Chapter 3 Elegant Recitation

You mean, the purple-clothed sword flew towards the north of the city?In Yanbo Mansion, Su Yue's face was heavy, the young lady was not there, and the little emperor also ran away with the fool. As a result, the pressure from the entire Ming Dynasty court was pressing on her shoulders. At that time, she was still handling government affairs in the palace. When she returned to the mansion, she heard Xiao Nian say that the purple-clad sword had actually moved!

It was true, Nian'er also knew the importance of the sword, but unfortunately it flew too fast, otherwise I would have caught up with it.Xiao Nian shook his head and said: Sister Su Yue, is there something wrong with that Sister Feng?

The purple-clothed sword is Feng Mei’s fate. If there is any abnormal movement, it means that Feng Mei is having a strange phenomenon. Perhaps, she is really in Nanjing.Su Yue murmured to herself but shook her head: No, the message from the Beggar Gang disciple said that there was a Manichae demon in the Li Palace, while the Li Palace was in the south of the city, which was several dozen miles apart from the south to the north. This... Even Su Yue couldn't guess what happened, but her usual light face was a little worried at this moment. She vaguely felt that the undercurrents in the Nanjing city, and one step was careless.

Since there is no clue in the north of the city, let’s start with the Li Palace.Su Yue thought to herself that she sent Xiao Nian away and went to the Yuezi, who seemed to be in good business.

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The city of Lujiang was full of hunger and refugees were swallowed by the home after the collapse of Qingxuba. In addition, the city of Shouchun was destroyed, and the entire north of Lujiang was trapped in the hands of the northern country, and the haze and fatigue filled the streets and alleys of Lujiang.

Xiao Qi felt a little uncomfortable when he looked at the refugees all over the ground. He had seen such scenes with Qin Huasuyue and his party when Yanmen Pass was broken, but he always felt that the scene in front of him was even more desperate.

The refugees at that time experienced the invasion of the Guifang clan. They had hope in their hearts. They knew that as long as they arrived in the south, the court would not ignore them.

But now, there is a court in the south and a court in the north, and the two sides are fighting hard, and even the Qingxu Dam has been dug. The danger of man-made disasters is even worse than that of the ghost wolf in the north.

Xiao Qi suppressed the anger in his heart and quickly walked towards the largest inn in Lujiang City. He went up to the third floor and stopped at the door of the upper room in the innermost part. He was about to raise his hand to knock on the door, but his right hand had just raised, but suddenly stopped. He, who had always been respectful, couldn't help but feel some bad thoughts at this moment. The teacher was in the room, and he didn't know what she was busy with on weekdays.

His index finger slightly poked a small hole in the door curtain, lowered his head and put a small eye on it, looked up, but he saw the smoke in the room, chaotic, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Come in.The teacher's voice passed by Xiao Qi's ears, without joy or sorrow, and it was still as calm as the wind and wind.

Xiao Qi pushed open the door awkwardly, but saw that there was indeed a lingering wave in the room. He could see a few screens standing in the middle of the door, completely blocking the scene in the boudoir. However, although the screen was one or two people tall, it was not as high as the roof. There was a mist coming from the screen. I guess the mist came from behind the screen.

teacher.Xiao Qixiu thought that the teacher bowed to the screen after the screen.

What happened to you inquire about the news?Mu Zhu's clear voice came from behind the screen, which was still so fresh and moving.

Xiao Qi said that he did not dare to be negligent in his work, and quickly replied: Qi'er went to Lujiang Prefecture and took some tokens to him. He only said that it was a secret spy sent by Nanjing Prefecture. Then the prefect Li talked about the current situation. Since the Qingxueba was destroyed, the people were escorted by the army to evacuate. Therefore, the city of Shouchun was broken. The Northern Army immediately blocked the news, and there was almost no news about Jingxue and Han Xian and other generals. It is said that a few days ago, General Jingxue seemed to have led people to recapture Shouchun again, but a few days later, he took it back by the Northern Army. In short, the Northern Army surrounded Shouchun like an iron barrel, and our scouts could not get in at all.

