Chapter 45: Yuanyang body is dead! !

The Eye of the Sea Emperor is much better than the body of charm-this is the first feeling that Lin Zhizhi has learned from the system that his physique is useful.
Compared with the uncontrollable and useless charm body, the sea emperor's innate supernatural powers can be said to be a completely different high-level skill, which can not only control the enemy's actions, but also the following hints, which can be extremely high.
The young master of the Lin family never thought that the two individual qualities would one day conquer each other.
When he fell into the pool and into the arms of the blond man, he was actually sober. Lin Zhizhi knew the current situation soberly, but was unable to break free. And just like when he was with the master, all functions began to be slow, and the clearness of the spiritual platform could not be maintained, and it was quickly swallowed up as well-the only difference was that he could not struggle.
Facing the master, he can still use words to escape, but now, he can't have his own will at all and can only do what the man wants.
The Sea Emperor is different from him. All he has suffered is the temptation of the fascinating physique, he just magnifies his perception and still has the consciousness of autonomy.
Although soaking in the cold water, the man's body is very hot. When the black-haired boy rushed forward and the two embraced each other through a layer of drenched clothes, a desire arose from the bottom of his heart, and he wanted further contact to cool down.
The man looked at the boy with those dark blue pupils.
Lin Zhizhi spontaneously pulled open the neckline and put it on again.
Even in the most absurd dream, he had never taken the initiative like this.
With his chest naked, he stretched out his hand to embrace the black-haired boy in his arms, letting him touch down his strong 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 double-struck by the charm of the physique and the pupil of the Sea King this time, and he could not resist and fell into a whirlpool. Those cold eyes like a starry night were dyed with the color of desire, and the man gave a low laugh unconsciously, and some fascinated kisses at the end of the boy's red eyes, licking away his tears, leaving behind his own Mark of.
"do it yourself."
Then he leaned back, his long blond hair snaking around the edge of the pool, pulling the young man hard, causing him to fall on his body.
Lin Zhizhi sat on the opponent's abdominal muscles, relying on the opponent to barely support his body. The man took off the crown of his hair, let the three thousand blue silks flow down, inserted his fingers into his hair, and pressed him down.
The boy happened to face the mark on the man's chest.
It was a kind of scar that Lin Zhizhi was very familiar with, a sword wound.
The man felt his gaze, grabbed his hand, and stroked the scar inch by inch, his voice prolonged in tone: "Don't panic, I can't bear to hurt you like this. I will only leave you behind. Some different scars...like this."
As he said, he slightly pressed his hand on the boy's waist, and the red mark appeared on the snow-white skin.
After Lin Zhizhi had been tempered, he was already almost invulnerable. For some reason, once this charm body broke out, it would immediately turn him into the most sensitive physique.
He should have continued to indulge in it, but when he stroked the sword wound, a special aura was poured into his brain, allowing him to regain some consciousness, and the spirit platform was clear and bright, dispelling the shadow of physique.
After regaining his sense of autonomy, he felt the heat of the two people's skin, and then he noticed something wrong. It seems... it's too late?
...
Lin Zhizhi panted and got rid of the man softly.
Just now-he didn't want to know what happened just now! He would rather not be sober about the aura remaining in the QAQ opponent's sword wound than he is more familiar with than the sword wound itself.
It belongs to Xuanhua.
Master Dao Zun has rarely produced swords. His sword is very special and contains the supreme secret. All it takes is a sword, and the all-pervasive sword aura will always hover in the wound, making it difficult to heal.
Then the identity of this blond man is also ready to be revealed, Sea Emperor Kashu. Hundreds of years ago, he was ambitious and led the elite marines with the intention of capturing the human race. He was slashed with a sword by Xuanhua who came down the mountain, and has not healed yet.
Lin Zhizhi wanted to cry without tears, not only had a subtle sense of guilty conscience, but also heartbroken the body of Yuanyang that he had guarded for many years.
#Always a sense of shame in front of the teacher#
#说好留着元阳到结丹#
#日啊气的他 Even the punctuation marks are gone#
The blond man exudes hormones belonging to men. He enveloped Lin Zhizhi in his breath, and seemed to want to come again.
The black-haired boy was in disarray, and pushed him away with a rare loss, and quickly got up and walked out of the waist-length puddle. The soaked white shirt clung to his body, his skin looming. It is embarrassing to say, but in this kind of situation, his whole body is still exuding a faint luster like pearl, which makes people afraid to look directly.
He took out a complete set of clothes from Qiankun Ring, put it on his body, and steamed his body dry using exercises. Except for his complexion, he looks no different from the outside.
No... Isn't it the body of Yuanyang? QAQ, anyway, he is very qualified and has already built the foundation. The body of Yuanyang has little effect on the effect of pill formation, so it is considered to be given to the beloved girl...
And it's not uncomfortable.
Lin Zhizhi messed up his hair irritably.
The blond man was easier to accept than Xuanhua or Su Yu. It is really difficult to make the leap from a good friend master to a lover who can sleep. These are not as good as a sudden appearance of a strange man directly. In fact, Lin Zhizhi is quite big. Lan Zhen lost his Yuanyang body at the age of fourteen.
However, it was only limited to acceptance. After Lin Zhizhi woke up, he still wanted to give the Sea Emperor a flying grass.
