Chapter 8: Love of Immortals and Demons 4

There is something in my body, and I can't control it - it's a hot breath, which is already out of control, and I am anxious to find a space to release. However, the remnants of reason told her that as long as she fell for this thing, she would be like those legendary dark addicts, who would be full of ugliness, like a dog, let others take what they wanted, and do it despicably, and finally die a miserable death.

The originally handsome face began to enlarge in front of his eyes, distorted, and triumphant: "Little fairy, you should beg me...... Please...... I'll free you......"

Her body twisted.

He suddenly took out her jade plate, his palm sank, and a drop of blood-red water dripped into the center of the jade pendant, and soon, it quietly melted, and then hung the jade card around her neck again.

Wuxue hadn't realized anything yet, but the horror in Ji Wuhua's eyes was even worse, staring at the jade plate.

Wu Xian didn't look at him at all, and blindly stared at Wuxue, with an extremely cruel tenderness in his eyes, and he was kind and seductive: "What's so good about the immortal clan? Join us demons...... This will be your paradise......"

She suddenly stretched out her hand and pounced on him with lightning speed, even if he flashed fast, the pair of pink jade hands also pinched his thighs, and hissed: "Demon King, let me go...... Please let me go......"

The little jade hand was powerless, and it was like an itch.

Wu Xian's eyes had an extra layer of interest: Ha, this little fairy.

There was an indomitable sense of indomitable in her, she was obviously a flower in a greenhouse, but she dared to stretch out four thorns to the tiger. That's good. Originally, he was slightly worried that too strong the qi of pure yin would make his descendants weak, but he didn't expect that she had endless tenacity in her bones.

He laughed with satisfaction at the surprise.

She pounced again, but her body was so weak that she lost her support, and she just bit her lip so hard that a wisp of blood seeped out.

The pain gave her moments of lucidity. She actually let go of the little hand that was holding Wu Xian and jumped up, this time it was no longer to attack him, nor was it to run towards the little prince, she was rushing out of the Seven Spice Treasure to seize the road and run wildly. Run out, run out and be safe...... This devil must not be allowed to succeed.

It's a pity that the taste of the big man-eating flower is with you.

She had only run a few feet away, and her flying wings didn't even have time to spread out in the wind, Wu Xian waved her big hand, and she flew straight back, and her body couldn't help but lie on the platform where the treasure was as smooth as a mirror.

The sky is blue, and it is as clear as washing.

Wu Xian raised his eyebrows, looked at the big clear eyes that were completely covered by fear, and suddenly turned over and kissed her completely......

The kiss was strange to her. He rolled the tip of her tongue with a rough, wild aura that ravaged it.

She and the little prince were childhood sweethearts, they ran hand in hand to the spring breeze, whispered in the purple sunset, and frolicked with each other in the hazy moonlight - but they had not yet learned to kiss for the first time.

No one taught, and they didn't understand.

Therefore, at this moment, she encountered such a powerful toss, but she felt novel. A powerful and fatal temptation.

The kiss turns from raging storm to gentle drizzle.

She gasped. The hot body that was like an ant bite earlier was like a fresh breeze blowing slowly, which was extremely comfortable.

His lips were warm, his hands were strong, his attitude was gentle, and there was no cruelty in the slightest, like the gentlest lover, as if it were his and hers' wedding night.