Palace Lord, he just wants to be beautiful

The second time of "double repair", the two of them seemed to be familiar with each other.

The few days of waiting had drained Tang Huan's energy, he didn't even need to fall asleep, he fell asleep in Yan Fei's arms.

A large amount of spiritual energy came from all directions, and while absorbing it, Yan Fei silently looked at his sleeping face, then leaned over to pry Tang Huan's lips open, trying to get rid of the demonic energy that he hadn't had time to polish off in the past few days.

Still to no avail.

After falling asleep, this body seems to only be able to absorb spiritual energy.

It can absorb magic when awake, and turn into a spirit body after falling asleep. Even if the seven sword spirits gather, it is absolutely impossible to have Tang Huan's ability.

The Son of Destiny is between Tang Huan and Yu Chuyang, but Yan Fei is more inclined to the latter. Compared with the Son of Destiny, Tang Huan is like a bait to set off a changing situation. With such a passive physique, once he cannot dominate the first place, he can only rely on it. The strongest survive.

Yan Fei touched Tang Huan's face again, um... It's still a double bait.

Maybe he shouldn't have left Changhuan Palace so early. There are practitioners of the Three Realms all over the place. After leaving the secret realm of spiritual energy, it is difficult to "double cultivation" without anyone noticing.

Xiao Changli, Eighteen Cave Mansions, and monks from the Three Realms are all threats.

Yan Fei's spiritual energy was getting faster and faster. Unlike other male pets, Tang Huan's spiritual energy was not fully filled, but he sucked away most of it.

The cultivation speed of the human-devil blood is far faster than that of pure blood. This is the reason why he surpassed Feng Ling Xianzun and ranked second on the list of golden elixir. Whether Tang Huan is awake or sleeping, it seems that Tang Huan is tailor-made for him. Customized "furnace tripod".

Yan Fei tightened her arms, looked at Tang Huan's painful expression in her sleep, then relaxed her strength, scratching her thin white chin with her fingertips to comfort her.

There is a rich and refreshing Changhuan fragrance in the nose, but those peach blossom eyes are as clear as water.

"One month, you should be able to break through Nascent Soul."

...

This time Tang Huan slept for ten hours, he opened his eyes without a sound, and continued to pretend to be asleep without a sound.

With the man in his arms, Yan Fei could sense every trace of his aura fluctuations, not to mention the aura that was gradually calming down around him.

"The restriction on Yu Chuyang's body is about to be broken." Yan Fei patted his lower back, "Sleep time is related to cultivation?"

Tang Huan: "I don't know, I lost my memory."

Before in Changhuan Palace, Tang Huan had "shuangxiu" with other male favorites several times, and no one ever mentioned the issue of time, but the time of his deep sleep these two times was indeed quite different.

He said uncertainly: "It may be that I haven't slept for a long time last time, and it was about ten hours before."

"Before?" Yan Fei raised her eyebrows: "After amnesia, the palace master has double cultivated with others?"

"Well, I slept for a few days before leaving the valley."

Speaking of which, he could recall the "Secret Method of Double Cultivation" and it was inseparable from Yan Fei.

"You almost killed me!" Tang Huan raised his head and crossed Yan Fei angrily, "Did you put me in a coma before you slipped away as a fox? I fell asleep by myself, if Xie Xuan hadn't come here In time, we don’t know what will become of it.”

Yan Fei recalled for a long time before remembering the Sleeping Art he used with his tail, his expression froze, "Xie Xuan... the demons in the Black Bamboo Cave rebelled?"

Tang Huan nodded, Xie Xuan's black face appeared in his mind, and he shuddered reflexively.

Because he had soaked in the Xuanbing Cold Pool together, he was extremely impressed with this male pet.

"Burning Fire Demon Clan." Yan Fei tapped Tang Huan's body a few times, thoughtfully.

The demon clan in Changhuan Palace seems to have extraordinary cultivation, not only Xie Xuan, but Ye Zhilan, Ji Yao, and those peerless geniuses at the Golden Core Realm are all difficult characters.

