Forget about water.
Half of the troubles are thrown away, and the other half is the bliss of the West.
After drinking it, the attack is very fast, ten times and a hundred times better than the medicine next to him, not to mention that he has already counterattacked at this moment.
After sighing and saying those words, Shen Du looked down at the monk condescendingly, and saw that his eyes, which were originally unmoving, were stained with a strange color.
Obviously, he had already realized the effect of Wangyou Water.
To his surprise, the monk looked at him, and in addition to the initial anger, he even added two points of kindness and three points of compassion.
as if...
What he just said was just nonsense.
Shen Du laughed: "It's all over, don't you still want to tell me that you don't regret saving me, do you?"
Although the monk can't speak, but the meaning of his eyes is clear.
No matter what happened, he would not blame himself for a compassionate heart.
Because there is nothing wrong with saving people, even if he is the legendary monster who kills people without blinking an eye. If the later development is unsatisfactory, the fault will not be the person who saves people, but the person who is saved is not right.
Just a farmer and a snake.
Originally, Shen Yu was full of ridicule to say, but at the moment when he touched the monk's eyes, he couldn't say it for some reason.
He could only shut his mouth, closed his voice, leaned down slowly, and sighed: "People are good by being bullied, so I choose to be a bad person, so that I can bully a good person like you."
The medicinal power is rising too fast.
In the first half of the sentence, his voice was still a bit cold without any smoke, and when he reached the last sentence, he had already added a dark hoarseness.
The intoxicated eyes were slightly squinted, but he stretched out his hand and touched the monk's eyebrows.
He had thought about it a long time ago.
How can there be such a good-looking monk in the world, and how can a monk have such good-looking eyebrows
If I want to trace it, I will outline it with a pen; I also want to touch it so lightly, so that the corners of the eyes and brows, which are not stained with the slightest dust, and so compassionate, add a bit of popularity and draw them into the world of three thousand feet.
Now, when the interest comes up, the hands are moved.
Shen Du's fingertips were as cold as his lips, revealing a yin and coldness. But the monk's body temperature rose sharply because of the Wangyou water, like a scalding charcoal fire.
From his fingertips to the top of his heart.
With just such a slight touch, Shen Du's breathing couldn't help but become a little more rapid, and a certain secret and shameful desire in his heart also became slutty and explicit due to the influence of the medicinal power.
His eyes seemed to be on fire.
The burning of the **** made his hands lose weight, and because the transparent nails trembled, a thin bloodstain was drawn above the monk's brow bone.
For a moment, Shen Du couldn't tell whether he was in the real, or in the fantasy, or in the mystery of the real and the fantasy. It is dominated by the ** which is stimulated by the ** God formula and Wangyou Shui.
He leaned over.
No longer satisfied with just touching the monk's eyebrows, I want to go a step further, kiss him, and seduce him...
Lips and lips, pressed together again.
Cold and hot, exchanging temperatures with each other.
He knew that his posture at the moment was not good-looking, because the monk did not close his eyes, and he could see his face and eyebrows from the bottom of the other's eyes.
Without Su Ri's fierceness to frighten the heroes, even the deep hostility on his body was reduced, and what was stained on him was actually a bit of extravagant color.
Even because he is too cold, this beauty is also cold.
But at this time, with the intoxicated attitude of the red eyes, where is the dignity of the demon Taoist master
The heartbeat is quickening.
The flow of blood also became rapid.
Shen Du only felt that the effect of Wangyou Shui this time was stronger and stronger than ever before. The medicinal power quickly blended with the gloomy coldness produced by the ** divine art, which soon made his lips blue and white, but there was a thin sweat on his forehead.
He kissed the monk's lips a little jerky.
At first, it was just a groping-like grinding, but after a while, he felt that it was not enough, so he stuck out the tip of his tongue, intending to pry open the tightly pursed lips of the monk and ask for it deeper.
But the monk looked at him with cold eyes.
