Worrying about having sex with myself every day

The atmosphere of eating deliciously is easily contagious, so even if Xue Fan, Hao Yan, and An Zhenji have two Golden Elixirs and one Nascent Soul, they don't need to eat much at all, and under the guidance of An Qing and Ling Qihan, they ate Quite a lot, eat and drink enough, after perfecting the CD, drink some wine, chat, this kind of leisure, there is a kind of magical pleasure.

An Qing used the cleansing technique on his hands and face, then picked up the ice-blue small wine glass, and took a sip. The wine glass contained some reddish plum wine. It was a bit hot, and Anqing's face was stained crimson with just one sip. The blush on the young man's fair face was like the best rouge, refreshing and beautiful, making the delicate young man a little more gorgeous for no reason.

An Zhenji, who has been expending magic power to look at An Qing's constrained and determined face, is especially touched. Her red lips are smudged with wine, her fair face is stained with a blush like the morning glow, and her eyes are slightly misty and still tinge. With water vapor, the beauty is a bit thrilling.

The demon race is an extremely beautiful race, and the monks in the cultivation world don't know how to count, and they all have exquisite facial features. An Zhenji, who claims to have seen all the beauties in the world, had to admire An Qing's appearance again in his heart. Sister-in-law, a demon idol, a fox saint, the child she gave birth to will be extremely beautiful. He naturally knows this truth, but what makes him even more strange is that every time he sees An Qing, he feels different, and the temperament around him is different. different.

When we met for the first time, An Qing's appearance was indeed more delicate than ordinary people's, and his frown and smile were a little youthful and attractive, but it was a little distorted, like a meticulously painted picture of a beauty, but it was just an indifferent It's just a picture of a strange beauty.

Later, he wanted to take care of An Qing casually before leaving, but found that An Qing's physique could not absorb demonic energy and demonic energy, which aroused his interest. At that time, his focus was not on seeing beauty in Anqing But fake appearance.

Afterwards, Anqing didn't know what happened to her. When she saw it in Liuzhou City, there was a bit of aura in that distorted beautiful face, but the somewhat gloomy eyes covered the brilliance of her face, like looking at a flower through a fog, making people look at her. It's not real, and I want to get rid of the fog.

But now, An Qing's appearance seems to have cleared the fog, and it has more sense of reality than before, and this sense of reality also makes the initially beautiful, somewhat fake appearance have soul and emotion, it is really beautiful.

An Zhenji thought about it, rubbed his fingers over the wine glass, and then glanced at Xue Fan who was sitting beside An Qing. What's more interesting is that it's not only his little cousin who has changed, but also the personal heir of the ancestor Yuxu. Little apprentice, Xue Fan.

And if his little guys are not mistaken, Liuzhou City has been following his little cousin's tour.The head of the merchant is also Xue Fan. If he hadn't believed in his little guy, he would not have believed it. It's the same guy, but does his pretty little cousin know about it?

The corner of An Zhenji's mouth twitched, and he took a sip of the plum wine. It was too light, but the Mozu's wine was more flavorful.

Putting down his wine glass, An Zhenji said with a smile: "Speaking of invitations, I have a few of them. I don't know if they are the same. Do you want them?"

Hearing this, Xue Fan threw the two invitations on the table as if throwing money, and then An Zhenji also threw out a few invitations, not to mention that they were exactly the same, with gold letters on the red background. It looked like a wedding invitation, but it was actually an invitation to the famous Nine Turns Linglong Pagoda.

The Nine Turns Linglong Pagoda is actually somewhat similar to the Secret Realm of Shixu, but the Nine Turns Linglong Tower is controlled by the forces of the Nine Main Cities, while the Secret Realm of the Stone Ruins belongs to the various sects, and the Nine Turns Linglong Tower and the Secret Realm of the Stone Market The opening times of the two are all similar, which reduces some disputes and brings more order. Anyway, they all open at the same time. Those who have access can naturally go to the secret realm of the stone market in these years, and go to the Jiuzhuan Linglong Pagoda in the next few years. Matters of mutual benefit belong to the default unspoken rules, and everyone understands them.

