Traveling through the apocalypse to raise a beauty

"Brother." Qiu Bieyi raised his hands to hold Zhenqing's waist, buried his face in the boy's shoulder, and took a deep breath, "I miss you so much."

Zhenqing rubbed the boy's face, held Qiu Bieyi's face and kissed him on tiptoe. After a breath exchange, Zhenqing licked his lips with a smile.

"So sweet."

Qiu Bieyi lowered his head and put his forehead against Zhenqing's, smiling and acting coquettishly, "Brother, I want more."

Zhenqing felt the warmth coming from his forehead, smiled and kissed the corner of his mouth again, then reached out to touch Qiu Bieyi's abdomen, "Then kiss again."

After saying that, he stood on tiptoe and kissed him again. Qiu Bieyi lowered his eyes and looked at the boy with his eyes closed. He reached out and held Zhenqing's head, deepening the kiss. His brother became more handsome, and the timing was just right, he was about to become an adult.

A message came from the bracelet, Zhai Li said that after they returned, they would immediately hold Zhenqing's coming-of-age ceremony and then set off to the human side.

He pinched Zhenqing's waist, led him into the room, pressed him onto the couch, rubbed Zhenqing's nose, untied Zhenqing's belt, with a smile in his eyes, "Brother... I have reached adulthood in this body."

Zhenqing understood immediately. Every time Qiu Bieyi tormented him, he would have this look in his eyes. He hurriedly pushed him away. During the struggle, Qiu Bieyi's already loose clothes were directly opened by him. The boy paused, his calves trembling slightly, "No... They are still waiting for us to get over."

"Not to the end." Qiu Bieyi spoke in a low voice with a smile in his tone. His clothes slid down to his waist, revealing his tight belly and strong chest. He took Zhenqing's hand and placed it on his abdominal muscles, then stroked Zhenqing's abdomen, touched down, and kissed Zhenqing's earlobe.

"It's okay to go there later. I'll keep an eye on the time."

Zhenqing squeezed his legs together and managed to say, "Just once."

"Just once." Qiu Bieyi said in a low voice, "Qingqing, open your legs."

He calls me "Qingqing" when in bed and calls me "Brother" when out of bed. What a bastard.

Zhenqing looked at the ceiling with dilated pupils. He grabbed Qiu Bieyi's back and bit it. Qiu Bieyi hissed, his voice sounding a little aggrieved, "Brother, it hurts."

You're not in any pain at all, Zhenqing cursed in his heart and hit him even harder.

(The lights are not on! Really not on! Please let me off the hook!)

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On the other side, Gu Yuan and Wei Yang were still fighting fiercely.

The entire lake surface was turned into a world of ice and fire by the two of them. Yan An and Wei Shengling gave a layer of divine power to the other people watching the fight to protect them from the pain.

Mu Yao leaned against the table, "Hey, who do you think will win, A Yuan or A Yang?"

Lingjie thought for a moment, "Ayang? His Nine Killing Formation restrains all non-killing physical techniques, but Ayuan's ice can restrain Ayang's fire. They are just having an ordinary sparring match and it should be a draw."

"Tsk." Mu Yao looked over there with sparkling eyes. She would definitely fight with these two people on the sea after returning. "How many blue butterflies do you have?"

The number of Ling Jie's blue butterflies depends on his level. When he reaches the sixth level, the number of his blue butterflies has reached nearly one thousand.

Lingjie stared at the chessboard and placed the last piece. "I lost."

"It was a narrow win. The little guy is really good." Wei Shengling sighed for the nth time and raised his eyebrows. "Who do you usually play against?"

"Ayi." Lingjie answered truthfully, "He also taught me. I heard from Aqing that God gave him a lot of books. I would occasionally flip through them and study with Ayi."

Wei Shengling was stunned. Yueyue actually found a book for Qiu Bieyi. "Well, Space is really amazing."

"Another game!" The woman tapped the chessboard lightly, and all the chess pieces on the board returned to their positions. She placed a piece, "Come on."

"it is good."

Ling Jie made a move, then looked at Mu Yao, "Two thousand."

"Oh, oh, oh." Mu Yao nodded, then paused, staring at the boy next to her with wide eyes, "What did you say?"

"two thousand."

"Two thousand!!!" The girl's eyes were dull. One blue butterfly could control one fifth-level psychic. Two thousand of them could control two thousand fifth-level psychics. The entire imperial army only had five thousand fifth-level psychics. He could control nearly half of them by himself. What kind of concept was this? !

If this were on the battlefield, he would be able to control nearly two thousand enemies to commit suicide or kill each other, and Wei Yang's ninth level of the Nine Killing Formation could deploy countless Nine Killing Formations on the battlefield at the same time and activate them at the same time. It seemed that both he and Wei Yang were born for the battlefield.

Lingjie is only at level 7 now. If he reaches level 9, does that mean...

