Regardless of success or failure, Mrs. Fanghua has benefits. It must be said that this witch is also very calculating.
The current situation is beneficial to Yang Chen, so of course Yang Chen won't mind. Now that Mrs. Fanghua has completely surrendered, Yang Chen will of course focus on appeasing her.
"You take these things back and use them." Yang Chen took out all the Qiankun bags collected from dozens of masters and placed them in front of Mrs. Fanghua: "I only want the medicinal materials, and the rest belongs to you!"
Mrs. Fanghua watched Yang Chen take out all the trophies without hesitation, and ripples suddenly appeared in her beautiful eyes. Her heart was already attached to Yang Chen, but she still didn't understand that this was Ai Lang's intention. She was so happy
I almost screamed out in joy, but fortunately I had enough spiritual consciousness to prevent me from losing my temper on the spot.
Even so, Mrs. Fanghua still threw herself into Yang Chen's arms, enjoying the warmth of Yang Chen's arms and smelling the strong masculine scent on Yang Chen's body. She couldn't control herself. She just felt her heart floating in the air.
Gone with the wind, there is no happier little woman than myself in this world.
The magical sect's colorful spiritual method is indeed weird. It can actually affect love affairs. It can't be said that it is quite evil. Yang Chen has thoroughly enjoyed the unreserved love of Mrs. Fanghua.
It made him even feel a little embarrassed.
On the battlefield, there were corpses everywhere. Of course, such a place was a bit unsightly. Yang Chen took Mrs. Fanghua and left on the shuttle.
"Fanghua, your cultivation is growing too fast, will it have any impact?" Yang Chen worriedly asked the little woman who had been curled up in his arms and didn't want to leave, the elder of the Yin Yang Demon Sect. The world-famous elder
Mrs. Fanghua is now like a tame kitten, enjoying Yang Chen's caress comfortably and not wanting to leave Yang Chen's arms for a moment.
"It won't have much impact if I go into seclusion for a while after I go back." Mrs. Fanghua is currently immersed in her tryst with Ai Lang, and she can't care about her own cultivation.
The practice of the Demon Sect has its own uniqueness. Yang Chen cannot say that his way of practice is necessarily suitable for everyone. At this point, he can't help Mrs. Fanghua. Even if they are dual practitioners, the two of them can't seem to cooperate.
, Tao and demon are incompatible, not just in words and positions, but also in practice.
However, there is one thing that is beneficial to both parties. Yang Chen has just discovered this. Yang Chen will not be stingy at all towards his woman.
"Fanghua, when you and I have sex in the future, use your method to gather yang and replenish yin. You can suck in as much as you can. It will be good for both of us." Yang Chen lowered his head and ordered with a face filled with intoxication.
The woman in his arms can absorb his mixed spiritual power, and can also bring Yang Chen supreme physical enjoyment, killing two birds with one stone. Of course, he will continue to do so in the future.
"No, I won't harm you!" Madam Fanghua uncharacteristically shook her head like a rattle, disagreeing with her life and death. In the past, she wished she could cut Yang Chen into pieces immediately, but now she doesn't want Yang Chen to have any trouble.
Root hair loss.
"Be obedient. Be good!" Yang Chen tightened his arms, as if to warn the witch: "Believe me, it will be good for both of us."
Mrs. Fanghua is also an expert and smart person. She carefully considered Yang Chen's words. She seemed to understand something from Yang Chen's behavior after she absorbed the spiritual power. She finally stopped insisting and nodded happily. Just kidding.
, who wouldn’t be happy with such a good thing, hello to me, hello to everyone?
"Speaking of which, what is the difference between your Dzogchen realm and the Perfect realm?" Yang Chen is also very interested in Mrs. Fanghua's colorful spiritual method. Of course, his own woman must find a way to help.
She cannot be allowed to continue trudging along this imperfect path of cultivation.
"I don't know that few people practice this spiritual method." Mrs. Fanghua wished she could squeeze into Yang Chen's arms and become one with him, curling up into a ball, with her arms and legs wrapped around Yang Chen's arms.
He didn't want to be separated for a moment, so he replied drunkenly under this situation.
"It's probably nothing more than extinguishing love and sex." After Yang Chen thought about it carefully, he said slowly: "Kill me, and naturally you will have no worries, kill love and sex, and there will be nothing to worry about.
When it comes to you, no matter how strong your inner demon is, it won't have much impact on you."
As he said that, he patted Mrs. Fanghua's butt very unhappily: "How could you not know? Are you afraid that I will be angry when I find out?"
When Yang Chen revealed her thoughts, Mrs. Fanghua did not resist. She just followed Yang Chen's punishment and rubbed Yang Chen twice, acquiescing to Yang Chen's statement.
"I understand!" Yang Chen suddenly became energetic and his tone became much more exciting: "Fanghua, you don't have to regret it. It's okay not to have such a great perfection!"
"Sir, why is this?" Yang Chen said this, and Mrs. Fanghua was also curious. She raised her head and asked doubtfully. It is related to her own practice. Even if Mrs. Fanghua is influenced by spiritual magic and cares about Yang Chen, she will not
Can't help but be interested.
"Killing your lover means you will no longer be tied down by worldly affairs, but you will only become more decisive in everything and no longer have any worries." Yang Chen said quickly: "It seems to be resolute and determined, and to move forward indomitably, but there is nothing in my heart.
There is only one way to reach the end of hope. This kind of practice is sometimes very powerful, but in desperate moments, because there is no possibility of turning back, you can only die."
As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Fanghua couldn't help but fell into deep thought. She was the person with the most say in Wanyan Qianhong Lingfa, and Yang Chen's words could corroborate her practice.
"The situation is different when my lover is alive." Yang Chen paused for a while, and after Mrs. Fanghua digested what she had just said, he continued: "At any time, there is hope of reunion in my heart. As long as I have this in my heart
Hope is the greatest courage. It can enable you to overcome all the confusions in front of you. They are both extremely affectionate. One just remembers and misses her heart with despair, but the other wants to go through all the obstacles but hopes to meet again. Which one is better and which one is worse? You can weigh it yourself.
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Yang Chen's words actually refer to his experiences in his previous life. In his previous life, his master committed suicide. Although Yang Chen always had the idea of revenge in his heart, he always felt heartbroken when he thought of his master's death scene. The master did it for himself.
Damn it, this is so similar to the situation when Wanyanqianhonglingling kills his lover.
This life is completely different. At least in Yang Chen's heart, in order to make Master live a better life and to keep Master by his side, the energy he bursts out is far from as simple as the memory of the previous life. The hope of life and the hope of death.
Despair, that is a completely different state of mind...)
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