Cultivation card draw NPC

When he knew that Jiang Youlin had lost his memory, besides regret and confusion, Jiang Qinfeng actually felt a touch of happiness in his heart.

If such a painful memory can be forgotten, it may be called a kind of luck.

Jiang Youlin's father committed suicide, and his mother who fell into madness has long since passed away. The once prosperous Jiang family is now just a farmer. A hundred years have passed, and looking back on the past, everything has changed dramatically——

Maybe Jiang Youlin, who has lost his memory, will be free.

Jiang Qinfeng thought so in his heart.

Although he couldn't help but feel sad when he thought that Ah You now treated him like a stranger, but this was already the best solution.

The white-clothed man in front of him did not answer the question for a long time, but stared at him with indescribable eyes, and Jiang Youlin's chest felt tight and painful.

He broke away from Mo Wanwan's hand, walked over recklessly, and asked paranoidly:

"Who are you? Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, if we meet today, it's fate, maybe we can become good friends."

The man suddenly raised his bright eyes and showed him a very gentle smile.

At that moment, countless gorgeous fireworks bloomed in the velvet-like sky, one after another, one after another, reflected in those dark pupils.

Jiang Youlin's heart suddenly burst into ecstasy, and even his fingertips were trembling with excitement.

But after the ecstasy, it was an earth-shaking pain.

"You... Xiaofeng, I hurt so much, Xiaofeng, Xiaofeng, it hurts..."

He covered his head, like a drowning man holding on to a life-saving straw, and kept repeating these two words, crazy, persistent, and so pitiful.

"What's wrong with you? Ayou, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Qinfeng went to check on his injury distressedly, and just touched the opponent's hand before being swung away.

"Don't, don't touch me!"

Jiang Youlin hurriedly dodged those longing hands, feeling empty and hurt in his heart.

Only then did Jiang Qinfeng notice that Jiang Youlin's hands were wearing silver silk gloves.

The bright red lotus imprint stretched from the center of his eyebrows all over his snow-white forehead. It was eerie and treacherous, as if painted with blood. In a trance, he thought that the ghost in front of him was a ghost transformed from a red lotus.

His heart sank, and he had a bad premonition.

Using aura resonance, but found that the other party is not a devil.

Yuan Zeshan obviously didn't expect to meet Jiang Youlin, the incident of the tiger jumping off the cliff was so big back then, even though he was in the Demon Realm, he knew it clearly.

The person who was destined to die now appeared intact in front of his eyes?

"Why is he here? Isn't he dead?"

Mo Wanwan shrugged: "The task that the old devil entrusted to me just now, I don't know what's going on, he asked me to take Xiao Jiang to visit the feast of flowers, and take whoever I like. His eyes But it's too high, even I can't see it, and I'm blind for such a pair of beautiful eyes."

"Mo Wanwan, you really don't know what happened to him? I advise you, it's best not to lie to me."

Seeing Jiang Youlin's complexion slowly returning to normal, Jiang Qinfeng breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to look at Mo Wanwan.

He figured it out, Yuan Zeshan seemed to be a master in the Demon Realm, and had lost the trust of the old Demon Lord, but Mo Wanwan, a saint, might know more information.

The huge gap in cultivation made Mo Wanwan almost breathless, but in Demon Realm, she was not afraid of him.

"Hmph, I've said it all, I don't know, believe it or not."

Gai Yangyang next to him saw Jiang Qinfeng questioning the saint for the man in red, and there seemed to be an indescribable and inexhaustible affection between the two of them, which made him feel jealous and jealous, and secretly cursed shamelessly.

"Young master, look at them, they are full of affection, how can you be valued? A pair of adulterers, not worth your attention."

"Gai Yangyang? Are you there too?... Bad luck."

Mo Wanwan was in a bad mood at first, but when she heard Gai Yangyang's voice, her expression turned ugly.

She hated Gai Yangyang, not only hated that peach-like face, but also hated that he was named ABB.

