The human skin mask is loved

True is also false, and false is true

The poem says:

Kindness and others do not seek to reciprocate,

Grace will take revenge on my heart.

It's hard to tell the truth from the fake,

Unswerving to death in estrus.

◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆

It is said that Murong Yan took Lu Yan straight to the cliff, but there was no one on the edge of the cliff. She jumped down without saying a word, and there was a whirring wind in her ears, Lu Yan was already frightened, and when she reached the foot of the mountain, her legs were weak and she couldn't stand steadily. With the glow of the morning sun, she saw a man at the foot of the cliff looking at him with a sad face and sweating profusely, constantly trying to climb but giving up halfway every time because of the lack of internal strength, so anxious that he kept scolding his father and mother.

Murong Yan couldn't help but shout "official", left Lu Yan, and rushed away. He Laizheng was annoyed and anxious, and when he saw his wife return safe and sound, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, hugged her tightly in his arms, and nibbled on her red lips recklessly, kissing and complaining. Murong Yan naturally knew that it was difficult to climb to the top of the mountain with her husband's martial arts, and the reason why she made this decision was really a last resort, if he helped from the side, not only could he not help himself, but would add to the chaos. In his kiss in full swing, she admired it affectionately, whispered, the charm and gentleness of the little woman was undoubtedly displayed, and Murong Yan, who was extremely ruthless in martial arts, was gone. It wasn't until there was a horse roar that the two of them woke up, and their lips and teeth parted reluctantly.

Lu Yan next to her was dumbfounded, seeing Murong Yan's delicate and charming, she couldn't help but sneer, the "Flying Immortal Outside the Sky" with outstanding martial arts was just an ordinary man, and thought that she was really a fairy who did not eat fireworks in the world, it turned out that she also had joys, sorrows, sorrows, seven emotions and six desires, as well as love and hatred.

Although they hadn't seen each other for five years, the white horse apparently recognized He Lai, who had been born and died on the battlefield together, and ran over with a cry of joy, and suddenly knelt down with his front hooves. He Lai was stunned for a moment, his eyes turned red in an instant, and he clenched his fists. Murong Yan said: "Official, people have names, and they also have them, is Xiaobai good?" He Lai nodded and said: "Xiaobai, you and I will never be separated from now on." ”

While she was talking, Lu Yan lowered her head, bowed down, silently walked beside Murong Yan, and called softly: "Master, the sky is already dawning, I am afraid that something may happen, please leave the land of right and wrong as soon as possible." ”

Murong Yan's face turned red, and she almost forgot to be intimate with her husband, so she introduced herself to her husband, how could she see that Lu Yan's facial features were also upright, although her figure was slightly slender but also concave and exquisite, she couldn't help but nod and said, "It's a beauty." ”

Murong Yan pouted and said, "If the official is interested, why don't you take her as a concubine?" I don't know if he didn't hear it or was thinking about it, why didn't he say a word, but Lu Yan lowered his head shyly. It is said that a woman's heart is like a needle under the sea, although Murong Yan looked indifferent and free on her face, her heart was really sour.

Murong Yan didn't say a word, seeing her husband and Lu Yan talking and laughing, her heart became more and more unhappy, and she walked all the way in a sullen manner, passing by the river, when Xiaobai was drinking, she suddenly heard someone behind her shouting "National Teacher", it was Chen Lao Wu. It turned out that he had built a simple wooden house by the river, just to wait for He Lai to return, and if He Lai was dead, he would keep a vigil here and die alone. He Lai listened to tears in his eyes, bowed and thanked him, asked him to pack his bags, and bought two more horses, Murong Yan and Lu Yan rode Xiaobai together, He Lai and Chen Lao took one horse for five points, and the group stayed overnight and went to Lin'an.

Along the way, Lu Yan took good care of everyone, especially He Lai, who was even more considerate to him. Seeing her husband talking and laughing with Lu Yan, Murong Yan had mixed feelings in her heart, but the words were said by herself, and it was difficult to regret it.

Seeing that he was on the outskirts of Lin'an, thinking that he could finally see his parents, he was in a good mood, and took advantage of the sunrise to go out to enjoy the scenery. Lu Yan clapped her hands and applauded, snuggling up to He Lai, looking like a little bird. Murong Yan pouted when she saw this, ignored him angrily, didn't do a deep study, and took Lu Yan out to watch the sun, Murong Yan sat at the head of the bed angrily, looking depressed. It turns out that men are all the same, not only do they like the new and hate the old, but they are cared for in every way before they get it, and they don't care about it after they get it.

When he was upset, Chen Lao Wu knocked on the door.

Murong Yan opened the door and said, "Old Chen, He Lang is not here, but there is something important?"

Chen Lao Wu said: "I have something important to report, does Mrs. He know where the national teacher has gone?"

"Go out with that...... Who knows!" she originally wanted to say "little goblin", but she suddenly felt that something was wrong, but she also had to react quickly and correct it in time.

Chen Lao Wu said: "Mrs. He, I don't know if I should say something or not?"

