Lin Qiye: ...

Lin Qiye was a little confused. Since a certain period of time two months ago, Jia Lan's attitude towards him was a little strange. Although every time the "Sword Qi Tide" training was over, she would carry the unconscious Lin Qiye back to the room, cover him with a quilt, and even help him clean the room, but once Lin Qiye took the initiative to talk to her, she turned her head away as if she was sulking...

Could it be that I was too harsh during the training?

It shouldn't be like this.

Wasn't it me who got beaten?

Lin Qiye thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure it out, so he simply shook his head, put aside these complicated thoughts, and focused on the training at hand.

He hooked his fingertips and two straight knives flew out of their sheaths, like two meteors across the sky, circling around Galan. At the same time, dozens of gray magic circles unfolded in the sky, and a large amount of black iron poured out of it, condensing into sharp cones.

Lin Qiye held the [Qi Yuan] long sword in his left hand, a touch of night spread out under his feet, and his figure swept across every black iron cone in the sky like a ghost, and the tip of the sword touched the tail of the black iron cone like a dragonfly skimming the water.

The next moment, these dozens of black iron cones fell from the sky like black steel meteors!

Galan's body swayed slightly, avoiding all the black iron cones, but then Lin Qiye stretched out his hand and pressed towards the void, and those black iron cones that sank into the ground were instantly corroded by the darkness, twisted rapidly, and instantly formed into a black steel cage.

Galan snorted, and stabbed the [Tianque] in his hand towards the sky. The thick golden beam of light easily pierced through the top of the cage and shot straight towards Lin Qiye in the sky!

Lin Qiye's figure disappeared out of thin air, and then he was summoned back to the straight knife behind Galan.

clang--!!

The straight knife slashed on Galan's body, making a buzzing sound, but failed to cause her any harm. The blue robe fluttered, and a white fist hit Lin Qiye's chest like lightning.

Lin Qiye held the sword across his chest and it collided with Galan's fist, instantly eliminating all the kinetic energy of the punch. Galan's hand landed lightly on Lin Qiye's chest like a breeze.

Um?

Galan's fingertips touched something hard, and a look of doubt appeared in his eyes.

Subconsciously, she squeezed her palms hard, and a burst of explosions came from Lin Qiye's chest pocket, and rolling purple mist gushed out!

Lin Qiye: ???

"Oh no!" Lin Qiye's face changed and he took a few steps back, wanting to take off the clothes. However, the concentration of the purple mist concentrated by An Qingyu was dozens of times denser than before. In an instant, Lin Qiye's consciousness began to blur.

His figure staggered and fell backwards.

When Jia Lan saw this scene, she knew she was in trouble. A panicked look appeared on her pretty face. She quickly ran to Lin Qiye and supported his body.

“Qiye, Qiye…are you okay?” Jia Lan asked softly, her glass-like eyes full of worry. She stretched out her soft palm and placed it on Lin Qiye’s forehead, using her mental power to sense his condition. “Mental pollution? Why is the concentration so high? How could this happen…”

After hesitating for a moment, Jia Lan seemed to have made up his mind. He pursed his lips slightly, a blush appeared on his cheeks, and he quickly pulled off Lin Qiye's clothes with his hands.

After taking off his coat and the shirt underneath, Lin Qiye's upper body was completely exposed to the air. His solid muscles seemed to contain explosive power, hidden beneath his fair and well-proportioned body. He was full of power, yet not eye-irritating, as if he were a piece of art carefully carved by a craftsman.

Jia Lan's pretty face turned red. She gritted her teeth, picked up Lin Qiye, and quickly rushed out of the purple mist.

After rushing out of the fog, Jia Lan wanted to put Lin Qiye on the ground, but thinking that the other party was not wearing any clothes and the ground was very dirty, after hesitating for a moment, he continued to hold him in his arms.

"Hmm..." In a trance, a strange blush gradually appeared on Lin Qiye's face, and he slowly opened his mouth, "Jialan..."

"Huh? Yes, I'm here."

Jia Lan immediately shifted his gaze that was secretly observing Lin Qiye's body to another place and answered with a guilty conscience.

"I feel a little dizzy..." Lin Qiye said weakly, "Can you accompany me back to your room?"

“!!!” Jia Lan was stunned, his heart began to beat wildly, and he said with a red face, “Go, go, go, go… go back to my room?”

"Well...any empty room is fine...as long as there's a bed." Lin Qiye continued with his eyes dazed, "It would be even better if the bed was softer."

"Isn't this bad?"

Jia Lan turned his head away, "You already have someone you love deeply... I, it's not appropriate for us to do this!"

"The one I love deeply? Jialan, what are you talking about..."

"Didn't you say it yourself? There is someone you love deeply, but you cannot meet each other." Galan pursed his lips, looking a little depressed.

"That's really not me... If it were me, I wouldn't care whether we could meet or not. I would kill anyone who dared to stop me from going to find her..."

Lin Qiye murmured to himself, "Besides, with a girl as beautiful as you by my side, it's hard for me to fall in love with anyone else..."

"ah?!"

When Jia Lan heard the last sentence, her body trembled and her face turned red to her ears. "You, what are you talking about?"

She pretended to turn her head away, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help rising. Her autumn-water eyes were filled with unconcealable joy. The haze that had shrouded her heart for two months was swept away, and her pretty face was rosy like a ripe apple.

"I'll take you back to the room first..." She stomped her feet hard on the ground and rushed towards the warehouse quickly.

After the two figures disappeared, three people poked their heads out from the corner stealthily.

"I can't believe that we just wanted to invite them to dinner, but we saw such an exciting scene... What a sin." Cao Yuan coughed twice, lowered his head and muttered "Amitabha".

Baili Pangpang clicked his tongue twice and turned to look at An Qingyu beside him, "Qingyu, what was that purple thing just now?"

"It's the liquid mental pollution I extracted from Bell Crand." An Qingyu said with a strange expression, "But I don't know why it has this effect..."

"Liquid mental pollution? That name is too ugly." Baili Pangpang thought for a while, "I think it would be better to call this thing 'Seven Nights Obedient Water'... It can make a straight man become like that. This should be the greatest invention of this century."

"'Cao Yuan Chastity Lock', 'Seven Nights Obedient Water'..." An Qingyu shrugged, "More strange inventions have been added."

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