Xianzun is pregnant with the devil's cub

"The disciple of the Rongku Taoist Sect won the first place in the siege."

April is Qingming, and the spring is prosperous.

On the wooden stand of the hunting ground, several immortal head suzerains sat side by side, the scene in the hunting ground in the distance.

A monk in a black robe came to the stage with a spirit beast in his hand. The suzerain confirmed that the mark of the spirit beast was correct, and was about to hand it over to the next fairy head for inspection. The young suzerain at the first seat seemed to be afraid of disturbing anyone, "Hurry up and take it away."

He said: "My junior brother never likes to smell the smell of blood."

When Master Yuan Shandao said so, the immortal heads around him had to look at his junior brother beside him.

The Qing Leng Xianzun who "has never liked to smell blood" is sitting sideways at this moment, holding a bowl of tea in one hand, stroking the tea cover with jade-like knuckles, looking sideways into the hunting ground, with thin lips Gently sipping, her appearance is calm and unstoppable.

His hair was bound by a jade crown, with two ribbons hanging down, and he was wearing a moon-white flow pattern wide-sleeved robe, with a clean posture and spotless.

Yuezhao Lord Chu Hanjin is nicknamed "Meiyi Lord" and "Exiled Immortal Lord" by the six sects.

It is said that the monks who have seen his appearance all shook their heads and clicked their tongues, feeling that there are such beauties in the world, if they have the opportunity to double cultivate with him, they would die willingly!

But it's just a thought.

There is no other reason, but Yuanshan Daozong cultivates the Tao ear of being indifferent and pure in heart, ruthless and desireless.

Beneath this most handsome and seductive face is the most noble and cold heart.

But at this time, Yuezhao-jun raised his eyebrows, his face was straight, but his fingertips were absent-mindedly pinching the thin mouth of the porcelain cup, caressing it unconsciously.

He was disturbed by the nightmare last night, and he almost didn't have the heart to try the six spring banquets.

... This is really a terrible dream for the desolate and noble Yuezhao Jun.

In the dream, he couldn't see the man's face clearly, he only felt that he was a tall, long-legged, fit young man, dressed neatly in the black robe with dark pattern and gold trim, except for the lower lapel which was opened wide open. A man in white clothes with disheveled black hair was pressed down on the couch...

In the dark and gloomy cave, a lamp is lit by the bedside, and the breath is full of extravagant fragrance.

The man hooked the white chin with his fingertips, raised his misty eyes, and Chu Hanjin stared intently, this man who was molested actually has his own face!

"..."

Thinking of this, Chu Han frowned, almost crushing the teacup.

Since leaving the customs, his cultivation base has reached the six-step Huaji territory, but for some reason, he has frequently dreamed about these filthy situations recently.But the problem is that Chu Hanjin has seen, heard, smelled, and drank clean and clear things since he was a child, and he has never had any evil thoughts. Now he has evil dreams, and he has never set foot in the world. past detailed details.

It really makes no sense.

What went wrong?

While thinking, there was movement from the hunting ground.

"The hunt is over! All monks, please return to the enclosure of your sect. You are not allowed to use swords, gallop, demonstrate martial arts, or infuse spirits!"

On the hunting ground, there were two people fighting for the spirit beast, and the fight arose.

One person took out a cloud-piercing arrow from his back, as if he didn't hear the monk's reprimand, he pointed it straight at the neck of the Voldemort Spirit Beast.

"Bastard! Didn't you say stop?"

Just as the supervisor disciple was about to stop him, there was a sound of clanging wind, and another sharp arrow was shot from the side impartially. The sharp arrowheads collided, and the arrow shot by the opponent was knocked down to the ground, and the body of the arrow burst immediately.

This arrow was so beautiful that there was a commotion around: "Good archery, is this?"

A very low voice sounded: "Sorry."

Not far away, a person lowered his arm and pressed it on the quiver.

The man carried a huge sword wrapped in black cloth, held a dark black bow in his left hand, and had black hair in a high bun on his right. He was wearing a simple and unadorned linen cloth, and his back stood straight. Extremely oppressive and arrogant.

