Yan Fanglin was not actually asleep.

He is in a complicated mood now.

His nominal husband, with his disciples he had harassed, appeared in his bedroom. What else could he do besides pretending to be asleep?

He even worried that Yu Qingchi had told Taoist Chaoshan about all his unbearable actions, and he was still wondering how he would deal with it if this was the case.

Fortunately, Yu Qingchi seemed to have left.

Then he noticed that the Taoist towards the mountain was walking towards him.

Although he felt that Chaoshan Taoist, as a gentleman, would not do anything to him, he was still a little nervous.

He closed his eyes, turned around gently, and lay inward.

Chaoshan Taoist sat down beside him, and there was no movement for a long time.

Apart from his brown-red eyes, the most eye-catching thing was his long black hair, which was now scattered on the jade pillow, making his neck look white and one arm resting on his hips.

The half of the arms that were slightly bent, and the exposed points were thin and white, a little too slender.

All the lights in the room suddenly went out, and he noticed that Chaoshan Taoist was lying down beside him. The two of them were separated by a distance and he smelled a faint smell of sandalwood, probably uploaded from Chaoshan Taoist's robe.

Yes, Yan Fanglin curled up his body tighter, listening to the wind blowing at night rain outside and the bamboo leaves rustling.

Perhaps because of his weakness, he is particularly prone to sleep now. It rained again outside. It was a good time to sleep. He lay on his back for a while and then fell asleep again.

Before he was half-dream and half-awake, he thought silently, and the Taoist couple was lying behind him. If he still had a spring dream about Yu Qingchi, he would be fucked.

The wind outside was a little less, but the rain was louder. In the darkness, I heard the Taoist who came to the mountain shouting: "Feast."

The scream was very light, and there seemed to be a strong feeling that could not be dissolved inside.

Chaoshan Taoist then approached Yan Fanglin a little closer, leaning against the back of his neck, and his nose almost touched Yan Fanglin's black and soft hair. The spice he made for Yan Fanglin was mixed with many fragrant woods, soft,

Pure, with a little warmth, sweet taste gathers in the throat, and then sinks to the internal organs, even the lower abdomen is warm.

This smell is called Fanglin Yongji.

It's been two years.

Yan Fanglin slept very peacefully in the second half of the night and did not have any dreams. When he woke up the next day, the crane rings outside. He gets up from the couch, and the Taoist of Chaoshan is no longer sure where to go.

People who practice Taoism all have all their five senses. If there is a little more sandalwood smell on the bed, they should belong to Taoist people in Chaoshan.

Hong Ying came in and said with a smile: "Uncle Banquet, you are awake."

Yan Fanglin said "um" and rubbed his eyes. Hong Ying smiled and said, "Master said that I will renew the Lingyang for you today. Please get up and take a shower and change clothes, and go to the quiet room."

Xu Lingyang, he has seen it in the original novel, probably instilling spiritual energy and yang energy into his body, which can nourish his energy and replenish his body.

Yan Fanglin is a body of a furnace and cauldron, but he is too unsatisfied. Not only can he not be picked, but he also has to rely on picking other people's yang energy to prosper.

After taking a shower, he changed into a light gray robe with dark bamboo leaves, and then went to the quiet room.

When he arrived at the door of the quiet room, he saw Yu Qingchi.

After not seeing each other for many days, Yu Qingchi seemed to have become thinner and his skin became much paler, but his body was still upright and full of the bitterness of a cultivator. He was haggard and tough, not at all like a young man who was just twenty years old.

Fortunately, the male protagonist doesn't need him, a villain with a bleak ending, to be pitiful. Now they live a hard life, and they change to be a beauty every day in the future, and they live like gods in their small lives.

Having said that, looking at Yu Qingchi's bitter temperament and thin body, it is really impossible to imagine what he would look like if he became a pile driver. Where is the male dog's waist? What about the explosive pile buttocks and strong long legs?

They were all covered by this black robe, and only his harem group was qualified to see it.

There were too many cars in the original work, and he could no longer look at Yu Qingchi with Qingshui's eyes. When he saw Yu Qingchi, he not only sighed at his beauty, but also thought of the five big words "Akima Mountain Car God".

Yu Qingchi seemed to be even more indifferent to him. He was not the kind of pretending to be indifferent and never looked at him. Instead, he regarded him as the most ordinary person. He looked at him lightly, and did not stop for a long time. He was just right.

He shouted right away: "Uncle Banquet."

Yan Fanglin nodded and went into the quiet room. She looked like a fairy-like appearance. Her robe was light and soft. When the wind blew, her sleeves were like clouds. Her hair seemed to be out of the ground from Yu Qingchi's cheeks.

Brush over, with a fragrance.

Hong Ying and Lu Xinghe stood in the quiet room. When they saw him coming in, they also called out to Uncle Master in a righteous manner.

It feels like the Taoist Chaoshan left the pass, the atmosphere of the entire Qingzhu Peak changed, and everyone became particularly upright and steady.

Yan Fanglin let out a sigh of relief.

He is about to start acting.

He thought about it repeatedly while taking a shower. It was difficult for him to make great progress in the last two short periods of time. However, the sudden exit from the mountain Taoist gave him a chance and a strong person.

An opportunity to be the good image that the teacher’s wife should have.

As a master's wife, you should naturally be kind and affectionate with your master.

He only has his own Taoist partner, no one else!

So he smiled brightly and said to the Taoist Chaoshan: "When did you get up? When did you open your eyes and didn't see you in the bed, I thought I was dreaming last night."

Perhaps the original body is even more coquettish than him, but everyone is used to it. Chaoshan Taoist is wearing a light gray soft robe with dark patterns on bamboo leaves today. He wears a green hairpin and white hair as silver as he looks like in the daytime.

