Wrong!

The more Fenghua looked, the more he felt that something was wrong.

If it was meditation and cultivation, Yun Zheng's expression would not be like this...... Suffering.

That's right, pain.

Yun Zheng's face has always been so unwavering, cold and waveless, as if there is no expression.

Right now, his eyebrows are furrowed, his lips are pursed, and his face is like snow, which can already be called 'pain' in comparison.

…… Go crazy.

These four words broke into his mind, and Fenghua's brows tightened.

What to do?

The first time she encountered this situation, she was a little at a loss.

In the end, Fenghua kicked off his shoes and took off his robe and went to bed.

The slender hands as thin as green onions were attached to Yun Zheng's back, trying to sort out the disordered breath in his body for him.

Who knows, her aura only entered his body, and it was bounced back menacingly!

"Boom ——!"

Fenghua hurriedly withdrew his hand.

In the monk's rank, the gap between the Transformation Stage and the Yuan Infant Stage is not a star and a half, but a huge watershed.

She's no match at all.

"Master......" Yun Zheng heard a voice whispering in his ear.

His long crow-like eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened them......

In the past, the pupils were always dark and cold, exuding a faint blood-red light.

Like a demon, like a charm.

And, no longer immortals.

Fenghua was taken aback: "Yun Zheng? ”

"What's your name Buddha?" The white-clothed Immortal Venerable seemed to have changed his appearance at this moment, the former immortal qi had become demonic, the corners of his red lips rose slightly, and the evil qi swirled.

"Master, you have a good rest, I'll ...... tomorrow" She instinctively sensed the danger and wanted to retreat.

However, Yun Zheng is a monk in the Transformation Period, where can she retreat?

Soon, he was grabbed by the wrist and thrown onto the thousand-year-old ice bed.

"Want to go?" Yun Zheng stepped forward, the pair of beautiful hands still pinched her chin, and the words spoken by the red lips flowed with a trace of demonic aura: "Where are you going?" ”

Fenghua: "......"

It's scary.

Master, wake up!

Seeing that Fenghua didn't answer, Yun Zheng stroked her lips, "Why don't you speak?" ”

...... "Oh, I don't want to be with you crazy bb.

Yun Zheng raised his lips and smiled, the corners of his red lips outlining a trace of demonic aura.

Compared with the cold and fairy-like Yun Zheng before he went mad, the obvious expression now is more vivid and vivid.

"This little mouth, since it is unwilling to speak, then there is only one use left......"

Yun Zheng slowly rubbed the slender fingers of Fenghua's lips, stretched out into her mouth and stirred it with astringency, and said softly and in a low voice: "Obediently let the master kiss." ”

Fenghua: "......"

Yes, the master, very powerful.

Hold back your talk and kiss me.

"Anyway, it's not the first time, I'm obedient and obedient, and I have to suffer less, huh?" Yun Zheng said.

The mad Yun Zheng is not amnesia, he remembers everything that Yun Zheng has experienced, and has all the memories of that normal Yun Zheng.

Including, in the past three years, how his little apprentice Tao Yao has tempted the two to share the bed, hug, and kiss step by step.

He is Yun Zheng.

The other side of Yun Zheng.

The dark side of a mind that is trying to suppress in the bottom of the heart, and cannot see the light.

Yun Zheng is not a real immortal.

You can't do it, you can't do it, you don't want it.

His appearance is because of Yun Zheng's 'desire' and Yun Zheng's 'seeking'.

Yun Zheng's desires and desires are exactly the ...... that are now pressed under him Leprechauns.