The pupil of the sea emperor is much better than the body of charm - this is the first feeling that Lin Zhizhi has just learned from the system of the usefulness of his physique.
Compared with the uncontrollable and useless charming body, the sea emperor's innate magical power can be said to be a completely different high-level skill.
The young master of the Lin family never thought that these two constitutions would one day conquer each other.
When he fell into the pool and fell into the arms of the blond man, he was actually sober. Lin Zhizhi was soberly aware of the current situation, but was unable to break free. And just like when he was with the master, all the functions began to be dull, and the clarity of the spiritual platform could not be maintained, and it was soon swallowed up as well—the only difference was that he could not struggle.
Facing the master, he could still use words to escape, but now, he can't have his own will at all, and can only follow the man's wish.
Sea Emperor is different from him. What he suffers is the temptation of charming physique. He just magnifies his perception and still has self-consciousness.
Despite being immersed in the icy water, the man's body was hot. When the black-haired boy pounced on him and the two embraced through a layer of wet clothes, he felt a desire from the bottom of his heart, wanting to have further contact to cool down.
The man looked at the boy with those dark blue pupils.
Lin Zhizhi spontaneously pulled off his neckline and stuck it on again.
Even in the most absurd dream, he had never taken such initiative.
With his chest naked, he stretched out his hand to take the black-haired boy into his arms, and let the other party touch down his firm chest muscles.
When Lin Zhizhi was under control and was about to touch the taboo, he lazily reached out and pinched the boy's chin to stop him.
Lin Zhizhi was attacked by both the Charming Physique and the Eye of the Sea Emperor this time. Those cold eyes like the starry night were dyed with the color of desire. The man smiled involuntarily, kissed the end of the boy's red eyes with some fascination, and licked away his tears, leaving behind his own. Mark of.
"do it yourself."
Then he leaned back, his long blond hair twisted by the edge of the pool, and pulled the boy hard, causing him to fall on top of him.
Lin Zhizhi straddled the other side's abdominal muscles, relying on the other side to barely support his body. The man took off the crown of his hair, let the three thousand blue silk flow down, and inserted his fingers into his hair, pressing him down.
The boy happened to face the marks on the man's chest.
It was a kind of wound that Lin Zhizhi was very familiar with, a sword wound.
The man felt his sight, grabbed his hand, stroked the scar inch by inch, and his voice dragged his tone: "Don't panic, I can't bear to hurt you like this. I will only leave you behind. Some other kind of scars... like, like this."
As he spoke, he pressed his hand slightly on the boy's waist, and a red mark appeared on the snow-white skin.
After Lin Zhizhi's body was quenched, he was actually close to being invulnerable. For some reason, once this charismatic body erupted, it immediately transformed him into the most sensitive physique.
He should have continued to indulge in it, but when he touched the sword wound, a special spiritual energy poured into his brain, which made him regain a little consciousness.
After regaining his self-consciousness, he felt the warmth of their skin touching each other, and then he noticed something was wrong. As if... it's too late
…
Lin Zhizhi gasped for breath before he got rid of the man with a sour body.
Just now - what happened just now, he doesn't want to know at all! He would rather not sober up QAQ that the remaining aura in the sword wound was more familiar to him than the sword wound itself.
It belongs to Xuanhua.
Lord Dao Zun has rarely used swords. His sword is very special and contains supreme secrets. With just one sword, the pervasive sword energy will always hover in the wound, making it difficult for it to heal.
Then the identity of this blond man is also ready to be revealed, Sea Emperor Jiashu. Hundreds of years ago, he was ambitious and led the elite soldiers of the sea tribe, intending to attack the human tribe. He was slashed by a sword from Xuanhua who came down the mountain, and has not healed up to now.
Lin Zhizhi wanted to cry but had no tears. Not only did he feel a subtle sense of guilt, but he also felt heartache for the body of Yuanyang that he had guarded for many years.
#There is always a sense of shame playing in front of the master#
#It was agreed to keep Yuanyang to Jiedan#
#日 ah angry, he doesn't even have punctuation marks#
The blond man exudes hormones that belong to men. He enveloped Lin Zhizhi in his breath, and it seemed that he wanted to come again.
The black-haired boy's clothes were scattered, and he pushed him away in a rare panic, and quickly got up and walked out of the waist-length pool. The soaked white shirt was clinging to his body, and the skin was looming. It sounds embarrassing, but in this situation, his whole body still exudes a faint luster like jewels, which makes people dare not look directly.
He took out a complete set of clothes from the Qiankun Ring, put it on his body, and used the exercises to steam dry his body. Apart from his complexion, there is nothing different from the outside.
No... Isn't that the body of Yuanyang? The body of Yuanyang has little effect on the effect of the pill, and it is given to the beloved girl...
And it's not without fun.
Lin Zhizhi ruffled his hair irritably.
The blond man was easier for him to accept than Xuan Hua or Su Yu. It is really difficult to jump from a friend and a teacher to a lover who can sleep. These are not as good as a sudden appearance as a strange man. In fact, Lin Zhizhi is quite big. Lan Zhen lost his Yuan Yang body at the age of fourteen.
But it was limited to acceptance. After Lin Zhizhi woke up, he still wanted to give Haihuang a flying grass.
Lin Zhizhi is now completely awake, but His Majesty the Sea Emperor is not yet. His consciousness was still immersed in the afterglow. Seeing Lin Zhizhi approaching, he opened his hands very naturally and wanted to embrace him for a moment: "Come on."
