The little crying bag became the furnace of the demon king

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"No more, nothing else..." Zhaoyan was afraid that Xiao Su would get angry, so he sat obediently on the spot and stopped struggling.

After replying, seeing that Xiao Su didn't make a sound, he was worried that Xiao Su didn't like such a short answer, so he told the other party what he did today in detail: "Fengyue took me away in the morning, let's go to the pharmacy, met Brother Fengyue.

Then Fengyue read a book, and after I finished taking the medicine, she asked someone to give me a pastry.

I came back at night, here, I was very homesick, and cried accidentally. "

"You met Zhexi."

Xiao Su obviously knew Zhaoyan's actions well, and now he seemed very satisfied with Zhaoyan's answer without any concealment, and stopped pressing hard on the opponent's shoulder.

Instead, provocatively, it marched along the shoulder blades, outlining the curve of his shoulders.

Zhao Yan's face instantly turned red.

His slender eyelashes trembled uncomfortably, and his body gradually stiffened under the opponent's wide palm.

He intermittently said: "Well, Fengyue also calls him Zhexi."

"The deity let him kneel on the ice for a day, you are satisfied."

Zhaoyan opened his eyes wide in surprise: "Why do you have to kneel..."

Is it because Zhexi offended Mozun?

Kneeling on ice? !

Will Mozun treat himself like this in the future?

If I had a mortal body and knelt on ice for a day, my legs would definitely break...

"Why." Xiao Su's voice sank, the domineering and wild eyes in his eyes made him look like a wild wolf protecting his food, "because he is not qualified to talk about the deity's things."

After Zhaoyan heard his words, his body froze.

His eyelids slowly lifted, and his lips moved: "For... me?"

Xiao Su didn't reply directly: "I've been scolded for my furnace. Do you think I'll just sit back and watch?"

Zhaoyan's eyes trembled, and he stared at Xiao Su for a long time without changing his expression.

Xiao Su took a cloth aside and threw it on him: "Wipe yourself clean."

Only then did Zhaoyan move, he clenched the cloth tightly, and slowly lowered his eyes: "Thank you, although your punishment is heavy, I know you are helping me..."

Xiao Su stood aside, raised his eyebrows slightly: "It's worthless."

Hearing this, Zhaoyan smiled with red eyes: "Well, I'm not promising."

Xiao Su's lips curled up slightly, his mood improved a little, and he even patiently waited for Zhaoyan to get dressed, and went to the bedside with him.

Zhaoyan followed behind, Mozun was scary when he was angry, but Zhaoyan didn't seem to be so afraid of him now.

After Zhaoyan climbed onto the bed, Xiao Su felt his pulse and found that the other person's body hadn't changed, so he sat on the bed and fell into samadhi.

Zhaoyan looked at Xiao Su curiously, is he meditating?

Xiao Su's long hair floated slightly in the air, and there was evil spirit all over his body.

Having seen such unnatural phenomena many times, Zhao Yan seems to have gotten used to it.He was no longer surprised, but obediently stayed by the side.

Nearly an hour later, Xiao Su still closed his eyes and remained motionless.

Zhaoyan yawned several times, he was really sleepy, and finally mustered up the courage to lie down first, shrinking his body to a very small size, for fear of delaying Xiao Su.

Not long after he fell asleep, Xiao Su suddenly opened his eyes.

The murderous intent filled the pupils, making his face even darker and more terrifying.

After the battle with Lingshan Yun Xiangyi 2000 years ago, the evil spirit of the Demon Lord permeated the world for a long time, destroying countless villages and trees, and causing the world's people to die.

At that time, Yun Xiangyi had already reached the level of Mahayana, united with many sects, and tried his best to suppress the influence of the demon king.

In the end, Xiao Su's demon body was damaged, his cultivation base was halved, and he was seriously injured and fled.

He took the few demon cultivators left and hid in the cold mountain, keeping a low profile.

But even if it took thousands of years to repair, even if he survived several calamities during the period, each time he narrowly escaped death, after waking up, Xiao Su's realm still stopped at Mahayana, strangely unable to improve.

