Jiang Youlin received such great favor from heaven, and naturally it was not without conditions.

Since he was able to communicate directly with the system, he destroyed all workshops that polluted spiritual energy under the arrangement of the system, and controlled demons to sweep through the three realms of cultivation. His methods were brutal and blood flowed like rivers. It was almost every monk's nightmare. Gradually, in the past,

The news that the eldest son of the Jiang family was resurrected from the dead and became the King of Demons spread throughout the world——

Later books recorded this: "The eldest son of the Jiang family was violent and bloodthirsty, and committed heinous crimes. He controlled a hundred thousand demons, and bloodbathed the three realms. His sword was stained with countless golden elixir fragments. He was more terrifying than the Demon Eater of the Abyss.

Nightmare."

Of course there are elements of exaggeration in this, but Jiang Youlin did kill a lot of people. Every time he returned to the palace where Jiang Qinfeng was imprisoned, even though he had specially freshened up and dressed up, there was still a faint smell of blood on his body.

These days, Jiang Qinfeng, Xie Lingtan, and Yan Yiyun have exchanged messages through the chat system, but they still can't figure out where they are now. So when Jiang Youlin is out, he will take the opportunity to observe the nearby environment, trying to find out this gorgeous

Where is the palace and the unbreakable cage that even Chai Jingyan cannot teleport in?

Fortunately, the chains that imprisoned him could be retracted freely. As long as Jiang Qinfeng did not leave the palace, his movements would not be restricted. From this point of view, Jiang Youlin was really weirdly considerate.

Jiang Qinfeng had no other clothes to wear except the gold-threaded red brocade robe provided by Jiang Youlin. The clothes were extremely beautiful and luxurious, and they felt like milk against the body. The strands shone with the unique moistness of fine silk, and were made of fine gold threads.

Large lotus flowers are carefully embroidered, blooming all the way from the waist to the hem of the clothes reaching the ankles. It is radiant when walking, and it makes the Snow Soul Immortal Lord's skin look like snow, and he is like a snow-wrapped immortal.

She is extremely gorgeous, not to mention the pure gold shackles that jingle around her wrists.

There really is no more precious and pampered canary in the world.

Jiang Qinfeng stepped barefoot on the floor tiles of the palace, but he didn't feel cold at all. The bricks and stones paved in this place were all made of Lantian jade, which was warm to the touch. It was really a jaw-dropping waste to use an inch of gold treasure to step on it.

The more he looked, the more shocked he became. In the high palace, there were cornices and hanging windows, carved beams and painted columns, a sandalwood roof, and pearls as light. He opened a door casually, and there were gold and silver jewels piled inside like a small mountain.

It seems that as long as Jiang Qinfeng is willing, he can play with egg-sized pearls as pinballs, agates, emeralds, gems, crystals and other priceless objects to make the sound look good, and it will take a thousand years to smash them all. In other words, the entire palace will be smashed.

It is made of the most precious and hardest Haoyue gemstone in the world of cultivation. It is like a concubine's gorgeous jewelry box, filled with the most beautiful treasures in the world.

This heaven-shaking wealth and endless wealth cannot be created in a short time.

...What exactly is this place?

Jiang Qinfeng slowly picked up a glass lamp engraved with patterns of dragons and fishes. His eyelashes trembled, like a butterfly spreading its wings and about to fly.

Due to his recent imprisonment, his figure has become thinner. The soft fabric slowly slid down from his wrist to his elbow, revealing a section of snow-white arm like a lotus root. Under the sun, he showed an innocent feeling of vulnerability.

This was what Jiang Youlin saw when he came in.

Through the smoky gauze, his beloved brother was about to turn into a butterfly and disappear.

His breathing almost stopped, he waved his hands to lift the layers of red gauze curtains, walked forward quickly, bit his lip, and hurriedly hugged Jiang Qinfeng from behind, hugging him very close, as if he wanted to blend the other person into his own.

The two bodies become one and never separate.

"Click."

Because of Jiang Youlin's sudden intrusion, the delicate glass lamp suddenly fell to the ground and broke into two halves.

Jiang Qinfeng pushed the furry head away from his shoulders with some distress.

Isn't it ridiculous?

This pitiful look worried about gains and losses, as if the imprisoned person was Jiang Youlin.

"Xiao Feng...Xiao Feng, what are you thinking about?"

Jiang Youlin leaned close to his ear, his cold breath spraying on his ear.

Jiang Qinfeng turned around and looked at him calmly: "This is Lingbao territory, right? You occupied their palace?"

Such extravagant and gorgeous style and hoarding of jewelry are unique among the three realms of cultivation.

I just don’t know how Jiang Youlin did it without knowing it.

"You are indeed my favorite Xiao Feng...so smart. I will take you somewhere, and you will definitely like it."

Jiang Youlin fell in love with his cold look, and quickly took Jiang Qinfeng's hand - of course, he still wore gloves meticulously to cover up his ugly nails.

"You, clean this place and find an identical glass lamp."

He ordered the demon attendants following him in a natural tone, just like the high-spirited eldest son of the Jiang family ordered his servants.

The demon who responded was a beautiful woman. Judging from her clothes, she was from the Flower Kingdom. The old demon master spent all his money on raising high-level demons to benefit Jiang Youlin. He could directly control the minds of these demons and arouse them quite easily.

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Jiang Qinfeng couldn't help but take another look at the woman, seeing her dull look, with emotions of pity and distress in her eyes. But for Jiang Youlin, such an ordinary emotion was a treasure beyond anything in the world. Almost instantly, his

A smile with murderous intent curled up at the corner of his lips, and with a little trick, the high-level demon who was frightened by the news outside covered his head in pain and rolled on the ground in embarrassment.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I'm in pain, please Mr. Jiang, please spare me, please spare me..."

