The only beast master in the world of immortality.

Chapter 318 What my sister has, I want too

"This……"

Feng Qingan hesitated, not knowing how to respond for a moment. He wanted to answer Nan Ge's question. He was betraying Donghuang's whereabouts now, but he didn't feel any psychological burden at all.

After all, Dong Huang was not loyal. He clearly noticed that Nan Ge had broken in, but he still only cared about himself and abandoned him, leaving him alone to face Nan Ge's questioning, without considering his difficulties at all, even though he had just worked so hard.

But therein lies the problem. He is completely unable to sense the whereabouts of the king. Even with the help of the soul contract, he is still unable to detect the whereabouts of the king. He is floating around, moving forward, backward, left, and right. It is as if the king is frantically tearing through space and walking everywhere without any purpose.

"Feng Qing'an, what did you do with my sister?"

Nan Ge walked to the messy bed and looked at Feng Qing'an who was lying on it. He felt like he couldn't stand or sit, so he just lay there motionless. His usually soft and gentle voice now became a little sharp.

"..."

Feng Qing'an, who was not interested in anything, felt speechless when he heard this question. He simply stopped talking, raised his head, and stared at the angry girl with a deep gaze and a calm expression.

As for this matter, he felt that he really couldn't be blamed. It was obvious that he didn't want to do it, and he was forced to be in this state now. He didn't take off any clothes by himself.

"Feng Qing'an, please speak. Why don't you speak?"

The closer she got to Feng Qing'an, the more she could feel the boy's aura mixed with her sister's, almost blending into one, and she realized this.

Nan Ge felt as if her most beloved thing was snatched away by the person she cared about most. Endless regret and grievance surged in the girl's heart like a river bursting its dam.

"What else can I say when I look like this?"

Feng Qing'an spread his hands helplessly. With his current appearance, he couldn't explain even if he opened a few more mouths. It was because he couldn't break the void here and just ran away. He could only watch himself being thrown behind and then caught by Nan Ge who came rushing over. What could he explain now? What was there to explain?

"..."

Seeing Feng Qingan lying flat on his back, the girl's grievances completely burst out, and crystal drops flowed in her crystal clear eyes, which made Feng Qingan, who was originally indifferent and ready to start, suddenly a little stunned.

"Why are you crying?"

"Feng Qing'an!"

Nan Ge, who was standing in front of the bed, pushed Feng Qingan, who had just sat up, down again and buried his head in his arms. The young man could feel cold liquid dripping on his chest and he fell silent immediately.

Feng Qing'an began to reflect on whether he had gone too far towards Nan Ge, but after only reflecting for two or three breaths, Feng Qing'an cut off all his thoughts. There was no point in reflecting on this. It was Donghuang who should be reflecting on this.

"Feng Qing'an!"

The girl repeatedly called the boy's name, and Feng Qing'an could feel that the strength of the arms around him was gradually increasing, as if she wanted to crush him into pieces and hold him in her arms.

"Ok!"

Even though he had received feedback from several demon kings and had become an extremely exaggerated physique, he still felt the pressure at this moment, and Feng Qingan quickly responded.

"I'm here. I've always been here. Don't cry! Didn't you discuss this with your sister a long time ago? At this point, what else do you have to feel wronged about? Aren't you mentally prepared for this?"

He knew everything the girl said and did, and even had a vague sense of what she was thinking. But now, he realized that he still didn't understand the girl's mind, which was too difficult to figure out.

"But, Feng Qing'an, wasn't it me who came here first? Wasn't it me who first met you? If it weren't for me, my sister would never have met you!"

"Yes, it is true that we met first."

Feng Qing'an certainly admitted this. After meeting Nan Ge, his originally slow cultivation speed soared as if he had wings.

"We were the first ones to meet, but why did you choose to be with my sister in the end? Even if you wanted to, shouldn't you have come to me first?"

The girl confided to the boy her confusion and grievances, and was extremely puzzled.

"Nan Ge!"

The young man sighed, raised his head slightly, and looked up at the sky, with a look of vicissitudes on his face that was not appropriate for his age.

