Chapter 3: Willing to do the furnace

The black wind is high and killing people.
Yang gray smoke red bell robe in the cold wind, white tender red, bare feet with unlimited temptation, but at this moment, this flower thief is still half-pointed thinking.
This red-haired boy can fly in the wind without relying on external forces. It is proper to repair the Jindan period, and he can shoot him to death with a slap.
He squatted on the ground, begging like a sable dog.
The red-dressed teenager looked at him with a smile and seemed very happy: "I really still like to follow the masters out of the palace, and from time to time I can meet people like you and beat the teeth."
Yin is not allowed to take his own shots on weekdays unless the other party harms his life. In Xiyin Palace, everyone knows his identity, and everyone is responsible and responsible.
After leaving the palace, he was like a canary out of the cage, and Tian Gao was a bird. How can Yin Yan be strictly guarded against death, and he can't stop those thieves who go to the future and find their own way.
The flower thief did not understand the meaning of his words, but it was faintly aware of a slight flaw. The other party will not let go of himself. After thinking about this, he no longer asks for mercy. From his arms, he feels a burst of explosives at the bottom of the box, and the brain is smashing toward the red-haired boy floating in the air.
He does not expect this explosion to kill the Jindan period comprehension. As long as he can delay the other party for a while, the chance to escape him is enough.
But even so, he also underestimated the strength of the red boy. Explosives illuminate the fireworks in the air, and the red-haired teenagers pass through the deadly flames as if they were innocent.
Like a urchin, he laughed and slowly followed the pace of picking flowers and thieves. From time to time, he licked the wind blades of the past, slowly cutting the flesh of the prey, until the other body was finished, the only one breath. .
"Kill me... please..." At this point, death turned out to be a relief. If he can, he will choose to commit suicide, but the other party will not let go of this rare plaything.
Magic repair, this red boy must be a magic repair! Only the magic repair, will unscrupulously enjoy the pain of others!
When his mind raised such a realization, the broken body fell into a burning purple-violet flame. When the body was turned into ashes, the pain did not end. The ghostly fire from the ghosts roasted his soul, screaming screaming. Resound in the lonely wilderness.
Yang Shiyan’s mouth smirked with a soft smile and looked at the miserable scene:
No matter how many times you look at it, such a scene is pleasant.

His hands squatted, lightly igniting the lips and chanting spells, and the screams of the souls that were smashed by the ghosts and sorrows slowly weakened, and eventually they lost nothing, turning into a black-and-white, candy-sized ball.
Yang gray smoke pinched the pill, put it in his mouth and tasted it. The charming Danfeng eyes smashed: "Sour and sweet, like mulberry."
He sang a song, fluttering back to the bedroom in the station, and lying back to his master. His head was attached to Yin’s arms, and he was stunned.
The soul is delicious, but it is less than one thousandth of the taste of the owner.
After the dawn, Yin Yihuan woke up, did not notice that last night is different from the past, if you must say, that is the little male pets to serve well, sleep is particularly sweet.
Leaving the station, the Black Peng carriage continued to travel around the country.
In another place in Qingzhou, a magnificent lotus lamp is placed in a magnificent hall. A middle-aged beautiful woman wearing a beaded robes and holding a sorrowful soul lamp, grief and tears, eyes shed tears: "My son... I am gone..."
Who killed her beloved only son? No matter who she is, she will let the other party die without a place of burial!
The murderer was ignorant, sweetly leaning against his master, and listening to him about the military and political affairs of Qingzhou.
"Li Jingyu's relationship with Qingzhou's local comprehension family is not very good, especially in Beiling Sun's family. Sun Changrong, the current patriarch of the Sun family, is the state general who commanded 30,000 soldiers and horses. Li Jingyu has made several secret chapters. Sun Haorong, the captain of the captain, is self-respecting and seems to have the opposite intention."
Yang gray smoke trembled, and the road of life was born: "Master, will you fight?"
Yin faint smile: "No, can't fight. The Sun family alone is not enough, unless they find other remedies."
The Western Yin Dynasty has been established for more than 5,000 years. There are three Yuan Ying Datun in the royal family. Counting his parents, there are a total of 12 Jindan real people. The rest of the juniors have at least a foundation period of cultivation, and the strength is strong. What's more, the rigorous governance of the country has won the hearts of the people. Anyone who wants to make a counter-mought is just ruining himself.
At this moment, Yin’s subconscious mind forgot all the unreliable behaviors of his mother after he was on the throne, and all the people in the royal family avoided the throne of the throne, which was regarded as the miraculous thought of the flooding beast.
No... Perhaps it is because the descendants of the royal family of the Yin family did not pursue the power of fame and fortune, and the royal family passed down smoothly for five thousand years. The descendants love each other and unite as one, and there has never been a disaster of infighting and self-defeating.
auzw.com Of course, if there are more people who can do the real thing, it will be even more perfect.
Otherwise, after he dies, the royal family does not have a qualified successor. His soul will surely be recruited by the ancestors from the Netherworld, and continue to endlessly judge... I think I will be bitter.
Since the micro-service private visit to Qingzhou, then to explore the end of Sun Changrong and Qingzhou Army. It’s better to prepare for the rain.
With such a mind, Yin drove the carriage all the way to the Qingzhou city.
As a state town, its size is naturally incomparable with that of other small places. It covers an area of ​​tens of thousands of kilometers and has a resident population of more than 500,000. Standing outside the city, looking at the wall that is soaring into the sky, there is an amazing grandeur.
Yang gray smoke looked up at the neck, and the white gauze almost fell: "Good, how was it built?"
Yin looked at his exquisite little eyes, and couldn't help but lick his beautiful back neck: "The true height is 12 meters, but because of the engraving of the array, there will be such a seemingly unattainable landscape.

