readx;? The black shadow slowly leaned down, stretched out its tongue and gently licked it on a wound on Wang Yu's left shoulder. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wang Yu was shocked and quickly opened his eyes.

The young Shura woman just now leaned over slightly, smiling and standing in front of him, a pair of pale blue eyes looking at him ambiguously.

She had removed the black veil that had covered her face, revealing a fair and beautiful face.

Her lips, in particular, are delicate and feminine, like a budding flower.

The breath exhaled between her lips and teeth had an irresistible charm, and under the black robe as thin as a cicada's wings, the pair of perfect semicircular breasts swayed slightly, looming.

Wang Yu calmed down, wrapped his clothes around his waist, and whispered, "Why didn't you enter my room without saying hello?"

The reason why he whispered was because he didn't want Luo Tianyi next door to hear it, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

The Shura woman looked at him and said with a smile, "Can't you feel it?" The wound on your left shoulder ......."

Only then did Wang Yu feel something strange, and there was a burning sensation on the wound on the left shoulder that she had licked just now.

He turned his head to see that the wound in that small area had healed quickly under the action of the demonic blood in his body!

"Who the hell are you?"

Wang Yu turned his head to look at her and asked in surprise.

He suspected that this Shura woman was a descendant of the Shura Demon God, and she had the blood of the Shura Demon God in her body.

The Shura woman smiled and said, "My name is Wu Qingluo, my mother's name is Wu Feixue, and I am the owner of this Shura Inn." ”

"Who is your father?" Wang Yu couldn't help but ask.

Wu Qingluo shook his head: "In eighteen years, I have never seen my father, and I don't know who my father is. ”

Wang Yu looked at her and frowned slightly.

Wu Qingluo smiled charmingly and said softly, "Turn your back around." ”

Wang Yu hesitated, sat cross-legged on the bed and slowly turned around, turning his back towards Wu Qingluo.

He quickly felt Mai Qingluo's lips lightly pressed against a wound on his back, and then a soft, moist tongue protruded from between his lips and slowly licked along the knife wound.

The wound immediately produced a burning sensation, and under the action of the demonic blood in the body, it began to heal rapidly.

Wu Qingluo licked down the wounds on Wang Yu's back and shoulders one by one, and those wounds immediately produced a burning sensation, which quickly healed under the effect of the demonic blood in his body.

With little effort, Wang Yu's more than 100 wounds on his back and shoulders all healed and became as smooth as ever, leaving no scars.

Wu Qingluo stopped, stood up straight, and whispered, "Get down on the bed." ”

She saw that Wang Yu also had many wounds on the buttocks and the back of his thighs.

Wang Yu turned his head to look at her, frowned slightly, and said, "This...... I'm afraid it's not convenient, right?"

"What's inconvenient?" Wu Qingluo also frowned slightly, "Since I promised my mother to help you heal the wounds on your body, you can't help but finish the matter!"

Wang Yu was stunned: "Your mother asked you to help me heal the wounds on my body?"

Wu Qingluo nodded: "Yes, as soon as you arrived at the door of the inn, my mother smelled the blood emanating from the wound on your body. ”

"Why did your mother ask you to help me heal the wounds on my body?" Wang Yu asked curiously.

"Maybe I'm afraid that the wounds on your body will bleed and stain the bed in the room!"

Wu Qingluo looked at him, and there was a smile on his face.

Wang Yu smiled at her, opened his crossed legs, and leaned over on the bed.

Although he tried to relax, his body couldn't help but tremble slightly as Mai Qingluo's soft, moist tongue licked the wound on his hip.

Soon, all the wounds behind Wang Yu healed.

Wu Qingluo straightened his waist, exhaled lightly, and whispered: "It seems that that the Slaughtering Country really hates you very much, otherwise I wouldn't have cut so many knives on you!"

Wang Yu turned his head to look at her, slightly surprised: "Do you know that the injuries on my body were drawn by the Slaughtering Country?"

Wu Qingluo said: "Except for the Shura knife in his hand used by the Slaughtering Country, who can cut so many wounds on your body, and the demon blood in your body can't make the wounds heal?"

Wang Yu covered his lower body with both hands, slowly turned over, and lay on his back on the small bed.

Wu Qingluo smiled, took off his shoes, and climbed onto the bed.

She straddled Wang Yu's body, knelt on the bed, leaned down, and began to lick the more than a hundred wounds in front of Wang Yu.

Wang Yu saw with his own eyes that the wounds on her body, which were more than a foot long and more than three inches deep, became burning under her slender pink tongue and healed quickly.

The neckline of the black robe on her body hung low, and the two snow-white hemispheres kept shaking in front of Wang Yu's eyes, making his blood flow wildly, and the demonic blood in his body flowed faster.

Wang Yu's hands kept covering his lower body tightly, for fear that the thing would be exposed and embarrassed.

But the seductive breath exhaled between Wu Qingluo's lips and teeth gradually made him feel intoxicated.

When Wu Qingluo gently removed his hands from his lower body in order to help him heal the last wound at the base of his thigh, he didn't resist in the slightest.

Wu Qingluo exclaimed, leaned over to his ear, and said in a coquettish voice: "My mother said that the demon blood in your body is in the same vein as our Shura clan, do you know that the cultivation of our Shura clan is not taboo with seven emotions and six desires?"

There was an air of seduction in her voice.

Wang Yu couldn't help but ask, "Which seven feelings?"

Wu Qingluo straightened up, stared into his eyes, and said softly: "Joy, anger, sorrow, sorrow, and fear." ”

"Which six meanings?" Wang Yu asked again.

"Eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, mind. ”

Wang Yu muttered: "Don't be afraid of seven emotions and six desires, this is to fall into the devil's way......"

Wu Qing Luo Jiao smiled and said, "You have demon blood in your body, aren't you destined to fall into the demon path?"

Wang Yu's heart shook violently, and he suddenly remembered what the dragon soul said to him when the demon blood was just injected into his body: "When the demon blood soaks into your bone marrow, you are afraid that you will slowly become a demon!"

The demon blood has been injected into his body for many years, and I am afraid that it has been soaked into the bone marrow!

He couldn't help but feel gloomy in his heart, and said with a dejected smile: "What can you do if you don't have seven emotions and six desires?"

Wu Qingluo leaned over his ear again and whispered, "If you don't taboo the seven emotions and six desires, your cultivation will be able to cultivate to the peak and become the strongest person in the Desolate Domain on a par with the Demon Emperor." ”

The demonic blood in Wang Yu's body flowed faster, and his whole body gradually became hot.

Wu Qing Luo smiled and retreated to his lower body, lowering his head to help him heal the wound cut by the last Shura knife.

Her tongue slowly licked from the bottom to the base of Wang Yu's thigh along the wound.

The wound burned and healed quickly.

Wang Yu reached out and grabbed the clothes placed beside him, and was about to turn over and sit up, but Wu Qingluo suddenly leaned over and pressed against him.