Wanhua smiled and said: "The slave family has shed his clothes and entered the arms of the son, what more blessing does the son want?"

Fang Fan's hands wrapped around Wanhua's snake-like waist, pressed against Wanhua's snow-white neck, and exhaled into the soft earlobe: "This kind of blessing is really unblessed to use your life to get this kind of blessing. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Wanhua shook her waist gently, rubbed Fang Fan's crotch through her clothes, and said, "How many people don't even want their lives in order to get the body of the slave family, and the slave family is really rare for people like Gongzi to spare their lives."

Fang Fan sighed, rubbed his hands on the graceful and smooth fragrant back, and said, "It's a pity that I really don't want to be a short-lived ghost who dies under the peony flower."

Wanhua's movements suddenly stopped, her slender fingers picked up Fang Fan's chin, and gently spit out a mouthful of orchid-like aroma to Fang Fan, and said with a smile: "I'm afraid it's too late for Gongzi to hide."

"Oh?" Fang Fan said strangely: "Why?"

Wanhua approached Fang Fan, gently licked Fang Fan's earlobe, and said softly: "Childe has been poisoned by the slave family's poisonous wine, don't you know?"

"What do you mean?"

Wanhua covered her mouth and chuckled, "Why don't you look at your hands?"

His hands reluctantly left Wanhua's back, and Fang Fan realized that the index finger that had been held by Wanhua in his mouth was black and shiny, and the palm was also covered with black lines, squirming towards his forearm like a living thing.

Fang Fan sighed and said: "I said a long time ago that I have no fortune to enjoy the blessings of Monkey King, and the beauty is just a small grace, so I will even take my life into it."

Wanhua said coldly: "Men are really the same, no matter how much they pretend to be unruly, they will never be able to change your lustful nature."

Fang Fan lowered his head and said, "Yes, I can easily withdraw my hand, but I really can't be ruthless, how many men can be ruthless?"

Wanhua wrapped her arms around Fang Fan's neck, and the two lumps of flesh on her chest pressed against Fang Fan's face, and said, "You are really a heartwarming man, the slave family really can't bear to kill you."

With such a beautiful thing, Fang Fan naturally didn't want to pull his face out, and said in a sullen voice: "Then Wanhua girl, don't kill it, how about you and I stay here together until we are old?"

The two lumps of flesh left Fang Fan's face, Wanhua stared at Fang Fan's face, and said with a smile: "You are really a stupid person, you are still talking such stupid things when you are dying."

Fang Fan's eyes never left the two scarlets, and said, "There are always some things that can never be seen enough, with a beauty in their arms, who doesn't want to live longer?"

Wanhua smiled lightly: "It's a pity that the slave family has stayed under this pool for too long, otherwise, I really want to stay with my son in this uninhabited land."

After speaking, Wanhua really sighed regretfully.

Fang Fan said helplessly: "You know, no one wants to be a wicked person who destroys flowers with spicy hands."

Wanhua said: "So what?"

Fang Fan muttered, "So, I don't want to kill you either."

Wanhua smiled, laughed, and said, "Who do you think you are?"

Fang Fannunu said: "I think, there is no one who knows himself better than me."

Wanhua snorted coldly and said with a straight face: "The name of your poison is Thirteen Breaths, do you know what this means?"

Fang Fan raised his eyebrows and said, "Poisoned to death within thirteen breaths?"

Wanhua sneered.

Fang Fan said: "It seems that I really don't have much to live, is there no antidote to this poison?"

Wanhua still sneered.

"Beauty is really ruthless." Fang Fan said leisurely: "What time is it now?"

Wanhua said coldly: "Ten breaths!"

Fang Fan shut up, but his hands were dishonestly touching Wanhua's body, and Wanhua didn't move, letting Fang Fan's hands play around with him.

It's just the time of three breaths, and naturally it passed in the blink of an eye, but Fang Fan's hand was still strong, still playing with the embarrassing part, Wanhua's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, her eyes widened, and her slender five fingers stabbed Fang Fan's throat like a sword.

Fang Fan smiled coldly, the palm placed under Wanhua's lower abdomen suddenly gushed out a strong internal force, and with a bang, Wanhua was knocked away by a palm, and the white yarn floated away with her, and when she landed, she had already wrapped her sheep fat jade-like **.

Wanhua's face was extremely gloomy, and she said, "No."

Fang Fan sighed: "It really shouldn't be."

His left arm was pitch black, as if it had been coated with ink, and the venom that should have been pouring into his heart stopped only reaching his left shoulder.

Fang Fan said helplessly: "The girl's body is too tempting, she hasn't touched it enough, she really shouldn't leave her arms."

Wanhua's teeth suddenly rang out.

Wanhua shouted angrily: "What the hell is going on with you?!"

Fang Fan said lightly: "My arm is a little different from others."

After saying that, Fang Fan's right hand and fingers were like knives, and in a flash, his left arm was cut off by Qi Gen, and it was incredible that no blood splattered out of the wound, but instead billowing yellow sand poured out of it, and in a moment, another arm was condensed.

Wanhua's eyes widened in disbelief, and she snorted, "This ...... You're ......."

Fang Fan smiled: "Didn't I say it earlier, my arm is different from others."

Wanhua sank her face and said, "You are deliberately playing tricks on me!"

Fang Fan shook his head and said, "I just want to stay with the girl a little longer."

Wanhua said coldly: "Childe is really good."

Fang Fan smiled faintly, but then muttered: "Qing Xiu once told me that you have been killed by Emperor Qingli's living staff, why are you staying here?"

Wanhua sneered: "You can kill me with those two wastes?"

"Oh?" Fang Fan was surprised: "Could it be that the one who died is your stand-in?"

Wanhua looked at Fang Fan's eyes coldly and said, "You like to listen to stories so much?"

Fang Fan smiled and said, "I don't want to be a curious person, but I have a lot of curiosity."

Wanhua also smiled, her smile was like ice, and said, "It's a pity that I'm not a person who likes to tell stories."

With a whoosh, the piano box shot into Wanhua's hand, Wanhua slapped the piano box open with one palm, sat cross-legged on the ground, put the guqin on his lap, and plucked the strings with ten fingers.

Fang Fan was surprised: "Are you still in the mood to play the piano?"

Wanhuajiao smiled: "Not only do I like to play the piano, but also because the sound of the piano can also kill people."

Speaking of the word "killing", Wanhua's aura completely changed, and a heavy killing intent suddenly surged out of her body, and with a bang, it was like a sword shaking in the wind, and an invisible sword qi suddenly shot towards Fang Fan with the sound of the piano.

Fang Fan raised his eyebrows, and immediately took out his sword and stabbed at the invisible sword qi, but the star picking actually passed through the sword qi, and the sharp sword blade still pierced his chest.

Fang Fan's face changed slightly, and at the last moment, his left fist immediately bombarded out, and the air suddenly fluctuated, and a crisp sound like glass bursting sounded in his ears, and the invisible sword qi had been shattered by Fang Fan's punch. (To be continued.) )