Rebirth of the Tyrant Loves the Blind Wife

Five days later, Wang Yong called everyone into his tent for a meeting.

"There is news from the Zongmen. It is said that the soul cups of senior brother Shangguan, Zhang Meng, Feng Jin, Meng Qingxin, and Gu Tianming have all been broken. Presumably, they have already been buried in the Cuiping Mountains. Middle!" Having said that, Wang Yong frowned and sighed softly.

"Dead? They're all dead!" Hearing the sad news, Chu Chu's eyes turned red.Although she didn't know those five people very well, they all came out together after all, and she still felt very sad when she thought that they were all dead.

"If you haven't come back for five days, you know you won't come back!" Speaking of this, Zhang He frowned.After waiting here for five days, no one came. Zhang He thought, these five people might not come back!

"Hey, Senior Brother Gu and Junior Sister Meng are both from our hometown. What a pity!" Qin An sighed softly at this point.Gu Tianming's death is indeed a pity, but Meng Qingxin's death is not a pity.Not only did this bitch kill Liuhu and Gu Tianming, but he even wanted to kill Che'er. He was so insane and deserved to die.

"Words have been passed down from the Zongmen, telling us that we don't need to look for the Cold Flame Grass any more, let us return to the Zongmen safely." Because five people in their team died at once, and the senior brother Jin Dan who led the team all dead.Therefore, the Zongmen immediately canceled their Zongmen tasks and asked them to return to the Zongmen as soon as possible.

Hearing Wang Yong's words, Qin An nodded.This was as early as he expected, five disciples died at once, even the core disciples of Jindan died, how could the sect not recruit them back?

"Then are we going back to the sect?" Hearing this, Chu Chu asked.

Hearing this, Wang Yong looked at Qin An. "Junior Brother Qin, how is your injury?"

"Senior Brother Wang, I think it will take a few more days for me to recover!" Xue Cang was promised ten days, so Qin An wanted to wait a few more days.

"Okay, then you have to recuperate for a few more days. If I go back, I will be the only Golden Core cultivator who can't drive the Garuda. Therefore, we will ride the demon horse when we go back. If your body does not recover, it may be difficult to control the demon horse! "Looking at Qin An, Wang Yong said so.

"Well, thank you, Senior Brother Wang!" Nodding...Qin An hastily thanked...

"Okay, that's it, everyone go back and rest!" Looking at the crowd, Wang Yong waved his hand, motioning for them to leave.

After getting up, Qin An, Su Che and Chu Chu left Wang Yong's tent directly.

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Back in his tent, Qin An directly set up restrictions.

"Brother An, if we go back to the sect, will Yunji suspect that we killed Meng Qingxin and Feng Jin?" Speaking of this, Su Che couldn't help feeling a little worried.

"It's useless for her to doubt without evidence. Besides, Master is protecting us! Don't worry, we'll be fine!" After thinking about it, Qin An felt that even if he returned to the sect, he and Che'er will be fine.

"Oh, that's good!" Hearing what brother An said, Su Che felt relieved.

"Che'er, how is your health? Have you recovered?" Looking at his lover, Qin An asked worriedly.

"Well, I've been fine for a long time. Brother An, you don't have to worry about me. On the contrary, you still look a little haggard!" Speaking of this, Su Che looked at Qin An with heartache.Although the pills and Lingshi brother An have been used for the past five days, brother An suffered from internal injuries and his recovery has been slow.

"I'm fine. Don't you think it's much better?" Qin An smiled as he said.Said he was fine.

"Brother An, let me help you refine a furnace of second-level Guling Pill! The effect of Guling Pill is better than Yiqi Pill, and it has a better effect on spiritual damage!" After thinking about it, Su Che decided to give Lover for another medicine.

Hearing this, Qin An smiled. "You, you think about my injury every day!" In the past five days, Che'er had already used three kinds of pills to restore spiritual power.At this moment, the soul power may have recovered, so he thought about refining the elixir himself.

"Brother An, this elixir is very effective, can you try again?" Holding Qin An's hand, Su Che said softly.

"Okay, listen to Che'er!" Raising his hand, Qin An smiled and pinched his lover's little nose.

Having received her lover's consent, Su Che smiled. "Brother An, sit down and rest for a while, I'll refine the elixir for you!" As he spoke, Su Che helped Qin An sit on a chair beside him.Then, he took out the Nine Lotus Pill Furnace and began to refine the healing elixir for his lover.

Looking at the lover who is concentrating on processing each spiritual herb, using the power of the soul to remove the impurities in the spiritual herb over and over again, and refining and purifying it.Qin An slightly raised the corners of his mouth. In fact, one of the things he was most willing to do in his previous life was to sit quietly aside like this, watching Che'er concoct alchemy, helping him protect the law, and sharing the joy of becoming an alchemy with him. The frustration of failure.He also focused on his alchemy furnace so that Che'er would not accidentally blow up the furnace and hurt himself.

