Under the darkness of the night, clusters of red light flickered, moving rapidly.

The squeaks and chirpings spread over the city streets, rippling away from the night breeze blowing from nowhere.

Occasionally, one or two howls of perhaps a wolf or a dog can be heard, mixed with squeaks and chirps, converging into a symphony of killing beneath the thick dark clouds.

When the brave meet on a narrow road, mutated creatures of different races meet, and the result is bound to be a bloody conflict.

Crazy battles, crazy bloodshed, and the smell of blood make the mutated creatures more manic and kill better.

The feast of bloody slaughter is unfolding vigorously in Linjiang City.

……

The team of Blood Zero and Bearded, except for the necessary guards, all the others entered a state of rest, because tomorrow, they will have to carry out the final mission, and only by cultivating their spirits can they have greater certainty.

Although, once they enter the cave, it is a dead end, but they don't know it.

……

With a few muffled snorts, 08 let out a long breath, and for a moment the whole person seemed to have lost all his strength, and it took a few seconds before he slowly recovered.

The moaning wheezing sound that drifted into my ears intermittently, but it didn't stop.

"Damn, when is it going to go?" 08 scolded in a low voice, and expressed his serious dissatisfaction with a man and a woman in the next room, of course, this dissatisfaction was just muttering to himself, and he didn't dare to say it to his face.

……

I don't know how long it was, but finally, after the increasingly rapid moans, there was a high-pitched shrill cry and a suppressed roar, and all that was left was a violent gasp, and slowly fell silent.

In the room, under the incandescent soft light, the two ** bodies lay quietly one by one, covered with fine beads of sweat, and there was a faint crimson after strenuous exercise under the skin, and the air was filled with the smell of **, which made people blush and heartbeat.

After a long time, Tang Fan moved, straightened up, and only heard a slight "pop" sound, as if the plug was forcefully pulled out of the bottle, and Xuejiu's body twitched unconsciously.

Cool, cool in the bones.

Tang Fan twisted his body, and there was a burst of fried bean-like explosions from his bones, how to describe his feeling at this time?

For a while, Tang Fan didn't know it himself, but he felt that the ** that had been suppressed for a long time had been vented, his body was satisfied, as if the pipe had been dredged, and when he breathed, he felt that the air seemed to be much more active.

Although the muscles of the body are a little sore, weak and tired because of the high intensity and long-term impact, mentally, there is no feeling of fatigue, but instead of being excited, it falls silent, and it looks quiet like a windless lake, clear and transparent.

Except when he was upgrading, Tang Fan had never experienced this kind of extreme comfort, even if he did this kind of thing before the demon came, he didn't have the refreshment he had now.

Looking down at Xuejiu, the long rose-red hair was messy, the cheeks were crimson as if stained with blood, the eyes were closed, very lazy and charming, the plump but flexible body with a faint crimson, and the incandescent soft light shimmered with a crystal clear luster, and the aura emitted was like an aphrodisiac drug, leaving traces of madness.

From top to bottom, looking inch by inch, looking at this charming and graceful body, Tang Fan only felt that his lower abdomen was hot, and he was about to move again.

He took a deep breath, got up, and took a piece of clothing to cover Xuejiu's body, if it was in normal times, he might be able to continue to indulge, but for now, he still had to be patient.

Tang Fan also knew that after at least two hours of strenuous exercise, he himself was a little tired, while Xuejiu fell asleep because of exhaustion, if he continued, he was afraid that when the morning dawned, neither of them would want to get out of this room.

Eating the marrow knows the taste, ** is a ravine that can't be filled, and if you don't control it, it will destroy yourself.

After wiping his body and putting on his clothes and pants, Tang Fan sat down on the side, leaned on the sofa, looked at Xuejiu's slender legs exposed outside his clothes, and reached out to caress slowly.

The hand is smooth and round like satin, and there is a kind of warmth, and the sleeping blood nine is aware of it, and snorts softly, lazy and tempting.

"There are not a few ancient emperors who are obsessed with women, and sure enough, a superb woman can bring incomparable pleasure and enjoyment to men, making people intoxicated and inextricable......"

As if talking to himself, he whispered, took out the cigarette and lighter from the storage space, and lit one.

Tang Fan rarely smokes, but that doesn't mean he doesn't smoke.

Occasionally, when he is in a bad mood or when he is in a good mood, or when someone offers him and cannot refuse, he smokes. At this time, Tang Fan's mood was very good and relaxed, and lighting a cigarette was enough to have an endless aftertaste.

The white smoke drifted up with loneliness, and under the incandescent light, through the white smoke shone on Tang Fan's face, dimming and extinguishing.

"Fourth night......"

Bounce off the ashes and mumble to yourself.

It's the fourth night of the Devil's Arrival.

The first night was spent in a hotel, facing a large group of mutated creatures; The second night was spent surrounded by demons and mutated creatures in the Baixin Shopping Mall; The third night was spent safely in the Baixin commercial building; On the fourth night, he had an act beyond friendship with a beautiful woman.

A fragment appeared between his fingers, a faint glow in the incandescent light, and half of the viscous pitch-black liquid inside was clearly visible, like a transparent black crystal.

Tang Fan suddenly remembered that he seemed to have not practiced health preservation skills for a long time.

In the past, every day was forgotten because I was tired of running for my life, but now that I enjoy it, I can't help but think about it.

Extinguish half of the cigarette, put away the fragments, and after the smoke dissipated, Tang Fan sat cross-legged and began to enter the state according to the posture of more than ten years of cultivation.

There are some similarities between the practice of health preservation and meditation, for example, both need to be in meditation.

Maybe it's a habit, maybe it's the tranquility after venting, in just a few seconds, Tang Fan fell into silence.

The concentrated thoughts of the habitual surname were three inches below the navel, and wisps of warm currents swirled in it, Tang Fan couldn't help but feel surprised.

Previously, because of the transformation of the Necromantic Dictionary, the internal force of the health preservation skills he had cultivated for many years was consumed, and there was no time to recover after that, according to normal reasoning, the lower dantian at this time should be empty, why is there a faint air flow circling now, growing little by little.

Controlling this warm air flow, it accelerated its rotation, and the speed of growth also increased suddenly, which surprised Tang Fan.

Perhaps, there has been some kind of change in health preservation that I don't know.

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