The little crying bag became the furnace of the demon king

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"Now spread your legs apart, take a deep breath, and clasp your fingers in front of your belly."

When Xiao Su spoke, he was already sitting on the rock to rest, one of his slender legs was stepping on a slightly lower place, his knees were protruding, and he looked comfortable and leisurely.

Zhaoyan did as he said, spread his legs awkwardly, and took a deep breath of the fresh mountain air.

Then, under the instructions of the demon king, with the palm facing the sky, slowly lift it up, inhale and exhale.

After repeating this dozens of times, Xiao Su, who was watching from the side, suddenly pulled a smile from the corner of his mouth: "Are you dancing?"

"I'm here, Juqi." Zhaoyan slowly lowered his eyes, staring at his snow-white boots and whispered.

"Where is your anger?"

Zhaoyan paused for a moment, and said honestly, "It seems to be vomited out after being sucked in."

Xiao Su couldn't help laughing.

Since he practiced demons, he has accepted three disciples.

Those who are not outstanding talents will not be accepted, those who are not intelligent will not be accepted, those who are not unique in muscle and bone will not be accepted, and those who are not good-looking will not be accepted. The conditions are unimaginably harsh.

Idle people are not qualified to dawdle in Xiao Su's eyes, so he has never seen such a stupid and unbelievable person as Zhao Yan.

"Come here." Xiao Su hooked Zhaoyan.

Zhaoyan hurriedly ran to stand in front of him.

Xiao Su held Zhaoyan's wrist and lifted it up into the air, his eyes followed his arm to Zhaoyan's delicate and fair face, and sneered, "What can you do with this hand?"

"There are calluses on it." Zhao Yan was afraid that Xiao Su would not believe him, so he took the initiative to spread his palm, "I can take anything."

Xiao Su lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on Zhaoyan's slender and slender fingers.

At the junction of the finger and the palm, Xiao Su did see two places with a slightly yellowish color.

He raised his hand and touched the small callus with his fingertips.

Zhao Yan shrank his palms itchingly, a faint smile appeared on his lips, and his beautiful almond eyes curved beautifully: "I do a lot of odd jobs. Although I don't earn much, I can already support my family!"

"Who would be stupid enough to let the furnace support the family." Xiao Su raised his eyebrows, and he saw Zhao Yan's smile in his eyes, and his eyes flickered slightly.

He quickly stretched out his hand and hugged Zhaoyan from the ground to sit on his lap, leaned over and sniffed at the other's neck.

Even if the medicine smell left by the medicine pool is strong, it can't cover up the faint fragrance hidden under Zhaoyan's skin.

It's a bit like the sweetness of the peach juice when it falls between the lips.

With provocative, ambiguous, and unspeakable feelings, the body temperature gradually rises, making people flustered and restless.

Zhaoyan's body was stiff, leaning against the opponent's arm, not daring to move.

He pursed his lips tightly, his expression gradually becoming painful.He wanted to push Xiao Su away, but the hand that landed on Mozun's chest lost the strength to resist little by little.

"Should I want to, continue to gather Qi..." Zhao Yan tilted his head in his arms, a layer of mist appeared in his eyes.

Xiao Su's eyes darkened.

He didn't reply, but suddenly turned Zhaoyan over and let him lie on his lap.

Xiao Su carefully searched for the source of the sweet smell, and finally the tip of his nose accurately touched the gland on the back of Zhao Yan's neck.

When an overly fragile place was touched, Zhaoyan's eyes widened in shock, he clenched Xiao Su's clothes tightly, and whimpered in fear and uneasiness like a weak mosquito.

"Don't..." Zhao Yan shook his head with wet eyes, "Don't touch here..."

The smell of peach here is stronger than other places, Xiao Su frowned, not only ignored Zhao Yan's begging, but also tried to lick it.

"Not sweet." Xiao Su commented rather disappointedly, "It's not the same as it smells."

Zhaoyan's body trembled violently due to the sticky warmth coming from the gland.

He buried his face in his arms, hiding his red face and aggrieved eyes.

Omega glands cannot be touched by other people...

What is the difference between Xiao Su's behavior and insult...

