Surprise! The popular villain is actually Long Aotian's wife

The old ghost cultivator looked around with a gloomy gaze.

This old guy actually launched a surprise attack after placing a circle of small black flags around himself for protection.

"Snap" he opened his eyes.

Behind the jagged rock wall, the golden-red hairband floating in the air glowed dimly under the urging of spiritual power, enveloping the figures and aura of the two people.

The ghost cultivator did not find anything unusual, so he continued to practice the black cyclone.

Qi Wu Yue felt weak all over after being kissed. With red eyes and trembling eyelids, she pushed Xiao Lin away.

What I mean is, you rebellious son, you can shut up now.

Xiao Lin didn't understand what was going on, so he held his lower lip and passed a mouthful of sweet spiritual power to him.

Qi Wu Yue thought he was going to cast a telepathic spell. Hesitation flashed across his silver eyes, and he closed his eyes and quickly licked it with the tip of his tongue.

As fast as a dragonfly skimming the water, so touching.

The sweetness spreads in the mouth, and it feels like eating a candy pill.

Sweet is sweet.

But it seems that he didn't lick the sound spell.

Qi Wu Yue: “…”

He pulled Xiao Lin's drooping black hair again.

Rebellious son! Why are you hiding so deeply?

……

Like a kitten sucking milk, licking it again and again.

Xiao Lin narrowed his eyes in pleasure, and felt the throbbing with his lips and tongue.

So cute, I really want to...

Wait a little longer until he confirms the truth thoroughly.

Although the process is a bit difficult.

But don't be greedy or anxious.

Otherwise, what if my brother gets angry and can’t be appeased?

He sighed in his heart and buried the strong desire deep in his eyes.

Qi Wu Yue had a wooden face and licked up all the sweet spiritual power in small gulps.

result……

Someone didn't cast any spell at all.

Qi Wu Yue glared at him.

"What do you mean by that? Is this a give and take?"

Xiao Lin rubbed his lips, then let go with some reluctance, then raised his head again, with surprise in his eyes.

"I thought Zhao Zhao was getting bored waiting and wanted to eat some candy."

Sweet spiritual power, a cheap alternative to sugar pills.

Qi Wu Yue narrowed his eyes in dissatisfaction.

"So you let me lick you for a long time."

Xiao Lin covered his eyelashes and turned away as if embarrassed, and one of his earlobe was bright red.

"I thought...you wanted to..."

Qi Wu Yue: “…”

Translation: I thought you wanted to kiss me, so I stayed still and let you kiss me for a long time.

"Although we haven't performed the contract yet, you can't... you can't..."

His drooping eyelashes trembled violently, his speech was slurred, and when he spoke of this, his entire neck turned red.

"But we didn't overstep the boundaries..."

Qi Wu Yue raised his hand and touched his neck.

So red.

So pure.

Such a big reaction.

If you know, it was just two kisses, but if you don’t know, you might think it was just a repair.

What should I do with this pure cub? Should I send it to southern Xinjiang to dye it?

He fell into deep thought.

Xiao Lin watched him wandering in the sky, reached out to brush away a strand of hair from his forehead, and his fingertips lingered on his soft skin.

He lowered his head, rubbed his chin against Qi Wu Yue's hair, and used voice transmission to change the subject, interrupting Qi Wu Yue's wandering thoughts.

"A ghost cultivator was discovered in the cave of the leader of the Huo Feng Sect. I think we can first pass this information back to the academy."

Qi Wu Yue deeply agreed with this.

They are not really here to do their tasks diligently for the college.

The missions in the Mortal Realm at least had special exchange points, which squeezed Yaozhu hard, but the missions of Huo Fengzong only had 200 exchange points, which could only be used to exchange things in the Treasure Pavilion.

Besides, the mission only required investigating whether Huo Fengzong was colluding with the ghost cultivators.

Now the ghost cultivator is swaggering in the sect master's cave, and the outcome is obvious.

This information will be passed on to the college, and it is none of their concern as to how the college will deal with it.

Xiao Lin took out the jade token for this mission from the mustard seed ring.

It is the size of a palm. In addition to displaying mission information, it is also a communication device, so students have to return it after completing the mission.

As soon as the message "A ghost cultivator was discovered in the cave of the Huofeng Sect's leader" was passed on.

After a moment, the jade token lit up.

There was news from the college.

Xiao Lin scanned the words above and his eyes flashed slightly. It was indeed true.

So he sent a message to Qi Wuyue, "The academy will send people to eliminate the ghost cultivators and... investigate the top leaders of Huo Feng Sect."

It is said to be a thorough investigation, but the result should be a thorough investigation.

Qi Wu Yue was thinking about something else, "Let's empty the treasure house before they get here."

Xiao Lin smiled slightly, "Okay."

The ghost cultivator's cultivation level is at the fifth level of Condensing Veins, although Gao Qi Wu Yue's cultivation level is only at the second level.

But they were in the dark, while the ghost cultivators were in the light, and Xiao Lin's Phoenix True Fire could naturally restrain the evil spirits.

If it is a sneak attack, even if I can't kill him with one blow, I can at least seriously injure the ghost cultivator.

