Worrying about having sex with myself every day

An Qing didn't expect that the road to find the authentic Amethyst would be so difficult, and it would be more accurate to describe it as full of oolongs.

After Mu Yinrui said that An Qing's amethysts were still young, An Qing wanted to pick them out one by one to have a good look and ponder over them, but when he picked out the first one, all the black crystals on the entire hall instantly disappeared. Alive, oh no, it became lively and cheerful in an instant.

As I walked, the black crystals under my feet flew up, and I would not say such things as almost tripping over...

It doesn’t matter if they fly, they still have a small temper and formed a small group by themselves. The specific performance is that when they reach out to grab one, the others will attack this hand together with group love—black crystals of various shapes Stone attacks, all with 36 changes in group skills.

This group likes to swarm around and then crash together neatly. This group is probably addicted to playing songs and especially enjoys the fun of combos. That group has sharp horns, so aggressive. Looks, turned out to like to roll collectively on the arms?What do you like? !

Anyway, there are all kinds of tricks, it is impossible to guard against, unexpected, there are only combinations that An Qing can't think of, there is no combination that they can't make up, they are black crystals, and they hold together for themselves.

Because of the [-]% united nature, An Qing would be beaten if he caught something wrong.

As a monk, I am not afraid of being beaten, but it feels really bad not to be able to fight back if I hold back my light and be beaten. After all, if I accidentally fight back, I might blow up the genuine Amethyst!What a test of patience!

It stands to reason that An Qing, who feels bad, should also be in a bad mood, but there is no way, there is Xue Fan in his knowledge, who is so sweet that he is too sweet and his IQ is also high.

Xue Fan saw that Anqing was trapped among the circles of black crystals, and he knew that Anqing was worried that the power of the talismans and talisman formations would destroy the crystals. In addition, he had practiced for many years than Anqing, and there was something in his mind. Then he came up with an idea: "Qing'er, although I still don't know why you can't take the initiative to attack, I think it should be feasible for you to hit these black crystals directly."

This sudden idea has no scientific basis at all, it is purely an instinctive intuition left over from being a god for many years, but An Qing has no intention of doubting this unfounded intuition, and just asks why. Concentrate the magic energy on the arm, and punch the black crystal stone suspended in the air.

Unexpectedly, the black crystal, as if he had eaten something delicious, completely sucked away the magic energy condensed on An Qing's arm, and then swayed twice, it was obviously a piece of black paint The jet-black black crystal stone, just like this swaying, makes people see a face that deserves to be punched.

"Qing'er, don't use demonic energy, nor spiritual energy and demonic energy, just hit him." Xue Fan's voice reminded An Qing of his sea of ​​consciousness. An Qing failed once, and he still had no doubts. He just punched him. The black crystal stone was hitting right, and before the black crystal stone was enough to shake it, it fell to the ground with a punch from the sky, and the falling posture was [-]%!

An Qing, who had never fought with his own hands in his life, had a surge of enthusiasm for no reason, even blowing up a hundred talismans was not as refreshing as punching him!

Feeling Anqing's joy, Xue Fan turned his mouth up, moved his footsteps slightly, and his clothes had changed into a black strong suit, and he raised his voice, "Hunyuan Qi returns to Yuan Gong, Shuanglong catches beards and dances in the air, and Chunlei shakes in the air." Raising a crouching dragon violently, like a long rainbow and a cloud frame, shaped like a pear flower curling up to pick a bee, push your feet straight up Qingyun Road..."

Word by word, with a deep and unique voice, An Qing knew that Xue Fan was different from him even if he used his body in his previous life. It was especially strong because Anqing didn't go to see Xue Fan on purpose, and Xue Fan's voice was completely different from his previous voice, very unique and pleasant, like a bottomless cold spring, at first glance it would be confusing. It feels cold, but the tone of voice is soothing, but rather gentle, with a comfortable warmth.

An Qing didn't think he was voice-activated, but he had to admit that Xue Fan's voice was the most pleasant he had ever heard. Naturally, he would not talk to Xue Fan about this, and only occasionally let Xue Fan make trouble in the sea of ​​consciousness. An Qing never realized that he had extraordinary trust in Xue Fan, even though Xue Fan had lied to him, even if Xue Fan had indirectly hurt him, he could trust Xue Fan from the bottom of his heart.

Therefore, when he heard Xue Fan's pleasant voice and saw Xue Fan's rhythmic moves with a glance of consciousness, An Qing subconsciously followed Xue Fan and punched together, it seemed that it was because of the trust between them, and it seemed that Just because Xue Fan and An Qing's sea of ​​consciousness merged into one, and it seemed that An Qing was born with extraordinary talent, An Qing completely kept up with Xue Fan's rhythm, and every movement never faltered in the slightest.

