The small bald mountain is craggy, the strange shape of the gray-white stone, covering the whole peak, some elephant claws scratched, some ivory biting, some elephant rope strangled, the style is very many, the color is gray-white, there is no tree, no grass, no water. The stone is quite hard, the sound quality is also good, and when you knock lightly, there is a bone crisp sound, which sounds very pleasant.

Outside Xiaobald Mountain, Deng Ming's disciples have been here for two days, and the source search competition will end in twenty days, and these disciples can only wander around the mountain boringly. Dressed like daffodils, pink shoulder-length armor, supporting snow-white shoulders, dignified and elegant like a charming woman who has lived in the boudoir for a long time, with a reserved smile, and charming eyes keep sweeping over the bare peaks.

Although the small bald mountain is not large, there are many hiding places, and there are gray-white arched stones everywhere, and I don't know if the road is from the top of the stone cracks, or it fell from the sky.

Twenty beauties, who have been here for so long, the little bald mountain has to twist dozens of times a day, I don't know what the road is for, the insect on the ice, I don't know if the road is drilled into the stone, or squeezed in the crack of the stone and can't get out. In short, there was no shadow to be seen.

Twenty beautiful girls are not worried, Xiaobald Mountain has always been a forbidden place for the heart cave. For tens of thousands of years, it has been shrouded in several layers of light, and only those who have committed a great sin inside the door can be locked here. The condensation realm has been closed, and I haven't heard that you can run out.

It's just that there are a lot of weird places in this little bald mountain, especially at night, the whole mountain peak is black and gloomy, like a monster's nest with the smell of corpses, and from time to time there are a few stars of green light flying.

Moonless nights are the scariest and most beautiful. Everywhere is shining, from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain, just where there are stones, there will be glowing, the disciple who has guarded the small bald mountain for ten years before said one night. He and his brother carefully counted them, and no matter what the stone looked like, whether it stood on the mountain or fell under the mountain, there were thirty-three or thirty-two glows.

Although the beauty is charming, those who look at it may not appreciate it. Behind a gray-white stone, a pair of cold eyes, like a greedy hungry wolf, stared at each delicate body, and the gaze did not see pink makeup. I didn't see a curvaceous figure. Instead, it is like a long tongue, constantly licking between the graceful white jade neck, the roaring twin peaks, and the plump fragrance.

Every time a beautiful female disciple patrols through this place, she will feel a kind of hot peeping, which is not concealed at all, and it burns every beautiful and holy woman like fire, making her delicate body tremble and her heart confused. It was as if there was a pair of fanatical and rough hands, caressing every inch of skin frantically. No one feels annoying, but there is a kind of pleasure and weakness. Gradually, it became stronger from weak, and penetrated the sea of consciousness.

The hot blood was surging painfully in the minds of every saintess, and the hair felt trembling and tingling, and the beautiful face was red and pink with shame. The tender lips burned with thirst and scorched.

If it weren't for the inspection of more than three people every time, I believe that someone would always lose the direction of the inspection and walk into the small bald mountain. The defensive light shield of the small bald mountain is a one-way defense, and it can enter and exit. It was the Great Sage of the Qi Condensation Realm who entered, and there was no hope of getting out of the Little Bald Mountain.

Every day is such an ordeal, and some saints are afraid. The saint was excited, although she didn't know where the source of her gaze was. But they can feel that it is a longing, a primitive desire for life, which can make these saints who don't know what love is, who don't know what love is, who don't know love like poisonous wine, go crazy for it.

Night, coming again, the little bald mountain as for ten thousand years, waking up again and again in the dark ink-colored quilt, countless starlight flashing with the crystal and small bald mountain phosphorus-colored brilliance, intertwined into the star sea jade mountain map

This night, there was no wind and light, Mo Xie withdrew his gaze that had been peeping for a day, and seemed to feel some pain, and slowly closed his soul-seducing eyes.

Xiao Bald Mountain shook slightly, shaking very lightly, like smooth skin rubbing against each other, small fluctuations, in which Mo Ye was in, and it could only be felt slightly.

Mo Xie opened his soul-like black eyes and looked at the top of the small bald mountain, where there seemed to be something more, and it appeared quickly, and it appeared there in an instant, without a trace of warning. It's a stone, a huge egg with a gray shell. I could feel his presence because that thing carried heat, and it carried the smell of blood that Mo Ye was very familiar with.

Mo Xie had never eaten anything sent in since the day he came in, and the food that was sent had been dried into dried meat and preserved fruits under the scorching sun, but the gray stone where Mo Xie was hiding was eaten half like grinding his teeth.

This is also the reason why Mo Xie didn't have the same frenzy as he did in Lust Beast Mountain after arriving here. These stones are very much to the taste of Mo Ye, and Mo Ye is prepared to settle down here.

The extra thing on the top of the small bald mountain is the freshest stone that Mo Ye has been looking for, that stone is the freshly baked bread, the bun that has just come out of the niche, with a little bit of agility and bursts of essence.

