The little crying bag became the furnace of the demon king

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"What on earth are you planning?"

In the inn, Xiao Su stopped between Zhaoyan and Yun Xiangyi, his eyes were cold.

There is a hidden fire in his dark pupils waiting for an opportunity to erupt, as long as Yun Xiangyi doesn't give a reasonable answer.

"Innocent life, why should you be implicated because of the grievances between you and me?" Yun Xiangyi's voice was clear, and facing Xiao Su was still calm and indifferent, "Not only this, the spiritual power I gave you earlier, You need to pay me back."

Xiao Sujing reminded him of this matter, and let go of his displeasure for the time being.

He resolutely spread out his palm and slowly removed the spiritual power input by Yun Xiangyi from his body, the pure white spiritual power gathered into a ball and floated on his five fingers.

"It's not that the deity deliberately forgot, it's that your meager energy has no sense of existence on the deity." Xiao Su clearly had a wrong but still had a domineering attitude, "How do you take it?"

"Hold it." After speaking, Yun Xiangyi turned his gaze to Zhaoyan, "I'll check your furnace pulse first."

Xiao Su's eyes were filled with intense displeasure, and when Zhaoyan sat on the bed, seeing Yun Xiangyi pinching Zhaoyan's slender wrist, his face darkened a bit.

"Are you sure it's because of the deity's evil spirit?" Xiao Su frowned, "Zhaoyan has changed to a new body, and the deity has not left a brand in his body."

Yun Xiangyi carefully felt Zhaoyan's pulse for a while, the fluent, fast, smooth and powerful beating made Yun Xiangyi's fingertips tremble uncomfortably, and even his normally cold fingers had a tendency to become hot.

After the test, he replied to Xiao Su: "Have sex."

Xiao Su: "..."

Zhaoyan's face turned red, he lowered his head, his fingers resting on his legs, twisted together uneasily.

Xiao Su was keenly aware of the little thing's thoughts, stepped forward, reached out and rubbed Zhaoyan's head, to soothe the other's fragile emotions.

Zhao Yan obviously relaxed under his touch, and looked up at Xiao Su with a pair of round almond eyes.

Xiao Shu smiled back, his wild brows were soft.

So Zhaoyan also laughed.

Yun Xiangyi had a panoramic view of the interaction between the two, but did not express too much: "Lingxi has infinite spiritual power hidden, and is particularly sensitive to the evil spirit of the demon cultivator. There is not much spiritual energy and evil energy left on Zhaoyan's body, so it is harmful to the body. The impact is small. But he is pregnant and his constitution is weakened, so he still needs to pay attention at all times."

"Just tell me how to get rid of it."

"You and I can't resist Lingxi even if we work together." Yun Xiangyi's eyes paused for a while on the spiritual power in Xiao Su's hand, and the pure white spiritual power returned to his palm covered with lines. "It can only be hidden." .”

"Hide?" Xiao Su frowned, his eyes swept over the spiritual power in Yun Xiangyi's hand, "You want to put the spiritual power into Zhaoyan's body again?"

"If you have a better way, I am willing to follow."

"You!" Xiao Su was furious, and grabbed Yun Xiangyi's collar, "What are you planning? Take Zhaoyan's life and try to control Jinshan in this way?"

"With your current spiritual power, it's easy to destroy the world of cultivating immortals in a single thought." Yun Xiangyi's eyes were serene, and he opened Xiao Su's hand little by little, "Why should I provoke you."

"Yun Xiangyi, your behavior is very strange." Xiao Su's brows glowed black and red, "Why do you keep meddling in this deity's affairs again and again? If it's not for the evil intentions, why bother to help the deity find Zhao?" Word?"

"Xiao Su, if I want to force you, I can take Jinshan into my pocket on your way to find Zhaoyan." Yun Xiangyi slowly lowered his eyes, staring at Zhaoyan's protruding belly, "I will do this The purpose is just what I want to do, you just treat me as meddling in my own business."

Xiao Su couldn't be persuaded, and he couldn't easily give in to any point that might bring hidden dangers to Zhaoyan.

"Yanyan." Xiao Su held out his hand to Zhaoyan, "Let's go."

Zhao Yan was obedient, immediately put his hand in Xiao Su's palm, stood up and walked forward.

"Xiao Su, Zhao Yan is not feeling well, can't you really feel it?" Yun Xiangyi said behind the two of them, "Every time you have sex with him, the evil spirit on his body will increase a bit. The stronger the evil spirit , the more torture he and the fetus in the womb endure.”