Thinking of the days and nights she spent with Che'er in her previous life, those happy and unhappy days.Qin An suddenly felt that he was stupid, obviously the person he cared about and cared about the most was Che'er.But why can't he turn that corner?Why do you always have to regard Che'er, who you care about the most, as your younger brother?If in his previous life, he could accept Che'er's feelings as he does now and become a partner with Che'er, then would their ending be different?

Thinking of this, Qin An frowned deeply.He felt that the tens of 10 years in his previous life were all in vain.Yiye Blindfolded, obviously the most precious treasure was always by his side, but he foolishly made his treasure sad, didn't give Che'er the best, didn't tell Che'er himself that he was the most important person to him .

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At night, in Wang Yong's tent.

Seeing Zhang He lying on the bed ready to sleep, Wang Yong approached him with a playful smile, put his arms around Zhang He and kissed him on the face. "My injury is healed!"

"Oh!" Hearing Wang Yong's words, Zhang He responded lightly.

"Oh what? I wanted to have sex with you two days ago, but you said I was injured and wouldn't let me touch you. Now that my injury is healed, shouldn't you do it with me?" Staring at the person in her arms , Wang Yong asked.

Hearing this, Zhang He twitched his eyes. "Not in that mood!"

Being directly rejected by the other party, Wang Yong gritted his teeth in displeasure. "But, I want to do it!"

Looking at Wang Yong who was begging for pleasure with a faceless face, Zhang He couldn't help but rolled his eyes. "You don't have long hands yourself?"

Hearing this, Wang Yong was stunned. "Me? I didn't use it before I met you. It's even more impossible to use it after I met you." Before meeting Zhang He, although Wang Yong was 27 years old, he was a cultivator madman with one heart.All his thoughts were devoted to cultivation, and he didn't even think about things that had nothing to do with cultivation.It is even more impossible to do it.It was Zhang He who touched Wang Yong's completely ignored desire nerve, so Wang Yong now has these thoughts.

Looking at the man with an obviously ugly face, Zhang He frowned.He didn't expect the other party to say that. "Wang Yong, I, I think the two of us are a mistake. I admit, you have always been very kind to me. I, I am also very grateful to you. However, I, I think we are really not suitable. In the future , let's sleep in a tent!"

This is the longest sentence that Zhang He, who cherishes words like gold, said to Wang Yong after the two knew each other. However, this is not what Wang Yong wants to hear.Staring at Zhang He who was close at hand, Wang Yong squinted his eyes for a long time.It was so long that half of Zhang He's body was a little paralyzed when he was pressed by the opponent.

Reaching out, Wang Yong pinched Zhang He's chin.He brought his face closer to the other person. "Zhang He, I've made it clear to you today. I, Wang Yong, are not someone you can come and go at a whim. It is impossible for you to get rid of me. You want to get rid of me, unless you have the ability Kill me. Otherwise, you will never get what you want."

"Wang Yong, I, I don't want to get to the point of life and death with you. You are the core disciple of Qingyun Sect, a male nun and a nun in the sect. There are so many people who admire you, there is no need for you to pester me!" Speaking of this, Zhang He was a little angry.He just wanted to resolve this matter peacefully, he didn't want to kill Wang Yong, and he didn't want to kill Wang Yong. No matter what, Wang Yong had been helping him control the violent flame power in his body.It's really nice to him, he doesn't want to repay his kindness with revenge!

"I don't like them, I just want to fuck you." Looking at Zhang He, Wang Yong answered concisely and forcefully.

"I..." Upon receiving this answer, Zhang He was so angry that his face turned black. "I, I'm a fucking man, I don't want to be oppressed."

"But I just want to suppress you!" Staring at Zhang He's face, Wang Yong spit out the words that made Zhang He want to go crazy.

"You? You are fucking sick!" The hair on his head turned red one by one with anger.Zhang He raised his foot as if kicking someone off his bed.However, Wang Yong quickly grabbed the opponent's ankle.defuse the opponent's attack.

"You, you bastard, you!" Raising his hand, Zhang He punched him.Wang Yong turned his hands and grabbed the opponent's wrist.He turned over and suppressed the dishonest person under him.A golden rope flew out of Wang Yong's storage bag, split into two, and one directly tied Zhang He's arm to the head of the bed.One directly tied Zhang He's legs to the end of the bed.

"You, you!" Feeling that he was tied to the bed and unable to move, Zhang He was even more depressed, and clusters of flames burst out directly above his head.

"Don't be angry!" Raising his hand, Wang Yong hastily injected his cold power into Zhang He's dantian, suppressing the violent flames in Zhang He's body.