Traveling to the cultivation text, I have sex with the villain

Mr. Zhang looked terrified. He already had the intention in his heart, but he didn't want to talk about it because of face. Xue Fulan's talk can be regarded as a step for him.In the end, under the witness of Yan Song and others, he hesitated to fulfill the lovers.

With Master Zhang's consent, Zhang Ruoruo and Wang En were naturally ecstatic.

No matter how mature her heart is, she is still a young girl who has not left the cabinet. After such a big change, she naturally hopes that her sweetheart can accompany her by her side.

So in the end, Mr. Zhang took his new son-in-law and went home happily.

Yan Song and the others matched up a pair of lovers, and they were also happy.

The only thing left to do was to catch the evil cultivator who was acting, and their sect mission this time was considered to be over.

The big event was about to happen, Hong Tong went back that night and asked the servants in the villa to make a table of good wine and food to celebrate their achievements in the past few days.

Fu Hu couldn't help but watch Hong Tong make such a big show.But they have really worked hard these few days, so they let him make trouble.

A few people are full of food and wine, Hong Tong is drinking madly in the yard, Yan Song is holding Qiu Chi and sitting on the porch watching the moon and remembering his hometown.

Hong Tong originally wanted to get them all drunk, but after a few glasses of wine, Yan Song didn't even feel a thing, and he started talking about smelling chickens and dancing in the yard.

"What a big moon." Yan Song held a thin bamboo stick and sighed while admiring the moon while picking his teeth.Modern air pollution is serious, not to mention the stars, even the moon can't be seen clearly.

But even though modern life is in every possible way, that place is also his home for more than [-] years.

Coming to this strange world, everything is different from the previous life, except the sun and moon in the sky, which will not change anywhere.Yan Song was preoccupied, and couldn't help but recited a poem, "I hope you will live a long life, and we will share the joys and joys of thousands of miles away."

Qiu Chi naturally heard what he said, and his expression suddenly became ugly. He didn't know what Yan Song's words meant, who was he thinking about?miss who?Who do you want to spend a long time with?

"Good poetry!! It was my poor eyesight in the past, and I didn't see Brother Yan's great talent."

As soon as Yan Song turned his head, he saw Hong Tong, who was drunk and flushed, crawled to his toes at some point.

Seeing that Yan Song had spotted him, Hong Tong lay on the ground and stroked his hair pretending to be cool, hoping to exude a little bit of his own charm.

"Are you drinking fake wine?" Yan Song saw the corners of his eyes twitching, and looked at his tonnage again, which was obviously not what he could handle, so he gave up the idea of ​​sending him back to the house.

"No and no." Hong Tong pretended to shake his head deeply, "I am getting close to nature, and feel the aura of heaven and earth more intuitively."

Yan Song hadn't had time to speak when he heard a "bang" over there, it was Xue Fulan who couldn't bear the madness first and went into the room to sleep.

"I'm worried about Brother Yan's poem, but I don't know what Brother Yan is thinking, what he is remembering, and I will help you sort it out."

Yan Song looked at Hong Tong who was pretending to be a stable senior brother: "..."

"I think donuts, I think cold noodles."

Hong Tong: "?"

"Who is the donut, who is the real person who baked cold noodles, and when did these two figures exist in the cultivation world, brother Yu, I have never heard of it." Hong Tong looked distressed and tried his best to look like he was thinking.

Yan Song burst out laughing, too lazy to talk to him, and greeted Chou Chi: "Let's go, A Chi, go back to sleep."

Qiu Chi obediently followed Yan Song, leaving Hong Tong lying on the spot alone.

"Hey, why am I the only one left..."

When Yan Song returned to the room, seeing Qiu Chi following him step by step, he was immediately amused.

"Achi, are you also curious about who the donuts and cold noodles are?"

Qiu Chi nodded obediently: "I've never heard my brother talk about these two people."

Yan Song couldn't help laughing again, he pulled Qiu Chi to his side: "Hahahahahahaha. Ah Chi, listen to me, these are not human beings, they are two very delicious things."

Qiu Chi's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he glanced at the gloomy eyes before, "Is it more delicious than what senior brother cooked for me before?"

Yan Song recalled something, took a sip of saliva, and stared at his eyes: "It's very delicious, the most delicious in the world."

"I think the meal my brother cooked for me that day is the best in the world."

Yan Song looked at Qiu Chi's stern look, patted his head meaningfully, and thought to himself, boy, you are still too young to know that there is something called hot pot in the world, and that is the real thing in the world. To taste.

"Brother..." Chou Chi muttered.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Yan Song looked at Qiu Chi, wondering whether he was being greedy by himself?

"It's okay." In the end, Qiu Chi still shook his head and didn't say anything.

Go to bed early and get up early.At dawn the next day, Yan Song heard the sound of Qiu Chi getting up, knowing that he was going to practice sword as soon as possible, Yan Song himself became interested, so he simply got up.

