The process of practicing martial arts in Yin Suming is very different from the masters of the Nine Netherworld and Ten Types of the Patriarchs in previous dynasties.
If you want to unify the three paths and rule the Xuanming, in addition to the means of remnant poison, you must also have high strength as your backing.However, the martial arts of the evil paths are all the most yin evil skills, such as Nie Mingtu's Qinglang Art and Wolf Wolf Soul Claw. Even if you practice the three invincible states, you are still an authentic Yinhan skill.
If you use Yin and Cold Body to suppress the three paths, and then study Zhiyang and Zhigang's "The Order of the Ghost" is nothing more than half the result with twice the effort. You may even risk taking the risk of being possessed by the devil and losing all your skills. You may not be able to achieve anything.Therefore, no one of the three masters of the underworld was convinced by each other. Even though the Yin Su Ming master and the previous ghost king practiced the magical skills of the ghost command, they were not sure to restrain the wolf head and the evil Buddha. They were afraid of each other and intrigued each other, and finally fell into a big fight at Lianjue Temple.
Yin Suming is different.
Although she was a daughter, when she was in her master's sect, the ancestral system of gathering evil paths had long disappeared. She first led the remnants of the Ghost King to escape from other places and monopolize the power. She no longer had to be wary of the evil Buddha's wolf head. Her disciples did not have to start from the Senluo Mingxiang Technique, and worked hard to practice the Yin Yin Qi, and then competed with the other two heirs cultivated by the other two paths for the throne of the sect leader. After winning, she gave up half of her life's Yin Qi cultivation and practiced the "Shigui Ling" of the pure Yang Qi body from scratch.
Yin Suming has only practiced Gui Ling since he was a child, and his internal strength is extremely pure.As soon as Geng Zhao used the word "Ji" technique, Yin Suming was pushed to orgasm, and the Yin essence collapsed and came out of the dike. He suddenly urinated and flew out of the sky. The juice was dripping from the snow buttocks, and it drizzled all over the ground. Then a warm current overflowed into Geng Zhao's body, thin, but warm and greasy. When it collided with the true energy of the green fire, it blended like sugar paste.
Although the true qi of the Guiling Order is dense, it is acquired after all. It is like a sieve before the innate fetal breathing. No matter how thin the sieve it is, it cannot stop the water flow. In a blink of an eye, it is penetrated slightly. The structure of the true qi is transformed and changed, and it instantly travels through Gengzhao's body, becoming part of the true qi of the green fire, and it is getting stronger and stronger, like a boiling tripod.
The Vigil Order is a very profound internal mastery. He has the ability to protect his body and his internal strength will not be easily leaked. Even if the method of refining and refining in the "Tianluo Jing" is magical, at most it is evenly matched, and the two sides should have had some tug-of-war.Unexpectedly, as soon as the internal force entered Geng Zhao's body, it was absorbed and assimilated by the Bihuo Divine Art. The suction gradually exceeded the pulling force. Yin Suming's body seemed to have opened a gap, and his power was sent out continuously.
...Master...Master!mèi...mèi's so comfortable... so happy... the beautiful mixed-race girl closed her eyes and shook her head, her whole body was tight, and her snow-white and plump body was like a living shrimp, so beautiful that she gritted her teeth and was incoherent:
I want to... die, die... Ah, Ah... so sour... so sour... AhAhAhAhAh-- Suddenly there was no sound, and my wet hips slit stiffened. The giant thing deep in my body that had already reached the bottom broke through the flesh wall and slowly, but smoothly inserted into an unimaginable place.The strange piercing feeling was so clear and strong that you could even feel the blunt tip of the egg being the size of a blunt point stuck tightly into that place, and then slowly inserted it-
(Severe pain, tear, swelling, penetration, quick beauty...)
Nothing that she knows about can describe the feeling in her body.
The beautiful and fair ghost king seemed to have his soul torn apart, but he could not make a sound with his lips. He was sweating all over his body and trembled violently. The spasm-like beautiful flesh clamped the ferocious invading foreign objects, and the jade door, which was tied at the root of the penis and had no gaps like a whole circle of flesh membrane, still could not overflow the clear and transparent vaginal essence, as if the penis had pierced a water capsule in her body, and the amount of water leaked was amazing.
Tianluo's Heart Picking Method Entering the Palace and Spitting Swallowing. As soon as it came out, a giant as hard as iron broke into the central palace like a divine dragon. The protective air valve of the Gui Ling was immediately broken. Yin Suming panted like a beast, his eyes were shining with water, and his physical orgasm was almost in pain. Her internal strength that had been hard for ten years was just like uncontrollable semen, and soon she had leaked nearly 30% of her original strength. If she had not been gifted and her muscles and bones were much stronger than ordinary people, she would have probably died of yin.
Geng Zhao absorbed the three successful powers of the Ghost King, and his physical strength and spirit reached the end. He slowly calmed down his heart and exhaled, and withdrew from the softened penis. He felt that the true energy in his body was extremely prosperous, like a flood, and was afraid that the four caring demons would explode again. He did not care about the beauty on the chair, and sat cross-legged on the spot to regulate his breathing and guide him.
He worked hard for more than two minutes, and white mist appeared above his head, and he closed his internal strength one by one, and he vaguely realized that his gain was even more than the internal strength he had absorbed from the Ghost King's place, but his pulse was very stable. He thought to himself: It seems that the difference between the various levels of the Green Fire God Art is not just a multiple. Even if he absorbed the Ghost King's Yuangong, he could not reach the bottom of the three levels.Miss Ming said that if she could break through the seventh level within one year, she would be able to overcome the ten years of hard practice in the inner family. It seems that she is not exaggerating at all.
He got up and wiped the sweat with a cloth towel. When he saw Yin Su Ming fainting, his breath was like a wandering silk. The short black silk bag with gold thread and butterfly embroidered with gold thread was still there, but the thin rope tied to the neck was broken by him. The bag towel was lifted under the breasts, and a pair of soft white breasts with milky milk were popped up, which fell to both sides like pea eggs. The breasts were covered with red finger marks, which made the light-colored areola that was big on the cup, and it made it pink and smooth, almost the same color as the skin.
Although her lower body was in a mess, the T-shaped horse-riding scarf tied with black silk was almost intact. The scarf wrapped in a plump mons pubicus was pulled aside. The pink vulva was bulging, like a ripe peach. The two honey lips that were ravaged by the giant object for a long time were still a little stuck in their mouths, and a small amount of warm white fruit porridge was flowing like spitting out.
Geng Zhao untied the red rope for her, and slightly purple blood scars were streaked on her wrists and ankles. It can be seen that she struggled so hard that she had no feelings for her injury.Suddenly, she saw her lips fluttering and whispered: Lord...mèi...and...and...and...two bright red clouds appeared on her pale snow cheeks, and her beautiful lips were not bloody.
Geng Zhao carried her horizontally to the bed, lowering her head to the ground with her pretty face.Yin Suming closed his eyes, his curved eyelashes trembled like a flies, his cherry lips were slightly pursed, and his two snow breasts that fell like pebbles rose and fell rapidly, but his body was soft and weak.
Can't ask for it.Geng Zhao couldn't help but shake her head.If you want it again, you will die.
mèi…mèi…want…and…and…
She frowned and spoke hard, as if she had used all her remaining strength, but tears flowed down from the corners of her tightly closed eyes.Geng Zhao had a slight sign and remembered Ming Zhaxue's words that she was born with lust, but at this moment she felt that Yin Suming was not so lewd and slutty, but she was just a good person.
Her physical strength was exhausted and her energy was damaged, and she was exhausted. She didn't even have the strength to move her fingers. As long as she tied her tightly and subdued her old woman who was sleeping against the wall, Geng Zhao could leave.Then I thought: Miss Ming is extremely smart. Since she told me to stay here, she has her own reasons.Should I make my own decisions?
He could not tell whether this was also under Ming Zhanxue's calculation, and he was unable to decide for a moment.Yin Suming in his arms climbed softly at his neck, squinted his cat-like hazy brown eyes, and moaned: Master...mèi, mèi...want...and...and...
Geng Zhao was upset. She smelled her strong body odor in her nose, and her lower body suddenly became hard. She put her white and plump body on the soft couch, pushed away the riding scarf covered with sticky vaginal fluid, and pushed her orange round knees and spread her thighs, dragon pestle Jī!With a long sound, he drove straight in.
AhAh…ah----!The mixed-race girl raised her neck and arched her snow waist like pain, her confused expression was both painful and joyful.Geng Zhao was about to take a gun and attack hard, but when she saw her holding her hands high, she stretched out her ten snow-white jade fingers, clamped up a pair of thin white round breasts like eggshells between her arms, murmured: Master... hug... mèi... hug... hug... hug... hug...
(This... is this the extremely evil ghost king who kills people and leaves his head, skins and changes his face, and boasts about unifying the Qixuan?)
The mixed-race beauty with a delicate face with snowy skin was deep, her moist apricot eyes narrowed into two thin bends, and water was dripping from the corners of her eyes; because of her heavy snow breasts, she expanded into two large white steamed buns on her chest, and the areola and breast stems shrank into two red plums on the white dough.
Her breasts are quite plump, and she keeps bounced and circled when pushing. No matter how big or small, she looks like a big rabbit running wildly at both ends, which is so tempting.However, after lying flat, the round breasts, like white steamed buns, looked a little delicate after being lying flat, and even though it was difficult to hold a single palm, it was not noticed as big as it was.
Yin Suming's hands and feet are long and wide shoulders, and his mature and beautiful body exudes the dangerous charm of overage at all times, no less than Heng Shuying, Ming Zhexue, etc.; but at this moment she only stretched her arms and hugged her, like an innocent little girl.Geng Zhao was wary of fraud - although she didn't have the strength no matter how she thought about it - she felt a deep breath of green fire energy and leaned over to hug her.
Ah, Ah... so happy... mèi'er is so happy...
Yin Suming made a sweet cry, completely forgetting himself. Although his voice had not changed drastically, his tone was full of tenderness and innocence. He stretched out his arms to hug his neck tightly. The tender vagina that had been ravaged suddenly tightened again, and the slippery honey juice was gushing out. His extremely tired body began to become hot, and he was very moved.
(So... do you just want someone to hug you?)
When Geng Zhao found out that she called herself a mèi, she seemed to have changed her own. She had no original toughness, poison, and even ambition. Such a mature, beautiful, hot and sexy charming girl transformed into a helpless and delicate little girl.The contrast is so great that it is faintly consistent with the contradictions traits emitted by her body, adding to the strange charm.
The snow-jade man in his arms was about to thrust his buttocks and soothe him very much, but he suddenly felt a bunch of his neck, and Yin Suming's wrists rose up together, choking his throat!
Oops... Oops!Being trapped!
The two of them overlapped their bodies, their limbs intertwined, and their genitals were tightly embedded, and they were filled with fatal murderous intent between the endless fragrance and lust.Geng Zhao has extraordinary strength and is protected by the true energy of the green fire. Yin Suming has repeatedly vented his body, and he has lost 30% of his precious essence. After he grows up, he will definitely not be able to control the men on his body. She understands this principle, and Geng Zhao is also very clear about it.
He was holding the bed and was about to get up, but Yin Suming raised his strength and hugged his neck. He clung firmly like crab claws with white arms. His delicate body was pulled several inches away from the bed, and sweat dripped in the air.
Her spiritual power was lost, but due to the extreme waste in her body, her mind finally recovered slightly. She understood that this was not just a boundless dream. This little monk broke the protective valve of the magical power of the Ghost Order and took away the Yuan power she had worked hard to practice. In terms of crisis alone, it was far greater than when she confronted the wolf head, and if she was not careful, it would be the end of the Yin-Draining Punishment.Then he pretended to be distracted - in fact, what was distracted was physical strength - waiting for an opportunity to counterattack.
