MTL - The #1 Pretty Boy of the Immortal Path-Chapter 190 Clean

He was pressed back by the aura vine.

After pressing it back, the black vines disappeared, but there was a black spiritual power around the wrist of the right hand, and it couldn't be done anyway.

Lin Shu didn't think so.

He got up again, and this time before he went to the door, he was entangled by Reiki again. It turned out that the Reiki vine did not disappear from him, but was hidden under the clothes-although the texture is soft and can change its shape at will, It ’s like a chain, but its tenacity is inseparable, it ’s just a chain.

Xiao Shao and his hide-and-seek, throwing him in, locked in the house, what does it mean? How clear is this man?

Lin Shu couldn't understand it, but knew that Xiao Shao was extremely dangerous now, and he couldn't maintain his body at any moment, completely turning into a grudge. According to past experience, the only thing that can make Xiao Shao better is that he is around.

He stared at the direction of the spiritual vine.

Xiao Shaowu's academic accomplishments are naturally profound, and the flow of spiritual power is endless, and it is difficult to find flaws.

But Lin Shu boasted that although Xiao Shao could completely suppress him because of the power of resentment, if only spiritual power, his education in martial arts may not be lower than Xiao Shao.

Immediately observe the alternation of the black gas flow on that wrist. After a quarter of an hour, it found a flaw, and a sharp sword energy cut it off.

The void seemed to stir up ripples and make the sound of a colliding stone, but the result was not as good as Lin Shu thought. The black gas was just cut off and not completely broken. He thought, this Xiao Shao sucked the power of the Phoenix's brutality I am afraid it has improved again.

Thinking of this, he also wanted to inherit his sword pavilion for thousands of years. It may not be as good as that ancient phoenix. He immediately meditated on the mind, the sword energy, and the meaning of the sword. He went forward and immediately cut off the black gas.

Without the restraint, he picked up the well-deserved again, and deserved to guide himself.

Ashamed this time but no sound.

Lin Shu had no other choice but to walk to the door.

However, he did not want to take a step forward, and was suddenly pushed down again by a strong force, and a few more powerful and flexible spiritual vines bound him to the bed again.

Moreover, after he was bound to the bed this time, these weird things did not disappear, so he merged with this red silk soft-veiled wedding bed and held him firmly.

Four vines each bound his hands and feet, another was wrapped around his waist, and another was softer and choked his throat.

Lin Shu kept trying to break away, and consciously used all his life's cultivation to it, but it just made some insignificant cracks on those vines.

However, the vine was more and more tightly bound to him, tightly grasping the general-and still walking slowly, and because it was under the clothes, it was intangible and could not be seen on the appearance.

If something else touches him like this, he has already suffered from allergies, dizziness and stiffness, but this is Xiao Shao ’s spiritual strength and breath, it is almost the same as Xiao Shao ’s real person. After struggling, he was even slightly panted by the vine, and the places where his body was pinched by the vine were shivering and irresistible.

There are many places on his body that cannot be touched. After being shamed by Xiao Shao several times, "You are too sensitive," unless this person has a trick to make him cry, he will not touch him. . But these vines, no different from Xiao Shao's breath, no matter if he walked up and down in his body, just one of his waist, let him die, let alone the other.

Lin Shu didn't dare to move any more, but his breathing was still short and he couldn't stop breathing.

For a moment, he looked at the big red soft yarn hanging from the ceiling, thinking that Xiao Shao had to trap himself here.

However, thinking about Xiao Shao's troubled situation, and feeling that he couldn't go on like this, he took up the exercises to break free of the vine.

The vine suddenly intensified and wandered around him. He was soft and trembling, and his eyes were blurred. He couldn't gather the spiritual power to fight the vine, and he was forced to tears.

After the first tears fell, there was some inexplicable grievances, while thinking about Xiao Shao's indifferent face, and at the same time thinking that he had cultivated the ruthless path, why can't we cut off all consciousness better than being tortured by several vines? Look.

Aggrieved, and thinking of Xiao Shao, who knew nothing about life and death, felt blank.

He couldn't help it, grabbed the sheets under him, closed his eyes, pretending that he was a dead fish.

But no matter how to pretend to be useless, the vine became more entangled and scratched on him. He was shaking all over, biting his lips, making no sound, struggling to move, and had limited movement.

Breathless, I could not help but shed some physical tears because of the violent stimulus. Later, as time went on, the grievances that were bullied gradually became stronger, but I cried a little sincerely.

But it is impossible for him not to resist.

By moving his fingers little by little, he finally touched the bag of his stuff.

With a divine motion, he took out the bronze dice.

He is going back to Qingmingdongtian to consider the way to deal with it. He must not stay in this room any more.

Holding the bronze dice, the moment of entering, a cold force knocked things down.

The bronze dice fell to the ground, because the floor in this room was covered with extremely thick velvet blankets, and no sound could be heard.

Lin Shu looked in the direction of this spiritual power, and saw the black mist twine on the high seat under the window, and a figure appeared.

Xiao Shao.

He was sitting on a magnificent wooden chair carved with phoenix, looking at himself with his arms folded, his eyelashes drooping slightly.

It was still indifferent, with blank eyes, a long black hair slipped from the forehead, and disappeared into the dark neck of the robe.

Such a gesture is so high. The sky outside the window is dark and gloomy. He is half-dark and half-dark, as if he does not belong to the world, but the king of Shura hell, the cold and violent king above the boundless bitter sea, looks down at all beings.

With his appearance, the movement of vines on Lin Shu's body also changed.

Something swelled underneath him, lifting his upper body into a posture of leaning his head slightly.

A vine originally wrapped around his waist and abdomen swam up, wrapped around his neck, and touched his lips.

But it didn't mean it, he wanted to open his lips and teeth, and then enter his throat.

And the breath on the vine of spiritual power belonged to Xiao Shao completely, as if Xiao Shao's fingers were doing this.

Lin Shu closed his eyes.

He knew that this was the most insidious kind of infatuation, and one of the implication was that it was so strong that it was dripping.

But Xiao Shao just looked at him with such expressionless expression, apparently the master of these vines, but it seemed that everything had nothing to do with him.

Lin Shu suddenly understood.

He was still young, and the Master taught him to be clean and to teach him far away.

To say that the five colors are blinding, the six tones is deaf, and the seven emotions are fascinating.

Therefore, do not touch bright-colored things, extravagant beautiful sounds, mortals who have nothing to do, and even wine and wealth.

Especially when tempted by earth dust and contaminated with carnal desires, it will never fall into red dust and never lose its avenue. It is never desirable.

He couldn't understand it then.

Then the old man said, these words mean, sir, you, the clear soul, the six roots, must not let those things get dirty.

Dirty.

He also heard Xiao Shao say this.

Xiao Shao said that all sentient beings are dirty grudges, and only Xianjun is clean.

It was only then that Xiao Shao's first-line rationality still existed, and it was to use Xianjun's cleanness to cross himself.

Xiao Shao is not the same now, I'm afraid I noticed that it was so clean that I was going to get thoroughly soiled.

And he has nothing to be soiled.

Only one left the use right back to Xiao Shao's body, can be kneaded at will.

Perhaps Xiao Shao didn't want to get dirty before.

Just thinking in other places, in this person's eyes, this dirty world, a little white, is really annoying.

So in the beginning, he went to him by himself.

I found it more often and locked it in the room. Rather than being unsightly, it is all dirty.

So it is not allowed to walk, to leave the room, or even to leave the bed.

And he had a lot of time to stay high, and only needed to release a little spiritual power, without even moving a finger.

Fine.

Give it all.