Ling Jie certainly knew what Mu Yao was thinking. "I calculated, maybe seven or eight thousand? Di Jiang said it could be ten thousand."

Mu Yao almost lost her grip on the teacup in her hand. "You are too scary. What about swallowing?"

"Now it can devour people." Ling Jie dropped another piece, "All living things below level 5 within a diameter of 50 meters can be devoured. In fact, it is very similar to the dark attribute."

Mu Yao looked dazed, "You are scarier than Ayang and the others."

"No." Lingjie smiled, "Wen Sheng's is the most terrifying."

Mu Yao was puzzled, "?"

"Wen Sheng's ability of 'Desire' is probably enough to permanently remove the six senses of others, and the Seventh Desire is for a short period of time. Now that he is at the seventh level, coupled with this dark attribute ability and his swordsmanship, he is invincible."

Lingjie frowned slightly, "He..."

Mu Yao interrupted, "Who will win between him and A Yang?"

"Ayang." Lingjie explained simply.

"One of the physical skills that Ayang practices is to counteract the mental power of others. This is the most powerful defensive physical skill in Admiral Zhai Heng's hands."

"Admiral Zhai Heng is immune to all physical skills. Each physical skill of his subordinates targets each of these supernatural powers. Although Wei Yang is the heir of the Wei family, he is also the nominal heir of the admiral. He will definitely inherit every physical skill of the admiral."

"Ayang is stronger than we thought. When he sparred with us, he would never use those single-system killing physical skills, because each one would cause great harm to us, so he would usually rely on the simplest dagger skills and body movements."

"When we compete, we never compete with each other in supernatural powers. We compete with each other in body movements and simple physical skills. If we really fight, I think we can probably fight to a draw with A Yang."

Wei Yang's strength is second only to Zhen Qing and Qiu Bieyi. If the main attackers are Zhen Qing, Qiu Bieyi, Wei Yang, and Mu Yao, then the secondary attackers are Wen Sheng and Ling Jie, and the supports are Gu Yuan and Lan Yun.

Each of them has a different position in the team and has different strengths in different areas.

Mu Yao tilted her head and looked at the two people fighting over there. She heard Ling Jie ask her, "What about you?"

Mu Yao was stunned. She?

"I am a wind-attributed psychic." Mu Yao looked at her hands, "But I am not actually suitable for this ability. The Mu family's inheritance is the spear, and the family's physical skills are also killing-related. My teacher has always suggested that I put down the spear and focus on my ability, but I like the spear."

Her strength is not weak. In order to use the attributes of her superpowers to the fullest, she learned physical skills and boxing techniques that are mainly based on strength. She also learned wind-based superpowers to assist in her fists, so that she can crush the enemy's fists.

But she still prefers the spear.

In order to maximize the team's combat effectiveness, she seldom used the spear and only mastered the family's physical skills, because the wind attribute ability was difficult to combine with the spear.

So during this month she went to find Di Jiang and Yan An. She wanted to give it a try, and fortunately it was successful.

She combined the physical skills and boxing techniques inherited from her family with her supernatural powers. When using a spear, she could also attach her supernatural powers to the weapon. Dijiang taught her several very useful supernatural powers that allowed her to combine with the spear.

Fists and spears are not the same type of physical skills. Strength and killing are two types of physical skills that are inherently interconnected and can be carried out at the same time, coupled with the power of wind-attributed abilities.

The wind attribute is known for its speed, and it is also considered a half auxiliary power. The tornado skill can encompass all other powers and be used at the same time. In short, the skills used by the wind attribute power can be attached with other powers.

They are all growing up, as for Lan Yun?

This time he really went towards the auxiliary system. There is a saying that wherever the golden and wood attributed mutants go, spring flowers bloom, birds sing, and all things revive.

You can tell from the sound that it is a gentle attribute.

If you really think so, you are wrong, because there are a few more sentences behind it: The flowers on the other shore bloom, the water of the Yellow Spring rises, there are thousands of miles of thorns, and no one survives.

A person with golden wood attribute ability can control all the plants around him after reaching the seventh level, and there will be thousands of miles of thorns. This is a very powerful ability.

But Lan Yun is a bit lazy, and he is indeed not very talented in physical skills. But he is very good at shooting. This guy is Shen Yan's only disciple.

With the thorns and the archery skills, it is still very impressive. But if you ask him about his progress in the past month... he will tell you:

"Does a thousand arrows shooting at once count?" The little fox lazily lay in Yan An's arms and said to Wen Sheng, "I'm just a weak scientific researcher, sob."

Haha, a scientific researcher who never misses a shot? The kind that can send you to hell with one arrow?

Wen Sheng's mouth twitched, "You've made great progress, brother."

"Of course!" In the past, he could only shoot thousands of arrows at the same time.

The fight between Gu Yuan and Wei Yang was also coming to an end.