After all, Geng Zhao lacked experience in the world, and gradually lost his vigilance during the intercourse process and was caught off guard in a hurry.But the girl had a solid orgasm several times, her delicate body was tired, and her remaining strength was determined not to kill him--
As his thoughts arose, Yin Suming had opened his mouth and approached his bulging neck. His white teeth almost touched his skin. The fragrant smell of musk was burning and burning, causing the hairs on the back of his neck to stand up!
In an instant, a blue-winged, bloody bat pattern passed through Geng Zhao's mind. It was a symbol of the white bones and red light representing the evil path.And at this moment, the one who was entangled in his arms and opened his mouth to approach the carotid artery was an absolute female blood-sucking bat!
The strength of human teeth is even better than the strength of the arm. Although Yin Suming is sore and weak that his whole body is sore and weak, he can still bite Geng Zhao's carotid artery in one bite.This is the real reason why she strangled her neck - the girl's remaining strength could not strangle the man with her bare hands, but it was enough to choke his veins to make it easier to fall into the mouth!
Geng Zhao held her palms on the couch, and she was not enough to pull her off. She raised her head and was wrapped tightly again, so she had no way to avoid it. At the critical moment, she suddenly realized it, and thrust her waist and hips hard, and the thick and hard dragon pestle penetrated into the vagina and hit the heart of the flower!
Ah----！
Yin Suming was sobbing that he screamed with his neck, his hands were removed from strength, and his whole body leaned back, Bang!Smash back to the bed.
Geng Zhao didn't give her a chance to breathe. She clasped her plump waist with both hands, lifted her snow buttocks in the air, and kept thrusting forward for a while. The dragon pestle covered with thin white paste quickly entered and out of the honey pot, and was about to insert the tender vagina of water out of the fire!Ah, Ah... let go, let go... no... you... be lowly... AhAhAhAhAhAhAhAh----!
She was so picky that she shook her head and screamed, her dark red curly hair like flames spread on the bed. Her hands that she had wanted to resist were now able to hold them up in her ears, and she was almost crazy about to go crazy.
The suspended waist and hips were swinging with amazing force, like a fish struggling on the shore, so fierce that it was about to break; it was said that it was to meet, it was more like it could not resist the soreness, softness, pain and beauty of the heart, and it twitched involuntarily.AhAh, Ah--Ha, ha... no, don't... let me go... let go... woo woo woo woo woo... AhAhAhAh----!
Geng Zhao fucked her hard for more than a hundred times, making her tremble and scream out of control. Her voice suddenly lowered, leaving only thick breathing.He turned her over, pressed her raised upper left arm with one hand, grabbed her butt with the other, and thrust her head hard.
Yin Suming's shoulder and arm joints were controlled and could not move, and he could no longer shout and scold, so he could only helplessly.
Her weak body seemed to be difficult to breathe. She was so overturned that she curled her legs and lay on her side. Her trembling fingers were still holding the silk satin pads. The two breasts, like snow-stuffed, were filled with a ball, and a long and narrow groove extending straight down in the middle. Her soft breasts lost their original round and plump shape, leaving only a large piece of plump and white.
She gritted her teeth and gasped: You...you dare to treat me like this, I will definitely...break you...what are you doing?The throat tightened and a hint of panic came out.
Don't worry, I have never opened a woman's backyard.
Geng Zhao lay down behind her, her right hand passed through her armpits, and shoveled up a handful of delicate snow breasts from the couch. Before her five fingers were exerting force, the fat-like breast meat had already filled the gaps of her fingers. She squeezed her sweat and chirped a few times, which was even smoother than the steamed milk cake. Her other hand slid into her thighs along her sweaty plump buttocks, and she lifted a straight and slender leg with a sticky honey juice. She thrust her waist and hips, and the hard and erect dragon pestle again!It penetrated into the center of her legs, cut into butter like a hot knife and ran to the bottom. A small ball of thick bubbles were squeezed out of the clam mouth, which was tightly sucking hot foreign objects.
Ah...ah----!The mixed-race girl called out for a short time, and her sob suddenly turned into a breath full of pleasure.
Geng Zhao bent her left knee and pressed her long white legs, continuing to maintain her lewd posture of lifting her feet wide open. The empty left hand wrapped around the jade man's plump waist, and touched her soaked and fine hair along the flat belly. She used her food and middle fingers to pinch her plump and smooth vulva, but her right hand held her soft and soft breasts hard, and she quickly went in and out, shaving her soft and soft juice, and was about to crush the beautiful mixed-race beauty in her arms.
You... let me go... um... Ah, Ah... She twisted her body and tried to resist, but unexpectedly, the compact tube twisted the penis, which made her hands and feet sore, and a stream of slurry faintly leaked from the soft flower heart, as if she was about to throw it away.
The girl gritted her teeth tightly, hunched her body and shivered, and her unyielding but helpless look was full of contradiction and seductive charm.The man behind him was even more energetic and his majestic roots were in and out.
After inserting it for a hundred more times, the joint was so hot that it seemed to be about to burn. The dragon pestle was like a piece of red charcoal pounded into a honey water bag, constantly stirring up a viscous and wet puff. The sound was so loud that it was like splashing water and beating, and it would not stop for a moment.Is this comfortable?Geng Zhao lightly bit her white earlobe and greedily licked the strong sweat on the back of her hair:
...mèi?
Yin Suming's body trembled, and his original beauty seemed to have doubled suddenly. The vaginal essence that had been ejaculated for the whole night almost broke out again. The deep vaginal tube shrank instinctively, barely resisted the urge to pee. The original gritted teeth and endured it turned into an out-of-control moan: No... don't call me that... call me!You, you...Ah, Ah... You...a lowly monk!
It was difficult to penetrate deeper from behind. In addition, her snow thighs were big, round, plump, tender and plump, and the area between her thighs was also very fleshy. There was no need to deliberately raise her beautiful buttocks, which had pushed the man's strong belly far away.No matter how hard he used, he would hit the thigh and pop out immediately after every stroke, and only the first half was firmly embedded in the hole.
When Geng Zhao first had a good time with Heng Shuying, she put the beautiful lady in a lewd posture like a dog, and deeply possessed her from behind her buttocks.Although the proportion of Hengshuying is perfect and slender, her body is quite petite. Apart from the proud and huge breasts, the other parts are exquisite and delicate, which makes people love it.
The beautiful girl with exotic blood is as tall as Geng Zhao, with a thick skeleton and plump buttocks at first glance, with round and flexible hands. When lying on her side, she looks like two huge white peach mountains.Geng Zhao tried several times and found it difficult to break through the soft big white peach. His chest simply left the jade man's back that was originally close to him. His left palm pressed Yin Suming's waist and spine, and his body slid slightly, forming a subtle Bīng-shaped angle at the intersection.
The angle was digging deeper and tighter. The round and blunt pestle tip seemed to scratch a position the size of a copper coin and had a rough touch. Yin Suming suddenly lost his voice, and he raised his buttocks and arched his waist, and his body suddenly shook.
I'm going to die, I'm going to die!Woo woo woo woo...Ah, Ah, AhAhAh----!
Geng Zhao was pinched for a while and shaved a few times without thinking. He twisted his waist against that wonderful place. Suddenly, he heard the jade man in front of him throw his scream, and suddenly he turned from moaning to crying, shook his head and trembling: I will... die again... Ah, Ah, Ah... I don't want to die... Wuwuwu... I... I don't want to die... AhAhAh----!
She raised her head like a collapse, screaming loudly, a cool and sharp liquid filled the vaginal tube, the delicate and hot flesh wall tightened, and the powerful sucking force sprayed out the out of control vaginal essence, and the mist-like dew shot out, splashing out the silk satin mattress on the couch!
Yin Suming was desperate for a while, tilting the snow neck and soft, and even breathing sounds were almost unheard under the dark red and thick hair covering his head and face. His back, which had originally violently undulating, slowly disappeared, and only the uncontrolled flesh wall remained on his body, still shrinking, with a hot rest.
Geng Zhao almost ejaculated, but he felt that the vaginal essence this time was particularly thick, and the dizziness was cool and cold. There was a strange feeling of extremely cold air in the warmth and greasy air. Not only had it never tasted it on other women, but it was definitely different from what she had ejaculated before.
Before he could use the Ji Zhi technique, Yin Suming's protective valve seemed to have been pierced through an extremely thin pinhole, and his internal force was continuously lost, but he could not transfer into Geng Zhao's body by himself.The imbalance of internal force affects the qi and blood all over the body. The speed of dispersing the qi and blood was even faster than entering the palace to take saliva. Yin Suming suddenly fell into a coma, and suddenly his throat twitched, and a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
(This is... a retrospective!)
Geng Zhao suddenly felt aware: no matter how different Yin Suming's physique is than ordinary people, after more than ten times a night of ejaculation, the loss of Yin essence and Yuangong finally exceeded the burden of the body. This climax was the last straw that broke the camel's back.Life will continue before dying, so the essence released is also particularly strong, and once it is finished, it will be her death.
He couldn't stand the evil style of the evil path, but he never thought of killing her - at least not between bed.
The protective valve of the Jade Gui Ling was broken, and the thick and cool Yin essence sprayed out, full of Yin Su Ming's life essence. Even without using the Jizi Zhi, it could not stop the loss of skill.At this loss rate, the beautiful ghost king would be exhausted within a moment, and the Daluo Golden Immortal was helpless.
Without further ado, Geng Zhao calmed down and hurriedly used the Ji Zhi Jue to absorb Yuan Gong, while transforming it into a more pure green fire true qi; he held two sweaty and smooth snow breasts in his hands, pressed the Danzhong point on her chest with his thumb, and injected the power of the transformation into the girl's body from the Shaoshang point.
But the Bihuo Gong and the Via Ghost Ling are not of the same origin. Yin Suming has never practiced the "Tongming Transformation Chapter". The two true qi in the body cannot merge for no reason and can be integrated by themselves.
Therefore, the true qi injected into her body was still an external object. While activateing the qi and blood, it inevitably repelled the pure yang true power of the Guiling Ling, and was attracted by the same origin of the giant objects in the Yin. With one sucking and one repulsing, all the true qi of the Bihuo fire sank into the Niwan Palace in the Lower Dantian, accumulating into a Yang Dandan Pill that seemed to be solid and about the size of a pearl.
Once the Yang Dan is completed, it will immediately exert its effect of strengthening the foundation and cultivating the essence. The Yuan power will no longer be lost, and it will have a faint momentum of condensation.However, after this round of absorption, Yin Suming lost nearly 20% of his strength, leaving half of his skills, but he finally saved his life.
Geng Zhao noticed the changes in her body and no longer injected true power. She changed to promote and activate the qi and blood in her body. Her pulse gradually stabilized. Although the internal breath was not as surging as before, it was more dense and pure, and there was a vague leaping force in her dantian-
A fair mixed-race girl Ah woke up with a sound, and the towering snow breasts were thumping, as if they were liberated from the still and frozen state in an instant. Blood gushed onto her delicate cheeks, thick breathing spit out of her nasal cavity, and a slight bloody orchid musk saliva splashed between her lips. Her breasts were swinging, sweat splashed out from her pores, and her vagina contracted violently...
Um... Geng Zhao trembled smartly, gritted her teeth and raised her head, and almost lost her semen.
He came over and pressed her wrist and raised it over the top, pressed it firmly on the bed board, shouting: Don't move!
Yin Suming seemed to be full of energy again, lying on the couch, struggling desperately.Unfortunately, his hands were controlled, and his slender legs spread across the sides of the man's bear waist. He couldn't use any fist and foot skills. The only thing he could move was the lower body with his penis covered.
She was so angry that she couldn't take off her. She simply thrust her waist, her soles of her feet were erected on the bed, and began to thrust her vagina up and down, twist her butt, and snare her thick and long giant objects in her body: Lower... a lowly little monk!Look... Look at me dealing with you... Ah, Ah... Well, it's so sour... You, you dare to insert my vagina... I... Ah, Ah, Ah... I... I... I... I'll kill you... Ah, Ah... Ah... I'll kill you... Ah, Ah... I'll kill you...
