Chapter 267： [Tian Yin Ge] Jinlong Pan Column

The teacher first fed a cure for the holy medicine of Chu, and then leaned over, and the soft fingers were like ten white snakes that confuse people and sneaked into the ink. He held up the late brain of Chu Yuning and reached his forehead.

"Zhuang Zhoumeng, the butterfly incarnation, always accompanied by the night..."

In the mouth, cursing and ignoring, can read and read, and suddenly stopped whispering.

He originally wanted to cast some memories of Chu Yanning, which is one of his best spells. He used it before.

However, because the soul of the body is very disordered, the memory is also in the recovery period, and the rejection of the outside world is very large. He found that this trick did not work for Chu.

"This is really a nuisance." The teacher sighed, he closed his eyes and then opened -

A pair of peach blossoms linger on the brilliance of the demon. He stared at Chu Yuning with such a pair of eyes, and then read again: "Zhuang Zhoumeng, the butterfly incarnation, always accompanied by the night, yesterday is like running water, drunk in this mountain..."

This time it has some effects, but it is not perfect.

His curse is like a huge stone thrown into the pool, although 10,000 waves are splashed at this moment, but it will soon return to its original state.

But it doesn't matter, I can forget it for a while.

When he didn't want to go to the sea with Chu, he had always been murderous in his head.

That's too bad.

"Master, sleep for a long time, you should wake up."

This voice screamed as a curse. After a long while, Chu nightning eyelashes fretting and slowly opened his eyes.

Because of the teacher's curse, his consciousness temporarily became blurred, suspended in the previous life, and stopped after the death of the teacher.

Once, Chu Xiaoning was hurt by the ink that was lost and loved. He was subconscious and always thought that if he could change it, he would be fine. So the knowledge goes back to those years.

——However, the three souls and six scorpions of the human beings are very subtle. The body of the Chu dynasty bears the souls of the two worlds at this time, so even if the sorcerer casts a spell, the mind is chaotic, and the whole person has some dreams. Look.

He has some memories and his dreams are awake.

"...Shi Mingjing?"

"Yeah." The voice of the teacher is very gentle, suppressing the gentleness of a certain distorted feeling. "It is me."

Chu nightning seems to be very tired, high fever makes him unwell, he just screamed if he had nothing to do, then he put his eyes on it again.

The teacher knows that he is adapting, not anxious, waiting for him with ease.

After a while, he heard Chu Jingning sighing with a closed voice: "I am afraid that I am dreaming.... It’s good, you are still alive."

Knowing that his memory stopped after the previous world, but did not expect him to have such feelings. The teacher’s heart was moved, and there was some long-lost sorrow.

"Do you want me to die?"

"...you are still so young... there are so many people who like you..." Chu nightning whispered, "I should not be you. Sorry..."

"..."

"If it is me, it will be fine. At least no one will be too sad."

The sorrow of the heart became more and more vivid, and it was agitated in his dead heart. This kind of feeling was the first time when I went home with an umbrella in the evening, and I had a conspiracy to fight for so many years. The people around me died and scattered.

He crouched in the dark, treating himself as a ruthless stone.

Later, he really thought that he was a stone. Until today, he really felt the existence of the heart.

Both sweet and sour, bitter, and itchy.

He clearly knows that he should not have this kind of emotion, sour rain will corrode boulder, soft moss will make him fall apart.

But he still couldn't help but catch Chu's hand, and his heart beats.

He opened his mouth and dried his throat, so he swallowed again and asked again, "What about you? I am dead, are you sad?"

"..."

"Are you sad?"

Chu night Ning Feng eyes half open, spring-like long and thick under the eyelashes, is a pair of eyes carrying too many things. The teacher tried to look inside and tried to catch a sharp edge.

But no.

Just like the water alone is the water, the wheat valley alone is the wheat valley, and a feeling is simply placed there, in order to always be that kind of feeling.

It is a pity that people's emotions will never be single. The death of the teacher has made him sad, painful, self-blame, and later repented. So many emotions are mixed together, just like the wheat valley is mixed with the water, and it has already been fermented and changed, and it looks like it.

The teacher’s obstinacy is deeply questioned: “Master, if you give you another chance, will you be willing to save him? Give up your life to save me?”

Chu night Ning eyes are empty.

"Will?"

"Shi Mingjing..." He only had time to say these three words, and suddenly his lips were ruined.

After waiting for such a long answer, I really didn’t dare to listen to it, but I didn’t want to hear it.

The teacher thought that he probably knew the answer.

