I kicked the male lead away

The chicken leg in his mouth suddenly tasteless, Fang Zhilan was silent for a moment, then reached out to pick up the sword placed by the table: "Let's go!"

The Tianji Gate is far away in the north, and she relied on the wind with her sword, and did not stop all the way, and it was only ten days later that she came to the foot of the mountain.

The gates of the small town where the two of them used to come many years ago under the Tianji sect were closed, and the only people walking on the street were decent children from various schools. They were neatly dressed and armed, and two Taoist priests walked towards them. Their conversation can be heard:

"When will this matter be settled? I still want to go back to the sect and practice hard."

"Who knows, it depends on when that Xie will surrender. You said that he is the head of the sect, so why would he collude with the Demon Cult if he has nothing to do?"

"But he probably won't be able to hold on for long. Yesterday, I heard from my uncle and the others that this man surnamed Xie has already planned to pass on the headship to his daughter, and he pleaded guilty and executed..."

When passing by, the two people who were talking slowed down in unison, and glanced at Fang Zhilan from the corner of their eyes.

I don't know which school's female disciples, dressed in white, can actually dress so charmingly and brightly, with a slim figure, completely different from those female monks who have clear soup and plain water.

Fang Zhilan was no stranger to this scrutinizing gaze. She went up the mountain by herself, only to find that it was different from the past, the Tianji Gate was heavily guarded, and it was difficult for her to break in.

Reluctantly, Fang Zhilan had no choice but to change back into her original form. The snow-colored white fox was nimble, and leaped onto the wall.

Along the wall, Fang Zhilan flew all the way to the bedroom where Xie Muning lived.

When she landed, she turned into a human again in a blink of an eye, her eyes fluttered as she looked around, but she never saw Xie Muning's figure in the hall.

Following her, B126 galloped in almost at a speed of four feet off the ground: "I know where she is, follow me."

The little lamb that the system turned into brought Fang Zhilan to a place she had never been before.

The palace in front of me stands on the top of the mountains, and the roof is covered with a thick layer of ice and snow.Fang Zhilan stretched out her hand and pushed open the door, finally a ray of light shone in the dark room.

Worried about being discovered by others, Fang Zhilan turned around and closed the door, and inserted the gate.

"Xie Muning?" The room was empty, when she spoke, the cold wind that had just sneaked in through the crack of the door took the opportunity to blow up the surrounding curtains.

Fang Zhilan walked around the pillars in the hall lightly, and walked behind the curtain: "Xie Mu...uh..."

Before he finished speaking, a figure suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, with five fingers clasped around Fang Zhilan's throat, and the future man was crushed on the vermilion pillar.

Fang Zhilan was so pinched that she couldn't breathe, she struggled to see the person in front of her clearly.

Xie Muning was dressed in white, her long hair was scattered like a waterfall, almost reaching the bridge of her nose on her cheeks, she used to rub her fox shape so intimately.

But now, her eyes can no longer find the smile at that time, but a blood red, with a ferocious and terrifying look that makes people want to escape.

Fang Zhilan was hit hard on the back of the head just now, and she couldn't help feeling a little dizzy. When she realized it now, Xie Muning had already pressed her firmly against the pillar behind her.

She couldn't break free, only then did she realize that Xie Muning was no longer the girl who could even be knocked away by a snake demon, her strength was far greater than her own.

"Xie Muning, it's me." Fang Zhilan wanted to bend her knees to push her away, but found that even her thighs were tightly pressed by Xie Muning's knees, and she couldn't move at all.

She still had the cool fragrance of plum blossoms on her body, overwhelming her, enveloping herself.

Fang Zhilan was about to suffocate, seeing Xie Muning's appearance, she was somewhat frightened, but in order to survive, she had to repeat her name over and over again: "Xie Muning, Xie Muning, look at me, I am Fang Zhilan, do not you remember?"

Xie Muning's eyes showed a bit of pain and hesitation. She was stunned for a moment, her unfocused eyes gradually fell on Fang Zhilan's face, and her bright lips whispered, "Ah Lan?"

The movement of the bottom of the hand also loosened.

Fang Zhilan saw the timing, broke free from her shackles, and immediately ran towards the door without hesitation.

The clinker door was locked by her hands just now, she was in a hurry and couldn't unlock it for a long time, but Xie Muning had already pressed it up in a blink of an eye, pulled Fang Zhilan's shoulder with one hand, and pressed the door with the other, trapping her in her between the body and the door panel.

The strength in her hand was terrifying, and the bottom of her eyes was also cold: "Why did you run?"

Only then did Fang Zhilan realize that the skin in her palm seemed to be terribly hot, and the breath on her face was also extremely hot.

"You..." Fang Zhilan frowned, "What's wrong with you?"

Xie Muning's mind was buzzing, until she heard Fang Zhilan's voice, she did not react in a daze, felt the coolness on her body, so she pressed herself against her without hesitation, and let out a low sigh: "Okay Comfortable."

"..." Fang Zhilan let her rub against her body like a puppy, grabbed Xie Muning's wrist, and poured in her spiritual power to test it.

