What is wrong with raising snakes?

Yan Fenglang brought Xuan Qingci back to the heaven, and put him in the jade clam in Yan Jun's palace.

The jade clam was originally a 500-year-old clam demon. Yan Fenglang was annoyed before, and he beat it back to its original form. He thought it would become a demon again, so he had no choice but to stay with him.Later, Yan Fenglang felt that it was inappropriate to keep such a vicious clam monster by his side, so he stripped off its soul and made it his own bed.

He settled Xuan Qing Ci, closed the jade clam for him, and condensed an enchantment outside, and then left Yan Jundian with peace of mind.

"It seems that Yan Jun has collected all the strange souls." Di Ku supported his head with one hand while playing chess with himself.

Yan Fenglang walked over and sat opposite him, looked at the chessboard he was playing, and said, "You have been playing chess for thousands of years, but is there any result?"

Di Ku looked up at him with a light smile, and replied, "When did you and I end up?"

Yan Fenglang frowned, picked up the black chess before Di Ku, and said, "Where did you hide my astrolabe?"

Di Ku held the white jade chess piece, propped it on the table close to Yan Fenglang, and replied, "Doesn't Lord Yan know?"

Yan Fenglang stared at Di Ku's almost identical eyes with his own with a pair of pitch-black eyes, and said, "If I find out that all of this is your idea, don't blame me for turning my back."

"Yan Jun is still Yan Jun, I thought you went to the human world, and your attitude when you talk to me will change when you come back, it seems..." Di Ku said contemptuously, getting up and walking towards the Kunlun Mirror.

Yan Fenglang looked in his direction, recalling the picture he saw in the Wangchuan River, thinking that the Heavenly Emperor probably didn't know that Wangchuan could reflect the future.

"I don't understand one thing." Yan Fenglang said suddenly, "I can understand that you want me to collect different souls and clear the barrier. It's because of my lower realm 60 years ago, but I don't understand why I wanted to Lower bound."

Di Ku stared at the human world in the Kunlun mirror, burst out laughing with a "puchi", glanced at Yan Fenglang strangely, and replied, "You went down secretly by yourself, even I don't know, you come to ask me?"

Yan Fenglang narrowed his eyes, staring at Di Ku's face, who was facing him, and said, "Why, you don't believe me?" After speaking, Di Ku grabbed Yan Fenglang's hand and put it on his forehead, and continued: "You can try it, if you can see what you want to know in my consciousness, then I won't say much."

Yan Fenglang gasped, knowing that Di Ku was testing him, but still gathered a spell in his palm, withdrew his hand after a long while, and rubbed it on Di Ku's clothes a few times, with a look of disgust on his face.

"You really don't want to take a look?" Di Ku leaned forward and asked with gestures.

Yan Fenglang didn't say anything, since Di Ku could easily see his divine consciousness, it's not an important thing, assuming he really knows something, and there are no outsiders at this time, Di Ku can cure himself of an unwarranted one with an order. charges.

"Feng Lang, actually I..."

"Nothing else, I'll go back first."

"Yan Jun!" Di Ku frowned, and said in an almost commanding tone, "Three days will be the heavenly sacrifice, don't forget."

Yan Fenglang's face darkened instantly, and he walked back without looking back.

The Heavenly Sacrifice is a 1000-year sacrifice in the heavenly world. It is used to sacrifice the souls killed in Zhuxiantai to God and pray for the safety of the heavenly world.At that time, the barrier outside the heaven will be the tightest in the past 1000 years. What the human world and the demon world will see is the dark sky, and they will not be able to see their fingers when they stretch out their hands.

The human world calls it "the day when evil things fall from heaven", and the demons in the demon world will hide in places where the gods can't see to avoid being struck by lightning from the gods. Usually, at this time, the emperor of heaven Di Ku and Yan Jun will support the demon world extra. Create a barrier.

