In Qingmeng, Ye Hitomi has exhausted all his energy, but Qing Meng shows the deepest desire in Ye Hitomi's heart at this time. Everyone has their own unique hobbies, but Notomi's hobbies are a little different. As long as it's a hobby, there is no distinction between noble and lowly, and some hobbies, from the perspective of a bystander, may scold the word "perverted" in your heart, such as the hobby of the wild pupil.

Qingmeng understands Ye Hitomi, Qing Meng is like an angel in Ye Hitomi's life, with a graceful body, with white jade carved feet, to satisfy Ye Hitomi's hobby in the bottom of his heart, this hobby is Ye Hitomi's life, difficult to give up desire.

Maybe Ye Hitomi has never satisfied this special desire of his own, or even he doesn't know that what he desires most in his heart will be a pair of delicate little feet. Qingmeng stood up, lifted one foot, and gently stepped on Ye Hitomi's chest, like a light feather, stirring Ye Hitomi's tired body. Qingmeng's little feet slid slowly, rubbing slowly, and said, "Isn't this your greatest desire? Why haven't I used it to serve you, so you won't move?"

Wild Hitomi looked at the slowly moving desire, gasped and said, "I really don't have the strength anymore, you wait, let me open my beast pupils." I'm going to open the beast pupils, little girl, you wait and beg for mercy. ”

Qingmeng immediately stopped moving, staring intently at the third eye on Notomi's forehead.

As Ye Hitomi said, the third eye, the eyelid jumped a few times, and slowly, opened. This huge eye, like obsidian, is dark and deep, and shines with a bewitching light. Looking at this eye, Qing Meng was a little scared, her body trembled, and she withdrew her little foot that had come to Ye Hitomi's mouth.

Ye Hitomi grabbed Qingmeng's white jade-like feet, stroked them gently, and said: "Don't be afraid, this eye will provide me with the strongest source of strength, and it will never hurt you - don't believe you!" At this time, Ye Hitomi's third eye, the pitch-black obsidian, began to flow out of ink-like black water, and these shiny black water, flowing out of the obsidian-like eyeballs, did not overflow the eye sockets, and then infiltrated Ye Hitomi's body.

The wild pupils who were soaked in these black waters instantly came to their senses, like a sponge that had been wrung out, and it was once again covered with water, full of strength and spirit. Ye Hitomi sat up suddenly, pulled Qingmeng's little feet, and pulled Qingmeng into his arms. Ye Hitomi's movements were full of power and rudeness, but he treated Qingmeng's ice-carved little feet with unusually gentleness and care, as if he was holding a fragile treasure.

Ye Hitomi held it carefully, looked at it carefully, and finally couldn't hold it anymore and began to unscrupulously satisfy the desires in his heart. Qingmeng's little feet are like pure water in a jade bottle, purifying Ye Tong's desire for many years. Ye Hitomi was already carried away, and he couldn't control himself, holding Qingmeng's two feet with both hands, and once again combining with Qingmeng.

The delicate Qingmeng, where can she withstand such a storm? The wheezing Qingmeng kept begging for mercy: "Ye Hitomi, I can't do it either, can you, can you use your eyes to give me some strength?"

Ye Hitomi was on the rise, where could he bear such a disappointment? Quickly took one of Qingmeng's hands and touched it towards his third eye. Qingmeng, who seemed to be in a coma, was caught by Ye Hitomi's hand, slowly clenched into a fist, and stretched out his index finger.

The wild pupil, who was almost crazy, noticed these small changes, took Qingmeng's slender jade hand, touched his obsidian-like eyes, and said proudly: "Baby, I told you a long time ago, I want to open the beast pupil, little woman, you wait and beg for mercy." How about it, Lao Tzu didn't say much, did he? ha......"

Ye Hitomi smiled arrogantly, and one of Qing Meng's fingers had already pressed on the eyeball of Ye Hitomi's third eye. Ye Tong's hand was still holding Qingmeng's hand, and the other hand was around Qingmeng's waist: "My little baby, come on, Lao Tzu will let you feel the most powerful and purest power in the world, this is the power from the ancient wilderness, this is the power that existed in the world before the heaven and earth were opened......"

A stream of black ink, through Qingmeng's jade fingers, flowed into Qingmeng's body, this ink-like black water, as vast as the ocean, as majestic as a mountain, as vast as the universe. Qing Meng's body was instantly filled with strength, and the other hand, which had no strength before, wrapped around Ye Hitomi's neck, and the waist that was still weak and weak before immediately writhed wildly again. Qingmeng began to moan again, and began to gasp again, and the prodigal appearance made Ye Hitomi fall into madness again.

