MTL - My Darling Sick Beauty-Chapter 81

In the year of embers, he once again achieved the achievement of Jiang Xianzun's exclusive physician.

It's just that this time, he didn't attack his medical skills too much, and he easily treated the wounds that did not involve the soul to seven or eight, and the next step was to rest and recover.

Jiang Zheliu's cultivation progress bar was emptied again, and it was accompanied by a short-term weak state. He was forced by the little devil to return to a level where he couldn't lift his shoulders and hands, and was oppressed by Lord Demon Lord.

After all, the other person's look of "do you have to look at you disappointed" is not something that ordinary people can handle.

But at the same time, he guessed that this brat started to become more and more noisy due to the situation of the husband and wife fighting each other and the increase of the month.

After a long time, Ember Nian said bitterly, gave Senior Jiang a recipe, then sat across from him, poured a cup of tea to moisten his throat, and said while drinking: "You are also very courageous, what if you can't beat him? Let him kill you?"

Jiang Ziliu returned to his long-lost retirement life, sitting on the edge of the bed drinking medicine, frowning bitterly, but he didn't say anything, but replied casually: "Isn't there still a seal?"

"The seal also depends on the timing. If you take a step forward, it will be a human tragedy of domestic violence to death." Ember Nian sighed, thinking of the strange atmosphere in the demon world recently, he couldn't help but said, "Maybe Wenren Ye will be sober in the future. It will also go down in history for misbehavior.”

Jiang Zheliu raised his eyes in surprise and said, "Improper conduct?"

He remembered that the standards of the Demon Race were different from those of the Cultivation Realm. In terms of the aesthetics and environment of the Demon Realm, the Little Demon King could be regarded as a virtuous person, and it was difficult to pick out a single fault, right?

Seeing that he didn't understand, Ember Nian approached with gossip and whispered, "I heard that the great demons want to see you, for you, uh..."

He thought about the wording.

"To solve problems and overcome difficulties together."

Jiang Zheliu was silent for a while, and said, "To overcome difficulties together, what difficulties do I have?"

"Of course it's the difficulty of Lord Mozun." Yu Jinnian narrowed his eyes, as if he was thinking of some evocative discussion, and clicked his tongue, "You don't know, there are rumors outside the demon world that Wenrenzun is the master of Taoist companions and domestic violence. , and... well, the work is not good."

Jiang Zheliu was a little stunned, and he felt that he was unable to say anything, and said slowly: "...the front is still a bit of a brush. I won't say it, who will know."

Ember Nian glanced at him with strange eyes, and seemed to confirm that he didn't know, and smiled ambiguously: "It may be because Lord Mozun has a strong thirst for knowledge, so he accidentally spread it out, you have to try it sooner or later. "

Jiang Zheliu: "..."

This child is becoming less and less of an attitude towards his seniors.

The mature man decided not to bother with him, but to ask about something else.

"The devil seems to hate this kind of behavior, but it's a misunderstanding for Wen Renye." Jiang Zheliu said, "His two Taoist species..."

"You don't have to worry." Ember Year knew that he was going to ask, "I showed him, and there is really no sign of recovery. After all, he is an adult demon, and he still has his own sense."

Jiang Zheliu was relieved, he lowered his head and continued to drink the medicine, just after taking a sip, he heard the voice of Ember Year.

"Get ready, I feel like you're going to breastfeed."

"...Uh, cough, cough..." Jiang Zheliu was so shocked by this sentence that he choked. He put down the medicine bowl, covered his chest and smoothed his breath, unable to slow down.

His Excellency Medical Sage didn't seem to think that there was anything in this sentence, but solemnly dug out ancient books and handbooks, as well as a summary of the records of the celestial body, he turned a few pages and said, "Fortunately, your seniors have stayed. I made a record, although it was vague, maybe because they were embarrassed, but I still found a relatively bold record."

"..." Facing this topic, Jiang Zheliu didn't know what to say, so he could only calm down.

"I found a new dual cultivation technique. As long as you follow the mental method of this dual cultivation technique, you can convert the essence of Lord Demon Lord into the substances needed by the cub, and supplement what your body cannot continuously provide... um , Reiki?"

He said it with great interest, and Jiang Zheliu's ears burned.

"Here it is." Ember Year was very serious, "According to this situation, it can not only help to conceive, but also pass..."

"Okay." Jiang Zheliu interrupted the word that was about to come out of his mouth, "I know."

