MTL - The Correct Way of Face-Slapping in Transmigration-Chapter 163 9.6 Face to Heaven Order

9.6

Gu Yunxi stared at Beichen Xuanming intently, and saw a red tide slowly appear on the man's face. His eyes were blurred, but his pupil color had turned into a trembling blood red.

He immediately understood that Beichen Xuanming had been invaded by the demon.

"Come on!" Even if the demon could never be eliminated, he couldn't hurt the person in the slightest. What's more, Ning Luo is just a kind of gratitude to him. How can he be gracious?

Beichen Xuanming suppressed the scrambled anger and yelled in a low voice. The penetrating desire made him feel pain like fire, at this moment, he just wanted to be a predator, ruthlessly plundering the youth in front of him.

If a cultivating person can't get rid of the demon, I'm afraid it will become stagnant, and it will be harder to advance. Today, if a man can't get his wish, he will stop.

Gu Yunxi will not let Beichen Xuanming fall to this end.

As soon as he saw Bei Chenxuan staring at his eyes, he knew where the demon was. The corner of his mouth was slightly raised, and he smiled softly, holding the man's big palm with tender hands, rubbing it lightly, his clear eyes were facing the man.

Beichen Xuanming took a breath, and hugged Gu Yunxi, waved a hand to form a barrier to protect the place where the two were. He devoured the red lips of the man in his arms fiercely, like a beast, and greedily sucked the young Tianjin's mouth.

The **** instantly diffused between the two.

He can never let go of this person, he thinks so, and plans to do so. He took a crazy bite of his collarbone and smiled wantonly.

Gu Yunxi caressed Beichen Xuanming's chest, tenderly caressing, watery eyes filled with affection.

Beichen Xuanming feels that everything in the world has gradually left him. His brain is full of young demon youths in front of him. He can't bear the fingers that Gu Yunxi walks on him, holding them tightly with his big palm, and placing them on his lips Gently kiss, then the **** crossed. The man leaned down, hot lips, and fell on the youth's fair skin, leaving traces of ambiguous.

Gu Yunxi bit his lip, his body trembled, and he twisted impatiently. After a while, he suddenly made a moaning moan. Beichen Xuanming could not wait to enter his body. The fair hands closed sharply, and the interlocking with the man became even tighter. Just like the feelings between them.

Under the demon, Beichen Xuanming had lost his mind. He madly devoured the youth under him, and he wished that he would be able to melt him into his own blood, so that he could only live under his control.

He's crazy, he knows he's crazy.

In his eyes, every move of the youth is amorous. Gu Yunxi breathed a light breath, a lip bite, can make his **** deeper.

At the moment when the lips and tongues intersect, Beichen Xuanming feels an unprecedented satisfaction, which is the satisfaction that has waited for millions of years. Even if he lost all his senses, he still couldn't stop his unconscious bowed mouth and happy expression on his face.

There has never been a moment in these thirty years that made him feel more earnest than now that the years of cultivation can be so fascinating. The monk does not have to be cold and ruthless.

Master said that people who cultivate ruthlessness ca n’t be emotional. If they are emotional, they will never be lost. He is wrong, love will only make him live a more real life.

When he was released in the youth, Beichen Xuan laughed. He never knew he could laugh. It was also at this time that he understood the happiness of the world's population.

He bowed his head and kissed the fine sweat on the youth's forehead, looking at Gu Yunxi's lost eyes and bright red cheeks, and the smile at the corner of his mouth couldn't hold back.

"Darkness," he said, "let's join the WTO." The sound is magnetic and dumb.

He doesn't want any avenues. That ruthless way should not be his destination. If you ca n’t be with this person, even if you can live for millions of years? And if he can accompany him, it is only a hundred years, and he is willing.

The moment he saw the young man, he understood that the “robber” that Master said appeared. It turns out that what mortals say, "Love, never knowing what to do, go deeper and deeper," is this feeling.

The smile on Beichen Xuanming's face was so bright that it was totally inconsistent with the coldness he felt. The dark eyes shone with bright light, raised an eyebrow slightly, and said to himself, "We go to the earth to find a bamboo forest and build a small room, only you and me, two people, live a happy life some."

Gu Yunxi's body shook twice, and he looked up at him. The flushing on his face had not faded yet, but he became pale in an instant. He also laughed, smiling a little reluctantly.

"How to say this all of a sudden," he provoked a pair of beautiful eyes, deliberately pretending to be puzzled, and laughed, "It's only a hundred years of life after joining the WTO, and it's the end in a blink of an eye.

Although he did not explicitly refuse, the meaning he expressed was very clear, and the man should understand.