The voice is magnetic, like the singing of a deep sea singer, which is so moving that people can't wait to soften their waists when they hear it. The pair of blue oceans wanted to drown the boy from start to finish.
After going through this scene, the top of Neptune's head jumped from the [favorability index -5, the attitude is hostile] when he first came in, and suddenly jumped to the [index 70, the attitude is wanting to shoot]...
"… "
-Shoot your head, shoot inside yourself! ! Just because the hug (?) suddenly increased so much favorability, Haihuang is really a lower body animal!
Lin Zhizhi didn't soften, he was still sore. He held his waist with one hand, and could no longer maintain his previous indifference: "Tell me, how do you want to die?"
Haihuang smiled, and before he could answer, he was suddenly attacked by Lin Zhizhi and knocked on the back of his neck.
—Lin Zhizhi knew that it wasn't this person's fault. Strictly speaking, it was his own physique's fault. But he just wanted to beat him up to comfort the spirit in the sky in the body of Yuanyang.
Lin Zhizhi dragged the blond man out of the pool and gave him a half beating. The man's fluffy blond hair was dyed with mud, covering half of his face. He was slender and looked like a prince in trouble.
The man's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, a layer of black gas emerged from the wound on his chest, and a mouthful of black blood suddenly spit out.
Blood splattered on the ground, and smoke billowed up.
It was a sign of poisoning.
Lin Zhizhi squatted down, pushed back the man's hair, and checked his pulse.
The other party's sexy lips were tightly closed, his breathing was rapid, his face was pale, and he looked like a weak, sick beauty.
The Hai Clan officially claimed that the Emperor of the Sea, who was cruising the four seas, was injured and poisoned in the clan at this moment. Even if Lin Zhizhi was not interested in these conspiracies to seize power since he was a child, he could guess what. At this time, if you want to save people, you need to think carefully.
The young master of the Lin family is not the Virgin of the White Lotus. On the contrary, he is colder than anyone else most of the time. According to his character, he really wanted to leave this man here - he was lucky if he didn't make up for it.
But he did not forget that the Human Race came here to discuss and join forces with the Sea Race. If the sea emperor died and the sea clan fell into civil strife, then the chances of the demon clan taking advantage of it would be much greater.
The black-haired boy leaned down and looked at Kashu for a long time, but finally opened his mouth and stuffed a rejuvenation pill inside. The demon spirit woke up from the young man's hair, muttering "what is there to save this guy", and turned into a mask, covering the sea emperor's face.
The demon spirit was very dissatisfied with Lin Zhizhi for letting such a noble creature do such a thing, and the mask was extremely ugly, turning the handsome and unparalleled king of the sea clan into an ugly man in an instant.
Lin Zhizhi dragged the Sea Emperor to the bottom of the deep pool with disgust on his face, hugged him in his arms, a little toes, the spiritual energy formed a protective shield around his body, and flew out of the deep underground pool.
They didn't waste much time, and it was late at night when Lin Zhizhi returned. The sea clan spent too much energy looking for the emperor of the sea, and only loosely defended the guards around the human clan. Lin Zhizhi just dodged a little, and took Jiashu back to the bedroom, and threw the person on the ground. , draw the curtains.
The demon spirit floated up from the man's face, turned into a bracelet, and wrapped it around Lin Zhizhi's wrist.
Speaking of saving people—Lin Zhizhi is not professional, all he can do is put a pill in the man’s mouth (… ), this is the elixir of ancient immortals in the secret realm of Tianfu, and his distressed hand trembled. , The heart said that when he wakes up, he must spit out a hundred times.
After simply moving the man from the carpet to a hidden place to make sure he couldn't see it from any direction, Lin Zhizhi stretched, opened the tent, walked into the shell-shaped bath, and took off his clothes to wash his body.
The blond man who fell to the ground in a strange posture suddenly opened one eye, and the azure blue sea was sparkling. He resisted the urge to cough, and through the curtain, the desire that had not disappeared was picked up again. He quietly stretched out his hand and pinched hard on his thigh, successfully making his little brother wilt.
Before the boy returned from the bath, he closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.
The boy's whole body was blushing with steam, his face was not always as cold as ice, but he was relaxed, and his lips were rosy, making people want to pick them freely. Lying on the bed, he turned off the light, did not look at Kashu, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
After an unknown amount of time, he turned over and stretched his wrists out of the bed.
His wrist is very slender, but full of strength, white and flawless, glowing with cold white light under the moonlight, like the most perfect artwork.
His Majesty the Sea Emperor's blue eyes were still deep, he straightened up, as if bewitched, he leaned down to hold the palm of the young man, and kissed the back of his hand reverently.
-Aren't they in tune with each other
- He could feel the rhythm from soul to body. The legend of the sea clan is not wrong. When you really meet the destined person, you can find it no matter what.
- The situation is still too chaotic, so let's sleep for a while, his concubine.
The sea clan is devoted to love, and there will only be one true lover in his life. For so many years, Kashu has been attached to the sea clan. In the first half of his life, he thought about conquering the human race, and in the second half of his life, he thought about how to improve his strength, and he never had any admiration for anyone. If it weren't for this accident, he might have been a virgin until he died.
Just as his lips fell, the boy who had closed his eyes suddenly opened his eyes, withdrew his hand, and asked the immortal sword to rest on the neck of the blond man.
"Tell me, Your Majesty, why did you pretend to be in a coma?"