How to pamper the beast

Chapter 59

Chapter 59

Cen Yan didn't know Bi Fang, nor did he know about Nightmare Tapirs, and he had no idea about Bi Fang's dream game, which had endangered the fairy world for hundreds of years.

But after he came here, he was also fed with information, and he almost understood what to do.

When the acting table came out, he saw that Bai Qiu was also on it, and they were playing the only two characters in the same dream, this realization made him slightly relieved.

As for the bystander, he had already ignored him.

At the very beginning, Cen Yan thought to himself, if it was just acting out the plot, the problem shouldn't be that big, at least it shows that this so-called dream won't cause any real harm.

Later, when he saw the background introduction of the dream, he didn't think too much. Modern people have big brains. In contrast, plots like fairyland and demon world became normal.

And until the part of the lines that belonged to him surfaced——

Cen Yan suddenly realized while being in a trance.

It turns out that this is still a love scene.

Love drama.

Love……

Cen Yan wears the shell of a Demon Lord, with a stern expression on the surface and an occasional evil smile, but his heart is full of turmoil. If it weren't for his good control, he would have been OOC by now.

By the way, the script also required his facial expressions and movements, such as a light smile or a frivolous tone, coupled with his lines, it was really an on-the-spot execution.

Cen Yan recited his lines conscientiously with a strange pain and joy, and then looked at Bai Qiu, that is, the fairy in front of him, who was covered in ice and snow, turned into a big apple.

With a blushing face, Bai Qiu remained expressionless: "What does the Demon Lord mean? You and I have no entanglements in the past, so why make up such words to disturb your mind?"

"If you want to fight, you can fight. I'm afraid you won't succeed?"

He recited these lines dryly, without any momentum, and the dream flashed for a long time, as if he was considering whether the scene could pass, and after a while, he slowly stabilized.

Well, forget it, what else can it do with the people it pulls in by itself?Let's just make do with it.

Sensing the faint thought from the dream, Bai Qiu's face turned dark.

Fortunately, there will be a battle scene later, and the Demon Lord and the Immortal Lord are required to fight in this hall.

In the dream world, you can't use your own spells, you can only use the characters. The fairy played by Bai Qiu uses a sword, which is very fairy-like.

Bai Qiu also knows how to use swordsmanship. He took out the saber at his waist and took a look. The snow-white hilt and silver-white sword body, just looking at it, seemed to have a biting cold wind blowing towards his face.

The Mozun on the opposite side also used a sword.

It's just that his sword is pure black, but the edge of the blade is stained with a trace of blood red. I don't know if it's natural or stained with too much blood. It's extremely weird.

Cen Yan knew a little about all kinds of weapons, but the most commonly used one was the sword. At this moment, he drew the sword out of its sheath like flowing clouds and flowing water, and gently pulled a sword flower. Looking at the pitch-black sword that could not even be illuminated by light, he sighed inwardly. Still a good sword.

The combat department has no lines and cannot speak, but seeing Bai Qiu's bright eyes, it seems that he is very interested in this battle.

There is a warlike enthusiasm in the bones of the beasts, even Xuanwu, who is usually too lazy to move, is very fierce when fighting.

Bai Qiu thought he had a good temper, but he couldn't help but fight with Taotie.

Since coming to the human world, he hasn't let go of his hands and feet to fight properly. The cultivators here are too fragile. He is afraid that if he really fights with his hands, he will be autistic.

He happened to take advantage of this dream to fight with Cen Yan. He heard that Cen Yan was good at using swords, but he didn't know how well swordsmanship was, so he was quite curious.

The two looked at each other, and they drew their swords at the same time knowingly.

Both Bai Qiu and Cen Yan took wild paths, Duan Mian didn't know how to use swords, and there was no one else in Tianyan Sect who could teach Cen Yan, so he learned the basics of swordsmanship by himself, and then gradually groped in battle. come out.

Bai Qiu is the wildest among the wilds. When he was in the fairy world, his animal form was too petite, so he only used human form to fight, but the gods and beasts seldom use human weapons, and they all rely on instinct when fighting. Bai Qiu is better. He also sneaked into the human side, watched them fight, and learned a nondescript sword technique.

Both of them are practical, they can't make a killing, so they are a bit restrained, but the fighting scene is still exciting enough, the collision of black and white, and both of them are very good-looking, the fight looks like it was carefully photographed Like a movie, it is full of beauty and tension.

Half an hour later, Bai Qiu was thinking to himself, how is this fight going to end?The script is so good, where did they die? Are they going to die together or one dead and one injured?

At this moment, his whole body suddenly softened, as if all the strength in his whole body had been emptied, and he fell limply forward, directly throwing himself into Cen Yan's arms.

The sword in his hand fell to the ground.

Cen Yan caught Bai Qiu, held the sword in one hand, and wrapped his arms around Bai Qiu's slender waist with the other, holding him firmly in his arms.

Bright red blood gradually oozes from the white cloth on Bai Qiu's back.

The dream shields the pain. After all, what Bi Fang wants is a small VR game, not torture in consciousness.

So Bai Qiu only felt that his back was slippery, but he was very confused, he didn't know how the plot was going to go.

The follow-up lines appeared in front of Cen Yan.

