readx;? In the brightly lit Lingzhou No. 2 cabin, in the largest room, a young and beautiful girl was standing in the center of the room, with a pink dress, a choppy chest, and a young man lying on his back on the bed, it was the precious son of the Han family, the genius monk of the Han family in Huadu City, and the fire spirit root monk Han Yan. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Han Yan leaned on the head of the bed, his eyes stared at the girl standing in the middle of the room, and there was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he knew everything about it.

The pink girl's face was flushed by Han Yan's naked gaze, and her eyes turned around a little panicked, turning her back to Han Yan.

"Xia'er, come here!" Han Yan on the bed couldn't help it, "Don't you want to enter the Luoyun Sect with me to cultivate?"

The pink woman turned her back to Han Yan, her eyes flashed with disgust and coldness, but the words that came out of her mouth were tender: "Brother Yan, are you really sure that Xia'er can also enter the Falling Cloud Sect?"

Han Yan on the bed said with a smile: "The ancestor promised me to enter the Ten Thousand Sword Peak to cultivate last time, and the ancestor is the third elder of the Ten Thousand Sword Peak, and he promised to let me bring a concubine with him at that time." ”

The pink-colored woman's whole body was shocked, with her cultivation at the fifth level of the Qi refining period, she didn't even have the qualifications to enter the Luoyun Sect to sign up, and there were two girls who wanted to follow Han Yan like her, if she didn't hurry up with Han Yan, maybe tomorrow morning, the concubines would be those two little sluts. The girl named Xia'er seemed to have made up her mind, turned her back to Han Yan, peeled off the pink robe on her body one by one, and only a transparent pink bandeau was left on her body, which only covered half of the snow-white firmness, with her rapid breathing, the two trembling masses wanted to pop out of the bandeau, the lower abdomen loomed, only a pair of pink pants were left underneath, slender jade legs and pink arms ****, she slowly turned around, her face had been replaced with a look of worship, moved gently, and approached the bed.

Han Yan couldn't wait for a long time, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he pulled the girl to the bed, stretched out a big hand, and began to rub the snow white on the girl's chest, and after a while, the girl's fair body became pink, the belly pocket and obscene pants were thrown aside, and the silky body made the long-coveted Han Yan feel galloping, he leaned down and pressed the hard as iron under the girl's silky legs. Under the weight of Han Yan, the girl's entire body trembled, and she couldn't help but "mumble", from rapid breathing to low moaning. Her legs were slightly apart, and she called softly, "Brother Yan, can I enter the Falling Cloud Sect with you to serve you?"

"What do you say?" Han Yan pushed the girl's legs apart, his body sank down, and said in a rough voice: "As long as you serve me attentively, sooner or later I will take you into the Luoyun Sect." ”

Hearing Han Yan's promise, the girl's moans became louder, she ignored the pain, and tried her best to cater to Han Yan's impact, at this moment, Han Yan felt a burst of pride in her heart, "Hmph, Yu Xia'er, let you usually pretend to be arrogant, and now you have to listen to the master in order to enter the Luoyun Sect!"

In front of Han Yan's eyes, he seemed to see the two girls who boarded the spirit boat with him. He lowered his head suddenly, his mouth was aimed at the two snow-white balls on the girl's chest, sucking hard, and muttered to himself vaguely: "Let you be proud, let you drag, you are not still chosen by the family to be my plaything!"

Liu Qin, who was in the front cabin of the spirit boat, closed his eyes and cultivated, and Zhang Yishui touched the bag in his hand that the Han family thought was given by the elders of the foundation building period, a full five hundred lower-grade spirit stones, pretending not to hear anything, controlling the speed of the spirit boat at high altitude.

Lan Mingge slept very sweetly, she was worried all day, and her spiritual sense was consumed a lot, so after she said good night to Lan Yipeng and Lan Haoyu at night, as soon as she returned to the small room, she fell asleep.

Early in the morning, Lan Mingge, who was asleep, was awakened by a rapid knock on the door, she opened her eyes in a daze, and shouted softly to the door, "Who?"

"Senior Sister Mingge, it's me. Blue Cloud!"

