As a disciple of the Blood Prison Island, he has left his body after his cultivation. As for the loser who has already turned into ashes, he has long since become ashes. According to his strength, he has lost his body after his weight and is perfect for his middle-aged maniac. He is called Xuanyi.

The three outstanding yellow-level female disciples were all chosen by Xuan Yi, and the other Xuan-level male killers looked at each other, with bad looks.

"You are not here yet." Xuan Yi snorted coldly.

"Advisor Shijiu, pay homage to Master." Huang Shijiu showed a charming smile on his face, twisted his slender waist, and walked to Xuanyi. When Yingying bowed, her chest and clothes sank, she immediately showed her plump and white halves.

Xu Qiuhan's skin is better than snow, his tall figure and beautiful face, there is no expression. His eyes are cold and he does not speak a word, and he comes behind Xuan Yi.

"Brother Ye..." Yan Qiuxue pursed her red lips and quietly stretched out her hand, trying to pull the corner of Ye Xuan's clothes, but Ye Xuan was ignored indifferently and avoided it.

Xuan Yi's expression was gloomy and his eyes were meaningful. He glanced at Ye Xuan and Yan Qiuxue, and recalled that he was not a yellow-level disciple, but had a similar friendship with a female disciple, and finally survived the spirit building.

But reality is cruel after all. Among the previous generation of disciples, Xuan Yi's favorite female disciples chose to be the same as most female disciples, with the highest cultivation and the physical body as capital. These memories almost became the shadow of his life.

"Now, I will be your shadow." A cruel smile appeared on Xuan Yi's mouth. His life was already dark, covered by a layer of shadow. Time flies. Today, he has the ability to become a shadow on others' heads.

Among the dozen mysterious killers, there were two female disciples who ranked high, one was a milf and the other was a dull young woman. Their eyes looked at Ye Xuan together.

The beauty has a rosy face, she looks only in her early thirties, her figure is plump, her skin is smooth, and the two snow peaks on her chest are extremely exaggerated and towering, and she is about to break out of her clothes. Her upper body is slightly tilted back, her chest is straightened and her abdomen is tightened, and her body is full of seductive charm.

"This disciple, I, Xuan Ba, have taken it away." The beautiful woman pointed at Ye Xuan, stretched out her red lips, and licked it back and forth.

The beautiful woman's frivolous behavior caused the male disciples present to have their eyes straightened and they swallowed their saliva. What's more, they quickly blocked their lower body and covered their instinctive reactions.

"He, I want it." The dull and mysterious female disciple suddenly spoke, with most of her face covered with long hair, and the sound from her mouth seemed extremely dull.

"Oh, the iron tree is blooming? Senior Sister Xuan Si, how dare I compete with you for a man."

The beautiful woman's face became stiff, her seductive eyes turned, and her eyes fell on Xuan Si's slender legs, slowly moved upward, frozen at the base of Xuan Si's tight legs, her jade hand covered her red lips, and she let out a sweet smile.

Ranking is based on strength only. Xuan Si is much younger than her, but her cultivation is stronger than her. She is taciturn on her daily life and can easily squeeze out a few words throughout the year.

"You have chosen Huang Yi, so my junior sister will choose this bald man. The handsome guy is just bald."

Budu smiled slightly, nodded at the beautiful woman, stood behind the beautiful woman, leaving only the honest bald man in place, and the tyrannical look in his eyes even more violent.

The honest and bald man had a calm face and cursed wildly in his heart: "These gangs of sluts, old and young, all have the same virtues. This damn world, Huang Qi, Huang Qi, this woman has a dissatisfaction with desire. I see how many days you can withstand it."

Half a day later, the selection of disciples in the hall was completed, and the Xuan-level killer took his disciples back to their respective caves.

Blood Prison Island, in a cave facing west, Xuan Yihan was lying on a recliner, looking coldly at the three girls below.

"Take off all your clothes." Xuan Yi's voice was plain, as if he was talking about something trivial.

When the three girls heard this, they reacted inconsistently. Xu Qiuhan looked cold and turned around and left without saying a word. With her talent and arrogance, she was not afraid of the other party's difficulties.

Yan Qiuxue bit her red lips tightly. She knew that the consequences of her rejection would probably not last half a year. Even if she did not die of the mission, she would be secretly killed by Xuan Yi.

"Brother Ye..." Yan Qiuxue was hesitating, Ye Xuan's figure appeared in her mind and left with a little uneasy.

Xuan Yi, who was half lying on the recliner, looked faintly and coldly glanced at the two women's left backs, but did not stop them.

The choice of the cause and effect depends entirely on them. Of course, different choices will also be different. There is no free lunch in the world.

Huang Shijiu looked at the beautiful eyes and watched the two girls leave. He hummed disdainfully, twisted his waist and came to Xuan Yi, and said coquettishly: "The disciple is still in a perfect body."

"Oh, I have to test you well, it depends on how hard you are." Xuan Yi cut out his finger from the air, and the girl in front of him immediately broke her clothes, and she couldn't find a wisp in a flash, revealing a bright and fair body.

"Master Master will be satisfied." Huang Shijiu smiled sweetly, and showed her delicate figure in front of Xuan Yi. This is her only proud capital at present.

In another cave to the west, the afterglow of dusk shone, making the cave full of bright red.

"From today on, I am your master. According to the rules, I... have, have the right..." Xuan Si broke his usual dullness and became vague afterwards.

The cave has a wide space and several stone chambers are set up. Ye Xuan was about to find a stone chamber casually, but Xuan Si's actions were somewhat beyond his expectations.

"Don't leave, I know you want to improve your cultivation. I am still a virgin and born on the day of Taiyin..." Xuan Si's voice was still dull, but it was hard to hide the trembling in the voice.

A flash of light flashed in Ye Xuan's eyes. A woman born on the day of Taiyin is the best dual cultivation goal, which can nourish the soul of the Taoist couple and accelerate their practice.

Xuan Si's delicate body trembled slightly, her face covered by her long hair, and her teeth were clenched. She felt her body tightening. It turned out that the feeling of being hugged was so warm. How long has it been since she felt this warmth after her parents passed away?

Ye Xuan had a expressionless face and lifted away the long hair covering his face. This was a face in his early twenties. He was clearly a beautiful woman, but her face was dull and her eyes were dull.

Ye Xuan didn't say anything nonsense. While waving his hand, there were more than a dozen cushions on the ground. He hugged Xuan Si horizontally and walked with his clothes, his clothes fell to the ground. Under the afterglow of the sunset, their bodies were entangled.

The evening came, and in the past three years, Ye Xuan practiced wholeheartedly. With Xuan Si's careful teaching, the two of them practiced both times and completed the killing mission together.

His strength is improving by leaps and bounds, from a yellow-level third-level killer to a yellow-level first-level killer. His cultivation level has been twelve levels of great perfection, and he has left his body half a step away.

In the stone room, Ye Xuan woke up from his dream on the same day, glanced around with his eyes, Xuan Si snuggled in his arms, sleeping peacefully, and regarded him as his closest person. Ye Xuan's confused eyes suddenly became extremely anxious.

"I am Ye Xuan." He felt a deep chill that made him cold from head to toe.

Before he knew it, he had experienced three years in this strange memory, which was obviously not his life, but when he recalled it, he felt empathy.

Three years of memory, day and night, under the influence of subtle influence, although he briefly recovered himself from this person's memory, he was shocked to find that his mind had changed drastically.

If you become indifferent and ignore life and death, after careful consideration, there are traces to follow. Different life experiences create different minds and natures. Those who can maintain their original minds and be consistent and not influenced by the outside world are, after all, very few.

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