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I summoned. "

Ye Qiao was stunned immediately.Yan Qiong simply continued: "I am already 330 years old this year - the lifespan of a spiritual person is much longer than that of ordinary people, and the lifespan of a high-ranking king is basically about a thousand years old. 96 years ago, my spirit I have reached the level of a king, taking over my father's position... For such a long time, I have always been alone." Yan Qiong's eyes were full of loneliness and hesitation that Ye Qiao had never seen before: "I have lived through this alone. For many years, due to the limitation of status, there are very few people who can communicate with each other..." Yan Qiong spoke slowly, "I resisted it at first, or went shopping in the street market when I was very bored. , but there are few people who can really talk. The life span of a thousand years, something that ordinary people dream of, seems to me like a kind of torture, which is unbearable at all. But the spirit bears the duty of guarding, Life cannot be underestimated. So I really wanted to have someone who could accompany me all the time. Until... then by chance, I got a book handed down from ancient times and thought of a way.”

Yan Qiong held Ye Qiao's hand, looked at him and said, "I used my hair as a guide, took the lotus flower as my heart, and the lotus leaf as my lungs, injected half of my own spiritual power, and used the spirit summoning technique. I am in Jizhou Continent On the top of Jizhou Mountain, the highest mountain, they sang songs of death and seeking for three days and three nights, looking for the undead who best fits their own soul. Then," Yan Qiong stared into Ye Qiao's eyes: "Then, here you come."

Ye Qiao was stunned: "You mean, you summoned me?" Thinking of Yan Qiong's strange words when he first met Yan Qiong, he finally understood.

Yan Qiong nodded: "Yes." Then she lowered her eyes and said in a low voice, "I didn't know that I would summon you - no one has used Spiritualism before, and I was the first one to use it... ..I obviously summoned the undead, but somehow I summoned you..." Yan Qiong clenched her hands tightly: "I know you will definitely blame me, if it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be separated from your family... I, I'm sorry for you..." Yan Qiong's voice became lower and lower, and finally told the truth, he didn't know how to face Ye Qiao.

Ye Qiao was concerned about another question: "You mean, I have no father-son relationship with you, so you don't have to die, right?"

Yan Qiong was stunned, but still replied: "Yes, looking at it now, I shouldn't die immediately." Then she asked with some doubts: "Qiaoer, don't you blame me?"

Ye Qiao became annoyed for a while: "Strange! Why don't you blame you! You bastard, why didn't you tell me at first?! I thought I was hiding my background, and I was afraid that you would blame me-I didn't expect it to be your fault!"

Yan Qiong was ashamed for a while.

After being patted on the shoulder, Yan Qiong raised her head, and Ye Qiao's eyes lit up with a smile: "However, there is no problem with your spiritualism, I was..." Ye Qiao narrowed his eyes, thinking of the scene at that time: " I should have indeed died at that time, I vaguely heard your singing, and came here unknowingly..."

When Yan Qiong heard it, she felt relieved—it turned out that what she had been worrying about all this time had nothing to do with it!Worrying for nothing!Yan Qiong, who was ecstatic, was dazed for a moment, rubbed Ye Qiao into her arms, and kissed her head and face——

"Ah!" Yan Qiong covered her injured eyes with a sad face.

"Ah! If you dare to touch the young master casually, be careful that you won't be able to eat!" Ye Qiao said viciously, shaking his fist.

"Then if I'm not casual, I can eat and walk around, right?" Yan Qiong smiled hippie.

"Get out of here!!!" Ye Qiao yelled.

The author has something to say: today's company dinner, let's change today's portion first~ Tomorrow will continue, hee hee ^^

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Yan Qiong took Ye Qiao's fist that was coming again, wrapped it with her hands, hugged him into her arms, pressed his struggling body, and coaxed: "Qiao'er, there is one more important thing, you have to listen carefully. I said."

Ye Qiao gritted her teeth: "Since you want to speak well, let me go!"

Yan Qiong pretended not to hear, hugged her body tightly, and suddenly said in a hoarse voice: "Don't make trouble!"

Ye Qiao's body froze, and he didn't dare to move—the two of them were close together, and he could clearly feel the changes in Yan Qiong's body.Ye Qiao knew how much he weighed, and if Yan Qiong wanted to force him, he had no chance of winning, so he obediently remained silent.

Yan Qiong took a breath, and then said: "Qiao'er, from tomorrow onwards you will practice spiritual power with me. There is something wrong with your physical condition." Yan Qiong rubbed Ye Qiao's cheeks and ears intentionally or unintentionally. , and the hot air kept blowing into his ears, Ye Qiao was extremely uncomfortable.

Ignoring these strange feelings, Ye Qiao asked in surprise: "What's wrong with my body? Isn't it fine?"

