The stunning cannon fodder relies on the beauty of the world to kill the crazy Shura field

Mu Yao's big watery eyes were full of grievance.

Zhongli Chenyin clenched his teeth and squeezed out a word from between his teeth.

"Don't say what you shouldn't say! Why would a child know so much?"

His face flushed and his heart was pounding so hard that it almost jumped out of his throat.

At this moment, I really wanted to find a piece of rag to cover this kid's mouth immediately to prevent him from talking nonsense again.

Pang Hai, who was standing aside, had a rosy face. He stroked his chin with his hand and nodded with a look of lingering satisfaction.

"Hmm... Sect Master, I smell this too."

Zhongli Chenyin: ...

Ahhhhh, you two are not done yet, are you?

The muscles in his face twitched, and his heart emitted bursts of sharp groundhog-like crackling sounds.

Pang Hai didn't notice his abnormality and continued, "The spiritual energy of the Xuanbing Mountain of Ancestor Jun is extremely abundant. Compared with the Qingfeng Sect in the remote corner, it is more than a thousand times richer!

Xuanbing Mountain is ablaze with flowers, each blooming in a dazzling display of beauty, a stark contrast to the frigid, cold wilderness of legend. Such a prime location is truly a perfect paradise for cultivation!

Patriarch Jun is truly a hero among men, and even the place where he lives is like a fairyland."

After saying this, he couldn't help but sigh deeply, his eyes filled with endless envy and longing.

Hearing Pang Hai's words, the muscles on Zhongli Chenyin's face trembled slightly.

Pang Hai, ah Pang Hai.

If one day you knew the truth of what happened today, you would probably be so angry that you would draw your sword and chop down Xuanbing Mountain...

Zhongli Chenyin raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a slightly stiff smile.

He coughed lightly a few times and laughed dryly, "Ahem... Elder Ahai was wrong. Xuanbing Mountain isn't like this on ordinary days, and the spiritual energy isn't this rich..."

But he was secretly thinking in his heart: The two most powerful people in Tiancang Continent are practicing together here, and the aura they exude is naturally extraordinary.

This powerful and overlapping aura will not only make the entire Xuanbing Mountain full of vitality and spring;

It will also make the entire Hehuan Sect flourish with colorful flowers and be extremely beautiful...

As expected of the most pinnacle existence in the Tiancang Continent, even if they were to cultivate together, they could still benefit the common people and bring benefits to the world...

…………

Xuan Bingshan.

"Well……"

The sudden electric shock-like feeling made Huai Yan open his eyes suddenly.

The person on the jade couch opened their misty peach blossom eyes and sat up dazedly. Their head felt dizzy and they felt as if their whole body was falling apart and in severe pain...

Huai Yan closed his eyes again, wondering what happened to him. Could it be that after the battle with the Heavenly Demon God, he was left with sequelae, or was it the curse of the Heavenly Demon God that was working in his body?

The man's tall and mighty figure suddenly stopped, and he asked in a hoarse, nervous voice, "Yan'er?"

A hoarse, low, and magnetic male voice came into his ears, and the man hugged his waist tightly, and then his warm lips came up and kissed him.

"Jun Xiuyuan, you bastard."

Huai Yan's head exploded, and his rippling eyes were filled with confusion, bewilderment, and anger.

How could he take advantage of me to do something so taboo with me while I was asleep...

"Jun Xiuyuan, don't be like this..."

"let me go……"

The boy's skin was as white as jade, tender and fair, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyes were filled with moisture, and he cried with a trembling and aggrieved voice.

"Baby, I'm sorry..." Seeing this, the man gently kissed the boy's eyebrows, nose bridge, cherry lips, chin, and finally to his neck.

His heart was filled with self-blame and guilt. He had done this without Huai Yan's permission, and it was indeed too much. It was just to prevent Yan Yan from being disturbed by the curse of the Heavenly Demon God. This was the only way to transfer the curse of the Heavenly Demon God in his body to himself.

Jun Xiuyuan's eyes were slightly red, and he hugged the person in his arms to comfort him.

