Hearing Jun Mochen's words, Su Qingrou couldn't help but be stunned, and then looked at the young man's clear eyes, and couldn't help but blush his face.

"Hmm. ”

Su gently curled his head, and suddenly, looking at Jun Mochen who was close at hand, he said softly, "You lower your head a little." ”

"Huh?"

Jun Mochen's eyes suddenly had a hint of hesitation.

But.

still slowly lowered under the expectant gaze of the other party.

The corners of Su's soft mouth hooked up a smile, and then, with a slight touch of her toes, the red lips were attached to the young man's faint thin lips.

The sudden attack of the soft fragrance made Jun Mochen's whole person stunned, and Su Qingrou raised his arm, hooked Jun Mochen's neck, and clumsily probed the clove tongue into the slightly cold teeth of the young man.

Feeling the softness of the shop, Jun Mochen's breath suddenly sank slightly, and he pulled it into his arms fiercely.

He held his waist in one hand and his head in the other, and fiercely covered his warm and fiery lips on the delicate sweetness like jelly.

This is not the first kiss between the two, but it is the deepest kiss.

Jun Mochen presumptuously plundered between the other party's lips and teeth, and gently nibbled on the other party's two pieces of fragrant softness with his teeth, as if he wanted to imprint all the other party's breath into his soul.

For a long time, the lips parted.

Su Qingrou only felt that she was about to lose her breath, and the whole person was paralyzed in Jun Mochen's arms, looking at Jun Mochen in front of her with silky eyes.

"Now, are you my person?" Jun Mochen looked at Su Gentle in his arms, and he also moved for a while, and even chuckled.

"Who knows your people......"

Su lightly and angrily slapped Jun Mochen's chest lightly with her small fist, but at this time, she was numb, and this punch was no different from tickling.

"Then I'll do it again. ”

"What?" Su Qingrou was slightly stunned for a moment.

"Of course, it's a kiss until you agree to ......" Immediately, Jun Mochen bowed his head again.

It was another meaningful kiss, and in the end, under Su's gentle begging for mercy, Jun Mochen could be regarded as letting go of this little girl.

"How can you let me see people like this!" Su gently rubbed her red and swollen lips with some annoyance, and couldn't help glaring at Jun Mochen.

"Then bring a veil. ”

Jun Mochen casually recognized a white veil that he didn't know where it came from.

Su Qingrou was stunned for a moment, and then subconsciously asked, "Where did you get the veil?"

"Huh?"

Jun Mochen was also slightly stunned when asked, and even if he thought about it, it seemed that this veil was brought from Leng Wushuang last time......

"Fuck me!"

Thinking of this, Jun Mochen glared, and even wanted to take the veil back.

However, after Su took it gently, he sniffed it lightly between his snorts, and the next moment, his face sank, and his eyes glared at Jun Mochen gloomily: "Say, where did this veil come from?"

"Forehead ......"

Jun Mochen couldn't help but touch his head, and he was a little embarrassed for a while. He couldn't say that this was the last time he teased Leng Wushuang, right?

"Oh! I remember, it's the moon tide. ”

Suddenly, Jun Mochen thought of something, and hurriedly pretended to be calm and said.

"Really?"

Su Qingrou looked at Jun Mochen with a little disbelief, and a touch of oh was busy in her beautiful eyes.

"Of course. ”

Jun Mochen nodded, his desire to survive was extremely strong, and when he saw what the other party wanted to say, his expression suddenly sank, and he looked at Su Qingrou and raised his eyebrows: "What's the matter?"

"No, no ......"

Su shook her head gently.

"Alright, don't worry about this, let's go out first. Jun Mochen also knew that he was temporarily safe, so he turned away from the topic.

However, in his heart, he secretly thought that when he went out, he must first talk to the Yuexi girl, otherwise, it would be cold......

Su Qingrou also suppressed a trace of doubt in her heart, turned her head slightly, and obediently followed Jun Mochen out of this space.

It's not that the two of them don't want to continue to break through, you know, the next layer is the seventh layer, and on average, everyone can get seven spirit martial crystals!

However, now that they are all so tired from this sixth layer, they are almost cold, and the opponents in this seventh layer are each of the three primordial realm sixfold spirit martial beasts......

Jun Mochen and Su Qingrou both felt that it was better to live longer, and they didn't want to be abused.

The two stepped into the teleportation array, Jun Mochen suddenly squinted, and looked at a stone room that appeared in front of him with some curiosity: "Is this the so-called cultivation room?"

This stone chamber is roughly twenty or thirty square meters in size, and in that stone chamber there are two platforms that are not too big or small, about three or four inches above the ground.

"There is a protruding dragon head on top of this, just put your Lingwu Crystal into the dragon's mouth. ”

Probably a little unhappy because of the red and swollen lips kissed by Jun Mochen, Su Qingrou just reminded him softly and directly climbed one of the high platforms.

Airplanes!

As the Lingwu spar was put in, beams of light suddenly appeared on the high platform, turning into a semicircular film of light that wrapped her in it.

And in that light film, there was a layer of true qi condensed into atomization that emerged, constantly pouring into Su Qingrou's body.

"This Nizi. ”

Seeing the other party's slight 'revenge' move, Jun Mochen couldn't help but chuckle, and then licked his lips, and jumped onto the high platform, with a dragon head protrusion about the size of a palm in front of him.

"Sure enough, it's a bit wonderful, since that's the case, let me see how much benefit it can bring me!" Jun Mochen flipped his big hand, put Long Yuan into the spirit ring, and then sat down cross-legged.

Sitting on this stone bed, Jun Mochen suddenly felt a faint burning sensation surge, Jun Mochen exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, and then waved his hand.

More than a dozen Lingwu spars were suddenly thrown into the dragon head by him, only to hear a subtle 'click' sound, and in an instant, the dragon head engulfed the spar, and then spit out a milky white mist.

This is the true qi that condenses into an aerosol form!

Feeling this fluctuation, Jun Mochen also immediately closed his eyes, and his hands formed a qi induction seal, as if an old monk had entered a meditation, motionless, and entered the cultivation.

And as Jun Mochen and Su Qingrou entered the cultivation one after another, the stone room also fell into silence, and the two sat cross-legged, constantly absorbing the essence spiritual power spewed out by the dragon's head.

In the slightly dark stone room, only the slight and steady breathing of the two of them continued to echo.

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