"Get out."

Guan Ya's hands were on the steering wheel, her eyes fixed forward, her profile cold and beautiful. She spoke in an icy tone. It was a terrible night. Although she had awkwardly expressed her unwillingness to come, her youthful attire revealed her true feelings. Deep down, she had been looking forward to this dinner party.

However, the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. She wasn't the protagonist of tonight's dinner party. Instead, it was a strange, inexplicable Yin corpse. Unlike most girls, she wasn't warmly welcomed by her boyfriend's family on her first visit.

They didn't even bother to inquire about her age or family background.

If it were a younger girl, she would have been crying in the car by now. But Guan Ya wasn't a young girl, just feeling aggrieved. "Get out."

Seeing Zhang Yuanqing still lingering, Guan Ya repeated her words with emphasis. After venting her anger, she took a deep breath and said, "I'm sorry, Yuanshi, I'm not in a good mood right now. Please get out. We'll talk about it tomorrow." Guan Ya's expression and tone had returned to normal. She had controlled her emotions well.

But the calmer she was, the less Zhang Yuanqing wanted to leave. According to his life mentor, his and Guan Ya's current "inseparable" relationship was all due to the residual heat from the set meal deal that day. This "residual heat" could either rise and ferment or cool and fade, depending on how he handled it.

If he didn't resolve this matter today, he would definitely be shrugged off if he tried to hold Guan Ya's hand tomorrow. The day after tomorrow, she would definitely smile and change the subject. All his efforts would be in vain.

Guan Ya might not necessarily reduce her affection for him, but she would wonder if she had such a bad image in his family's eyes. Was there a future in dating this man?

Once love became rational, it was destined to drift further and further away, eventually becoming just ordinary friends - that was the life mentor's original saying.

"Guan Ya-jie, the one who possessed the Yin corpse just now was the Three Dao Mountain Niangniang. When she descended in the Killing Instance, she quietly left a mark inside the Vajra Pestle. As long as I took it out of reality, her Primordial Spirit could descend into reality..."

Zhang Yuanqing told her the story of how the old hag descended, without holding anything back. He believed that with Guan Ya's insight, she should have already seen through some of the clues.

"Three Dao Mountain Niangniang?" Guan Ya frowned slightly, her face worried. "Will her existence pose a security risk to you?" Zhang Yuanqing shook his head.

"Not for the time being. The Centurion exited the instance today. Tomorrow, he and Dog Elder should be looking for me. I'll consult their opinions then." After a pause, he took Guan Ya's hand and said in a low voice, "I'll explain things to Grandpa and Grandma. I won't let them misunderstand you."

Phew, it's good to explain things clearly... He secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Then he heard Guan Ya withdraw her hand and say in a light tone, "It's best not to deal with existences of this level, even if she seems righteous. Anyway, you have the Vajra Pestle. Yuanshi, get out of the car first. I should go back." Hmm, it still didn't work. Zhang Yuanqing was stunned for a moment, then said with a playful smile,

"I'm not leaving, Guan Ya-jie. Don't be angry, okay? We haven't eaten yet. Come upstairs with me, and I'll explain things to Grandma and Grandpa."

"There's no need. Going up now will only be awkward. Yuanshi, if you really care about me, get out of the car. You're an adult. Please be more mature," Guan Ya said lightly. "Guan Ya-jie, this is just a misunderstanding. It's not that Grandma and Grandpa don't like you. They think I'm two-timing. It's all my fault..." No matter how Zhang Yuanqing explained, Guan Ya's expression remained cold.

He's running out of words. How should he coax a girl in this situation? Zhang Yuanqing secretly gnashed his teeth. He deeply realized that dating a girl was different from making friends. Some things couldn't be solved with just a high EQ. Experience was needed.

Experience... That's right, ask the life mentor... Zhang Yuanqing secretly took out his phone, opened the chat app, and sent a help message to Ling Jun - he had taken it with him when he retrieved the Vajra Pestle.

