Qingge's nose was sore, and he threw himself into Ji Yue's arms, although Ji Yue's body hurt, his heart was full of joy, he endured the tearing pain, raised his hands, hugged her, and smiled: "It's cold." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Yes."

"It's windy."

"Yes."

"Kiss me."

"Yes."

Kindness?

Qingge wanted to cry without tears, and he didn't forget to take advantage of her at this time.

Ji Yue closed her eyes, her knife-like delicate face was perfect facial features, demonic and demonic, the outline was hidden in the dim and calm light, the corners of the man's mouth were upturned, like a smile but not a smile, both good and evil, a little cunning, a little elegant.

Qingge rolled her eyes and pouted on her face, her movements were refreshing, she didn't drag mud and water, she was very free and easy, but the girl's ears were so red?

Ji Yue smiled, got up suddenly, and picked up Qingge horizontally, Qingge panicked, "Let me go." ”

"Don't let go."

"You've got a wound!"

"It doesn't hurt."

Qingge struggled to go down, Ji Yue took a painful breath of cold air, her brows frowned into a huge Sichuan character, seeing this, Qingge was helpless, and her body had to curl up, not daring to move, for fear of tearing his wounds.

Ji Yue's robe on the upper half of her body was torn off when Qingge was looking for a needle, only a few pieces of cloth remained, Ji Yue's eyes were dark green, dull, and there were flames, "What should I do?" ”

"What to do?" Qingge asked.

"I want to ...... I want you. ”

Ji Yue lowered her head and leaned into Qingge's ear, and the hot and boiling heat sprayed on Qingge's ear, as if there was a burst of electricity running through her body.

Qingge was dumbfounded and dumbfounded, what is this called?

Can the style of painting change so quickly?

And so on -

"Aren't you having a problem with that?" This sentence can be described as unforgettable, and I can't forget it even if I beat my child to death.

"What is that?" Ji Yue smiled evilly, "I mean I was born with cold hands, where do you want to go?" True color. ”

Light Song: "......"

As smart as she is, she can naturally think of what Ji Yue said before, because her body was affected by Aoyagi's secret technique.

But-

"Will Aoyagi have any effect on you when she casts secret arts?" She didn't believe it, she pulled out the iron nail embroidery needle that shackled Ji Yue and it was safe, and before she entered the stone room, Aoyagi also said that Ji Yue would definitely not live.

But Ji Yue in front of him is alive and well.

Ji Yue said with a smile: "Her secret technique is to imprison my soul with the ancient thing turtle compass, and when the purgatory fire of the turtle compass burned my soul, I released some of the power of the demon king and was able to protect myself, but I had to get her turtle compass in my hands to be completely safe." ”

Qingge didn't know how much force he used and what kind of pain he endured with every move, every word and smile.

His body couldn't get through, but when he saw her, he was so happy that his body in shock had some strength.

"Where's the Turtle Compass?" Qingge asked.

"Aoyagi is hiding in a skull box under the bed."

"Let's go, go get it." Sing lightly.

Ji Yue held her down, "I haven't solved my problem yet." ”

"What's the problem?"

Ji Yue was silent, looked at her ambiguously, and didn't say a word.

Light Song: "......"

Qingge closed his eyes suddenly, his heart was ruthless, and he pulled down the placket of his clothes, revealing a fragrant shoulder, "Come on." ”

Ji Yue: "......"

The normal plot doesn't seem to be progressing like this, it should be that the heroine wants to refuse and welcome, blurry and shy, how can his girl be so wild!

He liked it, though.

It's just-

Ji Yue smiled softly, "Come next time." ”

Ji Yue's voice was particularly light, her breath was like a gossamer, her eyes were black, she planted forward, and fell to the ground with Qingge.

Qingge opened her eyes and watched Ji Yue's tall body twist into the appearance of a little fox in a vigorous purple and red flowing fire.

Qingge clenched her hands tightly, her nails embedded in the flesh, and she looked coldly at the little fox curled up on the ground peacefully.

The little fox is still the same little fox, and unlike usual, the scarlet and supple mane on his body is a little sparse and scattered.

No, it's not so much a rarity as a new one.

Rumble!

Qingge's pupils widened, and the blood in her body flowed backwards, like a fire that burned her, connecting flesh and soul, and ruthlessly burned her.

The sound of Aoyagi's cruelty echoed in his ears.

――I heard that in the middle of the night, I took a sharp knife and cut off the skin of a spirit beast, which can be made into a reiki leather coat, and the appearance of fighting in this aura leather coat is absolutely handsome!

Qingge squatted down, stretched out her hands tremblingly, and picked up the little fox like a treasure, her eyes were ethereal and cold, she raised her steps and walked forward, stepping into the realm of nothingness, the flame dragon saw Qingge, and ran over excitedly, but seeing Qingge's gloomy, she also knew how interesting, and stayed aside to play by herself.

Qingge walked among the blood golems in a row, stood in front of the king's seat, and put the little fox on the chair, she took off her robe and covered the little fox.

She turned around and walked resolutely out into the void.

The dark nothingness, the faint stone room, she walked out of the stone room, strode in front of Aoyagi, the blood on Aoyagi's body was more and more, viscous, pungent, and a smell of decay, the wet green silk was sticky with red blood, and the wriggling wound on half of her face was disgusting to people's appetite.

She lay on the ground, her limbs soaked in blood, and laughed when she saw the light song indignantly.

"Look, is he dead?" Aoyagi laughed and shouted.

Qingge stepped forward and stepped on Aoyagi's face, the scabbed wound broke open and blood flowed, and the pain stimulated the numb woman, her eyes widened, and she struggled at Qingge's feet in pain.

Qingge was cold, her eyes were scarlet and bloody, she moved her feet away, squatted down, and suddenly stripped off Aoyagi's clothes.

Aoyagi roared, "What are you going to do! ”

"Parade through the streets." The girl who was concentrating on picking up her clothes suddenly raised her face and smiled cruelly.

Aoyagi's eyes widened, and he swallowed his saliva, and his blood-stained white clothes slid down on his arms, white flowers on his chest, and a ravine under his collarbone.

She didn't believe that this seventeen-year-old girl in the rainy season could be so cruel.

She wanted to strip her clothes and parade the streets!

Qingge's body exuded a fierce momentum, and she no longer picked up her clothes, and the evil qi surged, shaking all the clothes on Aoyagi's body into pieces.

Naked, Aoyagi is covered in blood, except for the white flesh, which is probably red blood.

Aoyagi protected her chest, and when she saw Qingge dragging her to go out, she panicked, "Get out, get out, don't touch me, Night Qingge, you will go to hell." ”

Unmoved, Qingge tore off a long cloth from the sheet and tied Aoyagi's hands and wrists.

Aoyagi struggled, but to no avail, but in the process of twisting her body, she lay on a fox skin chair, she suddenly laughed wildly, grabbed the fox skin on the chair, and showed it to Qingge, "Look, this hair has a lot of texture, when your man has not yet turned into a human form, I peeled it off with a knife with my own hands." ”

"Look, isn't it beautiful?"

Aoyagi laughed.

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