The man was dressed in a short black leather skirt, and his black hair floated softly around his body with the waves, and one or two strands of hair were pressed under his round and strong thighs.

The black and beautiful eyes were gently closed, and the delicate face revealed serenity and calm, like a kitten with its claws and teeth, sleeping comfortably in a lump.

"Boss?!" Zhao An spoke, a hint of disbelief flashing in his eyes.

Almost the moment he saw that person, Zhao An felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and when he looked down, it was the black Qibao Pattern Lotus that Yan Yan had given him was faintly glowing.

Before Zhao An could take a few more looks, the white giant mussel trembled slightly, and the originally open shell was about to close again.

Seeing this, Zhao An hurriedly urged the Sanfan Sword and opened the clam shell.

"What's the matter, isn't she supposed to be in Heavenly Destiny City? How could she be here!" Zhao An's hands and feet were inexplicably cold, his breathing became short, and the whole person looked straight at Xi Yan, unable to believe what he saw in front of him.

Even if the person in front of him was lying here, his intuition made him not believe that the other party would come from Heavenly Mandate City.

However, the black war pattern on his wrist was left behind by his face, and once he saw the other party, the war pattern would automatically become hot, which really couldn't be faked anyway.

Moreover, he has been with Xiyan for more than two years, and he is very familiar with her, and he will never admit his mistake.

Just when Zhao An was hesitating, he saw that the face in the clam shell turned over slightly, his slender eyelashes shook slightly, and his misty and good-looking eyes slowly opened, looking ahead with a slight confusion.

"Hard labor?"

Xi Yan's gaze fell on Zhao An, and then a look of disbelief appeared on his face, as if he had seen it wrong, and he opened his mouth in surprise.

Zhao An looked at Xi Yan in a daze, and his mind was blank.

Seeing Zhao An's stupid appearance, his eyebrows frowned slightly, his small chin raised slightly, and he opened his mouth in a delicate and domineering manner, "I haven't seen my skin itch for a few days, don't you hurry up and help me!"

Hearing this, Zhao An's head exploded with a "buzz", and then his whole body was not controlled by the brain at all, and he stretched out his hands and rushed in the direction of Xiyan.

Born from his own body, except for cultivating immortals, Zhao An has never had such a strong thought.

At this time, the only thing he thought in his heart, the only thing he saw in front of him, was the proud and bright woman in front of him!

Looking at Zhao An with dark eyes, although his face was still proud, and even with a little temper, the joy in his eyes could not be hidden.

Seeing that Zhao An was about to touch Xi Yan's hand, a sharp pain suddenly came from Zhao An's consciousness.

"Ah!", Zhao An's body tilted, his hands were holding his head, and he screamed in pain.

He has always been extremely patient, and when Rao was cultivating the Thousand Illusions Reincarnation Dao before, he used his death qi to infuse his body, and he took himself as his reincarnation, and he had never been so painful in life and death.

But now, in his divine consciousness, it is like thousands of needles piercing together, and he can't help but feel pain!

"Boy, you're on the road. A vicissitudes of life and a hoarse voice came out of his head.

Zhao An's pupils shrank, and he looked forward, but saw that among the huge white mussels, Xi Yan was still pillowing in a pile of milky white pearls, and a trace of anger flashed between his eyebrows, as if he was annoyed that Zhao An didn't come to pick him up.

Immediately, I saw a huge white clam with one of Xiyan's long legs, and it seemed that he was about to come out and kick him.

Such a scene is simply familiar to Zhao An.

Almost subconsciously, Zhao An leaned forward, just thinking about quickly picking up Xi Yan. But before he could take a step, there was a strong sting in his consciousness.

"Uh!" screamed, Zhao An covered his head stiffly, this kind of pain is different from any sword magic weapon to hurt the body, it is completely an attack on the spirit and divine sense, and the pain is enough to make people crazy.

"Fool, look with my eyes!"

The vicissitudes of life and hoarse voice sounded in Zhao An's ears again, and Zhao Anxin cursed secretly, and then spiritual power poured into his eyes.

In an instant, the originally black and round pupils shrank suddenly, turning into a thin line, looking forward like a snake's eyes.

Almost at the moment when Zhao An's snake eyes were formed, everything in front of him froze.

The flowing black water seemed to freeze, and the dust and dirt that had been stirred up at the bottom of the water also stopped in the water, and even the aquatic plants that fluttered with the water were still in a strange posture.

Now he can suspend and circulate the power of the years in his eyes for the "ruins", and in front of this irresistible power of the years, Zhao An was shocked into a cold sweat.

Where else are the pearls in front of you?

Where did it come from?!

As long as he took one step further, he would completely enter the white giant clam inside, and above his head, the shell of the white giant clam was far away, just waiting for Zhao An to completely enter it, and then lock him inside!

As a result, Zhao Anxin's shock was almost overwhelming.

If it weren't for the "ruins" that stung him in his consciousness just now, he would have been bewitched by the hallucination and died in a daze in the white giant mussel.

Suddenly withdrawing from the white giant mussel, Zhao An looked at him in shock, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

The giant mussel's illusion was really powerful, not only the appearance of the face, demeanor and tone of speech, but even the pain in his wrist was extremely realistic, as if it was completely in line with Zhao Anxin's thoughts.

The time of the three breaths is fleeting.

Almost at the moment when Zhao An's pupils returned to normal, Xiyan appeared in front of him again, and walked towards him with a puff of heart,

"I haven't kicked you for a few days, I'm disobedient, isn't it!"

As he spoke, his long legs lifted and kicked towards Zhao An.

Zhao An looked at Xi Yan, his eyes showed a trace of reluctance and silence, and the whole person stood calmly in place, motionless.

Yan Yan's leg kicked his body, but the imaginary pain did not come.

Almost as Xi Yan's legs kicked on his body, Xi Yan's body suddenly became shaky, slowly transparent, and finally dissipated in the ripples of the black water.

Zhao An stretched out his hand in vain and gently scooped it in the place where Xi Yan disappeared, but only cold water flowed in his hand.

There was a soft "pop".

Zhao An looked at the source of the voice.

I saw that the pearls in the white giant mussels dissipated at any time, and among the pale pink mussel flesh, there was a purple pearl lying quietly.

The purple pearl is round and transparent, shiny and delicate, as if exuding magical power, and people can't help but be fascinated by him.

And the purple demonic qi that had been seducing Zhao An before also emanated from this pearl.

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