"Family, but it doesn't hurt to say. ”

Chen Lao Wu looked around for a while, confirmed that there was no one around, and suddenly lowered his voice and said: "This road has been going for a few days, and Lu Yan secretly marked every fork in the road, I don't know if it was the request of the national teacher or Mrs. He's meaning?"

Murong Yan was shocked, she had been sulking for the past few days, and she had forgotten about everything else, this mark was nothing more than to let future generations be able to show the way, Lu Yan must have acted like this, there must be fraud in it. Thinking of this, she suddenly worried about her husband's safety, and hurriedly asked where he came from.

Chen Lao Wu said: "Mrs. He, the national teacher is being stopped by a beggar. ”

"Just give me a few taels of silver. Murong Yan felt strange, with her husband's martial arts, she wouldn't even be able to beat a beggar, right?

Chen Lao Wu said: "That beggar is about fifty years old, with a full beard and high temples, and at a glance you can see that he is a person with profound internal skills. At this moment, he is pulling the national teacher by the stream......"

Before he finished speaking, Murong Yan had already rushed out, Chen Lao Wu was so anxious that he stomped his feet and shouted: "Mrs. He, I haven't taken the sword yet......" When he picked up the sword and came out, where was there still any trace of Murong Yan, thinking that there were still bags in the inn that had not been packed, so he had to turn back and enter the house, planning to pack everything and then go to meet with He Lai.

It was also Murong Yan who had this catastrophe.

She rushed to the stream and saw that Lu Yan had fainted and fell to the ground, and a beggar in ragged clothes pulled He Lai, shouting loudly that he had to say that he was her son.

At a glance, it was clear that this beggar's internal strength was far above where he came from, where could he escape, and in the middle of the dispute, he had no choice but to reluctantly shout "Daddy", thinking that he could go in this way. The beggar said, "Come on, come on, my good boy, Daddy just saw that you were good at a few times, so it is better to mention you a little more." ”

He Lai waved his hand and said, "I have a master, I don't need you to mention it." ”

The beggar raised his eyebrows and shouted: "I am the second in the world, and no one dares to call it the first in the world! I will teach you, and you have to learn if you don't learn." After speaking, he said the mantra of the inner strength and mental method. He is not stupid, but he is not good at martial arts, so he didn't listen carefully. Seeing that he was absent-minded, the beggar scolded him, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly, this old guy is really delirious, it seems that he has to learn some fur today, otherwise it will be difficult to get out.

"Listen carefully, as you did the day before, beware of me lashing a hundred!"

"The day before yesterday?" He suddenly realized that the old beggar had recognized the wrong person, and most of his son looked quite similar to himself, causing him to mistakenly think that he was his son.

The beggar scolded while pouring beans into a bamboo tube for a while, and suddenly saw Murong Yan coming over and shouting, "Ah, it's not good, don't eavesdrop on this female doll." After that, he walked up to Murong Yan and said, "Hey, little girl, I'm teaching my child's kung fu, don't eavesdrop." ”

Murong Yan said: "He is my husband, how can he be your child? How can I not recognize you? Besides, what is your kung fu? Who wants to eavesdrop?"

The beggar thought for a moment and said, "Okay, then you go far away." ”

Murong Yan leaned on a green pine tree and said with a disdainful expression: "Why should I listen to your dispatch? The scenery here is very good, I can leave if I like to go, and I won't leave if I don't like to go." ”

The beggar was furious, his eyebrows furrowed, and he reached out to grab her face, but Murong Yan didn't see it, ignored it, and only waited for his move to be at the end of his move, and he would win with one blow. He Lai hurriedly stopped it: "Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding, she's my wife......"

The beggar said, "Even if it's a wife, it won't work! we are far away, and you are not allowed to eavesdrop on us." ”

Murong Yan was too lazy to pay attention to him anymore, turned her head and didn't answer, but suddenly there was a numbness on her vest, and it turned out that the beggar suddenly pointed at the acupoint of her vest.

The beggar then stretched out his finger and tapped it on her waist, and whispered: "Little girl, don't be anxious, I'll release you when I'm done with my child's kung fu." He laughed and walked away.

He was thinking about how to get rid of this inexplicable beggar entanglement, he couldn't beat it, and he couldn't say it clearly, so it was better to push the boat down the river, learn a few tricks from him, deal with things, and was thinking about it, and he didn't seem to notice that Murong Yan was attacked.

The beggar came over and grabbed his hand, and said: "The martial arts of the world, either good or evil, either good or negative, my martial arts are both good and evil, and they are extremely powerful! He Lai thought to himself how could Murong Yan eavesdrop, you just insisted on passing on her, and she would never learn it, but this beggar was probably not in his normal mind, so he didn't have to argue with him more, so he followed him away.

