The morning sun is warm on Linxian Lake, and it is quiet and peaceful.

Yan Siming walked towards Linxian Island with brisk steps.

Things went more smoothly than he imagined, the post of the Fengdu Immortal Club was delivered to him faster than he imagined, everything was almost settled, Yan Siming imagined that the new era of Lezheng Xianmen had slowly opened the door, and a brand-new, rising like the rising sun of Lezheng Xianmen had appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Yan Siming was full of confidence, and for the first time, he felt that the scenery of Linxian Island was the most beautiful.

After stepping into the house, Yan Siming immediately felt that his previous judgment was wrong, and what was more beautiful than the scenery of Linxian Island was the shocking face of their young master.

Chu Xiyin had a headache, and the biggest worry that bothered her was solved, it stands to reason that she can stay in Lezheng Xianmen with more peace of mind, deal with the affairs of Xianmen, and plan her next life well.

It's just that Qingji said that the Jingxing Immortal Venerable of the Nine Qu Immortal Realm took away what the Lost Mountain Imperial Pond relied on to survive.

Chu Xiyin hadn't heard of it, and he didn't understand what kind of thing could influence the existence of the Lost Mountain Imperial Pond, and whether there was really such a thing.

It's just that why did Jingxing Immortal Venerable take this thing, if she remembers correctly, that thing is called Lianhua.

As for what Lianhua is, You Wei doesn't know, Yan Siming doesn't know, and she hasn't found an answer in every book she has flipped through.

Yan Siming glanced at his own young master, looking like he had no quarrel with the world, and the world was very beautiful.

Yan Siming pouted, the young master shouldn't be in such a state, especially after a few days of long talks.

"Miss Chu, this is the book you want." Yan Siming placed a stack of books on Chu Xiyin's desk.

"Thank you." Chu Xiyin put down the book in his hand, looked at the top of a stack of books, the pavilion, the handsome young master and the smiling young lady, and several books in a row were similar pictures, Chu Xiyin thought to himself, it should be like this.

"Young master, Miss Chu, my subordinates will retire first." Yan Siming glanced at his own young master, who was walking towards Chu Xiyin at this time, where would he still look at him, Yan Siming pouted, let's go.

"What kind of book is this?" Le Zhengyou looked at the stack of books that Yan Siming held over with some curiosity, which was completely different from the books in the fairy gate. But Yan Siming is absolutely careful, and the paintings he found are all three hundred years old, and some are even unique.

"Script." Chu Xiyin took a book and flipped through it.

The boy's face turned red all of a sudden, and the scene suddenly surged.

Yan Siming also said that this is normal, and it is the performance that he likes Xiyin very much and shows him......

Belch......

The boy didn't want to, but the thought of it made him feel hot and his throat itched, and he wanted to do something.

"Is there an answer here?" The boy asked, leaning closer, his eyes looking at the book, but his nose was full of the smell of the people next to him, and his mind was full of those ......

"I don't know, there should be." Chu Xiyin looked a little impatient, can't he be straightforward? She knew that the creatures of the Lost Mountain Imperial Pond were different from the other creatures of the Three Realms, and even more different from mortals. However, it is generally the same, Chu Xiyin's impression of the relationship between men and women is mostly seen from the picture book, and for a while, her task was to be a son-in-law who likes to read a play book.

Chu Xiyin flipped through it, no?

"Didn't you?" Le Zheng was a little disappointed, Yan Siming showed him something different, it was something called a computer by modern technology in the mortal world, You Wei wanted to tell Xiyin, but he couldn't open his mouth about such a thing.

"I'll take a look at it again-" Chu Xiyin picked up one again, and this one seemed to be some.

At this time, the book is also about a down-and-out handsome scholar who meets a rich daughter, and the two are happy with each other, and they can't help it, but it is much easier to understand than the previous one.

"Xiyin, I think this ......" The young man swallowed, he knew the words in the book, and Xiyin also brought back a book at the beginning, telling the story of several monsters becoming immortals.

It's just that these words are completely different, the pictures shown in the words, plus the fantasy, are completely different experiences from those that Yan Siming showed him, obviously he tried his best to suppress the impulse just now, and at this time, that impulse suddenly surged out.

The magic of words is like a picture that can make you more imaginative.

In front of her was the woman's soft hair hanging down, the window near the lake was not closed, a wisp of breeze was fluttering, and her delicate and round chin was looming.

Yan Siming said that he could try, he could get close to Shein and do some, some ......

As long as......

"Shein—" The young man sighed slightly, his eyes were slightly deep, and the gaze cast at Shang Xiyin was clear for a moment, begging for candy first.

Chu Xiyin immediately understood the young man's thoughts, she didn't know that this could be written in this book......

"Youwei, why don't you go back first?" This book is really not suitable for two people.

Chu Xiyin closed the book, her face was a little weak because of the words she saw just now, she guessed that there was something she wanted in the book, but this was also ......

Le Zheng listened to it, his eyes were full of resentment, and he silently complained: Why did you want to drive him away, he didn't want to go.

"You Wei, you haven't dealt with the affairs of Xianmen for a few days, why don't you ask Yan Siming?" Chu Xiyin said seriously, from the fact that Wei is younger than her, it can be seen from the last incident that the young man doesn't understand, and someone has to figure it out.

"Shein." The boy took a step closer, he was already very close, and this step almost wanted to stick in front of the woman. Leaning forward, his upper body was almost glued to Xiyin's body, his chin nested on his soft and thin shoulders, and his breath was like an orchid.

"Shein—" The young man rubbed and rubbed, and when he saw the lips that were close at hand, he leaned up softly and delicately.

Chu Xiyin's breath was slightly chaotic, and the place where the young man had touched it was a little itchy, but compared to the previous two times, he was used to it a lot, no longer a blank in his mind, but slowly felt the warmth on his lips, like warm wine.

The boy's breath intensified, the uncontrollable thing came faster than the last time, and the boy knew what he wanted better than the last rampage.

No, Yan Siming's words make sense, after the wedding, he wants to give Xiyin the best memory.

The boy jerked his head up, then turned around and hurried away.

"Where to go?" Chu Xiyin's muttered inquiry was filled with a fatal temptation, and the young man didn't dare to stop.

"You, what you just said, the affairs of the Xianmen, I suddenly remembered an important matter." Before the boy finished speaking, the man had already walked out.

Outside the house, Yan Siming greeted him silently.

"Go back—" The young man's voice was forbearing, and Yan Si knew it clearly, and immediately followed.

"Young master, I've already arranged it."

The young man glanced at Yan Siming, although he didn't understand what the arrangement in Yan Siming's mouth was, but he had some trust.

Yan Siming made all the preparations, and just waited for Le Zheng to arrive at his own dormitory, and immediately two female disciples of the fairy family who were born but very beautiful walked in respectfully.

Le Zheng frowned slightly and looked at Yan Siming.

"Young master, you have to try it first, and then you will have experience." Yan Siming said that it is bright and bright, this step must be taken, Lezheng Xianmen cannot be without an heir, how many cultivation talents can the children born to the young master and a mortal inherit?