The semi-naked carcass of the pink carved jade like crystal jade, in the cold and gentle, trembled with excitement, and could not be suppressed from the slightly open red lips of the cherry blossoms, rushing out of the delicate cry that made the face red and the ears red.

The plump pink jade peak, the undulating trembling, sucking the delicate snake at the point of the peak, became more unscrupulous, squeezing the delicate jade peak, caressing the fair, delicate, warm and smooth skin, slowly sliding towards the soft and soft, Chu Chu Chun's delicate lower abdomen.

The smooth and wonderful lower abdomen, followed by the tight collapse, the slender hand grabbed violently, the timid and suspicious wrist, pulled the hand that was standing still, put it down softly, and grasped the thin velvet cushion in a panic. The hot and shy whispers swayed into the soft sound of the water.

The sound of the boulder going into the water is loud, like a tiger roaring mountains and rivers one by one, spurting one by one, sometimes tight and slow, sometimes more and sometimes less, a little jade bead splashing, anxious like a crazy popping cloth, weak like a docile stream, lingering, charming, veins and affectionate, illusion of a line of jade and clean love, soft and tender with verdant green lotus.

The sound of falling water gently, murmuring and lapping on the surface of the water, striking a piece of snow-white foam, scattering, changing, trying its best to cover up the diversity of Bai Lian, roaring and shouting, on the narrow water surface, there was a deafening roar, thousands of strands of water, the torrent burst out of thousands of drops of water droplets, the pool water swelled, rumbling, like a wild beast angry for no reason.

The blue water and green lotus appear and disappear from time to time in the misty pool. Trickling, tinkling, ding, dong, with the waves between the pools, wheezing like pine waves lapping on the shore, tactful like a harp, the sound of Tu Xu, resounding on the trickling small pool. Crashing waves crashed into the blooming meadows, flowing among the weeds and thorny rocks.

The moonlit night is like water, the cool wind gently cleanses, and the air is filled with the fragrance of flowers, which is refreshing. The soundproof cover on the pool reflects the starlight in the sky, like countless pairs of eyes sprinkled on the sparkling surface of the lake.

Separated from the courtyard, there is the same secret courtyard space, and the courtyard is full of flowers. Four flower-shaped fountains gush out. Like a graceful saint throwing off her hair. Falling into the water is silent.

A pair of dark eyes, enjoying the unique night, the fountain changes its dancing posture with the rhythm of the murmuring of the shy, and the lightness is the panic that is conjured. Wide-eyed eyes. Whisper softly. A blend of soft water. The stormy passion is painted in Yin Yu's sea of knowledge.

Yin Yu wanted to escape, but there was no way to escape. The mysterious forbidden space can't even get out of the door of the small courtyard. Yin Yu has no way, and he doesn't know when he has the illusion of peeping, showing the charming style and filthy voice.

Yin Yu's eyes were as enchanting as stars, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she was a little anxious, making her delicate jade white hand rub in the half-open pink armor. The tall and small nose is panting with wisps of orchid breath, the cute little mouth is tinged with a faint pink, and the moist lilac tongue licks the full and sexy lips. The fair-skinned shoulders and cute twin peaks are full of temptation.

The night responds to romance, like a sleeping baby, delicately moisturizing the saints and saints who seem to be sleeping in the soundproof cover. Thousands of charming postures, coiled together, moving curves, all kinds of tenderness intertwined between the jade arms, without the slightest shyness.

The beautiful black waterfall-like hair, poured on the soft carpet of fine velvet, is soft, charming, toned, free and easy, exuding a very simple and natural charm. When you sniff it, you can hide a rich fragrance that goes straight into your nose.

Chengying snuggled tightly into Mo Ye's arms and fell asleep, the evil bloodthirsty eyes hung a little thin beads, like tears of excitement, and the soft light of the night flashed in surprise. Smooth, snow-white, soft as a boneless delicate holy body, presumptuous, teasing and blood-spurting postures.

Mo Ye's lips hooked a wicked smile, and he slept with satisfaction. Pillow with cloud-like black hair, holding soft willow shoulders, one hand clasping the soft and jade peak, and the other hand holding the devil's soft willow waist. Slightly resting his eyelashes, ruddy as begonian lips, occasionally pouting his lips, smiling in his sleep and smiling on the bare fragrant shoulders, breathing tightly, sniffing white skin like milk.

The snoring is slow, up and down, the sun and the moon are sleeping, and the panting is repeated. For a few days, Yin Yu was close to madness. The delicate cry made the beautiful face frown slightly, as if the holy jade body was ruthlessly possessed every day and night, ravaged madly, extremely embarrassing and shy, helplessly carrying lewd laughter.

Yin Yujiao's face was shy, her jade cheeks were flushed, and she woke up from the nightmare of cultivation again and again, and in the haze she heard a string of gentle, thin, bursts of splashing sounds, rapid breathing, murmuring and sighing, which shocked Yin Yujiao and drenched in sweat.

"Ah, tap." Mo Ye's fingers swirled slightly on the tip of the roaring jade peak. Chengying, who closed his big watery eyes, twisted his body lazily, leaned into Mo Ye's arms, his red lips were not opened, and he snorted coquettishly.

"Girl, get up". Mo Xie looked at the beautiful stunner who couldn't wake up in his arms, pinched the tip of Yufeng's powder with his fingers, and blew on Chengying's face.

"Oops, bull-like again." Chengying turned over and hugged Mo Ye, and the two unbearable jade peaks pressed tightly on Mo Ye's chest. The slender jade legs pressed against the bronze thighs, holding Mo Ye and unable to turn around.

