Nan He is beautiful, Yuan Xianger knows,
At the beginning, wasn't he attracted by his beauty, ahhh, by his cute appearance
Therefore, the appearance of Nanhe women's clothes must be very beautiful. Yuan Xianger also knows it.
But when Nanhe, who had turned into a woman by the lake, sat on the bow of the boat in the moonlight, and looked back, Yuan Xianger admitted that she lost her temper at that moment.
At the moment when the man lowered his eyebrows and smiled, whether it was the fresh green lake surface or the scattered emerald red mountain flowers, all of them lost their proper color in an instant.
Qianqing Lake, all water mirrors, only reflected the curling figure at the head of the boat.
He has white teeth and slender waist, and his eyebrows are cut into Chunshan. When he looks back, he is stunned.
He is the son of Lantai, and he is also the flower of interpretation.
Obviously only Jing Chai in plain clothes, and the eyebrows are still Nan He's eyebrows, but it is a little less angular, a little less aggressive, and he has never scratched his head or made a pose, and he has never applied vermilion powder. Come on, Yuan Xianger's heart was touched at once.
Yuan Xianger felt that she was poisoned by this man. Regardless of his body or human form, no matter what age or gender, almost every form could hit his cute point with great precision, making him fascinated.
"That won't work, don't go. If any old Taoist touches you, I'll be heartbroken." Yuan Xianger grabbed Nan He's sleeve and refused to let go.
Even Pearl, a peasant girl who had been terrified all the time, couldn't help but stepped forward and said, "Sister is too beautiful, the Taoist masters in the Sanjun Temple are... extremely vile and shameless. A group of them saw it, and it was too dangerous."
She almost forgot Nan He's gender, and in the afternoon, when she heard that Nan He, a shrewd and handsome man, was going to go there for her, she had a look of disbelief.
There was a rustling sound by the lake, and Danluo's upper body was exposed to the water.
"Those human warlocks are very cunning. No matter the water surface is covered with powerful defensive circles, it is very difficult not to disturb those people to enter." He grabbed his wet hair behind his head, revealing a red mark on his forehead, "Simply Don't care if those people live or die, let me initiate a flood to overturn the temple."
Danluo had just recovered from his leg injury, and was suffocated by hiding in the fish tank. Yuan Xianger didn't let him come. But because the place he wanted to go was Nanming, he insisted on turning into his body and following along the waterway.
Nan He let go of Yuan Xiang's hand: "It's okay, although I turned into a woman, I'm actually still a man, so there's nothing to be careful about. Just wait for my signal by the lake."
Yuan Xiang'er was worried in every possible way: "When encountering perverts, boys are just as dangerous, and they should also pay attention to protecting themselves."
Du Shuo smiled and said, "Nanhe, you should stay, let me go."
Wu Yuan was very annoyed: "Hey, will Brother Du Shuo also become a girl? Saburo can too, so is it only me who can't have this interesting skill?"
Nanhe opened a bamboo pole, and the boat left the shore, carrying the wind.
Yuan Xianger and others hid on the shore, only to see the vast smoke on the lake, and the boat like leaves, slowly approaching the small island in the middle of the lake.
Three or five warlocks soon appeared on the shore, shouting to stop the boat and ask.
The one who accompanied Nanhe on the boat was Pearl Girl's father. Father Yu was just an ordinary farmer. Although he was willing to take risks because of his love for his daughter, he couldn't help cowering on the spot and stumblingly reported his name and village.
The leader saw Nan He's appearance, his eyes lit up, and he licked his lips unabashedly. He didn't pay attention to Father Yu's flawed remarks at all.
He waved him away impatiently,
"If you are acquainted, if you don't send it, the gods will punish you, but it's not something your family can afford. If the girl stays, go for a walk."
Father Yu was just claiming what he said, and looked back at Nan He several times, and finally gritted his teeth and left.
If Nan He and the others fail, their family will not be able to escape this boundary, just for the precious daughter who has been raised like a jewel since childhood. In the end, this ordinary father decided to give it a shot.
Nan He was taken to a side hall in the temple, and the person in charge of escorting looked up and down this beautiful peasant girl with lustful eyes without hesitation. Some warlocks encountered along the way even whistled directly.
"Which village actually hides such a beauty?"
"Hey, that waist is not bad, you can taste it carefully."
"Senior brother, do we really have a share? Such a beautiful little lady."
"Don't worry, after the master enjoys it tomorrow, it will be given to us. Anyway, in the end, it will be Shen Jiang, so you can have fun."
They said these words in front of Nan He without hesitation, and even looked at Nan He from top to bottom with stubborn eyes, waiting for such a soft little lady to show a look of horror and anger in the humiliation of their group of men.
Nan He has also lived in the world for more than a year. But it wasn't until this moment that he had a personal experience of turning into a woman. I realize how disgusting it is when a man shows such a wretched and perverted look to a woman and speaks such vulgar and shameless words.
Nan He had goosebumps all over his body, and he tried his best to restrain himself so that he didn't let himself turn into a wolf halfway and bite off the necks of those wretched men.