At the same time, Yun Xiangyi's title of Lingshan Immortal Venerable was spread, presumably he had successfully crossed the catastrophe and became an immortal.

But Xiao Su reckoned that he was not the only one who was seriously injured back then, and Yun Xiangyi's realm would not improve so quickly, so a few days ago, he sent out a spirit body to find out the news, but failed for several months.

But in Lingxi at the foot of Lingshan Mountain, he met the unconscious Zhaoyan who was lying on a stone in the water and was almost washed away by the stream.

The good-smelling tripod fragrance wafts around Zhaoyan, sweet and greasy like a peach, it can easily make the mouth dry, and it is impossible not to stop and stay.

It turned out that he had reached the realm of breaking away from the seven emotions and six desires in the mortal world, Xiao Su thought that there was nothing in his heart except hatred.

The unexpected appearance of Ke Yan brought many surprises.

Unexpected emotions, and unexpected surprises that may help him break through the Mahayana realm.

Xiao Su stopped the flow of breath around his body, and all the evil spirits subsided.

He turned his head to look at Zhaoyan who shrank into a small ball beside him, his eyes darkened.

If God does not take, you will be blamed.

If the time doesn't work, you will suffer from it.

If everything is destined, then revenge is expected to be imminent.

Zhaoyan woke up in Xiao Su's arms.

He raised his head and stared blankly at the man who was close at hand, his eyes didn't move, as if he hadn't woken up, but also seemed to be frightened.

"You are different from ordinary people here." Xiao Su's hand landed on the back of the other's neck, fingertips gently stroking the glands under the smooth skin, "Why?"

After asking the question, seeing that Zhaoyan did not open his mouth to answer for a long time, Xiao Su curled his lips into a smile, and stubbornly increased the strength in his hand a little.

Sure enough, Zhao Yan's beautiful eyes were quickly clouded with grievance, and he dodged to avoid his touch: "It hurts..."

"Your tripod fragrance doesn't come from your body, but from your neck." Xiao Su said.

"Yeah." Zhao Yan sat up straight, his eyelashes were slightly wet, like butterfly wings soaked in rain: "You can't touch here."

"Really." Xiao Su leaned on the head of the bed, propped one leg up, with a flirtatious and arrogant posture, "Last night, the deity only touched your neck, and you kept pushing into the deity's arms, humming very wildly."

As if emphasizing, he emphasized the pronunciation of the last two words.

Zhaoyan blushed to the tips of his ears when he was told, he turned his head, wanting to deny it, but he couldn't.

It is indeed comfortable for the gland to be treated tenderly, and touching and kissing can bring him great physical pleasure.

This is the programmed program in the omega body.

Zhaoyan cannot be changed.

"You haven't answered the deity's question yet."

"what?"

"Neck." Xiao Su seemed unhappy again, his eyes and tone sank together.

Zhao Yan pursed his lips.

He tried it, said that he was an omega, that he was not a furnace, Xiao Su would not want to believe it.

There is also a good chance of getting angry.

So Zhaoyan shook his head: "I don't know... I was born like this."

"Come here." Xiao Su ordered.

Zhaoyan was stunned for a moment, then moved his body and approached Xiao Su.

Xiao Su pulled him into his arms, let Zhao Yan lie in his arms, and looked at the other's glands curiously.

The skin here is very beautiful, with a fragile and fragile beauty, and the faint peach flavor exudes, which makes people want to bite it down.

Zhaoyan was flustered, Xiao Su was interested in his glands, which was not a good thing.

So when Xiao Su reached out to touch the back of his neck for the second time, he hurriedly said, "Are you going to the medicine room today?"

Xiao Su frowned, and pulled him up from his body: "Go back to the bedroom at noon, and I will take you out for a while."

"Going out?" Zhaoyan was a little delighted, "Where are we going?"

Xiao Su is really too vicious, looking at Zhaoyan's eyes that were shining with joy, he couldn't help but bully him: "Go and burn, kill and kidnap, and do all the bad things in the world. Don't forget, this deity is a demon cultivator. He is cruel and merciless, disregarding human life."