After coaxing old enemies into avatars

The person in front of him froze, and Sheng Huaizhao got angry, first broke away from his hand, and then approached: "Shocked? But I'm sorry, that's what you did to me before."

He is used to pushing an inch forward, taking ten steps forward when others take one step back. The exquisite and beautiful outline melts in the afterglow of the moon, so bright that people can't take their eyes off.

Yun Jian subconsciously avoided his eyes between the narrow bed curtains, knowing clearly that he was making trouble for no reason, but subconsciously tolerated and backed down.

The hazy broken light is like icing sugar scattered into the field of vision, permeating between Sheng Huaizhao's disheveled and exposed collarbones. The loose coat is wrapped behind his arms, and his thin shoulders and neck are undoubtedly revealed.

Like the charming young master who was hidden in the deep part of the pavilion, seductive and lingering insatiably.

Imagination is deadly.

Yun Jian quickly restrained his presumptuous thoughts for a moment, and covered his panic with a deep voice: "Full of nonsense."

"Don't believe me?" Sheng Huaizhao sneered, spreading his slender fingertips and pressing on his chest, "This is the second time I've asked you, when I'm so close to you, are you here like a bubble?" Shuang, even the pain on your body has dissipated by three points?"

The slightly cool palm was pressed against the collarbone, and through several layers of clothing, Sheng Huaizhao clearly felt the direction of Yun Jian's muscle texture for the first time.

It is just right and strong, completely different from the thinness that Sheng Huaizhao saw with his eyes. The place where the blood was blurred in the memory has now completely healed, and the throbbing heart is full of vigorous vitality.

Sheng Huaizhao's previous domineering dissipated three points, and he seemed to realize at this moment that his words and deeds were intimate and out of bounds.

He was slightly startled, and met those deep pupils unexpectedly.

The heartbeat in the chest and the pulsation under the palm stepped into a consistent rhythm at this moment.

For a while, there was only lively laughter outside the window in the house.

"...Ha, it's a very fast dance." Sheng Huaizhao preemptively wanted to take back the home court, "You still don't admit it?"

Bingshan, who was pretending to be cold and reserved, was clearly disturbed, yet he interrogated him with a cold and selfless expression.

Shameless.

The young man's icy fingertips suddenly clasped his wrist, and that lonely and thin wrist was instantly locked in Yun Jian's hand.

Yun Jian's body temperature was higher than his. Realizing this, he waited for the nonsense words to suddenly crash into Sheng Huaizhao's mind seven times a night before, and he regretted so much that he wanted to eat his own tongue.

But the person in front of him just rudely dragged him off the bed, and quickly pulled up the quilt to block him, with a clear look: "It's absolutely impossible."

"Impossible?" Sheng Huaizhao put one hand on the stacked quilts, "Then what are you resisting..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he rolled to the ground because of the empty hand.

Grass...why is this bed so small.

But the pain of falling to the ground woke Sheng Huaizhao up. He was just talking fast, not really fanning the flames... Now the goal has obviously been achieved.

"Aren't you curious why you're here?" Sheng Huaizhao stood up quickly, and only turned his face slightly when his back was facing him, "Ming Shun and I saved you from the Yanfeng faction, believe it or not. "

After finishing speaking, Sheng Huaizhao slammed the door and walked out.

The hand that almost made a big mistake just now was firmly grasped, and he took several deep breaths to stabilize his mind.

The system whispered: Host, you are so fierce.

Fierce in every sense of the word.

Sheng Huaizhao coughed uncomfortably and walked to the next room.

But after hesitating for a while, Sheng Huaizhao still didn't push the door open. The little monk had almost become his and Yunjian's nanny during this time, so he didn't have the cheek to disturb him to rest now.

The lanterns on the first street are like daytime, the street is very lively, the faces of passers-by are all smiling, and there are two festive lantern buildings at the end of the long street.

The moon is round, hanging in the sky of night, softly dyed with light, completely different from the night when he climbed out of the coffin.

"Master, are you going to enjoy the lantern?" The clerk in the store passed by and said with a smile, "I heard that there will be a dragon lantern dance at the Lantern House. If you are interested, you should go to occupy the front row as soon as possible. There are lactose balls in the store, leave them for you bowl?"

Sheng Huaizhao nodded: "Okay."

First go out for a walk to calm yourself down, and then squeeze in the little monk's room when you come back. This is his last tenderness.

Walking alone in the crowd, Sheng Huaizhao realized that his hands hurt a little from the cold, and the winter in the cultivation world was not much warmer.

He has forgotten how old he was when the last Lantern Festival was celebrated, and festivals that can be related to reunion seem to be far away from him.

Sheng Huaizhao thought a little farther away, his eyes fixed on a point in the distance, and he didn't notice the various gazes cast from his side.

Meixianyu has a unique geographical location, it is the intersection of several great immortal domains, many disciples of cultivators will pass by here on weekdays, and many small sects will come out to join in the fun during the festival.

Sheng Huaizhao wore a plain white robe, he was so handsome and handsome, he caught the eyes of many Yinxiu.

