Su Li's whole person became anxious.

He didn't want to look back on the painful memories of his dreams again.

But in fact, the immortals were too worried.

The remnants of a dream ** in the two of them are a specially designed mechanism for sending Wuchen in order to achieve their goals.

As long as they intersect in reality, this thing can guide Su Li's glazed jade body to actively absorb the turbidity in the original Wuzheng meridians, so that the realm cultivators can already push open the immortal gate, communicate with the Luan Feng Golden Dragon with a clear physique, and descend the ladder to the sky.

"The Taoist ......"

The remnant of a dream** cannot make people hallucinate almost real, and its only function is to induce**.

Imitating his father's and mother's long-term control over himself and his sister, he studied for many years, and finally mastered such a strange method.

"No."

Su Li's body became weaker and weaker.

All kinds of strength were rampant and domineering in the meridians, even if the natural body of the glazed jade body was full of toughness, such torture made him can't help but let out a painful groan.

"Li'er."

The person behind him suddenly stopped his action of transmitting true qi to regulate the meridians.

"I miss you so much."

The breath sprayed on the side of his ears was a little hot, and Su Li's body couldn't help but tremble:

"You? What the hell is going on? ”

blurted out the identity in the dream!

Could it be that I am the only one who is awake at this moment, who has no power to resist?

Even if you are really beastly and want to brew my sauce, wait until I am well, okay?

"The immortal vomits blood from internal injuries, and is not suitable for any strenuous exercise. Dao Chief, you, Dao Chief"

Su Li's voice stopped suddenly.

"Woooooo

This guy actually stuffed three fingers directly into his mouth!

At this time, the immortal still had blood in the depths of his throat.

Therefore, Yuan Wuzheng is quite nostalgic for the sticky and slippery feeling.

The smooth fingertips pressed the root of the tongue and kneaded back and forth, Su Li only felt that it was difficult to breathe, his chest was stuffy, and there were faint signs of blackening in front of his eyes.

"Hmm, no"

My body really can't bear it.

Immortals know better than anyone.

However, the control of Yimeng** is too strong.

Coupled with the fact that both of them had used the substance, it was like an addiction, making it more difficult to resist.

Therefore......

"Hmm"

In the end, ** gained the upper hand.

Su Li muttered painfully and happily, and his clear voice was dyed with a sticky color because of the lingering compassion.

Although it is not as delicate as a woman, it has a little more meaning of submission after all, and in the original Wuzheng, the voice of the immortal is a real immortal sound.

"It feels really different to the touch."

Yuan Wuzheng, who was affected by a dream**, said meat words more slippery than Su Li:

"Slippery, soft, bouncy can I take a bite?"

Sparing the immortal's lips and tongue, the Dao Chang's ten fingers flexibly untied his belt and threw aside the thing that was in the way.

"No, you can't."

Su Li was already very uncomfortable.

His internal injuries not only did not get better, but showed a tendency to become more and more serious.

Now it is called Yuan Wuzheng's tossing back and forth, and he is even more in a state of not being able to go up or down, saying that it hurts and hurts, and that it is sweet and sweet, and he doesn't know whether he is in heaven or hell.

"But I want to make sure I don't leave a tooth mark, okay?"

Starting with the delicate collarbone, the vivid rose is connected with light pink.

The Taoist did keep his promise.

He didn't leave any tooth marks, but on the body of the immortal's ice muscle and jade bones, patches of national color and heavenly fragrance were painted.