After securing the script of the villain Taoist

Sang Yuan thought he heard it wrong, but the temperature covered by his hands could not be faked.

He felt the strange change clearly, and when the charming blush covered his cheeks, he also understood what the object under his palm was.

This... this bastard!

He actually thought...thought...

Xu Shi was so ashamed that he couldn't even imagine these scenes in his mind.

Sang Yuan just wants to leave as soon as possible, but the wish power ball representing Qi Ning'an is circulating crazily in the body space at this time.The strong wish power poured out uncontrollably, as if urging him, the master, to fulfill this person's wish quickly.

Now, he finally saw Qi Ning'an's wish at this moment clearly.

The Sword Lord, who was supposed to be calm and cold-hearted, actually had such a longing for satisfaction. For a moment, Sang Yuan suspected that his wish power ball was broken.

The strange heat on the palm reminded him of the current scene, and Sang Yuan bowed his head and made a decision.

He decided that the wish didn't count.

He told himself that the wishing tree is inherently selective in what wishes come true.

"Let me go." Sang Yuan's blue eyes disappeared, and his tone was as calm as possible, "Jian Jun, please be sober."

It must have been a mistake during the induction process, he hadn't induced the Mahayana period, it must have been caused by his talent not being used well.

But he didn't know it was, even though he tried to speak with a cold face, the panic in his eyes overflowed.The eyelashes fluttered slightly, like a frightened butterfly spreading its wings.

Perhaps what he said had an effect, and Qi Ning'an's grip on his waist relaxed a little.His dark gray pupils reflected his own face, and he was looking at him intently, as if in a daze.

Sang Yuan's eyes flicked over his sword eyebrows that were almost slanted into his temples, and he quickly withdrew his hands while he was in a daze, and got up quickly after regaining his hands free.

Just when he was rejoicing that he was about to leave, Qi Ning'an's other hand suddenly fell on his waist, and then both hands were exerted together, with a sense of haste.

While struggling, Sang Yuan put his hands on his shoulders subconsciously and tried to prop up his body in order to escape.

But Qi Ning'an's strength was too great, and the hand that held the sword all year round seemed to carry a mighty force. Sang Yuan only felt his waist tighten, and his whole body fell down again, sitting directly on the source of the scorching breath.

"No..." He was forced to cry, his whole body was trembling slightly, and he buried his head on Qi Ning'an's neck instinctively, as if begging, "No...don't..."

Qi Ning'an had already come to his senses, and he used this to figure out that Sang Yuan was indeed responsible for the change under the Qinglong Pond. Although he didn't know why he did it, the ability he could use had long surpassed that of people in the Canglan Realm. Repair what you did.

According to his habit, at this time, Sang Yuan should be brought back to Xuantian Gate and handed over to the Torture Hall.

But he didn't do that, not only didn't, but obeyed the desire in his heart, imprisoned this person in his arms, and pressed hard on the desire.

The endless desire was completely stimulated by Sang Yuan's previous neglect, like a demon haunting him, making him want to indulge himself wantonly.

Not only Sang Yuan, but also Qi Ning'an himself felt very uncomfortable.

His brows were jumping, and he pressed his hands tightly, but he didn't make any more movements, as if he was suppressing, but also seemed to be ready to go, until he felt a little coolness on his neck.

is he crying

Qi Ning'an finally let go of his hands, but Sang Yuan, who had never experienced this before, forgot to get up.

The rough fingertips landed on the porcelain-white delicate skin, wiping away the tears for him.

"Don't be afraid..." When he was about to struggle again, Qi Ning'an almost squeezed out the words, "Don't move, otherwise I won't guarantee what I can do."

Sang Yuan was too scared to move.

It was rare for Sang Yuan to come back to his senses. At this time, his voice was muffled, his breath fell on his neck and caused tremors, and he almost responded with a cry: "Let go... let me go... okay... "

Qi Ning'an's eyes were as deep as the sea, he was silent for a while, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Aren't you going to help me fulfill my wish?"