In the world of comprehension, if there is no mutual trust, it is difficult for one person's spiritual power to enter the other's body, but Fang Zhilan's spiritual power can flow unimpeded in Xie Muning's meridians. She probed for a moment, and then her eyes widened.

It's not a day's cold to go crazy and freeze three feet. What has she done all these years?

Xie Muning, who has gone mad, is like a ball of fire. Only by sticking to the icy Fang Zhilan can she relieve herself for a moment. The hand that was holding the wrist turned around and clasped Fang Zhilan's five fingers tightly, refusing to let go. .

Fang Zhilan was almost out of breath from being rubbed by her, and said helplessly, "Go to bed."

Xie Muning understood these words, wrapped her arms around her, and they both fell down on the soft couch.

Fang Zhilan was thrown into her arms just like this, she wanted to get up, but her right hand was still held by someone, so she had to fall back to the original position again.

Xie Muning hugged her waist, and the two of them pressed close together.

Not caring so much, Fang Zhilan just kept this posture, pinched Xie Muning's chin with one hand, brought her lips together, and fed her spiritual energy from between her lips and teeth.

At present, Xie Muning's true energy is flying around, and only in this way can she sort out her true energy as quickly as possible.

Sure enough, Xie Muning calmed down instantly, opened her eyes wide, and the blood in her eyes gradually dissipated.

It's just that the whole person is still not awake, she doesn't understand what Ah Lan is doing, she just vaguely feels that this is very comfortable, so she turns back and pushes her down under her body, and sticks out her tongue actively.

?

This time it was Fang Zhilan's turn to widen her eyes, and when she realized it, she immediately wanted to throw her arms and legs together, but Xie Muning controlled her and pressed her hands to the top of her head.

With the comfort of spiritual energy, the restlessness in Xie Muning's body gradually calmed down, but her thoughts were still in chaos.

She recognized that it was A-Lan, but she didn't know what she was doing, and she became a marionette of those desires deep in her heart, doing whatever she wanted.

"Alan." She said with a little inarticulate speech, "I feel so uncomfortable."

That's why you reached out and pulled my belt?Fang Zhilan's moist eyes stared round, but she still couldn't escape her confinement, so she could only speak: "Xie Muning, can you see clearly, do you still recognize who I am?"

Don't beep indiscriminately—wrong person, hey!

Xie Muning's eyes were deep, and she faintly fell on Fang Zhilan's cheek, and then kissed her on the forehead: "I recognize you, you are Alan."

She said: "Ah Lan, I just realized that I don't want you to be my spirit beast anymore."

Before Fang Zhilan could breathe a sigh of relief, she said again: "Can you be my Taoist companion?"

Before Fang Zhilan could answer, she began to prove her determination with practical actions. Her lips, which were still hot, fell from the center of her brows to the tip of her nose. When she slid down, she did not forget to bite her lips lightly valve.

Fang Zhilan never imagined that the first time he and Xie Muning met after a long absence would turn into firewood and fire, out of control.

Originally, it was just to help her calm down the infuriating madness, but in the end he became the medicine to relieve it.

Xie Muning's whole body and even her fingertips were scorching hot, and wherever she went, flames burned on her icy skin.

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After an exhaustion, Fang Zhilan felt that her bones were tossed to pieces, and the clothes in front of the bed were thrown all over the floor. The two of them were surrounded by the quilt. Xie Muning leaned on her shoulder: "Did you hear that?"

"What?" Fang Zhilan was puzzled.

"The chattering voices of those decent people are all asking to thank the head for surrender." Xie Muning said with a calm face, as if talking about other people's affairs.

Fang Zhilan's heart seemed to be grabbed by something, and she avoided talking about it: "What's the matter with your true energy?"

"Lingyun swordsmanship." Xie Muning said, "I practiced very smoothly at first, but I will break through the last level soon."

Of course, Fang Zhilan has heard about Lingyun swordsmanship in the world of comprehension for many years. There are nine levels in total. Including the fledgling Xie Muning.

No wonder I couldn't escape from her palm just now no matter what.

In an instant, Fang Zhilan's eyes gradually became darker. It is said that this sword technique is extremely complicated. If you want to succeed in learning, you must abandon many distracting thoughts and move forward with one intention, so as to achieve the state of unity of man and god.

In just ten years, Xie Muning has achieved this achievement, and the hardships she endured must be known only to herself.

The touch brought by the hand on the waist suddenly became extremely clear.

The thin calluses on the fingertips and the scars on the palms all showed what the owner had endured.

Recalling the pain and joy that this hand brought her a moment ago, Fang Zhilan felt uncomfortable and twisted a little, but Xie Muning was too lazy to tighten it even tighter.

She came over weakly and bonelessly: "Ah Lan, I can't get out, can you stay with me here?"

Even if he wanted to say it was bad, he had to beat her. Fang Zhilan kept silent, looked at the bloodshot eyes in Xie Muning's eyes, reached out and patted her on the back lightly: "Sleep, wait until you wake up." .”