Yuanshi Tianzun: "I'm having relationship problems with Guan Ya. I invited her to dinner at my house tonight. Because of some accident, another female friend was also present. My family thought I was two-timing, so they weren't very welcoming to her. Then, because of some things, my family's impression of her wasn't very good. The scene was too awkward to explain in a few words."

Yuanshi Tianzun: "I've already explained the female friend issue to her, and I've promised to explain things for her in front of my family to restore her image. But it doesn't seem to work. She's very cold. I don't know how to coax her. What should I do? Waiting online, it's quite urgent." He sent two messages in a row.

A dozen seconds later, the phone vibrated. Ling Jun's reply came.

Ling Jun: "Most men in this world always think they can reason with their girlfriends. They always think that if they're right, their girlfriends shouldn't be angry. But they ignore the fact that emotions are like when we were kids and threw tantrums. Did our parents reasoning with us work? No. Any child willing to listen to their parents' reasoning is afraid of the stick in their parents' hands." Yuanshi Tianzun: "Stop talking nonsense, okay?"

Ling Jun: "You're being too vague in your description. First, I need to confirm if the female friend issue has been explained clearly. Does she believe it? Or is she just敷衍敷衍 you? If the reason for her emotional breakdown is you, then I suggest you sincerely apologize or cry in remorse. First, show your attitude, then leave. Don't pester her, because at this time, the woman doesn't want to see you. She needs to calm down."

Yuanshi Tianzun: "It's definitely not my problem. Also, the female friend issue has been explained clearly."

Ling Jun: "Then the reason for her emotional breakdown is that your family's impression of her is not good. She's anxious, even having self-abandonment thoughts, wanting to escape as soon as possible. To be more pessimistic, she even wants to draw a line between you."

Yuanshi Tianzun: "I said I'd explain things for her."

Ling Jun: "No, no, no. Explaining things for her is the most basic thing. A dinner party full of expectations turned into this. Think about what she needs most now? Your promise, your comfort, your care. Most women are actually reasonable, but in terms of emotions, they are easily emotional, so men need to explain first and then soothe their emotions." Yuanshi Tianzun: "I know, coax her, but it doesn't work."

Ling Jun: "Be more aggressive, kiss her. Let her know your feelings, let her understand your affection for her. If sweet talk doesn't work, express your love in a more aggressive way. Go for it, young man. I'm not talking anymore. I'm eating dinner with my girlfriend." Kiss her.

Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but glance at Guan Ya. Except for the day he left the Killing Instance, when he couldn't help but kiss the old driver, he had neither experience nor courage in kissing. Being able to kiss a girl anytime, anywhere, without any psychological pressure, was either a pervert or a seasoned lover. Zhang Yuanqing was neither.

Just as he was hesitating, Guan Ya burst out, gritting her teeth:

"It's really hard for you to chase after me so diligently. It's okay now. I'm not angry anymore. Please go back to Mr. Zhang's house and play on your phone..." Just as she finished speaking, she saw that Zhang Yuanqing seemed to have made some kind of decision, with an expression of giving it his all. He reached out, cupped her face, and bit down on her. Guan Ya's eyes widened instantly. The surprise, confusion, and suddenness made her forget to resist. A few seconds later, her eyes trembled slightly, and she reacted.

She pushed and beat the young man's shoulders and chest with force. Fortunately, they were both at the Saint realm. If it were an ordinary man, Guan Ya's breastbone and shoulder bones would have been shattered and died by now. It was still the same softness, the same fragrance, but the force of the beating was much stronger than last time... Zhang Yuanqing bit Guan Ya's lips, took a breath, and then sucked harder. Considering that the other party was in a forced state, unwilling, he didn't dare to stick out his tongue for fear of being bitten. But the girl's moist, soft lips were better than any delicacy in the world.

