Control the Nine Heavens

At this moment, Yun Jiuming's voice entered his ears.

"Boy Qin, come to my residence."

Hearing Yun Jiuming's voice transmission, Qin Yue didn't dare to neglect, and greeted the two women, and they left the courtyard and walked all the way to Yun Jiuming's residence.

Along the way, everyone who saw Qin Yue pointed and pointed.

Some people admired it in their eyes, some showed panic and various expressions, but no one greeted Qin Yue. When they saw him coming, they nodded slightly for the good ones, but the bad ones were afraid to avoid them. It was as if Qin Yue was some kind of beast.

For those who nod to him, Qin Yue is not arrogant, and most of them nod with a smile, while for those who avoid him far away, Qin Yue is unaware and just walks on his own.

As the ancestor of the Yun family, Yun Jiuming's residence is not luxurious at all, but rather ordinary, even a bit shabby. It is in the northeast corner of the Yun family's mansion. A thatched cottage comes into view.

This is Yun Jiu Ming's residence!

Walking out of the thatched cottage unhurriedly, Qin Yue bowed slightly and said respectfully into the house, "Boy Qin Yue pays respects to the ancestor of Jiu Ming..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yun Jiuming's voice came from inside the room, "Fart ancestor, you and Zi Yan are on good terms now, please call me grandpa from now on, okay, I have something to do when I come in Talk to you in detail."

"Yes, Grandpa!"

Qin Yue nodded, and the man walked into the house slowly.

The furnishings in the house are very simple, with wooden tables, wooden chairs, wooden beds, some tea sets, and a pot of fragrant tea, which are extraordinarily elegant.

At the table, a burly old man poured himself a drink.

The old man was naturally Yun Jiuming.

Different from the first meeting, Yun Jiu Ming's face was red at this time, and he looked like he was in his sixties, but there was no sign of old age on his face.

What surprised Qin Yue the most was that Yun Jiuming looked unremarkable, the ancient well was unwavering, and he didn't leak the slightest breath at all, just like those old men in sixty-six who didn't practice.

"Is this the super master of the true god realm? He can completely restrain his breath!"

Qin Yue was a little shocked in his heart. He had to know that he had already mastered the Condensing Yuan Jue, but he could not completely restrain his breath, but at this moment, Yun Jiu Ming had done it.

Seemingly aware of Qin Yue's surprise, Yun Jiuming said with a smile: "Boy, don't be surprised, the warriors in the real god realm have been integrated with the heaven and the earth, and restraining the breath is completely easy to do!"

Nodding his head, Qin Yue asked, "Grandpa Zu, what can you do with me?"

"What, it took you and Zi Yan, and Jiang Shi'er's girl to fall in love?"

Yun Jiuming asked back with a smile.

"Talking about love?"

Qin Yue gave a wry smile from the bottom of his heart.

The awkwardness at the beginning also disappeared, and he came to the table to sit down, picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea for himself, and devoured it.

To be honest, Jiang Shier solved Qin Yue's physiological needs with his hands not long ago, Qin Yue had a dry mouth, but now a sip of fragrant tea moistens his throat, he only feels that his whole body is much more relaxed.

Seeing Qin Yue pouring and drinking with a calm demeanor, Yun Jiuming was stunned for a moment, then laughed and scolded, "Stinky boy, you are really welcome!"

That being said, Yun Jiuming appreciates this kind of casual behavior.

Qin Yue smiled calmly and said, "Grandpa Zu, we are all our own family now, what's so polite?"

"You stinky boy..."

Yun Jiuming smiled bitterly and said again: "By the way, your body should be of the wind and fire attribute, right?"

"Not bad!"

Qin Yue nodded, but in his heart he was amazed that Yun Jiuming's eyes were vicious, and he could see through his physical attributes at a glance. This ability is indeed only possessed by the masters of the true god realm.

"Then you're lucky this time!"

Seeing Qin Yue nodding, Yun Jiuming said with a smile.

"Luck?"

Qin Yue scratched his head, and some monks Zhang Er were puzzled.

Yun Jiuming explained: "A few days ago, a huge iceberg appeared in the Falling Star Sea [-] miles to the east. It is rumored that there seems to be a strange fire inside the iceberg."

"Different fire?"

Qin Yue's eyes widened, and a strong sense of possessiveness rose in his heart. Thinking of what Yun Jiuming had just said, he blurted out, "Grandpa Zu, do you want to help me capture the strange fire?"

"Yes, although your strength is strong now, you are still a lot worse than us thousand-year-old demons. With the strange fire, your strength will definitely increase greatly. Hey, after all, you have a magical weapon, and you will inevitably have trouble in the future. , plus the little girl Zi Yan is with you again, the ancestors don't want the girl to be a widow in the future!"

Yun Jiuming said with a wry smile.

Nodding, Qin Yue is also self-aware.

Don't look at how he abolished Zhuge Huang's arm with a sword not long ago.

In fact, under normal conditions, Qin Yue would never hurt Zhuge Huang, who was in the real god realm, even if he used the madness technique, even if he used the power of the bloodthirsty mad dragon, and even if he used the killing sword.

The main reason why it was so perverted that day was that Qin Yue stimulated the essence of the killing intent in his body and entered the ultimate artistic conception of entering the Dao by killing him.

That is, the realm.

Relying on the power of the Dao realm, Zhuge Huang was wounded by the Dao sword and fled. Otherwise, Qin Yue would definitely not be Zhuge Huang's opponent even with full firepower.

