Dark, dark
There is no daytime, no sunlight, and it is dark all year round. There is only a bloody moon in the sky, the moon is full and the moon is wafting, so that people can feel the passage of time here.
The Demon Realm is dormant in the cracks of the Three Realms, filled with turbid air that helps the demon clan practice. This chaotic land was opened by the Demon Lord Zizi by chance, thus becoming a treasure land in the Demon Realm.
This is the case every day after that. Rong Yuan is always on the moon and Zhongtian when he comes back. He never talks too much to her. After taking a shower, he just goes to bed and sleeps in his clothes and does not touch her.
After a while, he asked someone to stop tying Zhong Qin'er, but he had a ban on her and could not leave his residence.
She had no power to tie a chicken, and the only thing she could do was smash everything in his room every day
Rong Yuan was not angry when he came back, but just glanced lightly, and then said to the person below: Qingluan, clean it up, and replace the things again.
The maid raised her head and looked at the two of them, her eyes circulated for a moment before she whispered: Yes, Master
At this time, Zhong Qin'er just learned about his identity, one of the four-part masters of the Demon World
The relationship between the two has turned around, and it has been a month later
That night, Rong Yuan went to the clean room first to take a shower and change clothes. The house had been cleaned and it was very refreshing.
I saw Zhong Qin'er holding a corner of the vase fragments, leaning against the bed, already asleep
Previously, the pill she took to hide her face gradually failed and had returned to its original face.
The messy hair drooped slightly, the side face was as bright as a crescent moon, the nose bridge was erect, the cherry lips were rosy, and the eyes were tightly closed at this time
The black eyelashes of crows are as slender and dense as dove wings. The shadows of the fan-like faces that are as delicate as white porcelain make the blue blue under her eyes. Obviously, she has not slept well these days.
Rong Yuan sighed, it seemed that she had to hide her. If someone discovered her, it would be troublesome if she was exposed.
When he met Yan Ming today, he was still testing whether he was tired of playing. It seems that he still had to be careful.
His eyes turned to her, attracted by a bloody color. Looking at her bleeding palm, he frowned slightly, sighed lightly, stepped forward slowly, and gently removed the fragment with his movements.
As soon as she held her hand, she woke up. There was still a piece of sharp wood hidden in the sleeve of the other hand. Seeing that he was not as suspicious as usual, he was close to him, fearing that he would be indiscriminate, he raised his hand and stabbed him in the neck.
Rong Yuan's face did not turn around. With a long sleeve, he rolled the sharp wood into his sleeve. Zhong Qin'er's fingers slapped his face and swept the mask off.
The mask was knocked over to the ground and rolled twice, and a dazzling silver light flashed by.
The first time she saw his true face, she couldn't help but be stunned. She thought he was wearing a mask because of his flaws, but she didn't expect that there was a young and clean face under the mask.
He was always dressed in black, his complexion was even white, and his facial features were as sharp as a blade
The side face has smooth lines, clear temples, high nose bridge, and a hint of pride is hidden between the flying eyebrows.
The thin lips slightly pursed were crimson like fire, and the strands of hair hanging from both sides of the beauty's tip all added a bit of beauty to his face.
Zhong Qin'er came to her senses and felt her fingertips numb and her whole body could not move, but she could still speak
What are you going to do? Her black eyes kept turning in her eyes
Rong Yuan raised her blood-stained palm, blew a sigh of relief, and said calmly: Healing
He looked at her palm carefully and saw that there were many small wooden thorns on it. He went outside the door and asked Qingluan to get the medicine box, and then carefully used silver tweezers to help her remove the wooden thorns.
His movements were so gentle that she was a meticulous piece of porcelain, and he was a patient craftsman who was carefully polishing his works
The dark wind surging at night, a cool night wind slid into the window frame, wiping his thin sleeves
He was wearing a black underwear, with a cloud pattern embroidered with silver threads rolling around his collar. At this moment, his clothes were blown tightly by the wind, and he stood in front of the bed, provoking her for her.
Long black hair hanging behind the waist, and the soft and bright ends of the hair blew gently with the cold wind, making them look long and tall and straight.
Zhong Qin'er couldn't move. He was too close to her. She had to hold her breath and quietly look at his drooping face.
It is said that Su Mu is the most beautiful man in the cultivation world, with a clear breeze and a bright moon, and a beautiful tree. However, the person in front of him is not inferior to Su Mu, but his appearance is beautiful and graceful.