Murong Yan was softened to the ground, angry and funny, thinking that although he had practiced martial arts profoundly, and he also had a lot of experience in fighting the enemy, he was a little less cunning and tactful in dealing with people after all, which was the way of others. So he was able to get away with his internal strength and wanted to solve his own acupoints. How do you know that the two acupoints not only have no signs of loosening, but are even more sore, and you can't help but be shocked. It turned out that the beggar's method was just reversed from the internal strength of Xiaoyao, and she used the mind of the old man of the zodiac to solve it, and it turned out to be to get rid of it. I tried a few times, but I felt a faint pain at the point, and I didn't dare to try again at the moment, thinking that after the beggar finished passing on the kung fu, she would come to the rescue, she didn't care about everything, and she was not anxious at the moment.

Not long after, Lu Yan woke up and saw Murong Yan lying in the grass, and ran over and shouted while pushing and shoving: "Sister, sister, what's wrong with you......" Murong Yan's two acupoints were sealed, unable to move, and unable to speak, so she had to blink her eyes and signal that she was temporarily fine. Seeing her situation, Lu Yan said, "Sister, wait a minute, I'll call someone to save you", and hurriedly ran away. It's just that she didn't run far, hiding behind a big tree not far away, and beckoned to twenty or thirty feet away.

Sure enough, seeing Lu Yan beckoning, a person flashed out of the shadows and came straight to him, looking like that Xiao Feng! Lu Yan grabbed him and said in a low voice: "She saved my life after all, you must not kill her." ”

Xiao Feng pouted and smiled, "How can I be willing to kill her? ”

Lu Yan said: "You put on this human skin mask, and now that her acupoints are pointed, you will naturally do whatever you want." If she can think of you as what she is, you will be able to enjoy yourself. At the end of the day, if you take off the human skin mask, she will be ashamed, and if you can take the opportunity to persuade her, maybe she will change her mind and follow you from now on. ”

Xiao Feng laughed, praised Lu Yan's good idea, and put on the human skin mask - this is a mask that is not much different from He Yuan's appearance. Lu Yan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would really think he was where he came.

Seeing that his eyes were full of greed, Lu Yan knew what would happen, and hesitated, thinking that if Murong Yan lost her body, she would definitely have no face to face, and she could be his wife in a grand manner. After all, she doesn't want to be a "little concubine". Thinking like this, he acquiesced, and walked to another part of the jungle to stop and watch how he came from and the beggar.

Xiao Feng stared at Murong Yan from afar, watching her clear face bathed in the morning sun, sometimes as pure as jade, sometimes crimson Ruodan, he guessed that she was working hard to break through the acupoints, her martial arts were shocking, and she would definitely be able to solve the acupoints. He thought to himself, I'm afraid I won't be able to look at her so quietly in the future, at such a beautiful day, and so close.

To his surprise, a long time has passed, although at this time, he was so intoxicated that he forgot the time, Murong Yan still did not rush away from the acupoint by himself, looking at the decadence that flashed in the corner of her eyes, and there was a faint sadness mixed with a little pain, he felt a great pain in his heart, and secretly hated the beggar for being vicious in his acupoint kung fu, and it was inevitable that he was a little lucky. If it weren't for this beggar by mistake, he really didn't know what means to use to get it, such as dropping the pie today, and he couldn't help but be happy, it was best that this beggar could delay for three or five hours, and he could get together with the person in his dream for a while, and a moment was eternal, as far as he was concerned.

Xiao Feng has never seen such a stunning woman, so clear and lonely, that kind of isolated arrogance and coldness seems to be innate, even if it is close at hand, it still makes people feel far away, unable to get close, and even more untouchable.

He has never been able to forget, when he first saw Murong Yan, her white clothes were like snow, her eyes were as pure as autumn water, and she was as cold as frost, although she was enough to make him unforgettable, but her unearthly fairy posture finally discouraged him, and he never dared to have too much reverie.

And at this moment, she was lying quietly on her side in the jungle, with snow-white clothes and black hair, as if she was a fairy who had descended to the mortal world, and finally let his heart that had been wandering and struggling completely fall, and now that the dream was within reach, he decided not to hesitate anymore, even if it was to fall into the dark cycle forever.

He staggered closer, towards the fairy in his dream who was struggling with mortal dust, one step, two steps, three steps...... He was slowly approaching, and the closer he got, the more nervous, the more powerless he became, and he couldn't turn back.

Finally, he came behind Murong Yan's breathing, and he had already breathed her skin between his mouth and nose, which was naturally mellow and refreshing.

Xiao Feng raised his trembling hand, slowly but firmly stretched out to Murong Yan's back shoulder, his fingertips pinpointed the direction, and he retreated with a light touch, and his figure also flew back, like a shock. He finally touched and felt the skin of the fairy in his dream, even though there was a layer of snow-white clothes in between.

"Huh? Why is she still like this, could it be that the acupuncture path has not yet been unlocked? Impossible, right? With her vast and profound martial arts, how could she not be able to unravel? Is it because his excited mood is confused and he can't grasp the strength? Or is it because his mind and movements have blasphemed the gods?" After a long time, Murong Yan still didn't move, and his suspicion suddenly rose.

Finally, he couldn't help it, and he approached again, this time, as fast as when he retreated.

