"His Madam Light, you need to help me to treat my friend." Wang Yan burned Liu Lang's dirty old clothes and fired him.

After Liu Lang washed it clean, he took a set of new clothes for him to put on, carried him to the saint, and then said very politely to the saint.

At this time, she was covered with spotless white and tender jade feet on the foot of the Taishi Chair, with her golden hair whispering. She enjoyed the cool breeze and was eating crayfish happily.

"Holy Madam Light"

"Brother, I have to admire your taste now." Liu Lang had a pair of thief eyes and habitually slipped around the saint. Then he turned to admire Wang Yan and said in great admiration, "Where did you get such a beautiful foreign girl to play cosplay with you, but I'm not brother, I'll tell you. If you play this kind of tune, you have to pay attention to a full set. You are too unprofessional. At least, you have to prepare a set of props and clothes, and you have to have a sacred and inviolable outfit."

A drop of cold sweat slid down Wang Yan's forehead. This guy is really the king of dying, but every time he commits death, he will have to implicate himself. Wang Yan is not very clear about the specific combat power of the saint. But judging from her performance on the lake, she must be above Lei Hong and Sister Nan Lian.

If her aunt starts to get angry, it will take a minute to level the building.

Wang Yan was a little guilty and glanced at the Holy Maiden secretly. Fortunately, she was generous and knew that this kid was a sequelae of charm. Her face was as plain as usual, and she was too lazy to care about him.

She reluctantly paused to enjoy the delicious food, stretched her waist, and didn't even look at Liu Lang, but just flicked her fingers casually.

A "bang" sounded softly. A holy light burst out from her fingertips and penetrated into Liu Lang's head with a spin.

Something magic happened.

Liu Lang's expression, which was originally a bit careless, suddenly stopped, the corners of his mouth curled upward, revealing an extremely strange smile.

Then he put his hands on his chest, as if embracing a ray of morning sunshine, with a happy and joyful expression.

Wang Yan was so frightened that he looked at the Saint of Light with suspicion. This foodie foreign girl, it was not that she was unhappy with Brother Lang, so she took the opportunity to take revenge.

"Pa~" The Saint of Light snapped her fingers again, Liu Lang's expression stopped again, and then fell straight backwards.

Wang Yan hurriedly held him, and heard a heavy snoring sound deep in Liu Lang's throat. His expression was very peaceful and quiet. His eyebrows were completely stretched, as if he had fallen asleep suddenly.

"Let him have a good sleep, and you will be fine when you wake up tomorrow." After saying that, Saint of Light focused on the spicy crayfish again.

"It's so simple." Wang Yan held Liu Lang and said with a look of surprise.

"How complicated do you think?" The Holy Maiden of Light was peeling the crayfish in high interest, without raising her eyelids. "Don't you really want me to make a cross and nail him to death? The banshee who charmed him at that time was very average. Some residual sequelae of influence could easily be dispelled. In fact, if he had enough willpower, he didn't need me to perform the purification technique at all."

All right

Thinking of her identity and strength, Wang Yan had no choice but to believe it. He lifted Liu Lang into the guest room, stuffed it on the bed, covered it with the autumn quilt, and then came out to thank her again.

"It's rare that one day I will be free. I won't go back to the hotel to sleep tonight." The Saint of Light licked the shrimp rosé on her fingertips, "Come some more wine and let's drink it." Her slender and beautiful legs, like jade, raised her legs and tucked her blonde hair, enjoying the gentle breeze in the early autumn evening.

This movement and expression made Wang Yan feel relieved. He hurriedly calmed down. He took some beer from the refrigerator speechlessly, and each person had a bottle of it, and started to blow the crayfish together.

Let's talk about life together, and we can drink happily. It seems that there is no bondage from the Holy See and the constraints of the knights, and the Saint of Light is very casual and comfortable.

I discussed with Wang Yan from practicing to life and then to emotional issues. The Saint expressed her envy of Wang Yan when he had a relationship in college. From the moment she was born, she was destined to maintain her pure body.

As she drank, she deliberately did not dispel the alcohol and began to feel a little confused.

Wang Yan was afraid that something would happen to her, so he advised her to rest and gave her the large suite upstairs to wash and rest.

There is no need to worry that she didn't replace her clothes or anything. Her aunt's 9 cubic cube storage pendant is very exaggerated. The daily necessities inside should be dazzling.

After everything was arranged, Wang Yan was also a little tired and took a hot shower in the bathroom downstairs.

At this time, the little ferret who had woken up after a long sleep took a bath cloth, jumped up and down, and helped Wang Yan with a diligent bath. It was full of energy and full of energy.

"Cheer," the little ferret pinned his head and bared his teeth to express his dissatisfaction with the saint. He just met and stayed at home and refused to leave. He was definitely not a good girl.

"Haha, you're thinking too much." Wang Yan bounced its forehead and said with a smile, "How could he have a decent saint of light beg me?"