"Smack". Mo Ye patted his snow-white round buttocks. "Hurry up, I have something to discuss with you."

"Let me sleep for a while, I will die and come back to life every day, and I will not be given time to sleep." Chengying's head was buried deep in Mo Ye's arms, holding Mo Ye just wouldn't let go.

Mo Xie smiled helplessly, and with a movement of his heart, the holy bag flew down from his hand, and a "Baiqi True Crystal" was clamped between his fingers.

With a click, a dazzling electric light illuminated the dim space, and then thunder roared, and countless interlaced silver dragons fluttered and danced in the crystal beads, and disappeared in an instant into the rolling clouds of true qi in the crystal balls.

Spirit, Chengying's big watery eyes widened, and he turned his head to stare at the thunderous crystal beads in Mo Ye's fingers. The pink little mouth opened wide, and the naked jade hand grabbed the "Baiqi True Crystal" like lightning.

Chengying's sharp eyes, intertwined with strings of lightning, "booming" resounded smart and pretty, burning with excited flames. The body was softly nestled in Mo Ye's arms. "What is this".

"Baiqi True Crystal, gathering a hundred years of true qi, I left it for you." Mo Xie held the soft light in his arms, his hands covered the two angry and soft jade peaks, his face lightly pressed against the fragrant hair, and he laughed angrily.

"Oops, tickle really". Chengying's side face faced Mo Xie's heavy snort, and gently kissed Mo Xie's sexy lips. This old cow's breath is heavy again.

"Girl, when did you send you?" Pan passed over Chengying's body, hugged Chengying's side in his arms, lowered his head and held the pink peak, sucking it.

Chengying moaned, and his body wrapped around Mo Ye like a snake, and he fell softly on the thick blanket with moisture in the fine velvet. The sound of rain, wind, and thunder blended together, booming, booming, and lightning bolts, drawing out of the "Baiqi True Crystal". The silver branches dance, forming a silver filament that is refracted like ten thousand filaments.

"Is there still evil?" Chengying squinted at the vein-like golden trees and silver threads of the leaves, and in his eyes of desire and passion, blue arcs flashed, twisting and turning, swinging and scurrying, responding to the lightning in the "Hundred Enlightenment True Crystals".

"Yes, want". Mo Ye gasped for heavy breathing, which was more shocking than the rumbling thunder.

"Give it to me". Chengying was crazy, his breathing was short, and his bright red and delicate cherry lips contained Mo Ye's tongue. Sweaty, delicate and delicate.

Yin Yu exploded with a thunderbolt above his head, curled up in a daze like a white vegetable insect, his face was flushed, his big eyes blinked in panic, he deeply inhaled a mouthful of Rulan's breath, and maintained his composure strongly. "What is 'Baiqi True Crystal'?

For five days and nights, Yin Yu was in a state of shame, listening to the clouds and rain between Mo Ye and Chengying, not that she wanted to listen, but she couldn't listen to it. Yin Yu's auditory consciousness had mutated, and she could listen to the wind and grass within four hundred and forty miles, and the sound insulation technique of the Holy Realm was almost useless to her. Yin Yu had tried thousands of soundproofing techniques, but none of them could stop him from snooping.

The tender and flattering words invaded for no reason, Yin Yu hugged his shoulders and curled up, there was no way back, and he could only fall into the water if he retreated. The cheeks burned with a bright flush, slowly drooping the long eyelashes, moving rapidly, breathing with a tactful hum, climaxing one after another, beautiful eyes were shy, and jade cheeks were full of spring.

Yin Yu, who was dizzy, couldn't figure out what the "Baiqi True Crystal" was? For several days and nights, Chengying was like a gentle kitten at the mercy of Mo Ye. Hearing the rumbling thunder like a landslide, I went crazy to this point.

Yin Yu stretched out curiously, he didn't need to stretch out his ears, he listened carefully to the whispers of Chengying and Mo Ye, covering his red face with both hands, he couldn't see the pink color anymore, but his eyes flashed with a ghostly smile.

From Mo Ye's heavy breath and intermittent responses, Yin Yu's eyes were as wide as copper bells, and he forgot his shyness in shock, the flush on his cheeks faded, and his smooth face suddenly suppressed a smile. The heart "flutter, flutter" beats wildly.

The "Baiqi True Crystal" actually contained a hundred years of refining true qi, and inhaling one was equivalent to a hundred years of cultivation. Oh my God! Yin Yu's little mouth was so shocked that she couldn't close it, and her pink fist was clenched in front of her chest and kept rubbing. Four words squeezed out between the snow-white teeth. "Baiqi True Crystal", "Baiqi True Crystal"

The patriarch Yin Wen was led to the spirit world, the balance of the Yin family's factions was broken, the internal strife was rehearsed, and the elder brother Yin He had to go to Wanyun Cave to choose a marriage, and the faction was weakening day by day within the balance. Yin Yu didn't want his brother to marry outside the clan, but wanted Yin He to marry Yin Jia, the daughter of the elder Yin Jue, in the clan. This time, he came out with his brother Yin He, just to destroy the marriage contract with Bai Juan, so Yin He almost found Mo Ye twice, but Yin Yu destroyed it.

Yin Yu heard "Baiqi True Crystal". I was going crazy, but I hoped that it was myself who was lying in Mo Xie's arms.

Yin Yu gritted her fine teeth tightly, her little face smiled more gorgeous than a flower, and she hummed a few times. (To be continued......)