He spoke very fiercely, but he started to scream in a few seconds. The power in the vagina and the sound of being full of vitality, as if he had returned to the peak state when confronting the wolf head in the hall.
Geng Zhao was both angry and funny: You are the one who just came back to his mind, but how can you kill me?
Yes...no matter!The beautiful mixed-race girl is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she suddenly feels like she is reluctant to give in:
Look at me... I broke your cock...The thief monk, the dead eunuch...Ah, AhAhAhAh...
Then please concentrate on fucking me!
Geng Zhao felt a little tired, and touched the red rope casually, and tied up her wrists honestly and unceremoniously.Yin Suming struggled hard, and a pair of plump and fair snow milk splashed with sweat stains, but it was just in vain.He thrust slowly, and the hot giant made her tremble all over, and he leaned close to her ears and murmured: ...Is it so comfortable, mèi?
The girl was shaved and beautiful by him, and tears burst out from the corners of her eyes: Don't... don't call me mèi'er!No...AhAh...you are not allowed to scream!Geng Zhao did not fight with her, but only increased the force and speed of the thrust, which made her breasts fall, her feet raised high shaking, and her moaned in a delicate voice:
Ah, Ah, Ah... so... so sour!There...not that...be gentle...Ah, Ah...
Geng Zhao thought to himself: I'm the one who said that I'm going to fuck you to death, it won't work now.Having said that, the mixed-race girl bit her lips and trembled and sobbed, and her cruel and delicate appearance was really attractive. She felt tired and her concentration became worse. She rubbed her soft and fair breasts, and her desire was enlarged. Her penis seemed to expand again, as hard as a fire stick.
The girl's body stiffened, as if she was swollen and incised, and her neck was trembling: Woo... it became bigger again!So swelling... so hard... um, um, um... I didn't dare to show off my strength anymore, so I took off my strength and collapsed on the couch.
Geng Zhao's desire could not calm down. He pulled out the giant sun, held her plump waist with one arm, and lifted it up, like a long-legged white deer hanging on her head. He carried her out of bed, like fiddling with a doll, letting the soft girl hold the hollow door in front of the bed, barely standing with her snow buttocks up, and inserted her delicate body from behind.
The thick, long and hot giant split her jade lips and entered her door. Yin Suming only shook his head and cried, climbing softly at the window. His delicate throat sound was like crying, and his dirty words and curses became ecstatic moans.
You asked me to call you...
He leaned against her snow-white back, hugged her big white butt and went in and out. The vaginal fluid squeezed out from his vagina dripped down along the wet golden red pubic hair, dripping a shallow drop on the ground.
...I will stop fucking you, okay?
No...No!Don't...AhAhAh... Don't...
Yin Suming was hit by him, and her entire upper body was touched by the flower-like door. The scary soreness in the vagina made her knees involuntarily raise her knees, tiptoed with her naked snow-white toes, and her two pink legs became a singular character. Her round and big snow-white butt was hung between Geng Zhao's palms. Her wet legs were inserted into the vulva and opened her vagina, revealing the bright red and tender fat inside.
Then if you ask me to call you, I will do enough, okay?
Fuck... fuck me... She could no longer hold it back, and was so dizzy that she was fucked. She only heard the word "fuck". The pleasure in her body seemed to be opened instantly, and everything was thrown out of the sky: Ah, Ah, Ah... so... so comfortable... so comfortable... the smooth breast flesh was squeezed into the flowered holes and deformed freely. Even the puffed breast stems were stuck in a hollow pattern. With the violent impact behind her, it was ground red and swollen.
Geng Zhao became excited when she heard this. Seeing her tender white butt shaking, she waved her palm and slapped her hard, slap it!The white buttocks left a hot red mark.When Yin Suming suffered a pain, his vagina suddenly contracted, so beautiful that his knees were bent and weak. If it weren't for the man's lower abdomen being wrapped in time, he would have kneeled down.
What is causing damage in my son's body?
Ah, Ah... The girl climbed the flower-cut door weakly, pressed her sore waist down, tiptoed, and slowly lifted her snow thighs and inserted into her: So beautiful... Big... Big dick is amazing... So hard... AhAhAh---!
Geng Zhao waved her palms repeatedly, and her snow buttocks were covered with red marks for a moment. Her fair skin was stretched red, pink and smooth, and seemed to be a little plump.
The girl seemed to like being slapped ass very much. The strange humiliation made her extremely excited, and her wet and hot vagina became even more greasy.He held her plump breasts like goose in both hands, and pulled the mixed-race beauty back, almost pressing her back against his chest, and her hand was covered with a lot of smooth breasts and flesh, almost overflowing from her fingers.
The dragon pestle that was originally in and out of horizontally suddenly changed to a thorn upward, with a rough angle, which made her jump, as if she was poked straight up by a thick and long flagpole.
I... can't do it!Big... Big dick is so... so cruel, so powerful... It's so fucking the pussy... The girl's sweaty body twisted like a slippery fish, her breasts were tightly held but she couldn't break free from the fishing net. The foreign object in her vagina seemed to be about to penetrate her. The fierce climax instantly threw her consciousness off the ground:
mèi'er is about to fly...is going to fly, is going to fly...AhAhAhAhAhAhAh---!
The swollen penis protruded again to a position that was almost like the saliva of the central palace.The difference is: this time he didn't take anything away, but filled it with boiling white slurry; between the swelling and squirting, the enlarged umbrella-shaped meat mushrooms tightly clamped against the vigorously contracted tender flesh walls until the center of the flower was completely soaked in the thick and scalp essence of life, and no drop was leaked...
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Even if you get the benefits of the true energy of the Bihuo Fire and the Yang Dan, Yin Suming will really be back this time.
The intense intercourse and continuous orgasm squeezed out the last bit of energy on her body. Geng Zhao hugged the half-fainted mixed-race beauty back on the bed, not daring to untie the red rope, and only took off the messy horse-riding scarf between her legs.
The yarn sweat towel, which was interwoven with black and blue silk lines, was muddy. In addition to grinding into a sticky white liquor, it was also stained with thin semen spit out from the congested and swollen clam mouth.Fortunately, the old fan wife prepared two basins of clean water. He washed and twisted it in the basin. One of them wiped away the sweat for himself so that he could wear the monk's robes, and the other was used to cleanse the body of the exhausted Yin Suming.
This is a good habit he has developed since he knows how to have sex with a woman.
The people who have had a relationship with him, whether they are horizontal and red shadows, dyed red clouds, bright snow, or even the pretty and gratifying little maid Ji'er, are all very clean women.Although the unruly appearance of having sex between beds is lustful and beautiful, it is extremely attractive, but the beauty still needs to be clean and refreshing.
The beautiful Lord of Xuanming was naked and lay on the couch weakly, allowing him to push away his thighs and use a wet gauze scarf to wipe her shameful secrets.Yin Suming was floating in the air, and after a moment he fell from the nine heavens, the washed tender clams oozed out a few crystal clear liquid beads, tilted his head and exhaled, gritted his teeth and said:
You... kill me.Otherwise, one day you fall into my hands, I will tear you into pieces!
Geng Zhao used his fingertips to rub the slight smoothness of the crepe, and gently slid the circle along the rich delicate fat.
That day really comes... let's talk about it.
He was not good at speaking, for fear of saying too much and making mistakes, so he simply stopped interfering and just gently stroked it with his fingertips.
The girl closed her eyes so comfortably, held her neck and trembled slightly, and she was still showing off: Who did you send it?Are you Nie Mingtu’s accomplice?You...he asked you to save him?How did you come in?And... She asked for a while, but the gentle touch of her vagina was filled with a strong hypnotic force and a sense of peace of mind. Gradually, the deep fatigue grabbed her. The jade man snored lightly and fell asleep.
Geng Zhao didn't know why she wanted to rub the drop of liquid beads. Perhaps her love liquid emitted a strong smell like fresh leather, which looked particularly cute when it exuded the pink honey slit.He put his fingertips that were smelled of musk in his mouth, and his fingertips seemed to be itchy and numb, and a strong smell rushed into the nasal cavity of his mouth. After tasting it for a long time, he felt the fishy and sweet blood like a pomegranate, which made people feel lingering.
The naked beauty, naked and tightly tied with her hands, was carried into the depths of the bed, and the brocade quilt was pulled to her chin, which also restricted her movements.He inserted the deshewn demon-subduing green steel sword into the center of the round table. When Yin Suming recovered his strength and woke up, he could move his body to get the sword, and he would be free again.
Outside the window, the dew was faintly white.Geng Zhao thought to himself: Leave this place first, and then go to find Miss Ming.He jumped onto the roof, pushed the wall and rushed out silently, and rushed to the branches of the big tree. When he returned, he saw the beauty in the room was turned over, and his dark red thick curly hair slid down from his snow-white shoulders.
The beautiful mixed-race girl was in full dream, her slightly pursed cherry lips gently moved, and I didn't know who she was calling in the dream.
He flew all the way through the eaves and walls, and ran straight towards the Saha Pavilion.After only two days, Geng Zhao's internal strength was no longer the same. He ran faster, but his voice was like the wind shaking through the forest. Several young monks who were cleaning looked up and didn't even see the shadow. They just thought that it was a geese flying by, or a hawk circling, and continued to lean on the bamboo broom, lowered their heads and yawned violently.
Before dawn, Geng Zhao carefully approached the Saha Pavilion.The little ghosts patrolling and guarding in the forest surrounded by tilted sides were all killed with one finger, and they didn't even shed any blood, which was completely Mingzhexue's style.
She invaded this forest for fear that she would be like the wind, killing and saving people would be like a blink of an eye, without any effort.
But... why did Miss Ming still not go to the monastery to pick her up?
A trace of ominousness flashed through Geng Zhao's heart, quietly touched the steps and pushed open the pavilion door.
Yin Suming said nothing wrong.Nie Mingtu was afraid of like a tiger, but in fact, the word "Tian Buddha Picture" engraved in every corner of the pavilion; in addition, it is a Buddhist temple that is even more ordinary, but with Nie Mingtu's extraordinary eyesight, there are murderous intent everywhere here.
Geng Zhao stroked the densely packed words on the stairs, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind: Nie Mingtu said that it took him a year to understand the secret of the Thousand-Handed Guanyin statue and practiced the Saccharola Ghost Hand... Strange!The second floor is full of characters, even on Guanyin statues. Why isn’t he afraid?
A chill climbed up from the soles of his feet all the way up to his forehead.
Only Geng Zhao, who had personally visited the second floor of the Saha Pavilion and understood the secret of Guanyin statue, knew that Nie Mingtu would never be able to stay at the roof, nor could he understand the ghost hand of the Guanyin statue engraved with Buddha pictures in the sky, unless... the engraving on the second floor would not hurt him!
Although I don’t know the truth, the Ghost King and Mingzhanxue both received a wrong message - Nie Mingtu was afraid of the word "Tian Buddha Picture". In the Saha Pavilion full of the words "Tian Buddha Picture", he would be unable to open his eyes or move, otherwise it would trigger the old creation of the Buddhist Buddha Picture of Fanyu, and he would die in pain -
The first half of this information is correct, but the second half is ridiculously wrong!
(Nie Mingtu... is not afraid of the carvings on the second floor! The word "Tian Buddha Picture" that can stop him is only stored on the first floor!)
Of course, Nie Mingtu could not escape from here before he became a ghost hand. Perhaps the second floor only carved the word "Tian Buddha" on window lattices, stair covers, etc., so he could neither look nor get close to it.If this is the case, Miss Ming, who uncovered the cover and sneaked into the second floor, is exactly the best target of Nie Mingtu's sneak attack!
Geng Zhao didn't dare to think anymore, so he jumped up to the stairs with his handrail, knocked open the cover with his shoulders, rolled twice on the ground, and flashed behind a bookcase wall.He did not need to blink to adapt to the darkness-the floral pane with his back facing the pavilion door had been broken several times, shining the hazy sky light into the pavilion, and the bookcases fell down all over the ground; the solemn Guanyin group had broken hands and heads, and the broken fence was everywhere, which made people unable to bear to bet.
