The little crying bag became the furnace of the demon king

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Zhemo was silent, thinking carefully about the other party's words.

"Are you worried about them tracking the spells?" Zhe Yu suddenly thought of this, "Could it be that we found something wrong and could only wait?"

"Biography." Zhe Mo Kesuan said, "Yun Xiangyi has left spiritual power in Lu Ding's body, even if he can hide in the human world for a short time, he will still be bound by Yun Xiangyi after all. We can't act rashly, but the villain has to guard against it. "

"Okay!" Zhe Yu nodded, and he looked at Zhe Mo, "Contact the Supreme Master first, and wait for the Supreme Master to arrange other matters."

Zhemo avoided the other party's gaze: "You write or I write."

"I come."

Zhe Yu didn't delay, he summoned a spell, wrote in English the words "Xianxiu haunts, protect Zhaoyan", and then passed it out of the window.

When the moon was in the sky, after the tourists who watched the lanterns dispersed, the grass insects hiding in the grass began to swear their sovereignty over this territory with their crisp insect chirps.

Someone reached out and grabbed it in the air where there was no trace of strangeness, and a spell filled with black evil spirit appeared in his palm out of thin air, like a black bird caught in a big net.

The visitor walked to a hidden corner around the inn, opened the spell, stared at the red rune on it for a long time but could not recognize it.

It is the same as the rune I saw in Hanshan last time.

The disciples of Zangxue Town wrote the runes on their sleeves according to the shape of the runes, looked up at the dark window on the second floor of the inn, let go of their hands, and let the runes find their destination.

He looked back around vigilantly, and followed the rune.

Not long after he ran away, Zhe Mo's figure appeared at the place where the disciples of Zangxue Town had stood before.

His eyes darkened, he waved three silver needles in his palm, and attacked the disciple directly.

For about five seconds, the disciple's running movement stopped suddenly, and then he fell to the ground, and his whole body turned into a cloud of black mist and disappeared completely.

After finishing dealing with this person, Zhe Mo turned around to explore the surroundings, but was surrounded by a group of immortal cultivators before turning around.

When Xiao Su received the rune, the flames between his eyebrows glowed with black evil spirit angrily.

He moved Zhaoyan away from his arm, the movement was very light, but Zhaoyan in his sleep was still aware of it so sensitively that he frowned uncomfortably, and leaned towards Xiao Su's place.

"Hey, go to sleep." Xiao Su patted his back lightly, comforting him, "Be obedient, I won't leave."

Zhaoyan is comforted, but still refuses to let go of his vigilance, and even clutches his clothes tightly to try to hold him back.

Xiao Su continued to caress his back, the scorching temperature passed through the thin clothes to the smooth skin of his back.Xiao Su lowered his head and kissed his shoulders, his neck, his small earlobes and slightly trembling eyelashes.

The strong aura belonging to Xiao Su, mixed with sandalwood and domineering occupation as always, made Zhaoyan take a comfortable breath.

His tense body finally relaxed slowly, turned over, and enjoyed it in his sleep.

Xiao Su held his sharp minibus in his mouth, sucked a few mouthfuls, his soft skin could not stand the torture, and soon a red mark appeared.

Xiao Su almost didn't want to let go of him.

But noticing the other party's gradual and even breathing, Xiao Su's kiss had to end at the red mark.He sat up, covered the other side with a quilt, and then walked to the bed.

Raising his hand, a strong evil spirit appeared in the palm of his hand, and the evil spirit condensed into six charms, which spun at an extremely slow speed and gradually enlarged in the air.

The dark red light lingered around the spell, Xiao Su waved it vigorously, and the huge barrier covering the room was immediately strengthened with the injection of new runes.

At the same time, black mist swirls around the enchantment, piercing rapidly towards the surroundings with lingering aura.

Five or six cultivators hiding in other rooms of the inn who followed the spells were pierced by the attacking black mist before they even had time to draw their swords. Immediately, the seven orifices bled, burned in place, and turned into ashes.

The black mist swallowed up their aura, returned to the enchantment, and took the power of others as their own.

"Out of control."

Xiao Su's dark red eyes slowly returned to normal. He walked to the bedside and sat down. When he stared at Zhao Yan's face, his handsome sword eyebrows deeply frowned.

Xiao Su was extremely annoyed by these remnants of Zangxue Town, they were like annoying flies buzzing and making people disgusted.If Yun Xiangyi hadn't threatened Zhaoyan's life, Xiao Su would have wished to burn all of them to mummies!

Thousands of years ago, they were the ones who made troubles, and they are still the ones today!Every face is ugly and greedy, disturbing people's cleanliness and making people restless for a moment, it is really hateful and hateful.

Xiao Su stretched out his hand to caress Zhaoyan's belly, and felt the spiritual power of Yun Xiangyi that wrapped the baby in his belly with evil spirit.

Xu Shi noticed that Xiao Su's evil spirit was not malicious, at this moment Yun Xiangyi's spiritual power was very quiet, as if falling asleep with Zhaoyan and the child.

Such huge spiritual power occupied Zhaoyan's body, but Xiao Su didn't dare to move it, even if he just tried to expel it.

Xiao Su sighed irritably, his retracted hand was clenched into a fist in the air, and his joints "clicked" during the struggle.

"Xiao Su." Without Xiao Su's embrace, Zhao Yan raised his hand and rubbed his eyes uneasily after falling asleep alone, and was about to wake up.

There were dark clouds on Xiao Su's face, and when he responded to Zhao Yan's words, he forcibly restrained all his gloom and anger.

"Yeah." He lowered his voice, went to bed, and hugged her again.

"It's not yet dawn, sleep a little longer." Xiao Su coaxed him.

Zhaoyan replied sleepily, making sure Xiao Su was by his side, leaning against Xiao Su's generous chest and closing his eyes to sleep: "Together, sleep."

