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This person even had a cold fragrance on his lips, and his whole body was filled with an aura of abstinence. Yan Cang's heart fluttered. He originally planned to touch him, but he never thought that his mind would be out of control if he was glued to Qinglan. Now, all actions are completely left to instinct.

With his arms tightened, he encloses Qinglan's thin lips, sucks gently, wets Qinglan's with his warm lips, and tastes back and forth carefully.

He didn't dare to close his eyes, and stared closely at Qing Lan's face.

Qing Lan's eyes just flashed a touch of surprise at the beginning, and soon returned to calm, which made people startled and angry.Yan Cang suddenly wanted to do something, stubbornly trying to break his calm and make him flustered.

But as soon as the tip of his tongue was stuck out, before he had time to poke it in, Qing Lan struggled a bit, pushed Yan Cang away unquestionably, stood up, and gently hung down his snow clothes. He stood in front of the bed and asked calmly: "Who is this?" Why?"

Yan Cang simply lay down, propped his head on his right hand, and said nonsense with a smile: "Suddenly want to taste what you smell like."

Qing Lan took a look at him, guessing that Yan Cang was messing around again, and said nonchalantly: "You should have a good rest, don't practice for now."

A few days later, the violent celestial power in Yan Cang's body stabilized.At the same time, he discovered that since his dragon veins repaired and began to practice, the phenomenon of the two forces intertwined in his body disappeared, and there was only one force left, without the restraint of the other force, and his cultivation speed was particularly fast.

Thinking of the elixir that Qinglan made for him, and practicing with him every day, it's probably all due to Qinglan.If there is no Qinglan, just rely on him to practice blindly, maybe it is really possible to become a demon again, because he doesn't know how to suppress the magical power that competes with the immortal power.

Opening the door, a person knelt down in front of Yan Cang with a plop.

Yaoyue cupped her hands tremblingly: "Thank you for your help, Lord Long. If Lord Long doesn't dislike you, Yaoyue is willing to worship Lord Long as a teacher. Master..."

Yan Cang's long and narrow eyes turned cold, and before Yaoyue could finish speaking, he kicked Yaoyue away.

"Qing Lan..." Yan Cang went over and grabbed Qing Lan's hand without shame: "It's so boring here, let's go out for a walk."

Xin Mo on the side snorted heavily, thinking that Zhenjun's territory is boring, this shameless dragon can die.

Qing Lan seemed to be thinking of something, but this time it was not Yi Yancang: "Although my place is boring, it is better than being remote and quiet, which is suitable for you to practice."

Yan Cang heard something, is Qing Lan planning not to leave this pine forest until he wakes up?

Yaoyue, who flew out, flew back, she got the courage out of nowhere, grabbed Yan Cang's sleeve and knelt down: "Master..."

In front of Qing Lan, Yan Cang didn't want to kick again, but his face was obviously not good.I am a dragon anyway, even if I want to take in an apprentice, I have to take in a unicorn, a little phoenix, a magical beast like that, what is it to take in a little fox demon?

"Let go."

"True monarch..."

Qinglan just watched, Yaoyue asked him for help and he was indifferent, this is Yancang's business, he will not interfere.

Yaoyue tightly grasped Yan Cang's sleeve robe, her body was obviously trembling, I felt pity for her, but she persisted and refused to give up.

What does Yan Cang hate the most?Touching his body was one of them. With a flick of the sleeve robe, Yaoyue was thrown into the air, but she didn't fall, being held up by a ball of fire.

The flame of the fire was relatively low, and it didn't burn Yaoyue's body, but the horrible burning pain shot up from the soles of Yaoyue's feet in an instant. His whole body seemed to be trapped in a sea of ​​flames, and he was about to be burned to ashes. Usually, there is that kind of heart-piercing pain in the joints of the bones.

Qing Lan frowned slightly.

Yan Cang watched coldly, he didn't want to say a word of nonsense to irrelevant people.

Yaoyue finally knew that his little bit of morality was not worth mentioning to Yan Cang, and finally compromised, and cried out mournfully: "No, no, please forgive me, Dragon Lord, Yaoyue...don't dare to wishful thinking."

Yan Cang flicked his middle finger, the ball of fire dissipated, and Yaoyue fell heavily to the ground, her body twitching like a convulsion.Yan Cang dragged Qing Lan away without any explanation, and Xin Mo followed of course.

It took Yaoyue a long time to get up, touched her body, and knowing that she hadn't turned into ashes, she let out a light breath.Song Heng watched from not far away and shook his head.

From this day on, Yaoyue no longer mentioned about apprenticeship, but she no longer clings to Qing Lan, and always follows Yan Cang not far or near, serving tea and water, very attentive.

Yan Cang saw that he had settled down a lot, so he didn't set him on fire again. He pretended that he was transparent, and still pestered Qing Lan begging for nothing all day long.

There is no time in the mountains, and in the blink of an eye, Yan Cang has stayed in this pine forest for two years. As for his cultivation, Xin Mo said that this topic is too heavy.

There is a mountain stream not far from the wooden house. Although Yan Cang doesn't need to eat or take a bath now, he can refresh his body with a trick, but he still maintains the habit of ordinary people, going to the mountain stream to soak for a while every now and then.

Yan Cang took off his clothes and entered the water naked, his porcelain white skin and long jet black hair rippling in the water, like a soul-stirring ink painting.

He squinted his eyes, regretting not being able to trick Qing Lan over.

Qing Lan is really not stupid, since Yan Cang managed to kiss him for the first time, he never found a chance to do it again, no matter how he played tricks, he could only hold hands and hug his waist.

Far from enough.

Yan Cang has never wanted to have someone so urgently, and Qing Lan is the only one.

But Xin Mo's big black wolf told him that Qinglan was transformed from Wannian Hanyu, she was born ignorant of what it was, and gods are not allowed to fall in love.The Emperor of Heaven is a selfish old bastard, he only allows himself to have a queen, and does not allow others to find a fairy lover.

Also, it is said that Qinglan's master is a god who is as powerful as the emperor of heaven. If you want to get involved with Qinglan, you have to be prepared to be slapped twice.

Ah, by the way, Xin Mo's damn big black wolf said that he was slapped to death by the Emperor of Heaven, every time Yan Cang thought of this, he wanted to breathe fire.

Just as he was fantasizing about taking that slap back, there was a slight sound of water behind him, and someone entered the water and was slowly approaching.

Yan Cang frowned, and was about to make a move, but suddenly a strange feeling rose in his body.

Yan Cang is very familiar with this feeling as his body gradually heats up. Every time he stays with Qing Lan for a long time, he has this urge.The skin seemed to become hungry, wanting to be touched and kissed, especially wanting to hug Qinglan's cold body.The thing below was bloodshot and stood upright, with its round scarlet head protruding from the water, and the desire broke the embankment, eating away at his consciousness.

As soon as his shoulders warmed up, his soft lips came down, and an equally hot hand brushed away his hair, wrapping it softly around his thin waist, his smooth and soft body pressed against him, a hot kiss ran down his neck, delusion Covering lips stained red with desire.

A thin layer of sweat was forced out of Yan Cang's forehead, his body heated up rapidly, and the surrounding water seemed to be heated, and white mist began to rise.

The person on the back let out an unbearable groan, and the fire of lust was on the verge of ignition.

At this moment, Yan Cang suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed the opponent by the neck, and flung him fiercely.