Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Holy Maiden of the Demon Clan (6)

Xiao Yan was pulled back to his thoughts by Qing Yan's crisp cry, and turned his head, very embarrassed.

Xiao Yan's reaction made Qing Yan seem to remember something, and when he looked down, he found that he was naked and delicate, and his beauty flew red in an instant, and he hurriedly grabbed his clothes from the ring to cover his delicate body, and hung his head slightly.

"Green scales, this I sigh"

Xiao Yan opened his mouth to explain, but in the end he only sighed. Say I'm sorry, it's all like this; Say it's unintentional, I remember that I seem to be an overlord with a hard bow. This made Xiao Yan worried, he was not good at speaking, he really didn't know how to explain, so he looked at Qing Yan stupidly, rubbed his hands uneasily, opened his mouth a few times, but couldn't spit out a word, and his face was ashamed.

Could it be that Brother Xiao Yan dislikes himself? Seeing Xiao Yan's expression, Qing Yan's heart was like a knife crisscrossing each other, and his little face was blue and white.

With a sigh, perhaps because he couldn't bear Xiao Yan to fall into a deep embarrassment, Qing Yan struggled fiercely in his heart for a while, before he gritted his teeth and said almost word by word: "Although I don't know what happened to Brother Xiao Yan before, Qing Yan wants to tell Brother Xiao Yan that Qing Yan is voluntary, and Brother Xiao Yan doesn't have to be so guilty." Qing Yan knew that Gao Yan couldn't climb Gao Yan's brother, and with Xiao Yan's brother's previous care, Qing Yan was already very content. ”

After saying these words, Qing Liang seemed to use all the strength of his body, and tears slipped down. She was scared in her heart, afraid that she was still the little girl she was back then, or the little sister who didn't understand anything in Xiao Yan's heart.

A girl has said everything about this, if Xiao Yan doesn't know what to do, then he is really not a human being.

"Green Scales."

Xiao Yan saw that Qing Yan not only didn't blame himself for half a sentence, but thought about himself everywhere, if he had a woman like this, what more could a husband ask for? Xiao Yan pounced on him with emotion, hugging the green scales tightly, and already accepted the green scales in his heart.

Qing Yan cried with joy in Xiao Yan's arms, and his little face was lined with tears, which made Xiao Yan feel extremely pitiful.

"No, no, I'm going to call you Qing'er in the future." Xiao Yan hugged Qing'er, as if muttering, and as if expressing his heart, "In the future, you will be my Qing'er, hehe, my Qing'er has grown up, and she will no longer be that little girl, and she will be my Xiao Yan's woman in the future."

Qing Scale's tears poured out more, she closed her eyes, and quietly pinched her arm with her hand, that burst of pain showed that she was not dreaming, and said in a low voice: "Brother Xiao Yan, Qing Yan wants to be your woman in her dreams, Qing Yan wants to ask Brother Xiao Yan a word, is it okay?" ”

"Of course, just ask." Xiao Yan no longer had the guilt he had before at this time, hugging the green scales, immersed in the gentleness of the green scales.

"Qing Liang wants to ask Brother Xiao Yan if he really has Qing Yan in his heart." Qing Yan turned his head and looked at Xiao Yan with a look of anticipation.

"Of course there is, there always has been!" Xiao Yan replied with an oath.

"Then why did Brother Xiao Yan look unhappy just now, Qing Yan thought that Brother Xiao Yan disliked Qing Yan." The green scales pouted, and her playful appearance was like a little daughter-in-law who was lying to her lover.

"How could that be? I didn't know what was going on before, I was confused and I was like you, I didn't expect it to be you, I'm afraid that I will use it against you, I'm afraid that you don't want to" Xiao Yan said.

Xiao Yan didn't tell a lie, he was really at a loss because of this, where did he think that he had a relationship with a woman in a dream, and where did he think that this woman was Qinglan, and he didn't expect that Zhan Lao secretly did something to him.

After receiving a positive answer from his sweetheart, Qing Yan smiled like a flower, buried his little face in Xiao Yan's arms, his heart was as sweet as drinking honey, and he whispered: "Brother Xiao Yan is still so stupid, Qing Yan is willing to do it."

"Heh, my Qing'er has really grown up, how did you get here?" Xiao Yan gently stroked the green scales' hair and asked.

Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Holy Maiden of the Demon Clan (7)

"I don't know, when Brother Xiao Yan broke through the Dou Emperor, Qing'er suddenly heard a call from the underworld, and then he was accepted into this tower."

"It's very dark in the tower, and you can't get out, Qing'er is so scared. At that time, Qing'er really wanted Brother Xiao Yan by her side, and Qing'er thought that as long as Brother Xiao Yan was there, she would definitely be able to go out. So Qing'er cultivated desperately, wanting to break the seal as soon as possible and go out to find Brother Xiao Yan. ”

"Brother Xiao Yan, do you know, Qing'er was so helpless at that time, fortunately, I can still think about Brother Xiao Yan, as long as I think of you, I am not afraid of anything."

Speaking of this, Qing Scale's body trembled slightly, as if that scene was right in front of him.

