Worrying about having sex with myself every day

"I thought it was just a suspension of the plan? I didn't expect the ancestor to be very leisurely." The uncle Aotian, with peach blossom eyes, did not hide his dissatisfaction in his tone. He has never respected the strong. He has a sense of self. The arrogance and self-confidence that he has never discovered, he firmly believes that he will be above all the strong.

"I'm talking about the end, the end. It's good now." Xiu Ran's tone was flat, and his eyes were calm, as if he was looking at a child who was making trouble for no reason.

Uncle Aotian snorted coldly, that is, the figure attacked Xiuran very quickly, but a late Yuanying, facing a Mahayana period single, was not at a disadvantage in terms of momentum, and the evil spirit on his body was undisguised, quite a bit Very frightening posture.

With a light flick of Xiu Ran's fingertips, the fierce attack was bounced back lightly like two or two strokes of a thousand catties.

"The dark sun is fierce!" Taishu Aotian's figure flashed, and his hands quickly formed seals. In an instant, a lightning-like black streak appeared on his body, which was as thick and round as a bucket, and went straight to Xiuran. Attacked, and even spread, the light dimmed for a while.

Xiu Ran remained motionless, seeing that violent blow landed on him, his whole body was enveloped in a burst of darkness, Grand Uncle Aotian took advantage of the victory and pursued, another "Ghost Flame".

Taishu Aotian's face turned pale all of a sudden, but a smile appeared on his face, his hands kept moving, obviously he was going to strike again, if anyone saw it, he would be frightened by Taishu Aotian's desperate posture Stop, I saw that Taishu Aotian's spiritual energy has been exhausted, but he is still urging, forcefully urging all his meridians, and the Nascent Soul at the dantian is also completely black, as if he has been cultivated. Dissipated in general.

It's just that the expression on Taishu Aotian's face couldn't be seen at all, only arrogance and wantonness.

However, when a black flame sprang out of his palm again, the flame that had just emerged was suddenly extinguished, and Xiu Ran, who was wearing a blue shirt, walked slowly and lightly, with no expression on his face, watching Uncle Aotian seemed to be looking at a naughty junior, he just said lightly: "Have you played enough?"

It's only half a quarter of an hour, and it's up to you.

Taishu Aotian fell to the ground with a bang, but his face was full of smiles, showing no sign of defeat at all. He was really a desperate lunatic. Xiuran walked straight away from Taishu Aotian, and a black mist came out. Xiu Ran tiptoed, the black mist dissipated, and Xiu Ran walked out without turning her head, as if she didn't care about the life or death of her uncle Aotian.

And Taishu Aotian's eyes flashed a trace of persistence and even a trace of pity. The next moment, Taishu Aotian, who looked like he was on the verge of death, with his spiritual energy exhausted, his meridians broken, and his Nascent Soul damaged, smiled and felt the bone-eroding pain. It was all beads of sweat, but his smile didn't change a bit, and there was a black air all over his body.

About an hour later, Taishu Aotian, who had been lying on the ground, stood up, and he recovered completely, and his cultivation base also improved a little.

It is for the sake of "Supreme Death and Underworld Art" to put one's death to one's death. If it is to become stronger, why not sacrifice one's life? level, so he likes to overwhelm the strong, just because he wants to become the strong.

Xiuran is very clear about the way that the most talented junior in the family has been walking for thousands of years, and he will never forcibly stop it. Everyone has their own way to go, and no one can interfere, just like his way, just like Yan Xuan's way.

Xiu Ran walked slowly, like a mortal with no cultivation, looked at the man who was staring at the handsome man in the room with a raised mouth, and then turned to the beautiful man in the room leaning against the window, but the way of the two people was not very clear , he can't see through it, and he can't figure it out, maybe it's not necessarily the variable brought by Taishu Aotian, Xiu Ran counts, and there are still five days.

Not far away, Zong Yuqi, who watched Taishu Aotian and Xiuran fight again, spit out the blood that surged up due to the coercion, his eyes were dark, he thought that since the master caught him, he would be tortured He would have killed him, but he never expected it. The master just said lightly: "You did a good job, you can continue."

He doesn't understand, even if he steals the master's talent to read minds, so what, he still doesn't know what the master is thinking, and he doesn't know what the ancestor is thinking, even what the two mainlanders who are lower than him are thinking He couldn't understand anything.

Zong Yuqi didn't know that the talent obtained by his family's forbidden technique would weaken his ability, because it would damage his merit. Secondly, even Taishu Aotian's mind-reading technique had a huge disadvantage, that is, It is ineffective for those who are determined and prepared. An Qing didn't know it at the beginning, but later he took precautions and naturally he would not be found out.

Zong Yuqi couldn't help but fell into a moment of confusion, his Dao heart was also a little unstable at this moment, his eyes were red, and there was a faint black and red gas all over his body.

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Anqing was still pretending to be a thinker, but the sudden smell made Anqing suspicious, so he poked around, and found that Zong Yuqi's mind was unstable, and he was a little mad, although it was not enough to overcome the evil of the heart. But it will also accidentally hurt the foundation for a while.

