My Taoist companion just wants to welcome and refuse

Ever since Xia Qi attracted Yuan in his body, the pain has entered the meridians.We live in peace with him on weekdays, but once there is a slight lack of hospitality, this ancestor will immediately yell and piss off without any explanation, and he can't be driven away.

After a long time, he has become accustomed to the torment of Yinyuan. The most serious consequence of the desperate struggle faced by the demon hunter is only half of his life left. A few days passed.

He originally thought that the same was true for this promotion, but in the end it was still too big.

Others are completely reborn after ascending to the realm, as if reborn, immersed in the new mysterious realm, the spirit platform is clear, and the soul is light...

Only he, the moment he successfully ascended to the realm, fell straight down... because he was fainted from the pain.

There is even more terrifying thing, he noticed that there is a familiar aura guarding him all the time... besides his own Taoist companion, who else?

His thoughts were stretched into a single tendon due to the pain, and he couldn't turn around anymore. He only thought that he had raised his realm and increased the odds of winning the sect alliance, which was a good thing to congratulate.

However, why does the subconscious feel when thinking of the people around her...

He is finished.

However, the pain did not allow his mind to clear up for too long, after all, the coma was just the beginning.

In the past, Yinyuan was tyrannical, he fell into a coma, lost all five senses, and was still able to half-dodge the pain, like falling into hell in a nightmare, and his soul was wading through mountains of swords and seas of fire, ice and flames.

Sweat all over, and you'll be fine if you get over it.

But this time, Yinyuan's fury was like an inextinguishable fire, and he would not stop until he was dragged into death hell.

He couldn't wake up in the airtight nightmare, only felt that the soul was no longer the soul, it was broken into thousands of strands, broken and weak, repeatedly torn apart by the wind in the pitch black nothingness.

Everywhere is full of him, and everywhere can't gather into him.

And these spirits are constantly soaked by the dark shadow of death, and they continue to fall into the icy abyss where they cannot go back and forth.

He knew that he would be trapped in this torment for a long, long time...

It's been so long that even though he's used to it, he can't face the long and lonely pain and fear frankly.

However, in the next breath, the wandering spirit sensed the familiar approach, and it was the spirit of another person who found him in the darkness.

The other party seemed to have finally found a precious thing, slowly and softly gathered the light fluff-like spirits one by one, gathered in the encirclement without landing, and covered them gently again.

Although his soul is still broken, the wind can no longer invade, the darkness around him is no longer cold and boundless, and all sharp and sharp things have gone away...

He was surrounded by another person's soul for a long time, and the vigilant soul that had been tortured was as if soaked in warm water, confused and comfortable... All the violence and uneasiness gradually subsided.

He clings to the man's soul with peace of mind, and doesn't feel the surroundings are scary anymore.

After an unknown amount of time, the man's spirit moved slightly, and he stroked him gently.

During the touch of the soul, the familiar and strange feeling deep in the memory spread to every inch of the soul as if riding the wind...

It was the sourness of joy that filled the heart, like the most beautiful fireworks in the world blooming in the mind, and it was so comfortable that it made people sigh.

Last time, he didn't know how to describe this feeling, ever since he was intimately close to his Taoist companion, he knew it was that feeling.

Uncovered and reserved joy, sweet and heart-rending.

Under the gentle caress of his soul, he was obedient, and the cracks torn open by the violent wind were slowly healing.

Not long after, he felt the warmth surrounding his body, and the spirit of another person was slowly infiltrating into his spirit...

During the mingling of soul and soul, a sense of infiltration hit involuntarily. The previously obedient soul tensed up slightly, but relaxed under the familiar and gentle comfort.

The fluff-like spirit was at a loss, and subconsciously entangled with another spirit that soaked him, gradually becoming joyful and dependent.

The darkness and chaos around her body turned into a wrapped deep sea, and the soul that was tortured and bruised by the pain was trembling slightly, and the fluff gathered together inch by inch, becoming complete and soft, as if falling into the warm sunshine.

When Xia Qi woke up on the bed, he first smelled the familiar woody fragrance from his Taoist companion, and his body and soul felt comfortable and relaxed for a while.

He naturally knew that when the soul was violently disturbed by Yin Yuan's pain, it was Qing Yan's soul that entered into his sea of ​​consciousness through the concentric connection and comforted him continuously, which relieved the suffering and pain.

When I woke up at this moment, not only did my meridians no longer hurt, but the wonderful feeling of soul-soul fusion still lingered, and the soreness and comfort still lingered in my limbs and bones.

When he moved a little, the person holding him lifted his chin with his fingers.

In the dimness, those azure eyes were slightly sunken, like a deep sea impenetrable by moonlight, filled with unresolved seriousness, carefully checking his condition and expression.

Under the restrained and worried expression of his Taoist companion, Xia Qi instantly understood how the "It's over" that appeared in his subconscious mind came from when he was unconscious...

Seeing Leng Jun's brows sinking so close, he knew that his Taoist companion was about to ask a serious question, probably to settle accounts, so he immediately turned over lightly and pressed on the other party.

Sure enough, Qing Yan's eyes darkened, and she looked at him without blinking.

The flimsy underclothes slid down as he leaned over. He didn't pay attention to it. He just held his Taoist companion's face and softened his voice: "Bai Lan, let's not talk about spoiling things now, okay..."

Seeing that the other party frowned slightly and opened his lips to say something, he managed to bend his lips and lowered his head to block the words that were about to come out.The kiss was stuck between the lips of the other party, and he refused to leave for a moment. Amid the sound of the fabric rubbing, he felt that the breathing on his cheek was heavy and disordered.

It was rare to take the initiative, his ears were hot, but there was a hint of unbridled excitement.

He didn't give his Taoist partner a chance to refuse, and rubbed his lips against the other's ear: "Bai Lan, let's continue, shall we..."

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