Little Fairy Raiders Manual

It was Yang Yi who woke up first.

He remembered every bit of what happened last night clearly, so when he saw Mu Qingzhou frowned slightly and curled up in his arms, he was not as panicked as he was the first time.

He knew that Mu Qingzhou could approach him to purify his magic breath when his magic breath was out of control, but he didn't know why Mu Qingzhou used such a method this time.

Could it be that he has begun to accept him?

Thinking of this, Yang Yi couldn't help but smirked, and tightened the arms around Mu Qingzhou's waist, bringing him closer to him.

This action also awakened Mu Qingzhou, he raised his head in bewilderment, and met Yang Yi's affectionate eyes directly.

"Morning, Qingzhou."

"..." Mu Qingzhou moved, and found that the two were still tightly pressed together, struggling a few times, but Yang Yi showed no sign of letting go, "... let go."

Yang Yi chuckled, buried his head on the side of Mu Qingzhou's neck and tilted it for a while, then let go of his hand reluctantly.

Mu Qingzhou broke free from his embrace, but felt that his hands and feet were weak and unable to use his strength. Afraid that Yang Yi would see the clue, he forced himself to get up.

The clothes were torn to shreds by Yang Yi who was possessed last night, and the changed one was still a little wet, so Mu Qingzhou could only turn his head and look at Yang Yi.

"Huh? What's the matter Qingzhou?" Yang Yi approached with a playful smile, stretched out his hand and wanted to hug Mu Qingzhou into his arms, but he slapped him away.

"Qiankun bag, find me a set of clothes."

Yang Yi hurriedly rummaged through his dry bag for clothes, and after a while he pulled out a set that was similar to what Mu Qingzhou usually wears, but he withdrew his hands before handing it to Mu Qingzhou.

"Qing Zhou, I think it's better for you to clean it." Yang Yi looked down, implying something.

Even though Mu Qingzhou didn't know much about these things, following Yang Yi's gaze, he knew what he was talking about, and couldn't help but smashed the wet clothes in his hands directly on Yang Yi's face.

When Yang Yi hurriedly took off the clothes on his face, he found that Mu Qingzhou was already fully dressed and was wearing his belt with his head bowed behind his back.

"Qingzhou, did you..."

"To shut up."

For some reason, Yang Yi felt that this conversation seemed familiar.

But Mu Qingzhou's slender waist was very eye-catching, Yang Yi couldn't hold back the urge to move in his heart, turned over and hugged Mu Qingzhou's waist from behind naked.

Mu Qingzhou paused for a while, but didn't respond.

"Qingzhou... This is us, are we together?" Yang Yi took advantage of his height and rubbed shoulders with Mu Qingzhou, and his words were completely satisfied.

Mu Qingzhou ignored him, just lowered his head and slowly adjusted his belt bit by bit.

Yang Yi has never hidden his feelings for him, but he doesn't know how to respond to him, and he can't tell what kind of mentality he and Yang Yi are motivated by.

He can only be sure of one thing, he must not watch Yang Yi die.

As for the consequences of his double cultivation...

Mu Qingzhou sighed inwardly, patted Yang Yi's arm to signal him to let go, then turned to face him, his eyes drifted away unnaturally: "If you want to think so, you must."

Yang Yi was startled, and then realized what Mu Qingzhou said. He held Mu Qingzhou's shoulders with both hands, his eyes widened, and his expression seemed ecstatic: "You...what did you say? What did you say... You... are you willing?"

His hands became stronger, and Mu Qingzhou frowned in pain: "Take it easy... just let it go if you don't understand it."

How could Yang Yi listen to him, he was overjoyed and hugged him in his arms, whispering his name incessantly.

Mu Qingzhou sighed again, followed his will and raised his hand to pat his back, but found that the touch under his hand was not right.

"..." Mu Qingzhou noticed Yang Yi's gaudy torso, "...are you an exhibitionist? Put on your clothes!"

After the two finished cooking, Yang Yi lit a fire and cooked a simple meal, and walked out of the cave after eating.

"Where is this place?" Yang Yi looked around and found that the scenery here was very strange, "I vaguely remember that you took me to jump into the river together... Are we washed here?"

Mu Qingzhou nodded: "I don't know what happened to Du Xuan and the others, whether they got rid of Di Jun or not."

"Duxuan is the ancient god of fire after all. Even if he can't hurt Dijun, he will always be able to get away, and the sky wolf and greedy wolf are not weak..." Yang Yi comforted him, paused, and changed the topic, "Qing Zhou , I want to ask you something."

"Well, you said."

"Before you said that your blood power can purify the devil's breath, that's why Di Jun used all means to catch you... Tell me honestly, does he... also want to do such a thing with you?" Yang Yi It was because he remembered what Mu Qingzhou said when he thought he was doing it on purpose and wanted to leave after the first time between the two of them.

And that day in the desert, Mu Qingzhou confessed to Yang Yi that he still didn't tell all the dirty things about Di Jun, only that Di Jun was greedy for his unique purification ability and wanted to use dirty tricks for him.

But who knows that Yang Yi slowly figured it out by himself.

