Ouyang Lingling thought that Qin Xiang would run out frantically for revenge, but she didn't expect him to bury the body extremely calmly and clean up the entire Ouyang Castle.

There was no food in Ouyang Fort, Ouyang Lingling went to the back mountain to pick some wild fruits and wild vegetables, and simply prepared dinner, thinking of comforting Qin Xiang. But the other party didn't give her this opportunity at all, she was unusually calm, but gentle as ever, and she couldn't see any clues.

Finally returned to her home, Ouyang Lingling, who was physically and mentally exhausted, fell asleep, sleeping deeply, but with constant nightmares. Her unbearable head finally woke up in the middle of the night, and with beads of sweat all over her body, she went to the next door to find Qin Xiang in a panic. However, the cold bed told her that Qin Xiang had already left.

Darkness, dead silence, magnify fear. The scene in the nightmare seemed to become a reality, and in a trance, a demon's claw reached out, and with the cold of hell, slowly fell on her shoulder.

"Ah~" Ouyang Lingling covered her eyes and shouted frantically.

"Lingling, Lingling, what's wrong with you?"

"Don't come here, demon, get out of here!" Ouyang Lingling waved her arms wildly, and the whole person desperately retracted into the bed.

"It's me, Lingling, Qin Xiang!"

"Qin Xiang?" Ouyang Lingling looked over with her eyes wide in a daze, and it was not Qin Xiang who could look at her worriedly in the moonlight.

"Where did you go?" Ouyang Lingling rushed over and hugged him, crying with a "wow".

Qin Xiang caressed Ouyang Lingling's back and comforted softly: "I can't sleep, go to the back mountain for a walk!" I saw that you slept soundly, so I didn't make any noise for you, okay, okay. Don't cry, I promise to remember to tell you next time I go out! ”

Ouyang Lingling was still holding him desperately, eager to be embedded in the other party's body. She wore only an undershirt, and her well-developed body was delicate and delicate, with the fragrance of a girl, and in the dark night, she unsuspectingly tugged at the heartstrings of men. Qin Xiang's hand on Ouyang Lingling's back became heavier involuntarily, turning from caressing to rubbing.

It wasn't until the breathing in her ears became rapid that Ouyang Lingling felt abnormal. She hurriedly poked her head out of Qin Xiang's arms. The big wet eyes looked at each other at a loss. Before he could speak, his lips were choked violently.

"Hmm~"

The green and trembling kiss, like a spark, exploded in the hearts of the two in an instant. It soon developed into a prairie fire. Ouyang Lingling was a little half-pushed. In this world. She didn't seem to have any reason to refuse Qin Xiang, she only had him. Therefore, Ouyang Lingling hesitated for a moment and wrapped the hand that was pushing on Qin Xiang's chest around the other party's neck.

The moment Qin Xiang kissed down. But the face of the woman in the dream came to mind, with a touch of heroism, but it was extremely smart. Qin Xiang was a little flustered, a little resistant, and a little at a loss. He just wanted to end this kiss, but something collapsed in his mind instantly, the corpse of Widow Qin's **, the bruises on the corpse, and the shame of being exposed surged up. His hands around Ouyang Lingling's waist tightened suddenly, and the shallow kiss became rough and violent.

Ouyang Lingling's underwear was almost torn off by force, and even became a restraint wrapped around her arm because of the slightly tight cuffs, Qin Xiang had no pity, and even this restraint gave him instant pleasure, so that he immediately bullied himself and pressed up, squeezed Ouyang Lingling's legs, and rushed into it unprepared.

Ouyang Lingling, who tasted **** for the first time, didn't feel happy, so she was tortured by the tearing pain and almost fainted.

"Qin, Qin Xiang, it hurts, it hurts, no, don't!" The broken sound of begging for mercy, accompanied by heavy gasps, mixed with the occasional irrepressible mouth groan, hit Qin Xiang's ears, expanding the pleasure in his heart, and expanding it again!

There are many pictures in his mind, the smiling Qin widow's white fingers wrap the fragrant rouge, the heroic and agile Ayin thief rides on him with a smile, and the woman in the blue dress resolutely leaves, crying out hysterically in despair. This qiē qiē stuffed his brain full, painful and swollen, he needed to vent, he needed to squeeze these inexplicable things out of his body.

Qin Xiang closed his eyes, pinched Ouyang Lingling's waist with both hands, and didn't care at all that the other party's fair skin was already bruised, the sound of impact, roar, and begging for mercy all dissipated into the darkness with the hope of Gu Yao gushing out of him. Beads of sweat slid down his forehead and into his mouth, salty. The corners of Qin Xiang's mouth raised a weird smile.

And Ouyang Lingling under him had already passed out from torture, her long hair was scattered, and she was slumped on the bed.

The wind whined, and in this empty courtyard, it was like a ghost crying.

On the streets of Xicheng, there was a man walking, dressed in wind and frost, walking a little slowly. In the moonlight, the hem of the cyan robe was tucked into his waist, and he walked a few steps, seemed a little tired, and slowly sat down against the wall.

In the moonlight, a warm glow emanated from the man, dispelling the darkness around him.

In the faint light, the handsome face slowly became clear, and there was a trace of blood on the bookish face that did not fit his temperament, which was a little hideous in the light.

Meng Jiang looked at the green jade order in his hand, with a warm breath, and blood flowed. After lifting the seal of the Wild Wolf Army, he followed the direction pointed by Shui Lianyue to find the remaining green jade order, he killed fourteen people, and forcibly took out this green jade order from one of them.

He still remembered the unwilling look in the man's eyes when he died, as if he didn't understand why he wanted to kill him. Maybe it's because he was hiding in a barren mountain, or maybe it's because he didn't trigger the green jade order, so the owner of this green jade order was lucky enough to escape the pursuit of the demons.

"Yes, I'm glad I didn't live in hatred, I'm glad ~" Meng Jiang paused for a moment and said with a smile to himself, "I'm glad that we can die together!" Hehe, don't worry, I will do it for you, for you~"

Meng Jiang lowered his head in despair, he didn't know what to say, to avenge them? Their enemy is none other than themselves. Even if they don't kill them, the demons won't let them go. It's better to be killed by me than by the demons.

Meng Jiang could only persuade himself in this way, so that he would not let himself fall into inexplicable guilt and find it difficult to extricate himself. He doesn't need to feel guilty, what he needs is support all the way forward, and the company of heaven and earth destroying together without fear, and at this time, it seems that the only thing that can give him these is Shui Piyue.

Meng Jiang looked up in the direction of Qingqiu Mountain, and in a trance, he saw the smoky gray figure beckoning to him. Meng Jiang's heart jumped up instantly, he immediately got up, put down the robe tucked into his waist, bent down to smooth out the folds, and when he got up again, he regained the indifference and fearlessness of the handsome son of the past.

In this world, there is always a person who you don't want to be embarrassed in front of her. (To be continued.) )