Phoenix Man's Boss Road [Quick Travel]

The so-called family affection, kissing and kissing, becomes another kind of affection.

On a large bed, the thin bed gauze fluttered, and two figures could be vaguely seen inside, and indescribable voices could be heard intermittently.

The bed gauze has the function of isolating the breath, and it is the standard equipment of general inns.

The two goblins in the tulle were fighting fiercely, and the fight was so intense.

The creak is the testimony.

One of the two held a weapon with a sword, and the other drowned him with water.

The person under him was stabbed and couldn't help but groaned in pain, the groan changed its tone, the voice was no longer indifferent and emotionless, the clear jade white cheeks climbed to blush, and the lips were profuse and gorgeous.

Those indifferent eyes that did not fluctuate were now covered with a layer of watery light, dyed with other colors, like pain, like joy.

Seeing him like this, Luo Heng couldn't help but make more aggressive moves.

His face was touched by the hands of the person under him, and his white and slender jade hands stroked every part of his cheeks.

When he felt that he was about to win, he increased his strength and rushed to move...

His face fell off!

Showing a handsome face.

frightened.

Luo Heng: "..."

There was a pause while holding the sword, as if the pause button was pressed on the body.

The four eyes met, very silent.

The embarrassment factor is floating in the air.

The next moment, the mask was thrown out of the bed.

Nothing happened to Luo Hengdang and the fight continued.

"Look, you've touched your face off." He still laughed hoarsely, a certain color dyed his throat and changed his tone.

The people under him showed no expression, as if they had expected it, they just said impatiently: "Hurry up..."

Luo Heng did what he wanted.

The big bed shook for a long time, and finally quieted down.

After Yun Yu rested, Luo Heng sat on the headboard of the bed and hugged him.

Sure enough, after in-depth communication, any feeling of unfamiliarity disappeared.

Love is made, and there is some truth to this point of view.

After Jiang Han said calmly, "I have worked so hard to bear children for you", Luo Heng was sure that he was Jiang Han.

Later he took him to the place where he stayed, the fifth floor of this inn, and then the meeting of relatives developed to the bed.

The floors of this restaurant are quite high, with a total of six floors. The first, second and third floors are restaurants, and the upper floors are guest rooms for guests.

The restaurant is built with eight-stage yellow wood trees, which are stronger than modern steel and concrete structures, and the sound insulation effect is super strong. A room seems to be a separate world, and the outside sound cannot enter, and the inside sound cannot be heard outside.

Tier [-] material yellow wood trees are very rare in the Star Martial Continent, and they are not so precious in the Immortal Domain. They are things of some value, and there are many in the forest.

After Luo Heng's mind was cleared, he thought of the mask outside the bed.

The mask he is wearing is not something that can be easily touched off. It is a sixth-level fairy weapon. Jiang Han can appear next to him without making a sound, and he must have a high level of cultivation.

Those hands were still touching his face at this moment, like touching his bones.

Although Jiang Han's appearance has declined.

But this hand, he holds one, is slender and fair, like a work of art.

There is also the back, Luo Heng's big hands are cruising on it, it is extremely graceful, a representative of beauty, with the cold feeling of jade, but also a touch of warmth, the white jade is flawless.

This is a man who does not rely on his face but on his figure, compared to all the handsome and invincible male immortals.

"Jiang Han, you keep touching my face, do you know I'm wearing a mask?" Luo Heng asked.

Seeing that Jiang Han's other hand was still hovering over his face, he said helplessly, "This is the real face, it really has no mask."

"Oh." Jiang Han put down his hands, looked at the handsome man exuding a lazy and satisfied atmosphere, and said, "Don't call me by that name." With a touch of displeasure.

"En? What's that called you?" The satisfied man smiled gently, looking at Jiang Han who seemed to be jealous now, couldn't it be him.

"My name is……"

'Jiang Han' opened his mouth and couldn't remember his own name for a moment. He hadn't used his name for tens of thousands of years, and no one dared to call him by his name. Can't remember right away.

"...Yunchen." He finally spat out two words.

After leaving Luo Heng's embrace, he lay beside him, looking at the ceiling, his face was flushed with emotion, which was seductive for no reason.

Yun Chen asked: "What's your name?"

Looking at the extremely alluring man, Luo Heng felt like wanting a goblin to fight again.

He didn't think too much about the name Yunchen, he just memorized it silently.

Turned over and pressed up, said: "My name is Long Aotian!"

What is it about being inexplicably arrogated by this name?

But this kind of domineering quickly dissipated in Yunchen's hands, and Luo Heng was pinned down by his two hands, unable to suppress him.

Luo Heng: "..."

All right, you are strong, but no matter how strong you are, you are still his man.

"True name."

Luo Heng considered for a second: "Luo Heng."

The people under him were satisfied, and Luo Heng felt the strength of the palm on his shoulder disappear.

He held his breath inexplicably.

Then he tossed the people under him vigorously, but the stronger he made the moves, the more ruthless they were. Instead of holding back the muffled groans, the people suppressed by him yelled openly, and the more they yelled louder and louder comfortably.

Hearing this sexy and magnetic voice, Luo Heng's anger dissipated, and he concentrated on enjoying the goblin fight.