The snow-white clothes cover the soft shoulders that are as bright as jade, Luo Yi is delicate and thin, not resistant to the breeze, looking through his neck, the handsome mountain peaks are faintly dotted with two points of growth, which meet his eyes that he began to be intoxicated, like the recognition of two points of lovesickness, flying into his eyes and entering his heart.

Greed grew like a dream in the dark night, and his desire for all her condensed savings swelled rapidly, but he didn't know what was bound by it, and it was not enough to explode.

When he reached out to touch the beautiful face that was as fragrant as water and the wind blowing in the mountains and forests, he hesitated and panicked, inexplicable emotions breeded, he tried to struggle and resist, but nothing could be changed, he could only temporarily let it dominate his mind. Fortunately, it is like an epiphany, irresistible and irresistible, but it is also disappearing.

The breeze blew, and a trace of black hair fell and brushed him to touch Murong Yan's hand. As if frightened, his hand quickly withdrew, as if he could not bear to desecrate this holiness, and in the breeze, the leaves fell, adorning the eyes of the Yiren with peach, and her beautiful cheeks were covered with loose strands of hair, like tassels hanging from the phoenix crown of the bride to be married.

Today, she is his bride!

Having made up his mind, he stretched out his hands and hugged Murong Yan's slender waist from behind, rubbing his hair vigorously on his cheeks, breathing the fragrant fragrance between his noses, and rumbling twice in his throat, before he muttered dreamily: "Murong Yan, you are mine, no one can take you away from my arms!"

He took off a silk scarf tied around Murong Yan's waist and covered her eyes, subconsciously, he didn't want the holy goddess in his mind to see his "dirty" blasphemous.

Murong Yan was originally closing her eyes and exercising pranayama, when she felt something touch lightly, and when she slowly opened it, she didn't see anything, obviously it was covered. Suddenly, she noticed that someone was holding her tightly with outstretched arms. When the man hugged each other, he was extremely timid at first, but then he gradually became presumptuous and bold, and he even kneaded it in his soft waist. Her heart was already frightened, and she wanted to open her mouth to speak, but she was unable to move her tongue and was powerless to struggle, and she was really frightened and ashamed.

Who knew that it was more than that, despite the light veil covering her eyes, she could still feel that the man had become even worse, kissing her cheek and even her lips with her mouth. Her first reaction was only the beggar, but when she touched the man's face, she felt that his face was smooth, and it was not the beggar's full beard.

Suddenly, her heart fluttered, her fear faded away, and her affection was secretly born, thinking that her husband had come to tease me. No wonder he didn't unlock his acupuncture points first, and he had to cover his eyes with a silk handkerchief, because he was afraid that he would not allow it. Official, but you don't know that you are the favorite of the slave family, no matter what the official asks, what do you want the slave family to do, the slave family will eventually ...... will agree, what a troublesome Lang Jun.

Murong Yan was in a reverie in her heart, the other party's hands were never idle, she was distracted, she only felt that the hands around her waist were becoming more and more unruly, and she actually began to slowly untie her wide clothes, suffering from her acupoints being pointed, unable to move, so she had to let it do, and her heart was surprised and shy.

In fact, even if Murong Yan's acupoint was unlocked at this time, I am afraid she would not be able to struggle, because she only felt that the big hands that caressed her seemed to have a strange force, which made her body soft, but fortunately she was lying on the ground, otherwise she would not have the strength to stand firmly.

Not to mention Murong Yanfang's confusion, when her clothes and obscene clothes were lifted to her waist, the exposed slender waist was grasped, and the fragrant navel was like a bizarre and secluded dream, and in the depths of that dream, under the cover of the thin obscene clothes, the secluded secret realm was faintly revealed, messy and entangled like a bunch of complicated thoughts in his heart at this moment. At this moment, Xiao Feng was dumbfounded, and he was deeply shocked by the beautiful scenery in front of him. In front of him was the woman he had been dreaming of, but even in the most fragrant and sweet dream, he never thought that Murong Yan would be so charming.

Although it is a posture of lying on his back, in Xiao Feng's eyes, he only feels that the willow waist is slender and the palm is light, delicate and pitiful, and weak, and he can't describe the unique beauty in this world with all the words he knows. But seeing Murong Yan's eyebrows and eyes, the cherry lips were slightly pursed and the wings of the nose were moving, and a blurred spring dream had been outlined.

The dream is about to wake up, and the drama is about to be staged.

The flames were arrogant, and he saw the towering mountain peaks in his intoxication, swaying in the cold autumn wind, and the two shades of red in the snow white, which made her particularly pitiful and formed an unearthly temperament. And since she is only shy, not angry, because there are no tears on the light veil, then, she actually doesn't completely reject herself, right?

With such an awareness, Xiao Feng was so happy that he seemed to explode, but his movements became more and more gentle, holy fairy, do you really allow me to be frivolous like this?

After tonight, even though she can still be so clean, or even more gorgeous, but on a stormy night, all the delicate peach blossoms on the trees must have fallen and withered.