"Why do you think I have the right to make my own decisions when facing your sister? I can't even decide what position to take in bed!"

"..."

After hearing Feng Qing'an's words, Nan Ge was stunned for a moment, and then a thoughtful look appeared on his face. If his sister wanted it, then Feng Qing'an would definitely not refuse.

"Right, Nan Ge, we can't be unreasonable. Even if you want to cause trouble, you should cause trouble to your sister. I am innocent!"

Feng Qing'an hugged the girl's soft and fragile body, gently stroked her back, and soothed her sad and aggrieved mood.

"I can't find my sister now!"

"If you can't find it, then there's no point asking me. You two are born from the same roots."

"I don't care, I want compensation!"

"Go ask your sister for it."

"I want you to make it up to me!"

"What can I give you?"

"I want to have what my sister has."

The palace skirt sparkling with purple starlight was thrown down and thrown under the bed, just like the robe that had been ruthlessly discarded before. Even though it was a fairy dress, its treatment did not change at all.

"Nan Ge, wait a moment, calm down and don't be impulsive!"

Although she is in good condition now and still has the strength to fight again, Feng Qing'an feels that since this is the girl's first time, he should choose a more meaningful time and place, and should not be so hasty and start on the bed where he and his sister had fooled around.

"I'm calm! I must have you today!"

The girl's tone revealed an unprecedented firmness and decisiveness.

"Then let's go to another place, this place isn't very suitable."

Feng Qing'an took a half step back and tried to think of a compromise, but the girl obviously had her own ideas.

"No, right here, I'm going to do it with you in my sister's bed."

"..."

Feng Qing'an was speechless. He actually didn't care about this kind of thing, but since Nan Ge himself had such thoughts, what else could he say?

In the middle of the night, the jade-like birds are chirping on the bed, and an oriole is sleeping on the peach branch.

Lu Hua's rouge-colored body was wet and broken, and a scene of spring and beauty could not be painted. "Feng Qingan, this bastard, what do you think he is doing now?"

At the gate of a pitch-black palace made of black iron, five geniuses were either sitting, standing or lying in different postures. They seemed to be unaffected by the evil spirit emanating from this palace used to punish tyrannical evil spirits. They looked calm and composed as they communicated with each other.

"What else can we do? If he is not torn into pieces now, he would be surrounded by women and enjoying the blessing of others."

As soon as Xin Fu asked, Jin Wuying, whose injuries were no longer visible, continued, "Perhaps because everyone around him was familiar, he didn't have any thoughts in his mind. They just went around in his mind and he blurted them out.

"Oh, I really envy you when I think about it! If it were me, I would definitely..."

Two cold eyes pierced from the left and right, and the naive messenger suddenly changed his tone.
"Protect your own vitality and never give in to the dance of evil spirits and ghosts!"

Jin Wuying had a serious and passionate look on his face, worthy of his status as a true disciple of a great sect. However, the envy and jealousy in his eyes could not deceive others.

"Jin Zhenchuan, if there really is a celestial being like that king and her sister tempting you, with your heart of Taoism, can you really resist?"

"You underestimate me?"

Jin Wuying frowned.

"Just judge others by your own standards."

Xin Fu said lightly.

"Ok?"

Tao Baibai, who was originally watching the fun leisurely on the side, suddenly looked up in shock. He was not very interested in such things.

After all, his current physical condition did not allow him to have wild thoughts, although he felt that the two sisters were indeed beautiful, like fairies from heaven.

"I think if I met a pair of sisters like this, even if they were the evil spirits that could seduce people and suck their energy, I would most likely not be able to control myself. I don't mind sacrificing a little energy."

Xin Fu was very calm. He put himself in Feng Qingan's shoes. He felt that with the tenacity of his spiritual heart, he would definitely not be able to withstand it.

"A true disciple of the Floating Life Realm is only at this level?"

Jin Wuying sneered, not sparing his laughter.

