[69 Book Bar - www.] Bishui Yao opened her eyes, but they were moist. She looked at Yang Quan, and their eyes met. Then she stood up and walked slowly towards Yang Quan. Yang Quan
With a faint smile and no words, he opened his arms. Bishui Yao's tears fell down at this moment. She rushed towards Yang Quan and this man finally opened his arms for her.
The delicate body exuding the aura of holiness threw herself into Yang Quan's arms. She hugged his waist tightly, while Yang Quan hugged her head, kissed her forehead, and then her face
Close to his chest and listen to his heartbeat.
The belated hug brought the two people's hearts closer, breaking through the window paper that separated them. Both of them were very happy. Bishui Yao cried silently, and the clouds opened up to see the moonlight. This was Yang Quan crying with joy.
Stroking her hair, feeling her tenderness, she listened to his heartbeat and felt his body temperature.
Bah! Yang Quan held Bishui Yao's cheek, lightly touched her forehead, and kissed her. She didn't refuse, but a blush suddenly appeared on her face. She let him control her, bit her lower lip lightly with her upper teeth, and her true feelings came from
His eyes showed that he seemed to be mentally prepared to wait for Yang Quan to pick it.
Yang Quan held her cheek with his left hand and stroked her hair with his right hand. He remembered the wise saying that stroking the hair of the opposite sex is to show his pleasure. However, Yang Quan understood that now was not the time, so he spoke softly.
: "Girl, I have just been promoted. Go back and familiarize yourself with the stable realm. The sword-sharpening competition is coming soon. I still have a lot of things to do. You go back and practice hard. After the sword-sharpening competition is over, I will find you again!"
"Yes!" Bishui Yao nodded very sensibly. She knew that the man in front of her was someone who did big things. He was very busy and had a lot of things waiting for him to do, so she understood and was very sensible. She stood on tiptoe.
He stood up on his toes, kissed Yang Quan's forehead gently, and said tenderly: "I'm waiting for you!"
After saying that, she turned around and ran away, going out.
The three words "I'm waiting for you" echoed in Yang Quan's ears, like a strong dose of medicine, making Yang Quan inexplicably excited. Yang Quan stretched out his hand and touched his forehead, the spot where Bishui Yao kissed him just now.
Teasing, Chi Guoguo's teasing, if it weren't for the wrong timing, Yang Quan would have wanted to directly knock him down and execute him on the spot.
An evil smile rose from the corner of Yang Quan's mouth. He smiled without saying a word, then raised his head, stood up and jumped out of the Earth Emperor's space, landing at Wu Jianmen.
"Fellow Daoist Wei, Friend Daoist Wei!" Yang Quan landed in front of the hall and called Wei Meng.
"My little friend, what's the emergency?" Wei Meng appeared and asked quickly.
"Ancestor is practicing and is in urgent need of Heavenly Grade Spiritual Stones. He ordered me to quickly go to the Sword Grinding Pavilion and take out the three million Heavenly Grade Spiritual Stones. You can come with me. Ancestor has said that this matter will be done.
There will be a big reward!" Yang Quan unknowingly sold the soul of the Emperor's Scripture again.
"Okay, okay, let's go now!" When Wei Meng heard this, he was very excited. It is a supreme honor to do things for the ancestor. Besides, the reward mentioned by the ancestor will definitely not be underestimated.
Wei Meng pulled Yang Quan and jumped out of thin air, then disappeared. The Little Saint was also in the Holy Realm. The speed of the Holy Realm was really fast. In the blink of an eye, he arrived at Mojian City, and then at the Mojian Pavilion, he successfully exchanged it.
Three million heaven-grade spiritual stones.
The only difference is that the head of the Mojian Pavilion was particularly enthusiastic today, countless times more enthusiastic than the first time. Both Yang Quan and Wei Meng felt strange. After the two of them carried the spirit stone out of the city gate, Yang Quan
Only then did he realize that the news that the Wujian Sect had invited a holy hidden power had already spread a lot. Everyone in the Mojian Continent knew that with one move, he had defeated the mad sword-loving master.
He killed his son with his own hands and offered five million heaven-grade spiritual stones. He was rumored to be a miraculous person and made a lot of jealousy. However, no one laughed at the sword-loving Saint. They all said that he was unlucky and happened to offend the powerful Shengyin.
Let Sheng Yin do it himself. He is a sword-loving saint, and even though he is defeated, he will still be honored.
Yang Quan shook his head and smiled bitterly, speechless. Together with Wei Meng, he crossed over in the air and took a few breaths to return to Wujianmen.
Then Yang Quan left. When he left, he told Wei Meng to wait for the great reward from his ancestor. Wei Meng thanked him repeatedly.
In the main hall behind the Zhonghua Gate, Yang Quan summoned Master Wuyue and Master Shuiyue.
With a crash, Yang Quan threw a storage bag onto the main hall.
"Lord, what is this?" The six kneeling people were startled by the loud storage bag.
"These are three million heaven-grade spiritual stones!" Yang Quan said with a faint smile.
Hiss! Six people took a breath at the same time. This lord was mysterious and unpredictable, and he made big moves whenever he made a move.
"Of these three million, give one million to Bishui Yao. She is now a powerful person in the Holy Realm and needs more spiritual stones for cultivation! As for the six of you, each of you will take one hundred thousand. When you overcome the tribulation, you will need
A lot of spiritual energy replenishment!”
"Thank you, Lord!" The six of them knelt down in unison.
"Remember, only success is allowed, no failure is allowed, don't waste that supreme elixir!" Yang Quan warned again.
