Men and Men Cultivation Counterattack System [Traveling]

Her white and jade-like face swelled into a maroon-purple color, and all the words she wanted to say were choked back into her stomach.

There was a "buzzing" in his head, he was like a drowning man, his hands and feet were flailing in disorder, trying to grab something but he couldn't.

Probably because the exquisite jade bones were about to be presented, the murderous intent in Wen Xiang's eyes suddenly faded, and she withdrew the hand that was about to pinch Ruan Yu's neck.

"Cough...cough cough cough..." Ruan Yu leaned over and coughed fiercely while clutching her neck, as if she wanted to absorb all the air she hadn't inhaled just now.

Her thin body trembled violently, like a hurricane-damaged scorpion flower on a cliff.It seems as if the flower will wither with a little effort.

Wen Xiang frowned, and almost wanted to reach out and pat the coughing person on the back, but she still held back with fists.

"Xiangxiang, how are you? Your throat is also hurting!" Ruan Yu's voice suddenly came from behind.

Wen Xiang suddenly stopped in her tracks, but she continued to hear Ruan Yu's voice, "You pinched me, does Xiang Xiang also feel pain in her throat?"

The fists placed beside him clenched tightly, and after a moment of silence, he took another step, ignoring Ruan Yu behind him.

Before taking a few steps, Wen Xiang felt a burning pain in her left chest, and turned around suddenly, only to see a dagger sticking out of Ruan Yu's left chest.

"What the hell are you doing!" Wen Xiang's forbearance finally turned into a growl, looking at the blood-soaked white robe on Ruan Yu's left chest, Wen Xiang's amber eyes were immediately bloodshot.

"Xiangxiang, do you remember?" Ruan Yu couldn't help but frowned at the severe pain in his heart, but his peach blossom eyes were full of firmness. He held the handle of the dagger, and the corners of his thin lips curled up in a beautiful arc Said, "Xiangxiang, look, I hurt, and you hurt too! We are connected! Don't...don't be deceived by that vixen!"

Ruan Yu looked at Wen Xiang with sincerity in his eyes, and Wen Xiang's amber phoenix eyes moved slightly, then turned and walked towards Ruan Yu again.

"Xiangxiang, do you remember?"

our everything!

"To unravel the flower puppet technique, you just need to dig out the bonded blood bead in your heart!" The voice of the medical fairy Feng Ji echoed in Ruan Yu's ear.

A drop of translucent blood rolled to the ground along the dagger, it was the bead of his blood contract with Wen Xiang.

With this bead, Wen Xiang will always be his flower puppet. If the bead is gone, Wen Xiang will be free, and will never be hurt because of herself again.

Wen Xiang, does it hurt?

Please bear with me, because this time will be the last contract between me and you as the master and the flower puppet!

Looking at Wen Xiang who was walking towards him step by step in front of her eyes, Ruan Yu curled her lips at him, with a relieved smile on her face.He finally dug out the blood beads, and finally his Xiangxiang was no longer a flower puppet!

Just like that, Ruan Yu watched Wen Xiang walk up to him step by step with a complicated expression.

Today's Wen Xiang has shed the youthful appearance of his youth. Standing in front of Ruan Yu, he is a head taller than Ruan Yu. There is a hint of evil charm on the corner of his lips, but his eyes are cold. Ruan Yu can't bear the strong sense of oppression. With eyelids drooping like brushes, she suddenly remembered something, Ruan Yu finally raised her chin, looked into Wen Xiang's eyes, and asked tentatively, "Xiang Xiang, have you finally remembered everything?"

"No, it's not that I remembered it, it's that I always remember it!" Wen Xiang stood facing Ruan Yu with his hands behind his back, even though he said this, his face became more and more gloomy.

"You remember?" Ruan Yu's suspicious eyes flashed twice, a little excited and a little uncertain.

"Destroy my body, arrest my soul, form a blood contract, and serve for life..." Each word popped out of Wen Xiang's mouth, like a knife flying straight to Ruan Yu's heart.

The bloody setting sun was reflected in the warm and fragrant amber eyes, like two clusters of burning flames, the corners of the lips curled into a strange arc that looked like a smile but not a smile, the red clothes and black hair danced with the wind, and the whole person was as cold as a deadly Shura.

Wen Xiang raised her hand, held the handle of the dagger, and slowly pulled the dagger out of Ruan Yu's body, and said in a deep voice with a bit of suppressed anger, "What a flower puppet technique, your lord's method is really clever Very good!"

His eyes suddenly lit up, and then filled with a bit of sadness.

Xiangxiang's attitude is obvious, he will never forgive himself again.

After all, I hate myself!

"Xiangxiang, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Ruan Yu had said these three words to Wen Xiang thousands of times in her heart.But when he really said it to himself, Ruan Yu didn't get relief, but felt that he had sinned deeply.

Over the years, past events clearly emerged in Ruan Yu's mind one by one.These past events are not only pure words, but also have a strong sense of imagery, and he can even deeply feel the original owner's mood.

Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly, a butterfly dreaming of Zhuang Zhou?

To this day, Ruan Yu is a little unclear whether he is a soul that has passed through or whether he is the original owner.

The pain of the foreign body being pulled out of the body made Ruan Yu involuntarily tighten her eyebrows. Because of the effect of the flower puppet technique, Wen Xiang could also deeply feel this kind of pain.