"You said that if Di Jun succeeds, you will lose all your skills." The previous memory became more vivid, and Yang Yi's heart sank slowly, "Just tell me...you and I do such a thing, Are you okay?"

He looked at Mu Qingzhou with more serious emotions than ever before.

Mu Qingzhou stared at him for a long time, then smiled softly.

"You...don't laugh!" Yang Yi was in a hurry, "Qingzhou! I'm telling you very seriously——"

"You think too much." Mu Qingzhou looked calm and indifferent, "Do you think I will do this kind of thing that is tantamount to exchanging life for life? If I really do it, you think it is Di Jun Do you give more weight to my upbringing, or do you give more importance to my companionship?"

"Then Dijun...? And what about the loss of all your skills?"

"He wants to take my blood essence to refine medicine, that's all." Mu Qingzhou looked at him rather amusedly, "He is the leader of the party anyway, so he needs some face."

Yang Yi still stared at him, trying to see some flaws in his face, but Mu Qingzhou's face was as motionless as a mountain.

Yang Yi was still worried: "But I feel that not only have my injuries healed after last night, but my cultivation has also improved a bit?"

"It's your own magic breath that repairs your body's damage. As for your cultivation base..." Mu Qingzhou coughed, his face burning hot, "Both you and I are beneficiaries of the double cultivation method."

Yang Yi was skeptical, but Mu Qingzhou had already changed the subject: "Now we are separated from Duxuan, we are not familiar with each other in the Demon Realm, and we cannot contact them through magic to expose the traces of spiritual breath... and the traces of your aura... The isolation talisman was shattered by Di Jun's palm, so I have to find a way."

But fortunately, although Yang Yi's breath-isolation spell was broken, the excess demonic breath in his body gradually took over. At this time, most of Yang Yi's breath was demonic, so he could be fooled.

So Yang Yi thought of a bad idea.

"It's better if I don't hide it anymore, and you don't need Qingzhou. When I meet the demons, I will say that you are the favorite slave of the heavens I caught... oops!" Yang Yi covered it and was hit hard by Mu Qingzhou. Forehead, "Forget it if you don't want to...Qing Zhou, you beat me so badly..."

"...Ridiculous!" Mu Qingzhou became furious, "If you talk nonsense again...don't even try to touch me again."

"Okay, okay, let's not talk anymore." Yang Yi leaned forward flatteringly, and pulled Mu Qingzhou to rub against his face, "In short, my current breath can be counted as the upper half of the demon clan. No, I will cover you with my breath, we will try our best to force people to go, go to the Blood Lake, and leave marks along the way so that they can find us."

Mu Qingzhou couldn't think of any other good way for a while, so he said, "That's it."

With Mu Qingzhou's consent, Yang Yi was about to set off while leading the others, but Mu Qingzhou broke free from his hand, turned around and carved a few symbols vigorously where the two of them had landed.

"This is the oldest script in the Heaven Realm, from Duxuan's generation. If they pass by here, they should be able to see it." Mu Qingzhou explained.

"A special mark... This is the best." Yang Yi looked at Mu Qingzhou with horrible sticky eyes, which made the latter turn his head uncomfortably.

Seeing this, Yang Yi laughed a few times, and stopped teasing him. He still took his hand and picked a random direction before walking away.

Mu Qingzhou followed beside him, and couldn't help stretching out his right hand hidden under his sleeve.

On the scar on the right wrist, there was a faint magic breath like a light ink rendering.

Just once?

Mu Qingzhou frowned.

Yang Yi has been paying attention to him from the corner of his eye, seeing him frowning staring at his wrist, he turned his head to ask him.

Mu Qingzhou shook his head: "It's nothing."

Taking advantage of the situation, he lowered his arm, and covered his whole hand in the wide sleeve again, feeling uneasy, and put his hand behind his back.

Ling Yuan stood by a river with his hands behind his back, staring at the traces on the ground in front of him without making a sound.

"It has been confirmed clearly that the remaining traces of spiritual power here are Sirius Tanlang, Vulcan Zhu Rong, and... the Emperor of Heaven." Ling Han walked back to him, saw him staring at the ground in a daze, and couldn't help asking, "What are you looking at?"

Following his gaze, he saw a circular circle on the ground, and there was a trace left by a rune in the circle.

"Hmm... I've never seen this kind of talisman array before. Could it be that those gods have come up with some new tricks?"

Ling Yuan said: "The rune is not the point, but the aura of Dijun in this circle is the strongest, and there is another aura that I have never felt before."

"Have you never felt it before?" Ling Han thought for a moment, "Is there anyone in the heavenly world who can alarm Zhu Rong and Di Jun? Which one of us has not seen anyone with status?"

Ling Yuan didn't answer, took a step forward and squatted down, dipped some dirt in the circle with his hand, put it under his nose and sniffed it.

The demons have a very keen sense of smell, so even though Di Jun's breath stood out in the majority, and there was a smell of being burned by Duxuan's original fire on it, he still discerned an imperceptible smell from it.

"It was drawn with blood." Ling Yuan chuckled lightly, "It reminds me of a child with amazing blood power."

[The author has something to say: Thank you Huang Fang for the recommendation ticket~]