[Quick Travel] The Villain's Whitewashing Method

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    Jiayang looked at the position of the Nascent Soul again.

    There are still some faint sword breaths scattered in his dantian. It seems harmless, but as soon as Jiayang uses his spiritual power to struggle, it will suddenly turn into a cold blue light and wrap around it tightly.

    Bind all the limbs of his Nascent Soul.

    Let Jiayang not be able to use any spiritual power, just like an ordinary person.

    The system looked at Jia Yang's pale and dignified expression, and comforted him: [If you can't use it, you can't use it, you can't do the male lead. I don't ask too much now, as long as you don't die. 】

    While speaking, the system skillfully took out a grape and gnawed it.

    The corners of Jia Yang's mouth twitched suddenly.

    Qiyuan's cave was cold, so Jiayang sat up reluctantly, then slowly closed his eyes and tentatively checked with his spiritual sense.

    Then he saw a circle of inconspicuous restrictions around his current bed.

    Forget it, not only the bed, there are three restrictions inside and outside the cave.

    Outside the cave, the entire Luo Yinfeng's prohibition formation was even stronger, and it was only slightly lower than the large mountain protection formation that the sect used to defend against emergencies.

    Jia Yang clicked his tongue: [The male lead is guarding against thieves? 】

    【Prevent you. ]

    [...]

    [I think you should go to bed first if you have the time. Look, you can't sit still and your body is shaking. 】The system unceremoniously dismantles Jia Yang's external strength and middling ability.

    […] Gayan felt that his masculinity had been challenged.

    But... the words of the system do make sense.

    Kayan really couldn't hold it anymore.

    Now his whole body is very uncomfortable and sore, especially his waist, which feels almost as if it is broken. This can be tolerated, but the most unbearable thing is the sensitivity.

    So sensitive that even if a gust of wind gently blows over Jia Yang's body, he can't help but tremble slightly.

    Just like electricity.

    Jayan wanted to control this reflex, but he couldn't.

    So Gayan thought for a while, then lay back down silently. After feeling that the waist was finally comfortable and no longer painful, Jia Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

    And because of the movement, Jiayang's thin clothes were taken off a little to the sides, revealing the dense and slightly bruised marks on the collarbone.

    But the most serious thing is not this, but the very obvious tooth mark on the neck.

    From the severity of the wound, it can be seen how deep the bite was.

    Gayan lay in a daze on the bed, as if thinking about something.

    The system continued to eat his grapes, as if it didn't worry about Jiayan's current predicament at all.

    I don't know how long time passed like this.

    Jia Yang was distracted while listening to the sound of changing the popcorn and continuing to eat at the back of the system. At this moment, his eyes narrowed and he said: [In this world, you don’t seem to worry about becoming a danmei line at all. 】