Prosperous Beauty System

The black magic crown placed on the bed fell to the ground, and the gauze shook faintly. Accompanied by a low sob, a slender white and soft hand tremblingly protruded from the bedside quilt, clenched and shook as if unable to bear it. Shark yarn.

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Flower petals outside the dojo fell like rain on the stream.

There was a heat wave in the dormitory, and the clothes that the two had taken off were piled on the floor, and it was hard to tell which one belonged to whose.

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Xie Weiyan's drenched long hair was picked up from behind, and he was pressed on the quilt, while the man behind him clenched his wrist tightly, and pressed it against the pillow without mercy.

"...You...don't worry..."

Qingliu lowered his head and didn't let him speak, Xie Weiyan gasped even more, and wanted to turn his head to avoid it, but was turned back with his face held.

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Xie Weiyan's reason drifted to the sea of ​​clouds again, and his body was pampered inside and out, making him unable to think of anything other than panting and crying.

Occasionally, she woke up once or twice, and couldn't help but hug the neck of the man on her body tightly.

His skills are obviously very jerky, but they are much better than Jiang Lin's... Xie Weiyan thought in a daze when he was forced to enter repeatedly.

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On the other hand, Qingliu, although he was lingering with Xie Weiyan, and his body was extremely hot, but his expression was cold, and his eyes were calm, as if he was doing something very ordinary.

Xie Weiyan almost squeezed the yarn, Qingliu raised his hand sticking out of the quilt, and lowered his head again.

The more Xie Weiyan wept and moaned, the more the clear stream couldn't end, and when he got to the back, his face turned dark and he held her in his arms.

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The drenched black long hair was draped over his shoulders, Xie Weiyan's body was still shaking, the crimson color on his face had long since faded, and he couldn't help panting.

Qingliu withdrew and left, lying on his side beside Xie Weiyan, his black hair was scattered on the bed, and because of the use of spiritual power, he didn't have that sticky moist feeling.

"It's no wonder that men and women in the world are addicted to this way. It really has a different taste." He looked cold, but thought in his heart, compared with cultivation, it is extremely refreshing.

Xie Weiyan curled up her body, waiting for the burning joy in her body to fade away, "...don't leave yet, wait for Jiang Lin to come back to catch up on the past?"

Qingliu Quan pretended not to hear the embarrassment in his words, and when the body's reaction calmed down, Fang said lightly, "Don't forget what you promised me."

Xie Weiyan's fingers clutching the quilt turned white, "As long as you don't get in the way, I can leave at any time."

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The shark yarn was lifted off by a fair hand, Qingliu got off the bed with a cold face, picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on one by one.

"Today's matter is rotten in your and my hearts. When we meet again in the future, I will not show mercy for the sake of today's dewy marriage."

He put on the Taoist robe, looked down at his long black hair, and walked out holding the crown.

Xie Weiyan curled up and lay on the bed. After the heat wave, he beat the quilt with one hand.

He can't blame Qingliu, it's him who can't help his body's needs, and Xie Weiyan who is shamelessly begging for love.

He propped himself up and leaned against the head of the bed, endured it, and overturned the lamp standing next to him to the ground with a "bang".

"Jiang Lin!"

In the realm of Qingliu, there are very few concepts of propriety, righteousness, integrity and shame. For monks, the mundane covenant is just a shackle that can be broken at the touch of a touch.

Why did you meet Xie Weiyan?

Qingliu himself didn't know the reason, but under the circumstances at that time and the conditions he put forward, Qingliu had no chance to hesitate at all.

Later, when he was lingering, he pressed Xie Weiyan to enter repeatedly, only to find out that it was not Xie Weiyan's condition for leaving Jiang Lin that he agreed to Huanhao, but that he couldn't refuse Xie Weiyan from the beginning.

This has nothing to do with love, but an irrepressible impulse. To Qingliu, he just wanted Xie Weiyan suddenly, without any special emotion.

In the past 1000 years, the only person who made him feel this way was Xie Weiyan.

And this joy, he never wavered from beginning to end.

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When Xie Weiyan came out of the barrier, the stagnant petals in Qinghua Changle Miaoyan Palace fluttered with the wind, and fell on the stream beside the dojo with a clatter.

He had been in the barrier for twelve hours, and only two quarters of an hour had passed outside.

Yunjuan Yunshu.

In the sea of ​​clouds, dozens of stars with silver tails came through the sky, as if someone was chasing after them.

That was Jiang Lin.

Xie Weiyan stood by the window with calm eyes.

When Qingliu received the news, Jiang Lin had already wandered out, and the disciples who came to report had no expression on their faces, waiting for the order from Daozong.

In the Xianyou Palace dojo, Qingliu closed his eyes.His black hair was tied up, and the cold-colored single clothes slipped out from the bottom of Liuyun's sleeves, fluttering in the wind.

For some reason, he didn't use a crown to tie his hair today.

"When did it happen?" Qing Liu didn't open his eyes, but spoke softly.

"A quarter of an hour ago." The disciple replied.

Qingliu just came out of Qinghua Changle Miaoyan Palace a quarter of an hour ago.

Qingliu slowly opened his eyes, with no emotion in his eyes, "Go down."

The disciple didn't dare to wait any longer, turned around respectfully and left.

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The water on the vast sea is long and blue like the sky.

Xie Weiyan came out of the Taixu Spiritual Realm, disappeared directly, and landed on a huge ship moored on the sea.

This sea is like its name.

The vast sea is like smoke, and there is no end in sight.But at this moment, there are more than a dozen huge ships moored on the originally calm sea.

This is the fleet from Beijiang's home back to the city, escorted by 32 monks who have cultivated in the God Realm.

The sun shines through the clouds and falls on the sea.

On the deck, the guards standing five steps at a time are holding guns and wearing armor, standing like pines and cypresses in the snow.

A flying crane passed by in the sea of ​​clouds, and after a long chirp, he didn't know where it landed.

The cabins in the ship are extremely luxuriously furnished.

Xie Weiyan found an empty room, and sat in front of the table with his sleeves rolled up, concentrating on meditation.He hadn't bathed when he came out of Qinghua Changle Miaoyan Palace, so he was still wearing the cloud robe and long sleeves.

Bits of shattered light condensed in front of Xie Weiyan, gradually turning into ice blue starlight.

Xie Weiyan's long black hair was spread on the couch behind him, and when he raised his hand, his long sleeves, which were as soft as water, fell straight down on the table.

"Yu!"

The stars dotted with countless silver lights turned into light spots, and in front of Xie Weiyan, a half-human mirror was transformed into a mirror.

The mirror surface was made of ice, and the whole body was surrounded by cold air, and there were green smoke curling up.

This is Xie Weiyan's talisman - Mirror of Three Lives and Three Worlds.

The cold mist rolled up and dissipated, a pair of hands gently touched the mirror surface, and there was a soft sigh in the wing room.

"...Yanran..." He called out in a low voice, his fingers trembling, "...I will not lie to you...I will not betray you..." Among thousands of people, I only love you.

Xie Weiyan endured the soreness in his heart, and hurriedly used his spiritual power.

Ripples circled the mirror surface.

However, no matter how many times Xie Weiyan used his spiritual power, no one appeared in the mirror.

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