Mortal Mage

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There are a wide variety of items in the Immortal Market, but they are complicated and chaotic, and many magical weapons require specific spiritual roots or specific skills to be compatible and driven.

Zhang Mingxuan followed behind Yun, and the two of them strolled until the sun set, but they only bought common items such as healing pills and sound transmission jade slips, and then returned to the guest room.

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Tianzihao room.

Pushing open the door, spiritual energy flows into the lungs, making people feel calm and peaceful.

The wooden walls in the room are carved with patterns of fairy beasts, the bedding is made of tiger skin, the carpet is made of fairy grass, and the curtains are as silky as clouds.

The tables and chairs are made of rare fairy wood and are extremely heavy.

The fairy tree exudes a faint spiritual aura.

A stack of newly placed incense has already been lit in the incense burner.

The incense emitted wisps of white smoke, and the charming and refreshing floral scent filled the nostrils of the two.

With a "bang", Yun Yun closed the door.

"You have something to say!"

Zhang Mingxuan's heart skipped a beat and he stared at Yun in horror.

He already felt uneasy in this strange city of immortal cultivation, and Yuyun's various behaviors made him even more at a loss.

"ring!"

"I can't give it to you."

"You have no power, you can't protect this ring! Give it to me!" Yun Yun blocked Zhang Mingxuan in the corner of the guest room; "Don't force me to take it by force! There are too many people outside, and you have no choice at the moment!"

"You, how could you go back on your word!"

"This is not going back on my word. This ring was left by my former grandfather. It is very valuable!"

After Yun Yun finished speaking, she stretched out her leg and knocked Zhang Mingxuan to the ground. She turned around and pressed down on Zhang Mingxuan's calf, trying to take off his socks.

"Rude!"

Zhang Mingxuan struggled hard, waving his legs wildly.

The immortal city cannot use cultivation, so Yun can only use ordinary people's manpower to hold down Zhang Mingxuan.

Zhang Mingxuan felt more at ease when he saw that Xiyun was just using brute force to suppress him. He stared at her legs like a scoundrel while arching his waist to grab Xiyun's slender waist and tried to flip her sideways.

"You! Presumptuous!"

Yun Yun felt her willow waist being pulled to the side by Zhang Mingxuan, and she felt ashamed and annoyed. "Let go!"

"Let go of my legs!"

"Give me the ring, you can't protect it!"

"Protect it or not, that's my ring!"

"What a foolish and stubborn ass!" Yuyun didn't care and tore off the socks on Zhang Mingxuan's feet with a "rip".

"Ding ding ...

Jin Huanghuang's storage ring fell out of his socks and rolled under the bed.

Yunyun quickly crawled under the bed and grabbed the ring.

Zhang Mingxuan held her slender waist tightly from behind.

Without the ability to use her cultivation skills, Huan Yun was not much different from an ordinary woman.

"Let go!"

"My ring!"

"Zhang Mingxuan! Don't touch me!"

Zhang Mingxuan turned over, grabbed the collar of Xiyun's shirt from behind with one hand and pulled it out, while with the other hand he desperately grabbed Xiyun's shoulder.

"Big sister, you are a rogue!"

He pressed on Xiyun's back, squeezing her hard, and at the same time tried to grab the ring.

"You bastard! Let go!"

The two of them squeezed under the bed. Yun's shoulder was hurt by the beating, but she still insisted on grabbing it.

"I can never give you the ring!"

Zhang Mingxuan exerted force with his feet and also moved forward.

"There are cultivators everywhere here. You can't protect yourself without any cultivation!"

Xiyun pressed her elbow hard against Zhang Mingxuan's lower abdomen.

"It hurts! It hurts!" Zhang Mingxuan felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen and cried out in a low voice.

At the same time, with a "bang", his head hit the heavy fairy wood bed board again. He withdrew his hand holding the ring and rubbed his head which was hit hard.

At this time, his face was close to Yun's ear.