The appearance is becoming more noble and beautiful, tall and tall, and one is very beautiful.

A smile at the mountain Taoist smiled, making people feel like spring breeze: "I thought about letting you sleep for a while, but I didn't expect you to sleep until this time. It's been two years since I was sleepy, but my problem of sleep has not changed at all."

"I can't sleep enough every day." Yan Fanglin said, his voice deliberately made me feel a little aggrieved.

His hair was not completely dry yet, and it was all spread behind his back. Because he had just taken a bath, his pale and sick cheeks floated on his cheeks, and his whole body looked like a moist flower, pitiful and cute.

Chaoshan Taoist smiled and called him to the front, silently recited a spell, gently brushing his palms across his hair, and his wet hair was dry in an instant.

He is worthy of being a Nascent Soul-level boss, his magic power is comparable to a hair dryer, and Yan Fanglin's eyes are full of admiration.

A formation had been set up on the ground of the quiet room, and the yellow talismans were arranged on the ground into a Bagua pattern. Chaoshan Taoist said, "You can stay outside and just let Qingchi stay."

Yu Qingchi probably didn't expect to need his help, so he was stunned for a moment. Lu Xinghe and Hong Ying withdrew from the quiet room and closed the door.

Yan Fanglin didn't expect that Yu Qingchi would stay because "The Crime Demon" is a vulgar and vulgar novel, the Continuation of Lingyang is like practicing the Jade Girl Heart Sutra, and it requires taking off your clothes.

However, readers jokingly call it "evil master's wife", and that is not the true master's wife. Everyone is a man. For the Taoist Chaoshan, he and Yu Qingchi are the people he loves, trusts and is the one he most, so he did not avoid Yu Qingchi.

It is understandable.

"Before I went into seclusion, I told you two that one of you is the most yin and one of you is the most yang. If you can reconcile the two of them, the heaven and earth are connected, and the yin and yang are combined, it may be helpful to you both.

But still remember? In the past two years of seclusion, I have been practicing the method of moving yang and connecting yin, so I will try it now."

etc.

Yin and Yang are in harmony?

When Yan Fanglin heard this, why did she seem to have to have sex with Yu Qingchi? In front of his master, did the master's wife have sex with his apprentice?

Fuck, do you want it to be so exciting?

His face turned slightly red: "How to try?"

Soon he realized he was thinking too much.

He and Yu Qingchi sat in the yin and yang part of the Bagua Chart, and did not take off their clothes. They just sat face to face, remembering the past and the spring dream last night, Yan Fanglin pursed his lips and looked at Yu Qingchi opposite him.

Yu Qingchi was still the dead face, but the ice aura on his body seemed to fade, as if the ice had melted a little, becoming cold and a little wet.

For some reason, he felt that Yu Qingchi's eyes and cheeks were a little wet.

It must be because the Taoist Chaoshan is here that he is so obedient.

He has never looked at Yu Qingchi at such a close distance like this in the daytime. He only felt that the other person's eyebrows, nose, mouth, and face shapes were all delicate. It was easy for handsome guys to look at them from close distance.

He suddenly thought, what about Yu Qingchi looking at him?

It's also so close. He should be more beautiful than Yu Qingchi.

He met Yu Qingchi's eyes, and Yu Qingchi's long eyelashes left a shadow, shaking slightly, his throat slid up and down, and then closed his eyes.

Yan Fanglin also closed his eyes.

Standing among them, the Taoist Chaoshan stood up two fingers and stood on his lips and chanted the spell silently. The Yin-Yang Bagua Picture composed of talismans on the ground floated up. Yan Fanglin suddenly felt his body lighter and he floated up. He could

Feeling him spinning in the air, he couldn't help but feel fear and excitement, and secretly opened one eye, but he couldn't see anything, only seeing the talismans in his eyes, everything was empty everywhere, only the talismans were flying fast

Sliding past his eyes, the pattern drawn by cinnabar was shining with blood-red light, floating out of the yellow paper, and attacking him directly. Before he could close his eyes, his body trembled suddenly, feeling a heat flow.

, directly penetrated through his eyebrows.

His body fell backwards, his long hair spread out, and his waist was supported by a warm and light spiritual power. He seemed to be spinning rapidly, but he couldn't tell whether it was reality or illusion. He only felt the brain in front of him.

There was a blank space in it. Before I could adapt to the changes in the light, I saw a black demonic energy rushing into his spiritual platform with thunder.

Yan Fanglin groaned, and then felt himself rushing into a hot embrace. Although he could not see anything except a black fog, he smelled the familiar aura of the other person, which was the aura of the cold dew of the green bamboo.

The black fog in front of him dissipated. What he saw was Yu Qingchi's blood-filled eyes. The blue fog was shrouded between his eyebrows, and his eyes were shaking, as if he was trying hard to restrain something, but his arms were tightening, almost

He was so breathless that he couldn't breathe.

Oops, this situation is like... a poison attack, and Yu Qingchi is about to chew him.

Suddenly a strong force surged from behind him, and then one hand hooked his waist from behind him. It was the Taoist Chaoshan, and the other hand hugged him tightly. The three of them showed a confrontation, and he was

It's the one sandwiched in the middle.

Chaoshan Taoist, who had always been noble and gentle, now had a gloomy face and a strong possessive desire to grasp Yu Qingchi's shoulder and pushed him hard.

Yu Qingchi was pushed out in an instant, and his body hit the door of the quiet room. With a bang, he broke a hole in the door, which shocked Hong Ying and Lu Xinghe who were standing outside were stunned.

Yan Fanglin leaned against Chaoshan Taoist and fell to the ground. All this happened so suddenly. He looked up in shock and saw the green jade hairpin on Chaoshan Taoist's head.
Chapter completed!