Liang Yan felt so happy that he couldn't help but roar.

At this moment, bursts of piano music suddenly came from the distant river.

The sound of the piano is euphemistic and continuous, like a gentle breeze blowing through the pine forest, or like spring water meandering from a deep valley.

Liang Yan's heart moved and he looked up.

I saw a moon-white boat slowly approaching on the river in the distance.

It was already late at night, and the moonlight was shining like water, as if paving a road in front of the boat.

The small boat sailed on the moon without wind or waves, just like the beautiful scenery in a painting, and it was already close in the blink of an eye.

"Are you out of seclusion?"

Liang Yan looked at the slowly approaching boat with a smile on his face.

The music stopped, and a woman's voice sounded inside the boat: "Your fishing rod is broken."

"Um?"

Liang Yan looked down and realized that only half of the bamboo pole in his hand was left.

"Just break it. I'm not here to fish anyway." Liang Yan threw the bamboo pole in his hand and stood up from the river.

"Walking alone under the moonlight, the girl must be lonely, so let me come and have a drink with you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Liang Yan jumped up, walked on the waves on the river, and jumped onto the bow of the boat in a blink of an eye.

Just as he was about to reach out to pull the boat's door curtain, a burst of spiritual power shot out from inside, and it was not weak at all!

As a last resort, Liang Yan could only duck backwards to avoid the attack behind the curtain.

"Girl, what do you mean by this?" Liang Yan asked with a half-smile.

"You're a bastard, let's get beaten!"

Before he finished speaking, the door curtain flickered, and three more demonic energies flew out and hit Liang Yan's chest.

This demonic energy is extraordinary. It actually contains the power of stars. Under the illumination of the moonlight, it appears unpredictable and elusive.

"Are you here to try out a trick with me?"

Liang Yan laughed and did not fight back. He turned a few times in mid-air and easily dodged all the attacks.

However, the woman behind the curtain smiled slyly.

With the pinch of the magic formula in her hand, three masses of demonic energy suddenly exploded and turned into a huge purple nebula, covering Liang Yan's entire body.

A powerful sealing force came from the nebula, almost locking all the meridians in Liang Yan's body.

The next moment, the curtains of the boat suddenly opened to both sides, and a strong suction force came out, sucking the nebula and Liang Yan in the air into the boat.

Inside the boat, the aroma fills the air.

Wu Xin looked at Liang Yan, who was lying straight on the ground, with a half-smiling expression on his face: "How about it? You're such a scoundrel, aren't you going to fall into my hands tonight?"

"The 'Xingxiu Magic Skill' is very overbearing, but it can't trap me." Liang Yan closed his eyes and said lazily.

After Wuxin listened, he covered his mouth and smiled and said: "It seems that you have been in seclusion for so many years, and your bragging skills have gradually improved. But it's okay, the night is long, and sister has plenty of time to teach you well."

"No need."

Liang Yan, who was lying on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes and heard a "crackling" sound coming from his body.

The next moment, a powerful force of thunder erupted from his body, merging with his own sword intent. In an instant, it broke through the acupuncture points all over his body, forcing out all the star demon energy that sealed the meridians.

"Untainted Divine Thunder?"

Wuxin was surprised. She had seen this kind of divine thunder in Shennong Tuo's memory, but she didn't expect that Liang Yan had already integrated this kind of thunder method into his own swordsmanship.

In just a moment of confusion, someone had already hugged me around my waist, and a warm breath came from the back of my neck.

Liang Yan's voice sounded behind her: "So witches can be careless?"

Feeling the warmth coming from behind, Wu Xin's cheeks gradually became a little hot, and his breathing became rapid.

"What do you want to do?"

The witch struggled slightly, but found herself being held tightly by Liang Yan.

The familiar breath came from behind, and Wuxin found that he was a little intoxicated. As his body and mind relaxed, his body gradually became softer, and finally he fell involuntarily into Liang Yan's arms.

"That's all."

Wu Xin sighed softly and said: "It seems that I am in your hands tonight, idiot. What do you want to do to my sister? Today I have no choice but to do it to you."

The witch's face was pitiful, looking like a frightened rabbit, but there was a trace of joy hidden deep in her eyes, as if her conspiracy had succeeded.

After hearing this, Liang Yan did not speak, but lowered his head and gently untied Wu Xin's dress.

Outside the boat, the night is sultry.

Inside the boat, the spring scenery is blooming.

"Liang Yan, my name is not Wuxin, my name is Ni Jia Yunran."
Chapter completed!