She heard a rapid, hot panting sound next to her ear. For some reason, her face flushed and her heart started beating fast. "Don't breathe so loudly next to my ear!"

"Come out! Stop trying to steal the ring!"

"Don't even think about it!"

After saying this, Xiyun once again stretched out her legs and crawled towards the ring.

"You bastard! You're holding my hair down!"

At some point Zhang Mingxuan rubbed off the hairpin and her hair was scattered all over the floor.

"Don't take my ring!"

"What a stubborn ass!"

Zhang Mingxuan endured the severe pain in his head, held down Xiyun, and kicked his feet vigorously. His hand was almost touching the ring.

Yun was lying on the ground, being pressed down by Zhang Mingxuan to the point of being unable to breathe. She had no strength left in her body. She looked up and saw Zhang Mingxuan about to touch the ring. She felt embarrassed, anxious, and annoyed. She leaned sideways to hold Zhang Mingxuan and tried to turn over with all her strength.

Zhang Mingxuan was arched sideways by Xiyun. He knew that once Xiyun faced him, she would be able to exert her strength. Once Xiyun turned over, he would not be able to control her with her fit body. So he used the force of the bed board to hold Xiyun down tightly.

After all, Xianyun was a cultivator and had experienced many battles. Even without any cultivation, he was stronger than Zhang Mingxuan. He exerted force suddenly and turned over with a "thump".

Suddenly, the two of them looked at each other, their faces touching.

Zhang Mingxuan's nostrils were filled with the fragrance of Huayun's body, and he gazed at Huayun's charming face.

Xiyun's face looked like she had a fever. She let go of Zhang Mingxuan. She didn't dare to look into his eyes again.

The two of them suddenly stopped fighting, stopped talking, and stopped talking.

The atmosphere under the bed fell into a dangerous silence.

The ring lay quietly at arm's length in front of the two of them.

Yun was lying on her back on the ground. She could hear her own heavy breathing and felt her face burning. She turned her head and closed her eyes.

Zhang Mingxuan stared at Xiyun. The light under the bed was dim, but he felt that Xiyun at this moment was so strange, so colorful, and so... beautiful.

He held his arms up for a long time, trembling slightly.

Yanyun's hair was spread on the floor like a mop.

She seemed to have lost her voice and was numb. She didn't speak and didn't seem to have the strength to push Zhang Mingxuan away.

Zhang Mingxuan felt like he was about to suffocate. He was terrified and excited at the same time. His face was almost touching Yuyun's face.

Xiyun's beautiful eyes were closed.

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The incense exudes a floral scent.

Zhang Mingxuan closed his eyes. He had never smelled such a refreshing floral scent.

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He used his mouth to separate Huanyun's lips.

Lips feel moist and refreshed.

His tongue seemed to slide into a gentle abyss, and in the abyss, there was another tongue trying to climb up.

Yunyun's heart began beating violently. She wanted to drive Zhang Mingxuan away, but she timidly hugged Zhang Mingxuan's waist. She wanted to refuse, but was constantly summoned.

She had never been so timid.

Yun, a woman who is over a hundred years old and has never enjoyed love.

At this moment, she felt a little dizzy and trembling all over.

From the moment she hugged Zhang Mingxuan, her behavior was passionate, sudden, unrestrained and rough.

Like a volcanic eruption, the burning lava, mixed with a large amount of mud and rock flow, is also like a river bursting its banks, trying to melt all the grass and trees. The mud splashed, the flood overflowed, roared and rolled, and it was unstoppable.

Zhang Mingxuan squinted his eyes and saw clumps of black hair trembling in front of him. Through the collar of her shirt, he saw the bronze skin under her collarbone, which was shiny, elastic, and radiated a healthy glow.

He stroked Yun's hair carefully.

Xiyun caressed and rubbed Zhang Mingxuan's back.

The two of them panted hard, panted, panted...

The incense has burned out.

A ray of morning sunshine spread into the room.

They intertwined their fingers and fell asleep.