"Understood!" The six of them strengthened their confidence. Yang Quan gave the Phoenix Nirvana Pill, the Holy Sword, and now a huge amount of heavenly spirit stones. If the six of them failed, they would really die.
"Dongyue, you are responsible for keeping the rest. Each half-sage will be given ten thousand, and the other disciples will receive it on a monthly basis. As for the monthly amount, the six of you will discuss and decide!" Yang Quan explained again.
"Obey the Lord's command!"
Master Dongyue carried the bag, retreated with the five people, and went to divide the spiritual stones.
"You're so majestic, kid!" Suddenly, the laughter of the Emperor of the Earth's Book of Souls sounded from behind Yang Quan.
"Hehe, senior made fun of me!" Yang Quan chuckled, but he felt very satisfied and had a sense of accomplishment. He accomplished a lot of big things today.
"You are indeed very capable. You trained four saints in one day, but they are all your wives!"
Yang Quan stuck out his tongue in embarrassment. The Earth Emperor Sutra was really right. Then he thought about it and felt relieved. His woman must be taken care of first. This is natural.
"These six people, if nothing else happens, will definitely be promoted to the Holy Realm. The Chinese Sect will rise completely. Tsk tsk, there will be ten Holy Realms in one go. You are not bad, not bad, you are so generous!" The Soul of the Book of the Earth Emperor's Scripture was filled with admiration.
, then turned and walked out the door.
Yang Quan was so flattered by the Earth Emperor's Sutra that he was so pleased with himself that he quickly returned to the treasure room. Looking at the holy swords all over the sky, it was like seeing mountains of heavenly spiritual stones.
Yang Quan looked at the Wujian Gate, and suddenly waved his sleeve, and a holy sword flew out, passed through the roof of the treasure room, and then passed through the void of the Earth Emperor's space, leaving a gorgeous silver light, which fell into the Wujian
The door was inserted into the open space at the entrance of the main hall.
"Ancestor has an order, and Wei Meng has done his job well, and I will be rewarded with a holy sword!" Yang Quan's voice echoed in the sky above Wujianmen.
Everyone in the Wujian Sect gathered around the front of the main hall. Everyone stared at the shining silver holy sword in front of the main hall, and no one dared to take a big breath.
Wei Meng was trembling all over, and walked towards the Holy Sword step by step. He didn't expect his ancestor to be so generous. He was just running errands and threw a Holy Sword over. It was really too generous.
Arriving in front of the holy sword, Wei Meng grasped the hilt of the sword with trembling hands, and then pulled it out with all his strength. The holy sword buzzed, and everyone couldn't help shouting, "This holy sword is so domineering."
thump!
Wei Meng took the lead, and everyone in the Wujian Sect knelt down in the direction of the guest room. Wei Meng shouted excitedly: "Thank you, ancestor, for the generous gift!"
Everyone in the Martial Sword Sect was very excited. When could they be involved in such a good thing? The ancestor also rewarded them with a holy sword. Tsk tsk, an ordinary holy sword is equivalent to one million heaven-grade spiritual stones.
And the one in the hands of the eldest brother is so domineering, worth at least two million, and I am filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred.
Yang Quan, who was in the treasure room, was very satisfied with everyone's performance. What he wanted was this kind of effect, a combination of kindness and power. In fact, he had long wanted to give Wei Meng a holy sword, but he was not rewarded for his efforts.
I just found an excuse and gave him a handful.
He chuckled, returned to the mountain behind Zhonghua Gate, looked up at the sky, and couldn't help cursing: "Why isn't it dark today?"
He had hinted to the three girls during the day that he wanted to repair theirs at night. It was not dark and it would be difficult to do things. He thought shamelessly, but he still walked to the three girls' room. After all, he was too busy recently and had no time to do anything.
Communicate well with your three wives and express your feelings.
Yang Quan walked slowly into the three women's room. When he saw that the three women were meditating with their eyes closed, they were practicing seriously. He didn't have the nerve to disturb them.
Boom!
The void trembled for a while, Yang Quan was startled, and the three women suddenly opened their eyes. The sky was filled with calamity clouds. Yang Quan looked up and saw that it was the direction of Dongyue Master. Yang Quan smiled faintly. This Dongyue
Real people are still impatient and always want to be ahead of others in everything.
Yang Quan took back his mind, because he had done everything he should do, and now it was up to them to make their own fortunes, so he was not worried at all. He walked towards the three women infatuatedly. They had closed their eyes just now, and they were embarrassed.
Excuse me, if you open your eyes now, you are doomed.
"Honey, what are you doing...go away, you rascal!" The three women saw Yang Quan's lustful eyes and didn't know what he wanted to do. They laughed and cursed at the same time.
"Little lady, give me a smile!"
Boom, boom! Before Yang Quan could finish his words, there were two more thunders. Yang Quan was startled, turned around and cursed: "Your sister, you are not finished, your good mood has been disturbed!"
The three girls smiled brightly, and they looked at the position of Jie Yun, which was above the rooms of Master Nanyue and Master Zhongyue.
"Wives, leave them alone, let's talk about life!" Yang Quan recovered his mind and said shamelessly with a playful smile.
The three women no longer resisted and let him do what he did. Yang Quan stopped his hand and felt very surprised. Sure enough, as soon as his hand reached in front of Zhou Qianqian, it didn't even touch the clothes. Boom, boom, boom, boom, three sounds sounded in unison,
His face darkened and he lost all interest. He didn't need to turn around to know that the remaining three people were beginning to overcome the tribulation.
