Chapter 887: Flower Demon Girl!
。 At this moment, with a loud "boom", Du Qingsong broke open the tomb door, strode in, and shouted:
"Tang Zheng, where are you hiding? Get out of here, I'll leave you with a whole corpse! ”
Du Qingsong originally thought that he could easily kill Tang Zheng, but he didn't expect to be escaped by Tang Zheng, this was a huge provocation to the dignity of his life magician, he was furious in his heart, and he was furious, and immediately opened the Yuan Shen, scanned the ancient tomb, and looked for Tang Zheng's traces.
When Tang Zheng heard that Du Qingsong was coming, he immediately held his breath and calmed down, not daring to use any more exercises to heal his wounds, lest he be discovered.
It's just that the chest injury is too serious, and under the severe pain, Tang Zheng couldn't help but moan.
Seeing this, the girl said in a low voice:
"Don't move, I'll help you heal."
After that, the girl unbuttoned her corset, revealing a pair of delicate and pink **, **two buds on it, which were bright red as blood, at a glance, extremely amazing.
Tang Zheng's eyes were straight, and he looked at the girl blankly, not knowing what she wanted to do.
The girl held one of her own **, sent it to Tang Zheng's mouth, and said softly:
"Come, eat, my flower juice will heal."
Tang Zheng was stupid, opened his mouth in a daze, took the girl's ** in his mouth, sucked it slightly, and a stream of cool and warm flower juice flowed into his mouth.
Tang Zheng suddenly felt relaxed, his mouth was full of flowers, he was in good spirits, pinched the girl's **, and then sucked it up unwillingly.
In the ancient tomb, in the coffin, Tang Zheng sucked the girl's milk, this healing method is really fragrant and charming.
The girl was not ashamed, and gently stroked Tang Zheng's head.
Tang Zheng's wound healed quickly, and there was no big problem, but he still had the girl's ** in his mouth, and he was reluctant to let go, holding the girl's soft waist with one hand, the whole person seemed to be in the clouds, fluttering, forgetting the sorrows of the world.
At this time, Du Qingsong also entered the tomb and began to make trouble everywhere, and the sound of ping-pong was heard outside.
Du Qingsong cursed while searching for Tang Zheng's traces, looking for tombs one by one, kicking over a pair of coffins, and the entire ancient tomb rumbled.
Tang Zheng suddenly felt that his palms were a little cold, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that the flower demon girl's face was pale and seemed to be very weak.
Tang Zheng was shocked, he kept sucking the flower juice, and he had exhausted the girl's aura.
Tang Zheng hurriedly let go of her mouth, the girl breathed a sigh of relief, moaned slightly, and leaned her head on Tang Zheng's shoulder.
Tang Zheng hugged her soft and delicate body, his heart was refreshed and happy, his spirit was greatly lifted, and he seemed to have inexhaustible strength in his body, and he really wanted to rush out and fight with Du Qingsong.
Tang Zheng took a breath and calmed himself down, he couldn't be reckless, Du Qingsong's life and soul were changeable, he was not his opponent, he still had to wait for reinforcements to come to save him.
"Are you healed?"
The girl lay in Tang Zheng's ear, her voice was soft and weak, and she was moving.