Sang Yuan answered honestly: "No."

"But I think." Being able to not do anything to him is already a manifestation of his extremely strong self-control, but if he is allowed to get up like this, Qi Ning'an is afraid that the demons in his heart will become worse, "Sang Yuan, help me."

He repeated one more sentence, and then stopped talking, as if waiting in peace.

Sang Yuan's body was stiff for a long time, and then he said in a trembling voice: "I...I won't."

He wanted to dispel Qi Ning'an because of this answer.

"You will." He chuckled, and couldn't help rubbing the hand on his waist, until it made Sang Yuan tremble slightly, causing him to suffer at the end before he spoke, "By the crypt hot spring, what you did."

"Did you forget it?"

The not-so-cool voice fell in Sang Yuan's ears like a bolt from the blue, this reminder was like a key, unlocking Sang Yuan's deliberately dusty memory.

"Did you forget what to do with the ice?"

Qi Ning'an continued to remind him.

Under the night pearl, the shadows of the two overlapped, appearing ambiguous and affectionate.

He remembered!The vague guesses of those days finally came true, and on this day, the shock in his heart has not diminished at all.

He... does, but it's against himself.

Qi Ning'an knew that he remembered it, so he didn't give him another chance to think.

After a while of rustling, fine beads of sweat appeared on the foreheads of both of them.

Sang Yuan buried her head, not daring to look at it, but tried her best to ignore the abnormality between her fingers.His face was very red, and his black hair was scattered on both sides, intertwined with the hanging silver hair, making it difficult to distinguish each other.

The two were so close that he could hear the kicking sound of Qi Ning'an's efforts to suppress it, which was very attractive.

just... just this once...

When he thinks this way, he treats it as repaying the result of his mistake last time, and fulfilling his wish this time.

Also, the best of both worlds?

Thinking of this, the originally stiff hands softened.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiu De Sang Yuan's wrist was a little sore, and he reminded in a muffled voice, "Are you alright?"

The tone of grievance seemed to have hooks, where he didn't see, the whirlpool in Qi Ning'an's eyes was simply breathtaking.

Fei Tianling scattered for some reason, and the black hair poured down like a waterfall, bringing the fragrance of grass and trees.

The backs of Qi Ning'an's hands were covered with veins, and bean-sized beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead, sinking into the entangled hair of the two of them.He almost gritted his teeth to suppress the surging desire in his heart, and almost broke when he thought of Sang Yuan biting his lips tightly at this time, and the water was as moist as a spring flower stamen.

Don't be in a hurry, it's hard for him to be like this today.The fingers holding the waist kept tightening until Sang Yuan heard the sound of gasping, and then he let go again.

It's been too long, Jiu Desang wants to end his sleep early, but Qi Ning'an always takes him at a leisurely pace.

He gritted his teeth, remembering that he had peeked at the script, suddenly bit Qi Ning'an's earlobe, and called him softly: "Qi Ning'an..."

After feeling his whole body stiffen, Sang Yuan felt a little pride flashing in his heart.

Then, pulling hard in his hand, he finally heard a muffled grunt in satisfaction.

The strong smell haunted the two of them, and Sang Yuan didn't dare to move at all.

Sword Lord has always kept his word and said that only this time, after the end, he naturally has no shame to pester him again.After cleaning everything, Sang Yuan had already huddled under the quilt and looked at him vigilantly.

It's a pity that his eyelids have already drooped halfway, and he is completely non-threatening.

"Go to sleep." Tonight's Jian Jun's eyebrows and eyes are exceptionally soft, like a cat that has finally eaten the fish that he has been lusting after for a long time. He lowers his eyebrows and eyes, pressing back his deepest desire, "I meditate."

Sang Yuan believed him on this point.

So he turned over and quickly fell asleep.

And Qi Ning'an did meditate all night, but he never closed his eyes, and his eyes never left the raised arc of the quilt.

