After Mo Jianxin on the side heard Qian Xin's words, he also lost his cold and calm appearance, and said with some uncertainty: "This... It's not good!" Although Mo Jianxin's words were short, the meaning was very clear and concise.

After a long time, Shi An's wheezing screams finally stopped, but his moans that seemed to be extremely comfortable came from his elbows.

Hearing this, Qian Xin and Mo Jianxin subconsciously looked at each other, and both of them saw a strong worry and panic in each other's eyes, Qian Xin said: "This... I thought it was just a joke, but it seems... This... It's true... This... This... What a wreck!"

After Mo Jianxin listened to Shi An's words, he said concisely, no, just one word, "Yes!"

The two of them looked at the Creation Qiankun Ding in front of them, and couldn't help but seep a coolness from the soles of their feet, and then involuntarily retreated quietly towards the back of (shēn......

However, at this moment, the Creation Qiankun Ding suddenly opened, and Ji Ling helped Shi An to slowly walk out of it, it can be seen that Ji Ling is still alive and well at this time, but Shi An is just the opposite, he is weak and slow, and the long hair that was originally combed extremely neatly is also scattered on his back, and there are still a few drops of sweat hanging on his forehead at this time.

Seeing this scene, Qian Xin and Mo Jianxin both had extremely rich expressions (qíng) on their faces, and after they were stunned for two breaths, they both wanted to burst out at an extremely fast speed and flee towards the rear (shēn).

However, to the surprise of the two, Ji Ling had already sacrificed the Xuanyuan Sword the moment before the two of them fled backwards, and the Xuanyuan Sword turned into a two-zhang large magic cover, trapping the two of them inside.

And Ji Ling smiled evilly at this time: "What the master endured at that time, I also want you to bear it, by the way, let you try it, the taste of pain and happiness!"

After that, Ji Ling helped Shi An to sit in the magic cover, and then pulled out Qian Xin, who was struggling violently, Qian Xin seemed to have lost his cultivation at this moment, but struggled with his own strength (shēn), while being pulled out of the magic mask by Ji Ling, he shouted to Mo Jianxin like a ghost: "(jiàn) (jiàn) Ah, what have you been through! How did the boss become a pervert!"

After Mo Jianxin in the magic cover heard Qian Xin's words, he looked at Shi An, who was sitting on the side like a boneless skin (ròu), and then looked at Qian Xin, who was dragged away at this time. I don't know!"

After listening to Mo Jianxin's reply, Qian Xin's face was as dead as ashes, his eyes were full of fear when he looked at Ji Ling, and he said with a handful of snot and tears: "Boss! As the saying goes, one white covers a hundred ugliness, and one fat destroys everything, although I Qian Xin is white, but I am fat, just my appearance, if you don't spare me, just let yourself go!"

However, to everyone's surprise, Ji Ling pulled Qian Xin to the side of the Creation Qiankun Ding, and turned the Creation Qiankun Ding upside down again, which covered not only the (shēn) shadow of him and Qian Xin, but more importantly, Qian Xin's last bit of hope!

At the moment when the Creation Qiankun Ding fell, Ji Ling's voice came from inside, and he said to Qian Xin: "It's okay, fat man, I don't mind, but... It hurts a little at first, but you can bear with it, and it will get better after a while, which will also be of great benefit to your (rì) rear formation cultivation. ”

However, Mo Jianxin, who was in the magic cover, only half listened to it, and panicked, and began to slash towards the magic cover with all his might, but no matter how he attacked, the magic cover would not tremble in the slightest.

Half an hour later, Mo Jianxin seemed to be desperate, and sat down on the lin, and at this time, the screams of Qian Xin from the Qiankun Ding of Creation were extremely clear to Mo Jianxin, and Mo Jianxin listened to Qian Xin's screams at the moment, as if he was listening to his own future.

After he picked up a life in the caravan, he was no longer afraid, but he was the nightmare of the entire desert sand thief, but now (rì), he was afraid, he listened to Qian Xin's screams, as if he had succumbed to Ji Ling's yin power, at this moment his heart was extremely mad and terrified.

After a long time, Qian Xin's scream turned into an extremely happy moan, accompanied by Qian Xin's moaning and Ji Ling's words, "How about it, master, bear with me, the back will be extremely comfortable, I didn't coax you!"

"Boss... You... The pair... Yes~... It's so cool!"

After Mo Jianxin heard Qian Xin's intermittent words, he immediately collapsed on Lin, and looked at the void like ashes, as if he wanted to remember the most beautiful appearance of this emptiness.

After a while, the Creation Qiankun Ding opened, and Ji Ling walked out with Qian Xin, who was so weak that he seemed to be boneless, and helped Qian Xin to Shi An's side, and he dragged Mo Jianxin, who seemed to have lost hope of survival and was like a walking corpse (ròu), out of the magic cover.

Mo Jianxin didn't struggle, he listened to the conversation between Qian Xin and Shi An, as if he couldn't be hit again at this moment.

"Ann... The Boss's right... It's just a little painful at first... It's really cool to get to the back... That taste... If you don't know how to do it, you won't understand it at all!"

"Fatty... You finally get the idea... Although it's a little shameful... But it's still good... After following the boss... Our road is indeed wider..."

Listening to the conversation between the two rao, Mo Jianxin was pulled into the Creation Qiankun Ding by Ji Ling, and his hands clutched his neckline, he was a pure old man, but at this time he was as helpless as a weak woman who was about to be forced.

Ji Ling saw Mo Jianxin in such a posture in front of him, and said with a smile: "Take off your clothes, otherwise your clothes will definitely ruin the conversation." ”

After that, Ji Ling first removed all the clothes on his (shēn), and then his (shēn) upper and lower muscles (ròu) were wrapped in an extremely brilliant flame.

Seeing that Mo Jianxin was still extremely flustered, Ji Ling opened his mouth and smiled: "Don't tease you, I'm going to pass on a trace of chaos fire to you, if you don't take off your clothes, after a while, you will run..."

After Mo Jianxin heard this, he looked at Ji Ling's sincere eyes, and then at the gorgeous flames wrapped in him (shēn), and after a few breaths, he exhaled a long breath, as if he was freed, and then he took off all the clothes on (shēn), revealing his bronzed and strong muscles (ròu), looking at Ji Ling with no face (qíng), his eyes seemed to be as soon as possible if he wanted to start.

However, Ji Ling glanced at his (shēn) body unhurriedly, and said jokingly: "Jian Xin, the capital is not good, it's enough to catch up with me soon!"