"The Immortal Venerable is good at swordsmanship," the Mozun said with a hint of admiration, "With such injuries all over his body, he can persist for so long. He deserves to be the one who unified the Nine Heavens by force back then."

"It's just that our demon clan is not as open and upright as the fairy clan. Does the immortal feel powerless? It seems that the effect of the dark flower poison is not bad."

Bai Qiu was really weak all over, and his tone was also listless: "If you want to kill or cut, it's up to you."

Very unprofessional actor.

This dream seems to be dominated by the Mozun. Bai Qiu's script is scattered and there are no explanations. It is often when Cen Yan's lines come out that his script slowly lights up.

What a bad script.

Right now, he can only lazily fall on Cen Yan, and he doesn't know what's going on behind the scenes, so he has to do his best to play a sick and weak fairy.

Cen Yan suddenly moved.

He put the sword into the sheath with one hand, supported Bai Qiu's leg with his free left hand, and still held Bai Qiu's waist with the other hand, and directly hugged him horizontally.

Bai Qiu's eyes widened suddenly, and his whole body was as stiff as a log, straight like a dried salted fish.

Cen Yan's heart was also in a mess, the soft and warm touch came from the palm of his hand, even though he was separated by several layers of clothes, such an intimate gesture inevitably made his heart a little restless.

He still kept a straight face. After all, the following plot was only given a simple two or three lines for the time being, and no expression language was required.

So the Demon Venerable, who was even colder than the Immortal Venerable, entered the side room of the main hall holding the Immortal Venerable who was looking up at the sky and holding his corpse.

After Bai Qiu was gently placed on the bed, all the strength in his body finally came back, he barely propped himself up and sat up, his face was full of lovelessness.

He glanced at Cen Yan, as if to say, what are you going to do next?

Cen Yan glanced at the plot, and the veins on his forehead twitched.

Like Bai Qiu, he gave up on himself, and he didn't care about facial expressions or eye contact, and he read his lines dryly: "The wound of the immortal is open again. It seems that the devil's energy of the demon clan is not so easy to bear."

Bai Qiu also replied dryly: "It's not thanks to you."

Cen Yan said: "Why is the celestial being so stubborn? The entire Nine Heavens, except for this hall, has already been subordinated to my demon clan. What's the use of you holding on so hard?"

Bai Qiu didn't say another word.

Because his lines are gone, we have to wait for Cen Yan to advance the plot.

As for Cen Yan, he took a deep breath, as if he had made a great determination, and there was a belief in overcoming all difficulties in his eyes, which made Bai Qiu stunned.

What kind of ghost story is this, it scares Cen Yan like this.

While thinking about it, he saw Cen Yan approaching slowly, his eyes darkened, he pressed one hand on the back of Bai Qiu's neck, and the other hand stroked Bai Qiu's cheek slightly stiffly, and said in a low voice: "It's not as good as me How about coming to heal the immortal?"

Cen Yan was a little too close.

In this posture, Bai Qiu doubted that even if he blinked, his eyelashes could be swept across his face.

Bai Qiu was stunned for a long time, until the dream vibrated with some dissatisfaction, and then hurriedly came back to his senses, glanced at the lines, and said: "Why is the Demon Lord so unnecessary? The grievances between me and the demons must be due to the death of one party." , can only be lifted, you can kill me here directly, so as to avoid endless troubles."

Cen Yan seemed to be a little more nervous.

Bai Qiu didn't understand the reason for his nervousness, and while he was still thinking, he heard Cen Yan whisper: "The mottled demonic energy in the immortal's body is raging, it must be uncomfortable, why don't I take a breath of pure demonic energy from the immortal, and temporarily relieve it?" How about it?"

Bai Qiu... Bai Qiu's mind is in a daze.

Crossing the magic energy.

Still take a breath of magic.

How to cross?

Think about it with your tail, what else can you do besides mouth to mouth! ? ?

He stared blankly at Cen Yan getting closer and closer with his eyes wide open, and the palm on the back of his neck was very stiff. Cen Yan looked calm, but his heart might not be calm.

Bai Qiu could feel that from his neck to his ears, he was already full of burning sensation, and this burning sensation had a tendency to continue to spread upwards.

Well, I must be red now.

Bai Qiusheng thought helplessly.

He tried hard to divert his attention, but it was useless, his mind was full of messy pictures, and in a flash, Cen Yan was already very close to him, and he could even feel the warm breath of the other party.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

He didn't know what he was thinking, the two of them maintained this posture without moving, and the dream shook again, as if urging them to advance the plot quickly.

Bai Qiu heard Cen Yan sigh softly.

It was at this time that the dream space was shattered.

The surrounding scene quickly blurred, like paint falling into the water, and soon returned to its original pure white color, and even the pure white color could not last long, Bai Qiu could vaguely feel that they would soon To be excluded from this dream.

Bi Fang borrowed the power of the nightmare to form this dream, and the shelf life is not long, not to mention that now that two worlds have been crossed, the remaining divine power of the nightmare has been continuously reduced, causing the dream to break even halfway through. up.

Bai Qiu breathed a sigh of relief.

He pushed Cen Yan, wanting to tell him that the dream was over, and the two of them didn't need to spend any demon energy.

Unexpectedly, Cen Yan seemed to be unaware of the shattering of the dream, a light kiss like a superficial kiss, and finally fell down.