It was just a kiss, just a kiss, and he already had a feeling that he couldn't control himself, as if he wanted to soften in her arms......

The breath became more and more shallow, as if he would die of suffocation at any time, but he was reluctant to let go, and it was also a good thing to leave......

is the death of the peony flower, and the ghost is also romantic, probably that's it......

Finally, when he thought that he only had Zuihou left a breath, Lu Qingqing suddenly let go of him......

Then, her red and delicate face was as beautiful as a peach blossom in March, her lips were red and bleeding, and she was gasping for a big gasp at this time, and her half-open breasts rose and fell with her breathing.

It's really a beautiful sight......

He gasped hard, couldn't control it anymore, rolled over, pressed her down on the bed, and then, galloping......

Inside, the **** and heavy gasping are like a moving symphony played gently......

"I'm the holy daughter of the witch clan, you can't kill me! If you kill me, you're against the entire Witch Clan! Bai Mingyue stared at the three small milk bags and the five guards in front of her with a look of fear but unyielding, shouting arrogantly.

In fact, she is afraid in her heart, and people who have not experienced death will not understand how fragile and terrible people are at the moment of death, and how eager they are to survive.

Really, the period before struggling and drowning in the sea may not be forgotten in her life.

It's horrible......

That kind of powerlessness, that terrible feeling that everything is going to end and that she will not exist, she really hopes that she will never touch it again in this life.

She is glorious and glorious in this life, and she doesn't want it to be gone......

The more high-ranking and prosperous people are, the more afraid they are of death...... Because they have so much that once they die, there is nothing left.

"Even if we kill you, will the people of the Wu Clan know? The Wu people on this boatload are all dead, huh? The little fairy smiled cutely, and her cute little face like a pink sculpture was full of cunning:

"Oh no, I forgot that there is also a Green Bamboo National Master, well, it is indeed impossible for him to save you, but he will definitely avenge you, there is a spectrum!"

"......" Bai Mingyue bit her lip and said nothing.

But I don't know Weishenme, when Xiao Xian'er said that Luzhu would not save her, she felt in her heart that it was unlikely.

Over the years, although I have loved him, I have also always understood one thing, that is, he has always been with her because of her value, if she does not have the identity of a saint, she is only afraid of him...... He wouldn't even glance at her.

She seems to be a high-ranking witch saint, but in fact, she is no more than ...... A poor man, at least, she never really got his heart......

In fact, I have always known this, but I am unwilling, unwilling to admit it, and always do not face it, until this moment, I suddenly understand that no matter how unwilling I am, no matter how unwilling I am to admit it, this is all a fact......

Especially...... It was only when a five-year-old child sneered that she felt that it was bloody......

I turned out to be so cute......