After a few rounds, Lan Zijun was exhausted, he waved his flute limply, and his body fell forward. Emperor Huagai took advantage of the situation to hold Lan Zijun back in his arms, and said softly: "Why are you doing this? Woolen cloth."

Lan Zijun was expressionless, his eyes were full of despair, and he said coldly: "I have no right to stop you, if you want to go, go."

During the fight between Lan Zijun and Emperor Huagai, the magic energy of the Shouling Sword was full again.

Huatian looked up at the sky, full of hostility, bent back, and raised his hand to swing his sword again.

"It's broken, he's going to swing his sword at Tiangong." Emperor Hua Gai didn't care about Lan Zijun, and ran towards Huatian three steps at a time. If this sword hits Tiangong, Huatian will have no chance to turn around.

Emperor Huagai used his sword to break through the enchantment set up by Huatian, opened his arms, hugged him from behind, and wanted to take the sword in his hand.

As soon as it was pasted on the flower field, Emperor Huagai felt another strong tingling sensation in his body. The magic energy was devouring his immortal energy. The immortal energy peeled off his body, and Emperor Huagai gradually lost his strength.

When one side is stronger than the other, it will be wiped out.

The spirit guard sword greedily absorbed the immortal energy of Emperor Huagai, and Emperor Huagai couldn't break free, but his body became weaker and weaker. If this continues, he will be completely backlashed.

A burst of flute sounds came from the air, and all the hustle and bustle around it returned to calm,

Emperor Huagai calmed down and listened carefully, he was very familiar with this music.

Lan Zijun played the purple bamboo flute, and slowly approached Huatian. Huatian's movement of swinging the sword froze for a moment, and looked back at Emperor Huagai.

With a shake of his body, Emperor Huagai was shaken away from his body, and the demonic energy stopped swallowing.

Emperor Huagai stripped Huatian's body and felt even more powerless, as if his whole body was being emptied, he lay on the ground to recover.

Just when Emperor Huagai felt that there was hope, a wave of devilish energy came from nowhere and poured into the Shouling Sword continuously.

Huatian fell into violence again, clutching his head and struggling, no matter how Lan Zijun brags, it can't reduce Huatian's pain.

After trying the pain of being swallowed, Emperor Huagai did not step forward to stop Huatian, but retreated to Lanzijun.

"This time there is really no other way." Lan Zijun put down his flute and said helplessly.

When Emperor Huagai saw Huatian raised his sword towards the sky again, he sat on the ground and planned to summon Tathagata.

The bigger the disaster Huatian caused, the more serious the crime. If he hacked Tiangong again, he would really be unable to recover.

If the Tathagata is summoned again, the same mistakes will be repeated, Hua Gai Dijun suddenly understands that all this is what the Tathagata hopes.

The summons stopped, and Emperor Huagai sat on the ground blankly.

"It's not too late for the Tathagata to call, Huatian is about to split the sword." Lao Tzu anxiously urged on the side.

Emperor Huagai shook his head and laughed loudly: "I will not fulfill the wish of the Tathagata. If I repeat the same mistakes again, I would rather he disappear from now on."

Lan Zijun looked at Huagai Emperor in disbelief, and yelled loudly: "The loss of life in the Three Realms is just a gamble with the Tathagata in your eyes?"

Emperor Huagai looked at Lan Zijun, but he didn't expect him to say that.

"The righteous, selfless and selfless Emperor Huagai, the supreme being of the Three Realms, is so selfish, I am afraid that the world will misunderstand you." Lan Zijun pointed at Emperor Huagai and cursed fiercely.

"You..." Emperor Huagai couldn't refute.

Lan Zijun no longer cares about Emperor Huagai, shaking his weak body and approaching Huatian, everything started from him, and everything should end with him.

In the blur, a figure rushed towards the magic circle where Huatian was, penetrated the barrier effortlessly, and hugged Huatian lightly.

With a "bang", the sword that Hanada was holding tightly fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"He is?" Emperor Huagai asked.

"Jianjian!" Lan Zijun took a closer look, and found that Jianjian was right.

"Hanatian, wake up." Jian Jian and Huatian knelt on the ground together.

Huatian put down his hand covering his head, and after seeing the person who came, he smiled slightly, touched Jianjian's cheek lightly with his hand, rolled his eyes and passed out.

When Huatian woke up, it was already three days later, the warm wind gently brushed his cheeks, and the fragrance of flowers invaded his nostrils, like a spring day, everything revived but made people lazy.

Hua Tian didn't bother to open his eyes, and stretched his arms to stretch, but his waist was restrained by a force.

Opening his sleepy eyes, he saw Kaneken sleeping on one side, with his hands tightly bound around his waist, his face buried in his neck, the breath he exhaled was itchy and uncomfortable, Hanada complained: "Can't you? "

"I can't get up, my body is numb." In fact, Jianjian woke up a long time ago, but Huatian didn't know that he had slept for three days and three nights, and Jianjian shared the bed with him in this position for three days.

"Where is it numb, is it here?" Huatian joked with Jianjian, scratching the itchy flesh on his waist.

Jianjian felt extremely itchy when he moved his body, and was tossed by Hanada several times, crying and laughing, tears streaming down uncontrollably.

"No more numbness, no more numbness." Jianjian begged for mercy, turned around, turned his back to Huatian, and lay tired on the bed panting.

Huatian hugged Jianjian from behind, buried his face in his neck, took a deep breath, squinted his eyes, and said in a half-sleeping way: "Little Jianjian, every time I hug you, I feel very at ease."

"Me too." Jian Jian said in a low voice shyly.

"I didn't hear clearly, please say it again." Hanada straightened Kaneken and pushed him up.

Jianjian's ears were red again, he didn't dare to look directly at the flower field, he covered his face with his hands and didn't speak.

Hanada's hand dishonestly touched the root of Kaneken's thigh, Kaneken shuddered, and stopped Hanada with his hand, preventing his hand from going further upstream.

As soon as he withdrew his hand, Kaneken's shy appearance was exposed in Hanada's eyes, frowning, biting his lip, his cheeks were flushed, and the exhaled breath was entangled between the two.

In Huatian's eyes, this is like refusal and welcome.

Seeing the playfulness in Hanada's eyes, Kaneken turned his face away and closed his eyes.

Huatian could only see a reddened ear, like ruby ​​and emerald, elf-clear, Huatian couldn't help sticking out his tongue and licking it, if it was just to tease Jianjian, then he would not do it himself Clear.

Licking turned into biting, Hanada gently rubbed Kaneken's earlobe with the tips of his teeth, and sprayed warm breath towards Kaneken's cheek continuously, after tossing and turning for a while, the dense kiss fell on Kaneken's neck, leaving After clusters of flaming flower prints, Huatian's breathing became heavy.

"Hanata..." Kaneken also became confused, staring at Hanada with desire in his eyes.

"Call me Hwarang." Hanada kissed Kaneken's lips, teasing him with his tongue, wrapped it around his tongue, and let go after a long time of lingering, repeated many times, and Kaneken responded with his tongue. .

"Hua... Lang." Jianjian called Huatian through his teeth while being entangled.

There was still a vacancy in his mind, and Jian Jian tasted this new title, which sounded so much like a gardener.

Hanada's hand reached into Jianjian's waist, and pulled it hard, the belt fell apart, and the loose skirt covered Jianjian's fair chest, Huatian couldn't help kissing her.

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