The grievances in the chest were rampaged. He was almost retaliatingly kissing the man on the bed, greedily sucking, and Chu Yuning did not react at first, until the teacher’s tongue tried to open his teeth and explore, he was like a dream. Woke up, wide open your eyes.

"Well--!"

"Hey, don't make a sound." The teacher gasped and breathed a little in the throat of the night, and snorted. "This curse is what you taught us before, saying that we can make a sound in danger." Have you thought that one day, it will be used by me for this purpose?"

He said, he did not go to see the confusion and resentment in Chu’s eyes. His embarrassment and thirst almost made him a little out of his mind: "Master, you know? Two generations. I am bitter, step by step, I have not had a day. Peaceful days."

He bound Chu’s hands and feet and tied them to the bed. While doing these things, he gnashed his teeth and said: "I am not really a normal person. I don’t want to be a normal person, but what about it? ?! Stepping on the Emperor's Emperor, you can do whatever you want. Why should I look forward to it?"

Shi Yan said this, watching Chu Xi Ning struggle under his anger.

He felt painful and happy.

"Now I want to understand. Life is still unsatisfactory, it is all to be happy... Master." He straightened up, and some of them hurriedly began to take off the clothes of the late night. "It’s hard to go this step, too. Let me taste your taste. It’s a reward for the disciples, eh?”

The seriously ill person did not have much strength to resist, and the sergeant took off his robes easily. The air is cool, the lights are smashing, the lines are sharp, and the muscles of the muscular body are green and purple, which are traces left before the ink burns.

Shi Yan’s eyes were dark and whispered: “He is also true, so embarrassed.”

Finished, raised his hand, pinched Chu's chin, and looked at the eyes.

The pair of phoenix eyes is like a layer of fog at this moment. Chu nights must be indistinguishable between dreams and reality. Probably not only feels that all these ridiculous things are not true, but also feels that the touch is not true.

In addition to the confusion of memories of past and present life, it is not so easy for him to react immediately.

"I am different from him." The teacher stared at Chu Xiening for a while, his eyes gradually calmed down, but the gentleness was always awkward. "He didn't know how to make you addicted. You tried I know that he is nothing at all."

After the words, he began to undress himself.

He had just showered, wearing only a pair of bathrobes, and slipped to the ground easily, revealing the delicate and delicate body of Kunshan.

"Master respect..."

He whispered, bullying and pressing.

Regardless of whether this is a dream or a real thing, Chu Yuning was disgusted and could not stand it, and his body was shuddering and his face was even more blue.

"You are so hot."

"..."

Knowing that at this moment, if you release the curse of Chu Yuning, this man may be screaming and arrogant. But the teacher couldn’t help but stroking and muttered: "Is it hotter inside?"

"Teacher...clear!"

The teacher screamed and slammed.

"...have you made a snoring?" He raised his eyes and stared at Chu’s face. "You, this is really..."

Chu night, the lips and teeth are slightly trembled, coughing and bleeding, hoarse and dumb: "You put it! Give me a roll!"

The teacher was silent and looked down at the man under him.

Is this person too fierce?

Too stubborn?

Still too ignorant of the fate, not willing to lose?

There are too many things to say, so I don’t know what to say.

In the end, the teacher just smiled, and then, when Chu Ning was about to anger and uttered the next sentence, he slammed his mouth and quickly removed the hair band and tied it between his lips and teeth.

"Since you can break free of spells, then I have to use them. I am sorry for the Master."

On the eyes of the two with horror, but anger and humiliation, the teacher only felt that the blood was boiling. He leaned over and said to him in the ear of the night, "I will be refreshed after a while, but I also remember to call it. Whisper, your emperor is kneeling outside. If he is told that you are under such a wave, I guess, will he be happy?"

Shi Yan’s fingers slid down a little bit, staying on every mottled brunch, and when he went down, Chu Yuening only felt that he was going to be stigmatized.

His memory disorder, stopped in the past life, he has not found the secret of the ink burning curse, so he hates the ink.

But he hates his own shameless heart.

Even so humiliating, then disgusted, so disappointed with the ink rain. However, when I was smothered by ink, when I heard the ink snorting, the sweat of the person gathered in the abdomen and dripped on myself, and I felt uncomfortable and refreshed.

Even in a few times of the most insane love, he can even feel that he is secretly eager to stop burning, so he tears himself through the soul.

The stagnation of the blast makes him have the illusion of tranquility.

When you are lying in your arms, you will occasionally feel that nothing has happened. This person who keeps entangled himself may love him.

But the teacher is different.

Although he did not know why he fell into such a strange nightmare, but when the teacher touched him, he had only anger and resentment, he could not stand such a relationship...

He doesn't like it at all.