Because after the celestial sacrifice, the celestial eye descends, and all monsters seen by the celestial eye will be completely destroyed.

Yan Fenglang didn't know why after hearing the word "Heavenly Sacrifice", he suddenly felt panicked. In his current memory, it was the first time he felt extremely flustered, but he just couldn't think of anything about the Heavenly Sacrifice. .From Di Ku's tone, Yan Fenglang could almost conclude that he had done something against God during the Heavenly Sacrifice.

But this memory, he couldn't find it. He thought of the scene he saw in Qingci's spiritual consciousness and the matter of Yun Jianshu, so he couldn't help but stop. When I stepped in, what I saw was Qingci, who had lost her voice.

Most likely Emperor Ku saw that Yanjun Hall was unguarded, so he sent a crane there to take care of Yanjun Hall for him when Yan Fenglang was away, so he was really surprised when he saw the crane.

"Why, you were kicked out by Di Ku?"

The implication is, could it be that I was the one who found out that you were actually loyal?

Xianhe smiled, showing a smile that Yan Fenglang had seen on Jiang Fucheng before, the kind of smile that was carefully ingratiating.

"I wanted to come by myself." Xianhe said, he didn't want to miss any chance to get along with Yan Fenglang, especially from the moment he saw Xuan Qingci in Emperor Ku's Kunlun Mirror.

"Oh? What are you here for?" Yan Fenglang asked, thinking to himself, wondering if the crane just saw the picture of him bringing Qing Ci in.

Immortal Crane seemed to know what Yan Fenglang was thinking, and said, "Mr. Yan is so on guard, does he have some ulterior secret?"

Yan Fenglang laughed loudly, leaned into Xianhe's ear, and replied: "I have a secret to tell, I... have hidden a beauty in Yanjun Palace, I can't bear to be seen by others, do you want to see it?" ?”

When Xianhe heard it, the corner of his mouth turned down, but then he smiled and said: "Since it is a beauty hidden by Lord Yan, Xiaoxian can't see it."

Yan Fenglang lowered his face and said, "You are not needed here, go back and serve Di Ku."

Immortal Crane hurried forward and said: "Yan Jun! My immortal residence is already under the name of Yan Jundian. If you drive me away, I will have no place to live anymore!"

Yan Fenglang sneered, pushed the door into Yanjun Hall, and locked the crane outside the hall.

It has nothing to do with me whether you have a shelter or not. If you remove your immortal status from Zihui Palace without authorization and find Yan Jundian by yourself, can you get the consent of me, Yan Fenglang?

Yan Fenglang sneered, walked towards the inner room, and saw the closed jade clam, his heart softened.

Xuan Qingci was still in a coma, and the blush on his face from being drunk hadn't faded away. The pillow embroidered with Nethergrass was held between his legs and held in his arms, and his long hair was scattered, making Yan Fenglang unaware for a moment. Sitting down from where, he had to bend down and gather his hair in one place before tiptoeing to lie on his side.

The fusion of Xuan Qingci's consciousness and himself is already a fact, but deep down in Yan Fenglang's heart, he still doesn't want to believe that the Heavenly Sacrifice is right in front of him. According to Yan Fenglang's current soul power, it is impossible to set up an enchantment to protect the entire demon world, and That is to say, his soul power is obviously limited by some kind of spell.

And the fusion of Xuan Qingci and his own spiritual consciousness is the key.

Xuan Qingci turned over, rolled into Yan Fenglang's arms impartially, facing him, the cold feeling in Yan Fenglang's arms suddenly turned into warmth and softness, he lifted a strand of Xuan Qingci's long hair, and sighed secretly in one breath.

If you want to get back your own divine consciousness completely, is there no other way?

Yan Fenglang stared at Xuan Qingci's sleeping face at the moment, quietly turned him over, gently lifted the clothes on his shoulders with his fingers, before he could see clearly, he was almost hit in the eye by Xuan Qingci's sudden elbow, his eyes were quick and his hands were quick He pushed down Xuan Qingci's hand and scolded: "Don't move."