Under the two overturned bookcases, a slender white arm stretched out, with beautiful lines as a crane's neck, but the elbow joints folded down at an extremely unnatural angle, which seemed both weird and terrifying.Geng Zhao felt that the blood in her body seemed to be drained by someone. After a moment of stunned gaze, she woke up like a dream and ran over: Miss Ming...Miss Ming!He was about to lift the bookcase like crazy, and the low roar with force was like a wild beast, choking with regret and pain...
(It's all my fault. All of this...it's all my fault!)
It would have been great if he had thought about it earlier--he roared and lifted the rosewood cabinet shelf weighing hundreds of pounds, lifted it hard, and rolled it over with a bang, almost smashing a hole in the solid wooden floor.The woman under the cabinet had her face crushed, only the outline of her head remained on her neck, and her facial features were broken.
Geng Zhao's face was covered in tears, and she knelt on the ground to drag the body out. She saw the woman wearing a dark tight-fitting body. Her soft figure seemed delicate, but she was much thinner than the bright snow. She was far from her slender and graceful, which was both plump and strong, gentle and wild.The female corpse's waist is straight and skinny, and is tied with a colorful belt, which is lined with a smooth and soft black satin water lining, which is particularly eye-catching.
He still remembers this outfit freshly.On the night he first met Mingzhanxue in the dilapidated temple, he had seen many young girls dressed in similar styles, hanging downwards with silk threads that were difficult to distinguish with naked eyes, surrounding the deserted ruins.
(It's Tianluoxiang's people!)
Geng Zhao wiped away the dust and tears from his face, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Suddenly, he felt extremely ridiculous. If he hadn't wanted to alarm others, he would almost have paralyzed to the ground and laughed loudly. After calming down, he returned to his usual meticulous and calmness, and his eyes were round.There are three female corpses like this, which means that Tianluoxiang has removed four more good men from the Saha Pavilion tonight.
Two of the four girls died with one blow, with only one wound, one in the heart and the other in the throat, and the other was injured in the waist and leg, but the third wound that pierced the abdomen was fatal.The female corpse dragged out from under the bookcase had the most wounds, her hands were broken and her legs were broken, and she had several blood holes on her body. It was difficult to tell which one was the one who killed her. She was afraid that her face was crushed by another cabinet that fell to the bookcase.
This means that the assassins sent by Tianluoxiang are getting stronger and stronger.
Ming Zhexue relied on his elusive light skills to attack and kill two of the four people, but had to fight with the other two. There were still several pools of half-dried blood on the floor, so maybe Ming Zhexue was injured.
Geng Zhao remembered the words of Mrs. Feng Cai in the ruined temple that night, and she said that Zhan Xue's martial arts skills were too high, and even if she chased her, she would only increase casualties. It can be imagined that the assassin that would definitely be a powerful character in Mrs. Feng's mind that would not increase casualties.Perhaps... the senior sister whom Miss Ming was very afraid and often mentioned, was able to force her to such a situation.
He suppressed his anxiety and searched the attic carefully. Without any accident, he did not find any trace of Nie Mingtu. However, among the broken objects on the ground, there was a piece of wood about a foot long and narrow shape. One side was carved like a box lid, and the other side was like a corner of the lower skirt with a flying skirt. The folds on it seemed, and even the appearance of the button could be seen, which was vivid.
Geng Zhao caressed the carved board and pondered. He moved his heart. He looked up and looked around. He suddenly got up and ran to the corner. He turned over a thousand-handed Guanyin who was slanted and damaged. Sure enough, there was a piece missing at the corner of the skirt behind his back, and the shape was exactly the same as the wood piece.The wood piece was originally a narrow and long grooved lid, and the size and depth of the groove was just enough to contain a Buddhist scripture.Geng Zhao sighed in his heart: It seems that Nie Mingtu finally found what he wanted.But I don’t know what is written in that scripture?
Seeing that it was dawn, he patrolled the outside of the Saha Pavilion for a few turns, but there was no hidden stake. He also thought: Tian Luoxiang has always had the habit of turning back and burying the body of the disciple, so he would definitely send someone back.I picked up a lush old tree to live in the forest, enduring my hunger and fatigue, and monitoring my every move inside and outside the pavilion.
Unexpectedly, it was not until the evening when the sunset was about to set, and the little ghost who handed over the shift came.
Geng Zhao took a step earlier to avoid the secret intersection between the beams of the attic, dug a hole to peek out, and soon saw the ghost king with oil painted and shrugged shoulders in the green robe, chasing the wind and horses, and his windy appearance was completely different from the charming mixed-race girl on the night before, and he could not associate it at all.
The important prisoner ran away, but no one noticed the huge evil path. Yin Suming was so angry that he shook his sword and slashed the two leaders in charge of the guards, and ordered the little ghosts to search along the mountain.I think it is just a move to make up for the failure of the sheep. It has been delayed for so long and its effectiveness is extremely limited.
Geng Zhao saw that she was walking on thick-soled official boots with a little unstable pace, and thought to herself: You are so tired that you can't get up to interrogate Nie Mingtu, why are you blaming others?
He did not know that the evil people were accustomed to practicing Yin Technique and were accustomed to avoiding the sun; if the Ghost King had no orders during the day, the little ghosts would hide in the cold place and sleep soundly to accumulate energy.This time, Nie Mingtu was indeed because of the care of the day guards after showing off their power last night. The two ghost soldiers hid at the foot of the mountain to drink and have fun, and ravage women, and they were not unfair to die.
The four female corpses of Tianluoxiang were taken away by Yin Suming. Geng Zhao followed the little ghost carrying the corpse all the way to Juecheng Arhat Hall. Yin Suming ordered people to carry out the iron box of the Ice Prison, and called the old corpse under his command to dissect the corpse and study the martial arts methods of the attacker.
The corpses of the ghosts who had died in the forest were also lined up in the main hall. The solemn and magnificent Arhat Hall was filled with the aura of decay and unpleasant corpses, just like the Asura field.
The Minghun corpse was very short, with strange warts on her skin. The top of her head was clean, and the smooth skin was unnaturally purple. Coupled with the short and curved legs, it seemed like a toad spirit turned into a human form, very gloomy.He fucked a silver knife as thin as chopsticks and neatly cut the four women into a caesarean section, pulled out the internal organs from the pile of fat, looked carefully and smelled, and said to Yin Suming:
According to the Ghost King, these four girls died under Tianluoxiang's silk-washing hands and Yulu cut off the cicada's fingers.The silk-washing hand is the introductory foundation of Tianluoxiang, and it is not a good martial art. Its sixty-four routines have been collected in this sect’s Hundred Ghost Book, but its mental method is unknown and can only exert 30% of its power.
The Jade Dew Custody Cicada Finger is the ultimate skill in the "Tianluo Jing". I have never heard of anyone using it for nearly a century, and only one move was recorded in the Hundred Ghosts Book.All the six techniques here are for the first time. One blow takes the life and moves are all skillful, and it can be said to be a return home with a full load.
So, is the murderer a master who is proficient in the "Tianluo Sutra"?Yin Suming frowned and said.
It should be like this.The old corpse licked the tip of his tongue and laughed: The old pious woman, Fu Shouyun, has not been bad for her cultivation. Unfortunately, she is old, but the one who kills people is a young man with strong blood.There are many Tianluo Xiangmen, but I have never heard of any talent. I want to cut off the Jade Dew and cicadas to such a situation unless it is the ancestor of the ancestral family.
Yin Suming snorted heavily.
Before I could find her bad luck, she came to the door first!Even if the Jade-faced Ancestor Xue Yanqing has robbed the people of the evil path, I will teach her how to eat and sleep!With a wave of his sleeve, he said with a heart: Send the order to find out the nearest stronghold of Tianluoxiang. He robbed him of three or five people every day. He must catch them alive and be interrogated by the king himself!He followed the command of the Death Ghost, who served one of the six ghosts.
Minghun's old corpse said with a oh, revealing a heart itchy look, and rubbing his hands frequently.
Sure enough, Yin Su Ming continued: ...After asking questions, those who are not dead, they will be handed over to the corpse elder to deal with it.He glanced at him sideways and said sternly: This time, we must torture the authentic method of silk washing hands and complete the records of the Hundred Ghost Books.Only the face is indispensable, and you must distinguish it clearly. Each head must be sent back to Tianluoxiang until Xue Yanqing returns the person.
The subordinates obey the order.
At dawn, Yin Su Ming stepped onto the Fengfeng Skinny Horse and swayed out of the Arhat Hall.The little ghosts washed the hall clean, and the old corpse of Minghun removed the remains. Except for a trace of fat and stinking smell in the air, the hall was empty, as if nothing had happened.
Geng Zhao held a glimmer of hope and imagined that she would go back to the secret room in the Buddha's belly and sleep. When she opened her eyes, she would see a beautiful smiling face. What delicious food or beautiful clothes did Miss Ming carry, and the newly bathed hair had crystal drops of water, and she was as cute as jade snow...
For this obsession, he did not dare to be too far from the Arhat Hall. He practiced in the secret room in the belly of the Buddha during the day; at night, he snatched away before Yin Suming, or hid in a tree, or crossed the eaves at a certain point in the hall where the movement and stillness of the hall. He took the opportunity to go back to the secret room to sleep, and three days passed.
Yin Su Ming really did what he said. She caught three or five disciples of Tianluoxiang every day and torture and questioned them. At first, Geng Zhao listened to them several times in order to grasp Ming Zhanxue's whereabouts. Later, she felt that it was too miserable. The disciples caught by the little ghosts were low and could not ask anything. They often died before dawn, so they simply avoided them and couldn't bear to listen anymore.
After tortured the man, Yin Suming taught the little ghost to cut off his head, attached a piece of green bat blood paper, and threw it back to the Tianluoxiang stronghold where he caught him.
After the Demon Sword Rebellion thirty years ago, Qixuan's magic and Yin's vitality were already severely damaged; after the war, the strongest Fox Yi Sect was wiped out by the seven major sects of righteousness, and was called the Sect leader of the Seven Mysterious Double Bi, Minghuo Yuhuo, Yindanshu, Qingtianhu, Yinye and his wife were both killed. The Demonic Daozhu has really reached its extreme.In recent years, Tianluoxiang is the only one among the Qixuans who dare to expand their power under the banner of the evil faction.
The evil path went to catch Tian Luoxiang's disciples, and it was just a dog biting a dog's mouth. Geng Zhao was born in Bairiliu Cinema and always boasted of the righteous path. He should have sat firmly on the head of a tree to watch these evil demons and heretics kill each other.
But Yin Suming's torture methods were really too ruthless. Geng Zhao wanted to plunder down the tree to save people several times. He had to stab his nails into the flesh of his palm and bleed directly to remind himself not to be impulsive and not to lose his mind.On the third night, Mo Yin Su Ming was also worried. The disciple of Tianluoxiang who was kidnapped was dying. He used a few serious punishments and handed them over to the old corpse of Minghun to deal with it.
Geng Zhaoben was silently monitoring the treetops, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but stand up: Is it a gift to the old man in Minghun? Didn't he have her cut off?
After Yin Suming led the crowd to leave, he hurriedly jumped to the roof of the hall, lifted the wall and touched the beam. He saw a smooth stone platform in the hall, a naked girl's limbs were opened into large characters, her wrists and ankles were locked with iron rings, and her thin white breasts kept trembling. Her two thin legs were white and straight, and her flat belly looked like a mouse turning over. Her high mons pubis was covered with dense and soft hair.
Minghun Zi Old, holding a sharp silver knife, acted to cut a knife between her collarbone and breasts on both sides, and laughed: Little girl!Have you ever seen your heart look like?You will see it when I cut your cavity open!
The girl shivered, as if she didn't even have the power to shout. Her black and shiny pubic hair was reflected by her fine white snow muscles, showing her spirit.
Geng Zhao thought to himself: If the people in the evil path are so cruel and vicious, if I sit still, what is the difference between me and them?Forget it!He bit his silver teeth, jumped off the crossbar, and shouted softly: Stop!
