Ouyang Qing suddenly felt a slight sour in his heart, and before he came back to his senses, Ling Ye had already waved his jade hand, stirring up a thousand splashes of water in the bath. The potato fairy was slightly stunned, and was hit by the aura of the night and fell into the bath water. "You girl has a spirit beast, don't say it earlier!"

Ouyang Qing fumbled in the Qiankun bag for a long time before taking out a piece of clothing to change into, and crawled out of the hole side by side with Ling Ye.

After Ling Ye'er shrunk down, she put it in her arms again, glared at Ouyang Qing, and said, "If you want to go, you go first, I still have something to do." ”

"What else? You can't stay here for long! ”

Ling Ye flipped his hand and raised the wooden box in his hand, and said, "I'm helping someone to deliver things, and the vine flower hasn't been picked up yet, so naturally I can't leave just like that." You'd better not follow me, lest you get in the way of me!" ”

"I can't ask for it!"

Ouyang Qing roared indignantly, walked a few steps and suddenly stopped, hiding behind a pillar.

Seeing this, Ling Ye slowed down his pace and leaned over to the side.

I saw that the clouds and mist in front of me were blowing, and the heating was hitting people, which was the bathing place of the vine flowers.

And the vine flower was naked and immersed in the water, but it was riding on the body of a bald monk, and between the longitudinal sends, Ying Ying laughed endlessly.

Ouyang Qing hurriedly withdrew his gaze, and his hot breath happened to hit Ling Ye's neck.

The effect of the aphrodisiac pill in Ouyang Qing's body had not yet dissipated, and he blindly relied on the spiritual power in his body to suppress it, but now that he saw such a beautiful spring again, he only felt that the long-suppressed heat in his chest was about to burst out of his body, and his whole body was hot.

But Ling Ye stood close to him again, his snort was entangled, and the aroma was sultry, Ouyang Qing suddenly remembered the picture of Ling Ye pounced on him just now, and suddenly his lower body was hard and thick, and he was even more eager to come out. Coupled with the faint sound of the faint sound of clouds and rain in his ears, Ouyang Qing clenched his fists even more, closing his eyes and not wanting to look at Ling Ye again.

But the picture of Ling Ye always came to mind - seeing Ling Ye take off his coat, take off his small clothes, revealing his delicate skin like white jade, slowly walked towards him, sat on himself, pouted his bright red cherry mouth, hummed yin, made a Lang posture, flashed his confused apricot eyes, and shook the semicircle on his chest like a wave across Ouyang Qing's chest.

Ouyang Qing raised his head suddenly, took a breath, and opened his fists into palms to tightly clasp the red pillar behind him.

Coincidentally, Ouyang Qing's afterglow happened to be able to see the mandarin flower through the pear blossom cinnamon mirror on the side, only to see the manmiao flower change position, supporting the wall of the bath with both hands, and the bald monk stood behind the manmiaohua, holding the manmiaohua's buttocks with both hands, and was struggling with all his might, advancing and retreating, the taste was wonderful.

Ouyang Qing endured it, and his chest rose and fell violently, but this night was leaning more and more into Ouyang Qing's arms.

Ouyang Qing bit it, and slammed Ling Ye's shoulders to push her away, but just touched Ling Ye's body, and met Ling Ye's pair of snow-white and crystal eyes, Ouyang Qing's heart trembled, and he hurriedly withdrew his hand, not daring to touch Ling Ye again.

"Ouyang Qing, when did you become such a thing?"

Ouyang Qing shouted indignantly and silently in his heart, and he remembered Xinyue, who was his childhood sweetheart and had a marriage contract with him. If it weren't for Ouyang Qing breaking the fact that Xinyue had a bed with other men in the cave, Ouyang Qing might have already flown with Xinyue by now.

Suddenly, Ouyang Qing's mind suddenly appeared with the image of Xinyue naked in the cave mansion, wrapped around another man, and letting other men gallop on her. Ouyang Qing's heart suddenly became anxious, his eyes burst out with hot sparks, he grabbed Ling Ye's shoulders with one hand, turned over and pressed Ling Ye heavily on the red pillar.

