When Cong Ye led Yan Jing, a girl wearing a wide gray robe, to leave the Red Dust Flame Ruyi Ding, he was surprised to find that Ding Ling Ruyi had taken them to the cave where Cong Ye had lived at the foot of Fulai Mountain. After the cold palace was abandoned, he was peerless. "Words * love * first * hair

In this regard, Cong Ye didn't say much. After the scene of the small flame rainbow appearing in the Five Elements Sect and killing Guo Dong, the head of the Five Elements Sect, as well as a middle-aged monk of the Great Perfection of the Venerable Realm of the Snow Mountain Sect, it must be that in a short period of time, the entire Immortal Cultivation Realm will be safe wherever he goes before he comes up with a better way to deal with himself.

It's just that Yan Jing inevitably touched the scene and was sad, thinking of the destroyed Xuanyin Sect, she suddenly became sad.

"Jingjing, don't be sad anymore, I will definitely seek justice for the Xuanyin faction."

It's not just to comfort Yan Jing, Cong Ye really has such a plan. After all, what happened to Yan Jing, as well as what happened to the Xuanyin faction, was caused by Cong Ye in a certain way.

"Well, just don't fight with them just yet."

Although Yan Jing also recognized Cong Ye's current cultivation, if she wanted to seek justice for the Xuanyin Sect with her own strength, she would not be able to do it in a short period of time.

"Jingjing, I don't know if the fragments of the Netherworld Xuanyin Bottle can still be found?"

After being reminded by Cong Ye, Yan Jing also remembered that after all, it was a growing immortal weapon left by her parents for self-defense, and she didn't want to be destroyed under the magic weapon of all cultivators in the last war.

"Shall we look for it?"

"Good. Jingjing can wait here, let me come. ”

Without waiting for Yan Jing to speak, Cong Ye's body suddenly flashed, and suddenly turned into countless colorful points of light, and disappeared into the surrounding natural environment in an instant.

With the clone technique of Cong Ye, it is not difficult to find the fragments of the Netherworld Xuanyin Heart Bottle. It didn't take long for all the pieces to be recovered and piled up on the ground in the cave.

Looking at the fragments found by Cong Ye one by one, Yan Jing was sad for a while, and tears involuntarily fell from her eyes.

Cong Ye didn't have the right words to comfort Yan Jing's sadness, so he could only find a way to distract her. Suddenly, Congye remembered the small flame rainbow.

"Hauni, come out."

Since coming to this interface, Xiao Huo has become much quieter, and has been hiding in an unknown corner of the Red Dust Flame Ruyi Ding. Hearing Cong Ye's call, he flashed out, and without Cong Ye's introduction, the little flame Hauni had already found a pile of debris on the ground and immediately floated up.

I saw that the fragments seemed to come to life, gathering around the small flame rainbow, and kept circling, as the speed of the circle became faster and faster, a scene that made Yan Jing stunned appeared.

I saw that the transparent villain instantly turned into a small flickering flame, wrapping the fragments of the free heart bottle in it, and in just a few breaths, the netherworld and the yin free heart bottle was restored as before. Not only that, but after Yan Jing dodged into it, an even more surprising scene happened.

It turned out that Yan Jing's clothes, spirit stones, elixirs, refining materials, demon suppression towers, flying swords, etc., all of which were stored in the internal space of the Suixin Bottle, appeared in front of Yan Jing's eyes intact.

Yan Jing, who was excited, returned to the outside in an instant and threw herself into Cong Ye's arms.

"Cong Ye, all of them are there, and all of them are all there."

After all, those things were left to her by Yan Jing's parents, so it is inevitable that Yan Jing misses her parents on it. The rich woman.

"It's good to be here, it's good to be here."

When Cong Ye reached out to hold Yan Jing's soft jade body, he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, didn't there be the clothes that Yan Jing usually wore inside?

"Jingjing, why don't you change your clothes and wear them?"

"No, I like this one."

Hearing Yan Jing's shy words, a sweet taste hit her heart for a while, and Cong Ye's heartbeat involuntarily accelerated.

They are all monks, although Yan Jing's cultivation is still low, and she is only at the peak of the foundation building period, but she can still clearly distinguish the sudden accelerated heartbeat of Cong Ye. Almost subconsciously, Yan Jing tightened her arms around Cong Ye's neck, and her hot cheeks pressed closer to Cong Ye's chest.

What is itchy and hard to scratch, Congye has now finally realized.

The two hugged each other tightly for a long time, and Cong Ye finally couldn't bear it anymore, and reached out to lift Yan Jing's pretty face buried in his arms.

When Yan Jing's lanlan-like musk breath sprayed on her face, looking at the delicate and flawless jade face in front of her, as well as the pair of warm lips, Cong Ye slowly lowered her head, first rubbed it lightly, and then took a mouthful of it.

"Hmm."

The sudden excitement and sudden happiness made Yan Jing feel like she was floating in the air. Subconsciously swinging his head slightly to increase the stimulation from the hot lips of the bush leaves, the cherry mouth opened slightly, and the **** subconsciously poked out slightly.

I only feel that a stream of blood rushes to the top door of the cong leaves, I am already like this, where will I miss the opportunity to encroach on the sweet and delicious Yan Jing's little ****. Swinging each other and finding the best posture, the two are greedy for each other and entangled together.

With the intoxicating sound from Yan Jing's mouth, it was as tight as a burst, and Cong Ye's big hands were no longer regular. The fragrant shoulders, the soft chest, and the undulating abdomen all stimulate the * of the bushes and leaves to climb a little bit.

"Clump leaves."

"Jingjing."

In particular, Yan Jing has always only been wearing Cong Ye's wide gray robe, with only a small obscene robe inside, and the feeling of being tightly held in Cong Ye's arms is not much different from the slightest wisp.

When Cong Ye's burning lips gradually left Yan Jing's delicate lip flaps, slid along the chin to the pink neck, and then went down through the thin robe imprinted on Yan Jing's plumpness, Yan Jing's whole person was already paralyzed in Cong Ye's arms. Even the arms around Cong Ye's neck could no longer be raised, and slowly slid down, until Cong Ye's waist, he used some strength slightly, as if he wanted to stick his body tighter. Or rather, it seems to be longing for the hardness and burning of the body from the clump leaves, a little tighter against his lower abdomen.

At the same time, the hot cheeks are trying to lean back so that it is easier for the clump of leaves to lie on the chest and kiss their sensitive softness more hard.

The sound of the spur in the mouth of the slightly opened cherry has already formed a single sound at this time, but it is high and low, up and down, like a crying chant.

Cong Ye will naturally not stop, and will naturally not be satisfied with kissing through the robe. Especially the beautiful scenery that flashed in Lu Jidao's room from time to time, and the beautiful scenery that he had just returned to Ruyi Ding and saw on the green grass, he couldn't help but pull the wide gray robe off Yan Jing's thin and round shoulders.

When a pair of white jade rabbits suddenly popped out, Cong Ye couldn't bear it anymore and took it in one gulp.