"What do you want?" Mei Zhihan's soft and boneless hand touched Qing Huan's face, and the wide sleeves fell, revealing her slender arms, attacking step by step, and her wrist crossed Qing Huan's earlobe.

Qing Huan endured desperately, but she still trembled, and her earlobes were sensitive areas that she couldn't touch.

How does she know what she wants, these are all taught by others, damn Yan Xiaoxiao!

Mei Zhihan's right hand gradually moved to the back of her head, she was as angry as a quiet orchid, she exhaled in Qing Huan's ear, and said with a charming smile: "Where did such a handsome little boy come from." The whole body was pasted up, and the fingers of his left hand drew circles on Qing Huan's collarbone, "Say, whatever the little boy wants, the slave family will satisfy you." ”

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Qing Huan went crazy, brushed back a few steps, grabbed the edge of the table with his right hand, and pretended to be calm: "Wait a minute, wait for me to take a good look at your appearance and your figure." Stretched out his hand and gestured a few times, shaking the fan, "Master, I am a good painter, such a peerless beauty like a girl, if I am the only one to appreciate, wouldn't it be a pity." ”

"Oh~" Mei Zhihan walked over with a cat-like step, took Qinghuan's hand, put it on her slender waist, and said, "Little boy, this is trying to paint Zhihan?"

Qing Huan nodded and winked at Mei Zhihan.

"Okay. Mei Zhihan threw up her water sleeves, turned around a few times, her posture was enchanting and charming, she was extremely provocative from her hair to her toes, patted the soft bed under her and said: "Come here, little boy, since it is a painting, then you must have a clear understanding of it, such as my eyebrows, eyes, nose, and lips," she lifted her skirt slightly, "and the slender figure of the slave family." ”

Qing Huan let out an embarrassed sigh twice, looked at the only window in the room with his peripheral vision, and struggled in his heart: Slip or not, this is a question, whether to silently endure this embarrassing teasing and teasing, or to stand up and end all this, which of these two behaviors is more

Ahem, it's far away.

Before she could figure this question out, Mei Zhihan made a choice for her.

The red Xuanyan "swooped" out of Mei Zhihan's hand, wrapped it layer by layer, and then pulled it in, Qing Huan pounced directly on the golden silk brocade quilt, and the bead curtain at the head of the bed was moved, making a rustling sound like rain.

The aroma of fat powder on the brocade quilt, the smoked Qinghuan's nose is itchy, and he wants to sneeze.

The feeling of being bound by Xuan Aya's hands and feet was too uncomfortable, and she just wanted to use her spiritual power to break free, when she heard a "bang", and then a "clang" sound.

Then she fell down in a cocooned like a silkworm.

It turned out that this seemingly ordinary wooden bed actually had a hidden mystery, and Mei Zhihan triggered the mechanism and locked the uninvited guest in the secret prison she had carefully built.

Mei Zhihan tied Qing Huan firmly with Xuan Aya and threw her in the corner, revealing her true face.

Out of nowhere, he took out a dagger, and the sharp knife surface was attached to Qing Huan's delicate face, although the dagger didn't look dirty, Qing Huan felt very disgusted and turned his head.

Qing Huan could clearly feel the rich blood and resentment on this knife, and he was depressed: it was just a matter of channeling to natural creatures, but he didn't expect that even magic weapons were so sensitive, it was really a headache.

Mei Zhihan grabbed her troubled face, and her charming face added a bit of fierceness: "When you come here, no matter how powerful you are, you must be slaughtered by me." ”

I don't know the reason for this for the time being, but all the monks who are trapped in this secret prison will be suppressed from the cultivation in their bodies, and they will not be able to use half of their spiritual power, but they are not knives on the board, and they can be slaughtered by others.

It is also because of this that Mei Zhihan's eyes are now like hunters and the prey she has hunted, and it is extremely easy to win.

"Say, who sent you, come into my room" Mei Zhihan's lower body turned from a human leg to a snake tail, "What do you want to do?"

It turned out to be a snake demon, with a thick snake tail, slippery and veined, turquoise, changing into a human form at will, holding a magic weapon, at least it has broken through the demon realm's cultivation of the condensing pill period, and there is no Taoist practice of thousands of years that cannot reach this level.

The lower body is a snake tail, but the upper body is a human shape, the snake tail slid to the ground, twisted and swung from the shelf to take the red porcelain bottle, and swayed to Qing Huan's side, "snap" opened the porcelain bottle, and an extremely disgusting-looking, sticky insect crawled out.

Qing Huan gasped and said in his heart: This is too disgusting, I can't bear it, woo woo woo.

That insect is the culprit of Yan Xiaoxiao's evil curse, since it is a curse, everyone who is cursed by this curse will have a different way of dying, Mei Zhihan was still thinking about how to make this man with fine skin and tender flesh feel the extreme torture, but suddenly found that her beloved insect stopped in place, not at all close to the person who was tied by her Xuanyan half a step, and no matter how she urged, there was no progress, and finally even crawled back into the red porcelain vase by herself.

Mei Zhihan looked at Qing Huan with a surprised gaze and said, "The insects are actually afraid of you, it seems that I have picked up a treasure." "The insect is a ghost thing, born in the Wuman Hell, and no one with an impure soul, even a little, can escape its curse, but human nature is like this, and it is even more difficult to find a person with a pure soul.

Unexpectedly, she was bumped into by her today, Mei Zhihan's slender tongue licked the corners of her mouth, pure soul, presumably it will taste sweeter, and it is also very beneficial for cultivation, it is simply salivating, too tempting.

Seeing that she looked like she was treating herself as delicious food, the corners of Qing Huan's mouth twitched unnaturally, and she said in her heart: No, if you endure it any longer, she is afraid that she will be swallowed alive by this snake demon, but she doesn't want to lose her life so aggrieved, and it will be too embarrassing to spread it.

She mobilized the spiritual power in her body, but found that the Dan Mansion was very calm and not under her control, what was going on, for a period of time after coming here before, the spiritual power was still free to operate, but now it suddenly seemed to be sealed by someone, and she couldn't do anything.

Mei Zhihan opened her mouth, her teeth quickly lengthened, her fangs were very sharp, and the target was Qing Huan's slender neck.

Qing Huan was in a hurry, but his hands and feet were restrained by Xuan Aya, seeing that the man-eating snake demon was approaching step by step, he closed his eyes violently, and repeatedly shouted a name in his heart.

Although she didn't know what the use of shouting in her heart was, in the face of the crisis, she couldn't think too much, so she subconsciously did it.

The "Illustrated Technique" in Qinghuan's Qiankun bag moved, and was pressed down by external forces.

What Mei Zhihan and Qing Huan didn't know was that in this so-called secret prison, there was a third person.

The man made a play and deliberately tricked Qing Huan into coming here and putting him in danger.

In order to achieve the goal, control everything. I want to talk with more like-minded people about "Please ask for the moon and the city", pay attention to "excellent reading" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~