Chapter 467 Coronation of Faith

Feel the reaction of Zhou Yi's body, and Xiang'er's heart was also hot, so she got up gracefully, aimed at the heat, and slowly sat down.

Full, full, down-to-earth, trembling, this is the feeling of fragrance.

Smooth, narrow, hot and trembling, this is Zhou Yi's feeling.

Xiang'er's head suddenly raised, and her long green hair also flew, with a long chant in her throat.

When she opened her confused eyes, she first saw a pair of clear eyes, and then saw a relatively strange face, she was so scared that she suddenly jumped up!

The room was very dark. She had known that Zhou Yi was sleeping here, so she entered lightly and went straight to the point. She knew that Zhou Yi liked her wildness and her teasing.

But how can it be like this?

"Why isn't he the president? Why isn't he?"

Xiang'er was so frustrated that she was about to go crazy. For a moment, she couldn't see the appearance of Kakota. She just wanted to jump to stay and keep a distance from this man. At the same time, she also became particularly depressed and wanted to die.

Give yourself to a strange man? Still all kinds of teasing? Her first reaction was to take out the knife, kill first, and then commit suicide.

She wanted to do this, but the man under her didn't let him do it. A pair of hot hands pressed her waist tightly, and the strong and hot power came, which made her body so weak that she could not move.

"Ren me go! Otherwise, you will die ugly!" Xiang'er said in a low voice, and her trembling words exposed her inner uneasiness.

"hohoho..." The man under him smiled gently, "Is there a time when Xiang'er is afraid? If you find a man in the future, you have to be sure whether it is your own or not!"

Xiang'er was stunned and heard Zhou Yi's voice. Then she was relieved and couldn't help but be furious. Her pink fists were like rain and threw them on him.

Zhou Yi stretched out his arms with laughter, held her body tightly, and pressed her down as soon as he turned over. He muttered, "I'm very traditional, it's better..." With his mouth, he has opened a lot, deep in and out, and began to conquer hard.

Xiang'er is like a boat in the wind and waves. While enduring waves of pleasure and soreness, she shouted, "No, no...stop..."

Zhou Yi felt strange, slowed down, and said, "Why?"

"President, you... take off your mask... wear this, it feels strange... as if you are doing it with others... it's very awkward..."

Zhou Yi was in a bad mood, pulled off*, and completely circled Xianger's petite body. Xianger's cheeks were red, and a pair of eyes could not melt, and she was about to drip water. She boldly catered and moved wildly. The war between the two began in this dark room, which was smooth and took a long time...

Several rays of light passed through the window and fell on the smooth shoulders of wheat. Zhou Yi slowly opened his eyes, but felt a soft and hot chest. Xiang'er's whole body was not an inch, so she curled up in Zhou Yi's arms. Zhou Yi woke up, and she also woke up.

"Sir, are you awake?" Xiang'er smiled lazily, "My concubine will wait for you to get up and change your clothes?" The body moved gently, and I don't know which part put his morning strength one by one, and then rushed straight to the top of his head.

"This little fox!"

Zhou Yi secretly gritted his teeth, looked at the large area of bright skin on her chest, and pinched her* fiercely: "Get up, get up, who wants your big head to serve? Don't be late for the baptism of the elves today. No later, Yuewei should get up!"

After all, he hasn't learned how to get along with multiple women at the same time. Even if Xianger can, Zhou Yi feels awkward.

However, Xiang'er was obedient and got up to dress. Zhou Yi squinted his eyes and quickly put on his clothes.

After grooming and having breakfast, Xiang'er went to arrange the affairs of hunting pupils. Zhou Yi put on * again and carefully speculate on Kakota's behavior for a while, which shocked Yuewei who came in.

"Brother Zhou Yi... You scared me to death!" Yuewei is dressed in a white dress, with a black hair shawl, bound with a gold ring. Seeing that Zhou Yi was the image of Kacota, he couldn't help but step back and patted his chest, "I almost pulled out my sword!"

"Hmm, little girl, even if you pull out your sword, you are not my opponent, you'd better obey!" Zhou Yi smiled, reached out to hold Yuewei's waist and pursed his lips, "Come on, let my brother smell!"

"No, it's awkward!" Yue Wei smiled and didn't see any movement. She had already pulled out of Zhou Yi's arms, which was really as fast as smoke.

Zhou Yi's eyes darkened slightly. Yue Wei's words were almost the same as Xiang'er's words last night, but the coldness between her eyebrows showed that she was a little rejecting this level of intimation.