"I dare to face the flaws in my own heart, but some people are full of lies, not even a single word of truth comes out of their mouths. Not only do they deceive others, they also try to deceive themselves. Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

Xin Fu was not ashamed at all. People have seven emotions and six desires, and even immortals are not without desires. He did not think that there was anything wrong with his thoughts. He was still just a cultivator seeking the truth and had not even touched the threshold of immortality.

"Xin Zhen Chuan..."

Even though no names were mentioned, the attack was so obviously directed at someone with such sarcasm and it was obvious who was being insulted. Jin Wuying could no longer endure it.

"That's enough, you two. How can you quarrel like this in the residence of a ghost fairy? Do you want to completely disgrace the sect?
The sister you are arguing about is already married. What does it have to do with you? You are arguing about something that doesn't exist at all. It's really funny!"

Looking at the two bastards beside her, who were beginning to look disgraceful under the gaze of so many ghosts, Su Qingying, the true disciple of the Ice Emperor Palace, who was forced to stay with them and unable to escape, couldn't help but question.

"Even if those sisters don't have a Taoist partner, they still look down on you two."

Hua Qingan also came out to finish off the enemy at the right time.

"Why do you say that? What's your basis?"

Xin Fu was very unconvinced. As a prodigy of a great sect, he was naturally extremely proud. How could he lose to a casual cultivator who seemed to have no background? There was one thing they confirmed, Feng Qing'an really had no sect or school.

"Can you eat sunflowers?"

"..."

"Feng Qingan can."

After the questioning, both Xin Fu and Jin Wuying were speechless. Whether they were willing or not, they had to admit that Feng Qingan's talent surpassed everyone present, even including Hua Zhenchuan who was obsessed with him and always wanted to take him as his disciple.

"Okay, is this the time to argue about this? Don't forget where we are now!"

Tao Baibai jumped out and interrupted the fight. With his childish appearance, he was quite good at doing this. After all, as long as the two parties in the fight had some sense, they would not vent their anger on someone as unrelated as him.

"What kind of physique is that guy?"

This is what Xin Fu wants to know most now. The problem is that he has thought of hundreds of unique physiques, but none of them matches the characteristics shown by Feng Qingan, which makes him puzzled.

"What's the use of knowing his physical condition? He is not your enemy, but our fellow Taoist."

Hua Qingyu rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"Whether we can leave here depends entirely on him. If not, we will find a way to get out of here. At that time, as many people as possible will survive. Those who survive must make it their lifelong goal to revive the others."

"Do you really think he is the king's husband?"

"What else could he be if not the king's husband? A gigolo who hooks up with two sisters and plays both sides?"

"I will write down everything you said. When Feng Qing'an comes, I will tell him everything and ask him to ask the king to deal with you!"

Seeing these guys criticizing Feng Qingan so much, and even making up stories about Feng Qingan out of ugly jealousy, Hua Qingyu frowned his nose in dissatisfaction.

The reason why they are standing here as a group, even having the leisure to make jokes and interrupt, is because they are placing their only hope on Feng Qingan.

"No, Hua Zhenchuan, we all admire Brother Feng very much, what we just said was just a joke!"

Hearing what Hua Qingyu said, Xu Wu Tian Zhen knelt down in less than a breath. As the only cultivator who had truly come into contact with the Lord of Youhuang Country, he knew how terrifying that Lord was and did not want to encounter him again.

bang~
Just as these true descendants of the human race were joking and playing with each other, a blood-stained figure was thrown down from mid-air, and blood as sticky as lead and mercury flowed on the black bricks and stones with a metallic luster.

Even a random drop of blood contained a special power. Unfortunately, such a person was lying on the ground like a dead dog, motionless.

"This is……"

Different from the faint vitality of ghosts, his breath was as weak as a candle flame in the wind. This made several true disciples who had already recognized this person's origin suddenly silent.

"The true teachings of Longhu Temple!"

boom!
They had just recognized his identity when another figure with an abnormally bent body fell down. In less than half a minute, another one fell down, one after another, and blood splattered.
The appearances of these figures were extremely familiar. They were obviously the many fellow disciples who had separated from them and sneaked into the ghost fairy's residence.

"Damn it!"

"We can only count on Fellow Daoist Feng."

(End of this chapter)