"Lan Yun?" Although he is not very familiar, he is also a disciple of the Lan family, and he doesn't know what is going on when he knocks on the door early in the morning? Lan Mingge suddenly woke up, there was no window in the spirit boat, and he didn't know what time it was, it should be morning.

"Lan Yun, wait a minute, I'll get up right away. Lan Mingge on the bed quickly got up, sorted out his clothes, rinsed them with clean water, opened the door, and let Lan Yun in.

Lan Yun, who came in, knelt down all of a sudden, and tears flowed down his face. Holding Lan Mingge's legs, he cried and said, "Senior Sister Mingge, go and save Sister Jing!"

Lan Mingge looked at the thirteen-year-old Lan Yun's crying pear blossoms with rain, and looked anxious, and asked anxiously: "What's the matter, make it clear and cry again!"

"Early in the morning, I woke up with Sister Jing, couldn't sleep and went out for a walk in the back cabin, I didn't expect to meet a male cultivator named Han Yan, who would say that Sister Jing was in good shape, and invited Sister Jing to sit in his room, we ignored him, he pushed me away with one move, and pulled Sister Jing away!"

"Who, it's called Han Yan? That's the monk of the Han family!"

Lingzhou picked up the disciple of the Han family in Huadu City last night, the one named Han Yan must be a monk of the Han family, "Let's go, let's go and have a look!"

Lan Mingge hurriedly pulled Lan Yun and knocked on Lan Haoyu's door, and the three of them hurriedly went out and turned left, and went to the second cabin where Han's house was. The door of the second cabin was tightly closed, "Did you enter here?"

"Well, Sister Jing didn't want to, it was the one named Han Yan who pulled Sister Jing in!"

"Knock knock" Lan Haoyu stepped forward and knocked on the cabin door, "Is there anyone? Lan Haoyu came to visit!"

"Who?" Han Yan opened the hatch with a loud bang. Han Yan, who was on the second floor of the foundation building period, was the only son of the patriarch of the Han family's Xiuxian family in Huadu City, because he was born as a fire spirit root, he was regarded as the pearl of his palm since he was a child, and he was arrogant and arrogant. The cultivation resources in the family are all hard to let him monopolize them. The Lan family in Huadu City inherits this kind of exercise, which is called Huoyang Gong. Although the cultivation speed of Huoyang Gong is fast, there is a shortcoming, that is, after entering the foundation building period, the dantian is slightly different from the ordinary monks, the dantian is like lighting a spiritual fire, the male yang is surprisingly vigorous, every once in a while, there must be a female practitioner to extinguish the fire, otherwise, the fire yang burns, there is a danger of going mad.

Of course, Han Haoran, the patriarch of the Han family in Huadu City, knew what his son needed, and carefully selected three young girls from the outer door of the family who had cultivated in the Qi refining period to accompany his son to Luoyun Sect to participate in the sect selection examination. Of course, Han Lie, an ancestor of the Han family, the third elder of Wanjian Peak, and the monk of the late stage of the Yudan had already made it clear that Han Yan was going to enter Wanjian Peak to cultivate, and he had already made it clear to Elder Zhu, the head of Wanjian Peak. This time, Han Yan took advantage of the opportunity of the Luoyun Sect to open the mountain to accept disciples, and prepared to enter the Ten Thousand Swords Peak.

Last night, Han Yan tricked Yu Xia'er, who had always been high and proud, into bed with a few words, and let the embers accumulated in his dantian pour out thousands of miles. Sending Yu Xia back to the room, Han Yan entered the cultivation. This is the case with the practice of Huoyang Gong, which is faster after the fire is extinguished. After cultivating overnight, Han Yan felt that the cultivation at the beginning of the second layer of the foundation building period had faintly made some progress. He was very proud. I walked out of the second cabin early in the morning, wanting to take a good look at the special spirit boat structure of the Falling Cloud Sect. When he was full of surprise and envy of the rich heritage of the Great Sect, he saw the two sisters Lan Yun and Lan Jing in white dresses.

When his eyes swept over the blue scene, Han Yan's eyes suddenly lit up. Cultivating Fire Yang Gong made his male sense of touch very sensitive, Lan Jing was not very old, but she was a rare pure yin spirit vein in the immortal cultivation world!