Guan Ya was ultimately unwilling to use "violence" against him. Otherwise, a finger's worth of sword energy could have made Yuanshi Tianzun cool to the core. She put her hands on Zhang Yuanqing's chest and leaned her head back hard, trying to escape. As she leaned back, Zhang Yuanqing leaned forward, biting Guan Ya's lips tightly.

Until Guan Ya's head, with nowhere to retreat, hit the car window, her posture became half-falling, half-lying, while Zhang Yuanqing's upper body had fallen into the driver's seat, with his hands supporting the seat. "Ugh, ugh..."

Guan Ya was ashamed and angry, making a low whimper in her throat.

In the dim, narrow car, the two of them panted rapidly, occasionally hearing the "whizzing" sound of sucking.

Guan Ya's body gradually softened. The force of her beating and pushing weakened. A blush climbed onto her cheeks and ear roots. Her fierce eyes gradually turned dazed, covered with a layer of water mist, with alluring eyes. A few minutes later, Zhang Yuanqing raised his head, leaving Guan Ya's small mouth.

Guan Ya leaned half-lying against the car door. Her slightly short and hot breath came out of her slightly red and swollen small mouth, and her full chest and abdomen rose and fell violently. Zhang Yuanqing, on the other hand, was half-supported by the seat, leaning forward, his head against the roof of the car, panting slightly. The two stared at each other, one with alluring eyes, the other with fiery eyes.

One more time... Zhang Yuanqing swallowed, freed one hand, reached under Guan Ya's buttocks, and lifted her slightly, lifting her up from the seat. He fell backward, bringing Guan Ya back to the passenger seat with him.

The space in the sports car was too narrow, and the two bodies were close together. Zhang Yuanqing could clearly feel the fullness and softness of Guan's chest. He lowered the seat back, trying to expand the space, so that Guan Ya's upper body could be completely attached to him.

He held Guan Ya's upturned buttocks with one hand, kneading the elastic but incredibly soft flesh of her buttocks, and the other hand reached into her t-shirt, stroking her delicate and smooth jade back and touching the bra strap. And from beginning to end, Guan Ya did not resist.

《Immortal Wood Romance》

Zhang Yuanqing again covered Guan Ya's lips. This time, he boldly stuck out his tongue, teasing the clove tongue behind her pearly white teeth.

At first, Guan Ya was unwilling, clumsily dodging, but as he stroked her, hormones gradually secreted, and she gradually became emotional, and began to half-push and half-obstruct, and finally responded fiercely after an unknown amount of time. Zhang Yuanqing felt numb in his lips and tongue, finally holding Guan Ya's face and ending the long kiss.

The old driver, with her eyes half-closed, slightly opened her eyes and looked at him, as if she was still not satisfied, and then buried her head in his chest, the two of them panting slightly. After about ten seconds of silence, Zhang Yuanqing hugged Guan Ya's small waist and said softly:

"Guan Ya-jie, take me home, I can imagine that Grandpa and Grandma have already prepared the torture instruments, waiting for me to go back and throw myself into the net. Alas, Grandpa, who has been the chief for a lifetime, can't tolerate sand in his eyes, and I don't even know how to explain the Three Dao Mountain Niangniang thing." Guan Ya snorted softly.

Zhang Yuanqing felt that she no longer had any resentment in her heart. To be exact, the warmth and sweetness between lovers suppressed her resentment and anger. Ling Jun was right. A hearty kiss was far more useful than an explanation, and it could let her understand the man's heart. But verbal comfort could not be less, Zhang Yuanqing said:

"My grandpa and grandma are reasonable people. We'll go up and explain things clearly later." "You go, I won't go." Guan Ya rolled her eyes.

The tone and the previous tone had undergone earth-shaking changes. The previous tone was cold and distant, and now it was coquettish. "Okay."

