Are you satisfied?

The torture of 30,000 years of reincarnation is indeed very cruel.

The enforcement of hurting your sister again and again, the immortal can't help but grieve for you.

But those things are not a reason for you to meddle in the relationship between me and Yuan Wu.

Where am he and I going, how to choose, love or not, conform to the mandate of heaven or disobey the mandate of heaven, everything is our own business.

But you......

He even let him personally defile my near-immortal body!

Next, the cultivator will be injured and injured, and the dilapidated immortal will henceforth hold a grudge against the Dao Master, either killing him or never seeing him.

Is this your plan to solve the love calamity?

In the end, the lonely Yuan Wuzheng could only choose to conform to the destiny of heaven, forget his feelings for the common people, and lead the qi of the upper realm into the mundane, so as to save this world that was about to perish due to the exhaustion of spiritual energy.

Amusing.

Su Li screamed in pain.

He was pinched by the waist of the Taoist on his body, turned over, and crouched on the cold stone.

Foreign objects can't hurt the glass jade body of the immortal, so in addition to rubbing the gorgeous body and the red one makes Yuan Wuzheng more impulsive, this posture is a better experience for the two of them.

The immortal's legs were no longer pushed to his shoulders and squeezed, and much of the pain was reduced.

The strength of the Taoist waist can be conquered more casually, adding a lot of passion.

It's a long entanglement with no end in sight.

Su Li endured it silently, and even recited scriptures that symbolized forgiveness in his heart, in order to eliminate the rejection and resentment of the people on his body.

He can't do that.

A proud immortal may fall in the hands of a mortal once, but it is impossible for him to jump into it a second time knowing that it is dangerous.

"Dao Chief, when you wake up, I'm afraid you will owe me a lot."

Guilt is a weapon.

A large part of Su Li's forbearance comes from retreating as advancing.

He wants to use this kind of emotion to force the original to compromise and make concessions, and finally fall into the woven inescapable love network, which becomes a hunter's meal.

……

When he woke up again, the immortal was already in the Five-Colored Cloud City.

That......

He couldn't remember.

I don't know how many times it has passed, even with the strong recovery power of the glass immortal body, Su Li still fainted from exhaustion and was unconscious.

Actually, that's fine.

His love affair between men and men only comes from a superficial understanding of literary and artistic works.

If you really stay awake until afterwards, in an unimaginable position, open and close, overflow......

Ahem.

Su Li hurriedly stopped imagining.

"You...... Awake? ”

The quilt slipped off his shoulders.

The action of the immortal getting up was pressed by Yuan Wuzheng:

"Don't move, the injury isn't healed yet."

The pain between his legs came clearly, and Su Li's face turned red, and he instantly understood what the so-called "injury" was.

It's so ruthless!

It has reached the point where the glazed jade body can't be relieved!

If I hadn't fainted, wouldn't I have died under you?

"When did you bring me back?"

Staring at the straight color, the immortal tried to relieve the embarrassment with a serious expression.

"The effects of a dream disappear."

"Oh......"

You're done with a bang.

Su Lis understood.

The immortal's excessively revealing expression made Yuan Wuzheng very uncomfortable.

He felt like the ones he often sang in his dreams...... Pull out the ruthless white-eyed wolf and the negative man.

"This thing"

The Taoist was just about to apologize, but saw Su Li shake his head lightly and said:

"There is no dispute, from the moment I lay down, something is doomed."