Men enjoying women, such a scene is unbearable, the fallen leaves can no longer watch, if it defiles their pure heart, it is not good. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The fallen leaves gently fell towards the house where Chang Youde was, but there was still a trace of the man and woman treating each other sincerely in his mind.

The man did not notice the fallen leaves, but only cared about enjoyment and made the most instinctive movements.

The woman gradually forgot her fears......

A layer of peach color floated on the man's body, which was like a breath of air and more like the color of his skin had changed.

The moment the man was paralyzed, this layer of pink submerged into the man's body, his eyes suddenly burst into bright brilliance, and the tiredness just now disappeared cleanly, and he got dressed, leaving the tired woman.

Speaking of falling leaves, I didn't see any movement from Chang Youde for a while, and the rest of the people were the same, and the anger in this room looked very strange.

Falling leaves can't figure it out, but they're just curious about how long this situation will last.

Suddenly heard a soft sound, and then a figure turned into a big bird and flew out of the courtyard of Chang's house.

Falling leaves knew that this person was that man, so he didn't want to think about it, and chased after him.

The man was dozens of feet away, and when he landed, his toes were like dragonflies touching water, and then he was dozens of feet longitudinal.

The fallen leaves fell behind him unhurriedly, staring at the man steadily.

The Wind Determination is much more powerful than the man's exercise, and compared to the acceleration and deceleration between ups and downs, this Wind Determination is a technique that moves forward quickly and superfastly, even if it is vertical, it is not advanced by inertia.

Of course, the fallen leaves don't want to get too close, and if they are discovered by men, they will lose their meaning.

The man took advantage of the night to walk into the depths of the mountain, and this mountain was the same mountain where the fallen leaves met the article.

It was a long time before the man stopped, and removed the thorns to reveal a cave.

Falling leaves are curious, there is still a stone cave hidden in the depths of this mountain, and it is impossible to find this place without this man leading the way.

The fallen leaves couldn't see the depth of this hole, and they didn't know if there was a ban on it inside, so they didn't dare to enter rashly, so they had to find a hiding place to guard outside.

However, this stay was all night, and I didn't see the man come out, and the fallen leaves were anxious and wanted to leave, but they were unwilling and made up their minds to wait for a while.

After another hour, the fallen leaves ran out of patience, remembered the location of the cave, and disappeared here.

The man in the cave also opened his eyes at this time, his eyes were peach, and he laughed twice and turned to the cave next door.

The two holes share an exit, one on the left and one on the right, staggering the distance between a door.

At the entrance of the cave was a door made of fine iron, which was made of iron and the hole in the middle was so small that no child of five years old could get out.

The space inside was not small, about a foot long and wide, and on the opposite side of the door was a strip of hay about seven feet wide.

Lying on it were several well-dressed but tattered men, their faces covered by their long hair, and it was not difficult to tell that they were women by their uneven figures.

The man stood in the doorway, laughing twice, which immediately caused panic inside, and the women were all huddled in one corner, trembling but not daring to shout.

The man opened the door, licked his tongue, admired the women's performance, and casually pulled one of them up and brushed back the long hair that covered his face, revealing a delicate face inside.

The man pinched the woman's jaw with his fingers, ignoring her fearful and hateful gaze, and pushed her to the ground......

Falling leaves traveled all the way, without using the sword technique, and the consumption was too drastic compared to the rapid battle, and the speed was not much faster.

The fallen leaves started to play as they walked, and with a light touch of their toes, their bodies flew up in the air, like a big bird soaring in the wind.

With a few symbolic waves of your arms, you can feel the cold wind in front of you and the trees that are rapidly retreating.

The fallen leaves sometimes touched the canopy, and floated all the way away, the long robe fluttering and the green silk flying, with his handsome and immature face, he was really a living fairy boy.

The tip of the fallen leaf tapped a flying bird, only to see the bird's body sink and look ahead in confusion, causing the fallen leaf to laugh.

There are few trees in front of you, so the fallen leaves don't play in the sky, they fall to the ground and continue to use the wind to speed up.

It was only when there were still three or five miles away from the village that he put away the exercises.

The fallen leaves went to a tall tree, observed the Chang family for a while, and returned to Cheng Wen's house without seeing anything suspicious.

Cheng Wen threw himself through the window from time to time to look out, and just as he looked up, he saw the figure of the fallen leaves, and hurriedly went to put on his shoes.

But before he could put on the fallen leaves, he went into the house.

Yueru is still the same, but the three black lines are a little heavier.

Cheng Wen's face was full of urgency, and he couldn't open his mouth when he wanted to ask, looking at the fallen leaves with his eyes, waiting for him to tell him a result, after all, it was more than a night.

The leaves fell to the point where they didn't hide it, and they said what they saw, but the hand-to-hand battle passed by.

Yueru still heard the doorway inside, her cheeks were slightly red, and she lowered her head.

Cheng Wen looked at the fallen leaves suspiciously, as if to say, this is the end?

Seeing it in his eyes, Falling Leaves felt a little ashamed, Cheng Wen was worried about Yueru, and it was normal to show this kind of expression, and Falling Leaves would not blame him for his faux pas.

Cheng Wen was gently pushed by Yueru, and then he realized how rude he was, and hurriedly made amends.

The fallen leaves didn't go to their hearts, but the atmosphere was a little solidified, this was already the second day, and if it couldn't be solved within three days, the consequences would be very serious.

Falling leaves are also impossible, if you cultivate the supreme supernatural power, you find that once you go back in time, you can know who cast the spell through this mysterious river.

Of course, Fallen Leaves doesn't have this kind of ability, if you really have this ability, you only need to gently wave your fingers to solve this Lost Soul Curse.

Cheng Wen didn't sleep all night last night, waiting for the news of the falling leaves, squinted his eyes, mixed feelings in his heart, very uncomfortable, put on his shoes and walked outside, looked at the dazzling sun, blinked his eyes, and moistened the red and dry eyeballs with tears in his eye sockets.

Yueru lay there obediently, even if she felt uncomfortable, what could she say, maybe it was best to enjoy her man's love for her with peace of mind, even if she went to Huangquan three days later, she would have no regrets.

Falling leaves followed, looking at the haggard Cheng Wen, and his heart was uncomfortable, and he was no longer in the mood of playing on the road, wishing that he could solve the spell immediately.

The falling leaves blame themselves even more, and gradually realized in my heart that the reason why the article is like this is not only because of love, but also because of responsibility.

Love is like a tide, sometimes the tide rises and sometimes the tide falls, and the responsibility is like Mount Tai, which is pressed on the body at any time.

Love is like a flame, responsibility is like flowing water, only the pursuit of love is the moth that puts out the fire, and then replace the next batch when it dies, and take responsibility is the boulder under the water, let you storm the waves, I am still towering and immovable, and give the fish under me a safe home.