Mu Zhu heard this but there was no movement. Although it was through the screen, Xiao Qi could also feel the teacher's worries at this time. Although he tried to make himself more hopeful, how could the teacher not know Jingxue's situation at this moment. He was trapped alone and could still circulate with Ye Bahuang and others for several days, and even be able to seize Shouchun. Jingxue did everything she could do, but Nan Ming was really no longer able to send troops, and Jingxue was alone and had no help. At this moment, it was probably a lot of luck.

With a whistle, Xiao Qi heard a sound that seemed to be rippling water. Reminding the mist coming from the screen, Xiao Qi then realized: Old, teacher, are you here?

You go down, Mu Zhu finally spoke.

The water waves slipped between words and words: Let's go to Shouchun to rest tomorrow.

Yes, the teacher also takes a break early.Xiao Qi bowed and slowly retreated.

But his mind was constantly thinking about what kind of scene would be behind the screen, the teacher's peerless fairy face, sitting in the bathtub with a fragrant shoulder halfway. Hiss As soon as he thought of this, Xiao Qi quickly stopped his imagination and took a few steps, for fear that the teacher would see his thoughts at this moment.

As soon as Xiao Qi left, Mu Zhu stood up from the bathtub. His naked body was stained with countless fragrant water stains, his body was full, and his feet slowly stepped out of the bathtub. At this moment, Mu Zhu was undoubtedly the most beautiful in the world. There were countless beauties in this world. Some liked to be thin and weak, some like plump and noble, some liked to be charming, and some liked to be cold and frosty, but for the owner of Yanbo Tower, Ye Qinglan, there can only be one word to describe perfection!

From hair to face, from posture to temperament, Ye Qinglan undoubtedly cannot find any flaws. However, no one can see this beautiful scene in the world. Mu Zhu moved his lotus step lightly, walked to the head of the bed and picked up his white fairy skirt and put it on. At this time, Mu Zhu was no longer the master of Yanbo in front of the person, nor the majestic and strict teacher. She was like other girls in this world, gently lifted her legs and slowly put on the underwear, covering the most moving corner of her jade body, holding the underwear lightly, and every movement was so soothing and moving, until she was dressed in the palace fairy skirt on her body neatly that she walked out from behind the screen.

There was still a rosy sucking in warm water on my face, and the fragrance of bathing was still floating on my body. I walked slowly a few steps and sat upright on the table, but I called out as if I were talking to myself: Come in.

The door opened lightly, but a black shadow broke in. The person who came was covered in black scarf, silently, as if the shadow in the dark night was not discovered if she had not walked into the room on her own initiative.

Qin Hua greeted the lady.

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On the outskirts of Shouchun City, a simple house on the side of the barren mountain was originally a place where local hunters lived, but at this moment, there were crowds of people.

From the foot of the mountain to the side of the mountain, it was surrounded by the Northern Army. From the foot of the mountain to the house, the army was divided into two rows, separated by a three-foot road. Xiao Yi stepped here and reached the house on the side of the mountain.

Wow... Wow Before he approached, Xiao Yi heard a baby crying. Xiao Yi felt a warmth in his heart and hurriedly walked in, but saw He Ruoxue, who was guarding the door, coming forward with envy: Congratulations to Master, mother and son for safety.

Xiao Yi was even more happy when he heard this. He quickly lifted the curtain and entered the room. In the simple room, Nangong sat lazily on the head of the bed, his face flushed with a slight sweat stain. Even this southern goddess couldn't bear the pain of giving birth. Her red-sleeved long skirt was already broken, and her whole body of spring appeared and disappeared with the holes in her clothes, especially the pair of proud breasts on her chest. A circle of faint areola could be seen near a small hole, which was very charming.

At this moment, she was holding the baby in her arms with a warm face. Although she was born with humiliation and hatred by Xiao Yi, it was her flesh and blood after all. Nangong Milui has imagined how to treat this child who will be born unlucky in the future many times. But when she really picked up this little life, she gradually felt relieved. Mother, son, mother and son, no matter what, this is a piece of flesh in her heart.

However, the short-term warmth was broken by Xiao Yi's arrival. Nangong raised his eyebrows, but turned his back. The hand holding the baby in his arms couldn't help but tighten, but he didn't know how to deal with it.

They said that when the child is born, they have to wash and change into clean clothes. I have brought a few confinement nannies and wet nurses. You give the child to Ruoxue first and return it to you later.Although he was controlled by the mother and mother Gu, for some reason, Xiao Yi was unwilling to impose an order at this moment. His voice became much softer, as if he was seeking Nangong's opinion.

