I am poor, I installed [Quick Transmigration]

The world of comprehension has completely stopped.

The Battle of Lushanyuan resulted in the downfall of dozens of patriarchs, and those who survived had their cultivation completely destroyed, and their vitality in the cultivation world was severely injured, and they no longer had the capital to fight against the Demon Realm.

Everyone in the cultivation world huddled in their respective caves and watched for a long time, seeing that Yingzhu didn't mean to kill all the monks, so they slowly came out to move around.

Gradually, the main cities returned to their former prosperity, and after the forces in the cultivation world were reshuffled, many small sects emerged like sparks of fire.

Now monks and demon cultivators can be seen walking together everywhere on the streets, and the two worlds communicate with each other. The two groups of people who were originally at odds can now sit together calmly and drink tea and wine.

It was also at this time that everyone suddenly discovered how many people have fallen into demons during the years when their aura has been sluggish, and many friends around them suddenly lost contact because they could not resist the inner demons and degenerated into demon cultivators.In the past, the comprehension world talked about the demon's appearance, and after degenerating into a demon, they were worried about being discriminated against, and they were afraid that their relatives and friends would be implicated by them, so they cut off all contact with them before.

Now that the two worlds are connected, the comprehension world is generally less disgusted with the Demon Realm than before, and they can finally return to the comprehension world, return to the embrace of the family, and meet their friends.

In this way, on the contrary, it promotes the emotional exchange between the two worlds.

For a while, it was fun.

The entire comprehension world is recuperating.

……

When Rong Huai woke up, he was lying on the cloud bed, and when he opened his eyes, he saw layers of leaves above, and the sun shining on his face from under the branches, all peaceful and peaceful.

"Jiujiu——" Little Fenghuang and Ao Zhou rushed back and forth in the valley of flowers. In the distance, a large field of red sweet-scented osmanthus was in full swing. They rolled a few times and overwhelmed a large area. When the wind blew, the red petals flew all over the sky. dance.

Rong Huai really didn't understand why the little phoenix had a pair of wings and didn't use them. Instead, he fought with Ao Zhou in the mud every day like a rambunctious dog.

It hurts to see.

Withdrawing his gaze, Rong Huai snuggled into the broad chest behind him, Ying Zhu's big palm on his waist tightened, and he exhaled hot breath on the back of his neck: "Have you slept enough?"

Rong Huai turned over, buried his face in Ying Zhu's arms and let out a "huh".

Yingzhu's big palm lingered around his waist, so he discovered that there was a Nascent Soul in his inner mansion. , with white hair and amber eyes, and a small jade-white face that is pink and cute, it turned out to be completely different from the person in his arms.

I don't know why, but he had a feeling of intimacy with this little Nascent Soul at first glance.

As soon as the system was released from the shielded space, it bluffed and called out: "Host, you and Yingzhu have a child!"

Rong Huai rolled his eyelids: "That's not a child, it's a Nascent Soul."

As soon as he finished speaking, his heart suddenly moved. If he knew how to get out of his body, could he let his soul float out of this body and face Ying Zhu with his true face?Thinking of this, he told the system his guess.

The system immediately went back to look through the manual and found that there was no similar situation mentioned above. It hesitated and said: "Host, the guide didn't mention it, but it should be possible in theory..."

Rong Huai couldn't wait to turn over and sit up, thinking that there must be relevant records in Tianyanzong, so he went to Zangshuge to look through old books.

As soon as his body moved, Ying Zhu tightened the big palms that bound his slender waist: "What are you doing?"

Rong Huai put on obscene clothes: "I'll go to Zangshu Pavilion to see if there is a way to get out of the body."

"You want to get out of your body?" Ying Zhu stretched out his arms and hugged him into his arms, with a hoarse and lazy voice: "I can help you."

Rong Huai raised his face, Ying Zhu also looked down at him, his breath blended together, Rong Huai tugged at his sleeve: "Help me."

Ying Zhu is born with a demon body, there is no baby in the inner mansion, only the demon element, but he has the memory of ten generations of inheritance, even the monk's method of getting out of the body is easy to come by, he touched Ronghuai's cheek: "Kiss me."

Rong Huai leaned over and pecked at the corner of his mouth a few times: "Boom."

It was like scratching his boots, Ying Zhu hugged him and kissed him deeply for a long time before letting go.

"Lie your body flat, relax your limbs and ease your breathing..." Rong Huai lay flat on the cloud bed according to Ying Zhu's request, and when Ying Zhu's phalanx touched his brow, he felt his soul leave his body, and slowly opened his eyes, Ying Zhu Deep dark eyes were looking at him.

Through Ying Zhu's eyes, he saw his very familiar reflection.

The hair is piled up like clear snow, scattered from the graceful shoulders, the waist is grasped by a big palm, slender as if it can be easily folded, the eyelids tremble, and the eyes slowly open, slightly rippling golden clouds, like blooming swaying The glorious scene.

If the beauty of the original owner was already at the pinnacle of the cultivation world, he would be eclipsed by this face.

It is thick, gorgeous and expensive, which makes people unconsciously hold their breath and worship. I am afraid that it is only matched with the graceful, luxurious, beautiful and bright crown.

