The red eyes in the fighting skills hall gathered together with Yingxuan and the others hugging each other tightly in the center of the ring. The originally lively and passionate atmosphere quietly became dull, with a sour smell.
"Bastard, remember it for me." Ying Zhi in the audience clenched his fists tightly with his hands, and his eyes were red at the "shameless" men and women on the stage, as if they could bleeding. In fact, Ying Zhi and Xinye had no major communication, but because of the latter's beauty and the identity represented behind him, Ying Zhi had an inexplicable favor for him. How could the girl he liked was held in his arms by others?
But the "Xingxuan" on the stage didn't care about the gaze below. At the same time, a pair of erotic hands kept wandering down the waist of "Xinye".
Suddenly, Yingxuan only felt his hands grabbing a pair of soft places.
"ah."
Xinye moaned in a daze.
Suddenly, this unintentional moan pulled Xinye back from the confused state of mind.
"Ah, I...why can I...?"
As soon as I woke up, I was gently kissed by a man who was both familiar and strange. The key was that my underwear was constantly kneaded by a pair of erotic hands. The sound was numb and I couldn't lift the slightest bit of energy, and the shyness in my heart suddenly flashed.
A flash of blush appeared on his face.
He immediately raised the force that came out of nowhere, and pushed his hands heavily on Yingxuan's shoulders. His eyebrows were raised, and his palms were imprinted mercilessly on Yingxuan's face.
"Bang."
Yingxuan, who was also confused, was brought out by this slap. As soon as he woke up, he found Xinye looking at him with tears in his eyes. The tears of tears rolled in his eyes, and his eyebrows frowned. No matter how he looked, he looked like a weak girl who was violated by the strange uncle.
A scorching pain came from his face, and Yingxuan was confused by the monk Zhang Er. Then he said innocently: "What happened? Why are you hitting me?"
Hearing this, Xinye's anger increased a lot. His red eyes looked at Yingxuan without saying a word.
Seeing Yingxuan who made a profit and pretended to be amnesia, Yingyue'er, who was watching with relish, stood up for Xinye and said, "Brother, you can't be like this. We have seen Sister Xinye's innocence. You even asked us what happened. Hurry up and find time to help you hold a wedding."
"What? I took her innocence? When did it happen?" Yingxuan really didn't know what had just happened. He suddenly felt dizzy in his head. When he woke up, he only knew that he had been thrown into his face.
When Xinye heard Yingyue'er say she wanted to ask Yinghuang to hold a wedding, she turned red again. Then she glared at Yingyue'er who was talking aloofly, then pushed away the "unknown" Yingxuan and ran towards her room. In the fighting skills hall, the fairy sword that was tightly wrapped with the Spiritual Sword was also silently sent away the Spiritual Sword. With a "swoosh", it disappeared into the void. Looking at the Spiritual Sword that had no entangled object, she reluctantly returned to Yingxuan's back.
Seeing that the heroine ran away, the juniors of the Shadow Clan were immediately distracted, and then they all dispersed one after another.
Yingxuan suddenly remembered that he seemed to be knocked out by the light ball emitted by the Spiritual Cultivation Sword. It must be the trouble that this old man Gu Ling was causing.
Immediately, Yingxuan ran back to the room silently. He felt a sound behind him chasing him, which scared Yingxuan into a cold sweat.
"Brother, let me tell you about it when I go to Dad. Our family will be able to hold a wedding soon."
"Nizi, you're talking nonsense. I'm definitely not taking you out to play next time."
Looking at Yingxuan's serious little face, Yingyue'er knew that Yingxuan was not a joke this time. Then she immediately covered her mouth and walked towards her room as if nothing had happened.
Looking at his volatile sister, Yingxuan couldn't help but roll his eyes. Then, he ignored Ying Yue'er and immediately ran towards his room. He wanted to figure out what was going on just now, otherwise he would be controlled by others inexplicably in the future, and he didn't know what happened when he woke up.
"Stinky old man, come out for me."
As soon as he entered the room, Yingxuan took off the spiritual cultivation sword from behind, threw it on the bed and spoke angrily.
But the Gu Ling, who usually responded when she screamed, was like a turtle with her head. No matter how Yingxuan scolded her, she was just a turtle.
"Haha, little guy. Stop pushing Xiaoling, he didn't know about that just now."
Just as Yingxuan cursed, an old laughter came from the void, and then the purple jade pendant on Yingxuan's chest began to flash with a rich purple light again. An illusory figure slowly emerged from Yingxuan.
"Teacher, why are you here?" Seeing the appearance of the figure, Yingxuan immediately knelt down. This was not out of courtesy, but a kind of pressure from the blood, which forced Yingxuan down. The feeling of kneeling when meeting was only in the cave of the ancient road last time.
"Haha, you have forgotten that I still have the remnant soul, and I have left it in your jade pendant. Thank you this time, I have fulfilled a promise from many years ago with your body." The illusory young man stood with his backhand and smiled faintly.
"Oh? Promise? Or did it be done with my body?" Yingxuan felt that what the ancient Taoist said was a fantasy.
"Well, let's not talk about these useless things. I still have some time to come out this time. Judging from the color of your spiritual power, you should have just broken through. You should have practiced the full version of the Phantom Art."
"Well, teacher. This complete phantom technique is indeed different. I can feel that I can travel through nothingness now." Looking at the gradually dissipating blood pressure, Yingxuan slowly stood up and said proudly.
"Haha, it's still a little early for you to travel through nothingness, but you probably haven't felt the true mystery of this complete phantom Technique. You know your mental state now, go and see what changes your spiritual crystal have." The young man still smiled indifferently.
"My spirit crystal? What changes can it change?"
"Haha, just go and have a look."
Upon hearing this, Yingxuan stopped asking more questions, immediately climbed onto the bed, sinking his energy into the Dantian, and returning to the state of mind. The first thing Yingxuan did when he returned to the state of mind was to mobilize his spiritual power to pass the route of the Phantom Technique well and stabilize the structure of the meridians in his body.
The strong spiritual power slowly flowed behind Yingxuan, clearing some of the not-so-blocking energy left when the veins were just opened.
Soon, Yingxuan gathered spiritual power and came to the place where the spiritual crystal existed, the source of spiritual power.
However, Yingxuan was shocked by everything in front of him. Because just an hour ago, the sound crystal that was safe and sound suddenly turned into two pieces of spirit crystals, floating there quietly, everything seemed to be very comfortable.