Master, get your hands off!

The sorcerer who should have been in a deep sleep or even died suddenly appeared in front of him, Tian Lan was stunned for a moment, his mind went blank.

Just when he was in a daze, the witch god had already looked him up and down, and a satisfied arc was drawn at the corner of his mouth.

"Are you his junior? You really look alike." Wu Shen murmured softly, his eyes flashed, and he pinched Tian Lan's chin to force him to raise his head: "Little guy, how about being my child molester?"

"Impossible!" Tian Lan finally recovered from the shocking reaction, just heard his words, and retorted without thinking.

The corners of Wu Shen's eyes were raised slightly, and his face moved closer, "You don't have the right to refuse when it's in my hands."

His body was icy cold, and even the breath when he spoke was chilly, like a moving ice cube of human nature.

Tian Lan felt that her body was gradually becoming stiff under this breath, as if her bone marrow was going to be frozen to death by the cold.

At this moment, he desperately mobilized his spiritual power, trying to get rid of that hand and restore himself to freedom.But he is only from the Three Wonderlands, how can he resist a god, even if the god has just awakened.

The witch god has been watching his movements silently, with unpredictable expressions in his eyes.

He slowly released the hand holding Tian Lan's chin, but before Tian Lan could breathe a sigh of relief, that hand put his hand on his cheek and rubbed it slowly.

The witch god's hands are very delicate, not as delicate as a man's hand.It felt good to be gently touched by soft hands, but Tian Lan felt a chill directly from his back, and it exploded numbly to the top of his head, and he couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.

The hand that had been rubbing against his face was like a poisonous snake, slippery and cold.And the witch god who had been staring at him blankly made Tian Lan's face turn pale quickly.

An unprecedented sense of crisis enveloped his whole body, he desperately wanted to retreat, but his body did not obey orders at all.

The witch god stared at him quietly for a while, and Tian Lan felt cold all over from his gaze.There seems to be no pupils in those dark gray eyes, at first glance it looks like an extremely cold place, but if you keep staring at it, you will feel that there is a dead silence inside, not like the eyes that a living person should have.

The witch god moved his hand away.

This time Tian Lan didn't stay in a daze, he quickly took a few steps back, put his heels against the wall, and groped backwards according to the location he remembered, hoping to find the passage he had come in.

But no, nowhere.

The witch god just stood there, looking at him without any emotion, seeing that his pale pink lips had been pursed and turned pale, and seeing the despair flashing in his pale golden eyes.Then, he stretched out his hand again and pressed him against the wall.

"Without my permission, you can't go out." His voice was faint, very soft, but Tian Lan could hear it clearly.

The despair in his eyes was even stronger. It is impossible for him to beat a god, even the master... can't...

Although there is only one step difference between the Supreme Realm and the gods, the difference between this step is vastly different, and they are not on the same level at all.

"I'm going to start." The witch god stared into his eyes, seemed to be satisfied with his desperate expression, curled his lips, and suddenly pressed him over.

Maybe it was because he loosened some restraint, Tian Lan turned his head away at a critical moment, and the kiss finally landed on his cheek.But the witch god didn't care, but took advantage of the situation and licked it gently from the cheek.

A greasy feeling came, Tian Lan's breathing stagnated, and the body that had been imprisoned all this time finally moved.

He pressed against the shoulder of the witch god.

As soon as his fingers touched him, a chill pierced into his body, causing him to groan, and his face turned pale again.

However, he finally held back the pain and held the shoulder of the witch god.But this was also the end, and he no longer had the strength to push him away.

The witch god held his hand back, "It's so warm." He seemed to mutter something, but before Tian Lan could hear it clearly, he pulled Tian Lan into his arms with one hand tightly around his waist, Kiss down the side of the neck.

Tian Lan only felt that she was surrounded by a cold air, her body functions seemed to be frozen, she couldn't feel her limbs at all, she couldn't even feel herself at all, she could only think.

If that's the case, it's fine, but the feeling of being licked is surprisingly sharp, that kinky.The sluggish sound of water made Tian Lan want to cover her ears even more.

Feeling that he was pushed onto the stone table, and the cold embrace was far away from her, Tian Lan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.Just now, the air that felt a little bit warmer now, Tian Lan tried his best to stay away from the witch god, while urging his spiritual power to recover his mobility faster.

However, the witch god didn't give him time, he directly tore Tian Lan's shirt.

The clothes gave off a faint glow before being damaged, but it was just a fruitless resistance, and the cracking sound seemed to be its last moan.Moan.

Tian Lan's muscles tensed even more, but she accidentally discovered that there was not much lust in Wu Shen's eyes, but a kind of crazy possession.Moreover, the point of his gaze didn't seem to be on him, as if he was looking at someone else through him.

