Ye Fusang was stunned, Shang Mo's slender and powerful hand hugged Ye Fusang violently, and nailed her to the wall heavily, "Hibiscus ......" approached Ye Fusang, Shang Mo did not hide the desire in his eyes, the ink-like eyes hid enough heat to burn Ye Fusang, and the cherry blossoms in the corners of his eyes exuded a strange light.

Ye Fusang looked at him in a daze, a touch of obsession flashed in his eyes unconsciously, and was accurately seen by Shang Mo, "Hibiscus ......" Shang Mo muttered, his head had already bowed, and he kissed the plump towering under the thin cloth, and soon he found the center, and his soft lips and tongue licked and kissed gently.

"Shang Mo, you...... Ah~~" Ye Fusang didn't have the strength to struggle at all, besides, Shang Mo was so tall. A large piece of his chest was quickly wet, and the sensitive one was already hard under the young man's tongue, and it came out, and the wet fabric became transparent, almost faintly revealing the entire outline of Ye Fusang.

"Hibiscus ......" tirelessly belonged to him and Ye Fusang's fingertips, Shang Mo's raging tongue was still licking, his chest was getting wetter and wetter, the fabric was clinging to the plump tower, and the soft tongue brushed over the plump bulge, stirring up a tingling current.

"Hmm...... Shang Mo, let go...... Ah......" Ye Fusang gasped, but she didn't dare to speak loudly, this was broad daylight, if Xiao Si on duty was called in, she would really have no face.

As if protesting against Ye Fusang's refusal, Shang Mo's teeth gritted her bulge, grinding for a while, Ye Fusang immediately let out a suppressed moan, and his whole body instantly slumped.

Looking at Ye Fusang's appearance, Shang Mo hooked his lips and chuckled, bent over, easily picked up Ye Fusang, walked directly back, pressed on the big bed behind him, smelled the smell of others on the bed, Shang Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, a touch of displeasure flashed in his eyes, picked up Ye Fusang, turned around and put her on the round table.

Shang Mo lowered his head and bit Ye Fusang's collarbone, leaving a bright red mark on it, before he raised his head and looked at Ye Fusang, "Hibiscus, have you ever asked for that man?" ”

Facing his faintly abnormal eyes, Ye Fusang was stunned for a moment, and in the next second, there was a sudden pain from [xia] [body], Ye Fusang's brows furrowed tightly, but Shang Mo sprinted violently.

The big hand pulled the clothes on Ye Fusang's upper body indiscriminately, and the palms with different temperatures rubbed Ye Fusang's fullness indiscriminately. The originally cold eyes of that Shuang were gradually dyed with a light that Ye Fusang was afraid of, and Ye Fusang saw boundless desire, possession, and ...... from that eye Bloodthirsty!!

It was a bloodthirsty killing intent that seemed to destroy the entire world, a decision to kill a Buddha when encountering a Buddha, and a ghost to kill a ghost.

"Shang Mo, Shang Mo, what's wrong with you?" Ye Fusang pushed Shang Mo on his body hard, but ushered in a more violent impact from him, the corners of Shang Mo's mouth hooked a trembling arc, and with a wave of one hand, the clothes on Ye Fusang's body disappeared in an instant, bowed his head, and his lips stabilized Ye Fusang steadily, leaving no room for her breath.

In the underworld, Hua Yuanxian sat up from his seat suddenly, the face of the righteous and evil was a haze that could not be ignored, and the ministers of the underworld looked at their angry king with trembling, and their bodies fell to the ground suddenly, "King, please stop your anger!" ”

Hua Yuanxi's narrow phoenix eyes flashed with bloodthirsty killing intent, and the fist hanging down at his side clenched tightly, "Get out!" The thin lips opened, and he gently spit out a word, but it was full of oppression, but the courtiers of the underworld hurriedly did not dare to linger and rushed out, everyone knew that the anger of the Hades King was something that no one could afford. 、

Hua Sichen looked at Hua Yuan Sacrifice worriedly, and his eyes were also dyed with a layer of solemn color, "Wang? ”

Hua Yuan Sacrifice raised his head, a pair of eyes looked away vaguely, the whole person melted into this boundless darkness, and after a while, Hua Yuan Sacrifice's somewhat empty voice came, "Si Chen, do you feel it?" ”

Hua Sichen shook his head, "The subordinates are incompetent. ”

Ignoring Hua Sichen's plea, Hua Yuansai said to himself: "The deity must hurry up and let Fusang's soul return to her own body." ”

"King!" Hua Sichen raised his head suddenly, his eyes full of shock, "Could it be...... Demon King of the Night City...... Nayu appeared? ”

"Hmm." Hua Yuan nodded invisibly, "Although his breath is very weak, but the deity still feels it, if the deity is not wrong, he should be reincarnated, he is the same as the deity, he is also an ancient god, in the battle of the millennium, it was Fusang who sacrificed his life to save the deity, otherwise, the deity will also be reincarnated." ”

Hua Yuan Sai walked to the side and sat down, talking about Ye Fusang, as if he remembered the beauty of a thousand years ago, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and Hua Yuan Sai said: "Once reincarnated, the memory will inevitably be sealed, and Fusang's memory is gone, and there must be no one." His breath, which the deity has not been able to detect, should have been covered by something, and now that there is no such thing to cover it, his aura will emanate. ”

"King, his subordinates will go to the world immediately, and his subordinates will definitely destroy the demon king before he recovers!"

