After running for more than ten miles in a daze, Zhu Ruo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw a water tank next to the woods. He was so deflated that his feet were weak at the moment, and he sat on the ground, and Luo Xiaoyi, who was unconscious, also rolled to the grass.

Fighting his spirit, Zhu Ruo sprinkled Luo Xiaoyi's wound with a little wound medicine he had with him, and then bandaged it with linen. Seeing that the blood was no longer flowing, he reached out to Luo Xiaoyi's pulse.

Well, although the pulse is weak, it is still stable, and it seems that there is no danger to life. He let out a long breath and sat up, concentrating on his tumbling qi and blood.

The Thousand-Faced Demon Killer had been seriously injured, and the twelve deacons in Tsing Yi he had brought with him had all been killed. At this moment, those people from the White-clothed Sect would no longer search for the two of them on a large scale, which was also the reason why Zhu Ruo rested peacefully as soon as he ran out of the woods.

Three hours later, Zhu Ruo, who had recovered half of his energy, opened his eyes. At this time, it was already night, and the round moon hung on the treetops, illuminating the earth in a silvery white.

Picking up Luo Xiaoyi, Zhu Ruo strode towards Shui Tan. Luo Xiaoyi, who was in a coma, pouted, and his delicate facial features were a little silly, not at all like his usual elf and eccentric appearance.

Walking into the water tank, Zhu Ruo laid him flat on a boulder next to the pool. Luoyang City in the past two days was particularly lively, and heroes from all walks of life gathered here to prepare to participate in the martial arts conference. The Qianli Xiang restaurant is also mixed with dragons and snakes. Zhu Ruo and Luo Xiaoyi didn't want to attract attention, so they prepared to disappear the traces of the fight here, and then sneak back to the inn at night.

Zhu Ruo stretched out his hand and tore Luo Xiaoyi's injured side of his shirt. "Zi-" There was a sound, and with the sound of the fabric cracking, a piece of jade white and smooth skin imprinted into Zhu Ruo's eyes.

Zhu Ruo was stunned for a moment, and suddenly his heart jumped.

He looked blankly at Luo Xiaoyi, who was hiding in front of him, as delicate as jade, and his outstretched hand was trembling slightly. The corners of his mouth turned upward, and he whispered to the person on the stone: "Luo Xiaoyi, you shouldn't be able to escape this time, right?" ”

The exposed shoulders glowed with a glowing jade light in the moonlight, and Zhu Ruo's Adam's apple moved, and his thick knuckles made several circles along his bare shoulders. The skin under his fingers was slightly hot, and with his touch, a wonderful throbbing welled up in his heart. Zhu Ruo's first generation printed his lips on the jade shoulder.

Thin lips swam over her shoulders. With this touch, Zhu Ruo clearly felt that between his lips and teeth, he felt a faint fragrance.

The fragrance made his heart thump.

Unconsciously, Zhu Ruo hugged Luo Xiaoyi's whole person into his arms, and his lips had slowly moved from the jade shoulders to the pointed jade white chin.

As soon as the tongue is extended, a fishy smell seeps into the mouth. Zhu Ruo frowned and looked at the mud on Luo Xiaoyi's face and the blood stains on his chin. Hurriedly ripped off a corner of his clothes, dipped it in some water, and carefully wiped it on his face.

After wiping it a few times, Zhu Ruo's movements were stunned, and the fabric he was holding in his hand loosened and fell to the water.

Under the moonlight, an extremely delicate little face appeared in front of Zhu Ruo's eyes. The skin of this little face was as white as jade, with a faint flush. Under the willow eyebrows, the long eyelashes fanned from time to time, the small bridge of the nose stood upright, and the cherry lips were a little pale because of blood loss.

This face still belongs to Luo Xiaoyi's face, and the facial features are not much different from what I have seen in ordinary times. What is different from the usual is that this little face has a little more indescribable charm from every skin and bones. It is this style that cannot be described in words, and in an instant, Luo Xiaoyi, who is just a beautiful girl, has become a stunning beauty.

The thick knuckles slowly touched her lips, and Zhu Ruo's Adam's apple moved again. The fingers stroked the cheeks, slowly wandering between the jade nose and the eyebrows.