But when the leaves are falling and the peach blossoms are piling up, Murong Yan, do you remember how many times you were greedy in your dreams?

And when the dawn rains and dreams back at midnight, beauty, have you ever remembered how many degrees the morning sun has fallen?

At this moment, she was lying on her back, feeling weaker than anyone else, like a kind of crystal porcelain that made people think that even if they held her in the palm of their hand, it would easily break. Although bitter pity can be condensed into tenderness that borders on pain, it can also lead to evil desires similar to destruction!

He stared at her again, this woman with a gorgeous face and almost crystal clear, this woman who is now half-dissolved, lying in front of her in front of her in the falling leaves, as if she wants to deeply engrave this scene in his heart and leave it as a memory!

Flower-like, graceful, delicate and tactful, low back into a spring dream!

The snow is pure, the face is like jade, and the years are washed out of a light song!

He couldn't help it, he leaned down cautiously, lowered his head and kissed the two red lips that he had been longing for, the soft and fragrant touch made him lose his soul, and he couldn't help but want more.

Was it the bitter lovesickness in his soul dream that condensed a strong spring at the corner of his mouth? How could he feel that the lips were gradually breeding and fragrant between the lips?

Anyway, he worked tirelessly to taste the fragrance of his red lips, trying to squeeze through the two neatly closed rows of braided shells, intending to find the source of the fragrance, the happiness he had dreamed of in this life.

"Huh-" After a slight murmur, he finally succeeded in overcoming the fragile defense line of Murong Yan's cherry lips, opening his lips and teeth, capturing cloves, tangled and obsessed, fragrant and fragrant, and breathing like orchid, all of which were enough to make him intoxicated.

After being obsessed for a long time, he reluctantly parted, and unfinished, he stared at Murong Yan's fragrant lips that he couldn't put down, and found that she was pursing her lips so hard that her red lips were squeezed out of a deep and delicate red.

It seemed to be a moving sound emanating from the depths of the soul, but it turned out to be coming from the delicate nose, no wonder it felt particularly stirring and sultry.

The faint fragrance emanating from Murong Yan's body is like an orchid musk, and her elegance is as bright as water, and the spring love condensed at the corners of her eyes adds a graceful charm to her.

Such a provocative style made him can't help but want to gradually add a burst of peach to her face, and the peach-like smile is born in the wind, turning into a beautiful spring dream in the wind. At this moment, he saw Liruo Chunhua's face, and further, he wanted to see how the beauty's delicate body messed up Chunhong.

With all her thoughts in mind and her mouth and hands together, Murong Yan's beauty was growing wildly, climbing up the jade and blushing, and sliding down the beautiful neck. At this time, the morning sun shines through the mist, trying to radiate brilliance. The sunlight shines through the branches and leaves of the forest, shining on Murong Yan's jade-like and mutton-fat-like body, adding a jade-like luster.

Between the mottled light and shadow, it just outlines the erection of the mountain peaks, and highlights the two points of cherry red just right, which is really reverie.

A pair of arms hang down to the side, white and delicate, ten spring onion-like orchid jade fingers, in the shade of the sun, still exude a soft light, not the round nails of Kodan, is naturally rose red, occasionally a few bathed in the sun, it exudes a beautiful spring that makes his heart flutter!

Spring is like this. Xiao Feng uncontrollably held one of Murong Yan's hands until her fingertips touched his face, and as he exerted his strength and trembled slightly, the silky fingertips brushed his face at will, making him itch and unbearable.

When Murong Yan's fingertips gently brushed his dry and hot lips, he couldn't suppress the passion, reached out to hold her jade wrist, and completely took the five fingertips into his mouth one by one, only to feel that the entrance was fragrant, round and soft, like a fascination, and he couldn't put it down!

Feeling that his fingertips were slightly itchy by his tongue, although he couldn't speak because of the acupoints, Murong Yan couldn't help but hum softly through his nose.

Who can resist the kiss and provocation of his beloved, at this time, Murong Yan thought in her heart that the person who was doing the blame was her husband, and she was naturally unbearable, and she was already secretly desired.

Xiao Feng naturally didn't know what Murong Yan was thinking, he saw the beauty in his eyes full of blush, beautiful and moving, although it was still so pitiful and delicate, but finally disappeared the coldness of the independence of the world, making her like a fairy who fell into the mortal dust, no longer as isolated from the world as before, as if she did not eat the fireworks of the world.

Relatively speaking, he was obviously more willing to see this side of Murong Yan, but if he wanted it to be displayed in front of himself alone, he was the only one who appreciated it.

His hand went down from the jade wrist along her smooth arm, dragging the jade hand on his cheek while continuing to caress it, he bent his waist, leaned down, lowered his head and kissed her smooth forehead and verdant willow eyebrows, gradually transferred to the crystal round ear beads, his teeth gnawed lightly, and he was satisfied to see the pink Yan spread further, quickly spreading throughout Murong Yan's entire Zhen.