Seeing the unborn holy flower in front of her, Mo Wanwan became even angrier.

Not to mention that the former saint eloped, she also took away the precious ring passed down from generation to generation.

For hundreds of years, this damn flower hasn't bloomed, but for the sake of the integrity of the ceremony, she must pray for the people of the Demon Realm to continue to live in front of the holy flower, which is simply a public execution.

So, Mo Wanwan rolled her eyes and looked at Jiang Qinfeng.

"You ask me, but I want to ask you. You just say that you are the son of the former saint? There is no proof, what if you lie. Who knows if you are—"

She didn't say the last half of the sentence, but Jiang Qinfeng filled it up for her in his heart: Who knows if you are a fairy pretending to be a demon.

"What if I can force the sacred flowers to bloom?" Jiang Qinfeng smiled slightly.

"I will admit that you are not lying, and I will tell you about this kid. Today is just right, the holy flower only blooms on the night of the Hundred Flowers Feast, and if you miss it, you will have no chance to verify it."

This is really the time to doze off, Mo Wanwan handed her a pillow.

Jiang Qinfeng patted Jiang Youlin's shoulder lightly: "Ayou, there is also the young master and this girl Gai, you go down and wait for a while."

Mo Wanwan saw that he was really not cowardly, so she couldn't help feeling a little bit puzzled.

Could it be that he treated the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain?

She waved her hand to repel her male pets, and the handsome guy left quite obediently.

Jiang Qinfeng didn't see Jun Zhixi's figure in it, so he couldn't help asking questions curiously, and the other party smiled indifferently.

"Because after he was seriously injured by you, his cultivation level is no longer, his appearance is old, I don't like it anymore."

Mo Wanwan's tone was light and airy, especially the last word 'ah', which seemed to blow away as soon as she blew it.

For the first time, Jiang Qinfeng felt very uncomfortable for her indifference.

"You are too scumbag."

"Look at what you said, how can it be so serious? And it's not all your fault, you still have the face to criticize me? If you hadn't seriously injured Jun Zhixi, how could I have abandoned him? Speaking of which, you are still not a magic player, but Do something like that," she retorted.

"Because he killed Sister Xiaolong at that time, I hurt him for a reason, and you are not qualified."

His tone grew colder.

"Tsk, when we win, we have to go back to modern times. All these hatreds and injuries will be wiped out. Don't be so fussy, okay? Besides, if you see his ugly appearance with white hair and chicken skin, you will also be hurt. No way."

Mo Wanwan thought Jiang Qinfeng was strange.

Jiang Qinfeng had nothing to say to this woman, put on a silver mask and a precious ring, and without saying a word, climbed onto the high platform surrounded by flowers.

A blood-red flower bud in the pure gold Jiuding in front of him was sleeping peacefully, emitting a soft light faintly.

The crowd that had been extremely lively under the stage immediately quieted down, almost silent. They all raised their heads and stretched their necks to look, mostly in doubt.

The Saintess, who was so stunning just now, felt dwarfed by this mysterious man.

"Look, look, who is that?"

"He is standing next to the saint. Could it be that he is the saint's new male favourite?"

"Nonsense, how can you bring a male favorite to the stage on such an occasion?"

"It's not impossible. It's not a day or two since she likes to keep male pets..."

The people of Demon Realm all showed curiosity, eager to see what would happen next.

He really deserves to be from the Demon Realm, he likes to watch the excitement and dislikes rules.If this happened in Shangqing, Jiang Qinfeng would be kicked out by the realm masters before he could speak.

Jiang Qinfeng stroked the ring on his hand, and looked at Xie Lingtan in the dark. Xie Lingtan felt that the young man was so beautiful, so he smiled slightly to calm his mind.

Liu Yinchen cast a gratified gaze, and he was sincerely happy to see the blood of the Liu family return to the altar.

