Disciples commit suicide every day [Transmigration Book]

Huo Xun followed the map all the way to Phoenix Island.

In fact, he didn't know why he came here, but the days were too boring and he wanted to do something to pass the time.

Unfortunately, he was quite disappointed here.

Along the way, he didn't feel any vitality. The scenery was okay, but it wasn't too unique.

He walked along the canyon until he reached the end of the forest, and took a little effort to break through the barrier and came to the plain behind.

As far as the eye can see is the huge palace in the center.

The palace built of huge stones is carved with magnificent totems, shining brightly in the sun.

Huo Xun raised his eyebrows, it still looks a bit like this.

He walked up to the palace in one step, broke the restriction, pushed the door in, and—

He decided to take back what he said earlier.

There is nothing in this broken place!

He walked in the empty palace without deliberately hiding his footsteps. Hearing the silent echo of the footsteps falling on the ground made him a little irritable.

This is a dead city, and he hates the dead silence here.

He walked all over the palace, and finally came to the hidden warehouse, and opened the door without expecting.

But I saw a figure in the depths of the warehouse.

There are people here?

He swayed and came behind the man.

The man was kneeling on the ground, his black hair was spread all over the floor, his back was thin and thin, his white shoulder blades were exposed, and through the gaps in his black hair, the smooth and white skin on his back could be seen looming.

He seemed to have heard the sound of someone coming, and turned his head slowly.

Huo Xun shook his head.

As a Demon Lord, he has countless people who want to climb into his bed. He has seen countless methods of seduction, but none of them are as seductive as the scene in front of him.

That life is white and elegant, his eyebrows are as quiet and peaceful as a picture scroll in the afterglow of the setting sun, but his black hair is winding, his body is not naked, his large smooth skin and the pink spots on his chest are unconsciously exposed to the air .

He held a few dead phoenix eggs in his arms, and his eyes were as innocent as a child's, but there was a touch of sadness and confusion in his eyes.

He was shaken for a moment by the picture of seduction that was better than seduction, and then he settled down, sat next to that person, and asked him with rare interest, "Why are you here? You are a newborn phoenix?"

"No, no, you are not Phoenix." Immediately afterwards, he asked himself and answered with certainty.

Phoenixes all have inherited memories, and they won't be like the one in front of me who doesn't even know how to transform into clothes, and whose eyes are blank and who can't even understand the words.

"Are you the spiritual cultivator of the new form?" He asked tentatively, but he felt in his heart that this must be the answer.

The man looked at him in confusion, frowning slightly, as if he was thinking about what his words meant, with a distressed expression on his face.

Seeing him like this, Huo Xun confirmed his guess even more, his eyes fell on the phoenix eggs in his arms, and he reached out to fish one.

"The egg is dead."

The man's eyes moved with his movements, closely following the phoenix egg.

Huo Xun looked interesting, leaned close to him and snatched all the eggs in his arms, hid behind him, smiled and looked at him.

The man opened his mouth, and his thin but plump pale pink lips looked delicious.

He didn't know why, his eyes soaked in water rippled slightly, and he looked at Huo Xun quietly and aggrieved.

Huo Xun narrowed his eyes, his eyes gradually turned dark, he kissed those lips without hesitation for a long time, sucked the kiss with satisfaction, and pulled out the ambiguous silver thread.

That person didn't even know that he should resist when encountering such a thing, and obediently let him take advantage of it, with a deeper sense of bewilderment and bewilderment in his eyes.

Huo Xun chuckled, since he didn't resist, it couldn't be regarded as his coercion.

He put his hands around the man's flexible waist, pulled him into his arms, and grabbed his arm to guide him to hug himself.

The man actually hugged him cooperatingly, and even tentatively imitated his movements, stretched out his tongue and licked him lightly.

Huo Xun paused for a moment, a storm brewed in his eyes, and then he kissed and touched him more deeply.

……

After a long time, he stopped his actions and did it to the end without being here.

Huo Xun put his arms around the man's waist, and he was already limp in his arms, a faint rosy red appeared on his body, and he looked at him with blurred eyes.

He took out a cassock from his storage ring and put it on for him, then picked him up and walked out.

"I found you, so from today, you are mine."

You are an accident, a surprise, and my most precious treasure.