Ember Year was afraid that he would become angry, so he didn't say this sentence again, but explained to him about fertility for a while, and then saw that he had finished drinking the medicine, and then said solemnly: "This is a serious matter, otherwise you will be very painful later, Heavenly spirits will attract others to you...that what, in the long run, let's use my method."

Jiang Zheliu felt that this was a big challenge for him in life, sighed, and nodded slowly.

When Wen Ren returned to the Demon World at the beginning of the night, there were still a lot of things to deal with, but the yin and yang strange anger and words he encountered recently were too much, which seriously reduced his work efficiency.

He was already embarrassed and ashamed, and was hit more and more deeply by his subordinates. Even the most open-minded Shi Binghen spoke to him, stopped talking, and wanted to speak, and finally sighed with difficulty, secretly speaking to him. He said: "Honorable lord, let's take advantage of us by force, and only show it in the small black room and the bed in the small black room."

Wen Renye: "..."

"It's best to tie the cloth with silk, so that it won't scratch the hand." He said eloquently, "Before doing it, stretch the object, otherwise it will be painful and unforgettable for a lifetime, as well as lubrication, Under no circumstances can you omit…”

Wen Renye thought to himself that you have never seen the moisturizing of the heavenly spirit body. Once it is hot, it will be moist inside, so you don't need it at all.

"Although we agree with the direct attack, but..." Shi Binghen glanced down at the Lord's hand and his hard magic horn. He had already had a clear understanding of the royal family's combat power, and he became more and more aware of it. Hate that iron is not steel, "You will be pryed into the corner like this!"

Wen Renye endured it for a long time, and now he questioned viciously: "If this didn't happen, wouldn't they be able to pry?"

"It's not the same." Shi Binghen was so worried that his hair fell out, "How can a sneaky pry be the same as a swaggering hoe. Your lord, if you are really so violent, it's better to let go of the Queen of Demons, you Look, I can make him happy too..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt that he was locked by a murderous aura, and the words turned abruptly: "...wishful wishes."

It's a little heavy.

Wen Renye retracted his gaze, I really don't know how long it will take to reverse the misunderstanding of this group of people, but this is not considered a victim of wind criticism, because he really did it, and it was very serious, if not It seemed so stupid, he wanted to scold himself.

This low mood continued until the business was completed and he returned to Jingshan Temple.

The entrance of Jingshan Temple was blocked, but no one dared to go in. They just poked their heads to look inside, and whispered while looking at it. Several big demons with tails flicked their tails anxiously. how is it.

Jingshan Temple has Wenrenye's barrier, and it is estimated that no one in the world can untie it from the outside. Gongyiyan was leaning against the edge of the door frame, carrying a long knife on her back, and the eagle mask was pulled down, revealing only her pale pink lips.

All the demon generals were ten feet away from Gongyiyan, because they knew that this one would not allow them to get too close. It's just that the eldest sister's head is actually trapped by love, but Gongyiyan has always been less talkative and cold-hearted. Her emotional bias is actually not obvious.

It seems that even Wen Renye didn't notice it.

This kind of quiet observation was maintained until Lord Mozun returned, and the group of demons left unconvinced. They left because they couldn't beat them, and they were unconvinced because they felt that this person was of bad character.

The situation is such a situation, it may take a long time to be considerate to restore the reputation of Lord Mozun.

When Wen Renye came back, Jiang Zheliu was reading a book.

It's not a serious book, it's the few books left over from the year of embers. The content is full of scientific rigor and indescribable words. Even if Jiang Zheliu reads it with a peaceful attitude, it is also because it is about himself. And the tolerance is not enough, and the earlobes feel hot.

How can there be such a strange posture, unheard of.

He had a slight perception of the evil taste of the year of embers, and even suspected that the other party was fooling him with the 365 kinds of double cultivation techniques, but after reading carefully, he found that this was really just a double cultivation manual, and it was coherent from top to bottom. The context is clear, and even the method has an advanced version.

Wen Renye's footsteps were very light, he didn't hear it, and when the other party's breath surrounded him, the little devil was already very close.

For the first time, he felt that his ability to accept was challenged. He closed the book with one hand, then pinched the bridge of his nose and said, "Are you done?"

"Yeah." Wen Renye didn't know what he was looking at, but remembered that today was the day of the re-examination for him in the Year of Ember, and asked, "Did he say anything?"

Jiang Zheliu knew who the other party was referring to: "Everything is normal, just rest."

Wen Renye's guilt and unease lessened slightly, his eyes swept away, and he saw that Jiang Ziliu was not wearing shoes and socks, and the edge of the robe was covered on the instep.