Nangong Milu pursed his lips, looked down at the child who was still covered in blood, and finally nodded with difficulty.

Seeing this, Xiao Yi was overjoyed and hurriedly called out: Come on, Ruoxue.As he said that, he wanted to reach out to take the baby in Nangong's hand, but Nangong Milu ignored it. It was not until He Ruoxue walked in that he carefully handed the baby to her, and there was no demeanor of the Southern Xinjiang goddess who once looked down on the world.

After He Ruoxue walked out with the baby in his arms, Xiao Yi and Nangong were left in the room. The atmosphere fell into silence again for a while. Xiao Yi waited for a while and finally said: Are you...so good in good health?

... Nangong Milu still said nothing.

Xiao Yi was a little embarrassed, and then he said with a tough look: My master Ye Bahuang has already sensed that Mu Zhu had arrived in Lujiang City. A big battle will inevitably occur at that time. Although we have made complete preparations, the master is still unsure.

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I am the emperor now, and Jiangbei has been fully under my control. If I can defeat Mu Zhu, it will be easy to defeat Jiangnan. By then, our child will be the crown prince, and the future crown prince...

From now on, I will no longer seek revenge from you. Would you please let me take my children to retreat to southern Xinjiang?Nangong Milu interrupted his dream. This was the first time Xiao Yi had spoken since the mother-child Gu in her body was lifted.

You... Seeing her like this, Xiao Yi wanted to refuse bluntly, but when he thought of the crying baby, he had to say hello: I know you can't accept it for the time being, but this time he faces Mu Zhu...

Do you want me to help you deal with Yanbolou?Nangong's blurred voice gradually became colder, but it directly expressed Xiao Yi's heart: You are the mother Gu, what you want me to do is just a command, so why do you act so hypocritical?

Xiao Yi was even more embarrassed when he heard this. As Nangong said, he and Ye Bahuang had been preparing for this battle with Mu Zhu for a long time, but he was still unsure. If this Southern Xinjiang goddess who knew a lot about Mu Zhu, the situation might be much better. However, this mother-child Gu was a witchcraft after all. After the seal last time, Xiao Yi was also a little worried about the mother-child Gu, and couldn't help but start trying to tent in Nangong's whisper: Your and my affairs have become a fact. If you are willing to help me sincerely, I will treat you sincerely in the future. At that time, the Yanbo Tower was destroyed, and the whole world was my hands. There will be no previous grudges between you and me.Whether you follow me into the palace and enjoy all the glory, or retire to the mountains and forests to retreat to southern Xinjiang, I will not make things difficult for you.

... Unexpectedly, Nangong Milu did not refuse immediately, but fell into silence again.

Seeing that she seemed to be loose, Xiao Yi quickly said: Think about it alone first, I will go see the children, and let them deliver the children later.

Xiao Yi quickly got up and retreated. When he reached the door, he heard a cold and melancholy: Mu Zhu's realm is unparalleled in the world. Even if you order me to fight against him with the mother and son, it will be useless.

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A cup of tea, a plate of sweet cake, a small table, and a book of "The Book of Songs". This is Murong Erya's idle day. Since marrying into the Wu family, Murong Erya's life has been easy. Although she has experienced the deaths of her grandfathers in the past year, she already has a husband's family. Her husband is the humerus in the court and is the youngest minister of the Ministry of Personnel in the Southern Ming Dynasty. If nothing unexpected happens, she will definitely replace her father Wu Lian and become one of the six youngest ministers of the Southern Ming Dynasty. It is only a matter of time before she becomes a marquis and a prime minister in the future.

When she thought of her husband Wu Yue, Murong Erya couldn't help but turn red. This husband was once rumored to be a romantic son who often lingered in the tile houses of the tile houses. However, since she married into the Wu family, Wu Yue treated her very well. In the past year, she was busy with political affairs and accompanied her at home. Apart from asking for a lot of things about the bed brother, she had no other bad records. On the contrary, her husband was loyal to the country and offered plans to cause her to suffer heavy losses when he went south. After the capital was broken, he led all officials to the south. His character was not inferior to that of the ancestor of the Murong family, so Erya admired and loved this husband even more.

