Yang Zhao's brain has been stirred into a mess, there is no doubt that the current one-piece is definitely not a one-piece in a normal state.

What exactly does she want to do?

Yang Zhao began to think about whether he wanted to raise his vigilance, and at this time, Lian Yi said softly: "I think I have done a lot, but I can't move you." If you think about it, it only means that I haven't done a good enough job, you say, how can I count it?"

"Huh?"

Lianyi raised her head slightly, and let out a long breath, as if she wanted to unload some burden through this action, and then, she suddenly narrowed the distance between her and Yang Zhao, and the two of them were almost face to face, and their breath could be heard.

Yang Zhao frowned, this distance made him quite uncomfortable, but out of consideration, his figure did not move at all, and he just looked back with his eyes.

The eyes of the two intersected in the void, and unexpectedly, Yang Zhao's gaze was still the same, while the jumper lowered his gaze and did not compete with him.

The next moment, Yang Zhao's figure slowly bent, and her smooth forehead gently brushed Yang Zhao's chest, touching the center line of her body, moving downward, just like that...... Kneeled down.

Yes, get on your knees!

She bent her body like this, her hind buttocks lightly touched her heels, and her waist was bent at the maximum amplitude, prostrate on the ice and snow, and gently pressed her face against Yang Zhao's legs.

Yang Zhao's mind suddenly went blank, and the other party whispered in his ears: "Help me, please help me!"

When Yang Zhao finally understood the meaning of these eight words, the volcanic eruption of emotion surged up from the deepest part of Yang Zhao's heart and penetrated straight into his mind.

He felt like his brain was boiling. Every nerve in his brain twitched, and in the great sense of superiority, under the surging pain, his soul had the urge to sing loudly.

Finally, he felt his fingers trembling, no, not just his fingers, his whole body was trembling, especially the thighs that were pressed against the face of the jumpsuit, and even began to twitch involuntarily. And at the same time. He found. The body of the jumpsuit is also trembling!

Yang Zhao shuddered violently, and his mind suddenly became much clearer!

You must know that Yang Zhao has never lost his guard against jumpsuits, but it is undeniable. The fact that the dress is going through guò one after another. Prove how powerful it can be.

So much so that at this moment. Yang Zhao already vaguely felt that he couldn't do without her, but he still relied on his considerable vigilance to control his dependence on her.

However. Who can refuse the temptation of this beautiful and pure, wise and deep woman, who is now like a trembling dog, prostrate herself on the ground in spite of her humiliation, and begging you for alms?

How did she become like this? And what was the temptation?

Yang Zhao's eyes suddenly lit up with fire.

He let out a low roar and pulled her up by the arm of the jumpsuit, dragging her into the shadows of a nearby glacier.

The jumper was startled by his sudden rough approach, but quickly understood what he was thinking.

This time, her reaction was no longer as negative as when her spiritual consciousness first recovered, she just sighed and exhaled, slightly raised her slender jade neck, let Li Xun's mouth stick to it, bit lightly, and tore the knot of her skirt robe.

She let out a low moan, her arms were ringed inside, her fingers gently supported the back of Yang Zhao's head, and her body was against the ice wall behind her, trembling slightly as Yang Zhao's tongue moved deeper and deeper, and then muttered. If you listen closely, it is still the same as before: "Help me, help me!"

Yang Zhao's head moved down, and his palm pressed over to her neck.

After her lips trembled a few times, she finally stopped, sighed, and her arms were about to move down, and her neck suddenly tightened. At this moment, she even heard the strange sound of skin and cartilage rubbing.

Her exclamation was stuck in her throat, and then the sky swirled, and with a bang, she was twisted by Yang Zhao and fell to the snow.

Yang Zhao's palm was still tightly clasped around her neck, but what was really fatal was the storm-like divine thought pressure that Yang Zhaotong shot from the witch spirit tree, under such heavy pressure, her fragile spiritual sense fire was like a candle in the wind, and it was in danger of being extinguished at any time.

Looking at Yang Zhao's eyes again, the faint and cold flames burning in them seemed to be directly roasted into her soul.

was rudely ripped out of grief and despair, and the change in atmosphere at that moment made the Yin Sanren stunned. And soon she understood that this was Yang Zhao manipulating her feelings and grasping her heart.

At this point, she finally clearly realized that the witch spirit tree would become her lifeblood, and Yang Zhaozheng began to gradually control her Yiqiē!

If he wanted to, he could always knock his spiritual sense back into chaos.

Even, you can go one step further and directly remove the witch spirit tree on her body, erasing the last bit of dependence on her existence.

At this time, she will become an insect ant!

The body's reactions, which are completely indistinguishable from living beings, faithfully reflect her mood - the color of her skin fades, her heart beats increases, her pupils shrink, and even a thin layer of sweat in the dripping weather. Because of this, the more delicate and smooth her breasts are slightly exposed.

It's just that she doesn't understand what the reason for this sudden explosion of love is this, and she didn't reveal it when she asked herself......

This time, Yang Zhao took the initiative to lower his head, so that the faces of the two were only separated by a few minutes, and the breath could be heard.

On this ice field, every breath of the two of them brought a burst of white mist, and at this moment, their breathing was a little rapid, so that in the curling mist, the faces of both sides were blurred.

Even so, the jumpsuit couldn't ignore Yang Zhao's gloomy and treacherous eyes, and she even felt that her soul was trembling under those eyes.

It's a novelty, but one that is never to be liked.

At this time, Yang Zhao said in a low voice: "You said, you used to be for your own people? This is really a good reason! So, what did your people do for you?"

"But why are you ...... now?"

Without waiting for the jumper to speak, he told them one by one.

"Since you entered the Hall of Black Clothes, you have also climbed into the circle of power in the outer realm, so this is why you have made this trip to the polar regions; this is very good, you saved my life and taught me how to eliminate hidden dangers in my body, I am very grateful, I even have a heart of admiration for you; ”

"Yes, for these things alone, I should stay with you, because I don't want to lose you either. But I'm not at ease, I'm not at ease, do you know why?"

The jumper shook her head involuntarily, which was extremely rare in her. (To be continued......)