"Could it be a coincidence?" Lin Qing asked himself.

The four gods of the gods raised the mud pill palace, and now the spirit immortals on the list are not as good as the tens of thousands of names on the list, and this spirit array is more like a set up for him to help him seal the spirit.

The list of gods was renamed the list of gods, and the conditions for being on the list were not limited to the gods of the east, all the gods of the east and the west were on the list in the Xuanhuang universe, even if they were Gu immortals who jumped out of yin and yang and were not in the five elements, they were bound by the spirit list.

The Feng Ling Bang seems to be a heavenly court, all immortals can't escape their fate, and they all have to be restrained by the spirit whip, Lin Qing is like the Supreme of the Three Realms in a certain aspect, almost all the immortals have to be used by him.

After being reborn, every step fell into the calculations of the Dao Ancestor, and the Great Array of Spirits was naturally no exception, although Lin Qing was not happy in his heart, he was also relieved, since the Dao Ancestor was able to master everything in the Xuanhuang Universe, presumably in this plane war, victory was in sight.

Shaking his head to dispel the distracting thoughts in his mind, he continued to fuse the sea-like amount of information of the other four large arrays, and every time he mastered a large array, he became more and more sure of his guess in his heart, Dao Ancestor really deserved to be Dao Ancestor, and he knew everything by heart. The plane war that broke out soon after was counted.

Holding the copper bell in his hand, his heart was relaxed and relaxed, he finally relaxed, no longer so anxious, and the method of cracking all the variables in the death universe was all in the five great arrays.

The divine thought stayed on the immortal array, unable to move away for a long time, and the two big characters of immortal seemed to be embedded in his heart, making him uneasy for no reason. The final guarantee of the Immortal Xuanhuang Universe is too expensive, and he will never use it until the last moment.

Immortal!

The two big characters are always like maggots on the tarsal bones, embedded in his heart, and they have always made it impossible for him to completely raise his eyebrows.

Putting the copper bell into the five-color divine light path diagram, Lin Qing temporarily forgot his troubles, sighed, walked out of the triangular pavilion, and submerged into the peach forest, completely letting go of his mind and integrating with this fairyland peach source.

"With such a beautiful day, how can there be no beautiful woman to accompany him?" Lin Qing's heart moved, and he suddenly missed those fairies who were destined to be gorgeous for him.

It's been too long! It's been too long since I've seen those little beauties! I sighed in my heart, and the stunning faces of the fairy posture appeared in front of me like a marquee. These are all his women, or they are all the women he is destined to be.

"Summon the fairy Ji!" sighed lightly, he couldn't help but calculate, the fairy who appeared this time should be the third virgin Yang Chan who was like a girl next door.

"The summoning was successful...... Descending ...... 10.......9...... Eight ....... "Dao Ancestor's means cannot be blocked by a fallen universe, even if there are several spaces isolated, it cannot stop the arrival of Xianji.

The white light flashed, and a fairy shadow fell gently and softly like a falling flower.

The fairy, as before, is demure and delicate, with a hint of unique gentleness. On the face of the unparalleled face, it is still the first time to see the youth, time can not leave traces between the corners of his eyebrows, 50,000 years is just like a moment, the fairy is still the fairy, soft and weak, elegant and warm.

"Fortunately! Fortunately!" The moment Xian Ji came, Lin Qing's heart was almost shattered, and he almost lost all his thoughts. I haven't seen him for 50,000 years, according to legend, the third virgin Yang Chan has married a nerd Liu Yanchang, and her son Agarwood has become a fairy god, so I'm still happy?

Now I can see the green face of the three virgins as before, obviously she is still a girl who has not left the pavilion, and her broken heart is glued together, and she greets her with a radiant face.

Using his supernatural powers, he restored Hou Yi's face, and secretly pointed out a finger, and the space fluctuated violently invisibly, Yang Chan's immortal posture was in the dust, and a huge force was born, gently and softly pushed on her abdomen, one stood unsteadily, and when he got on the squeak, he fell on his back.

"Chan'er!" An affectionate exclamation sounded, extremely gentle, Yang Chan only felt that her waist was tight, and her delicate body fell into a pair of powerful arms, and when she raised her head, a majestic and domineering but tender face suddenly appeared in her field of vision.

The sword eyebrows that flew obliquely into the sideburns, the resolute and majestic face, those eyes, deep like two black holes, swallowed everything, and the gaze could not escape, Yang Chan only felt that her heart was throbbing slightly, and the calm heart lake seemed to be thrown a stone, with slight ripples.

