"Qing Mo likes the princess very much. Of course not. ”

In fact, he was worried that he wouldn't be able to bring her a good feeling like Beitang and Harukashi.

Ye Ning's palm was close to Yun Qingmo's chest, and it slowly sank gently.

There was the sound of Yun Qingmo's increasingly rapid breathing in his ears......

Yun Qingmo tasted the sweetness and longed for a deeper touch.

He rubbed it lightly twice, as if asking for Nightgaze's permission. This man is shy at this time.

Nightshade let him wrap his arms around her waist, and then moved his light waist to show acceptance.

Yun Qingmo was no longer nervous, and even gradually changed from passive to active......

Night Gaze is a woman with strong willpower, and even if she enjoys great pleasure, her mind is not confused.

She tried to recite the two mantras that Yun Qingmo told her just now, and according to the mantra luck and control of spiritual power, a very strange picture appeared in an instant:

The purple beam of light emanating from her body and the silver beam emitted by Yun Qingmo intertwined into a silver-purple dreamlike shimmer.

What followed was the tremendous boost that cultivation she had never experienced before. It was a feeling of spiritual energy being full and the spiritual veins being unimpeded, even stronger than every time I advanced my cultivation.

Yun Qingmo didn't tell him that after he was a witch clan, the physique of the descendants of the witch clan was originally more suitable for the cultivation of spiritual power than ordinary people, coupled with the once-in-a-century chance of being born in the lunar year, such a physique brought the improvement of the night condensation, which could not be compared to any rare elixir.

And Yun Qingmo also felt the improvement in cultivation. The spiritual power of the Wu people was originally the closest to that of the immortals. Therefore, the physique of the descendants of Yun Qingmo's witch clan is a nourishment for the primordial spirit in the body of the night condensation, and the primordial spirit of the night condensation is an incentive for the witch spirit of Yun Qingmo.

Ye Ning's hair was scattered on Yun Qingmo's shoulders, and the alluring cold fragrance of Youlan entered his snort one after another with her ups and downs. The woman, whose body emitted a purple shimmer, blended with his silver light, had a dreamy feeling.

He hugged her and couldn't help but call: "Wife." ”

Nightfall: "Hmm...... Qingmo, I feel like I'm about to break through to Ziyu. ”

Yun Qingmo told her the next mantra and continued to match her rhythm. But after all, it was the first time for him, and he had an extraordinarily min feeling, and the feeling of wanting to release made him unable to hold it.

For this, Night Gaze also has a hunch.

Night Condensation: "Qingmo, your breath is messed up." ”

Yun Qingmo: "I'm sorry, I can't control ......"

Night Gaze: "Fool, why do you have to say sorry for this kind of thing. ”

Yun Qingmo: "Hmm......"

Nightshade: "Stop controlling yourself, and don't think about mantras anymore. We can do it again. ”

After Yun Qingmo was released, he tried to restore his composure.

Night Gaze left his embrace, adjusting his inner breath to match the flow of spiritual veins.

Yun Qingmo knew that Lu Dao couldn't disturb him at this time, and he was also quietly meditating and cultivating. However, his cultivation was not for breakthroughs, but to suppress the unique spiritual power of the descendants of the Wu Clan.

What Yun Qingmo didn't expect was that the aura of the night condensation actually stimulated the spiritual power that he was trying to suppress. He was worried that the elders of the Wu Clan sensed his presence through spiritual power. Her sister was revered as a saint from birth, and he, as the last of the twins, could only be considered ominous, according to prophecy, destined to be executed by his clan from birth.