A soft arm stretched out, and Jing Mohao lowered his eyes slightly.

Queen Zixia glanced at the scene below, and hooked the corners of her lips, "My sweetheart, you see how happy they are~ Isn't it time for us to get into the theme?" ”

Jing Mohao chuckled, "Of course." ”

The finger touched a hard cuff, silently poked out the needle, and raised it with one hand, raising the woman's skirt loudly, setting off a wave of purple wind, revealing a white **.

The commotion in the audience was stopped by this uproar, and all eyes focused on the hall, the two highest status dramas.

Jing Mohao's fingertips touched the woman's thighs and gradually reached inward.

Queen Zixia directly spread her legs, raised her head slightly, and let out a coquettish moan, seducing the man's hormones to explore deeper.

Jing Mohao leaned forward slightly, the corners of his lips were close to the woman's slender neck, with the man's warm snort, pulling the secret desire in the woman's heart, closing his eyes slightly, feeling the man's teasing caress.

Suddenly, the tip of the needle pierced the air, and the purple-red liquid spurted out and splashed down on the woman's most intimate place.

The area where the sky and the sea meet, a gap is torn apart, the picture scroll of the sky is closed, and the waves carry the seabed to the primitive hometown, leaving only the vulgarity and vicissitudes of Pangu when he opened the world.

There is no pain and no itching, I just feel that the cool breeze fills the heart with the rising temperature, and the skin that can be broken by blowing is melted away inch by inch, turning into deep ravines, embedded in the sagging old skin.

The inverted triangular eyes were sunken in the bones, the slightly collapsed bridge of the nose was spotted, and the shriveled cheeks pulled the lips bloodless, like a skeleton attached to a human skin.

Jing Mohao quickly withdrew, exposing Queen Zixia's true face to everyone without omission.

After a long silence, an earth-shattering howl from the crowd pierced the stagnant air, instantly pulling back the souls of all the people who had fled. Return to the flesh.

After being sure again and again, I dared to believe that it was really not my own dazzle, it was Queen Zixia who had indeed changed.

Almost at the same time, she decided that the current Queen Zixia was her true appearance.

After all, this peak of Zixia has existed for at least a few decades, how can there be a person in this world who is eternally young, it must be some kind of magic or some kind of trick.

It's just that I didn't expect that the true appearance of this Zixia Queen was a hundred times uglier than ordinary people, so ugly that monsters would avoid it.

Is it worth it to think that people like myself are either jealous for such an old woman just to be greedy for a night, or for the ridiculous remarks of such an old woman, and defend it for half a life? Is it disgusting? Is it scary? Regret it?

What's the use of regretting, half of my life has been deceived by this woman's disguise!

Feeling that the man on her body was gone, Queen Zixia opened her eyes suddenly, only to see that the man had already left the bench and stood five steps away from her, looking at her with a cold face.

"What are you doing running so far..."

As soon as the words came out, Queen Zixia suddenly covered her throat.

All the disguise was gone, and even the patches on her vocal cords had been removed, giving her the voice that years had left her.

Feeling the skin on her neck that was no longer tight, Queen Zixia looked at her hands in a panic, like a handful of withered yellow leaves, already old.