The little peacock wiped his face, and his voice was filled with uncontrollable anger, "This young master just washed his hair!"

Wei Yang looked at him cheerfully, playing with a ball of fire in his hands: "Sorry, sorry, shall I dry it for you?"

Gu Yuan paused for a moment, then sneered: "Get lost."

“No.” Wei Yang spread his hands and smiled maliciously, thinking of that time five years ago, “Let me burn my hair?”

Gu Yuan's veins popped up on the back of his hand that was holding the fan. He forced a smile and said in a cold voice, "If you say one more word, today I will let you know what it means to be unable to live or die."

“No, no, no.” Wei Yang admitted defeat. This kid had too many tricks to torture him and he couldn’t handle it.

"I was wrong, young master."

The two men landed on the ground, Yan An raised his hand to thaw the lake surface, and all the flowers and plants that were affected by the disaster recovered.

Gu Yuan walked to Wen Sheng's side and asked, "What time is it?"

Wen Sheng wiped Gu Yuan's hair with a handkerchief, "It's almost time for dinner."

"Aren't Aqing and the others here yet?" Gu Yuan looked up at him. Wen Sheng felt itchy and bent down to give him a kiss.

"Here they come." Yan An waved his hand and gave the two of them a body cleansing spell, then raised his hand and pointed over there, "Hey, isn't that it?"

Everyone looked up and saw two young men walking towards them side by side. The one with cold brown hair was still talking with his head down, while the one with silver hair looked angry.

Yan An smiled and stroked the little fox's fur, "Oh, you two are willing to come over?"

Zhenqing was startled, his ears immediately turned red, but he still smiled and said to them, "Long time no see, you are all here."

Not to mention Qiu Bieyi, the young man held Zhenqing's hand and nodded to them.

The little fox kicked his feet and fell from Yan An's arms to Zhen Qing's arms, "Ah Qing!"

Zhenqing weighed the fox and said, "Oh, it's a bit heavy!"

The little fox said coquettishly, "Why do you say that too?"

"Everyone says so?" Zhen Qing hugged the fox and looked at Wei Yang and Mu Yao who were running over there, "Run slower."

Wei Yang walked around Zhen Qing and Qiu Bieyi, looking at them in surprise, "Eighth level?"

Zhenqing nodded, "Eighth level."

"Wow!" Mu Yao's eyes sparkled as she jumped up. "My Highness has reached the eighth level! Our Brother Qiu has also reached the eighth level!"

Gu Yuan leaned against Wen Sheng and said with a smile: "I heard that the child of the Si family has also reached the peak of the seventh level. At that time, the entire human empire was cheering. An eighteen-year-old at the peak of the seventh level, ha! But in front of our highness, he is still a piece of trash."

Zhenqing shook his head. "You, don't be so rude when you go to the humans."

Gu Yuan shrugged, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "They are so bad and yet they don't let anyone say anything. Besides, no one dares to touch me while you are here, Aqing."

Zhenqing laughed out loud, "Okay."

Lan Yun rubbed Zhenqing's neck and tilted her head: "Ah Qing, your... um!"

Zhenqing tightly covered the fox's mouth, "Where's the spiritual solution?"

The little fox finally reacted and said he understood, so Zhenqing let him go.

Wei Yang looked over there and led the troops over there, "Da Dao is dragging him to play chess. Ayi, you're here just in time, go help him."

"Okay." Qiu Bieyi walked over quickly and saw Yan An already helping Wei Shengling.

He looked down, raised his hand to help Ling take a step back, and the boy who was fighting two people alone breathed a sigh of relief, "You're here."

Qiu Bieyi hummed for a moment, then continued, "What's the big deal about you two bullying a child?"

Wei Shengling tossed the chess piece and said with a smile, "Okay, you come."

Lingjie quickly stepped aside. To be honest, he felt a headache. Looking at Zhenqing who came in, he smiled and nodded, "Ah Qing."

Zhenqing patted his shoulder and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

The boy walked to Qiu Bieyi's side and watched. Now the situation became two against two.

Dadao had never won against Qiu Bieyi in chess before. Wei Shengling stared at the chessboard and thought, this kid should be able to win now that he has no memories, right?

But she forgot that there was another Zhenqing here. The two of them had just established a connection between their seas of consciousness in Tingyun Palace, and now they could communicate with each other through consciousness.

Qiu Bieyi lowered his eyes and took a sip of the tea that Zhenqing had just poured, looking at the situation on the chessboard with a smile in his eyes.

The young man raised his hand and placed the teacup down, "You lose."

Da Dao opened his mouth and looked at him, "You... your chess skills are engraved in your soul, right?"

"Maybe." The boy supported his face with one hand and tossed the chess piece with the other hand, "Another possibility is that you are too new."

Everyone: "......"

Yan An: “….”

Avenue: “........”

To be honest, they still prefer the previous space.