Jun Mo has always been a person who can make plans and then move. Just as he knew that he was no longer satisfied with Lin Xiao's identity as a master and apprentice, he tentatively tested Lin Xiao's bottom line bit by bit and forced into Lin Xiao's territory step by step. He almost did things that he had no confidence.

Although the subsequent emergencies made his plan to boil the frog in warm water stranded, this did not prevent him from arranging what he should do in the future. He joined forces with Xuanyuan City to suppress Xuanyuan Che, provoke the Song family, and resist the Wang family. He frantically improved his status and voice in the right path, but in the devil, he had already cultivated a considerable force...

He did almost everything he could think of, to ensure that he would be with his master in the future without any resistance, and to work hard to make his master worry-free for the rest of his life.

However, what happened two years ago has always been a thorn in his heart. Since he knew about Wang Qinghuan's existence, he began to look up everything about him.

When he knew that Li Chunfeng, who was chasing his master, was actually the one who tried to get involved in his master three years ago, and Wang Qinghuan was his puppet, this uneasiness and anger completely broke out.

Wang Qinghuan must die.

Li Chunfeng must die even more clearly.

He could not tolerate anyone who stared at his master with evil thoughts, not to mention that this man was simply using everything to smear himself, as if he wanted his master's face to be betrayed indifference and anger.

It's simply sick!

As for what this sick person said today, he would imprison his master or even break his legs... Joke, how could he hurt his master? Even if he wanted to imprison his master, he didn't need to break his legs. As long as he broke his legs, he firmly believed that his master would only beat him up and get angry and he would not take good care of himself, but would never leave himself behind.

His stance of killing Wang Qinghuan and Li Chunfeng was as firm as iron, but this did not save him from the only thing he really worried about.

He was afraid that his master would blame him, doubt him, and even stayed by his side not far away!

However, the master did not let himself be confused for a moment, but just gave himself a promise so seriously.

No matter what happens, he will not leave himself behind.

Jun Mo felt that when he heard this sentence, all the negative states on him disappeared, leaving only full of fighting spirit.

This game was set up since Master woke up, and he just waited for Wang Qinghuan to fall into the trap. This sick man said that he used Master to lead him to come. Haha, his face was too big and he couldn't look directly at him.

The most important part of this game is not to kill him, but to account for 70% of it, about how to ensure the personal safety of Master.

Provoke it, you are so aggressive. The more you provoke it, the better your master will treat me!

Jun Mo hugged the person in his arms, a cold light flashed in his obsessed eyes, and he was soon overwhelmed by the stronger obsession. He kissed the person in his arms almost madly, and felt his response, and his heart was almost soaked in joy.

OK, I want more.

His hands subconsciously touched the flexible and thin waist. Even though he was through the clothes, the flexibility under the materials made him so moved that he wanted to go crazy.

"Well... let go..."

The low and hoarse voice was so pleasant. There was a tremolo in the Master's cold voice. It was obviously rejection, but it made him feel more like a deadly, silent temptation and invitation.

He couldn't help but gently knead it again, until the person in his arms suddenly softened his body and had to wrap his neck around him and leaned it in his arms to stand firm. He reluctantly "teared" his hand off the man's waist, lowered his head and kissed the shiny lips, and looked at the colorful color dyed by his own mouth, he almost couldn't control it again.

"Farm animals."

Lin Xiao licked his lips expressionlessly, and with a cold face, he reached out and pressed his eyes and suddenly shine. He wanted to put his lips on his lips. He gently bit his lips that were numb and itchy, regardless of whether this action would stimulate the stupid disciple's blood to swell.

Instead of breaking away from Jun Mo's arms, he leaned on him, opened his eyes and watched the light disappear over there, and then revealed Wang Qinghuan, who was covered in blood.

He looked at Wang Qinghuan carefully, as if thinking about something.

As expected, Wang Qinghuan still smiled lightly.