With the sound of "boom", Ling Ye's back hurt, lest he alarm the vine flowers in the bath, so he didn't expect Ouyang Qing to suddenly lean over and bite his lips.

"Ouyang Qing!"

Ling Ye slammed his fist into Ouyang Qing's back, but Ouyang Qing was originally a martial artist, and Ling Ye couldn't embarrass him at all with these few blows. Ouyang Qing domineeringly supported the back of Ling Ye's head with one hand, and hugged Ling Ye's slender waist tightly with the other, Ling Ye's originally petite body was now completely covered by Ouyang Qing's body.

Ouyang Qing kissed Ling Ye frantically, turned over and took Ling Ye to crash into the red pillar on the other side, and rudely pried open Ling Ye's closed teeth with the tip of his tongue.

Streams of hot air suddenly flowed into Ling Ye's body, Ling Ye's shoulders trembled, and his lips were hot and painful, but he felt that the true qi in his body was actually running on his own with the external heat flow, and the meridians all over his body were unimpeded, and even the acupuncture points that he was determined to never break through were all opened up at this moment.

However, Ouyang Qing's body had a cold qi rushing around, which just suppressed the hot qi in his body, urged the Yang Gang I Ching Mind Method in his body, and relieved Ouyang Qing's pain from burning his internal organs because of his cultivation of this internal strength method. Ouyang Qing also felt full of energy in his body at this moment, and his body was rare and comfortable.

"Who are you?"

The shrill voice of the vine flower suddenly came.

Midnight was not good and was discovered by the Manmiaohua, but it was impossible for the Manmiaohua to forget who they were so quickly?

Surprised, Ouyang Qing suddenly came to his senses, opened his eyes and saw Ling Ye in his arms, hurriedly let go of his hand, took several steps back, and shouted, "You...... You...... I ......"

"Shut up!"

Ling Ye hurriedly covered Ouyang Qing's mouth, jumped over the red pillar and looked over, when the manmiaohua and the bald monk reached the hot Lang frenzy, just when their physical strength was slack and their energy was sluggish, but out of nowhere, two nondescript goblins, who looked like shrunken potatoes, were squeaking and looking at the fragrance of the manmiaohua.

Ouyang Qing also looked over, and saw that the bald monk's lower body was still violently inserted into the body of the manmiaohua, and the manmiaohua was obviously unable to come, so he hurriedly stopped the bald monk and said, "You still don't stop!" Want us all to be roasted and eaten? ”

"I didn't speak, and none of them dared to move!"

The bald monk sprinted violently, forcing Manmiaohua to scream miserably.

The bald monk was full of pride, leaned over and hugged the body of the man, bit her jade breasts and peaches, and said, "I can't imagine that my bald monk can make the famous manberry flower unbearable?" Ha Lu Ha! Didn't you say that there is no man in the world who can satisfy you? Now, don't you hurry up and kowtow and beg for mercy, otherwise grandpa and I will play with you for ten days and half a month, making your life worse than death! ”

"You...... I saw that you were masculine and pure, and I endured a mouthful and didn't suck up your essence, but you took advantage of my weakness at this time to let the goblin break through my imprisonment and destroy my enchantment, do you want my life? ”

"Is it possible? Do you really think I'm going to live with you, an old witch, all day long? ”

The bald monk looked up and smiled, "You don't look at your current appearance!" I can't look down on monks! ”

As he spoke, the bald monk threw the weak vine into the water, splashing the pool.

Through the splash, Ling Ye and Ouyang Qing peeped away, only to see that the originally fair-skinned manmiao flower was now loose-skinned, covered in pearl yellow, and layers of loose flesh were piled up layer by layer, no longer a delicate demon girl who was only seventeen or eighteen years old on the outside, but an old demon woman who was immortal for thousands of years, and the cloudy eyes under the nest were terrifying.