Quick travel: Qing Leng host is forced to have sex with crazy criticizing wall-dong

A small ghost cultivator could actually involve a top master, and everyone in the lower cultivator world panicked.

Even Venerable Qilian was seriously injured. How high is that man's cultivation level?

Is it a human cultivator, a demon cultivator, or a demon cultivator?

How many men does he have?

The Yin-Yang Formation set up by the ghost cultivator under the opponent's subordinates. All the formation masters who have studied the formation have been studying it for a long time but they still can't figure out the secret. What is their purpose?

No one knows about it.

After discussing it for a whole day, we could not come up with a result.

The enemy is in the dark, but they are in the light.

The only solution for now is to strengthen vigilance.

Master Huiyuan was worried about Banchen and asked him to return to Wanfo Temple immediately.

Bichen also has this plan.

He remembered Shuangyu's words and did not trust Qingyan Sect. He planned to take this opportunity to say goodbye and take Shuangyu back to Wanfo Temple first.

After not sleeping for a day and a night, he returned to his residence mentally and physically exhausted, but found no trace of the little fox, so he hurriedly went out to look for him.

I happened to meet Ran Wanyue. Seeing that he was uneasy, the other party took the initiative to ask: "Master, what's the matter?"

"Have you ever seen that little fox demon?"

Baichen asked anxiously.

Ran Wanyue was stunned for a moment, and the look in her eyes instantly became intriguing.

Could it be that this monk also had a mortal heart?

pity……

Thinking of something, a flash of sympathy flashed in her eyes.

"Master, don't be anxious, the little fox demon is with my master."

Baochen frowned tightly. After thanking him, he immediately walked to Qilian's Qingyue Pavilion.

"What's the matter!"

Ran Wanyue sighed and hurriedly caught up.

The master has just woken up from his injuries, but he cannot withstand this terrifying Shura field!

Inside the wing, the room is cozy.

Shuangyu stood guard in front of Qilian's bed, holding Qilian's hand tightly, her eyes filled with guilt, and she kept crying.

Qi Lian showed a dumbfounded expression, his brows were soft, and he gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and comforted him softly.

"Ayu, stop crying, I'm really fine..."

"It's all my fault... If it wasn't for protecting me, you wouldn't have been so seriously injured..."

Outside the window, pink peach petals fell gently, adding a different kind of charm to this warm scene.

Under the peach tree, Baochen held the Buddhist beads in his hand and watched the scene in the house quietly. His eyes were a little dark, his face was a little too pale, and the hand hanging by his side tightened and loosened, and then loosened and tightened again.

"Grandmaster……"

Ran Wanyue, who was following him, let out a worried voice.

"Amitabha, I hope the two donors are safe."

Bichen clasped his hands together and said calmly, and turned to leave without looking back.

It was as if a corner of my heart had been dug out by life, and the pain made my whole body numb.

As if he noticed something, Shuangyu slowly turned his head and looked at where he was just now.

"Ayu, what are you looking at?"

Shuangyu shook his head and said with a confused expression: "The blooming peach blossoms... are so beautiful."

"Yeah...it's beautiful."

This is Chu Chu’s favorite scenery.

Qilian raised his lips with a faint smile and raised his hand to tuck the broken hair behind Shuangyu's ears.

"Ayu, I love you. Are you willing to become a Taoist couple with me?"

With seriousness in his eyes, he asked softly.

Shuangyu's eyes showed surprise, and she nodded quickly, then lowered her head with a shy look on her face.

The body covered by the robe was covered with goosebumps.

Bichen returned to his residence in despair and sat there for a long time, his mind going blank.

The master said that he would encounter love disaster.

Isn't his Qing Jie a little fox demon?

But if it wasn't the little fox demon, why would his heart beat wildly every time he saw him?

He said he was his husband.

Why did you turn around and throw yourself into someone else's arms?

Cut constantly, the rationale is still chaotic.