The young man lay limply in his arms as if he had no bones, his black and smooth hair spread out, contrasting with his porcelain-white and translucent skin, making him look as gorgeous and eye-catching as if he had been stained with rouge.

"Jun Xiuyuan, you are bullying me. Woohoo, do you know the secret of the Hibiscus Clan?"

Grandma Hua's words, full of expectations and instructions, echoed in the boy's ears for a long time.

"Yanyan, our Hibiscus clan, whether male or female, all bear the sacred mission of ensuring the continued growth and prosperity of our clan!

And you, you exude the noble aura of the Flower King, which means that you are the well-deserved king of the Hibiscus clan!

Therefore, you must remain steadfast in upholding this mission and bravely shoulder this heavy responsibility!

One day in the future, when you find your beloved, you must do your utmost to strengthen the Furong clan!"

After hearing these words, the boy could no longer suppress the surging emotions in his heart, and crystal tears burst out like a flood.

Drop by drop, they fell heavily on the back of Jun Xiuyuan's broad hand.

The boiling liquid was like a burning flame, burning the man's skin.

When Jun Xiuyuan saw this scene, his heart was broken and he felt so painful that he could hardly breathe.

He hugged the thin yet tough boy in his arms tightly, and his arms unconsciously tightened.

"I'm sorry, Yan'er, my dear, it's all my fault. I was wrong... I really didn't know things would turn out like this..." Jun Xiuyuan's voice was full of regret and self-blame.

The man's heavy breathing was particularly clear in the silent air, carrying with it endless forbearance and restraint.

His eyes were as gentle as water as he stared at the boy's tearful face. Then he slowly leaned down and carefully kissed the crystal clear tears in the corners of the boy's eyes.

"I hate you, I hate you so much..." The boy's choked voice came muffled in Jun Xiuyuan's chest, and he struggled to get out of Jun Xiuyuan's arms.

She raised her hand to wipe the tears from her cheeks, raised her head stubbornly, stared at Jun Xiuyuan and said, "Let me go, I don't want to see you again..."

The young man cried so hard that his eyes were wet, which made people feel sorry for him.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Yan'er, I didn't mean it, I'm sorry..." He was loving and heartbroken, hugging the boy gently, pecking at his eyebrows, nose tip,

The boy buried his face in Jun Xiuyuan's arms, his eyes were red and tears rolled down his cheeks again.

"Jun Xiuyuan, you are bad, you bully others, woo woo, I want to leave you and make sure you can never find me again...

Jun Xiuyuan hugged Huai Yan tightly. An evil black fog cursed by the demon god was wreaking havoc in his body, making his eyes red and causing him to lose his mind for a while.

The man looked scary and he tightly gripped Huai Yan's arm.

"You are not allowed to run away, and you are not allowed to like any of them! Huaiyan, you are mine, and you will always be mine!"

The sharp teeth pierced Huai Yan's white neck.

The gorgeous, brightly colored blood oozed out, carrying with it an extremely rich fragrance and a deadly temptation...

Jun Xiuyuan's eyes were bloodshot, and he leaned over and bit it hard.

The sweet and fragrant blood flowed down the throat into the lungs, and the evil power in the body instantly boiled and rolled, roaring ferociously.

"It hurts... Jun Xiuyuan, let go..." Huai Yan frowned and cried out in pain.

However, the man got the taste, licked his lips, and his tall figure loomed over.

Huai Yan felt that Jun Xiuyuan was crazy. What a bastard. He would be so happy if he just smiled at him, but he actually dared to suck his blood like a mosquito!

"Snapped!!!!"

Huai Yan's eyes were wide open, he was so angry that he raised his hand and slapped the man. At the same time, he raised his left foot and kicked the man to the ground!

With a thud, Jun Xiuyuan fell to the ground. Five finger marks appeared on his handsome face, and bloody red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Jun Xiuyuan was stunned for a moment, his eyes fading slightly as he slowly came to his senses and looked at the young man in front of him. "Yanyan, I'm sorry... I..."

The young man looked at him with a cold and distant gaze, his thin lips pressed into a straight line, and his exquisite face was full of anger.

"Jun Xiuyuan, we're parting ways now! Don't bother me again!"

