He was pushed back by the aura vine.
After pressing it back, those black vines disappeared, but a circle of black spiritual power was wrapped around the right wrist, and it couldn't get rid of it no matter what.
Lin Shu thought it was impossible.
He got up again, this time before he could go to the door, he was entangled by the aura again. It turned out that the aura vine did not disappear from him, but was hidden under the clothes - although the texture is soft, it can change shape at will, like It is a chain, but its tenacity cannot be broken free, it is a chain.
Xiao Shao played hide-and-seek with him, and threw him in and locked him in the house. What does it mean? How much clarity does this person have
Lin Shu couldn't understand it, but he knew that Xiao Shao was extremely dangerous right now. He couldn't say that he would not be able to maintain his body at any moment, and completely turned into a grievous ghost. And according to past experience, the only thing that can make Xiao Shao better is that he is by his side.
He stared at the direction of the spiritual power vine.
Xiao Shao's martial arts accomplishments are naturally profound, and his spiritual power is constantly circulating, and it is difficult to find flaws.
But Lin Shu thought to himself, although Xiao Shao could completely suppress him because of the power of resentment, but if it was only spiritual power, his training in martial arts might not necessarily be lower than Xiao Shao's.
Immediately carefully observe the alternating flow of the black qi on the wrist, after a quarter of an hour, a flaw was found, and a sword qi suddenly slashed past.
The void seemed to stir up ripples, making the sound of gold and stone colliding, but the result was not what Lin Shu thought. The black energy was only cut in a gap, not completely broken. He thought about it, Xiao Shao sucked the power of the phoenix's soul. , I am afraid it has improved.
Thinking of this, he also thought that the thousands of years of inheritance of his sword pavilion might not be inferior to that of the ancient phoenix.
Without the bondage, he picked up Wugui again, and he had to lead the way for himself.
It's okay to be silent this time.
Lin Shu had no other choice but to go to the door.
But he didn't want to take a step, and was suddenly pushed down again by a strong force, and several strands of spiritual power vines, which were harder and more flexible than before, bound him to the bed again.
Moreover, after he was bound to the bed this time, these strange things did not disappear, so they merged with this red silk and soft wedding bed, and firmly restrained him.
There were four vines that bound his hands and feet, another one was wrapped around his waist, and another was softer, strangling his throat.
Lin Shu kept trying to break free, consciously spending his life's cultivation on it, but it just added some insignificant cracks to those vines.
However, the vines were bound tighter and tighter on his body, as if they were tightly restrained—and they were still walking slowly, and because they were invisible things under the clothes, they could not be seen from the outside.
If something else touched him like this, he would have suffered from allergic symptoms, dizziness, and stiffness, but this is Xiao Shao's spiritual power and breath, which is almost the same as Xiao Shao's real person. After struggling for a while, he was forced to pant slightly by the vines, and the parts of his body that were restrained by the vines trembled even more, uncontrollably.
There are many places on his body that cannot be touched. After Xiao Shao muttered "you are too sensitive" several times, unless this person has the intention of making fun of him and wants to make him cry, he will not touch it. . But these vines, which are no different from Xiao Shao's breath, no matter how three seven twenty one wanders around him, just the one on his waist will make him die, let alone others.
Lin Shu didn't dare to move again, but his breathing was still rapid and he couldn't stop panting.
For a while, he was in a trance, looking at the red soft yarn hanging from the ceiling, thinking that Xiao Shao must trap himself here.
However, thinking that Xiao Shao's situation was worrying, and feeling that he couldn't go on like this, he used the exercises to break free from the vines.
The vines suddenly intensified, wandering all over his body, his whole body was soft and trembling, his eyes were blurred, he couldn't gather spiritual power to fight against the vines, and was forced to tears.
As soon as the first tear fell, there was some inexplicable grievance. While thinking of Xiao Shao's indifferent face, he also thought that he had clearly cultivated the ruthless Dao, so why couldn't he cut off all consciousness, it was better than being tortured by a few vines. look.
