Lord Fox, don't run

Qing Yang's hands on Zhong Ming's body trembled a little, his eyes still looked at Zhong Ming like this, but he didn't explain his own situation in the slightest.Zhong Ming looked at the blood-stained corner of his mouth, and pursed his lips tightly. A storm was brewing in those dark eyes...

"Zhong Ming?"

Qing Yang frowned slightly, and shook Zhong Ming slightly.He was puzzled by Zhong Ming's silence, why is this well-behaved child stuck here like this now?

"Let's go back to the inn first, Master."

Zhong Ming's voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of waking up the dreamer, and there was a hint of distress in his tone.This kind of cognition makes Qing Yang's heart tighten again, does she feel sorry for herself...

Zhong Ming took the initiative to lean against Qing Yang, and caringly used his body to support Qing Yang, sharing his pressure.This well-behaved appearance fell into Qing Yang's eyes, and he held him in high regard again.

"Next time if you wait for a long time, go back to the inn first."

Qing Yang reached out and rubbed Zhong Ming's head, this child is really very sensible.

"No, you told me to wait for you, and you will definitely come back!"

Zhong Ming looked at him with a very affirmative tone.

Qing Yang didn't expect Zhong Ming to answer him like this, and was obviously taken aback for a moment.Afterwards, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Zhong Ming was amazed to see it.That Qing Yang with a cold face all the time, when he smiled, it was like the warm sun in March that melted the iceberg, and the warmth remained in people's memory, lingering for a long time.

Zhong Ming paused, looking at Qing Yang's face like this.Qing Yang touched the corner of his mouth, did he smile unconsciously?Pulling on his slightly messy sleeves, those pool-like eyes fell on the man's head, as if they were also stained with joy.

"Silly boy, go back to the inn."

This is the first time that Qing Yang is so grateful that he and a person can form a master-student relationship. He likes what Zhong Ming said, and he likes this child who always brings warmth.

Zhong Ming supported Qing Yang, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.The figures of the little boy and that young man were superimposed, and under the whitening sky, they looked so delicate and beautiful.Two amazingly talented people walked forward with each other supporting each other in the cool morning breeze.And the people in their dreams just miss them.

If you want to talk about why Qingyang became what he is now, it starts with getting along with Dilin when he was just in the underground street.The man Dilin discovered this underground street not long after he was kicked out from Penglai, and took possession of it as king.

He found a dual-cultivation exercise at the miscellaneous bookstall in Yankong City. This exercise was not like an ordinary dual-cultivation exercise.It pays attention to the speed of upgrading, and the content described is also outrageous.

Di Lin immediately valued this exercise, and at the same time used his eloquence to win over a lot of supporters for himself.The first one is red candle!

Hong Zhu is a demon cultivator, although she is seductive, she has lost a palm, and her charm skills have also dropped a lot.On the first night when Di Lin dragged him into the group, he and he tried this double cultivation method with each other, and the two of them got unprecedented pleasure from the bed.

And it brings more than this, the general method of dual cultivation may only be used on two cultivators, but this book can be used for dual cultivation with mortals.what does that mean?This means that they have a furnace of the worldly world.

Lu Ding is the other side of their so-called dual cultivation. Under the leadership of Di Lin, many missing people began to appear in Yan Kong City.Without exception, they were all taken to the underground shopping mall and became their bed playthings for cultivation.And as long as there are new cultivators who want to join, the first thing to do must be after chatting with the cultivators in the underground street.

One relationship after another, a chaotic plaything and a place of lust.

At that time, Di Lin raised Qing Yang's chin, and he asked him: "I don't know if my little master knows... Yin and Yang dual cultivation."

The moment those lewd eyes and those pool-like eyes met each other, Qing Yang knew what Di Lin was planning.He didn't wait for Di Lin's next move, and slowly released the aura pressure on his body. After forcing Di Lin back a few steps, he calmly unlocked the star-cutting lock under Di Lin's shocked gaze.

"Impossible! How is this possible! How could you break free from the shackles of the Zhanxing Chain? Back then, this chain... Back then..." It seemed that something came to mind, "No, you are not a Golden Core cultivator at all! You lied to me ! You...you are already a Nascent Soul!"

Di Lin never imagined that in such a short period of time, Qingyang was already at the stage of Nascent Soul.As soon as these words came out, everyone in the underground street looked at Qing Yang in shock, at the young man who had amazed them.Such a young Nascent Soul can become a person at the peak of cultivation even without the assistance of this kind of exercise!

Di Lin's eyes were full of resentment, and he was waiting for Qing Yang in front of him.It looked as if he would pounce on him in the next second, very sinister.He laughed like crazy, and started to curse Qingyang like crazy.He is not reconciled, he is naturally talented, but after using the method of dual cultivation, he is still not as good as Qing Yang.

"It must be Wangchenzi! It was Wangchenzi who raised you like this! If you hadn't appeared on the main peak, I would be a Nascent Soul cultivator now. It's all your fault! You ruined me!"

As Di Lin said that, he rushed towards Qing Yang, and he wanted to strangle this man to death.During the time when he was kicked out of Penglai, he kept thinking about Qingyang. He wanted to drink his blood, eat his flesh, torture him with his own hands, and send him to hell too!Let him also taste what despair is like, so that his indifferent face can no longer maintain an indifferent expression.

Come on, let him finish him with his own hands!