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The first thousand one hundred and eighty-fifth chapters, please take care of the director.

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Linghu Yaojue has actually developed ambition to die. If An Pei Sect is finally allowed to succeed, it would be better to die if the old demon Qingming succeeds. She is in despair, but Wang Yan is holding her jade hand and breaking a sentence that makes her tremble inside.

"ah?"

The sudden double attack made her heart suddenly feel disordered, and her blood accelerated and her pretty face flushed. She said in a trembling voice, "Wang Yan, what are you talking about?"

If she said this in private, the impact she suffered would be slightly better. But now so many people are so sudden that she naturally makes her heart irritated and tremble.

The one who suffered a greater impact than Linghu Yaojue is the goddess Indira. She was incredibly desperate, and the only glimmer of hope in her heart was on Wang Yan, and she was looking forward to it, but unexpectedly, this guy grabbed Linghu Yaojue and confessed affectionately.

This bend turned too fast and too anxious, and almost threw the goddess Shiva away. She made her a little angry and her pretty eyes widened. Damn Son of Fire, when is it time to pick up girls?

Even if you really want to soak, can you wait until the trouble is solved before soaking? Then this goddess will introduce you to hundreds of...

The other girls were naturally surprised.

Is this a situation too exaggerated?

Not to mention that one's own people were scared, even the enemy was shocked. Did this son of flame take the wrong medicine? When is it that he still thinking about picking up girls.

"Hmph~"

Even in the distance, Ape Sumhi, who drove Yata Mirror to conquer the Eye of Destruction, couldn't help but snorted coldly: "I am worthy of being the son of the Romance. Even before I die, I still want to be romantic."

In fact, even if they occupy the body of Anpei Zongxiu, they don’t know whether they are Anpei Qingming or Anpei Zongxiu. The souls of the two have long been unknowingly merged, that is, they have Anpei Zongxiu’s growth experience and part of their consciousness, and also Apei Qingming’s vast consciousness as the sea.

But in general, Ampe Qingming's main consciousness accounts for the majority. After all, this old monster's cultivation strength is far from comparable to Ampe Zongxiu, and his consciousness is even stronger.

"Qingming Gong, I need a monk... Hehe~" Yuanzhi, who hated Wang Yan, sneered repeatedly, "This Linghu Yaojue is the beloved concubine appointed by Qingming Gong. I think this son of flame is tired of living."

"Let him go, it's just a little bit of arrogance before his death." Ampe Zongxiu sneered, "This son of flame is useful later, so he can make a little messing around again."

In the eyes of Ampe Qingming's main consciousness, although the son of Fire has extraordinary potential, he is still a young boy. In the Pure Yang lineage, he is now a Yan Zun, so he can pay attention to it.

"Hehe, boy, you're a bargain." Yuan Zhi stared at Wang Yan and sneered, "Snatch the opportunity and confess to your goddess. There will be no chance in a while."

At this time, Wang Yan ignored Yuanzhi at all, and continued to hold the hand of Linghu Yaojue with a pretty face, and said sincerely: "Yaojue, I have always loved you, but due to the seniority between you and me, I can only suppress the emotions in my heart. But now, even my life is almost gone. My surging love can no longer be controlled like the power of the prehistoric world."

"Ah?" This naked and nude confession was like thunderstorms that made Linghu Yaojue's consciousness blank and his heart was like a deer.

What's wrong with Wang Yan? Could it be that he had repeatedly rejected himself before, really just because of seniority? It's really because of some secular restrictions? It turns out that in his heart, he really loves himself deeply?

In an instant, Linghu Yaojue's delicate body and soul all became fluttering.

She was about to cry. She confessed to Wang Yan several times before, and even shamelessly used the technique of fox charm to seduce. In the end, he still stuck to himself and rejected himself again and again.

This made her unable to help but wonder if she was the blood of the Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox family?

A vixen, even a human man, was simply losing the face of the Tianhu clan.

It turns out that Xiao Yan has been suppressing himself.

Linghu Yaojue's pretty face was flushed, and he looked at Wang Yan with affectionate feelings, and whispered: "Xiao Yan, actually I am too..."

Before she could say the second half of her moving love words, she heard Wang Yan's voice transmission sound in her ears: "Director, yes, it's this expression, you cooperate well."

"What?"

Wang Yan's words were like a thunder blew up in his ears. When has it been? You still called me Director? No, no, this is not the point. The point is cooperation? Damn Wang Yan, what is cooperation? Please explain it clearly.

Linghu Yaojue was stunned, his pretty face was covered with cuteness. What was going on?

"Hey, Director, please don't look demented?" Wang Yan's voice sounded in her ears again, "The situation is urgent now, you have to cooperate well with me. Whether you die or live, it depends on your cooperation. Don't see the flaws for those big villains."

"Play, act?"

Linghu Yaojue's mind roared, her pretty face turned red and white, and her delicate body trembled and was shaking. It turned out that after a long time, he was expressing his wrong feelings. Wang Yan was just talking nonsense at all, not loving himself to death.

This made her both ashamed and ashamed. Thinking about being flirted with him, her heart was swaying, and her heart was secretly accused. As a result, he was fine and told her lightly that this was acting and she must not take it seriously.

In addition to shame, an irresistible anger burst out from Linghu Yaojue's chest. Wang Yan, you bastard, are you really intolerable? I really want to bite him to death, and you will be done with all your strength.

"Wang Yan, are you really acting?" Linghu Yaojue almost gritted his teeth and said in a cold voice.

"Director, please be serious, okay? How could I love you like a tide? Ha, just kidding." Wang Yan's voice continued to sound in her ears, "This is the situation. The ancient toxin produced by Ampe Zongxiu does have some tricks. However, how can it be difficult for my extreme Yang body? Although it takes some time, it can still be removed. Let's act here. I can hold your hand and pass on the extreme Yang fire to you to remove the toxins. Director, how about it, am I smart?"

Linghu Yaojue was simply shocked. Smart, smart, you are a big-headed ghost. If you have a plan, you can't tell me earlier. You have to flirt first. After flirting, you will be like a sensation. You will be as if you are fine. You are so embarrassed and angry that you really want to strangle him to death.

"Director, please be more dedicated." Wang Yan's voice sounded again, "The expression is more charming, shy, and you still want to refuse."

I want to reject your soul. When Linghu Yaojue really wanted to kick him hard, she suddenly felt an extremely yang heat penetrated into her meridians from her palm. The scorching breath and violent impact made her moan like a "moan".

That delicate moan was really a bone-shaking look, showing the charming style of the fox.
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