The host of fast time travel was kissed by the hero after his death

Chapter 137 The Fat Golden Dragon of the Indifferent Immortal Venerable 28
Lan Yao's goosebumps exploded from Qian Yuan's eagerness as if he had taken drugs and his obsessive search for something.

Lan Yao's whole body was distorted, which was extremely unacceptable.

Why!Why is there no normal person who can make him like him?

Lan Yao was extremely sad, feeling that his young heart had suffered an extremely powerful blow.

After killing Matt colorfully, did he encounter such a psychopath with beautiful eyes again? ! !
Lan Yao felt like crying.

However, the psychosis will not give him any chance to breathe.

Crazy Qianyuan is still tearing at his clothes.

This demon king, who has been told of fear, fear, and power by people, is now like a poisonous substance sticking to Shangguan Yi's body.

"Come on, Shangguan Yi!" Qian Yuan's voice was extremely hoarse and he stared at Shangguan Yi's clean and frozen face. His eyes were fascinated and his body was shaking with high emotions.

He moved towards Shangguan Yi step by step, and he wanted to throw himself on Shangguan Yi.

Those red crystal-like eyes that made Lan Yao feel extremely broken were full of nostalgia, and his melodious and long dry and hoarse voice made people feel soft in the body.

The incomparably soft, enchanting tone turned into an unbelievable tone, full of charm: "Shangguan Yi, come and hit me! Hit me!"

Qian Yuan stretched out his face, and leaned in front of Shangguan Yi with such a big face.

Pointing at his own face with one hand, he said with extreme hunger and thirst: "Hit, hit here!"

Shangguan Yi's dark pupils looked at him motionless, his expression indifferent, without any emotion at all.

But if you look closely, you can find that from the corner of his eye, he is watching Lan Yao's extremely changing and disgusted little expression with relish.

There was a gentle smile in his eyes.

Lan Yao shook his body with aversion to the cold, and couldn't help but say: "You are so coquettish."

Qian Yuan turned his eyes slightly, and finally noticed Lan Yao.

His good-looking eyes rolled round and round, sweeping back and forth on Shangguan Yi and Lan Yao.

He smiled hoarsely, looked at Lan Yao with extremely charming eyes, and said, "Little brother, do you want to go with brother?"

"Little brother, brother?" Lan Yao's disgusted expression suddenly became ferocious and distorted.

He raised his hand and stepped forward, with a fierce expression on his face: "Who do you call little brother?! Young master is the most powerful dragon! How dare you call me that!!!"

What a useless little brother, he doesn’t sound domineering at all!

"Oh~" Qian Yuan bent his eyes full of smiles, and his ear-catching, charming laughter rang out in his ears, "Don't be so concerned about the details~ Do you want to go with your brother? Little...young master?"

Although Qian Yuan said so, his eyes were fixed on Shangguan Yi.

Everything he did was to anger Shangguan Yi.

As a Demon Lord, no matter how you say it, he has some ability to observe people.

He could see that Shangguan Yi cared deeply about Lan Yao.

Qian Yuan raised his eyebrows provocatively, raised his lips, and cast a seductive wink.

Lan Yao was extremely uncomfortable all over.

Those words and voices made one's flesh and blood tremble.

It makes people feel weak in limbs.

Lan Yao hated this feeling very much.

Annoyed, Lan Yao conjured a golden square sword from his space ring, angrily: "Stop talking nonsense, quickly summon your sword spirit! My master wants to fight!!!"

Qian Yuan sighed and smiled softly.

Mingming was wearing extremely gorgeous and neat clothes, and he clearly had the aura of a big boss on his face, and it was obvious that there was deep killing and blood in the depths of those eyes.

However, he even unbuttoned his clothes, revealing his fair neck and slender collarbone, and only put his face close to let Shangguan Yi beat him: "Young master, you're going to make things difficult for me."

Lan Yao frowned and looked at him, feeling that he was not pleasing to the eye: "Why?"

Qian Yuan was still wriggling his body in a fit of rage by himself, and when he said a word, he was gasping for breath.

"Of course~ it's because~ it doesn't want~ah~~" Qian Yuan stood alone on the grass and twisted his body.

An ordinary and ordinary sentence abruptly made him angry.

Lan Yao's face was extremely ferocious, this kind of person came to fight with a weapon in high spirits, but the person not only didn't have the desire to fight, but also twisted like a maggot.

Hidden in the black long sword deep in the Sea of ​​Abyss of Consciousness, lives a huge black dragon.

The black dragon was lying on the ground at this moment, covering his eyes with his two front paws.

It gritted its teeth tightly, and roared in a low voice with an extremely shameful annoyance: "Why does the master act like this every time he sees Shangguanyi! It's... too embarrassing!!!"

It doesn't want to go out, it must not go out! ! !
Lan Yao held the square sword in his hand, stared at Qian Yuan with fire-breathing eyes, and was suffocating in his heart.

A wave of anger that wants to beat the person opposite to the ground.

"Shangguan Yi~ why don't you hit me? In the past, you came to hit me early in the morning~ huh~" Qian Yuan said in detail, with doubts in his extremely charming eyes.

Why do I always feel that today's Shangguanyi is a little different from the past?

In the past, as soon as Shangguan Yi saw him, he raised his sword and wanted to cut off his head.

Not only that, but he will be trampled on the ground...

Hmm~ I miss you so much~ hum~
Thinking of the previous feelings and pictures, Qian Yuan couldn't help twisting his waist, with a look of cheapness, and asked Shangguan Yi to beat him one by one.

Lan Yao looked at him, and an idea popped up in his mind: He seemed to understand why this Demon Lord was so annoying! ! !However, it is really a miracle that he has not been beaten to death until now——

Shangguan Yi still didn't respond in the slightest, and still looked extremely indifferent.

Qian Yuan glanced at him wonderingly, some thought flashed through his mind.

He glanced at the young boy who was still sulking alone on one side, his eyes brightened slightly, and his lips curled into a hook.

In the next moment, he appeared beside Lan Yao in a flash with lightning speed.

Lan Yao was still angry, and was thinking about how to use the square sword to slap Qian Yuan's big mouth.

Caught off guard, a dark figure appeared beside him.

In the next second, a warm touch was clearly imprinted on the cheek.

Lan Yao's eyes widened in an instant, and his pupils shrank suddenly, his hands went limp, and the square sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

The whole person was extremely frightened.

He, he, he was kissed by one, by one...? !
Qian Yuan, who had succeeded, laughed very arrogantly.

(End of this chapter)