Ning Que wants... Burning himself, he couldn't help but pant heavily, his eyes were round, his hands wanted to break free from the iron locks, and he wanted to... The fire swept away, and the deep blood marks on the wrists were extremely eye-catching.

The woman snorted coldly, her face was like frost, "Okay, boy, look at your honest relationship, the result is not a good thing", a slap was directly thrown on Ning Que's left face, and five blood marks appeared, stained with blood.

Ning Que was a little sober, he couldn't raise his head, he lowered himself deeply, and he was ashamed.

The woman's ten fingers stretched forward, and the sharp nails stabbed straight on Ning Que's chest, and soon the blood stains came out, slowly moving in the thumping heart, and the blade in the gap between the fingertips protruded a few points forward, the flesh and blood were blurred, and the blood couldn't stop going down, instantly dyed red, a little crazy.

Ning Que breathed in and exhaled, and the pain was relieved a little, and his breathing became even more rapid.

The woman's eyebrows frowned slightly, and she teased coldly, "Boy, you continue to breathe, it's best to suck hard, and then your heart will be ripped out, don't blame your aunt for not reminding you." ”

Ning Que was suffocated, not daring to move, and was at his mercy.

A pillar of incense was gone in a blink of an eye, and Ning Que felt like a thousand knives, and the flesh and blood were cut off piece by piece, without interruption.

The woman's knife technique is extremely fast, and her hands swing in front of Ning Que's chest again and again, like playing a piano, staggered, sometimes slow and sometimes urgent, sometimes heavy and sometimes light, sometimes deep and sometimes shallow

Suddenly, the pain turned into a convulsion, and slowly stopped.

As soon as Ning Que opened his eyes and looked down, his heart was already submerged in blood, and there was only a patch of blood, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

The woman's demeanor was calm, the movements in her hands did not stop, she took out a jade bottle from her arms, and the cork flicked, and the white lens everywhere was scattered along the traces of the scratch, like salt sprinkled on the wound, extremely painful, I wanted to brush away the white crystal, but the limbs couldn't move at all, and I roared a few times, Xuan... Vent the discomfort in your heart.

The white lens gradually dissolved in the pool of scarlet blood, and when it disappeared completely, the blood at the wound had stopped flowing, and the woman stretched out her mouth to hold it. The little snake of the liquid, dexterous and changeable, licked towards the wound, licking the surrounding bloodstains... There is nothing left.

Ning Que felt itchy, cool, and his hanging heart also fell, his head tilted slightly, his eyes flashed, and he calmed down, as if he was enjoying it.

With a bang, a flying sword shot directly at the edge of the broken door, and the debris flew sideways, alarming several people in the broken house.

Even the monk who closed his eyes on the side picked his eyes, stopped the wooden pestle in his hand, swept the light from the side, and then lowered his head again and continued to knock on the wooden fish. As for the sleeping man, his body did not move, like a dead pig.

"Hmph, Tian is shameless, in broad daylight, hooking up with a man, I really don't know how the Tai Killing Palace would accept you such a No. 1 water-based poplar flower, the remnant flower that disturbs the morale of the army. ”

Xiong Genglong looked at it when he heard it, and he was stunned.

She faces the bouquet of flowers, the figure is slender, the long hair is draped in the vest, gently held by a pink ribbon, dressed in white, the flowers are even more vivid, only to feel that there seems to be a smoke behind her, when she is really not a person in the world, when she turns around, beautiful as a fairy, about thirteen or fourteen years old, the skin is better than snow, delicate and incomparable, the complexion is beautiful, and it cannot be forced to look at.

"It's so beautiful", the fat man couldn't help blurting out, the corners of his mouth overflowed with water lines, and he choked up, but at first glance, he sighed with some regret, what a fly in the ointment!

Ning Que was also taken aback, looking at the woman who stepped in the door, the beauty could not be dialectical, and on the side face, the delicate flowers depicted seemed to be in full bloom, adding a bit of beauty.

The woman licking her chest remained silent, as if she didn't care about anyone from behind, and licked herself... , and even the incense tongue slowly went up, and the illusion of fluttering immortals made Ning Que feel as if he was floating.

Ning Que couldn't help but groan.

When the woman on the other side heard this, her face turned red and she snorted, "Colored embryo, look for death." ”

Rou Yi stretched out, and the black long sword nailed to the crack of the door made a crisp and pleasant sound, as if telepathy, and flew out automatically, and the woman looked at the white sun in front of her... The two lewd people, a black aura on the white jade fingers, and the black long sword in his hand turned into a streamer, shooting directly at the two of them.

Ning Que's complexion changed suddenly, only to realize that the situation was serious, and the black sword seemed to be wrapped in the claws of the nighthawk, stabbing straight at the point.

The woman in front of her was still licking herself, and even biting lightly, a little sour, Ning Que sweated like rain, so exciting, like a surging river, pouring for thousands of miles.

The woman's snake-like hands rushed out, without even looking, swish, between her fingers... Ten cold rays were shot, bang .......

The black sword was blocked, and it shot diagonally above the high hall, penetrating more than a foot, and the sword body shook a few times before stopping.

The bewitching woman who bowed down got up unhurriedly, her cheeks were slightly red, the corners of her mouth were smiling evilly, and her mouth was full of blood, like applying lip grease, so red that it was breathtaking, and even more charming and moving.

