Xue Qinghan only felt that his head was about to explode, and there seemed to be countless sharp blades cutting the soul in the soul, and the world in the pitch black was only the sword light, and the sword mountain was overwhelming, and the breath was suffocating.

Yes, suffocation, Xue Qinghan felt a little out of breath now, and a magnificent sense of oppression came to his face, with a faint ...... Aroma?

In a trance, Xue Qinghan opened his eyes slightly, his eyes were not focused, but what caught his eyes was a piece of snow white, directly pressing on his face.

What is the situation? The feeling of weakness that came from his soul made him drowsy, he should still be in the Tianyan Mountain Range now, shouldn't it be a red world? The land is also glowing red and black.

In a daze, Xue Qinghan vaguely saw the deep snow-white ravines reflected on his face, soft and smooth, with a faint fragrance, not rich, but extremely strange, it seemed to directly stimulate some nerves in the body, and the blood seemed to have signs of accelerated flow.

Soft is soft, but pressing on the face makes it difficult for Dexue Qinghan to breathe, and when his arm moves subconsciously, he wants to cry without tears to push away the things that are pressing on his face.

Xue Qinghan's palm moved up slightly, directly supporting something, and it was soft and smooth to get into, full of elasticity, but one palm couldn't cover it.

"What ......" Xue Qinghan muttered in a daze, his fingers unconsciously strained slightly, and his palm was gently pinched, and the feeling was excellent.

"Uh-huh~"

A soft moaning voice with a somewhat strange nasal voice came out, which instantly made Dexue Qinghan's intuition rush to his brain, and his consciousness was a little sober in an instant. And what followed, but his heart tightened for no reason, his body stiffened there, and he didn't know what to do, and even Xue Qinghan didn't even dare to open his eyes completely at the first time.

What should come is coming after all, Xue Qinghan's breathing unconsciously lightened, his head moved back cautiously slightly, and the embarrassment was that the softness of Xue Qinghan's head moving back and pressing on his face was stretched out at this time, and continued to press on Xue Qinghan's face, the first scene Xue Qinghan saw when he opened his eyes was a flawless snow white, and a touch of soul-hooking ravine, close at hand, covering his entire field of vision.

"Hiss~"

Xue Qinghan's palm quickly withdrew as if it had been electrocuted, and his body wanted to retreat directly, but his movement was large, and the countless wounds on his body were torn open, and the pain came from the heart.

Thanks to the pain in the heart, Dexue Qinghan's snow-white eyes regained their clarity again, but there seemed to be a little flame burning in the depths of his eyes, bringing a strong impulse.

Tilting his head slightly, his gaze moved up from the snow-white straight peak, facing a pair of misty ink

The eyes suddenly made Xue Qinghan lose his mind for a moment.

At this time, Mo Yu's delicate and flawless face was crimson, her beautiful eyes were blurred, the water waves were flowing, and her ink-like eyes revealed infinite evil and mysterious meanings, and at this time, she was filled with the temptation to devour people's reason. The red lips are slightly opened, the exhalation is like an orchid, and the shyness and timidity are hidden in the blur, which is so beautiful that it is suffocating.

Xue Qinghan's breathing was unconsciously heavy at this time, the reason in his consciousness was burning, the blood in his body was heating up sharply, and the palm that had just been removed had signs of uncontrollability.

At this time, the two of them were not only defenseless, their bodies were almost completely close together, but their postures were even more bizarre, Mo Yu's chest was completely crushed in Xue Qinghan's face, which was the facial cleanser that I often heard people talk about. And because of this posture, Xue Qinghan's eyes met the pair of ink pupils, and he climbed over the mountains, and accidentally fell into the deep valley.

"Childe... But you have to keep ......" Mo Yu's eyes moved away slightly, but a faint voice that was enough to make a man lose his mind came out of his mouth.

Mo Yu's voice was faint like a mosquito and fly, but it was like a thunder exploding in Xue Qinghan's mind, and in addition to the current situation of the two of them, it almost made Xue Qinghan's reason completely burned into nothingness, and turned into a "beast" that acted instinctively according to his body.