Lin Zhizhi is now completely awake, His Majesty Haihuang has not. His consciousness was still immersed in the lingering rhyme. Seeing Lin Zhizhi approaching, he opened his hands and naturally wanted to hold him in his arms for a while, "Come."
The voice is magnetic, like the singing of a deep-sea singer, and it is so touching that people can't wait to soften their waist. The blue ocean wanted to drown the boy from beginning to end.
After experiencing this, the top of Haihuang’s head suddenly jumped from the [favorite index -5, attitude is hostile] when he first came in to [index 70, attitude is wanting to shoot]...
"..."
Shoot your head and shoot yourself inside! ! Just because of a hug (?) Suddenly increased so much favorability, Haihuang is really an out-and-out lower body animal!
Lin Zhizhi hasn't softened, he still feels sore. He leaned on his waist with one hand, and could no longer maintain the indifferentness he had before: "Let's talk, how do you want to die?"
Haihuang smiled, before answering, he was suddenly attacked by Lin Zhizhi and knocked on the back of the neck.
Lin Zhizhi knew it was not this person's fault. Strictly speaking, it was his physical fault. But he just wanted to beat him up to comfort the spirit of the Yuanyang body.
Lin Zhizhi dragged the blond man out of the pool and gave him a half-beat. The man's fluffy blond hair was stained with silt, covering half of his face. He was slender and looked like a prince of trouble.
The man's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, a layer of black air emerged from the wound on his chest, and a mouthful of black blood was suddenly expelled.
Blood splattered on the ground, and smoke rose up.
It was a sign of poisoning.
Lin Zhizhi squatted down, opened the man's hair, and measured his pulse.
The other party's lips were tightly closed, his breathing was rapid, his complexion paled, and he looked like a weak, sickly beauty.
The Sea Clan officials claimed that the Sea King who was cruising around the world was injured and poisoned within the clan at this moment. Even if Lin Zhizhi was not interested in these power seizures since he was a child, he can 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 a Virgin 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 considered lucky if he didn't make a cut.
But he did not forget that the Human Race came here to discuss and join forces with the Sea Race. If the Sea Emperor dies and the Sea Clan falls into civil strife, then the Demon Race has a much greater chance of taking advantage of it.
The black-haired boy leaned down and looked at Jiashu for a long time, and finally opened his mouth and stuffed a rejuvenating pill in it. The demon spirit woke up from the young hair, muttered "What can this guy do to save?", turned into a mask, and covered Haihuang's face.
The demon spirit was very dissatisfied with Lin Zhizhi for letting him do such a noble creature, and the mask was so ugly, it instantly turned the handsome and unparalleled king of the Sea Clan into an ugly man.
Lin Zhi dragged the Sea Emperor under the deep pool with disgust, hugged him in his arms, with a little toe, aura formed a protective cover all over his body, and flew out of the deep pool.
They did not delay too much time, it was late at night when Lin Zhizhi returned. The Sea Clan spent too much energy searching for the Sea Emperor, and only loosely guarded the guards around the Human Race. Lin Zhizhi just dodged a little and took Jiashu back to the bedroom and threw the man on the ground. , Pull up the curtain.
The demon spirit floated from the man's face and turned into a bracelet, which was wrapped around Lin Zhizhi's wrist.
To say about saving people-Lin Zhizhi is not professional, all he can do is to put a pill in the man's mouth (...), this is the ancient immortal pill in the Tianfu secret realm, and it makes his distressed hands tremble. After a while, when he wakes up, I will make him vomit out a hundred times.
After simply moving the man from the carpet to a hidden place, making sure that he could not see it from any direction, Lin Zhizhi stretched his waist, opened the tent, walked into the shell-shaped bath, took off his clothes and washed his body.
The blond man fell to the ground in a peculiar posture, suddenly opened one of his eyes, and the blue sea sparkled. He resisted the urge to cough, and with the curtains open, the desire that had not disappeared was picked up again. He quietly reached out and pinched his thigh, successfully letting the little brother wither.
Before the boy returned from the bath, he closed his eyes and played dead.
The boy's whole body was flushed with steaming heat, and his face was not always cold and frosty, but with a sense of relaxation, his lips were red, and he wanted to pick it up. He lay on the bed, turned off the lights, did not look at Kashu, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
I don't know how long he had passed, he turned over, his wrists sticking out of the bed.
His wrist is very slender, but full of strength, white and flawless, glowing with cold white light under the shining of moonlight, like the most perfect artwork.
His Majesty Sea Emperor's blue eyes were still deep, he straightened up, bewildered, leaned down and held the young man's palm, and kissed the back of his hand religiously.
They are in good harmony, right?
He can feel the same pace from soul to body. There is nothing wrong with the legend of the sea clan. When you really meet the destined person, you can discover it anyway.
The situation is still too chaotic, so let's sleep for a while, his imperial concubine.
The Hai Clan is dedicated, and there will only be one true lover in life. For so many years, Jiashu has been concerned about the Sea Clan. In the first half of his life, he thought about capturing the human race, and in the second half of his life, he thought about how to improve his strength. He has never had any affection for anyone. If it hadn't been for this accident, maybe he would have been a virgin until he died.
As soon as his lips fell, he saw that the boy who had closed his eyes opened his eyes in an instant, withdrew his hand, and asked the fairy sword to press against the blond man's neck.
"Sell your Majesty, you pretended to be unconscious?"