Chapter 142: Condemnation (H)

Chu Ruoting asked the Qingjian Sect's people to enter Kunlun Ruins

She waited until midnight before she sneakily opened the entrance and sneaked in

On the night when it was not snowing, the moment she stepped into Kunlun Ruins, it suddenly fell like snowflakes, sprinkled.

Yan Qianshan knew she was back

Chu Ruoting felt guilty

She came to the outside of the cottage with a familiarity. The doors and windows were closed, and a dim oil paper lamp was hung under the eaves, swaying in the snowy night, as if guiding the wanderers to return.

Chu Ruoting hesitated for a moment, bent down and dug a ball of snow on the ground, then pushed the door open and entered.

The candlelight on the desk is faint, and the clear and gentle side face of the man in blue shirt is reflected in his hand. He is holding a book, his eyes hidden in the shadows.

Chu Ruoting gently walked behind Yan Qianshan, stretched out her arms and wrapped herself around his neck, took a deep breath of the bitter fragrance of the bamboo leaves on his body, and said with a smile: Qianshan, I'm back

After a while, Yan Qianshan said yes, and he couldn't hear his emotions

Chu Ruoting's heart tightened

She knew she was in the wrong and asked in a low voice: Are you angry?

Yan Qianshan's slender knuckles flipped a page of the book, the tone was light and the wind was light, no

Still said no!

Chu Ruoting hurriedly took out the little snowman she had just squeezed and put it on his desk and danced clumsyly.

Yan Qianshan glanced at him secretly

A glance again

Can't help it, but I reached out to pick it up

Chu Ruoting smiled slightly, put it on her back, approached his ear, and sighed: I know, I brought the Qingjian Sect to Kunlun Ruins and disturbed you from the cultivation of the Qingjing. After all, they are not your disciples, but... I don't trust others. Only you can make me have no worries. Now I have too many enemies. If I am really destroyed by a traitor, I am afraid I have no face to face my parents in the Nine Springs.

Looking at the world, she only believes in him

Chu Ruoting has already made plans and temporarily let Qingjian Sect avoid the limelight here. I will take them to reopen their doors.

Yan Qianshan thought to himself: From the moment you broke into Kunlun Ruins, you have been disturbing me from practicing cultivation.

He gently flipped over a page of the book with his fingertips. Kunlun Ruins are vast, I don't care about this matter.

Her fellow disciples are kind by nature, and it is also good to accompany Qingqing and Azhu.

Hearing him say this, Chu Ruoting feels even more guilty

My heart was so upset. Chu Ruoting looked lonely and rubbed his chin against his shoulder. I don’t know which bastard stole his parents’ bones, and Sai Xirang has never been lost again.

When Yan Qianshan heard about this, he was stunned and said: What can you do if you steal the bones?

I wondered, Chu Ruoting gritted her teeth angrily. If I found out who did it, I would definitely cut him into three pieces to vent my hatred!

She hugged the man and shook it gently, her voice softened a few times: Qianshan, don’t be angry, except Jing Mo, I will not bring anyone to Kunlun Ruins again

Yan Qianshan's face was cold just now, hoping that she would coax her to achieve her goal, and she stopped when she saw it. He held the tenderness she had placed in front of him, wrapped it in his warm palm, and said: When will you bring Jing Mo back?

Chu Ruoting: Let's go later

Yan Qianshan pursed her thin lips

Go tomorrow! Chu Ruoting quickly changed her words, I will stay with you tonight

Yan Qianshan looked faint, as if he didn't care whether she was with her or not, and said: I have used the law to rule Xun Ci's eyes, but I have to look at things, but I still lack one thing.

Nineteen kept Xun Ci's eyes, and Yan Qianshan was supplemented by the Yuan Yang Formation, it was not difficult to embed his eyes back.

Chu Ruoting blinked: What?

Red shark tears

Red shark tears are one of the treasures Chu Ruoting found for Helian Youhen. It was previously decorated with the ring face of the Xuanlei helm master, but it has been thrown in a corner of the refining room.