"What are you planning?!" Xiao Su suddenly roared, he turned his head and stared at the other party fiercely, "Did you expect that today will be the day when I entered Lingxi? Lingxi's spiritual power will not dissipate , you plan to use spiritual power to hold this deity's weakness for the second time? Why, are you so afraid that this deity will destroy your worthless Lingshan and this filthy world?!"

Xiao Su's increased volume made Zhao Yan's body tremble uncontrollably.

He pursed his lips and stood still, not daring to move a little.

Facing Xiao Su's anger, Yun Xiangyi seemed unmoved, and his tone remained calm: "What you said is not in my plan."

Xiao Su had no intention of wasting words with him any longer, so he grabbed Zhaoyan and was about to turn into a talisman and leave.

"I heard its heartbeat and felt its temperature, hotter than everything else."

After all, Yun Xiangyi didn't want Xiao Su to go away like this, and the words hidden in the deepest part of his heart, which were not dirty but really offensive, finally broke out.

Xiao Su froze, his face was earthy, and his eyes were gloomy: "When did it start?"

"Lingshan battle, I will hold you hostage with Zhaoyan."

"What kind of thing are you, dare to play the idea of ​​​​the deity's child?!"

With a wave of Xiao Su's sleeve, Yun Xiangyi was hit hard by his spiritual power. In the next second, he knelt down on one knee without any resistance, covered his heart and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, Zhao Yan widened his eyes in horror: "Xiao Su..."

Xiao Su pulled Zhaoyan behind him, stepped forward, and stepped on Yun Xiang's shoulder.

"Peeping, heh, you're disgustingly nasty!" Xiao Su increased the strength on the soles of his feet, even Yun Xiangyi couldn't bear it.

His white clothes were covered with dust, and blood was seeping from his shoulders.

But Yun Xiangyi never fought back, and looked up at Xiao Su, with snow in his eyes: "Mortal womb... Destiny is hard to break."

"roll……"

Before Xiao Su could utter the second half of his curse words, he suddenly stopped himself.

He suddenly remembered the day when Zhexi was poisoned, if Yun Xiangyi's spiritual power hadn't protected Zhaoyan, their child might have passed away long ago.

If Yun Xiangyi hadn't given him the spiritual power to help him cross the Lingxi River, he might not have had the opportunity to regain it as he has now.

What's more, Yun Xiangyi's catastrophe is coming, could it be...

Xiao Su took a deep breath, retracted his feet, and tried to suppress his anger: "Speak clearly."

Yun Xiangyi slowly closed his eyes, even his eyelashes seemed lonely: "The direction of the heart is hard to describe."

Xiao Su suddenly pulled out a smile: "So?"

Yun Xiangyi shook his head: "I don't have too many plans."

Xiao Su stood on the spot silently.

"When the fetus is born and the body is recovered, I will withdraw my spiritual power."

Yun Xiangyi struggled to get up from the ground, her shoulders were bright red, and the area tended to expand.Xu Shi noticed Zhaoyan's uneasy gaze, and he raised his hand to cover his shoulder, covering up all the blood.

Xiao Su was taken aback.

Because Yun Xiangyi seemed to care about Zhaoyan's actions, he frowned impatiently.

Hesitation, silence, struggle.

Finally, Xiao Su held Zhaoyan's waist tightly with one hand, and uttered a word in a vicious voice: "Annoyance!"

This is the second time that Yun Xiangyi's spiritual power has finally agreed to wrap Zhaoyan's body.

Yun Xiangyi got permission to act, inputting cold spiritual power to hide Xiao Su's evil spirit, protect the offspring of Xiao Zhao and his wife, and protect the only temperature he has experienced up close in the desolate snow field for thousands of years.

Zhaoyan looked down at his stomach, Yun Xiangyi's hand was only a few centimeters away from his lower abdomen, the snow-like spiritual power made him shiver uncontrollably.

"It's so cold..." Zhaoyan sniffed his nose, the tip of his small nose was all red, "I seem to be catching a cold..."

"Just a moment." Yun Xiangyi said.

When the transmission of spiritual power was over, Xiao Su quickly pulled Zhaoyan past Yun Xiangyi, and wrapped him under his wings.

Yun Xiangyi's stare at Zhaoyan made people angry, Xiao Su endured so that he didn't kick over the table, ruining the small inn and Yun Xiangyi, an eyesore idiot.