The Hades Palace is different from what she originally imagined, there is no 'gloomy' and terrifying, there are no ghosts 'wandering', the huge palace is magnificent, gorgeous and extravagant. Fastest update access: щщщ.79XS.сОΜ. Please search to see the most complete! The whole palace, which is the fastest to renew, is cylindrical and tall, and judging by the texture of the walls, they seem to be in the trunk of the reincarnation tree.

The floor covered with a dark red velvet carpet, the walls climb with blooming roses, and the most eye-catching is the lotus-shaped soft collapse in the bedroom, and the extreme black and red collide with brilliant 'color'.

When Tan Luo saw the black 'color' brocade quilt with dark red shading on the couch, she couldn't help but be stunned, saying that it was the first time she saw someone choosing black 'color' to decorate the bedroom, but fortunately, the Hades slept on the 'bed' Although the shape was weird, it was not a coffin.

Just as she looked around at the palace of the Hades, she suddenly felt a tingling pain in her wrist, and then there was a bloody smell in the air, she frowned and looked at the blood-drinking maniac holding her wrist with an intoxicated face, glaring angrily, raising her feet, kicking 'legs', and making a fierce move.

Bei Mingxiu smiled contemptuously, his red 'colored' evil eyes darkened a little, he raised his hand to easily defuse the attack, and his scarlet tongue 'licked' a few drops of blood red from the corners of his upper 'lips'. It seems a pity that such a sweet and delicious living human blood can be drunk at one time, and if you keep her by your side, you can easily access it at any time.

"I've changed my mind, so I'll spare you for the time being." He suddenly smiled evilly, "From now on, you will be my Hades king's man." ”

Tan Luo choked his wrist, can the other party's sentence be understood as: From now on, the master will raise you!

"Absolutely not!" She immediately retorted.

"Looks like you're going to be too long." The man shouted angrily, the phantom flickered, and a strong and powerful hand firmly clasped the other party's throat, "Believe it or not, this seat will let you taste the taste of the eighteen-fold soul refining 'gate' now?" ”

"No, I just wanted to make a small offer to you." Tan Luo let out a cry of pain, this man's momentum was too terrifying.

"Say!"

"Actually, I came this time to find the Hades King to borrow something to save people, and when I am done, I will return to the underworld to saddle the horse and let you send it." Tan Luo swore that with the anti-heaven cultivation of the Hades King, he would definitely think that he would not be able to escape control, even if he could escape the first day of junior high school, he would not be able to escape the fifteenth.

As everyone knows, there are a large group of 'flower' messengers behind her, so I don't believe that this ghost beast Hades can really do anything to her.

"Good!"

Good? The other party agreed so quickly, so he was not afraid that she would cheat?

However, the man only hooked the corners of his 'lips' obliquely, but he looked at her with a smile, and saw that she was silent.

The brilliance in the hands of the Northern Cultivator was overflowing, and a black book appeared out of thin air, especially the powerful and powerful characters on the cover, which concealed mysteries.

"Book of Life and Death?" She was stunned, she dared to love this thing.

"In addition to the ancient gods, all living beings in the world are recorded above, you say, if this seat is quietly marked with your name, do you dare to return to the underworld to reincarnate in reincarnation?"

"Big brother, don't be rash, how am I that kind of treacherous and shameless villain!" Tan Luo clenched her claws with grief and indignation, she wanted to be reborn, she wanted to counterattack, and destroy all these 'bastards' who stepped on her head into scum!

"Do you say it's the Beast Dao, or the Hungry Ghost Dao, or is it directly thrown into the Eighteen-Fold Soul Refining 'Gate' for a thousand tempering?" The hand of the Northern Meditation Cultivator dangled back and forth on the roster, and it was terrifying to watch.

Tan Luo suddenly felt that this man was simply a bird-beast-no-like compared to his long-stained life! Is this in response to the old saying, ghosts will not let you go!

In all the anxiety, a drop of blood splashed on the book of life and death, Tan Luo turned her eyes to look at the tooth marks on her wrist that had been gnawed by a dog, the depth of the wound, and the green tendons under the red 'color' blood and 'flesh' could be faintly seen. The man really took a heavy mouth, even if she had spiritual power to repair, she still couldn't stop the red that flowed out from time to time.

She subconsciously put her wrist into the 'lips' to suck Yun, and then ripped off a strip of cloth from the corner of her clothes to bandage the wound, feeling the ease of no load and no pressure in front of her 'chest', she actually maintained a flat and strong shemale shape to play against the other party.

"Bring me back!" Tan Luo pointed to her chest, and her face was full of gloom.

Bei Mingxiu's deep eyes fell on her two red 'lips' that were closed one by one, reminiscing about the sweetness just now, and I don't know what it would taste like here.

Without saying a word, he hugged Tan Luo, buckled the back of his head, and 'kissed' fiercely to the tender red 'lips'. The sweetness of the blood and the sweetness of the liquid filled the tongue, and the Northern Cultivator could not refuse to bite until the red 'lips' of the young 'woman' bit out the blood, and the greedy and 'obsessed' head was swallowed, absorbing the sweetness, the familiar face in the memory, the familiar breath......

"Pain—" She vigorously pushed the man, and a crack appeared in the air, and the Flying Rainbow Sword came instantly.

The powerful sword qi drew a barrier between the two, and Tan Luo immediately pinched the trick and attacked fiercely under the man's dark gaze.

"The old lady is pressed for time, and I don't have time to toss with you, saying, to borrow or not to borrow?" She raised her hands lightly, and her move "sword rain covers the sky" is magnificent.

"I don't even know what you want to borrow." The Northern Immortal Cultivator shuttled between the sword rain with ease, the black shadow drifted away, and ghostly flashed behind the young 'girl', blowing faintly at her neck.

