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The fact that Ling Yi's "bamboo shoot" did not move in the "Peach Blossom Land" of the three-tailed fox had already made her intoxicated.

He attacked her again and beat her to death.

The three-tailed fox's beautiful face turned red with shame.

"Um...oh..." The three-tailed fox began to sing softly.

The body also starts to move.

Between ups and downs, it responded to Ling Yi's attacks.

"I'm going to keep you flying."

Ling Yiyin smiled and increased the attack power of "Bamboo Shoots".

The sound of rapid applause echoed continuously.

He gradually increased the pace, and the "bamboo shoots" went in and out of the "Peach Blossom Cave" of the three-tailed demon fox more and more fiercely...

The three-tailed fox was attacked by Ling Yi and wanted to ascend to become an immortal.

The heart and soul are intoxicated.

The three-tailed fox couldn't help singing: "Mmm...brother...oh...please...be gentle...mmm...be gentle...attack~"

The three-tailed fox demon had a blushing face and a spring-like expression on her pretty face. When Ling Yi's "bamboo shoots" reached Gongzi, her youthful body began to become numb from Gongzi, and it burned again and again.

He could feel the "bamboo shoots" full of youthful vitality twitching rudely inside his body. His entire body was burning every second, and the three-tailed fox sang a dog song loudly.

Ling Yi wrapped his hands around her balls and gently attacked the tip of her balls.

"Ah..." The two jade balls seemed to be about to explode without them noticing due to Ling Yi's rough attack.

The special feeling reaches all the way to the top of the mountain.

"Oh oh..." The three-tailed fox made an intoxicated sound unconsciously.

Her slender body swayed, and the love night filled in the flower valley had made the "Peach Blossom Land" completely wet.

When the happiest moment came, the three-tailed fox had never experienced this kind of reaction from a woman before. While being deeply attacked by Ling Yi, her two jade balls were also attacked, and an irresistible pleasure occurred in those three places at the same time.

The three-tailed demon fox has fallen deeply into the abyss of happiness.

She felt a little thirsty. The more the bear part and the jade ball were stimulated, the more thirsty she became. She licked her red lips as if being tempted by something, wanting to drown in the waves of pleasure. The three-tailed fox offered her lips.

Maybe it was too strong. I even felt a sweet numbness in the center of my brain.

The three-tailed demon fox had no idea that he was so greedy for Qing Yu.

She stretched out her small fragrant vagina and kissed her beloved Ling Yi. After their lips touched, she put her head inside.

Ling Yi's husband also hurried out to return the gift.

The three-tailed fox's consciousness had already flown away from its body, and its dizzy mind was blank.

The world seemed to no longer exist, only the "bamboo shoots" in the secret paradise kept attacking.

The impacts one after another seemed to make her whole body explode.

"what……"

As if it was about to accumulate in the body of the three-tailed demon fox.

Ling Yi's lips tightly blocked her sexy cherry lips.

He grasped her jade balls tightly with both hands and his head penetrated deep into her womb.

At this time, the three-tailed fox felt that Ling Yi attacked the "bamboo shoots" deep inside his body, and attacked the deepest core of his "Taoyuan Cave Heaven".

When her inner core was touched, she became even more shy and kept singing: "Lightly...lightly...mm..."

Ling Yi used his noble head to repeatedly lightly attack the core of the three-tailed demon fox.

The three-tailed fox's face flushed with bashfulness. She was attacked to death and sang hurriedly: "Gently...brother...ah...gently...attack gently...ah..."

Suddenly, the three-tailed fox felt a tingling sensation on its body, like an electric shock.

Her body trembled, and her core shivered and felt numb involuntarily.

Finally, a rich and powerful musical essence spurted out from the uterus deep in the vocal cords.

The three-tailed fox's cheeks blushed and her heart was filled with shyness.

"Ah... attack... more gently... uh..."

After the three-tailed demon fox burst out with sound essence at its peak, her face turned red with embarrassment.

With a loud song, she clenched her silver teeth, frowned slightly, and two drops of crystal tears burst out from her tightly closed eyes.

These are tears of joy and satisfaction.

They are the sweetest tears of a woman who has reached the pinnacle of bliss in battle.

At this time, Ling Yi's penis head penetrated deeply into the tight "Taoyuan Cave" of the three-tailed fox, and the huge penis head pressed tightly against her delicate uterus.

A thick and surging energy bursts directly into the deep of the beautiful and sexy three-tailed demon fox's palace.

And in this fiery outburst.

He pressed his huge, hot head against that tender, lovely, and shy vagina and rubbed and squeezed it vigorously.

Finally, he pushed the huge head into the mouth of the three-tailed fox.

The two bodies, who were fighting to the death, were shaking madly.