However, Wu Yue's actions have changed a little recently. In the past, whenever he went to court, Wu Yue would accompany her to walk in her yard, either accompany her to write poems, make fun of her, or be excited, and coax her into bed to do the sluggish thing after a few words. When he thought of her husband's various tricks on the bed, Murong Erya felt a little red and red.

But in recent days, Wu Yue has not returned home for a long time after going to court, and at night, it is difficult to have the interest to do the couple's affairs. This makes Erya wonder: Could it be that the affairs in the court have been complicated recently, and the husband has some effort?

It was night again, and Wu Yue returned to the mansion with a tired look on his face. Seeing Erya, he nodded slightly and said: Madam, today, my colleagues in the court gathered together, and it was a little late to come back.

Murong Erya smiled gently, stepped forward and dusted his robe, and said softly: Husband is busy with national affairs, so don’t care about me.

Wu Yue laughed in his heart: Hehe, it’s a bit hard for his husband, but it’s not for the sake of national affairs, but for the purple-clothed swordsman in Yanbolou in that small house.Seeing Murong Erya thinking he brought him hot tea, he drank it for a moment, and then said: It's getting late today. Erya, let's take a break earlier.

Um.Erya whispered softly, but she thought that whenever her husband rested, he would torture herself in various shameful postures, and she couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

But Wu Yue no longer had the energy to love this virtuous wife. He quickly took off his robe, hugged Erya and went to the warm bed. With the big quilt covered, he lie down in a regular manner.

Erya was prepared to be tortured, but it was obvious that Wu Yue didn't seem to have such an intention. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, so he took the initiative to take Wu Yue's hand and whispered: Husband, how do you think you can get pregnant with a child?

Wu Yue did not open his eyes and replied casually: If you spend more time with your husband, you will naturally have a child.

But... I've been with you so many times.Murong Erya spoke in her voice. Although she had long become a woman, she still couldn't speak those shameful words.

This is not enough. Let's be more diligent in the future so that you can get pregnant as soon as possible.Although Wu Yue said that, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. On the wedding night that day, Murong Erya's virginity was taken away by the people and the greedy wolf. In his heart, he was already a broken flower and willow. If this girl had not been outstanding in appearance and was the only daughter of the Murong family who was posthumously named as a hero, Wu Yue would have swept her out with a divorce letter. Now it is the time for his promotion. He still needs the support of Murong Yi's school earlier, so he has been restrained and endured until now. Although this is the case, he does not want Murong Erya to get pregnant too early to avoid giving birth to other people's blood. During this year, he often added some contraceptive drugs to her tea drinks. Therefore, although he has trained this gentle and beautiful wife for arbitrarily over the past year, Erya has not been able to conceive a fetus.

Husband, will you go... just because Erya is not good at being so strong... But Murong Erya thought of something else and whispered unconsciously: In fact, if my husband wants to take a concubine, Erya... Erya has no objection.

Wu Yue was shocked when he heard this, but he didn't expect that the daughter of the Murong family had such a bright mind. He couldn't help but smile and said: How could Erya have such an idea?

My husband is very tired these days and it’s too late to go home. I... If my husband has another woman outside, as long as he is a good girl, he will bring her back. Erya doesn’t mind.

Just kidding, Qin Feng is your "old lover" before, there are terrible women living next door in Yanbolou. How could I bring her back as a concubine?Wu Yue secretly agreed to it in his heart and said to himself: Erya is worried too much. He has been a little tired recently and has no other thoughts. It’s getting late. Let’s take a break early today.

Erya didn't say anything again when she heard this, but a few tears came out of her eyes unconsciously. She could say this just now because she had already smelled the smell of a woman on her husband. She thought that her enlightened remarks would be exchanged for her husband's frankness, but she never thought that he was still insisting on hiding it. This made Erya feel unhappy, but based on the moral character of women, Erya naturally stopped talking, leaned gently and fell asleep slowly.

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The Murong Mansion in the north of the city has now been neglected. The Murong family, which once had many disciples, became much quieter with the departure of the two old masters. However, Xiao Qi chased the Murong family to be full of heroes, so the Murong Du family had to rebuild the Murong Mansion and chose a few distant children to adopt them, which was also considered to be the incense of the Murong family.