Feeling aggrieved, and thinking of Xiao Shao, who didn't know his life or death, he felt at a loss.
He couldn't use his strength, grabbed the sheets under his hand tightly, closed his eyes, and pretended that he was a dead fish.
But no matter how much he pretended, it was useless. The vines intensified and tangled and scratched around him. He was shaking all over, biting his lip, making no sound, struggling to come out, and could only move in a limited way.
I couldn't breathe, and I couldn't help shedding some physiological tears because of the excessive stimulation. Later, as time went on, the grievances of being bullied became stronger, but I cried and breathed with sincerity.
But it was impossible for him not to resist.
By moving his fingers little by little, he finally touched his pocket for storing things.
With a move of spiritual sense, he took out the bronze dice.
He wants to return to Qingmingdongtian to consider how to deal with it, and he must not stay in this room any longer.
Holding the bronze dice, the moment he was about to enter, an icy force knocked things down.
The bronze dice fell to the ground, and because the floor in this room was covered with a very thick fleece, there was no sound.
Lin Shu followed the direction of this spiritual power and saw that on the high seat under the window, the black mist was entwined, and a figure appeared.
Xiao Shao.
He sat on the ornate wooden chair carved with a phoenix, folded his arms and looked at himself, his eyelashes slightly drooping.
Still the same indifferent expression, with nothing in his eyes, a strand of long black hair fell from his forehead and disappeared into the neckline of the same black robe.
Such a high posture, the sky outside the window is dark and gloomy, and he is in the semi-darkness, as if he does not belong to the world, but the Asura Hell, the indifferent and tyrannical king above the boundless sea of suffering, looking down at all beings.
With his appearance, the movements of the vines on Lin Shu's body also changed.
Something bulged under him, raising his upper body and turning his head into a slightly raised posture.
A vine that was originally wrapped around his waist and abdomen swam up, circled around his neck, and touched his lips.
But it didn't mean this, but wanted to open his lips and teeth, and then enter the mouth and throat.
And the breath on this spiritual power vine completely belongs to Xiao Shao, as if Xiao Shao's fingers are doing this.
Lin Shu closed his eyes.
He knew that this was the most provocative kind of intimacy, and some of the hints were so strong that it dripped out.
But Xiao Shao just looked at him with an expressionless face, obviously the owner of these vines, but it seemed that everything had nothing to do with him.
Lin Shu suddenly understood.
When he was still young, the master taught him to be pure and far from the world.
It is said that five colors make people blind, six sounds make people deaf, and seven emotions make people lose their minds.
Therefore, don't touch anything with bright colors, beautiful sounds, irrelevant mortals, and even wine and wealth.
Especially if you are tempted by the mortal world and become tainted with carnal desires, you will fall into the mortal world forever and lose the Dao forever, which is absolutely not desirable.
He was dumbfounded.
Then the old man said, what these words mean, disciple, you are so clear and pure, you must not let those things get dirty.
dirty.
He also heard Xiao Shao say this.
Xiao Shao said that all living beings are dirty and resentful ghosts, and only Xianjun is clean.
It's just that Xiao Shao's sanity still existed at that time, and he wanted to use the cleanliness of Xianjun to save himself.
Now Xiao Shao is different. I am afraid that he has noticed such a little cleanliness and wants to get dirty completely.
And he has nothing to get dirty.
The only remaining use right has been returned to Xiao Shao's body, which can be kneaded at will.
Maybe Xiao Shao didn't want to get dirty before.
It's just an empathy. In this person's eyes, a bit of white appears in this dirty world, which is really annoying.
So at first I found him by myself, and he left.
I found it many times, so I simply locked it in the room. Rather than being an eyesore, it's better to get them all dirty together.
So not allowed to walk, not allowed to leave the room, not even allowed to leave this bed.
And he was so calm and condescending, he only needed to release a little spiritual power, and he didn't even have to move a finger.
Fine.
all give.