It turned out that Qing Liang followed the Meridian Spirit Void Tower to the Doudi Continent, but he didn't have the strength of the Doudi and couldn't compete with the rules of heaven and earth, so he could only be trapped in the dark space in the tower, cultivating alone and fearfully.

"Okay, Qing'er, these are all in the past, now that I am by your side, you will no longer be lonely, and you will no longer have to be afraid." Xiao Yan comforted and patted Qing Scale's back with his palm.

"Uh-huh." Qing Liang obediently snuggled in Xiao Yan's arms, his face full of happiness.

"By the way, when I was at the top of the tower, a voice often said to me, saying that I was the holy daughter of the demon clan, and asked me to cultivate hard, and I would shoulder a great responsibility in the future." Qing Yan suddenly raised his head and said to Xiao Yan with some confusion.

"Uh" Xiao Yan was almost swallowed in one breath, he couldn't breathe for a long time, and then he remembered the identity of the holy daughter of the green scale demon clan, he turned the green scale's body, put the green scale's shoulders, looked at the green scale, and saw that the green scale was a little straight and timid, and his heart was a little proud: "haha, Lao Tzu's woman is the holy daughter of the demon clan, hahahaha." ”

But before I could get complacent, I felt a basin of cold water splash down. Holy Maiden, what is a Holy Maiden, a Holy Maiden of any race is pure and immaculate, but Qinglu is now her own woman, if she is known by the Demon Clan, will the Demon Clan find herself desperate? Obediently, the whole demon clan is desperate to find itself.

"I hope it won't be discovered by the demon clan. When my Xiao clan grows stronger, hum, Lao Tzu will marry the holy daughter of the demon clan back home! "At this time, Xiao Yan's desire to strengthen Shili and improve his strength is extremely strong.

"What's wrong, isn't it comfortable? Or is Brother Xiao Yan tabooing that Qing Liang is a demon saint? Seeing that Xiao Yan's face was a little gloomy, Qing Yan asked a little worriedly.

"I'm fine, Qing'er is the holy daughter of the demon clan, in the Doudi Continent, this is the identity of supreme glory, how can I be taboo."

Xiao Yan slowly told Qing Yan about the pattern of the Doudi Continent and his experience after coming to the Doudi Continent, but he sighed quietly in his heart, Zhen Ni is the daughter of the emperor of the human race, Qing Mu'er is the sister of the emperor of the demon race, and now Qing Yan is the holy daughter of the demon clan, I really don't know whether to say that I am lucky or evil.

In addition to sighing at these, Xiao Yan also had a deep confusion in his heart, that is, about smelting the bloodline of the demon clan.

Now that he is the one with the demon saint, why is there no reaction in the bloodline at all? But if it didn't work with the demon saint to do things with men and women, would Zhan Lao spend so much energy to make it so mysterious?

Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Demon Saintess (8)

"I didn't expect that Brother Xiao Yan had suffered a lot when he came to the Doudi Continent, but Brother Xiao Yan was amazing, he was already a four-star Doudi in such a short time, and his reputation was not small." Qing Yan happily listened to Xiao Yan tell himself, looking at Xiao Yan's eyes full of pride.

"Hehe, it's just a fluke." Men are always a little proud when they are praised by their women.

"Brother Xiao Yan is still so modest." The green scales caressed Xiao Yan's cheeks, his eyes were like water, and the warm breath was blowing in Xiao Yan's ears, making him suddenly feel restless.

Xiao Yan couldn't help but tighten his arm holding the green scales, and where his hand touched it, he felt the soft and satin-like skin of the green scales, which was soft and soft in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel ape.

"Yesterday I was in a daze, and the beauty was in my arms, but I was confused and had no impression, it's a pity." Xiao Yan regretted, his heartbeat began to accelerate, and his throat was a little dry.

Qing Yan raised his head, looked at Xiao Yan's eyes that were beginning to be confused, as if he sensed Xiao Yan's intentions, and hurriedly gathered the loose collar to cover the half-exposed spring light, his face was as red as a peach blossom, and he lowered his head shyly.

As everyone knows, her shy attitude of wanting to refuse and welcome aroused Xiao Yan's lust even more, Xiao Yan stared at the ice and snow jade cheeks of the beauty, only to feel that it was beautiful and moving, and her heart trembled, and she couldn't help but get close to her head, and kissed it according to the red cherry blossom sandalwood mouth that was as red as Danzhu.

"Don't, don't"

"No, don't."

The waving pink fist landed weakly on Xiao Yan's body, and the green scales were already speechless, only the sound of Jiaojiao gasping encouraged Xiao Yan.

"I didn't take good care of Qing'er yesterday, let me make up for it today."

Xiao Yan burned like a fire, he couldn't breathe, he couldn't even take care of flirting, he pulled his chest apart, his clothes fell off, and then his fingers flicked like electricity, and the green scale clothes bounced away, and with a gentle pull, the snowcoat as thin as a cicada's wings fell suddenly.

I don't know how long it took, but the clouds cleared and the rain dispersed