This man even looked very happy because although the injuries on his body were so severe that he could die at any time, it also showed the strength of the enemy in another aspect. Li Chunfeng has always liked to torture powerful enemies. The stronger and more resilient the enemy, the more he liked it.

He might think that the best thing about his life is to pull a peerless genius to die with him, and to blend his ashes, or he was inserted into his chest by his destiny enemy's chest with his own hands, allowing his blood to fill his old enemy's body, and use all his strength to tear off the flesh of his old enemy's heart. In this way, even if he dies, he can still occupy the second half of his old enemy's life.

Lin Xiao thought silently, and when he looked at the expression on Wang Qinghuan's face, he knew that he had guessed correctly. He raised his hand and touched the hilt of the sword around his waist, walked towards Wang Qinghuan, and said nothing at the beginning, he stabbed into his dantian with just a sword, shattering his dantian.

Wang Qinghuan screamed in pain, almost dying, but he opened his eyes wide and had a twisted smile on his face.

"What you want most is to be able to play with my thoughts when you are alive. If you die, you will drag me to hell with you, right? If you can't kill me, you will definitely want me to live in the memory of hating you for the rest of your life and never be reborn. I guess it's right?" Lin Xiao pulled out his long sword, patted his face with the tip of the sword, and smiled faintly.

"Hahaha! Xiao, you are indeed the one who knows me the most!" Wang Qinghuan suddenly burst into laughter. Even though he was lying on the ground in a mess, his body was covered in blood, but he could not hide his charm.

His eyes were filled with a twisted and destructive look in Lin Xiao: "So, I must get you, just like you said, if I die and can kill you, we will definitely merge our ashes together! We will still be together for the next life!

If I don't die, I will refine you, and I will enter your body, seal us together completely, and then combine it into one! If it is so unfortunate, I will die alone, haha, then I will definitely pull your cute little disciple to hell, so that you will remember me for the rest of your life, right? My dear Xiao."

His eyes were almost obsessed, and he even reached out to grab the long sword in Lin Xiao's hand. There was a very gentle smile on his face, but it made people feel cold behind him.

laugh!

With a light sound, one hand held Lin Xiao's hand holding the hilt of the sword. The cold long sword instantly twitched from Wang Qinghuan's palm, and then stabbed it into the dantian again, stirring it hard.

The expression on Wang Qinghuan's face suddenly froze, and his eyes were filled with a stern look.

He moved his eyes away from Lin Xiao's body and placed the young man holding his prey as if he was possessive. For the first time, he wanted to kill someone so desperately, instead of staying to play with it slowly.

Jun Mo also had a smile on his face, but the same gentle smile only looked sunny and extremely warm on the handsome young man's face, which made people unable to help but want to get close. He was indulged and warm by him. When the same smile came to Li Chunfeng's face, there was only the terrifying terror of the wailing wind, which made people unable to like it at all.

"You should die." Jun Mo said with a low smile, his eyes flashed across his body, and then he placed them all on Lin Xiao.

He lowered his head and sniffed the cold fragrance between Lin Xiao's neck. While kissing, he controlled the sword's hand and once again brutally smashed Wang Qinghuan's lower abdomen. His thin lips brought a little heat. When he kissed, he unconsciously left his own traces on it.

A touch of extremely ambiguous red spots, with shallow teeth marks and wet water marks, as if showing his possession and exclusive rights.

He was so obsessed with the sweetness of his master that he could not help but want more as long as he touched him.

The master also pampered him in this way. Even though he knew his extreme possessiveness, he still stood here so lightly, allowing him to leave his traces on him. Every expression and every response really wanted to soothe his anxiety and anxiety.

Master is always like this, saying nothing, but he is willing to remove his cold shell and only touch him alone to touch him with a very soft and hidden feeling, as if he is always telling him - look, whether it is possessive or the mood of wanting to be close, I am the same as you, I will never leave because your arms are too tight, and you will never need to worry, I will retreat because of your closeness.

