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"Old immortal, I'm not completely without physical evidence." Feng Yuande laughed dryly and said, "There are two pairs of hair here, all of which belong to the Blood Angel Leader. Please help see if you can rely on this link to the Blood Angel Leader."

Feng Yuande was also very depressed. Wang Yan finally helped to catch a blood servant. The other party was extremely strong and committed suicide before he could interrogate.

"Two Blood servants?" the old fairy said with a slight squinted eyes, "You haven't started with their identities? Investigate their common relationship with each other!?"

"It would be great if it was that simple." Feng Yuande drank tea with a serious expression. "One of these two blood servants named Min Caiyun is a primary school teacher in a western city, and the other is Rong Sisi is a member of the northern female special police team. Before, the two were incompatible, and their relationship was a thousand miles apart. They were completely unrelated. There was no overlap in the relationship chart of the characters who had been tracing back ten years. There was no clue to the communication between them."

"It seems that the enemy is very cunning." The old fairy shook her head and said, "It's not like an ordinary superpower criminal, but it seems to be very good at avoiding the pursuit of the State and African Affairs Bureau."

"So I also think this matter is unusual." Feng Yuande said with some doubts, "But based on the information conveyed by the Holy See of Light, it pointed to the other party that they had just accidentally obtained the 'blood angel evil thing' and was eroded by the 'blood angel remaining energy'. Logically speaking, it was impossible for the other party to eliminate all kinds of traces so professionally."

"Since there are two blood servants' hair, it's better to forget it." The old fairy said lightly, "Since their lives have not had any intersection before, the only intersection is..."

"Blood Angel Leader!"

"No," the old fairy stroked her goatee's beard, "When you meet me, the leader of the Blood Angel must be doomed. Everything in the universe can trace the roots, see me to find her!" As he said that, he picked up two pairs of hair, muttered something in his mouth, and kept pinching his fingers.

...

Wang Yan smoked a cigarette in melancholy, all because he had practiced the "pure Yang magic skill". Once he got close to the woman, he would break the skill, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Of course, it is not a difficult thing to sing with a beautiful woman. I am afraid that if I get drunk, it will be bad if I get into trouble. Especially Wang Yan is still a little confused about the so-called closeness to women.

How can you be considered close to women? Holding hands, hugging, and kissing? The first two definitely don’t count, otherwise there will be problems when those girls touch them all over.

So, Wang Yan felt more and more uneasy when he thought about it. He took the excuse to go to the bathroom and called Uncle Pao. At least he had to figure out the specific concept of being close to women, right?

...

On the second floor of a separate courtyard in a city, it was already dark at around 8 o'clock, and there were bursts of violent breathing, moans, and a series of crisp "slap" collisions.

"Bang!"

After a violent impact, the man roared unwillingly... Then there was a series of excited and satisfied laughter from the woman: "Uncle Pao~ I'm old, it's not as good as I used to be back then, can't I do this soon?" There was an indescribable charm and temptation in his voice and expression, which was captivating.

"Who, who said I'm old? Who said I can't do it!" The man seemed a little embarrassed and angry, and said loudly, "Today I was just in a bad state, and the little horse was just stumbled."

"Oh, you're missing. Then do it again. Scream~" The woman covered her mouth and chuckled, and there was a hint of provocation in her charming and lazy laughter.

"Come on, I am a peerless master who has become a master of the 'Pure Yang Divine Art'. Are you afraid of you, a little witch?" Although the man's tone was quite powerful, he felt guilty no matter how he heard it.

"Haha~" the woman sneered, "I'm not too small. This time, this witch wants you to surrender within two minutes."

"Smack!"

Then there were a series of snaps.

Just when the sound of the slap became more and more violent, as if it was about to climb up to the violent storm, a crisp phone ringing ringing, followed by a voice recorded from a woman acting as a ringtone: "Cao Dapao, the phone is coming, the phone is coming. When answering the phone, you have considered it clearly for me. If you dare to answer the phone, you will cut you off."

