The Road to Slaying God

"Yi Ran ... I'm afraid ..."

Zhang Yang curled up on the chair, the young man's eyes and smile seemed to follow him all the time.

"What are you afraid of?"

"Afraid ... Yiran, are you afraid of death?" Zhang Yang sighed, trying to calm his body back.

Xiao Yiran didn't expect Zhang Yang to ask such a question, and gently frowned Liu Mei to think.

Zhang Yang didn't say anything, staring at Xiao Yiran's thoughtful expression ...

"I think everyone is afraid of death. In this world, no one is not afraid of death. Otherwise, there would not have been so many emperors in ancient times to pursue the technique of immortality. Therefore, death is scared by everyone. You will not be fearless because of your noble status, but death is scary, but it is unavoidable. It is a natural phenomenon to die from old age and sickness. Many people know, many people understand, but few people can see through ... … If you want to get my specific answer, then I think that since death cannot be avoided, then why should we be afraid? If there is vitality, everyone will cherish it. In this world, few people will be willing to give up their lives When life is really about to leave, we have to face it bravely ... "

"You said, would there be regrets when someone dies?" Zhang Yang stared blankly at Xiao Yiran's charming face.

"You're a fool ..." Xiao Yiran looked at Zhang Yang's straight-eyed eyes and poked gently on Zhang Yang's forehead: "When someone dies, there must be regrets, for example, I don't see what I know Some loved ones or their own lovers, of course, also have family careers, unfulfilled ideals and goals, etc ... "

"Yes, why do you ask these?"

"I'm afraid of death ..."

"What's so scary about death? If you're really scared, you'll walk less on the road and eat less unhealthy food. If you're still scared, then I can't do anything about it, only tricks ... Hee hee ... ... "

"What a trick?" Zhang Yang looked at Xiao Yiran's flowery smile a little confused.

"Practicing exercises, what a big move, Jiuyin Zhenjing, Jiuyang Zhenjing, toad magic ... Waiting for you to practice, to ensure that the car will not crash you ..." Xiao Yiran saw Zhang Yang look solemnly, suddenly, Could not help but cover his mouth and laughed: "You wouldn't really believe it?"

"I believe that if you are afraid of death, you have to make yourself strong!" Zhang Yang nodded his head very seriously. Only then did Zhang Yang truly understand the significance of power. This world is insecure, with countless dark corners of ordinary people I don't know, I have already swam the muddy water, it is not good to not make myself strong.

Also from this moment, Zhang Yang really thought of merging the memories in his body. At least, he must learn the application of weapons and strengthen the practice of martial arts. If he has more exposure to weapons and ammunition, then the empty cannonball should be checked out. , Young people will not die from death ...

"... Are you feverish ..."

Xiao Yiran looked at Zhang Yang with a serious face. She couldn't think of a joke. Zhang Yang took it seriously, and reached out and touched Zhang Yang's forehead.

"Yi Ran, do you want to know what I would think if I died?" Zhang Yang gently grasped Xiao Yiran's tenderness.

"People say that good people don't live long, and they have been living for thousands of years. You are a satyr, and you won't die so early. Crow's mouth ... oh ..."

Xiao Yiran was grabbed by Zhang Yang, suddenly blushing, but did not break free.

"I would think, why don't I tell a woman I've been secretly in love with for more than three years, and I like her! Yiran, now I tell you, I like you ..."

"Isn't it? I think you like a lot of people and have taken hundreds of photos secretly." Xiao Yiran said shyly.

"That ..." Zhang Yang suddenly looked awkward.

"Say, do you like a lot of people?" Xiao Yiran saw Zhang Yang and didn't answer, and suddenly he was slightly angry.

"This ... no, I like you the most ..."

"Huh, it's just my favorite, and there are still a lot of them, don't you?"

"Ah ... keke ..."

Zhang Yang was sweating a lot. He really liked a lot. He also liked the big bully on the opposite window, and the small and exquisite sister in room 215 on the second floor. He also liked the long-legged sister in room 318. there's a few……

"Huh, it ’s the one who likes me the most, pervert!" Xiao Yiran didn't argue when he saw Zhang Yang, apparently he was right. She suddenly stood up angrily and would leave. She completely forgot. What is her relationship with Zhang Yang now? No, she didn't understand why she was so angry.

"Content……"

"唔 ... 唔 ......"

Seeing Xiao Yiran leaving, Zhang Yang was in a hurry. He took Xiao Yiran's Bai Nen's arm, but now he can't control that much. What happened today makes me see a lot of things. Human life is short and very short. Dangerous, if everything is jealous, this life is too tired, he can not want to wait like Li Bo for 18 years.

It was just a light area, Xiao Yiran's rugged body had fallen into Zhang Yang's arms.

Zhang Yang put her lips against Xiao Yiran's tender red lips, and opened her mouth wide, just like swallowing Xiao Yiran's lips, a fierce and aggressive attack. Xiao Yiran refused and could not refuse, even the air in his lungs was like being sucked out, and his head suddenly felt blank and confused.

Xiao Yiran was unknowingly oppressed into a fully obedient state. Zhang Yang's tongue agitated fiercely in the mouth, rudely and aggressively invaded the surname, rolled Xiao Yiran's tongue and began to suck. Xiao Yiran was shaking, she was dragged to the bottomless abyss ...

A long, long kiss ... Zhang Yang clumsily put saliva into Xiao Yiran's mouth, Xiao Yiran shivered, and his throat had nowhere to escape while making a sound of fear.

Xiao Yang was intoxicated by Zhang Yang ’s strong masculinity. The restrained body collapsed shamefully in the depths, giving up resistance, eyes closed, beautiful eyelashes trembling slightly, Xiao Yiran slightly opening her cherry mouth, and sticking out a small tongue. Zhang Yang touched the tip of Xiao Yiran with her tongue and made a circle. Xiao Yiran closed his eyes and locked his eyebrows deep, unconsciously groaning from the back of his throat. It's not just the sweet feeling. The sweet feeling spreads from the tip of the tongue to the tongue and mouth, and all parts feel warm.

Gradually, the tongue kisses of the two became more and more proficient, and Xiao Yiran also became like a tender kitten from the beginning of his hold and resistance, holding his open shoulders tightly with his hands ...

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