Seeing Zhu Yan's little face was pink and covered with fine and dense sweat, it seemed like she was having a fever, Bei Long carefully reached out to explore Zhu Yan's forehead, but his fingertips had not touched her yet. Zhu Yan, who seemed to be asleep, suddenly opened her eyes. The peach blossom eyes were filled with the tide of spring and autumn. He just glanced at Bei Long and suddenly became fascinated.

He was in a daze for a moment, but when he woke up, he found that he was in the snow and ice. The shrill north wind screamed like a wolf howl. Beilong was so cold that he subconsciously hugged the furry and soft unknown object under him. He looked down and saw that he was lying on a human-shaped monster covered in gray and yellow hair. Beilong was stunned for a moment before suddenly remembering, isn't this a heavy snow monster in the Himalayas?

Beilong felt particularly weak and weak, as if his body was hollowed out. This was because Feng Hui Xiaojian drained his internal force to kill the snow monster. Now Beilong even raised a finger and it was extremely difficult for him to lift it.

Why am I still here? Did I later become the leader of the Ming Cult, holding millions of military power, and even digging a large circle in the Galaxy, all of them were dreaming? Bei Long was completely in a bad mood. In the dream, the sword god Feng Buhui will come soon. Regardless of whether the dream is true or not, he has to leave here quickly now, because he really feels very cold and weak. These feelings are not fake, right?

Beilong picked up the Chixiao Sword. In order to save time, he did not deal with the corpses of Tashi and the snow monster. Because it seemed useless to deal with it in his dream, Feng Buhui still caught up with him. He only had to change his path and walk fast enough, and there would be no subsequent plot when he met Feng Buhui.

So Bei Long tried his best to walk, and when he walked out for more than ten miles, he actually walked towards him by a man and a woman.

Beilong couldn't help but breathe a breath of air. The man was wearing a leather felt hat and a leather robe. His face was as yellow as if he was seriously ill... Isn't he exactly the same as Feng Buhui, the sword god in his dream?

Why, why did I clearly change my path, and after walking for a while, I still met Feng Buhui?

Feng Buhui took the initiative to say hello to him first, just like in his dream: "Sir, where are you going?"

Even the same thing said!

Bei Long was not doing well. In fact, the best choice at this time was to repeat it as in his dream. At least he could fool Feng Buhui away at that time, and as long as he did not go to the village of Taxi, he could avoid Feng Buhui and the Bingwang Camp. But Bei Long did not have such a choice. He began to question whether this was true or illusory. He widened his eyes and two small flames as big as needles burned in his dark pupils, but the fog in front of him made him unable to see the truth clearly.

Beilong gritted his teeth, and the little flames in his eyes were like candlelight in the wind jumping violently. Suddenly, these two little flames were burning like a fire that was added to the fire!

At this time, his eyes were filled with flames of anger, and he shot at Feng Buhui with a "boom"!

Two pillars of fire that were winding like fire dragons spewed out from Beilong's eyes, and instantly swallowed Feng Buhui!

Bei Long suddenly shook his head, and the two pillars of fire swept across the sky with a "huh"!

In an instant, the whole world burned to ashes in his golden eyes, and he found himself still in Zhu Yan's bedroom.

At this moment, a pair of warm, soft, moist, and sweet lips suddenly kissed the corner of his mouth.

Bei Long gasped and hugged Zhu Yan tightly, and fiercely asked for her fragrant muscles. At the same time, the angry flames in his eyes gradually faded away. When he returned to his originally dark eyes, he finally saw the peach blossom eyes full of tears and worried, so Bei Long slowly pushed her away.

Rubbing Zhu Yan's little head, Bei Long looked at her fascinating peach blossom eyes and asked softly:

"What's wrong?"

"Husband, you scared me to death!" Zhu Yan plunged into Beilong's arms and started crying.

Except for the last time Zhu Yan and Tang Ying fought, this should be the first time she called her husband. Bei Long couldn't help but smile and hugged her in his arms.

Although I don’t know what happened to Zhu Yan, Beilong knew that she must not intentionally harmed her.

So Bei Long was not angry with Zhu Yan, but was just curious about what was going on with Zhu Yan.

He could feel that Zhu Yan had undergone earth-shaking changes!

After all, he was convinced that Zhu Yan was coaxed. Bei Long looked at her swollen eyes, which were so ecstatic, and couldn't help but kiss her gently and drank her tears. His big hands were also slacking off and occupied the 34C highland.

"Husband, I don't know what's going on..." Zhu Yan sobbed aggrievedly and explained to Bei Long: "It's you who gave me that jade slip... I put it on my forehead, and then I heard a sister talking to me... I couldn't understand her words, but I could understand what it meant. Later, I fell asleep somehow... I felt dizzy and felt a bad person coming to touch me, so I opened my eyes and glared at him... Husband, don't get me wrong, I didn't say you were a bad person, I just thought you were a bad person... I didn't expect you to faint, I couldn't wake up no matter how hard I screamed, I was scared to death..."

There is also such an operation? Bei Long was shocked and quickly took the jade slip and put it on his forehead.

He didn't know whether the changes this jade slip brought to Zhu Yan were good or bad, so he wanted to try them out for himself.

But this jade slip had no special feeling on his forehead except for the cool ones.

Bei Long pondered for two seconds, pretending to be calm and smiled: "Wife, don't worry, it's okay, this jade slip..."

"This jade slip is a skill!" Zhu Yan said, "That sister said this is called [The Great Technique of the Immortals]!

"What kind of magical skills of the Yuanyang Sect is that after practicing the mysterious immortal technique, you are qualified to compete for the position of the leader of the Yuanyang Sect!"

"Hiss..." Bei Long couldn't help but breathe a breath: "The Great Immortals"? The magical skill of the Yuanyang Sect? Is qualified to compete for the position of the leader of the Yuanyang Sect? Is he and Tang Ying and Lu Liangyu both misunderstood!

It turns out that this is the real baby!

But then again, Zhou Yawen is just an inner disciple of Yuanyang Sect and was expelled from the master. Who would have thought that she would have the magical skill of Yuanyang Sect, "The Great Technique of the Immortals" in her hands?

Zhou Yawen escaped from Wuxianxing to Orion Star. She thought she had paid a lot for this "The Great Immortals", but she did not practice "The Great Immortals". Bei Long killed Zhou Yawen and got the jade slip, but did not discover "The Great Immortals". Tang Ying, Lu Liangyu and the others all got it, and they also didn't know what the jade slip was.

In the end, Bei Long gave it to Zhu Yan as a souvenir, but he didn't expect that Zhu Yan would become the "Great Immortal Technique" in one fell swoop!

Perhaps, this is the opportunity that belongs to Zhu Yan!
Chapter completed!