Yu Ji's body trembled slightly, and she leaned softly against the trunk of the tree, if it weren't for Yang Zhao's arm still around her neck, I am afraid she would fall down the trunk softly.

Even if she cultivated to be exquisite, under the overwhelming suction power of the man behind her wave after wave, the six qi in her body involuntarily rotated, and when she absorbed a large amount of heaven and earth spiritual qi, she input more pure and pure essence into the body of the man behind her.

In this process, she inevitably experienced more than ten orgasms of sexual desire, and at this time she was already tired, and Zhenyuan also lost money, and the man's actions that could make her crazy before, now only bring pain.

However, she was happy.

The confusion in my heart has completely disappeared, and the caring and regretful eyes of the relatives of the palace gate, the meticulous care of the same door, and the strict door rules that I have memorized since childhood, under the continuous climax impact, in the unconscious murmuring of the man behind him, have all been washed clean.

Now in her heart, there is only the man behind her who seems familiar and unfamiliar, but is full of her most unforgettable memories.

She found herself because of this man's breath, but because of the passage of time, the man's breath became farther and farther away, and became weaker and weaker.

She can only capture this trace of impression in the futile delusion over and over again, and then engrave this trace that may dissipate at any time in her heart over and over again.

She did this every day, turning over and carving the traces of this breath again and again until she would never forget it.

Thanks to this, she was able to miraculously find a unique breath in Lin Hai, a place with a lot of breath, and kept tracking it, and finally paid for the pain of lovesickness for many years.

And now, she dreamed of the breath of anticipation. It was stuck to every part of her body, so thick that she couldn't breathe, and this kind of happiness could only be found in dreams.

What is a small pain in the flesh compared to that?

The man behind her was finally happy and withdrew from her body, and she could feel it. The man's qi veins have been freed from the trouble of yin and poisonous true breath, and he has entered a peak state because of the large amount of vitality he has just ingested.

What made her very happy was that although the man no longer needed her vitality, the naked bodies of the two were still in an extremely intimate state, allowing the breath of the two to blend and be inseparable from each other.

The man gently bit her neck. The subtle pain made her go back and forth between reality and dreams, upside down.

At that moment, the man whispered in her ear, "How did you determine my location?"

The temperature on her flushed cheeks seemed to rise a little, and she hesitated to say what she had insisted on for a long time—it was a bit of an ostentation!

However, the man's request made it impossible for her to refuse. She paused for a moment, and said the reason as lightly as possible.

In a very small period of time. The man's breathing paused, if it weren't for Yuhime's full focus on him, I'm afraid he would have to ignore the past.

Although the man quickly returned to normal, it was enough.

Yuhime gently rubbed the man's arm with her cheek, trying to maintain some reserve, but finally couldn't help but laugh happily.

This time. There was also something in the man's voice that he had never tasted before, and it was still a whisper on his lips, which could have excited her whole body before, but this time. It made her heart shake a layer of warmth.

What the man said was, "Look this way!"

She turned her face obediently, and the next moment, the lips and tongues of the two met, and Yuji was so happy that she almost fainted, this was the first time since she met the man that the man used this way to interpret the relationship between the two.

She desperately longed for this moment to last forever.

However, the kiss lasted only half a breath before the temperature of the man's lips plummeted, and at the same time, he let go of the arm that had been around her neck.

Yuji was stunned, but after seeing the cold glint in the man's eyes, she understood.

Immediately after, a crisp, soft voice above them laughed, accompanied by a slight but rhythmic applause.

"The rising star of the Phantom Palace, and the princess Yuji of the Hidden Palace are in the wild, who believes this kind of thing?"

Suddenly. A layer of fine cold sweat soaked out of Yang Zhao's back.

Although he was addicted to Yuji's delicate body, his vigilance had dropped to an extremely dangerous level. However, blood one and blood two are all there!

Even so, it wasn't until the man approached about fifty paces that the two puppets gave a warning signal!

And by the time Yang Zhao reacted, the person who came was already floating above his head, looking at the dense branches and leaves, and all kinds of prohibitions as if they were nothing, looking straight down, taking in the beautiful scenery inside.

No matter how deep this person's cultivation is, just this amazing degree and latent form technique made Yang Zhao's heart cold.

Moreover, this pleasant but somewhat neutral voice, where did he seem to have heard it?

Calming down a little, he was not in a hurry to get dressed, but stood up straight, and squinted up coldly to see which way the fairy was.

The first idea was a pair of small embroidered shoes with light blue silk surface, and the soles seemed to be as clean as never touching the ground. And this is just a glimpse of Yang Zhao's surprise when the night breeze blows his skirt.

Soon, the pair of extremely beautiful slender feet were blocked under the aqua blue skirt.

Yang Zhao's eyes turned upward, swept over the few pearls lightly embellished on the skirt, as well as the finely crafted butterfly pattern, and the muscles on his face shrank slightly.

Then, all he saw in his eyes was the long sleeves woven by layers of blue yarn, and the other party's face was blocked behind these gauze sleeves, and under the cover of darkness, it was faint and indistinguishable.

But this way, it is enough.

The muscles in the corners of Yang Zhao's eyes twitched twice, and Sen Ran said the name of the person who came: "Butterfly Immortal!"

"Hook the butterfly fairy against the water!

Among the nine ace killers of Zhu Gou Palace, the most mysterious one! She is the head of both Luo Yu and Zhu Gou Palace, and her original reverse shadow escape method is firmly among the top three in the universe, which also makes her the most ghostly killer in the world.

Yang Zhao understood very well the reason why the Butterfly Immortal came here, but in comparison, he cared more about this female cultivator who did not show her true face, and formed a relationship with him a long time ago.

Yes, he still clearly remembers that twenty years ago, he had just owned two puppets of the Blood God Son, and he was full of ambition, but he was toyed with by the female cultivator in front of him, if he hadn't escaped quickly, I am afraid that he would have known his life and death.

It was a heavy setback to Yang Zhao's self-confidence, and it took him a long time to make up for the gap in his soul caused by it. (To be continued......)