When night fell, Ye Fusang was lying on the bed in a daze, full of sweat, her eyebrows and eyes were tightly closed, and her face was pale, at this time, Ye Fusang was immersed in her own world.

In the picture, in the holy pool shrouded in fairy mist, the woman's skin is snowy, her cheeks are like peach, and the three thousand green silk is only tripped by a pink hairband, and the whole person is lying lazily in the hot spring, enjoying her face.

"It's really stripped naked, and I don't look at it!" A slight sound sounded from the top of her head, the woman in the hot spring was startled, her fingers moved slightly, and the clothes on the side flew into her hands, and the woman immediately covered the spring light on her chest with her clothes, looked back, and glared at the comer.

I saw that the person who came was dressed in gold and black, his hair was scattered evilly, and he had a pair of very charming peach blossom eyes, which were very deep, as if he could suck people's souls into them accidentally.

The man saw the woman staring at him angrily, and the appearance that he was proud of was only a flash of appreciation, yes, just appreciation, and the man's eyes couldn't help but flash a smile, "What, attracted by the beauty of the deity?" Well? ”

"Peacock!" The woman snorted disdainfully, and her body immediately rose into the air, accompanied by bursts of water splashing to cover her spring color, and also isolated the man's gaze outside, opened her arms, and put on her clothes one by one, the corners of the man's mouth hooked up a wicked smile, and mischievously tugged at the belt of clothes hanging in mid-air.

"Ahh I only heard a scream, accompanied by a "tearing" sound, the woman was startled, her breath was disordered, and the whole person fell from the sky.

For a while, time seemed to be forbidden, only two people in heaven and earth looked at each other, the woman's clothes were wide open, her red skin was exposed to the air, and she looked at the man with a dull face, and the man's face was also flushed with a blush that had not been seen for thousands of years, and he quietly pulled up the undershirt for the woman to cover the blood-pumping roundness.

As soon as the picture turned, the sky was full of slaughter, and the tragic scene of the man who came into view was dying and protecting the woman under him, looking at the blood gradually oozing from the corner of the man's mouth and the gradually transparent face, Ye Fusang's body lying on the bed writhed uneasily, his brows furrowed tighter, and he unconsciously touched his chest with one hand, and the pain here was indescribable.

"Fusang, I will be with you in the next life......" With the man's weak murmur, his body dissipated instantly.

"Enmitage!" Ye Fusang on the bed sat up suddenly, his face flushed and frightened, and looked around, it was a military camp, Ye Fusang shook his head, how could he have such a strange dream? Actually dreamed of the Flower Yuan Festival? However, the feeling of heartache was so real...... Then people don't want to go through it again.

Blinking, Ye Fusang touched his eyes a little foggy, touching a piece of dampness, Ye Fusang put his fingertips in his mouth and licked it, it was actually ...... Salty? Did she cry?

"Hmm......" Ye Fusang snorted lightly, feeling the hot current rising from his [small] [abdomen], and a bad premonition flashed in his mind, Charming medicine!

Feeling that her body was becoming more and more sensitive, Ye Fusang got up, tried to open her drunken hazy eyes, and staggered out, when she came, she found that there was a lake in the back mountain, which should be able to relieve the flattery on her body.

Ye Fusang walked out of the tent, the wind at night brought a little coolness, which made her conscious a little clearer, and then, it was an even greater heat flow, Ye Fusang pulled the clothes on his body irritably, and accelerated the pace of his feet, one stumbled, almost fell, seemed to grasp something in his hand, and fell into a warm embrace in the next moment, who is it? Who is it? Ye Fusang raised his head hard, his mind was chaotic, only the tears of the man's resolute love, the gradually transparent body, and the voice of affection.

Unconsciously wet his eyes......

"Yuansai, is that you?" Ye Fusang desperately blinked the tears in her eyes, slowly stretched out her trembling hand, stroked the handsome face in front of her, and felt the warmth under her hands, she stretched out her arms, tightly wrapped around his neck, buried her face in his arms, and called "Huayuan Festival", and cried out with a "wow".

Murong Yan frowned, and looked at the person who was holding him hard but was a little delirious: "Let go of me!" ”

The words that came out were soft, and they were automatically blocked by Ye Fusang, and his whole body was snuggled in Murong Yan's arms, and he muttered:

"Huayuan Festival, you said that you will not marry Ye Fusang!"

"Huayuan Festival, I don't want you to die......"

"Huayuan Festival, I only have you left......"

"Hanabuchi Festival, I, love you......"

Ye Fusang's consciousness was chaotic, everything he did was done according to his feelings, and he didn't know what he was doing? With each word, they raised their heads and kissed the people they were hugging, and the last sentence disappeared between each other's lips.

