Chapter 421 Under the night of Jizhou, the small bamboo house shook more and more, and the movement was so great that Xuanyuan Yanran and several people couldn't help but walk out of the house, and couldn't help but roll their eyes frequently.

"Wu Heng and Xuehua, these two guys, show affection and don't know how to keep a low profile, and they can't sleep......"

"That's it, single people can't afford to be hurt!" Xuanyuan Qingyun's eyes were resentful.

"Hmph, you don't know how many flower girls you have harmed, Wu Heng is much better than you. Xuanyuan glanced at him, then condensed the colorful essence with both hands, sprinkled a soundproof enchantment in front of the house, and walked into the house to rest.

Xuanyuan Yaotian clasped his hands tightly in front of his chest, looked at Xuanyuan Qingyun with a confused look and said, "Third brother, why don't we sleep together." ”

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Qingyun immediately shuddered, fell goosebumps, and disappeared in a puff of smoke.

"Ahh

Inside the bamboo house, Wu Heng's eyes were scarlet, his long hair was dancing wildly, devouring the third primordial god, causing the five negative emotions to skyrocket, the ancient scriptures completely lost their ability to suppress, and the demonic qi all over his body rushed out of his body like a volcanic eruption.

The sea of qi in his dantian continued to expand, becoming a golden ocean, and the primordial essence of the three dragon cultivators was too vast, allowing him to improve his cultivation too much, and he directly reached the middle stage of the three psychic realms. However, if you want to enter the late stage of the three realms of psychic, you must geometrically devour the monk primordial gods, and you need at least twenty dragon powerhouse primordial gods, and if you want to reach the Great Perfection realm and rush to the top of the dragon, you need about seventy dragon monk primordial gods, which is not much different from the expected number of one hundred monk primordial gods.

Wu Heng gradually lost his mind, the whole person fell to the ground, raised his eyes, and the first thing that caught his eye was a slender jade leg looming under the skirt, with elegant curves and greasy skin, and a little hazy beauty and temptation under the skirt.

Looking up, it was a beautiful woman in her twenties, wrapped in a blue skirt as thin as cicada wings, ice muscles and jade bones, graceful and elegant, the two little white rabbits on her chest were arrogant and charming, plump and full, as if they were going to tear the wrapping, which was fascinating, and her beautiful eyes looked at Wu Heng very calmly, and seemed to have long been surprised by this kind of scene.

She has an innate elegant temperament, beautiful and dusty, unbearable to blasphemy, like a holy fairy who jumps out of the mortal dust, that delicate face, alluring the city and the country, like a dream as perfect.

Such a seductive beauty is in front of him, Wu Heng, who has fallen into negative emotions, has long been unable to extricate himself, he can't bear to be destroyed, but he can't hold back the evil desire, he climbed the pair of round and full snow peaks with his hands like a ghost, rubbed hard, almost pinched a little deformed, the numb pain made the beauty bite her red lips, her neck leaned back, her eyes were blurred but there was also some blame staring at him, as if she was scolding Wu Heng for not knowing how to pity the jade.

"Hmm...... It's like this every time......"

Xuehua responded to the man's passionate lingering kiss, his slender arms tightened his neck, muttering a little reluctantly, and his breathing gradually became heavier, Wu Heng slowly sucked down on her icy shoulder and jade bones, feeling every inch of delicate skin.

Soon, one of Wu Heng's actions made Xuehua's expression freeze instantly, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she let out a mesmerizing moan, and the blue skirt had faded, and the dreamy ketone body was completely exposed to the air......

After some tight entanglement, after Wu Heng was released, he lay on his side and fell asleep among the towering peaks of snowflakes. He was so tired, after a battle with a foreign race, after a battle with negative emotions, after a battle with snowflakes -- even an iron god could not hold on

The next morning, a soft glow fell on the bamboo house, which was in shambles, and there was no complete furniture except for the four walls that had survived the protection of the four walls.

Wu Heng's body was covered with a thin light veil, which was snowflake's clothing, and some torn marks on it made him very ashamed.

He raised his eyes and saw that Xuehua was sitting quietly beside him, carefully studying the three pages of the broken ancient scriptures in his hand, and putting on a plain snow-white dress, which set off her more beautiful and moving, and the beauty was incomprehensible. There was a fluffy snow blanket on the ground, and it was very comfortable to lie on it, and what Wu Heng was pillowing on his head was the round jade legs of Xuehua that were lying on the snow blanket, which felt good, but the place where he was pillow last night seemed to be even more wonderful.

"Xue'er, what are you looking at?" Wu Heng called her Xue'er for the first time, and she had goosebumps all over her flesh.

Xuehua glanced at him angrily, looked at the three pages of ancient scriptures in his hand and said: "In these three pages of scriptures, the Demon Emperor is mentioned, but it is very vague. ”

"Demon Emperor?" Wu Heng leaned comfortably on Xuehua's thigh, with a surprised expression, and asked, "Isn't this book of heaven made by the flesh of the Xiling Emperor, why do you mention the Demon Emperor?"

"Hmph, don't forget, the Demon Emperor and the Xiling Emperor are actually characters of the same generation, and I think this book has a lot to do with the Demon Emperor. Xuehua's tone was mysterious, and then she glared at Wu Heng, pointed to her white thighs and said, "Wipe your saliva off this girl!"

