The Noble Fairy
Copyright© 2024 by danbaifen
Chapter 62
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 62 - How do immortals make love? Are male and female immortals the same as mortals when they make love? Most immortals in novels attach great importance to their chastity, even men. Only a small number of lechers and certain demon cultivators who like to take yin to replenish yang and take yang to replenish yin are exceptions. In this work, adult content generally follows the story, that is, erotic content and plot are inseparable. I want to make the characters and worldview as real and three-dimensi
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fiction High Fantasy Mystery
The remnant gradually subsided, and the bottom of the Buried Sword Cliff returned to its previous appearance.
After absorbing some immortal energy, Guangsha glanced at Feixing.
Feixing said, “Master, don’t worry about me. I’ll go up by myself.”
Guangsha’s phoenix eyes drooped, and he walked over with Yangchun in his hand, grabbing his arm without saying a word.
The next moment, a slightly cold wind blew across his cheek, and a sense of weightlessness came from his lower body. The bottom of the cliff was getting farther and farther away from Feixing.
Within a few breaths, they arrived at the top of the Buried Sword Cliff.
Guangsha put him down and left silently with Yangchun in his hand.
Although she didn’t say anything after coming out, Feixing always felt that Master Guangsha was not as cold and fierce as before.
He looked back at the deep bottom of the cliff, thinking that he had to work hard to enter the Golden Core Realm as soon as possible.
After all, it was so convenient to be able to fly.
...
In front of the Green Water Palace, when the sects who came to celebrate were all gathered, the head of the sect Liuxi appeared from the Green Water Palace.
“Meet the head of Liuxi--”
Everyone bowed to her.
She made a brief speech and began the ceremony of praying to heaven and earth.
This kind of ceremony is always complicated, but since it is a grand ceremony, it must go through this process at the beginning.
It was at this time that Guangsha came.
She came to Yushuang.
“Senior sister.”
“Hmm?”
Yushuang turned her head and saw that her face was slightly pale, and she was holding Yangchun in her hand like a rabbit.
“What are you doing?”
“I have something to tell you.”
Yushuang heard this and left the venue with her.
Qiu Yinjun, who was not far away, saw Yushuang leaving and suddenly felt lost. He no longer cared about the ceremony and turned to the back.
Several masters from other sects had been waiting for a long time. Seeing this, they immediately greeted her and started chatting with her.
“It is a great honor to meet Qiu Yinjun today. I am...”
“I am...”
“I am...”
Qiu Yinjun smiled and didn’t remember who they were. Their flattery was ignored by him.
“Qiu Yinjun is really a talented person. He can be rated as a phoenix child. He is really a dragon among men!”
Hearing this, his smile finally looked bright and sincere.
Qiu Yinjun ranked 3,592nd in the phoenix child rating and was rated as a middle-level yellow grade B.
Although it is only the lowest yellow grade, for small and medium-sized sects in their remote fairyland, it is a great honor to be rated as a phoenix child.
Looking at the world, there are too many unknown people in Xiaoyao Sea.
“Qiu Yinjun came to celebrate the Lingsu Sword Sect and prepared such a great gift. It’s really a good move!”
Qiu Yinjun smiled and said nothing when he heard it.
The real people around him were also silent when they saw it.
Only one person smiled and said:
“I’m afraid you have ulterior motives?”
Qiu Yinjun turned to look at him.
He was a fat man with a white face and no beard, and his eyes narrowed into slits when he smiled.
When he saw Qiu Yinjun looking at him, he bowed and said: “I am Shiluo from Yutong Xianmen.”
“I don’t know what you mean by ulterior motives, brother Shiluo?”
Shiluo smiled and said: “It’s like a butterfly in love with a flower, and a dry land praying for rain, right?”
“Hahaha--”
Qiu Yinjun laughed loudly, waved his long sleeves, and showed his elegance.
Everyone around reacted, and one of them smiled and said:
“I don’t know how sure Qiu Yinjun is?”
“I can’t say for sure--” Qiu Yinjun turned around, stretched out his hand and slowly stroked the long flute, and smiled:
“It’s probably nine out of ten.”
Shiluo still smiled and bowed:
“Then I wish Qiu Yinjun success!”
...
Under the poplar tree not far from the Bishui Palace.
Because it was related to Feixing, Guangsha told Yushuang about what happened at the bottom of Zangjian Cliff. Of course, she naturally glossed over what happened in the cave. Yushuang tightened her hands in her sleeves and said with a stern look: “Is he okay?” “No, I brought him up. He may be back to Yingluan Palace now.” Yushuang was relieved and asked again: “Why would he go to Zangjian Cliff?” Guangsha looked down at Yangchun in his hand and said coldly: “If you pretend to be dead again, you will stay at Zangjian Cliff from now on.” Yangchun opened his eyes immediately after hearing this. Guangsha let go of his hand. After Yangchun smiled apologetically, he saw Yushuang staring at him, and his face fell. He whispered that he had bewitched Feixing to go to Zangjian Cliff. “...” “Oh, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts--” Yushuang let go of her hand and turned to walk towards Yingluan Palace. Yangchun covered his swollen cheek and looked at Guangsha aggrievedly. Guangsha extended his hand to her other cheek expressionlessly.
She hurriedly covered her face with both hands.
Snap--
“Ouch--”
Yangchun covered her forehead, Guangsha picked her up again and took her back to watch the dull prayer ceremony.
...
In front of Yingluan Palace.
Feixing’s wound on his left arm has healed, and he is running outside the palace now.
He took some of his own saliva in the room to observe it before, and deliberately drank some water to make himself produce some Huilong soup.
At this moment, he is trying to make some sweat.
Feeling a layer of sweat on his back, he hurriedly used his fairy spirit to collect the sweat, gathered it in front of his eyes, and observed it carefully.
Well, there is still nothing--
Whether it is saliva, urine or sweat, there is no flower mist in it.
A beautiful figure fell, Feixing turned his head to look, and his mind was relieved.
“Master.”
“Are you okay?” Yushuang came in front of him, with a worried look in her eyes, and looked at him carefully.