Fighting Soul Clan Emperor Master

Qing Lin suddenly attacked and threw herself into Xiao Yan's arms. A faint fragrance floated into Xiao Yan's nose. Xiao Yan even felt two soft masses coming close to his chest. The feeling was simply...

It's so refreshing.

Qing Lin, who is a hybrid between the Snake Tribe and the Human Tribe, is naturally charming. As an untouched strong man, Xiao Yan's whole body felt hot for a moment when faced with such temptation, and he put his right hand around Qing Lin's soft and slender waist.

I don't know how long it took, but Xiao Yan shouted: "Ah!" He gently pushed Qinglin away with his left hand.

Although he was temporarily tempted, Xun'er always occupied the first place in Xiao Yan's heart, and he immediately woke up.

But it was only for a moment.

A touch of touching crimson appeared on Qinglin's cheeks, and he was clearly moved. Immediately, he untied the clothes covering his body and stood in front of Xiao Yan with a naked posture like a newborn.

Xiao Yan even stopped breathing. He was completely distracted by Qing Lin's pair of plump breasts. His fair body was like a work of art. If he could maintain a calm mood in this situation, I'm afraid he really wouldn't be a man.

"Master Xiao Yan, what do you think of my body? I know that I am not as beautiful and taller than Miss Xun'er... But, Qing Lin, please, don't leave me..."

Qinglin was like an injured and helpless child, holding back tears and begging with a blush on her face.

Xiao Yan subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva. The white moonlight shining from the window reflected on the snow-white skin with green scales like porcelain.

The blue-white light reflected, and the green-scaled expression also aroused his infinite affection.

"Green scales!"

Xiao Yan couldn't bear it anymore and jumped forward excitedly, lovingly tasting the taste of Qinglin's body.

Driven by half biological instinct and half love, the two of them were tightly entangled.

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While Xiao Yan was enjoying himself in Rourou Township, a woman gently opened the door in the room of the Yanmeng elders.

His doubtful eyes swept over the people in the hall, and then he stopped at the young man in white, and his voice was gloomy: "Baishan, what is going on?"

That woman was clearly Han Yue.

"Have everyone else withdrawn? Xiao Mei?" Bai Shan smiled softly, but turned to Xiao Mei and asked.

"Of course." Xiao Mei smiled sweetly. Compared to a few years ago, she looked more mature and seductive, but there was a sad feeling between her brows. It seemed that she was sad about the "death news" of Xiao Xingmeng.

Han Yue glanced at Bai Shan. He was just a high-level Dou Huang now. Han Yue was already a Dou Zong herself. Xiao Mei was only a one-star Dou Huang. There were only a few figures around.

The strength of Dou Zong and Dou Huang.

"Senior Han Yue, it was rare for me to see you in Canaan College before. It's a great honor to see you today." Xiao Mei stood up and saluted, and said: "Dao Ling, please bring that bag of new tea and that spring water. There is only that

Only by cultivating your skills can you entertain Senior Han Yue."

Bai Shan also showed a sincere expression, cupped his hands and said: "Senior Han Yue was already a famous person in the academy back then. It's a blessing to meet her today."

A middle-aged man next to him saluted, and not long after, spring water and tea were brought. Under the fighting spirit, bursts of tea fragrance soon emitted, filling the room, and the white jade teacup was filled with silky tea leaves.

Han Yue slowly sat down and said with a sneer: "Zhongzhou Yangquan spring water and Yunze Mountain's top-quality tea leaves. Just these two, a pot of tea is probably as good as, almost as valuable as a fifth-grade elixir. Xiao

The luxurious style of the home is really shameful."

Hearing this, Xiao Mei smiled and said, "Fortunately, when Xing Meng was still alive, he was willing to have fun and left a lot of materials for me."

Xiao Yu relied on his steady style and the support of the old veterans of the Yan League and the people of Canaan College to take away Xiao Mei's successor as the director of the Yan League after Xiao Xingmeng left the Yan League. Fortunately, Xiao Xingmeng left behind

The power is still not small, and with her by her side, she is also a big force in the Yan League.

"

He said, and at the same time he was wondering about the purpose of the two people inviting him.

Baishan drank the tea in the cup and said with a smile: "If people like luxury, what's the crime? If Senior Han Yue relies on one person for this matter, it would be too much. I miss you and me in the past when our family was still here.

How can the resources consumed for cultivation be less than this?"

A sad look flashed in Han Yue's eyes. She was just a young lady from the family. If it were not for Xiao Yan, maybe the Han family would also be hit, but it might not end up like this, although she knew in her heart that it was not Xiao Yan's.

Wrong, but there is a grudge after all.

