearly, "No wonder you have made such obvious progress since you started practicing. It turns out that there are also reasons why you have been exposed to it since you were a child."

"should be."

"Then, why didn't you practice with your parents when you were young?" Zhuoxi asked curiously.

Luo Hanyan was silent for a while.

"Because... At that time, I felt that I didn't want to be a monk like them, but wanted to open a few shops and be a businessman."

His childhood dream had nothing to do with spiritual practice. Perhaps his parents were both monks, which made him feel a little boring about this matter, so he had another idea.

At that time, he was not sensible, and he felt that it would be better to earn more money than to cultivate.

It was only later that reality hit him hard and told him that if he had no strength, no one would be able to protect him.

He could only watch helplessly as the people around him left one by one.

So Luo Hanyan changed his mind.

He wants to become stronger and rely on his own strength to protect those around him.

Even though... At that time, there was no one around him.

But now... again.

He turned his head and glanced silently at the person beside him.

Zhuoxi noticed it, and he also turned his head to meet the boy's eyes.

"Businessman? Seems pretty good too." He commented.

"Not good." Luo Hanyan said softly, "I can only make money, and I can't do anything else."

"No matter what you want to do, as long as you do your best, it will not be in vain." Zhuoxi paused, "So, what changed your mind?"

Luo Hanyan became silent.

Zhuo Xi didn't continue to ask, he just looked at the boy, as if he was waiting for something.

After a while, Luo Hanyan finally spoke.

"Mr. Dao, if I say... the leader of the Lingxu Sect, Yu, is not as kind as he appears on the surface, would you believe me?"

"Believe it." Zhuoxi said, "Why don't you believe it?"

Luo Hanyan's eyes were slightly startled.

He didn't expect that the young man believed it so easily.

What kind of person is Yu Zhengyang, and he is just a nameless and insignificant disciple in the eyes of outsiders... His words have no weight at all.

So he didn't tell anyone that the only person who spoke this time chose to believe his words so firmly.

His chest was full of emotion, and the young man was a little speechless.

In this world... why is there such a person.

When he thought the whole world had turned into darkness, the appearance of this person lit up the only light in his dark world.

"Then, is your mother still there?" the young man asked again.

Luo Hanyan: "I walked with my father."

His tone and expression were calm when he spoke.

Zhuo Xi: Is that so...

"You don't need to say it." He turned his head, looked at the bed curtain above his head and said:

"—I guess I know."

As he had guessed before, Yu Zhengyang... and the death of Luo Hanyan's parents should be inseparable.

But Luo Hanyan is very sober. He knows that relying on himself now, there is no way for the world to believe him, so he chose to make himself stronger first.

It's just... but I didn't expect that there would be side effects.

Before he could achieve his goal, he ran into huge trouble first.

Right now... the demonic heart in his body has become his biggest obstacle.

His goal can only be shelved for the time being.

Luo Hanyan doesn't know if he can still do what he wants to do. Now that he is involved in the demon clan, everyone in the world of cultivating immortals will only treat him as hostile.

Except for the young man beside him... probably there will be no one else who believes what he said like this.

Just as he was thinking like this, suddenly the person beside him coughed heavily twice.

He immediately looked over nervously, and saw the young man put his hand on his lips, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and he seemed a little uncomfortable.

Luo Hanyan suddenly remembered that the young man had just used spiritual power for him to control the devil's heart.

At that time, he went to meditate and did not know what happened afterwards.

Could it be because of this...

He guessed right, it was because of this reason that Zhuoxi had a little problem with his body.

Although the spiritual power in this body was not repelled by the devil's heart, the devil's energy in the devil's heart was directly channeled into his spiritual veins through his spiritual power. Although there was not much, this body made it subconsciously There was a reaction, and the repulsion was violent.

In fact, he has been in poor spirits since just now, so he has been lying on the bed to rest.

I also didn't want the boy to see that I was sick in order to help him.

He will be very guilty, although in fact he thinks this is not a big problem, just rest and rest.

But in the end, he couldn't hold back and coughed out.

Luo Hanyan sat up and looked at him nervously.

"Are you all right?"

"It's okay, it's just a small problem." Zhuo Xi waved his hand, asking him to pour some water for himself.

The boy did so immediately.

He went over with the water, and Zhuo Xi had already sat up, leaning against the wooden railing at the head of the bed, looking uncomfortable.

"... Daojun, offended." He walked over, put water on the wooden cabinet next to him, then sat on the head of the bed, stretched out his hand to hold Zhuoxi's shoulder, and let him lean on his chest.

Zhuo Xi looked up at him in surprise.

At this time, the attitude is particularly firm.

It seemed that he was really nervous because of the two coughs he had just coughed.

The head of the bed is really cramped, and now there is a personal mattress, which is really much more comfortable.

Luo Hanyan's body was tense, he didn't care about being shy, he supported his arm with one hand, and reached for the bowl filled with water with the other.

But he accidentally pulled the bell wire on the side, and the bell rang a few times immediately.

"..." He didn't care about anything else, he just wanted to quickly pass the water to the young man.

Seeing the bowl of water delivered to her, Zhuo Xi raised her hand to take it, and the two fingers inevitably touched each other.

Luo Hanyan seemed to be scalded, and his fingers shook slightly, but he couldn't see it unless he looked carefully.

Zhuoxi saw it, and there was a little smile in his eyes.

After taking two sips of water, his throat felt much relieved. He returned the bowl to the young man, turned his head as if inadvertently, and rubbed against the young man's neck.

"..." Luo Hanyan's breath stagnated.

Zhuoxi could imagine that the other party's ears were probably too red at the moment, so he didn't look up to avoid embarrassment.

Hey, it's really comfortable to lean against, I don't want to leave at all.

There was a sound of footsteps, and then the door was pushed open a little, and the inn clerk leaned on the door and poked his head in, with a bright smile on his face:

"What is the order of the guest officer ringing the bell—er?"

The buddy stared wide-eyed, looking at the scene in front of him, feeling that he accidentally broke some secret.

"..." Luo Hanyan said, "I accidentally bumped into it just now."

"This, this..." The guy thought to himself, so... these two people actually have such a relationship.

He really didn't expect that these two people turned out to be a couple, obviously the age gap is quite big, one looks like 40 to [-] years old, and the other should be at most eighteen years old, right?

After living for more than 30 years, he has seen many scenes, and he has also met some guests who are as good as Longyang, right... that is, the age difference is bigger.

He hastily laughed twice: "Yes, I'm sorry, guest officer, for interrupting—"

Then he quickly closed the door and slipped away.

Luo Hanyan lowered her eyes, and was a little silent when she saw Zhuoxi's disguised uncle's face.

Zhuo Xi: ...Okay, don't make it so old next time, looking at that guy's eyes for a moment just now, it's like seeing a ghost.

He... really doesn't have an old cow to eat young grass.