"Childe, do you want to play a game with the slave family?"

Outside Nanhua City, dilapidated ancient temples.

A charming voice came from within.

In the ancient temple, a pretty woman dressed in tulle and with a hot body was snuggling up to a man in white.

The man in white was handsome and temperamental, he grabbed the other party's hand that was about to reach under the dantian from his cheek down, and said with a smile: "Hmm, you can't touch it casually here." ”

The pretty woman's eyes were bright, she moved her body slightly, so that her round chest was closer to the other party, and she smiled and said, "Are you afraid that the slave family will not be able to hold it?" The slave family has two hands. ”

The corners of the man in white's mouth curled slightly, and his eyes smiled into a line, "I can hold it, I can hold it, how can I not hold it with both hands." I'm not a fairy or a ghost, but I don't know any magical spells that change size at will. ”

The pretty woman put her index finger against the mouth of the man in white, smiled playfully, and said, "No, you will." ”

The man in white felt the mysterious body fragrance coming to his face, and he only felt that he was a little fluttering, as if he was drunk.

The pretty woman took the other party's demeanor into her eyes, and she smiled and tried to ask, "Then let me hold it." ”

The man in white squinted his eyes and raised his eyebrows slightly, just about to speak, but suddenly remembered something, he coughed lightly, slowly retracted his smile, he moved his gaze forward, and did not look at the woman beside him.

The pretty woman looked resentful on the surface, but in fact, she condensed in her heart, and smiled a little without leaving a trace, her body quietly retreated a little, and she also had some bad premonitions in her heart.

In the field of vision of the man in white, at the entrance of the ruined temple, there was a tattered emaciated back sitting, the other party was sitting at the door, with a mottled long sword lying horizontally above his legs, and the man in white could see the hilt and the tip of the scabbard.

The wind outside was not small, and there were quite a few autumn leaves that were blown off and fell to the ground and on each other.

"Chang Rong, it's windy outside, you better come in." The man in white spoke up.

The man who was called Chang Rong by the man in white turned his head and said with a smile: "Young master, won't I delay your good deeds if I go in?" I'll sit outside. ”

The man in white looked a little embarrassed, you won't delay when you sit at the door?

He hesitated, but finally said tentatively: "Then why don't you sit away?" It should be fine, right? ”

The man, whose full name was Li Changrong, was stunned for a moment, then smiled awkwardly, and quickly got up, and the leaves that were originally on his body took the opportunity to fall to the ground and return to the embrace of nature.

This is because the young master is afraid that if he is close, he will hear the movement he makes.

It's understandable.

As for whether there is a problem, of course it is......

"No problem, no problem, I'll sit farther away." Li Changrong replied with a smile.

After saluting with his sword, he walked out of the temple.

The pretty woman took advantage of the time when Li Changrong was talking and briefly glanced at the other party.

The facial features are quite upright, not outstanding, but the face is clean, well, it can be regarded as a middle and upper face.

Although the clothes are not very good, the body should be quite healthy.

Thinking of this, the pretty woman withdrew her gaze and quietly moistened her lips with her tongue.

It was only soon that she looked at the figure that had moved away from the ancient temple and frowned slightly.

It's weird.

Why didn't you seem to notice each other before?

Otherwise, it would not be the turn of the man in white to remind outsiders here.

Seeing that the young man who had been by his side since he was eight years old and had been his personal guard since he was twelve years old answered that there was no question and stayed away, the man in white breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, walked to the door and closed the temple door.

He quickly regained his smile and rushed forward, wrapping his arms around the pretty woman's waist and pressing his face against the other's.

"Ahh The pretty woman was interrupted and startled.

However, after years of experience, she quickly adjusted her mood and pouted: "You scared me to death." ”

The man in white smiled lightly, and soon couldn't suppress the heat in his heart, showing a side that he thought he was little known, kissing each other while skillfully untying each other's clothes.

At first, the two were half-pushing and half-probing each other, and then gradually went wild to the flesh.

Reckless.

The story is interesting and vivid, and it is not appropriate to elaborate on it.

……

Li Changrong, who was far away from the broken temple, deliberately restrained his sense of hearing, and did not eavesdrop on the interesting things in his young master's room.

A fox demon in human form?

Scold.

is also the young master of his own family, so big, so flowery, he will be willing to have a dewy relationship with the other party when he already knows the identity of the other party.

Maybe his own young master will still think, "Fox demon? Wouldn't that be even more exciting? More fun? ”

Li Changrong stretched out his hand and gently pinched a piece of yellow fallen leaves that flew in front of him with two fingers, his eyes stared at the lines on the fallen leaves, but he was thinking about another thing in his heart.

If.

If that fox demon wants to kill his own young master.

It will trigger some kind of mysterious, incomprehensible "mechanism" set up by his young master, this "mechanism" uses murderous energy as the lead, and the degree of murderous energy is whether to hold down the switch or not.

When the fox demon's murderous aura reaches a certain critical point set by Li Changrong, it will touch the "mechanism".

When the time comes, there will probably be such a picture.

The two talented and beautiful women with stripes of stripes were at the height of their affection, and the happy face of the pretty woman suddenly changed! He poked out a sharp claw and grabbed at the chest of the man in white, trying to smash the other party's heart.

Then, there will be a pocket long sword with a three-inch ceiling, which suddenly appears in front of the man in white, with the tip of the sword pointing outward.

Boom.

Through the plump chest of the pretty woman, it shattered the other party's heart, causing a huge blood-red hole.

At that time, the pretty woman's face will probably be full of horror and disbelief, and after a few breaths, she will look at the panting man in front of her, and ask in a tone of confusion and remorse, "Why, is this happening?" ”

And the man would probably reach out and touch the other party's poignant face, and say with a regretful face: "It's a pity, it's a pity." ”