Half of An Qing himself is a demon, and he has experienced a few times of inner demons. Out of instinct, this obsession is still a bit greedy. An Qing pursed his lips, a little startled by his weird thoughts, and his eyes But unconsciously, he always drifts towards Zong Yuqi, whose Dao heart is unstable. If he can absorb some of the black and red around him at this time, it should feel good, right?

As soon as this thought flashed, it became bigger and bigger. Anqing didn't even notice that his body, which was so weak that he couldn't move, even teleported to Zong Yuqi's side when the thought came up, and waited for Anqing to recover. Come on, there was still a smear of black and red gas in the palm of his hand, and Zong Yuqi was already pale and unconscious.

An Qing looked at the black and red gas in his hands, a little at a loss, like a child who stole an unknown food, he was both happy and frightened, he could feel the strength in his body gradually regaining strength, and the mixed feeling of not moving for a long time Qi also slowly flows through the meridians.

Xue Fan noticed An Qing's abnormality at the first time, but when he followed An Qing to the side, Zong Yuqi had already fainted, and An Qing looked at him bewilderedly, like a helpless child, looking at him. Seeing him twitching in his heart for no reason, he hugged Anqing, and said very naturally: "Good boy, are you scared? Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

The tone is exactly the same as coaxing children, one speaks naturally and the other listens at ease, and they become harmonious for a while.

Xiuran, who just happened to wonder if An Qing and the two were variables, also saw this scene, and his pupils shrank slightly. Could it be the Nightmare or the Heart Demon?It doesn't look like it.

Xiu Ran was thinking about it, but found that the half-demon, half-demon who was being hugged in his arms showed a smile, flirtatious and evil, even the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and his ethereal and alluring appearance instantly became extremely alluring, this is ... Before Xiuran could figure it out, the smile disappeared, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was extremely shy, and he retracted into the man's arms, revealing a pair of clear purple eyes.

Born with evil spirits, good and hypocritical adults, bewitching people's hearts, but born by fate, it is because of variables!On Xiuran's usually calm face, there was finally a hint of deep thought and relief. Finally, this change has come, which is very good.

Xiuran, who was relieved, also gained some popularity. He didn't disturb the variables, but went back to the room by himself, and took out a somewhat crude necklace. The necklace was made of a red string with a safety buckle. Plain and simple, the red string has fluffed up a long time ago. Xiu Ran brushed it with his hand, and the red string became brand new and beautiful again.

This necklace was given by his master when he and Yan Xuan were not cultivating immortals, each apprentice had one, and the one in Xiu Ran's hand belonged to Yan Xuan, because his own had been thrown away when he was able to cultivate immortals, and Yan Xuan Xuan has been well preserved.

At this moment, Xiuran suddenly felt an emotion called missing. He missed Yan Xuan. He and Yan Xuan are two very different people. He seemed to have a bad temper, but he was the most tolerant one. He was overjoyed because he was able to cultivate immortality, but Yan Xuan frowned.

He thought that Yan Xuan also wanted to cultivate immortality, so he did everything he could. Part of this effort was due to love, and part of it was due to the vanity of not forgetting the old man. He couldn't tell the difference. Xuan also embarked on this road of cultivating immortals, but he ignored that Yan Xuan was different from him. Yan Xuan did not want to cultivate immortals. He knew it as early as the moment he forced Yan Xuan to step into the immortal gate, but he pretended not to know. .

He is dignified and considerate of everything, but Yan Xuan is very sincere, he does what he thinks, and never talks empty words. Yan Xuan likes the real and beautiful world, and his kindness is completely different from him. Yan Xuan hides it with his irritability All the tenderness of myself.

He felt that Yan Xuan was stupid, and was delighted that only he could know Yan Xuan. He couldn't understand Yan Xuan's deep love for this world, and couldn't understand Yan Xuan's obsession with secretly going down the mountain to see his parents every seven days. He couldn't understand Yan Xuan's theory that being a human being is more comfortable and real than cultivating truth... He only remembered that he loved him, and used this love to imprison Yan Xuan.

Seeing others saying that Yan Xuan is in the midst of blessings but not knowing his blessings, seeing Yan Xuan helpless but having to face him every day, seeing Yan Xuan stubbornly refusing to admit defeat and maintaining his poor self-esteem, he only felt extremely happy, he wanted to , He will never love someone so much in his life.

It wasn't until Yan Xuan died that his heart seemed to collapse, but there seemed to be no waves, and he realized that he just wanted to be another Yan Xuan, and he started to make himself another Yan Xuan, but he still couldn't find a way. When the immortal teacher came in a dream, he counted his fingers, he knew that his opportunity had come, the catastrophe of annihilation was coming, and preserving this world must be something that Yan Xuan would do, so he would do it.

Perhaps as early as when that frowning but gentle boy stretched out his hand and said to him, "Hey, brother, my family can share half of your family." He had his own way, that way The name is Yan Xuan.