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Chapter 193 Two Blood Flowers (1)

Second update

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The highly anticipated "Sacred Girl of Divine Wood" enfeoffment ceremony was held grandly on Tianquan Peak. The eight sects of Nanchen sent elder-level people to watch the ceremony. This time, people from all sects were allowed to visit the Kumu Peak for the first time to watch the divine wood. The previous rumors of "five clouds soaring into the sky, and the dead wood fell" disappeared. The vitality of the Divine Wood made the entire Jiuji Peak more than twice as rich in the spiritual energy concentration than other places. With such conditions, how could the Kumu Sect decline?

After more than half a month, the disciples of the Kumu Sect were still talking about this matter. The name of the saint of the divine wood, Zhao Yao, naturally spread throughout the Tianchen Realm, and Zhao Yao's peerless appearance was even more amazing.

Next, a grand event will happen is the Nanchen Eight Sect Competition next month. This ten-year competition is actually a new generation of the eight Nanchen Sects. The top ten of the competition will have generous rewards, and you will also get the opportunity to enter the ancient secret world of Nanchen.

The eight sects attach great importance to each major competition. This is not only a matter of face, but also a barometer of the rise and fall of the sect. If no disciple can enter the top ten of the eight sects for ten consecutive years, then this sect will probably be removed from the first tier and become a second-rate sect from a top sect.

There is really a sect that has not made it to the top ten in the competition for seven consecutive terms. It is the Xuanlan Sect that Han Yun met when he was in Anning Village. The seventh term means that the span of seventy years has been terrifying. If no outstanding disciples emerge in the seventy years, the sect is beginning to decline and it is getting dusk.

Xuanlan Sect is currently ranked at the bottom among the eight Nanchen Sects. This time, I heard that there was an extraordinary person who was trying to win the first place in one fell swoop. He was proud and sighed in the shame of seventy years.

In order to welcome the upcoming competition, Han Yun is now stepping up his skills in controlling objects and refining the Eight Treasure Glazed Tower.

On this day, Han Yun was practicing controlling objects. After a month of practice, Han Yun was able to master the purple lightning arrow to perform various attack actions, which was considered to have fully mastered the tricks of controlling objects.

"Qi!" Han Yun pinched the magic trick with his hand, and the purple lightning arrow turned into a purple shadow, and there was still a faint light of lightning.

puff!

The purple lightning arrow happened to pierce into the bun behind Xuan Yue's head. Xuan Yue, who was sitting beside him holding his chin in both hands, was startled and frightened. He reached out and touched the bun behind his head, and gave Han Yun a coquettish smile. Han Yun flashed and sat beside Xuan Yue's side, tilted his body and slid down next to Xuan Yue's breasts, resting his head on Xuan Yue's amazingly elastic legs.

Xuan Yue let out a light voice, blushed and placed her knees flat, and said angrily: "Damn big bad guy, if you are tired, treat him as a pillow!"

Han Yun smiled, reached out and scraped Xuan Yue's tender chin and said, "Do you have something to worry about? You're so depressed all day!"

Xuan Yue pouted her mouth slightly and said softly: "How can I feel depressed!"

In fact, if Xuan Yue doesn't say it, Han Yun can guess eight or nine points. Yaoyao has already built a foundation, and now she has the opportunity to cultivate on the divine wood. The Golden Elixir stage is just around the corner. And she has successfully built the foundation. Although Yue'er is also a single spiritual root now, how can her cultivation speed be as fast as herself and Yaoyao? Although Yue'er's cultivation level has reached the ninth level of Qi Refining, she is still far from herself and Yaoyao. No wonder she is depressed all day long, especially a sensitive girl like Yue'er.

"Well, after the competition, I have to find a way to help Yue'er build the foundation as soon as possible. After all, Yue'er has passed twenty years!" Han Yun said intently, but his head was rubbing lightly on Xuan Yue's soft abdomen inadvertently.

Xuan Yue's face turned red like an apple. She twisted and pulled the corner of her skirt lightly, her eyes were watery, and she didn't know what she was thinking. Han Yun couldn't help but wonder, and reached out to touch Xuan Yue's cheek and said, "Yue'er, what's wrong with you? Why are your face so red!"

Xuan Yue turned the noodles in panic and said, "No... I'm blushing!"

The shy look made Han Yun swallow, and Xuan Yue couldn't help but lower her head and angrily look Han Yun. Seeing Han Yun's intoxicated gaze, she was both happy and ashamed, and her eyes moved away in a dodge.

Han Yun felt even more itchy when he saw it. An evil fire surged in his lower abdomen. He licked his lips and reached out to hook Xuan Yue's neck and fell down. Xuan Yue bent down obediently, and Han Yun couldn't wait to kiss Xuan Yue's tender lips.

"Hi!" Xuan Yue's nose let out a soft whine, and the fragrant tongue actively penetrated into Han Yun's mouth and stirred up. Han Yun couldn't help but be surprised and happy. Yue'er was so active today. She held the lilac tongue and sucked and kissed her. One hand slid into the lapel of her clothes without being honest, and flexibly caressed the two warm and soft balls.

Xuan Yue's slender waist stiffened and then slowly relaxed, allowing Han Yun's big hands to climb mountains and ridges everywhere, and his throat made a gasp moan. The evil fire burst out in Han Yun's lower abdomen, and the things under his crotch stood up high. He turned over and pushed Xuan Yue down on the grass, half-kneeled and rode up, and his hands tightly clasped his slender waist. Xuan Yue hugged Han Yun's solid waist tightly, his chest slightly arched and pressed against Han Yun's chest, and his shoulders pressed against the grass, and his waist and hips bent into an attractive arc, and his round and pretty buttocks seemed particularly attractive.

The two kissed for a long time before they separated panting. Xuan Yue's pretty red face seemed to be drunk, and her eyes could almost drip water. Her bright red mouth was slightly swollen by the kiss, and her breasts were half exposed and she fell. Han Yun felt that it was so hard that it hurt. He couldn't help but squeeze it hard between Xuan Yue's thighs, holding Xuan Yue's round buttocks with both hands to greet him.

"Ah! Big bad guy... Oh!" Xuan Yue's legs trembled and let out a heart-warming and tender moan.

Han Yun covered Xuan Yue closely, kissing Xuan Yue's earlobe lightly, and said softly in a hoarse voice: "Yue'er, can we take a bath?"

Xuan Yue was sprayed on Han Yun's hot breath, her heart trembled, her body was as soft as mud, and she nodded shyly.

Han Yun was overjoyed. What happened to Yue'er today? His former wife Han Yun refused to agree. But at this time, he didn't think too much. He picked up Xuan Yue's soft body and ran to the backyard in a hurry. Xuan Yue hooked Han Yun's neck with both hands, and his pretty face was buried deep in Han Yun's arms, but his shoulders were trembling slightly.

Han Yun hugged Xuanyue and jumped into the hot spring pool, hurried to remove Xuanyue's clothes, but after searching, he couldn't find a place to start.
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