Daoist is the only one

Exchange blood

When I woke up, the ice cube was no longer in the room, but the two parties who made the contract could roughly sense the other's location, and Yuchen was not far away.

Jian Hanshuang quickly got up from the bed, his body massage skills are good, every time he wakes up after finishing, he doesn't feel like his body is falling apart, otherwise he would definitely not let that dissatisfied guy mess around.

Stepping on the floor with bare feet, I realized that the original jade floor was covered with a thick layer of velvet. The long light blue fluff looked very comfortable.

I don't know how Yuchen knew that he likes to step on the ground with bare feet, but this kind of thoughtfulness is very useful to him.

Jian Hanshuang looked down at the traces on Chiguo's body, thought for a while, but didn't use divine power to erase the traces, just randomly picked up a white shirt on the ground, put it on, and just opened the door and went out.

Whether it is the long corridor or other rooms and halls outside the door, as long as there is shelter, they are covered with different carpets, and a protective array is also laid to protect them from wind and rain.

Jian Hanshuang found Yuchen Hall all the way, and saw that the main body was sitting on it.

Seeing Jian Hanshuang, Yuchen said indifferently: "Why are you dressed like this?" His tone was a little displeased, but his eyes looked over everything that should be seen and should not be seen.

Jian Hanshuang was already used to his coquettishness, and didn't mind the other party's preaching, she went straight up, put her arms around Yuchen's neck and sat on his lap.

Sitting face to face on each other with legs spread apart, this kind of action is actually very dangerous, and it is easy for Yuchen to do anything.Sure enough, the mensao man's throat moved slightly, but thinking that this is the main hall, and someone might ask to see him at any time, he suppressed the surging desire.

"Cheng Hede." Yuchen reprimanded and hugged Jian Hanshuang's waist to prevent him from falling. The delicate skin under his hand made people want to stop, and he touched it and came to the front.

Jian Hanshuang looked at Yuchen innocently, pretending that she had no desire to seduce him.

The slender fingers paused on the ambiguous mark, seemingly very satisfied, until the owner of the finger couldn't help lowering his head to hold the lips of the person in his arms before moving away, and stretched out neatly to hug his lover's back.

Jian Hanshuang responded to him, and when he let go, she smiled slyly and looked at the man's helpless brows provocatively.

No matter how boring she is, even a top-notch aphrodisiac like the one she loves is helpless.

Jian Hanshuang reached out and touched the thing underneath her, and then said coquettishly: "You promised to teach me how to practice sword moves." After speaking, she shook herself first, shaking off her goose bumps.

I didn't expect Yuchen's body to be very useful. If the soul is divided, he will definitely not be able to stand him like this. I can only say that there is still a big difference between an old man who has lived for tens of thousands of years and an old man who has lived for hundreds of years. There is no level of shame. of.

Now that Jian Hanshuang has taken the initiative to bring up the matter, Yuchen can only endure the idea of ​​doing him here and taking him back to the bedroom, and he can't prostitute himself all day long.

Seeing that Yuchen was about to let him go, Jian Hanshuang hugged Yuchen's arm tightly: "Wait a minute, there's no rush, you should explain the blood matter first."

Yuchen paused slightly: "After you fell asleep before, I exchanged blood with you."

The so-called exchanging blood does not mean exchanging the blood of two people, but taking out the blood of two people, and after fusion, it goes through a series of complicated processes to form "one person's blood", and then divides it into two halves and puts it back into the two people's bodies. These two people are equivalent to "one person", regardless of each other.The advantage of doing this is that the essence and blood can communicate, not only taking the opponent's essence and blood to replenish oneself, but also driving the opponent to use the essence and blood to control the natal magic weapon and so on.

If Yuchen wanted to use the sword soul for Jian Hanshuang, he had to exchange blood, but if he wanted to drive the talisman, the other party had to smear the blood on it first, so that he could connect with the talisman, and then get acquainted with the usage of the talisman.Originally, Yuchen himself would teach him, but he happened to break his hand and let the blood melt in, so he avoided this step.

"Your spirit sword is not bad." Since Jian Hanshuang was already so unruly, Yuchen relaxed a little, "It's just that the blade is too bad, and I can find a new blade for it in the future."

"Other swords have sword spirits." Jian Hanshuang has been to Yuchen's sword warehouse, and can feel that all the swords in it have their own intelligence. Of course, he must find a sword spirit that has not been used. blade.

Yuchen's expression softened slightly: "It's okay, I'll teach you how to make a sword later."

Really top-notch sword cultivators, their natal spirit swords are all found and cast by themselves, and they don't bother to use other people's spirit swords. They go to Wujianxia just to find a sword spirit that suits them, and then reshape them for them. The sword body, then invite the sword spirit out and integrate it into the new sword body.

Jian Hanshuang thought for a while, nodded in satisfaction, and then realized: "No, we are clearly talking about blood exchange and sword soul."

Yuchen was not embarrassed, he picked up Jian Hanshuang, walked out of the slightly cold hall, and carried him into the back yard.With the sunshine shining, Jian Hanshuang warmed up a lot. There was a small pavilion in the courtyard, which was covered with blankets.

Yuchen originally wanted to put him down, but he hugged him because the yard was full of bluestone roads and land, and he didn't want to let his bare feet touch the ground without a blanket. unwilling.

"You hug me." Jian Hanshuang acted like a baby.

He figured it out, and this was the best way to deal with this old Mensao.

Sure enough, Yuchen was not willing to let him go, so he hugged him and sat down in the pavilion.

There are no stone benches in this pavilion, only a very large low stone table, and the seats are long stone chairs inside the surrounding railings, but they have been covered with thick velvet blankets.Jian Hanshuang comfortably put her feet on the stone chair next to her. Yuchen hesitated to act like a baby just now, and decided to turn a blind eye to his inconspicuous action.

"What are we doing here?" Jian Hanshuang reached out and picked a flower from a branch that was about to grow into the pavilion, and put it on Yuchen's head.

Yuchen stretched out his hand to stroke it off, but Jian Hanshuang grabbed his hand: "Don't move."

Yuchen had no choice but to give up this idea, but he let Jian Hanshuang hold his hand, feeling quite happy in his heart: "It's too cold in the hall, your body can't bear it."

"I'm the body of a god, so what's the coldness?" Jian Hanshuang snorted, but didn't say much, knowing that Yuchen felt sorry for him.

Ignoring Jian Hanshuang's duplicity, Yuchen continued: "Keep the sword soul away, it will be of great help to you."

The author has something to say: You men who are boring, you are embarrassed to leave a message even though you want a red envelope, you are not honest at all!

Thanks to Shaqianmo's rocket launcher and the nutrient solution of the little angel with no name, maybe your name is a space?

Small Theater 88

Cheap: Senior Brother himself is a big slut

Soul split: um

Chichi: What are you, you prudish, well-dressed beast

Divided soul:...