If you want to unify the three paths and rule the Xuanming, in addition to the means of remnant poison, you must also have high strength as your backing.However, the martial arts of the evil paths are all the most yin evil skills, such as Nie Mingtu's Qinglang Art and Wolf Wolf Soul Claw. Even if you practice the three invincible states, you are still an authentic Yinhan skill.
If you use Yin and Cold Body to suppress the three paths, and then study Zhiyang and Zhigang's "The Order of the Ghost" is nothing more than half the result with twice the effort. You may even risk taking the risk of being possessed by the devil and losing all your skills. You may not be able to achieve anything.Therefore, no one of the three masters of the underworld was convinced by each other. Even though the Yin Su Ming master and the previous ghost king practiced the magical skills of the ghost command, they were not sure to restrain the wolf head and the evil Buddha. They were afraid of each other and intrigued each other, and finally fell into a big fight at Lianjue Temple.
Yin Suming is different.
Although she was a daughter, when she was in her master's sect, the ancestral system of gathering evil paths had long disappeared. She first led the remnants of the Ghost King to escape from other places and monopolize the power. She no longer had to be wary of the evil Buddha's wolf head. Her disciples did not have to start from the Senluo Mingxiang Technique, and worked hard to practice the Yin Yin Qi, and then competed with the other two heirs cultivated by the other two paths for the throne of the sect leader. After winning, she gave up half of her life's Yin Qi cultivation and practiced the "Shigui Ling" of the pure Yang Qi body from scratch.
Yin Suming has only practiced Gui Ling since he was a child, and his internal strength is extremely pure.As soon as Geng Zhao used the word "Ji" technique, Yin Suming was pushed to orgasm, and the Yin essence collapsed and came out of the dike. He suddenly urinated and flew out of the sky. The juice was dripping from the snow buttocks, and it drizzled all over the ground. Then a warm current overflowed into Geng Zhao's body, thin, but warm and greasy. When it collided with the true energy of the green fire, it blended like sugar paste.
Although the true qi of the Guiling Order is dense, it is acquired after all. It is like a sieve before the innate fetal breathing. No matter how thin the sieve it is, it cannot stop the water flow. In a blink of an eye, it is penetrated slightly. The structure of the true qi is transformed and changed, and it instantly travels through Gengzhao's body, becoming part of the true qi of the green fire, and it is getting stronger and stronger, like a boiling tripod.
The Vigil Order is a very profound internal mastery. He has the ability to protect his body and his internal strength will not be easily leaked. Even if the method of refining and refining in the "Tianluo Jing" is magical, at most it is evenly matched, and the two sides should have had some tug-of-war.Unexpectedly, as soon as the internal force entered Geng Zhao's body, it was absorbed and assimilated by the Bihuo Divine Art. The suction gradually exceeded the pulling force. Yin Suming's body seemed to have opened a gap, and his power was sent out continuously.
...Master...Master!mèi...mèi's so comfortable... so happy... the beautiful mixed-race girl closed her eyes and shook her head, her whole body was tight, and her snow-white and plump body was like a living shrimp, so beautiful that she gritted her teeth and was incoherent:
I want to... die, die... Ah, Ah... so sour... so sour... AhAhAhAhAh-- Suddenly there was no sound, and my wet hips slit stiffened. The giant thing deep in my body that had already reached the bottom broke through the flesh wall and slowly, but smoothly inserted into an unimaginable place.The strange piercing feeling was so clear and strong that you could even feel the blunt tip of the egg being the size of a blunt point stuck tightly into that place, and then slowly inserted it-
(Severe pain, tear, swelling, penetration, quick beauty...)
Nothing that she knows about can describe the feeling in her body.
The beautiful and fair ghost king seemed to have his soul torn apart, but he could not make a sound with his lips. He was sweating all over his body and trembled violently. The spasm-like beautiful flesh clamped the ferocious invading foreign objects, and the jade door, which was tied at the root of the penis and had no gaps like a whole circle of flesh membrane, still could not overflow the clear and transparent vaginal essence, as if the penis had pierced a water capsule in her body, and the amount of water leaked was amazing.
Tianluo's Heart Picking Method Entering the Palace and Spitting Swallowing. As soon as it came out, a giant as hard as iron broke into the central palace like a divine dragon. The protective air valve of the Gui Ling was immediately broken. Yin Suming panted like a beast, his eyes were shining with water, and his physical orgasm was almost in pain. Her internal strength that had been hard for ten years was just like uncontrollable semen, and soon she had leaked nearly 30% of her original strength. If she had not been gifted and her muscles and bones were much stronger than ordinary people, she would have probably died of yin.
Geng Zhao absorbed the three successful powers of the Ghost King, and his physical strength and spirit reached the end. He slowly calmed down his heart and exhaled, and withdrew from the softened penis. He felt that the true energy in his body was extremely prosperous, like a flood, and was afraid that the four caring demons would explode again. He did not care about the beauty on the chair, and sat cross-legged on the spot to regulate his breathing and guide him.
He worked hard for more than two minutes, and white mist appeared above his head, and he closed his internal strength one by one, and he vaguely realized that his gain was even more than the internal strength he had absorbed from the Ghost King's place, but his pulse was very stable. He thought to himself: It seems that the difference between the various levels of the Green Fire God Art is not just a multiple. Even if he absorbed the Ghost King's Yuangong, he could not reach the bottom of the three levels.Miss Ming said that if she could break through the seventh level within one year, she would be able to overcome the ten years of hard practice in the inner family. It seems that she is not exaggerating at all.
He got up and wiped the sweat with a cloth towel. When he saw Yin Su Ming fainting, his breath was like a wandering silk. The short black silk bag with gold thread and butterfly embroidered with gold thread was still there, but the thin rope tied to the neck was broken by him. The bag towel was lifted under the breasts, and a pair of soft white breasts with milky milk were popped up, which fell to both sides like pea eggs. The breasts were covered with red finger marks, which made the light-colored areola that was big on the cup, and it made it pink and smooth, almost the same color as the skin.
Although her lower body was in a mess, the T-shaped horse-riding scarf tied with black silk was almost intact. The scarf wrapped in a plump mons pubicus was pulled aside. The pink vulva was bulging, like a ripe peach. The two honey lips that were ravaged by the giant object for a long time were still a little stuck in their mouths, and a small amount of warm white fruit porridge was flowing like spitting out.
Geng Zhao untied the red rope for her, and slightly purple blood scars were streaked on her wrists and ankles. It can be seen that she struggled so hard that she had no feelings for her injury.Suddenly, she saw her lips fluttering and whispered: Lord...mèi...and...and...and...two bright red clouds appeared on her pale snow cheeks, and her beautiful lips were not bloody.
Geng Zhao carried her horizontally to the bed, lowering her head to the ground with her pretty face.Yin Suming closed his eyes, his curved eyelashes trembled like a flies, his cherry lips were slightly pursed, and his two snow breasts that fell like pebbles rose and fell rapidly, but his body was soft and weak.
Can't ask for it.Geng Zhao couldn't help but shake her head.If you want it again, you will die.
mèi…mèi…want…and…and…
She frowned and spoke hard, as if she had used all her remaining strength, but tears flowed down from the corners of her tightly closed eyes.Geng Zhao had a slight sign and remembered Ming Zhaxue's words that she was born with lust, but at this moment she felt that Yin Suming was not so lewd and slutty, but she was just a good person.
Her physical strength was exhausted and her energy was damaged, and she was exhausted. She didn't even have the strength to move her fingers. As long as she tied her tightly and subdued her old woman who was sleeping against the wall, Geng Zhao could leave.Then I thought: Miss Ming is extremely smart. Since she told me to stay here, she has her own reasons.Should I make my own decisions?
He could not tell whether this was also under Ming Zhanxue's calculation, and he was unable to decide for a moment.Yin Suming in his arms climbed softly at his neck, squinted his cat-like hazy brown eyes, and moaned: Master...mèi, mèi...want...and...and...
Geng Zhao was upset. She smelled her strong body odor in her nose, and her lower body suddenly became hard. She put her white and plump body on the soft couch, pushed away the riding scarf covered with sticky vaginal fluid, and pushed her orange round knees and spread her thighs, dragon pestle Jī!With a long sound, he drove straight in.
AhAh…ah----!The mixed-race girl raised her neck and arched her snow waist like pain, her confused expression was both painful and joyful.Geng Zhao was about to take a gun and attack hard, but when she saw her holding her hands high, she stretched out her ten snow-white jade fingers, clamped up a pair of thin white round breasts like eggshells between her arms, murmured: Master... hug... mèi... hug... hug... hug... hug...
(This... is this the extremely evil ghost king who kills people and leaves his head, skins and changes his face, and boasts about unifying the Qixuan?)
The mixed-race beauty with a delicate face with snowy skin was deep, her moist apricot eyes narrowed into two thin bends, and water was dripping from the corners of her eyes; because of her heavy snow breasts, she expanded into two large white steamed buns on her chest, and the areola and breast stems shrank into two red plums on the white dough.
Her breasts are quite plump, and she keeps bounced and circled when pushing. No matter how big or small, she looks like a big rabbit running wildly at both ends, which is so tempting.However, after lying flat, the round breasts, like white steamed buns, looked a little delicate after being lying flat, and even though it was difficult to hold a single palm, it was not noticed as big as it was.
Yin Suming's hands and feet are long and wide shoulders, and his mature and beautiful body exudes the dangerous charm of overage at all times, no less than Heng Shuying, Ming Zhexue, etc.; but at this moment she only stretched her arms and hugged her, like an innocent little girl.Geng Zhao was wary of fraud - although she didn't have the strength no matter how she thought about it - she felt a deep breath of green fire energy and leaned over to hug her.
Ah, Ah... so happy... mèi'er is so happy...
Yin Suming made a sweet cry, completely forgetting himself. Although his voice had not changed drastically, his tone was full of tenderness and innocence. He stretched out his arms to hug his neck tightly. The tender vagina that had been ravaged suddenly tightened again, and the slippery honey juice was gushing out. His extremely tired body began to become hot, and he was very moved.
(So... do you just want someone to hug you?)
When Geng Zhao found out that she called herself a mèi, she seemed to have changed her own. She had no original toughness, poison, and even ambition. Such a mature, beautiful, hot and sexy charming girl transformed into a helpless and delicate little girl.The contrast is so great that it is faintly consistent with the contradictions traits emitted by her body, adding to the strange charm.
The snow-jade man in his arms was about to thrust his buttocks and soothe him very much, but he suddenly felt a bunch of his neck, and Yin Suming's wrists rose up together, choking his throat!
Oops... Oops!Being trapped!
The two of them overlapped their bodies, their limbs intertwined, and their genitals were tightly embedded, and they were filled with fatal murderous intent between the endless fragrance and lust.Geng Zhao has extraordinary strength and is protected by the true energy of the green fire. Yin Suming has repeatedly vented his body, and he has lost 30% of his precious essence. After he grows up, he will definitely not be able to control the men on his body. She understands this principle, and Geng Zhao is also very clear about it.
He was holding the bed and was about to get up, but Yin Suming raised his strength and hugged his neck. He clung firmly like crab claws with white arms. His delicate body was pulled several inches away from the bed, and sweat dripped in the air.
Her spiritual power was lost, but due to the extreme waste in her body, her mind finally recovered slightly. She understood that this was not just a boundless dream. This little monk broke the protective valve of the magical power of the Ghost Order and took away the Yuan power she had worked hard to practice. In terms of crisis alone, it was far greater than when she confronted the wolf head, and if she was not careful, it would be the end of the Yin-Draining Punishment.Then he pretended to be distracted - in fact, what was distracted was physical strength - waiting for an opportunity to counterattack.
After all, Geng Zhao lacked experience in the world, and gradually lost his vigilance during the intercourse process and was caught off guard in a hurry.But the girl had a solid orgasm several times, her delicate body was tired, and her remaining strength was determined not to kill him--
As his thoughts arose, Yin Suming had opened his mouth and approached his bulging neck. His white teeth almost touched his skin. The fragrant smell of musk was burning and burning, causing the hairs on the back of his neck to stand up!
