Mozun was attacked by fake crying bag

Huo Wuyan looked at the young man in front of him coldly, he hadn't seen him for more than a year, the young man had grown a lot taller, and his appearance became more and more handsome, but the appearance with red cheeks and slack eyes was really weird.

It has been quite a while since he noticed Ji Xuan with his spiritual sense, and he sized him up unscrupulously, but Ji Xuan seemed to be unaware, and even kept walking in his direction until he was about to walk in front of him before he widened his eyes. The eyes looked at him in disbelief, as if the man had just seen him.

"Huo Wuyan?" Ji Xuan asked uncertainly, his speech was very slow, and he didn't know whether he was asking Huo Wuyan or himself.

Perhaps because of the poisonous love, Ji Xuan's voice has long lost the clarity and crispness of a young man, and there is an inexplicable oppression in his voice.

Huo Wuyan raised his brows slightly in surprise when Ji Xuan called his name boldly, but his tone was as cold as ever, "Why are you here?"

Ji Xuan was breathing heavily, his body was being pulled by two forces, one cold and one hot, he couldn't even hear what Huo Wuyan was talking to him clearly, he just stared at Huo Wuyan in bewilderment.

There was white smoke rising from the cold pool, Ji Xuan clearly knew it was air-conditioning at first, but now he suddenly felt that the cold pool might not be fake, otherwise how could he feel even hotter.

Huo Wuyan didn't practice outside the cold pool with proper clothes at all, but soaked in the pool directly, revealing a large area of ​​skin, delicate collarbone, and smooth chest...

Most likely because of her beauty, Ji Xuan's body became hotter and hotter, and even the skin on his hands began to turn abnormally red.

His fingers bent slightly, as if he wanted to loosen the tight clothes, but he didn't know what to worry about, so he gave up again. Seeing Huo Wuyan looking up, he simply squatted down to facilitate better communication with the other party, or should I say Make it easier for you to see each other better.

"You smell so good."

Ji Xuan's overly rosy lips spit out low-pitched words, these words are ambiguous, it's a love sentence if you want to change lovers, but when you say it to someone with a higher status than yourself, it's a living offense.

Huo Wuyan looked at the young man in front of him with great interest. The young man's skin was like suet jade soaked in blood, which was indescribably captivating. There were crystal clear teardrops in the corners of his eyes.

Huo Wuyan's heart moved, and he said softly: "Come on, come closer, let me take a good look at you."

The deep, mellow voice with a hint of laughter was too gentle, it seemed to Ji Xuan that there was a small hook seducing him, Ji Xuan, who was already in a daze, approached subconsciously, even though he knew that this man was dangerous.

Suddenly, a black light flashed, and a pitch-black and simple sword had already forced Ji Xuan's throat.

"I wanted to ask just now, who broke the restriction of this cold pool?"

Ji Xuan blinked, probably a little confused, and then realized that his life was threatened.

"You want to kill me." The overwhelming murderous aura made Ji Xuan's mind a little clearer.

Without waiting for Huo Wuyan to make any answer, Ji Xuan used his finger as a sword, and with one finger he pressed against the quaint long sword that wanted to continue forward. Ji Xuan actually learned nine out of ten moves used by the Demon Emperor's Thunderbolt Strike.

A flash of astonishment flashed in Huo Wuyan's eyes, and with a twist of his sword, he flicked away Ji Xuan's hand that was holding the long sword.

Ji Xuan took advantage of the situation and took several steps back. At that time, Huo Wuyan had already broken out of the water. He quickly put on a black robe, and slashed forward with his sword. The rocks were crushed by the sword wind, and Sen Han's vigor seemed to brush against his face.

"No wonder you didn't take the initiative to come over, but called me closer. It turned out that the spell had struck again."

Ji Xuan's speech was fairly clear, and only he himself knew that his whole mind seemed to be stuck. If Ji Xuan was clear-headed, he would definitely not point out that Huo Wuyan had fallen into a spell, but instead took advantage of his illness to kill him. Taking advantage of this great opportunity to snatch Huo Wuyan's primordial spirit, if the poison in his body is normal and highly poisonous, maybe he can directly seize it.

Huo Wuyan raised his eyes slightly, but didn't speak, the long sword was as fast as a shooting star, and it reached Ji Xuan's eyes again in the blink of an eye.

Emotional poison was rolling in his body. Ji Xuan originally wanted to not use his spiritual power, so that his desire could take a step closer to controlling his reason, but his chaotic brain followed instinct. If someone threatened his life, it would naturally be a counterattack, which is exciting. fight back.

After several times of confrontation, neither of them could do anything to each other.

