Returning to the Demon Sect, Lin Bei felt very heavy.
Lin Bei wanted to jump off the fairy boat several times, but Jin Shuang stood behind him every time.
In the end, Lin Bei had to give up, otherwise Jin Shuang would become suspicious.
Jin Shuang brought Lin Bei back to Demon Lord Peak, completed the escort mission, and left directly without saying a word.
Are all swordsmen as aloof as the aunt who has been slaughtering fish at the port for twenty years?
After gathering his mood, Lin Bei straightened his clothes, opened the door and walked in.
The moment Lin Bei opened the door, the faint fragrance hit his face.
This is Luo Qingming's unique body fragrance.
Lin Bei once had doubts.
Did Luo Qingming use some kind of flowers to bathe, but it wasn't.
It smells a bit nice, a bit heady.
But why is there still a faint smell of blood?
"Now that you're back, don't stand at the door all the time."
Behind the bed curtain, a beautiful figure slowly spoke.
"yes."
Lin Bei walked over.
The curtains opened.
She leaned against Nishikori's waist, her legs folded together, her red knees slightly bent.
The already slender legs look even more graceful in this action and perspective.
Her black hair was spread like clouds, and her black jade eyes were still so cold.
Lin Bei's eyes flashed across her butterfly-like eyelashes, and her lips were as red as begonias.
His eyes finally fell on his accidentally exposed shoulders, and Lin Bei's breath tightened.
Her skin is as white as milk, her hair is slightly messy, and even the pearls placed beside her pillow cannot match her radiant complexion.
However, Lin Bei noticed that Luo Qingming's right hand was tied with a cloth strip, and there was still a little blood seeping on it.
No wonder it smells like blood.
She is injured.
Speaking of which, after becoming a monk, did your nose suddenly become so sharp?
Not caring about Lin Bei's gaze, Luo Qingming's legs reached out of the bed, and her white and soft little feet stepped into the embroidered shoes.
"What you did in Linjiang City is pretty good. Come on, I will take you to temper your body."
Luo Qingming's voice was still so crisp.
But when he heard the word "body tempering", Lin Bei shuddered.
"Master Cult Leader, don't be in a hurry, Master Cult Leader's arm..."
Lin Bei said tactfully.
Now I can take care of you every day!
"No problem."
Luo Qingming said calmly.
"Stop talking nonsense and come with me quickly."
"But." Lin Bei's mind was spinning rapidly, and sweat was already breaking out on his forehead.
"What?" Luo Qingming turned around and looked at Lin Bei coldly, "You don't want me to temper your body for you?"
"Of course not!" Lin Bei straightened up, his tone sounded very excited, his eyes were shining with sincerity, "The leader can temper my body! This is my honor!!!"
"Then let's go."
Ignore Lin Bei and go to Luo Qingming's room.
"It's over, it's over!"
Lin Bei's heart felt like thousands of grass and mud horses galloping past.
Is it possible that I, Lin Bei, will die in the Demon Sect today?
ah.
My sweet dream of three wives and four concubines.
I haven't even experienced the life of listening to music on Goulan.
What? You said that when Lin Bei was in Chunfeng Tower, didn’t he listen to music every day?
Can this be the same?
What I want is to go to a brothel and spend money as a pure man...
You are not working as a social animal for Chunfeng Tower...
Lin Bei followed Luo Qingming, and the two came to the spiritual spring of Demon Lord Peak.
Luo Qingming took out a big cauldron from his storage bag and threw the big cauldron directly into the spiritual spring!
Half of the cauldron was submerged in the spiritual spring.
Then Luo Qingming poured a bunch of blood into the big cauldron.
Lin Bei didn't know what kind of blood it was.
But it feels very unusual.
Then, Luo Qingming held a bloody heart in his palm!
The beauty's slender hands are holding the bloody heart!
This contrast actually has a dark and bloody beauty.
Finally, Luo Qingming threw a bead into it.
Then it was like a hodgepodge, and the ingredients in the cauldron were constantly stirring.
"Okay, go in."
Luo Qingming said in a commanding tone.
"There will be some pain during body tempering, please bear with it."
"..."
Lin Bei swallowed.
"Want to take off your clothes?"
"That's natural." Luo Qingming looked at Lin Bei like he was an idiot. There was no one who could not take off his clothes during the tempering process.
"How about you, Master, I'd better wear clothes. I feel inferior. In front of you, Master, I..."
"Stop talking nonsense! Take it off!"
Luo Qingming was a little impatient.
Actually, Luo Qingming was a little strange.
That is, Lin Bei never changed clothes in front of him.
The last time I took a shower, I held on to the towel tightly.
Does Lin Bei really have low self-esteem?
What is he hiding from himself?
At this time, Lin Bei was extremely desperate.
what to do!
Is my death day, Lin Bei, today?
I haven't married a wife yet.
In my two lifetimes, I have never even kissed a girl on the lips.
They say girls have soft mouths, is this true?
"Lin Bei, are you hiding something from me?"
Just when Lin Bei thought he was about to send it, Luo Qingming stepped forward step by step.
"Well, in that case, I won't hide my identity."
Lin Bei held back tears.
"Actually! I have scars on my body!
At that time, I met a scumbag who cheated on me.
Then that scumbag actually abandoned me! In the end, I stabbed myself...
Cut off all ties with him!
Woo woo woo...
I don’t want to be seen by the leader, I am too ugly.
嘤嘤嘤嘤......"
Lin Bei wiped his tears with his sleeves and pinched himself desperately, otherwise he wouldn't be able to cry.
"What's that man's name? Where is his family name in a few days? Within a month, I will bring his head to you."
Looking at Lin Bei's appearance, Luo Qingming was slightly moved.
"His...his name is Jiang Dapao! I don't know where I am from, so I don't know who I am." Lin Bei made up a name at random.
"That's all." Luo Qingming waved his hand, "I can still be found. Now, take off your clothes."
"Ah... no, I still need to take off my clothes..." Lin Bei was stunned.
"I can treat the scar on your stomach." Luo Qingming said slowly.
"Ah...isn't this bad?"
"There's nothing wrong with this!" Luo Qingming stretched out his hand.
"Lecturer, it's really not necessary, Leader!"
Before Lin Bei finished speaking, Luo Qingming waved his hand, and Lin Bei's clothes burst open.
Under the bright sunshine, there is a free bird soaring with its wings.