Pampered by Millions

    The pupils of the demon cultivator in Tsing Yi in the center of the field condensed and spread out. After the scream, he collapsed into the arms of the palace master of the Yexuan Palace as if he had been ripped off. The long hair behind him is like a meandering river, and the previously unrestrained beauty is now like the weakest newborn baby. He has lost the talent to survive. Without those evil and domineering flames, anyone can touch him and possess him. This heart-warming gap impacted the minds of every cultivator present. He listened to the source prompts of love and hate to the lamp, and slowly raised his beautiful and unparalleled face.

    The longer song looked at his red eyes and the tragic tears, and gently wiped the tears from his pointed chin.

    “…woo.”

    He subconsciously avoided the person's touch, and the other party didn't insist, just retracted his hand and looked at him at leisure, the demon cultivator whose spiritual root was abolished seemed to want to stand up and stumbled It was indescribably eye-catching, but the pain of being suddenly forcibly abolished his spiritual roots was not made up for by his will. He knelt down on the ground facing the lamp, and the naked gaze of the people around him made him lower his head uncomfortably.

    Bai Nen's feet were stained with dust during the walk just now, and blood oozes from the small scratches. Even so, the feet are still beautiful and fascinating. The blood vessels of Daiqing under the thin skin are more clear, as if warm blood will flow out if you are not careful, the eyes full of desire in all directions are almost engulfing him, the demon cultivator who has been showing resistance suddenly grabs the longer Song's hand, he pulled the right hand that had just abolished his spiritual root in front of him, stretched out the tip of his bright red tongue and licked it lightly. It looked like a girl's eyelashes were thick like crow feathers, and he could vaguely see the black ones. Inky eyes.

    Seeing that he was softened, the longer the song became, the longer he sneered.

    "Good boy."

      His hair was intertwined with his silver hair, and he buried his head in the other's arms toward the lamp.

    The man who hugged him paused and continued to walk into the depths of the night.

    [It hurts so much, is there any compensation?] When Chao Deng is free, he is habitually harassing his partner: [Strongly requesting a vacation, I can sleep in three years after the college entrance examination in five years, I have finished the three fragments, let me go A world of fakes? ]

    The system is unmoved: [I just lowered the pain for you, you will not feel pain. ]

    Hey, I thought I was too scared to lose the pain.

    Zhao Deng suddenly reacted, and raised his eyebrows: [President, can you adjust pain? ]

      Helping in a situation... Could it be that the other party felt that they were not very powerful before, but this time they are too **** powerful, so why don't they do it?

    What partner, break up.

    [Only recently. ]

    The vague explanation of the system made Chao Deng very curious, but how did he go around the former? The surrounding pavilions and pavilions are delicately intertwined with the heavy forests. The extinguished palace lanterns are hung high and neatly extend on both sides of the avenue. The peach blossoms that are already in full bloom are swaying in the wind, just like the Qionglou and Yuyu where the immortals live. From a critical point of view, it is indeed a veritable number one in the world.

    It wasn't until Yue Changge put him into the hot pool water that Chao Deng recovered from the state of playing games with the system.

    Wow, so adult.

    "What do you want to do?"

    He opened a pair of misty eyes, looked at himself in a little panic, the longer the song gently took off his clothes, the weak magic cultivator was unable to resist, the white jade-like body was hidden in the In the icy blue pond water, I have to say that he does have the ability to bring harm to the country and the people. The newly blooming peach blossoms blowing on the pond are not half as beautiful as him. The palace lord of Ye Xuan pointed his gaze over the vermilion on his shoulders and said softly.

    "You don't have to be afraid, I won't go beyond you."

    He said, he lowered his head and held one foot towards the lamp, and the cold water ran over the center of the lamp's feet, he couldn't help trembling, and then he seemed to feel that this was too weak, a little annoyed With a tsk, the person who was cleaning up the blood stains for him was slightly stagnant. After the bloodshot was completely washed away, the longer song's palm was covered with beautiful porcelain-like skin. After the mild white light passed, all the scratches were healed, and his thumb rubbed against it intentionally or unintentionally. Chao Deng's heart, not surprisingly, saw the man shrink back.

    How can there be such a sensitive body in the world, and this magic cultivator has not been tamed, just born with beautiful bones. He gently treated the other foot. The beauty who had been on guard before half closed her eyes and let Yue Changge check his physical condition. road.

    "Yue Palace Master, Great Beauty, what do you want?"

    The silver-haired male cultivator stopped silently, and a gentle voice like a clear spring filled his ears.

    "You are a demon, and you have done many evil things that are beyond conscience, but your nature is not evil. Your spiritual energy is very clean, like..." He lit the tear mole facing the lamp : "You don't even know you've made a big mistake."

