Quick Wear: Give the Resentful Man a Home

It is said that the two of them rarely interacted with each other, but these days, the man in front of him had done so much for him.

Qi Lang was unable to answer for a moment.

in silence.

I was pulled forward, my cold lips pressed against mine, and I murmured indistinctly between my teeth, "Close your eyes."

Qi Lang closed his eyes obediently. Everything in front of him was dark. The clamor in his soul at this moment was magnified a hundred times. He could see the bone lotus constantly soothing the sword.

Unable to deceive his true feelings, he reached out and hugged the man who was taller than him, his body straightened up, and he finally made up his mind.

“No.”

He claims to be a righteous man, but now he has fallen into it. The sight of him begging for mercy from the devil at this moment is really ugly. I dare not think about it at all.

I'm sorry, little black dragon.

But the thing about this Taoist companion is that whoever grabs it gets it.

Qi Lang gritted his teeth and fell on the bed with the man in his arms.

Her long hair fell on his neck.

Qi Lang trembled and closed his eyes to remind himself that Duan Wu didn't remember that he was Changying. Now he was just a demon in the human world and had nothing to do with the little black dragon.

He is not a third party, nor does he interfere with other people's Taoist couples.

The soul imprints were the Treading Sword and the Bone Lotus, which meant that Heaven also recognized their relationship.

He kept comforting himself.

...*

Two days later, Qi Lang put on his newly bought clothes and compared them in front of the bronze mirror. The size was just right.

Gave the man on the bed an appreciative look.

Duan Wu chuckled, took off the jade ring on his finger and threw it to Qi Lang.

"If you need anything, let Talang contact me." After saying that, she gave him an ambiguous look, "Anything you need is fine."

Qi Lang coughed, his cheeks felt a little hot, he held the ring in his palm, his mind full of thoughts about what kind of token he should give in return to make them a good match.

The Sword Sect still has a lot of things to do, and Duan Wu also has to lead the people of the Huang Sect to formally explore the secret realm.

Qi Lang reminded him of the strangeness of the secret realm, but then he remembered that if the stories in the dream were all true, then this secret realm was completely prepared for the Huang Cult people.

That's why it ended up in the Bone Wasteland Mountain.

It seems that the secret realm isolated the reincarnation of the God King several times before, and someone in the God Realm is unhappy.

Only Qi Lang knew these secrets, and he felt extremely uncomfortable at the moment.

But the secret cannot be revealed. He was afraid that it would affect Changying's tribulation, and he was also afraid that the other party would remember his lover in the divine world, the little black dragon.

There was some reluctance in his heart, but as monks, the distance between the two of them was nothing.

Qi Lang hesitated for a long time, then returned to the window and took the initiative to kiss the man on the bed, suppressing the shame in his heart.

"I will miss you."

Duan Wu was not satisfied with this light touch, so he grabbed him and taught him again. When he was about to mess up his newly changed clothes, he stopped and touched his chest.

"As long as you think of me, I will feel it."

The dark pattern of the bone lotus on the neck kept flashing.

Qi Lang nodded and left Huang Sect.

From Duan Wu, Qi Lang learned that there was something wrong with Jinzhu's martial arts, which was why he was able to influence so many people to be loyal to him like believers.

This time when he returns, the first thing he has to do is to find a way to break Jinzhu's martial arts and wake up the people from the Sword Sect.

As the largest sect among the cultivators, it has a huge influence. Instead of thinking about how to break through the boundary monument to gain cultivation resources, they spend all day trying to please a person with strange magic.

There are still weak remnants of spiritual energy today. What will happen if the human world completely runs out of resources for cultivation in a hundred or a thousand years?

From the day Qi Lang entered the Tao, he was regarded as the first of the new generation, and he also felt the responsibility to carry on the tradition of the Tao.

Qingyuan Mountain is where the main lineage of the Sword Sect is located.

Jintang knelt down before the Sect Leader's seat, stammering and unable to speak.

