female beast master

Chapter 2 Traveling Through the Land of Spiritual Cultivation
Leng Yan turned over and landed lightly. When she noticed that Shenqiu's eyes were strange, she realized that her leather skirt was still around her waist. Leng Yan's cheeks flushed slightly, and she hurriedly pulled the skirt.

"Leng Yan, we finally have revenge!" Shen Qiu said, smiling a bit forcedly.

Leng Yan glanced at Le Liang's body, took a deep breath, and said, "I didn't expect it to be him!"

At this time, Shenqiu saw the wound on Leng Yan's elbow, and said carefully, "Yan, you are injured."

"It's okay, it's just a minor injury!" Leng Yan said.

Shenqiu stared into Leng Yan's eyes, and said seriously: "Yan, I won't hurt you again in the future! Trust me!"

Leng Yan's heart softened for a moment.

In fact, this was a game set up by Shenqiu and her. After Team C was destroyed, Shenqiu found Leng Yan, told about this matter, and told the news that Ning Ning was dead!
Leng Yan thought about anyone, but never doubted Le Liang!They were so in love!
Shenqiu covered her lips, licked Leng Yan's lipstick-covered lips lightly, and said, "It turned out to be my favorite strawberry flavor."

Leng Yan's face flushed slightly.

"Why did Le Liang do this? They are so in love!" Leng Yan asked while looking at Le Liang's body.

"Maybe there is a compelling reason!" Shenqiu's voice was ambiguous and low, leaning slightly towards Leng Yan's side.

Leng Yan just wanted to retreat, but was grabbed, and then only felt cold in her abdomen, and a dagger had already been inserted into her lower abdomen.

"You..." Leng Yan looked at Shen Qiu in disbelief. The two were still kissing lingeringly just now, but now Shen Qiu thrust the dagger in hard and never got past the handle.

Leng Yan wanted to reach out to grab it, but she had no strength... Shenqiu grabbed Leng Yan's black chest, pulled her closer, and said in a low voice: "Leng Yan, the traitor is actually me!"

Leng Yan's eyes suddenly widened.

"Actually, I don't want to kill you, I love you so much, but I have no choice!" Shen Qiu touched Leng Yan's cheek, leaned over to touch it lightly, and whispered in her ear.

Leng Yan only felt that life was passing by, even if he opened his eyes wide, his eyes became more and more hazy, his ears were rumbling, his body was getting softer and colder... The one who betrayed her was not her sister's lover, but hers. lovers!

But he himself killed Le Liang!
Maybe, I really deserve to die!
Looking straight at Shenqiu, his face gradually became distorted and blurred... His whole body seemed to be on fire, the skin was hot, but the inside of his body was icy cold, and he wanted to move uneasily, but felt I was so weak that I didn't even have the strength to open my eyes.

A low sobbing sound could be heard beside her ears, and a pair of cool hands brushed her cheeks... Then, she fell into a coma again.

When I woke up again, the fever had subsided, but my body was very sticky and greasy, and the whole room smelled of herbs.

After a while, Leng Yan recovered from the clouds and mist, and found herself lying on an old-fashioned wooden bed, half of the light blue bed curtain hanging down, just covering her sight.

When I reached out to pull the curtain of the bed, I felt a tightness in my chest, and a slight movement hurt my whole body.

I couldn't help coughing, and even couldn't help it, spewed out a mouthful of black blood, staining the quilt.

Leng Yan stared at the blood stains on the quilt, feeling a little silly for a moment.

In the end what happened?
At the end of the memory, Shenqiu stabbed the lower abdomen with a dagger... Leng Yan stretched out his hand to touch the lower abdomen, it was smooth and showed no signs of injury, but the chest felt oppressed again, and he held back desperately to stop vomiting blood.

Leng Yan didn't move anymore, whether it was her lower abdomen or her chest, it was certain that she was injured, and the injury was serious.

Taking a deep breath, Leng Yan frowned, and there was a warm current in the lower abdomen, like a source of strength, flowing through the whole body along the blood vessels.

It was very thin and weak. If she hadn't focused on her wound at this time, she might not have noticed that this force was able to relieve the pain in her chest when it flowed past.

He silently recited the practice and meditation method that he had learned before, and found that this method actually made the power flow more rapidly, and the injury on his chest was gradually relieved.

Just closing his eyes, he fell asleep, and all kinds of fragments suddenly filled his mind.

