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Like the front hall, the back hall of Wutong Hall is luxuriously decorated, and most of the materials used are rare and rare materials in the world.For example, the seemingly inconspicuous grass in the corner, Xue Yang knew that it was a precious herb called Anxi, which could calm people's mind and calm one's mind.

And this one looks at least 800 years old, so it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a priceless treasure.

There is also the teapot over there, the material used is a kind of thing called five elements jade, this kind of thing can absorb spiritual power attack, it can be said to be a rare material for refining, but now it is used as an ordinary vessel.

There are countless situations like this in the room, and even many things are things that Xue Yang has never seen before.It can be seen that if it is not that the owner here is too shallow and does not know this treasure, or the owner is too rich, he does not care about this thing at all, and Feng Yuan is obviously the latter.

Xue Yang just took a quick glance, then looked at the situation in the room carefully, suppressing the surprise in his heart, he bent down and put Feng Yuan on the bed, but he turned around and sat down at the table beside him, looking at Feng Yuan leisurely. .

Feng Yuan was a little uncomfortable being looked at by him, his eyes dodged like a frightened deer, and he said, "Do you still like this room?"

"I like it." It would be even better if it was all mine, Xue Yang silently added in his heart.

As if responding to the words in Xue Yang's heart, Feng Yuan happily said: "That's good, mine will be yours from now on, and you must tell me what you want."

Now Xue Yang remembered something, "What did you give my master, let him agree to let us become partners."

Speaking of this, Feng Yuan's face became mocking, "It's just the guts of a snake, it's ridiculous, he changed his mind because of such a thing."

"The guts of the Teng Snake?" Xue Yang gasped when he heard that. Teng Snake knew that this kind of snake was an ancient alien species that had been extinct tens of thousands of years ago, so why talk about its guts.And even if there is such a snake, it must have the power to reach the sky, how can it be killed by ordinary people.

"That's right, our Heavenly Demon Cult happens to have one, it's used by the elders to make alchemy." Feng Yuan didn't care about it at all, as if this matter was very light.

"Old Yao?"

"It's the one who presided over the ceremony for us today. He has been in Tianmo Sect a long time ago, even earlier than my master. It is not an exaggeration to say that no one knows when he came to our sect."

Xue Yang was stunned, this Yao Lao was not very friendly to him, "Is Yao Lao good at alchemy?"

"Well, his level of alchemy is unmatched. As soon as he heard that your master wanted to make a snake gall, he guessed that he wanted to refine the sky-replenishing pill, and said he was wishful thinking at the time."

"By the way, Yao Lao gave me a lot of pills. I won't be able to use that much at the moment, so I just give it to you." After speaking, Feng Yuan took out a storage bag and handed it to Xue Yang like a treasure.

Because of Feng Yuan's unchanged childish voice, coupled with his behavior, it reminded Xue Yang of his childhood.At that time, he always held up various fruits that he didn't know where he got them and handed them to himself, but he cared about cultivating immortals, so he didn't care about these things, and most of the time he was impatient.

Thinking about it this way, Xue Yang hesitated whether he should take this pill, he didn't want to owe this person too much, he was afraid that he would hesitate.

"You'd better take it. Although I'm here, no one can hurt you, but Yaolao's medicine can revive the dead and give birth to bones. I feel more at ease when you carry it with you." Feng Yuan looked at Xue Yang expectantly.

When he said this, Xue Yang's heart skipped a beat, and he thought of Di Lunce who didn't know what happened, so he reached out and took the storage bag, and put it in his sleeve.

When Feng Yuan saw it, his eyebrows and eyes were curved with a smile, and he jumped from the bed to Xue Yang, wanting to hang it on Xue Yang's neck like when he was a child.However, because of his figure, he was destined to be unable to do so, and in the end he could only snuggle into Xue Yang's arms, sighing contentedly.

Xue Yang had never been so close to any man before, so he immediately frowned, and pushed Fengyuan away in displeasure, "Stand by yourself, I still have something to ask you."

Feng Yuan seemed not to hear, closed his eyes, pretended to be asleep and began to snore a little.

Xue Yang pushed him again, but found that he couldn't push him at all, and he didn't care about talking to him, so he had no choice but to be hugged by him.However, in order to distract himself, Xue Yang quickly entered into selfless cultivation.

After an unknown amount of time, Xue Yang opened his eyes, only to see that the room was pitch black, and Feng Yuan was still maintaining his previous actions.However, his steady breathing let Xue Yang know that he really fell asleep this time, not just pretending.

Carefully carried Feng Yuan to the bed, Xue Yang was about to get up when he saw Feng Yuan opened a pair of black eyes, and said coldly: "Where are you going, brother?"