As the night darkened, the flying boat flew quietly in the high sky at the set speed. Even if there were occasional auras of exploration, they were frightened away by the coercion deliberately radiated by Qi Ning'an.

There was silence in the cabin, as if nothing had happened.

On the second day, Sang Yuan was woken up by the knock on the door.

He opened his eyes and saw that Qi Ning'an had disappeared without knowing when, leaving only a bare meditation futon on the ground.

"Sang Yuan, are you awake?" Changqing's voice was a little disturbed, the flying boat was about to reach the city of the dead, Jianjun was outside the boat cabin early in the morning, and the master was talking to him.

A good night's sleep, Sang Yuan didn't even have a single dream.

"Here we come." He shouted to Changqing outside, and then got out of the quilt. He was so shocked last night that he didn't even take off his clothes. When he woke up today, he always felt that there was a strange smell on it.

Rose-like tender red stained her cheeks, her clear eyeballs moved, and then she took her clothes and changed again.

There was soreness in the wrist, but fortunately there was no one else in the room, after Sang Yuan remembered what happened last night, his whole body seemed to be burned to the core.

"Bastard!" He cursed under his breath, and slammed the quilt twice, as if taking it for someone.In the end, he threw the quilt directly into the body space.

He waited for the burning sensation on his face to dissipate before opening the door.

Changqing saw his eyes light up and said, "The dead city is coming soon."

"So fast!" Sang Yuan tried his best to forget what happened last night, squeezed his wrist in his wide sleeves to relieve the soreness, "Then let's go out and have a look."

Changqing naturally agreed, but before Sang Yuan stepped out of the room, he couldn't help but glanced into the room.With just one glance, he saw the clean and tidy bed and the futon on the other side.

This is?

If he hadn't entered Xuantianmen, Changqing would have reached the age of marrying a wife and having children, so he would understand what he should understand. A guess flashed in his mind, and he tentatively asked: "Sang Yuan, when did Sword Lord go out?"

Sang Yuan was not on guard against him, and blurted out: "How would I know!"

The corners of Chang Qing's mouth could not help but curl up a little, he stabilized his expression, did not say much, but followed him to the outside of the boat cabin.

Outside the cabin, the conversation between Qi Ning'an and Yi Rou has ended.

Sang Yuan received his gaze, glared at him unceremoniously, and then walked to the other side to look down.Maybe the flying altitude of the flying boat is too high, and he didn't feel it when he was inside. When he looked down, everything on the ground shrunk countless times, making his mind dizzy for a while.

Qi Ning'an raised his feet and walked slowly towards the boat rail.

Yi Rou stared at the two people's eyes, thinking, could it be that Jian Jun had a conflict with Sang Yuan last night?But Jianjun's eyebrows and eyes this morning seemed to be indescribably soothing. Apart from the same cold aura around him, he looked much more popular than before.

The flying boat stopped suddenly, and she hurried to the side to take a look, and informed everyone: "The dead city has arrived."

Unlike the blue sky and white clouds where the flying boat is, what prevents the flying boat from moving forward is the black mist rising into the sky. Sang Yuan lay on the railing of the boat, as if seeing the black fog clearly.Suddenly there was a buzzing in the ear, and then countless voices drilled into the eardrum.

"Help me, it hurts so much."

"Who will save me, I don't want to die."

"What the hell is this, don't you care about it?"

"I hate it so much, I hate it so much..."

The screams and cursing fused together, turning into a strong resentment, telling the helplessness of death and the injustice of fate.

Sang Yuan only felt his temples twitching, catching countless laws of heaven and appearing in front of his eyes. The golden threads of laws continued to spread into the black mist, and slowly turned black.

Boundless karma and resentment flooded into the mind of this temporary Dao of Heaven, and Dao power floated out of his body uncontrollably, strangling the black mist fiercely.

But the resentment towards Tiandao in the black mist was so strong that it counterattacked.Sang Yuan felt a sharp pain in his head, he covered his ears and fell back to the ground.

