With the help of the Dragon Domain, Leng Zhuo's teleportation finally seemed to be installed with Wei Wei not teleporting to a position that he couldn't figure out, and in this Dragon Domain, his reaction was also faster than that of Zhu.

The situation that was originally in the palm of Long Wushuang's hand immediately flipped over, and the sword blade swept over Long Wushuang's body, and pieces of clothing were torn apart and floated off by the sword blade, revealing Long Wushuang's white and immature snow muscles.

Long Wushuang's counterattack couldn't keep up with Leng Zhuo's movement speed at all, although she also opened the Dragon Domain, after all, she didn't know how to teleport, and Leng Zhuo was also very reckless and only teleported within half a meter of Long Wushuang's body, and Long Wushuang wanted to attack Leng Zhuo, so he had to turn around and twist.

And no matter how agile Long Wushuang's speed was, it was impossible to be faster than that person who could travel through space with his mind in mind, but in less than a quarter of an hour, Long Wushuang not only did not hurt Leng Zhuo at all, but the clothes on his body were more and more reduced. Wushuang was very angry, she had obviously cultivated out of the Dragon Domain, and half of her foot had stepped into the Holy Spirit Level, it can be said that she is now in this empire, except for those hundred-year-old old men, her strength is already unsurpassed, but why, why is her strength still unable to help this bastard.

The cultivation of Qinglong Jue is a double torture of people ** and spirit, because it will turn people into inhuman, dragons and dragons, and as a young girl, you can imagine what kind of pressure you have to bear.

And that day in Red Leaf City, Leng Zhuo touched Long Wushuang's reverse scales, especially Leng Zhuo screamed and screamed at the monster, which made Long Wushuang angry, this kind of grudge can be said to be unforgettable, and then Long Wushuang fell into a state of suspended animation, that is, with this trace of anger, instead of dying, he was blessed by misfortune, and cultivated through the sixth layer in the state of suspended animation, reaching an unprecedented seventh layer realm.

In the past, the Long family relied on a holy spirit who had cultivated to the seventh level of the Dacheng realm, and became a well-deserved god war, and became the uncrowned king of the psychic world, but why, in the face of such a bastard, he couldn't be killed.

The anger was accumulating, and Long Wushuang almost fell into a state of anger, although the clothes on his body were decreasing, and the cold wind was constantly blowing on his body, but these could not make him feel the slightest sobriety.

Tsk, Long Wushuang, who was getting less and less clothed, revealed that delicate **, which made Leng Zhuo swallow a little bit of saliva under the bright moonlight, on top of Long Wushuang's ice muscles, there was a faint luster, and in the air, there seemed to be a dark fragrance constantly coming to his nose.

The breathing became heavy unconsciously, and if it weren't for the hideous face that flashed in his mind from time to time, Leng Zhuo probably couldn't control it. But seeing that Long Wushuang was so angry that he had no way to make a move, Leng Zhuo was already thinking about whether to pounce or not.

Egg pain problem!

Fight early and pounce at night, pounce, Leng Zhuo teleported again, but he came directly behind Long Wushuang, although Long Wushuang turned around and waved at the Weeping Blood Sword, but the kung fu of this gap was enough for Leng Zhuo to do a lot of things.

His hands passed through Long Wushuang's arms, his hands clenched Long Wushuang's **, and he was overwhelmed forward, Long Wushuang was caught off guard, and suddenly fell forward, of course, Leng Zhuo was not so unsympathetic, and at the moment of falling, he also had the mind to lay a waterbed in front of Long Wushuang.

Long Wushuang was lying on this water mat, still struggling, where could Leng Zhuo let Long Wushuang break free The colored silk threads quickly wrapped around Long Wushuang's hands and feet.

"Leng Zhuo, you bastard, let go of me!" Long Wushuang seemed to feel a hint of strangeness, and suddenly woke up from his anger, shouting loudly as he struggled. "Hey, don't blame me, I don't want to do this either!" Leng Zhuo said as he condensed a spiritual impact and shot towards the back of Long Wushuang's head, Long Wushuang was ashamed, angry, and annoyed, it can be said that he had mixed feelings, but mentally he was in a vacancy, and he was hit by Leng Zhuo, and suddenly hummed, and his head was a little dizzy.

Long Wushuang's struggle finally stopped, Leng Zhuo didn't delay, took off Long Wushuang's broken skirt that could only cover the root of his thighs, dropped the white silk panties, looked at the round and straight beautiful buttocks, and swallowed and spat again, perfect shape! Leng Zhuo only saw Long Wushuang's face covered with dragon scales, but didn't see Long Wushuang's body, so he thought that Long Wushuang just had that kind of virtue, although the face was a little scary, but this figure was still the best of his mother's strength.

Although thinking of that face always made him a little shadowy, but at the moment, it was pitch black, only a little moonlight was sprinkled, and Long Wushuang was lying on his stomach, Leng Zhuo just saw Long Wushuang's back and hips, and left that face behind, just thinking about this wonderful **.