For a while, Zhu Ruo seemed to be drunk, and the villain in front of him seemed to make him never get tired of looking at it.

For a long time, a low sigh drifted in the night wind. As soon as the sigh fell, Zhu Ruo's head lowered, and the thin lips were printed with the small cherry lips.

Gently sketching the outline of Sakura's lips with his tongue, feeling the fragrant breath spit out between his lips and nose, Zhu Ruo's hands hugged him, making Luo Xiaoyi snuggle up to him a little tighter.

took turns sucking on two small cherry lips, and gradually, a layer of fog appeared in Zhu Ruo's eyes. As his Adam's apple rolled faster, Zhu Ruo's tongue slowly squeezed towards the closed teeth.

Luo Xiaoyi bit very tightly, and Zhu Ruo's soft tongue didn't break into the door even after squeezing it a few times. He patiently moved up and down the teeth, and after a while, his mouth finally left Luo Xiaoyi's small mouth and took it to his chin.

After gently biting the white and tender pointed chin, leaving a few pink kiss marks on it, Zhu Ruo kissed his small mouth again.

This time, the tongue finally squeezes open the teeth and sticks deep into the mouth. As a fragrant breath poured into his nose, in his small mouth, Zhu Ruo, who was playing with Luo Xiaoyi's tongue, let out a few low, joyful sighs from his throat.

The tongue probed into Luo Xiaoyi's mouth, probing into each of his secret places. Gradually, Zhu Ruo's heart beat violently, and a familiar throbbing came from his lower abdomen, and at the same time, his breathing turned heavy.

The right hand holding Luo Xiaoyi's waist stretched out and unconsciously touched it inside along the collar. After only touching it twice, the small mouth under the lips suddenly let out a painful snort: "It hurts!" ”

Zhu Ruo was startled, and looked up at Luo Xiaoyi's distorted little face, as well as the tears oozing from the corners of his eyes. Suddenly I thought: How did I forget that he was injured?

Suddenly, the desire quickly disappeared, and Zhu Ruo hurriedly straightened his back and looked at Luo Xiaoyi's chest.

Outside the cloth wrapped around his chest, there was a faint blood oozing out. Zhu Ruo stood on one knee, carefully placed Luo Xiaoyi's body on his knees, supported his upper body with his left hand, and tore his shirt again with his right hand.

"Zi-" There was a long sound of the fabric tearing, and in the blink of an eye, Luo Xiaoyi's shirt was split in half and floated to the water, swinging far away.

Gazing down at the layers of white cloth wrapped around his chest. The corners of Zhu Ruo's mouth rose again, and his plain cold eyes were full of smiles.

He stretched out his right hand and carefully untied the knots on the white cloth, and then, layer by layer, peeled off the white cloth.

As the last layer of fabric was torn apart, a pair of small, freshly shouldered pepper milk flicked, and white and tender appeared in front of Zhu Ruo's eyes.

Zhu Ruo smiled lowly, and his voice flowed in the night breeze: "Luo Xiaoyi, it seems that this time this son is really responsible for you!" There was no joy in the voice.

It took a lot of effort to take his eyes off the ****, and Zhu Ruo looked at the wound that was seven inches long and four or five inches deep. The bleeding from the wound had long since stopped, and the red tender flesh was opening up, looking shocking on the jade-white perfect body.

Frowning, Zhu Ruo picked up the Jinchuang medicine, carefully applied the medicine to every place again, and then tore off a piece of the white cloth wrapped in **** by Luo Xiaoyi and bandaged it.

After treating the wound, he touched Luo Xiaoyi's forehead, well, there is no fever, this little guy has a good physique. Just then, a thin moan sounded in the night sky. Under the moonlight, Luo Xiaoyi's long eyelashes flicked a few times, and he was about to wake up.

Zhu Ruo's eyes moved up and down her naked jade body with a smile, and the corners of her mouth raised: Are you going to wake up? It's also best to take advantage of this opportunity to have a showdown. Thinking of the various expressions that would be staged on this cunning and hateful little face, Zhu Ruo suddenly felt that everything was wonderful.

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