As long as Yange breathed, those auras had already entered her body, nourishing her muscles and flesh.

The person who cultivates immortals uses Dantian to store reiki, but her body is different now, and her flesh and bones have been developed. Now she is the device that stores reiki. She can breathe into the body anytime, anywhere. More advanced.

His Holiness Guiyuan sat next to Yange's bed and waited for Yange to open his eyes before he asked: "How? How does it feel?"

Yan Ge nodded and smiled at Jiao Qiao: "I feel like Sabur's body is not so ice-cold."

Before she was in front of him, shy and fearful, never so clever and cheerful as she is now.

He reached out his hand with regret and touched her head: "The exercises I practice are the ice exercises, so you work hard."

In fact, he knows the mortal body of Yange, so he has hidden his breath in front of her, and did not expect to hurt her.

Yange grabbed his hand that touched his head: "I hate people touching my head the most."

The voice was so sweet and tender, and also brought a trace of grievance.

He laughed and never spoke. She had put his hand on her face: "You can touch my face, I think my face is soft and much better than my hair."

Her face was small, but her eyes were very bright, her eyes were full of joy and dependence.

Instead of touching her face, he held her back and kissed him.

This time, it was extraordinarily wanton.

In the beginning, he only thought that it was a matter of men and women, just to help him resolve the profound problems brought about by the exercises, just like practice.

But the woman's body was so soft, he sank into it, and found Xintiandi.

He is grateful to the woman in front of him. He has practiced for many years and has not been shocked for a long time, but the woman has made him have a different mind. This must be what people often say about men and women.

He stagnated for many years before soaring this barrier, long enough that he even forgot time. Perhaps this change of mentality in front of him is also an opportunity for him to touch the opportunity.

So he did not restrain himself, men and women were happy, he was drunk in it, and indulged himself.

In the thick of love, he deliberately runs the double cultivation method to raise the spiritual temperature in his body to support the body of the words.

Yan Ge looked at him with a little surprise, his face glowed with red, and his eyes were haunted by the mist.

He bowed his head, kissed her long fluttering eyelashes, and whispered, "Little song!"

Sooner or later, he wants to ascend. She is just a passenger in his life, so he wants to do everything he can to treat her while he is still alive.

During the time of the Sauvignon Peak, His Holiness Guiyuan has been teaching mantras to practice spells.

This man, he is extremely indulgent in men and women, but he will be very serious when it comes to cultivation.

It was as if he didn't want Yange to change her body, but he didn't stop her.

Yange has a special constitution nowadays, but he has two kinds of exercises that are very suitable for Yange practice, as well as accumulation of herbs. Her cultivation is not difficult to improve.

While Yange was resting, he stepped forward to wipe her sweat: "What kind of weapon do you want?"

"Sword." Yange said, "I heard that the best disciple in Wulizong is not only the same as Saburo you, but also the Supreme Kendo. I want to defeat him with a sword."

He heard a smile, and during this time she often pretended to go down the mountain, and the young man was so invincible.