My Taoist companion just wants to welcome and refuse

The location where the two of them are now is in front of the White Jade Throne at the top of the steps in the main hall.

Behind him hangs a huge mirror lingering with demonic energy, and under the steps is a bottomless abyss where the wind is raging.

The two of them were immersed in their emotions just now, ignoring their surroundings for a while, and kept warm for a moment, but they never forgot that they were in a dangerous situation surrounded by demons.

Xia Qi held his breath and focused his attention, his consciousness extended beyond the main hall, and he saw countless demonic beasts scrambling to come over, like billowing black clouds.

However, as soon as they entered the main hall, they immediately put away their teeth and claws. Regardless of their original body or human form, they all walked around the main hall with proper manners.

It seems that even if the demon soul is infiltrated by the tyrannical devil energy, it does not forget to abide by the rules set by the extremely respected person.

Xia Qi glanced silently at the people around him. The Wan Yao King, who had just returned to his throne, stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes were calm, his voice was quiet and he was not angry.

Those azure eyes were looking at the entrance of the main hall, but they seemed to be looking further away.

As if aware of his doubts at this time, Qing Yan turned his eyes back to his face, his serious eyes were slightly relaxed, and raised his hand to gently wipe the residual moisture from the corners of his lips, and then briefly talked about the journey through the Shifang Pavilion. After the space law circle, to everything he experienced before meeting him.

Xia Qi was taken aback after hearing this, he didn't expect that those sand demon scorpions in Xihuang had a leader... He entered Lingying Mountain but did not see any monsters, it turned out that this leader devoured the monster beasts around the square in front of the hall.

Are the monsters from other parts of Lingying Mountain rushing into the palace following the breath of the Wan Yao King?

He frowned and murmured: "A hundred years ago, the leader of the Sand Demon Scorpion surrendered to the people behind the scenes after the fall of the Wan Yao King... Hiss, in this way, Su Qunyun is definitely not the only person behind the scenes. A hundred years ago, this grandson didn't even have mud Let's play... Then the leader obeyed the arrangement of the people behind the scenes, set up a trap for Bo Lan in Lingying Mountain, and even ate the demon soul imprisoned in Lingying Mountain..."

Many clues were connected, and he was one step closer to the person behind the scenes, but he faintly felt that something was wrong, and he couldn't say it for the time being.

Qingyan's voice was slightly cold: "If the demonized demon soul imprisoned in Lingying Mountain is not contaminated with the crime of killing, it can enter reincarnation after dissipating."

Xia Qi's brows frowned even tighter, but the demon spirits were transferred out of the island by the people behind the scenes, making them angry and violent, killing anyone they saw... Those demonized demon spirits that had been used up had no possibility of reincarnation.

He raised his eyebrows and turned around abruptly.

In Qing Yan's slightly surprised eyes, Lian Guang came out of the sheath in a sense of disappointment.

The blade of the sword full of anger was bright and sharp, and the torrential and clear sword energy carried the power of the collapsing snow peak.This earth-shattering sword slashed fiercely on the mirror in front of the throne!

Lianguang's famous sword is in the hands of the master of the Xiaoshan sect, and everything has to avoid its sharp edge.

Even though the mirror instrument carried many sacrificial runes, it was also full of magic energy, which had the effect of refining the soul.But in the face of overwhelming destructive power, no matter how angry it hummed unwillingly, it could only allow the blade to smash the mirror. The crashing sound resounded through the palace, and the huge mirror instantly turned into a fragmented phantom.

At the same time, the abyss magic circle relying on the mirror surface suddenly failed.Under the spacious steps, the empty dark red thick carpet was restored.

Qingyan saw a palm-sized bronze mirror fall to the ground. This was the prototype of a huge mirror, and it had been broken into pieces.

And his Taoist companion, who was expressing anger, took the sword and chopped the pieces into pieces, and even squeezed out all the devilish energy that had escaped from the mirror—the aggressive sword light even carefully avoided a crowd in the hall. All utensils.

The corners of the eyes that were red from crying before have not recovered, but now it seems that the fierce light in the eyes has continued, making the whole person have a sense of god to block and kill the gods, and the vengeance is fierce.

... so cute.

With this thought in his mind, he was afraid that his face would be noticed by the other party and offend the thin-skinned person, so he turned and walked down the steps calmly, with a smile on his lips.

Xia Qi probed repeatedly, but finally he didn't see a trace of demonic energy staining the White Jade Throne of the Wan Yao King, so he looked up to find his Taoist companion.

Qingyan stood in the center of the hall without knowing when, and the group of monsters and monsters finally stepped into the hall in front of the throne, facing the king who had been looking forward to for a hundred years and finally returned to the throne.