Among the group, only one young warlock showed a slight guilt, and quietly raised his doubts, "Senior brother, we are monks, is it too much to treat these little ladies like this?"
Everyone burst into laughter, "Could it be that the younger brother is still a young child? You don't have to come to the feast tomorrow, and stand guard outside the door for the brothers. When the time comes, these little ladies will no longer have your share, so don't drool and be serious."
The young man looked at Nan He's slender waist and long legs from behind, swallowed his saliva, and forgot his only conscience. Since everyone has done this, it can't be considered a mistake, right? He thought so.
"I'm just saying that, since the master and the brothers think it's okay, it's okay to think about it."
Nan He was pushed into a dimly lit room, the door was quickly locked, and the window was affixed with a forbidden spell that the little girl was powerless to break through.
(Xiao Nan? How is the situation?) Yuan Xiang'er's voice quickly resounded in her mind,
(Very well, I came in. I was wearing a sky-covering ring, and they didn't detect the demonic energy and didn't realize that I wasn't human.)
Nan He looked around, and there were several little ladies curled up in the corner of the house, all of them were beautiful and healthy, and some were even very young.
They were all mourning and weeping for their impending tragic fate. Nan He came in. For them, there was only one more tragic companion, and no one had the energy to pay more attention to him.
(The warlock here seems to plan to use sorcery to hurt these women tomorrow. There is still time. They will all rest later. I will find a way to take these girls away, and you are ready to attack at any time.)
(Okay, be careful. South River.)
The night was getting darker, and the girls who had been crying for a long time fell into a deep sleep.
Nan He was meditating in the corner, listening intently to the surrounding movement. The temple was very quiet at night, and there was a faint sound of a bell from the sky. There is not such a pleasant and refreshing voice, but it is low and round, charming and provocative. This kind of extravagant voice has been heard for a long time, and it makes people's minds float and blood flow.
In the depths of memory, where seems to have heard such a voice
Nan He thought carefully, and in the bottom of his heart, in the deepest part of his blood, a flame slowly ignited.
He seemed to see Yuan Xianger's figure appear in front of his eyes,
When Ah Xiang looked at herself, she always smiled like this, her eyes were burning, and her eyes were full of undisguised admiration and enthusiasm for him.
He has always known that he is a wolf clan, and bloodthirsty and killing are born in the blood of the wolf.
Xiang'er's gaze quickly ignited the most primitive flame in his heart every time. This sent his saliva up in the air and his blood roaring in his veins.
Every time like this, he would like to show his sharp teeth, bite the snow-white back of the neck of his beloved, and control her under his own brute force.
In order not to expose such vulgar and barbaric atrocities in front of Ah Xiang and hurt his most beloved people.
Every time he is intimate with Ah Xiang, Nan He is restrained and forbearing. Such compulsive patience also allowed him to obtain a more secret happiness.
Nan He stood up, and he quickly realized something was wrong. In such a voice, his heart was beating fast, his blood was throbbing, his ears must have come out, and a tail was gradually showing from the hem of his dress. On the ground, the teeth become sharp, and there is a little bit of the most primitive desire in the body.
He began to restrain his thoughts, forcing himself to be calm and calm. This kind of ringtone is very bastard, but it has only a slight influence on him when he wakes up, and it will not make him fall into intoxication and madness.
But in the room, except for Nan He, who was able to stay awake, all the girls who were immersed in their sleep fell into a wonderful dream, and the faces with the remaining tears showed a look of intoxication and joy in the dream.
The bell from outside the window became louder and louder, and the buzzing sounded through his mind.
Nan He suddenly remembered where he had heard this voice!
When he was young, in that dark and humiliating cage, he had heard the same sound when his bones were broken.
"Haha, the Sirius, the ancient beasts, they are full of treasures." The slender warlock with the goatee's beard was smugly accompanied by a strange bell, "The fur can be used to refine the sky-covering ring, and the blood can be used for medicinal pills. As for the bones and flesh…”
"Meiyinling, this is a good thing. With it, you won't have to worry about what kind of woman you want in the future."
Nan He supported the wall with his palm and stared at the window of the house.
Through the closed window, a silhouette hit the screen.
The man was thin, with a pinch of goatee in one hand, and a strange little bell in the other.
Nan He's face was half-beast-like. He grinned, revealing sharp teeth, and his eyes almost turned red.
It's him!
The human who captured himself a hundred years ago and tortured him in every possible way is still alive.
I'm going to shred him and grind him to powder!
There was a voice in his body screaming frantically, he almost turned into a huge body, broke out and killed the old thief whose name was Wuwang.
There are several human women sleeping in this small room. Once a big demon like him and Wuwang fight here, these vulnerable and defenseless beings will surely die.
It's just a few humans dead, so what
At this moment, he just wanted to see blood.
kill! Kill that old thief! Kill these humans and quench your wrath with their blood.
Kill! This is the way the wolf clan lives.
The general picture of childhood was shaking in his mind, and the sharp claws were already reaching for the figure through the door.
But in the end it hangs in the air.
The rousing bells were still ringing in my ears.
Nan He panted, looking at the sleeping girls in the room,
Those faces were so young, similar to Ah Xiang's age.
