Living things are the most special existences in the universe.
And human beings are the most special existence among living creatures.
Human emotions are very complex, especially when people get along with each other for a long time, some subtle connections and reactions will occur.
So far, humans have not been able to give an accurate and comprehensive explanation for this subtle connection and induction. The ancestors of mankind only invented two words to describe them.
Husband and wife look.
Heart to heart.
A couple doesn't look alike. But as they live together for a long time, gradually, their appearances begin to resemble each other.
This is the appearance of husband and wife.
They are still a couple, they are not twin brothers and sisters of the same origin, but after living together for a long time, they gradually develop a tacit understanding and telepathy.
This is the heart-to-heart connection.
Whether it's Qin's concubine, Yuan Xiaolou, or Yun Qiyou.
The three of them all have some kind of mysterious telepathy with Ye Xiaochuan.
When Ye Xiaochuan is in danger, even if they are thousands of miles away, their hearts will panic and they will all feel cramped and uneasy.
Qin Guichen felt flustered not long after she and Ye Xiaochuan ended the call with the Magic Sound Mirror the day before yesterday.
In the past two days, her feeling of panic became more and more intense.
Especially since Ye Xiaochuan has not contacted her for two days, and she cannot contact Ye Xiaochuan.
This made Qin Guichen even more uneasy.
However, Yu Linglong has repeatedly passed through the southwest Devil Lake through the power of the Hehuan sect in the past two days.
It was no different there than usual, very peaceful.
Ye Xiaochuan is not an ordinary cultivator. He has super strong combat power. In the entire Devil Lake, there will be no more than thirty demon sect seniors who can confidently kill or capture Ye Xiaochuan in a single fight.
And with Ye Xiaochuan's cultivation level, even if he encounters a top master or is surrounded by multiple masters, the battle will not end in an instant. There will definitely be a big fight.
The Devil's Lake is densely dotted with tens of thousands of islands, large and small, and thousands of islands are inhabited by scattered cultivators of the Devil's Cult.
An expert in fighting skills would never avoid such a dense crowd.
But why did Ye Xiaochuan disappear?
He is a good man who cares about his family very much. If he was not in danger, there would be no way he would not contact him for two days without any reason.
This made Qin Guichen very puzzled.
Master Xu's persuasion seemed to make Qin Guochen feel better, but Qin Guichen was still extremely worried in her heart.
After Master Xu left, she took out the magic sound mirror again, bit her lower lip, and poured in the true spiritual power.
The hazy mist like clouds and smoke flowed slowly inside the magic sound mirror, but there was still no reaction from Ye Xiaochuan.
In the attic room on the second floor of the inn, Dugu Changfeng stood by the window. On the table next to him, there was Abba, the man in the jar.
Tonight, the two of them were not watching the stars and the moon like before, but looking towards the sand dunes to the east.
Dugu Changfeng said: "Abba, Aunt Chen seems to have something on her mind. Is she worried about Uncle Ye?"
Aba nodded slightly, seeming to agree with Dugu Changfeng's guess.
Dugu Changfeng said: "Auntie Chen's worries are definitely unnecessary. Mom said that Uncle Ye is the most powerful person in the world. I have always thought so. No one can hurt a hair of Uncle Ye.
Uncle Ye said he would be back in half a month at the latest, and he never breaks his promise."
Abba nodded again.
Abba's spirit tonight is obviously very different from before. He could still hum a few words before, but now he doesn't even hum anymore, only nodding, looking very depressed.
The day Ye Xiaochuan left the inn, Aba fell ill. Although his condition has improved somewhat now, his life has begun to burn out.
He won't live long.
This is a secret known to everyone.
Only Dugu Changfeng didn't know.
In the Paradise Valley in the Western Region, Yang Juaner was pinned down by a handsome young man, doing the most primitive night activities.
Rhythmic percussion sounds echoed in the room, and the air was filled with the scent of corrosive intercourse.
It can be seen from the messy bed and the sweat on the two naked bodies that their night activities have been going on for a long time.
The young man is not very old, he looks like a young boy, he must not be more than sixteen years old.
But he is not green when it comes to matters between men and women, and seems to be very experienced.
I don't know how long it took, but he sprinted faster, and the tightly locked Yuanyang essence poured into Yang Juan'er's body like a volcano erupting.
The young man seemed to have drained all his strength and lay limply on Yang Juaner's soft body. He didn't even have the strength to pull out his crime tools.
Yang Juaner's eyes were blurred, and she and the boy reached the peak of body and soul.
He held the boy's neck tightly with both hands, spread his crossed legs far away, and squeezed the boy's lower back tightly.
The essence of Yuanyin in her body surged out uncontrollably, intertwining with the essence of Yuanyang that entered her body!
Hehuan Baojian.
She is using the art of intercourse between men and women in the Hehuan Baojian to absorb the essence of men's yang to improve her own cultivation.
Of course, the reason why the young man did not pull out the crime tools was definitely not because he was tired. He was also absorbing the essence of Yang Juan'er's Yuan Yin.
It can be said that it is a win-win situation for both of them.
After about a while of burning incense, Yang Juan'er's legs were loosened, and the boy slowly rolled off her body and placed it beside Yang Juan'er.
He turned sideways, reached out and kneaded the bulging white peaks of Yang Juan'er's upper body into different shapes with all his strength.
He said with a smile: "Sister Juan'er, the senior brothers all said that since Senior Sister Linglong became a good man, in the entire Hehuan sect, you and Senior Sister Xiaoti are the best at serving men.
I have sex with you tonight, what the senior brothers said is true, your kung fu is no worse than that of Senior Sister Xiaoti, why did I miss you, a beauty in this world, before."
Yang Juaner said softly: "Junior Brother Fang, what do you mean, you and Mo Xiaoti have also slept together?"
The young man surnamed Fang smiled and said: "Senior Sister Xiaoti has been looking for men everywhere for these years, and now she has three senior brothers waiting for her in her house. I am lucky enough to have had sex with her several times."
Yang Juaner said: "Then between the two of us, who can make you happier?"
The palm of the boy named Fang slowly moved down from Yang Juaner's upper body.
Passing over her lower abdomen, she penetrated into Yang Juan'er's land of lush grass.
A wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said: "Of course it's you, Sister Juan'er. I will treat you well tonight."
With that said, he pulled Yang Juaner to sit up.
The already limp little Xiaofang came closer to Yang Juaner.
Suddenly, the corner of Yang Juaner's mouth twitched, as if she remembered some bad memory.
Subconsciously, he turned his head away and retched on the edge of the bed.
This move made the young man named Fang very angry.
He thought this was Yang Juaner's insult to him.
So, he grabbed Yang Juaner's long hair and slapped Yang Juaner twice on the cheek.
Yang Juan'er's cheeks immediately turned red, and a touch of blood slowly overflowed from the corners of her mouth.
The young man surnamed Fang cursed angrily: "Bitch, you are so shameless, let's see how I deal with you tonight!"
Yang Juaner said with some pain: "Junior brother Fang, I feel a little uncomfortable today. Let's wait for another day. I will definitely serve you well another day!"
The young man surnamed Fang was definitely not someone who cared about women and had no intention of letting Yang Juaner go.
He forcibly opened Yang Juan'er's legs, and thrust a small, long wooden object into Yang Juan'er's grassy area. Yang Juan'er screamed in pain.
