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As he spoke, he opened his mouth and sucked on Qi Lao's earlobe, his hands moving restlessly around.

Clothes slipped off where fingers passed.

"Qi Liu! I, I can't change back."

Mr. Qi sounded aggrieved, and the voice he made was extremely inconsistent with his old appearance, and it sounded rather tender.

Just as a puff of smoke passed by, Mr. Qi transformed from an elegant old man about 178cm tall into a young man about 170cm tall.

A handsome young man in a sky blue robe, with a spring-like smile on his lips and a pair of bright and clear blue eyes.

The hair is white, but a little dry.

"Qi Yuan, you really drive me crazy."

He murmured, his hot lips lingering on his face, the corners of his lips, and his neck, causing waves of tingling.

Qi Yuan frowned and pushed Qi Liu's head, his voice trembling with fear.

"Qi Liu! I'm your master!"

"No. You are not. You just adopted me, but you didn't take me as your apprentice."

"Can I understand that you want a bed warmer, Qi Yuan?"

Qi Yuan was anxious, turned around, and suddenly raised his knee to greet it.

Qi Liu reacted first and dodged, moving some distance away.

"Qi Yuan, are you so cruel as to ruin your happy life for the rest of your life?"

"Bah, you bastard who bullies his teacher."

Qi Yuan puffed up his cheeks as if he was angry.

"Offending your superiors? Yes, I did. It tastes pretty good, too."

Qi Liu didn't play with him for long. He had to pay back after hiding from him for so long.

He raised his hand, and a burst of black magic power rushed towards Qi Yuan.

The moment it touched Qi Yuan, it wrapped him up, making him unable to move.

"Qi Liu, how come you know the magic of the Demon Cult? Impossible, impossible!"

Qi Yuan was originally an idle alchemist in the Wanfo Sect, and happened to inherit the mantle of one of the Ming Kings.

And Qi Liu, whom he took in as his disciple, should have learned the Buddhist teachings of the Wanfo Sect. How could he possibly learn the magic of the Demon Sect?

unless......

"It seems that uncle already knows about this. What should I do? I became like this just to find you. You can't despise me."

Uncle, this is what Qi Yuan said casually when Qi Liu asked him what their relationship was when they were children.

"You've learned the Yin-Yang Twin Technique! You're going to die!"

Qi Yuan almost roared, he didn't believe what he saw.

Qi Liu walked quickly up to him and approached him.

"Uncle, life without you is so hard, they all bully me..."

Qi Liu rested his head on Qi Yuan’s neck, his hot breath spraying on his fair skin.

Qi Yuan raised his hand and stroked his hair.

"Then how did you learn the magic of the demon sect?"

"Uncle, now is not the time to talk about this."

Qi Liu raised his head and looked at Qi Yuan, his eyes filled with affection for him.

Then, like a little fish, she leaned forward and kissed the boy.

The clothes fell to the ground, and a recliner appeared in the space. Qi Liu raised his hand and set up another barrier.

I'm sorry, please come out, Mr. Star, and hold your breath.

A man chuckled behind me. Hey, Aba Aba Aba dad.

The slender body followed and covered up, and the trembling arms hugged the person under him tightly with all their strength.

The slightly cold lips kept pecking Qi Yuan's little face, trembling slightly.

Sorry sorry sorry, I've been a little strict lately. Love you guys~