wicked immortal

In fact, Zhao Yuan's inner world is struggling desperately.

In the world, few men can endure this kind of temptation, unless he is not a normal man.

However, Zhao Yuan didn't move, it's not that he didn't want to move, he wished he could hold tomorrow's delicate body in his arms and chop up a big piece of food, but he didn't dare, he was deeply afraid of the two moody nuns, especially It was tomorrow, and he wanted to cut off his dog's head at every turn, making Zhao Yuan feel like he was always struggling on the verge of life and death.

Last time when Mingyue was in the hut in the east courtyard, Mingyue almost cooked cooked rice with Zhao Yuanyuan. However, Zhao Yuan didn’t dare to dream about it. Mingyue’s initiative is their business tomorrow. It’s completely different when he takes the initiative. Mingyue would give him a sword in the chest, and he would die unjustly.

Thinking of the tragic situation of Liu Jiemin who was stabbed dozens of times by Wan Ling'er, Zhao Yuan felt terrified. He didn't want to follow Liu Jiemin's footsteps.

Let's just wait for Mingyue to take the initiative tomorrow...

Zhao Yuan didn't expect that the current environment is different from before. Without Wan Linger by his side, Mingri Mingyue has no competitors, and the idea of ​​cooking raw rice and cooked rice has long been forgotten. From their point of view, Zhao Yuan It is the boiled duck that cannot escape.

"Will you run?" Staring at Zhao Yuan tomorrow, as if afraid of waking up his sister, he exhaled like blue, and asked softly.

"No." Zhao Yuan looked at the top of the bed, and looked at tomorrow from the corner of his eye.

"Ghosts will believe you." Tomorrow snorted coldly.

"I really don't want to run away." Zhao Yuan couldn't help but tilted his head.

"I know, you want to watch me take a shower, as long as you don't run away, you are allowed to watch while I'm taking a shower." Tomorrow suddenly blushed and said shyly.

"..." Looking at tomorrow's shy appearance, Zhao Yuan was suddenly infatuated.Tomorrow and Mingyue, although they are exactly the same, but they have two completely different feelings, one is open and frank, without the slightest purity of the city, and they don't know what the shame between men and women is.But tomorrow, he knows shame, restrains himself, dodges, and is shy, like looking at flowers through fog, full of infinite mystery.

"No, you will definitely run away." After thinking about it tomorrow, he felt that Zhao Yuan was unreliable. If so, he took out a black rope from his bosom and tied it to Zhao Yuan's arm, and then tied the other end to himself. on the arm.

Zhao Yuan was secretly delighted, the rope was thin and extremely soft, presumably the material was not very tough, as long as he fell asleep tomorrow, he could quietly get up and leave.

"Zhao Yuan, this rope is not simple. It is called the small bundle of fairy rope. Not to mention that you can't break free, even ordinary cultivators can't break free if they are trapped." Tomorrow seems to see through Zhao Yuan Thoughts, immediately warned.

"A small bundle of fairy rope..."

"That's right, it's a small bundle of fairy rope, because it has the same function as the real bundle of fairy rope, but with less mana, so I named it 'Small bundle of fairy rope'." Tomorrow proud Eloquently.

"How powerful is the real Immortal Binding Rope?" Zhao Yuan asked.

"I don't know, I haven't seen if it's good or not, but since it's called the Immortal Binding Rope, it shouldn't be a problem to tie the immortals."

"That's very powerful, it can tie up the gods."

"That's right, if I have an immortal rope, I'll tie that Liu Xiaotian up, hmph! How dare you hurt my master's concubine, it's unbearable!" Tomorrow snorted softly, with murderous intent.

"My mistress..." Zhao Yuan opened his mouth wide.

"Yes, my master has never forgotten Wan Ziyu since he healed his wounds. When he was in Shenlong Mountain, he was often mentioned, and he was still in a daze. Later, Wan Ling'er was injured, and she rushed to Wan's house overnight. Before, it never happened.”