Ying Ying smiled and twisted her waist as delicate as a water snake, "Yo Yo Yo, isn't this Ya'er? You are not out on a mission, why did you overturn the vinegar jar here? This will not be your little lover, right?"

This woman with a flower tattoo on her face is the daughter of the lord of the Tai Killing Palace, Mu Fengya, extremely noble, I don't know why, I have an unpleasant relationship with this enchanting woman, so I hate this woman so much.

When Mu Fengya heard this, her face was flushed, and she was playing tricks, which was this romantic female opponent, so she roared angrily: "Yan Ruyu, you shameless widow, you are a lot old, and you still want the old cow to eat tender grass and raise a little white face, and the face of the Taiyi Palace has been lost by you." ”

Yan Ruyu's eyes were cold, but her face was full of indifference, "You stop me from making love with my little brother, don't you want to intervene? ”

Ning Que looked at it, dumbfounded, and secretly said that this woman was really cunning, and dragged herself into the water, so she pretended to be stupid and tender, and that woman was not a fuel-efficient lamp, she was a tigress at first glance, fierce and unprovoked.

Mu Fengya was already a little arrogant, she couldn't see the rumors, let alone the public, she was slandered like this, and the object of the slander was herself, and the raging flames in her chest rushed out of her body, and she ran forward with her teeth and claws.

Yan Ruyu is not so good-looking, the richer the laughter becomes, and she leans towards Ning Que, completely ignoring the undried blood stains on her chest and abdomen.

Mu Fengya dodged, grabbed Yan Ruyu, raised her soft jade hand, and beat her.

Yan Ruyu's smile was a little thicker, a yellow-haired girl, and she wanted to compare with an old fritter who had been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades, she was simply dead to face and suffer, and if she couldn't stand a little anger, she would run away.

Yan Ruyu didn't panic at all, her body was bent and curved, like a snake winding and circling, her body was smeared with grease, extremely slippery, and even hugged Mu Fengya, one soft, one body exchanged, pressed it down, and had a close contact with Ning Que.

Ning Que was secretly refreshed, the fragrant and slippery, and the beautiful scenery made Xiong Genglong on the side drool.

Mu Fengya was like a grasshopper whose tail had been stepped on, and she jumped up violently. Yan Ruyu sneered, stumbled behind her back, hooked Ning Que's legs, and slid her hand under the chair, touching the mechanism.

Before Ning Que could react, his feet were raised high, and then he was pressed inward by a skillful force, and under a clamp, Mu Fengya's horizontal waist was broken, and Gao Fei's body fell down. The mechanism moved again, and the palm of his hand seemed to touch a nail, and he shrank violently, and he grasped it, just holding the flawless body with jade muscles like jade.

What's even more amazing is that Yan Ruyu pursed her lips, her calf hooked back, the chair rolled upside down, and with a bang, Ning Que's buttocks unconsciously flicked up under inertia, and it just so happened that the whole person was about to jump up in pain.

But the beauty on the body is as soft as jade, marshmallow, light and soft, very comfortable, and the flesh brought by the impact of each other... The impact of the body made him sink into a dream, and the body and flesh were connected together without a trace, and he couldn't put it down.

Mu Fengya was also ignorant, she didn't know why this was the case, and she couldn't imagine that she was defiled by such a filthy and filthy and despicable villain, which made her a little broken.

"Yes, it must be the ghost of this ruthless and vicious Yan Ruyu, otherwise how could this be, and this villain, who is sexy, is not a good product at first glance. The anger in my heart exploded like a small universe, and a thunderbolt crackled.

His hands were like drowning people, venting indiscriminately, Ning Que was slapped by the gentle and gentle slapping of his head and face, not only did he not feel pain, but he became hotter and hotter the more he hit.

Moment.

Mu Fengya felt the advancing color embryo, and suddenly checked, and hurriedly dodged, but unexpectedly her waist was clamped, and she became more and more annoyed.

Bang bang.

Ning Que spit out a mouthful of blood, and the blood splash was just aimed at Mu Fengya, and he was sprayed with blood, and his delicate facial features were covered with blood, which had a unique charm.

Mu Fengya felt her legs loosen, but she didn't intend to stop there, the black qi in her hands became a little thicker, and her palms actually attacked Ning Que's face.

The red tide on Ning Que's face instantly stiffened, turned white, and turned miserable.

If this palm goes down, I'm afraid it will be blasted into pulp, and even the amber jade can't be saved. At this moment, he seemed to be a little desperate, powerless, he had no ability to resist, and his hands didn't have time to stop it, could he just die?

Yan Ruyu, who was sneering on one side, had already observed for a long time, and when he saw that he was about to make a fuss, he stretched out one hand, crossed the wrist of the black palm, lifted it up, and the black palm blasted forward.

With a bang, the walls cracked, like a snake that had shed its skin, and the debris and ashes fell off inch by inch, and then collapsed, revealing a large hole in the house, and a cold wind blew.

Ning Que's steaming bones seemed to be soaked in cold ice, and suddenly froze, looking at Mu Fengya, a deep chill enveloped his heart, his feet stepped back, a harrier turned over, flashed aside, silent, his eyes were complicated, I don't know what to do?

Do you want revenge? After all, I'm fine, or I'm too frivolous, and I'm a little sorry. But then I thought about it, if it wasn't for Yan Ruyu just now, I was only afraid of dying on the spot, and I was afraid, and I was afraid of cold sweat on my back.