Resisting the impulse in her heart, Yan Rong hugged Xinghuan's head tightly and sighed lightly: "No." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Xinghuan's lips moved to the small ear, as if muttering, "Don't you want to be a master?" ”

Yan Rong groaned weakly and gasped, "Don't say it again." ”

She can't be sorry for her husband, although the two only have the name of husband and wife, and there is no husband and wife...

Xinghuan was already impatient, and said, "Just once." ”

Yan Rong closed her eyes tightly, shook her head slightly and struggled.

Her sanity was gradually disappearing, and she could hardly help nodding her head in agreement, driven by desire.

In the past three days, although the poison of lust in her body has stabilized, her heart has become more and more empty and lonely.

For decades, she has never experienced the taste of male and female love, and now, her inner persistence has begun to slowly collapse, especially at this moment, in the face of the inducement of Xinghuan, it is even more collapsed.

"If you don't want me to die, promise me, don't..."

After trying to finish this sentence, Yan Rong's reason was completely overwhelmed by lust, and she let Xinghuan act recklessly.

The gloomy sky finally ended, and the rain poured down, washing the world.

Inside the carriage, a sigh drifted out and disappeared into the sound of rain.

Impulsiveness is the devil.

This time the two held on, so what about next time?

The carriage started slowly, and the old coachman was dressed in a robe, and his long whip was raised.

"Zhang Yang is out of the valley... Zhang Yang is out of the valley..."

Suddenly, a man on a fast horse passed by the carriage, galloping in the rain and shouting.

In an instant, countless figures shot out of the restaurant or from the courtyard, and disappeared into the heavy rain.

The direction they were going was the same direction that the man on the fast horse had come.

Seven days later, it finally came out.

In the carriage, Xinghuan and Yan Rong were tightly entangled, a charming color.

Soon, the carriage left the city gates.

"Go to the Valley of Despair."

The long whip in the old coachman's hand drove the horse to change direction.

In the heavy rain, countless people flocked to the Valley of Despair, and they had already decided to take a foot in the foot, or fish in troubled waters.

The Valley of Despair wasn't far from town, but it was too late by the time the carriage arrived.

Outside the valley, the wind is calm and uninhabited; The thick fog that permeated the mouth of the valley still remained, showing no sign of being dispersed by the heavy rain.

The carriage was far away in the woods.

Lifting the curtains, a blast of cold air rushed to his face, dispelling some of the impulses in Xinghuan's heart.

While playing with the delicate body in his arms, he carefully observed the thick fog in the distance, but the heavy rain blocked his vision, and it was not clear to see.

He was not interested in Zhang Yang's traces at all, he was more concerned about the strange fog.

After thinking about it, Xinghuan said, "Go to the valley mouth." ”

The driver hesitated, but finally drove on.

Soon, the carriage stopped in front of the fog.

There was not the slightest movement in the mist, and there were countless corpses and traces of battles around, and there were no guards left behind.

Holding the disheveled Yan Rong in her arms, Xinghuan floated down and appeared outside the carriage, in front of the fog.

Under the invasion of coldness, Yan Rong regained a trace of her senses.

She looked around in confusion and said, "Where is this?" ”

Xinghuan smiled and said, "Outside the Valley of Despair." ”

Yan Rong let out a soft "um" and continued to close her eyes and fall silent in lust.

The rain soaked the thin dresses of the two, which was very tempting.

There was still some distance between the carriage and the two, and the rain was heavy, so Xinghuan was not worried at all and didn't care.

With a few probes, he reached into the mist.

He wondered if the fog could work for him, not recklessly, but confidence in his own physique.

There are too many "things" in him......

It turned out what he thought, and the fog did not work for him in the slightest.

A gust of wind blew, the mist dissipated slightly, and inevitably, Yan Rong was also contaminated with a wisp of mist.

As he expected, for Yan Rong, who also had a special physique, this mist also had no effect.

So Xinghuan no longer hesitated, and walked into the fog with Yan Rong in his arms.

The fog is so thick that it makes people feel as if they are in a white glow and lose their way.

In perception, there is no breath of any living thing.

After a pause, Xinghuan curtsied and saw what was at his feet.

It's a purple flower, it's beautiful, it's bewitching.

Love Flowers!

After a pause, Xinghuan plucked the love flower, intending to take a closer look.

Who knew that after leaving the soil, the flower suddenly began to wither rapidly, and soon became powder.

With a muffled snort, Yan Rong fainted temporarily, and didn't wake up completely until a long time later.

As soon as the internal force turned, the clothes on the two of them gradually became dry.

After tidying up her dress, Yan Rong glanced at Xinghuan angrily.

Under Xinghuan's intention, her lust was released quickly this time.

"Where is this?" Yan Rongliu's eyebrows frowned slightly.

"In the mist of the Valley of Despair." Xinghuan smiled.

Yan Rong closed her eyes and felt it for a moment, then said thoughtfully: "I didn't expect this kind of benefit." ”

Xinghuan nodded and said, "Go back." ”

Yan Rong was puzzled.

Xinghuan didn't explain much.

The answer he wanted was already there, and unfortunately, he couldn't take advantage of this fog.

Originally, he planned to use the method of condensing essence blood with the transformation method of the wine immortal to see if he could condense this mist into poisonous water that could be preserved, but there was no doubt that he failed.

With the understanding of the fairy in wine, Xinghuan has mastered a lot more skills.

Just like he can absorb water from the air around him at any time and convert it into internal force, it is very convenient.

It's just that the efficiency of this transformation is very low, and it is entirely focused on accumulation.

If it's raining, this conversion efficiency will be very high.

Now his body is completely a bottomless pit, and the internal force accumulated these days is like an ocean, inexhaustible.

There is naturally water in the mist, but unfortunately, for some reason, he can neither convert internal force nor condense poisonous water.

I have to say, it's a pity.

This method is feasible, but Xinghuan always feels that there is a key missing.

What it was, he never figured out.

With the perception of the spirit, the disorienting effect brought by the fog had no effect on Xinghuan.

The rain was so loud that even the fog could not prevent the rain from penetrating.

Suddenly, Xinghuan sensed that there were three people passing not far away.

The footsteps were very small, completely muffled by the sound of rain, and Yan Rong held Xinghuan without noticing it at all.

With a slow footstep, Xinghuan followed the three people.

Yan Rong thought about him.

Xinghuan shook his head slightly, and said in his ear: "Someone." ”

Yan Rong's expression was solemn and she tapped her chin.

She had already heard about Zhang Yang, so now she naturally knew the situation in this desperate valley, and it was not an exaggeration to say that there was a lot of danger here.

Sometimes it's always right to be careful.

For Xinghuan and Yan Rong, the three people walking in front of them didn't notice anything.

The visibility of the white fog was too low, especially because of the rain, and it was much thicker than usual.

Soon, the two came to the edge of the fog one after the other.

The three people in the march paused and seemed to stop.

Xinghuan hugged Yan Rong and also quietly stopped not far away.

A moment later, a faint voice sounded in the ears of the two.

"Someone... Carriage... Old man..."