"Master likes Wan Ziyu." Zhao Yuan looked surprised, and he felt a little unbelievable.

"Yeah, my master Xuanhu helps the world. He is devoted to medical science. He has never been in love since he was a child. He is over 200 years old and has no man. It's really pitiful... This time it's rare to be moved. As her apprentice, I naturally want to match her up." ...Well, I have to find a chance to kill Mrs. Wan, and then my master can marry Wan Ziyu."

"You must not kill him!" Zhao Yuan was terrified when he heard this, and quickly tried to dissuade him.

"What?"

"Think about it, your master is over 200 years old, and can give birth to Wan Ziyu. If she were to marry Wan Ziyu, how decent would it be?"

"Why do you want to be decent? As long as the master is happy." Tomorrow rolled Zhao Yuan's eyes.

"Even if it's not that you don't want to be decent, you have to think about your master. Your master has a good reputation among cultivators. If she does something deviant, she will be scolded by others. Will she be happy?"

"I don't know... Maybe I won't be happy..." Tomorrow hesitated.

"That's right, you don't know, even if you want to kill Mrs. Wan, you still need to ask your master for advice. Besides, I think your master just admires Wan Ziyu, and you don't necessarily want to marry him."

"why?"

"Your master is more than 200 years old. He has been serving the world all his life and has no desires. Now that he is old, he is just looking for sustenance. We don't care about her affairs. If she really likes Wan Ziyu, she will naturally find a way. You don’t need to worry about it. You killed Mrs. Wan, if Wan Ziyu finds out and takes his anger out on your master, then you’ll be like a mandarin duck.”

"Oh, what you said, it's really like this, it's okay..." Tomorrow patted his chest lightly, with a look of fear on his face.

"I don't know how Wan Ling'er is?" Zhao Yuan glanced at Ming Ri, the chest slapping action of Ming Ri was very similar to Wan Ling'er, which aroused his thoughts.

"What else can there be! My master and Wan Ziyu are both there. Besides, Liu Xiaotian thinks you killed Liu Jiemin. For the sake of Mrs. Wan and my master, he won't embarrass her like a fool." See you tomorrow Zhao Yuan had a concerned look on his face, and suddenly became angry for no reason, and pinched Zhao Yuan's chest desperately.

Zhao Yuan was in severe pain, but he didn't dare to cry out, for fear of waking Mingyue who was soundly asleep, he just grabbed Mingri with one hand to prevent her from continuing to twist.

"I don't know when Wan Linger's illness will be cured?" Zhao Yuan sighed.

"It's okay. My master gave her Zhenxin Pill. It's an elixir that can calm even the soul. Why are you worried about her? At most, she doesn't remember your visit to the brothel. Wouldn't it be better? Well... Huh, there is Wan Linger who is as beautiful as a flower by her side, and she actually visits the brothel, it really is the same as what is said in the book."

"What does it say in the book?" Zhao Yuan asked curiously.

"Man, none of them are good things!"

"..."

"The book also says that men eat in bowls and stare in pots."

"..."

"Okay, okay, you guys are too bad, go to sleep!"

Tomorrow seemed very angry, closed his eyes, and ignored Zhao Yuan.

At this time Zhao Yuan mentioned Wan Ling'er, and he was looking at Ming Ri with his head tilted. He was very interested in the conversation, but Ming Ri suddenly stopped talking, feeling depressed, and closed his eyes.

The chest suddenly moved slightly.

At this time, Zhao Yuan realized that tomorrow's hand was still tightly held by him on his chest, and it looked like he was holding him tomorrow.

Suddenly, a hint of mischief rose in Zhao Yuan's heart, and he gently stroked tomorrow's slender fingers with his fingers. Mingri's body moved, and he wanted to withdraw his hand, but Zhao Yuan grabbed him and couldn't pull it out.