Yang Shiyan’s head is stunned, and the small and serious look is very pitiful:
Do the masters teach me the formation in the future?

Yin’s heart was soft and soft:
Of course, but you must learn to symbolize now.

Suddenly, he added a heavy heart: "Gray smoke, you have to understand why I asked my ancestors to take a shot and seal your repairs. Your situation is very dangerous. There is no gold in the middle of Jindan. In the mid-term of Dan, your cultivation will continue to grow rapidly, and you will definitely not resist the next day. No... Maybe you can’t wait for the robbery, you will be controlled by your own inflated demons, self-destructive and dead. ""
His trip to the palace this time, the reason why he is accompanied by a small male pet, to improve his experience is also an important reason. Yang Shiyan grew up in the court and learned all the set of male servants.
Even if the actual age is already in his thirties, his heart is very immature. He is like a fruit that has been forcibly ripened by fertilizers. His appearance looks glamorous and tempting. In fact, the inside has already spoiled.
Yang gray smoke is soft and soft: "The master has a good heart, and the slave understands naturally."
He held his arm, and closed his eyes with satisfaction.
It is enough for the owner to have this intention, and the rest will be handed over to him.
He did not want to tell Yin Li, the Queen of the Western Yin Dynasty did not seal his cultivation, just warned him to converge on the ambitions that should not be there, and waited for the sixth Highness.
Although Yin is more than 60 years old, only the initial cultivation of the foundation, as long as he hides a little better, will not be seen by him.
After all, the owner trusts him too much...
The reason why Yang Shiyan was selected by the royal family from thousands of young children was spent on countless spiritual stones. In the mid-20s, there was a mid-term repair of Jindan. .
Although Yin is a male body, it is a male and female life, and only one of the thousands has a pure Yin body.
In this field of comprehension, if a woman is pure Yin, it is naturally suitable for practicing the pure yin practice of "Jade Girl Heart Sutra". But if the male is pure Yin, it is the yin and yang upside down, born desperate.
Yin is such a physique, born in an ordinary family, I am afraid that even twenty years old can not live, let alone talk about comprehension. Fortunately, he was born in the Western Yin Dynasty. His parents and relatives in order to continue his life and help him build a foundation, the magic bullets need not be mentioned, it is the means of other evil ways, they are all useless.
The male pet, Yang Shiyan, is the product of this background. He is the Yin Ding's stove, and his pharmacist, through the interaction of the pure Yang force into his body to maintain his own balance of yin and yang.
But even so, it is only barely maintaining the life of Yin, and in terms of cultivation, Yin has basically no room for improvement.
At the beginning of the foundation, the life span of three hundred years, this is the limit of Yin.
Yang Shiyan knows that the owner has moved his true feelings to him, so he managed to help him get rid of the tragic fate of the furnace and really embarked on the road of cultivation.
However, the other people in the Western Yin Dynasty obviously do not think so. The feelings of the people are always close to each other. They are treated as the male pets of the Ding Ding, and they are not as good as the ones of their descendants.
Yang gray smoke, of course, he is not willing to be only a male pet. He knows that Yin’s feelings for him, as long as he mentions a little, Yin will let him free.
But he also knows that if he leaves Yin, the Western Yin royal family will immediately cultivate a few more. When he thinks that the owner will have other male pets, his heart is as painful and hateful as a snake bite.
The owner belongs to him alone!
Because of this deep bone marrow obsession, Yang gray smoke has been ingeniously separated from the rest of the royal family. He believes that he will be able to find a way to live with his master for a long time.