Yan Song tried to dance a section of ancient martial arts swordsmanship learned in modern times. Before the section was over, he heard a burst of clapping.

"Wonderful, I have never heard of or seen this set of sword techniques of Brother Yan."

Just at the end, Yan Song pulled a sword flower and took advantage of the trend.

"Brother Fu is laughing at you, it's just a low-level trick." The person who came was Fu Hu with a smile on his face.

Yan Song's words are really not modest. Although the ancient martial arts can be regarded as exquisite, they have evolved to the modern age where spiritual energy is scarce, and many of them are just for strengthening the body.If it is to be used for competition or killing, it is really a bit out of reach.

Fu Hu smiled, and didn't bother with this issue too much, he was passing by here at first, said a few words to Yan Song and then left.

Just as Fu Hu left, Qiu Chi came back from practicing his sword. With beads of sweat on his face, he walked up to Yan Song with a frown: "Brother, why are you talking to him?"

What Qiu Chi said was strange. The group of people had been together for so long, and had experienced life and death together not long ago. It stands to reason that they should have known each other long ago.

Yan Song is not surprised, the protagonist and the villain are originally two people, even if they feel that the aura is not in harmony, there is no problem at all, if Qiu Chi and Fu Hu hang shoulder to shoulder all day, Yan Song will be really strange.

He casually took the handkerchief he used and wiped the sweat off Qiu Chi's forehead and said with a smile, "Just chatting casually, it's not something important."

Qiu Chi didn't dislike it at all, it was used by his senior brother, instead he was so comfortable that he squinted his eyes, like a cat with its hair smoothed, but he still didn't forget to reject Fuhu at Yan Song, "He is not a good person , Brother, ignore him."

The model male protagonist Long Aotian only got comments from Qiu Chi that he was not a good person, and Yan Song couldn't laugh or laugh, so he could only follow him and agree to a bunch of unreasonable demands not to get close to Fu Hu.

After breakfast, several people gathered together as usual.

Although the missing girls have been found now, the murderer has not been caught yet, and they will be in the sect sooner or later. If you want to prevent such incidents from happening, it is best to arrest that evil cultivator and bring him to justice .

"But he had already escaped that day. Chijin City is so big, if we can find out who the murderer is?" Xue Fulan asked.

Hong Tong was drunk last night, woke up in the morning and found that he was sleeping in the yard, cursing and going back to catch up on sleep, and now he is still lying on the bed daydreaming.

"Junior Sister, don't worry, Senior Brother, I have a good plan."

Yan Song looked at Fu Hu's confident look, so he waited for his next words with peace of mind.

"Here, this is it." Fu Hu took out a palm-sized compass from his storage bag, with a pointer-like strip on it. "This thing is called Introduction, as long as the method provides one thing, it can find the place where the owner of this thing stays most often."

Chevrolet looked at this little thing and became interested: "It's so interesting, brother, where did you get it, why didn't you ask you to take it out and use it in the past."

Fu Hu smiled: "It's not mine, I borrowed it from Master Yan yesterday."

When Fu Hu mentioned Chevrolet in this way, he understood that it is not surprising that the Yan family has a large business and savings, and there are two or three rare items.

Yan Song had never seen such an interesting thing before, it was like a modern GPS positioning.

Fu Hu took out the piece of cloth they picked up in the secret road that day and put it on the Xunyin, and then read a formula, and the long strip on the Xunyin started to rotate on the compass automatically.

Yan Song and Xue Fulan were amazed and stared at Xun Yin without blinking.

After about a moment, the long bar on Xunyuan finally stopped slowly, and the arrow pointed in one direction.

Che Fulan cheered up immediately, "I'll go and wake up the fat man right away." After speaking, she ran to the wing.

The fat man was still sleeping soundly in his dream, but Xue Fulan grabbed his hair and pulled him over.

Yan Song was ashamed, thinking that the heroine had such amazing arm strength, then he glanced at Fu Hu sympathetically.

Fu Hu: "?"

Jumping like this, a group of five people finally embarked on the road to find the murderer.

Xun Yin led a few people all the way to the outside of Chijin City, and the scenery became more and more desolate and less and less human.

Chevrolet was wondering if this little thing was in the wrong place, when a shabby hut appeared in front of several people in the next second.

Fu Hu looked at the Xing Yin in his hand again, no matter how he intentionally changed direction, the pointer of this little thing was stubbornly pointing to this hut.With a flash of his figure, he blocked several people behind him, released his spiritual sense to investigate, and then turned around and said to the four people: "There is no one here."

Chevrolet was surprised: "Is it really the wrong place?"

Fu Hu shook his head, and took the lead to step forward: "Not necessarily, let's go in and have a look."

A few people followed, to see what was going on in the hut that suddenly appeared.

The outside of the hut is surrounded by a fence, which looks very crumbling and pitiful.