"It hurts." These voices seemed to find a vent, and they kept drilling into his ears.

Qi Ning'an came to his side in just two steps, just in time to see blood flowing from between his fingers, dripping on his moonlight sleeves, like blooming blood flowers.

"What's the matter with you?" There was eagerness in his tone, and cracks appeared in the usual indifference on his face.

Yi Rou also noticed something strange, and Chang Qing ran over after her.

Sang Yuan's face had no trace of blood, it was frighteningly white, he covered his ears hard, curled his fingers uncontrollably, but he couldn't stop the sound from entering.

"Sang Yuan." Qi Ning'an had no choice but to cup his face, forcing him to look at her, "Calm down, what's wrong with you?"

Bi color appeared uncontrollably around his pupils, Qi Ningan suddenly turned his head and said coldly: "Don't come over!"

Yi Rou suddenly stopped in her tracks, grabbed Chang Qing who was still looking forward, and shook her head at him.

The cold voice gave Sang Yuan a few breaths of sobriety. He didn't realize that the blue color around his pupils was about to fully appear, and the breath on his body kept rising. This was the instinctive reaction of the main body when it was in danger.Under the unknown Qinglong Pool, the main body in the basalt shell emitted a faint green light, and then the pool water boiled for a while, and the branches inside the shell disappeared.

Sang Yuan let go of his hands covering his ears, and the blood overflowing from his ears flowed directly into his neck, looking terrifying on his porcelain-white skin, as if cracks had appeared in his whole body.

Su Bai's blood-stained fingertips pointed at the black mist, and he leaned weakly on Qi Ning'an's body, and said softly, "There is something in the black mist."

After finishing speaking, he took out a bi-color pill from the body space and ate it, and the rising aura finally stabilized.

The blood between the fingertips was unintentionally stained on the lips, like a gorgeous black camellia.

Qi Ning'an looked at the black mist with sharp eyes. In the law of heaven that Sang Yuan could see, those black lines seemed to tremble for a moment, and even the sound of resentment that kept drilling into his mind stopped for a moment.

Then, he leaned Sang Yuan on the railing of the boat, and stood up straight by himself.

The Tianyan sword came out at will and was held in his hand.

Qi Ning'an flew out, high above the sky, he looked down at the constantly clamoring black mist, his eyes showed a bit of softness when he looked at Sang Yuan, but when he looked at the black mist, he turned into an indifferent and heartless immortal in a blink of an eye.

There was no fancy sword move, he just raised his hand with a simple slash, and the vast white sword light flew towards the black mist like a bamboo, and the pure sword intent contained a strong killing intent, directly breaking through the blocking flying boat As the black mist continued to move forward, countless sword qi strangled the black mist with a kind of ability to open up the world.

Sang Yuan sat on the spot and looked up at him, and could even imagine that his brows were cold and his thin lips were tightly pursed.

He was angry at first, because he never thought that Qi Ning'an would pick him lightly like last night, and the target was still himself.

But it was such a person who solved his pain in the blink of an eye, and the wailing in his ears stopped in an instant.

The black mist disappeared, not only the black mist in front of the flying boat, but the black mist lingering above the dead city all disappeared.

Yi Rou noticed the change when she felt that the flying boat continued to move forward.

She stared blankly at the "renewed" dead city under the flying boat, with a pretty face startled: "The black... the black fog is gone."

At the beginning, Jianjun pushed the Yaomen back to the gap in the sky with his sword, and later he was seriously injured in the secret realm of the vast sea. My sword was broken. No one knows when the black mist will emerge from the dead city where the Yaomen used to be.

At that time, there were indeed many monks who volunteered to try to find the reason. Some even arrested the demon cultivators from the Yaomen to torture them, but they failed to find a solution. In the end, it gradually became something that many monks were helpless.

What's more, the black mist didn't hurt people at that time, and no one cared about it after there was no other way. Even Yi Rou didn't know that the black mist had become soaring.

Even attacked Sangyuan.

