Ting Yan's Adam's apple rolled, looking at the wind and flow of the young man's snowy skin and red lips, and used his spiritual power to clear the trick for him.

The red moon on the abdomen is particularly conspicuous, and the objects that do not belong to him that completely occupy him looming under the thin belly are also conspicuous.

Ting Yan closed his eyes, and through a layer of hazy perception came through his soul, he raised his eyes to look at Yuan Zhi and reminded, "Let him turn around." ”

There are many acupuncture points in the human body, and the spells of the Hehuan Sect are poisonous, and the warlock does the opposite, and he needs to combine the acupuncture points that he doesn't want to close on weekdays, and he needs to turn people over and over again.

Ting Yan wanted to help Lin Zhi get up, but when he saw Yuan Zhi holding the person, he directly turned the person around.

Yuan Zhi didn't think too much, just thinking about Lin Weaving's unstable appearance now, and didn't plan to have more twists and turns.

However, this situation was too much for Lin Zhi, his neatly trimmed nails left marks on Yuan Zhi's shoulders, his misty eyes were forced to shine, and even the voice squeezed out of his nose was a little short of mournful.

"Senior brother, it's okay, I'm here."

Yuan Zhi thought that it was the mixed aura that made Lin Zhi feel pain, and hurriedly patted Lin Weaving's back to appease him.

He thought that the senior brother was really because of the pain in the meridians, so he tightened it extraordinarily.

The evil cultivation of the Hehuan Sect is really not a good thing, and he actually used such a damaging method on people, he was still light when he passed through the Hehuan Forest, and he should have killed the person and then burned the strange forest.

Ting Yan saw it, looked at the tender split soul, and lowered the sneer in his eyes that was a little sharp to him.

Lin Weaving's green silk was like a waterfall, Ting Yan tied his hair together, loosely tied the hair band, held it with his hand to prevent it from covering it again, and pressed his other hand against Lin Weaving's back.

Wherever he touched, he tensed slightly.

It is expected that Lin Weaving himself is sensitive to this touch, or maybe it is because of this spell.

From the tail vertebrae to the top, and the chaotic flow of wood aura, the golden aura that is heading somewhere, the aura of the court inkstone is majestic and long, like a clear sign, telling Lin Weaving what is the right way.

In a place that was invisible to the naked eye, the wood spiritual energy that was originally forced to be transported stopped flowing out, forming one small vortex after another in the body, devouring the foreign spiritual power.

"If your spiritual power is really exhausted, you don't have to hold on."

Ting Yan looked at the nominal disciple and reminded coldly.

Yuan Zhi gritted his teeth and ignored it, he didn't need to actively input the spiritual energy into Lin Zhi's body, but half-passively watched the spiritual energy flow in.

Those smaller and smaller spirit groups can already show that his spiritual power is getting thinner and thinner.

If he continues like this, he is afraid that he will fall into the realm in front of him because his spiritual power is sucked dry.

Yuan Zhi actually doesn't matter, as long as the senior brother wants him to give it all, he can cultivate without him, but what he is worried about is that even this may not be able to let the senior brother spend this time safely, so that he has to ......

Yuan Zhi looked at the main body who was plain on the surface but actually had a winning posture, and his heart was full of unwillingness.

Yuan Zhi suddenly said: "You can pass on the gong to me." ”

The aura of other people may be incompatible with each other, but he and Ting Yan originally originated from the same soul, and Ting Yan could pass on the gong to him, so that Ting Yan would not have to meddle in this matter.

Ting Yan raised his eyes and said softly, "Do you really think I won't kill you?" ”

There was no anger in his voice, but the coercion belonging to the power of the Transformation Stage had already filled the entire cave, making people can't help but be nervous.

Ting Yan didn't kill Yuan Zhi, not because of the love calamity, but because the wounds of the split soul had not completely healed, and if he forcibly fused again, he might be seriously injured in the case of Yuan Zhi's struggle.

