For Liang Ji, tonight is destined to be a sleepless night, but Yi Nian and Liang Cheng, who are far away in the inner palace, are not much better, and even worse.

Previously, Yi Nian had always deliberately suppressed the entry of the Nine Turns Moro Mind Technique, and when he met with Li Duqiu in private that day, he attracted his true qi, and he didn't check it for a while, and the realm that had been suppressed by him was actually loosened, and the true qi of the Nine Turns Moro was the most domineering and strong, and any trace of space was enough for it to expand and spread, like a gradually cracked mirror, which could be torn apart at any time.

Sure enough, after returning to the palace that night, without waiting for him to avoid entering the secret room, the surging internal force in his body could no longer be suppressed, and he broke through the shackles in one fell swoop, and what followed was an unprecedented riot.

Liang Cheng saw that a thought did not come for a long time, and asked Cheng Shun, but Cheng Shun said that the national teacher had never left the Feeling Cheng Palace, Liang Cheng felt strange, so he set out to find him, but he didn't see anyone, so he went to the Hanliang Hall at the heart of the Taiye Pond.

Before he got closer, Liang Cheng felt strange that the attendants who were supposed to be guarding outside the hall had all left the island and stood by the pool.

"What's going on?"

"Back to Your Majesty, the national teacher ordered the slaves and maids not to approach the palace."

Liang Cheng nodded, with some uneasy premonitions in his heart, and immediately ordered: "Stay here, no one is allowed to approach." Then he flew to Chixin Island and pushed open the door of the hall of Hanliang.

In the huge palace, there is not a trace of human figure, even the candle flame is all extinguished, the moonlight is like water, through the window, the night wind pours into the hall with the open door of the hole, lifts the layers of gauze tents and dances lightly, casts a graceful shadow on the smooth ground, it is like a ghost, cold and treacherous.

"Senior brother?" Liang Cheng raised his hand to lift the gauze tent, and moved lightly to the left side of the pavilion, this pavilion stands on both sides of the iceberg, one side is facing the water, every noon, there is a breeze from the lake, with a trace of coolness, and there are layers of veils, separating the poisonous hot daylight, it is a good place to go in midsummer, so the two often rest here.

"Senior brother, are you there?" Liang Cheng shouted again, but the voice fell in the open area, and no one answered.

Suddenly, a gust of night wind swept in, dozens of gauze tents were raised, covering Liang Cheng Liang Cheng's sight, he waved the gauze tent in front of him, and suddenly saw a shadow flashing from between the veils, before he could take a closer look, the back of his neck was firmly clamped, Liang Cheng was forced to raise his head, and there was a pair of scarlet eyes, the thick red was like a spring from the sea of blood, and it seemed that the demon who had awakened from a deep sleep was in urgent need of fresh blood. The liquid soothed his long-standing hunger. Thirsty.

Nine turns of Moro heart, from the devil to the Buddha, once the devil falls, it will be controlled by the devil's heart, addicted. Bloodstained. Killing, unless you die, you can't stop.

At that moment, it was obviously a hot day and a summer moon, but Liang Cheng was like falling into an ice cave.

"Senior brother......" Liang Cheng's lips trembled thinly, and as soon as he raised his hand and was about to hold Yi Nian, the palm of the other party's hand clamping the back of his neck turned to choke his throat, tightened suddenly, and lifted him up.

Liang Cheng could only tap his toes on tiptoe for a moment, and a broken voice leaked out of his throat, "Senior brother, senior brother......"

He stubbornly raised his hand, stretched out his hand to the Yinian Pulse Gate, and carried the true qi of the Bodhicitta Sutra in his body into Yinian's body, trying to make Yinian wake up, but as a result, all the true qi that burst in the Yinian meridian was crushed one by one and turned into nothing.

Internal force backlash, a trace of bright red overflowed from the corner of Liang Cheng's mouth, but this trace of blood stimulated a thought, he firmly choked Liang Cheng's neck, pulled the person down under his nose, tilted his head slightly, the tip of his nose rubbed Liang Cheng's cheeks, a deep inhale, a thought half-closed eyes, his face showed a look of intoxication, and when he opened it again, the scarlet in his eyes seemed to become more intense, and the depths of his pupils were full of remnants. Sadistic excitement, he suddenly stretched out his tongue, followed the end of the bloodstain, and licked the blood from the corner of Liang Cheng's mouth into his mouth without landing, this little sweetness naturally did not satisfy a thought, but made him feel more and more hungry, his chest was hot, his lips were dry, and there was a noise in his brain, muddy, and he just wanted more.

So he pried open Liang Cheng's lips, like a violent wind passing through, not letting go of any corner of Liang Cheng's mouth, fresh blood, familiar soft touch, and the elegant plum fragrance on the person in his arms, a thought gradually indulged in it, and the blood in his eyes actually faded slightly.

Liang Cheng took the opportunity to hold Yi Nian, a palm against his back, without any reservations, the true qi gushed from the dantian to the palm and then leaked into Yi Nian's body, this time there was no obstacle, the flow of true qi was unimpeded, just like a mud cow into the sea, without a trace of waves, Liang Cheng did not give up, the next second, the whole person was pressed under him, and a thought tore open his clothes. It seemed that with a casual move, the silk yarn clothes on Liang Cheng's body suddenly turned into pieces of crumbs, and they all fell to the ground, followed by a hot kiss. Kisses are overwhelming.

The moonlight is reflected on the surface of the lake, the microwave ripples, the wisps of clear light are refracted out, the sparkling clear waves are like broken silver, the clear light folds to the cool pavilion near the water, and the veins and veins of light and shadow are cast between the fluttering light yarns.

On such a moonlit night, the air is full of cool water vapor and faint lotus fragrance. The pain in his body has long been replaced by the itching of the tide, and in a trance, Liang Cheng only feels that there is only a rapid pant in his ears left in the world. and the sound of cicadas from across the bank.

Finally, the clouds disappeared and the rain fell, Liang Cheng struggled to get up on the ground, and when he got out of Yinian's embrace, the thing that had been buried in his body also withdrew, and when he separated, he made a "pop" sound, Liang Cheng closed his eyes, and there was a sticky. The thick liquid gushed out, and he wanted to clean it up immediately, but for now, it was more important to fall into a coma. 166 Reading Network