In the world, somewhere in the national capital, the night is deep, and the autumn wind sweeps the thatch that has not been taken care of in the garden for a long time, and the sound of sorrow is coming, and it is very sad in the ears.

And the dark chamber, although there was not a trace of light shining through, but beyond the wall as thick as a rampart, into the secret room, quietly looking back:

The iron gate fell silently behind the great prince, and since then the closed world, the light is yellow, no one is silent, only the air is faintly floating with the dark fragrance that floats from nowhere, the wisps of wisps, into the heart and lungs, is actually a kind of charm into the bone.

All the furnishings are very luxurious, the painting chairs are carved and brocade embroidered, the pearlescent is shining, the large bed with a low curtain seems to be boundless, the silk and satin are piled up at the end, and the bulging part is undulating like breathing.

Smell it carefully, but find that the intoxicating fragrance comes from this.

The eldest prince slowly approached the big bed, but he was not in a hurry to make any decision, only carried his hands behind his back, and slowly moved around the big bed, but his eyes were focused on the bulge, half ringing, before he turned around and sat down next to the table, picked up the gold wine jug that had been prepared, filled the cup in front of him, took a sip, and then continued to look at the bulge with a smile.

After a long period of quiet ups and downs, there was finally a change, and a kind of roll-over behavior began under the bulging silk, with a long snoring and a stronger dark fragrance.

The eldest prince paced to the bed with a wine glass, staring at the handsome face:

The star's eyes were slightly closed, the red lips were not opened, but he seemed to be a little thirsty, and after biting the jade shell crystal teeth in the haze, he probed his tongue and swept it on his lips again, but he couldn't get rid of the desire.

So, the eldest prince drank all the wine in the cup in one gulp, but did not swallow it, but slowly climbed into bed, approached the fragrant place, and crossed gently and secretly.

The person in the dream finally felt something, and the spicy fragrance of the crossing made him hungry and thirsty, and he poked out his lips and tongue to ask for more fragrance, and the range of licking gradually extended from his lips to the mouth of the other party who could not get nostalgic, and slowly, swept from the outside of the lips, exploring and moving towards the source of inner moisture, first entangled with pity and affection, and the fiery lips and tongue were burning under the mixture of alcohol and body fragrance, and finally reached the boiling point.

The person in the dream can no longer bear the eagerness, and with a mouthful of his tongue, he forcefully penetrates into the depths of the other person's throat, occupies the world, and occupies the whole soul...

I don't know how long it took, the entangled tongue finally stopped asking for it in a state of extreme lack of oxygen, and the eldest prince breathed a sigh of relief and went down to the ground again, but this time he poured two glasses back, one was handed to Lan Yi, and one was held in his hand leisurely, his eyes still staring at him.

Lan was lazy, only raised his head and bit the edge of the cup with his mouth, slowly leaned back and poured back, not drinking it all in one gulp, but slowly sucking, slowly moving his arms, layered up like waves, and finally stood on the bed, his eyes were still closed, and he twisted his waist in a very charming state, and his snow-white and crystal skin was set off by the blue underwear, and there was a taste of love that he couldn't put down.

The blue clothes twisted slightly, spinning, and suddenly opened his eyes to look at the eldest prince who was looking at him, smiled charmingly, raised his hands, and began to twist, and then took off his clothes...

The eldest prince also stopped standing still, put down the wine glass, and walked with a smile, leaving the clothes behind him one by one.

The lips were pressed together again, but there was no hunger and thirst for it, but they were close to each other, smelling each other's body odor and enjoying each other's breath.

The two scorching snorts stimulated each other, and they felt the tremor that penetrated into the depths of each other's souls, and the scorching temperature became higher and higher, and finally the two could no longer bear the desire for each other's body and mind, and the eldest prince suddenly sucked the lips of the blue coat, and it was difficult to separate...

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Somewhere in the Three Realms, in that nursery garden, the moonlight is still as clear as water, and Hyun Hong pours.

Yu San'er moved a small horse and sat on the steps of the thatched farmhouse, holding his cheeks in both hands, looking up at the bright moon for a long time, and probably finally figured it out:

There was no problem with meditating on the ground, and perhaps adding a lot of unnecessary sorrow to himself, so he sighed, patted his back pocket, and walked back to the house with Maza.

I saw that the man was busy fiddling with some bottles and cans in front of a chopping board, and the bottles and cans were filled with colorful gases or liquids.

Yu San'er was sent to practice under that person's door by Yan Jun of the Three Palaces since he was a child, and this kind of scene is not strange, but when he was bored, he picked up one of the slender and transparent tubes, took a closer look, and couldn't help but ask:

"Master, what is this made of?"

The man looked up, as if he had been in the dark, and then answered him cautiously:

"In ancient times, when volcanoes erupted, high temperatures scorched a substance in the air, eventually producing this transparent glass. There is not a lot of this naturally occurring glaze, and it is distributed all over the world, and after people find it, they re-melt it with a fierce fire, and then knead it when the glaze is soft."

