After the group pet god was bound by the widow king

Chapter 82

The sky in the human world gradually darkened.

Above the void, the gods spy on the human world, and they all know that the gods will try their best to minimize the negative impact on the human world.

Therefore, the shadows in the sky were not caused by the God Realm.

If it's not the God Realm, then it can only be because of the Underworld.

There must have been some big move in the underworld, which affected the weather in the human world.

After receiving this ominous notice, Dijun could only let out a long sigh——

From this point of view, the underworld is probably ready for a big battle.

However, although the preparations for the underworld have been made, the God of Love Lin is not far behind.

Song Qinqing and Yi Heng, who tried every means to cultivate, finally found a breakthrough.

As the young master of the underworld, Yi Heng has a natural sense of shock to the souls of the dead.

Therefore, Yi Heng quickly found a way to control the dead soul.

Only the proficiency is not enough, and a lot of practice is needed before Yi Heng can apply this technique in actual combat.

And Song Qinqing's space practice has also become more stable.

He gradually found a way to expand the domain to include the whole area.

The only thing that lacks durability is that if time goes by, he will even lose control of the domain.

Fortunately, their respective cultivation has initially achieved results.

As long as results can be produced, it proves that everything is moving on the right path.

however.

One day.

After Kong Que accepted the cultivation results and analyzed the data report, his expression suddenly turned ugly.

Song Qinqing noticed it, thought that her or Yi Heng's cultivation direction had deviated, and hurriedly asked the uncle about the situation.

Kong Que only raised his eyes to glance at Yi Heng, then took a deep look at Song Qinqing, and did not speak.

Song Qinqing saw the uncle's eyes and knew that the uncle wanted Yi Heng to avoid him.

After Yi Heng was persuaded to leave, Song Qinqing continued to ask.

Kong Que opened his mouth and asked, "My dear. How are you and Yi Heng doing?"

"Development?" Song Qinqing had just recovered from the data report and hadn't turned the corner yet. "Our cultivation has achieved results as my uncle saw."

"That's not what I asked."

"The uncle refers to?"

"I mean, how far has your relationship developed?"

"Ah! Relationship..." Song Qinqing blushed and faltered.

Kong Que glanced at it, a little disgusted, "Both are old enough to have a second child, how can they still be as innocent as first love?"

"We..." Song Qinqing whispered, "We are first love..."

"So, how's it going?"

"We are together..."

"What kind of progress is this? Physically?"

Song Qinqing's face turned even redder. Although her body has grown into a youth, her consciousness is still green, "We, hold hands, hug each other, and then..."

"and also?"

"And kissing."

"Tsk." Kong Que's disgust couldn't be further increased, "Although as your master, I would definitely prefer Yi Heng's sudden death and not remind you. But when I think about it, if he died suddenly, you probably won't be able to live alone. So..."

"Sudden death?" Song Qinqing panicked, "Why did Yi Heng die suddenly?"

"That's why I want to remind you! Look." Kong Que pointed to the data report for Song Qinqing to analyze, "The report shows that Yi Heng's physical indicators are very healthy, but his mood fluctuates greatly."

"Why did this happen?" Song Qinqing hurriedly asked, "I remember that after his brain pin was removed, his mood was very stable for a long time. Is it because of a mistake in cultivation?"

"Practice, practice, practice, I think you've practiced to the point of becoming obsessed!" Kong Que poked his nephew's forehead with his finger, "You said it yourself, you're a fool!"

"Ah? But isn't the brain pin gone..." Song Qinqing held her forehead, feeling aggrieved.

"It's because the brain pin is gone! Think about it, when Yi Heng was attracted to you earlier, the brain pin vibrated and made him attack. Does this count as some kind of venting?"

"Calculate."

"Now that the brain is gone, Yi Heng clings to you every day, is provoked by you, and has no further development... Does he have to hold back?" Kong Que reminded, "It's been a long time, Are you going to be irritable? If you can't vent your anger, will you die suddenly?"

The more Song Qinqing heard about the consequences, the more frightened she became, and she blurted out, "How can we go further..."

development of.

