"Wake up!"

Yang Fan turned around, pressed Beiyue Xian'er's shoulders, and looked at her eyes fixedly, hoping to wake her up.

However, when he saw Beiyue Xian'er's confused eyes, and he wanted to pounce on him, he couldn't help but hesitate.

At this moment, he got Luo Chuan's memory, and naturally knew how terrifying the drug in Beiyue Xian'er was, if he didn't lift it for her, Beiyue Xian'er's life would be ruined.

But...... Can there be another Beiyue fairy around him?

Yang Fan didn't know.

"Brother Sun...... Yes, is that you?"

At this time, Beiyue Xian'er suddenly muttered.

Then, when I saw Beiyue Xian'er's face, it suddenly turned into satisfaction: "Brother Sun, I like you, I know, I'm going to die, but I'm not afraid, because in that case, I can be with you again." ”

Yang Fan's heart trembled violently.

Beiyue Xian'er took the opportunity of his distraction to pounce all of a sudden, and a pair of delicate and white slender hands began to untie Yang Fan's clothes, and reached into Yang Fan's arms with three times and two strokes.

When the fiery little hand entered his arms and touched Yang Fan's chest, it seemed to have some kind of magic power, which made Yang Fan want to be born.

But soon, Yang Fan suppressed this desire.

He no longer resisted, but began to gently untie the coat that had been torn a little messy by her for Beiyue Xian'er, and his spirit moved, a breeze talisman on his body shattered, and a breeze blew, closing the half-open door.

Looking at Beiyue Xian'er's impatient appearance, Yang Fan's divine soul power came out of her body, making her movements become lighter, and the initiative suddenly came to Yang Fan's hands.

He unbuttoned Beiyue Xian'er's coat and saw the pale white robe inside.

One by one.

Like peeling an egg, he peeled the North Moon Fairy cleanly. Revealing snow-white skin with red tides, and that seductive fragrance.

And Beiyue Xian'er was suppressed by the power of his divine soul and couldn't move.

It's not that Yang Fan has machismo and doesn't want Beiyue Xian'er to take too much initiative, but to take the initiative into his own hands, if Beiyue Xian'er still remembers it in the future, he can at least use this to shirk and push everything on himself. It's not like before, so ashamed, and you can't even find an outlet to vent your temper.

"No matter what happens in the future, as long as you are willing to accompany you, I, Yang Fan, will not live up to you. ”

Took Yiren into his arms and kissed her lightly on the cheek, Yang Fan gradually let go of the ban.

Beiyue Xian'er, who has already attacked her heart with medicinal power. Just now he gained the power to act, and he threw Yang Fan to the ground vigorously, roaring, and letting Yang Fan's huge thing go. into her body.

Confused, she just frowned slightly, and then moved vigorously.

Yang Fan had to hold her small waist and cooperate with her movements. Gradually, there was no more thought.

In the inner courtyard, gradually. There is only the joy that seems to be urgent, sometimes and now, if it is soft, it seems to be high-pitched, it is incomparably ecstatic, and it makes people numb to the bones.

This night, Bei Yuexiao was alone and drunk.

Outside the inner courtyard, it had been cleared by him, but outside, it was densely packed, guarding all the secret guards, not allowing anyone to enter and disturb.

It's just that he doesn't know that the son of Luo Chuan, who he regarded as the hope of the family's prosperity, has now been devoured by people even the primordial gods.

However, Bei Yuexiao didn't know, but there were people in the Great Luo Heavenly Sect who were tens of thousands of miles away.

This person is dressed in a charming and gorgeous red long dress, under the low V-neckline, the turbulent and magnificent twin peaks are faintly visible, and the staggered skirt flutters gently, revealing the white and slender legs among them, standing in a delicate palace-like room.

This woman looks eighteen or nineteen years old, which is the best age of a woman, with a white and red face, a high little nose, and a cherry-like mouth with endless style, but the most seductive thing is the pair of big peach blossom eyes.

Just when the last wisp of Luo Chuan's soul was sucked away by Yang Fan and completely died, the woman's thin curved eyebrows suddenly tightened, and her white and red skin twitched uncomfortably, and she covered her chest with both hands.

It's as if a piece of meat in my heart has been dug up.

When the sharp pain in her heart subsided slightly, the woman's face was full of sadness, and there was a trace of despair in her eyes, and she sobbed and said: "Chuan'er, Chuan'er, who is it, who killed you!"

After the sadness, she was full of hatred, she gritted her silver teeth fiercely, stood up straight, and said hatefully: "No matter who it is, my mother will let him die without a place to be buried!"

With a wave of his sleeves, the red dress fluttered, but at this moment, what was leaking out was no longer ten thousand styles, all kinds of beauty, but the eerie killing intent that penetrated into the marrow of people.

She is Luo Chuan's mother, the seventh lady of the sect master of the Great Luo Tianzong, and the woman who is most favored by the sect master, Lu Fengxian.

I saw Lu Fengxian clapping her hands gently, and suddenly, several scantily dressed maids walked out and knelt on the ground.

"Where did the young master go?"

Lu Fengxian asked lightly.

Seeing the master's unhappiness, the maid leader replied hurriedly: "Three days ago, the young master left with the eldest son of the Beiyue family, and it seems that he went to the Beiyue family. ”

"Beiyue family? Yes, there is a Beiyue fairy in the Beiyue family! It's just that how dare the Beiyue family be so bold?"

Lu Fengxian didn't believe it in her heart, in the cultivation realm, she has always been judged by her qualifications, she only has six spiritual roots, but she can sit firmly among the top ten sects in the world, the position of the seventh lady of the sect master of the Great Luo Heavenly Sect is naturally not idle, and her scheming is even more outstanding.

Therefore, just thinking about it, she knew that her son was gone because of Beiyue Xian'er, but his death was probably not caused by the people of the Beiyue family.

"However, Chuan'er died there after all, no matter what the reason, this Beiyue family has a protector who is not favorable, and now that Chuan'er is dead, they have to bury Chuan'er with them!"

With a move in his heart, Lu Fengxian's face showed sadness, and he waved his hand: "Go and invite the sect master, just say that the third young master is dead." ”

As soon as these words came out, the maids who knelt on the ground lost their faces, and it took a long time to react and hurriedly left.

In just half an hour, a majestic man in a purple robe strode like a meteor.

"Fengxian, what's wrong with Chuan'er?"

At this moment, Lu Fengxian bit her red lip and threw herself into the man's arms, crying silently.

Seeing his favorite wife like this, the majestic man's heart suddenly burst out, he stroked his wife's back, whispered to reassure, and when Lu Fengxian calmed down, he suddenly roared angrily: "Who, who did it?

"Sect Master, Fengxian wants to personally avenge Chuan'er!"

Lu Fengxian raised his head and said suddenly.

Luo Batian was stunned for a moment, and wanted to refuse, but looking at his wife's sad appearance, he finally nodded: "I will let Tian Luowei travel with you, as long as I find out who killed him, no matter who it is, I will seek justice for Chuan'er!"

Lu Fengxian nodded lightly, but in her heart, she didn't think so, and asked for justice?

Chuan'er is dead, what justice is there to beg, she wants to kill, use the blood of all the people involved, to pay tribute to Chuan'er, and use everyone's lives to bury him! This is the reason why she wants to go in person. (To be continued......)