"Yes! What else do you want to say?" Xia Xiaoniu seemed to be gradually getting used to the feeling, riding on Shen Lang and shaking her body from time to time, and the bed board creaked with her movements.
Everything has gone wrong. In such a situation and at such a moment, what else can he say?
Feeling Xia Qianye's orchid breathing in his ear, and listening to the creaking sound of the bed board, Shen Lang put aside all the distracting thoughts in his heart, turned over violently, turned around, pressed Miss Xia under him, and fiercely Said: "What I want to say is...none of you can escape tonight!"
"Ah!" Xia Xiaoniu, who was pushed down on the bed, did not panic. Instead, she hooked her legs around his waist and catered to his movements. "I happen to be a little tired. Come on..."
Then, the bed board shook even more violently, and there was a loud creaking sound.
Xia Qianye didn't show any weakness, hugged his waist from behind, gently rubbed his ear, and said softly: "Mr. sir, you can't be partial, you want both rain and dew to be wetted..."
...
In the dead of night, some people were happy and lingering, going to the clouds and rains in Wushan together...but some people had sad faces and a bitter cold in their hearts.
Yang Ye sat silently on the edge of the cliff, looking at the night view of Chixiao Peak, feeling the chill at night, and felt a chill in his heart. That was a kind of chill, the chill he felt from the indifferent attitude of Master Chixiao. It was also He felt a kind of chill from the cold world of cultivation.
"Senior Sister Li..." Yang Ye remembered that in the past six years, many of their senior brothers and sisters from Chixiao Peak had gathered here to practice and grow together. But now...Li Xuejun's fate is worse than death.
Humans are not grass and trees, how can they be ruthless? Yang Ye, who is still very young and has never experienced too many hardships in the world, has a lot of passion. If his blood is hot, his heart will naturally be hot too.
That's why he was in a daze on the edge of the cliff, standing on the top of the mountain and staring at the bitter cold land below.
Yang Ye knew very well that Li Xuejun was in the bitter cold land at the foot of the mountain at this time. As long as he jumped up and used a light body technique, he could go and see his former senior sister...
But he didn't dare. Li Xuejun was sent to Lengshuang Tower by Master Chixiao himself. This meant that Li Xuejun was no longer welcome... If he went to see such an unpopular person, wouldn't it be useless? The action proved that what Master Chixiao did was wrong. Did he deliberately hit Master Chixiao in the face?
"That's all... so what if I see you? She has become a waste like a mortal after all. The worlds of monks and mortals are fundamentally different." Maybe the cold wind at night is a bit cold, and some of the rules of the world are too real. It's a bit cold, so people who live under such rules can only learn to become indifferent.
"It's all Shen Lang's fault! Everything was caused by him! He is the culprit of all troubles!" Yang Ye did not dare to blame the master, nor would he blame himself for becoming more indifferent, let alone think about it. It was Chi Xiaofeng who took the initiative to provoke Shen Lang. However, he followed the hatred in his heart and logically put all the blame on Shen Lang.
But what can he do no matter how much he hates him? Li Xuejun is no match for Shen Lang, so naturally he is no match for Shen Lang...
Just at this moment, Zhao Tianba and Zhao Tianling came slowly. Yang Ye, who heard the footsteps, used his true energy to evaporate the last hot tears flowing from his cheeks...
"What are you doing here?" Yang Ye asked.
"Senior Brother Yang, Shen Lang is really hateful, so we want you to..." Zhao Tianling's voice trembled slightly, but his heart was full of bitterness. He recalled that Shen Lang was just a worthless waste in his eyes, but now he is better than the true disciple candidate.
People are getting stronger!
Candidates for the true disciples of Chixiao Peak! They are all powerful geniuses in his eyes, and he can't help but feel nervous after seeing them...
"You want me to deal with Shen Lang? Who doesn't know now that Shen Lang's move of Purifying Fire Lotus is as powerful as the first level of the Golden Core. No one in the True Spirit Realm can be his opponent." Yang Ye's voice suddenly turned cold.
, "So, you want to harm me and make me become a useless person like Li Xuejun?"
"No...I don't dare!" Zhao Tianling's expression changed drastically and he became even more nervous.
"You know that I am definitely not Shen Lang's opponent, but you come to ask me to deal with Shen Lang. If you are not harming me..." Yang Ye sneered: "Then you are deliberately mocking me?"
"No, no, no, we didn't mean that. We actually..." Zhao Tianling spoke incoherently, and was so scared that he even trembled when he spoke.
"We are actually here to come up with ideas." After all, Zhao Tianba is stronger in cultivation and is more familiar with Yang Ye, so his demeanor is much more casual and natural than Zhao Tianling: "Senior Brother Yang must also hate Shen Lang."
Yang Ye remained silent and did not deny Zhao Tian's statement. He just motioned for Zhao Tianba to continue speaking.
"Although Shen Lang is hateful, he has to admit that his talent is incredible. In such a short period of time, his strength has greatly increased. Now he is a genius of Fu Dao. He is highly valued by several real people. On the surface, any
It is impossible for anyone to take action against him." Zhao Tianba said: "The only chance is at Qingyun Huiwu."
"It is no longer possible to deal with him in Qingyun Martial Arts. In addition to me and Li Xuejun, our Chixiao Peak lineage does have another true disciple candidate. But Senior Brother Zhou is only slightly stronger than me.
Not as good as Li Xuejun, he is certainly no match for Shen Lang. The only person who can defeat Shen Lang 100% is Senior Brother Yu Wushuang."
Yang Ye looked at the unscalable peak in the distance, his expression becoming more and more sad: "But senior brother Wushuang is a true disciple, not a participating disciple. Only after the Qingyun Martial Arts Competition can he have the opportunity to challenge Shen Lang, and Shen Lang
He has always been shameless and cunning, and never plays by the rules..."
As the saying goes, if a tree doesn't need bark, it will definitely die. If a person has no shame, he will be invincible. Yang Ye has experienced this deeply from Shen Lang. He blatantly cheated at the Qingyun Martial Arts Competition. Shen Lang and his fellows have done such shameless things.
After coming out, what else can he not dare to do?
How could such a shameless person accept Yu Wushuang's challenge foolishly if he was not fully confident? Shen Lang would definitely be able to find a thousand and one excuses to avoid the battle, and would also leave Chi Xiaofeng speechless.
.so...
"There is no hope..." Yang Ye said helplessly: "When the master made the plan, he always regarded Li Xuejun as the last trump card. He never thought that Shen Lang could survive the second place in the game.
He never thought that he could defeat Li Xuejun. Therefore, all plans have been lost..."
"No." Zhao Tianba shook his head: "Maybe we can borrow a knife to kill people! Those who want to deal with Shen Lang are definitely not just from our Chixiao Peak lineage."
Yang Ye was suddenly startled. He suddenly thought of someone who was very powerful, had a grudge against Shen Lang, and was far stronger than Shen Lang. "Killing with a borrowed knife! You mean... the second senior brother of Divine Sword Peak! Liao Guanyun!"