Han Xiaoxi put her white fingers on her chest and summoned the fragments of his spirit from the Black Rose Seal, the terrifying dark spiritual power and her own weaving mist were fighting fiercely, this was not her spiritual power.

If it is forcibly stripped......

Xuan Mo didn't dare to think about it, his body was not yet well, and he had just gone through a fierce battle, and now he ......

He wanted to condense the black juice and bind Han Xiaoxi as soon as he started, but he didn't expect to be bounced away by his own spirit.

His spiritual power is a little weaker than before, and it is even more difficult to oppose "himself".

Han Xiaoxi's clear eyes were covered with tears, but the corners of her mouth were the most gentle smiles, she pulled her broken hair back with one hand, revealing her delicate side face, and stepped forward, leaning on his chest like this.

The close proximity makes each other's hearts beat faster.

Unable to figure out Han Xiaoxi's thoughts, Xuan Mo felt more and more nervous, didn't she want to return this spirit to herself......

So what exactly does she want to do.

Xuan Mo frowned tightly, looking at the delicate and lovely child on her chest with a cold face, and her heart was even more complicated, I don't know what "surprise" she will do.

Han Xiaoxi held the dark dark spirit in one hand, her eyes were full of innocent emotions, she tapped her fingers all the way up along Xuan Mo's chest, as if she was sprinting to Xuan Mo's forehead, gently smoothed the frowning brow, and then whispered.

"I'm not stupid enough to give you the spirit back, and then I'...... What you gave me, I won't want to take it again. Isn't it because you are injured, I will divide the rest of my spiritual power with you, and you will naturally be better. ”

Han Xiaoxi spoke softly, leaning on his pitch-black robe, his head still high and buried in his neck and shoulders, learning his way to practice the most breathtaking whispers.

Although she is petite, such a posture can also make Xuan Mo "tortured" with her, Xuan Mo involuntarily wanted to distance themselves from each other, and the more her upper body went back, Han Xiaoxi moved forward more and more.

This time, she finally took absolute control.

You've teased me before, and I'm going to get it back this time.

Because she almost put her weight on Xuan Mo's body, Xuan Mo took two steps back and leaned on the wooden door of the palace.

Han Xiaoxi immediately manipulated the spirit in his hand, and wrapped it with a large amount of weaving mist, transporting a steady stream of spiritual power into the essence, so that the spirit could resonate and echo with the Xuanmo body at such a close distance, thus having the effect of replenishing spiritual power.

Once this resonance is activated, Han Xiaoxi can be directly connected to his body through spiritual power, and there are still a lot of complex emotions surging......

Warm and very strong, like a cup of espresso, quietly placed on the window, watching the crowd coming and going, bitter to the dark, but no one cares.

Are you so lonely......

Han Xiaoxi wanted to understand this man more and more, she was like a kitten, gently rubbing against his chest, her face rubbing the texture on the battle robe, comforting him with her actions.

Xuan Mo understood that Han Xiaoxi wanted to "comfort" himself.

Then let's "comfort" him in another way.

At this moment, the voice of the little maid came from outside the window, calling for Xuan Mo.

"Lord Night King, Miss Huojing is awake. ”

“......”

Xuan Mo didn't say a word, as if he hadn't heard it, the heat in his eyes wrapped the woman in front of him, her clear pupils were rendered with the cleanest weaving mist, and the tattered white plain skirt on her body was not stained, but she was the most attractive woman in the sky.

She is gentle, kind, but also firm enough, and she has even more courage than herself.

He really wanted to have her in this moment.

"Lord Night King......" The little guy outside the window is still calling, but it has become the wind in Xuanmo's ears.

"Your Highness the Night King, there are people outside...... Hmmm......"

Han Xiaoxi also naively wanted to remind Xuan Mo, thinking that he could retreat with his whole body after playing with fire, and then he was distracted by his thin lips, and even his waist was taken away.

His big palm was clasped around her waist, and his lips traced her lips over and over again, as if he was tasting the most romantic honey in the world, sweet but not greasy, soft and delicious, and very delicious.

He also wanted more, more......

More.

Like a mad beast, he burst out with a low muffled roar from his throat, and Han Xiaoxi realized that he had overplayed with fire.

It's too late to want to leave now!

Han Xiaoxi quickly put away the essence and wanted to take back the weaving fog in his hand, but it was too late.

The spiritual power she conveyed just now was pure enough to allow Xuan Mo to recover most of it, and he was already the strongest person, so he could easily restrict her movements.

Xuanmo used her own black juice to blend directly into her weaving mist, and then the weaving mist was rendered in a pitch-black hue, but with the same shimmering light.

Xuan Mo was using spiritual power to probe her body, possessing everything from her, and even spiritual power didn't want to let go.

Han Xiaoxi never thought that Xuan Mo would directly invade like this and easily defeat her psychological defense, she is now like a little rabbit on the grassland, chased by the big bad wolf and stumbled several times, and she has to turn around to appease the big bad wolf.

