Night fell... Sheng Nuan had just returned to the cave from the main peak after watching the competition, when she heard the message from the Lotus Seal transmitted to her.
"Little stone demon, come to the cold pool..."
Sheng Nuan's ears stood up, and he was on guard.
She pretended not to hear and turned around to leave the cave... But as soon as she came out of the cave, a figure appeared in front of her.
She almost ran into Lian Yin's arms. Just as she was about to take a step back, she was pushed into the arms with a cold breath.
The voice above me was a bit dangerous: "Little stone demon, what are you hiding from?"
Without waiting for Sheng Nuan to say anything, with a flash of her eyes, she was carried directly into the cold pool by the lotus seal...
Lian Yin looked down at her with a gentle look on his face: "My desire has not yet been purified, little stone demon, please practice double cultivation with me again, okay?"
The little stone demon in his arms looked shy and flustered, looking at him nervously...
Attributing all this to the poison of lust, Lian Yin did not continue to suppress himself, but lowered his head and kissed her, while coaxing in a hoarse voice: "Last time, I lost control, don't be afraid, this time I will make you happy, be good..."
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As he spoke, the hand with clear joints that usually held the sword seal was gently pulling down the little stone demon's gauze skirt without leaving any trace.
There was no disgust or revulsion like when he saw the bodies of those banshees. He just felt that every inch of her body made him love him. He wanted to love her but also want to wreak havoc on her. He wanted to make her happy... and even wanted to make her cry...
The bright moonlight is shining, the dark end of the moon is cold and dead, but here in Hantan is a completely opposite scenery.
Originally there were still traces of the spiritual power skills from the dual cultivation period, but later on there was only a messy and heavy aura left.
This affair has nothing to do with spiritual practice, only deep lust...
Under the moonlight, large patches of ink lotus suddenly appeared on the man's strong back. His aura seemed to become more fierce at this moment. Not long after, the ink lotus quickly dissipated...
The next morning, in the main hall of Tianpu Palace, the huge black jade bed was covered with cloud satin. Lian Yin missed the morning class for the first time in history.
His eyelashes trembled, and when he regained consciousness, he felt the slender and delicate curves of his arms, and subconsciously tightened his arms in his arms, but the next moment, he suddenly woke up.
He suddenly sat up, with Mo Lian's back to his chest looking ferocious and strange, looking at the mess on the floor, the black hair and white body tangled beside him... The scene of losing control last night appeared again.
He closed his eyes and took a breath. At this time, the little stone demon next to him also woke up.
She stood up in a daze, her black hair spread along her shoulders and her eyes blurred with sleep: "Your Majesty..."
But the next moment, when she saw the magic pattern on Lian Yin's body, she was suddenly startled. She subconsciously hugged Yun Duan and shrank back: "Your Majesty..."
Last night, when they were deeply in love, the lotus seal led her to caress her hand carefully from his chest down, telling her in a mute voice that he was the one without magic marks, and the one with magic marks was the unlovable one.
But now, the person in front of him is covered in magic marks.
Seeing the little stone demon's uneasiness and resistance, Lian Yin's lips tightened and her eyes were particularly cold.
Last night, she also held him and fell together...
Hooking his fingers, the clothes of the two of them returned to their original appearance... He stood up and said expressionlessly: "The poison of desire has been cured, you can go out."
Before he finished speaking, the little stone demon could not wait to fly away...
In the sea of consciousness, Tianhun clicked his tongue with unclear meaning: "Hypocritical... Really hypocritical, who was the crazier than me last night, huh?"
Lian Yin spoke quietly: "Do you want the Buddha's mind to be completely destroyed?"
The voice in the sea of consciousness stagnated, and there was no sound again...
Everything went smoothly for two consecutive days, and the Immortal Sect Competition was still in progress.
Lian Yin was in seclusion in the Tianpu Palace, but Sheng Nuan knew from the customer service that he was paying attention to her every move.
She went to the main peak again to watch the Xianmen competition and watch the excitement. Cang Lan was full of surprise when he saw her, and then suggested that Sheng Nuan secretly sneak down the mountain with him to play.
"There is a lantern festival in the city at the foot of the mountain recently, and there are many delicious food, which is very interesting." Cang Lan said.
Sheng Nuan smiled: "Okay, my Lord happens to be in retreat..."
Because of the Immortal Gate Conference, the guards at the mountain gate were looser than usual, so Sheng Nuan followed Cang Lan and slipped down the mountain to the city.
There are lanterns everywhere in the city, street vendors are selling their goods, and pedestrians are coming and going, making it very lively.
Then the lotus seal was seen in the water mirror. The little stone demon followed the wolf demon to go shopping at the lanterns, buy snacks, and even rented a boat to put the lotus lanterns on... so happy.
Her smiling eyes were crooked, and she didn't even see the nervousness and uneasiness she felt when she saw him.
The voice in the sea of consciousness clicked its tongue, snorted with an unknown meaning and said: "It's not that she doesn't want to destroy the Buddha's heart...see what she does?"
Lian Yin's expression paused slightly, and then he put away the water mirror.
Sheng Nuan had some fun with Cang Lan and it was already late at night when she returned to Duanyueya. She tiptoed back to her cave and breathed a sigh of relief when no one noticed her.
In Tianpu Hall, Lian Yin opened his eyes for a moment, paused, and then forced himself into concentration again.
The next morning, Lian Yin still couldn't come out of seclusion. Sheng Nuan didn't see anyone. As soon as he left Duan Yue Ya and reached the main peak, he was stopped by several disciples in white clothes.
The leader was Mo Jingjing, who was full of gloating about his misfortune.
"Stone Demon Sheng Nuan, Lord Yaoguang sent you to ask questions." Mo Jingjing smiled maliciously.
Sheng Nuan glanced at her and followed her without saying a word. Then she learned from the customer service that it was the people who had burned down the village before.
After Lian Yin killed the monster Xuanwu, Xue Fuyi was worried and sent people to see it. Among them were Mo Jingjing and Yue Fenxiang.
Then they happened to meet a villager coming down from the mountain, and they learned from the villagers that Sheng Nuan burned down their village.
In this way, they brought those "sufferers" back to Buzhou Mountain.
On the main peak, Feiyun Palace, Lord Yaoguang Qingmian and Lord Tianxuan Qin Luo sit at the top. Qingmian looked cold: "Sheng Nuan, what these people said is true. Did you burn down their village?"
Sheng Nuan looked at the group of villagers... The village chief with a mole on his face immediately pointed at Sheng Nuan: "Yes, it's her, she burned down our village!"
Behind the village chief, seven or eight villagers looked gleaming and did not dare to look at her.
Sheng Nuan described the situation at that time: "Because they insisted on guarding the house, I wanted to save them."
Qin Luo, the peach-eyed Tianxuan Lord, smiled: "What a great idea!"
Qing Mian frowned and turned back. Qin Luo shut up and turned around to look at his fingernails.
Qing Mian said softly: "Even so, you shouldn't just burn down the village..."
Sheng Nuan looked innocent: "Actually, it's not burning. It was an illusion to deceive them."
The village chief was stunned, and Qing Mian frowned slightly... That area had been flooded, and whether it was burned or not, who can tell clearly?
Sheng Nuan smiled with a harmless and well-behaved face, but Yaoguang Jun Qingmian's expression was cold.
Her intuition told her that this little demon was lying... a mere spiritual pet dared to fool her into thinking she was a fool.
Qing Mian said quietly: "If you insist on denying it, then I don't mind searching for your soul!"