"What's it called? Uh~" Wang Fan asked knowingly, but his voice was weird and ferocious.

At this moment, a bolt of lightning illuminated the ground. Through the reflection of the opposite window glass, Lan Qing saw that the person lying on her back was not a person at all, but a monster with bright red eyes.

Lan Qing was startled, and turned her head to take a closer look, "Hmm~" But her lips were being pursed by Wang Fan, and even her voice was blocked from shouting.

Lan Qing was still struggling, but her lower abdomen was getting hotter and more agitated. The domineering "Long Yin Jue" began to tease the bottom line of Lan Qing's will over and over again. Gradually, Lan Qing's body slowly softened.

After coming down, the consciousness gradually drifted away, and all that was left was the instinctive desire...

I don't know how long it took, but when her consciousness returned to Lan Qing, she found that she had returned to the temple. She was lying on her back on the ground, with clothes under her body, and a bonfire that was still warm flickering not far away.

Wang Fan was lying on her body, his head resting on her shoulder and he fell asleep deeply, his stubborn hair brushing her face itchy.

Lan Qing stretched out her hand and found that the two people were actually superimposed on top of each other, and the lifeblood of Wang Fan's crotch was still piercing hard into her body.

"I, what's wrong with me?" Lan Qing's mind went blank. Although this kind of scene had appeared before, it was only in her mind and in her dreams. It could never be so real.

"I must be in a dream, I must be dreaming." She couldn't tell whether it was secret joy, pleasure or shame. Lan Qing quickly closed her eyes and used Qigong to meditate.

With a stroke of luck, I realized that I was very different from before. The veins were thick and more than twice as wide. Pure and vast Qi was flowing slowly, and the power contained in it was endless...

"Ah? Is this...is this a breakthrough? This is the legendary holy realm of martial arts?!" Lan Qing was surprised and happy. Improving the martial realm is the expectation and pursuit of all warriors, and the highest realm of holy realm, even more

It is the ultimate goal of warriors, which is to jump out of the level of ordinary warriors and advance to the legendary realm.

Although Lan Qing has reached the highest limit of ordinary warriors, she never thought that she would have the possibility to continue to advance, because she knew that from ordinary warriors to Tianyuan, although it was only one level, there was a huge gap in between.

It is as far away as the heaven and earth. Since ancient times, how many warriors have fallen into the eternal abyss below when crossing this chasm.

She slept like this all night, and before she knew it, Lan Qing had quietly crossed this seemingly insurmountable gap. How could she not be happy?

But Lan Qing also understands that if there is anyone who can bring her to this holy land, it is only Wang Fan and his domineering mentality. And to get all this, it means that she has completed the task for herself.

She couldn't bear her disciple Liu Xin's betrayal, she regretted it, and she felt ashamed.

Lan Qing held back her strength, clenched her fists and closed her eyes tightly. She didn't dare to look or listen. She didn't want to face this reality.

But things always go against expectations. The less you want to face something, the more unforgettable it becomes.

Perhaps it was because of the hot breath that Lan Qing breathed out that Wang Fan raised his hand and scratched his nose, but he didn't expect that this action would trigger the hard heat in Lan Qing's lower body, and the most sensitive part would constantly send out seductive fuses.

Lan Qing's instinctive desire was ignited again, burning, eroding Lan Qing's body and will, and finally rushed straight to Lan Qing's forehead.

"Hmm~" Although the two of them were just superimposed on top of each other without much relative movement, Lan Qing, who had just had sex for the first time, could no longer bear the stimulation. Her body spasmed, and a stream of heat poured into Wang Fan.

on the head of the stick.

What's even more annoying is that the hot rod that was awakened did not need to be controlled by its owner. It was licking and sucking the moisture given to it by Lan Qing without wasting any of it. In the end, Lan Qing's juice was sucked into Wang Fan bit by bit.

In the body of Lan Qing, not only that, it also started to greedily suck in Lan Qing's true energy through the portal opened by Lan Qing's cave.

As the continuous energy entered Wang Fan's body, Lan Qing could also peek into Wang Fan's body.

"Why is his Qi so jet black?" Lan Qing was shocked to find that this was usually a sign of being invaded by poison.

Following the pulse running automatically in Wang Fan's body, Lan Qing saw the reason clearly. "It turns out that you were really controlled by the poison, so you did things like hurting Yuhan and violating me. You just

You have lost your true nature, and your true nature has not changed. You are still the little gangster and pervert I know..."

Lan Qing opened her eyes happily and raised her hand to caress the hair of Wang Fan who was still sleeping.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? I almost misunderstood you..." Such a strong poison could never be formed in a day or two. During this period of time, Wang Fan must have suffered a lot.

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Lan Qing hugged Wang Fan tightly, buried her head in Wang Fan's messy hair, and breathed in Wang Fan's breath. "I will never let you be tortured again, and I will definitely help you get rid of the poison in your body."

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Lan Qing thought for a long time, then gently let go of Wang Fan in her arms, groped with her backhand on the monk's robe underneath her, and finally found a bag of silver needles that she always carried with her. Lan Qing pulled out a few thin needles.

A few needles were inserted into Wang Fan's head and the back of his neck. Wang Fan fell into a deeper sleep and became more dead.

Lan Qing made a decision that determined the fate of her life.

The bonfire that was about to go out was rekindled, and after adding more wood and fire, it started to "crackle" and burn even more vigorously.

Outside the small temple, there was still wind and rain, lightning and thunder, and the windows in the ruined temple were banged by the strong wind. But these no longer affected the thoughts of the two people in the main hall, and the place was still full of spring.

Two figures were reflected on the peeled-off temple wall. One was lying quietly like a piece of wood, and the other was sitting on it. Sometimes he would lean down and kiss passionately; sometimes he would straighten his body, sometimes slowly and sometimes urgently.

They were doing various exercises, and the pair of plump chests looked particularly tall under the reflection of the fire. They kept jumping and jumping with the movement... All the worldly things had been thrown far away.

From time to time in the hall came bursts of moans of pleasure, the laughter of silver bells, the sound of mumbling to oneself, the sound of bodies colliding; sometimes mixed with sobs, whispers, reluctant kisses...

At this moment, all the complex emotions in the world are concentrated in this hall, expressed with the most real, direct language and the most intense body movements. Unfortunately, only the old hall walls and broken windows are the audience, and they occasionally float into the hall.

The raindrops came and went through the motions.
Chapter completed!