Exhale a breath of turbid air, put away the dust, close your eyes and begin to meditate.

In his mind, the chaotic picture appeared again.

One time it was the scene of the little fox demon teasing him, and the other time it was the coquettish expression on his face as he rolled around under him.

In the blink of an eye, the person hugging the little fox demon turned into Qi Lian.

Baochen was standing next to the bed. He felt his heart bleeding. He wanted to step forward and tear the two people apart, but he couldn't do anything. He could only watch and go there. Feel this torture that is more painful than death.

The birthmark on the left side was once again filled with thick black air.

The scriptures on his body kept flashing with golden light, but they could not suppress the black aura no matter what.

After finally pressing it down again, the color of the scriptures on my body had begun to fade, from dazzling gold to pale gold.

Bichen slowly opened his eyes, and a trace of scarlet was faintly visible in the black pupils.

For three days, he didn't go out. He stayed in the house trying to fight against the evil spirit in his body.

Within three days, Shuang Yu stayed by Qilian's side.

He is pampered and does not know how to take care of others.

He was willing to help, but he ended up being more and more busy.

"Brother, I beg you, don't make trouble again. We will take good care of Master. Why don't you just feed the fish under the peach blossom tree?"

Ran Wanyue wanted to cry but had no tears to persuade her.

She was afraid that Master would be tortured to death by this fox demon!

I have never seen such an unreliable fox demon!

"I, I didn't mean to..."

There were tears in Shuangyu's eyes, and she looked pitifully at the pale Qilian.

His abdomen was injured by the evil spirit, and the wound did not heal for a long time. The main reason was Shuang Yu who helped him apply medicine.

I don’t know if he was applying medicine or ‘murdering her husband’. I didn’t know, but I thought he was going to poison Wu Dalang’s Pan Jinlian!

"It's okay, Ayu, just leave it to Zhen Ye and Wanyue. You're tired after taking care of me for three days, so go take a rest."

Qi Lian smiled good-naturedly and comforted him.

"Oh……"

Shuangyu pouted and made a sound, then turned around and left the house reluctantly.

"Master, that little fox is really as affectionate as the ocean for you."

Ran Wanyue looked at Qi Lian teasingly and blinked ambiguously.

"Although he is a demon, he is very kind... maybe he feels guilty because I saved him."

Qilian smiled helplessly and defended.

"Don't explain. Explanation is just a cover-up. There are many people who are worried about that little fox. You must seize the opportunity to cure it to avoid being snatched away by others!"

Thinking of banishing the dust, Ran Wanyue tried her best to comfort her.

"Ayu is so good, it's natural to like him. I recognize him as a master. When I can get out of bed in a few days, I will tell the master that I want to become a Taoist partner with him."

Qi Lian smiled lightly, his eyes filled with passion.

"We are finally going to have a junior wife, but I don't know if my junior brother can wake up before you hold the knotting ceremony."

Ran Wanyue sighed.

"Ji people have their own destiny, Hai Lan will definitely wake up."

Qi Lian patted her hand to comfort her.

"I'll go check on him. The little guy is so sleepy that I have to wake him up no matter what."

Hai Lan was almost single-handedly raised by Ran Wanyue. The two of them had a deep relationship, like siblings. Now that the master was safe, she naturally wanted to take care of Hai Lan, who was still in a coma.

After she left, Lu Zhenye, who had been silent all this time, slowly spoke.

"Master, did you marry that fox demon because of him, or because of his face that looks exactly like Master Chu Chu's?"

This question is very sharp.

Qi Lian's face turned cold. He looked at his second disciple indifferently and warned in a hoarse voice: "This is not your business, Zhen Ye."

"You keep urging me to let it go, but have you... given it up yourself?"

Lu Zhenye looked at him with burning eyes and left without saying a word.

Behind him, Qilian's gaze followed him like a shadow, like a light on his back.

Before closing the door, Lu Zhenye heard his master sigh.