Chapter 72

"You are a real disaster to me." Shen Yan said with a half true and half false smile.

Duhan gave him an angry kiss and said, "don't scold me."

After the kiss, both of them had some emotion.

Shen Yan's soul power consumption is too much. It's not enough to make up for it. What's more, the whole body of fire has been lit up now. This person once the sperm on the brain, there are not so many scruples.

Shen Yan gently touched Duhan's abdomen with his knee and said in a dumb voice, "it's a good night tonight. Why don't I help you with your wish?"

Duhan's heart beat like a drum. He guessed what the "wish" was almost in an instant, but he couldn't believe it.

It was not until the young man put his white arm around his neck and took the initiative to kiss him that Duhan confirmed his conjecture. He was so excited that he couldn't help himself.

A beautiful night, Wushan Yunyu, Xiangwang goddess meet in distance.

When he woke up the next day, Shen Yan was fresh and fresh.

After a night of strong nourishment, his soul was too comfortable.

However, this is a temporary cure, not a permanent cure - absorbing essence Yang can only improve soul power for a short time, and it will be invalid in a few days. Only by the realization of the desire to obtain the soul power is durable and reliable.

Shen Yan wanted to get up, but when he moved a little, he felt as if he had been run over by several carriages. He was so sore that he was about to fall apart.

Oh, the soul is cool, but the body is miserable.

"Are you awake?" Duhan was wearing an apron and a bowl of steaming black chicken and red dates soup in his hand. He looked very virtuous at home.

He sat down at the head of the bed, supported Shen Yan and sat up against the pillow. He said in a soft voice, "you worked hard last night. Today you have to make up for it."

Shen Yan's face was slightly red and his heart was still palpitating. He said, "if you know that I work hard, don't think about it every day."

Duhan's face was stiff, and he said carefully, "don't you feel comfortable?"

Shen Yan blushed and shook his head: "comfortable. However, the body can't bear it; moreover, this kind of thing is too frequent, which is not good for both sides. " Duhan would have died young if he had been doing this every night.

Duhan's eyes looked at him deeply and said, "you really should exercise well."

Shen Yan is angry. He told Duhan to be moderate. How can he finally become a physical exerciser?

They started a shameless little day.

After a few months, Shen Yan's "soul eating bone" was released in various courtyards.

They went to the cinema to see the premiere together.

After all, it's the first time for Shen Yan to see himself on the big screen. He is inevitably a little excited, but at the same time he is very worried. His sweetheart is watching. If he doesn't perform well, I'm sorry.

The picture of the film is beautiful.

The ghost of the empty valley is shrouded in mountain fog, curling like a holy place outside the world.

A scream suddenly cut across the sky.

The sound of fighting became clear from far to near.

Under the scorching sun, the boy in red floats in the air with a bloody oil paper umbrella. Pale hands holding the umbrella handle made of white bone, as if both are going to melt together.

Looking up all the way, I finally saw the boy's face.

Pale, bloodless.

But the lips are gorgeous.

His eyes were black as paint, and they seemed to be carrying thousands of storms and lurking endless murderous air.

He is Li Ye, the master of the demon sect.

At this time, Li Ye looks down at the immortal who has been beaten all over the place. His lips are slightly raised and he says with disdain, "are people in Jinyong so vulnerable?"