Because of the squeeze of this powerful force, beads of sweat emerged from Lengyan's forehead. When everything stopped, everything was frozen on a somewhat gloomy face, and her heart surged. Endless hatred... Suddenly woke up, it was still the same room, the same bed, but the pain in the chest had disappeared.

Leng Yan took a deep breath, and took out a bronze mirror from the side of the bed with his hand. A young man's delicate and pale face came into view. Leng Yan touched it with his hand, and his heart became clearer.

She was already dead, and her soul traveled to this foreign world called the Boundless Continent, and possessed this young man also named Leng Yan.

In my memory, the vast continent is vast and dangerous. Here is a world where humans and monsters coexist.

Human beings rely on spiritual practice to improve their abilities and compete with monsters for cultivation resources, and at the same time use monsters to improve their abilities.

The so-called spiritual cultivation, in Leng Yan's sense, is like the so-called internal force, all the spiritual power is condensed in the dantian.

If a spiritual cultivator can convert spiritual power into phantom power, he can use phantom power to control the soul of a monster, sign a contract, and become a phantom psychic.

The magical beasts controlled by the illusionist are called phantom beasts.

Phantom spirit masters with phantom beasts are much stronger than ordinary spiritual practitioners. In this world where the strong are respected, becoming a phantom spirit master can be respected by people.

If the phantom spirit master can break through the bottleneck and transform the phantom power into combat power, he will be able to fuse with the phantom beast and become a war spirit master.

To become a war spirit master is already a strong man in the vast continent. At the same time, war spirit masters can use the power of fusion with phantom beasts to gain the ability to fly.

Further up, there is the soul master who transforms combat power into soul power. The memory of this part is blurred, and obviously this Leng Yan doesn't know much.

So it seems that the warm current in her body that can repair the wound is the so-called spiritual power.However, with such a small spiritual power, according to Leng Yan's memory, it can only be regarded as the third-level level of a junior spiritual practitioner at most.

This level of ability can almost be ignored, because in the Comprehensive Academy of Spiritual Cultivation and Martial Arts, as long as one has the physique of spiritual cultivation for two months, even the most stupid person can reach the third-level level of a junior spiritual practitioner!
What a waste!
At this speed of practice, even in a lifetime, he would not be able to become an illusionist!
If it weren't for Leng Yan being a direct descendant of the Leng family, the grandson of the head of the Leng family, he would definitely not be dawdling in the junior class of this comprehensive academy of spiritual cultivation at the age of 16.

Because Leng Yan has no talent for spiritual cultivation, and at the same time, his body is weak, and he cannot practice martial arts at all.

In this world where the strong are supreme, there is no mercy to speak of, even if Leng Yan shrinks her neck to be a human being, even if Leng Yan has a strong elder brother Leng Yi guarding her, but after all everything is over.

Yuan Li was the name of that gloomy boy, and he was also the chief culprit who killed Leng Yan!
The corners of Leng Yan's brows twitched, and his expression became a little colder.

She knows that in this world where the strong are supreme, if she is not strong enough, she can only disappear. Since she still has a chance to live another life, she must definitely become a truly independent strong who can protect the people she values!
Leng Yan touched the bronze-colored ring on her finger. This ring is a magical device that can hide gender. It has been worn on her index finger since she can remember. She has been disguised as a man since she was a child, and her brother Leng Yi repeatedly Please don't take off the ring, otherwise it will lead to disaster!

Leng Yan was still reminiscing about the memory of this other world, the door was kicked open suddenly, and seven or eight teenagers wearing the same golden-trimmed black gown broke in.

The one in the lead was very handsome, but there was a little more femininity between his brows. Leng Yan noticed that the hand resting on his waist was still slightly raised with orchid fingers.

"Leng Yan! You are so bold that you dare to confess your love to the young master Yuan Li! Hmph, I don't even look at what you are! It's really embarrassing for Leng's family to have such a shameless scumbag like you!" The leader The boy scolded loudly.

Leng Yan knew that this young man was named Leng Qing, he was an elder brother of a collateral branch of the Leng family, and his cultivation talent was much better than that of Leng Yan.

In memory, this Leng Qing seems to like Yuan Li, so he dislikes Leng Yan who is often tortured by Yuan Li, and always comes to bully people when Leng Yan is weakest!