At this time, Yun Jiuming said with a serious face: "Boy, don't be too happy too soon, it is still not sure what kind of strange fire is sealed in the iceberg, if the quality of the strange fire is too high, it will be difficult for you to refine it. , if the will is not strong, even his life will be lost in vain."

"This kid has confidence!"

Qin Yue swore to himself.

This is also the truth, didn't the bloodthirsty mad dragon agree to him, and he would help him when refining the strange fire in the future.

Besides, Qin Yue's mental will is quite tenacious, and he is confident that he can refine the strange fire.

The so-called strange fire is the power of nature. This kind of natural power is different from the power of fire. The power of nature is the essence of the power of nature. If it can be refined, Qin Yue's strength is definitely not the same. than ever.

Seeing Qin Yue so full of confidence, Yun Jiuming nodded and said again: "Okay, go down and rest for a few days, that strange fire was sealed by a thousand-mile iceberg, and the major forces in the East China Sea have been attacking for several days, but with great results. Wei, it's not too late for us to leave in a few days."

"That kid quit first!"

Qin Yue nodded, and immediately bowed out of the thatched hut.

Seeing Qin Yue leave, Yun Jiuming laughed, "As expected of being the descendant of a generation of killers, this courage and arrogance are really different."

On that day, Qin Yue entered to kill the Dao, with a blood-colored phantom behind him, similar to a ghost doctor, and the old monsters like Yin Lao who had lived for thousands of years were recognized. .

After returning to Zi Yan's residence, Jiang Shi'er had nowhere to go, only Zi Yan was playing the piano in the pavilion in the middle of the small pool.

The delicate hand plucked the strings, and the sound of the violin came, like the ding-dong of mountain spring water, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

Quietly came to Zi Yan and sat down, Qin Yue didn't disturb Zi Yan who was playing the piano, and just stared at the pretty face of the beauty so quietly.

Zi Yan is undoubtedly a standard beauty, with a graceful figure, exquisite and graceful, convex and concave, with a beautiful oval face, Liu Yuemei, Qiu Shui eyes, Qiong nose and cherry lips, she is tall and dressed in Dressed in a white over-the-knee plain white dress, she was full of strong mature charm.

In the huge East China Sea, Zi Yan is recognized as a peerless beauty, and is the object of many young warriors who are secretly coveted.

Just after Zi Yan returned to Xuantian Island from Luo Yuncheng, there were so many young talents who flattered her and gave gifts to her every day. Unfortunately, Zi Yan did not wink at any man. Is to eat a closed door.

Up to now, many people have only seen the beauty of Zi Yan from the portrait, but have not been able to see the real person.

"Sister Ziyan, being able to marry you is really a blessing that I have cultivated in my life."

Staring at Zi Yan's beautiful face and listening to the elegant piano sound played by Zi Yan, Qin Yue was fascinated and muttered to himself.

That thought, Zi Yan just finished playing a song, and opened her eyes from the lingering sound.

Seeing Qin Yue beside her, Zi Yan was stunned for a moment, then her beautiful eyes flowed, and she asked with a small smile, "Xiao Yue, when did you come back?"

"Sister Ziyan, you are so beautiful when you smile!"

Qin Yue avoided answering, but said silly.

"Really?"

Zi Yan blinked slyly.

"Uh...Sister Ziyan, you..."

Qin Yue was a little stunned, it was the first time he saw Zi Yan so coquettish.

Seeing Qin Yue staring straight at herself, Zi Yan's pretty face blushed, and she said coquettishly, "Stinky boy, what do you think you keep staring at me?"

"Sister Ziyan, I like you, no matter what, you are not allowed to leave me in this life!"

Qin Yue said domineeringly, reaching out to take Zi Yan's delicate body into his arms.

Unprepared, Zi Yan was hugged by Qin Yue and said in a panic, "Xiao Yue, let me go."

"I do not!"

Qin Yue shook his head.

As the saying goes, women always say something wrong. The more they want, the more they refuse.

Looking down at Zi Yan who was flustered in his arms, he asked with a smile: "Sister Zi Yan, do you still remember our kiss of love?"

"You... woo!"

Zi Yan opened her mouth, but before she could speak, her cherry lips were sealed by Qin Yue's big mouth.

During the passionate kiss, Qin Yue was a little carried away, and kept pushing against Zi Yan's teeth with his big tongue, and entangled and chased with the beauty's delicate and lubricating lilac little tongue.

Seeing that she was struggling, Zi Yan's heart was numb and she occasionally raised her head, but when she met Qin Yue's fiery eyes, she turned her head and quickly moved away, relying on Qin Yue to clearly see her blushing ears.

After half a sound, the lips parted, and there were a few silver threads entangled in the corners of their mouths.

Qin Yue smacked his lips and said with a smile: "Sister Ziyan, your little mouth is really fragrant, Xiaoyue is really blessed."

"..."

Zi Yan didn't speak, just looked at Qin Yue quietly. After a while, she said with a coquettish anger: "Stinky boy, you must be flirting with a lot of women in private because you are so skilled, right?"

"The world can be learned, sister Zi Yan, you are my favorite woman!"

After patting his chest and saying, Qin Yue read softly: "The swans fly south and the birds do not return, the water flows in several places and the spring returns, and the thousands of customs are drifting away, and the heart is flying by leaning on the lonely pavilion. Wandering a few times."

After speaking, he laughed loudly, "What a good poem, what a good poem!"

"Stinky boy, to be honest, how many women have you deceived in the past few months?" Zi Yan scolded.

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