"The blood is fragrant, and the people are also fragrant, especially the small mouth above, which is sweet and soft, and this seat is very 'obsessed'." Bei Mingxiu unconsciously said embarrassing words, his fingers on her 'chest', the brilliance flashed, and the placket of her clothes was instantly propped up.

Feeling the fullness of his palm, he smiled wickedly with satisfaction: "Although it feels weird, this appearance is more flattering to you." ”

"You ......" Tan Luo turned around angrily, furious, "Don't you know what it means to be a male or a female to give or not to kiss!" ”

"I don't understand what you're talking about?"

Looking at the senseless look on Hades' face, she was simply talking to the cow.

"Listen, I'm a 'woman', a 'woman' is a mother, and my mother is a disobedient 'bastard' boy like you. Want to know why my body is different from yours? Tan Luo withdrew the Feihong Sword and hooked her finger at the man, "If you want to know, come over to the old lady, squat, lie down!" ”

Bei Ming Xiu raised his eyebrows quite interestingly: "Do you want this seat to squat, or lie down?" ”

"Get down, that's it, lie on the side of the bed!" is this kind of little lotus 'flower' that has never seen the world, and the old lady can be pinched into slag at will.

"Is that so?" Bei Mingxiu paced to the 'bed' couch quite cooperatively, leaned over, and looked at her sideways, "Lying in front of the couch, you can know what a 'woman' is?" ”

"That's right." The old god of Tan Luo was looking at his high pouting ass, tight, thin, strong and elastic, not bad.

She squinted, aimed at the target, raised her five fingers high, and fell down with a "snap", this palm can be described as fast, ruthless, and accurate. When she went to the fan, she even saw the curtain of the 'bed' fluttering, the clothes flying, and the lotus 'flower' couch trembling three times.

"Hmm-" This sound, 'yin' and yang frustrated, full of affection, mixed with a bit of dull moaning in pain.' groan'.

Bei Mingxiu raised his head slowly, his red eyes were deep and 'confused', and his deep voice revealed an indescribable 'sexual' feeling: "This is a 'female'?" ”

"That's right, filial piety comes out under the stick 'stick', and it is the duty of 'women' to teach sons and men a lesson." She said with a definite face, dealing with this kind of illiterate ghost king is simply easy, and it is easy to capture.

"I see." The Northern Meditation Cultivator seems to understand whether he understands the way or not.

"For your sake, it's not too much for the old lady to come from thousands of miles to beg for something, right?"

"But it doesn't hurt to say it." He immediately took a stand.

See, this kid from Hades is purely itchy, and he owes a beating!

"It's just a few drops of blood." Tan Luo took off the blood needle from her bun and smiled gently.

"Yes." Bei Ming Xiu generously undressed, and under the bright smiling face of the young 'woman', he snorted coldly, "But why, just because you are a 'woman'?" ”

"So what do you have to do to donate blood?" She said word by word, gritting her teeth, at this moment, she can't wait to tie the other party into a hairy crab and poke him to death!

"If you can serve this seat well, I may allow you." Bei Ming Xiu said casually.

If it weren't for the fact that this kid didn't understand ** things, Tan Luo really thought that he meant that, she thought for a while, and said: "Yes, but time is pressing, I have to leave this place in three days." ”

"Okay, I'll give you three days, if this seat is not satisfied, don't think about stepping out of the underworld again!" After Bei Ming Xiu said, he turned around and left, and gave a command slowly, "'Waiting' for this seat to bathe and change clothes." ”

Serving your uncle, I don't have hands or feet, I think the prince was not as hypocritical as you. Tan Luo muttered in her mouth, followed with small steps, and then came to the air-conditioned bath.

Cold, that was the only feeling she felt, and she had never seen anyone bathe in ice water. In the 'wave' light, the water lilies float on the clear water surface, and the condensation 'dew' is a bead.

Bei Mingxiu took off his robe without any scruples, his slender 'legs' stepped into the water, his red hair was pulled up by him at will, and his expression was lazily lying on the edge of the pool.

"Aren't you going into the water?" The man looked at her idly, his sturdy and tight body steaming with a white mist.

Thinking of his scorching body temperature that was different from ordinary people, Tan Luo shook his head again and again: "No, you and I have different physiques, you can enjoy it slowly." ”

"Since I'm here to serve this seat, if you don't go into the water, you will come and wipe yourself." He said with a deep look in his eyes, and then raised his chest.

Tan Luo rubbed over and squatted down, twisted the silk soft cloth and stroked it.

"Who told you to use a cloth towel, with your hands!" The man's face was full of impatience, and her weak, boneless hands were better than the softest silk in the world, as fine as fat and as pink as greasy.

Anyway, it wasn't me who suffered, Tan Luo put down her hand with peace of mind, and carried the Shengtian Refining Body Method, flying dragons and snakes at her fingertips, rubbing the back of the Hades King.

Bei Mingxiu closed his eyes quite comfortably, seeing that the other party was drowsy and 'wanted to sleep', a certain 'woman' was angry from the heart, and the evil was born to the side of the gall, and the technique of massage and pinching became more and more fierce, and he was satisfied to hear the man's throat let out a soft cry of pain.

"Hmm, tap."

This voice is low and hoarse, with three points begging for mercy and seven points of comfort in the 'fog' and 'fog', and 'mixed' mixed with a trace of nasal voice that is difficult to distinguish, just like his unique gorgeous voice, so that a certain 'woman' who is holding a cold silver needle between his fingers almost can't hold it.

At this moment, her breath was disordered, holding her trembling fingers, and her eyebrows were solemn.

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