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

Chapter 144 The Fat Golden Dragon of the Indifferent Immortal Venerable 35
Qian Yuan chuckled and raised his hand to casually wipe away the blood stains at the corner of his mouth. The expression on his handsome and cold face shone brightly.

He coughed twice slightly, and the smell of blood came out of his throat.

Qian Yuan's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and swallowed gently.

His body is actually not perfect.

However, he couldn't wait.

The black dragon in his sea of ​​consciousness couldn't bear to look directly at it.

Looking at his master's face full of shame and coquettishness, he felt a little choked up and wanted to vomit blood.

The master who just lay on the ground with a sad and domineering expression is a fake?
Black Dragon was extremely heartbroken.

I remember how powerful and domineering he was when he followed his master!

As a majestic dragon, anyone who looks at him will panic.

And now...

He doesn't need to go out, the master alone can make everyone who comes... panic.

Of course, it was a group of people who panicked in another way.

Qian Yuan used all his strength to make waves.

The rolling waves in the sea have no waves like him.

Qian Yuan twisted his body extremely flexibly, and the soft waves of his body were like "~" symbols.

The writhing black dragon opened his mouth a little bit disdainfully: "Master, why did you suddenly become like this?"

Qian Yuan was still calling Lan Yao's name.

It was full of panting shouts, and the disciples of Yunyi Peak, who were watching the excitement, felt a little weak in their bodies.

However, the expressions on each face were shock and horror.

They never knew that the Demon Lord looked like this! ! !

That arrogant look was about to collapse the entire sky.

Horror, horror!

No matter how nice Qian Yuan's voice is, no matter how good-looking he is.

Nor can it arouse the slightest desire to watch from both female and male disciples.

Excessive charm and enchantment will only frighten people.

Not to mention, he is—the Demon Lord!

Everyone dispersed in a hurry, no longer in the mood to eat melons.

Qian Yuan was still shouting loudly.

Heilong's question made him wink and said in a very soft voice: "Of course, it's to find a familiar feeling for my feet."

Qian Yuan, whose body was twisted like seaweed and fluttering like a long inflatable toy that kept swinging madly, looked like a madman.

Black Dragon was dumbfounded: "What is that familiar feeling on your feet?"

Qian Yuan's eyes flickered slightly, thinking of the past.

He is a child abandoned by the family.

Because his mother is a woman without any talent for cultivation.

Because of her good looks, her mother was attracted by someone with some status in the family and married her.

The mother thought that although she had no talent for cultivation, the child she gave birth might have.

It's a pity that he doesn't have the slightest talent for cultivation.

His nominal father, because of this, felt that it had brought shame on his face, so he neatly expelled the mother and son from the family.

Women with good looks and high status in their father's family came to him one after another, and his mother... was just one of his many flowers.

Driven out of the family, they simply could not survive.

The mother had no choice but to use other means to earn money to keep them alive.

He grew up listening to those things, and he has long been familiar with them.

His mother liked to beat him.

He has long been accustomed to punching and kicking.

Mother hated him, and he... hated himself.

Why doesn't he have any talent for cultivation?

With it, his mother would not have to be kicked out, and he would not have to suffer such hardship.

He didn't like to laugh, but his mother just made him laugh.

Because he looks good.

But he really hated laughing. Looking at her face, he couldn't laugh.

What happened in the end, he can't remember clearly.

Just remember, he seems to have killed people.

Killed his mother, and also killed another person he didn't know.

That man is a fat man with a fat head and big ears.

Inside the pool of blood, there are still several high-grade spirit stones.

It's strange, he clearly doesn't remember why he killed them, but he has a deep memory of their appearance after death.

When he woke up again, he had already arrived at the magic cave.

That place that everyone fears and hates has become his safest home.

As time went by, he grew up and his cultivation level became very high.

People in the Demon Cave call him Demon Lord.

He loves to kill.

Enjoy the pleasure after killing someone.

He killed countless people, but none of those people dared to come to him for revenge.

At that time, he truly realized how good it is to have high cultivation and high power.

The only bad thing is that behind him, there is a group of children, shouting something to follow him.

It was also during that time that he impatiently hid in the monster forest to find peace.

Perhaps it was because too many people were killed, which caused the evil punishment.

When he closed his eyes and meditated, he unexpectedly attracted a spiritual beast that was specifically designed to restrain him.

Because his spiritual power has not been completely restored, he has no resistance at all.

The body feels heavy, dizzy, and the limbs feel weak.

There were bloodstains all over his body.

He couldn't take it anymore.

Just when he thought he was going to die, someone kicked him in the face head on.

That kick made him completely unconscious, but it also managed to avoid the fatal danger.

When he woke up again, the wounds on his body had been carefully bandaged.

Around him, an extremely considerate protective barrier was laid down.

At that moment, he had something new to pursue.

He wants to find the person who saved him.

For the first time, he wants "him/her" to kick him/her more often, so that he can better remember the feeling of that foot, and he can find "him/her" through this!
But he searched for a long time and never found it.

Only when Shangguan Yi hit him, he felt that familiar feeling!
The memories ended everywhere, Qian Yuan's eyes were frighteningly bright.

He wanted to confirm and know whether that person was Shangguan Yi.

But the only way he can attract him to beat him is to deliberately disgust him.

Only in this way can the anger of punching and kicking him rise in his heart.

Rather than a pure cultivation struggle.

But now...

The only thing that could arouse his anger was that young master Yao who had a strange habit.

The lips on Qian Yuan's pretty face curled up, and he continued to shout loudly, expressing his cultivation.

There were soul-stirring shouts, like the sound of magic.

Those who listened felt extremely uncomfortable like a thorn in their back and a stick in their throat.

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On the peak, Li Chongyun looked at the excitement and smiled without thinking it was a big deal: "Little nephew, why are you so angry? I think the Demon Lord seems to really have feelings for you..."

Before he could finish his teasing words, Shangguan Yi's cold, deathly gaze fell on him first.

Li Chongyun: "..."

(End of this chapter)