"Um……"

The moment the dagger was drawn/drawn out, both of them muffled/groaned at the same time.

With this situation and scene, Wen Xiang thought of something, her ears turned red, and her eyes became even redder.

Ruan Yu didn't notice Wen Xiang's strangeness. At this time, his heart felt like a heavy boulder was tied, and his whole body was dragged down to the bottom of the deep and cold lake.

Apart from repeating the three words "I'm sorry", Ruan Yu didn't know what else to say!

At this moment, Wen Xiang suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled off Ruan Yu's collar.The loose collar receded to the shoulders, revealing the shoulders as white as jade, and the slightly protruding collarbone was full of endless charm, so that Wen Xiang couldn't help but think of the scene of leaving a string of scarlet necklaces on the collarbone as white as jade.

He closed his long eyelids, looked at his nose and mind, and looked away with difficulty. When he touched the part where Ruan Yu was stabbed by the dagger, his pupils shrank quietly in a place where the other party could not see.

Damn!

Wen Xiang cursed fiercely in her heart, not knowing if she was cursing herself or Ruan Yu.

Forcibly suppressing the raging fire of desire in his body, Wen Xiang's lips curled up into a sly smile, and he gently raised his hand, the slender fingertips at the wound that had been repaired without a trace.

The smooth and delicate skin flows slowly on the fingertips like satin, forcibly suppressing the thoughts in my heart, Wen Xiang's voice is as cold as Shura: "It's no wonder that the skin can be broken and white as snow, which makes people so envious, so your Excellency They all transferred these injuries to me!"

"You said such a good skin, how can I get it back? Cut it with a knife, burn it with charcoal fire, or I just bite it to pieces with my teeth..." As if maliciously punishing, Ruan Yu was blowing the bullet with his fingertips. The broken skin moved slowly, and there were streaks of red marks where the fingertips passed.

Intentionally or not, the range of movement of the fingertips gradually descended, touching the sensitive parts around Ruan Yu's collarbone.

As if the long-dry field was moistened by a sudden drizzle, Ruan Yu's body trembled uncontrollably.

The land that has been chapped for a long time is naturally not used to being rained suddenly, but gradually, I hope that the rain will be heavier.

"Hmm..." A muffled groan came out of Ruan Yu's mouth, like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and Ruan Yu was stunned for a moment.

Don't make waves in the morning, don't make waves in the evening, and just make waves when Wen Xiang's anger is raging.Wen Xiang, who hated her already, would think of herself now.

A prodigal/slutty person who can respond physiologically to a touch that doesn't even count as teasing?

Ruan Yu lowered his eyes, not daring to look directly into Wen Xiang's eyes anymore. If he was standing on the edge of the cliff at this moment, he would jump down without hesitation, so as not to make a fool of himself in front of Wen Xiang.

"Frivolous things!" As expected, Wen Xiang let go of Ruan Yu as if he was electrocuted, and cursed fiercely. If Ruan Yu was conscious at this time, he would definitely be aware of the surging desire that was forcibly suppressed in Wen Xiang's words.It's a pity that now he only feels that he has made a big embarrassment in front of Wen Xiang, and he is so flustered that he has no time to care about him.

Although he withdrew his hand, the other party's collar was still wide open without any defense. His throat was slender and white as jade, protruding from the collar like mushrooms after a spring rain. His Adam's apple trembled slightly as if frightened, because he had just been The aftertaste of the touch is still there, and it is still rippling with an imaginative pink, slightly convex and sexual.The sexy collarbone is unobstructed in front of your eyes.

No, if I continue to look at it, I will become a wolf, tear the white clothes to pieces, bully him, throw people down, and brand red plum blossoms on the skin that is as white as jade and can be broken by blowing bullets...

No, think about His Highness, think about His Highness Fox King.

Wen Xiang closed her eyes with difficulty, moved away from that alluring body, stimulated her spiritual power, calmed down her desire a little, and blurted out: "If His Royal Highness the Fox King hadn't destroyed the sachet with his own hands, and irrigated it with blood, The flowers on the other shore have been planted for a hundred years, and I am afraid that I have already lost my soul. If you really feel ashamed now, then you can donate your exquisite jade bones and repay His Highness the Fox King!"

Wen Xiang flicked her sleeves and turned around. Ruan Yu couldn't see the big place, her long eyelashes drooped, and she breathed a sigh of relief as if she had escaped disaster.

As long as you wait for two days, and two days later, His Royal Highness the Fox King will dedicate this person to his lord, and all the demons in your heart will be destroyed by themselves.

Ruan Yu was already immersed in the shame of random estrus, and didn't bother to understand what Wen Xiang's words meant.

It wasn't until Wen Xiang's body disappeared into the twilight that Ruan Yu remembered a key question.

What did Xiangxiang say just now!

The vixen destroyed the sachet with his own hands, and then watered the flowers on the other side with blood for a hundred years before saving him!

Didn't he do these?When did it become that nine-tailed fox?

Ganqingcai Wenxiang didn't recover her memory at all.

Not only did the memory not recover, but the memory was confused.

Damn, what is this! ! !

Ruan Yu's eyes suddenly ignited a faint hope. Since Xiangxiang did not recover his memory, the hatred he just said was only derived from the distorted truth.

If Xiangxiang recovered his real memory, if Xiangxiang recalled everything back then, what would he do to himself?

Is it love or hate, or everything has faded away with a hundred years, no love and no hate...