They will also laugh at someone like A Xiang, and look at the person they like with burning eyes.
The disturbed mind flashed past the Heavenly Wolf Mountain in childhood.
The majestic father stood on the top of the mountain,
Xiao Nan, every life in this world is extremely precious.
We survive by killing, and we have seized precious things in exchange for the chance to live in this world.
You should be grateful and cherish every life while cherishing your own body.
Never indiscriminately kill, never abuse, never bully the weak for no reason, this is the way of survival for our powerful Heavenly Wolf tribe.
It turned out that even though I was very young at the time, my father had already told me this truth.
Although the hot desire in his body has not been extinguished, his head has gradually cooled down, and those filthy and charming sounds can no longer interfere with his mind.
The voices of the conversation outside began to become clear,
"This instrument was made from the leg bone of a Sirius taken by the teacher a hundred years ago. With it, any chaste martyr will obey obediently. You should see how to use it first."
"Master is so powerful that he can possess such an artifact."
"When these cauldrons are harvested and replenished tomorrow, the master will surely have a long life, and immortal blessings will be enjoyed forever."
"I wish the master a long life and happiness."
…
As the voice faded away, Nan He heard Yuan Xianger's anxious voice in his mind.
(Xiao Nan! Xiao Nan! What happened? Xiao Nan.)
(No… nothing.) Nan He said softly.
(There's just a burst of rage in your head, and obvious… irritable confusion. Nanhe, something serious must have happened, you tell me?)
A Xiang's gentle voice slowly stroked Nan He's heart,
(Axiang, come in. Take the girls here.)
(I'm going to kill someone.)
…
The headmaster of the temple, Wuwang, is very proud at the moment. Since he accidentally captured the precious Sirius a hundred years ago, his luck has become very good.
He used the materials obtained from the Heavenly Wolf to refine various magical instruments and medicinal pills in exchange for the first spirit jade. Afterwards, I have had many occasions, and I have been practicing hard until now, and now I am finally about to break through and reach the next great realm.
Wuwang looked at his body that was so thin and aged to the extreme, and secretly rejoiced in his heart that his lifespan had reached the limit, and this body could not support it and began to rot. Fortunately, as long as you break through the realm tomorrow, your lifespan will be extended again.
In order to celebrate this day, he even prepared several young and beautiful women for himself in advance, used it as a cauldron to help him break through, and enjoyed it after getting a young body again.
Everything went so smoothly, Wuwang walked away contentedly under the praise of his disciples.
There was a loud bang behind him, and he turned to look.
Not far away, the roof of the imprisoned girl broke open, and a huge Sirius rushed out of the house, carrying all the unconscious women on his back.
"Sirius? There is still a Sirius in this world? No... No. It's that little wolf back then, that little wolf has grown up!" Wuwang was surprised at first, but then he showed an ecstatic look, "It's God who helped me too. He actually brought him to the door by himself. Quickly, catch him at all costs!"
His disciples did not respond to his words, and looked behind him dully.
"That... what is that!" A young apprentice pointed to the sky.
Wuwang frowned and turned his face.
The edge of the island was lined with overwhelming waves, and a huge black fish with a red forehead swam in the waves and swooped in their direction.
"Water demon? Form a formation! Quickly form a formation to block the flood!"
Wuwang has lived for more than a hundred years, and has experienced countless battles, big and small. Although he was shocked, he quickly calmed down.
"It's too late." A voice sounded almost in his ear.
Wuwang suddenly found a man standing on the ridge above his head.
Long hair, a crane cloak, and a cold expression.
The man's white finger pointed forward, and countless large pits appeared on the ground in an instant.
A lion-faced monster with a lion's body roared and descended from the sky, with the afterimage of black smoke streaking across its four hooves, picking up a disciple who was about to resist and flying high into the sky, there was a tragic cry from the sky, and the broken The limbs fell from the sky, and blood dripped in front of Wuwang's eyes.
The young Taoist man, wearing an old Taoist robe and a hat, sat on the back of the demon, looking down at himself.
"It turned out to be a cultivator of the Qing Yi Sect." Wu Wang could tell the identity of the person.
The ravaged face was drooping, and the cloudy eyes stared at the enemy in front of him, and said coldly, "My generation of practitioners should take the responsibility of slaying demons and eradicating demons, not to harm people in the same path. Chou, why did you do such a despicable thing, helping the demon to come to my Taoist temple to slaughter wantonly?"
His withered fingers twisted out a small black flag from his sleeve, and the turbid flag fluttered in the wind, bringing out an unpleasant fishy smell. The earth on the island began to burst, and the white bones broke out of the ground, swaying to form a skeleton apostle with a contract mark between the eyebrows.
"People in my generation should take the responsibility of killing demons and eliminating demons. These so-called demons and demons refer to perverted demons like you!" A woman's clear voice sounded.
On the surging waves, a seventeen- or eighteen-year-old girl stood on the waves with a water spirit bead, and held out a golden light magic charm with her two fingers.
The huge golden-armored god holding a treasure mirror rose in the waves, and the divine light lens that removed the filth of the world came out and shone toward the white skeleton.