Feng Jiaoyang was made by him, and her body reacted, she didn't want to do this at all, but now she is obviously not a man's opponent. You can't run away from him.

The gray-haired man, regardless of her entanglement, just kept kissing her, and her body was fascinating. More attractive than any woman's.

Seeing the magic sword not far away, it was impossible for her to get it now, but she could read the memories in his soul by combining with the man in front of her.

So as to understand what happened five hundred years ago, so she didn't say anything. Originally, she thought that she and Morgana would destroy the man and then get the female sword, but now they failed. But it made her know a secret.

The man now is nothing more than a fragment of the soul of the Demon Dragon King Mo Yan, and his appearance now should be the same as Mo Yan was back then. Although not completely.

Long sex, this gray-haired man is the same, of course, he is still very loyal to his lover. Although he doesn't mess around, it doesn't mean that he is weak in any way. On the contrary, as the Demon Dragon King, he has the proud capital of men.

If the woman he hated faced his sharp blade, he would naturally die a miserable death. But if he loves a woman. It will definitely make her enjoy immense joy.

His blade was constantly harassing hers, and of course the other key parts of Sun's body were also loved by him. His skills are good and easy to indulge in.

After a while, the sun trembled, and then somewhere a stream of honey sprayed. Wet the man's hands.

"Yue'er, you are still so sweet......" Smelling her scent, the gray-haired man raised his head and said something blue, but he still looked so elegant, it didn't affect his unique temperament at all.

Jiaoyang blushed and scolded: "You are a pervert, you have the ability to let me go." ”

"Yue'er, you're comfortable, but I'm still uncomfortable. He smiled lightly, and one of the giant beasts that he couldn't stand for a long time suddenly plunged in.

At this moment, he is not gentle, but to the end. Then it slammed into her depths with ferocity.

Every time, the sun couldn't help but moan, and it felt like her soul was swaying. Anyway, she is also experienced in the affairs of men and women, and because of the special body, men can only beg for mercy under her.

Now she was made like this by this man, it's really rare. And this gray-haired man's skills are even better than those of Tiger Tianyi. He's just a fragment of his soul, so full of charming masculine aura.

If the real ink is here, it will definitely be even more powerful.

In the midst of such intense pleasure, the restraint on the sun suddenly loosened, and she could finally move, so she swung her waist to meet the man's movements.

She is constantly being sent to the top by men, if other women are afraid that they would have died a long time ago, but the sun does not, her mental state is very good, with the watering of men, she is as beautiful as a rose.

In the end, the two fought like a war, anyway, the two were so passionate about each other. I don't know how long it took. The gray-haired man was finally on the verge of eruption.

He was faster, as if to pierce her soul, and at last he let out a beastly roar that poured all his love all over her.

The things that belonged to him carried the powerful spiritual power of the demon dragon, which made Jiaoyang suddenly feel like she had eaten a tonic, and she also read the love and hatred that belonged to the demon king Mo Yan at this moment.

Those memories were part of this soul fragment, and now she finally knew.

After having fun with the gray-haired man, she absorbed the powerful spiritual power while closing her eyes and probing the memories that belonged to Mo Yan.