Su Zhatian, the male god of fast wear

Chapter 162 The Demon King of Cold Love (35)

"Compared to learning and using poison, I still prefer the direct way."

"You have to use poison because your cultivation base is not enough and your strength is not good enough."

"But I'm different. I have such a high level of cultivation, and I have so many natural talents and earthly treasures. The simplest method of coercion and temptation is the most suitable for me."

Chu Yan: "..."

After An Wan finished speaking, there was a dead silence in the room.

Chu Yan looked at her quietly, and walked towards her with extra "heavy" steps.

Seeing that his expression was not right, An Wan realized it belatedly.

"Actually, at your age, having the current level of cultivation is already very powerful."

"Although my cultivation base is higher than yours, I am also more than 100 years older than you."

"If the situation of the two of us were placed in the ordinary mortal world, you could call me Patriarch."

Chu Yan: "!!!"

It's fine if An Wan doesn't explain, the more she explains, the darker Chu Yan's face becomes.

Ancestor?
She actually wanted him to call her ancestor?
Thinking of this, Chu Yan couldn't hold back again, and casually threw the things in his hand onto the table beside him.

"what are you doing?

Before An Wan could finish her words, her body that was floating in the air was thrown down by Chu Yan again.

Between lips and teeth, a round pill was transferred from Chu Yan's mouth to her mouth.

As soon as the elixir was taken in, An Wan noticed it.

It turned out to be "Bigu Pill".

Was he worried that she would be hungry after not eating for a few days?
Thinking of this, An Wan took advantage of Chu Yan's opening of her small mouth and couldn't help but said, "Actually, with my current cultivation level, Bigu doesn't need to eat long ago."

Hearing this, Chu Yan kissed her again.

He raised his eyes and stared straight at her. After a long silence, he said with difficulty: "I know."

Yes, he knows.

How could he, who had cultivated to the Demon God in his previous life and successfully ascended to the Immortal Realm, not know.

He knew that it was superfluous to feed her Bigu Dan, but he did it anyway...

Seeing that An Wan opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something again, Chu Yan's eyes dimmed.

Before An Wan could speak, he lowered his head again and blocked her red and alluring mouth, preventing her from saying anything that would make his heart throb.

An Wan: "..." So angry, she didn't let her finish her sentence.

Relying on his cultivation and his good body as a monk, Chu Yan vented all the anger he received on An Wan on An Wan.

He even gritted his teeth on purpose when An Wan was in a daze and asked her, "Old Ancestor, how comfortable is your grandson serving you?"

"Comfortable." Hearing this, An Wan narrowed her eyes slightly and nodded with enjoyment.

Chu Yan: "..."

Seeing that An Wan was so calm, Chu Yan felt a puff of breath in his chest.

But it is undeniable that when he heard An Wan honestly say "comfortable", he was also satisfied.

Just because his strength has finally been recognized by her...

"Don't worry, the old ancestor, the grandson will definitely make the old ancestor more comfortable!"

After Chu Yan finished speaking through gritted teeth, he stopped talking and buried his head in An Wan to start a new round of fighting.

As time passed bit by bit, after several rounds of fighting, Chu Yan gradually "died"...

After all, he had just returned from fighting outside, and his spiritual power was nearly exhausted.

Although he used poison to deal with the men who cleaned up Luo Piaopiao.

But those men who can't stand Luo Piaopiao are all strong, and all kinds of small tricks are emerging in an endless stream...

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