In an instant, a blue-winged, bloody bat pattern passed through Geng Zhao's mind. It was a symbol of the white bones and red light representing the evil path.And at this moment, the one who was entangled in his arms and opened his mouth to approach the carotid artery was an absolute female blood-sucking bat!
The strength of human teeth is even better than the strength of the arm. Although Yin Suming is sore and weak that his whole body is sore and weak, he can still bite Geng Zhao's carotid artery in one bite.This is the real reason why she strangled her neck - the girl's remaining strength could not strangle the man with her bare hands, but it was enough to choke his veins to make it easier to fall into the mouth!
Geng Zhao held her palms on the couch, and she was not enough to pull her off. She raised her head and was wrapped tightly again, so she had no way to avoid it. At the critical moment, she suddenly realized it, and thrust her waist and hips hard, and the thick and hard dragon pestle penetrated into the vagina and hit the heart of the flower!
Ah----！
Yin Suming was sobbing that he screamed with his neck, his hands were removed from strength, and his whole body leaned back, Bang!Smash back to the bed.
Geng Zhao didn't give her a chance to breathe. She clasped her plump waist with both hands, lifted her snow buttocks in the air, and kept thrusting forward for a while. The dragon pestle covered with thin white paste quickly entered and out of the honey pot, and was about to insert the tender vagina of water out of the fire!Ah, Ah... let go, let go... no... you... be lowly... AhAhAhAhAhAhAhAh----!
She was so picky that she shook her head and screamed, her dark red curly hair like flames spread on the bed. Her hands that she had wanted to resist were now able to hold them up in her ears, and she was almost crazy about to go crazy.
The suspended waist and hips were swinging with amazing force, like a fish struggling on the shore, so fierce that it was about to break; it was said that it was to meet, it was more like it could not resist the soreness, softness, pain and beauty of the heart, and it twitched involuntarily.AhAh, Ah--Ha, ha... no, don't... let me go... let go... woo woo woo woo woo... AhAhAhAh----!
Geng Zhao fucked her hard for more than a hundred times, making her tremble and scream out of control. Her voice suddenly lowered, leaving only thick breathing.He turned her over, pressed her raised upper left arm with one hand, grabbed her butt with the other, and thrust her head hard.
Yin Suming's shoulder and arm joints were controlled and could not move, and he could no longer shout and scold, so he could only helplessly.
Her weak body seemed to be difficult to breathe. She was so overturned that she curled her legs and lay on her side. Her trembling fingers were still holding the silk satin pads. The two breasts, like snow-stuffed, were filled with a ball, and a long and narrow groove extending straight down in the middle. Her soft breasts lost their original round and plump shape, leaving only a large piece of plump and white.
She gritted her teeth and gasped: You...you dare to treat me like this, I will definitely...break you...what are you doing?The throat tightened and a hint of panic came out.
Don't worry, I have never opened a woman's backyard.
Geng Zhao lay down behind her, her right hand passed through her armpits, and shoveled up a handful of delicate snow breasts from the couch. Before her five fingers were exerting force, the fat-like breast meat had already filled the gaps of her fingers. She squeezed her sweat and chirped a few times, which was even smoother than the steamed milk cake. Her other hand slid into her thighs along her sweaty plump buttocks, and she lifted a straight and slender leg with a sticky honey juice. She thrust her waist and hips, and the hard and erect dragon pestle again!It penetrated into the center of her legs, cut into butter like a hot knife and ran to the bottom. A small ball of thick bubbles were squeezed out of the clam mouth, which was tightly sucking hot foreign objects.
Ah...ah----!The mixed-race girl called out for a short time, and her sob suddenly turned into a breath full of pleasure.
Geng Zhao bent her left knee and pressed her long white legs, continuing to maintain her lewd posture of lifting her feet wide open. The empty left hand wrapped around the jade man's plump waist, and touched her soaked and fine hair along the flat belly. She used her food and middle fingers to pinch her plump and smooth vulva, but her right hand held her soft and soft breasts hard, and she quickly went in and out, shaving her soft and soft juice, and was about to crush the beautiful mixed-race beauty in her arms.
You... let me go... um... Ah, Ah... She twisted her body and tried to resist, but unexpectedly, the compact tube twisted the penis, which made her hands and feet sore, and a stream of slurry faintly leaked from the soft flower heart, as if she was about to throw it away.
The girl gritted her teeth tightly, hunched her body and shivered, and her unyielding but helpless look was full of contradiction and seductive charm.The man behind him was even more energetic and his majestic roots were in and out.
After inserting it for a hundred more times, the joint was so hot that it seemed to be about to burn. The dragon pestle was like a piece of red charcoal pounded into a honey water bag, constantly stirring up a viscous and wet puff. The sound was so loud that it was like splashing water and beating, and it would not stop for a moment.Is this comfortable?Geng Zhao lightly bit her white earlobe and greedily licked the strong sweat on the back of her hair:
...mèi?
Yin Suming's body trembled, and his original beauty seemed to have doubled suddenly. The vaginal essence that had been ejaculated for the whole night almost broke out again. The deep vaginal tube shrank instinctively, barely resisted the urge to pee. The original gritted teeth and endured it turned into an out-of-control moan: No... don't call me that... call me!You, you...Ah, Ah... You...a lowly monk!
It was difficult to penetrate deeper from behind. In addition, her snow thighs were big, round, plump, tender and plump, and the area between her thighs was also very fleshy. There was no need to deliberately raise her beautiful buttocks, which had pushed the man's strong belly far away.No matter how hard he used, he would hit the thigh and pop out immediately after every stroke, and only the first half was firmly embedded in the hole.
When Geng Zhao first had a good time with Heng Shuying, she put the beautiful lady in a lewd posture like a dog, and deeply possessed her from behind her buttocks.Although the proportion of Hengshuying is perfect and slender, her body is quite petite. Apart from the proud and huge breasts, the other parts are exquisite and delicate, which makes people love it.
The beautiful girl with exotic blood is as tall as Geng Zhao, with a thick skeleton and plump buttocks at first glance, with round and flexible hands. When lying on her side, she looks like two huge white peach mountains.Geng Zhao tried several times and found it difficult to break through the soft big white peach. His chest simply left the jade man's back that was originally close to him. His left palm pressed Yin Suming's waist and spine, and his body slid slightly, forming a subtle Bīng-shaped angle at the intersection.
The angle was digging deeper and tighter. The round and blunt pestle tip seemed to scratch a position the size of a copper coin and had a rough touch. Yin Suming suddenly lost his voice, and he raised his buttocks and arched his waist, and his body suddenly shook.
I'm going to die, I'm going to die!Woo woo woo woo...Ah, Ah, AhAhAh----!
Geng Zhao was pinched for a while and shaved a few times without thinking. He twisted his waist against that wonderful place. Suddenly, he heard the jade man in front of him throw his scream, and suddenly he turned from moaning to crying, shook his head and trembling: I will... die again... Ah, Ah, Ah... I don't want to die... Wuwuwu... I... I don't want to die... AhAhAh----!
She raised her head like a collapse, screaming loudly, a cool and sharp liquid filled the vaginal tube, the delicate and hot flesh wall tightened, and the powerful sucking force sprayed out the out of control vaginal essence, and the mist-like dew shot out, splashing out the silk satin mattress on the couch!
Yin Suming was desperate for a while, tilting the snow neck and soft, and even breathing sounds were almost unheard under the dark red and thick hair covering his head and face. His back, which had originally violently undulating, slowly disappeared, and only the uncontrolled flesh wall remained on his body, still shrinking, with a hot rest.
Geng Zhao almost ejaculated, but he felt that the vaginal essence this time was particularly thick, and the dizziness was cool and cold. There was a strange feeling of extremely cold air in the warmth and greasy air. Not only had it never tasted it on other women, but it was definitely different from what she had ejaculated before.
Before he could use the Ji Zhi technique, Yin Suming's protective valve seemed to have been pierced through an extremely thin pinhole, and his internal force was continuously lost, but he could not transfer into Geng Zhao's body by himself.The imbalance of internal force affects the qi and blood all over the body. The speed of dispersing the qi and blood was even faster than entering the palace to take saliva. Yin Suming suddenly fell into a coma, and suddenly his throat twitched, and a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
(This is... a retrospective!)
Geng Zhao suddenly felt aware: no matter how different Yin Suming's physique is than ordinary people, after more than ten times a night of ejaculation, the loss of Yin essence and Yuangong finally exceeded the burden of the body. This climax was the last straw that broke the camel's back.Life will continue before dying, so the essence released is also particularly strong, and once it is finished, it will be her death.
He couldn't stand the evil style of the evil path, but he never thought of killing her - at least not between bed.
The protective valve of the Jade Gui Ling was broken, and the thick and cool Yin essence sprayed out, full of Yin Su Ming's life essence. Even without using the Jizi Zhi, it could not stop the loss of skill.At this loss rate, the beautiful ghost king would be exhausted within a moment, and the Daluo Golden Immortal was helpless.
Without further ado, Geng Zhao calmed down and hurriedly used the Ji Zhi Jue to absorb Yuan Gong, while transforming it into a more pure green fire true qi; he held two sweaty and smooth snow breasts in his hands, pressed the Danzhong point on her chest with his thumb, and injected the power of the transformation into the girl's body from the Shaoshang point.
But the Bihuo Gong and the Via Ghost Ling are not of the same origin. Yin Suming has never practiced the "Tongming Transformation Chapter". The two true qi in the body cannot merge for no reason and can be integrated by themselves.
Therefore, the true qi injected into her body was still an external object. While activateing the qi and blood, it inevitably repelled the pure yang true power of the Guiling Ling, and was attracted by the same origin of the giant objects in the Yin. With one sucking and one repulsing, all the true qi of the Bihuo fire sank into the Niwan Palace in the Lower Dantian, accumulating into a Yang Dandan Pill that seemed to be solid and about the size of a pearl.
Once the Yang Dan is completed, it will immediately exert its effect of strengthening the foundation and cultivating the essence. The Yuan power will no longer be lost, and it will have a faint momentum of condensation.However, after this round of absorption, Yin Suming lost nearly 20% of his strength, leaving half of his skills, but he finally saved his life.
Geng Zhao noticed the changes in her body and no longer injected true power. She changed to promote and activate the qi and blood in her body. Her pulse gradually stabilized. Although the internal breath was not as surging as before, it was more dense and pure, and there was a vague leaping force in her dantian-
A fair mixed-race girl Ah woke up with a sound, and the towering snow breasts were thumping, as if they were liberated from the still and frozen state in an instant. Blood gushed onto her delicate cheeks, thick breathing spit out of her nasal cavity, and a slight bloody orchid musk saliva splashed between her lips. Her breasts were swinging, sweat splashed out from her pores, and her vagina contracted violently...
Um... Geng Zhao trembled smartly, gritted her teeth and raised her head, and almost lost her semen.
He came over and pressed her wrist and raised it over the top, pressed it firmly on the bed board, shouting: Don't move!
Yin Suming seemed to be full of energy again, lying on the couch, struggling desperately.Unfortunately, his hands were controlled, and his slender legs spread across the sides of the man's bear waist. He couldn't use any fist and foot skills. The only thing he could move was the lower body with his penis covered.
She was so angry that she couldn't take off her. She simply thrust her waist, her soles of her feet were erected on the bed, and began to thrust her vagina up and down, twist her butt, and snare her thick and long giant objects in her body: Lower... a lowly little monk!Look... Look at me dealing with you... Ah, Ah... Well, it's so sour... You, you dare to insert my vagina... I... Ah, Ah, Ah... I... I... I... I'll kill you... Ah, Ah... Ah... I'll kill you... Ah, Ah... I'll kill you...
He spoke very fiercely, but he started to scream in a few seconds. The power in the vagina and the sound of being full of vitality, as if he had returned to the peak state when confronting the wolf head in the hall.
