"I want to say, you don't want to go back to the bed while I'm asleep, pretend that nothing happened, and continue to share the bed with me, right?" Fang Yiyuan touched his chin and said, "I remember saying when I formed the alliance that day, during the period of joining forces, you seem to belong to me alone?

Song Qingsha said coldly: "You should know that a man's desire to control is too strong, and it is not a good character. ”

"Of course I know!" Fang Yiyuan nodded again and again, his gaze moved up to Song Qingsha's twin peaks, slid over the thrilling curve, and admired the ecstatic body under the single clothes, unconcealing the greed and obsession in his eyes, "How can such a wonderful body belong to me alone? I expected such a day from the beginning, but I still can't control it! Look at your pitiful appearance, you have been wronged by him? It's really distressing, let me help you rub it? I think about it, what kind of expression should he have had at that time...... Oh, that's probably it! How did you react? I never thought that you would be rejected one day! I think so, that's how it should be...... Oops, that's pathetic—"

"Fang Yiyuan!" Song Qingsha let out a pleasant roar from her mouth, and with a flick of her robe, a touch of green shot out of her robe, quickly extending into a whip of vines full of thorns in the air, making a terrible sound of breaking the air, and swept towards Fang Yiyuan's door.

Fang Yiyuan's lips sneered, and the bamboo cane in his palm danced lightly, and he saw that the wind gathered like a blade, arranged in the shape of an arc, and was meeting the attacking rattan whip. I only heard a series of crackling crisp sounds, and countless remnants of branches and fallen leaves were splashed one after another, cutting into fine fragments in the array of sharp blades, and in turn rolling back towards Song Qingsha.

The two lovers, who were as close as one a few days ago, fought here, as if they had suddenly become enemies who wanted to put each other to death.

The cultivation of the two of them was between the two of them, and for a while they were inseparable, the invisible wind blade and the tangible blade of flowers and leaves slammed back and forth, and the pale cyan hurricane was interspersed with cruising among the sharp vine leaves. The two of them soon had several large and small wounds on their bodies, and their clothes and clothes became messy under the attack of the other party, and their former demeanor and affection were gone.

Because they have had the experience of getting along day and night, and they are both very familiar with each other's spell techniques, they can easily see through each other's deliberately exposed flaws and tricks, and at the same time, they can't find a chance to give each other a fatal blow.

The battle was stalemate, and the boiling anger gradually subsided in the fierce battle, and the offensive became calmer, and after a certain hard fight, the two tacitly stopped their hands at the same time.

"It's not interesting to fight like this, boy! Since Wen Dou can't tell the winner, how about we fight in martial arts?" Song Qingsha glanced at Fang Yiyuan provocatively, she had just experienced a strenuous exercise, her face was flushed, and she was slightly gasping, adding to the charm.

The Heavenly Demon Dance in the early morning did not work for Qin Yan, but the effect of the backlash broke out at this time, so that she was actually aroused in the fierce battle, and there was a burning sensation in her body, and she urgently needed the man's comfort.

The metaphor of "martial arts" in Song Qingsha's mouth, how could Fang Yiyuan not know. His gaze swept unscrupulously on Song Qingsha's proud and delicate body, at this time, Song Qingsha was only wearing a single dress, most of the snow-white skin was exposed, and even the fabric in the key parts was torn open by the blade. And the several wounds on her body left in the fierce fight, the red blood flowing down the snow-white skin, actually exuded a thrilling charm.

Fang Yiyuan swallowed his saliva, and without saying more, he easily put the bamboo cane aside, and rushed to Song Qingsha with a tiger roar, and threw her to the ground with all his might.

This pair of men and women, who were still fighting and dying just now, quickly became entangled. The torn clothes were torn into strips of cloth and thrown aside, and the two of them rolled together without any barriers. Fang Yiyuan buried his face in Song Qingsha's soft twin peaks, and played with it wantonly, causing Song Qingsha to gasp again and again. Song Qingsha's face was flushed, and she gasped with sweat: "Don't do this...... Come straight ahead!"

Fang Yiyuan was stunned for a moment, he didn't even need a pre-play, his heart suddenly cooled. This woman is so eager, she must have been in the chief's cave mansion and couldn't help it!

His subordinates suddenly exerted force and twisted Song Qingsha's right peak, causing her to snort in pain. At this moment, he twisted his body and rushed straight in.

Song Qingsha's miserable hum turned into a high-pitched groan in the middle, and the melody of ecstasy was enough to arouse the desire of all men in the world, and Fang Yiyuan, who was close at hand, was even more crazy because of it.

Song Qingsha under her felt this stimulation and moaned out unwillingly: "Ah...... You're very different today...... Good...... Excellent ......"

Fang Yiyuan sneered in his heart. It's great, it's just that he felt the stimulation of the huge shadow behind him, which made the disgust that had accumulated in his heart for a long time burst out, making him work harder.

But his sneer was also quickly overshadowed by the fiery desire/fire, and as long as he temporarily occupied the body under him, he was already extremely satisfied.

Either way, he just wanted to vent the most primitive flame of life that was flickering in his body now.

At this moment, a familiar and annoying voice sounded coldly behind him:

"Senior Brother Yiyuan...... It's not that I'm deliberately disturbing your good deeds, but is the address you chose a little inappropriate? It's less than a hundred steps away from my cave house, so it's a little closer, are you too anxious? If it spreads, the impact won't be good!"

Fang Yiyuan's movements froze slightly, and then he seemed to be greatly encouraged, and he twitched even harder. He didn't have to look back to know what gloomy and indifferent gaze the man behind him was looking at. Once upon a time, it was a figure that he feared and hated in his sleep. But so what, whether you pretend to be high or really disdainful, at least the person who is pressing on Song Qingsha now is me and not you!

"Hey, hey, Chief Senior Brother......" Fang Yiyuan responded while gasping, "I'm really sorry, it's not that we mean to offend, phew, it's just that sometimes when the mood comes, we are eager to take action immediately, and we don't have time to worry about other things." Phew, hoo, Chief Senior Brother must be understandable, right?"

As he spoke, he suddenly frowned, and found that the body of the woman under him had become stiff, and it no longer had the delicate beauty it had just now, which made it more difficult for him to make every movement. Although the outburst just now was very ferocious, it also took too much energy, and now he gradually felt a little struggling. This discovery made him very angry. If he makes a fool of himself in front of the man behind him, he will have a hard time raising his head for the rest of his life.

He gritted his teeth and roared, "Harusa, what are you doing?" while pulling the woman's dry body and forcibly pushing forward. It's just that he can't wake up the beauty of Qingsha no matter what, Song Qingsha closed her eyes, and there was no more ecstatic moan in her mouth, and she didn't even react to his strong impulse, as if she was dead. At this moment, the lingering of death became his solo dance, fiery and beautiful, but meaningless.

It's all because of the huge shadow behind him!

Fang Yiyuan's heart burst out with irrepressible anger, stopped his boring movements, turned his head, and stared at the figure of the young man standing on a cliff.

Qin Yan didn't have the slightest consciousness of disturbing people's good deeds, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and said with a leisurely smile: "Senior Brother Yiyuan, don't pay attention to me, you just have to continue! Don't worry, I am a person with elegant sentiments, and I will never take advantage of this time to sneak attack you!"