When Long Qingyun returned to the Iron Sword Gate.

It was almost midnight when everyone was already sleeping, and occasionally a few sparse lights shone out of the windows, making them particularly eye-catching.

The Iron Sword Gate covers an area of ​​hundreds of acres and is composed of dozens of buildings. It has pavilions, towers and pavilions, winding and turbulent, and is quite majestic.

The courtyard of Long Qingyun's office is an independent courtyard at the northernmost end of the entire building complex. Since Long Qingyun won the runner-up in the ranking, he has moved here.

It is also called "Qingyun Xiaozhu".

Long Qingyun jumped up and ran up on the roof of the building complex. Between a few ups and downs, he came to the northernmost Qingyun Small Building.

Suddenly, Long Qingyun suddenly stopped on a tall locust tree.

Long Qingyun looked down at him.

A black shadow tiptoed outside Long Qingyun's window and looked inside.

At this time, Long Qingyun was already at the level of Wu Zun, and had excellent eyesight. Even though he was in the dark, he could see clearly like daytime.

The back figure outside the window is graceful, slightly similar to Sikong Xuan.

Long Qingyun suddenly remembered that during the day, Sikong Xuan had come to her room, and before leaving, she left behind the "bold words" she made at night.

At that time, Long Qingyun thought Sikong Xuan was joking, but he never thought that this little girl was really playing?

At this moment, Sikong Xuan's graceful figure moved and turned around. Her pretty face was extremely charming under the moonlight.

"Why is this guy turning off the lights so early? Didn't this lady say that she would come at midnight?" Sikong Xuan paced back and forth, hesitating whether to go in.

After a moment, Sikong Xuan walked quickly towards the door.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!" The slender jade hands beat the door rhythmically.

"Huh! Why didn't there be any reaction?" Sikong Xuan looked puzzled.

"Xuan'er, why are you not sleeping so late? What are you doing here?" A cold voice came through the night sky and towards Sikong Xuan's ears.

It is the secret of the transmission of the supreme internal power.

The voice is majestic and powerful, as if it is the unique voice of Sikong Yu, the leader of the Iron Sword Sect.

Sikong Xuan was so scared that she staggered and almost fell down. She desperately "escaped" towards the gate of the courtyard.

Suddenly, he bumped into someone.

A pretty face suddenly lost its appearance. Sikong Xuan was so nervous that she didn't dare to look up, and lowered her head and said in a stutter:

"Father, I'll go back to the bamboo building now."

But I knew that the "Sikong Yu" opposite did not scold Sikong Xuan.

After eight or nine breaths, Sikong Xuan raised his head suddenly.

He was dressed in white and had an extraordinary temperament, but he was not Sikong Yu. Sikong Xuan was dumbfounded and completely stunned.

This person looks handsome, with a slightly raised corner of his lips, and a naughty expression, looking at Sikong Xuan with a smile.

It turns out that the person in front of him was actually Long Qingyun?

"Huh? Isn't Long Qingyun in the room? So where is the father who just sent a message to him to the secret?"

Sikong Xuan was in panic and had a brief confusion. Suddenly, she exclaimed in surprise: "Huh? Junior brother, why are you here? Is my father with you? Where are others?"

Long Qingyun raised the corner of his lips and lowered his voice:

"You girl, why did you run to your junior brother in the middle of the night? I'm so embarrassed, I won't go back!" At this time, his voice was astonishing as Sikong Yu.

Sikong Xuan was stunned for a moment, suddenly woke up, suddenly rushed into Long Qingyun's arms, and said coquettishly:

"Junior brother, you are so bad!"

A ball of warmth suddenly crashed into Long Qingyun's arms, and Long Qingyun's heart suddenly felt rippling, and a sense of beauty spread throughout his body!

Sikong Xuan hooked Long Qingyun's neck with both hands and said shyly: "Junior Brother Long, since I hugged the Secret Realm of the Sky, I have been yours!"

Wow! People in this era have really conservative ideas. After hugging them in the Secret Realm of the Ferris, they have to agree with each other. If this is the case when it comes to the human society in the 21st century, it would be strange if people don’t laugh at them.

Maybe it was suddenly, maybe it was excitement, Long Qingyun seemed a little confused.

"Junior brother, don't you like me?" A hint of disappointment appeared in Sikong Xuan's eyes.

Long Qingyun is not a pedantic person. If you say that you don’t like Sikong Xuan, you are lying to yourself.

Sikong Xuan is tall and elastic, with tall clouds and slender waists, just like a woman who has been exercising in the gym for a long time. She has a domineering figure and unparalleled gracefulness!

However, once the two have an intimate relationship and are plagued by love, they may miss Long Qingyun's trip back to the Central Earth God Island.

The current Iron Sword Sect has become the second sect after the Sky Sect through this qualifying competition. The Joy Tower and the Meihua Immortal Palace will not wait for the Iron Sword Sect to grow stronger day by day.

Once Long Qingyun has hope, he will definitely stay to protect the interests of the Iron Sword Sect.

Moreover, Long Qingyun's parents in the Central Earth Shenzhou, including Tuoba Xi, Mo Zhixuan, Mei Wanting, and Ling Zhiyan, are still looking forward to Long Qingyun's return!

Thinking of this, reason defeated impulse, Long Qingyun said in a deep voice: "Senior sister, fortunately this is an independent courtyard, and no outsiders see it, you might as well go back."

Sikong Xuan seemed to read the struggle and hesitation from Long Qingyun's face, and said in a sweet voice:

"You like me, right? You are worried that I will become your hope. Don't worry, I will not stop you from returning to Middle-earth Godland. I just hope that you will come back one day after you leave here!"

After saying that, Sikong Xuan's thick lips suddenly came to the corner of Long Qingyun's lips.

Suddenly, a fierce sense of pleasure broke through Long Qingyun's mind and spread throughout his body.

As the saying goes, “Since ancient times, heroes have always been lustful, but if they are not lustful, they are not heroes!”

At this time, Long Qingyun suddenly aroused the heroic spirit of the sky, picked up Sikong Xuan, and walked towards the room with big strides...

The next day, it was noon.

The sunlight passed through the window frame and sprinkled light spots on the ground.

In a daze, Long Qingyun seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly sat up and looked around.

"Huh! Where is the person?"

Suddenly! Long Qingyun saw a bloodstain on the bed sheet and realized something, thinking to himself: "Sikong Xuan is indeed a good girl, and she must treat her well in the future!"

After several crazy years last night, Long Qingyun fell asleep soundly. At this moment, Sikong Xuan's charming and warm pretty face floated in her mind, and she couldn't help but feel more fascinated.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!" The knock on the door sounded.

Long Qingyun thought it was Sikong Xuan who came, and couldn't help but say excitedly: "Come in!"

Unexpectedly, a young man's voice came from outside: "Junior Brother Long, a group of people from Huanglong Island are here. The master of the sect asked you to go to the living room to discuss matters!"

"Oh! OK, I'll go there right away." Long Qingyun replied.

The person who knocked on the door was not Sikong Xuan, and he felt a little disappointed. Long Qingyun also discovered his psychological changes.

I couldn't help but sigh: "The power of love is so great!"

Then, Long Qingyun folded the quilt into a square, placed it on the bloodstain, and then turned around and left.

After passing through the roundabout corridor, you can hear the sound of Yelu Dashan coming from the living room from afar:
Chapter completed!