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As soon as Wang Xiaopang came up with this idea, he immediately shook his head. He must be crazy to want to refine a pot to make his talisman. If it is really refined, Master will not give him kill?

Seeing Wang Xiaopang's appearance, Yupo who was sitting next to him knew that he had an idea, so he asked, "Do you know what you want to forge?"

Wang Xiaopang was silent for a while, and then replied: "Just the sword."

"Stop lying to me." Yupo directly exposed his lies: "I am not your master, you can tell me directly."

Wang Xiaopang thought for a while, and felt that Yupo might laugh at him but would not speak of him, so he said hesitantly: "I want...to make a pot..."

Yupo was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, he didn't expect that Wang Xiaopang would actually want to practice this, he couldn't help feeling surprised: "Do you like pot?"

Wang Xiaopang shook his head: "I like to eat, and the pot can cook a lot of delicious food. If I refine a spirit pot and cook it with real fire, how delicious will it be?"

Just thinking about it made Wang Xiaopang salivate: "I discovered a long time ago that the food in the Snow Heaven Sect's cafeteria has a special aroma even after the boiled water is passed through once, because the food contains subtle spiritual power, so That’s why it’s so different from the food in the mortal world, so now I don’t use firewood when I start a small stove, I would rather spend my spiritual power to cook it with real fire, the aroma is very strong and the taste is very good!”

The more Wang Xiaopang talked, the more excited he became: "If my talisman is a pot, wouldn't I be able to eat delicious food every day?"

Yupo looked at Wang Xiaopang with shining eyes, and felt that his energetic appearance was very cute, and his closed lips were more rosy and attractive than before.

Thinking of the lingering relationship between the two in the woods, Yupo's eyes darkened. Although it was less than two hours, he wanted it again.

"Since you like it so much, let's make pots, but ordinary pots are not good, at least they have to look good and be practical." Yupo said the suggestion, and then waved to the bookcase not far away, a piece of rice paper and a piece of paper A pen flew over automatically.

"Sit next to me, let's design together." Yupo spread the rice paper on the table, and motioned Wang Xiaopang to sit next to him.

Wang Xiaopang was in high spirits at this time. Although he knew that Han Lin could not let him use the refining pot as his talisman, he still had the mentality that it didn't matter if he imagined it for a while, and happily moved the chair to Yupo's side. Sit down next to him.

"You draw one according to your own ideas first, and I will give you some suggestions." Yupo said, handed the brush in his hand to Wang Xiaopang, and then naturally put his arms around Wang Xiaopang's waist.

Wang Xiaopang's back was straight, and he was secretly taken aback. He turned his head to look at Yupo, and found that his expression was normal, so he felt that he was too sensitive.

Come paint a nice pot.Wang Xiaopang rolled up his sleeves energetically, he picked up his pen and thought for a while, and then began to draw on the rice paper.

Yupo held Wang Xiaopang's waist with one hand, looked at Wang Xiaopang with his head propped up in the other hand, his amber eyes kept sweeping over his soft and watery facial features, and then his eyes slowly slid down to Wang Xiaopang's slightly protruding face. on the raised throat.

Wang Xiaopang's Adam's apple was not very obvious, but when he swallowed saliva, he could still see obvious sliding marks, first moved up slightly, and then moved back to the original position.

So cute……

Yupo suddenly bent down and buried his head in Wang Xiaopang's neck. Wang Xiaopang, who was fascinated by the painting, paused the pen in his hand. Before he could figure out what Yupo wanted to do, his Adam's apple was opened by Yupo Hold it.

Wang Xiaopang trembled, and the pen in his hand fell to the table with a "clack", messing up the unfinished painting.

"Xue Zun..." Wang Xiaopang's voice trembled violently probably because his Adam's apple was sucked by someone.

"Your Adam's apple is really small." Yupo said with the corner of his mouth curled up, because Prince Xiaopang's neck was a bit tired with his waist lowered, so he chose to hug Wang Xiaopang onto his lap.

Wang Xiaopang's face was flushed, and he stretched out his hand to push Yupi: "Don't do this, didn't you say design pot..."

"I'll design it tomorrow." Yupo pinched Wang Xiaopang's buttocks, it's really good, the little round buttocks can just be grasped with one hand.

Wang Xiaopang probably understood that Yupo had lust again, but he was shamefully aroused.

How should this be done...

Wang Xiaopang was very entangled, his reason told him that he should refuse, but his body was sinking step by step.

Forget it, let's just wander around for a few days.After much deliberation, Wang Xiaopang decided to follow, otherwise...

It is almost impossible to think of being so close to Master in the future.

Wang Xiaopang obediently sat on Yupo's lap and asked him to strip off his clothes, while staring at the man in front of him with one black and one blue eyes.

It's exactly the same face as Master's.

Wang Xiaopang took the initiative to kiss her with a beating heart.

like.

……

When Wang Xiaopang woke up, it was already daylight, Yupo was not in the room, he was the only one sleeping on the messy bed.

Wang Xiaopang sat up slowly, the sun was very bright, and the light coming in from the window was quite harsh on the eyes, his head hurt and was a little blank, and he fell into a emptiness when he woke up for no reason.

The surrounding area is very quiet, there is no sound at all, as if he is the only one left in the world, Wang Xiaopang was stunned for a long time before he realized that the room had been soundproofed by him, so he stretched out his hand to touch the air, and suddenly insects and birds sang. It rang.

Someone was talking outside, Wang Xiaopang turned his head and looked out the window, he was listening carefully with his ears up, when he suddenly felt his left chest being lightly poked with a finger.