When he stopped to look at the lamp in a small stall, two passing female cultivators couldn't help but stepped forward: "Could it be that the young master is single?"

Sheng Huaizhao was holding a rabbit lamp, looking sideways and bowing his head.

His youthful response aroused the kindness of the female cultivator, and she whispered: "Young master, it is best to take two servants with you when you go out. Recently, there is a skinning demon cultivator who is making troubles in these southern states, and he only picks out beautiful young people. "

Skinning magic repair?

The flickering candles in the rabbit lamp concealed the dark light in his eyes, Sheng Huaizhao showed a smile: "Thank you for reminding me, if you don't dislike it, please accept this lamp?"

The female cultivator lowered her head, only to realize that the rabbit lamp was so lifelike, as pure, kind and lovely as the young man in front of her, she blushed immediately.

After bidding farewell to the nun, the smile on Sheng Huaizhao's face disappeared suddenly.

This protagonist is really ill-fated, but he can meet this kind of weird villain even if he wants to heal his injuries for a while.

System: Host, no matter how bad our fate is, we should follow our plot line.

"What plot line?"

Seeing Sheng Huaizhao's really ignorant expression, the system broke out in a cold sweat: We, aren't we the villain's cannon fodder in the book?Before being killed by the protagonist, you have to work hard to create your own value and become the new demon king that everyone in the world fears.

"My demon core has been dug out, and you still want me to be a demon king?"

System: ...But this is a task you must do.

According to the plot of the original book, Sheng Huaizhao escaped death after awakening to the yin body, returned to the Sheng Mansion and was abandoned by everyone. He made up his mind to be at odds with the world, and then began to roll.

Break into the Demon Realm to subdue the ancient monsters, forge weapons, double practice with others to improve their cultivation, and breed offspring to build their own power, and then replace the current Demon Lord to dominate half of the realm of self-cultivation.

Sheng Huaizhao: "Sounds very inspirational, but what's the use, am I just a stepping stone for the protagonist to become famous all over the world?"

System: Well, after all, this is the way to fill up the task progress bar, otherwise you will stay in this book forever.

Endlessly entangled with the main character with split personality.

Sheng Huaizhao let out a long sigh.

It's so annoying, what's the difference between this and a social animal who clearly resigned but had to go back to work because the quota was not met?

Annoyed, he kicked the stones under his feet into the river, looking at the shattered ripples of the lamp shadow, he suddenly raised his head.

The system noticed that his expression was getting serious, and immediately followed up: What's wrong?Is there anything unusual?Still that peeling face...

"No." Sheng Huaizhao frowned, "Where is this place?"

The system was silent for a moment.

So host, you have been walking around for so long without remembering your way?

This place is far away from the lamp building, and it is the edge of the bustling, like a place where kidnapping and assassination will happen in TV dramas, but when I came out, I didn't even know the name of the inn, and I didn't even have a place to ask for directions.

Sheng Huaizhao looked around, and his irritated mood due to getting lost calmed down a little when he saw a white dress not far away.

Although the distance is far away, the slender and proud back reveals a strong sense of familiarity.

……No way.

Blocking the chattering system in his mind, Sheng Huaizhao continued walking along the river as if he didn't see the figure.

System: Host, there is an enchantment here in Meixianyu, if you go out and meet jackals, tigers and leopards...

"Then eat enough." Sheng Huaizhao replied.

System: ... Oh, I forgot that you were the one who swallowed the tiger in one bite.

Of course, Sheng Huaizhao didn't come out just to "eat". He wanted to set out the line to see if he could fish out the human navigator that had been following him for a long time.

In a place where there are few people around, a heavy layer of yin envelops Sheng Huaizhao's limbs, and the cold and evil energy of the wilderness is no longer suppressed, entangled wantonly.

Sheng Huaizhao originally had a yin-inducing physique, and it was easy to provoke some evil spirits and ghosts.

The system scans around: the wild wolf, which feeds on carrion, has been entrenched on the mountain for a long time and is more vicious than ordinary wild wolves.

If this kind of wolf eats people for a long time, it will condense a demon core and become a wolf demon.

As the wind swept across the woods, the wild wolf that had been dormant for a long time jumped out of the mountains, and rushed towards Sheng Huaizhao with its teeth and claws.

The blood splattered and sprinkled on the rough road together with the moonlight.

Sheng Huaizhao was unscathed, but the wild wolf was killed by the sword.

The white clothes and holding the sword landed on a dead tree, and the wind swept his clothes lightly, like a butterfly's wings folded on a branch, Yun Jian covered the wolf's blood with his hands and threw off the blade, and put the sword back into its sheath The action is clean and beautiful.

The moonlight fell on Yun Jian's slender eyelashes, like the thin winter frost, revealing the loneliness and coldness that is out of reach.

The author has something to say:

To summarize:

During the day, he is a coquettish little cat, who walks step by step, rubs and sticks around his feet, loves to pester you most, wants to play with you with fur balls, and wants you to feed him.

At night, it is a vigilant milk meow, who will harass people at every turn, observe secretly, and will actually follow you secretly if you are not close on the surface.