No one knew that when Zhang Yiyang and Yan Yan entered the stone house, a fiery red bird spread its wings from its roof and disappeared into the vast night.

And the conversation between the two also completely fell into the ears of the little bird.

The purple stone castle is unique among the many stone houses, because its identity symbolizes the status of the entire Vermilion Feather Bird Clan, and the patriarch Yan Erfa is the owner of this purple stone castle.

Inside the stone fort, a carpet of colorful feathers covers the entire floor, reflecting the burning torches.

The throne made of skeletons, Yan Erva closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, his face was cold, he didn't know what he was thinking, and the mercury on the side of the head was holding a teacup in his hand, drinking tea, while listening to the report of a young man not far away.

"The news from the fire bee is that he offended the black dragon and came to take refuge, right?"

He stopped his hand and waited for the young man's accurate answer.

"That's right... That's what he said to Yan Yan...!"

The young man's face was furious, and he could tell that he hated the alien human very much.

In fact, not only him, but also in the entire Vermilion Feather Bird Clan, who doesn't like Yan Yan! Her beauty and her talent are all the dream lovers in the eyes of these young people.

It's just a pity that until Yan Yan returned to the clan, she didn't look at anyone directly, not even her stone house, not even a chance to drink a cup of warm tea.

But I didn't expect that this alien human was not only familiar with Yan Yan, but also brought into his stone house by Yan Yan, how could he not make people jealous!

"Black Dragon?"

Yan Erfa opened his eyes, and the huge momentum made the young man force back dozens of steps before stopping.

Mercury Bo put down the teacup, looked at the patriarch, and nodded, "Do you want me to take him down?"

"The strength is average, can you offend the black dragon?

Flame Ervar closed his eyes again, and he had a look that didn't matter to him, cold and calm.

"I'll keep an eye on him!"

After speaking, he waved his hand and motioned for the young man to retreat with him.

......

"Did you really break through that big array?"

Yan Yan poured a cup of warm tea and handed it to Zhang Yiyang, with that touch of tender eyes and delicate and charming facial features, it made people's hearts drunk.

"Well...!, that's still fake!"

Drinking a sip of warm tea with a hot wave, the kind of pleasure that warms from the bottom of the heart to the outside of the body, makes people feel that the pores of the whole body have been opened.

"Just? How are you... How?"

Yan Yan wanted to speak and stopped, Zhang Yiyang naturally knew what he was asking, his appearance was like this, and he was obviously not a good match for her.

"Failed to cultivate, that's why it's like this! What's the matter? It scares you!"

With a wry smile, I remembered the madness of the past, and at this moment, somehow, there was a little more mustard.

"I didn't!"

Yan Yan was afraid that the other party would misunderstand, so he stretched out his onion-like jade hands and quickly grabbed Yi Yang's palm.

Weak and boneless, warm as water, those eyes with affection and vein, staring at each other firmly.

The rapid breathing turned into a pool of river water in each other's eyes, the flaming red lips, the long-lost thoughts, at this moment, the two had only one thought, to integrate each other into their bodies, never separated.

After a long time, in a violent gasp, the two ended the lingering piston movement, and lay lazily on Zhang Yiyang's chest, and his fingers circled his sturdy skin.

"I'll come with you!"

"Not now! You know, the goal will be bigger!"

Zhang Yiyang patted the bewitching back.