However, before the monsters could react, the dark blue figure shook his robes and raised his hand to draw a formation in front of his eyes——

The complicated and faint blue inscriptions appeared out of thin air, distributed in an orderly manner with a certain logic, and each stroke was full of the upright and powerful demon power of the Wan Yao King.

Xia Qi was keenly aware that the air circulation in the hall had changed in vain, and there were faint traces of fluctuations in demon power.

And the monster beasts seemed to be intimidated by the familiar monster power, and they froze in place one after another.

The faint blue halo of the thousands of inscriptions and the blue eyes of the Wan Yao King complement each other, and the dark blue robe seems to be covered with colorful stars.

Xia Qi was speechless in silence. The inscription rune formation on Lingying Mountain was originally created by the Wan Yao King. With Qingyan’s memories and demon power back, he could easily make up any complicated inscriptions. More, half of them are still in Shen Xinghai's enchantment now...

At this moment, without relying on the spirit stone, he could draw a combined magic circle out of thin air... How strong would the Wan Yao King be in its heyday?

Xia Qi watched from the side with a sword in his hand. Half an hour later, the combined magic circle was completely outlined in the black blue robe sleeves.

The inscriptions are uneven and orderly, and the broken fireflies are like a galaxy flowing in the palace.

Qing Yan used his spiritual sense to walk around the magic circle without any modification. With a wave of his hand, the magic circle suddenly floated upwards, penetrated the roof of the hall, and hung on the top of the main hall of Lingying Mountain.

After a few breaths, the magic circle expanded instantly, covering the entire Lingying Mountain.

Several layers of the combined formation fell one by one, and thousands of inscriptions soaked the lifeless things in Lingying Mountain, and also fell from Xia Qi's body.

He reached out to take it, but the inscription did not linger in his palm, piercing his body, making his spirit feel refreshed for a while.

The monsters in the temple seemed to wake up, and looked at each other for a moment, as if they couldn't see the people who were not far away.As if they remembered something important, they left the hall together in silence.

And the grievance accumulated on him for a hundred years was much less.

The magic circle is filled with incantations to appease the souls of the dead.

The demon soul turned into a demon, and almost lost all consciousness, but the pain of the soul being burned by the demon energy is always there.Now, under the purification of these requiem circles, most of the pain can be relieved.

The rest of the combined magic circle is still hanging above Lingying Mountain, which can intercept all transfer spells and prevent the soul of the demon cultivator from being transferred out again.

in the main hall.

The Wan Yao King watched all the souls of the deceased go away.

Looking at the dark blue back, Xia Qi immediately realized that now that the Wan Yao King has returned, he has already taken over the entire Lingying Mountain, and will not allow others to do anything wrong.

Then there was admiration and admiration for the strong in his heart.

Thinking of this, Qing Yan turned around and walked towards him, and his thoughts changed in an unreasonable way - the person in front of him who is full of heaven and earth and has a heart for the common people belongs to him completely.

I can't help but secretly feel happy in my heart.

I don't know if it's psychological, Xia Qi always feels that Lingying Mountain is not so depressing, and even the air is much cooler.

Qing Yan walked to his side and said slowly: "They have returned to their respective homes and will not come to the main hall again."

Xia Qi thought to himself, even if he becomes a monster, staying at home is not considered homeless.

This trip has already found his own Taoist companion, and the deadlock of Lingying Mountain cannot be broken from the inside. Although he still has a lot of curiosity, it is meaningless to stay.

He held Qing Yan's hand, fearing that the other party would be reluctant, after all, he will come again next time... I don't know when it will be, so he asked softly: "Bai Lan wants to leave, or go to another place to see, I will accompany you. "

Now that Nanfeng's two transfer circles have been destroyed, and Qingyan has also added several layers of barriers to Lingying Mountain, the demon cultivators will no longer be transferred out.

After solving the raging demon cultivator, Jin Liancheng's sanctuary circle is unbreakable, and there are people from other sects stationed everywhere in Yunzhang, so it must be able to handle it.

They don't need to leave urgently.

Qing Yan lowered her eyes and pondered for a moment, then asked, "How about the magic circle between you and Su Ling?"

Afterwards, they looked around, as if they wanted to find a place where they could have a long talk, so they led Xia Qi to the white jade carved throne, intending to sit down with him.

It seems that he intends to stay for a while.

Xia Qi opened his eyes wide and stopped in front of the throne in fright: "Wait... Bo Lan, it's inappropriate for me to do this!"

Even if no one else sees it, this throne represents the thousands of years of feats of the Wan Yao King and the respect of all the demon spirits. It is the incarnation of sacred honor... His ass is just a mortal body and cannot be stained.

Qing Yan naturally understood his concerns, but still pulled him to the throne without paying any attention to it: "You are my Taoist companion, even a hundred years ago, it is not inappropriate to sit here with me."