Harming others is not beneficial to himself, or in a situation like his 'enemy is also me', he is purely self-consuming and self-harming.

Just because it's not cost-effective doesn't mean he won't.

"Or, in this case, would you rather ignore his pain than cling to your childish thoughts?"

If he had come, Lin Zhi would have been able to run the anti-devouring technique smoothly.

What's more, Yuan Zhi's cultivation is only a golden pill, and how much spiritual power can be sucked away for Lin Weaving, he is different, he can meet Lin Weaving's request.

"It's true that I separated you from the calamity, so you should also know that he was originally my love calamity, but he just asked you to do it for you, and you keep using this as an excuse to argue with me about this, what's the point?"

Ting Yan was puzzled, he didn't mock Yuan Zhi with this, but he really didn't understand.

He did this so that Lin Weaving's body would not deteriorate, and at this critical juncture, the soul was still talking to him about these inconsequential things.

"You're too shameless, do you think this is something you can let you want, and you can get it back if you want?"

As the soul of love, Yuan Zhi may not know many things, but he knows that love is not a utensil, which can be easily given and easily withdrawn.

The voices that kept pouring into Lin Weaving's ears were noisy, he didn't know what the people around him were talking about, he only felt unsatisfied with his spiritual power and desires.

"It's noisy."

The young man's red lips are soft, and the tip of his red tongue traces the lip line of his young lover.

He silently urged with his body, no matter what kind of aura, he could take it into his pocket.

Ting Yan 'saw' that even without consciousness, Lin Weaving's mastery of this kind of exercise also showed an amazing talent, obviously he had not been guided to the last level, but Lin Weaving had no teacher, and those spiritual power vortexes finally appeared in Lin Weaving's inner mansion, continuously devouring the spiritual energy that entered his body, not only Yuanzhi's, but also his.

Without disguise, the greed under the gentle and soft face of the young man is clearly visible.

Like a man-eating flower that constantly absorbs nutrients to grow itself, seduces with a beautiful and harmless appearance, arranges everything with mature and proper means, and only when it is completely relaxed, will it not hide its nature.

Yuan Zhi bit Lin Zhi's lip a little bitterly, but he didn't dare to bite too hard, but the bottom showed a diametrically opposite attitude, just like the young wolf king who bit the neck of his prey to show his status, and arrogantly wanted to leave his own traces so that people could remember.

The suddenly tense arch of the foot was like a crescent moon in the night on Yuan Zhi's black clothes, appearing short but lingering.

Yuan Zhi's spiritual power had been completely depleted, but the inventory was extraordinarily rich enough to be full.

In the interval that was a little long in consciousness but in fact only a few moments, the taut instep suddenly relaxed, revealing a bit of lazy length.

Even at this time, Ting Yan was still unhurried, making people unable to see what he was thinking, as if he was just solving problems for his children and nephews, and sparing no effort to save him.

It's just that the back of the hand that is slightly bulging on the young man's flexible and thin waist reveals some clues.

"You're ......"

Yuan Zhi suddenly sensed something, and slapped the jade bed angrily.

If it weren't for the fact that this warm jade bed was carved from a whole piece of chalcedony, all the corners that were a little spliced would be torn apart because of Yuan Zhi's palm.

Yuan Zhi's originally dark eyes were rolling with thick ink, mixed with blood and overflowing red, he adjusted his breathing rapidly, and said hatefully: "How can you do this!" ”

It's too much, it's obviously his senior brother, he was already very aggrieved to let Ting Yan save his senior brother, but now he found out that Ting Yan had already felt his senior brother through him.

If it weren't for the fact that he clearly knew that he couldn't beat it, Yuan Zhi didn't want to solve the main body.

If he could have been stronger, maybe there would be nothing else to do today, and he would still be able to get his turn there.

"It's not what I want, it's just that you're part of my soul that you have cut off, and I don't know why."

Ting Yan stroked Lin Zhi's smooth back and replied lightly.

