Knowing that the Valley of the Immortals would become a hell on earth, the little Taoist priest could not do anything but stand by and watch.

He thinks he's a good guy, but he's not a fool. Just look at those people who are so crazy that they don't let go of a flower, a grass, a stone or a tree, and go to him desperately, the little Taoist knows that when he really appears, what awaits him will be!

All the storms would converge on him in an instant, tearing him into countless pieces. Unless, unless he can tell the secret of the fairy fruit!

Can he tell the secret?

Fairy flowers, the most beautiful flowers that this little Taoist priest has seen in his life, may still be the most beautiful flowers in the world, looking gorgeous, such as the fairy flowers in the Heavenly Palace Immortal Garden, but in fact, this is drilled out of hell, Huangquan Flower!

When you first come into contact with it, it can make people flutter like a fairyland, but once you can't resist the temptation, after a long time of contact with it, it will pull you into hell on the spot, and let you sink forever in endless pain!

So the moment he discovered the secret of the fairy fruit, the little Taoist priest knew that he would never tell anyone this secret! Including Xu Ruoxue, including Rou'er, including all those who love him and the people he loves! This secret can only be buried in his heart and buried in the loess with him!

He only hoped that this secret would never be discovered again!

Naturally, the little Taoist priest would never dare to divulge the secret of the Immortal Fruit for the sake of these dozens of people in the Immortal Valley. When this secret is made public, the flowers of the Yellow Spring will surely bloom everywhere in the rivers and mountains of the Great Song Dynasty, turning this great river and mountain into a hell on earth that can be seen everywhere!

And, even if you say it? Having obtained the fairy fruit, the damned forgetful man will only die faster. Those who forget their worries who can not die will also surely die. In this case, how can I bring complete destruction to this Immortal Valley and this Great Song Dynasty for the sake of temporary unbearableness!

So the little Taoist priest could only harden his heart, watching the forgetful people in the land of ascending immortals becoming more and more tormented day by day, watching them crying, begging, screaming, and crazy, watching them live worse than dead!

The more you look at it, the more hatred in the little Taoist's heart becomes. He longed for wings to grow on his body, so that he could fly into that flower garden and burn all the fairy flowers clean with one fire!

But he could only sit here, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he turned around and didn't look.

Even if you don't look at it, the little Taoist priest also knows that in the past few days, all the suppressed madness will break out together.

Because, the Bliss Assembly is about to begin! And the mud can't use the so-called forgetfulness of worries.

has already survived ten days, how can the forgetful people who ascend to the immortal land survive another ten days?

But the little Taoist priest didn't expect that before he could wait for the Bliss Conference, the finches had already erupted first.

On this day, there was something wrong with the finch, and she refused to eat or drink without the innocent and lovely appearance she had a few days ago. The little Taoist priest didn't notice it at first, but thought that the finch had caught a cold last night. When he saw the finch walking around on the stone platform, and his whole body was trembling, the little Taoist priest knew that the poison of the fairy flower had attacked!

Holding the finch in her arms, the little Taoist priest whispered softly in her ear: "Hongyan, don't be afraid, it's okay." Relax, bear with me, it'll be over soon, and you'll be fine in a while. ”

But his words had no effect. The finch didn't listen, she trembled her lips and murmured, "I want to, I want to ascend to the immortal, I want to be blissful." Give it to me, give it to me, I'm so uncomfortable, I can't stand it. ”

Seeing that she was talking louder and louder, the little Taoist priest hurriedly gagged her mouth with her clothes, and then hugged her tightly in his arms.

But it was useless, the finch began to struggle, struggling harder and harder, struggling more and more violently, and the little Taoist priest gradually couldn't suppress it.

What to do? What to do?

Seeing his beloved woman in such pain, the little Taoist priest felt empathy. For a moment, he even wanted to jump down, find the fairy fruit he had hidden, light it, and let the finch suck it in, so that her pain could be eliminated, so that she could be fluttering again!

This impulse was so strong, so strong that the little Taoist priest almost did it. Fortunately, the little Taoist priest has always been a person with a firm Taoist heart! He held back.

I don't know how long it took to suffer, maybe half an hour, maybe it was shorter, but the finch finally calmed down a little.

She stopped struggling and looked at the little priest. The little Taoist priest took off the clothes in her mouth, and the finch choked up: "Master, Hongyan is so uncomfortable, very uncomfortable. Hongyan wants bliss and wants to ascend to immortality. Ask the master to make Hongyan happy, and Hongyan is willing to do everything for the master. Ask for bliss, blush, bliss! ”

Looking at the finches that were in tears and trembling all over, the little Taoist's distressed tears fell. He could only comfort: "Hongyan, don't think about Bliss, don't think about ascending to immortal, hold on, you will slowly get better." ”

"But I'm so uncomfortable, so uncomfortable." Seeing that the finch in his arms gradually became hot again, and his body began to shake again, the little Taoist priest was anxious.