Huai Yan, dressed in a white robe, left the cave without looking back.

Jun Xiuyuan stared at the boy's back in a daze, his eyes moist as he murmured his name: "Yan'er..., Yan'er..."

…………

““Cough cough cough…”

"Donor Jun, everyone has left, you'd better put on your pants. Although you have a great figure, 24 abdominal muscles, a clear mermaid line, an attractive waist, and extraordinary bravery, I am not interested in that. Put on your pants, and let's talk about some serious business..." Wu Nian's voice came steadily through the Buddhist beads.

"You shameless evil monk, how dare you eavesdrop! I will chase you to the ends of the earth and take your life!" Jun Xiuyuan's face was gloomy and he quickly put on his robe. He knew very well that the bald monk opposite him must have heard the whole thing.

"I am worried about the safety of you two. You are so young, please don't be ungrateful!" Wu Nian's faint voice entered his sea of ​​consciousness.

"What a sharp-tongued demon monk... I'll remember this incident today." Jun Xiuyuan was furious. The curse power within his body was running rampant, making his face pale and cold sweat beading on his forehead.

The power of black ice in his body is now competing with the evil curse power of the Demon God himself.

Jun Xiuyuan is now in a state of mental and physical impairment, and his cultivation is only at the late stage of Youxian. How can he resist the evil will of the Heavenly Demon God? If it were not for the Buddhist beads left by Wunian to protect his body, he would have lost his mind long ago.

If this continues, Huai Yan will definitely be in danger.

Jun Xiuyuan knew that he might no longer be suitable to stay with Huai Yan.

"Jun Xiuyuan, calm your mind and concentrate..."

Wu Nianren's voice, as calm as a chrysanthemum, came again through the Buddhist beads. The Buddha power in the beads helped him suppress the power of the curse in his body in time, otherwise Jun Xiuyuan would be controlled by the power of the curse, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Jun Xiuyuan, you should leave him. Otherwise, you will hurt him sooner or later." Wu Nian, who was in the human world, sat in the temple and said something extra.

"Did you know that when you two were at Xuanbing Mountain, an evil spirit took possession of Qi Yu and escaped to the mortal world? Since you have nothing better to do, why don't you come to the mortal world and lend me a hand to catch the evil spirit? Besides the Heavenly Dao, maybe Huai Yan will be grateful to you..."

Jun Xiuyuan was hesitating, and then he heard Zhongli Chenyin's anxious and slightly angry voice in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Uncle Master, something bad has happened. Yanyan ran to the lower world crying while covering her injured neck! Uncle Master, you have gone too far. What have you done?!" Zhongli Chenyin's accusing voice was filled with strong resentment, and he almost called Uncle Master a beast.

Jun Xiuyuan was about to say something when he heard Mu Yao gnashing his teeth and saying, "I'll stab you, I'll stab you, I told you not to bully Yanyan..."

Jun Xiuyuan, who was stabbed by a villain: "...

At the same time, Pang Hai's voice also floated over.

"I admire you so much, how could you bully Yanyan like this? Don't hold me back, I want to go in and ask him clearly..."

Zhongli Chenyin was so anxious that he tried to persuade both sides.

"Ayao, please stop stabbing Master Uncle.

Ah Hai, calm down and put down your sword. You can't break the barrier of Xuanbing Mountain. Since your senior brother is about to visit the Tiancang Realm, it will be you who will take charge of the sect from now on.

Ah Yao and I will go to the barrier to chase Yan Yan, leaving that old man Jun Xiuyuan to guard Xuanbing Mountain alone. Humph, I'm so angry!"

Zhongli Chenyin's voice disappeared in an instant.

"..." Jun Xiuyuan became extremely anxious when he heard the news that Huai Yan had left, and he suddenly vomited blood in excitement.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and disappeared into the cave in an instant...

And after he left.

The Xuanbing Mountain, which stretched for thousands of miles, also disappeared.

Bian Cheng and Shen Ci, who were in seclusion on the mountain, were also brought down to the world by him.

Between heaven and earth, the cold loneliness of the ten-thousand-year-old Xuanbing Mountain and the uncontrollable roar of Pang Hai echoed...