Chen Fan took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

"Who?" Song Qian's cold voice sounded.

"Blood Head Peak disciple Li Fan, please see the leader!" Chen Fan said respectfully.

"Come in, little ghost. Song Qian's voice sounded again.

"Whew. Chen Fan took a deep breath, slowly pushed open the door and walked in.

"Touch!" As soon as he entered, the door slammed shut.

Chen Fan looked inside.

"Shhh

This room is decorated like a wedding room, bright red with enchantment. And Song Qian looked lazy lying on the red bed in the middle, revealing her snow-white calves, and deliberately pulled down the clothes on her chest a little, and the two snow-white loomed, making people think about it.

Chen Fan looked at Song Qian in a daze for a while, and kept swallowing saliva.

"Little ghost, have you seen enough?" Song Qian smiled charmingly and spoke slowly.

"Boom!" The roar in Chen Fan's head came again, and the voice was louder than before.

"Charming ......" Chen Fan's eyes gradually blurred into a trance, and the last sentence when he was awake lost his meaning after he finished speaking, and he fell down.

"Isn't this little ghost able to resist the charm? It's just two more layers of force than before, so why did he pass out. Song Qian's temperament suddenly changed, and she became a ghostly little girl again, looking at Chen Fan with a hippie smile.

"Hey, it's cheap for you to sleep in my bed. Song Qian saw that it was not a solution for Chen Fan to lie on the ground all the time, so she sat up, and with a pinch, a stream of blood red demon qi turned into lines, slowly bringing the unconscious Chen Fan to the bed.

Chen Fan was already unconscious, but the demon god bloodline in his body did not fall silent, but became hotter and hotter, constantly impacting the meridians everywhere, trying to make Chen Fan regain consciousness.

"Oh no, the smell hasn't gone away!"

When Chen Fan just approached, Song Qian's face changed, and she screamed in horror, the smell produced by this enchanting technique is the harmony of this enchanting technique, even some Yuanying monks will indulge in this smell, not to mention Chen Fan, a foundation-building monk.

Suddenly, Chen Fan raised his head, his eyes were confused but full of heat, he forcibly broke free from the restraints and rushed towards Song Qian.

"Hmm......" Song Qian wanted to resist, but it was too late, and she had already been knocked down as soon as she raised her hand......

......

"I ...... Where?" Chen Fan's eyes were confused, and he couldn't remember this red, somewhat bewitching room.

Chen Fan felt that his right hand was holding something, so he turned his head to look, and a naked, bumpy and cold beauty was looking at him with a blushing face.

"Li Fan, you haven't gotten up yet!" Song Qian's face was red and about to drip blood, and she gritted her teeth and said, no longer having the slightest hint of coldness or charm, but like an angry little sister next door.

Chen Fan has never felt that he is a righteous gentleman, and he will naturally not let go of the advantages he can take advantage of, not to mention the dignified head of the blood head peak, the first beauty of the blood head peak!

Chen Fan didn't say a word, he kissed again, and the two soon fell into a wonderful ...... again

After hundreds of violent impacts in a row, he finally stopped and looked at Song Qian, whose flushed face had not yet receded.

Chen Fan smiled, wiped her face gently, reluctantly got up, put on the clothes scattered all over the place, and looked at Song Qian who was still naked with some apologies.

"Li Fan, meet the leader!" Chen Fan said slowly.

Song Qian didn't answer, but glanced at Chen Fan with some shame, waved her hand, and the storage bag that she didn't know where it fell flew over, and then she was covered in blood, and in a blink of an eye, she was already dressed.

"...... between you and me," Song Qian said slowly.

"The disciple understands that at this time, it will never be passed on, and if it is passed on by the disciple, it will be at the disposal of the throne. Chen Fan smiled slightly.

"You're interested. You will enter the Yuanying within two hundred years and form a double monk with me!Otherwise, ......" Song Qian gritted her teeth and looked at Chen Fan, and only spoke after a while, this is the first person who has a husband and wife with her, although it is only a foundation building period, but she knows how to advance and retreat very well, and she can't be ruthless.

"Li Fan will definitely become a Yuan Infant in two hundred years, and he can rest assured. Chen Fan smiled slightly, but for some reason, there was always something strange in his heart, after all, this was the first woman who had married him, and he had ...... just now can also feel that both of them have tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time, and they are very jerky.

"Go down, cultivate well, you don't have to do tasks in the future, and you don't need to worry about being sent to the Blood Corpse Peak, just cultivate well, if necessary, I will try my best to help you." Song Qian looked at Chen Fan with complicated eyes, and then waved Chen Fan to leave.

Chen Fan looked at Song Qian's face, and sighed in his heart, feeling an inexplicable sense of distress, and his face suddenly turned extremely pale. Chen Fan hurriedly pressed his chest with his hand, and the cold sweat of the bean kept falling.

"Are you okay?" Seeing this, Song Qian's heart tightened, and she hurriedly went over to support Chen Fan.

"Senior sister...... My way, jumped?" Chen Fan smiled miserably, looking at this beautiful woman who had just experienced the reality of husband and wife with herself, her worried appearance was deeply imprinted into Chen Fan's heart, faintly with the same status as Li Yuqing.

"What are you talking about?" Song Qian looked at Chen Fan with a concerned face, and spoke a little anxiously, she didn't hear what Chen Fan was muttering just now.