Feeling his slightly heavy breathing, Ye Fusang smiled, "Damn Huayuan Sacrifice, you can't escape from the palm of this fairy's hand, hehe......" His waist was slightly loose, and Ye Fusang realized that he was going to let go of her, and stepped forward and pressed the man under him. The two of them fell to the ground in unison, but fortunately it was late at night, and no one would come except for the soldiers patrolling in the distance.

Ye Fusang's red lips leaned close to his ear, and said bewildermently: "Do you still want to run away if you provoke me?" ”

Looking at Ye Fusang, who was so bewitching and charming, it was not at all like usual, Murong Yan's cheeks were hot, and he also felt his strangeness, but he couldn't, he got up, and he had to push away Ye Fusang, who was in a daze.

Feeling the movements of the people under him, Ye Fusang was angry and anxious, pressed the thin lips of the people under him, eagerly licked the sweetness in his mouth, reached into his clothes with both hands, touched his strong muscles, thin waist, caressed his whole body inch by inch, and felt the tense trembling of the people under him.

"Huayuan Festival, you are from this fairy!" Letting go of his lips, Ye Fusang laughed ruffianly, "teared" a sound, roughly tore the placket on Murong Yan's chest, lowered his head and held the cherry on Murong Yan's chest, the body under his body instantly stretched into a tight curved bow, and the upright chest sent the cherry grains deeper into her lips and teeth.

Ye Fusang raised his hand and twisted the cherry grains on the other side of Murong Yan, sometimes gently and sometimes rudely, and the heavy panting above his head made Ye Fusang lick and suck harder, pulling, and the other hand stroked the □ that he had already raised his head, rubbing it gently, and the simultaneous stimulation of his mouth, chest and body made him tremble violently like a butterfly flying in autumn.

"Uh-huh......" A moan leaked from his thin lips, and his whole body trembled frequently.

Hearing his [moan] [groan], Ye Fusang ripped off his clothes and kept kissing him, kissing a string of gasps, [groaning] [groaning]; gnawed at his neck and shoulders, so that he could only collapse and tremble between the mattresses; The speed of the □ in her hand kept increasing, and it felt like he was swelling and tightening in her hands; Gasping unbearably...... Shen groaned...... Trembling...... His whole body was hot, and his hand clutching the ground beneath him was even more white.

Ye Fusang looked at the seductive figure of the person under him with drunken eyes, and gradually appeared to fantasize, as if he saw the person's evil smile, felt the heat in his lower abdomen, turned over and stepped on his body, and his waist sank.

"Ah...... Well...... Fusang ......", Murong Yan's body bounced up at her movements, and fell back to the ground, her tightness making him moan out loud and impatiently.

"Ah......h

Ye Fusang leaned over and kissed his lips, slowly swinging his waist, his groans disappearing between his intertwined lips and tongues.

"Ah......h

"Hmmm......"

The two of them groaned in each other's ears, and the compassion was lingering to make people forget themselves even more. As Ye Fusang's waist swayed more and more violently, the strong pleasure extended from the connection of the two with the spinal nerves to the whole body, and the white light flashed in his brain, and at the moment of extreme □, Ye Fusang deeply bit the shoulder of the person under him, and there was a fishy sweetness between his lips and tongue, and he felt his convulsions released in her body.

The drunken drowsiness accompanied by the fatigue after □ made Fuya drowsy, and in the moment before falling asleep, Ye Fusang licked the bloody tooth marks on his shoulders and muttered, "Hehehe...... I finally got a game back...... Hanabuchi Festival ......"

Murong Yan was lying under Ye Fusang with a pale face, where fine beads of blood had oozed out, red and swollen, tightly bound by iron rings, the pain in the body was not the most important, the most painful thing was the heart, he had imagined countless times that people really wanted him, but they were calling other men's names.

Ye Fusang was awakened by a burst of cannonades, as well as the continuous sound of charges, screams, and shouts, sat up, and looked at her familiar tent, Ye Fusang was puzzled again, she remembered that she was obviously out, and, it seems, ...... I also had a dream with a color, that person, is the Huayuan Festival?

"Boom-" The earth-shattering sound came again, Ye Fusang immediately sat up, and there was immediately a heart-piercing pain somewhere in his lower body, Ye Fusang was shocked, isn't it, she went to the underworld last night, and she also strengthened the Huayuan Sacrifice?

"Boom-" I didn't have time to think about it, the earth-shattering sound kept coming, and it didn't disappear with her sobriety, but intensified, it was a war! The war really began!?

Hurriedly dressed and rushed out of the camp, and before he could go far, he saw Zi Ming hurrying with several guards, "County Lord, come with me, the war has begun, General Wang ordered me to protect the County Lord." ”