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  He was pressed back by the spiritual vine.

  After he was pressed back, the black vines disappeared, but a circle of black spiritual Qi was wrapped around the wrist of his right hand, which could not be removed by any means.

  Lin Shu didn’t think so.

  He got up again, but before he could get to the door, he was entangled by the spiritual force again. It turned out that the spiritual vine did not disappear from him, but was hidden under his clothes — although the texture was soft and it could change its shape at will, but like a chain, its tenacity could not be broken away. It was simply a chain binding him.

  Xiao Shao was playing hide and seek with him. He had thrown him in and locked him in the house. What exactly did that mean? How much clarity did this man have?

  Lin Shu could not understand it, but he knew that Xiao Shao was extremely dangerous right now. He couldn’t say that he would be able to maintain his body at any moment and completely turn into a grieving ghost. According to past experience, the only thing that could make Xiao Shao better was to have him by his side.

  He stared at the direction of the spiritual vine.

  Xiao Shao’s cultivation in martial arts was naturally profound. His spiritual power flowed continuously, and it was very difficult to find flaws.

  But Lin Shu thought to himself that although Xiao Shao could completely suppress him because of the power of resentment, if it was only their own spiritual power, his martial arts training might not be lower than Xiao Shao’s.

  Immediately, he carefully observed the flow and alternation of the black Qi on his wrist. After a quarter of an hour, he found a flaw and he suddenly cut it with a sword Qi.

  There seemed to be some ripples in the void and a sound like metal clashing with stone could be heard, but the end result was not as good as Lin Shu’s expectation. The black spiritual Qi was only cut to an extent and not completely broken. He thought that Xiao Shao absorbed the power of Phoenix’s residual soul and he was afraid his cultivation had improved again.

  Thinking about this, he thought that his Sword Pavilion’s long-standing inheritance for thousands of years might not be as good as the ancient Phoenix’s. He immediately recited the Pavilion’s mental method, sword Qi and sword intent, and went forward without hesitation, cutting off the black Qi.

  Without the shackles, he picked up Guiltless Blade and wanted it to guide him the way to find Xiao Shao.

  He held the blade firmly, but it didn’t make any move or a sound this time.

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

  But he didn’t want to take a step. He was suddenly pressed down again by a strong force. Several spiritual vines that were harder and more flexible than before, tied him to the bed again.

  Moreover, after he was bound to the bed this time, these strange things did not disappear. They merged with the red silk and soft curtain of the marriage bed, firmly restraining him.

  Four spiritual vines bound his hands and feet, another wrapped around his waist, and a thinner one gently strangled his throat.

  Lin Shu kept trying to break away, consciously using all of his life’s cultivation base on it. It just made some insignificant cracks on those vines.

  However, it caused the vines to bind tighter and tighter on him, and tightly restraining him&#k2013; and they were still flowing slowly, and because they were invisible under the clothes, they couldn’t be seen from the outside.

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  If something else touched him like this, he would have suffered from allergic symptoms, dizziness and vomiting, and he would be stiff all over, but this is the spiritual force and had Xiao Shao’s energy, which was no different from the real and normal Xiao Shao. After all this, he was forced to gasp slightly by the vine, and the places where he was strangled by the vine trembled even more, totally uncontrollable.

  There are many places on his body that couldn’t be touched. After being pressed by Xiao Shao and muttering “you’re too sensitive” for several times, he won’t touch these places unless he had the intention to tease and wanted to make him cry. However, these vines, which are the same as Xiao Shao’s aura, no matter whether thirty-seven or twenty-one swam on him, just the one on his waist, would let him die alive, let alone the others.

  Lin Shu didn’t dare to move again, but he was still breathing fast and couldn’t stop panting.

  For a moment, he was in a daze. Looking at the red soft veil hanging from the ceiling, thinking whether Xiao Shao was going to trap him here.

  However, thinking about Xiao Shao’s worrying situation, he felt that he could not go on like this, so he used his methods to break away from the vines.

  The spiritual vines suddenly intensified and wandered around him. His whole body became a soft and shivering pile of mess. His eyes blurred. He couldn’t gather spiritual power to fight against vines and he was forced to tears.