"Squeak" the little ferret tilted his head and expressed dissatisfaction. He rubbed his chest. Everyone, shemale, are all evil ways.

Xiaoxue must defeat all kinds of demon girls

Fortunately, Wang Yan couldn't understand its thoughts, otherwise he would definitely squirt to death with an old blood.

After taking a shower.

Wang Yan moved the chair Zhang in the study downstairs, preparing to sleep for a night. He lay on the chair and enjoyed the fresh night wind by the lake, and felt a little moved in his heart.

I recalled that day when I helped Old Mrs. Zhang get up and was hit by the mysterious red material in the meteor.

All life has been completely changed.

From vixen to the National Bureau, to the werewolf blood angel. Now even the Holy See’s Holy Maiden has made friends with this legendary world that is only half-believing and half-doubted about ordinary people. The more the veil is revealed, the more Wang Yan feels self-small and powerless.

Just like Shen Mengting's blood angel leader, he is only a B-level combat power evaluation, but it is so strong that it makes him unable to resist. This Saint of Light is even more mysterious and mysterious.

Wang Yan, Wang Yan, you must not start to feel complacent just because you have achieved some small achievements.

The road ahead is still long.

As soon as he thought of this, Wang Yan could not sleep and immediately sit cross-legged on the floor, calm down and concentrate, and practice the "Pure Yang Divine Art".

Seeing this, the little ferret followed suit. He lay on Wang Yan's legs with his back on the sky. His small belly bulged and shrank, and spit out small and crystal clear beads from his mouth.

The beads rotate slowly, and soon the bright and cold moonlight condensed into stars, floating back and forth with the breeze, beautiful like fireflies in summer.

Wang Yan is not the former Wu Xia Among. He knows that these beautiful little light spots are the essence of the moon. Most of the monsters practice by breathing in the essence of the sun and the moon.

However, most wild monsters only rely on instinct to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, and their cultivation has made great progress. However, some monsters with inheritance have inherited cultivation techniques, which can accelerate the condensation of the essence of the sun and the moon and improve themselves more effectively.

It is obvious that from Mr. Feng's attitude towards the little ferret, it can be seen that his aunt is of great origin and her inheritance skills seem to be very advanced.

But this little foodie is very lazy when practicing, and often fishes for three days and two days to dry the net.

The principles of the practice of Wang Yan's practice are completely different from those of the little ferret.

His "pure Yang Divine Art" inherited from Lu Zu has a very obvious Taoist gene, and it emphasizes refining essence into qi, and refining qi into spirit.

The human body itself is infinitely mysterious, as vast as the sky and the universe. The Pure Yang Divine Art is to discover its own potential, constantly strengthen and evolve every cell in the body, and finally achieve its own perfect land god.

Of course, whether it is the practice of swallowing the essence of the sun and the moon, or the Taoist refining essence into qi, there are shortcuts to take over. That is to seize the fortune of others, such as plundering the energy of the essence of plants and trees, the inner alchemy of monsters, the replenishment of human yang and yin essence, etc.

The little ferret leaned against Wang Yan to practice, which was very comfortable. The rich yang energy in his body boiled like magma. Just by inadvertently breathing, the little yang energy emitted from his pores benefited a lot.

Most banshees are negative, and they need to replenish yang energy to harmonize and nourish their own negative energy. The purer the yang energy, the stronger the effect on them. Ordinary men will continue to flourish during development and reach their peak after maturity. During or after, every time they are discharged, the yang will be consumed.

After Wang Yan was hit by mysterious substance, his physique changed. He was more than a hundred times stronger than the yang energy of an ordinary man. If the yang energy of a strong young man at his peak was a wisp, the yang energy contained in Wang Yan's body was like a dazzling sun.

This is the so-called pure yang constitution. Ordinary people may not be able to produce one for a hundred years.

Such pure and vigorous pure yang energy is undoubtedly a fatal temptation for the banshee who has had experience in refining and replenishing experience and tasted sweetness. It is natural for fierce greed to be a banshee.

As for the little ferret, he was confused. He just instinctively felt that the sunlight on Wang Yan smelled very good, and it was very comfortable and happy to stay by his side.

Similarly, for Wang Yan, the little ferret is also a treasure. The essence of the moon it gathers is originally negative, and the pure yin energy on its body can also make Wang Yan calm and calm when practicing, and it is not easy to get into evil spirits. It also nourishes his yang energy.

This is very consistent with the Taoist principle of yin and yang cultivation.

But I don’t know anything about a person or a marten, I only know that it’s good to practice like this and it’s quite comfortable.

Wang Yan, who was rarely reached the state of selflessness, had the qi and blood in his body boiling. However, Xiaoxue's yin energy continued to gently soothe the irritable aura.

Just silently, one person and one marten, the Yin and Yang double cultivation till dawn.

To be continued. ~HasouSou Basket Colors, you can read the following chapters as soon as possible
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