"Hey, you're just there, find some comfort, I can understand, but what's the matter with your sister? Could it be a real lily?" Li Yunlong probed his brain and whispered gossip.

Zhao Zifeng glanced at him, lowered his voice, and said: "For the sake of the same traverser, I warn you, stay away from my sister, she has some physical problems, be careful that she violently assaults your chrysanthemum!!"

"Poof!" Li Yunlong was hit hard physically and mentally, he hadn't heard the word chrysanthemum for a long time, and he couldn't imagine that when he heard it again, the person he said was a thirteen-year-old beautiful girl who didn't have the slightest consciousness, but it was an authentic otaku soul inside, this is not counting, the target is directly aimed at himself, this is not over, the one who will attack is also a thirteen-year-old beautiful girl, this, this, this amount of information is too much, right!!!

Empress Yunlu VII glanced at Li Yunlong with disgust, blaming him for spitting in such a solemn place as the council hall.

Li Yunlong was stunned and decided to train this queen at night, and he drooled just thinking about it.

Gossip Hugh, after dinner, Zhao Zifeng practiced for two hours, recovering all his fighting spirit, and then began to read the twelve-layer cultivation exercises.

Originally, comprehending the exercises was a very time-consuming thing, and when reading it, it was accompanied by comprehension, and it was impossible to read it in one night, but Zhao Zifeng only read the fusion period, so he found a way not to read it, and after he copied the twelve-layer exercises with his spiritual power, he passed it directly to the deity.

The same is true for the alchemy technique, after a cursory look, Zhao Zifeng knew that it was not suitable for him, he did not have the true yuan power to urge the magic technique, and he could not use it at all.

It is very hurtful to use spiritual power to copy the exercises, and after passing the exercises, Zhao Zifeng felt unwell, his spirit was sluggish, and he had no true yuan to nourish his spirits, so he could only recover by sleeping, went to bed, and fell into a deep sleep.

"Hey, good sister, are you asleep?" a familiar voice.

Zhao Zifeng felt that he hadn't slept for long, it was when he was sleepy, he heard Ziyue calling him, tried to open his eyes, there was a light in the room, and he looked at the light, and sure enough, it was Ziyue, but this guy was naked at this time, kneeling on the bed, with two smooth arms on both sides of his body, holding a curvaceous little steamed bun, looking at him slyly and laughing.

Zhao Zifeng felt so strange in his heart, his eyes involuntarily fell on the little steamed bun, licked his lips, and asked, "It's so late, why don't you go to sleep, why are you coming to call me?

"Oh yes! Sister, you're dreaming! Who is looking for the little palace maid! Do you miss your sister! People are coming to accompany you!" said and kissed him with a lewd smile on his face, Zhao Zifeng whined twice, did not refuse, it was so soft and sweet!

The purple moon in the dream began to pick her clothes!

She was dazed, trying to wake up, but she couldn't wake up in a daze, thinking, "Could it be that I'm really dreaming?" and felt the reaction of her lower body, becoming damp and itchy, as if it was very empty.

"Isn't it? Could it be that my usual mental power suppresses the physical body too strongly, and as soon as the mental power weakens, all kinds of hormones in the physical body will come out to rebel! It's too shameful! I'm a man!, but it seems to be a dream, so let's indulge it, anyway, the object is my sister, and I don't suffer a loss! It seems to be okay."

Is this something that can be indulged in dreams?

She didn't finish thinking about it, she fell asleep again in a daze, feeling hot all over her body in her sleep, and her lower body was itchy, so she wanted something to insert it in, and she really shouted out in a daze, "I want to give it to me"

didn't shout twice, and suddenly felt the pain like tearing in her lower body, she moaned loudly, suddenly sobered up, and looked at Sister Ziyue lying on top of her in a daze.

The girl's big bright eyes flashed with joy, and her body shook one by one!

The pain in her lower body began to lessen, and the pleasant feeling of the foreign body moving in her body came in waves, and she moaned involuntarily, and became more and more careless.

"It's like being a woman! It's so cool! Is it so real to dream?" his mind was dazed again, and he snorted twice and lost consciousness again.

This loss of consciousness never woke up again, until

Eleven o'clock the next day.

The bright sunlight shone into the house, shining on the face of Zhao Zifeng, who was still sleepy, squinting his eyes, Zhao Zifeng woke up, saw the unfamiliar roof for the first time, remembered that he was sleeping in the imperial palace, and then felt that he had no restraints on his body, sleeping naked, so he remembered last night's spring dream, and his heart was groaning.

"Dream, your sister, can I dream????"

She sat up suddenly, and sure enough, she was naked, she had a bad premonition in her heart, she wanted to die, if last night's qiē was true, what should I do, her heart was trembling, her hands were trembling, she stretched out her trembling hand to touch the lower body that was also trembling.

The sticky touch came, and she was about to collapse, and when she took her trembling hand to her eyes, it was so dark that she almost fainted.

There was blood on his hands, and there were some slippery and greasy liquids, Zhao Zifeng completely woke up, and sadly admitted that what happened last night was not a dream, it was not a dream, how could it not be a dream?????

"Fuck your sister! Ziyue, you bastard! You dare to attack me! I'm going to kill you! I'm a man!!"

Roaring, Zhao Zifeng quickly got up, picked up the clothes he had thrown everywhere, just wiped his messy lower body, put on the white silky cute little panties, and wondered in his heart.

"Why does it feel so wrong? It is said that I have been tortured by Ziyue's perverted slut all night, and it is the first time, I can't get out of bed because of the pain, why don't I feel anything in my lower body? It's like a real dream last night, and there is no trace of the spring dream, but what's the matter with those filth?"

This doubt, Zhao Zifeng immediately took off his little underwear, and regained hope in his heart, hope is a dream! But I shouldn't dream, I shouldn't let Ziyue's pervert succeed.

The underwear was taken off again, Zhao Zifeng looked at it for a long time, there was no redness and swelling at all, it was closed like a thin line, but he could see that he swallowed his saliva, as if he was kissing.

Zhao Zifeng immediately blushed! My own body, eh, I'm too perverted, right!?

Hurriedly diverted his attention, and found more suspicious points at once.

"How did my cultivation retreat to the middle stage of the Sword Saint, and I feel that my physical body has weakened a hundred times, but it has developed!

Zhao Zifeng drooled, and there was a scratch on his collarbone. "Your sister, who caught it? Ziyue's pervert still has abusive tendencies?"

When I touched my lower body again, I really didn't feel any pain at all.

But there was a pool of red virgin blood on the bed, and a pool of water stains that were obviously not urine, proving that there was indeed a girl who was broken in this bed last night, Zhao Zifeng called a depressed person!!!!

In the end, the result was: "It's still a virgin!"

Can anyone tell me what was the "dream" last night???????????

I really couldn't figure it out, Zhao Zifeng put on his clothes, equipped all the long wear artifacts, and decided to go to Ziyue to find out, and asked her if she did anything that people were angry with last night.

The palace was a miserable scene after the fire, which he burned and many craftsmen were repairing and cleaning up, and the courtyard where he lived was one of the few that survived, and which had been the residence of the magician, so it was well preserved.

When he walked out of the courtyard, he found a strange thing, there was no palace maid to serve him and get up, could it be that after a fire, the rules in the imperial palace were broken?

Walking on the road, strange things happened one after another, all the craftsmen looked at him with strange eyes, Zhao Zifeng had a black line in his head, what happened???