There's something wrong with my master.

Maybe it's one day, maybe it's two days, maybe it's ten days, maybe it's a month.

The candlelight that day has long since burned out.

A pair of slender white hands passed through the bed curtains, the sleeves were bright red, and the red candle wax on the back of the hands had dried and solidified.

The bright red sleeves slid down to the arms, and the dry and crusted candle wax fell drop by drop onto the pair of fair white arms.

Lin Xi waved his hand and brought the candlestick over. He inserted two red candles into it, and a flame condensed at his fingertips, and the candles were lit.

These actions seemed to have exhausted her strength, and the figure lay back down on the brocade couch.

The still trembling feet were placed in the man's arms, the toes were put together and bent downward with force, her beautiful eyes narrowed into a slit, there was an alluring blush on her face, and sweat wet her temples.

Her mouth was always slightly open, her lips were moist, revealing neat and white teeth, and her pink tongue was soft and didn't want to move at all.

She remained motionless, breathing evenly, as if she was savoring something.

Another day passed.

The long aftertaste finally faded away, and the two people who were like statues on the brocade couch finally moved.

Lin Xi put clothes on Yun Changsheng, and seeing that Yun Changsheng was not cooperating, he directly used magic to put the clothes on him.

"Suddenly I understand you a little bit."

Just being able to freely view every part of Yun Changsheng's body made the evil thoughts in his heart so excited that he couldn't control himself.

When the soft body touched Yun Changsheng's skin, the refreshing feeling made his soul tremble, and it took a long time for him to calm down.

Yun Changsheng always maintained his cultivation posture, sitting cross-legged, motionless.

The only change might be that the clothes on my body suddenly disappeared, and then I put them on again...

"But I'm much better than you were back then." Lin Xi leaned over and rubbed Yun Changsheng's cheek.

"You could only suppress your desires, but I could at least take off your clothes."

The tone was a bit frivolous and a bit proud.

She was proud of Yun Changsheng's infatuation with her, his infatuation with every inch of her skin.

Young love is tender, pure and crystal clear like glass.

"Ah."

Lin Xi seemed to have thought of something interesting. He pursed his lips and smiled, and stretched out his right hand, with a jar of wine in his hand.

When the seal was removed, the scent of peach blossoms and wine mixed together and floated freely in the air, but it still couldn't dispel the previous rich fragrance.

Lin Xi opened his mouth, took a big mouthful, but did not swallow it.

She puffed out her cheeks, rested her chin on Yun Changsheng's shoulder, and the wine slowly overflowed from the corners of her mouth.

The part of the moon-white Taoist robe that was touched by the chin was stained with water, and the wet mark slowly spread.

The skin, the plain inner garment, and the moon-white robe were all stuck together by the wet mark.

After half a quarter of an hour, the wine in Lin Xitan's mouth finally ran out.

She took another sip of the wine, and the cold wine became warm after passing through her lips.

The wine overflowed from the corner of her mouth again, and this happened several times until half of her moon-white robe was wet. She then rested her chin on Yun Changsheng's other shoulder.

The aroma of wine filled the air, soaking the entire robe and ultimately using up half a jar of wine.

The loose moon-white robe fits the body tightly and is wrinkled. From a distance, it looks like a tight suit.

Just like the yellow shirt on Li Yue.

It is also like a group of knights fighting in the martial arts world, with heavy rain pouring down and the fighting continuing.

Their clothes were like this at that time, clinging to their bodies and wrinkled, setting off their figures that were either muscular or slender.

Lin Xi touched the storage ring, a piece of white paper floated in front of her eyes, and a pen appeared in her hand.

Yun Changsheng's appearance at this moment slowly jumped onto the paper. When she drew his lower abdomen, she couldn't help laughing at the abdominal muscles outlined by the wet clothes.

I remember that Lin Duoduo didn't use his spiritual power to fight Yun Changsheng in close combat, and Yun Changsheng was defeated miserably.

Later, Yun Changsheng learned martial arts specifically so that he could defeat Lin Duoduo in close combat next time without using spiritual power.

To this end, he trained every part of his body to be very symmetrical and full of explosive power.

"Although Lin Duoduo made my body yours, she also taught you well. I am very satisfied."

The character on the paper finally became complete. Lin Xi thought about it, put the painting away, took the wine jar and heated the wine.

The wine was lukewarm, just the right temperature for bathing.

She leaned on Yun Changsheng and poured the wine on her body.

The wine flowed down Lin Xixin's long white neck, and the hot touch made her tremble unconsciously.

The bright red Taoist robe was soaked by the wine and turned dark red. Hot mist rose from the two people, hazy and like a dream.

A mirror appeared on the brocade couch, reflecting the figures of the two people.

There was white paper all around, and dozens of pens moved on their own, outlining the figures of the two people from all angles.

The background also changed from a brocade couch to a four-season cave, a tiled house on the top of a mountain, white snow, or a peach tree at the foot of a mountain.

She was entertaining herself and having a good time.

Every time Yun Changsheng frowned, she would move the brocade couch, and sometimes even suspend the couch and the candlesticks in the air to allow Yun Changsheng to get closer to Li Yue.

Occasionally, he would gather all the spiritual energy around him and help Yun Changsheng practice personally.

