crossing magic

The Emperor of Heaven seemed to have expected Yan Cang to come back, and held a banquet in the bedroom, just waiting for Yan Cang.

Yan Cang was not too polite, went to pick up the pot and poured a big gulp directly into his mouth, and wiped his mouth when he was done: "It's not as delicious as Qinglan's Jade Muscle Lotion."

The Emperor of Heaven looked at him with a worried look.

"Why, want to slap me again?"

But the Emperor of Heaven said: "Do you know the reason why you ascended 2000 years ago but didn't become a god?"

Yan Cang said bluntly, "I haven't thought about it."

The Emperor of Heaven seemed to be choked, and took a sip of wine before calming down: "I know you haven't thought about it, Yan Cang, it's not too late to start thinking about it now."

Yan Cang tilted his eyebrows on the couch: "Can you say something clearly? I'm most annoyed by you gods who pretend to be profound."

"The time has not come yet!" The Heavenly Emperor stroked his beard.

"You don't know the reason, do you?" Yan Cang snorted coldly, "Have you seen Cang Ming's origin?"

The Emperor of Heaven stared, his lips trembling with anger: "Is there something in the Three Realms that I don't know?"

"Then tell me."

"Well..." A wine glass was thrown over, and the Emperor of Heaven really wanted to slap this guy to death: "Go back and practice hard, don't pester Qinglan all day long."

Yan Cang didn't take it seriously, but instead smiled: "Old man, did I see Qing Lan when I was in the land of the underworld?"

"do not know!"

An idea flashed in Yan Cang's mind: "Ah, I can't see the Sansheng Stone, but I should be able to see it through the sky-peeping mirror, right? Old man, I'm leaving!"

Just leave as soon as you say, and don't forget to take a pot of wine when you leave.

The Emperor of Heaven sighed.

"Qing Lan, Qing Lan, let's go find Song Heng."

Shouting all the way into the hall, there was movement from Han Yuchi.

Qing Lan is taking a bath?A certain dragon was overjoyed, rushed in hastily, peeled off the curtain, and stopped suddenly...

In the cold jade pond, the bodies of two red fruits were entangled together.

Qing Lan closed her eyes, raised her head slightly, her slender neck was drawn into a fragile arc, and one of them was imprinting dense kisses on it with fascination.

It originally belonged to him, Qing Lan's lips, every inch of Qing Lan's body belonged to Yan Cang.

At this time, another man was wantonly possessing him, Yan Cang's eyes were red, and a monstrous anger rose in his chest instantly.

That man is none other than Song Heng!

"Song Heng, you deserve to die!" Yan Cang's mind suddenly cleared up as the fatal seal was printed.

Something is wrong, Qing Lan is not such a person!

But then, the two people in the cold jade pool hugged each other and flew out, not only avoiding Yan Cang's attack, but even joined hands to fight back.

Yan Cang stared at Qing Lan's face closely, as cold as ice.

His sanity seemed out of control, and he couldn't control what happened next.

Another Song Heng flew over, Yan Cang couldn't hear what he said, but felt extremely disgusted with this person.

Song Heng, Song Heng...

I thought this person was not pleasing to the eye, how dare he do such a thing to Qing Lan?

He hit Song Heng, and a dharma seal passed. Song Heng, who was his opponent, immediately vomited blood.

Just as he was about to give him a shock, his arms tightened.

He turned his head and met Qing Lan's cold gaze.

Yan Cang's eyes were bloodshot, but he looked at Qing Lan closely, as if he wanted to engrave him into his soul and reincarnate together.

It was impossible to hit Qing Lan with the seal in his hand, and Yan Cang suffered a backlash, almost breaking all the veins in his body.

Then, many people came and surrounded Yuji Mountain. A group of bull-nosed people didn't know what they were talking about, pointing at him.

Yan Cang's whole body seemed to be on fire, and the area between his eyebrows twitched, as if something was about to burst out of the ground.

He was very familiar with this feeling, it was exactly the same as before he became a demon on the Dragon Slaying Stage.

How can it be?

Back then, he became a demon in order not to submit to the Emperor of Heaven, and he did not want to suffer death, so he became a demon as a last resort.

What now?

The coolness on Qinglan's body continued to flow, thinking of the scene he saw just now, he grabbed Qinglan's waist and kissed it viciously. When his consciousness was lost, he just shouted over and over again: "Are you Mine, you are mine..."

When Yan Cang woke up, Qing Lan was sitting beside his bed reading a book, holding a book of historical sites in his hand, reading it so seriously that even Yan Cang didn't notice when he woke up.

The memory before he fell into a coma gradually came back, and at this moment Yan Cang was sure that he had fallen for someone.

The guy hiding in the fairyland made another move, and he caught his weakness in one fell swoop.

"What are you looking at?"

"About ancient times..." Qing Lan put down the book: "Are you awake?"

Yan Cang's eyes narrowed suddenly, and he saw a bright red mark on Qinglan's neck, with a large thorn showing under the earlobe.

Long Jun Yancang almost killed Zhenjun Yuji under the noses of the immortals, and this matter is well known.

Facing Shang Qinglan's concerned eyes, a certain shameless dragon finally felt a little ashamed: "That, I did it?"

Qing Lan was taken aback, touched her neck, and skipped the topic decisively.

"You have entered the illusion of the succubus. I don't know what you saw, but you did hurt Brother Song Heng." Qing Lan took a porcelain bottle and poured out a pill: "You yourself have suffered backlash, Take medicine."

At that time, Yan Cang would rather be backlashed by himself than take action against Qing Lan, and the immortals also saw it clearly.

this person...

Qing Lan can't forget Yan Cang's blood-red eyes looking at him that... that... that he can't say, a hard blow from the chest and heart, the heart that was as cold and hard as cold jade suddenly softened for a moment.

Holding Qinglan's palm, Yan Cang took the medicine, practiced his skills and adjusted his breath, and then expressed his doubts: "The Dream Demon has already fallen in the battle between immortals and demons 500 years ago, and it is impossible for him to hide in the fairy world. This person, Who is it?"

Qing Lan looked at Yan Cang and said, "Did you want to say something?"

"Qing Lan, do you know what I saw?"

Qing Lan frowned, Yan Cang's expression made him a little nervous.He also wanted to know, what did this man see so that he didn't see through the succubus's illusion, and easily fell for it. If he hadn't arrived in time, the Immortal Realm might have suffered another catastrophe.

Yan Cang's eyes flashed coldly, and he pulled Qing Lan over as if changing his face, stretched out his hand to caress the other's neck, and even teased: "Qing Lan, now the whole fairy world knows my feelings for you, what do you say? "

He waited for Qing Lan's answer with great interest. The hickey marks on the other party's neck were really beautiful, so he decided to change to the other side when the one on this side dissipated.

"Then, how do you think I should answer?" Qing Lan looked serious, and this answer really lived up to everyone's expectations.

Yan Cang was not in a hurry, he pulled someone over and kissed him hard, and took a picture of the damn picture in his mind, it was true, even if it was fake.

Qing Lan didn't ask any further, he was also hiding something in his heart.