"Why are you shaking?" Xiao Su noticed Zhao Yan's reaction and pulled him up from his lap.

Zhao Yan hides that he doesn't want Xiao Su to see his hot face, he doesn't like this, he doesn't like a man he just met playing with his glands in such an intimate way.

But the body's reaction was too shameful, and betrayed his little dignity.

"I don't want to be hugged by you." Zhaoyan felt too uncomfortable, and could no longer care about the consequences of violating the Mozun's wishes, so he opened his mouth to refuse, "Can you, don't touch me."

Xiao Su's eyes turned cold as expected.

He suddenly tightened Zhaoyan's waist, and rested his hand on the other's flat belly: "What do you think the deity is keeping you for? If your little life wasn't because of the spiritual energy behind it, it would have been crushed by the deity long ago." In the palm of your hand!"

"I was born by my parents, I am a human being!" Zhao Yan emphasized his tone, but without the slightest deterrent force, "There is no aura that can help you."

"Hmph." Xiao Su sneered, "I gave birth to a single baby, but I don't know that it's just a carrier of prodigal things, and it's not a pity to lose it."

When Zhaoyan heard this, his face immediately turned pale.

He was beaten back to his original shape, all the courage he mustered up just now faded away, and the pupils of his eyes trembled extremely violently in their sockets.

The surroundings became extremely silent, as if the sound of air flow could be heard.

Xiao Su had no patience and was about to push Zhao Yan off his body when he suddenly saw him nodding his head extremely slowly.

"They, indeed, none of them want me." Zhao Yan's voice was quiet, and the decades-long sadness and expectation carried in his words were tortures that made him so painful that he couldn't even cry.

From remembering to becoming an adult, if it wasn't for the little expectation of family affection hanging in his heart, he might not have been able to last so long.

"Tch." Xiao Su sarcastically said, "A furnace that is difficult to open, how can ordinary people keep you for free?"

Saying so, Xiao Su hugged him and got off the rock, letting Zhaoyan step on the ground safely

"It's a waste of my time to teach you a piece of trash." Xiao Su snapped his fingers while speaking.

A few seconds later, Fengyue appeared behind the two and knelt on one knee: "Your Majesty."

"Take medicine and open his cauldron cavity. If you don't see the effect after seven days, I will kill you!"

After leaving this sentence, Xiao Su angrily waved his sleeves and left.

"Yes, my subordinates will definitely do their best." The task was extremely difficult, but Fengyue's voice answered her words very simply.

Zhaoyan stayed where he was with his head down, silent.

It wasn't until Xiao Su walked away that Fengyue dared to stand up from the ground.

"Did Kai Ding Pill open your Ding Qiang?" Feng Yue was a little surprised, she walked to Zhao Yan's side and turned her head to look at him.

Zhaoyan shook his head, unwilling to pass on his negative emotions to innocent people, so he calmed down his emotions and said softly, "It can't be opened."

"Why?" Fengyue didn't understand, "The potion of opening the cauldron is extremely powerful, and the ordinary furnace can use it once, and the spiritual power in the cauldron can be picked at will. At this time, double cultivation with the picker will increase the spiritual power of the furnace itself.

As long as you work hard, not to mention gathering Qi, you can reach the stage of body training, but I didn't expect that you didn't seize this opportunity. "

Zhaoyan's lips moved, and he repeated the words that he was not a furnace many times, and he was so tired that he didn't want to speak now.

"I don't know." Zhaoyan took a deep breath and shook his head for the second time.

Fengyue couldn't get the answer, so she thought about it carefully: "In this world, the prohibition that even the venerable can't break, only the celestial venerable of Lingshan can do it."

"What?" Zhaoyan was confused when he heard that, is Lingshan Immortal Venerable another very powerful person... as powerful as Demon Venerable...

"But you are like this, it's hard not to be suspicious." Fengyue pondered for a while, then suddenly opened her eyes, "You can't be the furnace of the immortal, right! Your lord brought you back from Lingxi, is it possible? Is it the Lingshan Immortal who locked your tripod chamber? That's over, if you open the tripod chamber, if His Majesty doesn't pick you up, he will definitely not return you."

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