And this invitation post is a small prop for mutual benefit, but An Zhenji's invitation post and the invitation post sent by Su Jinglun look exactly the same at first glance, and then look carefully at the words on the invitation post, and the final inviter is The difference is that one has the word "Demon Gate" printed on it, and the other has the word "Shuiqing City" printed on it.

An Qing saw that the word "Demon Gate" looked up slightly. The Demon Gate was established after the opening of Qianlong Continent and Crouching Phoenix Continent. In less than 20 years, the strength is extremely strong. The respected demons are the main ones, but monks of other races are also recruited. It can be said that it is the best place to practice violent madness. Seeing that An Zhenji can take out four invitation cards at random, he thinks he has a good status in the demon sect. Low, and a high status in the Demon Sect means strong strength.

... To tell the truth, every time I think of An Zhenji acting cute with his bright face, I really can't see that he is strong.

After Hao Yan saw clearly what kind of invitation it was, he naturally reached out and put the invitation into the storage bag, and then said solemnly to An Zhenji, "Thank you, Brother An."

An Qing looked at the two invitation posts that seemed to be identical except for the signing party and asked: "If the signing party is different, is the entrance different?" The items in the passage have never been to the Nine Turns Linglong Pagoda, which is as famous as the Stone Market Secret Realm.

An Zhenji nodded, and tapped on the square wooden table with his fingertips: "I received the news that the entrance is different. Mine is to enter from the southeast gate of the Nine-Zhuan Linglong Tower. Generally speaking, it goes directly to the Nine-Zhuan Linglong Tower. The third floor, as for Shuiqing City, I heard that you enter from the southwest gate of the Nine-Zhuan Linglong Pagoda, but I don't know which floor of the Nine-Zhuan Linglong Pagoda you enter."

An Qing nodded, and then accepted the two invitations from An Zhenji. It was obvious that An Zhenji was familiar with people, and the more people there were, the more reliable it was: "Thank you, cousin, order what you want to eat."

As for Xue Fan, he had already secretly transmitted Anqing, expressing that he was not in a hurry to go to the secret realm of the stone market. Of course, his tone was full—recently, I am a rebellious protagonist who does not intend to listen to the system, and has been oppressed by the system for a lifetime An Qing naturally agreed.

If Life Winner System 007 knew about it, he really wanted to give Xue Fan a hard look, did you pay me every time I took the top of the tank?

So the happy nine-turn Linglong Pagoda adventure tour was settled. Su Jinglun, who thought things were sure of everything, really didn't expect An Zhenji to come out halfway, disrupting his plan.

Su Jinglun, who still doesn't know that his plan has been disturbed at this moment, looks at the girl who is smiling brightly at him, with a face full of trust and concern, and is a little dazed, "Brother, look, this is called a massager. Didn't you say your name a few days ago?" Will your hands get sore after writing for a long time? This can be used to massage your hands. When the big ball rolls, it can massage your arm, and the small ball can massage the palm of your hand. There will be a kind of crisp and comfortable feeling..."

Su Jinglun took over the weird-looking utensil without a trace of aura fluctuations. He felt a strange feeling in his heart. He still had an impeccable elegant and gentle smile on his face. With a little pampering, he patted the girl's head and said softly with a smile : "You...have spent all your energy doing these mortal things again, are your hands injured?"

Put the weird-looking instrument without a trace of aura fluctuations into the storage ring on the left hand that holds some insignificant things, and then stretched out his hand to pull the girl's hand hidden behind her back. Sure enough, the white and tender hand was covered with scars, although it was because of the care of aura. , the scars are already very shallow, but the girl's skin is very tender, which looks particularly eye-catching.

Su Jinglun took out a box of good snow jade ointment, put some on it, and gently applied it to the scars on the girl's hands, and said softly, "Does it hurt? You don't need to spend so much effort on your brother."

... You don't need to spend so much energy on me, or you will hate me even more.

The girl, Su Xihui, felt a chill in her hand, and she was very comfortable. She shook her head and said obediently, "Brother, it doesn't hurt. You are my brother. If I'm not good to you, who would I be good to?"

