After shrinking, I bent my foe [Cultivation]

The woman in the wheelchair raised her eyes in an instant, the pupils narrowed abnormally, and there was a little light on them.

In an instant, the space split, and the ice and fire shattered.The torn spatial blades were divided into thousands, and all of them shot at Yan Zhiyi head-on, each blade was cold and ruthless with the pressure and killing intent.

Seeing that the sharp blade was about to slit Yan Zhiyi's throat.

Fu Ying curled her lips slightly, and raised her fingertips to stipple in mid-air. Cracks instantly appeared around the space where Yan Zhiyi was, completely sealing Yan Zhiyi in that space-time.

So what if he didn't die in the illusion?

Same now.

Yan Zhiyi squinted her eyes, her life was hanging by a thread in the split space, but she suddenly smiled.

The girl slightly parted her lips, and said two words to her silently.

idiot.

Fu Ying frowned suddenly, her eyes fixed, the space in front of her had already been controlled and disintegrated by her, and the girl's figure disappeared in the space.

However, the next moment, the control of the entire secret realm suddenly slipped from her hands, and time and space were reversed. The spatial rift blades that trapped and strangled Yan Zhiyi just now appeared around her, overlapping, rushing towards her in an instant. she.

The woman's fingertips gripped the armrest slightly, and her figure disappeared in an instant, and she shuttled and avoided in the cracks in space.

However, there was no way, a long sword broke through the folded space with bitter frost, turning into a giant sword and piercing through her body in an instant.

One blow from the saint can shake the world.

Not to mention the fierce killing intent in the sword energy at this time, Pei Qingyan's sword really covered all the spiritual power.

The body was shattered, but the soul still remained. With the protection of luck, the milky white soul quickly escaped from the body and flew desperately to a place beyond the envelope of sword energy.

pat.

A hand blocked her way, and the turbulent spiritual power circled around, blocking the rest of her retreat, and finally captured the soul with a specially made spiritual weapon.

"You are stupid if you say you are stupid."

The girl who had reappeared bent her eyes to play with taste, raised her slender fingertips, and a golden flame burned on her fingertips, and she lightly flicked it into the spirit weapon.

The flame of the sun never goes out.Infiltrated into the soul, every inch is burned, and every moment is piercing.

This is enough to be called torture.

There was a faint howl of pain and mourning from the spiritual weapon.

Yan Zhiyi glanced down, then closed it with disinterest, and sealed it with spiritual power.When she was about to raise her head, a shadow was cast in front of her. The woman's trembling fingertips instantly wrapped around her waist, and then hugged her tightly.

"Don't scare me like this next time."

Pei Qingyan buried her head on her shoulder, her voice was a little hoarse.

That scene just now really caused her heartbeat to pause for a moment.Her ball was strangled in the closed time and space, and her body was annihilated. Even though Pei Qingyan knew she was playing tricks, she couldn't control her trembling.

"No, no, no."

Yan Zhiyi put his arms around her, lowered his head and kissed the woman's white hair with some distress, and comforted her in a low voice.

"There will be no next time, don't be afraid."

Some scared Aunt Pei.

Qiuqiu regretted it very much.

"I'll take you home, okay? Three of them have been killed, so you can wait for the remaining ones."

Yan Zhiyi raised her hand and stroked the woman's hair. After thinking about it for a while, she still felt that her Aunt Pei was more important.

"it is good."

Pei Qingyan raised her eyes to look at her, and slightly nodded in agreement.

"This time I will take you to the Jinwu tribe for a few days."

Seeing that she was finally coaxed better, Yan Zhiyi couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, bent his eyes and pecked the woman's face twice.

"You were very angry with my mother last time, but it's a pity that my mother doesn't know yet."

"...just in time to meet Patriarch Yan."

Pei Qingyan recalled the scene last time, and bent her lips helplessly: "I don't know if the patriarch will drive me out."

Yan Xi's temper is no more violent than Qian Lan's. If she finds out that Pei Qing has touched her son, she might be thrown over with a whip.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I will protect you."

"It's a big deal, let's go elope."

Qiuqiu patted her on the back solemnly, and comforted her earnestly.

Elope, elope? !

Aunt Pei nudged her with red ears, signaled Qiuqiu not to say such words again, and made her face burn: "...we have been partners for a long time, it can't be considered...elopement."

In the lower world and in the fantasy world, they have already been married in the bridal chamber, and the wedding ceremony has not been missed, so how can it be considered elopement?

"Pfft... that's right, it's not elopement, but you are my wife who Ming Media is marrying back."

Qiuqiu lowered his head and couldn't help laughing, nodding repeatedly.

"Let's go."

Yan Zhiyi's eyes moved slightly, and she suddenly asked with a smile: "Do you want me to take you with the prototype?"

"Ok?"

Pei Qingyan was startled.

It took her a while to realize what Yan Zhiyi was saying, and when she was about to answer, she was interrupted by the excited girl.

The sound of the Golden Crow's cry suddenly sounded, and a huge golden body suddenly appeared in front of her, with soft golden feathers and long and gorgeous tail wings. The bright and narrow eyes looked straight at her, revealing some Come on with a smile.

【Come on. 】

The always proud lord of the sky lowered his head to his lover so that a woman could ride on her back.

Pei Qingyan silently stroked the feathers around her neck lightly, feeling the warm breath coming from below.

The brilliance of the sun... probably so warm.

The woman slowly leaned over and rubbed against each other, a gentle smile appeared on the corners of her lips.