Yan Qiong said sternly: "I don't know if it's because my spiritualism is not successful enough or for other reasons... Haven't you noticed that you are getting more and more lethargic now? And last time, it was, cough cough... I... lost control That time, it was actually because your soul showed signs of flying away..." Looking at Ye Qiao's furious face, he didn't dare to speak nonsense again, and immediately told what happened last time quickly, with a grievance on his face after he finished speaking Looking at Ye Qiao carefully.

Ye Qiao was stunned, is that so?He has also noticed the problem of lethargy. He used to think that it was because he slept too little in his previous life, and he had to make up for it in this life—although this logic seemed a bit strange to him, but the reason turned out to be like this!Just when I was about to ask, a small box was stuffed in my hand, and my body was also let go.

Ye Qiao opened the box and saw that there were three translucent pellets the size of soybeans inside. Although they were not very clear, you could still see the colorful colors floating inside.Ye Qiao thought for a while and immediately understood: "These are the medicines you gave me last time?"

Yan Qiong nodded, and said indifferently: "You don't know yet, I am not only a painting saint at the upper level of the spirit, but also a pharmacist at the seventh level!" After speaking, she looked like a fart, and said "come and praise me!" ", complacent.

"This is not an ordinary pill at all, it's made with your spiritual power!" Ye Qiao recalled that Yan Qiong had pulled out all the truth in order to cultivate her spiritual power, which obviously had something to do with her soul's instability. There are relationships.If practicing spiritual power can make the soul stable, then obviously the last time I had a situation, apart from spiritual power, what else can pull me back from the gate of hell? !Thinking of this, Ye Qiao's heart was both moved and sour, it must be very exhausting.

Yan Qiong knew that Ye Qiao was talented and intelligent, and it was normal to think of it, but seeing Ye Qiao's uneasy and guilty expression, she couldn't bear it, so she immediately teased: "If you are very moved, just give me a kiss?!" After speaking, he pointed at his face, looking like a hooligan.

Then there was a light kiss on the face.

Yan Qiong watched Ye Qiao retract her body and blushed, at first she didn't react, and then she was ecstatic.He called out tentatively: "Qiao'er?" and hugged Yeqiao into his arms again.Seeing that Ye Qiao didn't struggle, he slowly pressed his lips onto Ye Qiao's ruddy lips, and gently tossed and licked.Ye Qiao closed her eyes, and obediently let Yan Qiong kiss her, the blush on her face deepened.Looking at Ye Qiao like this, Yan Qiong simply didn't know how to describe her ecstatic mood.Couldn't help but forcefully pried open Ye Qiao's tightly closed teeth, and his tongue broke in.

Sweeping over Ye Qiao's palate, Yan Qiong curled up Ye Qiao's uvula, which kept shrinking and retreating, and kept sucking and licking.Feeling Yan Qiong's hardening, Ye Qiao was a little terrified, this strange experience made his body weak, and he couldn't stand still, so he stretched out his arms and put his arms around Yan Qiong's neck, sticking his whole body against him.

Yan Qiong hugged Ye Qiao tightly, moved her lips behind his ear, licked it, felt Ye Qiao shrank her body, and sucked his earball again, Ye Qiao trembled a little, which made him a little Fear, and a little bit, anticipation.

Ye Qiao's body tensed up when her gown was pulled away, but she still didn't resist.At this time, Yan Qiong suddenly stopped, pulled Ye Qiao's skirt, hugged him tightly, and kept panting—to call stop at this time really required too much perseverance.Ye Qiao was a little puzzled, and couldn't help twisting his body. Yan Qiong growled, "Qiao'er, don't move yet!" Not sure what's going on here.

It took a while for Yan Qiong to calm down, let go of Ye Qiao, and asked softly, "Qiaoer, do you like me?"

Ye Qiao was taken aback, he should have said "like", he was ready to be fucked by that...but the only two words seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and he couldn't say it.

Yan Qiong sighed, and said seriously: "Qiao'er, I'm very happy that you didn't reject me. But, I want to spend the rest of my life with you. So," Yan Qiong said solemnly: "I have to wait for you to like me Only then will I really combine with you, at least, until you know what liking is." With a bitter smile, Yan Qiong continued: "I don't want you to be with me because of emotion, and I'm afraid that you will regret it and hate me in the future .And," Yan Qiong's voice became more astringent: "After all, your unstable soul is probably due to me, so you don't have to feel that you owe me anything. I did everything willingly."

Ye Qiao didn't quite understand these words, but he knew that Yan Qiong was doing it for his own good, so he nodded without saying anything.Yan Qiong hugged him for a long time before reluctantly letting go.

The author has something to say: Hehe, when will Yan Qiong get what he wants?There is a long way to go, hee hee~