"This thing has long been extinct in the world, where did she get it?" The narrow fox's eyes narrowed, and Hu Jiu's self-muttering voice became softer and softer.

Suddenly, the body sitting on the stone bench shook violently, and a hurricane rose out of thin air in the small courtyard, and Hu Jiu's angry howl sounded in the center of the hurricane: "Isn't this old bastard of the Dragon King enjoying happiness in the spirit world? How did you run to the world and grab my wife with me! ”

The more Hu Jiu thought about it, the more angry he became, that's right! This shark silk yarn is only available to the Dragon King, and it must be that Xiao Showa and the Dragon King have a head and tail!

"I'm so angry! I said why did she run away as soon as she heard that she was the fox princess! actually brought a green hat to Lao Tzu! Hu Jiu habitually raised his foot to kick the stone table next to him, but Liu Zhao appeared in front of him again, and retracted his slender legs.

"Ahh I actually dislike this king Lao! That old man is older than Lao Tzu! Hu Jiu gritted his teeth and clucked, clutching the starry silk yarn in his hand tightly.

Suddenly, Hu Jiu, who was furious, put away the anger in his whole body, and in silence, his body and the big flowers at his feet became lighter and lighter.

In the small courtyard, the seven-colored glow flashed, and Liu Zhao's panicked figure appeared, and she put away the seven-colored yarn while shouting: "Big flower, come out quickly, let's run away!" ”

Liu Zhao had just run into the main room, when she suddenly felt a heavy demonic aura behind her, and she fell to the ground with a stumble.

"Do you dare to run away for Lao Tzu? Where do you want to go, huh? Hu Jiu squatted on the ground, his face was blue, but his voice was very soft.

The coercion of the tenth-level demon beast made Liu Zhao unable to move, she nodded subconsciously, and suddenly remembered Dahua's situation.

"Where's the big flower? Where did you hide it? Liu Zhao ran the soft water, resisted Hu Jiu's coercion, and made a sound with difficulty.

"I'll slaughter it!" Looking at Liu Zhao's pale face condescendingly, Hu Jiu replied angrily.

"Big Flower!" Liu Zhao let out a mournful roar, the soft water was running rapidly, and the ice sword in the dantian rushed towards Hu Jiu.

"I'll fight with you!" Liu Zhao forcibly stood up, and a mouthful of blood spurted out! But she didn't feel anything, and while tears were raining down, she drove the Ice Ling Sword and slashed at that Hu Jiu without a head or face!

"Grandma, I've taken you!" In the long howl, Hu Jiuren's transparent ice sword was inserted into his face, but the strange thing was that he didn't look injured in the slightest.

Hu Jiu turned into a claw with one hand and grabbed somewhere in the small courtyard, and Dahua's snow-white body appeared beside Liu Zhao.

Liu Zhao suddenly hugged Dahua into his arms, regardless of the blood still bubbling out of his mouth, and quickly checked Dahua's condition. Seeing that Dahua was just knocked unconscious, he immediately put it into the Roselle space.

Liu Zhao's pale face woke up the angry Hu Jiu, he put away his coercion, shook his body, and shook the ice sword stuck in his head like a hedgehog to the ground.

"Xiao Zhao, we have to have a good talk." Hu Jiuyi picked Liu Zhao up horizontally and walked to the bedroom of the main house.

The tyrannical aura filled the enchantment, and Hu Jiuyi tore Liu Zhao's aqua blue long skirt open, revealing her slender and round legs.

Without giving her any respite, her muscular body pressed down on her snow-white and delicate body.

I only felt a shameful pain rushing up, Liu Zhao's eyes rolled, and he fainted in pain.

Maybe it's because he often frolicks in the water, or for some other reason, Liu Zhao is as tight as a virgin.

Hu Jiu felt that he was suddenly immersed in the wonderful, and he only felt dizzy in his head! He kept the last trace of clarity and kissed Liu Zhao, who was clinging to him.

Streams of cool aura flowed into his mouth, and Liu Zhao slowly sobered up. What appeared in front of her was a broad, toned wheat-colored chest.

Raising his eyes and looking up, Hu Jiu's dark face entered Liu Zhao's line of sight.

"Say, Who is the adulterer?" As soon as he entered the virgin-like tightness, Hu Jiu, who had been through the wind and moon for a long time, understood that all the adulterers and gods were imagined by him. This mussel-like firmness is by no means something that ordinary people can have.

But he's done it so that he can't pull his face down and apologize, he asks with an excuse.