She is already very satisfied.

Pei Qingyan tapped her toes lightly, and landed on Jinwu's back like a feather, bending slightly to stabilize her body.

"The ball is so beautiful."

She lowered her head and placed a soft kiss on the top of Jinwu's head.

"Qiuqiu is indeed the most prestigious little Golden Crow of the Golden Crow tribe."

Pei Qingyan opened her mouth with a smile.

She remembered what she had seen and heard in the illusion, and she couldn't help but praise with a smile.

"Hmph, of course."

The proud little Jinwu shook the hair on his neck, threw a protective shield of spiritual energy on his wife, let out a long cry, and waved his wings.

The Golden Crow is not afraid of illusions in the world, and when she moves at this moment, she flies straight out of the secret realm and flies straight to the demon realm.

With the speed of the Golden Crow, it can travel millions of miles a day, and it can be covered in an instant.

But with his wife on his back, Qiuqiu still flew a little slower, fearing that Aunt Pei would feel uncomfortable.

Yan Zhiyi's prototype was revealed, and none of the guards in the clan dared to stop her, and they all lowered their heads respectfully and let her in.

The first place she took the woman to was the Tangu Fusang Forest.

Pei Qingyan was sitting upright, when she suddenly saw Qiuqiu raised her head and arched her, she immediately understood, and quickly got off Xiaojinwu's body, using her spiritual power to float in mid-air.

She blinked her eyes, and saw a little bit of golden light emanating from the huge Golden Crow, and then suddenly shrunk in size...

The woman silently watched the little fluffy three-legged little golden crow roll into the nest in front of her, and her small body even rolled around in a circle.

Little golden ball.

Pei Qingyan couldn't help but curled her lips into a smile, and reached out to pick up the little golden ball that was lying in the nest.

"Choo Choo Choo."

Qiuqiu yelled at her with a delicate and childish voice.

Take a look, this is my nest!

Little Jin Qiuqiu rolled over triumphantly in her hands.

"Chirp chirp chirp chirp."

When I build you the biggest and biggest nest in the clan, we can sleep together!

"Thank you ball."

Pei Qingyan smiled and rubbed the little golden ball's soft belly with her fingertips.

"Chirp chirp~"

No thanks~

Yan Zhiyi shuddered.

After taking my daughter-in-law to visit my nest, I'm going to see my mother.

Yan Zhiyi played with Pei Qingyan for a while, then slowly transformed into a human form, and led the woman to see Yan Xi.

Yan Xi didn't say a word, she raised her eyes carefully to size up the white-haired woman, and then silently grasped her long whip.

This is simply going to be beaten.

Pei Qingyan nodded in agreement.

Compared to Qian Lan, Yan Xi didn't say much, but when she stopped, she warned sharply: "If you hurt my son, you will kill him regardless of the cost."

The patriarch gave her a last cold look, then flung his sleeves and left.

This is the acquiescence of their relationship.

Pei Qingyan withdrew her sword, and respectfully bowed to Yan Xi's back: "Love surpasses life, and will never be equal."

In this life, she loves someone more than her own life, even if the world collapses and her luck is shattered, she still lives up to it.

"Very good."

The patriarch's back paused slightly, his tone eased, and he nodded imperceptibly.

In the next moment, she flashed her figure and went to the side of her carefree son, gritted her teeth and pinched Qiuqiu's earlobe.

"Go and copy the demon score [-] times for me."

Dare to secretly look for someone outside!

How old is this cub? !

Yan Zhiyi hurriedly raised her hands to cover her ears, smiled flatteringly at her mother, kissed the woman's hand like a chicken pecking at rice, and obediently complied with her innocent face.

"Auntie, calm down! Let's copy it now!"

If you have a daughter-in-law, just copy it.

Qiuqiu is a bachelor.

That night, she lay comfortably on the rocking chair, instructing the woman to imitate her handwriting to copy books for her, holding a half-bitten fruit in her hand, so chic and comfortable.

A black shadow was cast on her head, Yan Zhiyi blinked her eyes slightly, her eyes suddenly went dark, and someone had already leaned over to hold her down.

"What is this for?"

The girl raised her eyebrows and pushed her away, humming softly.

"Get paid."

The sage who had tasted it was as addicted as eating poppies, and couldn't bear to taste it again.

"Didn't you promise my mother not to touch me until she becomes an adult?"

Yan Zhiyi hummed with a smile, put his arms around her neck, and chuckled in the woman's ear: "Aunt Se~~"

Pei Qingyan paused, lowered her head and sighed lowly.

"...If I don't touch you, I'll just kiss you."

"We'll have fun when we get married."

The woman explained to her in a serious manner, that in Yan Zhiyi's eyes, the look of hanging his head really looked like a big wolf dog that couldn't eat bones, it was so pitiful.

Yan Zhiyi raised her chin and smiled, "Then why are you untying my belt?"

"kiss you."

With a solemn face and red ears, Pei Qingyan finished the task at hand without stopping, and bent down.

The rocking chair swayed slightly, the skirt hung down, and the pearl hairpin fell to the ground.

The woman kisses the girl she loves from head to tail inch by inch.

How long has Pei Qingyan been paid for this ten thousand times of writing, and how long has the lingering on the rocking chair lasted.

The sage who has eaten meat has long been moved by passion and desire. Knowing how beautiful and enchanting it is, how can he continue to be pure-hearted and ascetic?

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-07-1123:54:54~2021-07-1500:22:30期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 fake Buddha dummy;

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