【Chasing Ling】Sijun can still be chased

Xiao Xingchen was stunned, really stunned, this voice, he will never forget it in his life.

It was Xue Yang, definitely Xue Yang.He knew that that person was still alive, and he knew that he could still find that person.

Realizing the reality, Xiao Xingchen suddenly panicked, "A Yang? Is that you?"

Xue Yang lowered his head, with an unclear expression in his eyes. After a long time, he raised his head and showed his snow-white teeth: "Yes, Daoist Priest, it's me. Yangyang is back, and you can't escape this time."

"!" With a soft sound, Shuanghua fell to the ground, Xiao Xingchen was stunned.At that moment, he returned to his youthful appearance.

As Shuanghua fell to the ground, his figure also fell gently along with it.

"A Yang, come here." Xiao Xingchen sat on the ground and waved to him: "Let me see."

"Taoist, you can't see it." Xue Yang smiled and ran out of Huya.

"And ah," Xue Yang pursed his lips and smiled, "Yangyang, I don't remember the Taoist leader."

Xiao Xingchen was taken aback, then raised his head stiffly, "Are you... serious?"

Xiao Xingchen himself didn't expect such a situation to happen, let alone when it started, a bitter taste came out of his mouth.

At this moment, how much he wished that Xue Yang would tell him that he was cheated with a mischievous smile like he did back then.

But no, Xue Yang said solemnly: "Yang Yang can't ask for anything from the Taoist priest, so he has no choice but to..."

Xiao Xingchen's heart trembled suddenly: "Have you drank the Wangqing Water?"

Xue Yang nodded, and said, "It seems so. Anyway, I've been in a strange place since I woke up."

Xiao Xingchen: "..."

Xiao Xingchen was silent, what if he wanted to kill someone?

"That's why Daoist Priest, God is unfair to us." Xue Yang continued: "I used to follow you, but you hated me; now you come to me, but I don't remember you."

The moment Xiao Xingchen lowered his head and raised his head, he suddenly smiled, very coldly, and said, "So what if I don't remember, isn't it enough for me to remember you?"

Xue Yang shook his head and said, "No, this is different."

Xiao Xingchen still smiled: "Why is it different, I said the same is the same.

If anyone wants to take you away again, even if it is a god... I will kill you. "

Xue Yang was stunned, he passed Wei Wuxian and looked over: Isn't it the breeze and the moon?Why don't you feel right?

Wei Wuxian shook his head: That was before, who told you now?

Before Xue Yang had time to think about what Wei Wuxian meant, he was dazzled by the white clothes in front of his eyes.

While the sky was spinning, a body with a strong heartbeat and a scorching temperature lay on top of him.

He could clearly feel the temperature of that person's breath, and the temperature was transmitted to his ears with Xiao Xingchen's magnetic voice: "As long as I make you never forget it.

In the future, if you forget once, I will beep—you once. "

Xue Yang nodded, then shook his head in horror, just now he thought it should be taken for granted.

But the problem is that he doesn't remember Xiao Xingchen at all, what he said just now all came out of his head.

He looked at Wei Wuxian as if asking for help, trying to struggle.

However, Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji had already jumped onto Bichen, and under a blinding white light, the two figures just disappeared.

That figure hides merit and fame deeply.

Xiao Xingchen naturally knew, he curled his lips in satisfaction: "I return that sentence to you, you won't be able to escape this time."

The warm air came in from the pinnae, Xue Yang couldn't bear it, it turned out that Xiao Xingchen was a prostitute, and he had been deeply poisoned, whether he remembered it or not, he would always be tempted.

"Daozhang, this is what you said...don't regret it." Before Xiao Xingchen could react, he rolled over and pinned him down.

After a long tongue kiss, Xue Yang took off Xiao Xingchen's obscene pants affectionately.

And then... his eyes were blood red——Xiao Xingchen has come to be his aunt! ! ! !

A love reincarnation