Chu Ruoting will go to Wunian Palace tomorrow anyway, she nodded: OK, I understand.

Yan Qianshan said slowly again: I have abolished Kuang Hanchen's cultivation.

Chu Ruoting was shocked and hurriedly said: Qianshan! This...

He changed his practice of "Yunpo Qipao" and had excellent understanding and talent. His cultivation had already improved. Yan Qianshan's eyes fell on the pages, but he couldn't see a single word in it.

He was very happy for no reason, and Chu Ruoting couldn't coax her with a snowman.

Chu Ruoting misunderstood the righteous people couldn't stand the evil devil's crooked way, and her heart sank. She hurriedly walked around Yan Qianshan and bent down to see his expression.

Yan Qianshan is extremely handsome

Eyebrows are like picturesque, bright as the moon

As the saying goes, looking at a beauty under the lamp, the more you look, the more you become, the more you become. Chu Ruoting can understand the meaning of this sentence now.

It's me that's not good, I've guessed it randomly

Yan Qianshan turned over another page of the book and said in a deep voice: If I tell you, I will spend all the money to find Sai Xirang, will you be unhappy?

Who said that! Chu Ruoting waved her hand and pretended to be disgusting. It was best to spend money, a group of wine bags, so that they would not eat and drink in Kunlun Ruins for free

The black ice in Yan Qianshan's eyes seemed to have melted, like a broken star, bright and bright

Chu Ruoting pulled his arm away and sat sideways into his arms

Yan Qianshan remained silent, but put down the book and hugged her slender waist tightly

The snow falls outside the thatched cottage, the night wind swept through the gaps in the window, the candlelight sways gently, and the black shadows of the two people snuggling intimately on the wall

Qianshan, do you miss me?

Chu Ruoting held up his handsome face, his eyes hit his eyes, and said very seriously

Yan Qianshan couldn't avoid her burning gaze, her cheeks were hot

Chu Ruoting laughed and leaned forward to kiss his soft lips

Yan Qianshan was still hanging his eyes at first and pretending to be reserved. When the woman's soft tongue pushed open his lips and broke into his mouth, he was breathing in a mess.

Yan Qianshan opened his teeth slightly, put Chu Ruoting's troubled tongue in, grabbed the back of her head with his right hand, wrapped the tip of her tongue around her tongue, tossed and sucked hard, and tasted the sweet and wet fragrance of Mulan.

A long kiss and a pair of emotions

Chu Ruoting stripped off his blue shirt, revealing his clear and broad chest, and gently twisted his pink nipples with his fingertips.

Yan Qianshan hummed lowly

He frowned, his cold face was covered with a strong desire, as if in revenge on her restless hand, rubbing her thighs against the already flooded slits of flowers with her long ago.

The cold snow light shone in the crack of the window, and the messy blue shirt and red skirt were sprinkled on the floor

Yan Qianshan originally wanted to press Chu Ruoting directly on the desk, but remembered that she thought the desk was too hard, so she carried her onto the bamboo couch, kissing her cherry lips, and then putting her palms on the softness that could not be held, and kneading them hard.

He really missed her, thinking about it in his heart

Even though she kept stuffing men into Kunlun Ruins during this period, he could only sigh slightly and let her coax her to find comfort.

Chu Ruoting lay on the bamboo couch, looking very swaying

She hooked Yan Qianshan's neck, clamped his waist with her legs, and took the initiative to rub his slit with the wet flower slit to rub his erect and huge end, murmured softly: Qianshan...

The liquid secreted from the glans was mixed with her honey liquid, smooth and wet, poking on the two tender meats

Yan Qianshan's handsome man was tense and could not bear it anymore. His penis pressed against the tight hole and sank into the honey path little by little.

The thing was thick and hard, and Chu Ruoting liked the feeling of fullness filled by him

She clinged to his neck, and her five fingers left red marks on his fair spine. As Yan Qianshan advanced, the indescribable comfort came, and she couldn't help but panting gently.