Sha Ruxue who hurried over looked at the figure on the high platform, her heart trembled, she was indescribably familiar.

On the other side, Du Youxin took the Du Gu King's hand, said with a small face in surprise: "Daddy, he is the one who helped me just now, I can become so beautiful, it's all thanks to him."

"Have you taken a fancy to him? Daddy will grab it for you." The Poison Gu King raised his eyebrows.

"How could...he already..." Du Youxin thought that the relationship between the two people might not be visible, so he changed his words halfway, "He has become my brother in my heart."

Jiang Youlin was also staring at Jiang Qinfeng obsessively, but cold sweat dripped from the corner of his forehead. He seemed to be trapped in the swamp of memory. The more he struggled, the more he fell into the quagmire, unable to break free.

Obviously the more he looked at Jiang Qinfeng, the more his head hurt, but Jiang Youlin still couldn't bear to take his eyes off the man.

Not even for a second.

Something from the depths of my memory is about to come out.

In Linjiang City, the young man hugged him warmly. He seemed to be crying while looking at the sunset. There were many paintings depicting the same person, and the cliff——

Suddenly, a tidal wave of pain almost tore his whole body apart. He barely grabbed Yuan Zeshan's sleeve so as not to fall in embarrassment.

"H-what is his name? Xiaofeng? Jiang... Xiaofeng... Xiaofeng?"

Jiang Youlin babbled pitifully, and the red lotus mark on his forehead became more and more vivid.

Yuan Zeshan saw that Jiang Qinfeng was urging Shenghua to be happy, and was caught by someone, and felt displeased.

"He is Jiang Qinfeng. He used to be your younger brother, but in fact you have nothing to do with him. Now he is my Taoist companion, helping me perform the ceremony on it."

In an instant, Jiang Youlin's heart was pierced by a knife, and his face turned pale.

He said in despair: "You are talking nonsense! We, we can't be unrelated! How could he be your Taoist partner! It's impossible, it's impossible to be unrelated...It can't be a stranger..."

This reaction was so intense that Yuan Zeshan almost immediately came to a conclusion:

Jiang Youlin's relationship with Jiang Qinfeng is not brotherly.

"It's ridiculous, could it be your Taoist companion? I'm curious, you really can't remember anything? Back from the dead, hmph, what did the devil do to you?"

Gai Yangyang watched the two arguing about the vixen, feeling lost and sad——

It turned out that she was like a god-like young master of the Demon Realm in her heart, but she would be jealous of others, as naive as a child.

Then, something even more miraculous happened unexpectedly.

"The holy flower is blooming! The holy flower is blooming!"

The light released after the sacred flower blooms illuminates the entire sky.

The crowd was commotion, and almost everyone watched this scene in shock.

The sacred flower, which has been in bud for a hundred years, is so docile and soft in Jiang Qinfeng's hands. Little by little under his hands, the delicate petals are stretched out, revealing the golden stamens, like a lazy beauty, gradually blooming Show the most beautiful appearance, radiant, beautiful.

The light red radiance reflected on Jiang Qinfeng's silver mask, with a sense of magnificence like light and illusion, people couldn't tell for a while whether he was a god born in response to people's delusions, or a perfect sacrifice to be sacrificed on the altar Taste.

"The Son of the Demon Realm is coming, the Son of the Demon Realm is coming!"

"The Son of the Demon Realm is coming, the Son of the Demon Realm is coming!"

"The Son of the Demon Realm is coming, the Son of the Demon Realm is coming!"

I don't know who in the crowd shouted this slogan first, one pass ten, ten pass one hundred, all present are younger men and women in the Demon Realm, they are all excited, the opening of the sacred flower to their marriage is the best blessing , All of a sudden, the shouts were so overwhelming that even Jiang Qinfeng's ears hurt from the shock.

Looking at the densely packed faces below, Jiang Qinfeng was a little worried about a stampede, so he bent down and bowed to signify the end of the ceremony, then turned and left.