Thinking of what his junior brother had told him, he didn't know what to say.

Should he slander Qi Lang or tell the truth? The huge conflict in his heart almost made him develop a demon in his heart.

Jinzhu narrowed her eyes and waited quietly for Jintang's choice.

A disciple's scream came from outside the door. Jin Xiu frowned, but saw the disciple coming in in a panic to report.

"Qi, Qi Lang is back."

When the young man stepped into the palace gate, his aura was no longer as sluggish as before, but became much more fierce.

Qi Lang glanced around and saluted respectfully to the headmaster.

"Master, Qi Lang is back."

Jin Xiu narrowed his eyes and looked at Jin Zhu and Qi Lang.

"It just so happens that Jinzhu said that you colluded with the Demon Cult to frame your fellow disciples. Now that you are back, I want to hear your answer."

Jinzhu clenched his fists, his mind filled with the sudden appearance of the god.

White hair, he had never heard of such an existence among the gods. The other party did not hurt anyone, but completely refined the divine jade into Qi Lang's body.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, guessing that this was a projection of the owner of the secret realm or that there was some restriction that prevented them from attacking.

Qi Lang finally faced this strange junior brother again. Under his kind and harmless appearance, his skills were extremely vicious.

It confuses the mind, steals people's luck, and is more evil than a cult.

In front of Jinzhu, those people from Huang Sect were really wronged.

"Jinzhu, you practiced magic, confused people, and harmed your fellow disciples. You know your crime."

As soon as Qi Lang opened his mouth, Jinzhu knew that her secret had been exposed.

But perhaps no one knows his biggest secret yet.

He calmed his mind, and maintained his usual soft and innocent attitude, secretly drawing on his spiritual energy to activate his skills.

"Brother Qi Lang, it was clearly you and the people from the Demon Sect who entered the secret realm arm in arm. Brother Jin Tang saw it, too, right?"

He shifted his gaze to Jintang, with a dark light flowing in his eyes. Jintang felt that his brain was not enough to think, and just wanted to follow Jinzhu's meaning.

"Yes... I saw Senior Brother Qi interacting with the people from the Demon Sect."

Qi Lang shook his head and grabbed Jintang's wrist. The gushing spiritual energy wandered in his sea of ​​consciousness, awakening him from his semi-hypnotic state.

Jinzhu watched Jintang's cloudy eyes gradually become clearer, and was immediately shocked.

"Jin Tang, now tell the other sect leaders what you saw in the secret realm."

It would be a lie to say that he had no resentment. The hostility and cold treatment he had suffered in the two years since he joined Jinzhu were real. Qi Lang was not a saint.

After a long time, Jintang came back to his senses and looked at Jinzhu who took a few steps back.

"Junior Brother Jinzhu..."

He recalled the other party's ferocious look when he asked him to kill Qi Lang, as well as all the cruel acts he had done to his fellow disciples. He actually lost control of his emotions on the spot, and it was obvious that he had developed a demon in his heart.

He fell to his knees with a plop.

"Master, Master, Jintang is guilty."

Qi Lang continued, "Jinzhu's skills are not only vicious, but also very strange. Not to mention Jintang, even the elders have suffered greatly from it."

When these words came out, Jin Xiu was shocked.

As a master of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, he could not imagine that someone could affect his sea of ​​consciousness. He quickly checked it and found that there was indeed something abnormal. An invisible black dot was squatting in a place that could not be detected normally.

Qi Lang walked forward, held Jin Xiu's arm, and the golden spiritual energy circulated again, removing the spores planted by Jin Zhu in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Jin Xiu had not yet recovered from this lingering fear, and suddenly realized Qi Lang's spiritual energy. He reached out his hand to pull Qi Lang, and asked tremblingly:

"Am I seeing things? Is that light golden spiritual energy?"

boom--

It was like a huge rock hitting the water, creating waves and a light golden aura. No cultivator did not understand the meaning of it.

Divine Cultivator! After a hundred years, they finally have a Divine Cultivator again!