Yan Fanglin returned to the room, drank a cup of hot tea, and then lay down.

When Hong Ying took his pulse, he felt a little clearer, shook his head and said, "I'm fine."

Hong Ying did not know that he had any illness, but his heart was beating very fast. Yan Fanglin now had a strong breath and looked weak on the outside, but her body was indestructible. She could feel Yan Fanglin's growing strength.

He obviously did nothing, but he was constantly strong. The power of evil magic made her at a loss, and even a little scared and panicked.

"Maybe it's a little cold," said Yan Fanglin.

"It's raining and it's getting colder."

In addition to Yan Fanglin practicing evil techniques, the evil spirits and demonic energy on his body are naturally more likely to be colder than ordinary people.

It's normal, too.

Hong Ying went to bring a quilt for Yan Fanglin. Yan Fanglin wrapped it tightly and said, "Thank you for your hard work, you can go and rest."

Hong Ying nodded, then closed the door and left.

Yan Fanglin covered his head, hid in the quilt for a while, then lifted the quilt and sat up, kicked his legs a few times.

Ahhhhhh, he was actually fucked by Yu Qingchi in his sea of ​​consciousness!

Yu Qingchi probably thinks he has a beautiful dream of spring?

He felt that during that process, Yu Qingchi was generally dominated by the demonic energy, otherwise he would definitely not be so rude and violent.

The most shameful thing is himself. He was treated so violently and rudely, and he reacted very enthusiastically. In the end, he forgot to resist this matter.

Maybe it was because the feeling was too strong, and my mind felt paralyzed, and my memory was not so clear. I remember that I was trembling all over and couldn't stand it.

Moreover, they were practicing the same evil magic, and the demonic energy on their bodies seemed to have the same sect and vein. They quickly tangled together, like ropes, tightly bound the two of them, and could not be separated.

.

Too co-produced, so terrible.

And Yu Qingchi, what is he doing now? He should have woken up, right?

He escaped while Yu Qingchi was lying down and gasping.

Will Yu Qingchi think this is a dream?

Yan Fanglin covered her head with the quilt again.

By the way, does this kind of magical friendship count? Is he still a virgin?

After thinking about it, he felt that it was almost like a dream.

He just thought it was a dream.

He lay down with his head covered for a while, feeling sweat coming out, he pulled open the quilt and took a breath, and suddenly noticed something was wrong in the room.

I, Cao.

Yu Qingchi's spiritual consciousness was actually in his room.

He was stunned for a moment, and soon reacted, pursing his lips tightly, and laying on the couch motionlessly.

What did Yu Qingchi come to him at this time?

Has he been exposed?

Or to verify a guess in your mind?

Yan Fanglin's heartbeats faster again. He should not act rashly before finding out the specific situation.

So he closed his eyes, just like last time, I didn't move the enemy, pretending not to know anything.

Yu Qingchi stared at Yan Fanglin.

The feeling in his heart had not completely receded. Looking at Yan Fanglin's face, another look he had just "dreamed" appeared in his mind, with the passionate and resistant, strong and begging expression.

This familiar face keeps changing, so tempting.

He almost thought that it was not a dream. But Yan Fanglin was so sick, how could he get into his sea of ​​consciousness?

After all, he had just had a relationship with the gods. Now, the person involved is staring at him unscrupulously because he can do whatever he wants with his spiritual sense. Yan Fanglin's face turned red when he was seen.

Embarrassing, angry, and a little shy.

He had never experienced this feeling. It seemed that after a while, others would change. He was so open-minded and generous before, but now he wanted to get into the cracks in the ground.

He felt his face be red, so he pulled up the quilt and covered his face. He pretended to be a dream, turned around and faced inward, leaving Yu Qingchi the back of his head.

As reason gradually recovered, Yu Qingchi felt more and more that it was just a dream just now.

But I just felt that the joy just now was just a dream, but he was sober in reality that he felt even more itchy.