Lang Yan is unique, no other
Are you called Zhong Wan? The third generation of disciples of Penglai Island? He lowered his head and said
Zhong Qin'er looked at him coldly, and said nothing
He curled his lips and raised a smile that seemed to be nothing but she didn't know. In fact, he had known her identity for a long time. After all, the sword she stabbed him was unforgettable for the rest of her life.
But at this moment, if she wants to hide her identity, he will cooperate with her
Rong Yuan picked out the tiny wooden thorns one by one, so he carefully applied medicine to her and wrapped it with white veil.
Zhong Qin'er gasped, feeling a burst of hidden pain in her wound, and a hint of numbness.
Rong Yuan glanced at her lightly. The medicine was a bit strong, but the effect was very good.
Can I let go of me? Zhong Qin'er turned her head and didn't want to look at him, but her tone became softer without realizing it.
He was about to raise his hand to lift her restriction, but suddenly paused, his eyebrows slightly frowned, and he looked thoughtful.
Zhong Qin'er's heart was so thrilled by his eyes that she couldn't help but say, you...
Rong Yuan paused his hand, but he brushed the candlelight. He saw that the palm wind passed by, the candlelight was extinguished, and the room suddenly fell into a darkness.
Zhong Qin'er was shocked and felt a little bad premonition
On the other side, he bullied her, sitting by the bed, and suddenly pressed her into the tent. Her long hair was raised high and fell down, and their bodies were pressed against one place.
Suddenly, she exclaimed, but his slender fingers pinched her chin, raised her lips tightly against her delicate lips
The four lips are tightly pressed against each other, without a trace of space, and even breathing is wrapped around one place
She was shocked. She didn't expect that after so many days, he would still attack her.
She was embarrassed and angry, with a mist in her eyes, and looked at the face that was so close to her with hatred.
I saw that his eyes were also about to close, and a stream of light leaked out from his half-closed eyelashes, lingering on her face.
After a while, he left a little bit. She was about to make a sound when he kissed her slightly opened lips again, and his voice softly spitted between her lips.
Don't shout, there's someone outside
There is no daytime, no sunlight, and it is dark all year round. There is only a bloody moon in the sky, the moon is full and the moon is wafting, so that people can feel the passage of time here.
The Demon Realm is dormant in the cracks of the Three Realms, filled with turbid air that helps the demon clan practice. This chaotic land was opened by the Demon Lord Zizi by chance, thus becoming a treasure land in the Demon Realm.
This is the case every day after that. Rong Yuan is always on the moon and Zhongtian when he comes back. He never talks too much to her. After taking a shower, he just goes to bed and sleeps in his clothes and does not touch her.
After a while, he asked someone to stop tying Zhong Qin'er, but he had a ban on her and could not leave his residence.
She had no power to tie a chicken, and the only thing she could do was smash everything in his room every day
Rong Yuan was not angry when he came back, but just glanced lightly, and then said to the person below: Qingluan, clean it up, and replace the things again.
The maid raised her head and looked at the two of them, her eyes circulated for a moment before she whispered: Yes, Master
At this time, Zhong Qin'er just learned about his identity, one of the four-part masters of the Demon World
The relationship between the two has turned around, and it has been a month later
That night, Rong Yuan went to the clean room first to take a shower and change clothes. The house had been cleaned and it was very refreshing.
I saw Zhong Qin'er holding a corner of the vase fragments, leaning against the bed, already asleep
Previously, the pill she took to hide her face gradually failed and had returned to its original face.
The messy hair drooped slightly, the side face was as bright as a crescent moon, the nose bridge was erect, the cherry lips were rosy, and the eyes were tightly closed at this time
The black eyelashes of crows are as slender and dense as dove wings. The shadows of the fan-like faces that are as delicate as white porcelain make the blue blue under her eyes. Obviously, she has not slept well these days.
Rong Yuan sighed, it seemed that she had to hide her. If someone discovered her, it would be troublesome if she was exposed.
When he met Yan Ming today, he was still testing whether he was tired of playing. It seems that he still had to be careful.
His eyes turned to her, attracted by a bloody color. Looking at her bleeding palm, he frowned slightly, sighed lightly, stepped forward slowly, and gently removed the fragment with his movements.