Although Murong Erya is already married as a wife, she will come back to see her from time to time. Murong Mansion is located in the north of Nanjing City.

Mother, don’t worry, Erya will go home now and come to visit again next day.Murong Erya bid farewell to her mother who was reluctant to leave, and stepped into the sedan chair lightly. When she was about to get up and move forward, she saw a familiar sound through a corner of the curtain. Murong Erya hurriedly lifted the curtain, but her body shook. Although the sound disappeared very quickly, how could the husband who had been with him for a year not be ignorant of the figure. Murong Erya thought to herself: Could it be that your husband learned the "golden house to hide the beauty" and raised the woman here?Although Murong Erya felt sad, she felt relieved after a little pondering: Since she could not keep her, she took the initiative to take her back to the house, so that she could fully understand her husband's wishes.He immediately ordered to the sedan chair driver: Go to the alley ahead.

The alley in front was twisting and turns, but the sedan was not sure where to go. Murong Erya got off the car and walked forward on foot. Murong Erya was meticulous and knew that her husband had been luxurious since childhood, so she could not buy those simple houses. At this time, she deliberately hid and would definitely find the remote courtyard. Therefore, she walked slowly along the way and looked around. Finally, she stopped in front of a unique courtyard and winked at the maid Lian'er beside her. Lian'er was about to knock on the door, but found that the door had opened by herself before it knocked.

Erya suddenly thought that if his husband was doing that irritable thing at this moment, it would be bad if his servants saw it. He immediately plucked up the courage and said: Lian'er, you are waiting for me outside the door.After saying that, he walked towards the courtyard alone.

The courtyard is indeed unique. Although it is not as fresh and elegant as the Chen family courtyard, it is extremely spacious and livable between the alleys of this private house. Erya walked in the courtyard, but felt that there was a strange fishy smell in the air in the courtyard. Erya suppressed the discomfort in her heart and walked towards the cottage north of the courtyard. Before she got close, she could faintly hear the lewd sounds coming from the house:

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Erya's face turned red as soon as she heard it: Why is husband like this? The blue sky and white sun are ridiculous. Erya is both ashamed and angry. The woman's moans became more and more rapid. The closer Erya gets, she vaguely feels that the sound is a little familiar.

Erya boldly approached the cottage, gently pushed open the door, stepped into it carefully, and walked towards the room.

The obsession between men and women in the room continued, but Erya no longer cared about Wu Yue's absurd behavior. In her mind, the string that seemed to have a broken root suddenly pulled up, as if she was constantly recalling something.

The men and women on the bed did not pause because of her arrival. Wu Yue pressed the woman under her body and was about to reach orgasm. Her lower body was thrusting like crazy, making continuous sounds of slap and slap. The woman was blocked by Wu Yue, which made Erya not see it clearly, but everything was reflected in her mind when Erya saw the purple-clad sword on the table.

Little girl Murong Erya, thank you for your kindness!Yàn The first time we met in the ancient road of Beijing, the handsome young man Her saves beauty. At that moment, Murong Erya was already in love with her.

Mr. Qin, it seems that there are a lot of people here, so let's go back.Tai'an Wangyue Wulin Club, Qin Feng came with Erya, Erya felt timid, Qin Feng said one sentence: Don't you want to see me use a sword?I will use it for you today.Immediately, I fought against all the heroes in the world, and my heroic style was unparalleled.

Let’s try Erya’s craftsmanship?In a small restaurant in the suburbs of Beijing, Murong Erya took off his official parents' long skirt, put on a coarse cloth apron, and brought a food box for Qinfeng with three plates of delicacies and a pot of freshly brewed pear blossoms. That day, this was the first time Murong Erya showed her voice in front of others: Erya only thought of being alone in this suburbs of tavern, without having to show up, just being an ordinary cook, and reading books and reading, and busy with oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, is also a joy in life.Erya's sister has a good mood, but Qin Feng is not as good as Qin Feng.If you can find someone who knows skills, then Erya will have no regrets in this life.But Murong Erya didn't know that that was the last time she and Qin Feng. Since then, the purple-clothed swordsman in her heart has hidden in the capital, missing, and she has never seen him again.