But the face is a very ordinary face.

——It is so ordinary that people will forget it at a glance, and denying the speculation that "he must be a handsome man!" also greatly reduces his unfathomable momentum.

"Hearing the ban, I will force the arrow to stop," the man held the heavy bow again, and said with a smile, "The shot was reckless, I hope I didn't disturb fellow Taoists."

Not only were other people commotioned, but Chu Hanjin was also slightly surprised: what a skill.

The saber has no lines, and it is obviously a monk of the Hundred Families.Now the inner strength and mental methods are all mastered by the six major sects, and the fact that a small sect can cultivate to this point should not be underestimated.

But in front of the crowd, the man stood there for a while, as if he didn't know how to get off the stage, and looked up at the fairy head in the center of the ring.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but inexplicably confronted Chu Hanjin.

Chu Hanjin: "?"

The man who was supposed to leave stopped in his footsteps, and his right hand unconsciously squeezed the penis in his hand.

He stared at Chu Hanjin from afar.

Staring at it for too long, the people around started whispering.

"what?"

"What is he looking at?"

"This gaze is looking at Mr. Yuezhao, right? Although he is very handsome, it's too ugly to be so motionless and his eyes caught?!"

"What audacity, how rude!"

"..."

Chu Hanjin looked away, but he wasn't too angry.

There is no way, he is beautiful, there are too many dream girls and dream boys from childhood to big, ordinary suitors are nothing more than ordinary suitors, as fanatical as the last master of the Doomsday who went crazy, saw a tender little fairy boy in his teens, and practiced for ten years. The mentality of several years was suddenly shattered, and he was bullied for being young and weak, and he was taken captive to the Li Palace. It took Yuan Shandao a lot of effort to find him back.

There is a beautiful talk in the Six Sects. It depends on whether a monk has a single heart and mind. First, whether he is disrespectful in front of Lord Yuezhao.

If the face is red and the heart is beating, then it is not clear-hearted and enlightened.

"Let's go! Look at this rookie who has won the championship for two consecutive years!" Mu Lianchun said.

Chu Han withdrew his thoughts now.

Standing on the podium was a young monk named Xue Wuya, wearing the black robe of Rongku Daozong, with a colorful feather ring on his left ear, looking very energetic.

Several suzerains praised each other: "Sovereign Xing, congratulations to the disciple for winning the leader!"

"Bad guys are stupid."

"Is this still stupid? Then my apprentice who is compared to you in Yuanshan Dao doesn't even have the qualifications to be stupid?"

"Hahaha, didn't Yuezhao Jun win the top spot for three consecutive years when he was a teenager? Sovereign Mu, how is your pure righteousness sword practice? I heard that this spring banquet will show off your blood. The ten-year famous sword, why is it gone now?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't mention it, the timing is wrong..."

The heads of the six sects took the road to the inner hall.

Now that the hunting process is over, he will return to the Daodian Pavilion in Yuanshan to participate in the three-day banquet.

The so-called night banquet is to drink wine, play the piano, sing, make friends and get acquainted on the banks of the Yinhua River in the evening.

But compared to the night banquet, Chu Hanjin was finally able to leave the spring banquet, and was more concerned about his nightmares in recent days.

Since leaving the customs, this kind of nightmare has not happened once or twice, and now it almost comes to him every night, tormenting his sanity.There is absolutely nothing wrong with it.After 81 days of retreat in the inner room, he came out, and his aura had reached the expected level.

...The only unexpected thing is that he started to have spring dreams. He woke up several times and even felt a familiar reaction from his body, as if the things in the dream had really happened.

There must be something wrong.

After returning to the bedroom, Chu Hanjin took out the Heart Sutra and read it again, ordered someone to add a pool of spring water, slipped off the skirt of his robe, and sat in the warm water.The mist curled up, enveloping the white and smooth jade skin, and the water temperature was too high, which smoked the skin into a thin layer of pink.

