Chapter 164: Ancestor Lan eats so deliciously!

The hand on the man's neck changed from claws to palms, gently patting the man's cheek, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, "Why, are you scared?"

"Yeah, I'm very scared." The man lowered his head, and rubbed his nose lightly against the nose of the person under him. His warm breath sprayed on the red lips between her lips, as if as long as the person under him pouted slightly, they could lip-lock with him.

"Really?" The man underneath pulled up his right leg, pressing it against the man's vitals. His eyebrows curved, "It seems quite exciting here."

The man didn't feel embarrassed at all about being exposed. Instead, he chuckled softly, lowered his head slightly, and kissed the red lips that he had been dreaming about for a long time.

Their auras intertwined, one person was like a long-drought rain, constantly absorbing it, while the other person was like a docile sheep, taking whatever he wanted.

Sparks burst out in an instant, as if they could ignite the two piles of dry firewood in front of them at any time.

His breathing became increasingly unstable. His rough hands, which had been holding swords for years, impatiently pulled at the tightly wrapped belt, trying to get into where he should go.

"No, I have something to do today." Lan Shuxing struggled to avoid the man's lips and tongue, panting and holding the mischievous hand.

"What's the matter?" Fu Yijian raised his eyes and tried his best to suppress the restlessness of his body. He knew that once Lan Shuxing said there was something, it meant it was really something. He would never joke about serious matters when the two of them were hanging out.

"Crossing the two worlds." Lan Shuxing saw Fu Yijian's eyes flash, then stretched out her slender fingers and pressed his slightly thick lips. "Hundreds of thousands or even more single spiritual root disciples, do you want it?"

Fu Yijian gently bit the finger that was causing trouble, but his words came out clearly, "Does your Hehuan Sect really have a path to the upper realm?"

"Is there anything in our Hehuan Sect that you don't know about?" Lan Shuxing curled her lips in a smile, and her lips, wet with moisture, made people feel itchy.

"I knew it, but now that you mention it, I'm not sure anymore." Fu Yijian stared at those lips, his eyes darkening.

"Let's go, someone is waiting here." Lan Shuxing patted Fu Yijian's cheek and motioned him to get up.

"No one is there." Fu Yijian lowered his head and rested his forehead against Lan Shuxing's. "It's been so long since we last met, don't you miss me?"

There was a hint of grievance in the low voice.

"Ahem, there's someone here." A voice that was too familiar and hadn't been heard in many years suddenly rang out in the empty bedroom.

Fu Yijian's eyes sharpened, and with a wave of his hand, a beam of white light shot out towards the source of the sound.

"Hey, don't do it." Lan Shuxing's voice slowed down. The white light had transformed into thousands of shapes that surrounded the owner of the voice. It seemed that if he moved slightly, he would be pierced into a sieve.

"We haven't seen each other for hundreds of years, and this is how Brother Fu treats his old friend." A translucent shield appeared in front of Pei Siqian. It was obvious that even if Fu Yijian's attack fell, he would not be hurt at all.

"Brother Pei!" Fu Yijian had already sat up from the bed following Lan Shuxing's movements, but he still had his arms around Lan Shuxing's waist, reluctant to let him leave.

"Is the retreat over? Brother Pei has reached the Fusion Stage?!" Fu Yijian sensed Pei Siqian's cultivation level and felt alarmed. It wasn't that he was afraid of a fight, but Pei Siqian's condition showed that he had finally triumphed over his inner demons, and even...

"Did he confess to you?" Fu Yijian kissed Lan Shuxing's earlobe, which felt like being scratched by a feather, making her feel itchy and numb.

"Yeah, I'm jealous!" Lan Shuxing reached out and pushed the man behind him, chuckling softly. She wasn't at all embarrassed by being caught hanging out with a man by her senior brother.

"Haha, I'm always the first!" Fu Yijian raised his eyes and looked at Pei Siqian provocatively.

Pei Siqian raised his eyebrows, lowered his eyes slightly and looked at Lan Shuxing, "Junior brother, the boss is waiting."

"Get up quickly, I'll take you to see it." Lan Shuxing patted the man's hand that was around his waist, signaling him to let go.

Fu Yijian lowered his head with some dissatisfaction, bit Lan Shuxing's neck, and then let him go.