Probably because he was still confused after waking up, Wang Xiaopang turned his head to look at the bedside calmly, only to see a little boy in aqua-blue clothes lying on the bedside and looking at him with his head held high. One small hand was clenched into a fist, and the other was poking Wang Xiaopang's chest.

It was Han Lin's spirit beast facing the sky.

"...Don't poke randomly." Wang Xiaopang gently pushed his hand away. He didn't know when the kid came in, but he didn't notice it.

"It's red." Chao Tian said, and then stretched out his hand to poke it, as if he thought it was fun.

"It's said that you can't poke, uncle is going to be angry." Wang Xiaopang pretended to be angry, and then suddenly remembered that Chaotian's age was about the same as Han Lin's, and he was his ancestor.

No matter, the appearance is smaller than him anyway.Wang Xiaopang shamelessly decided to take advantage of this little dragon.

So Chaotian stopped poking Wang Xiaopang's place, but spread out his tightly clenched fist, and played with the mung bean-sized worm in his palm.

Wang Xiaopang, who was taking out his clothes to put on, glanced casually, and then jumped in shock. The little bug in Chaotian's palm was exactly the spirit-eating bug he gave him to play with yesterday, but it only passed one night. Only the spirit-eating insects as big as ants grew suddenly to the size of mung beans, and their color changed from transparent milky white to transparent bright red.

Wang Xiaopang's face turned pale, and seeing the signs, he immediately put on his coat and jumped over, asking Chaotian anxiously, "Did you feed it blood?"

He grinned towards the sky, and nodded a little naively.

Wang Xiaopang was furious immediately, opened his mouth to the spirit-eating worm in his palm facing the sky, and cursed: "What a cunning worm! At first you wanted to parasitize my body and eat my spirit root, but now you trick this little dragon into feeding your spirit!" Blood! Why are you so vicious!"

The spirit-eating worm lying on Chaotian's palm showed an aggrieved look: "Mother..."

"You still call me mother? Who is your mother?" Wang Xiaopang was furious. He has been cultivating immortals for so long and he naturally knows how important essence and blood are. It takes a few days to recuperate for each drop, and Chao Tian is still a young dragon even though he is more than 400 years old, and he does not know how much it will hurt his body if he condenses a drop of essence and blood.

"How did you lie to him? Don't you know he's a child?" Wang Xiaopang wished he could kill this bug right now.

The ghost-eating insect was so scolded by Wang Xiaopang that its dark insect eyes were wet: "Mother, I am also a child..."

"You are a fart child! You are a very crafty uncle!"

"Whoa, whoa..."

"Don't pretend to cry!"

Wang Xiaopang was teaching the spirit-eating insects a lesson, when he heard the movement, Yusoul appeared outside the window.

"What's the matter? You got so angry early in the morning." Yupo asked, leaning on the window sill with both hands.

Seeing Yupo made Wang Xiaopang very nervous and guilty, but his own spirit worm made a mistake and he, as the master, could hardly escape the blame, so he grabbed the spirit devourer from Chaotian's hand, feeling uneasy Holding hands in front of Yupo.

"I, my spirit worm ate a drop of blood essence from Chaotian..." Wang Xiaopang lowered his head: "I'm sorry... Uncle Lin told me that this worm is very cunning when he gave it to me to raise, but I still Carelessly hand it over to Chaotian to play with..."

Yupo looked at the trembling worm in Wang Xiaopang's palm, and then at Chaotian who looked confused, he smiled lightly, and said nonchalantly: "It's okay, Chaotian is a divine beast that condenses a drop of blood essence. It didn't do him much harm."

"But he's still a young dragon..." Wang Xiaopang still felt guilty.

"Cultivate for a few days and replenish your energy." Yupo patted Wang Xiaopang's head, signaling his peace of mind.

Seeing that Yupo didn't blame him, Wang Xiaopang felt relieved, just when he was about to put away that cunning little bug, he heard the spirit devourer shout at Yupo: "Father!"

Wang Xiaopang's face darkened in an instant, and the spirit devourer probably felt that there was meat to follow Yupo, so it jumped from Wang Xiaopang's palm, jumped onto Yupo's shoulder, and started "Dad!" Daddy!" He kept yelling.

Wang Xiaopang couldn't help thinking that when he just forced the spirit devouring insect out of his body, this little thing kept calling "Mother" to him in order to survive.

Wang Xiaopang suddenly felt that it was actually not too smart, and that its flattery was too direct, and people immediately knew that it was flattering.

Happily, I really ate this set.

"You bug is interesting." Yupo smiled slightly, took the devouring bug off his shoulder, and handed it to Chaotian who was watching him eagerly: "Do you like it? Come, here you are."

Chaotian took it with both hands, and then the bug yelled again: "Brother! Brother!"

Wang Xiaopang really wanted to crush it to death right now.

Although Yupo handed over the spirit devouring insect to Chaotian, he told him: "You can play with it if you want, but you are not allowed to feed it blood again."

Chaotian nodded obediently, and went out holding the spirit-devouring insect in both hands, and after he went out, Yupo carried Wang Xiaopang out of the room through the window.

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"Follow me." Yupo put Wang Xiaopang on the ground, and then led him to an open space not far away.

When Wang Xiaopang saw Qianying in red and the male demon cultivator in black standing on the open space, he couldn't help but feel a little bit of vigilance, and when he approached the open space, he He saw a formation that had just been arranged in the open space, and in the middle of the formation was a snowflake totem, with three round wheels inside and seven petals outside, which was exactly the same as the pattern of the ice soul protection bead in his left eye!