The little crying bag became the furnace of the demon king

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"Xiao Su," Zhao Yan pressed his back against Xiao Su's hot chest, turned his head slightly, and kissed Xiao Su's chin before continuing, "I don't understand something."

"You don't understand what." Xiao Su sniffed the sweet-smelling pheromones on the opponent's body, pecked and bit along the contours of the opponent's ears, and finally came to the gland, and got closer to feel the sweet smell.

Zhaoyan shrank his neck from the itching, and his little face was flushed red. After he got used to it, he lay down obediently and let Xiaosu taste it, like a little white rabbit under the paws of a big wolf dog, even his eyes were red, so beautiful tight.

"I was taking birth control pills before..." Zhaoyan rubbed his soft belly, his face showing a hint of confusion, "But why am I still pregnant?"

Hearing this, Xiao Su froze for a while.

Then, he glanced over uncomfortably, and said vaguely: "You don't want to give birth to this deity?"

Zhaoyan pursed his lips, turned over in Xiao Su's arms, and looked up at the other's perfect outline: "...It's not that I don't want to, it's just that I can't..."

Xiao Su lowered his eyes and met his moist and gentle gaze: "Why not?"

"Because..." Zhaoyan's voice stuck in his throat, "Because I don't belong here..."

Xiao Su didn't understand: "What do you mean?"

"It means that I come from another place." Zhao Yan's eyelashes trembled violently, "I don't belong to the world of cultivating immortals."

"This deity knows this." Xiao Su replied, "You told this deity at the beginning."

"Come from another place, not what you think..." Zhao Yan was a little embarrassed, "You may find it unbelievable when I say it, but I do have concerns.

What if one day I wake up and am no longer by your side, but return to my original home inexplicably like when I came here, how should my baby and I live? "

"You mean, you don't know how you got to Lingxi, and you are afraid that one day you will leave the world of cultivating immortals like you did when you came to Lingxi?"

"En! That's what it means." Zhao Yan nodded vigorously. He was so moved that he mentioned this matter to Xiao Su more than once. This was the only time that Xiao Su began to pay attention to it.

Xiao Su hugged his arm tightly: "Don't worry, no one can take you away from this deity."

"Then what if it wasn't a human who took me away?"

"Heh." Xiao Su stretched out his hand to cover his hand, and together with him felt the warmth of the other's lower abdomen with the palm of his hand, "What else can it be if it's not a human being? Demon? Demon? Immortal? Ghost? Buddha? , The demon cultivator has long surrendered to the power of the deity. The immortal cultivator is also better than Yun Xiangyi, and there are very few ghost cultivators and Buddha cultivators who can do it. Who dares to be presumptuous in front of the deity?"

Zhaoyan clenched his arm nervously: "What if there is."

Xiao Su really couldn't fully understand Zhaoyan's worries, but he absolutely couldn't tolerate Zhaoyan being taken away from him for the second time.

He kissed Zhaoyan's glands: "The deity is bound to survive the kalpa and become the real demon in this world who can control life and death, go to heaven and earth, and go get you back."

Zhaoyan smiled reassuringly and rolled his eyes: "I'm afraid, because in my family, although I have reached the age of marriage, but I am not married, people like me will be ridiculed for bringing a baby."

"What's so difficult about it?" Xiao Su replied, "If you want a marriage certificate, I will ask someone to prepare it tomorrow."

Zhaoyan was stunned for a moment.

He stared at Xiao Su in a daze, and said in a hoarse voice, "Marriage, marriage certificate? You want to give me..."

"It's just that the Japanese venerable made a big fuss recently." Xiao Su said, "The remnants of Cangxue Town have not been cleared up, and Lingshan is staring at this deity. If this deity marries you with great fanfare, what if they come to make trouble and see blood on the wedding night? It's not that I wronged you.

You wait for this deity for a while, wait for this deity to find a way to get rid of Yun Xiangyi's spiritual power left in your body, and then discuss it carefully. "

Zhaoyan's lips trembled, unable to speak for a long time.

Xiao Su saw him in a daze, smiled and stretched out his hand to pull his cheek: "I teased you earlier and changed your medicine to make you pregnant, so I will definitely be responsible to the end."

Each of the two paragraphs before and after had a great impact, and Zhao Yan didn't react for a while.

He seemed to have lost his mind and tried hard to get out of the joy of Xiao Su's willingness to marry him. He turned around in a rattling manner, and struggled to focus on the word "change the medicine".

"What, what change of medicine?" Zhao Yan didn't understand, "It's my contraceptive medicine?"

Xiao Su's dark eyes flickered slightly, he turned his eyes away from looking directly at the other party, and even his voice was a little evasive.

"Didn't you know that you could really get pregnant, so this deity asked Fengyue to change her medicine to nourish your body."

"What medicine did you switch to?"

"Fertility aid." Xiao Su smiled, "The effect is not bad."

Zhaoyan gasped, his eyes blushed with grievance: "You man, why are you like this..."

It's just, really bad.

Xiao Su hugged him tightly, knowing that he was wrong, so he softened his voice and coaxed: "If you don't get pregnant now, you will still get pregnant later, it's the same."

"How can this be the same, you know very well... um..."

Xiao Su bowed his head and kissed him, stuffing his cock back into his throat.