Xue Fan once spent a long time alone. He was not good at socializing, nor did he have the intention to communicate, so he developed a love for reading scripts. After training, just hold a jade slip or a volume of books, and you can spend half a stick of incense watching. The set of boxing that comes out of your mouth is the famous Qinglong Chuhaiquan in the Shaolin Temple in the mortal world. The movements are simple and unpretentious, but practical. It's big, it's just right for beating black crystals now.

At that time, it was just a leisurely entertainment for Banzhuxiang. Now Xue Fan is reciting boxing formulas in a loud voice while moving with the sound. He feels that An Qing is also following him. , I actually felt that boxing entertainment by myself was a bit lonely... This thought disappeared in a flash, and Xue Fan didn't know how simple and pure the smile on his face was.

In the mortal world, the Qinglong Chuhai Fist, also known as the Little Arhat Fist, is showing its magnificence in the quiet hall of the Tianyin Palace in the Wofeng Continent.

I saw a man who could be called stunning, with jet black long hair flying up and down, repeating every move, obviously the most simple and unpretentious, but coming and going at a rapid speed, like a broken bamboo, obviously there were no two people in the hall, but it seemed Accompanied by someone at the side, he used a set of rigid boxing techniques to strike a stunning beauty. At this time, the sun was setting and the sun was shining into the hall. There were thousands of black crystals floating on the hall. They were originally pitch-black black crystals. The stone, under the sunlight, becomes crystal clear, showing a black and bright luster, which is quite shining.

Under the light of thousands of shining black crystals, the man placed among them also shone brightly, forcibly turning the shiny black crystals into a foil, the man was wearing a good ice blue This elegant and gorgeous dress is completely unsuitable for boxing. When punching, the sleeves of the brocade robe will be blown up by the wind of fists. It stands to reason that it should It's ridiculously ugly.

However, looking at the man's coherent and smooth movements, the bulging sleeves are reminiscent of wings, flying high, and every punch is firmly hit on the glowing black crystal, and the black crystal lands one after another. Falling, it was like turning into meteors, forming a beautiful meteor shower. Under the bright light, the man's exquisite facial features were dyed with a bright luster, and the corners of the man's mouth only slightly raised, and the joy overflowed like this Filled the whole palace.

The hearty "get rid of the willow dance and return to the wind", accompanied by the heroic spirit of "the sword points to the seven stars through the exquisiteness", is vividly reflected in that move and a light smile.

Until he suddenly remembered a somewhat abrupt "ch—" sound, the man stretched out his hand and quickly picked up the spar that was about to fall.

"Qing'er, this is the one. According to your ingenuity and the strength of the previous black spar, it wouldn't make such a sound." Xue Fan said with a bit of unfulfilled fist.

An Qing nodded, indeed, at first he thought that the crystal was very fragile and would be broken with a punch, but he found that the texture of the black crystal was very hard, and he could only return the black crystal to its original position without any punch. The punch just now feels completely different.

An Qing opened the palm of his hand, and looked at the dark circle in the palm of his hand. It really looked the same as other black crystals. Thinking that black crystals could also absorb magic energy before, An Qing put the magic energy into it. Condensed in the palm of the hand, the magic energy was quickly absorbed by the spar in the palm of the hand, and it became darker and brighter, not like amethyst at all.

An Qing wondered, did she find the wrong one? : "Why is it still like this, Afan, did we find the wrong one?"

Xue Fan also looked at this spar, and said in a flash of inspiration: "Qing'er, don't use magic energy, try spiritual energy."

Even though An Qingdang withdrew the magic energy and condensed the spiritual energy in the palm of his hand, the spar in the palm of his hand trembled for a while, and then slowly absorbed the spiritual energy, but the absorption speed was much slower.

An Qing has no doubts, because he saw that the color of this spar gradually changed, gradually faded from black, showing a little dark purple.

When the amethyst gradually returned to its original color, An Qing realized that the aura he could provide was almost exhausted.

Crouching Phoenix Continent was originally the base camp of the demon clan. Although An Qing could also absorb spiritual energy, after coming to Crouching Phoenix Continent, he practiced Sunshine Moon to absorb completely demonic energy into his body.

Just when An Qing was thinking about what to do, she found that there was another ball of spiritual energy in her hand. An Qing was surprised, and quickly realized that there was obvious anxiety and worry in her tone: "Afan, what are you doing?" ? You haven't returned to your body yet, take it back!"

Amethyst, which was still slow to absorb the aura just now, absorbed this group of aura that was obviously much more pure, but absorbed it extremely quickly, and the deep purple also turned into a beautiful lavender.

"It's late," Xue Fan said with a smile, "I'm fine, don't you really want to quickly complete the three requests and find the talisman master behind you?"

Anqing was made angry and funny by Xue Fan's upright and reasonable tone, and then heard Xue Fan say in a soothing tone: "To reward me, shouldn't you come in and kiss me? I haven't kissed for a long time. !"