You think I have pure spiritual roots, why are you crying when I am invincible?

Wen Qing is worried about Xiao Yun's safety.

She would rather not return to the Spirit Sword Sect for the time being than Xiao Yun go to the battlefield to fight with others.

But no matter what Wen Qing tried to persuade, Xiao Yun said he was fine.

He could take care of himself and let Wen Qing return to the Spirit Sword Sect with peace of mind.

Wen Qing couldn't defeat Xiao Yun, and in the end she had no choice but to let Xiao Yun make the decision...

Xiao Yun was worried about senior sister staying alone in the Holy Cult.

Before leaving, he handed the Dragon-Slaying Sword to Wen Qing.

He changed his explanation and said to Wen Qing: "Senior sister, as soon as Qiu Yanrou's teleportation array is arranged, you will return to Eastern China with the Dragon Slaying Sword."

"I can't go back to Eastern China with my senior sister to say goodbye to all the leaders. This Dragon-Slaying Sword should be considered as going back on my behalf..."

Wen Qing saw Xiao Yun handing the Dragon Slaying Sword to herself.

He quickly summoned the Ice Soul Sword and handed it to Xiao Yun, saying: "The battlefield is dangerous, what can Junior Brother do without a weapon?"

"Since junior brother handed me the Dragon Slaying Sword, then junior brother should use the Ice Soul Sword first..."

Xiao Yun smiled slightly and pushed the Ice Soul Sword back to Wen Qing.

He took out an exquisitely shaped long sword from his storage bag and held it in his hand: "I am enough to use this heroic sword. Senior sister, you don't have to worry about me..."

Seeing that the weapon in Xiao Yun's hand was not ordinary, Wen Qing said nothing more.

After the two of them exhorted each other a few more words, Xiao Yun left Wen Qing's practice room.

After leaving Wen Qing, Xiao Yun did not go directly to the Poison Emperor Wansi and Geersasi.

Instead, he turned around and came to Qiu Yanrou's residence.

He wants to beat Qiu Yanrou.

Let her not take advantage of her absence to have any twisted thoughts about her senior sister.

In Qiu Yanrou's room.

More than a dozen beauties were waiting around Qiu Yanrou's big, soft bed.

Qiu Yanrou is wearing a pink tulle, and her smooth and fair skin is looming.

She was lying on the bed, drinking wine, and admiring the handsome men and beauties in the room having fun...

The place where she lives has become a small palace of freedom and bliss.

The handsome men and beauties who were falling in love completely ignored Xiao Yun's arrival and continued to kiss each other passionately.

Xiao Yun was somewhat uncomfortable with this kind of scene.

He said in a deep voice to Qiu Yanrou: "Let these people go down..."

Qiu Yanrou, who was on the bed, smiled lightly when she saw Xiao Yun coming.

She clapped her hands gently.

The beauties who were waiting on her and the handsome men and beauties in the room immediately stopped their current actions.

Everyone exited the room respectfully.

Soon, only Xiao Yun and Qiu Yanrou were left in the room.

Xiao Yun then said: "Your father asked me and my adoptive father to go to the battlefield to help. I will leave soon."

"While I'm gone, hurry up and have someone set up the teleportation array."

"As soon as the teleportation formation is ready, let my senior sister return to the Spirit Sword Sect."

Qiu Yanrou looked at Xiao Yun with a smile.

She nodded slightly, appearing very submissive.

Xiao Yun was still a little worried, so he gave another instruction: "Don't think that you can bully my senior sister when I'm gone."

"If I find out that you bullied my senior sister after I come back, I will never forgive you..."

This time, Qiu Yanrou did not respond to Xiao Yun.

He just looked at him with a smile, as if waiting for Xiao Yun to continue talking.

But Xiao Yun had nothing to say.

After he finished his instructions, he left Qiu Yanrou's room.

But as soon as he turned around, he heard Qiu Yan's soft and charming voice: "Stop..."

Xiao Yun paused, looked back at Qiu Yanrou and asked, "What's wrong? Do you have anything else?"

Qiu Yanrou slowly sat up from her soft and comfortable big bed.

She gently lifted the gauze curtain on the bed and walked towards Xiao Yun with her bare feet.

The thin gauze clothes could not cover Qiu Yanrou's alluring body.

Any man who sees such an alluring Qiu Yanrou can't help but feel his blood welling up.

Xiao Yun is no exception.

But Xiao Yun forced himself to turn his head away from Qiu Yanrou...

Not long after, a gust of fragrant wind blew into Xiao Yun's nostrils. This was the fragrance of Qiu Yanrou.

Xiao Yun is very familiar with this smell.

Qiu Yanrou came to Xiao Yun's side, directly stretched out her hand to support Xiao Yun's chest and snuggled up.

She murmured: "I have said so much, all about sister Wen Qing."

"Don't you have anything to say to me?"

The aroma is fragrant and goes straight to the brain.

When Xiao Yun smelled this fragrance, he felt that his body was getting warm.

He subconsciously touched his nose and said, "What do you want me to say?"

Qiu Yanrou chuckled and said, "You don't need to say anything."

"Replace your thoughts with actions..."

while talking.

Qiu Yanrou's slender and soft hand has begun to be dishonest.

When he touched somewhere on Xiao Yun's body, Xiao Yun frowned, immediately grabbed her wrist and said, "What are you doing?"

"Didn't I say it for the last time that day?"

Qiu Yanrou didn't answer the question, she looked at Xiao Yun with a pair of seductive eyes and said with a smile: "I don't know how long it will take you to come back."

"I have to practice hard before I leave..."

After all, he didn't wait for Xiao Yun's consent.

The gauze she was wearing had fallen to the ground.

The demonic desire in his body instantly surrounded Xiao Yun.

Xiao Yun clearly told himself that that day would be the last time.

But when Qiu Yanrou hugged him tightly, Xiao Yun couldn't help but hugged Qiu Yanrou.

His rationality disappeared when his hand touched Qiu Yanrou's smooth waist.

Qiu Yanrou's seductive laughter soon spread across the room...

After half an hour.

Qiu Yan Rouxiang was lying on her big bed dripping with sweat.

Sweat beads had wet her hair and clung to her charming face.

At this time, Qiu Yanrou is even more charming.

Her eyes were misty and her cheeks were rosy.

My body is so weak that I don’t even have the strength to raise my hands...

As Xiao Yun's cultivation improved.

Qiu Yanrou is increasingly no match for Xiao Yun.

Although she was losing faster and faster.

But she gained more and more cultivation.

The happiness gained also increases exponentially.

In this world, except for Xiao Yun, perhaps she would never find such a man who could satisfy her.

Qiu Yanrou looked at Xiao Yun who was meditating and adjusting her breath with sleepy eyes.

The intense feeling of exhaustion made her eyelids grow heavier and heavier.

Not long after, she fell into a deep sleep.

When she woke up again, Xiao Yun had left...

at this time.

Xiao Yunzheng went to the battlefield with the Eternal Poison Emperor, Gersasi, and more than 100 of his holy disciples.

Because we need to take care of those disciples of the Holy Cult.

The original trip of three days took the group seven days.

That night, Xiao Yun and others finally approached their destination.

Looking from a distance, the place where the Holy Church is stationed is brightly lit and stretches for dozens of miles.

Xiao Yun and others had not yet approached.

He heard an angry shout coming from mid-air.

"Stop anyone who comes, and behead those who disobey orders..."