Tian Lan's mind suddenly remembered the picture in that round bead, although he didn't know if doing so would arouse his anger, but for his own chastity, he still firmly held the arm of the witch god.

"It's useless, no matter how many substitutes you find, the spirit god will not come back to you."

Maybe it was because the witch god's breath was too cold, even the blood could freeze, Tian Lan's voice was extremely hoarse, and there was not even a little water in it.

Wu Shen's expression finally changed. Even if he smiled at first, his eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, without any fluctuation at all.But at this moment, Tian Lan could clearly feel that he was angry.

It was as if a huge storm had blown up in those dark gray eyes, and it became extremely fierce in an instant. Tian Lan felt devastated just by looking at it, a trace of blood slowly left at the corner of her mouth, and her face was even paler. Terrible, as if there was no trace of blood.

However, he still uttered the last sentence: "Elf God, I have... been forced to death by you...by your own hands."

Under the pressure of the witch god's aura, his words were intermittent, but he finally finished.The witch god did stop his movements, but the huge aura full of killing intent made Tian Lan feel that he was like a small boat in the violent sea, and if he was not careful, he would be overturned.

However, in less than half a stick of incense, the witch god's aura slowly calmed down. He looked at Tian Lan and seemed to have finally become interested: "Have you seen that memory? No wonder there is a familiar smell on him, come to think of it. Is it a prairie fire?"

Tian Lan pursed her lips and remained silent. This was the first time that the witch god said so many words in front of him, but he didn't know whether it was good or bad.However, he always felt that he could not be let off so easily.

Sure enough, the witch god laughed again: "You want to make me angry, little guy, you are quite courageous." He reached out and touched Tian Lan's face with an intimate attitude, but the words in his mouth surprised Tian Lan: "So You're the first person in years to bring this up in front of me."

"Disobedient children will be punished, won't they?"

His tone became colder and colder, Tian Lan's fingertips that were propped on the stone table turned white, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

But at this moment, there was a loud noise, and this small space shook violently twice, and a different light from here shone in.

"...Master?"

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Where the scene froze, Tian Lan moved her body, wanting to escape, but her arm was caught, so she couldn't move an inch.

He maintained this posture, and with the courage he didn't know where he came from, he stared straight at the witch god, hoping to see his emotional fluctuations.

Before Mo Qianye arrived, Tian Lan extremely hoped that he would appear suddenly and save herself.However, when Mo Qianye appeared, he started to worry again.He had never felt the aura of the witch god, not even in Mo Qianye.

"The body of a demigod, but it has not formed a godhead." The witch god chuckled softly, and seemed not displeased by being disturbed.

However, Mo Qianye's complexion is not good. His partner was forcibly hugged in his arms with his upper body in his arms. If he hadn't had a certain amount of rationality, he would have sent this person with the strongest poison for fear of accidentally hurting Tian Lan. It's west.

Moreover, this person's aura seemed to be above the Supreme Realm, which actually filled him with palpitations throughout his life.

Between the fire and the light, a few thoughts flashed in his mind, Mo Qianye's face darkened, and he had already confirmed the identity of the person in front of him.

"Unexpectedly, the majestic witch god would bully people who already have a partner." His voice was low, with hidden anger.

"If it's an ordinary person, I certainly wouldn't." The witch god's voice was still calm, even with a hint of a smile. "It's just that if it's the only elf in the world, I'll accept it."

His slender fingers brushed across Tian Lan's face lightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened: "Are you this little elf's partner? It seems that he has also benefited a lot from him."

Mo Qianye's expression had completely darkened. With a twist of his wrist, a long knife appeared, and the light of the knife whizzed away.

However, the witch god just waved his sleeve lightly, and the blade light disappeared, and it was an easy change to neutralize Mo Qianye's attack.

Tian Lan's heart became more and more anxious. The master had already started fighting with the witch god, but he was restrained and unable to move, and even dragged down the master so that he could not exert his full strength. How could he accept this.

"Sorcerer God, you must have not fully recovered, right?" A voice came, the space fluctuated, and another person appeared.

"Aura of imperial luck, you are the emperor of this generation." The witch god looked him up and down, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, but it quickly turned into disdain: "Transforming the godheads of other gods will not be of great importance after all. results."

Yan Ze smiled slightly, and didn't seem to care about his words: "There is no way to do this. If it wasn't for the witch god, you are pushing me every step of the way, why should I be here."

"It's just a little human emperor, but he dares to call himself 'Zhen' in front of me. He's quite courageous." The witch god glared, and a murderous aura burst out, sweeping the entire space.

