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Chapter 90 (The Devil's Wife)

Yan Fanglin actually didn't fall asleep.

He is in a very complicated mood now.

His nominal husband and the disciple he had harassed appeared in his bedroom together. What else could he do except pretend to be asleep?

He was even worried that Yu Qingchi had told Taoist Chaoshan all about his unbearable actions, and he was still thinking about how he would deal with it if this was the case.

Fortunately, Yu Qingchi seems to have left.

Then he noticed that Taoist Chaoshan was walking towards him.

Although he felt that Chaoshan Taoist, as a gentleman, would not do anything to him, he was still a little nervous.

He closed his eyes, turned around slightly, and lay face inside.

Chaoshan Taoist sat down next to him and did not move for a long time.

Apart from Yan Fanglin's pair of brown eyes, the most eye-catching thing is his long hair as black as jet, which is now scattered on the jade pillow, and his neck is white as snow, with one arm resting on his crotch.

The half of the arm that is slightly curved and exposed is thin and white, a little too slender.

All the lights in the room suddenly went out, and he noticed that Taoist Chao Shan was lying down next to him. There was a distance between the two of them, and he smelled a faint scent of sandalwood, which probably came from Taoist Chao Shan's robes.

Yes, Yan Fanglin curled up a little tighter, listening to the wind blowing the night rain outside and the rustling of the bamboo leaves.

Perhaps because of his weak body, he was particularly prone to slumber now. It was raining outside, so it was a good time to sleep. He lay down for a while, holding on to his energy, and then fell asleep again.

Before he was half asleep and half awake, he thought to himself, Taoist monk was lying behind him, and he would be screwed if he still had erotic dreams about Yu Qingchi.

The sound of the wind outside became quieter, but the sound of rain became louder. In the darkness, I could only hear Chaoshan Taoist calling "Yanyan."

This cry was very soft, and there seemed to be a strong passion in it that could not be resolved.

Chaoshan Taoist then moved closer to Yanfanglin, leaning on the back of his neck, and his nose almost touched Yanfanglin's black and soft hair. He made a unique spice for Yanfanglin, mixed with many fragrant woods, soft,

Pure, with a bit of warmth, the sweet taste gathers in the throat, and then sinks to the internal organs, even the lower abdomen is warm.

This fragrant smell is called Fanglin Yongji.

It's been two years.

Yan Fanglin slept very peacefully for the rest of the night, without dreaming anything. When he woke up the next day, he heard the cranes and bells ringing outside. He got up from the bed and found that Taoist Chaoshan had disappeared.

People who practice Taoism have all five senses. There is a little scent of sandalwood on the bed, which should belong to the Taoist monks in Chaoshan.

Hong Ying came in and said with a smile, "Uncle Yan, you're awake."

Yan Fanglin said "hmm" and rubbed his eyes. Hong Ying said with a smile, "Master said that I will renew your spiritual yang today. Please get up, take a shower, change clothes, and go to the quiet room."

Continuing Lingyang, he has seen it in the original novel, which probably instills spiritual energy and yang energy into his body, which can nourish his energy and replenish his body.

Yan Fanglin, as a furnace body, was too unsatisfactory. Not only could he not be harvested, he also had to rely on harvesting other people's yang energy to survive.

After bathing, he changed into a light gray robe with dark bamboo leaf patterns and went to the quiet room.

When he arrived at the door of the quiet room, he saw Yu Qingchi.

After not seeing each other for many days, Yu Qingchi seems to have lost some weight, and his skin color has become much paler, but his figure is still upright, full of the bitterness of Qingxiu, haggard and tough, and he does not look like a young man who has just turned 20 years old.

But fortunately, the male protagonist doesn't need to pity him as a villain who has a miserable fate. He is living a miserable life now, but from now on, he will drive with beautiful women every day, and his childhood will be like a fairy.