Song Qinqing asked halfway through, and realized it by herself.

In an instant, the young man's porcelain-white skin seemed to be burning red, almost smoldering.

Kong Que looked at him teasingly, "Do you still need me to teach you?"

"No need..." Song Qinqing's voice was as thin as a mosquito's moan.

"Go!" Kong Que waved his hand, signaling his nephew to leave, and suddenly added, "That's right! Don't tell you that Master is the one who encouraged you! He should blame me for taking the initiative to give the cabbage to other families..."

"Uncle!" Song Qinqing was so ashamed that she hurriedly interrupted Kong Que's words.

In fact, he hadn't thought about these things.

He even "learned" secretly, overtly and secretly, how to accomplish that kind of thing between men.

Yi Heng didn't take the initiative to mention it, he was busy with cultivation, so he didn't take it to heart.

But now the uncle reminded him that if he knew that procrastination would affect Yi Heng's body, he had to take care of it.

Although I understood the hint of the uncle, although I also understand that some things happen for granted...

After all, Song Qinqing is still experiencing everything in love for the first time.

Thinking of certain scenes, Song Qinqing still felt at a loss.

So, he was going to hint at Yi Heng just like his uncle hinted at him——

When Song Qinqing pulled Yi Heng out of the void of cultivation, the other party was still a little dazed.

Seeing Song Qinqing's face flushed, Yi Heng asked, "Why is your face so red? Are you suffering from heatstroke?"

While talking, the man pressed his fingers against his skin to check his body temperature, and Song Qinqing held his fingers and held them, "Yi Heng, let's go to the movies."

"Why do you want to watch a movie all of a sudden?" Yi Heng smiled, "That's fine. We haven't seen a movie together yet. Let's go, shall we go to the mortal world?"

"No." Song Qinqing said, "Go and see in my room."

"Do you have a projector in your room?"

"It can be changed."

"Okay."

"Yeah." Afraid that the other party didn't understand, Song Qinqing added, "It's just the two of us."

Yi Heng nodded knowingly, "Of course. Just the two of us."

Song Qinqing thought this person understood.

As a result, as soon as he arrived at his room, Yi Heng turned into a projection screen, lay down on the bed, turned on the system and began to select movies.

It seems that this person really wants to watch a movie.

Song Qinqing had no choice but to nest next to this person, ready to continue hinting.

"What movie do you want to watch?" Yi Heng asked.

Song Qinqing gritted her teeth and said, "Love movie."

"As expected of the God of Cupid." Yi Heng nodded and continued to choose movies.

Song Qinqing, who had a question mark on his face, quickly added, "The kind with movements!"

"Ok?"

"Exactly!" Song Qinqing clenched her fist and said loudly, "Love, action, movies! The more intense ones!"

"Oh!" Yi Heng raised his eyebrows, as if he had suddenly realized.

Seeing that the other party finally understood, Song Qinqing breathed a sigh of relief.

then.

They hugged each other and watched a bad commercial film that was half about dog-blood love and half about parkour pursuit.

Watched for half an hour!

Yi Heng really wants to watch a movie!

Some collapsed, Song Qinqing wanted to let it go.

But then he thought again, he couldn't play with Yi Heng's body, he shouldn't just give up like this.

So he was cruel, and loosened the neckline of his jacket, revealing his entire smooth chest.

Song Qinqing flinched, and put her upper body on Yi Heng's arm...

Then, Yi Heng thought he was cold and directly covered him with a quilt.

easy!Heng!

You deserve it!

Song Qinqing was half-dead by this incomprehensible anger, lifted the quilt and turned over to get out of bed...

As a result, an arm came across his waist and directly hooked him back to the bed.

A figure as tall as a mountain pressed down in front of him, Song Qinqing fixed his eyes and saw Yi Heng leaning over.

Heads to heads, the two breathed interlacedly, and even each other's heartbeats could be heard clearly.

"Give up now?" There was a hint of teasing at the corner of Yi Heng's mouth.