Han Xiaoxi cooperated with his kiss, feeling his cold lips and body, with his own touch, each other continued to heat up, the flames seemed to burn from the head to the fingertips, and the gentle touch became the most innocent temptation.

lure him deeper, deeper.

The thick weaving mist erupted under Han Xiaoxi's unconscious, dancing with the black juice of Xuanmo, forming a surprisingly dense black fog with extremely amazing power.

When Xuan Mo saw this scene, he already understood.

In this world, there will be no one more suitable for herself than her.

He had shown the full power of the dark juice in the past, and there was a fifty percent chance that he would go berserk, so he easily did not use his ability, but Han Xiaoxi's delicate and precise control could make his spiritual power so stable.

Xuan Mo took over the initiative, quickly flipped Han Xiaoxi over, pressed her against the wall, and continued to kiss her with the most sincere emotions.

She is like a little white rabbit captured by a big bad wolf, and she has nowhere to escape, so she can only hold her head high and cooperate, and let her be.

It wasn't until her red lips were red and swollen again, suggesting that the tyrant's attack was too intense, that Han Xiaoxi tapped Xuan Mo's lips with his fingers.

signaled to him that he really couldn't "want" her anymore.

has its own beauty in its arms, so why rush for this moment.

Xuan Mo took a deep breath before pressing his mood, she still has this black rose seal on her body, and when he solves all this, he must let her transform as soon as possible and truly belong to herself.

Afraid that he would run away again, Xuan Mo could only pretend to be fine, opened the door happily, walked out directly, and took several deep breaths in succession, but still couldn't hold back and wanted to swallow her immediately.

"You...... You go cook medicine for me!"

Xuan Mo casually commanded the little woman with swollen red lips beside him, but he didn't dare to look at her.

"Boiled medicine?"

Why did you suddenly let her cook the medicine now?!

Han Xiaoxi looked at the man in front of him in confusion.

"Go!"

Xuan Mo was irritable, and just begged her to get out of his sight quickly, otherwise his reason would definitely collapse in the next second.

"Go...... Good ......"

Han Xiaoxi's frustrated little expression looked really cute.

She pouted and shrugged her shoulders helplessly.

"Wait!" Xuan Mo shouted to Han Xiaoxi, "You give it to me...... Change your short skirt!You know!!!!

The last half of the sentence, he won't speak.

Han Xiaoxi looked at her short skirt in surprise, but it was also a little on her knees, and she was wearing boots on her feet, and she didn't show much skin, which was not related to conservatism.

In Xuan Mo's eyes, Han Xiaoxi's figure is good.

Her slender legs were wrapped in plain white boots, revealing a small section of her skin, and on top of it was a plain white short skirt, the fluffy skirt modified her figure gracefully, and even the curves of her upper body were outlined.

Is this conservative?

Han Xiaoxi saw that Xuanmo, the Tyrannosaurus rex, was about to breathe fire, so he could only walk away.

Xuan Mo saw her little back leave all the way, and made sure that she disappeared without a trace, feeling that the heart had just returned to his body.

He straightened out his robes, smoothed out the folds, erased the traces of the intimate encounter, and then regained his iceberg face and entered the room where Huo Jing was resting.

"Lord Night, I'm really sorry. ”

Huo Jing was a very gentle person, and she apologized for the trouble she had caused.

The Night King, who was almost killed, was buried in the dragon's lair with Han Xiaoxi, and she almost became a sinner through the ages.

"You don't have to get up, you're not guilty. The specific thing Xi'er has told me is that you don't have to take all the blame on yourself. When this happens, there are people who care more about you than we do. ”

Under Xuan Mo's cold face is also a mirror heart, he has long seen that Bu Yu's thoughts on Huo Jing are "impure".

Huo Jing disappeared, and Bu Yu, who knew the news, dispatched all the people in the Huangquan Inn, although he didn't find Huo Jing, but he also did his best.

"Someone ......" Huo Jing was completely unaware of this.

"It's Bu Yu. He was the ruler of the Yellow Springs Inn, and some sinful people went to work with him, and if he reformed himself, he could change his face. So, he could have made a humanoid mask. This is a secret of the underworld, and outsiders don't know about it. ”

Xuan Mo explained, and Huo Jing's jaw was about to fall in surprise.

What does that mean......

Bu Yu likes himself?

Wait, that's a bit informative.

"You say it's a secret of the underworld, what do you have to do with me......

Huo Jing still didn't understand.

"What the matter with you, silly girl. He asked me for a special approval order to allow the Corpse Whisperer Fire Essence to use a humanoid mask. When you get better, you can go to the Huangquan Inn to pick a face you like and wear it. ”

Xuan Mo understood what the face meant to the corpse whisperer with a skeletal face.

They will be hated by the world forever, doing the most horrific post-mortem work in the world, dealing with white bones and broken corpses every day.

But they ...... It's just someone who desperately wants to be loved.

Why is such an application not approved?

Huo Jing had no eyes, so she couldn't shed tears, she still maintained a slightly open mouth posture, and couldn't speak for a long time.

She finally has a face.

Face, what does it feel like to the touch.

What does it look like when you wear it?