Xiao Feng's hot lips swirled down, finding her fragrant lips, between the two lips and tongues, their hearts were full of surging love and spring love, Murong Yan was unbearable, already confused, when Xiao Feng climbed slowly like a mountaineer, he felt her trembling in an instant, as he climbed to the top of the mountain to control the overall situation, next to his ears, there was a dream humming sound from Murong Yan.

Xiao Feng is naturally not a reckless man who does not understand the amorous feelings, he knows that the time has come, and he also knows that he pities the beauty, so he is happy to follow the expectations of the beauty, and use both hands to launch an all-encompassing offensive against the beauty.

Gently tearing off the messy clothes that were originally tangled around Murong Yan's waist, Murong Yan appeared in his eyes without a thread, and his brain was buzzing, only to feel that his mouth was dry, and he couldn't speak for a while, let alone move.

"Gentle in the countryside, heaven and earth. Xiao Feng sighed secretly, but he was not in a hurry to explore the daughter fragrance overflowing from Taoyuan, he shifted his position, used both words and hands, and climbed all the way, until he came to Murong Yan's delicate feet like the moon, and then he reluctantly stopped for a while.

At this time, in the misty jungle, Murong Yan did not have the slightest wisp, only a pair of perfect feet were still hidden in the golden lotus, and they did not see the light of day. Xiao Feng naturally refused to destroy the heavenly things, and he couldn't tolerate Murong Yan's broom to cherish himself.

He cherished and held Murong Yan's pair of golden lotuses with both hands, held them slightly with the palm of his hand, and while caressing and playing with them, he secretly praised in his heart: "The stunning golden lotus, the fine is medium, the fit is short, like holding the heart of Xizi, and the smile is natural." There can be no one, there can be two!"

"Ling Bo microstep, Luo socks dust". Xiao Feng had read the eternal "Luo Shen Fu" many years ago, when he longed for a pair of fairy feet in the fairy Linchen, and he was "willing to perform in silk, and the same element is enough to circulate", this kind of psychology, for him, is just "others don't say good, I only know pitiful".

Now, Murong Yan is in front of him, a pair of jade feet are also in his hands, seeing that he has been tasting his long-cherished wish for many years, his mood is extremely excited, originally, Murong Yan is in his mind, He Ya is better than Luo Shen Fairy, at this moment, it adds a little closeness.

With Xiao Feng's usual knowledge of the limited knowledge of the Golden Lotus, he can still know that Murong Yan's pair of jade feet can be described as a divine product in the lotus, taking the slender cloud to make a clever grid, with green soles, white shoes, and a dense lotus flower pattern on the upper, implying the Wizard of Oz, Ling Bo Weibu, clear lotus out of the water, and dust-free.

After playing with it for a long time, Xiao Feng couldn't finish gently removing the pair of golden lotuses and putting them aside, greedy and greedy, naturally he didn't want to miss the white and dusty Luo socks of the taste, as well as the beautiful Tianzu covered by the Luo socks.

As Xiao Feng's palm flipped lightly, Murong Yan's pair of small golden lotuses fell to the ground, and what caught her eye was a pair of white Luo socks without any modification, Murong Yan followed Murong Tianshan to explore the rivers and lakes since she was a child, and then married He Lai, and He Lai opposed foot binding, but the pair of jade feet that could be held in Xiao Feng's palm was so delicate and delicate.

The fog is still there, and the sunlight passes through the forest, which looks delicate and hazy, which makes this pair of Tianzu perfectly display the exquisite curves of Zhong Tiandi's aura, and the thin Luo socks are difficult to completely cover, and the wonderful outline of the interwoven toes can be faintly seen, through the white Luo socks, you can even see the toenails on each jade toe, and the tempting gaps between them.

The snow-white Luo socks gradually faded, revealing a sparkling calf and a round ankle that was white and red. Luo socks fell to the ground, Xiao Feng took a long breath, his eyes suddenly froze, Murong Yan's pair of perfect heavenly feet exposed in the air are definitely beyond the beauty of this mortal world, just like the old saying: "Carved jade and incense, cut clouds and carved moon", it is the new lotus petaled moon teeth, sharp and delicate full of flowers.

The palm of the hand is lightly held to show the feet, snow-white as jade, faintly flowing with a crystal like jade, soft and perfect foot curvature, such as a crescent moon, like a delicate turn, delicate and lovely, the ankles are slender and ruddy, the arch of the foot is slightly higher, the curve is beautiful, soft as boneless, the toes are symmetrical and neat, such as ten thin green onions, and the jade reddish toenails are like pearls connected and inlayed.

Xiao Feng, who had obtained the treasure, couldn't help but turn his palm, clenched the arch of his foot with his four fingers, and gently caressed the soles of his feet with his thumb, feeling the tenderness of Murong Yan's soles of his feet, imagining the beautiful ripples of the palms of his feet due to the automatic contraction of the slightly itchy skin, so that he couldn't help but ripple countless ripples in his heart.