Zhang Yuanqing gently stroked Guan Ya's firm and delicate waist. Her t-shirt had unknowingly been lifted to her chest, revealing a large area of fair skin. Her small waist was narrow and thin, and the waistline was seductive. The extremely low body fat made the skin feel tight and smooth. Guan Ya seemed to remember something, raised her charming melon face, and glared at Zhang Yuanqing, "Why is your aunt targeting me?"

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"Is there?" Zhang Yuanqing looked blank. "I thought she wasn't lying. Isn't that what you said to her at the time?"

Guan Ya snorted coldly, "I'm a scout. Can I hide her little thoughts from my eyes? She just wants to drive me away, and wants your grandpa and grandma to hate me." Zhang Yuanqing was immediately furious:

"Okay, this Jiang Yuer, actually secretly targeted you. She doesn't have anyone herself, so she can't stand me finding a beautiful and virtuous girlfriend. See if I don't hang her up and beat her when I go back." Guan Ya examined him for a few times, and curled her lips, "No sincerity."

Forget it, aunt belongs to the category of seven aunts and eight aunts, and the meaning of the existence of seven aunts and eight aunts is to be disliked by people. She suddenly widened her beautiful eyes, and said angrily, "Don't stab me with your three centimeters of family treasure."

While speaking, she changed her posture, trying to avoid something, but the space of the sports car was so big, and she was so tall, she couldn't avoid the annoying thing. Zhang Yuanqing heard the words and said unconvinced, "It's obviously a 30-centimeter heirloom."

"Heh, a 30-centimeter needle... Hmm~ you, if you top me again, I'll really get angry..."

"Then don't move, if you move again, the soft seat will turn into a socket."

After a moment of peace, Guan Ya suddenly said:

"What about the female ghost who called you husband?"

Zhang Yuanqing thought, what should come will come after all, turning over old accounts is a common skill for women.

"That's the boss of the haunted house level in Jinshui Amusement Park. Later, I accepted her as a spirit servant. Calling me husband is her setting, but in fact our relationship is very pure." "Really?"

"What's with your questioning eyes? My surname is Zhang, not Xu." Zhang Yuanqing said confidently, and was upright. He and the ghost bride were indeed pure.

"Then what about your Yin corpse? The spirit servant possesses the Yin corpse..." Guan Ya didn't say anything, she believed that Yuanshi could understand what she meant.

"I saw obscenity, perversion, and evil in your eyes. People can't, at least they shouldn't. Besides, my surname is Zhang, not Xu."

"What does this have to do with the surname Xu. It's another surname Xu."

After muttering for a few minutes, Guan Ya climbed up from the little boy's body, sat back in the driver's seat, pulled down the hem of her t-shirt, pulled down the makeup mirror embedded in the sun visor, and looked at the mirror while tidying up her clothes. Only then did she realize that her mouth was swollen. Red and swollen, no wonder she felt her mouth was numb.

The second kiss in her life was actually kissed into this ghostly appearance. "Get out of here quickly, I'm going home."

Guan Ya said angrily. Liu, please do not foreign Xinjiang Qingdao beer.

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Zhang Yuanqing entered the password nervously and opened the anti-theft door.

The lights in the living room were fully on. Dinner was over. Grandpa was sitting in the main seat, silently drinking tea with his head down. The Chen family hadn't left either. Aunt was sitting in the living room with her aunt watching TV. Uncle and cousin were drinking tea with Grandpa. Grandma was washing dishes in the kitchen.

The meal was over, but the people hadn't dispersed. It was self-evident what it was for.

Hearing the sound of the anti-theft door opening, the three men at the dining table and the two women in the living room looked over. Grandpa looked at his grandson entering the living room with a blank expression, his voice cold and majestic: "Come here!"

Zhang Yuanqing obediently walked over.

Grandpa's face was serious: "What's the matter with those two girls? Which one is your girlfriend? Guan Ya is my girlfriend, and the other one is really just a normal friend." Zhang Yuanqing explained.

