Cultivator: Fighting God

Chapter 1382 Breaking the Xuanyu (19)
Zengxuan chuckled and said, "Don't be nervous, relax? I can't help but hear what a young man is saying to a girl who is just trying out Yunyu?"

Ye Yang was expressionless: "Sister Zengxuan, you can close your eyes and rest when you are free, don't make trouble!"

Zeng Xuan patted Ye Yang: "Stinky boy, if you call me Sister Xuan, you must respect me!"

"I know, I will respect you like I respect my old lady, don't worry!"

"Humph!"

Zeng Xuan put his hands on his hips and stared angrily from the side.

……

Yun Xiaoxi slowly closed his eyes, breathed evenly, only felt a mighty flame infuse from Ye Yang's palm into his body, like a fire dragon flowing slowly through his meridians, constantly cleaning up these days Lai Yunxiaoxi's blood and true energy stagnation, for a while, the sense of comfort between the veins made Yunxiaoxi take a deep breath.

After a while, Ye Yang's forehead was covered with sweat. This is a very delicate process. The sending and receiving of power must be just right, otherwise it will easily stab Yun Xiaoxi's body and veins that have not been tempered by divine power. It was Yun Xiaoxi who ascended to become a god, but he was nothing more than a second-grade god.

After three full hours, finally, Ye Yang breathed a sigh of relief, sat softly beside Yun Xiaoxi, and said: "Okay, the depression in the heart has been cleared up, Xiaoxi, after a week of breath adjustment, you will I found that my strength has increased by leaps and bounds."

"Ah."

Yun Xiaoxi opened his eyes, and there were streaks of lavender ice crystals in his palm, which were the energy fragments of the Ice Crystal Art, and at the same time, a small amount of divine crystal energy was infused. At this moment, Yun Xiaoxi's body had begun to slowly transform As a god body, that precious godhead is also slowly forming in the altar.

"rustle……"

Yun Xiaoxi moved slightly, supported Ye Yang's head with his arms, put it on his lap, let him be a pillow, and said with a light smile, "Sleep for a while, Ziyu?"

Ye Yang leaned his cheek on Yun Xiaoxi's slippery snowy legs, with indescribable happiness in his heart, he smiled: "In this way, how can I fall asleep?"

Yun Xiaoxi blushed, "Your concentration is not enough!"

Zengxuan said from the side: "For my sister and me, his concentration is at the level of a god, and for you, it is completely at the level of the earth..."

Yun Xiaoxi blushed even more with embarrassment: "Sister Xuan, stop teasing me..."

"Hehe, Xiaoxi is so cute when he's shy. He looks like Ziyu, who looks so skinny and shameless all day long, making people want to beat him up all day. What's even more hateful is that this kid's current strength is not good at all. Not inferior to me, even if you want to beat him, you can't beat him at all..."

Yun Xiaoxi: "..."

……

Ye Yang's face was pillowed on Yun Xiaoxi's long, greasy legs, smelling the unique fragrance of her body, it was particularly enjoyable, although her heart was beating so hard that it seemed to burst out of her chest, but it couldn't be worth it for Yun Xiaoxi's luck. Gong dredged the tiredness and emptiness of the heart, and fell asleep in a blink of an eye. The sleeping face was peaceful, the eyebrows were furrowed, as if he was dreaming of something.

(End of this chapter)