"Whew~Whew~"

The blazing intent in Xue Qinghan's eyes was eye-catching, and at this time, Mo Yu's body moved slightly, and suddenly drove a white fluctuation in Xue Qinghan's vision....... Xue Qinghan felt that there was a warm desire flowing out of his nasal cavity, eighteen years, although he was a real child of the family, but he had never encountered the current situation, and Luo Shuang was by his side on weekdays, and he had never been to the Fengyue place, which was undoubtedly a very shameful thing for the children of the family. And he has a close relationship with Luo Shuang, but he is still an innocent chick now.

However, at this moment, a cold and beautiful face automatically appeared in Xue Qinghan's mind, and the pair of clear and calm eyes made Xue Qinghan's heart excited.

"Hiss~" Xue Qinghan didn't care about anything else, and in a hurry, his body rolled in half a circle, facing the stunner behind him with his back, but he pulled the scarred wound on his body, making him gasp in pain.

"Childe... Don't you want to?"

Behind Xue Qinghan, it was a soft and slippery paste, and the pair of elastic softness squeezed on Xue Qinghan's back, and the touch was so rich.

Mo Yu whispered in Xue Qinghan's ear, a warm breath brushing through Xue Qinghan's ears, and the seductive voice: "Or is Childe too injured now, it's not good... Is it?"

Xue Qinghan's body was nameless, his blood almost drowned his reason, and the light in his eyes was blazing

Compare.

"Get out of the way!Stand ~ engrave!" Xue Qinghan gritted his teeth.

"Childe~"

"Get out of the way!"

There was a slight silence behind him, and then the soft touch left, which made Dexue Qinghan breathe a sigh of relief, but there was a trace of regret in his heart, how could he be so puzzled?

The voice behind him came, but it was the snow-white scenery that made Xue Qinghan's mind come to mind. Biting his lip, Xue Qinghan waved away the beautiful picture in his mind, the Sumeru ring in his hand flashed, and a new white dress appeared on his body.

A moment later, Xue Qinghan's body leaned against a protruding rock wall, his face was still pale, and the criss-crossing wounds on his body had a faint sense of endless life, making his body repair quickly.

But looking at the situation in the body, Xue Qinghan's face was extremely ugly, the meridians of his body were damaged in many places, the breath in his body was a mess, and the wisps of sword qi were mixed in the flesh and blood, hindering the recovery of Xue Qinghan's body.

And in the cold divine soul, the feeling of ten thousand swords splitting the soul is still clear, and the sword intent is difficult to erase.

It's just that by borrowing a wisp of sword intent in the sword path seal, it is to make Xue Qinghan seriously injured to this point, and directly enter a state of almost semi-waste, this is still Xue Qinghan himself also practiced the Great Freedom and Freedom Sutra, and comprehended the Great Freedom and Freedom Sword Intent, and his cultivation can be said to be in the same vein as the breath in the sword path seal.

Even so, Xue Qinghan almost lost control of his sword intent, and was killed by the backlash of ten thousand swords. If he hadn't been forced to the point of the most desperate, Xue Qinghan would never have wanted to try to contact the power that he couldn't control, and he really didn't know if at that time, it was the people who controlled the power, or the power that controlled the people.

Rubbing the snow-white long sword on his lap, after he and Mo Yu lost consciousness, this Xiaoyao Sword turned out to be an autonomous body protector, and something on Mo Yu's body together formed a small enchantment to protect the two of them, otherwise they would inevitably be burned by the flames in the Tianyan Mountain Range for a long time.

It is really worthy of the existence of an innate spirit, but what is it on Mo Yu's body? Xue Qinghan faintly felt a hint of jealousy from the fluctuations of the Easy Sword.

The sound of footsteps came, Mo Yu was dressed in a long black dress, her delicate body was exquisite, but her pretty face was pale with a hint of crimson, and her eyes were still flowing with a faint sense of confusion, and the water was misty.

The two looked at each other, and after Mo Yu's gaze dodged slightly, he still stared at Xue Qinghan without evading, with three points of grievance, three points of resentment, and two points of shyness, one point of mystery and one point of charm.

"Ahem~ That, how are your injuries?" Xue Qinghan looked away in embarrassment, coughed dryly, and asked.