The sound of the phone interrupted the "pa" sound.

"Wife, it must be very important for someone to call me at this time." Cao Dapao bounced his fingers out of breath, and the lights in the house lit up. He took off a black cloth covered in his eyes and threw the ping-pong mat on the table. "We will go back and play the game of sex, so we can't delay the main business."

"Cao Dapao, you are taking the opportunity to cheat." The woman held a ping-pong pat and unbuttoned her eye mask. Her figure was enchanting and hot, her legs were white and slender, her waist was straight, her chest was straight, and her simple pair of hot pants and a cotton T-shirt actually gave her a stunning and enchanting feeling.

Especially when I had sex with a lot of exercise just now, the sweat wet her hair and T-shirt, which added a bit of sexual temptation to her.

She raised her hand, and Cao Dapao's cell phone on the table was caught by an invisible hand and flew into her hand. As soon as she scanned the call, she snorted coldly and said, "So it's your baby apprentice." With a stroke of her hand, she hung up the phone without hesitation.

...

"Uh..." Wang Yan heard the sound of a busy voice, thinking to himself whether Uncle Pao and Aunt Pao were doing business? Is this a bit too early?

But you can't make a call, but it doesn't matter if you send a text message? When Uncle Pao finished his work, he would naturally reply. So, Wang Yan quickly edited a text message and sent it to him.

...

"Hmph, this kid is endless, right?" Concubine Linghu Yao was taking the phone, checking various discordant apps and deleting WeChat friends.

When he saw Wang Yan's message, he raised his eyebrows first, and then a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Hmph, I'll ask you to disturb our couple's happy time."

I compiled a message and quickly went back to the past.

Cao Dapao leaned over his head and looked at the content, and suddenly hissed in a cold sweat, saying, "My concubine, isn't this too cruel? You are his master's wife after all."

"What's the ruthlessness? I haven't settled the matter of killing my niece yet." Concubine Linghu Yao said coldly, "What's more, I'm just for his own good, so that he can focus on practicing the 'Pure Yang Divine Art' and think less about the messy things. Why, can't my master's wife teach him?"

"Teach, you can teach! Wife, teach as you like."

"This is still like a saying. Uncle Pao~ Let's play the game of sex again!"

"Call me husband!"

"Uncle Cannon~~"

"Soul, let me clean up... don't~ah!"

...

Wang Yan's face was ashes, and his hands holding his mobile phone were trembling. The content revealed by this information was really terrible. Before practicing the "Pure Yang Divine Art", normal xxoo was of course not possible. Wang Yan had already understood this. But what happened later was a bit incredible. What can't be with a man xxoo? I'll just let it go, right?

In addition, what does it mean to not be xxoo with monsters (including male monsters)? Does this need to be added with brackets and explained in addition?

Is Uncle Pao’s thinking too evil? This is a novel with a normal orientation, positive and healthy content, full of sunshine and positive energy.

The most terrifying thing is that not only can’t xxoo. Even watching the performances of Japanese teachers and decompression is not possible. You must make your mind as calm as water, your essence and energy are not leaking, and turn your essence and energy into pure yang!

Wang Yan only felt that his life seemed to be dark, as if it was gone. When he returned to the private room, Zeng Ling teased him again: "Handsome guy, I'm afraid of you. I've booked a room with ktv. Do you want to call you more girls?"

She was laughing on the surface, and she was smiling charmingly. She was also laughing in her heart, and she was smiling coldly. Boy, I see how long can you pretend to be? Tonight, the master will do you. I will drink some soup next to you.

Humph, but this kid is really handsome, with tender skin. No wonder even his master, who has always been proud and disdainful to men, is quite moved by him.

No, no, I have to persuade the master. It would be a pity for this kind of sunny and handsome man who is full of yang to suck it dry and suck it to death. It would be better to spend more time to turn him into a blood servant. Thinking of the excitement, the corners of her mouth slightly raised up.
Chapter completed!