In a dizziness, Suzaku picked up the poisonous dragon whip in his hand, but he refused to fall, even if he was about to die, Suzaku still refused to hurt Wu Song, she suddenly felt a little relaxed, "Brother Zhou Zhi, little ...... The little finch died at your hands, and it was relieved. "Zhou reverse? Little Sparrows! The flood of memories immediately filled Wu Song's brain.

"My real name is Zhou Yi, and I want you to remember this name for the rest of your life."

"I'll call you a little finch ...... from now on"

"Who's your little finch......"

Finally, Wu Song remembered the owner of this voice, which was his little finch. Thinking of this, Wu Song's eyes finally returned to clarity, and the black qi on his body gradually disappeared. Wu Song's hand holding Suzaku gradually loosened.

Suzaku fell to the ground, watching the scenery around her fade away, her eyes blurred for a while, and she actually fainted.

Wu Song looked at Suzaku lying unconscious on the ground, and then saw the scar on Suzaku's neck, and finally understood what was going on.

"Little Sparrow." Wu Song hurriedly picked up this delicate body and shook it a few times, but the big beautiful eyes were still closed. Wu Song was anxious, and carried the Suzaku in his arms to a nearby thatched hut, and when he saw a rough bed lying horizontally by the window, he carried Suzaku to this bed lying flat.

Wu Song lightly picked up Suzaku's wrist, pressed the Neiguan acupoint on Suzaku's wrist with his thumb, and kept rubbing it, Suzaku didn't wake up, Wu Song was even more anxious, in order to make Suzaku's breathing smoother, he untied Suzaku's purple shirt, and the huge stool on his chest was no longer restrained, and jumped out like two white rabbits.

Wu Song didn't dare to explore Suzaku's people, he just kept pressing the Neiguan acupoint on Suzaku's wrist, "Little Bird, you must wake up." Wu Song kept chattering in his heart.

"Cough, cough, cough." With the sound of coughing, Suzaku woke up, and a pair of charming big eyes gradually opened.

"Little finch, you're finally awake." The ecstatic Wu Song shouted, and there was a little trembling in his tone. He put his arms around Suzaku's small waist and lifted her up, resting her head on his broad shoulders.

"I thought I was dead?" When Suzaku said the word "death", Wu Song couldn't help but hug the lovely child in his arms tighter, for fear that she would suddenly leave him.

"Little finch, you little fool, you know it's so dangerous, and you're still close to me?" Wu Song couldn't help but talk about love to the beauty in his arms.

Suzaku's face was slightly red, she didn't answer, she lay quietly in her lover's arms, at this moment, she forgot everything, forgot her identity, forgot her mission, only at this time the feeling of pressure on her skin was the most real.

Wu Song couldn't help but look at the Vermilion Bird in his arms, at this time, the purple Luo shirt on the Vermilion Bird's chest was half-hidden, and the two Jade Girl Peaks revealed a large area of snow white.

Soft into the body, Wu Song was intoxicated, put his mouth next to Suzaku's earlobe, and gently licked her earlobe with his tongue, he knew that this part of Suzaku was particularly sensitive. Sure enough, Wu Song licked it a few times, and Suzaku's delicate body was extremely hot, and his body couldn't help but writhe. Seeing that Suzaku's reaction was so great, Wu Song also felt more and more hot in his heart, so he actually took Suzaku's entire earlobe in his mouth and sucked it gently.

Where can Suzaku stand this, with a sigh, he took the initiative to send a hot kiss to Wu Song's mouth. Only then did Wu Song stop licking his earlobes, and kissed frantically with Suzaku, the collision of his teeth and the entanglement of his tongue made Wu Song almost out of breath.

The two empty hands also kept wandering on the Suzaku body, crisp breasts, brute waist, fragrant shoulders, and jade back...... Wu Song's big rough hand moved slowly, rubbing Suzaku's smooth and elastic skin, feeling her body temperature getting higher and higher.

Under Wu Song's mouth and hand, Suzaku's consciousness blurred for a while, and she also began to rub her lover's skin, and a strange feeling appeared in her body, as if she urgently needed something to fill it.

Ten minutes later, the two of them were already naked together, feeling each other's warmth, Wu Song kissed Suzaku's neck and gently said to Suzaku in his arms, "Are you ready?" ”

"Hmm." Suzaku nodded shyly. Seeing this, Wu Song rushed forward.

"Ahh......h Then, it was already a secret in the room, and it was not enough for outsiders.

Just as Wu Song entered Suzaku's body, he didn't notice that a red light shot out from the palm of his hand, and then turned into a piece of jade and fell to the ground. The jade happily rolled on the ground a few times, as if celebrating its new life, and then fell weakly, facing up, and the blood words of "Heavenly Wounded Star Walker Wu Song" were particularly conspicuous.

Wu Song on the bed didn't know that he was working hard. Maybe he didn't know that a storm was coming......

In the city of Tokyo, a white-haired and white-bearded Taoist is sitting in the Taoist temple to meditate, this Taoist temple is called "Qingxu Guan", but looking at its jade stone railing, the appearance of gold and brilliance, obviously less Taoist light and elegant, but a little more royal magnificence and atmosphere. At this time, a Taoist boy was running towards the subjective of Qingxuguan in a panic, and came to the white-haired Taoist man, his face was full of excitement, "Dao...... Daozu, the ...... of the earth The Hell's Disk has reacted, and that thing ...... That thing was finally born. The boy was so excited that he could barely speak.

"What?" The Dao man opened his eyes, and Gu Jing Wubo's face was also moved, he stared at Dao Tong with eagle-like eyes, his deep eyes seemed to be able to devour everything, "Is this serious?" ”

"It's true, Master!" The Taoist boy couldn't stand the direct gaze, so he bowed his head and bowed.

The white-haired Taoist seemed to be relieved, he pondered for a moment, and slowly said to the Taoist boy on the ground, "Get up, you go to the Funing Hall right now, and call your Senior Brother Ji, the ancestor has something to discuss with him." ”

"Yes." Dao Tong got up, respectfully said goodbye to the Daoist, and then hurriedly retreated......

Jiugong County, in Erxian Mountain, in an unusually secret Taoist temple, there is an old man with white hair holding a black child, sitting in front of the chessboard, his Taoist robe is slightly white, and he does not wear a Taoist crown, and his white hair is scattered like this, almost making it impossible to see that he is still a Taoist priest. There was no one across from him, and apparently the strange old man was playing chess with himself. As if to get down to the brilliant, the old man frowned, his eyes fixed on the chess pieces on the board.

Just as the old man was about to drop the sunspot, a compass-shaped thing next to him suddenly shone with a faint red light, and although the light was weak, it also reflected his face.

The old man was slightly stunned, and then the chess pieces in his hand suddenly fell down and hit the chessboard, making a mess of the chess game above. His eyes widened and he shifted his gaze to the "compass", his eyes full of surprise. The red light lasted for a few minutes before slowly dimming. In the meantime, the old man didn't say a word, his eyes were a little dull, and he seemed to be recalling some past events.

After a while, the old man came back to his senses, and he muttered to himself in an inaudible voice, "After so many years, is it finally here......" There was sadness and joy in his tone......

But Wu Song didn't know about these things, at this time, he was hugging this soft and delicate body, shaking hard, panting, moaning, and sounding in his ears.

This is exactly when the clouds and rain are too long, when will the indoor spring sound be closed.