The physical endurance of the immortal is astonishing, not to mention seven times a night in the novel, for several days and nights, it is not a problem to be him for several years.

But doing it for a few years will hinder your cultivation, and what you shoot behind is not milk, but cultivation and energy.

The side that bears it is like picking up yang and nourishing yin.

The two hung around in the inn for several days.

Jiang Han continued the awkward style of the previous world in this world. He didn't take the initiative or resist in this matter. After Luo Heng took the initiative, he would pester him vigorously, as if he would not stop until he was squeezed dry.

The two had another night of lingering joy, which was actually quite comfortable.

It is logical that many immortals will be defeated by mortal desires.

When Luo Heng woke up the next day, his surroundings were already cold, and he left without a sound.

Luo Heng had the illusion that he was being prostituted by a client, and the client lifted his pants and left.

Seeing people getting out of bed, the little bird squatting on the table turned its spiritual eyes and drew a few large characters in the air: "Don't read when you have something to do"

This little bird is transformed by magic.

If there is something to do, let's do it, he also has something to do, and there are tasks.

The system in the system space: I finally looked up from the sea of ​​desire and thought of the task.

The realm of Immortal Realm is too high, the system does not dare to stand out rashly, for fear of being caught out and destroyed, it has been honestly staying in the system space.

Although immortals in the Immortal Realm can descend to the mortal world at will, those who are self-motivated rarely visit the mortal world, for fear that the mortal world will delay their cultivation or lose their minds.

Luo Heng left the human world and went to the northern region of the fairy world.

Countless islands float in the void, with dream palaces and lofts, auspicious trees, forest lakes.

Immortal energy forms clouds with colorful lights, rising and falling together, like a flowing colorful scroll. In the void, there are long rivers flowing through the sky, and there are also Milky Way waterfalls flying down three thousand feet.

Luo Heng, who really saw the fairyland clearly, marveled at its beauty. The fairyland on earth is less than one percent of the real fairyland. No wonder many immortals don't want to come down to play.

The fairy world is another independent world at the end of the cloud in the human world. As long as there is a fairy cultivation base, no matter whether it is the lowest level of true immortals or the highest level, they can easily pass through the barrier to reach the fairy world.

It is impossible for mortals, no matter how high their cultivation is, as long as they have not cultivated to become immortals, it is impossible to reach the immortal world.

There are five territories in the Immortal Territory, southeast, northwest, and they are respectively controlled by four powerful immortal emperors.

The Immortal Venerable above the Immortal Emperor is the real Supreme in the Immortal World, and I do not know how many there are, and their sites are in the central area of ​​the Immortal World.

There are also streets in the fairyland, but even the streets have a dreamlike flavor.

Luo Heng walked on the street, stepping on Yinglai glazed stone. This is the best fairy-level refining material, but it is used to pave the streets because it looks good.

There are beautiful fairies full of fairy spirit, handsome fairy men, and strong or capable men walking around. There is no doubt that they all have immortal cultivation.

Most of the seemingly strong immortals cultivated into immortals through martial arts, and they should have ascended from the fantasy world, such as the Star Martial Continent.

The original owner, Long Aotian, entered Taoism with martial arts, and the first step to enter Taoism with martial arts is to temper the physical body. Long Aotian dressed up to look thin, undressed, and has a lean and fit body. The physical body is very strong, equivalent to a fairy weapon. humanoid weapons.

But that is for those who have little difference in cultivation level. They have an advantage against those who have cultivated immortals and those who have become immortals through magic. Most of them will win. Tier will not work.

But no matter whether you cultivate martial arts or immortals, as long as you become an immortal, the cultivation system will be unified after that.

After shopping around the streets, Luo Heng went to a suspended island.

On this island, people can live on it, and there are a few palaces scattered on the island.

Luo Heng also took out the palace he just bought, enlarged it, and dropped it on the ground.

It is a small palace, and the residence in the fairy world does not need to be repaired. Someone specially refines it and sells it, and the ranks vary from low to high.

It can be changed into big or small, and can be carried with you, which is very convenient.

Fortunately, he robbed the second-generation immortal, who carried a lot of fairy crystals with him.

Immortal crystals are the currency in circulation in the fairy world. They are different from the colorful clouds of immortal energy in the sky because of impurities. The immortal energy inside is pure and can be directly absorbed and utilized without side effects.

As soon as Luo Heng finished setting up the palace, a person flew nearby, and released the palace beside his palace, and landed on the side of Luo Heng's palace.

Luo Heng narrowed his eyes, the breath was familiar, it was the original owner's enemy.

The man looked at the enlarged palace with a satisfied expression, and when he saw the small palace next to him, he held his mouth to express his disdain.

That kind of disdain was shining brightly, as if written on his forehead.

Luo Heng: "..."

Could it be that this is Long Aotian's troublesome physique, someone will always come up to him and hit him.

Has he troubled him yet?

Luo Heng searched for the memory of the original owner in his mind.

What is the festival between this person and Long Aotian?

Oh, this is no longer a matter of one word of enmity, but a fight.

As a result, Long Aotian was pressed and rubbed on the ground, and his face was spat out in disgust.

Self-esteem was trampled to pieces.

How could Long Aotian, who is so proud of himself, forget this kind of humiliation, naturally he remembers it with hatred.