Ying Zhu's heart was beating fast, one beat faster than one beat, one beat heavier than another, Rong Huai blinked and asked, "Don't you have anything to ask?"

"Is this you?" Ying Zhu asked hoarsely.

Rong Huai blinked again: "Yes."

"It's so beautiful," Ying Zhu felt that his heart was beating so fast that it was about to burst, and he pulled Rong Huai into his arms and hugged him tightly, "Hey, let me hold you for a while..."

He is tall and burly, and Rong Huai is even more slender and petite when lying in his arms. Rong Huai's face is buried in his chest muscles, and he can hear his heartbeat beating wildly like a drum, and his slender and white fingers are hooked. sleeves, raised his head and asked, "Is it just a hug?"

Ying Zhu's breath was already unstable, and he forced himself to suppress it. Hearing such explicit words, he pinched his jaw and asked fiercely: "You like to tease me so much?"

Hearing this, Rong Huai tilted his head, and brushed his lips with the tip of his tongue. It was done by that graceful and colorful face, which was a great stimulus to Ying Zhu.

Ying Zhu's eyes were burning and oppressed. This scene caused the raging fire to engulf him in an instant, and all his reason was wiped out at this moment. Rong Huai was held down and unable to move with almost no resistance. Ying Zhu twisted and smiled grimly: "You send it yourself Came here."

Rong Huai's toes were straightened, and he watched Ying Zhu fall down, a cloud of black mist floated from the back of his heart, it was Ying Zhu's soul, and it wrapped him up in an instant.

The sky suddenly turned dark, the wind howled violently, and a pitch-black barrier expanded from the Phoenix tree until it completely enveloped the entire Flower Valley.

"Chirp!" Little Fenghuang and Ao Zhou rolled in the flowers, they were thrown out by the barrier without any defense, and the two balls hugged each other and rolled from the valley of flowers to the foot of the mountain, falling completely dazed.

"I seem to hear little phoenix calling?" Rong Huai subconsciously propped himself up when he heard little phoenix's voice.

In the black fog, a pair of hands reached out to grab his waist, and firmly restrained him. Ying Zhu put his eartips in his mouth and said: "It's my fault, you still have the heart to think about that little beast."

"Well……"

Rong Huai's eyes widened suddenly, and the unprecedented contact with the soul made his whole spine tremble, and misty mist filled his eyes for a moment. He regretted that he was not ready for such madness.

The soul is the softest and most real part of the whole body. Without the body, there is no buffer for the collision between the soul and the soul, which is frank and direct.

Rong Huai's eyes were blurred. This is his true body, but it was completely eroded from head to toe. He was pinned in mid-air by the black mist and could not move. He could only go crazy with Ying Zhu's madness. He watched his spirit and rationality until they blurred into a puddle of water and he was no longer awake.

The slender and fragile throat was strangled, Rong Huai was not allowed to escape, Ying Zhu forced him to face all this, he trembled weakly, raised the back of his neck and shook his head unconsciously: "It's ok... woo, really..."

"Where is this going?" Ying Zhu gently stroked his smoky cheeks, and raised his lips: "It's just the beginning."

Ying Zhu didn't seem to feel any fatigue, but Rong Huai gradually couldn't feel anything. His sense of touch, smell, and all senses were occupied by Ying Zhu, and his mind was dizzy. He could only recognize the figure in front of him, the whole world It seemed that everyone had quieted down, only him and Ying Zhu were left.

Consciousness falls and annihilates in a trance amid overstimulation.

The mind-soul intertwining lasted for ten days, but Ying Zhu was still unsatisfied. He easily lifted Rong Huai to continue, but Rong Huai buried his head on his shoulder and fell asleep. The hands on the back trembled slightly.

"I'm so thirsty..." Rong Huai felt as if he had been rubbed repeatedly, all the water was squeezed out, and his whole body was limp: "Ying Zhu, I'm so thirsty..."

Ying Zhu regained his sanity a little bit, poured a glass of water, and fed him water. Rong Huai drowsily sipped the corner of the glass, his eyes were almost out of focus, he opened his eyes wide, and asked in confusion: "Why, how do you drink it?" not?"

Ying Zhu lowered his head and took a sip, kissed his lips, waded in the water, and embraced his neck to draw the hard-earned water.

"More." At this time, especially when Rong Huai was absent-minded, all the intrigues and schemes were put away, only acting on instinct, the most well-behaved.

Ying Zhu stroked his hair to his back, leaned over to his ear and asked, "Will you be my Taoist companion?"

"willing."

After receiving an affirmative reply, Ying Zhu's chest heaved violently, and he lowered his head to feed him a few sips of warm water. He lifted the person in his arms easily with one hand, and planned to continue what he hadn't done before. Rong Huai's senses were still clear, but he was confused There is no resistance at all.

"boom--"

The cloud bed that originally carried them suddenly dispersed, Ying Zhu reacted very quickly, clasped Rong Huai to his chest to protect him, fell from a high place one by one, rolled into the red osmanthus flowers, and overwhelmed a large area of ​​red osmanthus flowers .

"What's wrong?" Rong Huai asked vaguely.

Ying Zhu rubbed the center of his brows, the phoenix tree couldn't withstand their day and night tossing and broke from the middle.

Simply put—

The bed collapsed. ,.