From the moment Yin Wuxie wanted to watch the cave and the room show with her, Lin Wan was ready to be eaten by him.

So, when the night was late and Yin Wuxie pressed her on a beautiful beach, Lin Wan closed her eyes shyly like the bride he peeped at.

Yin Wuxie has high self-control and looks very gentle.

Compared with the experience obtained by the tyrant, Lin Wan, who was floating in the air, had the illusion that he was a veteran of the flower cluster. Perhaps her body was too capable of bearing it. Lin Wan remembered that there seemed to be a saying in modern society that the dragon nature was lustful, although she didn't know how modern people who had never seen dragons inferred the dragon nature.

Holding Yin Wuxie's head, Lin Wan shouted: "Brother Dawang!"

Yin Wuxie:...

As smart as him, he immediately realized that she was really imitating the bride, but the bride called Dawang because the groom was called Dawang.

After he was distracted for a while, she shouted "Brother Dawang" several times.

Yin Wuxie corrected her helplessly: "Call her husband."

Lin Wan pretended to be stupid: "But..."

"Call me husband." Yin Wuxie gave her a punishment.

Lin Wanying: "Husband beat me!"

Yin Wuxie was originally as calm as water, but when she cried, his concentration was completely distracted.

Lin Wan's crying didn't stop the night afterwards.

When he woke up the next day, Lin Wan remembered his experience last night and was stunned.

The world of fairy tale is indeed different. Both the Demon Lord and the Dragon Girl are incredibly powerful!

No wonder the actor wants to write a fairy tale script. It’s much better than the Seven Times Lang in a whole night!

Touching his waist, which was not sour at all, Lin Wan felt infinite emotion in his heart. It’s great to be a dragon!

"woke up?"

A familiar voice came from behind. Lin Wan turned his head and saw Yin Wuxie sitting on a big rock by the lake in white, with his fairy spirit.

"Husband got up so early." Lin Wan ran over happily and sat in his arms.

Yin Wuxie hugged her waist and smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth.

He didn't get up early, but he didn't sleep at all.

Yin Wuxie started practicing at the age of seven. When he was young, he only pursued his cultivation level and practiced hard almost every day. He either practiced in various secret realms, and was at stake in life and death. How could he have leisure to sleep with a woman? When his cultivation level is so high that he doesn't have to worry too much about encountering enemies, he is firm in his heart and will not move his seven emotions and six desires.

Now, he actually slept with a dragon in order to make things difficult for Song Yu in Zixiao Palace.

The motivation is a bit naive, but the process is enjoyable.

"I was so tired last night, why didn't I sleep much?" Yin Wuxie asked gently.

Lin Wan touched her stomach and said coquettishly: "I'm hungry!"

Yin Wuxie was prepared and summoned four dishes from the storage ring, but they were still hot.

Lin Wan was really hungry and started eating without hesitation.

After the meal, Yin Wuxie asked the little disciple: "Do you want to improve your cultivation?"

Lin Wan said curiously: "How to improve?"

Yin Wuxie: "Your dragon clan has its own secret cultivation technique, passed on through bloodlines. The seal I left in your body before has been lifted. Can't you feel the inheritance?"

Lin Wan shook her head, and after she came through, she felt nothing.

Yin Wuxie was a little surprised, but he didn't care too much, and said, "There is another way to take heavenly treasures or monster spirit cores."

After saying that, Yin Wuxie took out another dragon fruit.

Lin Wan ran a few feet away in an instant: "If you force me to eat fruits, I won't let you bully me!"

Yin Wuxie:...

The bride cried and complained that the groom bullied her afterwards, so the little disciple regarded that as a bully.

After putting away the fruit, Yin Wuxie stood up and said, "Okay, I will accompany you to catch monsters."

Lin Wan then ran back to him.

Yin Wuxie picked her up and soared into the air.

The wilderness mountains southwest of the Cultivation Continent are the territory of monsters.

Ordinary disciples from major sects like to experience in the wilderness, and those with higher cultivation will gradually deepen.

The cultivation of the seventh-level, eighth-level, and ninth-level monsters is equivalent to the early, middle and late stages of the Nascent Soul, but the nineth-level monsters are basically hidden in the world, and few people can meet them.

The first monster that Yin Wuxie challenged was the seventh-level fire feather bird.