Greedy, he naturally wouldn't be satisfied, he once again held a pair of golden lotuses with the palms of his hands, pinched his ankles lightly with his five fingers, and looked at Murong Yan's delicate toenails that were not wearing Kodan and naturally contained a circle of rose red, and couldn't help but bow his head and suck it.

Although Murong Yan, whose acupoints were pointed, was numb and soft all over her body and couldn't move, the itching between her toes spread to the heart lake, and then spread to her whole body, making her snort rapidly, her whole body was blushing, and the back of her feet was involuntarily straightened, forming several lovely folds at the center of her feet, which was extremely sultry.

Xiao Feng tasted the sweetness of the beautiful woman's toes, sniffed the fragrance of the nobility at the end of his nose, sometimes sucked his toes, sometimes licked the soles of his feet finely, and sometimes separated his toes, licking the gaps between his toes, until he tasted the ten toes in turn, and then reluctantly put them down.

Under his all-pervasive kiss, a pair of jade feet in his palm showed a different style from Fang Cai. The skin on the original beautiful feet was as white as jade, but now it is full of delicate pink, the tight toes are stretched, and the ones are neatly arranged like spring onions, slender and slender, and the toes are bent together, like a crescent moon like a hook.

The moist toenails are crystal clear, and the toe-length growth is dotted with rosy circles, mixed with the morning sun to shine a natural and healthy glow. The unbearable arch of the foot is slightly bent upward, the surface of the foot is very high, and the slightly convex ankle is smooth and slender, and the ankle bone is almost invisible, which makes people itch and suffer.

Murong Yan's heart is shy, at this moment her eyes are covered with light veils, she can't see, and she dimly sees a man holding her jade feet in both hands, playing with and even kissing with love, although she thinks in her heart that it must be her husband who caresses her, but after all, she has never seen it with her own eyes, how can she not have a little apprehension in her heart.

Coupled with the secret jade feet of the daughter's family, even if it is a husband who entrusts him for life, he is not able to play at will, at this moment, the socks are removed, and the jade feet are completely exposed to the air of the autumn night, although the delicate body cannot move, the irritating soles of the feet are spontaneously stretched straight, trembling like helpless buds in the night wind.

Extremely shy and unbearable, Murong Yan only felt that her face was hot, her heart was palpitating, and her body was hot as if a fire had been ignited.

Xiao Feng finally let go of Murong Yan's jade feet, which had already been unbearable, and sat on the grass with a low body, wading through the swamp, gearing up, full of interest, and ready to go.

Murong Yan knew what was about to happen, she couldn't help but be ashamed and anxious, faintly with a little indescribable joy, that kind of extremely embarrassing scene flashed in her mind, although she knew that she couldn't see it, she still closed her eyes tightly in anxiety.

He gasped and said in a rough voice, "Murong Yan, whether you know who I am or not, I'm coming!"

Suddenly, there was a sound of clothes hunting in the air, and a figure appeared in an instant!

Murong Yan had already sunk, unable to extricate herself, her reason had been burned out, and she didn't notice anything wrong with her voice at all, and she subconsciously responded in her heart in a daze: "It's so annoying, people just need your care and mercy now." ”

Although Xiao Feng was full of interest, he could always be vigilant, he was taken aback when he heard the abnormality, and subconsciously looked up, just in time to meet the beggar's searching gaze, but saw the beggar scream: "Good son, you excused yourself to leave the palace but didn't return for a long time, I knew that there was fraud in it, sure enough, you really enjoy the beauty here, and you don't want to practice with me?"

After that, without waiting for Xiao Feng to speak, the eagle picked it up like a chicken. It stands to reason that Xiao Feng is also one of the best figures in the rivers and lakes, but he is so vulnerable in the eyes of this beggar. Xiao Feng wanted to say that he didn't come from, but he was afraid that Murong Yan would be unfavorable to him when he heard it, thinking that the fat he had just eaten in his mouth would be spit out before he could taste it, and his heart was really unhappy. The beggar had already let him run once, and this time he was staring at him, Xiao Feng slacked off and the stick fell, and he couldn't help but secretly complain.

Why are you?

It turned out that He Lai didn't mean to, but really had a stomach upset because he ate unclean things in the morning, and seeing that he didn't look like a disguise, and there was a foul smell, the beggar waved his hand and asked him to fight quickly, so as not to delay the practice of martial arts.

He Lai found a secluded place, and was in the process of solving, when he suddenly saw a familiar figure running from the other side, and looked at it, wasn't that Lu Yan?

"It's really strange, it's just that I got rid of it, how did I disappear and where did it come from? Xiao Feng, Xiao Feng, isn't it a matter if you pestle in, I've never seen you ...... a woman so carefully?"

Speaking of this, she suddenly smiled and said to herself: "Do you think it's your He Lang? That's Xiao Feng, Tian's shameless rotten thing, and he actually lost his body! I thought it was really a fairy in the sky, but it turned out to be a girl from Cuichun Building! Fight with me for a husband, I will let you see ......no one from now on."