In fact, he just vaguely felt the opening of an enchantment in the ring, which must be the treasure house in the mission, but now is not the time to enter.

Mo Wanwan didn't follow. After all, she is a serious saint now, so she had to stay and preside over the situation.

As soon as Jiang Qinfeng walked to the back of the stage, he was stopped by someone.

The blond-haired and blue-eyed young lady grabbed his clothes, angrily, but not much hostility.

"You told me it was easy to find, Immortal Xuehun? The woman in red at the inn that day was also you, right? You deceived me so badly."

It turned out to be sand like snow.

It's haunting enough.

Jiang Qinfeng said helplessly: "I urged the holy flower just now, and the blood of the previous saint is flowing in my body, are you sure you want to fight me?"

"That's how it is... No wonder the saint asked me to intercept and kill you. Unexpectedly, it was to fight for the position of the saint? But you are a man, and the worst case is that the saint son and the saint are side by side, and you can't take her position."

Sha Ruxue thought she had figured everything out quickly.

"You have to ask her about it. I have something to do. Let's go first."

When Jiang Qinfeng was about to bypass him, Jiang Youlin suddenly appeared, soundlessly, like a ghost.

His expression was as cold as madness, with just one slap, Sha Ruxue's body was blown away like garbage.

Sha Ruxue rolled several times on the ground, suddenly vomited blood, and passed out.

"Ah, Ayou? Why are you so good?"

Jiang Qinfeng looked at Jiang Youlin in disbelief.

Impossible, that's Sha Ruxue, when it comes to fighting, he is on par with him, how could Jiang Youlin beat him like this with a single stroke?

And the latter was completely unaware of what a terrible thing he had done, as if defeating a monster in the Nascent Soul Stage with one move was nothing more than commonplace.

However, Jiang Qinfeng's shocked eyes and praise obviously brought him a great sense of satisfaction and accomplishment.

"Do you still want to watch it? Let me make another move?"

His tone was even a little innocent, full of flattery to the person in front of him.

Because Jiang Youlin could clearly sense that he liked the monk in front of him, and from the bottom of his bones and soul, he fanatically yearned for this man named Xiaofeng.

Yes, he was so sure that the person in front of him was his Xiaofeng.

Jiang Qinfeng quickly stopped him, and with a wink signaled Sha Ruxue's men to drag him away quickly.

"Xiaofeng? What are you doing?"

Yuan Zeshan rushed over when he heard the news, and he couldn't figure it out. He couldn't understand Jiang Youlin's cultivation level very well. The suzerain of Mo Wuzong was beaten unconscious on the spot?

If it wasn't for the failure of the spiritual resonance, he would have suspected that Jiang Youlin had become a devil.

But in fact, even if he became a demon, he would still be transformed according to his cultivation base before he was infected. Jiang Youlin dug his own spirit field, and even if he survived, he should be a useless person. It is impossible for his cultivation base to improve so rapidly.

Weird, really weird.

The old devil must have done some shameful experiment behind his back.

Jiang Qinfeng also had the same question in his heart, but his nature made him temporarily suppress the desire to ask, and it would not be too late to wait until a secluded place.

He wanted to be as gentle as possible.

"It's nothing, I see that Ah You seems to remember something, just ask him."

Jiang Youlin sensed the partiality in his tone, his heart felt sweet, his almond eyes opened slightly, and he said shyly and so on.

"Ok?"

Jiang Qinfeng watched him as he wished.

"Here, these flowers are for you."

He did not know where to bring a desert rose to show his love, and carefully held it in the palm of his hand, like a baby bird caring for its newly grown down feathers.

The flowers had already fully bloomed, just like Jiang Youlin's ecstatic mood at the moment.

How similar it was when Jiang Youlin gave the jade pendant in Xiangmu Village many years ago.

The past inevitably flashed in his mind, Jiang Qinfeng opened his hand and let the flowers fall on his palm.

