People are in Douluo, awaken 23 different fires

Chapter 62
"Hey, I haven't dressed yet." Bibi Dongjiao shouted.

However, no matter how you listen to this voice, it is a bit soft, and it has no deterrent effect at all.

Xiao Yan turned over, let his face close to the soft and warm skin, and then murmured: "You are at the level of a fighter, you are not afraid of the cold and heat, what are you doing wearing so much, don't worry, no one in this palace dares to wear it." Come here, I'm going to bed."

Knowing Xiao Yan's rascal nature, if she doesn't follow him, she doesn't know what kind of moth he will make, so Bibi Dong can only helplessly put away the Pope's long skirt in her hand, put on cool clothes, and read the memorial again.

It's just that no matter how concentrated she is, she can't help but look around distractedly from time to time.

With the beauty by his side and the authority in the world in his hands, Xiao Yan felt that he should enjoy the next few days and move on to the next step. It was time to win the Heaven Dou Empire.

After thinking about it, Xiao Yan fell asleep and fell into a sweet dream.

In his dream, he unified the Douluo Continent, Qian Renxue, Bibidong, Hu Liena, Ning Rongrong, Xue Ke, Liu Erlong, Zhu Zhuqing, Zhu Zhuyun...

Douluo's well-known beauties all became his favorite concubines. After living on the mainland for decades, they ascended to the God Realm, ruled the God Realm, and killed all the gods. Favor, practice, favor...

Since he didn't have the resources in the Douqi Continent, after hundreds of years of cultivation, he was finally promoted to Emperor Douqi and returned to the Douqi Continent.

And the time seemed to be fixed on the day when Nalan Yanran retired, and nothing changed because of his departure. What changed was that he had become a fighting emperor with 23 different fires, but Nalan Yanran was still just a fighter. .

What a three-year agreement, just stand aside.

Xun'er, Medusa, Yun Yun, Little Doctor, Ya Fei, Qinglin...

The beauties who were almost famous in Doupo all became his favorite concubines, Emperor Huntian didn't even leave his hometown, and was directly strangled to death by Yihuo Square.

A dream is always a dream, and there will always be a moment to wake up.

After an hour of "dinner", Xiao Yan hugged Bibi Dong who was dressed and limp, and was going to have another meal with Hu Liena.

But they ran into Yueguan and Guimei who were just about to leave the palace.

Xiao Yan thought for a while, then remembered that he asked them to find Bai Chenxiang for him.

"Has the person been delivered?" Xiao Yan quietly looked at the two kneeling in front of him, and asked.

Yue Guan took out a jade box from his soul tool and handed it to Xiao Yan, "Your Majesty, the person has been delivered. This is a congratulatory gift from Patriarch Baihe to His Majesty."

Although the jade box has not been opened yet, Xiao Yan, who is a pharmacist, has already sensed the abundant power of the medicine in the jade box.

Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng!This old fellow Bai He knows current affairs well enough.

Bibi Dong wrapped her two jade arms around Xiao Yan's neck in good time, Xiao Yan only then freed up one hand, and put the jade box away.

Thinking of having another little beauty in his harem, Xiao Yan excitedly embraced Bibi Dong, and couldn't help speeding up his pace.

After playing Fox Tail for more than three hours, Xiao Yan, who was somewhat satisfied, walked towards Bai Chenxiang's palace.

There is no other reason for not going to see Bai Chenxiang immediately, the little sister has too little patience.

After seeing Bai Chenxiang, Xiao Yan was still a little disappointed, he was a little young, only in his teens.

She was dressed in an elegant pink-purple attire. Although her body was petite, she had developed a bit, but she looked very blue.

A cute and delicate melon-seeded face, like a beautiful porcelain doll, and a timid appearance, like a frightened little rabbit, makes people feel a little pity.

In the end, Xiao Yan's eyes focused on Bai Chenxiang's waist that could not be grasped.

If this grows up, I'm afraid it will be another charming little fairy.

Seeing Xiao Yan walk in, Bai Chenxiang immediately got up from the bed and knelt down, respectfully paying homage, "All blessings, Your Majesty."

Xiao Yan still can't understand the etiquette of this otherworldly continent. Although it sounds a little weird, but seeing such a little beauty kneeling in front of him, the visual effect is still very comfortable.

Looking at this little sister who was about the same age as Xiao Wu back then, Xiao Yan suddenly had a different idea.

One is a transformed soul beast, and the other is a real human being. Is there any difference between these two people?
How could Xiao Yan let a little beauty kneel down on the ground when he is so sympathetic to people who love fragrance and jade? He quickly hugged Bai Chenxiang in his arms, sat on the bed, and gently played with Bai Chenxiang's purple hair.

It was the first time in her life that she was so close to such a man of the opposite sex. Thinking of the teachings of the old mother in the family, Bai Chenxiang was ashamed as an ostrich, she crawled into Xiao Yan's arms and refused to come out, but the slight shaking of her body showed that she was very serious. nervous.

Knowing that he couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry, Xiao Yan gently stroked Bai Chenxiang's hair, and asked aloud, "You seem to be very afraid of me?"

Bai Chenxiang shook his head, and said softly: "No, it's just that grandpa said..."

"Little girl, you asked for this." Xiao Yan put Bai Chenxiang on the bed, and said with an evil smile.

Not long after, the reading of the text "Haiyan" sounded in the room.

On the vast sea, the wind gathers dark clouds.Between the dark clouds and the sea, petrels fly proudly like black lightning.

Now its wings touched the waves, now it shot straight into the sky like an arrow, and it cried—in this brave cry of the bird, the dark clouds heard joy.

In this cry, full of desire for the storm!In this cry, Wu Yun felt the power of anger, the fire of passion, and the confidence of victory.

Before the storm came, Haiyan groaned, groaning, and flew over the sea, trying to hide her fear of the storm in the depths of the sea.

Petrels yelled and flew, like black lightning, piercing the dark clouds like arrows, and their wings whipped up the waves.

Behold, it flies like a spirit--the proud, black spirit of the storm,--it laughs, it cries... it laughs at the clouds, it cries for joy!
(End of this chapter)