"Well, after receiving such a great opportunity from you, I still have to give you something back."
Yan Wulu said.
He absorbed the inner strength of one hand and took out a square brocade box from the Najie, which was about the size of the palm of his hand. When he opened the brocade box, a burst of fresh medicinal fragrance filled the whole room.
It was an elixir with a greenish-gold color all over its body, and a faint lingering light.
It was the eighth-grade elixir that was obtained from Yao Zhihong, the "Poisonous Hell King" of Yaowang Valley - [Qianyuan Qingjing Dan].
This elixir is claimed to be able to relieve all negative effects on the person who takes it.
Whether it is a severe poison in the body, a rejection within the body, or even a demonic curse, this elixir can be used to remove it.
But... except for the poison.
The flame poison is so special that it actually looks like poison but is not poisonous, and is even weirder than the curse of the demons.
It is said that Yao Zhihong once had two [Qianyuan Qingjing Pills], and he took one after he was poisoned by inflammation.
Hmm...but it didn't have any effect.
However, as an eighth-grade elixir, [Qianyuan Qingjing Dan] itself is still extremely effective.
Yan Wulu himself was a little reluctant to part with it.
But after thinking about it, if the "Nine Phoenix Spiritual Sutra" in this world can permanently help warriors to soar in strength and achieve a substantial breakthrough, with almost no residual effects, if it comes to elixirs, I'm afraid it can be called the best.
It's a ninth-grade divine elixir.
Come to think of it, I still made some money myself.
Yan Wulu took out the [Qianyuan Qingjing Dan] with one hand and fed it into Yan Nangui's mouth.
The latter was unconscious and the pill did not enter his throat. Yan Wulu was slightly startled, and then...
...picked up the celadon wine jug on the table nearby and drank!
"Drink! Drink it for me!" Yan Wulu said fiercely, using a little force in his hands.
Sure enough, the effect is extraordinary.
Raise your hand slightly, water pours down from the sky.
Yan Wulu watched Yan Nangui's originally pale and papery complexion gradually improve, and nodded slightly with joy.
And at this time, Zhang Chunhua's voice suddenly came from outside the door——
"Mr. General Yan, the prince is bathing and washing in the house. It is not convenient to see you."
Yan Wulu was startled.
The next moment, the ancient wooden and paper screen door of the room was kicked open!
"Big nephew! Auntie, I miss you so much!"
A tall and handsome woman kicked in the door and entered.
The woman wears a brocade crown, an exquisite red and black flying fish suit, and a white jade beaded belt around her waist. On the other side of her waist hangs her pair of male and female double-stranded swords, which makes her look menacing.
She has an elegant and fair complexion, a little cinnabar beauty mark on her forehead, delicate eyebrows, and lips that look like blood. She is incredibly beautiful.
He is extremely tall, about seven feet tall, no shorter than an average man.
She has excellent proportions, is tall and has long legs. The right leg that kicked in from the door is slightly raised at this moment, making her look slender, well-proportioned and beautiful.
She looked around the hazy room, her eyes squinting with an inexplicable feeling, and she said directly——
"...Hurry up, aunt, and let me see what you look like now? You shouldn't look like Yan Dong, right?"
After Yan Weiyu kicked open the door.
While talking, he kept exploring where Yan Wulu, who was taking a bath, was hiding?
She herself has always been informal, and her interactions with Yan Wulu were even more unscrupulous.
Yan Weiyu originally planned to come in suddenly and make Yan Wulu, who was bathing and washing, feel blushing and embarrassed.
But who knows...
For Yan Weiyu at this moment, what caught his eye was Yan Wulu holding up a celadon flask high in the white water vapor and pouring the wine down. All the water fell into the mouth of a beautiful woman.
A colorful atmosphere full of love and desire.
Yan Weiyu froze on the spot.
From her point of view, both Yan Wulu and Yan Wulu were naked at the moment...
She was a little stunned.
It seems that the person who is blushing and embarrassed has become himself.
"No... I didn't expect that after not seeing each other for more than ten years, my eldest nephew has grown so big now. It's so fun to play."
"...This woman is not bad, very smooth."
Yan Weiyu's smile was a little stiff, and her words were equally stiff.
No matter how informal she was, at this moment she was stunned by the scene in front of her.
Yan Wulu's face changed rapidly, and he said urgently: "Little...little aunt...don't think wrongly!"
"He's a man!"
As Yan Wulu spoke, he seemed to turn Yan Nan around, with his chest facing Yan Weiyu.
Yan Weiyu's smile is no longer as simple as a stiff smile at this moment...
But the smile completely solidified!
Just like the rocks in a volcano crater.
"I didn't...I didn't expect that my eldest nephew...now...is playing with men..."
While speaking, Yan Weiyu swallowed.
She immediately stretched out her hands from left to right and closed the two doors she had kicked open with her own feet.
"Haha, I won't bother you."
"I'm leaving first!"
"Eldest nephew, please pay attention to your health. You are the only child of the Yan family. You cannot let your father Yan Dong know about this."
Yan Weiyu's reminder came from outside the door.