Su Jinglun paused slightly when he heard the words, and applied the medicine as if nothing had happened, and put the snow jade cream in the white jade box into Su Xihui's palm: "You take this well, rub it three times a day, and your hands will be completely healed the day after tomorrow... ..."

Halfway through the talk, he took back the box of snow jade ointment, and said helplessly and tolerantly: "You must not remember, I should wipe it for you every day, so that I can monitor whether you are going to hurt yourself again." hand."

Su Xihui felt the care of Su Jinglun holding her in the palm of his hand, and her heart was as soft as a puddle of water. She nodded solemnly, and smiled like a cat stealing fish: "Then brother can't forget~ "

Su Jinglun nodded, but was unexpectedly hugged by Su Xihui, and a soft voice came: "Brother, I'm really, really happy, so happy..." After finishing speaking, it was as if As if embarrassed, he turned and ran out with his head down.

Looking at the figure going away, Su Jinglun reached out his hand to his chest and touched a piece of wetness. Su Jinglun frowned and changed into a suit of clothes, but finally folded the clothes in a strange way, put them away again, and took out the The mortal thing called a massager, when he pressed it, his fingertips felt numb. The next moment, Su Jinglun frowned, and dropped the mortal thing as if he was electrocuted.

After a while, he picked it up again and put it back casually. In a few days, he will forget it, he thought.

……

Although there is still a week before the Nine Turns Linglong Tower will be opened, but because the southeast gate of the Nine Turns Linglong Tower appears is still some distance away from Shuiqing City, so Anqing and his group purchased supplies before embarking on a journey .

The monk's footsteps are fast, and the distance is not very far, so the five Anqings are also advancing while exchanging ideas and practicing along the way.

When An Qing was in Liuzhou City, he kept trying fingerprint talismans, and later tried his own and Xue Fan's fingerprints, but failed. After hearing An Qing's idea, An Zhenji thought it was very interesting, and the two got together to study it. After getting up, An Zhenji also suggested that it is better to try the blood talisman, blood and fingerprints are different for everyone!

An Qing thought for a while, then nodded, and then the two people who got in began to bleed frantically...

Xue Fan didn't know it at first. After all, An Qing was by his side, so he withdrew his divine sense. Seeing it with his own eyes was different from seeing it with his own eyes, so at first he thought that An Qing and An Zhenji were just two people. The fingerprint talisman mentioned before studying Anqing.

Later, I felt that two hours of research was long enough, so I took a finished roast chicken that was considered a success, walked to the side of the two, and shouted at An Qing: "An Qing has eaten, and there is roast chicken."

Then Anqing, Anzhenji and the two suddenly turned their heads, Xue Fan saw two pale faces, even the lips were bloodless, his brows were furrowed, and he said in a somewhat cold tone: "How did you become so?"

An Qing took the roast chicken and said weakly: "We are studying blood talismans."

The blood talisman... Xue Fan's forehead twitched, his spiritual consciousness really couldn't leave An Qing for a moment, he fed An Qing two pills, and decisively ignored An Zhenji.

An Qing took the unknown elixir with peace of mind. It tasted a little sweet. After a while, he felt much better. Coupled with his own recovery ability, his complexion soon became rosy again. He also had an accident today. It turns out that his recovery ability is not omnipotent, that is to say, when the damage speed is faster than the recovery speed, he will have to bide with the world. At the same time, An Qing also discovered that the monk's blood recovery ability is not so fast. Yes, oh, and the blood of the demon race is redder than that of the human race. It is that kind of bright red, which is quite beautiful.

Thinking wildly, An Qing took a bite of the roast chicken, tsk, it's so salty, An Qing couldn't help but said, "It's so salty, this roast chicken."

Hearing this, Xue Fan said casually, "This is roasted by Haoyan, I'll roast one for you."

An Qing nodded, and joked with a smile: "When will you know how to roast chicken? Can you eat it?" You must know that he has always been a poor cook.

Xue Fan said with a natural expression: "I just refined a magic weapon for roasting chicken recently."

... The self who specializes in tools is different!

In line with the principle of not wasting, An Qing still finished the very salty roast chicken. While drinking water, he went to see Xue Fan's magical roast chicken magic weapon.