The change of Huo Wuyan's sword technique was too weird, before anyone could see the moves clearly, he mercilessly approached the door.

Under the shroud of sword energy, Ji Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, forming a wall of water to resist the sword that came violently again, Ji Xuan subconsciously wanted to use his soul to obliterate another existence, until his soul and another powerful The subtle impact of his soul and body made Ji Xuan's desire to destroy disappear.

The bleak coolness enveloped Ji Xuan's body, but Ji Xuan's body was like a volcano erupting.

"It's meaningless for us to fight like this." Ji Xuan reluctantly used his brain that still had a little thinking ability to make the final analysis.

Huo Wuyan's gaze was very cold and indifferent, with an indescribable meaning.

For a moment, Ji Xuan really couldn't tell what Huo Wuyan meant. There was a lot of fine sweat on his forehead, and it trickled down from his chin bit by bit. Ji Xuan's sanity was draining along with the sweat, and he forcibly restrained himself. , Ji Xuan continued to use his throbbing brain to think hard, "I'm not in a good situation now, and you should be similar, otherwise you won't not use any spiritual power."

Huo Wuyan narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the young man behind him through a wall of water, "Even if I don't use spiritual power, killing you is still easy."

"Then you are unwilling to use spiritual power, or you can't, or you dare not."

Facing such aggressive words, Huo Wuyan looked at Ji Xuan indifferently, with focused eyes, neither angry nor angry, but a strange calmness.

"I really don't know how you, with the life-threatening silver needle in your body, managed to be crazier than this seat." Following the words, Huo Wuyan's quaint long sword crossed the water wall and stood on Ji again in a daze. Xuan's neck.

So fast, such a fast sword!

Ji Xuan's water wall was broken by a sword without any spiritual power.

The long sword drove straight, and Ling Lie's sword energy cut Ji Xuan's fragile neck mercilessly, bright red blood overflowed from the neck, and Ji Xuan's tears flowed out along with the blood.

Ji Xuan blinked his eyes, touched the blood on his neck with his finger, the bright red blood pierced Ji Xuan's eyes, the scalding temperature that seemed to burn everything became more and more intense, and he was already burned like a ball My mushy brain can no longer bear this torment.

Ji Xuan completely gave up thinking and followed instinct.

He is hot, but the person in front of him is cold.

He longed for that coldness.

Regardless of the threat of the long sword, Ji Xuan slowly approached Huo Wuyan, the suppressed sweat dripped down, soaking his black hair like crow feathers.

Huo Wuyan frowned, and wanted to kill Ji Xuan with a single sword, but the young man in front of him really fit his aesthetics. He was tall and tall, elegant and beautiful, with porcelain-white skin and long jet-black hair. Against the background of her, the sexiness is suffocating, not to mention that the other party is crying, and the crystal tears are falling down the smooth face, which is very beautiful.

There are so many beauties in this world, but it is very difficult to meet someone who completely matches his own aesthetics. With such a moment of compassion, Huo Wuyan missed the best opportunity to get rid of Ji Xuan.

The distance Ji Xuan approached was enough for Huo Wuyan to hear the other person's panting clearly, and the heavy and fiery breath fell on Huo Wuyan's naked shoulders and neck, causing a little itchiness.

A wave of heat swept over like mountains and seas, Ji Xuan sighed, his mind was dizzy, and he could no longer maintain any rationality and calmness.

A powerful and undeniable divine sense enveloped Huo Wuyan, Ji Xuan rested his drowsy head on Huo Wuyan's neck, smelling the scent that seemed to attract him.

Huo Wuyan obviously felt that a powerful force was suppressing him, and because of the spell Huo Wuyan was in a very bad state, a bit like a madman, not to mention that he couldn't use his spiritual power, it was best not to even move move.

But Huo Wuyan not only moved, but was restrained by someone in the end, how ridiculous.

He sneered, and for the first time in a thousand years, he wanted to sigh that beauty is misleading, "It's me who underestimated you."

Ji Xuan didn't speak, but buried his head firmly on Huo Wuyan's shoulder, every inch of his body was clamoring for relief, eager for relief, that strong desire made him completely ignore everything outside.

With his body tightly pressed against the strong chest in front of him, Ji Xuan sighed contentedly, and gently caressed the man's tough waist with his fiery pink hand, and his scorching breath carried a scalding temperature.

"Help me, okay? I'm feeling bad." Ji Xuan said in a voice similar to before, but there was a little more softness in his voice, as if he was acting like a baby.To be honest, he is a little bit confused now, he has no idea what he is talking about, and the most primitive hope dominates his body.