"Why would a normal friend come to your house? She can still come in, either you brought her in, or you told her the password. You told a normal friend the lock password?" Grandma walked out of the kitchen, questioning repeatedly.

This, this, you're old, is your logic too meticulous? Zhang Yuanqing didn't know how to explain it for a while. If this could be explained, then he would be underestimating the intelligence of the retired chief and chief's wife. Zhang Yuanqing had to say:

"Guan Ya is indeed my girlfriend, but she is relatively shy, and because she has met you before, she is reluctant to come. So I wanted to find a friend with a good relationship to come to my house to make up the numbers. I didn't expect that Guan Ya would come by herself..."

"Just a good relationship?" Grandpa sneered, "It's an ambiguous relationship with you." Zhang Yuanqing took the opportunity to lower his head and put on a look of being seen through his thoughts.

The real girlfriend didn't want to come, so he found an ambiguous relationship to pretend... Seeing his posture, everyone understood. The aunt sitting on the sofa immediately taught:

"Yuanzi, you are wrong, you should have a good relationship when you are in love, young people can't be fickle, you know. Got it, aunt." Zhang Yuanqing responded, and then guaranteed to his grandfather:

"I won't do this again in the future."

"If I let you know that you are like this again, I will break your legs."

The elders are partial and double-standard. Even the upright retired chief can only sternly warn him. Grandma is even more partial and double-standard. She immediately throws aside the grandson's crime of two-timing and asks:

"What's going on with that Guan Ya? Is what Yuer said true?"

Zhang Yuanqing turned his head and glared at his aunt, "Grandma, don't listen to her nonsense. I and Guan Ya did meet in the case of Bingge. We have private contact, but that time at Pingtai Hospital, she went to investigate the case.

"During that time, someone saw a wanted criminal appearing in Pingtai Hospital, suspected of having an accomplice working in the hospital. She is a security guard, so she pretended to be pregnant and asked the doctor in the hospital for information." Grandma heard this and remembered that there had indeed been a terrorist attack in Pingtai Hospital, "Yuanyun, is it true?"

Chen Yuanyun rubbed the deep lines between his eyebrows: "I and she are not in the same system, but what Yuanzi said should be no problem. So that's how it is..." Grandma glared at her daughter fiercely: "I knew you were talking nonsense, you're so old, you don't think before you speak."

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Jiang Yuer ignored her mother's scolding. She silently looked at Zhang Yuanqing, her dark and bright eyes without sorrow or joy, a piece of calm, but in the deeper eyes, it seemed to hide something, like sadness, like helplessness, like pain, like unwillingness... Zhang Yuanqing felt a burst of panic for no reason. At this time, Grandma said a little embarrassedly and ashamed:

"Then, let's invite her home for dinner next time, Yuanzi, the dinner hasn't been eaten yet, I'll warm it up for you."

"No need, it's a hot day, just eat it like this." Zhang Yuanqing took the opportunity to sit down and picked up the rice that he had just eaten a couple of mouthfuls. It was already cold, and the dishes were also cold.

"Husband..."

Before he could enjoy his dinner, the ghost bride, who had been watching the whole farce in the living room, floated over faintly and resentfully, and wailed, "Is that woman your fiancée?"... Zhang Yuanqing covered the corner of his mouth and said in a low voice: "Concubine, is a concubine..." Really, after coaxing people, I still have to deceive ghosts...3m

Late at night.

On the roof of a certain residential building, the night wind was gentle, blowing up blue silk and blowing the bright red skirt.

On the edge of the roof, sat a woman wearing a silver mask. The long skirt in Song Dynasty style was complicated and gorgeous. The sleeves and chest were embroidered with cloud patterns with gold thread. The eyes under the silver mask were staring blankly at the bright night view below. The hot and noisy day was over, but the night did not bring tranquility to this city. Neon lights converged into winding roads, and cars with high beams drove through the streetlights like a stream.

