I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

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An Bulang couldn't help sighing when he saw this scene.

Ji Changwu was definitely going to die. Tonight was a game of life and death. If Ji Hongxue let him go, what would Ji Wuye think? If Ji Wuye was more cruel, and if he vented his anger, everyone in Prince De's mansion would die. Only when Ji Changwu died in battle, and could end up dying for a mission, Ji Wuye would focus his attention and hatred on Ji Hongxue.

Boom...

Thunder bursts in the sky.

This is not what An Bulang did.

The night sky was dark and it was supposed to rain.

Crash la la la...

It rains as soon as it rains.

Diluted the strong smell of blood in the small garden.

Ji Hongxue's soft and smooth red dress was also wet, clinging to her snow-white skin, revealing her tall and sexy body at a glance.

She was unaware of this, and slowly pulled out the dagger from Ji Changwu's heart, covering the other's open eyes, and stood up, the dagger in her hand was still trembling.

An Bulang saw that he couldn't sit still, and immediately put his arms around Ji Hongxue's wet and slender waist, and said with a smile: Sister Hongxue, it's dark and windy this night, and it's raining heavily, do we have to change to another place? place?

The expected anger did not come.

While An Bulang was wondering, suddenly the woman beside him turned around, hugged him tightly, and burst into tears.

this……!

The woman's soft but somewhat warm touch formed a stark contrast with the icy cold rain.

An Bulang recalled his father's teaching that as an excellent man, when a woman is depressed, he should hug her to cater to her.

Without saying a word, he hugged the woman in his arms behind his back, with one arm around his slender waist and the other around his back.

An Bulang could clearly feel the soft and bumpy body of the woman in his arms tremble slightly.

Then, Ji Hongxue hugged her even tighter, and cried even more wantonly.

It was raining hard.

Even the woman's cries were almost covered.

clatter...

Boom boom boom...

Ji Hongxue hugged An Bulang, vented her emotions willfully, and then found an inn with An Bulang to stay.

Both of them freshened up, put on new clothes, and met again.

At this moment, Ji Hongxue had recovered, her Qingli's charming face flushed slightly, she seemed a little shy, and said, Before, I hugged you in the rain for so long, I lost my composure...

It's okay, I'm not at a loss. An Bulang said cheerfully.

Ji Hongxue glared at An Bulang rather angrily.

Hey, no, I lost money, you three-point girl, you took advantage of me. An Bulang came back to his senses.

Ji Hongxue is going to hit someone! !

Then, because An Bulang saved her again, she held back.

Ji Hongxue looked at the handsome young man in front of her, bit her red lips tightly, hesitated for a moment, and said, An Bulang...you...you can go.

Go? Impossible! An Bulang said immediately.

Ji Hongxue raised her beautiful eyes, and the autumn waves in her eyes moved.

Thirty-six spirit stones, do you want to send me away? My shooting fee is not that cheap. An Bulang said.

Ji Hongxue: ...

The woman's eyes darkened for a moment: But, I have nothing now... The eldest brother wants to kill me, the second brother wants to kill me, my father and king can't protect themselves, I can't do anything by myself, let alone take out the spirit stone here you go...

It's really not possible... Ji Hongxue took a deep breath, and parted her delicate red lips, I can only promise you with my body...

An Bulang took a breath: You have a good idea!

Ji Hongxue's mentality collapsed.

An Bulang knew he had made a mistake, and hurriedly comforted the other party.

After all, the other party has just experienced the most uncomfortable thing in life.

It was hard to coax the woman with red eyes.

I really have nothing now... Ji Hongxue said aggrievedly.

Didn't you say that there are many spirit stones in your palace? An Bulang said.

Ji Hongxue frowned: But, Ji Wuye is covering the sky with one hand now, we are going back to the palace to die.

An Bulang patted Ji Hongxue's fragrant shoulder: With me protecting you, what are you afraid of? That's the deal, let's go to the palace to get the spirit stone.

But……

Not so much.

An Bulang looked directly at Ji Hongxue, and said seriously: You keep saying that Ji Wuye is very powerful, but how do you know how powerful I am? We'll kill whoever gets in the way, it's that simple!

Ji Hongxue looked at An Bulang's serious look, and her heart trembled again. She finally made up her mind, nodded and said, Okay! Then I'll go crazy with you for once!

Haha, it's not crazy, I'm so strong, I can do whatever I want. An Bulang comforted.

... Ji Hongxue seemed to understand why his parents gave him this name.

But before that, we need to make some preparations, An Bulang said again.

What preparation? Ji Hongxue felt a little more relaxed, at least An Bulang was not a brainless person, and knew how to make some plans and preparations.

This night, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and the heavy rain was merciless.

The monks and priests of Dewang Mansion screamed again and again.

Two masked strong men in black beat up all the monks in De Wang's mansion, snatched the spirit stone, and walked away.

Inside the inn.

Candles are lit.

An Bulang took off his mask, looked at the pile of spirit stones on the table, and said cheerfully: This Ji Changwu is really lying to me, and he also said that there are not a hundred spirit stones, but there are a total of one hundred and twenty-one spirit stones here. Woolen cloth!

Ji Hongxue took off her mask and looked at An Bulang speechlessly: Is this the preparation you said?

She felt that she was led astray by the man in front of her, and she even took a job that she never dared to think about in her life.

What do you know, I want to practice a supernatural power, and I urgently need spiritual stones. The energy in my body is not enough for me to cultivate supernatural powers, but with the help of the energy in the spiritual stone, it will be much easier...

An Bulang took out a golden egg from the inside of his clothes.

Ji Hongxue's eyes brightened slightly: Big cock's egg!

It's the crystallization of Yang. An Bulang curled his lips, Since I want to confront Ji Wuye head-on, I naturally have to be fully prepared. First, I have cultivated the magical power of Liuli Yangtong, and then I will ask you to protect the law.

Ji Hongxue nodded obediently, stood up, waved her fist in front of An Bulang, and encouraged: No wave, come on!

An Bulang looked at Ji Hongxue who looked like this, feeling inexplicably girlish.

He looked at it, hesitated for a moment, and said: Wait...

As he said that, under Ji Hongxue's confused gaze, An Bulang took a pen and wrote something on the paper shuashuashua.

Take it. An Bulang handed Ji Hongxue a few sheets of white paper filled with densely packed small characters.

This is... Ji Hongxue took the blank paper in a daze.

Don't use the previous Qi-refining method in my family, just use this one, it's enough for you to practice...a long time later. An Bulang said.

Your family? Ji Hongxue was taken aback for a moment, then kept shaking her head and said, No, no! This is too expensive, I can't take it!

An Bulang is so evil, his family must not be bad, so his family's qigong method is definitely not simple.

Hey, it's just an ordinary qi refining method, what do you care about? An Bulang waved his hand, To tell you the truth, this is the hottest qi refining method in my family. The kind of practice, but it may be better than your mental method of refining qi...

Okay! Are you throwing rubbish for me to practice!? Ji Hongxue laughed and cursed, and finally accepted An Bulang's idea, then bowed her legs gracefully, bowed her sleeves, and performed a princess salute, Thanks!

Seeing Ji Hongxue who walked out of the room and actively protecting the law outside, An Bulang smiled and shook his head.

It is true that his qi-refining technique is so rubbish that he is about to be eliminated, but the a little bit that is better than Ji Hongxue's original qi-refining technique is probably as big as a central star field...

After all, no matter how rubbish it is, it can still be cultivated to the point of transcending calamity and becoming an immortal...