This was also unexpected by him, but fortunately the jade bed was wide enough, and he didn't have to see anyone in the way.

His eyebrows and eyes with a sickly color were stretched, and his originally pale lips were a little more bloody, revealing a little satiation.

Respected as the Lord of Sword Peak, his aura was so majestic, but he cared about Lin Weaving and let him digest it slowly, so as not to be greedy and chew too much, but let the aura accumulate in his body and become redundant.

"Senior brother."

Yuan Zhi came to Lin Zhi, and he looked a little aggrieved and wanted to sue.

However, the senior brother just glanced at him blankly with those affectionate eyes, and Yuan Zhi couldn't help but lean over again.

Whatever he let go, the senior brother was his.

The senior brother said that he would marry him in the future, and he was not the one who was not right.

The wind and snow of Infernal Mountain are rare and warm, and the mountain is decorated like a fairyland.

The roots of the vine were tightly intertwined with the trees, and the slightly sticky white snow mixed with the translucent water fell from the palms.

Zangxue holds a sword, and there are many winds and frosts.

Chapter 271: The common love calamity of master and apprentice

It seems like too much, and too bloated.

Lin Zhi was a little tired with his eyes half-closed, the light and shadow in front of him were shaking, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

In the blink of an eye, you can feel the stickiness on your body.

This exhaustion does not come entirely from the body, but more from the spirit.

The anti-devouring spell that runs in the inner house is constantly devouring the aura to nourish itself, wandering in every part of the meridians, and the aura is washed and repaired, so that people can only feel the pleasure that is enough to paralyze people for a long time, so the spiritual inertia is infinitely extended.

Between the ups and downs, the tides over and over again, tirelessly leaving traces on the field where they had visited.

Lin Zhi can easily distinguish between Yuan Zhi and Ting Yan, although the lovers who are divided into two do not have this kind of bad taste in the game that makes him guess who he belongs to.

Perhaps because of his illness and weakness, Ting Yan's body temperature is very low, so that when people see him touch him, they can think of the snow that does not melt all year round in Infernal Mountain, and the warm moon hanging above the snow mountain.

Probably because of illness, or some kind of elder's calmness, Ting Yan is not as impatient as Yuan Zhi, but regular, even with some cruel constant.

Although they were in the same continent and were also measured in the units of time, the time in the Xiuzhen Domain seemed to pass faster than in the Mortal Domain, so much so that people realized that a few days had passed after they were in a trance.

The cultivators have already opened the valley, and naturally there is no trouble with the reincarnation of the five grains, and there are traces left on the jade bed, and these traces have disappeared in the dust purification technique.

Fortunately, enlightenment is a common thing for monks, and Lin Zhi's soul lamp is burning well in the lamp hall, so that Ren Hebo will not worry about the whereabouts of the little apprentice.

In the continuous alternation, Lin Weaving fell into a complete slumber.

Ting Yan carefully examined his body, and after seeing that his realm did not fall, but had grown a lot because he had devoured a lot, he breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just that taking away other people's cultivation is not a good way to be righteous after all, and it may be hindered by Lin Weaving in the future, but judging from the current situation, there is really no way.

He looked at the sleeping young man lying in his arms, his fingers combing his long hair.

When Lin Zhi woke up, the sky outside was gray.

When it doesn't snow, the sky is a leaden gray, and it seems that there is never such a grand scene as the sunshine of the golden mountain.

Yuan Zhi was lying next to him sleeping soundly, wrapping around his waist, covering him in his arms.

The aura was running smoothly in the body, and the fatigue of any sequelae was gone, and the corners of Lin Zhi's lips were slightly curved, and his mood was quite comfortable.

01 quietly raised his head and said: [Host, do you remember those things? 】

If you don't remember, 01 will have to be reminded.

Although there is a cartoon mask,But 01 can see the coordinates.,This is within its purview.。

01 watched the cartoon for several days, almost humming a song and looking at the three coordinate points pasted.