    “…”

    "You look at me like this," Yue Changge's hand left from his tear mole: "If you look at any monk with this kind of eyes, they will scold you and treat others Imposing a demon method, and now your spiritual roots have been destroyed, you have no ability to protect yourself, and you don’t know good and evil. If you want to leave, you can walk out of Ye Xuan, and if you want to stay, I will provide you with temporary shelter.”

    I rely on....

    It makes sense…….

    I feel like I'm going to be persuaded by him, it's really hypocritical! Since they are all set up for people who don't know good and evil, of course I have to live up to the great expectations of the beauty and play well.

    Zhao Deng looked at him with complicated eyes, his voice softened a little, and his expression returned to a hippie smile.

    "Since the Palace Master keeps me, I will naturally accompany the Palace Master~"

      Chen Chen's cultivator is indeed a very good-looking person. His every move is clear and clear. He really looks like a fairy in the sky. The longer the song goes in the direction.

    [Love is worth one and a half stars. ]

    [Holiday. ]

    [No. ]

    [Break up. ]

    [Dream. ]

    […]

    Yuechangge placed him alone in a small building, because the small building is close to the main palace, and few people usually pass by, even so, that person allowed him to listen to Yexuan's young disciples together Lectures, when he has nothing to do, he will go to the lamp and shake it there. His body is not fully recovered, so every time he can only walk slowly, the contact time is long, even though those young monks have heard him. His notoriety, he used to be number one on the Demon Execution List, but he was as soft and weak as the most harmless little beast. Gradually, daring monks came to talk to him, and Chao Deng, who came out every day, was happy to talk to them until When he was leaving after a class, a male repairman who had hardly spoken to him stopped him.

    Most of the cultivators have beautiful faces, and the male cultivator wore the silver-blue uniform of the Yexuan Palace. ?"

    He shook his head at the lamp, the male cultivator said in surprise, "Can you...?"

    "I don't want to."

    Even if he stayed in Yexuan Palace for a few days, his words and actions still had the momentum of harming the Quartet. The male cultivator couldn't be teased by him, his eyes were red, and he tried to suppress the sudden evil thoughts. When he was walking towards the lamp, he was suddenly hugged, and the cold sword was pressed against his back. He heard Threats with suppressed emotions.

    "If you don't want to die, just promise me."

    Laughing at the lamp: "Dream."

    Follow the president to learn to act.

    He greeted from the bottom of his heart: [Quickly adjust the pain. ]

    […]

    Without waiting for the system to move, the peach petals coming at high speed smashed the man's sword-wielding wrist, the peach blossoms that lost their psychic power fell to the ground, and the man clasped his twisted arm and cried out in pain He turned his head towards the lamp, and saw Yue Changge in a light-colored shirt standing not far away. His light-colored clothes were also pleasing to the eye, with silver hair scattered behind him, with a face that seemed to have been carefully measured. Really like the fairy in the painting, the male cultivator immediately knelt down in fear, his expression was full of remorse, thinking that he would do such a cowardly thing in front of the palace master, he kept kowtowing and apologizing.

    "Come on, let's go."

    The gentle and jade-like voice fell in the wind, the male cultivator left with a remorseful face, and Zhao Deng looked at everything that happened in front of him in surprise. His ability was almost no longer suppressed in this world, that is, Say, in the case of the most powerful ability endowed by the system, the longer the song can still change the minds of others to a great extent?

    "I..."

    Zhao Deng seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't say a word because of his temper. When he saw those lead-colored pupils, he turned his head a little irritably.

    "It's not your fault."

    The longer the song is softly.

      The man was unmoved, just nodded gently, and seeing that he wanted to leave, Chao Deng immediately chased after him.

    "Palace Master! Wait!"

    He walked a little faster, and his dantian was in terrible pain. Chao Deng shrank to the ground with a pale face. The man in front heard his pain and finally walked back, squatted down and looked at him with his fingers. Gently pressing on his abdomen, water-like psychic energy surrounded Chao Deng's wound.

    "Anything better?"

    "It's much better." Seeing that he was about to pull his hand away, he turned to the lamp and said, "Ah...it hurts, big beauty, don't stop it, okay?"

    Yue Changge gave him a funny look, and looked at him with the same expression as Chao Deng: "I can't walk anymore, will you hold me?"

    The lead-colored eyes were calm, and the eyelashes of the same color trembled slightly. Just when he was hesitating about whether he was too shameless at the lamp, that person was the same as the one who was on the judgment seat many days ago. He took him into his arms as if he was off the ground, and with his feet off the ground, he rested his head on Yue Changge's chest with satisfaction. I have to say, maybe because of the special nature of this fragment, even if it was fake, it would be very satisfying to be with him. People are at ease.

    "Palace Master, you must not let that magic repair go!"