Then there was a burst of footsteps leaving quickly.
Yan Wulu froze in the big wooden bathtub. The unconscious Yan Nanhui next to him kept leaning over. His face was stiff... He really wanted to slap Yan Nanhui to death.
...Pinch the cat!
…
…
evening.
Yan Weiyu, the head of Jinling Yan Mansion, actually completed the task of eliminating demons in Dongting Lake not long ago.
She had already replied to the letter, claiming that she would return to Jinling in the next few days.
But he didn't expect that as soon as Yan Weiyu came back, he would encounter Yan Wulu's astonishing scene...
In the hall of Yan Mansion.
After several explanations, Yan Wulu finally clarified the misunderstanding.
At this moment, Yan Weiyu had changed out of his exquisite and gorgeous red and black Feiyu uniform and was wearing a more capable and comfortable martial arts uniform.
She was sitting on the main seat on the left, still looking so heroic and beautiful, but she no longer seemed overbearing, instead she felt inexplicably friendly.
After hearing what Yan Wulu said, Yan Weiyu nodded slightly.
"So, that's it."
As Yan Weiyu spoke, he stared at Yan Wulu who was sitting on the right side of the main seat. Suddenly the conversation changed and he said: "...by the way, nephew, you are getting better and better as you grow older."
As Yan Weiyu said that, he actually reached out and pinched Yan Wulu's face with his fair and beautiful right hand, and continued -
"...I remember when you were a child, you were still a fat boy. How come you have become a handsome guy now?"
When Yan Wulu heard this, he was quite speechless for a moment, and there seemed to be a black line appearing on his forehead...
Yan Wulu doesn't like to be pinched by other women, even if it's a top beauty like Yan Weiyu in front of him, he doesn't want to.
Because, under such actions, Yan Wulu felt a little weak.
But at this moment, he still allowed Yan Weiyu's hands to move without making any move to stop him.
...Because, I can't beat Yan Weiyu.
Yan Weiyu is an eighth-level warrior in the realm of Dzogchen. In Jinling City, apart from Cao Xi, the governor of Dongchang, the most powerful person on the surface is Yan Weiyu, the commander-in-chief of the Demon Suppression Department.
Zhang Chunhua, who was standing next to Yan Wulu, saw this for a moment, his eyes widened secretly, and anger surged in his heart...
Originally, Zhang Chunhua was secretly happy just now because Yan Nangui had nothing to do with Yan Wulu, but at this moment...he had an inexplicable feeling of "his wife is currently guilty".
"Ahem, my little aunt has probably pinched enough. Let's get down to business first." Yan Wulu pretended to cough and said seriously.
When Yan Weiyu heard this, he also took back his hand angrily.
She looked at her slender and beautiful fingers, feeling quite unfinished...
Yan Wulu directly analyzed the situation and said -
"Now, the King of Jin is assassinated at the 'Jinling Poetry Society'. This incident will definitely alarm the imperial court. If the King of Jin continues to fan the flames and add fuel to the flames, there may be a city-wide martial law and house-to-house searches. Who knows what we are doing?
How should we protect this wild goose from returning to the south?"
"Um?"
Hearing this, Yan Weiyu responded with an inexplicable tone of surprise, turned to look at Yan Wulu, and said calmly——
"...My eldest nephew, haven't you already obtained the 'Inner Power Wedding Clothes' from the Nine Phoenix Spiritual Sutra? Then, this Yan Nangui is nothing more than a useless person now. He can just kill him and leave his corpse."
"...Is it possible to keep it in your hand so that when King Jin finds out, he will punish us for assassinating the king and killing him?"
Yan Weiyu spoke calmly and indifferently.
Yannangui's life is like a piece of grass in her eyes.
Yan Wulu was speechless for a moment...
I sighed in my heart, as expected, she is indeed my father's adopted sister, and her actions are quite Yan Dong's style.
"After all, it's a bit unkind for Wu Lu to kill someone after receiving such a great favor, right?"
Yan Wulu responded.
Yan Weiyu thought for a while and chuckled, "Okay. Since you want to save my eldest nephew, then let him stay in Yan's house, put back into men's clothes, and just don't go out as much."
Yan Wulu thought it was feasible.
But he still added to Yan Weiyu -
"Look, little aunt, if we don't take the time to move Yan Nangui to a safe place that has nothing to do with the Yan Mansion, if King Jin really finds out, we can have enough time and opportunity to clear up the relationship and clean up the relationship.
Clear yourself of suspicion."
"Need not."
Yan Weiyu said calmly, "... Yan Mansion is the safest place in Jinling City."
"...With me here, who dares to covet the Yan Mansion?"
When Yan Wulu heard this, he felt enlightened.
"As expected of my little aunt, I must be sure that even when my father comes, I will give you three points, my little aunt."
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Yan Weiyu laughed when she heard this. She liked to hear others praise her for being better than Yan Dong.
But most people praise her and always say that she is worthy of being Yan Dong's adopted sister...
This made Yan Weiyu very disgusted.
