"Xuan Zhongshi, fortunately."

She is still at a loss, and in the bottom of her heart, the yearning for light is getting stronger and stronger.

Shake.

Moon by month, the sword qi has already covered an area in front of him.

And at the staircase, the light and shadow are blurred, the black is inseparable, and the place leading to the top is the first floor, which is even more like dancing the soul of grievances, crying out for grievances.

The voice of the Moon Chasing Sword was originally loud.

But since the voice of the Sword King began to spread arrogantly, its voice has never appeared.

Jaw Tian closed his eyes and took a rest, and before he could fly to the first floor, he already felt the breath in front of him.

She bore the brunt of the smell of blood.

The smell of blood is a very primitive atmosphere, strong and domineering.

It lingers on the tip of the nose, what does that mean?

In front of Jaw Tian is the unbelievably beautiful young man.

At a glance, she seemed to pass through countless and profound powers, growing under his inky eyes.

Sharpness to the fullest.

He stared at himself, just now, a gaze he didn't know.

His eyes frightened Jawtian.

It's like a black hole, and it's like a well that can't see the bottom at a glance.

I don't know if there is well water to moisten, and the faint shadow is sprinkled, making Jaw Tian believe that his eyes are full of the desperation of the well.

But not ruthlessly for her.

It was as if he had spotted his tentative gaze, and his lips had been stained with a layer of blooming rouge because of blood loss.

She wanted to wipe it off, without a trace.

In an instant, Jaw Tian's eyes were full of gratitude.

"It's good that you're still thinking about me......"

"Let's go."

His expression was changeable—now that there was no wave, a hand suddenly grabbed the hand she had subconsciously placed on top of his head.

A sense of bondage, a chilly chill.

And his hands are extremely white, with a silky jade feeling, without waxing, and appear soft and tough.

The palms of her hands are moist and hot, opposite to her palms, gentle and gentle.

"Blood."

His lips were torn out in an arc, and it was pitch black, and she could see that a narrow slit had been cut on the chest of the young man's ragged clothes, and the blood marks were exposed, and the white cloth was wrapped around it, which was particularly tight.

His expression was also vague, and the shadow shrouded her, and she couldn't see clearly.

In particular, she pressed to stop the bleeding, and was a little domineering, his body was strangled, and the muscles on both sides of the white cloth were clearly higher than the bound circle.

His body is very toned and looks very elastic.

"There's no blood."

She said to herself, her fingertips trembling slightly, and timidly unbuttoned the live buckle on his chest, and found that his knife wound, the wound, had formed a half-coagulated blood scab.

"You're amazing."

She hurriedly reached out.

Rubbed him......

The place where she touched it was the chest that was most tightly bound in the Xuan Middle World, and she probably did it on purpose, and found a dark red circle, which was now slowly stretching as if she had been pardoned.

He is wooden and not good at words.

But the ink color under the eyes is very unreal!

His body trembled slightly, and he didn't know what he was pressing, so he specially hid it, and Jaw Tian was even more curious.

How did he ......

The cold and hard place under her body made her a little unhappy.

Hard?

Her face didn't change, but she had already vaguely guessed something.

Is this him, who has affection for himself? Still standing in front of her, she had some kind of illusion that she didn't blame her.

It can't be raped her, is it?

What is he crazy about?

Her face was easily shaken by his slight stiffness.

Ashamed? Still rejoicing.

"Knead."

"Huh?"

His voice was pure and soft.

Jaw Tian was scared silly, at least she didn't know, such a handsome young man, why did she let her rub him?

And, is it because she strangled him? Did he have muscle necrosis?

"Yes."

She didn't dare to be rash, she wrapped one hand around him, wanting to fix him on the sword, so that she could immediately work less.

Her idea was simple.

But the metaphysical world is not simple.

His heart was full of emotion and fluttering.

Her body is the worst honey.

And he is clumsy, but his movements are crooked!

Inevitably complicated, what he wanted, such as a girl's body, he was enough to take away.

Xuan Zhongshi's next action made Jaw Tian look extremely fragrant!

The young man grabbed the girl's jade hand, and he didn't care whether the girl was left or right - he struggled to make her touch the place where he was strangled.

"Well, why is that?"

Because of the depression, as well as the feeling of clear waves, Jaw Tian raised his head slightly.

She opened her mouth slightly, so that her face was delicate and delicate.

It's a beautiful landscape.

What a splendid being?

Her smile fell into the heart of the Xuan Middle World, but she didn't know how many waterfalls and springs would be stirred up.

"Bump--"

Jaw Tian bit her lower lip and aimed at the young man, and she also obeyed his "order".

However, he is giving himself warmth.

On her body, there was a little bit of blood, and she gently rubbed those strangulation marks, just like just now.

Xuan Zhongshi doesn't know if he laughs or not...... But she didn't dare to look at him anymore, although what she was in front of her was the most beautiful love in the world.

The girl's heart is already unstable.

Her body was crumbling, but her hands were still as steady as a rock.

The heart of the Xuan Middle World is also dependent on her.

There was not the slightest mistake, and Jaw Tian was even more stiff, and the sword flower of the Moon Sword also slowly illuminated the "tunnel" in front of him.

Indeed, here, it is already the border between the first floor and the first floor, a staircase, mottled grayish-white.

Here, faintly visible, the bones are craggy.

But that staircase, if you climb up --

"Fly."

Xuanzhongshi's lips opened slightly, and her voice was faint.

And the next moment, the Moon-Chasing Sword was already like a dragon going out to sea.

"Huh?"

This is what he did, but what he saw was the movement of this sword.

Incredibly smooth movements.

It carries itself and the Middle Ages.

And the staircase, in fact, is not a difficult task, but it has to be tilted and fly to the top.

And the jaw day is also nervous.

The top of the head is a cramped stone top, and I don't know how much blood has been splashed.

The wounds of the Xuan Middle Ages, without further ado--

His self-healing ability is naturally very strong.

The wound on the chest, which has scabbed.

But she still didn't dare, and took it lightly.

As everyone knows, there is no poisoning in the Xuan Middle World.

"You...... Is it a blurry view of things? ”

"You can see it best."

"Is it uncomfortable?"

"I don't know."

His voice was so cold, it brushed the bottom of his heart.

His figure, with deep eyes, seemed to have a determination to disregard himself, but he was very good to her.

The voice is also based on the truth.

But she felt flattered.

The young man's cheeks, which were dyed with a layer of red, looked like two spring flowers, and some of the red blood spurted out of his mouth and slid down to his neck.

It was probably the venom that polluted his mind.