Geng Zhao was both angry and funny: You are the one who just came back to his mind, but how can you kill me?
Yes...no matter!The beautiful mixed-race girl is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she suddenly feels like she is reluctant to give in:
Look at me... I broke your cock...The thief monk, the dead eunuch...Ah, AhAhAhAh...
Then please concentrate on fucking me!
Geng Zhao felt a little tired, and touched the red rope casually, and tied up her wrists honestly and unceremoniously.Yin Suming struggled hard, and a pair of plump and fair snow milk splashed with sweat stains, but it was just in vain.He thrust slowly, and the hot giant made her tremble all over, and he leaned close to her ears and murmured: ...Is it so comfortable, mèi?
The girl was shaved and beautiful by him, and tears burst out from the corners of her eyes: Don't... don't call me mèi'er!No...AhAh...you are not allowed to scream!Geng Zhao did not fight with her, but only increased the force and speed of the thrust, which made her breasts fall, her feet raised high shaking, and her moaned in a delicate voice:
Ah, Ah, Ah... so... so sour!There...not that...be gentle...Ah, Ah...
Geng Zhao thought to himself: I'm the one who said that I'm going to fuck you to death, it won't work now.Having said that, the mixed-race girl bit her lips and trembled and sobbed, and her cruel and delicate appearance was really attractive. She felt tired and her concentration became worse. She rubbed her soft and fair breasts, and her desire was enlarged. Her penis seemed to expand again, as hard as a fire stick.
The girl's body stiffened, as if she was swollen and incised, and her neck was trembling: Woo... it became bigger again!So swelling... so hard... um, um, um... I didn't dare to show off my strength anymore, so I took off my strength and collapsed on the couch.
Geng Zhao's desire could not calm down. He pulled out the giant sun, held her plump waist with one arm, and lifted it up, like a long-legged white deer hanging on her head. He carried her out of bed, like fiddling with a doll, letting the soft girl hold the hollow door in front of the bed, barely standing with her snow buttocks up, and inserted her delicate body from behind.
The thick, long and hot giant split her jade lips and entered her door. Yin Suming only shook his head and cried, climbing softly at the window. His delicate throat sound was like crying, and his dirty words and curses became ecstatic moans.
You asked me to call you...
He leaned against her snow-white back, hugged her big white butt and went in and out. The vaginal fluid squeezed out from his vagina dripped down along the wet golden red pubic hair, dripping a shallow drop on the ground.
...I will stop fucking you, okay?
No...No!Don't...AhAhAh... Don't...
Yin Suming was hit by him, and her entire upper body was touched by the flower-like door. The scary soreness in the vagina made her knees involuntarily raise her knees, tiptoed with her naked snow-white toes, and her two pink legs became a singular character. Her round and big snow-white butt was hung between Geng Zhao's palms. Her wet legs were inserted into the vulva and opened her vagina, revealing the bright red and tender fat inside.
Then if you ask me to call you, I will do enough, okay?
Fuck... fuck me... She could no longer hold it back, and was so dizzy that she was fucked. She only heard the word "fuck". The pleasure in her body seemed to be opened instantly, and everything was thrown out of the sky: Ah, Ah, Ah... so... so comfortable... so comfortable... the smooth breast flesh was squeezed into the flowered holes and deformed freely. Even the puffed breast stems were stuck in a hollow pattern. With the violent impact behind her, it was ground red and swollen.
Geng Zhao became excited when she heard this. Seeing her tender white butt shaking, she waved her palm and slapped her hard, slap it!The white buttocks left a hot red mark.When Yin Suming suffered a pain, his vagina suddenly contracted, so beautiful that his knees were bent and weak. If it weren't for the man's lower abdomen being wrapped in time, he would have kneeled down.
What is causing damage in my son's body?
Ah, Ah... The girl climbed the flower-cut door weakly, pressed her sore waist down, tiptoed, and slowly lifted her snow thighs and inserted into her: So beautiful... Big... Big dick is amazing... So hard... AhAhAh---!
Geng Zhao waved her palms repeatedly, and her snow buttocks were covered with red marks for a moment. Her fair skin was stretched red, pink and smooth, and seemed to be a little plump.
The girl seemed to like being slapped ass very much. The strange humiliation made her extremely excited, and her wet and hot vagina became even more greasy.He held her plump breasts like goose in both hands, and pulled the mixed-race beauty back, almost pressing her back against his chest, and her hand was covered with a lot of smooth breasts and flesh, almost overflowing from her fingers.
The dragon pestle that was originally in and out of horizontally suddenly changed to a thorn upward, with a rough angle, which made her jump, as if she was poked straight up by a thick and long flagpole.
I... can't do it!Big... Big dick is so... so cruel, so powerful... It's so fucking the pussy... The girl's sweaty body twisted like a slippery fish, her breasts were tightly held but she couldn't break free from the fishing net. The foreign object in her vagina seemed to be about to penetrate her. The fierce climax instantly threw her consciousness off the ground:
mèi'er is about to fly...is going to fly, is going to fly...AhAhAhAhAhAhAh---!
The swollen penis protruded again to a position that was almost like the saliva of the central palace.The difference is: this time he didn't take anything away, but filled it with boiling white slurry; between the swelling and squirting, the enlarged umbrella-shaped meat mushrooms tightly clamped against the vigorously contracted tender flesh walls until the center of the flower was completely soaked in the thick and scalp essence of life, and no drop was leaked...
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Even if you get the benefits of the true energy of the Bihuo Fire and the Yang Dan, Yin Suming will really be back this time.
The intense intercourse and continuous orgasm squeezed out the last bit of energy on her body. Geng Zhao hugged the half-fainted mixed-race beauty back on the bed, not daring to untie the red rope, and only took off the messy horse-riding scarf between her legs.
The yarn sweat towel, which was interwoven with black and blue silk lines, was muddy. In addition to grinding into a sticky white liquor, it was also stained with thin semen spit out from the congested and swollen clam mouth.Fortunately, the old fan wife prepared two basins of clean water. He washed and twisted it in the basin. One of them wiped away the sweat for himself so that he could wear the monk's robes, and the other was used to cleanse the body of the exhausted Yin Suming.
This is a good habit he has developed since he knows how to have sex with a woman.
The people who have had a relationship with him, whether they are horizontal and red shadows, dyed red clouds, bright snow, or even the pretty and gratifying little maid Ji'er, are all very clean women.Although the unruly appearance of having sex between beds is lustful and beautiful, it is extremely attractive, but the beauty still needs to be clean and refreshing.
The beautiful Lord of Xuanming was naked and lay on the couch weakly, allowing him to push away his thighs and use a wet gauze scarf to wipe her shameful secrets.Yin Suming was floating in the air, and after a moment he fell from the nine heavens, the washed tender clams oozed out a few crystal clear liquid beads, tilted his head and exhaled, gritted his teeth and said:
You... kill me.Otherwise, one day you fall into my hands, I will tear you into pieces!
Geng Zhao used his fingertips to rub the slight smoothness of the crepe, and gently slid the circle along the rich delicate fat.
That day really comes... let's talk about it.
He was not good at speaking, for fear of saying too much and making mistakes, so he simply stopped interfering and just gently stroked it with his fingertips.
The girl closed her eyes so comfortably, held her neck and trembled slightly, and she was still showing off: Who did you send it?Are you Nie Mingtu’s accomplice?You...he asked you to save him?How did you come in?And... She asked for a while, but the gentle touch of her vagina was filled with a strong hypnotic force and a sense of peace of mind. Gradually, the deep fatigue grabbed her. The jade man snored lightly and fell asleep.
Geng Zhao didn't know why she wanted to rub the drop of liquid beads. Perhaps her love liquid emitted a strong smell like fresh leather, which looked particularly cute when it exuded the pink honey slit.He put his fingertips that were smelled of musk in his mouth, and his fingertips seemed to be itchy and numb, and a strong smell rushed into the nasal cavity of his mouth. After tasting it for a long time, he felt the fishy and sweet blood like a pomegranate, which made people feel lingering.
The naked beauty, naked and tightly tied with her hands, was carried into the depths of the bed, and the brocade quilt was pulled to her chin, which also restricted her movements.He inserted the deshewn demon-subduing green steel sword into the center of the round table. When Yin Suming recovered his strength and woke up, he could move his body to get the sword, and he would be free again.
Outside the window, the dew was faintly white.Geng Zhao thought to himself: Leave this place first, and then go to find Miss Ming.He jumped onto the roof, pushed the wall and rushed out silently, and rushed to the branches of the big tree. When he returned, he saw the beauty in the room was turned over, and his dark red thick curly hair slid down from his snow-white shoulders.
The beautiful mixed-race girl was in full dream, her slightly pursed cherry lips gently moved, and I didn't know who she was calling in the dream.
He flew all the way through the eaves and walls, and ran straight towards the Saha Pavilion.After only two days, Geng Zhao's internal strength was no longer the same. He ran faster, but his voice was like the wind shaking through the forest. Several young monks who were cleaning looked up and didn't even see the shadow. They just thought that it was a geese flying by, or a hawk circling, and continued to lean on the bamboo broom, lowered their heads and yawned violently.
Before dawn, Geng Zhao carefully approached the Saha Pavilion.The little ghosts patrolling and guarding in the forest surrounded by tilted sides were all killed with one finger, and they didn't even shed any blood, which was completely Mingzhexue's style.
She invaded this forest for fear that she would be like the wind, killing and saving people would be like a blink of an eye, without any effort.
But... why did Miss Ming still not go to the monastery to pick her up?
A trace of ominousness flashed through Geng Zhao's heart, quietly touched the steps and pushed open the pavilion door.
Yin Suming said nothing wrong.Nie Mingtu was afraid of like a tiger, but in fact, the word "Tian Buddha Picture" engraved in every corner of the pavilion; in addition, it is a Buddhist temple that is even more ordinary, but with Nie Mingtu's extraordinary eyesight, there are murderous intent everywhere here.
Geng Zhao stroked the densely packed words on the stairs, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind: Nie Mingtu said that it took him a year to understand the secret of the Thousand-Handed Guanyin statue and practiced the Saccharola Ghost Hand... Strange!The second floor is full of characters, even on Guanyin statues. Why isn’t he afraid?
A chill climbed up from the soles of his feet all the way up to his forehead.
Only Geng Zhao, who had personally visited the second floor of the Saha Pavilion and understood the secret of Guanyin statue, knew that Nie Mingtu would never be able to stay at the roof, nor could he understand the ghost hand of the Guanyin statue engraved with Buddha pictures in the sky, unless... the engraving on the second floor would not hurt him!
Although I don’t know the truth, the Ghost King and Mingzhanxue both received a wrong message - Nie Mingtu was afraid of the word "Tian Buddha Picture". In the Saha Pavilion full of the words "Tian Buddha Picture", he would be unable to open his eyes or move, otherwise it would trigger the old creation of the Buddhist Buddha Picture of Fanyu, and he would die in pain -
The first half of this information is correct, but the second half is ridiculously wrong!
(Nie Mingtu... is not afraid of the carvings on the second floor! The word "Tian Buddha Picture" that can stop him is only stored on the first floor!)
Of course, Nie Mingtu could not escape from here before he became a ghost hand. Perhaps the second floor only carved the word "Tian Buddha" on window lattices, stair covers, etc., so he could neither look nor get close to it.If this is the case, Miss Ming, who uncovered the cover and sneaked into the second floor, is exactly the best target of Nie Mingtu's sneak attack!
Geng Zhao didn't dare to think anymore, so he jumped up to the stairs with his handrail, knocked open the cover with his shoulders, rolled twice on the ground, and flashed behind a bookcase wall.He did not need to blink to adapt to the darkness-the floral pane with his back facing the pavilion door had been broken several times, shining the hazy sky light into the pavilion, and the bookcases fell down all over the ground; the solemn Guanyin group had broken hands and heads, and the broken fence was everywhere, which made people unable to bear to bet.
