The blue light of the bright mèi is like the tide rushing to the shore at night. It can be brushed and spread rapidly in the dark cave, scattering fluorescent waves.
The bright blue ice ridges are like bamboo shoots coming one after another after the rain. They emerge from the ground one by one, appearing densely on the ground, crystal clear, beautiful but charming
Earth's cold...
Rong Yuan opened his eyes, his voice was slightly deep, and he lowered his eyes slightly. A flash of light from the slender crow eyelashes passed away.
What a pity he sighed softly
The Demon Lord Zipin led the demons to occupy one side, opening the mysterious demon realm that had not been opened for thousands of years, and slowly strengthening the demon realm.
Later, he suffered from the world and suffered from the creatures. Finally, he was strangled by the major immortal sects. The only remaining wisp of soul lingers in the world for several years, and finally he was completely sealed.
There were very few people who survived by using their own body to seal the demons. The head of the Tianshan Sect and Zhong Qiner were one of them.
Diyong Hanbing was the unique skill of the Demon Lord back then. For some reason, he actually made such a heavy move against Zhong Qiner.
The remaining power of the cold poison is still so powerful, it is a miracle that she can survive.
Rong Yuan's eyes flashed, and he looked at Zhong Qin'er lying on the stone platform. She frowned tightly, her face was painful, her breathing became more and more rapid, and a soft ice blue color appeared on her whole body.
Rong Yuan raised his hand and held her delicate jade foot in the palm of his hand, and said softly: Senior sister, fortunately, I am the one you met.
Her skin was smooth and soft and boneless. He remembered the jellyfish he had seen in the ocean before. It was also so charming, ice blue. It seemed gentle and charming, but in fact it was covered with poisonous silk. It could stop breathing after stinging. It was beautiful and fatal.
Thinking of this, Rong Yuan smiled silently, looked at her with an incomparable pity. He slowly pulled down the thin shirt that was wrapped around her, revealing his beautiful and white body again.
He raised his hand, his eyes stern, his eyes rushing like red flames, and the jade-colored fingertips staring at him gradually dyed a layer of bright red
He took a deep breath, his fingertips rotated, and a bright red flame jumped out, gradually turning into a charming red lotus, like a bud that was about to bloom, not yet fully blooming.
He held the red lotus and suddenly raised his hand, pinched her left chest, and his broad palms gathered her plump and roundness, rubbed her hard.
Ah…Ah…Hmm…
It was obviously uncomfortable to exert such force, but his hands were too warm. Zhong Qin'er closed her eyes slightly and couldn't help but moan.
His fingertips were facing down, his five fingers wrapped around his plump breasts and pinched them. His smooth skin even leaked out from his fingers, which was amazingly beautiful
She had a figure with a big breasted wasp waist, but she was so well concealed on weekdays. When her clothes were all gone, her trembling breasts would jump out, not to mention how attractive it was.
Rong Yuan looked at it, his eyes became deeper and deeper. His two slender fingers began to rub the pink nipple. The thin cocoon on his fingertips stimulated the delicate stamen to immediately become hard, and the color gradually became bright red by him.
Be gentle... Junior brother... be gentle... She gasped quietly
Zhong Qin'er felt that her nipples seemed to be electrocuted, soft and numb, comfortable and painful, but she was extremely enjoyable.
He said he wanted her to call him junior brother. She usually called her junior brother at the most, but when she was in love, she especially liked to follow him, and Rong Yuan felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart.
They had just experienced a vivid love story. Although it was the first time Zhong Qin'er also tasted the fun. At this moment, her body was astonishingly sensitive. How could she bear such stimulation?
The red light from his fingertips slowly penetrated into her heart, the ice blue color of the skin faded away, and her brows gradually stretched out.
Is it comfortable? Rong Yuan approached her and asked with a faint expression
Zhong Qin'er raised her eyes and looked at his face that was close to her. Seeing that he was still as cold as frost, she felt fierce in her heart and gasped: What should I do next?
All major immortal sects actually have their own dual cultivation rules. For example, like the Tianshan School, unless they decide to stay together for life, ordinary disciples will not receive dual cultivation rules.
Other sects are actually similar, but they can't help but some young couples practice privately, and dual cultivation can indeed improve their cultivation. Many times they just turn a blind eye.
Although she and Su Mu were already engaged, the master has always demanded very strictly on them and insisted on waiting until after marriage to give dual practices.
The situation between her and Rong Yuan is extremely special. Others rely on dual cultivation to improve their cultivation, but they are trying to eliminate the marks left by the demon world on their bodies.
The demon world even pursues the method of dual cultivation, but most men use women as furnaces and cauldrons and practice the technique of collecting yin and replenishing yang. They often use it as soon as they are used, and it is not too much to say that it is a toy.
Rong Yuan has been in the Demon Realm for many years, so I'm afraid that she has the same idea.
Thinking of this, Zhong Qin'er's breathing gradually calmed down
Seeing the annoyance that could not be concealed in her eyes, Rong Yuan couldn't help but smile, Senior sister, don't be anxious...
He bent down, still holding her snow breasts with one hand, and his warm breath brushed on the buds on the other side of her, soft, but itchy
It slowly became hard in his sight, and stood up sweetly. He gradually softened his eyes and murmured in a low voice: I will teach you slowly...
Zhong Qin'er stared at his lowered face, but her eyes slowly became colder.