He gently bit the luster of the earlobe at his mouth, held Lin Xiao's hand and used force again. The true energy that had been compatible once again merged again. He rushed into Lin Xiao's hand with the hilt of the sword, and then went straight to the long sword, exploding in Wang Qinghuan's dantian.

"Ahhh!"

Wang Qinghuan yelled in pain, without a trace of the noble man's temperament. His lower abdomen was blown open, and even a piece of intestine was faintly exposed. When he pounced on the ground, the blood on his body mixed with the mud on the ground, so embarrassed that even the wrecked dog was not as good as a dog.

"I won't kill you anymore! I will definitely not kill you anymore! I want you to see with your own eyes. How did I say that you possess your master's body and immerse his soul? I want you to watch him helplessly. He is possessed by me from beginning to end. From then on, whether it is the soul or the *, it will be completely integrated with me!"

Wang Qinghuan roared hideously, and his whole body was like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.

For Li Chunfeng, who can distract himself and create an individual like Wang Qinghuan with just one piece of his soul, it is definitely not difficult to seal himself into Lin Xiao's body. And possession in this sense is definitely more disgusting than forced in *.

A trace of pain flashed in Jun Mo's eyes. Even if he thought about it, it made him feel heartbroken. Master, he had been entangled by such a sick person! He dared to think of Master like this!

His hand holding Lin Xiao tightened slightly, and he felt so sad that he was suffering from his breathing. Looking at Wang Qinghuan who was still joking on the ground, he curled his lips and smiled, holding Lin Xiao's hand holding the hilt of the sword tightened slightly. The long sword had already reached Jun Mo's palm from Lin Xiao's hand. He raised his sword and cut open Wang Qinghuan's head with a sword. Looking at the still jumping brain, he sneered and stretched out his hand into claws, and grabbed it in the air.

"Ahhhh!"

This time the tragic scream directly broke through the vocal cords and eventually turned into a bubble of blood, which spurted out from Wang Qinghuan's throat.

A white air mass was pulled out of Wang Qinghuan's mind and was easily grabbed by Jun Mo in his palm. He looked at the crazily struggling air mass, looked at a small snake-like object vaguely surrounded inside, and suddenly he pulled up the corner of his mouth and smiled.

"I think you are, but it turns out that you are really a beast."

He sneered and squeezed the white air mass in his palm.

The moment the air mass was pinched and exploded, it turned into a stream of blood splattered everywhere, and a huge spiritual power overflowed from it and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Jun Mo sneered, and the cold light flashed in his eyes - he didn't want to do these things that were easily hated by the way of heaven for such a mess. He wanted to accompany his master for a long time and cherish his life like never before. However, this man was so cheap that he could not crush half of his soul, he could not eliminate the pain of not accompanying his master in his previous life and letting him suffer alone.

"Master, I'm sorry," Jun Mo rubbed against Lin Xiao's neck and murmured with some guilt: "I know that Master prefers to mess with him, but I don't want to kill him as he wants, but my disciple accidentally crushed his soul."

Lin Xiao glanced at him faintly, and there was no expression on Qingjun's face, as if the person with the top ears was not his.

He still had a handsome face, and he reached out his hand seriously to tidy up the torn collar, half covering the ambiguous traces between his neck. Even Jun Mo couldn't tell whether he wanted to cover it or reveal something.

Before Jun Mo's eyes fell into his collar, Lin Xiaochu pulled down a piece of her sleeve, then reached out and wiped the blood from Jun Mo's palm carefully until it was wiped clean. Then he looked up in his satisfied and obsessive expression and said calmly: "If it is dirty, let's go take a shower."

Hmm.

Wash, wash, take a bath!

Me, let's go take a shower...

Jun Mo was stunned, looking at Master Junyan without any expression, his eyes involuntarily fell on the red marks between his neck - even though he knew that Master said so much, he still couldn't help but tilt it below his collar. How could he break it?!
Chapter completed!