In fact, the intimacy between Zhou Yi and Yuewei is basically only the last step away. But now, it seems to go back to the time when we first met.

The sky is like a thorn, which makes Zhou Yi very awkward and uncomfortable.

"Brother Zhou Yi, don't make trouble. The elder is waiting outside. I'm here to invite you. The baptism ceremony of the divine pupil elf is about to begin!"

The baptism ceremony is actually very simple.

In the dense fog of Lingtong Xuanjing, more than 500 elves knelt down in awe. These people are representatives of people over 100 years old, as well as young men and women under 20 years old.

Compared with human beings, the life expectancy of the elves is high, and their 20 years old is equivalent to the 10 years old of ordinary human beings.

Because of the obstruction of the Great Peacock King and Kacota, it is quite late that they have not been baptized at the age of ten, which will inevitably affect the final cultivation of these children.

Zhou Yi was not with the elves, but still knelt aside with Ximen Zhi and his wife, maintaining due respect for the tradition of the elves.

The elder and Yuewei stood side by side, all white dresses. The forest wind blew, and the skirt fluttered, like a fairy in the sky.

Then, the elder took a step forward, faced Xuanjing, opened his hands, and greeted the spiritual fog spewing at the mouth of the well, chanting a string of voices that Zhou Yi could not understand, like a hymn in the church. Although it was low, it gave people a sense of sacredness and soul purification.

The fog was getting thicker and thicker, and the elder groaned. With a swing of his skirt, his knees fell to the ground. The elf people behind him also changed from kneeling to kneel, and another concert sounded.

Zhou Yi and Yuewei's spiritual consciousness moved at the same time, and they all felt that the wisps of piety suddenly thickened, as if it were qualitative, connecting the elf people and Xuanjing into a whole.

Subsequently, a more mysterious scene emerged.

A long-tailed peacock, purely composed of this pious emotion, with a crescent of different shapes on its tail and a pair of sapphire blue wings composed of seals, flew out of the wellhead and circled three times among the elves. The mysterious and beautiful seal, like ripples of light, fell on the head of the baptized young elves. . These young elves were shocked, their eyes were quickly filled with turbulent red, and their whole feelings immediately became different.

Zhou Yi was beside him, and he only felt that the scene in front of him was amazing and strange. If he were still on earth, he would not believe such a thing at all. What he sees now is much beyond his imagination.

More than he imagined, he was even surprised by the elders, the senior elves who often presided over the baptism ceremony.

According to the usual practice, in everyone's prayers, the peacock should fly back to the well and slowly melt and disappear.

And now, this is not the case. It slowly stopped in front of Yuewei, and a pair of eyes formed by mist stared at her quietly. For a long time, it suddenly went straight into the middle of Yuewei's eyebrows.

Then, Yuewei's eyebrows had three more blue emblems, and her body also stretched and floated into a holy place, but its appearance has changed greatly.

The long blue hair is as smooth as silk, slowly fluttering in the wind, and the shadow of the peacock behind it has disappeared. It is replaced by a pair of dark blue wings that are perfect like a work of art. The wingspan is everywhere, and the crescent moon spots on the feathers are like gems of different shapes shining. On her head, there is a crown of the same color, which shines and shines, making her face more exquisite and noble.

A flood of Xuanjing suddenly rushed out, and the drops of water scattered around, slowly falling behind her and turning into a seven-color rainbow.

Zhou Yi was dazzled, stunned, and muttered to himself: "It's really a burning bag... I didn't expect Yuewei to reach the level of magic stick..."

"Peacock goddess, peacock goddess!"

From the elders, all the elves touched the ground with their heads and knelt down devoutly to Xuanjing and Yuewei. The piety in the bamboo forest suddenly became much thicker...

Later, Zhou Yi once asked Yue Wei what was going on. Unexpectedly, she made such a big thing on the day of baptism. Yue Wei only said lightly, "I upgraded again. This time it's soul cultivation."

Perhaps, the demon pupil elves regard these as divine revelations, but Zhou Yi and Yuewei both know that in fact, due to the cultivation of skills, coupled with the magic of Jialan Yin and Yang world, she resonated with Xuanjing. Under the inspiration of this similar belief, Yuewei's soul cultivation has been refined to another level.

In the early stage of energy cultivation, the soul cultivation is in the middle of the world. Yuewei's power once again led the Chinese Association.

"However, I got such great benefits from the elves, and I was kneeled down by them. I must not sit idly by their situation. Brother Zhou Yi, we must get rid of this big peacock king!"