Even so, Murong Erya could vaguely feel the crisis around her, and when someone stood up, wearing a purple dress and a long sword, standing in front of her to shelter her from the wind and rain.

It was like the dream she had that night:

She dreamed that the fallen flower boy who was very harmful to others in the capital came to her residence. Just when she was about to make a mistake in her, the purple-clothed sword came. It was so fast that it was knocked back with one sword. If it weren't for taking care of herself, the fallen flower boy must have become the dead soul under the sword.

It was also like the dream she had on her wedding night, she dreamed of a person exactly like Mr. Qin...

Wedding night?The more Murong Erya recalled, the more she felt a headache. She hugged her hands faintly on her head. On her wedding night?

Isn’t it because the husband said that the couple is in love, but she feels unbearable in pain and faints?

The deeper the thoughts, the more painful it became, the more painful it became. Murong Erya only felt two extremely ugly faces flashing through her mind. One of them was dark all over, her face was as deep as a hungry wolf, her eyes were deep, her lips and nose were raised, which was so scary. The other was even more ugly as a pig, with a bloated body and a big belly. The two ugliest people in the world were rushing towards her at the same time. One of them held their hands and feet, and the other began to strip her clothes. Murong Erya kept struggling to resist but still couldn't get rid of it. She kept shaking her head and cried but it was useless. The shaking head couldn't help but turn it to the door, but she was seeing the person standing at the door.

Ah!Murong Erya screamed, she couldn't believe that the person standing at the door was her husband. Wu Yue's face was cold at that time. Not only did he not save the fire, but he looked gloating. He did not have the gentleness and consideration he cared for her for the past year.

No, no.But Murong Erya didn't know that the love-forgetful pill she took that day had dissipated with time. Today, by chance, I remembered the nightmare that happened on the wedding night a year ago because of seeing my old friend. Only then did she realize that she was not married. It was not her husband who took away her virginity, but two evil Manichae protectors, and her husband was not the hero who fought against the barbarians of the ghosts, but a despicable villain who had been colluding with Manichaeism for many years but had been two-faced.

How could Murong Erya hide the movements from Wu Yue, who had already taken Qin Feng and the Cangsheng's jealous cultivation for his own experience. He had already noticed it since Murong Erya entered the courtyard, but he had no intention of hiding it. Wu Yue, who had been practicing hard for many years but had no progress due to poor talent, suddenly felt the pleasure of reaching the sky. He needed to release it. However, there was Yanbo Tower in Nanjing, and he still needed to hide himself. Then the only thing that could help him release the pressure and evil was this weak wife.

Erya is indeed so understanding. She knows that she is looking forward to you to have a big quilt and bed together, so she found her.Wu Yue smiled indifferently, and suddenly rushed and thrust under his crotch. Then he stood up naked, stretched his right hand and five fingers together. Murong Erya felt that someone was pushing him behind him, and flew forward involuntarily, landing directly in Wu Yue's hand. Wu Yue grinned and pointed to the naked beauty on the bed and said: Come and see, Erya, this is your old acquaintance.

Murong Erya suddenly replied to her memory and saw the purple sword on the table. She didn't know that the naked beauty in front of her was the man she once loved deeply. Murong Erya felt even more sad. She was a woman who walked out of the poem. She grew up under the lingering of her father since she was a child. She only thought that this world was Lang Lang, but overnight, not only was her chastity humiliated, not only was her husband a villain, but even the men she liked became a man dressed as a man. It is difficult to distinguish between true and false in this world, whether it is good or evil, or even male or female.

While she was confused, Wu Yue had already hugged her, skillfully took off her robe with both hands, revealing her delicate light red underwear, Erya's fragrance slightly suppressed the bloody smell that had not yet dissipated in the room. Wu Yue raised his lips and pushed Erya towards Qin Feng, laughing: Hey, madam, I love you for my husband.

No, no... Erya, who has always been obedient to his husband, suddenly woke up. He felt that the person in front of him was not only insidious and cunning, but also extremely vulgar at this moment, without any love. Erya mustered up the courage, but he kept waving the pink fists in his hand and hit Wu Yue. However, Wu Yue had just achieved his magical power, how could Murong Erya take his unscrupulous resistance to heart? Wu Yue pulled his big hand and pulled off the remaining underwear on Erya's body, immediately revealing the pair of delicate breasts that he had played with all day: Humph, you don't know how to cherish your face, and I insist on using it.Immediately, I slapped Erya's face. Although I did not use internal force, it also made a loud bang on Erya's face, leaving a clearly visible five-finger mark.