He didn't want to follow Beichen Xuanming, but he couldn't. He has yet to revenge on the sufferings of thousands of generations, and has not yet made Tiandao taste those pains. In this cruel world of self-cultivation, if he is inadequate in cultivation, he will only have the fate of being crushed ruthlessly. He doesn't, and he should never be suppressed a little bit by the heaven again!

auzw.com "I have work to do." He paused and added an explanation.

He hasn't found it yet, and he hasn't figured out what's going on in the world. It's impossible to let go of everything and follow Beichen Xuanming.

Beichen Xuanming was silent, staring at Gu Yunxi quietly.

"Ming Luo, you asked me why I should feed you with blood." After a long time, the man suddenly said, "That's because you have sacrificed hundreds of years of cultivation to protect me for two years."

He was not rumored by the outside world. He was born into the Taoist Sect because of his talents at birth, but was brought in by a master who entered the world at the age of five.

Before that, because of his natural vision at the time of his birth, he was regarded as a great ominous person. No matter how far away he was, anyone who had an accident would push all his faults on him, calling him a disaster. world. At the age of three, his natural parents, who could not stand the mortal's strange vision, threw him into the deep well.

Fortunately, he had a great life, and a small flower in the well that had just given birth to his life saved him, staying with him, and using the whole body to build a dew that kept him alive, and fed him every day.

Without that kind flower, there would be no Beichen Xuanming today.

The cold glow of the moonlight enveloped the two of them, Gu Yunxi stared blankly at Beichen Xuanming. With his statement, a flash of pictures flashed through his mind.

The young child was crying sadly, comforting softly, not shining into the bottom of the well, quietly accompanied by a flower and a child, things he hadn't experienced in his memory, and went through it in his mind. .

Gu Yunxi suddenly became panicked. He had long forgotten what he was when he was still compassionate, and even more so forgot the innocence and kindness he once had.

It wasn't him who accompanied Beichen Xuanming.

"You love that me?" He asked. I didn't want to know that answer. He has been faintly guessing, there is a great possibility that he is this flower.

This idea is ridiculous. He was born on the banks of the Styx River and was transformed by resentment. It could not have existed in this world of cultivation. But the flashing pictures reminded him all the time that these were not just his imaginations. Even, he suddenly knew the identity of this world. His essence today is an exquisite flower, a rare and seductive love flower.

Beichen Xuanming looked at the smile on the corner of the young man's mouth, and could not help but give birth to a dull pain. He held Gu Yunxi tightly in his arms and said, "Maybe love."

"I love you more now." He kissed the young man's forehead and continued.

He has always had a hazy feeling in his heart. He didn't understand that feeling was the so-called love. As a young man, he either loved the flower that accompanied him or was just out of gratitude, and now he loves the person in his arms.

At this moment, Beichen Xuanming had put Zi Xiao's real life behind her head.

The Tao is ruthless. He practiced it for more than 20 years. When he saw the youth, he was tired and tired. He couldn't get through this disaster.

"Ming Luo," Beichen Xuan Mingyi paid close attention to Yunxi's waist and said again, "Join the WTO."

Some people are waiting for eachother, waiting for a lifetime of love, waiting for a lifetime, and Gu Yunxi has the same man's unwavering aspiration of the ninth, and the lasting affection of the ninth.

He doubted, tempted, and even thought of giving up at some point, but went down all the way. He carefully recalled that the eighth and the eighties got along with each other, and he almost blurted out, but he finally resisted.

Gu Yunxi's gaze fixed, his throat moved and he couldn't say a word.

He finally understood that no one in this world can stop him from revenge. He understood. It turned out that his love for men was not as deep as the hatred in his heart.

Gu Yunxi was only at a loss at first, but then he felt a sense of utter disintegration and his face turned completely pale and bloodless.

He still laughed, bitterly.

Is he really worthy of this person?

He stood up and brushed off Beichen Xuanming's hand placed on his waist, slowly adjusted his clothes, his slender fingertips could not stop shaking, and kept shaking.

"I'm sorry," he said. The voice of refusal and the cold wind that passed through the cliff reached Beichen Xuanming's ears. "I can't accompany you." He wants to go his way, no matter what the outcome is, he won't regret it.

Beichen Xuanming's face was stunned first, then changed a chuckle. He looked around and refused to face his youth. He also stood up, took Gu Yunxi into his arms again, and kissed him gently. Forehead, then shook his head, whispered softly, "Yeah, you can't accompany me, then let me accompany you."

Gu Yunxi pursed his lips and looked up at him. There was a slight arc at the corner of his mouth, as if smiling.