Yan Ze was not in a hurry, a pale yellow light shone from his body, and actually split the murderous aura into two from the middle like a real thing, avoiding his body.

And Mo Qianye raised his saber in front of him, although he confronted the murderous spirit head-on, he barely blocked it.

"You still have the aura of ice on your body, you must have just woken up, and your strength has not recovered to one-tenth, right?" Yan Ze's smile remained unchanged, and his manners were decent: "Although the two of us cannot completely stay at the moment I'll kill you, but it's still possible to fight for both sides, isn't it?"

"Are you threatening me?" The witch god narrowed his eyes slightly.

"How could it be? It's just a small suggestion. I believe you, the Sorcerer God, have no plans to go to war." Yan Ze's words sounded like a rhetorical question, but in fact, he was secretly warning the Sorcerer God that going to war now would not benefit both sides.

Whether it is the human race that has been peaceful and prosperous for thousands of years, or the witch race that has been glorified for thousands of years, they are far from ready to go to war at this moment.

The witch god pondered for a moment, he is indeed not in the best condition now, otherwise why would he have to talk nonsense with two people who are not even gods, and would have wiped them out long ago.

He took a deep look at Tian Lan, his figure was suddenly blurred, as if distorted, and suddenly disappeared.

The cold feeling dissipated from her body, Tian Lan almost collapsed on the ground, but luckily she was embraced by a familiar embrace.

Mo Qianye hugged him, and the dark purple light in his hand quietly dissipated. Although his complexion didn't improve at all, he was indeed relieved.

"Dream Nightmare Supreme, don't be impulsive. Even that move can't kill the witch god, and it will also affect the young man. Do you want to die with him?" Yan Ze felt that the threat dissipated, and he couldn't help showing helplessness. look.

Both Tian Lan and Mo Qianye are important forces against the Wu Clan, no matter which one is lost, there will be unpredictable consequences, let alone losing both.

Looking at the trembling young man in Mo Qianye's arms, a trace of inexplicable emotion flashed in his eyes, but it settled down in a blink of an eye and turned into nothingness.

As the emperor, he can no longer have that kind of emotion.Everything should be let go.

Moreover, he who has done such a thing is no longer qualified to love him.

It is right for the young man to follow the Supreme Master of Luanmai, he said in his heart.At least, if you follow that person, you don't have to worry that one day someone will sacrifice him for this world.

In the Tianwu competition, no one noticed what happened in the space, and the competition was going on like a fire.

Mo Qianye directly tore apart the space and took Tian Lan back. Before leaving, Yan Ze smiled wryly with his cold, suppressed angry eyes.

"It seems that he has already discovered it. But this is normal, after all, he is the Supreme Master of Luanmai."

He shook his head, let out a long sigh, but returned to his indifferent look, and returned to the palace.

At least, this time, the general strength of the witch god has been revealed, and it has not yet been despaired.

Humans, after all, still have the hope of surviving.

As long as all goes well.

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Looking at the sleeping face of the person next to him, Mo Qianye's eyes that had been fierce since he came back finally softened.

Gently brushing away the tears on Tian Lan's face, she embraced her in her arms.

Since the heart demon was broken, I have never seen him cry like this again.The witch god... sooner or later he will tear it apart with his own hands.

When facing the witch god, he really had the idea of ​​disappearing together as a big deal.After practicing for thousands of years, if he can't even protect his partner, how can he face himself.

As for the outcome of this world, why should he care.

…………

In the blink of an eye, three days have passed since the appearance of the witch god. These three days have been peaceful, and the witch clan has not made any major moves.However, Tian Lan never woke up.

No matter how he checked, his body had returned to its best condition, his face was rosy, the internal injuries oppressed by the witch god had completely disappeared, and his cultivation base had even risen faintly.However, he didn't have the slightest intention of waking up.

"Where did something go wrong!" In just three days, Mo Qianye's figure seemed to have lost a lot of weight, and his aura became more ferocious.

"Could it be that the sorcerer made a trick?" Beside him, Yan Ze stretched out his hand to feel for Tan Tianlan's pulse, but still found nothing.

The battle is imminent, but the core has to fall down for unknown reasons, which makes the race what to do.What's more, he really cared about this child from the bottom of his heart, from the point of view of Yan Ze, not Human Sovereign.

However, he quickly shook his head and denied this judgment: "The power of the witch god is cold and violent, but the aura of the young man is very peaceful."

"No matter what, Lan'er has something to do with the witch god." Mo Qianye said coldly, with murderous intent in his eyes.

"Don't be impulsive, Supreme Master of Nightmares." Yan Ze shook his head slightly: "The strength of the witch god is constantly recovering. If the boy doesn't wake up, we have no way to deal with him."

"You know, no gods have been born in the human race for tens of thousands of years."