  After he shed the first tear, he felt a little inexplicable grievance. While thinking about Xiao Shao’s indifferent face, he also wondered why he could not cut off all his perceptions after he had clearly cultivated the Heartless Dao? It would have seemed better than being tortured by a few vines.

  Feeling wronged, thinking of Xiao Shao, whose current situation was unknown, he felt completely at a loss.

  Unable to use his strength, he couldn’t help but grab the sheets under his hands, closed his eyes and pretended to be a dead fish.

  But no matter how much he pretended, it was no use. The vines intensified in entangling him and scratched him. He was shaking all over, biting his lip, he didn’t make a sound and couldn’t struggle out. He could only move in a limited way.

  He couldn’t breathe, and inevitably he couldn’t help but shed some physiological tears because of the extreme intense stimulation. Later, as time passed, the grievances of being bullied by others grew stronger. Instead, he cried and panted somewhat sincerely.

  But it was impossible for him not to resist.

  By moving his fingers bit by bit, he finally touched the brocade bag where he stored his things.

  He concentrated using his mental skills and took out the bronze dice.

  He wanted to go back to Qingming cave and think about how to deal with the vines. He couldn’t stay in this room any longer.

  Holding the bronze dice, and he was about to enter the cave when at that moment, a cold force knocked down his hand.

  The bronze dice fell to the ground, and because the floor of the room was covered with a very thick woolen blanket, it didn’t even make any sound.

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

  Xiao Shao.

  He sat on the ornate wooden chair carved with Phoenix, looking at him with his arms folded, and his eyelashes drooping slightly.

  Still with that indifferent look and empty eyes, a wisp of long black hair slipped from his forehead and disappeared into the neckline of the same black robe.

  Such a high and mighty posture. The sky outside the window was pitch black and gloomy. He was in half light and half darkness, as if he did not belong to the world, but the Asura hell. The cold and tyrannical King on the boundless sea of suffering looking down at all sentient beings.

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

  Something swelled under him, raising his upper body into a slightly upward position.

  A spiritual vine that was originally wrapped around his waist and abdomen crawled up, and after circling around his neck, it touched his lips.

  But it didn’t mean to just touch his lips, but wanted to open his lips and teeth and then enter his mouth and throat.

  And the aura on the spiritual vine completely belonged to Xiao Shao, as if Xiao Shao’s fingers were doing this.

  Lin Shu closed his eyes.

  He knew that it was the most provocative kind of intimacy, in which some of the hints were so thick that it was dripping out.

  However, Xiao Shao just looked at him from above without expression. He was clearly the owner of these vines, but it seemed as if it had nothing to do with him.

  Lin Shu suddenly understood.

  When he was young, his master taught him to be pure and to be far away from the world of mortals.

  It is said that five colors make people blind, six tones make people deaf, and seven emotions make people lose their mind.

  Therefore, don’t touch anything bright in color, the sound of extravagance and beauty, ordinary people who don’t do anything, and even wine, sex and wealth.

  In particular, if you are tempted by the world of mortals and are infected with the desire of the flesh, you will fall into the world of mortals forever and lose the great Dao forever. It was never advisable.

  He was ignorant and didn’t understand at that time.

  Then the old man said, what these words mean is, disciple, you have a pure spirit, and your six quiet roots are clear. Don’t let those things get dirty.

  Dirty.

  He also heard Xiao Shao say this.

  Xiao Shao said that all living beings were dirty and resentful ghosts, and only the Immortal Lord was clean.

  But at that time, Xiao Shao’s first line of reason still existed to help himself with the Immortal Lord’s cleanliness.

  But now, Xiao Shao is completely different. I’m afraid he would notice this little bit of cleanliness that he had to get thoroughly dirty.

  And he has nothing to get dirty.

  The only remaining one which was clean belonged to Xiao Shao’s body, which could be kneaded/molded at will.

  Maybe Xiao Shao didn’t want to stain it before.

  It was just empathy. In this person’s eyes, this dirty world appeared a little white, which was really an eyesore.

  So when he first looked for him by himself, he left.

  He found him too many times, so he simply locked him in the room, instead of being white and an eyesore, it was better to fully dirty the last pure thing.

  So he was not allowed to go, not to leave the room, or even leave this bed.

  And he was at rest and being very condescending. He only needed to release some spiritual power without even moving a finger.

  All right.

  Give it all.