Having said that, looking at Yu Qingchi's austere temperament and thin figure, I really can't imagine what he would look like as a pile driver. Where is the male dog's waist? Where are his explosive pile driver butt and strong long legs?

They were all covered up by this black robe, and only his harem group could see it.

There were too many cars in the original work, and he could no longer look at Yu Qingchi with Qingshui's eyes. When he saw Yu Qingchi, in addition to sighing at his beauty, he also thought of the five characters of Qiu Mingshan's Car God.

Yu Qingchi seemed to be more indifferent to him. He was not the kind who pretended to be indifferent and didn't even look at him. Instead, he regarded him as the most ordinary person and looked at him indifferently without stopping his eyes.

He shouted "Uncle Yanshi."

Yan Fanglin nodded and went into the quiet room. He looked like a fairy. His robe was light and soft. When the wind blew, his sleeves turned like clouds. His hair fell from Yu Qingchi's cheek.

Brush it over, bringing with it a scent.

Hong Ying and Lu Xinghe were standing in the quiet room. When they saw him coming in, they also called out "Master Uncle" in a dignified manner.

I feel that as soon as Taoist Chaoshan came out of seclusion, the entire atmosphere of Qingzhu Peak changed, and everyone became extra upright and steady.

Yan Fanglin breathed a sigh of relief.

He is going to start acting.

He thought about it over and over while taking a shower. It was difficult for him to make any big progress in the last two of his life-saving trilogy in a short period of time. However, Taoist Chaoshan's sudden release from seclusion gave him an opportunity to establish himself.

This is an opportunity for a good image that a mistress should have.

As a master's wife, it is natural that she should be affectionate and affectionate with her master.

He only has eyes for his Taoist companions and no one else!

So he smiled brightly and said to Taoist Chaoshan, "When did you get up? When I opened my eyes and didn't see you on the bed, I thought I was just dreaming last night."

The original person was probably better at coquettishness than he was, and everyone was used to it. Chaoshan Taoist priest was also wearing a set of light gray soft robes with dark bamboo leaf patterns today. He wore a green hairpin on his head, and his hair was as white as silver. In the daytime, he looked like that

She has become more noble and beautiful in appearance, tall in stature, and a perfect beauty.

Taoist Chaoshan gave a faint smile, which made people feel as if they were sleeping. "I thought I would let you sleep a little longer, but I didn't expect you to wake up at this hour. It has been two years, and your habit of sleeping has not changed at all."

"I don't get enough sleep every day." Yan Fanglin said, her voice deliberately a little aggrieved.

His hair was not completely dry yet and was spread all over his back. Because he had just taken a bath, a layer of flush appeared on his pale and sickly cheeks. His whole body was like a wet flower, pitiful and cute.

Chaoshan Taoist smiled and called him forward, silently recited a spell, and gently brushed his hair with his palms, and all his wet hair was dried in an instant.

As expected of a Nascent Soul-level boss, his magic power was comparable to that of a hair dryer, and Yan Fanglin's eyes were filled with admiration.

On the ground of the quiet room, a formation has been set up, and the yellow talisman is placed on the ground to form a Bagua pattern. Chaoshan Taoist said, "You guys stay outside, just let Qingchi stay."

Yu Qingchi probably didn't expect that he would need his help, so he was stunned for a moment. Lu Xinghe and Hong Ying exited the quiet room and closed the door.

Yan Fanglin didn't expect Yu Qingchi to stay, because "The Evil Man" is a vulgar and vulgar novel, and this continuation of Lingyang is like practicing the Jade Girl's Heart Sutra, which requires taking off clothes.

However, readers jokingly call the "evil master's wife", but that is not a real master's wife. We are all men. For Chaoshan Taoist, he and Yu Qingchi are his most favored, most trusted and closest people, so he did not avoid Yu Qingchi.

That's understandable too.

"Before I retreated, I told you two that one of you can reach Yin and the other can reach Yang. If you can reconcile the two phases, connect heaven and earth, and combine Yin and Yang, it may be helpful to both of you.