"You...you clearly know, yet..." Song Qinqing was a little unhappy.

Seeing that the servant curled his mouth, Yi Heng poked the corner of his mouth with his finger, his voice became hoarse, as if he was emotional, "I'm pretending. I want to force you to be more active."

"You..." Song Qinqing blushed all over and couldn't help asking, "Since when did you find out?"

"You just pulled me out of the realm of cultivation, and when my face was so red, I already wanted to be crooked. I didn't expect that it wasn't me who wanted to be crooked." Yi Heng rubbed the tip of his nose against him, "You came to make up for me. It's a gift."

"Gift? What gift?"

"Did you forget? In the previous life, you agreed to give me a gift. I guess, you are going to give me?"

"I..." Song Qinqing recalled the promise of that summer night, her fingers and toes curled up together.

In fact, Yi Heng's guess was indeed correct.

Seeing him so ashamed, Yi Heng also knew that he had guessed right, and deliberately said: "But, when you give a gift, why don't you wrap it up yourself?"

"Ah?" Song Qinqing blinked innocently, "Me? Packaging? How should I package it?"

Yi Heng gave a smirk, leaned into his ear, and said a few words in a provocative voice.

After Song Qinqing heard it, she seemed to be touched by the breath, or burned by the words. When her body flicked, she was trapped in the arms of the person and had nowhere to hide. She could only say: "I have a picture in my mind just now!"

"Oh? What am I doing in that picture?"

"Stop it! Smelly rascal!"

"I didn't do anything, and I was scolded for nothing? Can't I sit down?"

"You..." Song Qinqing suddenly lowered her eyelashes, like a swan offering herself, and whispered, "Then, sit down..."

So the mountain leaned down and took the beautiful swan privately.

……

Yue Lao came outside the Silver Sparrow Hall and was about to go in, but was stopped by Kong Que at the door.

"Why are you here?" After Yue Lao asked, he looked into the hall again, "Where is my dear? I am going to ask him about his recent progress in cultivation."

"Don't disturb others." Kong Que was sitting at the entrance of the hall, rocking a rocking chair and reading the newspaper, "You two are double-cultivating!"

"Shuang!" When Yue Lao heard this, he immediately became angry and spun around in a hurry, and finally left a sentence of "I don't want to stay here", and left.

……

The next day, Yue Lao came to the Silver Sparrow Hall again and found that Kong Que was still guarding the door.

"Why are you still here?!" Yue Lao glanced at Kong Que in horror, and then at the Silver Sparrow Hall.

Kong Que said leisurely: "This is my only business as the god of love, and it's quite interesting to work overtime once in a while."

"It's been a day?!" Yue Lao was furious, "It's been a whole day?!"

"Hmm. Pretty good. Good health."

"I'm so mad!" Yue Lao cursed at the hall, "Why is this Yi Heng having sex with an old widower!"

……

A few days later, Yue Lao heard that the apprentice and his boyfriend had started to cultivate the divine bone normally again.

But Yue Lao could no longer look directly at his apprentice, so he temporarily accepted the emperor's invitation and went to the place where he summoned him to attend the appointment.

What Emperor Lu Ren said was still the same old way, reminding Yue Lao not to act impulsively for the sake of Ai Shenlin, and not to make his own decisions for the sake of the Three Realms.

Yue Lao argued passionately with the emperor about everything that happened to his two apprentices.

But arguing and arguing, Emperor Lu Ren didn't know what he sensed, and his expression suddenly changed.

As if he noticed something interesting, Dijun smiled and changed his words directly——

"That's right. Go ahead and do it! This time, maybe it's not as bad as I expected."

Yue Lao didn't know which muscle the emperor had made a mistake, although he couldn't figure it out, he returned to the God of Love forest.

at the same time.

The territory of practice.

Song Qinqing felt that her body was surrounded by a world full of grids.

Here, what flows is not air, not even life.

Here, the sense of space is weakened, and everything seems to exist only on the plane.

What flows are countless numbers.

Their composition is simple...

1 and 0.