"Ayou, actually I—"

Jiang Youlin blinked: "That's right."

"Ok?"

"Where are your flowers?"

Yuan Zeshan also asked a fatal question: "Yes, where are your flowers?"

Both he and Jiang Youlin gave flowers to each other, why haven't you seen Jiang Qinfeng's roses?

After a long day of unrequited love, two unrequited loves finally discovered the biggest and most unforgivable loophole of the night.

That is--

What about the rose that represents Jiang Qinfeng's heart? !

Who is so lucky to get the gift of love from Immortal Xuehun?

The person who has the most say on this issue is Xie Lingtan.

The desert rose that belonged to Jiang Qinfeng flew to Xie Lingtan's skirt at the beginning, just like Xie Lingtan's flower, he had put it in the magic weapon of space for a long time as a souvenir.

Jiang Qinfeng noticed a subtle sense of overturning: "...Naturally, I gave it to someone I like. Is there any problem?"

This problem is bigger.

Yuan Zeshan raised his eyebrows, not daring to hide it, nor could he hide the strong smell of jealousy in his tone.

"Huh? What are you talking about? Xiaofeng, you mean that you have something to belong to...then who do you like?"

He was just about to grab someone, but Jiang Youlin stopped him lightly.

Yuan Zeshan couldn't move at once, he was shocked.

What happened to Jiang Youlin's cultivation?

Why would a person who came back from hell have such a high level of cultivation?

At the same time, Mo Wanwan finally dealt with the affairs, and it was a little exciting to see this tense Shura field as soon as she came here.

"Hey, call me scum, don't you agree? You only pick men I can't get."

Needless to say, the young master, her heart is dead, but Jiang Youlin's good looks—Mo Wanwan swears that she has never seen a more beautiful man than him, she is still very greedy.

"Xiaofeng, I want to talk to you alone." Jiang Youlin smiled.

There are too many unsolved mysteries about Ah You, Jiang Qinfeng also had this intention, and suggested: "Look for a place?"

Too many people told him "find a place" along the way, and he didn't seem to realize what "find a place" meant in Demon Realm.

"Okay." The curvature of Jiang Youlin's mouth could hardly be suppressed.

Yuan Zeshan quickly objected: "No! Xiaofeng, you can't go with him."

"I remember you guys said that everyone I like tonight must pass with me... um, pass?"

He actually wanted to say it overnight, but for some reason, he was a little shy in front of Xiaofeng, and changed it to a more acceptable statement.

But for the others who stop themselves—

Jiang Youlin looked at them with a sneer, the coercion on his body was creepy.

Mo Wanwan stopped Yuan Zeshan: "The demon lord has an order. Whatever Jiang Youlin wants in the Hundred Flowers Feast must belong to him, even if it's you and me... and it's obvious that Jiang Qinfeng wants to go too, why are you stopping him. "

"Well, I want to chat with Ayou, after all, I have too many questions."

After speaking, Jiang Qinfeng followed Jiang Youlin and left.

"Damn it! What's going on with Jiang Youlin? It makes me feel so strange."

Yuan Zeshan just felt something was wrong.

Not like a living person, like a dead thing.

He suddenly had a terrifying thought.

For Yuan Qifeng to create such a big scene, to let him and Mo Wanwan participate, and even to recall the sect masters every day, is it to let all the best men and women in the Demon Realm come to the main city to find a suitable partner for Jiang Youlin?

But... why do you want to find a partner for such a monster who is neither human nor ghost?

A bottle of green elixir lay quietly in Jiang Youlin's palm.

His eyes are lowered, his nose is straight, his lips are blood red, and his side face is so delicate, projected on the dragon and phoenix screen, it is as graceful as an exquisite paper-cut, even the room full of splendor is compared to him.

This is the best inn in the Demon Realm. It is only open to famous people. It is wronged to say that it is an inn. This is a magnificent palace. They are now in the best room among all the palaces.