The body of the teacher is not the same as the impression, it is very tall, but it is still smooth and white, the lines are soft and elegant, like the condensation of sheep fat, the smell of the body is fresh and fragrant.

It’s not the hard work he’s used to –

He only used to the burning body. Although the skin of the man was pale, the blood of the beast was rushing underneath, and the wildness was terrible. The most pure manly atmosphere is like a hot sun, burning heart.

Although sometimes it will be bloody, iron and suffocating.

Very hard, very cold.

But the strong chest is extremely hot.

Chu night, Ning Yu opened his eyes, his hands were bound to struggle, and the wrists were marked with blood, and the end of the eyes also caused two red marks due to humiliation.

But his struggles didn't work, and the bed was soft and covered with thick skins, and there was no loud sound.

The sergeant glared at him as a beastly beast, and finally smiled: "Why should the master be in vain? Do you believe that I will make you comfortable?"

He said, lifting Chu’s long and firm legs, his waist wedged, his eyes dark, he had to go in like many times before.

Chu night, his eyes closed, his lips were bitten, and his nails fell into his palms. His muscles were tight, not because of the fear of intrusion.

But because of shame.

It’s really a shame, no matter whether it’s true or not.

If it is a fake, then he is shameful for himself to be such a dream. If it is true, then he is ashamed that he is so stupid, and he has received three apprentices. The two have had such a big rebellious mind.

He has always been a habit to reflect on himself.

If you say that the burning of his desires, it can be said to be a problem of ink burning. Then what is the division between the teacher and the ink?

He couldn't help but wonder if he had something wrong with him. He didn't do it right. It wasn't a teacher's watch. He would let his apprentices move this wolf ambition in bed one by one.

It is only when he is wrong that he is going to suffer such a crime.

"..."

Stenched and taut.

After a long time, I did not see the movement.

Chu night Ning slowly opened his eyes, dark brown eyes turn, but see the teacher do not know why the original is in the same place, the spring color on the face is gone, but the black is like a pot bottom.

He still didn't fully understand why the teacher had this expression, his eyes moved a few inches, but he saw a picture that made him speechless.

......

what……

Before the atmosphere of deep feelings was swept away, Chu nightning was sometimes hit by lightning.

Cough and cough, what is under the teacher's body is actually gold and gold? ? ?

This situation is really ridiculous, Chu night Ning stiffly turned his head away, do not want to hurt.

But after you have to pass it, you feel that it is wrong - which normal person will have this color?

Then he smacked his scalp and turned his face back. He looked at his face and glanced again.

This time he saw it clearly. It wasn't the teacher who was golden, but a golden little dragon that didn't know when it appeared. The whole place was in the position of the teacher. The little dragon was very tight, and he raised the dragon's head. He was angry and stunned with the teacher's eyes. If there is a kind of teacher, if he dares to move, it will be the meaning of the thing that will be caught directly. .

Chu nightning: "..."

Teacher: "..."

The little demon dragon is fierce, and he screams at the unlucky one he has been arrested: "Wow, oh yeah!!!"

If it wasn't for the hands to be tied, Chu Xiening would like to raise his hand at this moment. He really didn't look at it.

"..." The teacher was silent for a long while, gnashing his teeth, "What happened?!"

When the voice falls, I hear the sound of the Shimen Longlong hole. The face of the fairy sorrow appears behind the doorway, and the voice is full of dark clouds to urge the city to kill.

Step by step, step into the door and hold the arms with both hands. His gaze swept through the picture of "Jinlong Panyuzhu", and there was a bit of sneer in the killing, followed by a thin lip and a cold, and said: "This lady, please get out of bed."

The teacher was very angry and angry. For a moment, he did not understand what he meant. He said, "What Miss? Who?"

"Sorry." Stepping Xian also quite carefully identified the objects that had been caught by Xiaolong. "It turned out to be a son. The son is too small, and the seat has never been discovered."

Xiaojinlong climbed on the column, the beard was tilted up, and his mouth screamed and summoned his own master: "Oh!!"

The humiliation of a man is almost the ultimate in this job. Rao is a teacher and then calm and calm, at this moment can not help but blue veins burst, his face rose red. Helpless, his clothes were messy, and he was bound by a ghost dragon who did not know where to come. He was angry and did not seem to be imposing. He simply did not speak.

Stepping on the emperor, he walked over to him. Stand by the bedpost, hold your arms with both hands and lean against it.

"Hua Binan, do you think that you have not made a sound, this seat does not know what you are doing?" He narrowed his eyes, Ying Ting's face was full of inferiority, "You really are three years old this year. Ok?"