At the moment when he kissed him for the third time, the sympathy in the bottom of his eyes, which was like an ebb tide, slowly diminished. And as his behavior became more and more arrogant, the darkness and coldness that were hidden in the darkest and lowest places gradually surfaced.
A little bit of disappointment.
But after a flash, it disappeared again, replaced by a bit of regret, but without the slightest hesitation.
He raised his hand.
Shen Du also kissed him in a daze.
But the next moment, the lips and tongues that traced the other person's lips and contours stopped. A creepy feeling, accompanied by the hot touch on his neck, rose from the back of his head!
"you-"
The voice only had time to spit out half of it, and the second half disappeared automatically when it touched the vaguely floating murderous intent in the monk's eyes.
He's going to kill him!
Such knowledge suddenly made Shen Du feel suffocated.
Even if the whole person has been tossed by the combined force of ** God formula and Wangyoushui, he is about to forget his name, but the crisis of life and death is ahead!
At this moment, he almost subconsciously restrained his mind, wanting to slap the head of the monk in return!
But who could have guessed
Just as the wind from his palm was about to fall, the monk's clear expression suddenly changed, and a strange flush appeared on his face!
The pupils shrink sharply, which is an unexpected pain!
Immediately afterwards, there was a loud "poof", and a mouthful of blood spurted out!
The palm that had been pinching Shen Du's neck and was about to break it with force immediately followed this sudden change, and became exhausted. It was as if a strange force had penetrated between his limbs and heart and lungs, causing him to suffer terrifying pain!
A layer of black air suddenly appeared on the jade-like face.
Violent, cold.
It is incompatible with his original Zhongzheng Peace!
The hot blood spilled out and fell on the moon-white monk's robe, and also on the back of the monk's hand, between the fingers...
Shen Du was stunned for a moment.
The palm that patted the monk Tian Linggai stopped halfway, and the killing intent was surging, but at this moment, he was a little more confused: What's wrong with this monk
He just felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't remember it.
The monk in front of him obviously also thought that such a change would happen to him, and Gujing's mood was always unwavering, so he was shaken a bit, but it further aggravated the reaction of the medicine.
Wangyou water was prepared by Shen Du for his own use, how domineering
He was able to maintain clarity at the beginning, but it was because of the solid cultivation that has laid a solid foundation over the years, and this extraordinary concentration that is not intruded by external demons.
But just now, at the moment when he wanted to kill Shen Du and wanted to exercise, there was an extremely cold and extremely yin qi gushing out from the internal organs like needles.
What he cultivates is the most masculine and firm.
This extremely cold and extremely yin power, and his various exercises, are the same as water and fire, and he has no defenses, only this moment has been in the road.
All over the body, how much vigorous energy is rushing towards this foreign breath between the viscera.
In the monks, heaven and man are at war, and the misery is unbearable.
Even if he still has the heart to kill Shen Du and get rid of this harm, he doesn't have that power. Not to mention, Shen Du still has 40% of his skill at the moment, how could he be able to kill him easily
The problem lies in the sip of tea that the other party forcibly fed him.
But the irony is that when he saw himself vomiting blood, his face was stunned.
For the first time, he regretted saving Shen Du.
For a natural monster like him, even if he summons the gods and Buddhas in the Nine Heavens, he may not be able to make him repent. How can he cross the mortal body
Better to kill it!
Compassion reappears in the eyes, and there is a kind of great sadness in the vagueness; however, in the body it is a battle of ice and fire, between the two layers of heaven and the sky, if a little carelessness, it will be 20 years of hard work.
The monk looked at him like this for a long time.
In the end, he took back the hand that was unable to support it, and while his lips moved, he silently recited "Amitabha Buddha". He folded his hands together, sat up cross-legged, and lowered his eyes slowly, as if he had turned into a Buddha statue.
But Shen Du, who was very close to him, could easily see his trembling fingers, purple lips, and sweaty forehead.