If he really had such a thing happen to Yan Fanglin, how happy and happy it would be when he was rubbing his hands. He would be like in his dream... No, he would be gentler than in his dream, he thought

If you bite him, bite him and get bleeding, but you can't bear to let him suffer, he will restrain the vigorous love in his heart, kiss him well, and love him.

Thinking of this, the feeling in the dream became stronger again.

Yan Fanglin suddenly felt a sense of warmth rising all over her body.

grass.

What's the meaning?

Yu Qingchi is not only looking at himself, but also thinking about the scenes that are not suitable for children?

What's wrong with him? He dreamed that he was already incredible. Now that he is awake, not only does he not restrain himself, but he is even more presumptuous?

Fortunately, Yu Qingchi was still very restrained when he was awake. He lay down for a while and then noticed that Yu Qingchi had disappeared.

After Yu Qingchi's spiritual consciousness returned to his body, he recited the Qingxin Mantra.

He felt that it was very sinful to have such a presumptuous dream without Yan Fanglin's knowledge. After the dream, he ran to Yan Fanglin's room to peek at him like that.

He desecrated Yan Fanglin.

The Yan Fanglin he fell in love with was no longer the shameless Yan Fanglin in the past. The Yan Fanglin in his heart is inviolable and cannot be blasphemed. He should only be cherished and admired by him.

But the more you recite the Pure Heart Mantra, the deeper the desire in your heart. It seems that you have tasted that kind of happiness, even if it is the happiness in the dream, but because the feeling is too real, you can't forget it. You can't forget it, so you always think about it and think about it.

Go and relive it repeatedly and become addicted.

When it was almost dawn, Yan Fanglin fell asleep.

After waking up, he made a decision, which was to try to keep a certain distance from Yu Qingchi in the future.

In fact, he and Taoist Chaoshan should also keep a certain distance.

You should also keep a point distance from Qingzhu Peak.

He is now a devil.

He might have left Qingzhu Peak and wandered around the world alone.

As soon as the sky was dawn, Chaoshan Taoist arrived at the door of the secret room.

He stood in the morning light of autumn, watching the sun gradually rise, and the golden morning light shone on his long snow-colored hair, and silver light shining like an immortal descending from the sky.

He had not entered. He stood outside the stone gate for so long, and his robe turned cold.

He has ambitions and has many dark secrets. In order to achieve something, he diligently practices the way of a gentleman, but what he does and seeks is contrary to the way of a gentleman.

So much so that he fell into a dilemma now.

He was reluctant to use the well-raised furnace and cauldron.

He raised his fingers slightly, recited a spell silently, and the stone door opened.

As a result, as soon as he opened it, he noticed a demonic energy filled it. There was a trace of warm fragrance that seemed to exist and not existed. The fragrance was extremely light. If it weren't for the spice he had prepared himself, he might have

I can't smell it either.

"Master." Yu Qingchi called.

Chaoshan Taoist frowned slightly and asked, "What's going on?"

Yu Qingchi was in the secret room all the time. He didn't notice it, either the extremely faint fragrance of Fang Lin Yongji or the traces of the demonic energy left in the secret room, so he looked at the Taoist Chaoshan: "Hmm?"

"Didn't you say that you can suppress the demonic energy on your body?"

Yu Qingchi said, "Last night... my disciple accidentally..."

"Control the demonic energy on you. If your affairs here are leaked, our entire Qingzhu Peak will probably have no place to gain a foothold in the cultivation world."

Yu Qingchi lowered his head: "Disciple knows."

After walking two steps towards the mountain Taoist, he looked around the secret room. Fang Lin Yongji's smell seemed to be more certain. He asked, "Who has been here?"

Yu Qingchi shook his head: "No."

Chaoshan Taoist looked a little cold: "Have you ever been here?"

Yu Qingchi pursed his lips tightly and shook his head.

Taoist Chaoshan did not continue asking.

Fanglin Yongji was a fragrance he prepared for Yan Fanglin several years ago. This fragrance was not as simple as ordinary incense, but to suppress the lustfulness in Yan Fanglin's body.
To be continued...