He Lai was taken aback, anger rose from the bottom of his heart, picked up the stone and threw it over, Lu Yan didn't know martial arts, where did he notice half a point, he fell to the ground with a muffled snort, and fainted.

Killing Lu Yan, He Lai remembered what she had just said, and was about to go straight to Murong Yan when he heard the beggar's voice. At first, I was puzzled, but when I looked closer, I couldn't help but be surprised. Seeing that Xiao Feng was caught as a beggar to practice, he couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

It's really better to count people than to count in the sky, and the sky is not as good as diarrhea. Xiao Feng thought that wearing a human skin mask of "where did he come from" must be foolproof, but he didn't know what was wrong, and he was really regarded as a beggar where he came from.

Thinking about it at this time, he secretly rejoiced, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, if it wasn't for the fact that he had eaten something bad and had a stomach upset, he really couldn't get rid of the beggar, then Murong Yan would inevitably lose his virginity. Once an ancient woman lost her virginity, only the three-foot white silk broke off by herself. Thinking of this, he trembled with fright, and hurriedly ran towards Murong Yan, and when he saw his wife in the grass, he couldn't help but feel angry. I saw Murong Yan lying on her back in the grass without a thread, her legs spread apart, the door was wide open, and the Luopa under her body was damp.

He instantly felt a large piece of green on his head, and he really wanted to rush over and dismantle Xiao Feng into eight pieces, but this was tantamount to killing himself, and it affected his wife.

His wife is innocent, she took Xiao Feng as her own, so she handed it over wholeheartedly, and she must not let her know about this matter, otherwise she will definitely commit suicide in shame.

But what about now?

Just when he was hesitating, he suddenly heard Murong Yan whisper like a dream: "He Lang...... He Lang...... Where are you...... Slaves, slaves are afraid of ......"

This sentence completely shattered He Lai's fragile resistance, he slowly reached for the covered light veil, his palm gently rubbed her face, gently pulled the light veil, and then let go of his fingers, letting it fly in the wind and fall into the jungle.

The starry eyes are closed, the cherry lips are slightly pursed, if you ignore the peach red between the cheeks, Murong Yan in front of her is like a sleeping fairy, the jade ice is not stained with mortal dust, however, the rapid fluttering nose leaks the fairy's heavenly opportunity, and the coquettish hum of the voice is even more sultry and tells people, the fairy is mortal, and the spring love is infinite.

Looking at Murong Yan's face, which was far more beautiful than Luoying's peach, He Lai kissed it gently, but before she could touch it, tears had already dripped down her face.

Feeling the instant coldness on her face, Murong Yan's tightly closed starry eyes suddenly opened, her eyes dripping with water, and the spring light was blurred, and in front of her was a husband's affectionate face.

"Lady. He wanted to say "I'm sorry", but before the words could be spoken, tears flowed first.

Murong Yan naturally didn't understand the meaning, opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything, she could only make an intermittent and mosquito-like sound, how could she understand that his wife had been pointed at the beginning of the acupoint.

He Lai thought for a moment and muttered to himself: "That beggar is really cunning and cunning, his martial arts path is extremely strange, presumably this acupoint technique is also extraordinary, since common sense can't solve it, why don't you try to do the opposite?"

A word wakes up the dreamer.

Murong Yan suddenly realized, and secretly scolded herself for being confused for a while, and hurriedly used her internal strength to let her internal force go against the grain, and she really had a great intention of relaxing, and after a while, she saw her trembling all over, only to feel that her qi and blood were smooth, and her whole body moved freely.

"Lady, I'm ......"

Murong Yan blushed with shame and said angrily: "The officials are so presumptuous, and they want to do clouds and rain in broad daylight when the slave's acupoint is sealed, so that people can see how it happened!"

"I ...... I didn't do anything just now......" He replied cautiously.

Murong Yan patted his chest lightly and said shyly: "Lang Jun, the slave family's lips are numb, their tongues are numb, and their bodies are crispy, all of them are harmed by officials, how can you say that you haven't done anything?"

It was a humiliating question, but he still had the most important question he had to know. While gently helping his wife dress, he pretended to joke and said: "Lady, that time is really unforgettable." ”

Murong Yan said coquettishly: "It's good if the officials like it." ”

He Lai took the opportunity to throw out the topic: "Lady, wait a minute, buy some saffron for your husband to eat, I don't want to make a monkey in the wilderness." He deliberately referred to "children" as "children" in order to make things as easy as possible.

Sure enough, Murong Yan was amused by the "poof", and while beating He Yuan's chest, the pink fist said angrily: "What else do you say! The officials have not yet entered but stopped abruptly, the kindness of the slave family is anxious, necrotic, and the slave family is tossed to death......

He Lai secretly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, this last level has not been broken, as for the rest, it should be bitten by a poisonous insect! Or, it should be a passionate scene with the male protagonist when making a movie in modern times! In short, this secret will be buried here forever!

But is that really the case?

Things are far from being as simple as they seem!

What happened to Murong Yan and listen to the next breakdown.