Chapter 847: Qing Leng Master and Peach Blossom Demon Apprentice (50)

Yun Zheng said in a cold tone: "The person who is my partner is you, what do you have to do with the people of the world?" ”

Fenghua: "......"

It makes sense, but I'm speechless.

Yun Zheng continued: "Furthermore, the deity has never been a person who follows secular rituals, if they dare to chew their tongue or object, they first ask the deity if the sword in his hand disagrees! ”

The tone is the arrogance and arrogance of the monk of the Transformation Period and the first person in the Immortal Sect.

However, Yun Zheng has such capital.

From his point of view, others will only think that it is a matter of course, and it will not make people feel arrogant.

Fenghua's delicate eyebrows slowly curved, and the red lips outlined a curvature, "That's right." ”

Yun Zheng saw Fenghua bend out a smile, and on his cold and noble face, the slender and red lips hooked, and said a love word for the first time......

"A teacher for one day, a husband for life."

"As long as Yao'er is willing to be with me and become a partner, although the world abandons me, I will still go."

The palace lanterns are no outsiders in the Guan Ju Palace, the night is more gentle than the spring breeze, and it is a serious love story.

The girl bent her lips, suddenly stood on tiptoe, kissed the thin lips of the white-clothed Immortal Venerable, and said with a gorgeous and low-spirited smile: "Master Venerable is so powerful, the double cultivation ceremony cannot be held for a while, but ...... Double Major? ”

“……”

Yun Zheng was stunned on the spot.

The second gaffe is here.

For the first time, it was naturally the mountain behind Qingyun Peak......

Both times it was her.

Yun Zheng's dark and cold pupils rolled in ink, and in the white placket, the elegant Adam's apple rolled, "You ...... you"

"Don't want to?" She kissed and wanted to leave, "Then forget it." ”

In the next second, he was hugged by Yun Zheng's waist, he hoarsely said in a cold and beautiful voice, there seemed to be flames jumping in his eyes, and he asked in a very low voice: "...... May I? ”

Fenghua didn't speak, tilted his head slightly and bit his white and delicate chin.

Tell him by action -

OK.

The bed in Guan Ju Palace is very large, not as good as the girl who has faded her clothes against the thousand-year-old ice bed of Qingyun Cave Mansion, which exudes a faint blue light, and her delicate skin is as white as jade.

However, the bed was full of gold brocade and silk silk, and the naked and graceful girl was lying on it, just like the pampered boudoir lady of the rich and noble families in the world, with fine skin and tender meat, and vivid color.

Yun Zheng's eyes were deep and bright.

The first time they were, because he went mad, the picture in his memory was not clear, and he was not even as good as he is now...... I've seen her.

The little girl who used to be young and immature, after a one-night stand, became a woman who seemed to be ripe, just waiting for someone to pick quietly.

Xian Yan's full softness, beautiful white and tender waistline, slender white and slender legs, from head to toe including hair, fell in Yun Zheng's eyes, all of which were full of temptation.

A silent invitation.

Yun Zheng's throat rolled, and he lowered his head and touched her with his lips, as she usually did when she kissed him.

The skills are green and foamy, but inexplicably with a little astringency and restlessness.

His hands were slightly cool.

The plain white delicate ivory-like palm gently touched the girl's fine white porcelain-like skin, and the touch was so delicate and wonderful.

Then, no longer satisfied with just a gentle touch, greedily touched.

From the full softness of Xianyan to the beautiful white and tender waistline, it ignites this ambiguous flame in the night that is gentler than the spring breeze.