"...Sure enough, the eldest nephew is the one who wins my heart the most!"
As Yan Weiyu said that, he stood up straight, crossed the long eucalyptus, and came to Yan Wulu. He pinched Yan Wulu's cheeks with both hands and kept rubbing them. It felt like an LSP smearing around...
Yan Wulu's inner anger immediately surged up!
You Yan Weiyu, I call you little aunt, but you dare to push yourself even further!
Yan Wulu said directly and aggressively——
"Little aunt! If you pinch my face again, I will..."
Yan Wulu said, but the [Tianling Root] in his body suddenly sensed Yan Weiyu's unfathomable internal strength, and his momentum suddenly weakened by eight points, "...I, I also want to squeeze
It’s yours!”
"Um?"
When Yan Weiyu heard this, he still refused to let go. Instead, he moved closer and said, "Okay, you can squeeze it."
Yan Wulu was in a dilemma for a while...
And at this moment, Zhang Chunhua, who had always been by Yan Wulu's side, finally opened his mouth to come to Yan Wulu's rescue——
"Mr. General Yan, the prince has just accepted the inner power inheritance of the "Nine Phoenix Spiritual Sutra" and has already begun to condense his inner elixirs and achieve breakthroughs. I hope you will not delay the best opportunity for the prince to make a breakthrough."
Zhang Chunhua spoke politely, neither humble nor overbearing.
Her current status is really special... She has transformed from a maid and a secret guard to a first-level master at the level of the crown prince's concubine.
But it is definitely not as noble as Yan Weiyu's status. Calling him "Sir" is extremely humble and appropriate.
Yan Weiyu didn't care about Zhang Chunhua's inner and outer meaning of telling him to stay away from Yan Wulu...
She looked at Yan Wulu and her consciousness moved slightly, "We are indeed about to break through."
Yan Weiyu said, and now he let go of his "mopping" hands, "Okay, then let me, my little aunt, help my eldest nephew absorb and guide this internal force. Maybe you can get twice the result with half the effort and break through to the fifth level warrior in one fell swoop.
Woolen cloth."
"ah?"
Yan Wulu knew that the breakthrough from the third-level warrior to the fourth-level warrior was extraordinary, not to mention that there was an internal force from others in his body.
Although the "Nine Phoenix Spiritual Sutra" is extremely special, it is not my own after all.
At this time, if there are other strong people on the side to guide you with your inner strength, you will naturally get twice the result with half the effort.
But when he thought of Yan Weiyu's personality and his unscrupulous attitude towards him, Yan Wulu felt a little uncomfortable, "... Wulu thanked my aunt for her kindness, but Chunhua can just help me with this kind of trivial matter."
"Chunhua, I'm just a sixth-level warrior. How can I know more than my little aunt?"
As Yan Weiyu said this, he seemed to be wiping his hands secretly and taking a sip of saliva.
She waved for Zhang Chunhua to leave, walked around behind Yan Wulu, and continued to rub her hands with a smile as she approached -
"Eldest nephew, you can just leave it to me! Hehehehe..."
Yan Wulu vaguely remembered that when he first met Jiang Yueling in the wedding room, he had rubbed his hands and approached...
Zhang Chunhua was about to speak but stopped talking.
Finally, he looked at Yan Wulu and listened to the other party's opinion.
The latter also gave up the struggle and signaled Zhang Chunhua to retreat temporarily.
Zhang Chunhua slightly cupped his hands and left the room.
…
Inside the room.
I just heard a sound coming out——
"Little aunt, please, please be gentle."
"Don't worry, eldest nephew. Leave it to me."
"Ah, it hurts..."
"Be patient, the pain will stop soon, and maybe it will feel very comfortable, hehehehe..."
"Huh, it seems like I feel a lot more comfortable after getting used to it."
"Haha, little aunt, I didn't lie to you. There will be something more exciting next!"
"Ah, little aunt, please slow down, slow down, slow down..."
…
In the inner room of the hall.
Behind the curtain, the majestic internal force formed an existence aura that was as real as substance.
In this inner energy field, Yan Wulu and Yan Weiyu sat opposite each other, with their palms facing each other.
In Yan Wulu's body, the mellow internal force from the "Nine Phoenix Spiritual Sutra", under the collaborative guidance of Yan Weiyu, continuously washed Yan Wulu's eight extraordinary meridians, and finally converged in the Dantian cyclone.
The azure-gold inner force cyclone gradually changed, and some solid particles appeared vaguely.
Yan Wulu had sweat breaking out on his forehead.
At this moment, the initial stage has been passed. Before, Yan Wulu still had the leisure to let Yan Weiyu guide his inner strength to be gentle and slow.
But now, at the critical moment, he had put all his energy and consciousness on condensing the inner elixir, and no longer had any extra energy or mood to talk to Yan Weiyu.
Yan Weiyu suddenly opened her eyes. She also changed from her previous squinty and immoral look.
She carefully studied Yan Wulu's face and felt that there should be no problem.
"It's still a little short of heat."
Yan Weiyu murmured to himself, "...then, little aunt, let me help you again."