There is a spiritual weapon in the water, and he lets it out, which can make the body's spiritual energy work faster.

The body begins to relax after a tiring day.

Chu Hanjin clasped his chin with his slender fingers, closed his eyelids and fell asleep, when he heard a "click" at the door.

—It seems that something has come in?

He looked up, but the door was empty.

Chu Han took a snow-white inner robe and dressed neatly, with a few drops of water hanging from the tips of his black hair, his eyebrows and eyes were like lacquer, and his lips were pink.

His voice was cold: "Young Master Liang, you can come out now."

In the afternoon, the figure of the young man with the huge sword appeared at the door.

... so rude.

He stared at him in the hunting ground in the afternoon, it was in broad daylight, and it was not convenient for him to pursue it, but now it was a private bedroom, so he was completely offended.

Chu Hanjin drooped his eyelashes, and faint spiritual energy swirled in his palm: "What are you doing, Your Excellency?"

The other party's voice seemed to have been soaked in an ice spring, and the magnetism was cold: "Look for someone."

"Find someone?"

Break into his private bedroom to find someone?

This excuse is a bit interesting.

The corners of Chu Hanjin's lips curled slightly, "This is Yuezhao Li Palace, where only I and a boy who opened the door live, are you looking for him?"

His slender fingers pointed at the dozing boy.

The man holding the sword said in a steady voice, "I'm looking for my wife."

"..."

Very natural tone.

Trespassing on other people's bedroom without even a word of apology.

Chu Han was thinking about the joy of the spring banquet, and turned the big things into small things, but now he was vaguely angry: "You have found the wrong place, your wife is not here."

His heavy voice woke up the boy who was sleeping next to him, he kowtowed suddenly, and cursed incoherently without seeing the person clearly: "Who is peeking at the fairy bathing!? How shameless!"

"..."

In a noisy environment, it looks a little silly.

Chu Hanjin wanted to tell him to shut up, but the black shadow in front of him was still a few meters away, but within a short distance, it suddenly moved in front of him.

The spiritual energy in the palm was suddenly strangled by the wrist and extinguished abruptly.In front of Chu Hanjin's eyes was a pair of dark golden pupils, like black iron soaked in darkness for many years, the texture was damp and cold, they stared straight into his eyes.

The other party's voice was hoarse: "No, you look like my wife."

The tone was deep and extravagant, and the breath he exhaled was cold, brushing against the side of his face.

This sentence only made Chu Hanjin feel inexplicable: "??????"

who is your wife ?

Chu Hanjin resisted the urge to see blood, and kept thinking about enduring the aura in his palm.

His suitor was indeed as crazy as ever.

In addition to the suzerain who kidnapped him as a child bride back then, there is also a demon who claims to be Chu Han's biological father and wants to take him back to the devil's lair to take care of him, and a certain Chen said that he has been in love with Chu Han for three lives and has been married for two lives. Husband and wife quack.

Deceitful spells are unseen and unheard of.

And now, there is another person who directly calls his wife, right? ?

"Go away!"

Chu Hanjin bent his knees to push away his calf, and the weapon in his hand stuck out of the cuff and tangled towards Yue Lin's wrist.The opponent dodged to dodge, and did not attack Chu Hanjin, obviously trying to restrain him.

Chu Hanjin grabbed his wrist and twisted it hard, sending him a few inches away, and kicked him up with his leg.The other party dodged sideways, seeing the gap between his distraction, Chu Hanjin's long sword showed its edge——

"Bah—" the blade cut through the skin.

Chu Hanjin: "?"

He thought the other party would dodge.

Unexpectedly, after bleeding from the young man's wrist, he seemed to be stunned, and his face became extremely gloomy.

He raised his eyes, pale face, and a look of "you will hurt me".

Chu Hanjin: "..."

He gritted his teeth lightly, and his voice was bone-piercing, as if there was a sense of pain: "Maybe I recognized the wrong person."

After finishing speaking, he stepped out of the dormitory.