And between the props composed of strips of neon lights, there are tall buildings rising from the ground, and under the buildings are pedestrians coming and going. The people in the building and the people under the building are enjoying their own time.

The Lord of Zhisha Palace gently shook her white jade-like feet under her skirt, watching the night scene in a daze.

Until the subtle sound of footsteps sounded from the stairwell, a middle-aged uncle with an explosive head, a big belly, and unkempt, climbed the stairs and came to the roof.

"Palace Lord"

Qingdian Dasheng bowed and saluted, and said, "The information about Guan Ya, a member of the second team in Kangyang District, that you want to find has been collected." He paused and said:

"Guan Ya is a descendant of the Lingjing family, the Fu family, and is a cousin of Fu Qingyang. Her mother is the younger sister of the current head of the Fu family, Lingjing id Fu Xue.

"Her father is a second-level prosecutor of the Heaven Punishment Organization, and he holds real power. The two have divorced, but neither of them has remarried. Moreover, this prosecutor and the Fu family still have many business dealings, and they are relatively solid allies.

"It is not clear for the time being why Guan Ya came to Songhai to work, but his subordinates asked people inside the Wuxing Alliance to check her personal information and found that her personal credit investigation was blacklisted." She seems to be disliked by the Fu family elders, and she relies on Fu Qingyang to support her in Songhai. The specific reason is that the time is too short to verify." The Lord of Zhisha Palace said indifferently with his back to him: "Enough! You go back first." Qingdian Dasheng bowed and retreated.

When he retreated back to the stairs, the light footsteps became farther and farther away until they disappeared. The Lord of Zhisha Palace looked at the night scene and suddenly said: "He has been promoted to the Saint."

A lazy laugh came from the dark stairwell: "I know, this shows that our plan is on the right track."

The Lord of Zhisha Palace supported the edge of the roof with both hands and still did not turn his head. He murmured to himself:

"I often think, is it the right choice to give him the character card of the Demon Lord? Maybe he can live a happier and easier life."

The voice in the stairwell put away the lazy smile and said in an extremely serious tone:

"Only he can digest the opportunity of the Demon Lord. He is a natural night wanderer, and he inherited his father's talent. But it is also possible to repeat his father's mistakes." The Lord of Zhisha said in a low voice. "What's wrong with you today?" The voice said in a deep voice. The Lord of Zhisha Palace did not answer. After a brief silence, the voice said:

"You used your mind power as a needle and your own soul as a thread to stitch up his incomplete spiritual body, but this is only a temporary measure. If he does not inherit the Demon Lord's character card, he will not survive. This is his destiny." In order to save him, your soul was damaged, your temperament changed greatly, and you fell from the Dominator realm to the Saint realm. You finally recovered part of your strength. You have done so much for him. Now you should give him a stable life." The Lord of Zhisha Palace said softly:

"I just think he has suddenly grown up. Maybe, it doesn't necessarily have to be me to be by his side." "Put away these stupid thoughts." The voice in the stairwell said:

"When he inherits everything from the Demon Lord, the prophecy of the Light Compass will be fulfilled. Peaceful days will not last long. In the war of camps, there will only be you die or I live, and there will be no coexistence. He has no retreat, and neither do we."

"I know," the Lord of Zhisha Palace raised her snowy wrist and waved it, and said: "Go away!" There was no sound in the dark stairwell. Liu, please...

The next day, Zhang Yuanqing woke up yawning, and happily took out his mobile phone, intending to send Guan Ya a morning greeting message. But when he opened the chat software, the first thing he saw was the avatar of Bai Yi Shengxue, and an unread message: "Come to Fushiawan" Fu Qingyang was summoning him.

The Centurion has finished resting Zhang Yuanqing silently exited the chat software, logged into the official forum, and checked the forum posts. Well, there is no news about Yuan Ting's exposure. Not a big problem. He put on his clothes in a good mood.