Yang Zhao believed that Yu Ji should have felt his breath. It's like two days ago.

Yang Zhao still hasn't figured out how Yu Ji saw through his secret method of hiding at that time and chased him in a straight line.

He stopped on a river bank more than 70 miles away from the ancient temple. Here, dozens of giant trees that are thousands of years old grow across the river, with intertwined branches and foliage, covering the sky and the sun, blocking the water flowing through the river under this natural branch and leaf tunnel.

Quiet and secluded, it is a good place for private meetings.

What's more, he has already laid layers of restrictions here, and there are two puppets lurking in the shadows, which is enough to deal with a sudden situation.

Of course, this is only just a precautionary measure. Intuitively, Yang Zhao didn't think that Yu Ji would be unfavorable to him.

After waiting for about half an hour, Yang Zhao heard the sound of thin branches and leaves rubbing in his ears, and for some reason, there was an inexplicable nervousness in his heart, as if he was expecting something and resisting something. In this mood, he saw the purple-clothed nun walking in the night.

Yang Zhao let out a low cry in his heart, the thick darkness had no effect on him, and looking at the shadow of the line, his eyes flashed with amazement.

The day before yesterday was in a hurry, and I didn't have time to take a closer look, but today I couldn't help but be amazed by it.

Time means little to the monks. However, the precipitation of time will always bring some special elements into people's souls.

Decades ago, Yuji was already an excellent beauty, and today, decades later, her beauty has undergone a qualitative evolution.

This does not mean how calm her temperament has become at this time, Yang Zhao believes that a woman with that experience, as long as she will not experience some things again, naïve and impetuous precipitation is inevitable.

With such a delicate face, exquisite clothing is no longer the point. Today's Yuji has come out of the limitations of this skin, and just a slight change between her eyebrows and eyes shows the thrilling beauty of her soul.

What moved Yang Zhao the most was the hint of confusion in her seemingly clear and condensed eyes. She is clearly looking at you, but it will make you feel that her mind has drifted to another world.

And what did she leave you? Maybe it's just the nothingness that is with this darkness.

This is the eye that can make men in the world depressed and the most invigorating desire to conquer.

At this moment, Yang Zhao classified Yu Ji as the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. At this time, he found that he had been looking at Yu Ji for too long.

It was only when Tamaki was about to walk in front of him that he came to his senses.

He stands within the forbidden. Yu Ji couldn't see him, but she didn't know what method she used, she could actually sense his cun, a pair of wonderful eyes, straight up, although there was no scorching, but obviously his position had appeared.

Yang Zhao frowned, and his body shifted. Walked around behind Yuji, which couldn't hide from her. However, just as she was about to turn around, the jade neck was locked by an arm hoop, and the muscles on the arm were soft, seemingly without afterburner, but enough to cut off her breath in an instant.

She's smart. Straighten up, look ahead, and have no intention of looking back. Yang Zhao pressed his entire body against her back, so that there was no distance between the two.

In the gentle friction of her body, Yang Zhao heard that her breathing was slightly disturbed. But he didn't resist.

Yang Zhao had some expectations in his heart, but more doubts.

Before that, he had a lot of brains about what posture he should use to face it, but now it seems that the scene in front of him is quite familiar.

In order to confirm the inference in his mind, he deliberately increased the friction, and then put his chin on her shoulder, his face against his face, feeling her soft and smooth skin, and couldn't help but praise softly.

The two of them grinded their ears and temples, and the stimulating touch almost made Yang Zhao forget to speak, and it was only then that he remembered that he hadn't touched a woman for about two years.

The thought came to him, and he reacted.

Yu Ji, who was in contact with his body, felt this change almost immediately, and Yang Zhao could feel that her body first stiffened, and then gradually softened.

At this critical moment, Yang Zhao said in a hoarse voice: "What are you thinking? Could it be that those things back then made you no longer afraid of me?"

These vulgar words were directed to his heart, and he could see that Yu Ji's reaction was a little more intense than before. She seemed to nod or shake her head, but Yang Zhao's arm wrapped around her neck, making her unable to move. Her breathing was even more chaotic.

Her hands hanging at her sides were first clenched tightly, and then opened as far as she could, Yang Zhao could feel that she was clenching her teeth tightly, but there was still a trace of a low groan escaping from between her lips. Then, Yang Zhao felt that his legs were tight, and the placket was grabbed by Yu Ji's backhand and never let go.

Seeing the red clouds spread on Yu Ji's face, Yang Zhao didn't know what she was thinking.

But he was still suppressing the impulse in his heart, and whispered a few words in Yuji's ear: "Speak, speak!"

Yu Ji finally opened her lips lightly, but what came out first was a soft moan, and Yang Zhao's sensitive nose even smelled the fragrant smell that suddenly overflowed from her body, lingering around her body.

Yang Zhao also felt that his mouth was dry, and he couldn't help but sip lightly on her round ear, Yu Ji's delicate body trembled violently, and instinctively thought about turning her head, but Yang Zhao gently bit it with his teeth.

She let out a low "ah", her body was already tense to the extreme, but at this moment, Yang Zhao's cold voice rang out again.

This time it's more succinct: "Say!"

Yu Ji's eyes suddenly turned red, Yang Zhao felt a trace of water vapor in his expression, he turned his gaze, just in time to see the drop of water in the corner of Yu Ji's eyes.

The expected response also whispered in his ear at this time: "I don't know!"

That's reasonable!

The ghostly eyes pierced through Yuji's disordered mind, seeing the bloody wound in her heart that had been turned up again, and the heart that had been corroded under the wound.

Suddenly, he understood the reason why Yuji had changed his fate.

If it is impossible for her to climb out of the abyss, then let her continue to fall. At the bottom of the abyss, there is another world.

Yang Zhao erased the last trace of hesitation in his heart, even if he still didn't know why Yu Ji had a "soft spot" for him, but now he had absolute self-confidence, and he firmly controlled this female cultivator whose strength was not what it used to be in his hands, becoming an important bargaining chip.

He was in a good mood, so naturally he no longer had to suppress the hand that was about to explode on Yu Ji's body, and finally began to move, just like when he was in the court, he picked open the top of the nun and touched her unbelievably smooth and flexible waist with his fingertips.

Yuji let out a long groan in her throat, full of true breath, with a body of infinite strength, but it seemed to have no bones, and in a small writhing, it seemed to turn into the man behind her, and in the low wheezing sound, at the mercy of others. (To be continued......)