Anzhenji, on the other hand, was circulating the demonic energy to restore himself, while smiling meaningfully, the blood-increasing pill was refined from other people's blood, and it could restore vitality as quickly as possible. This is not a pill that decent monks would have.

……

An Qing saw Xue Fan's skillful movements, and he was playing with a magic weapon with a calm expression. It was a bit similar to the modern rack of roasted fruit and wood roast ducks, but it was smaller and closed. Xue Fan was manipulating the fire and roasting it like refining a elixir. The chicken still cut two knives on the chicken in a decent manner, and smeared some nectar and seasonings from time to time. After half an hour, Xue Fan opened the magic weapon and said to An Qing: "You can eat it, you have a taste, be careful hot."

Although this roast chicken looks very similar to the salty roast chicken before, An Qing thought that this one looked much tastier, so he praised Xue Fan with dignity: "It looks very good, You are amazing!"

Then enter the mouth, although it is not as good as the works of Huiwei Pavilion, the taste is quite good, not bland and not salty just right, the outer skin is roasted crispy, and the chicken inside is also full of flavor, An who has no resistance to roast chicken Qing quickly finished eating one, and then An Qing said to Xue Fan, "One more!"

Xue Fan opened his mouth to talk about another topic: "I specialize in utensils, and my understanding of talismans is not as deep as yours, but the primary school teachers have always taught us that things can't be done overnight, and the blood of monks is not released immediately. .”

As soon as the "primary school teacher" was mentioned, a sense of nostalgia rushed over her face, and suddenly a simple sentence of admonition had a feeling of confiding in her heart, An Qing nodded: "I was too eager, I even forgot to say it." What does the primary school head teacher look like, male or female?"

"Female, wearing glasses, short hair, thin, I like to start with 'attention, classmates'..." Xue Fan said solemnly, in fact, he didn't know what Anqing's primary school head teacher looked like, gender Men and women, this broad description is nothing more than the vaguest teacher template.

Sure enough, An Qingjing Xue Fan, the head teacher of the primary school, couldn't remember such a description. It seemed that there was such a teacher in his head, and it was probably his primary school head teacher. Many memories of his school days also popped up in his mind, so An Qing Qing Xiao smiled: "Elementary school, it was the most noisy at that time. If there was any disagreement, I would go to the house to reveal the tiles. Do you still remember that junior high school used to have physical examinations, and the results of the high school entrance examination were included. At that time, it was to make me run faster. , A teacher even said that he would invite me to dinner..."

Appropriate nostalgia also appeared on Xue Fan's face, and he said, "Isn't it that I didn't invite you in the end." From An Qing's tone, you can know the follow-up development of the matter, and it's easy to follow.

"Yeah, I was so desperate at that time, just for that empty meal, I felt quite stupid. When I was young, I thought mathematics was the most difficult thing, but later I found that the most difficult thing was physics, and then I found out that the analysis of inorganic non-metallic structures is actually more difficult. Disaster……"

Xue Fan picked up the conversation at the right time, and listened to An Qing's memories slowly. He could imagine An Qing's life, An Qing's appearance in that strange world. Fascinated, he couldn't help but pretend to hide and pretend again, just to listen more, and more.

Memories turned them into a circle, connected end to end, seemingly inseparable.

Brothers and sisters Hao Yan, who practiced hard, kept quiet all the time. They were enjoying the joy of cultivation while they were in meditation. An Zhenji, who was leaning against the tree, was slowly adjusting his breath to let himself recover because he didn’t have the blood-enhancing pill. For a while, no one disturbed the two people who were talking happily.

……

In the dense woods, a voice with fighting intent broke the tranquility of the woods: "Fu Po!" Then there was a "boom", and the woods were covered in smoke, and the figure could not be seen clearly, and there was a faint black figure that kept moving. At this moment, there was a figure standing upright, the cloak behind him was gradually raised, and a somewhat deep voice sounded: "The wind rises."

I saw the figure of a dragon gradually forming, the smoke dissipated instantly, and the forest returned to its bright appearance, and at this moment, I heard another voice: "Let's rise!"