Ye Hitomi was about to remove Qing Meng's hand that was touching his eyes, but before he could exert his strength, Qing Meng gasped in Ye Hitomi's ear: "Don't, don't move away, don't let me leave the greatest power in this world, Ye Hitomi, you are the most powerful man in the universe world." ”

The phrase "the most powerful man in the world" is like the last aphrodisiac, Ye Hitomi hugged Qingmeng, stood up, and moved like crazy. Qingmeng's pandering, Qingmeng's respite, is the whole of the desires of all men in this world. In this perfect body of desire, Hitomi Wild has completely forgotten herself, completely forgotten the world, and is left with only a trembling and shock, unable to extricate herself from the abyss of her soul.

Qingmeng's body has gradually changed. Qingmeng began to get lighter and lighter, and the color of his skin began to become whiter and whiter, so white that it was like a cloud in the sky, about to drift away.

Qingmeng was really drifting away, and his body gradually blurred, or made a clump, and a trace of white cloud and mist wrapped the wild pupils. Hitomi ignored the changes completely, or rather, he couldn't notice them at all, his standing body still hugging a cloud of nothingness, his waist swinging like a pendulum.

Qingmeng's finger, which touched Ye Hitomi's eyeballs, also began to change. The finger became thinner and brighter, and in a flash of cold light, the finger had turned into a slender silver needle.

This silver needle was used once by Qingmeng when he was training Thunder Falling in the Five Elements Reincarnation Realm and the lead string. In the face of the high-level Yuan Beast, Yinxian was unprepared and suffered a big loss. Qingmeng used this silver needle to take the life of the Yuan Beast.

At this time, this silver needle appeared again. The silver needle began to slowly pierce into Hitomi's obsidian-like eyeball, but Hitomi didn't feel anything, her waist still swaying wildly, and her mouth let out a beastly roar.

This is a roar of pride and pride, this is a declaration of contentment, this is a clarion call for conquest.

The silver needle is the best anesthetic in the world, and it is also the most "warm" comfort in the world, at this time, the silver needle has completely penetrated the obsidian-like eyeballs, but Ye Hitomi has no reaction to it.

Qingmeng's body has completely blurred, turning into a trace of mist, enveloping Ye Hitomi and infiltrating Ye Hitomi's body. From the seven orifices, from the lower body, from every pore on the body, Qingmeng has completely integrated into the body of the wild pupil.

Notomi's rugged, muscular body was still writhing rhythmically, but Notomi's pitch-black skin began to bulge regularly. The height of the bulge is not high, and the range of the bulge is not large, but the number of bulges is innumerable. It's like there are tens of thousands of huge ants walking under the skin of the wild pupil, and the whole body of the wild pupil is instantly covered with dense lumps, each lump is moving, and each lump is crawling, as if ants will come out of the lump at any time.

It's hard to imagine that Wild Hitomi has no feelings for all this. He is still immersed in his own desires, immersed in the deepest hobby in his heart, and cannot extricate himself. In his eyes, there is still Qingmeng's peerless face, in his arms, there is still Qingmeng's graceful body, and on his waist, there are still Qingmeng's slender and round, water snake-like legs.

Qing Meng's fingers turned into silver needles, which completely penetrated Ye Hitomi's eyes, and the obsidian-like eyes in the middle had completely lost their pitch-black luster and began to bleed out.

The blood that flowed out of the third eye of the wild pupil was pitch black, and there was a trace of heat, and where the black blood flowed, he could smell a scorching burning smell. This black blood has such a high temperature. In the blink of an eye, a large pool of black blood flowed from Notomi's third eye, almost soaking the back of Notomi's foot - Hitomi still didn't notice.

Finally, Hitomi Wild is about to be released again. He thought he was still holding Qingmeng, he thought Qingmeng was still twisting his waist to meet him, and he could even hear Qingmeng's moaning with pleasure...... He knew there that his front and his arms were empty.

Ye Hitomi was released, in fact, there was no longer anything in his body to release, and at this time, he could only release the black water provided for him by the third eye from his lower body.

Like a black feather arrow off the string, the black water shot out, hit an inexplicable force, and finally dripped to the ground. Losing this black water, Hitomi Notomi gasped heavily, and finally gave up, and fell straight to the ground, her body convulsing incessantly.

As Hitomi twitched, the regular bulges in the skin of his body began to move even more frantically. At this time, those bulging lumps became even more huge, if the bulging lumps just now were ants, now, those lumps are like thousands of mice scurrying around in the body of the wild pupil.

There was really something in Notomi's body: those bulges were quickly broken, and black insects poured out of every inch of Notomi's skin, like swarms of crazy mice. The black bugs that poured out, without exception, opened their blood-red mouths and bared their cold and shining teeth, frantically devouring Notomi's body.

Poor Ye Hitomi, until he died, he still thought that he had died in the gentle country.

Perhaps, Hitomi Notomi thinks that he is not dead: he feels that he is just having a long dream, a spring dream that he will never wake up from. Soon, Ye Hitomi's body was devoured by those black insects, wrapping the demonic horizontal eye, and in the end, there was not a single flesh or bone.