His previous robes were stained with blood, and the clothes on his body were changed for him by Wen Renye. At that time, he forgot about it, so he never wore them. opportunity, so I have never been prepared.

He stared at the edge covered by the corners of the snow-white robe, reached out and grabbed the opponent's ankle, and fished it into the quilt.

The temperature in the palm is a little low, which is the kind of coldness that matches the opponent's Taoist body, but the little devil doesn't like this temperature, so he has to make him warmer.

"...Overkill." Jiang Zheliu commented.

"No." Wen Renye retorted, "You will catch a cold."

"You always feel that I am vulnerable." Jiang Zheliu sighed, "I never showed mercy when I hit you... oh, what are you doing?"

The opponent's hand did not stop, but climbed up along the ankle, opened the corner of the robe, and slid along the calf.

Full of stinky flavors.

Jiang Zheliu looked at the indescribable mind full of things before, but at this moment his reaction was a little sensitive, and he couldn't help but withdraw his legs.

Wen Renye was shocked by this move. He took off his robe and climbed onto the bed. He hugged the Taoist Companion in his arms, pressed him onto the bed, and lowered his head to rub against him.

Jiang Zheliu: "...you have always been honest."

He was wrapped around the waist by the little devil, and the chilling breath of pine and cypress surrounded him, with a bit of the manic-depressed temperature on the body of the devil.

"I've been stared at by strange eyes for several days." He bowed his head and kissed Jiang Zheliu's ear tip, with a warm air, "I have to prove myself."

"Excuse." Jiang Zheliu's ears were reddened by his breath, and he felt a little hot, "You can prove it to me, but you still can't correct your name, do you want me to go out and tell?"

"No." Wen Renye said, "You just need to know."

He has been hooked by the breath of the celestial spirit body for a long time, and it is not until today that he feels a little unbearable. When his fingers touched Jiang Ziliu's body, it was as if he had touched a piece of fragrant and soft cake, exuding a sweet taste. He felt very hungry, especially wanted to hug him and lick, lick, bite, and make some sticky cakes. Slimy and annoying stuff.

And men can't say no, and the skills are not good enough to challenge self-esteem. He was sorely relieved that Jiang Xianzun was bound to understand how powerful he was.

Before the idea came to fruition, the Taoist companion stuffed a thin book over it. Wen Renye caught it easily, and as soon as he opened it, it was a lifelike picture.

He stared for a while, his body stiffened for a moment, he felt it was too exciting, his heart beat thumping and he closed the book, a little nervously said: "Do you want this? Is it... that is, it's a little too difficult..."

Jiang Zheliu glanced at him: "Shuangxiu classics, can you read it from the beginning."

Wen Renye snorted, disappointed, and obediently started from scratch, but after only a moment of disappointment, he became excited again, pointing to the less commonly used one in the basic posture, softly sticking to each other's ear to discuss , he didn't give up at all when he was rejected, and he pulled Xiao Liushu to try it out.

Jiang Zheliu really couldn't toss him, so he agreed without knowing what was going on. He was crushed on the bed by the other party, watching Wen Renye's hand pulling off his belt and taking off his coat, the book on the side was spread out, and he went into details. guide.

His body is weak and he has no strength, so he can only be carried by the little devil to run the spiritual energy and start from scratch again. It is precisely because of this that Jiang Zheliu is so sensitive that he is so sensitive that he can touch even the slightest touch. Make him tremble.

Before entering the topic, I was soaked all over, and my eyes were red and a little tearful.

Physiological tears were unavoidable, soaking the frost-white skin around the corners of the eyes into a gorgeous, like red plum falling on the ice and snow, and there was a sense of ecstasy in the cold, which made people unable to look away, and their hearts felt like drums.

Jiang Zheliu was picked up by him, lying on the other person's shoulder, the things he had seen before appeared in his mind in a chaotic manner, and slowly entered the meridian operation with the heart method. He was grating and gasping, a little uncomfortable.

It's the discomfort of being too full.

Wen Renye has always had this problem. His size really challenges the bottom line of the human race, but the celestial spirit body seems to like it very much. The aroma will converge to the extent that only one person can smell it.

But this time, it wasn't just this bloated discomfort that took his mind away, it was a subtle and unique feeling. Jiang Zheliu felt it for a long time before he was sure that the little guy in his stomach was acting as a demon.

Wen Renye seemed to feel it too.

He put his palm on his lover's belly, felt it carefully, and was scolded several times by the little brat. He immediately pulled back his thoughts and decided to do something about adults.