The standing tall figure didn't see a trace of panic, and walked quickly: "Zhanlong step." The fallen leaves were rolled up with dust and looked like a wind dragon, tumbling and leaping, and another strange one appeared in the woods. The figure standing still was a boy in gray clothes.

"Amulet break! Dodge!" The young man avoided the oncoming wind dragon very quickly and dangerously, and then the young man threw out two more talismans, chanting an unknown formula: "How many times! ...Thunder! Water! Gather!"

A jet of water with lightning appeared in the air and rushed towards the wind dragon with claws and claws. There was another "boom", and the leaves in the forest rustled. The wind dragon disappeared, and the water jet also disappeared, leaving behind a mess.

Before the battle was over, the fast-moving figure opened his mouth wide: "Yulong Yin." A dragon's whistle went straight into the young man's ears, and it was deafening.

The boy's head was in a daze for a while, and the aura subconsciously circulated in his hand was poured into the talisman, and a bright red line on the talisman lit up. The boy endured the pain in his head, and threw the talisman in his hand. The wandering figure Quickly dodged, ready to avoid, but the talisman seemed to have eyes, and hit him in the middle.

At the same moment, the two of them continued to the end at the same time. At this moment, two figures, one big and one small, came out. A man with a cold expression directly hugged the boy, while the other young man who was smiling happily was forced to hold the boy with one hand under the little girl's urging. He picked up a guy who was much bigger than him.

It turned out that on this day, An Qing continued to restrain his bloodletting to study blood talismans, and after studying the auxiliary talisman array, he really achieved a small success. An Qing, who succeeded, prepared thirty talismans excitedly, and then Went to fight Hao Yan one-on-one, Xue Fan’s routines were all his own in his previous life, he was too familiar with it, he didn’t feel it when fighting, Anzhen Jixiu was a Yuanying, and he was a high-ranking member of the Demon Sect, the one-on-one fight was only for being abused , or Hao Yan is the most suitable. As for Ling Qihan, little loli is only practicing Qi, so I am really embarrassed to make a move.

Hao Yan always believed that although An Qing was weak, he was an excellent talisman master, and he happened to have comprehended new moves, so it was okay to practice his hands, so he naturally accepted An Qing's challenge.

The first thing An Qing said after waking up rubbing his head was: "Did I win?"

After confirming that An Qing was fine, Xue Fan replied, "No."

An Qing sighed, but there was no frustration in his eyes: "In the end, Hao Yan's sonic attack was almost like an ultrasonic wave, it was too powerful..."

"However, Haoyan didn't win either." Xue Fan's next plain words made An Qing raise his head and smile happily. Does one Haoyan equal several Nascent Soul Stages?

No wonder An Qing was so happy, he also tasted the sweetness, because after listening to Xue Fan's words that day, after listening to Xue Fan's words that bloodletting and refining blood talismans could not be unlimited, An Qing carefully studied the "Tale Master" Auxiliary rune array, this really found a good rune array, called the tracking array.

At first, Anqing thought it was a formation to track people, but it was strange. Could it be that the formation is like setting a GPS on a person?Later, after some research, I found that the tracking array is not used to track people at all, it is used to assist the attack to lock the target.

Lock on the target!Is it cool in uppercase?So An Qing tried to combine the tracking array with the talisman and the attacking talisman. This morning's competition was also the first test of the power of a living creature. I didn't expect the effect to be very good!And also because of the tracking array, Anqing got the correct method of making the blood talisman,

He can make a talisman array on the talisman. It doesn't need to be a complete talisman array, it can be just half of it. For example, blood is the pattern of the tracking talisman array... Sure enough, the power of the talisman is locked, and at the same time, it fits better with the tracking array.

Practice really is the truth.

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December [-]th, although there is no festival on this day, it is also a special day, because the Stone Ruins Secret Realm and the Nine Turns Linglong Pagoda are opened at the same time on this day, and the time between the opening of the two is only one hour apart.

Qingfeng Town is a small town with no magnificent buildings and a small population. Only half of the people in the town are real monks. Today, Qingfeng Town, which is usually quiet and leisurely, is very lively, because it is predicted that this year's September The opening location of the southeast gate of Linglong Pagoda is in Qingfeng Town.