Yu San'er listened but had questions:

"So, where does this substance in the air come from?"

The man thought about it, but felt that Yu San'er's problem was really a little difficult to explain, so he had to say vaguely:

"This kind of substance is originally a factor that makes up all things in the Three Realms, usually invisible, and when the temperature in the Three Realms reaches extremely high, such as: volcanic eruptions, enduring forest fires, Laojun's alchemy furnaces, hell's incinerators, etc., after burning these factors, it will form glass."

Rao is Yu San'er is smart and witty, and these general knowledge that penetrates the universe is difficult to digest in a short time.

When the man saw that he was silent, he asked:

"What? The underworld really doesn't want to go back? You must know that after all, half of the yin blood is left in your body, and after leaving the underworld for a long time, the yin blood will not be nourished by the spiritual power of the underworld, and it will eventually stagnate and dry up

Yu San'er tightened her eyebrows and said hatefully:

"The old horseman is tracking my whereabouts everywhere, and when I go back, I will not be spared...

The man shook his head and sighed:

"Alas, it's okay, you can wander around the Three Realms for a few days for the time being, and when I have time, I will talk and say with the Three Palaces Yan Jun."

Yu San'er didn't care, and suddenly came to the man's side, grabbed his sleeve like a child, and shook it:

"Hey, master, both Mandala Hua and Manzhu Sahua are reincarnated in the human world, which is extremely interesting, why don't you put me into the reincarnation of the human world?"

The man rebuked:

"Nonsense! The reincarnation of the messenger of the underworld, if he is not registered, does not go through the door of rebirth, and the untempered soul is not to mention that it is very easy to fall into the devil's path at the time of reincarnation, and the catastrophe will not be recovered, even if he melts into the human world, he will be passively reincarnated several times, and return to the underworld again, it will be extremely damaging to his cultivation, which is really dangerous! ”

Seeing that Yu San'er pouted and was not convinced, he tapped him twice on the head with his hand and warned:

"This time it was also your fate, and you used magic to avoid the tracking of the three halls of Yan Jun in a critical situation, and you luckily did not fall into the door of the afterlife, otherwise, the teacher would not be able to help you recover your spiritual power!"

Seeing that Yu San'er still wanted to argue, he waved his hand and said:

"You live in the backyard, don't go crazy, and when I'm busy with the things at hand, I'll invite the three palaces to come and intercede for you."

With that, he retracted his right hand and sent Yu San'er's figure into the backyard of the farmhouse.

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In the world, at the beginning of the lanterns, the pedestrians who were tired of a day and were dusty saw the fragrant inn, and they all stopped and stayed overnight.

Jiang Yu is no exception, and the "running" for days makes him really depressed:

Xue Qin has not seen any trace of the world so far, claustrophobic in the underworld, and cannot be released, how can he not be wronged?

What is the father's secret reluctance to turn the timeline? And why didn't Uncle Bao of the Five Palaces notice anything unusual?

Alas......

I was walking slowly and thinking about the busy street market, and unconsciously came to the door of a restaurant that was not very lively, and looked up:

But it was the most expensive Tianyi Pavilion in the local area, he hesitated slightly, walked in, chose a position by the window, and sat down.

The bartender presented the wine list attentively, Jiang Yu casually ordered two dishes, let a pot of good wine be scalded, and secretly missed it while looking at the street scene.

Jiang Yu was sitting, diagonally facing the end of the long street, a poplar tree with mottled leaves, its stiff branches standing upright under the moon, thick and colorful.

In the center of the solemn branches, a black shadow kept shaking, and Jiang Yu was puzzled:

Isn't it a crow's nest?

When he looked intently, he saw that the black shadow was getting bigger and bigger, and it flew in suddenly.

At this time, Jiang Yu had already seen clearly that the black shadow was not a crow, a bird and other birds, and after the figure stopped, it was a strangely dressed person:

A black shirt, but with a little glitter of crystalline black tight pants, short hair like a monk, and a string of shiny ornaments hanging from the neck and shoulders, the light is still uncollected.

This person first stood in place, staring at himself blankly, as if he was puzzled, and then raised his head left and right to look up at the street scene, suddenly, this person seemed to feel something, looked back suddenly, looked at the place where Jiang Yu was sitting, and met his eyes, and his whole body was shocked!

"Xue Qin!"

Jiang Yu shouted in surprise, and didn't care about the people around him, he floated out of the window, rushed towards Xue Qin, and when he was about to approach, he suddenly counterattacked back with a nameless force, Jiang Yu was shocked and fell back a few feet in the moment, his back hit the wall, a mouthful of "blood" almost spurted out, and he fell to the ground panting.

And Xue Qin was also frightened when he saw this situation.