Previously, Yi Rou only saw Sang Yuan sitting on the ground suffering, and his powerless expression leaning against the railing of the boat, and thought that he was attacked by the black mist.

But now, Lord Sword can easily solve this headache for countless people with just one sword.

Compared with before, his cultivation base is even more incomprehensible.Especially on the way of swordsmanship, Yi Rou felt that he should walk in the land of no one.

Under one sword, no one is invincible.

After the black mist disappeared, Sang Yuan felt much better. He stood up while holding the railing, and the black line in front of his eyes turned golden again. He retracted the laws of heaven, and he understood everything in a blink of an eye.

These black mist were caused by wanton massacres after the city was once occupied by the demon gate. There are not only monks, but also mortals.Some of them died under the demon gate, and some died in the monk's fighting skills. Only the soul kept clamoring, and after no one was rescued, they finally resented and went to heaven.

However, Sang Yuan's previous Dao Power seemed to be particularly disgusted with this kind of resentment power, and he was not under his control. He strangled him as soon as he came out, and finally enraged the black mist completely.

Sangyuan, who temporarily replaced the Heavenly Dao, was only in the stage of transforming into a god, so how could he withstand the mutual strangulation of the two forces.

Not only that, but he seemed to vaguely feel the awakening of the original way of heaven.

But now, all the black mist was strangled by Qi Ning'an's sword, and he finally understood the strength of his sword to stab Tiandao.

The altitude of the flying boat dropped a bit, and Qi Ning'an also returned to the cabin. He still had a murderous look on his body, but his tone was somewhat gentle: "Is it better?"

He didn't even ask Sang Yuan the specific reason, just as there are many secrets hidden in him, the Taoist partner that the headmaster found for him from the place of Tianjimen's calculation is not as simple as it seems on the surface.

Sang wished him, what exactly did he want?In other words, the fact that he became his Taoist partner was actually in his plan, and even the senior brother who was in charge of the sect was hidden from him.

"It's much better, thank you." Sang Yuan seemed to have been seen through by him, turned his head a little awkwardly, and used a cleaning spell to feel much better. Seeing that he was still looking at him fixedly, he couldn't help but say, "You What are you thinking?"

Qi Ning'an didn't seem to think about it, his eyes were deep: "You."

Sang Yuan: ...

After seeing the matter and accepting it, Yi Rou heard the two clearly, and almost lost her good teeth.

He never expected that this usually taciturn and reticent swordsman could say something that would make people blush and heartbeat.

No, she didn't blush when she saw Sang Yuan, but gave Jianjun a hard look, and said softly, "Oh."

Yi Rou: That's it?What about the blushing and beating heart that you agreed to, chaotic like a deer?

Sword Lord's Taoist companion is really different!

She sighed, couldn't help patting the stunned apprentice, and said earnestly, "You should learn from it in the future."

It would be nice to be able to kidnap a powerful Taoist companion, so that your master will have two disciples who can be summoned.

Qi Ning'an was indeed thinking about Sang Yuan, but it was not what Yi Rou thought.

Because of the black mist, his eyes stayed on Sang Yuan more.

Sang Yuan was annoyed by his watching, and when the flying boat was about to fly out of the dead city, he seemed to think of something and said, "Elder Yi Rou, can you hear the flying boat below the dead city, I want to go down and see. "

"Soon." His wish felt something.

"This..." Yi Rouxiu frowned, seeing that Lord Jian didn't object, calculated the time, nodded and agreed.

Sang Yuan narrowed her exquisite peach eyes slightly, and said politely, "Thank you."

Yi Rou was almost taken aback by this talented smile, and waved her hand, "You're welcome."

The flying boat slowly descended towards the dead city, this scene was clearly seen by Yu Feichen inside.

At this time, there was a bird with red and gray feathers standing on his shoulder. This was the Jiugu who had absorbed the blood of the Phoenix from the Feng clan, the former young master of the Demon Sect, Jiugu.