The intuitive feeling for the mortals in the town without cultivation is that there are a lot of extremely handsome men and women. As mortals living in the cultivation world, most of them will not be short-sighted, let alone their own relatives and friends. Some of them are monks, and they have learned something about the appearance of monks, but the extra beauty still makes the mortals in the small town feel dazed. Condensed, the awe-inspiring aura on their bodies is not something they can bear.

These sudden men and women are naturally a group of children of the Momen. The eight elders of the Momen each have two invitation cards, so 24 demons, people or demons, appeared in Qingfeng Town together.

Speaking of the Demon Sect, apart from being strong and recruiting based on strength, there is also a very special requirement, that is, only good-looking ones are accepted. It is said that this is the requirement of the Sect Master. If you say that Sect Master is also magical, You must know that the head of the sect is only in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, six of the eight elders are in the out-of-body stage, and the other two are already in the late stage of Nascent Soul. However, the sect master in the mid-Yuanying period was able to defeat the eight elders.

Needless to say, it is more difficult to abuse people across levels, so it is often said that the greatest joy of new monks who have entered the magic sect is to single out brothers and sisters who are much higher than themselves. The elder's proud apprentices are also keen to single out the master once a month, and they seem to suddenly understand why the Demon Sect has been able to stand strong in the Qianlong Continent in just a dozen years!

At this time, the 24 handsome devils gathered in the only inn in Qingfeng Town, making the simple and clear inn sparkle instantly. I saw an extremely glamorous female devil in a silk red dress, stroking I touched her long nails decorated with beautiful Lancome, and said in a charming and charming voice: "Old man, have you sent a message to the door owner? Has the door owner arrived? The door is about to open."

The so-called old man is a handsome male devil in a navy blue robe, half of the sword in "Hua"'s hand is exposed, and he said with a smile: "Stinky bitch, there's so much nonsense, who are you calling old man! Find a fight!" ?”

"Hmph~ I'll hit you later if you lose money. I don't know how many bags of spirit stones you owe me. You shameless old man." Going out, Dadi fanned his fan and shouted coquettishly, "My dear apprentice, let's fight and play together..."

All of a sudden, the inn was full of swords, lights and swords, all kinds of colorful spells flying together, and all kinds of harsh abuse or teasing...

And in a small square not far away, a group of mortals gathered, each of them had spirit stones enough for half their lives, they were sent here with the spirit stones half a quarter of an hour ago, and they looked like they had collapsed The shops and inns... Although holding such a large bag of spirit stones has a vague premonition, it is so effective, and I am a little caught off guard.

I don't know how long it took before five people appeared in Qingfeng Town, three youths, a boy, and a little girl, who looked no less than the saboteurs just now. Hearing the sound of fighting that could not be ignored, there was a handsome young man , smiled heartily, and said to the few people around him in a proud tone: "This is the favorite warm-up activity for us Demonmen."

An Qing looked at the collapsed houses, and those figures who were fighting and slobbering, it was really a unique warm-up activity.

With hesitation on his face, Hao Yan still chose to hold Ling Qihan in his arms, and said: "Don't be afraid, with my brother here, I won't be accidentally injured."

Ling Qihan let out a clear laugh: "Brother, I'm not afraid, you can go to play if you want, as long as you don't get hurt." Ling Qihan, who grew up in An Zhenji's education, has gradually understood that her brother's belligerent mentality needs to be active. Upward guidance and support, this is a very important person, and the little girl who feels the great responsibility has slowly realized the essence-the preaching skills of the research freak are really terrible.

Then An Qing saw that Hao Yan's face seemed to turn red. It was a very novel feeling. It was a photo stone. This expression is awesome. It must be a lot of money to sell to Ling Qihan in the future. Xue Fan discovered it with his spiritual sense. A group of mortals holding spirit stones in the square also noticed that this piece of houses is one block, or rather, there is only one row, and none of the rows are residential houses. Xue Fan guessed that it should be a row of shops or restaurants.

However, Haoyan didn't get what he wanted, because he saw An Zhenji snapped his fingers, and the figures that were either flying in the sky, jumping on the ruined walls, or wrestling with each other stopped. When it came to An Zhenji, everyone's eyes lit up, and they said in unison: "Master, let's fight!"

