After the rebirth, the delicate master is really fragrant by the apprentices

"Trash, a bunch of trash, neither of them caught Jun Qianyin!"

Hei Yan looked at the two people who fell in the Kunlun Mountain Hall and let out a roar.

Old Daoist Qingshan sat on the big seat, half-closed his eyes, held his breath, and could not detect any movement outside.

Li Xun was dying now. He already had the old injury of the Lihun Fan on his body, but now he was fanned by the Lihun Fan again. The fan flew halfway up the mountain, and his internal organs were shattered.

Dragging his half-used body, he climbed to the foot of Heiyan, raised his old wrinkled hand, and grabbed the corner of his black clothes.

"Master Heiyan, heal my injury first, and I will go to Xianmen Mountain immediately and bring him back to you."

Hei Yan looked down at the poor creature crawling on the ground, and kicked him away.

What about the lofty suzerain of Kunlun Mountain?It's not about bowing down to him!

Li Xun suppressed the anger in his eyes and climbed up again.

"Master Heiyan, I beg you to save this old man. I will repay Master Heiyan for saving me like a cow."

Hei Yan squatted down and lifted Li Xun's chin, as if looking at a begging dog.

"For the sake of the sincerity of the Kunlun Mountain suzerain, this master will save your life and treat you like a horse. That's what you said, to be a loyal dog."

With an old smile on Li Xun's face, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Thank you, Master Heiyan!"

His cloudy eyes were full of cold light, his hands were clenched into fists in the cuffs, and his veins were exposed.

Black Rock!How dare you humiliate him like this!

"Does that old ancestor of yours need to be rescued? I think he was also injured by the Soul-Living Fan?"

As soon as the words were finished, the old Taoist Qingshan raised his sharp eyes.

"Of course the Lord doesn't need your help."

He only needed ninety-nine and eighty-one days to repair the injury of the Soul-Living Fan.

"However, I don't think the old ancestor can be cured. Why don't you beg the master like Kunlun suzerain."

With a light swipe of Qingshan's finger, a cyan attack flashed across, bringing with it a violent storm, shaking the world.

Heiyan's pupils shrank, and he quickly dodged. Most of the black clothes were torn off, and there were bloody marks on his left arm.

It is worthy of being the old Taoist of Qingshan in God's Domain, the No.1 in the lower realm!

If you control him, dealing with Ye Yuan will be a piece of cake.

There was endless greed in Heiyan's eyes, as if he saw a treasure.

"If your kid speaks rudely again, don't blame the owner for being ruthless."

The dark voice exudes invisible coercion.

Hei Yan smiled evilly, bent slightly, and said politely, "It's the master who is being rude."

Then he took out two black pills from his waist, and the pills exuded an endless dark aura.

"This is the antidote for the Lihun Fan, the Lihun Pill, the only one who knows the formula."

With eyes wide open, Li Xun climbed up from the ground in a distressed figure, grabbed a pill from Hei Yan's hand, and immediately swallowed it into his mouth.

Finally there is an antidote, he finally has an antidote!Finally, there is no need to waste all martial arts, there is still hope for becoming a god!

A moment later, a burst of fire suddenly emanated from his chest, as if it was about to burst out of the ground and swallow his entire body.

Feel the whole body is full of strength!

"Master Qingshan, why don't you have one too."

Hei Yan put the black pill in his hand in front of the old Taoist Qing Shan's table.

"My lord, don't you believe me? It takes 81 days to die after being injured by the Soul-Living Fan. I won't say much about the pain. You must have felt it."

Old Daoist Qingshan frowned, and there was a sharp pain in his arm.

He was right, to experience inhuman pain every day.

After hesitating for a moment, with trembling hands, he finally picked up the black pill on the table and swallowed it into his mouth.

Qingyun Pavilion...

After a day, the pain on Jun Qianyin's body subsided slightly.

Looking at these impeding chains, I reached out and wanted to break them!

There was a sudden sound of footsteps at the door, Jun Qianyin immediately withdrew her hand, and lay back on the bed with half-closed eyes.

"Master, I caught a black-bone chicken for you and made black-bone chicken soup."

Ye Junyan felt as if he had entered the land of no one in Xianmen Mountain. Everyone knew that he was the Demon Lord, and he was the savior of Xianmen Mountain, so many people respected him very much.

This is the place where he has lived for two years, he is most familiar with this place, every plant, every tree, every brick and every tile, he knows everything clearly.

"Master has not eaten for a whole day, and Ah Yan will feel distressed if he is starving."

Ye Junyan was still wearing red clothes, sitting by the bed with a soup bowl in his hand.

Jun Qianyin stretched out her fist, and punched the man on the chest, with a coquettish tone, "Let me go."

He already knew that he was wrong, but Ah Yan went too far and locked him on the bed like this, unable to do anything.

There was a smile in Ye Junyan's dark eyes.

He knew that the master was not angry, but just a little angry.

She held her fist on her chest, put it near her mouth, and kissed it, "Master, this is your punishment."

Jun Qianyin withdrew her hand awkwardly and struggled a bit, causing a violent noise.

Ye Junyan covered the quilt on the person again.

"Master, stop making trouble, and drink the soup first."

It was the first time he saw Master lose his temper, it was so cute...

Jun Qianyin frowned and turned his face away.

A smirk flashed across Ye Junyan's eyes, "Master, if you don't drink anymore, Ah Yan will use force."

Jun Qianyin remained motionless, like a stone.

Ye Junyan shook his head helplessly, took a sip of soup by himself, held Jun Qianyin's face in his hands, and kissed his delicate and tender lips.

Jun Qianyin put her hands on the man's chest, trying to shut her mouth, but it was too late.

The fishy soup fell into his mouth and was swallowed forcefully.

"Cough cough cough..."

Ye Junyan licked the corner of his lips, as if he was reminiscing about the smell just now.

"Master, is it delicious? This is the soup that Ah Yan personally made for you."

Jun Qianyin covered her mouth with her sleeve robe, for fear that he would feed herself in that way.

Going on like this is not an option, if Ah Yan doesn't let him go, is he going to stay on the bed like this all the time?

As if thinking of something suddenly, Jun Qianyin stretched out a hand towards Ye Junyan.

"Ah Yan, come here."

Ye Junyan put down the bowl flattered, and took Jun Qianyin's slender jade hand blankly.

Master's hands are as beautiful as his person.

The white figure actively climbed onto his body with a burst of fragrance.

The snow-white arms gently wrapped around Ye Junyan's neck, and a kiss was placed on the young sexy thin lips.

When the warm touch came, Ye Junyan froze on the spot with dull eyes, like a dead machine...

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