Wave after wave of thick and hot energy burst out into the deep and mysterious palace of the three-tailed fox.

Ling Yi saw the three-tailed fox under him sweating profusely, her beautiful face flushed red, and her snow-white, soft body trembling and shaking before going limp.

His "bamboo shoots" were still buried deep in the "Taoyuan Cave Heaven" of the three-tailed demon fox, refusing to come out. Ling Yi and the three-tailed fox practiced dual cultivation.

Several days and nights passed.

By now, Sanwei no longer had the strength to move.

Ling Yi's cultivation level also improved significantly.

Afterwards, he agreed on a time with Sanwei, and when his strength reached Taiqing, he would find an opportunity to go to Fenxiang Valley to rescue Xiaobai.

The three-tailed fox demon knew that Xiaobai was the mother of his eldest brother Liuwei, so he naturally looked forward to that day.

After resting for a while, Ling Yi left and flew back to Qingyun Sect on his sword.

In the days that followed, Ling Yi immersed himself in dual cultivation with Su Ru and Shui Yue and other girls to improve his strength.

Shake.

Ten years have passed.

During these ten years, he spent most of his time in dual cultivation. Unknowingly, Ling Yi's strength had reached the second level of Taiqing Realm.

He even surpassed Daoxuan Zhenren, the strongest master of Qingyun Sect.

Chapter 113: Little Ring

Black clouds were hovering in the night sky, and the sky was so dark that it seemed to be pressing down on the ground. Raindrops falling from the sky were swept across the vast earth in the sound of the howling wind.

It is a wilderness with no village in front and no land behind. It is vast and boundless all around. There is only an ancient road extending from afar and then extending lonely into the distance.

There was a low sound of thunder in the dark clouds of the night sky, and the rain between heaven and earth gradually became heavier.

The earth was solemn, and the wilderness was dark except for the sounds of wind and rain. Only a lonely lamp was lit beside the ancient road, revealing a little light.

This is a wilderness hut. The owner's surname is He, a middle-aged man in his early forties. He was born in Xiaochi Town, a day's journey away from here. In this remote place, next to the ancient road, he built a simple house with great effort to provide a place for travelers from all over the country to rest and drink tea, and to earn some hard-earned money.

At this moment, Boss He was sitting behind the counter in his shop, listening intently to the howling sound of wind and rain outside. He frowned slightly and sighed softly. In such bad weather, he thought that there would probably be no more customers coming.

His little house is located between Xiaochi Town and Kongsang Mountain, a big mountain in the west. The ancient road outside the door has been a commercial route since ancient times. It is also the only way to the big city further east, Donghai Changhe City, so travelers pass by from time to time.

Right now, on this stormy night, there are actually a few guests in this little shop in the wilderness, sitting quietly in the dark and dim little house, avoiding the bitter wind and rain outside.

"Crackle." The wick of the oil lamp in front of Boss He made a slight popping sound, waking this honest middle-aged man from his drowsiness.

The sound of wind and rain outside the house was getting louder and louder, and it seemed as if the guests here could not leave tonight.

As he thought this, he looked up at the customers in his shop.

There were only five tables in the simple hut.

There were guests sitting at three tables at the moment.

There is a man sitting in the photo at the far corner.

At one of the two tables closer, an old man with extraordinary bearing and a young girl were sitting. The old man had a bamboo pole leaning against the table with a piece of cloth on it, with the words "Xianren Zhilu" written on it. It seemed that he was a fortune teller.

As for the last table, it was the one with the most people, a total of four merchants. The corner behind them was full of goods. At this moment, there seemed to be a young man in the middle who was cursing the horrible weather in a low voice.

"Okay, stop talking." Another elder among the four people shouted at him, turned around, smiled at Boss He, and said apologetically: "Boss He, it's so windy and rainy today, and I'm sorry to have you stay up late with us."

Boss He smiled and shook his head. This group of businessmen often traveled on this ancient road and stopped at his shop many times, so he was considered a familiar customer. He said, "It's okay. It's normal for me to stay up late. But it seems like it's getting dark since daytime today. Why are you still in a hurry?"

The old man was startled when he heard this, then he looked at the others and said with a wry smile, "In fact, we all know that the weather is bad today, but it is really difficult to go out."

Boss He exclaimed, "Ah!"

The old man picked up the teacup in front of him, drank the tea in it, and said, "Boss He, the world is so difficult nowadays!"

Boss He was surprised and asked, "What's wrong?"

The old man smiled bitterly and said, "Ten years ago, the Demon Cult, which had disappeared for a long time, suddenly reappeared. I heard that they had a big battle with the gods of the righteous path in Qingyun Mountain. Since then, the Demon Cult has not been eliminated by the righteous path, but has become more and more prosperous. Everywhere you look, you can hear that they are fighting with the righteous path."

