"My brother isn't dead?" Tears still hung on his cheeks, Xinhu's eyes were dull, and he looked even more stupid.

"But...... Maybe it's almost ......" Looking at Xinhu's appearance, Qin Wuyan's evil face was close to her, and the corners of his lips smiled coldly.

Xinhu was still immersed in the mood of great sorrow and joy, and hung on him completely forgetful, and was stabbed by Qin Wuyan's words, and the arm that Deng Shi hooked loosened, and his body slid down.

Qin Wuyan took advantage of the situation and picked it up and held it up.

"Don't ......" Xinhu frowned, his expression struggling.

"Don't want anything?" His hand pinched her soft buttocks.

"Don't kill my brother." Xinhu bit his lip and resisted the urge to beat him, his voice full of pleading.

"What do you think is in my favor to keep him? Or rather...... Why are you begging me, huh? Qin Wuyan raised his eyebrows, and a fierce color flashed in his eyes.

Xinhu staggered his cold gaze, her chin was silent, and after a long time, she spoke again.

"If you kill him, it won't do you any good, will it?"

"Moreover, he is the great disciple of our second sect, if you kill him, Master will not let you go. Based on these concerns, you didn't kill him right away, did you? Xinhu calmed down and calmly analyzed and refuted.

Hearing this, Qin Wuyan's thin lips pursed slightly, and his expression seemed to be smiling.

"Yes, you're smart."

"But...... Let him go, I'll have to get some good. ”

In an instant, Xinhu's waist was strangled by him, and the sudden huge pressure made her mind grabbed, and she couldn't return to her senses, and her lips were blocked by his thin lips.

Xinhu snorted instinctively, opened slightly, and the tongue probed into her mouth forcefully and brutally, searching unscrupulously, and all her breath was taken away.

In the dark, she was already on his lap, and he hugged her waist and kissed her very comfortably.

Thin lips swirled around hers, warm and soft to the touch, sometimes hurried and sometimes slow, unhurried, like a hunter sorting out his prey, gradually tightening the ropes, becoming more and more powerful.

The hot breath, the breath became heavier, and the cold taste of him that lingered before the end of his nose became more and more intense.

His kiss was like a big net full of tension, wrapping her hood in it, and his heart gradually became like thousands of colorful butterflies fluttering their wings, butterfly wings flying, the sound of fluttering, the soft tongue, like silk satin.

Xinhu was like being poisoned, his tongue was numb, his eyelashes trembled, and he couldn't resist it......

If a puddle of spring water is about to melt and disappear, her green silk spreads out, her black hair ends flutter in the air, the little rabbit flutters in her heart, and her heartbeat is so irritable that it makes people panic and palpitate.

Falling, falling, ecstasy, but, panic unexpectedly, Xinhu suddenly began to struggle violently, slapped his back, and she was about to suffocate to death!

The moment he found her struggling, Qin Wuyan let go of her.

For a while, there was silence in the carriage, silent, Xinhu clutched the placket of his clothes, his chest rose and fell violently, and both of them were trying to calm their breathing.

At that moment, the axles of the wheels creaked and the moving carriage stopped.

"Tell the sect master, we have arrived at the Dragon Shadow Altar, and the right protector and the hall master have led the disciples out to greet us." There was a report from outside.

"Okay, let them wait first."

"This is a branch of the Demon Cult, let's rest for two days before leaving."

Qin Wuyan explained, looked at Heart Lake again, and lifted the curtain to go down alone.

"Take Miss Tang to the guest room to rest."

"Yes, Master!"

Several female believers got into the car, and with quick movements, blindfolded Xinhu with a silk scarf, took her out of the car, and helped her all the way, and after a few turns, she was taken into a room.

The silk scarf was taken down, and a woman wearing a goose yellow Luo skirt and a beautiful appearance said to Xinhu in a gentle tone.

"Miss Tang, the sect leader has ordered the girl to rest in this room, and she is not allowed to go out at will during the period, if the girl has any needs, you can order us at any time." When she had finished speaking, she stepped aside and stood.

Xinhu raised his eyes and looked at the two rows of guards and a number of female disciples standing on the left and right in the room, and the originally spacious space was filled with these people.

"You ...... Why don't you go out? Realizing something, Xinhu suddenly felt both powerless and helpless.

"Back to Miss Tang, the sect leader has ordered us to protect the girl closely, if the girl is a little wrong, we can't explain it, please forgive the girl." One of the guards replied with a grim and polite expression.

Rely on it! Is this protection or 360-degree surveillance without dead ends, is it too high to see her Tang Xinhu's ability? Do you want to use this kind of super high defensive equipment?

Xinhu stroked his forehead and sighed, how can Nima rest when she is so lively...... Play with me?

"Can you get a few out of here? You're all huddled here, I'm having trouble breathing......" Xinhu tugged at his collar and held his breath, pretending to be in pain.

Seeing this, a group of people in the room looked at each other, and several female disciples wanted to come forward to take a look.

"Don't, don't come here!" Heartlake reached out to stop it.

"You, you, you, and you, you guys stand outside!!" Xinhu became angry, clicked his index finger a few times at random, stroked his chest and took a deep breath, as if he was about to vomit.

Suddenly, a secret voice came into her mind.

"Senior Sister!!"