As soon as Xue Yang was about to speak, Feng Yuan hooked him with both hands and fell on Feng Yuan's body. Then Feng Yuan turned over and pressed him under him, and stretched his hands into Xue Yang's chest to grope.

Now Xue Yang couldn't go on acting any longer, veins popped out on his forehead, his whole body's spiritual power began to circulate rapidly, and his hands went straight towards Feng Yuan's back.

Feng Yuan just tapped lightly with his hand, and a gust of black energy rushed into Xue Yang's Jianjing acupoint, Xue Yang's spiritual power dissipated instantly like spring snow, and at the same time, his body became limp, unable to move any more. a cent.

Xue Yang already knew that Feng Yuan's cultivation was high-strength, but he didn't expect it to be so strong. He immediately regretted the plan he had made, and he was playing with fire*.

But Xue Yang would not sit still, he adjusted his demeanor in an instant, and wanted to have a good talk with Feng Yuan.

At this moment, the hands on his chest stopped moving, and Feng Yuan's leisurely voice sounded, "It really is still here."

Xue Yang immediately realized what Feng Yuan meant. He was talking about the scar on his chest, the scar that he suffered from saving Feng Yuan.The scars that I couldn't get rid of during the two times of rebirth showed how dangerous the situation was at that time.

After Feng Yuan finished speaking, he flipped his hands and took off his shirt. In the red robe, a white chest was illuminated by the moonlight, shining like pearls.

Feng Yuan's hand touched his chest, where there was a finger-long scar, "Brother, do you still remember, you stabbed it."

Xue Yang immediately thought of the origin of the scar. He stabbed Feng Yuan himself outside the Skystar City. However, he remembered that the wound was not deep. With Feng Yuan's cultivation level, he would never have such a deep scar.

Maybe it was because the surprise on his face was too obvious, Feng Yuan smiled, "Since my brother gave it to me, I naturally won't let him disappear."

After finishing speaking, he pressed his chest against Xue Yang's chest, and murmured: "Look, now we even have the same scar position, what else can separate us."

Xue Yang also fell silent at this time, because his legs had already felt the situation between Feng Yuan's legs.This person doesn't care about himself at all, and he probably doesn't know what it means to be a partner. It's just a child's possessiveness, but it's him who thinks so dirty.

As if confirming Xue Yang's conjecture, Feng Yuan just rested his head on Xue Yang's chest, and after a while, his breathing became steady again.

Xue Yang looked at Feng Yuan who was sleeping peacefully and sweetly, his thoughts drifted away slowly, and finally sank into darkness.

In the early morning of the second day, Xue Yang opened his eyes and saw Feng Yuan lying on his side with his arms propped up, while his other hand was playing happily with a lock of his hair. He took his hand back, as if he had been caught doing something wrong.

Xue Yang already understood yesterday that this person is just a child at heart, he has no passion for himself at all, he just regards himself as a relative, so he no longer pays much attention to the contact between the two, so he said with a smile: "It's early in the morning, you have Take it easy."

Xue Yang's smile came from the heart, and it naturally infected Feng Yuan, "I haven't slept in a long time, I slept so well last night, of course I have a leisurely heart."

"Haven't slept?"

"Yeah, I can't sleep." Feng Yuan pressed his face against Xue Yang's arm, and Xue Yang's skin shivered as the cold mask stimulated him.

Xue Yang instinctively didn't want to ask him why he couldn't fall asleep before, so he asked, "What's the matter with the mask on your face?"

After hearing this, Feng Yuan raised his head uncomfortably, and said, "Isn't it ugly?"

"No. It's just a little strange."

"Really?" Feng Yuan's eyes brightened.

Xue Yang reached out and rubbed the top of his head, "Don't believe what I said?"

Feng Yuan nodded immediately, expressing his belief.

Seeing this, Xue Yang stretched out his hand to pick up his mask.

Feng Yuan was stunned for a moment, trying to escape, but still stopped in place, Ren Xueyang lifted his mask.

The golden mask slowly moved away, first revealing half of Xue Yang's expected stunning face, then a red line appeared on the nose, and then more and more red lines spread like the bloody streamer on the white jade , forming a special pattern, a pattern that Xue Yang did not recognize.

However, although the pattern is complicated, it didn't destroy Feng Yuan's appearance, but instead added a strange feeling to him, which was breathtaking.

Xue Yang was looking at the pattern carefully, when he saw a flash of golden light, the golden mask returned to its original position, blocking his sight, only showing Feng Yuan's somewhat embarrassed eyes.