Since the day when the gods fell, on this continent, no matter what race, no gods could be born.Even if he cultivated to the supreme peak, he could only get stuck there, and had no chance to set foot on the top of the world.

Therefore, the godhead they searched for is very important.Although the godhead used by Hua is not the most suitable for him, but it can be regarded as a god after all.

You can't let a group of people who haven't even reached the gods compete with a god. A true god can crush them with just one finger.

"Supreme Nightmare, are you already a demigod?" Yan Ze suddenly remembered something and asked.

"Indeed." Mo Qianye nodded, his face still grim.

"It is recorded in ancient books that because the spiritual power of heaven and earth consumed in the war of gods and spirits far exceeded the capacity of the mainland, the mainland was unable to supply the gods to produce them." When Yan Ze said this, he paused, with a strange expression on his face: "But there are also It was vaguely mentioned in the ancient books that the reason why gods cannot be produced is because of racial division and genetic incompleteness."

"You are not a pure human being, are you?" He asked suddenly.

Mo Qianye looked at him, the corners of his mouth curled up in a cold arc, but he didn't deny it.

"If a spirit beast has been cultivated to the supreme level, it can be transformed into a human form, but it is extremely difficult to produce human offspring." Yan Ze's voice gradually dropped.

"That's right, I'm a hybrid of a human and a Nether Demon Python." Mo Qianye admitted it very happily, and couldn't help but sneer: "The Human Sovereign's intelligence system is so powerful that it can even reveal my life experience."

Thousands of years have passed, and even he himself has almost forgotten the identity that brought him endless humiliation and pain.

"Could it be that this is the complete gene?" Yan Ze ignored his sarcasm and muttered a few words to himself, with bitterness in his eyes: "I'm afraid, the decision to separate the various races ten thousand years ago was outrageously wrong."

Of the three people in the room, one was lying on the bed, sleeping quietly; the other was standing beside him, with a cold face, but gentle eyes.As for the other, he supported his body with his arms by the table, and his face seemed to be a little gray.

Tian Lan didn't know about these things that happened around her.He only felt that he was in a very warm place, with golden light everywhere, soft and not dazzling.

He seemed to be wandering in the ocean, completely unaware of the passage of time.

Gradually, the golden light became less and less, and the world gradually became empty.The feeling of warmth has weakened a lot, but it has added a bit of coldness.

Tian Lan noticed this situation, and got out of the 'ocean' with a somewhat confused expression.

Then, the remaining golden light gathered into a human form.It was a handsome man, his eyes were warm, and the whole sky seemed to be blooming inside.Just looking at him makes him smile unconsciously.

Tian Lan raised her head, and after careful identification, said softly, "Elf God."

However, the figure didn't make a sound, but approached gently with a warm and mysterious smile, and put the golden hand on Tian Lan's forehead.

The same golden eyes looked at each other, and Tian Lan seemed to see a trace of relief from it.

The golden light continuously flowed into Tian Lan's body from that hand, and the warm feeling made Tian Lan close her eyes unconsciously.As the golden light flowed, the figure became more and more faint, and finally, after the last ray of golden light entered Tian Lan's body, the figure finally dissipated.

His fingers touched his forehead lightly, and the warm feeling seemed to be still lingering on it.Without anyone prompting, Tian Lan knew it naturally, it was the inheritance of the elves.

There will be several major events in the life of each elf, such as wing development, rite of passage, and life inheritance.

Wings are the symbol of elves, the ceremony of coming of age is the awakening of blood, and the inheritance of life means that each elf will not digest all the power in the soul at a specific time.

The races in the ancient times had very strong soul power, but the newly born body was too weak, so this power could not be digested until the body was strong enough.

Originally, Tian Lan still had some time at this stage, at least he had to reach the Supreme Realm.But this time, when he was stimulated by the witch god, it was ahead of schedule.

So when Tian Lan woke up, she felt that she had reached the Supreme Realm, and she couldn't help being stunned.The cultivation base has suddenly risen so fast, is he cheating...

"Lan'er, you're awake." Mo Qianye was the first to notice that he had woken up, and quickly leaned over to check his condition.

"Master?" Tian Lan looked at him in a daze, not understanding why he was so nervous.

"You have been in a coma for three days, young man." Yan Ze stood beside him with folded arms, looked at it for a while, and couldn't help but said, "Since the young man has woken up, I will take my leave."

He turned into a streamer and went away.

Tian Lan looked at Mo Qianye in a daze, it was only three days, and the master had lost so much weight.You know, even if a Supreme doesn't take anything for three months, nothing will change.

He opened his mouth to say something, but his throat seemed to be choked, and he could only make a slight whimper...

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