The world of killing gods and the sharingan

The restriction in Mei'er's body was one related to speech. When the intonation of her words reached a certain specific requirement, it would trigger the resonance of the mark, and then changes would occur.

However, compared to the ice that had accumulated in the Six - Tailed Beast for years, this restriction was simply negligible and could be repaired in a minute.

Yet, Lin Xing spent half an hour repairing it...

After half an hour, Mei'er's pale face became charming and alluring, blushing with a rosy glow...

Their postures had also changed. At first, Lin Xing was standing while Mei'er was kneeling. Now, Mei'er was sitting and Lin Xing was standing behind her...

Starting from her hand, then moving to her arm, and finally to her shoulder, Lin Xing indulged himself to the fullest. If he wasn't worried about ruining his image as a noble master, he really wanted to have his way with her right then!

"Master, this restriction is only on my hand..." Mei'er's voice was barely audible. Lin Xing, behind her, was earnestly massaging her shoulders.

"You don't understand. Actually, well, things are interconnected. Massaging the shoulders is beneficial to the health of the hands..."

After saying that, Lin Xing exerted a little more force. Even through a layer of clothing, her smooth skin was still so sexy and delicate! The soft touch of the flesh against his fingertips was incredibly pleasurable. Mei'er's body tensed up, almost letting out a cry.

On the purple, silk - like fabric, a pair of hands deftly changed their movements, squeezing, kneading, pushing, and caressing. Various techniques emerged one after another. Lin Xing finally had the opportunity to try out the various moves from those previous Japanese movies!

I squeeze!

Lin Xing suddenly exerted a strong force, and unconsciously, the Enchanting Heart Sutra of the Hehuan Sect was activated. A thread of imperceptible spiritual energy slipped through his fingertips and into Mei'er's soft body. "Ah..."

Mei'er could no longer hold back and let out a long, charming moan, half - angry and half - complaining, like a sob, which made Lin Xing lose half of his soul. A charming blush spread across Mei'er's fair face, adding a lascivious charm to her already delicate features. Her long, narrow eyes were filled with rippling waves, glistening with alluring affection.

Lin Xing was stunned, and his hands stopped involuntarily. Mei'er's face was flushed with a passionate red, a mixture of comfort and satisfaction. Her delicate neck was white and tender, exposed to the scorching air.

Lin Xing swallowed hard, and his lower body, shamefully, reacted.

After the long moan, Mei'er's face was burning with shame. The master was repairing the restriction for her, yet she had only been focused on enjoying herself.

"Master."

Mei'er called out shyly, not daring to raise her head.

"If the master likes it, Mei'er, Mei'er is willing."

Even Mei'er herself couldn't have imagined that she would say such words in this open wilderness. By the time she realized it and started to regret, it was already too late.

In fact, ultimately, it was determined by the position Lin Xing held in Mei'er's heart. Under the unique aphrodisiac effect of the Hehuan Sect's techniques, Mei'er's most primitive desires burst out. And Lin Xing, with his elegant demeanor and as the greatest master in Mei'er's heart, naturally became the object of her longing.

But how could Mei'er know all this? Not to mention the complex reasons. Carelessly, she didn't even notice the Enchanting Heart Sutra that Lin Xing had accidentally used!

"What should I do? What if, what if the master takes it seriously? What should I do?!"

Mei'er was extremely anxious.

Finally, Mei'er decided to first see the master's reaction.

She raised her head and carefully looked back. What came into view was the master's face full of righteousness!

Mei'er immediately realized that she had thought too much!

Lin Xing slightly shifted his body to hide his erect lower body and, with a serious face, reprimanded, "Mei'er, how could you think like this? Do you think I'm that kind of person in your heart?"

His serious tone even carried a hint of anger. He was truly a proper gentleman! A noble master!

Even Liu Xiahui, who was known for his self - restraint, paled in comparison to him!

Mei'er was so shocked and ashamed that she lowered her head.

She was, so, so shameless. She had actually misunderstood the master.

The master was so great, while she was so despicable.

She felt sorry for the master's cultivation of her...

Lin Xing, looking at the girl deeply immersed in self - blame, let out a sigh of relief. He had almost lost his self - control and revealed his true nature.

"However, this 'Master' identity is really useful. Mei'er, who is usually so shrewd, is as stupid as an innocent girl right now."

Mei'er hung her head, and Lin Xing stroked her soft hair to comfort her. "Alright, Mei'er, the restriction in your body has been repaired. Don't worry anymore."

"Um." Mei'er murmured softly, not saying anything more.

"Remember, be careful in the organization and don't expose yourself."

"Um."

"And, always put your life first, and the mission second."

"Um."

...

Huh? Were Mei'er's eyes actually wet?

In fact, Lin Xing's thought was that it was not easy to infiltrate Longyin, and this sole spy couldn't afford to fail easily. Naturally, he had to protect her well.

But unexpectedly, he had accidentally won Mei'er's even greater loyalty?

Was this the so - called protagonist mode?

Squinting, Lin Xing's eyes pierced through the obstacles and landed on the two plump mounds on Mei'er's chest. Due to the previous fight and the recent teasing, Mei'er's clothes were a bit messy. Lin Xing, looking down from above, peeked at the patch of white hidden through the wrinkled collar.

"Mei'er, remember, don't contact me actively unless there's a major incident to prevent exposure."

"And, your master is currently lurking in the Qingyun Sect with overwhelming power. The Hehuan Sect is under my command, and I also have some connections with the Ghost King Sect. The Black - Hearted Old Devil eight hundred years ago was actually my master... But if you're really in danger, go to the Hehuan Sect..."

In Lin Xing's eyes, the Taiji Bagua diagram was constantly rotating. While talking to Mei'er, he was also observing the white in her collar.

Red! It was actually red!!

Lin Xing was extremely excited!!

So fiery red! Red like a burning flame! Red with passion and unrestraint!! Those white and crystal - clear, intoxicating breasts were as smooth and translucent as suet, shining quietly to the extreme. The intense contrast between the pure white and the passionate red, the wildness and docility, the indulgence and the lightness, gave an infinite visual impact, as if a huge hammer had struck his heart!

Boom!!

The two white mounds seemed to be constantly expanding, and the deep - set gully in the middle seemed to draw in one's entire mind. Lin Xing slowly bent down, wanting to take a bite.

Just then - drip! drop!

A lewd stream of blood rapidly fell and stained the white and crystal - clear breasts. The soft and tender breasts trembled when they were invaded by something foreign.

Mei'er suddenly turned her head. What she saw was Lin Xing's bloody nostrils.

"Mas - "

Looking at Lin Xing with astonished eyes, Mei'er was too shocked to speak!