Soft curtains of red yarn, full of fragrance, carpets embroidered with intricate patterns are spread all over the floor, precious silk fabrics are piled up on the bed, two gorgeous peacock feathers are inserted in colorful vases, and even the burning red Candles are carved in the shape of flowers.

"What the hell are Mo Wanwan and the others thinking? Arranging such a room."

After the inspection, Jiang Qinfeng felt that the palace was too ambiguous.

It's almost like a wedding room.

Sitting at the table, Jiang Youlin folded his palms together, smiled without saying a word, and made a cup of good tea for Jiang Qinfeng.

Speaking of which, ever since Yuan Qifeng found out about his physique, he has been trying everything possible to let him leave heirs. According to that weird old demon lord, the blood of the demon is so precious, no matter what, Jiang Youlin must continue this characteristic.

But he was sick, he felt dirty.

Jiang Youlin didn't think that sex/things were dirty, but that...he should have someone to look forward to, not those demonic women with plump/breast fat/buttocks, or slender and beautiful teenagers arranged by Yuan Qifeng.

Jiang Youlin knew that he was hopeless.

From the day he became conscious, every day and night, he has been extremely bored and annoyed with everything in this world.

Crazy killing intent and hatred surged non-stop in the blood, and endless emptiness spread in that dead-like heart.

It's really strange, obviously he finally has a healthy heart, but he always thinks it's empty, because if it's not empty, how can he be full of hatred for everything, and won't have feelings like liking for any living beings.

It was as if the world had completely lost its meaning to him.

But the moment he saw Xiaofeng tonight, he suddenly realized——

It turned out that he was not a broken product without love, but one day, he accidentally lost all his love and affection to one person.

Yuan Qifeng should be very happy to know this. Even if he doesn't force it anymore, Jiang Youlin can't wait to have sex with this gentle and lovely man /// to his heart's content.

I want to kiss that person's sweaty forehead with my lips, I want his clear eyes to be stained with a hazy water color, I want to kiss the corners of his lips madly, and I want my lips/tongue to linger on the warm neck. want to--

Call him brother?

That's right, it's the elder brother. Somehow, when he thought of these two words being forced out of Xiaofeng's mouth with a crying voice, he became hopelessly excited.

"what happened to you?"

Jiang Qinfeng saw that Jiang Youlin was silent, his eyes were wide open, and he was very worried, making him look so dirty.

"Shortness of breath, flushed face, and trembling body, what's wrong with you?" Seeing that he didn't answer, but looked at himself with complicated eyes, Jiang Qinfeng couldn't help asking again.

"nothing."

Jiang Youlin sorted out his thoughts: "I still remember my name, and I can't remember the rest. These years... I have stayed in the Great Demon Palace, and I have seen very few people. I have almost only seen the Demon Lord. A few days ago, I was Release it."

"But you still remember to call me Xiaofeng."

This is really touching.

"Well, when I see you, my heart fills up, and the world lights up."

Jiang Youlin frowned at him like a carefree little fox.

It's just that these words were too straightforward, Jiang Qinfeng didn't know how to respond for a while, a gust of wind blew by, and the red candles flickered, just like his fluctuating mood now.

On the one hand, he was surprised that Jiang Youlin, who had lost his memory, still had such a deep love for him, and his rationality told him that the two of them were not suitable to be in the same room in this situation; Caring about each other's desires.

"I'm going to close the window."

Jiang Qinfeng felt that he needed to sort out his thoughts.

"it is good."

Jiang Youlin spread out his palms, the green medicine bottle looked very cute.

Shengzi Dan.

Men can also give birth if they take it.

For the sake of convenience, the demon lord has ground it into powder for him, which is colorless and odorless, and even has a special interpretation, which is difficult to detect below the Dacheng stage.

The person you want is also in front of you.

What an irresistible temptation.

He was never a nice guy after all.

"Okay, let's continue."