Boss He was silent. The old man sighed and said, "They fight as they please. We, the common people, cannot do anything about it. But the world is in chaos because of this fight. Thieves are rampant and there are countless people robbing houses. We are living outside to make a living. We are always worried that we might run into a thug. That's why we hurried on our way. Unexpectedly, we are stopped here by the wind and rain. Sorry to bother you, Boss He."

Boss He shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter. You don't have to take it to heart..."

As he was speaking, a voice suddenly came from a distant corner, saying indifferently: "So, sir, do you think that the chaos in the world and the rampant thieves are all caused by the evil sect you mentioned?"

The old man was startled, and before he could say anything, he looked at the fortune teller and the young girl sitting at the table in front of him. The girl had bright eyes, beautiful appearance, and shallow dimples at the corners of her mouth, making her look endearing.

At this moment, she suddenly smiled and said to the old merchant: "My dear father-in-law!"

The old man looked at her and asked, "What is it, young lady?"

The young girl said softly, "My dear father, you are thin and have many wrinkles on your face, but your face shape is intact. Although your life has many twists and turns, it is still safe. But there is a small scar on your forehead, which runs across your face and blocks your life line and wealth line. When you are old, you may have a great disaster. Now that you are old, it is better for you to say less and avoid trouble."

The businessmen all changed color, and the old man stood up and stared at the old man and the young man, but the two did not react at all, and remained calm. After a while, the old man's face changed from cloudy to bright, and he looked around. Finally, he sat back and bowed to the girl, saying, "Thank you for your advice, young lady."

After he sat back down, the shop immediately became quiet. The mysterious man in the corner seemed to have also quieted down and stopped talking.

But the night was long and unbearable. After a long time, the businessmen and travelers over there gradually started chatting. In the end, they talked about the great battle between good and evil in Qingyun Mountain ten years ago.

These traveling merchants were just ordinary people, and naturally had never been to the scene to see it, but it was rumored that this thing was created for this purpose.

Moreover, those masters who practice the righteous way of cultivation have always been mysterious and unpredictable, and are the best topics of conversation among the common people.

As they talked, the voices of the young men gradually became louder, and the others heard them and were attracted over.

"...In short, at that time, the situation of Qingyun Sect was already critical. Fortunately, the old immortal Daoxuan had great power and just tapped the sky with his finger. Suddenly, thunder and lightning fell from the sky. It is said that the loud noise could be heard within a hundred miles. Only then did they repel the people of the Demon Sect!"

"Bullshit!" Suddenly, a light shout came from the dignified old man who was sitting at the same table with the girl. Everyone was startled and looked at him, only to hear the old man say:

"If Daoxuan is really that powerful, why did so many people from Qingyun Sect die in the battle at Qingyun Mountain? Even two of the Seven Sect Leaders died, and countless other elders and disciples were killed or injured. Do you think those demons from the Demon Sect are just eating for free?"

Everyone was speechless. The girl next to him frowned and whispered, "Grandpa, I just told you not to talk too much. Why are you talking so much?"

The old man laughed, and his face, which had originally looked like a crane, suddenly became a little proud. He whispered, "Xiao Huan, don't scare me. I've let you see my fate a long time ago. Although I've been wandering all my life, I'll be lucky in my old age. I'll live in peace and have someone to see me off to the grave. Haha, it's okay, it's okay!"

The girl had just taken a sip of tea and was nearly choked by his words. She coughed twice and glared at the old man angrily, but the old man was complacent and didn't take it to heart at all.

The old man and the young are none other than the well-traveled fortune teller Zhou Yixian and his granddaughter Xiaohuan. It has been ten years since the last battle between good and evil in Qingyun Mountain.

Xiaohuan has grown up and is pretty, but she still follows Zhou Yixian around the world.

At this time, Zhou Yixian seemed to be addicted. He didn't care that it was the first time he met others. He pulled the stool and sat among the merchants. He began to talk about the Qingyun battle that year. Xiaohuan was very angry beside him, but there was nothing she could do.

Zhou Yixian was very eloquent. Besides, he traveled the world relying on his ability to speak. He spoke vividly and vividly, far better than those young people just now. After a while, even Boss He couldn't help but come over. Everyone gathered together, listening to Zhou Yixian's arrogant and arrogant talk, and recalling the past while chatting and laughing...

"what!"

When they heard the exciting part, the young men exclaimed at the same time. One of them couldn't help but ask, "Father, were you there at the time? How could you know so much?"

Zhou Yixian was startled, then he patted his clothes with his hands, shook his head and sighed: "I have never wanted to get involved in these fighting and killing things, so let those young people from Qingyun Sect do it!"

Chapter 114: News of the Treasure's Birth