"Click......

Song Qian heard a roaring noise coming from Chen Fan's body, and her face turned pale suddenly, and she looked at Chen Fan's abdomen in disbelief.

The vague Dao Ji before was completely shattered, and the corners of Chen Fan's mouth overflowed with blood, and he was forced to hold on to the severe pain, squeezing out a smile and looking at Song Qian.

"It's okay, I'll just go back and rebuild the foundation. ”

"You ......" Song Qian opened her mouth slightly, and just wanted to say something, she was interrupted by Chen Fan.

"It's okay, my life is big, I can't die, this cultivation will be able to recover quickly for me. Chen Fan shook his head, not wanting her to worry, and walked away by himself holding his chest.

Song Qian stood in place, looking at the back of the person who was slowly leaving step by step, and had a question in her heart, did she do something wrong......? A disciple of the Qi training period.

Chen Fan hurriedly returned to the cave mansion and immediately began to cultivate to recuperate from his injuries, the violent impact of the demon god blood in his body before made his meridians break a lot, and then the Dao Ji was shattered, and he was injured even more.

And from this moment on, Song Qian's cynical temperament completely changed, and she became a serious and responsible head of the blood peak.

Winter goes to spring, and the flowers bloom.

Chen Fan's cave house has not been opened since it was closed that day, and now four years have passed, and there is still no sign of opening.

In the past four years, no matter how busy she is, Song Qian will find an excuse to go around in this A-shaped area every period of time, and every time she walks through the 138th Cave Mansion, she will take a second look, but there has never been a sign of opening, and she can't help but be a little disappointed.

"Are you still in retreat?" Song Jiamei's eyes flashed with a hint of loss, and she quickly returned to normal and strode away.

Since that day, Song Jia has gradually had Chen Fan's figure in her heart, and every time she cultivates, Chen Fan's figure will always appear in her mind, gradually occupying her heart, and at the same time, she has faintly become her inner demon.

And in Chen Fan's cave mansion, a man and a woman stood in front of Chen Fan, who had passed out, and kept arguing about something, but the eyes that looked at Chen Fan contained love and heartache.

In the past four years, Chen Fan's face would turn red every once in a while, his breathing would become short, and his expression would become very painful, and at this time, no matter whether the two were still arguing or not, he would always stop and send some mana into Chen Fan's body to sort out his muscles and veins.

This time, the flush finally receded, and Chen Fan's face gradually returned to normal.

"Qianji Sect, Qianji Daoist, you want to live, kill my son Chen Fan at all costs, today the old lady said that you will come for a while, you are a god who claims to be able to change your life against the sky!" The woman standing on the left spoke slowly, her tone full of murder.

Dressed in plain white clothes, with a light makeup painted on her beautiful face, her temperament is like a fairy, like a fairy, absolutely beautiful! She is Chen Fan's mother, Tang Siqi!

"Siqi, don't come nonsense. It's going to be fine, this kind of red time is getting longer and longer, and it is estimated that in a few years, it shouldn't be like this!" Chen Haojie slowly spoke, and stopped Tang Siqi, who wanted to find trouble.

"But Fan'er has suffered such a big crime, I can't ignore it!" Tang Siqi's eyes turned red, and with tears in his eyes, he pointed to Chen Fan, who was still in a coma, and said with a trembling mouth.

"Forbearance, do you remember what my master said, if he doesn't die, the Ninety-Five Venerable will have to bow his head when he sees him in the future! Chen Haojie breathed a sigh of relief and spoke ruthlessly.

"Master, Master, that bull-nosed old Taoist will brag, and say that we were born a pair, and the child is designated to be extraordinary, but he entered the world with the body of heaven's damnation! How do you ask me to believe him, and name him Chen Fan, so that Fan'er is ordinary?" Tang Siqi burst into tears, pointed at Chen Fan, and looked at Chen Haojie with a heartache.

"Siqi, don't say it, he's your father!" Chen Haojie took a deep breath, still didn't open his eyes.

"Okay, if you don't want to go to me, I'll see who can stop me!" Tang Siqi nodded, and his whole body suddenly burst out.

"No!" Chen Haojie opened his eyes violently,Pulled Tang Siqi, who wanted to leave, into his arms,Hug it tightly。

"It's just a clown who jumps off the beam, let Fan'er solve it himself, if he doesn't experience more wind and rain, how can he really travel for nine days. Chen Haojie suppressed the anger in his heart,Comforting。

......

The Autumn Alliance and the Autumn Dream Alliance have been at war for six years, and after the Donglin Mountains have changed hands several times, the two sides have gradually become a tug-of-war.

The Donglin Mountains, which were originally green, gradually became potholed and bare, and the ground became a little charred.

Just fighting along the Donglin Mountain Range, every day, you can see the formation giants controlled by several disciples of the Autumn Dream Sect wreaking havoc among the crowd of the opposing monks.

And this is only daytime, at night, the battlefield becomes a world of ghost corpses, and every evening begins, a ghost corpse rushes up from the other side, and launches a fierce impact on the Autumn Dream coalition army.

During the day, almost all the monks of the Autumn Dream Alliance Army on the battlefield dared to operate on the battlefield. At night, almost only the monks of the Autumn League were seen.

Such a strange war has been in the making for a year.