These words made Xia Qi's ears blushed inexplicably: "No...not good...no no no..."

The person who belonged to the throne was even a little inexplicable about his resistance, and continued to explain patiently: "It's just a slightly spacious seat to avoid standing for a long time." With different gazes, "But looking at it now, it can accommodate the two of them to lie down."

Xia Qi's words choked up in his throat, he was very shocked, and blurted out: "What kind of situation does it need to lie down on the throne and return the two of you?"

Is this some kind of novel measurement method...

He really didn't understand what his Taoist companion was thinking, and when he didn't pay attention, his defense was loosened, and he was pulled into Qing Yan's arms and sat on the opponent's lap.

Seeing Qing Yan smiled knowingly: "Aqi can sit here if he wants."

Xia Qi's ears burned, he subconsciously moved his hips, and sat firmly on the throne.

At that moment, he felt a lot of auspiciousness all over his body, he couldn't help stroking the white jade throne, and murmured: "It's really enough for two people to lie on it..."

But what to do in bed?

Unsolved doubts made him turn his head and look at the person who was holding him, only to see that those eyes were as deep as the deep sea, filled with an extremely familiar desire that made him blush.

Xia Qi was dumbfounded for a moment.

He made out with Qing Yan many times, although he was forced to stop every time he got better and better, and he also received many hints from the other party's private words that made his waist weak.

Invitations today are different.

Xu is in a very special position, it represents the absolute power and imposing power of Qing Yan, and in this environment, the other party shows a little bold and eager intentions, which makes him extremely shy...

His cheeks were flushed, and his thoughts paused for a few breaths, before he thought to himself... This, this, this is simply insulting the majesty!It's disrespectful!

But then he thought that the rules and majesty of Lingying Mountain for hundreds of years were established by the people around him, which represented the golden rule of Lingying Mountain.

Xia Qi's face was still holding on, holding the indifference that was about to break, showing a look of confusion that he couldn't understand, couldn't think of, and couldn't understand.

Perhaps the disguise was too clumsy, Qing Yan took the initiative to hug his waist, hugged him into his arms, and wrapped his pitifully red ear tips in his mouth, all the warm breath fell into the pinnae.

"The days to come will be long. In the future, there will always be a chance to find a long night, and spread the thick blanket that Aqi loves here, and I will tell Aqi slowly."

Xia Qi's waist softened under the scorching breath, his blood surged up, and his whole body turned red.

He thought dully...Which script said that the head is cold and self-restraining, he immediately found it and tore it up...Cultivator Quan Yunzhang said that the head is upright and dignified, and he doesn't touch a trace of worldly dust.

Moreover, even if this island returns to the control of the Wan Yao King, it will belong to the Qingyan...but... how can there be such a shameful affair...

Although it is undeniable... this matter is inexplicably exciting...

He took a deep breath with an accusation in mind... he only hoped that Qing Yan would not break his promise.

The kiss that fell on the neck and the hand that lifted the skirt both had a bad tendency, but in broad daylight... Xia Qi didn't want Qing Yan to fulfill his promise at this moment, so he hurriedly grabbed the other party's sleeve to stop him, thinking Reluctantly thinking, can you do whatever you want in your own territory?

"First... get down to business first... Bo Lan doesn't want to hear about my aunt and I in the southwestern suburbs. We met Su Qunyun this trip..."

He noticed that the person hugging him stopped moving, and hurriedly described the situation of the cave in the southwestern suburbs vividly, so as to divert Qingyan's attention.

He also focused on things related to Su Qunyun...Of course, the details of that guy's wandering were omitted.

At the end, he said: "Is it certain that the person who has been using Xu Shen to give him many evil methods five years ago is Su Qunyun. Presumably he is also the person who is stationed in Shifang Pavilion now...so the person suffering from evil The instigator was Su Qunyun?"

Qing Yan looked at the red mark she had left on the white neck of the person in her arms, and her Adam's apple moved slightly.

I don't know if it's Yao himself who has greed for the things he likes, or he desires to get closer to Xia Qi all the time, but no matter how close he feels, he can't get enough.

He even wants to use the way they both like to share with each other all the places where his fate is left... so deeply teach the other party to know that everything about him is willing to share with the one he loves without reservation.

He refrained from tidying Xia Qi's clothes, but his voice was inexplicably low: "There is still an important part missing."

Xia Qi understood after a little thought, after all he had also noticed something: "Bai Lan refers to the things or people connecting Lingying Mountain and Su Qunyun?"

Seeing Qing Yan nodding, Xia Qi suddenly thought of something again, "Yes, when I entered Lingying Mountain, I saw that day a hundred years ago, and I also saw the spirit of the mountain."

Qing Yan paused, and his expression slowly became solemn.