Quick wear: male gods only love me

After Fu Nanxian's sword pierced Lin Qingyan's skin, his hand trembled slightly, but thinking of his master's teachings, he still thrust the sword forward.

Lin Qingyan grabbed the sword and smiled lightly.

The pure temperament is no longer, the slender lips are raised, and the streamer in the eyes is tactfully passing by, the whole person becomes like a peach blossom demon.

Blood trickled down his jade-like hands, which was extremely dazzling. He didn't care about the blood he was bleeding, and the smile on his face remained unchanged.

Only then did Fu Nanxian realize that Lin Qingyan's eyes were between apricot eyes and peach blossom eyes. Now that his temperament changed, those eyes seemed to be more peach blossom eyes.

"I like you so much, but you want to kill me?" There were tears in Lin Qingyan's eyes, but his tone was casual as if he was joking.

Fu Nanxian couldn't bear to look Lin Qingyan in the eyes, and hardened his heart: "You killed so many martial arts seniors, and then skinned their corpses and exposed them to the sun...The method is so cruel, death is not a pity!"

"In today's martial arts world, no one who can beat me alone has not yet been born." Lin Qingyan broke Fu Nanxian's sword with his bare hands, turned his feet, and stood beside Fu Nanxian, and then tapped Fu Nanxian's acupuncture points .

Fu Nanxian's pupils shrank, unable to believe that he was so vulnerable in front of Lin Qingyan.

No wonder people in the Jianghu rumored that the leader of the Demon Cult was a centenarian, and it was only because he absorbed the energy of a man that he maintained his youthful appearance.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain Lin Qingyan's youthful appearance, but his frighteningly high martial arts.

Lin Qingyan gently pushed Fu Nanxian to the tree trunk.

"I haven't been injured for a long time." Lin Qingyan showed Fu Nanxian the palm of his injured right hand.

The palm was shockingly red, and the blood soaked the wound, making it impossible to see the original appearance of the wound.

Lin Qingyan stretched out the tip of her pink tongue and licked the blood from her palm, but her eyes kept staring at Fu Nanxian.

He has gloomy eyebrows, flirtatious like a demon flower from hell, intoxicating and depraved.

【Your sudden flirt flashed my waist...】

【You are not the Qingyan I know, when did you secretly put on Pinru's clothes? 】

Fu Nanxian closed his eyes, and kept chanting the Qingxin Jue in his heart, suppressing the sudden impulse.

"Do you think you can escape the charm of the leader by closing your eyes? You're really deceiving yourself..." Lin Qingyan hooked Fu Nanxian's neck with his uninjured left hand, and then kissed Fu Nanxian's lips.

Fu Nanxian suddenly felt the warm and soft touch, and opened his eyes in shock.

When the other party pressed on, even the fishy sweetness from the tip of his tongue spread to his mouth.

"Master, it's wonderful! It's hot! It's romantic!" Fu Liu whistled frivolously, even though he was fighting with several people, he was still able to handle it with ease.

"Demon Cult monster, let go of Nan Xian!"

"Shameless! Despicable! Obscene! Unsightly!"

"Devil, don't tarnish Brother Fu!"

[Everyone is drooling, and they have the nerve to curse!Sanctimonious human beings! 】

[Qing Yan, come on!come on!Come on home run! 】

Lin Qingyan ignored the curses of those people and continued to attack the city...

Until Fu Nanxian bit his tongue hard, the pain made him tear up.

"Hiss..." Lin Qingyan had no choice but to withdraw his troops. He frowned beautifully and blamed, "My tongue is about to be bitten and swollen by you. Do you like to be impatient so much?"

Fu Nanxian said coldly and arrogantly: "You really have no shame! Whenever you see someone who looks a little better, then..."

"So what?" Lin Qingyan leaned against Fu Nanxian's body, and snuggled into Fu Nanxian's arms.

He raised his head and lightly bit Fu Nanxian's Adam's apple.

Seeing Fu Nanxian's sexy Adam's apple rolling up and down, and his breathing getting heavier, he let out a triumphant laugh.

"Why don't you talk anymore? You mean that whenever I see a good-looking man, I want to have sex with him, don't you?" Lin Qingyan leaned into Fu Nanxian's ear and said in a lingering voice, "Believe it or not, I never Did not mess with others."

Not far away, Zhang Zilu saw that Lin Qingyan was so close to Fu Nanxian, and raised his voice: "Master, I like you! If Nanxian doesn't want to accompany you, can you let me come? We used to...not have a good time Are you happy?"

Fu Nanxian still remembered that Zhang Zilu once said that he had been in love with the leader of the Demon Cult for several days...

Suddenly, he felt anger rising from his heart, and the scorching anger broke the string of his reason.

Fu Nanxian's eyes were contemptuous, and his voice seemed to be soaked in ice water: "A product like you that is eaten by thousands of people, it's so filthy, I think it's dirty even just looking at you!"

After speaking, although he never closed his eyes, his eyes did not give Lin Qingyan half a point.

Lin Qingyan's face turned cold, suppressed the fragility in his heart, and stared at Fu Nanxian darkly: "You think I'm filthy, well, I'm going to eat you in front of your friends today."

He untied Fu Nanxian's belt, and seeing Fu Nanxian's frowning, the smile on his face became brighter, like the most colorful flower blooming in the mountains and fields, overwhelming the crowd.