Whoever wins will be the head of the sect, because everyone wants to be the boss!It's just tacitly so emboldened!

An Zhenji flicked away a young man in blue who jumped up to him with one hand, and said with a hearty smile, "It's too ugly, I refuse."

Hearing this, the members of the demon sect laughed unceremoniously at the young man, but the young man scratched his ears as if he hadn't heard it, and then lazily said: "Master, if I'm ugly, who looks good?" ah?"

An Zhenji pointed at An Qing with one hand, and removed the stern look on An Qing's face, and said proudly, "My cousin!"

The corner of An Qing's mouth twitched, obviously he remembered that the magic gate in his memory was not of this style of painting, it was obviously famous for its decisiveness, what's the situation, because An Zhenji is the master of the gate?

And the Demon Sect people who just laughed loudly, including the young man in blue, also fell silent. They didn't know how to describe the beautiful young man in front of them, so they really agreed with that sentence. Looking at him, it seemed that everything in the world had lost its color, and I just felt dazed. Taking a breath of air, I even wanted to pinch myself to see if I was dreaming.

Hao Yan and Ling Qihan turned their heads curiously when they saw everyone's reaction, then the two brothers and sisters opened their mouths wide in unison, covered their eyes, and said in unison: "Brother/Sister, did you see? He actually looks so Shiny..."

Then Haoyan pulled his hands down and looked at Ling Qihan, and said solemnly: "Sister, you are the prettiest in my brother's heart!"

Ling Qihan nodded when she heard the words, and said in the same serious way: "Enen, my brother is also the prettiest in my heart!"

The corner of An Qing's mouth twitched again after noticing this scene, he seemed to have been fed a handful of dog food just now?It was really a show of defenseless face.

Xue Fan saw the demon's eyes, although he was not malicious, he was inexplicably unhappy, and quickly covered An Qing with his familiar appearance, and then he unceremoniously used his spiritual sense to attack the culprit. .

An Zhenji only felt a pain in the sea of ​​knowledge, a sweetness in his throat, and he was about to vomit blood, when he heard a familiar but extremely cold voice saying, "I hope this is the last time."

An Zhenji stuffed a few pills, and after adjusting his breath, he took a look at An Qing whose face was covered up again. Is this possessiveness really interesting?And this consciousness attack?An Zhenji lowered his eyes, making it difficult to see clearly.

An Qing was about to wear a veil or something, when he heard Xue Fan's cold voice: "No, it's done."

An Qing was stunned for a moment before realizing it, and smiled at Xue Fan with the expression "You are really my own": "Thank you."

An Qing looked up, and saw an extremely beautiful woman standing in front of him, she smiled at him and said, "Little Daoist friend, I think you are talented and have extraordinary appearance, you are really suitable to come to our magic gate, and it is us Sect Master’s cousin, why don’t you join us? You must know that our Demon Sect is the most protective and loyal, if you are bullied, we will seek justice for you!”

Before An Qing refused, Xue Fan said coldly: "He is from our Xuanjian sect, do you want to fight me one-on-one now?"

"The cold-faced boy is not bad, he wants to fight the old woman one-on-one! I see you!"

At this moment, a bell was heard not far away, everyone's hearts froze, and the Nine Turns Linglong Pagoda was opened!

Gradually, a quaint building slowly emerged in midair. This is the bottom of a huge tower. At first glance, it looks like a building, but the upper floor is shrouded in clouds and mist, which makes it difficult to see clearly. Somewhat mysterious, this is the Nine-Zhuan Linglong Tower. No one knows who the owner of the tower is, no one knows what the overall appearance of the tower is, and no one knows how many floors the Nine-Zhuan Linglong Tower has.

It's just that one day its key suddenly appeared in the hands of the major city lords, and it also came with an invitation card format, and people will find that "Nine Turns Linglong Tower" is written in ancient characters on each door of the tower. You can also know which floor you have come to.

Thousands of years have passed, and the monks have gradually been able to calculate one or two, and only nine floors are almost open. Over time, the Nine Turns Linglong Pagoda has become a secret realm similar to the secret realm of Shixu. The mainland is equally famous.