Xiao Su nodded, not wanting to wake him up again.

Until the cock crowed in his ears the next day, he still maintained the same posture of circling Zhaoyan as last night.

As soon as Zhaoyan raised his eyes, he saw Xiao Su's handsome and wild face, with crooked smiles on his brows and eyes.

Xiao Su met his gaze, leaned close to him, and kissed his forehead: "What are you doing, you're smiling like a fool early in the morning."

"I thought you would leave before I woke up." Zhao Yan's voice was slightly hoarse as if he just woke up in the morning, and the hoarseness was full of surprise, "But I opened my eyes and saw you."

"I won't go to practice in the past few days." Xiao Su hugged him and got up, surrounded Zhaoyan from behind, and put his hands on his stomach, stroking him one after another.

Zhaoyan opened his eyes wide with joy in an instant: "Really? You, don't you want to go?"

"Some maggots that couldn't be shaken off crawled around the inn, and I can't let them dirty your walking area." Xiao Su's chin also fell on Zhaoyan's shoulder, and his voice was numb, "I can't rest assured, I must guard you. "

By Xiao Su's side, Zhao Yan never had to know what danger was, so there was no ripple in his heart, only Xiao Su who was full of heart wanted to accompany him and the baby's joy all day and all night.

"Are you going to the market today too?" Zhao Yan's almond eyes curved in anticipation, "You said you would give it to me, a hair tie, but you haven't bought it yet."

"Aren't you unwilling?"

"You said you want to see it." Zhao Yan twisted Xiao Su's long hair that was hanging down by his side with his hands, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it.

It still smells like sandalwood, light but addictive.

Xiao Su smiled and said, "Okay, I'll buy some more for you. Hairpins, jade pendants, bracelets, I will prepare them for you."

Zhaoyan squinted his eyes and looked at him from the corner of his eye, complaining in his eyes: "I want these, what are you doing?"

"Pretend you." Xiao Su leaned over to bite his ear, held it in his mouth, and pressed the wet and hot tip of his tongue against the other's white and small earlobe, and said vaguely, "At the position where the deity is at the moment, poke a hole, and you can Dai Yudang."

Zhaoyan's cheeks flushed instantly, so that Xiao Su could feel the small piece of soft flesh between his lips getting hot.

Xiao Su laughed lowly, laughing at Zhao Yan's beautiful and innocent reaction.

Zhao Yan was molested, his eyes were moist red, not sad, but shy.

"I'll give you the braids first." Zhaoyan rolled over in his arms as if taking revenge, grabbed a handful of Xiao Su's long hair in one hand, and gave it to Xiao Su with his hand, following the hairstyle of a little girl he had seen near home before. Su pulled out two ponytails.

It's too discordant, Xiao Su's tough face is definitely not suitable for such a thing, Zhao Yan looked at his appearance, laughing until his stomach hurts.

"Let go." Xiao Su glared at him, but his eyes were not fierce.

Zhao Yan had long given up on his style, he continued to comb Xiao Su's long black hair, and even asked Xiao Su for a hair tie: "I'll give it to you, tie it up."

"It doesn't work anymore for the deity to talk?" Xiao Su wrapped his arms around the other's waist with one hand, just about to stretch out his hand to pat his butt, when he remembered the little life that was being conceived in the other's body, he involuntarily withdrew his hand.

He was helpless: "Today's sugar and sour plums are all..."

Before the word "Confiscated" could be uttered, he was caught off guard by the sound of kicking the door.

Perhaps there was a barrier, and the person who wanted to force his way in was backlashed by the force of the barrier, and fell directly from the second floor to the ground floor. The loud noise made Zhao Yan's body tremble violently.

He turned his head quickly, and looked towards the door together with Xiao Su.

"Xiao Su, how can you be so vicious?" Seeing that the disciples in Cangxue Town died on the spot, Master Zhang Xing shook his whisk.Behind him were many disciples from Cangxue Town, who pointed their swords at the house where Xiao Su was located, and they came menacingly.

Xiao Su patted Zhaoyan on the back lightly, and refused to give those people any extra looks, focusing on Zhaoyan: "Did they scare you?"

Zhao Yan shook his head, quickly let go of Xiao Su's hair, and combed him neatly with his hands.

"I'm not afraid." Zhaoyan whispered, "With you here, I'm not afraid of anything."

Xiao Su twitched his lips in satisfaction: "Get up and wash up."

Zhaoyan nodded obediently, turned over and got out of bed.

They were still shouting outside the door: "Xiao Su, you killed hundreds of disciples of my sect, why are you hiding here like a coward, you come out!"

Hundreds?

Xiao Su raised his eyebrows, there seemed to be only five or six people ambushing around yesterday.

He took the belt and wrapped it around Zhaoyan, and said in a leisurely manner: "The cashew nut is really a bit thick."

Zhaoyan looked down at her waist in embarrassment: "The baby supported it."

"Eat more." Xiao Su hooked the curve of his waist with his hands, and he was still thin on the whole, "You don't have a good appetite, and the little things in your stomach don't grow well."

"Okay, I'll eat a little more today." After Zhao Yan replied, he couldn't help but be attracted by the noise outside, "What are they going to do, why come here suddenly..."

"Who knows." Xiao Su said in a disdainful tone, "A bunch of pustules."

"Xiao Su, have you forgotten the spiritual power left by the Immortal Venerable in the furnace?" Daoist Zhang Xing shouted outside, "You can't afford the consequences of angering the Immortal Venerable!"

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Su's expression changed instantly.

[The author has something to say: Huh, I finally finished writing, let’s continue watching the movie, hehe

"A Night Intoxicated by the Spring Breeze", an old movie, I can't help but share it with you, it's really good]