As soon as she held her hand, she woke up. There was still a piece of sharp wood hidden in the sleeve of the other hand. Seeing that he was not as suspicious as usual, he was close to him, fearing that he would be indiscriminate, he raised his hand and stabbed him in the neck.
Rong Yuan's face did not turn around. With a long sleeve, he rolled the sharp wood into his sleeve. Zhong Qin'er's fingers slapped his face and swept the mask off.
The mask was knocked over to the ground and rolled twice, and a dazzling silver light flashed by.
The first time she saw his true face, she couldn't help but be stunned. She thought he was wearing a mask because of his flaws, but she didn't expect that there was a young and clean face under the mask.
He was always dressed in black, his complexion was even white, and his facial features were as sharp as a blade
The side face has smooth lines, clear temples, high nose bridge, and a hint of pride is hidden between the flying eyebrows.
The thin lips slightly pursed were crimson like fire, and the strands of hair hanging from both sides of the beauty's tip all added a bit of beauty to his face.
Zhong Qin'er came to her senses and felt her fingertips numb and her whole body could not move, but she could still speak
What are you going to do? Her black eyes kept turning in her eyes
Rong Yuan raised her blood-stained palm, blew a sigh of relief, and said calmly: Healing
He looked at her palm carefully and saw that there were many small wooden thorns on it. He went outside the door and asked Qingluan to get the medicine box, and then carefully used silver tweezers to help her remove the wooden thorns.
His movements were so gentle that she was a meticulous piece of porcelain, and he was a patient craftsman who was carefully polishing his works
The dark wind surging at night, a cool night wind slid into the window frame, wiping his thin sleeves
He was wearing a black underwear, with a cloud pattern embroidered with silver threads rolling around his collar. At this moment, his clothes were blown tightly by the wind, and he stood in front of the bed, provoking her for her.
Long black hair hanging behind the waist, and the soft and bright ends of the hair blew gently with the cold wind, making them look long and tall and straight.
Zhong Qin'er couldn't move. He was too close to her. She had to hold her breath and quietly look at his drooping face.
It is said that Su Mu is the most beautiful man in the cultivation world, with a clear breeze and a bright moon, and a beautiful tree. However, the person in front of him is not inferior to Su Mu, but his appearance is beautiful and graceful.
Lang Yan is unique, no other
Are you called Zhong Wan? The third generation of disciples of Penglai Island? He lowered his head and said
Zhong Qin'er looked at him coldly, and said nothing
He curled his lips and raised a smile that seemed to be nothing but she didn't know. In fact, he had known her identity for a long time. After all, the sword she stabbed him was unforgettable for the rest of her life.
But at this moment, if she wants to hide her identity, he will cooperate with her
Rong Yuan picked out the tiny wooden thorns one by one, so he carefully applied medicine to her and wrapped it with white veil.
Zhong Qin'er gasped, feeling a burst of hidden pain in her wound, and a hint of numbness.
Rong Yuan glanced at her lightly. The medicine was a bit strong, but the effect was very good.
Can I let go of me? Zhong Qin'er turned her head and didn't want to look at him, but her tone became softer without realizing it.
He was about to raise his hand to lift her restriction, but suddenly paused, his eyebrows slightly frowned, and he looked thoughtful.
Zhong Qin'er's heart was so thrilled by his eyes that she couldn't help but say, you...
Rong Yuan paused his hand, but he brushed the candlelight. He saw that the palm wind passed by, the candlelight was extinguished, and the room suddenly fell into a darkness.
Zhong Qin'er was shocked and felt a little bad premonition
On the other side, he bullied her, sitting by the bed, and suddenly pressed her into the tent. Her long hair was raised high and fell down, and their bodies were pressed against one place.
Suddenly, she exclaimed, but his slender fingers pinched her chin, raised her lips tightly against her delicate lips
The four lips are tightly pressed against each other, without a trace of space, and even breathing is wrapped around one place
She was shocked. She didn't expect that after so many days, he would still attack her.
She was embarrassed and angry, with a mist in her eyes, and looked at the face that was so close to her with hatred.
I saw that his eyes were also about to close, and a stream of light leaked out from his half-closed eyelashes, lingering on her face.
After a while, he left a little bit. She was about to make a sound when he kissed her slightly opened lips again, and his voice softly spitted between her lips.
Don't shout, there's someone outside
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