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Chapter 515 The Wind Doesn't Dry

The bright moon was in the sky, and the clouds were thin. Liu Qiankun and the two beauties stood on the top of the Arctic Peak, admiring the moon and talking at night. They could not tell endless love words, and could not tell all the deep feelings. They could only sigh, the shadow of the moon was miserable, and the years passed without leaving a trace.

Three thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye. Drinking the blood wine has no effect anymore. There is still one step away from the perfection of the power of the last law. Liu Qiankun knows that this step seems to be separated by tens of thousands of mountains and a vast chasm.

, simply let go of your arms and always be with the beauty, enjoying your own freedom.

In the Sumeru Room, the bright moon was covered by a cloud, with only a halo of light showing around the edge. I don’t know why, since three thousand years ago, after the girl’s request was buried again in the Ice Xuan Evil Cave, the entire Far North

The coldness of the ice field has also faded a lot. Perhaps when the divine sword is born again, it will be more powerful than before.

"Qiankun, how about we, a family of four, go to your hometown to live in seclusion after you finish your business in the God Realm?" Chu Li touched her slightly bulging belly, her eyes full of tenderness.

"Okay! The day when the moon and clouds disappear is the time for you and me to return to our hometown." Liu Qiankun gently held the shoulders of the two beauties beside him, looking at the halo covered by thin clouds.

I felt something in my heart, and pulled the two women's bodies closer to my arms.

Han Xiaoling's big eyes flickered as she looked at Chu Li's belly. She couldn't help but feel a little envious. She touched her flat belly again and frowned. Ever since she got along with Liu Qiankun that day, she found that

A wonderful thing happened. As long as the pure yang thing he took into his body was refined, it could be transformed into extremely pure divine energy. Han Xiaoling was very strong, unlike Chu Li who was as tender as water.

, she wanted to accompany Ai Lang with her strongest posture. While using pure Yang objects to quickly improve her cultivation, she felt a trace of regret in her heart.

Looking at the happy look of Chu Li stroking the baby in her belly, Han Xiaoling felt a touch of bitterness in her heart, and took advantage of the opportunity of leaning half against Ai Lang's side to gently twist her buttocks between his legs and crotch.

Liu Qiankun only felt a numbness, and looked at Han Xiaoling's face in surprise, only to see a pair of silky eyes looking at him, and he cursed in his heart: How come this bitch doesn't seem to be fed enough?

, seeing you being executed right away by this man... I was so happy that I lowered my head and whispered something into Chu Li's ear. I saw a cloud of clouds on the pretty face of the beautiful woman in my arms, which was so bright and beautiful.

He laughed twice, picked up a pair of beauties and flew away in the air. It was inevitable that they would enjoy the blessing of being together tonight.

There is a saying that the clouds, rain and moon in Wushan are like hooks, and the queen of the universe is busy creating gods... Even the bright moon in the sky can't help but quietly poke its head out, peeking at the heated battle of creating gods on the gums.

At the moment when the battle was coming to an end, Liu Qiankun seemed to feel something. Two bright lights shot out from his eyes, and lava erupted. A desire that he had not felt for a long time actually arose in his heart. At this moment, time

Still, frozen in an extremely subtle moment.

"Tomorrow, I will go back to Qingdao Immortal Mansion with Xiaotian." Liu Qiankun leaned on the head of the bed, gently stroking the waterfall-like long hair of the two girls with his fingers. He had already decided.

"Hmm!" The two girls made a nasal sound at the same time, using their fingertips to draw circles on his glorious chest. They had known that there would be such a day, and the results of thousands of years of practice would finally be revealed.

At that time, my heart felt calm.

"Xiao Tian and I will go, that's enough." Liu Qiankun said lightly. He didn't need his woman's help, at least not in this kind of matter.

"Why?" Han Xiaoling raised her head suddenly, and two dots of water mist suddenly flashed in her beautiful eyes. She never expected that Liu Qiankun would make such a decision at the last moment, and she felt a wave of pain in her heart after practicing hard for thousands of years.

Lost.

"It's very simple, because you are all my women, and the things a man carries should not be related to you." Liu Qiankun's voice was very calm and firm.

For no other reason than because he is a man. Why should a woman get involved in what a man wants to do? This is also a kind of strong and unchanging love, and all the hard work of the Hongmeng God was in vain.

"No." Han Xiaoling was still stubborn, but tears slid down her cheeks unsatisfactoryly, dripping on her slowly rising and falling chest.

"Sister Ling'er, your husband is doing this for our sake. If we lose him, it will only increase our ties." Chu Li whispered to comfort Han Xiaoling, who had tears on his face, but couldn't help but shed tears himself.

Liu Qiankun glanced at Chu Li with admiration, and an evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "After the five methods are restored, no one in the God Realm will be your rival, except..."

Han Xiaoling looked at that handsome face with a melancholy expression, and asked urgently: "Except for what?" The last two words made the two women feel uneasy.

"Hahaha... In addition to bowing down under your pomegranate skirt." Liu Qiankun laughed loudly, and a pair of evil hands stretched out between the valley and the peaks.

The two women spat in unison, half pushing and half twisting their bodies, their raging passion began to rekindle, and the rumble of war drums was heard on their gums. The spring scenery filled the extremely cold place, and both snow lotus dews were stained.

In order to make the two girls feel at ease, Liu Qiankun lied. He had not perfected the power of the last law, but he did not want to wait any longer. This battle was inevitable. Instead of wasting time, it would be better to fight hard. Look,

Let’s see what the statues of Suncheon Shrine are capable of.

The next morning, Liu Qiankun bid farewell to Wenrou Township early and flew to the newly built ice tomb at the foot of the mountain. Two figures flashed out of the ice palace not far away and landed directly on Liu Qiankun's shoulders. It was Tian Shi.

Together with the three-legged Golden Crow Emperor, these two little guys are quite well-behaved. They moved to live in this ice palace voluntarily in order not to disturb their master. Now that they see Liu Qiankun coming, why don't they pounce on them?

"Girl, come out!" Liu Qiankun stretched out his palm and flicked it towards the ice tomb. He heard a cracking sound, the huge ice tomb was divided into two, and the dazzling Qingming Sword floated out.

, it just fell into his palm, but the weight of the sword body could not be felt at all, it was as light as a goose feather.

Liu Qiankun stood with his sword in hand, raised his head and shouted towards the majestic divine peak: "Brother Xiaotian, are you still not leaving your gentle hometown?" His voice was high and loud, like the dragon's roar rising into the sky.

Before he finished speaking, he heard Hong Xiaotian's magnetic voice behind him: "It is not the behavior of a gentleman to disturb someone's dream."

Turning his head, he saw Hong Xiaotian looking at him with a smile on his back with the Xiaoxiao Sword on his back. The sharp-eyed sky-eating silver fox suddenly let out a strange cry: "Wow! This guy is also a sneaky guy who eats without wiping his mouth." After shouting, he stretched out his hand.

He stretched out a furry paw and tapped Hong Xiaotian's neck.

Liu Qiankun took a quick look and saw a faint lip mark under the neck of the normally serious Hong Xiaotian...

(Second update, please give me a guaranteed gold medal on Children’s Day. Some brothers, don’t keep them, just throw them all over!)


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