The sword god's face was very ugly, and the sword qi in his body also became irritable, looking at the four headless corpses on the ground, he seemed to be angry, however, he didn't move Ling Yan!

"The three souls and seven spirits are still there, Ling Yan, did you keep your hand after all!" The Sword God took a deep breath and stared at Ling Yandao. August 1 Chinese <≦≤.

At this time, among the disciples of the Sword Immortal Sect, one of them walked out quickly, cast a spell, and sucked all the four three souls and seven spirits that overflowed from their bodies into a special bottle.

"If something happens to Bijie, I won't keep my hand!!" Ling Yan put away (drizzle) and said coldly.

"It looks like there is still a battle to be fought between us, you person, love and hate, and there is a degree!! Not bad!! Not bad!! The sword god suddenly laughed, and his handsome face, by this smile, sublimated the word 'handsome', and the whole person was like a light sword floating, extremely smart.

Ling Yan beheaded his four disciples in front of the Sword God, although he did not destroy the three souls and seven spirits of these four disciples, but he also saved the face of the Sword God, however, just when everyone thought that a battle would break out in the place of identification, the Sword God was not angry at all, but laughed instead.

This is appalling.

Everyone was dumbfounded and stared blankly, and the place of identification was silent for a while, and the strange situation made people shudder.

"You and I fight?? I'm sorry, I'm not interested, that's all for today, you guys go, I'm not in the mood to talk about anything else! ”

Ling Yan waved his hand, his eyes closed slightly, and he looked like he couldn't leave.

"You can't avoid this fight, unless, of course, she speaks! However, I don't think you're a person who likes to rely on women to survive! The sword god's faint voice came out, as if he was humiliating Ling Yan.

But Ling Yan clearly remembered this sentence in his head, the sword god, this person, is not annoyed, not angry, not happy or sad, he will not scold people at all, then this sentence has a deep meaning.

She? Who is she?? Ling Yan became more and more confused in his heart.

After the sword god dispersed, the affairs here in the place of identification gradually began to be handled by others.

Bi Jie's arm was still injured, Ling Yan was nervous in his heart, and walked quickly towards the fourth floor.

Stepping into the aperture, the person also passed directly from the first layer to the fourth layer, but just after entering the aperture of the fourth layer, a soft and delicate body with a faint fragrance directly plunged into Ling Yan's arms.

A delicate little face with tears in his eyes was fiercely attached to Ling Yan's face, a soft and smooth little mouth, biting Ling Yan's big mouth with a slight difficulty, and two white little hands that seemed to be boneless like snakes, even wrapped around Ling Yan's neck...

"Huh??" Ling Yan looked at such an unrestrained Bijie with some curiosity, a little strange, and the fox in the distance was looking at this scene with a smile, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

However, when the beauty is in her arms, Ling Yan naturally sits in her arms, but Bi Jie is kissing herself? I'm biting myself at all!

However, the strength of the small mouth shell teeth is moderate, although Ling Yan has a little pain, he can bear it!

After a while, Bi Jie seemed to have had enough, let go of the ruddy and seductive little mouth, there were still tear stains on the cheeks of the pear blossom with rain, the little hand hugged Ling Yan's neck, crying and laughing, and finally, he actually hugged Ling Yan and fell asleep in his arms.

"This little lady..."Ling Yan smiled dumbly, touched the tooth marks on his lips, and couldn't laugh or cry.

"I hope you can treat the princess well in the future, don't let her be wronged!" The fox sighed helplessly, and said quietly. Ling Yan's performance outside, she naturally saw it all, just because Bi Jie suffered some skin injuries under the hands of the disciples of the Sword Immortal Sect, she beheaded those four disciples in front of the Sword God, even if it did not destroy their three souls and seven spirits, it was enough to make the Sword God lose face.

For her sake, she would rather offend a strong man like the Sword God, and the princess will have a good home! The fox glanced at Ling Yan with shining eyes, and when she saw Ling Yan cast her gaze over, she hurriedly lowered her gaze.

But after a while, Hu Mei seemed to feel that something was wrong with her panic, and hurriedly raised her head, but saw that Ling Yan had already walked towards the fifth floor.

"Ling Yan! Hurry up after you settle the princess, I have something to ask you! Fox took a deep breath and suddenly shouted.

Ling Yan was stunned, looking sideways at the fox, but saw that the white and red cheeks were slightly agitated, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it.

Ling Yan nodded and said, "I know, you're waiting for me here!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Ling Yan hugged Bijie and walked towards the fifth floor.

The fifth floor is a special space, generally speaking, except for some close people such as Ling Yan and Bi Jie, no one else can enter here, of course, this is not only a secret hiding place, but also an independent space, inside, there is a boudoir belonging to Bi Jie, of course, it also belongs to Ling Yan's boudoir, Ling Yan hugged Bi Jie, and walked directly inside.

The slightly watery green boudoir is wafting with a burst of fragrance, the neat tables, chairs and benches are spotless, and on the dressing table, there are still some rouge with a faint luster, even if you become a fairy, you can't forget your nature.

Ling Yan shook his head with a wry smile, gently lifted the gauze tent in front of the soft couch, got in, and gently placed Bijie on the soft bed.

Looking at the delicate and delicate little face, the pale complexion from crying, and the slightly trembling slender eyelashes that seemed to have a few teardrops, Ling Yan couldn't help but feel a little dry mouth, but on the white and slender arm like a lotus, several shallow sword wounds had not yet healed completely, but they pierced into Ling Yan's eyes like knives.

Ling Yan gently stroked the dazzling wounds and sighed softly.

Not?

Ling Yan felt that there seemed to be something strange coming from his hand, and when he looked sideways, he saw that Bi Jie had already opened her eyes like autumn water, her cheeks were pink like peach, her small mouth was ruddy and slightly open, and the two slender and exquisite little hands also gently clasped Ling Yan's big hands.

"Are you awake??" Ling Yan smiled lightly.

"Idiot! With all the strength of you and me, how can it be so easy to fall asleep?? Bijie was a little disgusted that iron does not become steel.

"Oh? It's also..."Ling Yan was stunned for a moment, as if he understood something.

However, he still sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, as if he was pondering something.

Bijie stretched out her hand and twisted it around his waist fiercely.

Ling Yan was stunned by this feeling, but when he saw Bi Jie, he felt a trance in front of him.

"Master, it's all this time, why don't you understand??" Bi Jie had already climbed up, the turquoise hanging foot gauze skirt had been lifted by her, and the fair-skinned and perfect thighs were presented in front of Ling Yan without reservation, she looked at Ling Yan charmingly with a seductive gaze, and said a little shyly: "Master... Love me.."