"Stand here and don't move, I promise not to hurt you." Before hunting, Yin Wuxie arranged Lin Wan behind a mountain wall and laid a protective cover above Lin Wan's head.

Lin Wan believed him.

"Be careful, husband!" she reminded nervously.

Yin Wuxie smiled and then flew up along the towering tree in front of him.

Lin Wan raised his head high and saw Yin Wuxie flying to the waist of the tree. A big red bird flew out of the huge bird nest on the top of the tree. His sharp long beak opened, and a ball of fire was facing Yin Wuxie.

Yin Wuxie raised his hand and a black mist came up.

The fighting skills of the Nascent Soul cultivators in the Golden Pill stage cannot see through. Lin Wan, who has almost zero cultivation, doesn't understand it even more. He only saw a ball of fire rising in the air for a while and a ball of black fog rising, which is a bit like a large-scale game of monsters projected into the air. The two of them have very strong combat power, and the surrounding sand and stones are flying. Lin Wan was initially scared and found that the sand and gravel will automatically bounce off after hitting the protective cover. Lin Wan breathed a sigh of relief.

I don't know how long it took, a white shadow suddenly fell from the sky and fell in front of her.

It's Yin Wuxie!

Lin Wan was shocked and subconsciously looked at the sky first. The fire-feathered bird was gone.

"Husband, what's wrong with you?" Lin Wan quickly ran to Yin Wuxie's side, knelt down and helped him.

Yin Wuxie held her hand, raised his eyes and smiled at her: "Not hindrance, a little bit of injury."

Lin Wan looked at his almost burnt left face and lowered her head in discomfort.

I dare not look at it, it has nothing to do with feelings. It’s really that hurt is too terrifying. When I look at it, it feels like my face is burned.

For some reason, tears fell down.

Yin Wuxie saw it, and a smile appeared in his eyes again, and it was fleeting.

He wanted Song Yu's daughter to fall in love with him, and to achieve this goal, he had to be nice to her. He had never loved her, but Yin Wuxie had seen too many loves among mortals or monks. It was nothing more than men trying to treat women in every way. Whether they wanted to be rich or gorgeous clothes or increase their cultivation, they were satisfied one by one.

Also, women are easily moved. If a man gets hurt for them, they will soon be moved.

"Don't cry, I have a high level of cultivation. Look, the injury has almost healed." Yin Wuxie raised her chin.

Lin Wan looked over and found that the man's half of his face, which had just been burnt, had indeed grown, leaving only a circle of scalded red, and the red was fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Her tears stopped.

Yin Wuxie rubbed her head comfortably, then raised his hand to reveal the red crystal in his palm: "This is the spirit core of the Fire-feathered Bird. If you take it, you can probably increase your cultivation for a hundred years."

Lin Wan stared at the crystal, her eyes dripping wet, as if she was still sad for him.

But Lin Wan was very uneasy.

What exactly does Yin Wuxie want to do?

If he really likes his little disciple so much, why didn’t he treat his original body so heartily before?

Lin Wan didn't think she had such great charm to make a demon prince fall in love at first sight.

Yin Wuxie must have had a conspiracy.

First, he pretended to be the husband of a little disciple, and then took the risk of hunting the spirit core for her to improve her cultivation...

Could it be that she must improve to a certain level of cultivation before Yin Wuxie can reveal his big tail?

Maybe then it was her death.

Lin Wan can’t die, and he will not be able to complete the task if he dies!

At least, she must first get Yin Wuxie's heart and then improve her cultivation!

"I don't want it!" Lin Wan even swallowed and pushed Yin Wuxie's hand away.

Yin Wuxie:...

He frowned: "Why don't?"

Lin Wan cried and looked at his face, and said in fear and distress: "I don't want to practice anymore. Husband, don't fight monsters anymore, okay? I don't want you to be hurt!"

After saying that, Lin Wan grabbed the spiritual core in his hand and threw it hard into the distance, then threw it into Yin Wuxie's arms and started to cry.

Yin Wuxie lowered his eyes, looked at her gently shaking shoulders, and fell into silence.

He had seen some Taoist couples among monks who were willing to die for the other party, but more of them were selfish and only caring about themselves.

Now, this little disciple actually gave up the seventh-level spiritual core that was within his reach because he was afraid of his injury.

How come the decisive and cruel little disciples are so decisive that they feel soft after losing their memory?
To be continued...