Xuan Qingci suddenly felt a chill on his shoulders.

"open."

Yan Fenglang ignored him, pulled him into his arms, and took a deep breath of air.

Xuan Qingci thought that he was regretting what he said just now, so he said, "Why, do you know that you are wrong?"

Yan Fenglang's mind is now full of the matter of Xuan Qingci being robbed of his consciousness, so he tightened his grip on him, and said in a low voice: "I was wrong... I was wrong... I was wrong from the beginning... ..."

Xuan Qingci heard the answer, but it wasn't the answer he wanted. He tried to open Yan Fenglang who was pressing down on him, but he was so trapped by him that he gave up struggling and said, "What's wrong with you?"

Yan Fenglang stopped talking, and just bit the back of Xuan Qingci's neck lightly with his lips, from the earlobe to the place where his spiritual consciousness was imprinted.

"What are you doing!" Xuan Qingci felt that he was a little baffled, and the hand that was finally free was called towards Yan Fenglang's face, and he grabbed it with his backhand.

"Qingci...I'm so scared..."

Xuan Qing couldn't move.

When Yan Fenglang said these words, he felt something wet dripping on the back of his neck.

It's a pity that Xuan Qingci turned his back to Yan Fenglang and couldn't see anything, otherwise he would definitely see Yan Fenglang's red eyes with water droplets swirling in them.

"Qing Ci..."

Yan Fenglang pressed himself heavily on Xuan Qingci, wishing to integrate him into his body, calling his name again and again in his ear, as if he wanted to engrave this name in his flesh and blood.

Xuan Qingci was terrified by his yelling, and asked in a low voice: "Fa, what happened?"

A great grievance suddenly surged in Yan Fenglang's heart, a grievance that he had never experienced before, even if he was called "disaster" by everyone in the heavens, he had never experienced such a grievance like now, and this grievance was only because he didn't want to put Telling Xuan Qingci about his spiritual consciousness caused the other party to not understand why he was sad.

He grabbed Xuan Qingci's waist and abdomen with one hand, kneaded it as if venting, and then touched his soft buttocks, making Xuan Qingci tremble all over in fright.

"you you!"

Yan Fenglang suddenly stopped, hugged him again, and let out a very low whimper from his throat.

"Qing Ci... I am full of you, what about you?"

Xuan Qingci was confused, but vaguely felt that Yan Fenglang must have encountered some important matter. He rolled his eyes and didn't answer his words immediately. After quickly observing the surroundings, he realized that there was no aura of the human world here.

"Answer me...Qingci, tell me, do you have me in your heart?"

"If I didn't have you in my heart, I wouldn't have waited for you long ago."

Yan Fenglang felt that this answer was not enough, and muttered: "No, it's not like this...you can't be so perfunctory to me..."

Xuan Qingci thought for a while, this is the heavenly realm, and Yan Fenglang brought himself back to the heavenly realm, it should be the emperor of heaven who recalled him, if that was the case, the two should have had a conversation.

So he asked: "Feng Lang, did the Emperor of Heaven say something to you?"

Hearing the word "Emperor of Heaven", Yan Fenglang seemed to be stimulated, and suddenly pinched the back of his neck and pressed him into the bed, warning viciously: "Don't mention him, do you hear me?"

Xuan Qingci was plunged into the quilt, and couldn't make a sound, so he had no choice but to nod his head to let Yan Fenglang understand what he meant, but he tore off his clothes and bit him on the shoulder.

"Well……"

He felt like his flesh was about to be bitten off.

Yan Fenglang felt Xuan Qingci's violent tremor, and was stunned for a moment. After letting go, he found that the mark on his shoulder still existed.

"why……"

He put his head on Xuan Qingci's back in frustration, and clenched his fists in despair.

Why is it you?