Hua Yuan Sai shook his head, his face was solemn, "It's useless, Na Yu and the deity are the same, they are immortal and immortal, even if the body is destroyed, the soul will live forever, the current plan is to ......" Hua Yuan Sai paused, and then said, "If you want Fusang, only if the deity wants her, she can respect the new medium with this one, and can lead her soul back to her own body." ”――

Shang Mo looked at Ye Fusang with a look of self-reproach, at this time, he had already put on a mask, his face was full of chagrin, as a man, not only was he so presumptuous, but he actually asked for hibiscus in broad daylight, she was his wife, his wife was above, and her husband was below, how could this be.

Ye Fusang opened his eyes and saw that it was Shang Mo's annoyed look, Ye Fusang smiled slightly, "Shang Mo, I'm fine." ”

"Hibiscus, I'm sorry." Shang Mo said, turning his head a little embarrassed, "If Hibiscus takes me off, I won't have any complaints." "He did such an unruly thing, even if Hibiscus killed him, it would not be an exaggeration.

Shaking his head, Ye Fusang reached out and hugged Shang Mo's lean waist, "I'm fine, how could I not want you." Ye Fusang was also puzzled in her heart, in a daze, through Shang Mo's eyes, she seemed to see another person, a person who could fight with Huayuan Sacrifice, the same arrogance, the same evil, but the difference between him and Huayuan Sacrifice was that he had a little more breath that made people tremble, but Ye Fusang was very disgusted with that kind of breath.

That breath seemed to arouse something unknown in her heart, and made her sullen all day long. Even in the court, Ye Fusang still couldn't recover from the shocking scene in the morning.

Is it your own delusion? Why, she saw another person in Shang Mo's eyes, it was so true, and it scared her like that. Ye Fusang's brows furrowed tightly, she always had a hunch that one day, Shang Mo would be completely devoured and leave her......

"Fuso, what do you think?" The empress sat on it, her eyes staring at Ye Fusang, who was in a state of despair.

At this time, Ye Fusang's thoughts were still immersed in the thrilling scene in the morning, and he didn't listen to a word in the hall at all, Murong Yan stood aside, turned his head and glanced at Ye Fusang, seeing that she lowered her head, her eyebrows were full of entanglement, and a trace of anger couldn't help but flash in her eyes.

Early in the morning, as soon as she entered the hall, she looked like this, and she didn't even greet him, could it be that he Murong Yan was transparent, and such a big person was standing beside her, and she could ignore herself.

"Fuso!" Seeing that Ye Fusang was standing still, without even raising her head, the empress involuntarily increased her voice.

"Huh?" Ye Fusang raised his head in astonishment, looked at the empress's slightly angry appearance, blinked his eyes, and looked at Murong Yan with some confusion, but Murong Yan snorted coldly and arrogantly, and directly twisted his head to the side, ignoring Ye Fusang's call for help.

Ye Fusang's eyes widened, and he looked at Murong Yan inexplicably, this person, what's wrong, she hasn't warmed him up during this time, and she hasn't even met a few times, how did she provoke him?

What Ye Fusang didn't know was that the reason why Murong Yan was angry was precisely because the two of them hadn't seen each other for a long time.

Seeing Ye Fusang's appearance, the empress rubbed her eyebrows with a headache, and didn't expect her to hear her question, "Fusang, how did I do with the things I gave you last time?" ”

Hearing this, Ye Fusang nodded, and just as he was about to speak, he saw the empress hand the piece in her hand to the female official and took it down, "This is the fourth princess, take a look." ”

Ye Fusang nodded inexplicably, and when he took the scroll in the female official's hand, a flash of disbelief suddenly flashed in his eyes, isn't this, isn't it?

Ye Fusang turned his head to look at Feng Ming, only to see that her face was straightforward, and when Ye Fusang looked over, he nodded slightly, with a smile on his face.

Ye Fusang's brows furrowed tightly, how could his good book get into Feng Ming's hands, and in his mind, he suddenly thought of the black.

Ye Fusang sneered, he already knew in his heart that Lan Qian was the person of the fourth princess, but he didn't expect it......

Sure enough, he still believed in others too much, and a smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth, looking so kind, "The fourth princess's method is very good." ”