"But..." Tang Huan added hesitantly, "But he's actually alright."

"What's okay."

"It's just not as scary as it looks."

During the time with Xie Xuan and Ye Zhilan's third cultivator, Ye Zhilan defended him for the first half, Xie Xuan stayed behind for the second half, Tang Huan woke up in Xie Xuan's arms almost every time, and every time he was full of spiritual energy and safe and sound.

Tang Huan also curiously asked about the sequence, but Xie Xuan just smiled sullenly, or pinched his face and scolded him for being an idiot.

Recalling this past, Tang Huan touched his face with lingering fear, and changed his mind again: "No, it's still quite scary..." Among other things, Xie Xuan is the strongest male favorite he has ever seen!

Seeing him dazzled by the memories, Yan Fei's eyes turned cold, and he pushed his hand on his cheek: "The old relationship is unforgettable? We made a private decision for life."

Tang Huan choked, and gave him an annoyed look. He thought that this topic would be left as usual, but Yan Fei asked another question.

"How does he compare to me?"

than what?Worse than who?

Tang Huan said without hesitation, "That's still your scum."

Yan Fei: "..."

The Eighteen Caves come from all corners of the world, and after actual contact, the monsters don't have so many twists and turns, such as Ye Zhilan, Wen Jue, Yan Fei and other human races, but each one is better at fooling people.

Thinking of the plot, Tang Huan glanced sympathetically at Yu Chuyang in the corner.

In the original book, in order to gain Yu Chuyang's trust, Yan Fei first showed a gentle and beautiful image of a fairy. Now that this villain acts, if Yu Chuyang can still be emotional, Tang Huan can only feel the power of the plot is boundless.

Sitting up from the stone bed, Tang Huan asked casually, "How about you, how are you getting along with Yu Chuyang these days?"

"He's not as good as you."

"…Um?"

"Not as delicate as you."

Tang Huan's smile instantly froze on his face.

Yan Fei casually adjusted the messed up clothes, and untied the seal that sealed Yu Chuyang's five senses. Yu Chuyang quickly woke up and looked at the two of them in a daze.

Tang Huan hastily let go of the hand that was still gripping Yan Fei's clothes, stepped back a little stiffly, and assumed a well-behaved sitting posture. Yan Fei looked at Tang Huan's reaction strangely, as if he was too idle again .

Yu Chuyang's posture when he was in a coma was very awkward. After waking up, he painfully stroked his shoulder that had been pinched by a stone for a day. Seeing this, Tang Huan immediately threw a high-level spell to heal the wound.

Yu Chuyang was startled, and thanked Tang Huan slowly.

"Half a year in the same school, don't be so polite." Tang Huan rolled his eyes, jumped out of bed and walked to Yu Chuyang, and took out a few bottles of pills from the mustard space, "These are pills that can speed up the movement of spiritual energy. Find the sword spirit It can also be used on the road.”

Yu Chuyang couldn't hide his astonishment: "Give it to me?"

"Yeah!" Tang Huan smiled softly, "Brother didn't give me many pills back then."

Yu Chuyang glanced at Tang Huan, no matter how many times he looked at this face, it was a shock to his heart. Tang Huan thought that his life in Diancang Mountain was very peaceful, but he didn't know how many disciples lost their peace because of him.

Thinking of those fellow seniors who gave up practicing the Ruthless Dao for decades because of "Xiao Changhuan", Yu Chuyang's expression became tangled, and finally he reached out to take the bottles of pills and thanked him in a low voice.

Seeing that the protagonist accepted, Tang Huan's smile became even brighter, and he wanted to take the opportunity to get close, but Yu Chuyang's collar was suddenly picked up.

Yan Fei carried the person casually like a rabbit, and said impatiently: "Where is there so much nonsense, three days, don't run around."

The villain is often unpredictable, changing face is common, Tang Huan didn't take it seriously, and even looked forward to the protagonist's reaction.

The villains are all so virtuous, how can the protagonist be deceived again?

However, God did not wish.

