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Time is passing by minute and second, and the sunlight has disappeared without a trace. The night quietly shrouded the sky, and tonight's night sky, the stars twinkled abnormally. Ziyuan Blood Butterfly, pulling up her fluttering skirt, was sitting on a boulder in a daze, quietly watching the Wunian Taoist teach Long Qinyang the key to the heart method, but after all, An Nai couldn't help being lonely, sometimes getting up and looking around the surroundings, sometimes raising his eyes to look up at the sky, and sometimes letting out a few beautiful sighs.

"I've been waiting for more than five hundred years, I don't care about waiting for an hour!" she finally whispered to herself, comforting herself at the moment, but her actions always proved that she couldn't help it after all, and finally sat back on the stone, turning her head to look at the Wunian Daoist not far away, "When will it end?"

She finally couldn't bear her anxious temperament and said a word to Shang Jun.

The Thoughtless Daoist frowned, ignoring her words. He knew very well that he was indifferent to what the woman was thinking in her heart at this moment, the things that men and women loved. He sat on fat legs, with Long Qinyang in front of him, his palms were tightly attached to the young man's back, and streams of blood-red evil qi continued to enter Long Qinyang's body along his arms. Long Qinyang suddenly felt that his body was hot and cold, but he thought that his skills would become stronger and stronger, even if he was uncomfortable, he endured it. Shang Jun's face was dim and bright for a while, and he contracted and expanded rhythmically. Obviously, the evil qi in that body was working well in his body, and no abnormalities were found.

Wunian Daoist suddenly collected the exercises, took a deep breath, sank his dantian, closed his palm, opened his eyes suddenly, carefully looked at Long Qinyang's body, and immediately got up: "Okay, that's all for tonight." ”

Long Qinyang opened his eyes and immediately felt refreshed. He exercised a few times, felt his body full of strength, and his face was ruddy. Shang Jun saw it, and a smile immediately appeared on his face, he knew that tonight's evil spirit was not in vain. From this point of view, the demon fetus in Long Qinyang's body is growing well. Shang Jun looked left and right, looked up and down, and was very satisfied.

"Okay, no?"

The Aster Blood Butterfly couldn't hold it anymore, and couldn't wait to look at the Wunian Daoist. At this moment, she knew best what to do next. When the Wunian Daoist heard this, it was still exactly the same as every night, shook his head, shook his head, turned into a black energy and disappeared without a trace, and finally left a sentence: "Qinyang, don't forget what the master told you." Don't be late tomorrow night. ”

Long Qinyang looked up at the sky, and saw that the black energy gradually disappeared, and he lowered his head and said to himself: "It's this sentence again!"

"Let's go, my sister will take you to play!"

Ziyuan Blood Butterfly grabbed Long Qinyang's hand and felt the temperature of the palm to the fullest, even if it was only for a few minutes, for her, it was very content. She grabbed his hand, and although she didn't feel the same hands as she had five hundred years ago, she could still feel in her heart that the Blood Demon was beside her. She closed her eyes and raised her head, feeling the familiar and strange power flowing in her blood.

"Sister, where are we going tonight?"

Long Qinyang couldn't resist the curiosity in the young man's heart, raised his head, and quietly waited for her answer. How he wished that there would be a new trick tonight.

She took his hand violently and looked at him in front of her with affection, as if her memory had returned to the scene five hundred years ago. Five hundred years ago, although she was by his side day and night, she never thought about what she is like now, quietly, tightly holding his hand. She raised her head and looked up at the twinkling stars, the unfolding starlight, just like the mood at this moment.

"Sister will take you to fly, is it okay?"

"yes, yes, great, I've never flown before!"

It was the first time she had seen him, and the first time in five hundred years, that she was so happy to see him. He's happy, and so is she. This strange feeling suddenly spread throughout her body. She finally couldn't help the impulse that rose leisurely in her heart, grabbed Long Qinyang's hand, closed her eyes, raised her forehead, and stood on tiptoe: "Ready, sister will take you to the sky immediately!"

He looked at her figure, under the starlight, so swaying: "Sister, you are so beautiful!"

The phrase "You are so beautiful", like an electric current, instantly transmitted between her veins. It's a beautiful feeling. She blushed.

"Really?" she couldn't believe her ears as the Blood Demon uttered the word "beauty" herself. She was excited, but the feeling disappeared in an instant. He is now Long Qinyang, an innocent young man, if he recovers into a blood demon, can he still say that he is beautiful like this?

He was always so observant, and the slight change in her expression was instantly captured by him: "Sister, why are you unhappy again." ”

She looked into his eyes, and finally mustered up the courage to pull his hands violently, with affection: "No matter what the future holds, have you always liked your sister?"

She began to get scared, afraid that once he grew into a blood demon, he would forget what he had said tonight.

Qin Yang swore to the sky that he would like his sister for the rest of his life. He finally mustered up the courage to speak his mind.

When she heard this, her body and mind were already immersed in a sea of happiness: "Okay, come and pull the hook!"

This seemingly innocent way, in which the most sincere love can be expressed.

She finally took his hand and flew in the sky under the night sky, in the starry night sky. For the first time, he felt the sensation of flying. That feeling of flying, no, the feeling of holding the hand of the person he likes and flying, is destined to be unforgettable for a lifetime.

"Sister, what is the origin of Master?

"My sister didn't know either, but I met by chance. ”

The purpose of this thoughtless Taoist can be imagined. However, who was he who fell to the ground, why didn't even the Aster Blood Butterfly know his way to come from. Is he really from the Asura realm?

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