Her hand touched Mo Yu's body, felt the scorching temperature of his body, flinched for a moment, and then gritted her teeth and groped, and began to untie the robe on his body that was soaked in mist and stained with red and faint blood.

Shui Zhilong's movements were clumsy, obviously it was just a very simple thing, but after doing it, it had made her panting, her delicate body was covered with a layer of sweat, and the long skirt was sticky to her body, slightly itchy and slightly numb.

Even if he was mentally prepared, looking at the perfect lines of Mo Yu's naked-naked body at this moment, as well as the hideous erection of his lower body, still made Shui Zhilong's body stiffen for a short moment. She bowed her head tightly, her eyes seemed to be dripping, and she gasped deeply, making her chest tense for a while, as if she was about to break through her thin clothes and bounce out in the next moment.

Deep down, Shui Zhilong is not resistant or difficult to accept to be intimate with Mo Yu, but the thought that there is a mysterious woman who exists in an unknown form by his side makes her unable to suppress her shame.

But at this moment, she was no longer allowed to retreat, thinking of the pain that Mo Yu was suffering at the moment, Shui Zhilong's shyness suddenly calmed down a lot, she quickly untied the skirt around her waist, and the long skirt on her body fell off the ground, and then the white silk underwear...... When she untied the belly pocket of the crescent moon, her flawless white body was completely exposed to the air.

She stretched out her hand to push Mo Yu down, straddled him, reached out to support the hot hand, took a deep breath, and then sat down slowly.

The pain of tearing made Shui Zhilong's brows furrow, and she kept herself close to him before stopping, thinking that she had finally come together with him, but the future was destined not to be together, and there were a little tears in her eyes.

But at least at this moment, in the deepest part of her heart, there is a trace of satisfaction, a trace of happiness...... with a touch of guilt.

Shui Zhilong paused, enduring the pain, his body began to rise and fall jerkily, accompanied by the sound of juice splashing, and gradually there were red blood stains flowing out along the two of them, contaminating them...... It's like a blooming red flower.

Qin Qing'er looked at the void in front of her in a daze, obviously there was nothing, but her face was getting redder and redder, her cherry lips were slightly pursed, and her nose was covered with fine beads of sweat.

She would only expose her existence when there was no way, but she didn't expect that Shui Zhilong would be so direct.

As an ancient saintess, Qin Qing'er has been regarded as the key to the prosperity of the entire race since she showed the qualifications of perfectly inheriting the bloodline of the gods.

After looking at it in a daze for a long time, he was stabbed in the eye by the unfolding red flower, and then he suddenly came back to his senses, and his face turned red as if he was about to drip blood.

Even if she has a high terrifying cultivation, in the face of this kind of thing, she can only be frightened and then embarrassed. But in his mind, the image of Mo Yu and Shui Zhilong entangled still flashed from time to time, and he felt more and more like a deer crashing, and his body was hot.

At this moment, her body suddenly trembled slightly, not only her face was red, but the exposed skin of her whole body also had an extra layer of attractive pink.

"Not good!"

In the low voice, a little panic flashed in Qin Qing'er's sparkling eyes, when her mind was relaxed before, the suppressed force had unconsciously penetrated into her entire soul, and she was stimulated by the scene in front of her, and suddenly burst out at this moment!

This outbreak was extremely ferocious, and it was difficult to suppress it with her current residual strength.

Qin Qing'er was about to be immortal after all, and as soon as her eyes condensed, she had forcibly suppressed her emotions, and she raised her seductive hand, which was glowing with powder, and her fingertips released a faint golden light, which fell into the void.

She began to cast the [Sealing Lock God] again, only this time to use it for herself.

Monks all have inner demons, formless and insubstantial are born from their own consciousness, hidden in the depths of the monk's heart, and the amount of mental magic will continue to grow with the monk's own cultivation. The demons here can be regarded as the aggregation of many negative emotions, which are suppressed by the strong will of the monks, and it is difficult to be affected by external objects at all. But once it really erupts, it will be countless times more violent than ordinary monks!

And 情-yù has always been the strongest of these negative emotions.

Qin Qing'er didn't know what would happen if she couldn't support it, but she didn't want to think about it, but wanted to end it before it started.

Her fingertips swam rapidly, and a piece of gold sè ancient font appeared quickly, and in this process, the images of Mo Yu and Shui Zhilong entangled clearly appeared in her mind, she closed her eyes, and she couldn't isolate it, and the sound of coquettishness, low panting, grinding and ** collision came from all directions and invaded the depths of her soul.

Qin Qing'er bit her lip tightly, she knew that the Dao Heart Demon had exploded, and before it could affect her, she had to complete the [Sealing the Lock God]!

The speed of the fingertips was faster, and the recovery part of the strength was rapidly dissipating, and the suppression of the heart demon was weakened, and the entangled figure was getting closer and closer, as if it was happening right in front of her, and the voice in her ears gradually became high and excited.

Suddenly, Qin Qing'er's delicate body trembled, and the woman in the picture in her mind had become her at some point, naked, lying on Mo Yu's body and constantly moving, her blushing face was full of intoxication and indulgence, and her cherry lips were full of coquettishness.

As if sensing her gaze, Qin Qing'er in the picture suddenly looked at her, her shining eyes exuding an indescribable magic, "Look, that's what you think...... Well...... If it weren't for that, I wouldn't be in your heart......"

"You're still resisting what you're hesitating, come on...... Well...... He is really great and will make you experience bliss like you have never enjoyed before......"

"Come on...... Come on......"

Qin Qing'er's fingers paused for a moment, and the half-written golden text under her finger trembled slightly, and then quietly shattered.

"Don't!"

In her hurry, the gorgeous chapter that was about to be completed in front of her suddenly split, and countless golden runes collapsed and dissipated in the same instant.

Qin Qing'er didn't have time to do anything more, she didn't have the time to write a [Sealing Consciousness Lock God] chapter again, all she could do was close her eyes tightly and rely on her own will to resist the impact of the thought of love-yù.

But soon, her eyes opened again, and a chuckle suddenly came out of her mouth, "The little princess of the ancient lineage is really extraordinary, the people who have suppressed it over the years have not had half a chance to appear, if it weren't for the fact that the soul was too weak, and it happened to encounter such a thing, people would not know that they would be locked up for too long." This feeling of controlling the soul is wonderful, although it is destined to be only for a very short time, but it is enough for you to taste the joy of love between men and women in this world. ”

Qin Qing'er's eyes flashed a little struggle, she frowned, and said with a coquettish smile: "Little princess, don't disturb my sister's only time, I finally ran out." ”

She moved slightly, and her figure had already walked out of the nurturing space, looking at Shui Zhilong, who was lying on Mo Yu's body with jerky movements, she "giggled" and disappeared directly into her body.

The next moment, Shui Zhilong's movements suddenly became wild, she reached out and dragged the white and greasy towering on her chest, kneading it hard, screaming in her mouth, and she could vaguely hear the superposition of two voices.

Mo Yu's consciousness was in a semi-comatose and semi-conscious state, as if in a dream, and at this moment, a coquettish laugh suddenly came into his ears, "Little guy, this time it's really cheap for you, you have to remember your sister, hehe......hee"