Under the two overturned bookcases, a slender white arm stretched out, with beautiful lines as a crane's neck, but the elbow joints folded down at an extremely unnatural angle, which seemed both weird and terrifying.Geng Zhao felt that the blood in her body seemed to be drained by someone. After a moment of stunned gaze, she woke up like a dream and ran over: Miss Ming...Miss Ming!He was about to lift the bookcase like crazy, and the low roar with force was like a wild beast, choking with regret and pain...
(It's all my fault. All of this...it's all my fault!)
It would have been great if he had thought about it earlier--he roared and lifted the rosewood cabinet shelf weighing hundreds of pounds, lifted it hard, and rolled it over with a bang, almost smashing a hole in the solid wooden floor.The woman under the cabinet had her face crushed, only the outline of her head remained on her neck, and her facial features were broken.
Geng Zhao's face was covered in tears, and she knelt on the ground to drag the body out. She saw the woman wearing a dark tight-fitting body. Her soft figure seemed delicate, but she was much thinner than the bright snow. She was far from her slender and graceful, which was both plump and strong, gentle and wild.The female corpse's waist is straight and skinny, and is tied with a colorful belt, which is lined with a smooth and soft black satin water lining, which is particularly eye-catching.
He still remembers this outfit freshly.On the night he first met Mingzhanxue in the dilapidated temple, he had seen many young girls dressed in similar styles, hanging downwards with silk threads that were difficult to distinguish with naked eyes, surrounding the deserted ruins.
(It's Tianluoxiang's people!)
Geng Zhao wiped away the dust and tears from his face, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Suddenly, he felt extremely ridiculous. If he hadn't wanted to alarm others, he would almost have paralyzed to the ground and laughed loudly. After calming down, he returned to his usual meticulous and calmness, and his eyes were round.There are three female corpses like this, which means that Tianluoxiang has removed four more good men from the Saha Pavilion tonight.
Two of the four girls died with one blow, with only one wound, one in the heart and the other in the throat, and the other was injured in the waist and leg, but the third wound that pierced the abdomen was fatal.The female corpse dragged out from under the bookcase had the most wounds, her hands were broken and her legs were broken, and she had several blood holes on her body. It was difficult to tell which one was the one who killed her. She was afraid that her face was crushed by another cabinet that fell to the bookcase.
This means that the assassins sent by Tianluoxiang are getting stronger and stronger.
Ming Zhexue relied on his elusive light skills to attack and kill two of the four people, but had to fight with the other two. There were still several pools of half-dried blood on the floor, so maybe Ming Zhexue was injured.
Geng Zhao remembered the words of Mrs. Feng Cai in the ruined temple that night, and she said that Zhan Xue's martial arts skills were too high, and even if she chased her, she would only increase casualties. It can be imagined that the assassin that would definitely be a powerful character in Mrs. Feng's mind that would not increase casualties.Perhaps... the senior sister whom Miss Ming was very afraid and often mentioned, was able to force her to such a situation.
He suppressed his anxiety and searched the attic carefully. Without any accident, he did not find any trace of Nie Mingtu. However, among the broken objects on the ground, there was a piece of wood about a foot long and narrow shape. One side was carved like a box lid, and the other side was like a corner of the lower skirt with a flying skirt. The folds on it seemed, and even the appearance of the button could be seen, which was vivid.
Geng Zhao caressed the carved board and pondered. He moved his heart. He looked up and looked around. He suddenly got up and ran to the corner. He turned over a thousand-handed Guanyin who was slanted and damaged. Sure enough, there was a piece missing at the corner of the skirt behind his back, and the shape was exactly the same as the wood piece.The wood piece was originally a narrow and long grooved lid, and the size and depth of the groove was just enough to contain a Buddhist scripture.Geng Zhao sighed in his heart: It seems that Nie Mingtu finally found what he wanted.But I don’t know what is written in that scripture?
Seeing that it was dawn, he patrolled the outside of the Saha Pavilion for a few turns, but there was no hidden stake. He also thought: Tian Luoxiang has always had the habit of turning back and burying the body of the disciple, so he would definitely send someone back.I picked up a lush old tree to live in the forest, enduring my hunger and fatigue, and monitoring my every move inside and outside the pavilion.
Unexpectedly, it was not until the evening when the sunset was about to set, and the little ghost who handed over the shift came.
Geng Zhao took a step earlier to avoid the secret intersection between the beams of the attic, dug a hole to peek out, and soon saw the ghost king with oil painted and shrugged shoulders in the green robe, chasing the wind and horses, and his windy appearance was completely different from the charming mixed-race girl on the night before, and he could not associate it at all.
The important prisoner ran away, but no one noticed the huge evil path. Yin Suming was so angry that he shook his sword and slashed the two leaders in charge of the guards, and ordered the little ghosts to search along the mountain.I think it is just a move to make up for the failure of the sheep. It has been delayed for so long and its effectiveness is extremely limited.
Geng Zhao saw that she was walking on thick-soled official boots with a little unstable pace, and thought to herself: You are so tired that you can't get up to interrogate Nie Mingtu, why are you blaming others?
He did not know that the evil people were accustomed to practicing Yin Technique and were accustomed to avoiding the sun; if the Ghost King had no orders during the day, the little ghosts would hide in the cold place and sleep soundly to accumulate energy.This time, Nie Mingtu was indeed because of the care of the day guards after showing off their power last night. The two ghost soldiers hid at the foot of the mountain to drink and have fun, and ravage women, and they were not unfair to die.
The four female corpses of Tianluoxiang were taken away by Yin Suming. Geng Zhao followed the little ghost carrying the corpse all the way to Juecheng Arhat Hall. Yin Suming ordered people to carry out the iron box of the Ice Prison, and called the old corpse under his command to dissect the corpse and study the martial arts methods of the attacker.
The corpses of the ghosts who had died in the forest were also lined up in the main hall. The solemn and magnificent Arhat Hall was filled with the aura of decay and unpleasant corpses, just like the Asura field.
The Minghun corpse was very short, with strange warts on her skin. The top of her head was clean, and the smooth skin was unnaturally purple. Coupled with the short and curved legs, it seemed like a toad spirit turned into a human form, very gloomy.He fucked a silver knife as thin as chopsticks and neatly cut the four women into a caesarean section, pulled out the internal organs from the pile of fat, looked carefully and smelled, and said to Yin Suming:
According to the Ghost King, these four girls died under Tianluoxiang's silk-washing hands and Yulu cut off the cicada's fingers.The silk-washing hand is the introductory foundation of Tianluoxiang, and it is not a good martial art. Its sixty-four routines have been collected in this sect’s Hundred Ghost Book, but its mental method is unknown and can only exert 30% of its power.
The Jade Dew Custody Cicada Finger is the ultimate skill in the "Tianluo Jing". I have never heard of anyone using it for nearly a century, and only one move was recorded in the Hundred Ghosts Book.All the six techniques here are for the first time. One blow takes the life and moves are all skillful, and it can be said to be a return home with a full load.
So, is the murderer a master who is proficient in the "Tianluo Sutra"?Yin Suming frowned and said.
It should be like this.The old corpse licked the tip of his tongue and laughed: The old pious woman, Fu Shouyun, has not been bad for her cultivation. Unfortunately, she is old, but the one who kills people is a young man with strong blood.There are many Tianluo Xiangmen, but I have never heard of any talent. I want to cut off the Jade Dew and cicadas to such a situation unless it is the ancestor of the ancestral family.
Yin Suming snorted heavily.
Before I could find her bad luck, she came to the door first!Even if the Jade-faced Ancestor Xue Yanqing has robbed the people of the evil path, I will teach her how to eat and sleep!With a wave of his sleeve, he said with a heart: Send the order to find out the nearest stronghold of Tianluoxiang. He robbed him of three or five people every day. He must catch them alive and be interrogated by the king himself!He followed the command of the Death Ghost, who served one of the six ghosts.
Minghun's old corpse said with a oh, revealing a heart itchy look, and rubbing his hands frequently.
Sure enough, Yin Su Ming continued: ...After asking questions, those who are not dead, they will be handed over to the corpse elder to deal with it.He glanced at him sideways and said sternly: This time, we must torture the authentic method of silk washing hands and complete the records of the Hundred Ghost Books.Only the face is indispensable, and you must distinguish it clearly. Each head must be sent back to Tianluoxiang until Xue Yanqing returns the person.
The subordinates obey the order.
At dawn, Yin Su Ming stepped onto the Fengfeng Skinny Horse and swayed out of the Arhat Hall.The little ghosts washed the hall clean, and the old corpse of Minghun removed the remains. Except for a trace of fat and stinking smell in the air, the hall was empty, as if nothing had happened.
Geng Zhao held a glimmer of hope and imagined that she would go back to the secret room in the Buddha's belly and sleep. When she opened her eyes, she would see a beautiful smiling face. What delicious food or beautiful clothes did Miss Ming carry, and the newly bathed hair had crystal drops of water, and she was as cute as jade snow...
For this obsession, he did not dare to be too far from the Arhat Hall. He practiced in the secret room in the belly of the Buddha during the day; at night, he snatched away before Yin Suming, or hid in a tree, or crossed the eaves at a certain point in the hall where the movement and stillness of the hall. He took the opportunity to go back to the secret room to sleep, and three days passed.
Yin Su Ming really did what he said. She caught three or five disciples of Tianluoxiang every day and torture and questioned them. At first, Geng Zhao listened to them several times in order to grasp Ming Zhanxue's whereabouts. Later, she felt that it was too miserable. The disciples caught by the little ghosts were low and could not ask anything. They often died before dawn, so they simply avoided them and couldn't bear to listen anymore.
After tortured the man, Yin Suming taught the little ghost to cut off his head, attached a piece of green bat blood paper, and threw it back to the Tianluoxiang stronghold where he caught him.
After the Demon Sword Rebellion thirty years ago, Qixuan's magic and Yin's vitality were already severely damaged; after the war, the strongest Fox Yi Sect was wiped out by the seven major sects of righteousness, and was called the Sect leader of the Seven Mysterious Double Bi, Minghuo Yuhuo, Yindanshu, Qingtianhu, Yinye and his wife were both killed. The Demonic Daozhu has really reached its extreme.In recent years, Tianluoxiang is the only one among the Qixuans who dare to expand their power under the banner of the evil faction.
The evil path went to catch Tian Luoxiang's disciples, and it was just a dog biting a dog's mouth. Geng Zhao was born in Bairiliu Cinema and always boasted of the righteous path. He should have sat firmly on the head of a tree to watch these evil demons and heretics kill each other.
But Yin Suming's torture methods were really too ruthless. Geng Zhao wanted to plunder down the tree to save people several times. He had to stab his nails into the flesh of his palm and bleed directly to remind himself not to be impulsive and not to lose his mind.On the third night, Mo Yin Su Ming was also worried. The disciple of Tianluoxiang who was kidnapped was dying. He used a few serious punishments and handed them over to the old corpse of Minghun to deal with it.
Geng Zhaoben was silently monitoring the treetops, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but stand up: Is it a gift to the old man in Minghun? Didn't he have her cut off?
After Yin Suming led the crowd to leave, he hurriedly jumped to the roof of the hall, lifted the wall and touched the beam. He saw a smooth stone platform in the hall, a naked girl's limbs were opened into large characters, her wrists and ankles were locked with iron rings, and her thin white breasts kept trembling. Her two thin legs were white and straight, and her flat belly looked like a mouse turning over. Her high mons pubis was covered with dense and soft hair.
Minghun Zi Old, holding a sharp silver knife, acted to cut a knife between her collarbone and breasts on both sides, and laughed: Little girl!Have you ever seen your heart look like?You will see it when I cut your cavity open!
The girl shivered, as if she didn't even have the power to shout. Her black and shiny pubic hair was reflected by her fine white snow muscles, showing her spirit.
Geng Zhao thought to himself: If the people in the evil path are so cruel and vicious, if I sit still, what is the difference between me and them?Forget it!He bit his silver teeth, jumped off the crossbar, and shouted softly: Stop!
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