What to do? What to do? When did this kind of torment come to an end? How long can such a torment last?

Find a way, find a way!

In a hurry, the little Taoist priest remembered the sound of the finch calling "master".

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and the little Taoist learned the sound of mud, he slowed down his speech and said slowly: "Hongyan, look at me, look at my eyes." ”

The finch looked at him.

"Am I your master?"

"Yes, you are the only master of Hongyan."

"My will, is it your will?"

"Yes, Hongyan obeys all the will of his master."

"Good, good. Now, Hongyan, the master orders you, look into my eyes, don't think about anything, don't care about anything. ”

"Now, please follow my will, your mind will be empty, and your body will cease to exist. You don't feel anything, all the feelings leave you. ”

"You, don't exist anymore, Hongyan!"

Looking deeply into the eyes of the little Taoist, the finch slowly, slowly calmed down.

This trick works, it really works! The little Taoist priest was ecstatic in his heart.

However, the good times did not last long!

When the discomfort in the finch's body became more and more intense, exceeding the limit of her will, all the suppressed feelings gradually could not be suppressed! As a result, the originally empty and confused eyes were gradually filled with pain. The body that had been quiet gradually began to tremble again.

If you don't do that, the finch will eventually collapse. The little Taoist priest's heart was on fire.

Think of a way, think of a way!

There's a way, but, is it really going to be like this?

That's not good!

Seeing this, the finch couldn't hold back any longer, and the little Taoist priest finally gritted his teeth and said slowly: "Hongyan, look at me, use all your feelings, all your feelings, to experience, and experience the master's love for you." ”

"The master loves you!"

As he spoke, the little Taoist priest lowered his head and choked at his delicate red lips.

Since the finch can't suppress the discomfort in her body, let the finch experience another kind of happiness with all her heart. Happiness will always dilute discomfort.

So the little Taoist priest kissed it, and then, sucking wildly!

The body of the finch in his arms shook violently, and then relaxed.

Lips parted, the little Taoist priest looked at the blushing finch, and said slowly: "Hongyan, look at me, use everything you have to experience the love that the master has given you." ”

"Hongyan, the master gives you bliss and takes you to ascend to immortals!"

"You, experience this bliss with all your heart!"

……

It's dawn!

The little Taoist priest trembled his hands, picked up the white clothes on the ground, and draped them over his naked body.

Looking at the large patch of blood on the ground, the little Taoist priest trembled his lips. The tears in my eyes finally couldn't help but flow.

It's so miserable, it's really miserable, it's really miserable, it's angry!

How can this be, how can you do this!

Sparrows!

You can't do that, finch!

How did things come to this?

God is pitiful, he Zhang Tianyi can swear to God, he really didn't expect to do that.

He just wanted to kiss the finches' beaks, at most, at most, he wanted to touch the finches' breasts, which had long coveted him and wanted to experience them deeply.

He could swear to the Blood Sea Sword that he really didn't think about taking away the finch's chastity. After all, there is still Xu Ruoxue here! After all, he and Que'er's father are the enemies of life and death!

Since he can't marry a bird, how dare he ruin the innocence of other girls? How could he Zhang Tianyi do something that was inferior to such a beast?

That kind of thing that is inferior to beasts is to borrow ten of his guts, plus seven color hearts, he doesn't dare, won't, and doesn't want to!

But things are out of control!

It's not that he's out of control, it's that the finch is out of control!

After experiencing the happiness brought to him by the little Taoist, the finch turned the discomfort that was everywhere all over her body and was absolutely unbearable, and she was overwhelming!

This desire is so strong, so the completely crazy finch turned against the guest, she pushed down the little Taoist, and then, the overlord made a bow!

She was so crazy, so violent, and even the tragic pain of her daughter when she first broke the melon couldn't stop her in the slightest. She didn't stop at all, she just whipped up her horse and galloped wildly!

Under her ferocity, the little Taoist priest felt like a toy, he was manipulated into various poses by the finches, and was destroyed by the finches at will.

Or endless, seemingly never-ending destruction!

As a result, the little Taoist's Yang Body was completely defeated and defeated. He was killed so much that he lost his armor, couldn't cry, and almost bleed!

Of this great patch of blood on the ground, only a few drops belonged to the finches, and everything else belonged to him. There was blood from a ruptured wound, blood from a fingernail, and even blood from a small bite!

This is really, inhumanely devastation!

Although I am used to being forced by a female overlord, I really don't get used to being so devastated by a woman!

How can it be so cruel! So cruel!

Looking at the infinitely beautiful naked body and sleeping sweetly beside him, the little Taoist priest couldn't help but shudder.

Woo,* or something, I don't dare to ask for it again.

It's scary!