Whoosh, Mo Ye appeared on the top of Xiaobald Mountain. A handful of fresh gray buns were held, clicked, and gnawed. It's been a long time, Mo Ye has never eaten such a fresh fine food, this is incomparably delicious, like milk that people can never forget, it contains not the taste of milk, but the taste of fresh bones, there is feminine tenderness and charm in it, there is a trace of male wildness and heroism in it.

Mo Xie ate very deliciously, holding the gray stone, both legs were clamped up, and his hands were hugged tightly, for fear that the gray stone would run away.

Poof, Mo Xie was greedy inch by inch, section by section, and when he was frantically gnawing, the gray stone he was holding tightly was violently lifted up by something. It's too fast, it's too fast, Mo Xie gnawed his teeth on the gray and white stone, and he hadn't had time to put it away, and his powerful divine sense hadn't felt the danger yet.

Mo Xie held the gray, fresh stone, flew up a foot high, and rolled down the small bald mountain. Fortunately, he didn't press and touch Mo Ye's arms and legs when he rolled. Except for lying on the ground in fright for a long time without getting up, there was no bloodshed. Otherwise, Mo Xie would really become a stump worm.

Mo Xie held the gray stone that he was reluctant to lose, looked up at the peak of Xiaobald Mountain, his eyes were constricted, shooting out a light like fire, a little excited spark almost scorched his eyeballs, his teeth flashed white, his blood-red tongue was as red as a watermelon, he stretched out his neck, and kept licking his lips, as if he had seen more fragrant and delicious food, and his eyes were ten times more rampant and greedy than looking at beautiful women during the day. There were still a few mouthfuls of saliva that grunted twice in his mouth and swallowed into his throat.

Hmph, Mo Xie carried the gray and white stone in his arms on his shoulder, and flew up the small bald mountain again.

Smack, put the gray and white stone that he had eaten dozens of bites on the ground, hugged the new gray and white stone, stretched out his nose tendon a few times, and kept sniffing. Then he opened his mouth, and instead of gnawing the gray and white stones, he stretched out his blood-red tongue, licked it one by one, and licked it a few times. The face is attached to the gray stone, constantly rubbing back and forth, the momentum is like a little boy who is full of milk, and he has to hold the milk Feng and rub it for a while.

Click, Mo Xie didn't know how long he had been caressed, the warm gray and white stones were all cold by Mo Ye, and the only thing that was hot was Mo Ye's burning face. The cold stone left a bloodstained trail.

Tom, when the Mo Evil friction is electrified. The stone in his arms flew out, this time Mo Xie was a little looser, and a new gray and white stone hit Mo Ye and flew up. With a thud, he sat down on a gray stone three or four feet away.

Mo Xie bared his teeth, grinned, and felt pain, a pair of gray stones with sharp edges was right against the root of Mo Ye's back buttocks, Mo Xie opened his mouth, and was about to jump. With a bang, a gray-white stone with the familiar smell of blood landed on Mo Ye's crotch that was inadvertently forked.

Mo Xie felt the stone under him sink, and the pointed stone slammed against the root of his buttocks.

"Ahh Mo Ye let out an exclamation that only humans have, and for a long time, Mo Ye had never made such a sound. He has always been silent in the silent world, his heart is lonely, his life is lonely, there is no heat, there is no emotional waves.

Bang, Mo Xie drilled his heart again with his buttocks, and his whole body lay on the gray stone that had just fallen. Squeak and quack. The gray and white stone that had just landed fell towards the panicked Mo Ye in a frightening friction sound.

Mo Xie moved his body a few times, but he couldn't move, the woman's robe with a desire hole, I don't know why Lu Dao is so elastic. Every time Mo Ye wanted to move away, he was ruthlessly bounced back. The gray stone that was pulled creaked and fell towards Mo Xie again. Frightened, Mo Ye, a ruthless little insect, was also dumbfounded, staring at frightened eyes. The hair on his whole body stood up like a demon, staring blankly at the gray stone in front of him, his mind was blank at a loss, and his soul condensed into a hard stone.

Quack, the gray stone tightened again, and stopped. Mo Ye's body was sandwiched between two stones. At this time, Mo Xie woke up from his shock, and with a wave of his hand, the gray stone flew dozens of feet away, crashing into a pile of stones.

Mo Xie dodged up and flew to the top of Xiaobald Mountain again, looking at the gray stone with temperature, confused and puzzled. In Mo Ye's simple thinking, he never figured out why this stone would appear here, where it came from, and what it had with temperature and his favorite taste.

Mo Ye stared tightly, as if he was thinking, and more like he was looking at his beloved baby.

Mo Xie stretched out his long tongue and touched the gray stone in front of him little by little. From top to bottom, inch by inch, inch by inch, tongue withdrawn into the mouth, licked again, and withdrawn. Slowly squatted down until he pouted and fell to the ground. Then he raised his head and stared at the bottom of the gray stone with swarthy eyes. (To be continued......)