"What, what...... Adulterer? After asking this sentence in a daze, Liu Zhao was also confused by his reaction. This fucking bastard is still with her, shouldn't she be beating him up?

"There are no adulterers, so where did this come from?" Hu Jiu lifted the silk yarn in his hand, and a touch of embarrassment flashed across his dark face.

Under the twinkling starlight, Liu Zhao's eyes were even more radiant. Looking at the soft body that had turned pink, Hu Jiu fluctuated emotionally.

The numb feeling from her body once again made Liu Zhao lose the ability to think, and she replied in a daze: "In, in, the undersea dragon mound ......"

"Damn!" Hu Jiu finally remembered the dragon mound hidden in the deep sea! "Hehe, I'll just say it! How could Xiao Zhao fall in love with the old immortal of the Dragon King! ”

After saying that, he no longer suppressed his desires and began to think about things all the time for five years.

Liu Zhao felt that he was as paralyzed as water, and in the upward phoenix eyes, the azure brilliance rippled in waves.

What's wrong with her? Why is it so abnormal when you meet this dead fox? I wanted to raise my hand to push that annoying body away, and my snow-white lotus arm was raised, but I weakly hugged the muscular back!

"Xiao Zhao, Xiao Zhao......" The delicate light kiss fell on the crimson cheeks, and Hu Jiu's emotional whispering voice made her lose herself again like a spell.

Liu Zhao's eyes looked at the silk curtains swaying above his head in a daze, and he wanted to make himself clear. But the tingling sensation hit her, and she had to be immersed in that passion again and again.

"Xiao Zhao......, let's do it like this, until the earth is desolate, okay?" Hu Jiu's voice rang intermittently in her ears, and the hot breath burned her soul with it.

"Hmm...... Good. Liu Zhao's voice was lazy and coquettish, like a feather into Hu Jiu's ears, as if he had heard the most beautiful fairy music.

"What are you...... Promised me? Hu Jiu was even more excited, and his body collapsed suddenly, as if he wanted to melt that soft and delicate body into his own blood and bones.

Liu Zhao only felt as if a large cluster of brilliant fireworks had burst in front of her, and her soul was gently withdrawn from her body, hovering in the fireworks for a long time, and then slowly falling.

The sweet water vapor is mixed with a rich floral fragrance and a strong masculine atmosphere. On the mahogany bed, black and white bodies are intertwined. The black is strong and powerful, the white is soft and slender, and the interior is full of beautiful spring.

Outside the window, the afterglow of the setting sun dyed the sky red, the shadows of the trees in the small courtyard slanted westward, and occasionally the fallen leaves gently drifted down, and the birds that had been singing for a day also flew back to their nests.

Inside, the man's affectionate whisper was mixed with a woman's moan or two, and the ancient rhythm continued, as if it was about to reach the end of the world.

The crescent moon jumped out of the sea of clouds, and night fell quietly.

After releasing the enthusiasm that had been suppressed for five years, a sentence suddenly popped up in Hu Jiu's mind: I have been waiting for a thousand years, just for this encounter.

He sat up, leaned on the quilt, and still hugged his moist and silky body.

He buried his head in Liu Zhao's long hair, sniffing the fragrance that was getting stronger and stronger.

Her jet-black and smooth hair had long been wet with sweat and wrapped around her body like algae. Under the clear moonlight, the hair hides the skin and snow, reflecting the delicate halo of white porcelain.

Because he feeds on flowers all year round, Liu Zhao's body naturally exudes a burst of sweet floral fragrance. Normally, the smell is not very obvious, but it has just experienced the baptism of passion, and the strong fragrance permeates the tent under this moonlit night.

"Hu Jiu, let me go!" Liu Zhao weakly pushed the hard arm around her waist, and her voice was hoarse and soft, as if she was a coquettish cat.

"Don't let it go!" Hu Jiu smiled evilly, his iron arms tightened his waist, and he held her up with both hands, kissing the pink Jiaolei while letting the person go down violently.

"Hu Jiu!" Liu Zhao's originally sleepy eyes suddenly widened, and Meng Lang's impact made her ashamed, "Dead fox!" ”

"Don't let go of death!" What answered her was Hu Jiu's satisfied laughter. He familiarly walked through the flowers and asked for directions, and went straight into the depths of the white clouds.

The crescent moon in the sky seemed to be ashamed of this hot scene, and pulled through an idle cloud to cover his face. (To be continued.) )