"What are you doing? I just glanced at her."

Jiang Youlin said coldly: "But you are not willing to give me even half a look or half a smile."

The woman's screams hit Jiang Qinfeng's eardrums. He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he compromised and said, "What on earth do you want?"

"It's very simple."

His eyebrows were curved, like a little fox begging for candy.

"Kiss me and I will let her go."

Jiang Qinfeng's temper was like this. Now he was really forced by Jiang Youlin and had no choice but to grit his teeth and said: "What's the point of forcing me like this? Do you have to go to this point with me?"

Hearing this, Jiang Youlin knew that his brother had compromised. He smiled slightly, pointed to the right corner of his lips, and said narrowly: "Be good, kiss here."

There is really no cure.

Jiang Qinfeng closed his eyes, reluctantly approached Jiang Youlin, and kissed him quickly under the corner of his mouth. It couldn't even be called a kiss, it could only be called a peck, but even with such a perfunctory, cold and impatient approach, it didn't work.

Jiang Youlin was so satisfied that he beamed with joy, and he immediately restored the succubus to normal. The succubus, as if she had been granted amnesty, rolled away from the pair of brothers who had a strange relationship.

"When I find a magic weapon that can resist the magic poison, Xiaofeng, it won't be so simple."

Jiang Youlin's devil's poison can almost be called the most powerful poison in the world. No one can escape the slightest stroke of his nails, but such an invincible weapon has become a huge problem in front of his younger brother.

of shackles.

For Jiang Qinfeng, who has now lost his personal freedom, this is really a blessing among misfortunes. Even though Jiang Youlin is so crazy, he does not even dare to ask for a kiss between lips and teeth.

If it weren't for the restriction of the demonic poison, he might really be like a fish on a pot, having been fried repeatedly by Jiang Youlin, and how could he be as calm as he is now.

"Xiao Feng, take a look, does it look good? Does it suit your wishes?"

Jiang Youlin brought Jiang Qinfeng back to the original dormitory. Each bird's beak on the nine-branch black bird lamp held a flickering candle. It was lifelike and beautiful. There were soft and snow-white carpets everywhere, and it felt like stepping on clouds.

Just as comfortable as above.

And in the inconspicuous corners, there are animal gold four-legged incense burners placed everywhere, from which purple smoke curls up, and the entire palace is filled with a sweet fragrance.

Jiang Qinfeng knew that this was an extremely precious spice that could aid sleep and soothe the mind. It was extracted from the scent glands of the Lingxiang Beast. It was said that it would take only a hundred people to extract the fragrance as big as a little finger. It was worth thousands of gold and was priceless in the market. He never thought that it would be available in the market.

There is a day that burns continuously all day long.

"These fish...why are they here?"

He raised his head in surprise and saw a large school of red fish slowly swimming past the patio, their gauze-like tails swaying gently, the red color was gorgeous and bright, like bright flames traveling through the water waves, as beautiful as a painting.

Back then, when I was wandering around with Xie Lingtan, I had an adventure in the Shark City. It was at that time that I saw such a unique palace lantern fish. If Jiang Qinfeng remembered correctly, under the deep sea, this represents an eternal wedding of two hearts.

Jiang Youlin quietly held his hand, and then stretched it out together. The fish seemed to have a telepathic understanding, and swam towards here together. They surrounded them for a while, scattered into a fan shape for a while, lined up for a while, and even stood in front of Jiang Youlin.

Perhaps under the influence of modern memory from Qing Yuanju, they were arranged into a beautiful heart shape.

And inside the love, there are him and his younger brother.

"Is it beautiful? It's specially prepared for you. I'm afraid you'll be bored."

Under the influence of a large amount of incense, Jiang Qinfeng's mind became irresistibly slack, and he nodded in a daze. When he came to his senses, Jiang Youlin had already led him to the bed. Both of them were dressed in red, and the room was full of luxury.

Cai, it really looks like a wedding room.

The only white color is Jiang Youlin's gloves. The texture is different from skin and slides towards Jiang Qinfeng's sensitive skin. Through the cloth, it's like scratching an itch or drinking poison to quench thirst. In the end, it sinks deeper and deeper.

"Xiao Feng, can you touch me? I'm going crazy. I can't touch you. I'm afraid of turning you into a dirty monster like me. I can't touch you yet. Can you touch me?

Touch me...please..."

The man's voice was filled with a cry of grievance. He was clearly doing something that he could not refuse, and he was extremely powerful, but it sounded as if Jiang Qinfeng was bullying him.

"Well..."

Jiang Qinfeng felt a headache. Whether it was his breathing or his hot breath, it was like a bizarre nightmare, blurred in the rolling red waves. All he could see was red, the red that belonged to Jiang Youlin. It was dazzling, dazzling and passionate, with an incomprehensible color.

His fanaticism and paranoia were like a fire that would never go out, not only burning endlessly, but also trying to ignite his body.

There is also a voice, Jiang Youlin's voice that keeps shouting his name, like crazy. Sometimes chanting the three words "Jiang Qinfeng" seems to relieve the pain, and sometimes it seems that these three words are the source of all his pain and the source of all happiness.

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After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Youlin's breathing gradually calmed down. He quickly packed away the wet bedding, his cheeks turned red, and he seemed to have regained his composure, except for two wet tears.

Yes, Jiang Qinfeng was shocked. Logically speaking, he was the one who suffered in this matter, but in the end, the other party cried instead.

"You...why are you crying?"

Maybe it was because of the incense, but he really didn't react.
To be continued...