Chapter 264： Power of Soul Enhancement (2) (1/2)

Xiao Yan nodded again and again and thought for a moment. Now he can refine the third grade of elixir in the early days of the emperor. It is estimated that the last five stages of the elixir is almost the same in the later stage of the emperor. As an ace.

Xiao Yan was anxious to go back to absorb the sorrowful ghost, and had a few chats with Qing Haoran before leaving.

Turning a few corridors, the courtyard is deep, there is silence, the night is about to disappear, the air is cold, and the pale blue sky is inlaid with several residual stars.

The small bridge is flowing, Yunchuang Wuge, is approaching his residence, but Xiao Yan's footsteps have stopped. Outside the carved fence, a shadow of a shadow stands against the fence. The green turquoise shirt, the pleated skirt with scattered water, mist, and green grass, wearing a thin veil of turquoise water, if the shoulders are cut into waists, the muscles, the fat, the gas, or the orchids. Waiting, waiting for something.

”Qing Muer?” Xiao Yan couldn't believe his eyes, and was a little surprised.

Under the dim starlight, looking closely, I saw Qian Ying looking to the left and right, the mist of water in her eyes, and the occasional smile appeared gloomy.

Is Muer wronged? It is unlikely that she is the sister of the demon emperor. Usually only she bullies others. Who dares to bully her? Xiao Yan was puzzled, and strode forward, trying to figure it out.

”Little liar, you're finally back ...” At the first sight of Xiao Yan, Qing Muer, who had waited for a night, swept away the languishness and rushed over with joy.

”It's really a little witch. When it changes, it will change. It was cloudy and cloudy just now, and now it has rained and sunny.” Xiao Yan muttered, but did not respond.

Qing Muer rushed into his arms just one step away. Xiao Yan quickly leaned over and held out his hands. The two noses almost touched each other, and a hint of pink and delicate fragrance went straight into the heart.

As the so-called beauty looks under the lamp, the same is true under the light of the moonlight.

Qing Muer leaned on half and half, with bright eyes and bright teeth, beautiful eyes looking forward, thin sweat and light clothing. After the grievance just now, I still feel pitiful and even more deplorable.

Since I met Xiao Yan, every time I saw Xiao Yan was a little liar and a little liar called, in fact Qing Muer had a secret admiration for Xiao Yan. When Xiao Yan and Xiao Qi became married, Qing Muer Frustrated, Xiao Yan successfully recruited Zhen Ni today, remembering that the two of them would face each other day after day, Qing Muer turned around and decided to come to Xiao Yan to ask a question.

Waiting late at night, Qing Mu'er was anxious and suffocated. She had wanted to wait until Xiao Yan had to settle her account, but when the person who thought about it appeared in front of her, she had already cast aside her grievances to the sky. Pleasing up in joy, just want to complain of grievance.

Now the two are close at hand. For the first time, Xiao Yan ’s masculine breathe into Qing Muer ’s nose so closely. Qing Muer is at a loss, and wants to push away, but his whole body is weak and weak, and his sweat is dripping. Panic and a little eager.

Xiao Yan was agitated, came to his senses, and quickly pushed Qing Muer aside, he was so confused that he didn't know what to do.

Qing Mu'er seemed to be wandering in his dreams. He hadn't woke up yet. His face was shameless and beautiful. He seemed to be still reminiscent of the scent of heterosexual masculinity uploaded by Xiao Yan when they were in close contact. When waking up, for fear of being awake, all this is just a dream.

The chilly chill rolled up a lonely, unknown leaf, spinning and falling under the feet of the two. The mist permeated the air, and it seemed to be woven into a soft net, all grass and trees, which were not realistic, making people feel like a dream.

Xiao Yan and Qing Mu'er looked at each other embarrassingly, but they didn't know what to do.

At this time, Qing Muer still looked like the usual little witch, her head bowed, her cheeks flushed, her hands rubbing her horns uneasily.

”You have something to do with me?” Xiao Yan hurriedly spoke to break the stalemate.

Qing Mu'er finally remembered his purpose, ”Well, I can't sleep, so I came to you, just want to ask ...” Qing Mu'er suddenly didn't know how to express, he couldn't ask you and Zhen Ni how All right.