It's hard to say who is whose furnace is
The bright blue ice ridges are like bamboo shoots coming one after another after the rain. They emerge from the ground one by one, appearing densely on the ground, crystal clear, beautiful but charming
Earth's cold...
Rong Yuan opened his eyes, his voice was slightly deep, and he lowered his eyes slightly. A flash of light from the slender crow eyelashes passed away.
What a pity he sighed softly
The Demon Lord Zipin led the demons to occupy one side, opening the mysterious demon realm that had not been opened for thousands of years, and slowly strengthening the demon realm.
Later, he suffered from the world and suffered from the creatures. Finally, he was strangled by the major immortal sects. The only remaining wisp of soul lingers in the world for several years, and finally he was completely sealed.
There were very few people who survived by using their own body to seal the demons. The head of the Tianshan Sect and Zhong Qiner were one of them.
Diyong Hanbing was the unique skill of the Demon Lord back then. For some reason, he actually made such a heavy move against Zhong Qiner.
The remaining power of the cold poison is still so powerful, it is a miracle that she can survive.
Rong Yuan's eyes flashed, and he looked at Zhong Qin'er lying on the stone platform. She frowned tightly, her face was painful, her breathing became more and more rapid, and a soft ice blue color appeared on her whole body.
Rong Yuan raised his hand and held her delicate jade foot in the palm of his hand, and said softly: Senior sister, fortunately, I am the one you met.
Her skin was smooth and soft and boneless. He remembered the jellyfish he had seen in the ocean before. It was also so charming, ice blue. It seemed gentle and charming, but in fact it was covered with poisonous silk. It could stop breathing after stinging. It was beautiful and fatal.
Thinking of this, Rong Yuan smiled silently, looked at her with an incomparable pity. He slowly pulled down the thin shirt that was wrapped around her, revealing his beautiful and white body again.
He raised his hand, his eyes stern, his eyes rushing like red flames, and the jade-colored fingertips staring at him gradually dyed a layer of bright red
He took a deep breath, his fingertips rotated, and a bright red flame jumped out, gradually turning into a charming red lotus, like a bud that was about to bloom, not yet fully blooming.
He held the red lotus and suddenly raised his hand, pinched her left chest, and his broad palms gathered her plump and roundness, rubbed her hard.
Ah…Ah…Hmm…
It was obviously uncomfortable to exert such force, but his hands were too warm. Zhong Qin'er closed her eyes slightly and couldn't help but moan.
His fingertips were facing down, his five fingers wrapped around his plump breasts and pinched them. His smooth skin even leaked out from his fingers, which was amazingly beautiful
She had a figure with a big breasted wasp waist, but she was so well concealed on weekdays. When her clothes were all gone, her trembling breasts would jump out, not to mention how attractive it was.
Rong Yuan looked at it, his eyes became deeper and deeper. His two slender fingers began to rub the pink nipple. The thin cocoon on his fingertips stimulated the delicate stamen to immediately become hard, and the color gradually became bright red by him.
Be gentle... Junior brother... be gentle... She gasped quietly
Zhong Qin'er felt that her nipples seemed to be electrocuted, soft and numb, comfortable and painful, but she was extremely enjoyable.
He said he wanted her to call him junior brother. She usually called her junior brother at the most, but when she was in love, she especially liked to follow him, and Rong Yuan felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart.
They had just experienced a vivid love story. Although it was the first time Zhong Qin'er also tasted the fun. At this moment, her body was astonishingly sensitive. How could she bear such stimulation?
The red light from his fingertips slowly penetrated into her heart, the ice blue color of the skin faded away, and her brows gradually stretched out.
Is it comfortable? Rong Yuan approached her and asked with a faint expression
Zhong Qin'er raised her eyes and looked at his face that was close to her. Seeing that he was still as cold as frost, she felt fierce in her heart and gasped: What should I do next?
All major immortal sects actually have their own dual cultivation rules. For example, like the Tianshan School, unless they decide to stay together for life, ordinary disciples will not receive dual cultivation rules.
Other sects are actually similar, but they can't help but some young couples practice privately, and dual cultivation can indeed improve their cultivation. Many times they just turn a blind eye.
Although she and Su Mu were already engaged, the master has always demanded very strictly on them and insisted on waiting until after marriage to give dual practices.
The situation between her and Rong Yuan is extremely special. Others rely on dual cultivation to improve their cultivation, but they are trying to eliminate the marks left by the demon world on their bodies.
The demon world even pursues the method of dual cultivation, but most men use women as furnaces and cauldrons and practice the technique of collecting yin and replenishing yang. They often use it as soon as they are used, and it is not too much to say that it is a toy.
Rong Yuan has been in the Demon Realm for many years, so I'm afraid that she has the same idea.
Thinking of this, Zhong Qin'er's breathing gradually calmed down
Seeing the annoyance that could not be concealed in her eyes, Rong Yuan couldn't help but smile, Senior sister, don't be anxious...
He bent down, still holding her snow breasts with one hand, and his warm breath brushed on the buds on the other side of her, soft, but itchy
It slowly became hard in his sight, and stood up sweetly. He gradually softened his eyes and murmured in a low voice: I will teach you slowly...
Zhong Qin'er stared at his lowered face, but her eyes slowly became colder.
It's hard to say who is whose furnace is
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