Yan Qianshan stood by the couch and went in for a while, then retreated, walked around Chu Ruoting's back, hugged her in his arms, raised one of her legs with his left hand, and entered again from the back.

In this way, he could touch her well-proportioned and delicate legs while pounding them to the deepest

Congested and thick, I kept pushing the narrow and warm corridor, and the hair under my belly became a sticky ball, and the sound of water slapping, clearly spreading in the quiet night.

Yan Qianshan finally touched the leg with his left hand, slowly moved to the front of her flower hole, and opened the layers of flesh petals with his fingertips to find the sensitive small flower core. While rubbing it quickly, he entered the tight flower path.

Chu Ruoting was trembling all over her body, stretched her toes, and panted wildly. When her waist felt numb, she arched her body and twitched and bleeded.

She took a big breath and gently stroked the man's abdominal muscles with her backhand tightened, and asked hoarsely: Qianshan, have you not answered or missed me yet?

Yan Qianshan frowned because of her, and was furiously thrusting

He said briefly and powerfully: ...I want to

Thinking to the death

Chu Ruoting smiled brightly, lying naked on the bamboo couch, her skin shining better than snow, and her black hair is as dark as ink

Yan Qianshan felt dizzy

He couldn't bear it, lowered his head and held Chu Ruoting's pink earlobes, thrusting heavily dozens of times, his penis jumped lightly, ejaculated a lot of semen, filling her narrow flower hole with her narrow flower hole.

The long night is long, the snowflakes dance gently

The heavy breathing of men and women in thatched cottage intertwined

Yan Qianshan talks little when he is in love, but Chu Ruoting wants to seduce him to chat

I asked him how to draw the talisman of compassion, and then I asked him if there were any mistakes in his mountain protection formation.

At first, Yan Qianshan answered in a hoarse voice, but Chu Ruoting raised Xun Ci and immediately made him feel cold. He didn't say anything anymore, but he just held his breath and tossed her around and thrust her around.

Chu Ruoting was pressed on the couch and her throat was blown away.

She looked at the bright skylight, raised her hand and gently slapped her mouth, blaming herself: Let you talk too much!

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There is also morning and dusk in Kunlun Ruins

At dawn, Xu Yuan led the disciples of Qingjian Sect to work hard to reclaim the land.

Shijiu held his garlic and said worriedly: Senior sister, this is the territory of the ancestor Kunlun. Would it be bad for us to plant trees here?

Xu Yuan thought so, then he would first test the soil quality

Kunlun is always an out of reach, but now he is the second senior sister’s Taoist couple, and that’s the whole family.

The family doesn't speak two families, and it should be fine to dig a few holes in such a large area of ​​bare snow-capped mountains.

Qingqing and Azhu felt curious when they heard the movement, so they stepped forward to watch

Qingqing asked: Aunt Xu, what are you doing?

Xu Yuan smiled and said: I will plant a spiritual plant

Seeing that they were interested, Xu Yuan took the initiative to teach them how to grow vegetables, spiritual fruits, and medicines...

In weather like Kunlun Ruins, it is most suitable to grow red-haired radishes and add the unique fertilizer of the Qingjian Sect. The spiritual energy contained in the red-haired radishes planted here will be ten times better than others!

Xu Yuan talked endlessly

She remembered that Azhu was also a plant and enthusiastically invited him: Azhu, are you going to bury it in? I will fertilize you and ensure that your leaves are beautiful!

Azhu hugs her arms, I don’t want it!

The fertilizer of Qingjian Sect is not the smelly spirit beast manure soup, but the juice fermented from some kind of spiritual plant, which is filled with fragrance.

Azhu glanced at the earth pit and felt itchy

He turned into a green bamboo body, shook the bamboo pole, and muttered: OK, I can't try it out, you have to raise my leaves beautifully

Xu Yuan poured him a scoop of fertilizer and wrapped it on me!