Quick Travel: Please hold on to the villain Black Moonlight script

Zhao Xuan is more clingy than usual. No matter how embarrassed Mingxu is, trying to break him off is in vain.

Not only did he have the snake's tail wrapped around his waist, he even beat people to death and refused to let go.

Mingxu had no choice but to take off his shoes and go to bed with him.

Turning sideways, the two of them were lying face to face. The temperature of Zhao Xuan's snake tail was relatively high. With that warm touch, Mingxu could feel the heat in the other person's heart even without touching it with his hands.

The cold touch made Zhao Xuan sigh unconsciously, with a look of enjoyment on his face.

Mingxu, "You..."

Just as he was about to speak, his lips were blocked.

Now Zhao Xuan's body does not heat up so quickly, but the nature of the snake is still there, and the snake's tail gradually turns into legs.

Even his legs were still tightly clamped around Mingxu's waist.

It was the first time that Mingxu had intertwined lips and tongues with someone. Such an intimate act made him at a loss. At the same time, his ears felt hot subconsciously. He wanted to push Zhao Xuan away, but instead he was entangled even tighter.

When he heard the voice he accidentally leaked, Mingxu, a conservative gentleman, was almost so ashamed that he wanted to find a place to hide.

"Well."

Zhao Xuan obviously would not give him this opportunity.

He is left with instinct, and Mingxu is powerless to stop it, because when a person likes another person wholeheartedly, he will be unable to resist when faced with the other person's intimacy.

Even though Mingxu had never experienced that kind of thing, he still felt inexplicably weak when faced with Zhao Xuan's warm hands that roamed everywhere on his body.

In a courtyard with a barrier, no matter how messy it is inside, no one outside will notice it at all.

The room is beautiful, with layers of clothes rolling off the ice bed, and the two protagonists are intertwined with each other, their fingers intertwined, and neither one can live without the other.

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The next day.

Mingxu, who had all the memories of last night, only had one thought left. He wanted to catch the man who ran away after he was good and whip him hundreds of times. Men are really not good things, and they don't know how to cherish them once they get them.

Mingxu had a cold face, and his brows were like thousands of layers of frost, so cold that people dared not look directly at him.

He quickly put on his clothes, not even bothering to cover up the marks on his body. With all the old and new hatreds added together, he just wanted to fight to the devil world with a sword!

If Zhao Xuan is not found, Mingxu feels that not only can he not be able to get rid of his inner demons, but he will fall into them again.

I originally wanted to teach him a lesson last night and then let him go.

What happened next was something he never expected.

Mingxu had a cold face, flicked his sleeves and robe, and put the cold jade ice bed in front of him back into his treasure bag.

...Losing one's virginity is indeed a matter of mutual consent, but he hates others cheating on him. Zhao Xuan's behavior is a confirmation...

What he said last night about his love and affection were all lies.

Thinking this way, the more he thought about it, the more furious he became. Mingxu, with a cold face, walked out of the room with his sword in hand, and happened to face the young man who opened the door and wanted to come in.

He stabbed it without saying a word.

His move was sudden and unprepared, so Zhao Xuan naturally dodged subconsciously.

The sword was stabbing him, so he couldn't just stand there and get stabbed, right?

Seeing that he failed once, Mingxu chased after him again. With his superb swordsmanship, every move he made was as stunning as a giant's, even though he did not hide his murderous intent at all.

Zhao Xuan was hiding, dumbfounded, "Brother, we have something to talk about! Didn't we already talk yesterday, why are we fighting now if we don't agree?"

Mingxu sneered back at him, and stabbed him with the sword more and more mercilessly. The two of them had already fought from the door to the yard.

There were some sweet-scented osmanthus trees and crabapple flowers planted in his yard, but now because Mingxu himself was ruthless, his yard was completely destroyed.

Zhao Xuan: There was a fight between goblins last night. When the king's veins awakened, it would be like taking a shot of chicken blood, and the whole body would boil. All the eight extraordinary meridians were breaking through their imprisonment, so after such a "fire" burned.

There will be a period of weakness for a few days. At that time, the original owner was hunted by Mingxu, and he could only ask the five altar leaders around his father to join forces to set up a trap, in order not to kill the original owner and get rid of the other party's "pursuit".

From the perspective of the original owner, once he is captured, even if he is not killed, he will be dismounted and embarrassed, so he will not be able to go back after being beaten to death.

Besides, Mingxu is a slow-tempered person with a cold temperament and doesn't like to talk and explain. The original owner will naturally think that the other party is so persistent that he is determined to kill him.

A misunderstanding arose from this. Although the original owner was from the Demon World, he was cold-blooded and didn't like killing people. He just wanted to unify the world of cultivation. So from the beginning, he wanted to seriously injure Mingxu and send him back to Shushan...

It's just that when Zhao Xuan came, his purpose was different from that of the original owner, so he naturally chose an approach that was contrary to the original owner.

Zhao Xuan glanced at the fallen crabapple petals.

Well, this seems a bit serious.

Chu Ge didn't chase him with a sword to kill him. This was the first time.

Mingxu looks gentle and has no temper. Why is it so difficult to coax him?

Seeing that his previous words were ineffective, Zhao Xuan changed his words and said, "If you really want to fight, don't do it now. I will recover in a few days and I will stay with you to the end. Even if you want to poke a hole in my body, I promise you won't say anything." .”

"Ha." Mingxu sneered, and the slight curve of his lips seemed to be silently mocking Zhao Xuan.

"???"

Zhao Xuan sincerely suspected that the King of Hell and Siming were playing pranks on him in this world.

He did pretend to cry when he disagreed with someone before, but no matter what he said, he never started to act like he did now, with such murderous intent!

"Ancestor, what are you angry about? Can you explain it to me once and for all?" Zhao Xuan simply stopped, faced Mingxu's sword, and begged for mercy.

Mingxu didn't expect him to stop. He almost couldn't stop the car and pointed his sword directly at Zhao Xuan's chest.

He could only quickly turn a few inches away and wipe the robe on Zhao Xuan's arm. The clothes were scratched, but he was at least fine.

"...Where did you go just now?"

Zhao Xuan, "?"

He didn't follow for a moment and subconsciously replied, "I'm going to the cleaning room."

After answering, he immediately realized the problem, especially Mingxu's unprepared expression, which instantly confirmed his guess.

"No, do you think I'm irresponsible just by running away after doing something bad?"

Mingxu sheathed his sword silently, "..."

Zhao Xuan laughed in anger, angry and funny, "Brother, is this the image I have in your mind?"

Mingxu glanced at Zhao Xuan, as if to say, don't you know what you are like?

"Yes, I lied to you before. It was indeed my fault that we were Taoist couples, but at least I didn't lie to you about other things, right?" Zhao Xuan said confidently.

"Which one are you referring to? Are you crying and saying that we were all in love before, or are you pretending to cry that I shared a bed with you just because I dislike you?" Mingxu calmly counted it out.

Zhao Xuan, who had a bad record, suddenly lost his temper, "...Ahem, can we not settle old scores?"

Mingxu returned to the room without squinting. With his fairy-like back, who could tell that he was so angry that he wanted to kill someone?

Zhao Xuan, "..." Damn it, why does he feel like his world is being suppressed?