Unparalleled Gentleman

As a monk with strong mana [not], after struggling for less than half a minute, Ling Duan hummed and vented his essence in the mouth of the prince's long piano, and the relaxation after the body-tightness made him reluctant to give up his hands Lifting it up, a soft hum came from next to my ear, "Uncle Master is very comfortable..."

Ling Duan froze.

Seeing the boy raised his head from between his legs, with a trace of whiteness remaining at the corner of his mouth, Ling Duan silently looked away, refusing to admit that the thing at the corner of his mouth came out of his body.

His-mother-of!It’s so charming to look at!

"Nephew, I'm still feeling bad. Uncle, what should I do?" Ling Duan was startled when his right hand was led to another place where it was hot, but he heard the voice sigh with forbearance.

Ling Duan always had a bad thought in his mind, thinking that he has been a young junior sister with a clean body [not] for many years, so he is going to be taken advantage of by the prince Changqin today? !

How is this possible? !

Although the prince Changqin looked like he was willing to be subordinated to others, but now that he is suppressing himself, he still looks like this, the devil would believe that he is willing to be crushed under him!

So Elder Ling of Tianyong City struggled vigorously, but his strength and mana were not as strong as the opponent's, and he was crushed under him, unable to advance or retreat. When the finger entered the warm and humid tight place, Ling Duan was surprised to find that the opponent Actually, he really wanted to let him be the person above? !

How can I describe my mood at this time so that I can only describe it twice? !

Ling Duan: I have a saying that it's not worth saying that it's not worth it. Is it appropriate to say it? !

Of course, regardless of whether it was right or not, although he was forced to come here before, in the end he was so happy that Ling Duan pressed Prince Changqin's shoulder and turned over——fucking turned over!

Prince Changqin's eyes were blurred, so how could he still have the strength to suppress Ling Duan, he had knocked his soul out of him a long time ago, at least he remembered that this person liked to run away halfway, and he was holding on to one of his wrists, unwilling to let go.

When Ling Duan turned around holding the prince Changqin, his hand rested on the chests of the two of them, and his whole body was bent into an unbelievable arc. It feels a lot tighter down there.

Immediately, his eyes lit up, and he slammed into that place viciously.

Tossed by the waves overnight, when he opened his eyes again that person was no longer by his side, Ling Duan was taken aback for a moment, but finally sighed, stood up and looked down at the bloody bed sheet.

——This is the second time he has hurt the prince Changqin.

After so many years of carefree life, the man who could turn his hand over like a cloud with a gentle smile has faded from his memory, and the yellow clothes flowed into his heart.

For a period of time, Ling Duan had been thinking, if there was no Fu Que, if he wasn't the Ling Duan who was slapped by Ouyang Shaogong many years ago as Duan Xiuqing—if he was really just Duan Xiuqing.

Once time travels to become that ten thousand year peach blossom tree, Duan Xiuqing may not be able to escape the gentleness of the prince Changqin after being together for a hundred years.

It's a pity that the real Duan Xiuqing won't accidentally eat Zhu Guo and travel through the millennium. It's a pity that he is Ling Duan many years later. Between him and the prince Changqin, there is not only time, but also a debt owed. Love debt, life debt, reincarnation of fate.

There will be no next time.

Ling Duanmu destroyed the sheet with a straight face, swearing viciously in his heart that many years later, when he was thrown on the bed by that man with a sneer, he suddenly remembered today, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

If he had known that Ouyang Shaogong would be under the pressure of Ouyang Shaogong because of his oath many years later, he would never have made such a foolish oath!However, it is hard to buy in the world, I knew it earlier!

A disciple knocked on the door outside and asked him if he was awake. Only then did Ling Duan realize that today was the day of the competition between Prince Changqin and his unlucky apprentice, and suddenly he felt a little guilty and angry.

Knowing that today is the day of the competition, that person is so reckless, if Sword Wuyan is not careful, he will die!Is this prince Changqin too big? !

Ling Duan washed up quickly, then walked towards the ring with his sleeves flicked.

In fact, there was no arena in Tianyong City, but after Mausoleum arrived, he felt that something was wrong. In the past three years, he had inspired to change the pattern of Tianyong City, and the arena was set up in the back mountain.

"Elder Lingduan is here too," the master teacher was already there, and there were two straight young men standing above the ring. When Lingduan appeared, someone asked if we could start. Lingduan looked left Looking to the right, he didn't see the real Ziyin, so he couldn't help wondering, "Where is Ziyin?"

The face of the head teacher was a little embarrassed, Ling Duan felt bad intuitively, frowned and looked over there, his voice finally sank, "Say, where is Ziyin? Is that bastard not planning to come?!"

what is this?Do you look down on him? !

"Ziyin is naturally going to appear, after all, the apprentice who is below is still below." A voice came from far away, it seemed to be in the ear but it was far away, Lingduan was taken aback, but Ziyin's voice was still continuing, "Let them begin, I'm on my way."

"Reverend Ziyin did it yesterday, and went to get rid of the demon yesterday." At the same time, there was the helpless voice of the head teacher.

Ling Duan: ...Evil-eliminating, I will sell you to your demon-eliminating mother!

Although the process was quite bumpy, at least the competition has begun. Two teenagers with the same roots, one with unique wisdom, and the other an old monster who has lived for tens of millions of years, were evenly matched when they met.

Ling Duan took a few glances at the swordsmanship of the two and then looked away. As the senior brother of Tianyong City who was criticized by Ling Yue every day, he actually didn't know much about swordsmanship. Since [xia] created [bian]!

Even he himself doesn't know the trick, let alone others_(:зゝ∠)_

His eyes gradually settled on the waist of Prince Changqin, and when he was forced to lower his waist suddenly, and his waist twisted into a very twisted arc, the teacup in Ling Duan's hand felt like He pinched out fine lines.

Hot tea flowed out of the cup and dripped onto his hands. Ling Duan shook his hands, as if he had thought of something, and hummed a sound from his nose. However, in such a split second, the situation on the field changed Earth-shaking changes have taken place!

If it was said that they were evenly matched at first, Lin Xia had the upper hand, but now it has become Lin Li.

Prince Changqin's attack suddenly became sharper, Ling Duan withdrew his gaze, and looked at the man on the field who almost attracted everyone's attention, with an indifferent smile on his lips.

In fact, he has already predicted this kind of scene, but it is not certain who will win this competition!