    The monk in the silver-blue Taoist uniform was half-kneeling on the ground, anxiously looking at the gentle-colored man under the eaves, and seeing the noble palace lord holding the villain in his arms from a long time ago, the other party also Shamelessly hooking the shoulders of Yue Changge, Yun Xi, who was the chief guard, was particularly worried.

    "You also know what the monks who were teased by him are—" Realizing that what she said was wrong, Yun Xi hurriedly changed her words: "This subordinate is stupid, it is not that the palace lord is mentally unstable. people, but..."

    "It's alright," Long Song interrupted him gently, "I just wanted to give it a try."

    "What...?"

    "Cloudy Night."

    He deliberately put people among the mentally unstable young monks, as expected at first, and he relies on the water spirit root that is easily off guard to quietly reverse the spirit of others, then The terrifying attraction of people seems to be born, even if the spiritual root is gone, the other party can easily affect the mind of others, and... it seems that he is also affected.

    Yuechangge stared at the delicate petals falling in the palm of his hand. After a while, the first blooming peach blossoms disappeared into a thin ash in his hand.

    The rain was like a continuous curtain of rain, the candle flames of the distant palace gate were crumbling in the night, and the rain was running wildly between the heaven, the earth, the mountains and the water.

    Looking at the dark night outside the window, the huge thunder that suddenly fell was like the wrath of the gods. He knew that the main palace of Yexuan was not far from him. After thinking about it, he got out of bed. Sitting up, he casually stepped on a pair of shoes and walked towards the main palace. The last torrential rain in the late spring seemed to slaughter the sky and the earth, followed by a frantic hurricane. When he saw the patrolling guards, he knew that he I found the right place, and I can no longer support myself and sit on the ground.

     Yun Xi, who led the team, saw the conspicuous white-clothed beauty in the rainstorm, her black hair was soaked by the cold water marks, and she understood who it was almost instantly. After hesitating, he took a few steps forward and saw Chao Deng's face was pale, his breathing was abnormally hot, and he didn't respond no matter how he called. When blood flowed from the corners of his lips, the suspicion that he was deliberately pretending was completely dissipated.

    "Hey...hey! Wake up!"

    Seeing that his eyes are gradually closing, and after following the longer song for so many years, it is rare to see who the palace lord is willing to take the initiative to touch. He knows that although he is kind and kind, he does not like to be in close contact with people. No matter how unwilling this demon cultivator to meet with the palace master, he had to consider whether to alarm the other party.

    "Let me... see him..."

    Chao Deng squeezed Yun Xi's wrist with his backhand, the blue veins bulging on the back of Bai Nen's hand, before Yun Xi could move, the familiar male voice behind him made him stiff.

    "Give it to me."

    He let go of the man's thin white hand inexplicably, and saw the palace lord of Yexuan pick him up by the waist, he didn't care about the rain and mud on his body, except for the rain that fell from the rainstorm. The only sound that shook the sky was the silent breathing of the people present, and a voice so sweet that it could be pulled out broke the silence.

    "Beauty, I hurt so much."

    Yuechangge asked a seemingly irrelevant question: "Are you afraid of thunder?"

    "...a little."

    Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee.

    "Your wound is open."

    He said that he brought people into the main palace step by step, leaving a dazed guard standing motionless in the rainy night. palace? !

    The warm light of the night pearl spreads in the palace. Her long hair hangs down a little, and her bare skin glows softly under the light. Even if you can't see her face, you can guess that she is a perfect beauty. The longer the song is, she hugs him directly into the inner room and walks around. After passing through the hall, there was a pool of living water with the color of jade behind the screen painted with landscape patterns. He put the chandelier into it, and the huge spiritual energy continued to flow towards the latter's wounds.

    "Your injury is not completely healed, didn't you say you should restrain your emotions?"

     Buried her chin in the water towards the lamp and looked at her reflection: "I...I don't like thunder."

    "You..." Yue Changge seemed a little helpless, her originally flat eyebrows raised slightly: "Then why don't you stay in the house and run around?"

    I am very happy to ask you this person knowingly, thank you, thank you for this opportunity.

    He hesitated for a long time without speaking, his complexion seemed to be flushed due to heat or other reasons, which made him more and more delicate, and his pink lips were left with red marks due to the master's nibbling. , the white lotus-like arm rests on the bank of the pond, and the whole person is like a beautiful ghost perched in the water.

    "...I hurt so much, you will help me when I see you," Chaodeng's lips blossomed with flowers, and the pale teary mole was looming: "...it doesn't hurt so much, I...I want to see you."

    The world-renowned righteous leader looked at the demon cultivator in front of him. After a while, he gently turned his hair towards the lamp and tapped his forehead like a child.

    "You can really talk."

    [Love is worth two stars. ]