The purple glow is sprinkled, the morning sun is full of mountain cities, thousands of miles of barren land, and there is a faint white mist, and the silent giant city has also recovered with the rising sun, and the bustling flow of people makes the mountain city full of vitality!

After traveling in the Southern Regions for 30 years, Qingfeng slowly walked in the bustling flow of people, and felt a lot, the catastrophe of gods and demons, Qingfeng is now not only friendly with the Vermilion Bird Clan, but also has become an ally with the Libi Clan, which has nearly one billion, which can be said to be a non-acquaintance!

Smile and look away. Qingfeng with the curious Yun Ji, since, to the central bluestone garden to go, the majestic bluestone palace, the luster flows, grand and majestic, with the best bluestone again turned into a building, brilliant atmosphere, the whole country luck converges here.

This is the spiritual holy land of the Qingfeng country, the emperor sits here, looks down on the world, swallows mountains and rivers, and has placed the faith of hundreds of millions of people since the founding of the country.

Walking slowly all the way, the guards stationed around, their eyes flashed with excitement, especially some newcomers, I didn't expect that I could see the legendary existence today, the guards have changed for thirty years, I don't know how many batches, the emperor is indeed missing, so that everyone also has a trace of regret!

In the bluestone garden of thousands of zhang, the palace pavilions are grouped, there are footsteps, and two figures appear in the garden, the two women do not eat the fireworks of the world, the beauty is almost dreamy, it is the two of Hua and Yan.

"Yohe, isn't this our human emperor?" Hua Qinghe spoke, green silk like a waterfall, eyes like autumn water, red lips flashed with a fresh luster, and his voice was soft, just seeing Yun Ji behind Qingfeng, a trace of hostility flashed in his eyes, and at the same time, he didn't have a good face for Qingfeng, just like June Day, he said that he would change his face!

"Hehe, Qinghe is here, this is Yunmeng Water God Yun Ji, and she is also the emperor's concubine. Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Qingfeng had no choice but to bite the bullet.

But obviously three women in a play, no one pays attention to him, Qingfeng can only be bored, he is too lazy to mix, and then in the ancient garden, a purple-gold streamer of the spirit plant, rooted in the center of the stone garden, the ancient tree is as high as thirty zhang, there are ten zhang thick, after nearly fifty years of pregnancy, the peach elf has already been born, and on the mottled crystal trunk, a golden line blooms with golden light, and at the same time, the purple and golden peach sprinkles a little crystal purple golden light rain, moisturizing the elixir in the garden of hundreds of zhang, fairy grass, so that the ancient garden is full of vitality.

And, in front of the jade table under the peach tree, Qingfeng sat silently for a long time, looking at the departing figure of Sandao, Qingfeng was silent for a moment, he felt Hua Qinghe, and there was a faint loss in his expression, how could he not understand what she thought in her heart, the marriage of the Shaoyan clan made her feel a pimple in her heart, but she took the overall situation into account and accommodated Yan Lin, and did not care about Qingfeng!

But this time she couldn't calm down, and naturally she wouldn't give Qingfeng a good face, but who made Qingfeng thick-skinned, and the moment she stepped into the palace with her front foot, Qingfeng got up and swept over like a whirlwind!

Immediately, he didn't wait for Hua Qinghe to react, hugged him, and walked to the room, and Hua Qinghe exclaimed, wanting to break free from being hugged tightly by Qingfeng, the whole delicate body was tense in vain, as if the whole person was lost.

It didn't take long for the peach tree to tremble, and a red figure appeared in the bluestone garden, which was the spirit of the peach, the peach elf, the beautiful girl was innocent, looking at the palace where Huaqing River was located, her ears flickered, as if she was listening to something, her eyes were like swans, even a glance at it, so sweet;

"Wooh......" In the entire bluestone garden, there was a faint moaning sound, but there was a tactful, crying and complaining, with a deep depression, as if a woman was pouring out something.

Inside the stone house, it was full of glamour, the snow-white delicate body kept making bursts of sighs, and the jade neck was as white as jade, buried deep in the soft fur, and a stout figure behind him kept colliding.

A high-pitched moan sounded, as if he was about to die, and I don't know when, in a high-pitched moan like a cry, all the sounds suddenly calmed down.

The soft fur, covering the figures of the two white flowers, hugged each other tightly, as if enjoying the afterglow of the joy, after a long meeting, the two close figures gradually separated.

"Husband!" Hua Qinghe Qianqian's jade hand smashed into Qingfeng's chest and said coquettishly, "You don't know how to pity a little, it's just a brute bull." ”

Between her eyebrows, she still had a hint of spring, a touch of flush still did not dissipate on the snow-white ketone body, with a hint of shame, and kept beating the green wind.

Although he is already an old husband and wife, and his children have grown up, but the life of the warrior is long, and the appearance of the two is still the same as at the beginning.

Qingfeng couldn't help but laugh when he heard it, "Hehe, just now, you kept pestering me with your hands and feet, and the voice in your mouth didn't stop, Madame's order, how dare I disobey, as for which aspect, I can't help it, I have proven that the flesh is extremely tough."

And the beauty was in his arms, feeling the softness pressed down on his chest, his heart began to throb, and Hua Qinghe's coquettishness was like adding fuel to the fire. Qingfeng couldn't control the rising burst of love, gently hugged the snow-white delicate body in his arms, and turned over again. stopped her mouth, her big hand kept roaming over Hua Qinghe's body, constantly kneading a pair of plumpness, and then her body straightened slightly, and she suddenly broke into the door and squeezed in to the end.

"Come back!" Looking at Qingfeng, who was once again crawling on her delicate body, the flush on her face became even more intense, and she beat Qingfeng with strength in anger, with a coquettish look.

The monk's cultivation against the sky is the process of improving the level of life, and only a woman like Xiang Huaqinghe can withstand it, even so, after several hours in a row, she also feels that her body is about to fall apart, and even her bones are crispy, and in the end, she can no longer bear it, and she lies directly on the stone bed, letting the green wind impact like a wild bull.

"Ah!" In a rapid moan, the entire bluestone palace was swaying in bursts of sluggishness, and there was a continuous coquettish and high-pitched voice.

When Qingfeng opened his eyes, he had already seen the infinite charm and charm of the woman under him, the red lips of the amorous woman kept opening, the delicate white teeth biting the seductive red lips, and the low gasping sound continued to drill into his ears, as if urging the magic sound.

looked at the Huaqing River in front of him, which was as soft as a puddle of water. began to impact frantically, and after a few hours of Haoyue was in the sky, I heard a long and relieved sound, Hua Qinghe bit Qingfeng's shoulder, his body stiffened, and the sound of crying continued to spread in his throat, resounding in Qingfeng's ears, and in an instant, the water and milk blended!

After a long time, Qingfeng reached out and hugged Hua Qinghe's perfect ketone body into his arms, feeling the magnificent softness on his chest, and showing a touch of warmth on his face!