Jiang Qinfeng sat back at the table and found that Jiang Youlin was making tea again.

"I'm sorry, I noticed that you haven't drank it all the time. I thought you didn't like it, so I changed it."

"No, no, why don't you like it?"

He was afraid of hurting him.

Jiang Qinfeng took the tea, subconsciously checked it with spiritual power, and found nothing wrong, so he drank it slowly.

"I also want to ask, what is the pattern on your forehead and your soaring cultivation base? Do you have an impression?"

Hearing this question, Jiang Youlin suddenly lowered his head and stopped looking at him. His smooth long black hair fell down on his chest. His complexion was snow-white, but not too fair. He was far more energetic than the sick and weak appearance he had before. The blush, like the morning glow reflecting the snow, has an amazing beauty.

This kind of beauty is not femininity or weakness, but full of aggressiveness, with a strength that makes Jiang Qinfeng a little uneasy.

"If I tell the truth, will you be afraid of me?"

Jiang Qinfeng: "No."

"it is good."

Jiang Youlin stared at him, and said with a smile: "The old demon master called me Tianmoren, which means a demon recognized by the Dao of Heaven—"

"Wait? Devil? Ayou, are you a devil now??"

With a bang, Jiang Qinfeng was so surprised that he misplaced the teacup and fell to the ground. Fortunately, the carpet was soft, otherwise it would have been broken into pieces.

What's even more strange is that Jiang Youlin doesn't seem to know what the word "devil" means.

Because he lost his memory.

If he knew what kind of monster he had become, he might break down emotionally and restore his memory, and then he would not be able to be better controlled by the old devil.

Jiang Youlin misunderstood Jiang Qinfeng's expression, although he was still smiling, when he looked carefully, he showed reluctance.

"You...hate me? Afraid of me?"

Jiang Qinfeng was in a state of confusion for a moment, and quickly asked, "How long have you been like this?"

The best medicine in the world of comprehension now can treat the demon infected in January and make it return to normal.

But he knew, he clearly knew that with Jiang Youlin's current condition, it was impossible for him to be infected for only one month, at least for several years...

Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling distressed.

Can't recover.

"It's been 50 years since I became conscious."

Jiang Youlin felt his body was getting cold.

He can't fool him.

Xiaofeng didn't accept his appearance at all.

He was... afraid of him.

When Jiang Youlin realized this, his heart convulsed with pain.

"Are you afraid?"

Jiang Youlin suddenly stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the face of his beloved.

was dodged.

was quickly dodged.

"I don't, I just think you don't seem to understand what's going on now."

Jiang Qinfeng looked at the silver glove on his hand with a sad expression.

Another point, he thought coldly, maybe the revival of Demon Realm's aura so quickly is related to the appearance of Jiang Youlin. The efficiency of Tianmaren's aura conversion may be thousands of times higher than that of high-level demons. If he is the old demon master, He will definitely do whatever it takes to keep Jiang Youlin's heir.

The world of comprehension has long proved that high-level demons can infect one in a million of the same kind through attacks, but if they give birth, the chances can be greatly increased.Although it is difficult for the devil to find a chance to give birth, the body///fluid volume is extraordinarily large...

This explains the true intention of the Feast of Hundred Flowers.

Sure enough, Jiang Qinfeng thought so, and the task was completed immediately.

His heart sank.

The ominous feeling is getting heavier and heavier.

"What's the matter, Xiaofeng, why does he look so pale?"

Unknowingly, Jiang Youlin walked behind him, gently hugged his shoulders, bent down slightly, put his head close to Jiang Qinfeng's ear, and blew breaths one after another.

Jiang Qinfeng discovered that the Heavenly Demon's cultivation was unfathomable, and he might not be able to beat Jiang Youlin at all.

Even now, I can't even get up.

Then the problem is coming...

He is a man, Jiang Youlin wouldn't want to continue the blood of the demon with him...

Fanwai have no children.