But do you still remember? In the past two years of retreat, I have been practicing this method of shifting yang and connecting yin, and now I will give it a try."

etc.

Yin and Yang combined?

When Yan Fanglin heard this, why did he seem to want him to have sex with Yu Qingchi? In front of the master, was the master's wife having sex with his apprentice?

Fuck, do you want it to be so exciting?

His face turned slightly red, "How should I try it?"

Soon he realized that he had thought too much.

He and Yu Qingchi sat at the yin and yang of the Bagua Diagram respectively, without taking off their clothes. They just sat facing each other. Thinking of the past and the erotic dream last night, Yan Fanglin pursed his lips and glanced at Yu Qingchi opposite.

Yu Qingchi still had the same dead face, but the air of ice on his body seemed to be lighter, as if the ice had melted a little, making it cold and a little moist.

For some reason, he felt that Yu Qingchi's eyes and cheeks were a little moist.

It must be because Taoist Chaoshan is here that he is so good.

He had never looked at Yu Qingchi at such a close distance in the daytime like he was doing now. He could only feel that the other person's eyebrows, nose, mouth, and face were all exquisite. The handsome guy made people's hearts flutter when he saw him up close.

He suddenly thought, what about Yu Qingchi looking at him?

It's also such a close distance. He should be better looking than Yu Qingchi.

He met Yu Qingchi's eyes. Yu Qingchi's long eyelashes left a shadow, trembling slightly, his throat slid up and down, and he closed his eyes.

Yan Fanglin also closed her eyes.

The Chaoshan Taoist standing among them raised two fingers, put it to his lips and recited a mantra silently. The Yin and Yang Bagua diagram composed of talismans and seals on the ground floated. Yan Fanglin suddenly felt his body light up and levitated. He could

Feeling him spinning in the air, he couldn't bear the fear and excitement in his heart. He secretly opened one eye, but he couldn't see anything. He only saw the talisman and seals in his eyes. Everything around him was empty, only the talismans and seals were flying fast.

Sliding past his eyes, the cinnabar pattern glowed with blood-red light, emerged from the yellow paper, and hit him directly. He didn't even have time to close his eyes, and his body trembled violently, feeling only a stream of heat.

, passed directly through his eyebrows.

His body fell backwards, his long hair spread out, and his lower back was supported by a warm and light spiritual power. He seemed to be spinning rapidly, but he couldn't tell whether it was reality or illusion. He only felt in front of his eyes and in his head.

Everything in the center was completely blank, and before he had time to adapt to the change in light, he saw a black demonic energy rushing into his spiritual platform with lightning speed.

Yan Fanglin snorted and felt himself running into a hot embrace. Although he could see nothing but a black mist, he could smell the familiar aura of the other person, which was the aura of cold dew of green bamboo.

The black mist in front of his eyes dissipated, and what he saw was Yu Qingchi's bloodshot eyes. The blue mist shrouded his eyebrows, and his eyes were trembling. He seemed to be trying his best to restrain something, but the arms around him kept tightening, almost

It was so tight that he couldn't breathe.

Oops, this situation looks like... a poison has taken over, and Yu Qingchi is about to bite him when he sees it.

Suddenly a very strong force came from behind him, and then a hand hooked his waist from behind. It was Taoist Chaoshan, holding him tightly with one hand. The three of them were facing each other, and he was

It's the one in the middle.

Taoist Chaoshan, who had always been noble and gentle, now had a sinister expression on his face. With a strong possessiveness, he grabbed Yu Qingchi's shoulder and pushed hard.

Yu Qingchi was pushed out in an instant, and his body hit the door of the quiet room directly. With a bang, a hole was broken in the door, and Hong Ying and Lu Xinghe who were standing outside were stunned.

Yan Fanglin leaned on Chaoshan Taoist and floated to the ground. Everything happened so suddenly. He looked up in shock and saw the green jade hairpin on Chaoshan Taoist's head.
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