Woo, no, no... Erya sobbed in a low voice, blocking her chest with her hands while covering her face with her hands. She felt a chaos in her mind. Suddenly, she remembered the woman beside her. She tried her best to control the feelings in her heart, turned her head and called: Qin, sister Qin, you, wake up quickly!

Murong Erya only thought that Qin Feng was attacked by Wu Yue, and with Wu Yue's cultivation level, how could he be the opponent of this Purple-Clothed Sword? However, she never expected that Qin Feng's blurred eyes just looked at her faintly, and then closed her eyes, without any other unnecessary movements.

Hey, it's really the same as a year ago. Even though she knew she was a rabbit, she still wanted to pay her back, and she didn't look at how her husband was fucked. You don't know, she was like you, and she was also a bitch. She was also broken by that fat pig. Not only that, she had been fucked by many men, and fell into my hands. Now she is a complete flesh slave.While Wu Yue said, he held up his penis and inserted it into Qin Feng's jade hole again. Qin Feng's expression, which was originally unscathed, suddenly changed as if he had been electrocuted. His eyes were in spring, and his mouth kept making a gentle whisper of Ah...Ah.

How about it, look, the once famous purple sword is now a bitch who wants to vent his body as soon as he hits my stick.Wu Yue laughed loudly and said the word "bitter", and Qin Feng seemed to be sensing something. While AhAh was screaming, he couldn't help but whine, just like the sound of a dog barking at midnight.

You let her go, let her go... Murong Erya didn't give up, and she didn't care about being naked at this time. She kept shaking Qin Feng's shoulders, hoping to awaken the purple-clothed sword that once held the sword in the world. However, no matter how she wailed, Qin Feng's eyes did not blink, and only cared about enduring Wu Yue's hard thrusting.

If she had lost her virginity and died of her cultivation, her sword heart was still the same. With her tenacious perseverance, Qin Feng almost reshapes her cultivation several times. Although she wanted to train her with her jealousy, Xiao Pingyin and even Chen Qiong, she was skillful in her skills, she could not destroy her sword heart in the end. As long as she had a sword in her heart, she would not surrender.

But at this moment, the sword in her heart was destroyed. Since she woke up from the thrusting and touching of her lower body, her energy was empty, and her cultivation had just been lost again. On her side was Zhao Qi'er, who was led as a confidant, and Zhao Qi'er, who had lived with her for three years but still held courtesy. He was dead, and his eyes had not been closed yet, and he could clearly see that he was being pressed under him and was humiliated by others. At this moment, Qin Feng's sword heart collapsed, and all efforts and persistence finally became a bubble.

The purple-clothed sword on the table was still alive, but the color of the sword had become dim.

Qin Feng's two jade legs were unconsciously wrapped around Wu Yue's tiger waist, and the two pearly little feet were together. With Wu Yue's thrust, even the cute toes were straightened. Wu Yue sprinted while pressing down his body, and pinched the pair of round snow breasts on Qin Feng's chest with both hands, kneading them into various shapes without any scruples. Murong Erya looked at her and felt that the breasts of this lover who used to dress as a man were actually a little taller than herself, and she couldn't help but feel even more sad: Mr. Qin is so handsome, how could I not see that she is actually a daughter?

However, Murong Erya didn't have time to think about it, but suddenly her body trembled. At some point, Wu Yue's masturbation hand climbing on Qin Feng's breasts attacked Erya. He pressed Erya to Qin Feng's side, and two fingers poked towards Erya's pussy.

AhAh... Ah, oh... As the masturbation hand was introduced, Erya felt that her whole body was no longer under control. Over the past year, Wu Yue had been training her body for a long time. Every time the bed brothers were very sensitive, Erya was very sensitive. When he tapped his fingers lightly, Erya no longer consciously hummed, accompanied by Qin Feng's moans, one by one, one by one, one by one, and one by one, and for a moment, the sound of lustful shouts resounded throughout the hut, just like a song circulating in this hidden courtyard.