I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 1842: The hug that came suddenly (the third change, for the tragedy

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An Lin looked up and found that Cyril was walking towards him, looking at him with a smile on his face.

He was dressed in a red Taoist robe full of sun, moon and stars. He had a handsome appearance, with huge bat wings tucked behind his back, and his pupils were obviously red, but they were extraordinarily gentle and calm, making people feel happy and comfortable just by looking at them.

"This is the second time we have officially met after Wajie." Cyril said with a smile.

An Lin showed guilt: "The matter of Huo Tianshen before caused them trouble..."

"Fellow Daoist Anlin, you're out of touch by saying that. Our family advances and retreats together, and your affairs are our affairs. How can there be any troubles or not?" Cyril said solemnly and seriously.

"Uh..." An Lin was stunned.

Did he hear something wrong.

The whole family advances and retreats together

"Come, come, let me introduce you." Cyril took An Lin's hand very enthusiastically, walked towards the center of the Potian Liuli Temple, and pointed to a real demon with a strong figure and a big gourd on his back The man said, "This is my Servant of Heaven, Demon Emperor Siyu."

"I have long admired your name, Demon Emperor Siyu." An Lin said respectfully.

The opponent is the former number one powerhouse of the True Demon Race, a figure from the same era as the Mangu Demon God.

"Hahaha, Sovereign Anlin, I am the one who has admired your name for a long time! It is said that young people are awesome, and you have risen to such a level in such a short period of time, which really amazes me." Demon Emperor Siyu laughed loudly, He looks like a bold-spoken uncle.

"This is our candidate for the emperor, the elf king Yunmengying from the Dark Night Spirit Realm in the ancient realm of the beginning." Cyril continued to introduce.

"Hello, respected Sovereign Anlin, you are a man with unworldly luck. It's a great honor to meet you." A female elf with a sweet and clear voice, smooth and delicate dark black skin, and bright white eyes , took the initiative to move forward, and saluted gracefully.

"Hello, Fellow Daoist Yunmengying, do you all speak so nicely?" An Lin felt very comfortable being praised, and reached out to shake the female elf's hand, which was very comfortable.

Yun Mengying covered her mouth and smiled lightly, with her two pointed ears pricked up slightly, she raised her eyebrows and said: "The members of the Potian Gang are all very nice to speak, do you want to join us?"

It has to be said that the Son of Heaven of the Potian Gang really treats An Lin very well. Only after Gu Longdi's wooing offensive ended, Yun Mengying started to invite him again.

"Haha, let's talk about it later." An Lin hurriedly said perfunctorily.

Yunmengying groaned, and with a flick of her figure, she threw herself directly into An Lin's arms.

All of a sudden, it was filled with warmth and fragrance.

"Really? I go up, or you go down?" Yun Mengying slightly parted her lips, exhaling the moist fragrance to An Lin, and asked softly. Even though her skin is dark black, under her exquisite, perfect and extremely three-dimensional appearance, she exudes a different style.

An Lin was stunned for a moment, what's going on

Anlin's chest breathing became a lot faster.

An Lin finally heard a different meaning from the other party's words, and hurriedly pushed the female elf away: "Wait, I think, Fellow Daoist Yunmengying, you misunderstood what I said!"

"What's the matter?" Yun Mengying's eyes were blurred, her slender and round legs moved lightly, and the dark black cicada wings behind her kept trembling, it seemed that she wanted to continue to pounce on her.

"What I just said, I will talk about it later!" An Lin repeated earnestly.

Yun Mengying was startled when she heard the words, and then said disappointedly: "Oh."

An awkward yet polite smile appeared on Cyril's face: "Fellow Daoist Anlin, don't be surprised. The reason why Yunmengying is like this is because she really worked too hard."

An Lin opened his mouth wide in shock, and told him not to take offense when he said such words in a serious manner

Cyril continued: "She is the last survivor of the night elves. At that time, a disaster occurred in the ancient domain of Taichu, and all the people of the night tribe were exterminated. Disaster."

"As the last survivor of the race, her reproductive and mating instincts are particularly strong, and she is eager to reproduce offspring with the blood of the night elves. Humans and elves have similar blood, so Yunmengying made such a move choice."

"Okay..." An Lin reluctantly accepted this setting, "But, there are so many human beings, why should I..."

Yunmengying heard the words and said with a smile: "I'm not so hungry that I can choose a human being at random. I, Yunmengying, am a woman who is determined to be a heavenly woman. To be accepted by me, at least she must be a person of the emperor's level. Cyril is ruthless, Chen Chen looked at it with a snowy face..."

She approached An Lin again, wrapped her slender arms around An Lin's waist, raised her delicate and flawless face, and said in a crisp and numb voice: "So... I only have you..."

"I know, Xu Xiaolan is your Taoist companion, I don't need to be your Taoist companion..."

Yunmengying gently rubbed Anlin's back with her slender hands, twisted her slender waist slightly, and said with blurred eyes: "I'll be your lover, you just need to give me a baby, if you want to do something to me Whatever, I will depend on you..."

An Lin felt that his three views had been refreshed.

As long as she is allowed to have a baby, she can be a lover

It turns out that when a race is forced to only one, it turns out to be so crazy

He pushed Yun Mengying away again, and rejected the other party's request with righteous words.

Although this female elf has a very hot figure and top-notch appearance, she is too dark... No, even if she is white, it's okay! An Lin is a single-minded man!

Yunmengying was rejected for the second time, and pouted with some dissatisfaction: "I don't know how many members of the Potian Gang, I just ignore them. Now my request is so low, and you still refuse..."

"Okay, Yunmengying, I've given you a chance, but Anlin is not happy, so let's stop here." Cyril said in an unquestionable voice.

Yun Mengying had no choice but to retreat reluctantly, but when she did, she insisted on asking for An Lin's contact information of the Sound Transmission Talisman, as if unwilling to give up.

Cyril was very enthusiastic and took An Lin to visit the core of the Potian Gang.

It was an extremely small formation as big as a hand pancake, and it was said that this was the key to breaking the sky.

An Lin could perceive that this small formation is just a nuclear button, and it is the introduction to start the big formation. As for the real big formation, I am afraid that it has already been integrated into the world, invisible, shapeless, and ethereal without a trace. Once it is revealed, it will inevitably trigger unimaginable horror.

"Breaking the sky is a thing full of art, especially breaking the supreme way of heaven in the entire universe, which is the greatest art in the world." Cyril said with a smile on his face while stroking the small formation, "We break the sky The Gang is an inclusive and open gang, as long as you have enough aptitude and strength, then you are the Son of Heaven and have the opportunity to become the real Dao of Heaven!"

"There is only one way of heaven. You are so emperor and candidates for the emperor, how do you divide them? Could it be possible to fight at the end to decide the winner?" An Lin laughed.

"It's not just as simple as fighting, it involves a lot of things, I will explain to you slowly..." Cyril turned his head to look at An Lin and said seriously, "If you join the Potian Gang, you will be among us, the most likely Become the existence of heaven!"

(end of this chapter)