crossing magic

Is Jun Rumo afraid?

afraid!

But what he was afraid of was not that the demon king wanted his life.

Knowing that these people were his former subordinates, Yan Cang could turn a blind eye to some things, but it was about Qinglan, no matter who it was, he would never allow Qinglan to say nothing.

"Without Qinglan, I would have disappeared a long time ago." The tiger's mouth tightened, and the sound of bone dislocation came from his palm. Yan Cang said word by word: "Put your little thoughts away, or leave me ruthless."

Jun Rumo's eyes were red, not because of tears, he was laughing.

Yan Cang was very close to him at this time, so close that he could smell the rosin stained on the other party's body, which was exactly the same as that on Qing Lan's body.

"Mozun, my mind has never been small." Jun Rumo caressed Yan Cang's hand. He didn't seem to care whether Yan Cang would crush his neck. a prison.

Yan Cang felt that the surrounding air seemed to thicken, with heat, which penetrated through his thin clothes and covered his skin, causing him to shiver.

Jun Rumo's hands are quite slender and well maintained, with fingers like green onions.The skin under the fingertips was delicate and smooth, and he stroked it up little by little with his hand.

Yan Cang put more force on his hands, Jun Rumo Xuebai's face was flushed red, but the movements of his hands didn't stop.

He is gambling!

Make a bet on his loyalty and Yan Cang's unfeeling, if he loses, his neck will be pinched by Yan Cang, if he wins, Yan Cang will be his.

Good deal!

He looked at the sweat dripping from Yan Cang's face, and his body shivered with heat.

As the bearer of the secret technique, his desire is several times stronger than Yan Cang's. If his neck is not still in Yan Cang's hands, he must have softened into a puddle of mud at this time.

Yan Cang tried his best to endure: "Say, how to get rid of it?"

Jun Rumo giggled, because his throat was tightly pinched, not only it became difficult for him to breathe, but even his laughter became very strange: "The demon...can't solve it...unless...you kill me... "

"You think I won't kill you?" Yan Cang threw him away, a fireball appeared in his palm at the same time, Yan Cang panted, and said in a serious tone: "In that case, I can't keep you." He raised his hand , even though his eyes were red, through the scorching flames, he could deeply feel his murderous intent.

Jun Rumo seemed to be in disbelief that Yan Cang would actually kill him. All these years, he had been silently guarding this man, guarding Tianmo Cliff painstakingly, and for whom?

But this man wanted to kill him.

Really want to kill him, not intimidation, just like, his Jun Rumo's life is not worth mentioning in his eyes.

If he is obedient, Mozun can ignore him, but if he has any unreasonable thoughts, Mozun will mercilessly put him to death.

Yes, this is Yan Cang, this is Mozun.

The fireball in Yan Cang's hand was not successfully thrown, because Jun Rumo activated the secret technique again.

His hand suddenly softened, and the fireball was extinguished due to Yan Cang's lack of internal energy.

He fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment, with heat waves billowing from his lower abdomen and tightness in bursts.The strong desire swallowed his sanity at the same time, and his fire-breathing gaze fell on Jun Rumo involuntarily, wanting to pounce on him and tear him apart.

The suppressed magical power was already ready to move.

Yan Cang suddenly remembered the scenes he saw on the Sansheng Stone. He was always in a state of embarrassment, fighting with the sky and the earth in killing and being killed. Every time he died, his face was full of despair and resentment towards the world. Heavier than I.

In this life, if it wasn't for the restoration of his primordial spirit, Xuanyuan Che would have closed his eyes with hatred, whether it was the sword or the self-severing dragon vein.

But he knew he wouldn't die because Xin Mo said someone wanted him to live.

When Qinglan found him in Yirenju, he knew that the person who wanted him to live was Qinglan.

In this world, Qing Lan only wanted him to live, how dare he die?

Jun Rumo crawled over, as the young master of the fox clan, his status is considered noble, but in Yan Cang's eyes, he is just a fox that has become a spirit.

He is a fox who is a little proud, a little willful and a little crazy.

He climbed onto Yan Cang's body, shed tears, and said in a sharp voice, "Either kill me or take me, the secret technique can be solved at any time."

Yan Cang curled his lips, and suddenly struck Jun Rumo's dantian with his palm.

Jun Rumo couldn't help but opened his mouth wide, and a golden demon pill flew out of his mouth, as if recognizing his master, and landed in Yan Cang's palm.

Deterrence alchemy, it turned out to be deterrence alchemy!

"Who taught you?" Jun Rumo looked very weak without the demon pill. This deterrent pill is also a fox clan's secret technique.

The fox tribe is good at deceiving people's hearts. I don't know which generation of ancestors invented this intimidating alchemy. As long as the people of the fox tribe do things with men and women who practice, they can easily obtain the other party's pills with this technique to help them practice .

Since it is a secret technique, of course the ones who know it are the people of the fox clan.

Jun Rumo suddenly shouted: "Yaoyue, get out of here."

He watched Yan Cang swallow his demon pill and cast a spell to use the demon pill to remove the secrets in his body.

Yaoyue came out slowly: "Young master..."

"Damn it!" Jun Rumo slashed over with a palm. Without the Yaodan, this palm was not very powerful, and was easily avoided by Yaoyue. Instead, because of his extreme anger, a fishy sweetness suddenly surged up. Going down, there is still a bloodshot overflowing from the corner of the lips.

Yaoyue looked at Yan Cang, who was obviously improving, and stood up straight: "Young master, whether the Demon Lord becomes a demon or not is his own business. I believe that even if the Demon Lord does not become a demon, neither he nor the real king can do it." He will watch the devil world suffer, why do you force him?"

Zhenjun Zhenjun, it's Qinglan again!

Seeing Jun Rumo's unkind expression, Yaoyue thought to herself, don't blame me, who told Zhenjun to care about the Demon Lord.

In fact, it is because of the secret technique that the Demon Lord always dominates the True Monarch, which is really annoying!

Jun Rumo was so angry that he was going crazy, he really wanted to slap Yaoyue to death with his palm, when suddenly there was a change in the sky.

Yaoyue rolled up her sleeves, crossed her waist and looked at the sky and cursed: "Damn, the old man Fuguang is here again, young master, Mozun, you go, I will bear it." It was really a toad yawning, and his tone was terrible.

Jun Rumo had already stood up, and gave Yan Cang a complicated look. Yan Cang was in a critical period at this moment, and it was impossible for him to forcefully grab the Yao Pill back, otherwise Yan Cang would be seriously injured.

Talking about internal conflicts later, Jun Rumo nodded towards Yaoyue, and the two headed towards the floating light.

The flush on Yan Cang's face gradually receded, and his breathing stabilized. After a while, he opened his mouth and spit out Jun Rumo's demon pill.

As soon as he held the demon pill, there was a loud bang in the distance, and an unknown object flew towards him and smashed straight into his arms.

It's a silver-gray fox, Jun Rumo?

The fox tightly grasped Yan Cang's sleeve, and pointed to the distance with one paw...