Lengqing itself is a shemale who likes masculinity and has abnormal sexual orientation. It is really thick-skinned to scold Leng Yan at this time.

Leng Yan slowly sat up from the bed, turned over and got out of bed, stared at Leng Qing, snorted lightly, and said, "What are you! How dare you break into my room casually! If you are sensible, get out of here!"

As soon as these words were said, everyone in the circle froze for a moment.

Everyone knows that Leng Yan is the well-known good-for-nothing young master of the Leng family, and that Leng Yan is the underachiever with the worst spiritual power in the Comprehensive Academy of Spiritual Cultivation and Martial Arts.

But why the coercion at this time, the momentum at this time, is like a king. It is obviously inappropriate to listen, but I feel that I can't help but want to listen.

Look at Leng Yan's small face, which has always lowered its head, raised slightly at this time, it seems that it is slightly pale because of bed rest, but because of those black eyes that are not afraid of everything and look at all beings indifferently, it gives people a kind of firmness, fortitude, Persistent, disdainful temperament.

The white underwear she was wearing was obviously bloodstained, but it was still the dignity of a superior, as if Leng Yan at this time was no longer the same wimp as they were familiar with before.

"Leng Yan! How dare you talk to me like that!" Leng Qing was so angry that his hands trembled a little.

Leng Yan, a useless wretch, dared to challenge the coldness who had already cultivated his spiritual power to the fourth level of an intermediate spiritual practitioner, and even had a fearless face on his face!

Leng Yan slowly stood up from the bed, and said coldly: "This is my young master's room! I have the right to let you get out of here!"

"You, you... Good Leng Yan! I..." Leng Qing grabbed the hilt of the sword at his waist and was about to draw it, but was held down by a young man next to him, and even touched Leng Qing in a wretched way. With the back of Qing Qing's hand, he cast a wink at Leng Qing, only to calm down the violent and violent Leng Qing slightly.

"Today, our buddies don't say anything about the young master of the original ceremony. First, take out this month's monthly money to honor our buddies, and then we will slowly settle the account." He said to Leng Yan with a smile.

This boy is a cold and good friend, and the relationship between the two is very ambiguous. If you say that he is cold and lustful, and likes Yuanli, then this boy named Jin Sanyuan loves money, and he likes to bully the weak and collect what is called monthly money protection fee!
Want money?

In my memory, there is indeed a scene where the useless Leng Yan donated all his pocket money to this Jin Siyuan, but the current Leng Yan is not that waste wood. If she wants to become a strong in the mainland, how can she let such a few small Minion domineering!

"Oh? Monthly money? I think you are still one step too late, Yuan Li has already searched all the money on me!" Leng Yan said.

This statement is not false, speaking of it, the dead Leng Yan is really useless, facing Yuan Li's violence, he has no ability to fight back, and even took out all the money in exchange for a little mercy.

"Searched away?" Jin Sanyuan frowned and looked at Leng Qing, both of them saw the original expression in their eyes.

Although Yuan Li is a genius, he has a problem, that is, he is stingy.Such a stingy person invited everyone to have a meal yesterday and drank flower wine. The group were ecstatic.

Now it seems that the crux has been found!
Seeing the bloodstains all over Leng Yan's body, it was obvious that he was severely beaten by Yuan Li's people. If these people attack again, I'm afraid Leng Yan's weak body will not be able to bear it, and he will die, and it will be hard to explain.

It doesn't matter to the Leng family, even if they are direct descendants, they are nothing but useless, but Leng Yan's elder brother Leng Yi is not easy to deal with.

When the two sides were in a stalemate, someone shouted outside: "Hey, Qin Xuan! Our young master is working inside, get out!"

"Get out of the way! What are you doing to Yan! Get out of the way!" Qin Xuan shouted.

Then there was the sound of fighting outside, and after only a moment, Qin Xuan was thrown in with injuries all over his face, and the clean and tidy long gown on his body was also torn in several places, because his nose was bleeding, staining the golden piping Bloodstained, looking distressed.

"Yan..." Qin Xuan looked up, and when he saw Leng Yan standing beside the bed, his expression changed drastically, and he said, "Yan! The doctor said, you hurt your ribs and you can't move around! You, cough! Just connected bone!"

Leng Yan looked down at Qin Xuan whose face was covered with blood, tears, and bruises, and could no longer see his original appearance, and a warm current rose in his heart.

(End of this chapter)