"Can I take it as you encouraging me to put it into action?" Ye Fan said with a smile, his eyes slightly aggressive.
Outside the window, ancient pines stood tall, and clear springs flowed. It was very tranquil. Candlelight flickered in the room, and Qin Yao sat on a rattan chair. Her silk dress outlined her alluring curves.
Her eyes were like water, and she said, "Don't change the subject. Where did you go just now?"
"You don't even trust your old lover, and you doubt me like this. It really hurts me." Ye Fan pulled a rattan chair over and sat beside her.
"You're just a little brat, old lover …" Qin Yao laughed softly. Her white arms were half-naked, and her skin was sparkling. She combed her hair, and said, "How did you come to the north region?"
"The people from the Yaoguang Holy Land kindly sent me here. I searched for your whereabouts non-stop, and finally found the Blue Flood Dragon King's secluded residence."
Qin Yao rolled her eyes at him, and said, "You haven't grown up, but your mouth has become slippery."
"You have to have confidence in your own charm." Ye Fan stretched lazily on the rattan chair, and said, "It's late. Let's go rest."
Qin Yao smiled, and her sexy red lips shone with a seductive luster. She reached out a jade-like hand to pinch Ye Fan's cheek, and said, "Little brat, don't change the subject with such a glib tongue."
Ye Fan grabbed that smooth jade-like hand, and pulled her in front of him. He said, "You don't believe me even when I'm telling the truth?"
"My eyes are blinded!" At this moment, the large black dog opened the bead curtain, and just happened to walk in. Seeing this scene, he mumbled, "I didn't see anything. You guys continue."
After saying this, he raised his bald tail, and swaggered out.
"Pa!"
Qin Yao slapped away Ye Fan's hand, turned around lightly, and sat back on the rattan chair, laughing non-stop.
"Such a good atmosphere was ruined by this damned dog. This guy is taking revenge on me." Ye Fan shook his head, and said angrily.
"Good your head!" Qin Yao yawned delicately, and said, "You really made a name for yourself today. You even broke dozens of bones of the arrogant Little Peng King. You really dared to do it."
"Why not? If I didn't go all out, I would have been the one dead," Ye Fan said indifferently, and took a sip of the tea on the table.
"The Little Peng King is such a character that he has never been defeated since he started. Yet, he was suppressed by the Sacred body of the Sacred body of the Sacred Sacred Body. Your name must be spread, and be known by many."
At this point, Qin Yao shook her head slightly and said, "It's a shame that you have the Sacred Body of the Ancients. You can only go further in the Holy Palace. Otherwise, your future would be limitless."
"Nothing is absolute. Who knows, I might be able to break the curse and enter the Four Extreme Mystic Realms," Ye Fan casually said.
"You should be more realistic. Even the families of the Clan of the Ancients can't afford to raise a sacred body. You don't have any background, and you're cultivating alone.
"You know a lot about the Sacred Body of the Ancients. Can you tell me more?" Ye Fan asked.
Qin Yao's black hair was loose, covering half of her snow-white neck. Her pretty face was pink, and she said, "I don't know much about this type of body, but I've seen another Sacred Body of the Ancients. I'm not sure if it would be of help to you."
"What?!" When Ye Fan heard this, he jumped up. He was extremely shocked.
"It's just a corpse." Qin Yao's hair was like a waterfall, and her skin was whiter than snow. Her waist twisted like a water snake, and she yawned, and said, "We'll talk about it tomorrow. I'm going to bed now."
"Goddess Qin Yao, you can't just say half of it. Where is the corpse of the Sacred Body of the Ancients?"
Qin Yao stood up and stretched lazily. She yawned and said, "Right here in this little world …"
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