Wu Heng: "......"

After breakfast, everyone gathered together after cleaning up, and then set off to continue to the Zhongzhou Continent, still stepping on the snowflake's line array, in fact, Wu Heng can also sacrifice the line of the formation to hurry, but the snowflake has now been restored to the three realms of the dragon, and the morality of the comprehension is much stronger than Wu Heng I don't know, and the speed of the sacrifice is naturally much faster than Wu Heng.

On the way, Xuanyuan Yue kept looking at Wu Heng very strangely, and said, "Bad guy cousin, how do I feel that you have changed?"

"What has changed?" Wu Heng asked.

Xuanyuan Yue thought for a long time before saying, "It seems that the aura of the body has become a lot stronger." ”

Hearing this, Wu Heng nodded thoughtfully, and did not answer anything, the primordial spirit that devoured the three dragon cultivators last night had already entered the mid-stage realm of the three psychic realms, and it was normal for his aura to become stronger.

At this time, Xuanyuan Yanran turned her head and looked at Wu Heng with solemn eyes: "It's not that the aura has become stronger, but the murderous aura has become stronger, or it is a bit like the breath of gods and demons." ”

"Maybe it's your delusion. Wu Heng was perfunctory, but there was a shock in his heart, Xuanyuan Yue and Xuanyuan Yanran inadvertently asked, which made him realize the side effect of devouring the monk's primordial spirit, that is, the chance of killing qi exploded, and it was likely that he would not be able to suppress it in the future, so that like Ye Chu, he became a demon cultivator with killing eyes full of killing.

"In the past, although Brother Wuheng was very scary to fight, he was always smiling with us, giving people a very comfortable aura, but today, the murderous intent revealed by him intentionally or unintentionally, even I am a little scared, what is going on, why has it changed so much overnight......" Xuanyuan Yue muttered in her heart, puzzled, and then her little face blushed suddenly, and secretly thought: "Last night, Wu Heng and Sister Xuehua lasted for most of the night, is it because of that incident that he changed!"

Wu Heng saw Xuanyuan Yue's face flushed, and knew that she must be thinking about some unhealthy things again, so he reached out and knocked on the little girl's head, and said, "Don't think nonsense, be careful that you can't marry in the future!"

"Hmm...... The bad guy cousin is so bad, we all know the movement that came out last night!"

"Eh, what do you know" Wu Heng almost stumbled and fell into the downward array, with an embarrassed look on his face.

Being demolished in public, Xuehua, who has always been calm and elegant, looked very unnatural at the moment, feeling like a mang on her back, gritting her teeth and secretly saying: "Wu Heng, it's all your fault, don't want to touch me in the future!"

"......" Wu Heng directly washed his face with tears, and smiled helplessly.

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Three days later, Wu Heng and the others came to the huge Zhongzhou Continent and landed in Jizhou on the east coast.

When Wu Heng once participated in the battle of the Demon God Valley, he passed by Jizhou, but he couldn't stop, Jizhou is very vast, up and down across eight thousand miles, 13,000 miles wide, mortals can walk for three or four years to get out of this land, but it is such a vast Jizhou, but it is only called a drop in the ocean of the Zhongzhou continent, and it is contained as a speck of dust in the vast desert! It is conceivable how vast the Zhongzhou continent is!

This land is the real human habitation, I don't know how many masters of the world are hidden, the reason why no alien race dares to invade the Zhongzhou Continent at present, is that he is afraid of the ancient saints who may exist here.

They came to the capital of Jizhou, that is, Jizhou City.

People come and go in Jizhou City, traffic is busy, because of the prosperity of commerce and trade, people's lives are also quite rich.

Wu Heng and the others walked past a roadside teahouse, where several martial cultivators with swords sat and chatted about some big things that had happened recently.

"I heard that just last night, the rudder of the Xuanyuan family was actually washed in blood, all the gold and silver treasures were looted, no one survived, the scene was very miserable, and it is said that several demon girls of the Xuanyuan family were stripped of their clothes and hung at the door of the trading house, with a blue and purple on their bodies, and they were humiliated to death, which is really a sin. ”

"Hey, the Xuanyuan family, one of the eight major forces, ended up like this, it was rumored earlier that it was wiped out by the eight alien races, and now the rudder of the business bank has been washed in blood, it is simply in response to the old saying, the tiger falls in Pingyang and is bullied by dogs!"

Speaking of this, a sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked monk immediately made a silent gesture and whispered: "Shh, you'd better be careful when you speak, I got gossip that the blood-washed Xuanyuan family business house was done by the people of the Qingyang League, if you hear what they say, you will definitely not live!"

"Brush!"

Before the words fell, a cold flying sword stabbed into the heart of the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked monk in shock, and shot out a burst of blood, and several people drinking tea were shocked, watching their brother fall.

Then a few monks in cyan robes walked slowly, staring at them with gloomy eyes and said: "A few of you are here to wantonly slander my Qingyang League, the crime should be beheaded, come on, press them all to the entrance of the vegetable market, cut them down!"

"What, you are from the Qingyang League...... Several people were cold in their hearts, secretly regretting that they had too many mouths, and said things that should not be said.

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(Mid-Autumn Festival, I want to go back to visit my grandmother, grandpa, this chapter is the renewal chapter of the Mid-Autumn Festival.) ）