Directly put the angry spear into the secluded valley, and then slammed into it, Long Wushuang is everywhere, this is not expected, this arrogant girl is strange. Ah, well, Leng Zhuo's blow can be regarded as causing Long Wushuang to suffer a heavy blow, and he suddenly screamed, his head, which was still a little dizzy, suddenly came to his senses, and his body, which had been stopped, twisted again, but this did not help her get out of Leng Zhuo's clutches, but made Leng Zhuo's blood even more.

At this point, Leng Zhuo is not thinking nonsense, Long Wushuang's writhing is almost life-threatening, although Leng Zhuo already has a lot of women, but it is the first time to fight in the field, not to mention, this should be regarded as semi-rape, it is very yellow and violent!

Leng Zhuo was excited, Long Wushuang was miserable!

No matter how strong Long Wushuang is, even if half a foot steps into the realm of the Holy Spirit, but after all, Long Wushuang is a woman, when she is combined by a man, even if she has the ability to reach the sky, she can't summon it, Leng Zhuo's whipping hit her body with a **, shaking her soul, from the beginning of the shame and anger, scolding, to the later tactful moaning, Long Wushuang was also completely lost in that **.

The moonlight, cold as water, shone on this dense forest, and in the forest, the golden ripples rippled back and forth with the moan.

This coolness, until the stars turned and the sun rose, Leng Zhuo reluctantly shot the essence into Long Wushuang's body, poured it on the soft waterbed, stroked Long Wushuang's full breasts, and reminisced about the joy of this night.

Qi Wushuang supported her body, half sat up, turned her head, although the red tide on her body had not disappeared, but her eyes reflected a cold cold light, her body was still floating in the air, and reason had returned to her brain: "I will crush your bones and ashes, go to death!"

Long Wushuang raised his pink fist and hit Leng Zhuo, Leng Zhuo raised his hand, shook Long Wushuang's wrist with a hand, sneered at the corner of his mouth, raised his head, and looked towards Long Wushuang's hand, but this look was not good, Leng Zhuo was stunned for a moment, and fell into a state of sluggishness.

My mother, this girl is really Long Wushuang, Leng Zhuo looked at it in disbelief, and even reached out and stroked Long Wushuang's cheek, but just touched it, and there was a trace of burning temperature on her fingertips, as well as the slippery touch that could be blown and broken.

Smack, Leng Zhuo was slapped in the face, Long Wushuang glared angrily, this bastard, Long Wushuang doesn't know how to get angry now, killing him can't eliminate his anger, I didn't expect this bastard to dare to look at her with that kind of gaze, it's just bearable, it's unbearable. Leng Zhuo woke up a lot after being slapped with a slap, but he still had no soul and asked, "Are you really Long Wushuang?"

Long Wushuang frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

"Hehe, I remember that Long Wushuang is an ugly monster, but there are large dragon scales on his face!"

Long Wushuang didn't listen to it, but he was even angrier when he heard it, and waved his jade hand again and hit Leng Zhuo, but this time Leng Zhuo didn't let her succeed, his wrist was shaken again, Leng Zhuo looked at Long Wushuang hehe, and the brother who had been soft again showed a hideous look.

Directly towards Long Wushuang pounced again.

"Ahh

But even if she gritted her silver teeth, she would still let out that kind of embarrassing moan, and her body made her ashamed to cater to the other party's collision, just like that, the two spent a romantic morning again.

"Young master, are you in the forest!" Liang Hongyu seemed to hear some movement, and teleported away, but when she saw the two people in the clearing, she couldn't help but have a fever on her face, hid behind a tree, and shouted. When Leng Zhuo heard the voice, he knew that his subordinates had found it, so he hurriedly stepped up his sprint, and after a while, he completed the morning exercise in the early morning, and Liang Hongyu had already gone around, letting people withdraw from the forest. Leng Zhuo stood up, picked up his clothes from the side and put them on, looked at Long Wushuang, who was naked, but stared at him with a pair of eyes, as if he could breathe fire, and said with a smile: "Even if you stare at me, it's useless, your eyes can't kill people, it's a pity that your clothes are broken, wait here!"

A moment later, Leng Zhuo came back with a big sword and wrapped Long Wushuang tightly, "Let go of me, I can go by myself!"

"I advise you to be obedient, you don't want to be looked at!" Leng Zhuo said threateningly.

"You dare!" Long Wushuang still didn't forget to say a word, but Leng Zhuo didn't care, picked up Long Wushuang and returned to the Golden Apricot City Rong Stack.

As for why he didn't live in the Leng Mansion, because the dilapidated Leng Mansion was too dilapidated before, so after Leng Wushu learned that Leng Zhuo had been promoted to Marquis, he simply demolished the old mansion and purchased several nearby mansions.

Throwing Long Wushuang on the bed in the inner room, Leng Zhuo sat on the eight-treasure table on the side, poured himself a cup of tea, drank it all, and then said, "You two don't have any pain or anything like that!"

"Young master, don't worry, we are good in front of us, only the wind...!"

"Hey, I don't want to be like this, but it's like this, I really don't know how to explain it!"

"Don't say that, young master, we know there must be a reason! Let's go and prepare food for the young master and this young lady!"

"Well, go ahead, as soon as you say I'm really hungry!"