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"Mei'er, Mei'er, tell me by yourself, it's useless, should you beat your ass?!"

Jiu Mingmei sat up, his phoenix eyes bent, and a folding fan flew out of his palm. The north branch fan circled around the trunk of the tree several times, and looked at the raised layer of old bark behind the trunk, and opened the fan surface. There was a fan up and down, left and right, and the wind hit the old bark. I saw the plum petals on the fan surface fluttering, igniting a little spark, falling on the bark, and then let the wind blow, the spark gradually became a prairie fire, burning the bark into smoke.

"Oops, hey!"

The Misu tree jumped up from the roots, the branches and leaves trembled, and covered its old bark and cried out in pain: "Mei'er, Mei'er, I was wrong!" ”

Jiu Mingmei jumped up from the trembling branches, and gritted her teeth: "If you want to beat my ass, I will burn your belly, see who is panicking!" ”

"Who's going to panic? Anyway, Mei'er never lets herself suffer! When the Misu saw her leap to her feet, he immediately threw himself at her with a branch.

She fled, it chased;

She flies, it chases;

She fell, and it still chased......

The tree had the perseverance to spread out all the dense branches and threw her into her arms alive.

Feng Qianji turned back to her original form, her strong body pressed against her petite body, her strong thighs pressed against her slender legs, and her thick palms grasped her slender wrists and pressed them to the ground strongly. Just as on the day he first met, he used layers of iron rings. Trap her on a cliff. The distance between them, getting closer and closer, getting closer and closer. The kiss that used to be cautious and did not dare to fall rashly has quietly lingered between the lips.

Jiu Mingmei bit his chin and licked it gently, well, it's slippery, it tastes just right. Especially the muffled snort when he was startled, which made her even more interested, and took advantage of the situation to ...... his chin, earlobe, forehead, and bridge of nose All the boundaries beyond the lips were kissed all over again.

Feng Qianji's heart was tense. The dance became more and more frenzied. A bewildering muffled grunt overflowed from his throat, which was extremely emotional. Although she knew that she was injured by the Soul Absorbing Technique and needed to heal quickly, the little goblin stared at a pair of phoenix eyes. A little look like a wanton lick. It made him feel hot. I can't turn her into his at once.

The starry sky in the room is the light of his eyes; The fairy grass under him is faint, all of which are his spells; There's a breeze in your ears. It was all his breath panting......

Jiu Mingmei felt that "kissing" this thing is not an exercise technique, not a temptation to play, and not a common philosophy.

It's just the simplest two words - like.

"The wind is a thousand clouds."

"I'm here."

"I seem to understand why you were angry in the first place."

Feng Qianji looked at her with interest: "Understood? ”

Jiu Mingmei is a god, high in the sky, powerful, and never takes mortals in his eyes. When she acts, she also takes care of her own thoughts. She is not selfish, but she is used to it, and she has no habit of thinking about what mortals think. What's more, she has been in the Three Realms for tens of thousands of years, and she thinks that she can see through the creatures of the Three Realms, and she is too lazy to figure out what individual people think. If there is no rebuilding Fengluan, Shu Ziyu, Rujin, Liu Chunzhuo, and Wan Yong are just vegetable leaves under the plate, and they won't even taste a bite.

"I am the wisest God, who thinks he can see through people's hearts, and I think I know what the big guys are thinking, but in fact...... I'm the one who is the most ignorant. Jiu Mingmei's eyes darkened slightly, and he said slowly, "The greatest essence of the art of drawing the soul is to communicate with the spirit of the immortal spirit it is absorbed, and my defeat today is due to the imperfection of the technique, the lack of immortal power, and the resistance of the brave soul, but I know that at the last moment, it was the old man who took the initiative to give up." In his heart, me and Fengluan Mountain are not the most important. Lao Di is my second senior brother, what does he like the most, what does he care about the most, and what does he feel the saddest about? I thought about it, but I didn't have a clue. Only then did I realize that I was actually ...... Heh, I don't know anything about the old barge at all. ”

"You are not ignorant, but each living being is an individual and is constantly changing. One moment I thought so, the next I thought so. If you put your heart into it, you will hear the tremor of their souls. Feng Qianji pressed her cheek to his heart, "Just like me, I never thought that one day, there would be a girl like a fairy, pierced in my heart, and I couldn't pull it out, burn it, or remove it." ”

Jiu Mingmei heard his heartbeat like a drum, and the haze that surrounded her heart seemed to be immediately dispelled. The soul is changing, the soul is free, moving with nature, raising with the heart, not understanding is moving, and not knowing is clear. Oh, such a simple truth actually requires him to be a mortal. She, the god, is really regressing more and more.

"Feng Qianji?" She lifted her little head, leaned to the side of his face, licked his earlobe, followed his example, and blew his name in his earhole.

His muscular body shuddered suddenly, making her extremely excited.

"Wind Qianji, Feng Qianji, Ah Ji ......"

He suddenly covered her lips to prevent her from muttering his name over and over again, and his body was getting hotter and hotter, and somewhere harder and harder. This little goblin, this little goblin......

Jiu Mingmei smiled, his mouth showed no signs of stopping, and his small mouth spewed out a stream of hot air in his palm, carrying a sentence that was itchy and crispy: "Ah Ji, I like you." ”

Feng Qianji couldn't hold back any longer, clenched her palms, leaned over and kissed her hated little mouth, tearing, ravaging, licking, and sucking...... The warm breath slowly surged from between her lips and tongue, carrying the golden light and pouring into her body, repairing the damaged parts of the backlash one by one.

He knew that she never cared much about her own body, whether it was hurt or painful, she could endure it. However, he couldn't bear the slightest discomfort from her. Anyway, she didn't care, he came to care for her.

A kiss can be a long stream of water, or it can be earth-shattering.

Obviously, the two bastards got together and chose the latter.

When the two of them came out of the house, the blood demon Huaiyin glanced at the two of them, lying on the edge of the blood pool, smiling like flowers and jade, the branches of the flowers trembled, the flowers flew and fell......

Tian Cui shook his head into a rattle, and kept stepping back: "I didn't hear anything, I didn't see anything, really!" With that, he ran back to the cellar.

Fa Fa lazily twisted his fat body, and said flatteringly: "Lao Mei, you are really red lips like rouge, beautiful eyes are full of affection, if you want to ask what you do, you must long live!" ...... "Fa Fa also prepared a lot of obscene words and phrases with 800 boasts, and as a result, Jiu Mingmei flew with a flying knife, bluffed his hooves, and ran back to the wine cellar.

Jiu Mingmei flew forward, with a red and swollen little mouth, and said with a smile: "Fa Fa, Ming'er will go to the Demon Palace with me and find you a new master." (To be continued.) )