Banlangen and Giant Lingen

20

When the plot was at a critical moment, a pair of hands hooked Nangong Jin's shoulders sinisterly.

"Jinjin..."

Nangong Jin jumped up suddenly, his head hurting from knocking.

The young demon was sticking to his body as if soft and boneless, and his tall and burly body was half bent, which was not suitable for the scene.Ah Jue's eyes were watery, as if water was about to drip.

"Jin Jin is not at ease waiting for me in the bamboo pavilion, but here to have fun?"

Nangong Jin shrank into a ball, trembling.

"Huh? What is Jinjin holding? Show me."

With a twist of Ah Jue's palm, the small porcelain bottle slipped into his hand.

"I happen to be thirsty. Did Jinjin prepare it for me? It's so sweet."

The young man smiled sweetly, and the liquid flowed down his throat continuously, and he drank the whole bottle in a blink of an eye.

It didn't take long for the potion to take effect, and Ah Jue's eyes turned red.

Ruined! ! !

Nangong Jin couldn't help crying, her butt throbbed.

Who will take this sick and petite wolf dog away, I'm going to drive west tonight! ! !

21

The disturbing sight outside the window finally disappeared, and the corners of Xuan Yijun's mouth curled up.

He was lazily lying on his side on the couch, his clothes were half-faded, and his round shoulders were looming.

"All right."

The uninvited guest has also left, and the rest...

"Magic Palace Guardian, I'm tired, please leave."

22

A black scale dragon tail hooked Xuan Yijun's ankle.

The sharp spikes were carefully restrained so as not to scratch his fragile ankles.

The dragon's tail wound slowly and ambiguously, along the calf, and stretched into the unknown secret place little by little, and several red marks were drawn on the slender white skin.

"What do you want to do?!"

Xuan Yijun turned cold, but was dragged into the arms of the other party.

"Before I leave, I have one more thing to do."

A man suppresses the scorching heat of blood, his heart is strong, and his desires and instincts can also be eliminated.

Bei Xingtian forced himself to take a step back.

"I haven't said it for years."

"I didn't miss the appointment on your birthday."

It was snowing all over the sky that year, and we met in Tianshan Mountain.

Xuan Yijun's health was getting worse and worse, and he might not be able to last until the beginning of spring next year.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter and thousands of miles of glaciers, Xuan Yijun insisted on climbing to the peak.

He understood that it might be his last birthday.

The top of Tianshan Mountain is also his mother's burial place, and I'm afraid it will eventually become his grave.

That gathering was for an eternal parting.

"Oh? Then where did you go? Maybe you got lost in some unknown forest again, and you can't get out?"

Xuan Yijun frowned and mocked, his mouth full of bitterness.

"Go away, don't come back."

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Bei Xingtian was silent.

He is not a person who can speak well, and he bears everything in his heart.

This matter is irrefutable, it is his fault first.

It would be better if it could be earlier, or it would be better if it could be later, that day he learned of Xuan Yijun's life limit and made a crazy decision.

Experienced 99 thunder calamities, sculpted the body and condensed beads, crossed the calamity and transformed into a dragon.

24

Bei Xingtian wanted to stay.

Stay with Xuan Yijun.

Whether it is his medicine guide, his vessel, a small dragon that is boring to play with, or the only fire dragon in the world, he wants to do a little bit for the one he loves.

Bei Xingtian raised his head, his palm formed a sword, and pierced straight towards his chest, blood spurting out.

What was pulled out was a round dragon ball with red evil light.

For each true dragon, only one dragon ball will condense in the hit.Handing over the Dragon Ball is a symbol of sharing life and death. Among the Dragon Clan, that is marriage.

"Today, I finally delivered the Dragon Ball to you."

Bei Xingtian was panting heavily, recovering from serious injuries, lost the Dragon Ball again, and his face was pale.

"Sorry, so many years late."

The dragon's tail drooped weakly, and the man showed a weak smile.

"Yijun, with the Dragon Ball as an offer, how about marrying me?"

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The monk in white was stunned, the dragon ball was so hot that it was impossible to grasp it.

He thought that he only loved himself in this life, but he had no time to take care of what he wanted, so he hugged the man distressedly.

The gentle spiritual energy healed his wounds, with Xuan Yijun's awkward gentleness.

"idiot."

He whispered in the man's ear and put the dragon ball back in the wound.

"We at Tianqing Peak are not interested in marriage, we are only interested in marriage."

26

The iceberg that kept people thousands of miles away has finally melted.

He has found his destined lover and no longer needs to force himself to be alone.

Perhaps what he is looking forward to is not longevity, but the company of life.

In the final analysis, Xuan Yijun is still a person trapped in the world of mortals.

If the calamity of love is something he must experience, he is willing to face it with a man.

"Xingtian."

Xuan Yijun called Bei Xingtian's name for the first time.

"If you have prepared a dowry, then marry me."

Facing such a heart-to-heart man, it was already impossible to refuse.

27

After a night.

Nangong Jin rolled off the bed in a collapsed state, and had a real play with her butt blossoming.He angrily kicked the small electric motor behind him, and the small motor leaked air.

Nangong Jin rallied a hundred thousand times and climbed from the bamboo pavilion to Xuan Yijun's residence.

Under the peach blossom forest, there are two figures, one black and one white, they are making tea and discussing swords, the atmosphere is just right.

Take a closer look, Shizun's face is glowing red today, but Brother Bei's face is as white as paper.

Nangong Jin's heart tossed through countless grass mud horses, and he deeply doubted life.

28

Since then, Nangong Jin developed an inexplicable guilty conscience and sympathy for Big Brother Bei.

Serving him tea and water to wash away the wind and dust, and stuffing him with aphrodisiac medicine, one sip for each teacher's wife, it was so enthusiastic.

Bei Xingtian was holding a tiger whip full of deer antler, not knowing how to refuse.

"..."

The monk in white was expressionless, picked up a handful of herbs, and threw them into the alchemy furnace as firewood.

"What kind of crooked idea is this disciple playing?"

The medicinal materials ignited immediately when exposed to fire, and the room was filled with thick smoke that made it difficult to breathe.

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Nangong Jin succeeded, he looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Hahahahahahaha, good you Xuan Yijun, you finally got the trick this time! I adjusted the concentration three times, if you don't believe me..."

The monk in white appeared behind Nangong Jin without anyone noticing.

"Oh? My beloved disciple is calling him by his first name without seeing his master?"

Nangong Jin trembled in fright.

"Pfft, Master?! How could you be outside???"

Xuan Yijun dragged his chin leisurely, his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly.

"Your mistress is watching the fire for me, so I'm naturally outside. Or is there something wrong with me being outside?"

Nangong Jin shook his head hastily, and almost threw it away.

"Student."

"Yes!"

"The spiritual plants in the Baicao Garden need to be watered, and no one has claimed the share of the Treasure Pavilion. ..."

Nangong Jin knelt down and applauded loudly.

Before leaving, she looked at the room with tears.

Brother Bei! ! !

I'm sorry oh, you wish you luck qwq!

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Xuan Yijun licked his lower lip, stuck out his delicate little tongue, and hid it like a fox.

"All right."

I'm going to be busy tonight.

【End of the show】