The three of them walked into the House of Marriage between All Worlds. Zuo An looked up and saw the Sword Sect's leader walking behind them, but his eyes did not fall on the leader's face. Instead, he was attracted by his body.

It seemed that because he came at night, he came in a hurry. The sect leader came over wearing only a loose snow-white inner garment.

The collar was loose, revealing the honey-colored skin underneath. When he moved, one could easily see his huge chest muscles and well-defined abdominal muscles. The male hormones revealed in this sudden exposure almost hit Zuo An's face.

Zuo An's breath was choked, and his Adam's apple rolled subconsciously. Is this the male mother mentioned in the short video?

Are those overly large pectoral muscles something a man should possess? I can almost imagine the pleasure of pressing my hands against them. That kind of softness is definitely not feminine, but rather has a unique hardness and toughness.

You don't have to be as gentle as you would with a woman. You can be harder and harder to create your own marks on that honey-colored skin. You may even need to use ropes and whips to make that body look its most beautiful.

But at first sight, Zuo An was struck by the half-hidden eroticism and felt an unbearable itch in his heart.

Yuanqiu felt Zuo An's fluctuating emotions and couldn't help but kick him. Zuo An looked down at the sect leader's face with difficulty.

It was a face that perfectly fit the stereotype of a sword cultivator, with clear facial contours and unusually sharp eyebrows and eyes. His sharpness was different from Leng Hanbing's.

If Leng Hanbing's temperament is like a thousand-year-old snow mountain, full of chill, then this sect leader is like a sword drawn from its sheath, dazzling and sharp.

After going through three worlds, Zuo An felt that he had seen enough beauties, but this was the first time he had seen someone like the Sword Sect's leader.

The expressionless face is righteous, and the half-covered body is full of sexiness.

The feeling of separation was so severe, but it could arouse the deepest desires in people's hearts. Especially since he exuded an aura of dissatisfaction, it further aroused Zuo An's emotions.

Yuanqiu took out a piece of cloth from thin air, tied it around Zuo An's head with a wave of his hand, and blindfolded him. Then he looked at the sect leader with dissatisfaction.

"It's really inappropriate for you to come here like this."

Fu Yijian looked at the man with white hair and red eyes without showing any weakness. As soon as he came in, he noticed the two strangers.

One is a mortal pretty boy. Although he is handsome, he is too weak to be Lan Shuxing's new love.

The other man with white hair and red eyes exuded a dangerous aura that even he, who was at the peak of the Spirit Transformation Stage, couldn't help but tense up.

Extremely beautiful, extremely powerful, extremely dangerous!

He is the type that Lan Shuxing would like, which makes Fu Yijian even more determined to fight!

When Lan Shuxing heard Yuanqiu's words, he turned around and found that Fu Yijian had walked in with his usual seductive demeanor. He could not help but hold his forehead in embarrassment and said, "Put on your clothes properly and don't be disrespectful in front of our seniors."

Senior? Not a new love?

Fu Yijian slowly pulled at his collar, not feeling that there was anything shameful about his previous behavior. With a flick of his fingers, he took out a set of clothes and put them on.

When it comes to men competing for a partner, any means are acceptable, but if they are not, it would be a bit embarrassing.

"Feel sorry!"

Yuanqiu narrowed his eyes slightly. He was not surprised at all that he had become the other party's imaginary enemy. The main reason was that the love history of that old ancestor Lan was too messy.

But your shameless behavior has caused a young chick like Zuo An to become aroused, which is a bit too much. Yuanqiu snorted in dissatisfaction, and only after Fu Yijian had calmed down and returned to normal did he tear off the cloth on Zuo An's eyes with one hand.

Zuo An blinked twice, then looked up again, only to see that the Sword Sect leader had changed his appearance.

A dark red tight brocade dress wrapped up her sexy body tightly. Now she still had the same big breasts, tight waist and long legs, but she was no longer as seductive as before, with her sharp eyebrows and eyes.

You will only feel that the person in front of you is indeed worthy of the identity of the leader of the Sword Sect. He is tall and strong, with a calm and solemn personality.

Who would have thought that a person's temperament could change so drastically.

When he takes off his clothes, he is a seductive demon, but when he puts on his clothes, he becomes a decent leader.

Zuo An didn't understand, but was deeply shocked.

Ancestor Lan eats so deliciously!