"It's you!" The bent moth eyebrows were lightly raised, Danfeng's eyes opened slightly, Yang Chan forgot where she was, her mouth was slightly open, her teeth were shining, and she was very surprised.

It turned out to be him! Secretly muttered, his eyes lowered his eyelids with a slightly shy, and a touch of flying light surged up his cheeks, blurring infinite shame. Secretly glanced at Lin Qing's resolute face, and fled like a frightened rabbit, kicking and beating in his heart, as if there was an invisible big hand, quietly tugging at the heartstrings.

He's still so good-looking!

With a sigh in his heart, the fairy mantis lowered its head, and unconsciously squeezed into Lin Qing's arms, her cheeks were hot, like fire, sealing the memory of 50,000 years, and she woke up in an instant.

Yang Chan and Erlang God Yang Jian depend on each other, growing up with Guan Jiangkou since childhood, except for his brother Yang Jian, the only men he can see are the Seven Monsters of Meishan and the Three Thousand Grass Heads God. Since Yang Jian disappeared inexplicably one day, Guan Jiangkou was sealed by an invisible force, and Yang Chan, who finally reached the age of leaving the pavilion, lost the opportunity to go out, so she was so bitterly sealed in the cave.

Until one day, a mysterious force appeared, and actually helped him escape from the cave and come to a very desolate place, when he was at a loss, a man suddenly broke into his side, and patted his chest and called himself the Houyi Dawu she admired the most. Since then, in her heart, she has unconsciously imprinted a very faint mark.

Since Yang Chan was sent back by the mysterious power, after 50,000 years of polishing, it has long disappeared, and now the seal of the Guanjiangkou has been lifted, and he was once again sent to a strange place by this mysterious power, and in this strange place, he also saw the man who disturbed his heart.

"Ahh

"Chan'er!"

A gentle call made Yang Chan forget about her struggle, and she didn't know what it was like in her heart, how could she be, how could she be so light-hearted, a disciple! a scoundrel! A villain!

"How can you call me Chan'er?" Yang Chan panicked and struggled violently, but how could she break free from Lin Qing's hands with a mere god of war level cultivation.

"Chan'er!" Lin Qing smiled softly, brushing away the messy hair on Fairy Zixiu's forehead.

"You ....... you don't call me Chan'er! You let go of me!" Yang Chan raised her head angrily, she was very aggrieved in her heart, she didn't understand, she didn't understand why she didn't hate this disciple so much, why there was still a faint joy in her heart? Could it be that I was a bad woman? She thought in horror.

Yang Chan shouted in her heart, the more intense the struggle, the more she couldn't break free left and right, she was in a hurry, and opened her mouth to bite Lin Qing's chest hard.

A trace of salty feeling poured into Xiukou, and Yang Chan was like a frightened rabbit, and let go of Xiukou in a hurry. It's blood, it's the smell of blood!

Moth's eyebrows frowned slightly, looking at the tooth marks on Lin Qing's chest that were still dripping blood with a complicated expression, and he was slightly unhappy in his heart, and wanted to apologize, but suddenly found that this wicked man's skin was so white!

How did she become like a little girl, white and tender! Yang Chanqiong snorted lightly. Suddenly, as if thinking of something, he fell into petrification, lowered his head in horror, and a "blue dragon" with teeth and claws came into view.

"Ahh

Rubbing the hot place on his face, Lin Qing instantly froze, why did you beat me? I am such a jade tree in the wind, graceful, handsome and chic, outstanding person, Chan'er, how do you do it? Is it really as the rumor says, beating is kissing and scolding is love? It must be!

"Chan'er! Chan'er!" was about to chase, but suddenly found that his lower body was cold, and he looked down in shock, only to find that he was naked, and Xiao Lin Qing was still showing his teeth and claws.

Gave himself a heavy slap, Lin Qing secretly screamed bad luck, Nima practiced and lost all her clothes! This time it's over! Chan'er will definitely not forgive me!

Although he was decadent in his heart, as an emperor, how could he give up for a little setback? Lin Qing decided to regain his confidence, and he used all the despicable and shameless tricks, and he was sure to take Yang Chan into the room.

As soon as his mind moved, a moire Xiuzhu robe wrapped around his body, Lin Qing howled miserably as if his father and mother had died: "Chan'er, you peeked at other people's bodies, you have to be responsible for others!" ()

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