"Okay, don't make trouble, be good." Xiao Su gently touched his back, kissed his tears to show comfort, "I am happy from the bottom of my heart, I will give birth to a little devil, and I will devote my whole life to cultivating him Growing up, it is a blessing to protect the world's demon cultivators from being strangled."

"I don't want to give birth to a little devil." Zhaoyan hid his face under the pillow, turned his back to Xiao Su, and said in a muffled voice, "I want to give birth to a girl and keep her away from you."

Xiao Su rubbed his waist, rubbed, and suddenly patted his upturned butt lightly: "Tsk, who did you learn from when you are so bad?"

Zhaoyan's body trembled when he slapped him, it didn't hurt, but he was even more wronged.

"It's all, I learned from you." Zhaoyan emphasized the tone without the slightest deterrence, put his hands behind his back, fumbled to remove Xiao Su's hand from his buttocks, and repeated, "I learned everything from Xiao Su of."

A smile curled up on Xiao Su's lips, Zhao Yan refused to let him touch it, but he put his hand back.

Zhaoyan dodges and pushes him.

Xiao Su just touched it: "You don't even smell the fragrance of your own tripod, you are so coquettish, it disturbs my mind, so I still don't let me touch it."

Zhaoyan was not happy, and blushed to resist: "I don't, Sao, you always like to swear at people."

"The deity is praising you for being attractive, how can you call him a curse?" Xiao Su laughed lowly, turned over his body, found the other's lips and bit down, coaxing and rubbing together, like a wine lover meeting a thousand-year-old man. Begging for good wine, asking for it, indulging in it, tasting drunk life and dreaming death.

Zhaoyan pushed his chest at first, unwillingly.

But Xiao Su's aura is too domineering, and the docile Omega was easily captured by him, and his attitude of resistance was softened by his teasing.

Accept his intimacy.

Lingshan cave.

Yun Xiangyi settled down, felt the agitation from the aura connected with it, and suddenly opened his eyes.

He stayed on Zhaoyan's child, enveloping the spiritual power of that unformed little life, which was being disturbed by a scorching evil spirit.

At first Yun Xiangyi didn't understand, thinking that Xiao Su was trying to expel the barrier he erected, but later he found out it was not.

Evil spirit is not aggressive.

But it hit the tripod chamber...

Yun Xiangyi closed his eyes again, raised his hand to luck, the white spiritual power circled around him, one circle, two circles...

But nearly half of the spiritual power he left on Zhaoyan was closely related to him, and he couldn't ignore it.

So upset that even that usually expressionless face began to have an imperceptible layer of powder.

There is fine sweat on the forehead.

Yun Xiangyi's breathing gradually became heavier, and he tried again to ignore it and concentrate, but the irritability in his heart had begun to spread at an uncontrollable speed.

He gave up, stood up, and raised his eyelids to gaze at the fire-lit cave walls.

Those eyes that were supposed to be quiet and cold flickered slightly under the firelight.

Thousands of miles away, the white spiritual power that protected the child from being disturbed was strengthened layer by layer under his control.

Even though it wasn't necessary, he did so with only half of his remaining spiritual energy.

In fact, he has used aura more than once to carefully describe the shape of a small life in recent days.

It's only been a little over a month, and the little life hasn't formed yet, it's so small that it's almost invisible.

Its head is as big as its body, not like a human, but like a fish.

It's very soft, very fragile.

Yun Xiangyi lowered his eyelids slowly, and the white eyelashes left a small shadow in the bottom of his eyes.

Thousands of years of time, thousands of years of practice day after day, less contact with people, less communication with people, when you have learned something, you have never felt the warmth of life.

Except for the intense heat that could not be ignored when facing Xiao Su, he thought that everyone else was as cold as him.

As cool as his sword.

Yun Xiangyi's eyes returned to calm, but what he predicted in his mind was a bloody storm that could set off monstrous waves.

From this moment on, he knew that he could no longer protect the world of cultivating immortals.

The survival or destruction of the entire world of cultivating immortals depends on Xiao Su's thought.

"Fengyue." Zhexi walked into the stone room, and glanced at the person standing in front of the alchemy furnace refining medicine.

Hearing the familiar voice, Fengyue took the time to raise her head, her palms were still breathing.

When Zhexi's cold face was reflected in her eyes, she showed a cute smile: "Senior Brother Zhexi!"

"Yeah." Zhe Xi walked inside, inspecting the medicine bottles placed on the cave wall, "I'll take a bottle of medicine for trauma."

"It's near the medicine pond." After Fengyue instructed, she continued to concentrate on refining medicine.The evil spirit with the fragrance of medicine flowed out from her palm little by little, and finally poured all of it into the furnace.

Zhexi smelled the same sandalwood fragrance as Xiao Su's body, and her steps stopped suddenly.

He turned around, walked to Fengyue, and asked, "What kind of medicine are you refining?"

"Your Majesty uses the medicine to improve your cultivation." Fengyue replied, "When Your Majesty is practicing, he will take one every few times."

"It means every few times," Zhexi's long and narrow eyelids slightly raised, "can't you eat it often?"

"En." Fengyue nodded, "This medicine can greatly increase Zunshang's evil spirit in a short period of time, if it is used too much, the evil spirit that was not fully absorbed by the previous medicine will collide with the evil spirit raised by taking the medicine this time, and it is easy to go crazy. "

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