This time the two left, three days after another, Tang Huan still didn't wait for anyone to come back.

The encounter between the villain and the protagonist often involves a series of unexpected plots. The spirit of love hides in the secret realm. The two disappeared, probably because they were involved in the trials set by the spirit of love.

The trial of the spirit of fear is to climb the ladder of the building of cultivation, and use perseverance to frighten the sword spirit. The trial of the spirit of love is not detailed in the book, but judging from the current situation, [-]% of it can promote the relationship between the protagonist and the villain The progress of the plot.

On the tenth day after entering the secret realm, Tang Huan sat by the lake in a daze, silently counting the days when the protagonist was reborn.

Once Yan Fei finds out that Yu Chuyang is the Son of Destiny, the plot will return to the right track. Although most of the plot before the protagonist's rebirth has been mentioned in one stroke, in those few strokes, it is also stated that the two have traveled together in the Three Realms for ten years. The starting point is This rookie conference.

"Ten years... the stones can be warmed up, so I really have no heart." Tang Huan murmured, provoking the blue mirror-like lake with the tip of his sword, his eyes reflected a little bit of light, which was quickly submerged in the mist.

Even if the protagonist is reborn soon, it will be a year after the protagonist and the villain have experienced together, which will affect the direction of the plot. How can Tiandao tolerate his intervention as cannon fodder?

And after knowing his physique, Yan Fei shouldn't let him go easily.

Tang Huan wondered and muttered, "Could it be that I'm going to die when I leave the secret realm?"

"Why did you die?" A question suddenly sounded behind him.

Tang Huan froze for a moment, and was about to turn around when his warm body came up from behind.

A pair of arms wrapped his arms around him, and his deep voice was close to his ears: "Who are you talking to? Why do you die when you leave the secret realm?"

That voice was clearly Yan Fei.

Tang Huan froze.

"...No one, I just said it casually."

Yan Feila gave a long-tailed "En", as if he didn't believe it, his serious eyes reflected on the clear water, Tang Huan stared at the reflection in the lake, his heart beating like a drum.

"With me here, no one can hurt you."

Tang Huan wanted to say that you are the golden core, and the villain doesn't have such a big halo, but when he got to the point of speaking, he was held back by the soft touch on his earlobe.

Yan Fei tentatively kissed him lightly, savoring it for a long time before she buried herself in his neck and sighed in satisfaction, "...it smells so good."

Tang Huan: "?"

The person who clearly made up his mind questioned him when he came back, and even stopped sleeping recently, but at this moment, Tang Huan's head was dizzy, and the complaints he had made for several days were all forgotten.

"You, why did you come back? Where's Yu Chuyang?" Tang Huan pushed Yan Fei, and when he turned around, he was speechless again.

"I just came back." Yan Fei said softly, "I've always been by your side."

That pair of peach blossom eyes that are sometimes charming and sometimes cold are full of affection. At this moment, she is looking at him with a smile, as if she can only see him. The tenderness in her eyes can almost drown people in it.

Tang Huan just looked back blankly, and didn't even hear what he said clearly.

Having lived in two worlds, he has never experienced this kind of consciousness almost flying out of the body, and everything he wants to say and do has become blank.

After an unknown amount of time, Tang Huan covered Canruo Zhaoxia's face with the back of his hand, "Why are you suddenly... I, I don't want to do this! Don't try to lie..."

"I love you."

Tang Huan suddenly fell silent, looking through the trembling fingers.

He obviously doesn't understand love, but he can clearly feel the love that is so warm that it melts.

The brows and eyes are alluring, but the eyes are pious.

"I want to be your sword and be with you for the rest of my life."

Confusion flashed across Tang Huan's eyes: "...Yan Fei?"

The man smiled without saying a word, lifted his chin with cold fingers, nodded and kissed the corners of the alluring lips.

"roll!!!"

A harsh sound that pierced the void came first, and then a sword light with awe-inspiring devilish energy slashed through the air, and the man turned into blue smoke in an instant, bang--!

The green smoke dissipated, and the two swords clashed.