"Now that the war has just ended, the Soul Palace has not retreated, and the situation in the Yan League is very tense. Xiao Mei, as a member of the Xiao family, you don't discipline them properly, but instead take the lead in enjoying themselves here. What's going on? You, the Xiao family,

If the wasted resources are used for the Yan League's business, they will definitely be able to..." Han Yue just stayed there for a while and then said sternly.

Seeing Han Yue getting more and more excited, Xiao Mei also stood up and said: "Sister Han Yue taught you the lesson, but... is the current situation in the Yan League really due to this?"

"..." Han Yue wanted to say "yes", but when the words came to her lips, she was speechless.

As Bai Shan invited Han Yue to come, he naturally knew her inner struggle. After Bai Shan learned about the drastic changes in the family, his temperament was much more extreme than before, but in terms of being vicious and observant of words and emotions, he was far better than before.

When there is nothing left to lose, the only person he can bet on is himself. But there is something unusual about Bai Shan. He knows that his talent is not as good as it is, so for him, winning or losing is secondary. He just wants to "bet"

process.

Bai Shan said calmly: "In the past, when Xiao Xingmeng and Xiao Mei were in charge of the Yan League, it developed steadily. It was tolerant at home, distributed some power, and precise externally. It launched wars without fail to defeat the enemy in one fell swoop. If he were here, he would divide and rule with the Tian She Mansion.

Peaceful coexistence. Unfortunately, it only lasted a few years, and things changed and people changed.

Xiao Yu is a completely incompetent person. He only knows how to rely on the people in the academy and does nothing. He only cares about his own hatred of the Heavenly Snake Mansion and the Soul Palace, so dozens of wars broke out, which led to the tragic death of hundreds of thousands of people in the war. Just ask Xiao Xingmeng

Even if you let the Xiao family be indulged, how many people will die for the sake of bringing disaster to the countryside?"

Knocking on the table, Bai Shan sneered: "Senior Han Yue has already understood in her heart that if the Yan League had not hit the Tian Snake Mansion too hard this time and the persecution was too embarrassing, the Soul Palace would not have intervened. After all, their main scope of activities is

In Zhongzhou.”

"This..." Han Yue sighed again and again, and said: "If the Soul Palace and the Xiao family didn't have so much hatred, it would be fine. Maybe..."

"Maybe... if the Soul Palace comes to rule, everything will be better." Bai Shan followed Han Yue's thoughts and spoke softly.

"You..." Han Yue looked shocked.

"Senior Han Yue, Xiao Yan is wary of the two of us. Only you can do that. The fact that you were helped by the Soul Palace in the past has not been exposed yet."

"Huh..." Han Yue took a breath and said, "How do you know? Are you threatening me?"

In this tense situation, if Xiao Yan finds out about this matter... No, if someone from Canaan College finds out about this matter...

"Xiao Yan and Xiao Yu are wary of the two of us. Only you, Han Yue, can do it. Bai Shan is here to beg you boldly..." Unknowingly, Bai Shan's address to Han Yue had changed, and his tone of voice was not the same.

No respect.

After hearing Bai Shan's request, Han Yue immediately slapped the table and stood up, shouting: "You lunatic! If you do this, won't it...if it succeeds, the armistice agreement just reached will be broken! Many people will die!"

Bai Shan just smiled faintly and said: "I have anticipated the consequences, but how many people on both sides die has nothing to do with me? Don't you think Xiao Mei and I really care about those ants?"

"You can be promoted to the Soul Palace, Xiao Mei can also get back the rights of the Flame Alliance, and me? I don't want anything."

After hearing Bai Shan's words and the smile Xiao Mei looked at her, Han Yue sat back down in her seat weakly.

In the world, people like him are called "misfortunes".

Even among the bad guys, he is the most troublesome. To put it simply, he is simply a madman. He simply wants to ignite war and cause disaster in the world.

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Random talk:

Soul Star Meng: Author, why didn’t you describe my welfare section at all, but Xiao Yan did, and you did. Isn’t this unscientific? How about a good sense of presence in the new year?

Author: Calm down, these days, you understand, according to your usual style, your all-attribute**, ordinary readers have long shouted slogans such as "The protagonist must die", I know why you don't have this

Encounter?

(Thinking for a while) Soul Star Meng: Because Xiao Yan’s sarcasm is too high??

Author: That’s right! The more I write about his benefits, the higher his sarcasm will be, and you can hide behind this super T and output as much as you like! Moreover, there is another problem. The writing is too straightforward, I’m afraid

My mother separated me and Xie.

Soul Star Meng: Alas, h feels good for a while, and the whole book is a crematorium.