After absorbing the blood of the phoenix, the tail feathers of the previously non-toxic dove became longer, with two red feathers mixed in the gray tail feathers, and the breath of the whole bird was also a bit mottled.

"Are you sure there is something you want here?" The Feng family died tragically. After Yu Feichen caught the murderer was his own spirit beast, he hurried on the road all night. He was not even allowed to return to the sect, so he could only hide in the dead city. middle.

With Jiuniao here, the black mist here has no effect on him.It's just that one person and one bird stayed here for many days, but they didn't find what it was looking for.

Yu Feichen couldn't help being a little anxious, especially after recognizing the shocking sword.

"Yes, my father hid his poison pill here before he died." Jiu Niao said, with hatred in his tone, "As long as I take the poison pill and obtain my father's poison, then I will It will become the only poisonous phoenix in the world."

Yu Feichen didn't believe it, and asked in the sea of ​​consciousness: "Zairi, is what he said true?"

Chasing the Sun answered with some uncertainty: "In theory, it is."

That is possible. He has no objection to absorbing the phoenix blood of the Feng clan. After all, the phoenix blood was also stolen by them. It doesn't matter if it is stolen by Jiuniao now, as long as it is not discovered.

Moreover, he has already signed a master-servant agreement with Jiuniao. If it grows up, it will be of great benefit to his future.

"You enter the spirit beast bag first." Seeing that it was unwilling, Yu Feichen grabbed it and stuffed it in, explaining, "Qi Ning'an is here, it would be bad if he found out about your existence."

As soon as these words came out, Jiuniao, who was about to get out of the spirit beast bag, was completely quiet.

The flying boat finally stopped, but Sang Yuan didn't expect to meet Yu Feichen here, especially when the other party noticed that they were coming, he took the initiative to show up.

"Elder Yirou, Lord Sword." He respectfully bowed to his disciples, with a submissive but neither humble nor overbearing attitude, "I didn't expect to meet you all here."

Yi Rou was also a little surprised, and asked, "Why are you here?"

Yu Feichen had already thought about the reason: "I heard that the black fog in the dead city is weird, so I wanted to check it out, but I didn't expect to see the sword light of the sword king when I arrived. It seems that I was unnecessary."

Sang Yuan felt that what he said was a bit yin and yang, but he couldn't say there was anything wrong.

He touched Changqing next to him, and whispered: "Changqing, do you think this is weird?"

Changqing came over and said next to him: "He means that if Lord Jian didn't come, he can handle it."

"Oh." Sang Yuan suddenly realized, and exclaimed, "No wonder you were able to be admitted to the scholar before, and you really have a good writing skills."

Changqing is modest: "Thank you."

The voices of the two were kept low, and only Yi Rou and Qi Ning'an, who were close by, could hear them.Qi Ning'an didn't respond, but Yi Rou couldn't help but twitched the corners of her mouth, after careful consideration, she felt that Chang Qing was right.

Yu Feichen didn't know what they were talking about, but he saw that the two were close and seemed to have a good relationship.A faint sense of disappointment flashed in his heart, but he didn't express it in front of everyone.

Jiuniao quietly huddled in the spirit animal bag, for fear of being discovered.

But Sang Yuan noticed something strange, because the phoenix tail feathers left in the body space were emitting a slight cold red light. This was the tail feathers that Feng Jun had repaired, and it carried his breath on it, even after he died. There will be changes.

Phoenix Tail Feather sensed the aura of the same race, perhaps the aura was a little weak, and he couldn't find where the problem was at the moment.

It's just that since this place can be called a dead city, it means that there are no other living beings.

Could it be that the phoenix tail feathers felt the breath of a certain phoenix feather?Sang Yuan was a little uncertain.

Seeing him looking at him from time to time, Yu Feichen felt better for no reason: "Sang Yuan, long time no see, where are you going?"

"Well, go do something with Elder Yi Rou." Sang Yuan only said something vaguely, then suddenly remembered something, his eyes stayed on his side, and asked, "Yu Feichen, where is your bird?"