The sweat dripped down and ran across the monk's slender neck.
After a flash, he silently sank into his clothes with restraint and forbearance.
"laugh!"
At this moment, Shen Du actually sneered out, the consciousness and consciousness that had been temporarily separated from the body by the monk's eyes, all came back, like a boulder thrown into Pinghu! What aroused was his rage!
"Dead bald donkey, you want to kill me?!"
He hasn't even thought of killing this monk yet. Who would have thought that the always merciful monk would have the thought of murder one step ahead of him!
What a shame!
Shen Du really laughed.
** lost him, anger drove him crazy.
The icy fingers stretched out and grabbed the monk's jaw fiercely, forcing him to raise his head, open his eyes, and stare at himself with those pupils that were gradually stained with sex.
The anger in the voice is unabated, and there are more sharp taunts!
"Do you think that you are your fellow classmate? The three-legged cat's kung fu dares to attack me!"
"Dare to risk the world to save me, and now you want to kill me again!"
"When you crush an ant, you can give birth to a heart of compassion; I am a big living person, but you have murderous intentions! It's me, Shen Du's big dream, and it's ridiculous to the end, or you, a monk, is not pure in the six senses, and the five aggregates are not empty. , too crazy?"
The monk was forced to raise his head and look at Shen Du.
The clarity of those eyes has become extremely unstable, as if being in the red dust purgatory, constantly suffering from strange bites from all over the body, and the color of the eyes gradually becomes obscure.
After listening to his words, he was still that irritating indifference.
"Good, good, good! What a hard bone!"
When Shen Du saw this, the last sensible string in his mind was also broken by the swept anger, and his body's endurance also reached a limit at this time.
After all, he is also a world-class expert, and at a glance, he can see that he is at a critical moment. What's more, there is no martial arts at all
Therefore, as if to touch the bottom line of the monk on purpose, he put a cold face, buried his head again, and once again covered the monk's lips.
This time, it was the gnawing force of a beast.
He didn't know much about this in the first place, and now he has the intention to torture this monk, so he is especially cold and vicious.
In just a short while, a thick bloody smell filled their lips and teeth.
It's just that the monk's eyes are still cold when he looks at him.
Like ice knives and snow swords, there is an aloof sympathy. And this happened to be what Shen Du hated the most and didn't want to see.
After prying for a long time without opening the monk's lips, he finally gave up, icy fingers climbed all the way up his warm neck, and a vicious thought rushed up to just gouge out his eyes.
But in the end it was reluctant.
He felt afraid that he was ill. Or maybe the backlash of the ** God Jue was too ruthless, making him unable to lift the finger up for a while, so he could only stop on the protruding Adam's apple between his throat.
"Monk..."
There was a low voice in his mouth, as if there was something he wanted to say, there was so little disappointment, but when he lowered his eyebrows, the final sound disappeared again.
Shen Du half closed his eyes, finally too lazy to look at the expression of the monk.
Looking bad.
He leaned over, took his Adam's apple, tried to fiddle twice with the tip of his tongue, and bit gently with his teeth. After hearing that the monk's breathing suddenly became a little turbid and heavier, he slowly descended.
The window is half open, the light is slightly penetrating.
His eyebrows were drooping, his long eyelashes cast heavy shadows under his eyelids, and there was a sensational feeling that seemed to exist or not, and seemed to be true and evil.
At this time, the Daoist Daoist of the demon is very good-looking.
He just didn't know it.
Using his lips and hands together, he peeled off the monk's moon-white robe little by little, leaving the monk's sturdy body exposed in the cold air, from the chest to the waist and abdomen, and then to the place below where it was already stiff.
The moment he touched it, Shen Du's fingers, which he tried to stabilize, trembled fiercely.
He never kisses anyone.
What will be done now is even more unprecedented.
Even in the dreamlike medicinal power of Wangyou Shui, it was far beyond the limit that his dignity could endure...