Although the effect was not as good as Li Yue's enchanting purple-grey patterns, it also made Yun Changsheng no longer resist her actions.

"The Supreme Forgetfulness, huh."

"Even if you forget everything, it will still belong to me alone, unless I die."

The cold voice was soft and charming, but the tone was unquestionable.

Finally, all the white paper was filled with color.

Lin Xi bound the papers into a book, picked up a pen and thought for a while, and finally wrote four words: study materials.

She didn’t know if it was an illusion, but she seemed to see the corner of Yun Changsheng’s mouth twitching.

"Okay, I'll go look around to see if there's any pure dual cultivation techniques."

The Hehuan Sect practices the Yin-Yang Dao, while Yun Changsheng practices the Ruthless Dao. She had suppressed herself too much before and lacked rationality, so she forgot about this.

She needed a set of skills that was purely used for mutual replenishment, or a set of skills that could be used unilaterally by Yun Changsheng to replenish his energy.

This type of practice is generally low-end because it does not involve Taoism.

However, if the object of the spiritual practice is a cultivator who is undergoing a tribulation, the effect may also be good.

"Visiting a person under punishment without permission." Yun Changsheng saw Lin Xi was about to leave and prepared to remind him.

"I know. I'm confined for three months." Lin Xi nodded, and suddenly smiled playfully: "Confined at the bottom of the mountain, it's still confined."

"..."

Chapter 128 Needs the blood of lovers to water it

"I can follow your lead on most things."

"But in many cases, even though the inner demons have been assimilated, the amplified desires remain. I cannot suppress them just because I want to."

"You should still remember that feeling."

"Stay as far away from Li Yue as possible, and don't do anything that may cause me to misunderstand."

"I know that the patterns on her body are very mysterious and can be of great help to her cultivation."

"But if you get too close to her, too intimate, I'll feel bitter and lose my mind. I don't know what I'll do then."

"Just think of it as protecting Li Yue, protecting this disciple who can help you practice."

Three months passed quickly.

Before Lin Xi left, she wanted to explain something. Her voice was soft, and her expression was lazy and charming.

Most of Yun Changsheng's consciousness was wandering on the snow-white and vast road, and he basically said nothing.

Lin Xi frowned and observed Yun Changsheng's expression, trying to guess what Yun Changsheng was thinking at the moment.

Finally, she failed to read the expression, gave up guessing, took back the brocade couch, and dispelled the rich fragrance that had been lingering.

She glanced at the two people's clothes with her beautiful eyes, and after feeling that there was nothing wrong with them, she stretched out her hand and waved.

bass!

The Xueyun Sword broke through the mud and gravel and ran down happily. He looked around with the sword, looking for Yun Changsheng's figure.

I was afraid that Yun Changsheng would be squeezed dry by Lin Xi...

Four months!

Four whole months!

When Tianxue locked Tianyun in the cellar, the longest time he was locked up was only more than a month.

The moment he saw Yun Changsheng, Xue Yunjian breathed a sigh of relief.

He is still breathing steadily and has not turned into a vegetable.

If Yun Changsheng was tortured to death by Lin Xi and could not wake up for thousands or tens of thousands of years, then his reincarnation plan would be indefinitely stranded.

After all, he has been refined by Yun Changsheng, and the reincarnation of the spirit of the weapon requires Yun Changsheng's consent.

"Help me see what he is thinking about?" Lin Xi's tone returned to its cold tone.

"Okay." The Xueyun Sword pointed at Yun Changsheng's expressionless face and began to interpret it.

He cleared his throat, and the sword trembled, imitating Yun Changsheng's voice.

"I can't help what happened to Yue'er, just like you can't suppress those amplified desires."

Lin Xi:......

This matter is a bit confusing.

Yun Changsheng was too close to Li Yue, and Lin Xi could not suppress his desire to kill. The murderous thought suddenly arose in his mind. Only the Snow Cloud Sword on the entire mountain could stop Lin Xi.

However, the core of the Snow Cloud Sword had long been sold to Lin Xi by the spirit of the Snow Cloud Sword before its reincarnation, and could be made by Lin Xi at any time.

"How long will it take Li Yue to become an immortal?" Lin Xi asked in a low voice.

"Two hundred years." Xueyunjian answered immediately after hearing this.

"Two hundred years?"

Lin Xi checked his current condition, unsure if he could suppress the desire to kill for two hundred years.

It is highly likely that it cannot be suppressed, and by then it will simply be a repeat of the tragedy that happened a hundred thousand years ago.

"Can you be patient? I will try my best to be patient. Two hundred years is not a short time. It will pass quickly."

Lin Xi's tone was already pleading. She knew that it was useless against Yun Changsheng who had practiced the Great Forgetfulness. This was just a subconscious action.

Xue Yunjian observed Yun Changsheng's expression and said slowly, "I can take Xue Yunjian and Yue'er away and find another blessed place with a lot of spiritual energy."

"No, if I leave you for too long, I won't be able to help but look for you."

"Master, it's time for you to ascend."

"...?"

Are you chasing people away?

ah~

Lin Xi sighed in his heart and nodded.

"You can go find Li Yue to practice. I will try my best not to hurt you, but I will only try my best."

"I don't know how long I can endure this."