Qi Wu Yue pinched his fingertips and said, "The cyclone above his head is in motion. Let me first break the black and red flags around him for defense. You take the opportunity to inject a stream of Phoenix True Fire into him."

Xiao Lin looked carefully at the black cyclone above the ghost cultivator's head, which was about the size of a bowl. A golden and red light flashed in his eyes, and the circulation of the spiritual power in the entire treasure house was in his sight.

The black cyclone is like an inky funnel, filtering the air.

The blood energy gushing out of the Soul Banner was being absorbed into the black cyclone along with the spiritual energy floating in the air.

Xiao Lin held Qi Wu Yue's white palm, which was already open and ready to gather strength, and said, "I have a way that doesn't require breaking those black and red flags."

Even if the process of breaking through the flag defense is fast, it is easy to alert the enemy. If there is a way to avoid it, it would be better.

Qi Wu Yue withdrew his hand.

Xiao Lin mobilized a golden-red flame and controlled it with his mental power, dispersing it into thousands of parts, almost like small golden-red dots, floating gracefully in the air.

He circulated the five elements of spiritual power.

Soon, five air currents of different colors appeared on the palm, allowing each attribute of spiritual energy to evenly wrap a part of the golden-red dot.

There is no difference between the fire energy after being wrapped and ordinary spiritual energy.

Xiao Lin perfectly integrated it into the spiritual energy in the air.

Even if the Phoenix True Fire is dispersed into small dots the size of particles, it can still be controlled by Xiao Lin.

This kind of control does not even require the use of mental power, but is a kind of connection between oneself, which is very magical.

It was as if the Phoenix True Fire was naturally his.

The two waited patiently for an hour, when Xiao Lin sensed that 80% of the Phoenix True Fire had transformed into fire energy and flowed along the black cyclone into the ghost cultivator's qi sea.

Xiao Lin controlled countless tiny points of fire to burn away the layer of spiritual power that was wrapped around it.

combine.

Countless golden and red dots quickly merged together and condensed into a small ball of flame.

He is reserved and gentle.

The old ghost cultivator immediately realized something was wrong and was horrified. He did not dare to hesitate for a moment and immediately practiced his skills to force the ghost out with his spiritual power.

The art of burning fire.

A ball of flame the size of a small ball suddenly expanded, its size instantly increasing dozens of times, burning like a fireball, filling the entire abdominal cavity of the ghost cultivator.

The golden-red fire twisted and burned, and its fuel was the ghost cultivator's internal organs, spiritual veins and qi sea.

The Phoenix True Fire was extremely hot, and the old ghost cultivator was in great pain. The Soul Banner in his hand fell, and he rolled on the ground in agony, holding his abdomen.

The flame is extremely powerful and its destructive power is terrifying, far exceeding that of ordinary elixir fire. Could it be a strange fire?

The old ghost cultivator roared in pain while trying to calm down and think.

"Yin Qi, gather!"

The old ghost cultivator squeezed out a sentence in a hoarse voice.

He ignored the intense burning pain in his body and kept practicing his martial arts.

At the same time, the black and gray soul flag lit up, and a large amount of cold and gloomy energy was drawn out from it, surging like a stream, causing the temperature of the entire treasure house to drop by several degrees.

The ghost cultivator wanted to use the coldness of ghost energy to extinguish the fire in his body. The cold ghost energy was guided and rushed madly into his abdomen through his mouth and nose.

Ghost energy is cold in nature, and the process of inhaling it makes the ghost cultivator shiver.

I thought I could easily put out the fire, but as soon as the black ghost energy touched the golden-red flame, it was immediately burned, making a sizzling sound.

It was like ice meeting fire, instantly turning into water vapor and evaporating.

The ghost cultivator widened his eyes in disbelief.

The air vibrated, and an explosive spiritual power and a half-arc sword light attacked together from different angles, extremely tricky.

The ghost cultivator raised his hand and shattered the sword light, then dodged another attack of spiritual power.

His hand finally stretched out from under the loose gray robe.

Unlike the neck which was as dry as a dead tree, this hand was swollen, blue-black, and covered with corpse spots.

Qi Wu Yue and Xiao Lin emerged slowly from behind the tunnel.

The ghost cultivator stared at the two men instantly, his cloudy eyes were extremely cold, "Two ignorant juniors, your methods are so vile and shameless that you dared to attack me by surprise."

Qi Wu Yue had an amused look on his face, crossed his arms and said, "Since when did a ghost cultivator have the right to say that others were shameless? How come I didn't know about this?"

Xiao Lin raised his eyes calmly: "Killing a ghost cultivator does not require any particular means."

Before he finished speaking, he drew his sword and stepped forward.

The second way to avoid gods is to hide in the wind!

The sword energy is magnificent, the wind is used implicitly, and the cyclone flows, absorbing all the spiritual energy in the air into the long sword.

A sword that condensed all the spiritual energy of the treasure house was swung down with the momentum to tear through space.

The ghost cultivator retreated rapidly, raising his wide grey robe and throwing something from his sleeve to block the attack.

"Click"

The sword light collided with the blue-gray, breaking part of it into pieces, which fell from the air.

Xiao Lin glanced around and saw that those broken pieces on the ground were... body parts!

The Qinghui who fought with Xiao Lin was——

Corpse puppet!