The man who was tied up with five flowers had a handsome appearance, his face was not pink but white, his eyebrows were as handsome as peaks, his eyes were covered by red cloth, but his slightly frowned eyebrows could still be seen.

"I heard that you want to kill me, senior brother." Nanyin raised her jade foot, stepped on Chu Yourong's chest, and kicked him onto the bed.

Chu Yourong frowned and was about to speak, but Nanyin suddenly exerted force, causing him to groan and feel a dull pain in his heart.

"Really? My senior brother?" Nanyin laughed happily, stretched out her hand to hold his chin, inserted her fingers into his mouth, and pressed his tongue.

Chu Yourong's lips and teeth trembled slightly, and he subconsciously wanted to bite it, but his mind retreated before he could act.

No, he can't.

This woman on my body is the hope of the entire Lingyun Sect, no... the entire world.

She is the reincarnated saint who is destined by destiny. Countless prophecies focus on her, predicting that she will save the world from an eternal catastrophe next year.

Even if he is domineering, even if he is arrogant, even if... he acts recklessly, ignores ethics, and does all kinds of bad things!

No one dared to hurt her at all.

Who is he? A small inner disciple, who can be regarded as her senior brother in terms of seniority, but he can still only succumb to her.

Originally Nanyin wanted to make him into a cauldron, but now he changed his mind for some reason and just practiced it every night, which turned out to be his good luck.

Nanyin squinted his eyes and looked at the subtle expressions of the man beneath him, knowing that he was only here physically and that his thoughts had gone to nowhere.

So I used a little more force to pinch out the bruises on his face, and rubbed my fingers dipped in his saliva on his lips, which suddenly became crystal clear.

"hiss--"

Chu Yourong felt pain and frowned even more.

"I have never had any grievances with you, why would you want to kill me?" Nanyin's voice was soft and charming, like fine silk, going straight into Chu Yourong's ears.

"Junior sister..." Chu Yourong had a lump in his throat and forced himself to calm down, "I have never had such an idea. Have you misunderstood?"

This woman had kidnapped him back to Lingyun Peak for more than a month. At first, she was studying the secret method of making a furnace and had no time to talk to him.

But two days ago, she suddenly gave up on making the furnace and forced him to have sex, day and night, and even when she was in love, she kept asking him if he still wanted to kill her.

Kill her? How dare he!

All the prophecies in the world describe how terrible the catastrophe will be next year, but at the same time they point the savior to her.

For such a person, no one would stop him, not only to make him into a furnace, but also to eat him alive.

Having been a member of Lingyun Sect for more than a hundred years, Chu Yourong saw with his own eyes how this little junior sister was pampered and grew up, from a little demon king to the arrogant person she is now.

He watched with his own eyes when Nanyin, who was in her teens, broke the master's favorite magical weapon and still received praise from the master.

Kill her?

Oh, he must be too lucky.

The hibiscus tent was warm, and the candle flame flickered, dancing in the darkness. A drop of wax tear fell, and slowly condensed, blending with the candle body, becoming one.

"Do you really want to kill me?" Nanyin leaned down and bit Chu Yourong's collarbone. He looked at the teeth marks he left with satisfaction, then stretched out his tongue and licked it, making Chu Yourong's skin crawl. "

I've been so good to you, and you're still not satisfied?"

Chu Yourong's face was rosy, but there was no trace of lust in his expression. He didn't dare to open his eyes, he lay straight with his neck hunched, and his words were cold and distant: "I have never had such an idea, junior sister must have misunderstood

Already."

Don’t have this idea?

Nanyin smiled sweetly and rubbed her head against Chu Yourong's neck like a baby. What she said made people shudder: "But senior brother, there is a prophecy that says that I will die in your hands."

"I will be cut into pieces by you, and my skin and bones will be ripped apart by you."

"In the end, his body and head are in a different place, and he will never be able to stand up again."

"Do you think I believe it or not?"

Chu Yourong's heart skipped a beat, but his face remained calm: "No way."

Nanyin's eyes were as charming as silk, but no one appreciated her. Seeing that Chu Yourong was not interested in her, she didn't turn her face.

She huddled against Chu Yourong, holding his hand and hugging her, like a little woman admiring her lover. She smiled sweetly and said, "Senior brother... I like you the most, you know that, right?"

Chu Yourong remained silent.

She didn't know how many people she had said this to, but the last time she had said this was to her new junior brother. The junior brother didn't know what kind of person she was, so he took it seriously.

Within three days, the younger junior brother wept and renounced his cultivation and went down the mountain on the spot. Hearing that he was ordained as a monk after he got off the mountain, he saw through the world of mortals.

This woman has a charming appearance, a pair of extremely charming eyebrows, a high level of cultivation, and her prophecies have deepened. Many men are flocking to her, queuing up to ask for her hand in marriage, hoping to become a Taoist couple with her.

She refuses no one who comes, and she says yes to each one with her eyes and lips, sweet words, and deep affection, but in the end, everything fails to come true.

Not only will they not be able to succeed, they will most likely be hurt emotionally. As a result, many people’s skills will deteriorate and they will no longer be able to make progress.

Some people even gave birth to inner demons for her and were cannibalized by herself.

This woman's love is like the fangs of poisonous snakes and the pincers of poisonous scorpions, which cannot be touched or touched.

Nanyin couldn't wait for Chu Yourong's reply, so she didn't feel anxious or annoyed, and smiled again: "What? Senior brother, you haven't felt my deep love yet?"

"How can it be done?"

She moved restlessly, brought her soft lips to Chu Yourong's ear and kissed her again and again: "You must let your senior brother feel it, right?"

The red gauze swayed, figures criss-crossed each other, and soft squeaks could be heard, sometimes mixed with a few forbearing groans.

A night of fun.

…

The system is tired and numb, and I want to uninstall myself.

It expected that this host was not a good person, but it did not expect to take such an unconventional path.

Three days ago, it possessed Nanyin and told her that if she didn't join the villain to revise the plan and carry out the mission, she would be buried when the prophecy comes true next year.

The one who killed her was Chu Yourong, who was taken back to Lingyun Peak by her, made into a cauldron, and harvested day and night.

Nanyin agreed readily. Even if he agreed to bind, he still gave up making Chu Yourong into a cauldron as the system said.

But just when the system thought she would transform the villain properly...

She forced the villain to sleep.

Not just once.

Still sleeping every day.

It has been three days, and the greatly revised novel is still stuck on the first three lines. If I write any more, this book will be locked up in a dark room.

The most annoying thing is that after she fell asleep, she still asked people why they wanted to kill her.

She also made people swear not to kill her in the future.

When I woke up the next day, I still wanted to ask why the system's blackening value had not been reduced.

System: Are you treating others as fools if they don't get angry? I'm really angry!

The next morning, Nanyin asked the system about Chu Yourong's blackening value which had not changed at all: "You're not here to play tricks on me, are you? It's been three days, why hasn't it changed at all?"

The system was speechless: "Have you never considered that there is a problem with your method?"
Chapter completed!