Jiuyang Tongshen Art

Lin Shaoyun was taken aback by these words, thinking that Xue'er's words were really amazing!Being able to use the scenery to create emotions, I thought of the poems. It seems that the influence of the poems is really not ordinary and far-reaching. Even Xueer, the quiet fairy in the mountain, can't forget it.

If Lin Shaoyun knew that Xueer was a demon, but didn't know how he would feel?

It's just that Lin Shaoyun's mind changed, and he remembered last night, before he and Xue'er were lingering, Xue'er's request made him start to think in that affectionate direction again, approaching Xue'er, and gently holding Xue'er with both hands Er'er's soft waist held her close to his arms. Every time Lin Shaoyun hugged Xue'er, Lin Shaoyun didn't feel tired at all. It seemed that it was the first time he hugged her, and the blood in his heart was surging.

"Let me think about it." Lin Shaoyun gently bit Xue'er's soft earlobe, and whispered in his ear.

Xue'er felt numb all over her body, she could barely pull up any strength, she leaned softly in his arms, her eyes blurred, her face turned crimson, and she said softly, "Mmm! I'm waiting for you."

The sound of thunder was accompanied by raindrops without interruption, and the conversation between the two, all under the thunder and rain, seemed to have a special taste, a special taste of love and concubine.

"The taste of the world is as thin as gauze over the years. Who will let the horses come to Jinghua? The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers in the Ming Dynasty. The low paper is slanted to make grass, and the clear window is fine. , You can get home by Qingming." Although Lin Shaoyun didn't know if this was Chunyu, and felt that this poem of the predecessors was very inappropriate to be used in such a situation, and felt a little sad, but Lin Shaoyun felt that he was actually In my heart, it is so sad, desolate, vicissitudes and loneliness. Looking at the heavy rain in front of me, there is no such thing as the spring rain, but the warm and soft jade is in the bosom, it seems that the heavy rain has become as gentle as the spring rain.

It's just that under the feeling of loneliness, when he read this poem, he was full of contradictions, and his mood seemed to be much heavier.

"It's a good sentence 'The small building listens to the spring rain all night'." After listening to it again, Xue'er also felt the desolation in his poem, only this line "The small building listened to the spring rain all night" was very useful, and there seemed to be a kind of ambiguity. The feeling lingered deep in her heart, lingering, lingering, ignorant, seemingly enlightened, but unable to understand anything.

"I didn't expect you to feel this sentence very much. This good poem can touch people's hearts!" Lin Shaoyun smiled, and the sense of desolation that suddenly came from deep in his heart disappeared under this smile. go.

"To touch people's hearts? But I'm a demon! I'm not a human being, so how can I be touched? Why does a single line of poetry cause incredible changes in my heart?" Xue'er frowned slightly, thinking deeply Puzzled, I wanted to ask Lin Shaoyun for advice, but wouldn't this ask for advice reveal my identity as a monster?Then he will say "do you love me?"

Thinking of this, Xue'er couldn't help feeling strange, why was she worried about whether he loved her instead of worrying about not being able to kill him?

Seeing that Xue'er was silent, Lin Shaoyun thought that she was experiencing the artistic conception in the poem again, so he explained the inner meaning of the poem to her.

After Xue'er listened, she just smiled sweetly, and her heart became very heavy.

Lin Shaoyun's hand holding her delicate body was originally attached to her soft belly, but he couldn't help sliding up, and finally stuck to the clothes, supporting her firm twin peaks, closing his eyes, feeling the full of tenderness. The elasticity and fullness of infinite temptation make the heart rippling incomparably.

I don't know how this process was. The process of the two of them returning to the bed from the window sill was forgotten by the two of them. It seemed that the two of them were already lingering on the bed from the very beginning. Because they were too involved and emotional, the two of them The mood is a little heavy, because of the heavy, because of love, so they need to find an outlet and comfort in each other's bodies.

Therefore, such a process has been left in the deepest corner of memory.

Outside the house, the dense rain is falling like beads, tick-tick, inside the house, gentle and fragrant, passionate and ecstasy, they kiss passionately, they embrace each other tightly, enter each other's bodies, explore each other, to find the antidote to the loneliness and desolation, the bursts of love The sound of ecstasy spread into the sound of thunder and rain outside the window, and it was instantly drowned out, but it couldn't drown out the lovers who were like dry wood and fire, fanatical, debauched, full of spring, naked | Go to Wushan together until...

When they stopped working hard, it was already the middle of the night. If Lin Shaoyun hadn't taken care of Xue'er's body's endurance, Lin Shaoyun would not feel tired even if he stayed overnight until dawn.

After the two calmed down, Xueer's soft and gentle body was tightly attached to Lin Shaoyun's body. Lin Shaoyun hugged her, with a sense of happiness on his face, feeling the well-behaved and lovely person in his arms, Lin Shaoyun's eyes slowly If it is closed, even a god must rest, not to mention that he is only a human monk.

Xue'er watched Lin Shaoyun fall into a deep sleep, with a pleasant smile on the corner of her mouth, but after she smiled, there was an indescribable pain in her eyes, and a bright dagger appeared in her weak hand.

It was the killing god who handed Hu San to her.

Killing God is a magical weapon, even a fairy body can hurt it. Although Lin Shaoyun is a demigod body, it is only a demigod body. He has not even reached the golden core stage. Naturally, it is not a big problem to kill him .

As soon as the killing god came out, there was a deep chill, to be precise, it should be a murderous aura.

As a result, the entire room was suddenly enveloped in murderous aura, lingering and gloomy.

Lin Shaoyun, who was sleeping, quickly sensed this wave of murderous intent, and his mind came to his senses. He didn't want Xueer to worry, so he slowly opened his eyes, which were of course also squinted.

It’s okay if you don’t look at it, but when you look at it, you’re taken aback. He saw Xue’er holding a very powerful dagger.It was facing his own heart, but he never stabbed it down.

Lin Shaoyun was just shocked in his heart, and his face remained calm. After such a life and death, it is difficult for him to become terrified by anything. Based on his feeling, he knew that this dagger was not a mortal thing. As long as his physical body does not resist, he will definitely die.

"Why did Xue'er kill me?" Lin Shaoyun suddenly thought of something that he should have thought of, for example, this deep mountain is full of monsters and monsters, and this grandson is just a mortal, why should he stand in this mountain, Lin Shaoyun knows them They don't have the slightest cultivation base, but after seeing this dagger, they suddenly understand that they are not afraid of these monsters because they have magic weapons in their hands.

It's just that Xue'er is usually so affectionate and lingering with her, so why did she want to kill herself, looking at the dagger that Xue'er held high, shining with a cold light.