Chapter 16 Glass Lantern (Part 1)

The fluorescent Gu can pass through all obstacles. I tried to reach out to catch them at night, but my palm couldn't hold them at all. In the end, I was covered in hot sweat.

She began to calm down and carefully recall everything about the fluorescent Gu that night.

The Gu insect was summoned by the young master, and eventually turned into a peony as he wished. During this period, he did not activate his true energy.

So how did he control the insects?

Evening Mèi closed his eyes, and also learned from the young master to spread his palms, recalling how the fluorescent Gu flew into his palms that day.

There was a silence around her, and her heart calmed down. When she opened her eyes, she found a faint light in front of her. The dozen or so fluorescent Gu were really flying from afar, less than one foot from her palm.

Thought, it turned out that the one who controlled the fluorescent Gu turned out to be the thought. She suddenly realized that she felt aroused in her heart. The fluorescent Gu immediately looked like a fluorescent fluff.

So Wanmie had to hold his breath, spread his palms and forget everything, closed his eyes and imagine how the fluorescent Gu formed a ball in his palm.

Many times she is only one step away from success, but she can't help but feel secretly happy and always loses her mind at the critical moment.

Time flows away like sand. The young master turned over on the couch, and he paused in the evening, knowing that he would wake up soon

At the critical moment, she remembered the swing that night, and the Liu Ying, who witnessed the mistress's intentions.

If I have a heart for him, please don’t fly away. She recited silently in her heart, and suddenly the summer breeze that night surged in her heart, blowing all the troubles away

The fluorescent Gu finally gathered, and formed a glimmer of light in her palm, just like the fluorescent that stopped on her chest that night

Evening held his breath, slowly approached the young master's face, and finally saw his appearance clearly before he opened his eyes.

It was a face that was much younger than I thought, with a firm nose and straight eyebrows. It should be a hero with a strong spirit

But for some reason, I saw the loneliness of Luo Suo from this face, a loneliness of being with perseverance.

Is it because his lips are pale or his eyebrows are too close? I can't figure out what caused him to develop this lonely temperament. His heart throbbed slightly, and the fluorescent Gu immediately scattered.

At this time, the young master opened his eyes, spread his palms and held the fluorescent Gu

So I saw his eyes, a pair of eyes that were darker than the night and farther away than the sky

Congratulations on keeping your shadow. The young master held the fluorescent Gu and spoke in a low voice. His eyes had no focus. He walked through your body, as if he was looking at you in the depths of your soul. Because he saw through everything, he was indifferent.

I entered the illusion of falling into the illusion and was deeply attracted by those eyes. I could not believe that the owner of these eyes was blind

Go back and wait until it becomes Tiansha, I will teach you martial arts and pass on the "Divine Power" to you. Then the young master added another sentence

I was still lost in my heart late, and after I resigned, I realized what he had said just now

Teach her martial arts, but he actually wants to teach her martial arts personally

Evening was shocked, and when he looked back, the glimmer of light was gone, and the man and everything about him disappeared into the darkness again

The days after that were a little hard to bear. I started to have thoughts at night, so I always felt that the days were long and the chances of becoming a god-killing are slim.

The opportunity came in early autumn of the second year. I sighed a long sigh when I received the news, and I looked very carefully when I read the information.

Yan Zifeng saw that at the end, she used her finger to circle the name: Is this mission to kill this person?

The mistress shook her head: Killing Yan Zifeng is the task of killing Caiwu. What you have to do is to make her fail this mission and become her third failed mission.

Evening mèi looked at the mistress, and the two of them were chilling in their hearts at the same time, and they lowered their heads at the same time

The female killer in the Ghost Gate can only miss twice, and the third failure means death

Cai Wu entered the Ghost Sect at the same time as Cai Luo, and has been in the Ghost Sect for a full twenty years.

The flowers are only a hundred days old, and the end of the color withering is death

Evening mèi sighed and put his hand on the shoulder of the little three: Let's go, don't worry, I will definitely not be the second Caiwu

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Yan Mansion District Room, a glass lamp emits light, illuminating the cold floor room with a slight warmth.

At night, dipped the white cloth with warm water, untied the woman's clothes in front of her, and started scrubbing from her neck

The woman has delicate skin, long neck and graceful figure. She washes it carefully at night and doesn't even leak behind her ears.

But Yan Zifeng was not satisfied on the side and grabbed the cloth: You are so ignorant of the slightest and seriousness that you will hurt her, and you still remember that she is afraid of the cold, and the water is obviously not hot enough

In the evening, Mèi quickly added hot water, but the water was so hot that it could not be done. Yan Zifeng was satisfied and wiped the woman with a cloth dipped in water.

The woman's breasts were small and firm, and he was lingering on it, but the nipple didn't respond, and it was still a black bean paste color, without any intention of standing up.

Then there was the arm, the slender and slender arm. Yan Zifeng stayed on the inside of the forearm for a long time, and his breathing began to become heavier.

Behind the arms is the private parts, pink flower holes and slightly dry hair. Although it is quiet, it is still infinitely confusing. Yan Zifeng stretched out his hand to support his forehead and threw the handkerchief to the night, asking her to clean it well.

Evening, Mèi bent down and squeezed the veil, washed her hair first, and then washed her vagina carefully. Her movements were gentle but her posture was seductive.

Yan Zifeng clenched his fists behind her: Since the gongsha is fake, then this place should be a complete one. I pity me, I am such a fool.

Evening, Mèi lowered his head and said nothing, the veil slightly reached into his private parts and whirled it inside.

Yan Zifeng suddenly burned up, pulled off her pants, and her fingers also whirled down her private parts.

I was exhausted at night and suddenly stood up and looked at him: What are you doing, I remember you said, I came to the mansion to serve your sister

Yan Zifeng smiled: But I remember you are from Wanhualou, and you are not a Qing Gong

Late mèi lowered his eyes: But what you give is the price of serving people

Then add another 100 taels Yan Zifeng lowered his head: You continue to wash yours

Evening mèi bent down and continued, the group behind him was lifted by Yan Zifeng, and two fingers were inserted into it.

After having pleasure, I gasped at night, barely lifted the wet veil and scrubbed the woman's thighs

Yan Zifeng pulled out his fingers at this time, put his hand into her collar and grabbed her nipples, rubbing them vigorously without any pity.

Continue to wash. Yan Zifeng whispered in the air while she was breathing in the evening: Continue to wash, remember not to hurt my sister

Evening mèi struggled to continue. When he rubbed his knee, Yan Zifeng's male root pushed in, and moved wildly behind her, like a roaring beast

Not long after, he ejaculated, and his semen mixed with late-mèi love juice and slowly slid down along the root of his legs.

At night, I supported myself and gasped on the woman's heels, while the woman closed her eyes slightly, her expression was still as well-behaved and gentle as she did not change at all.

Of course she wouldn't react, and she laughed secretly because she was already a dead person

A woman who has been dead for a month is named Yanran, Yan Zifeng's biological sister with her father and mother

Don't you think she is watching us? Late Mèi looks back: It's too disrespectful to do such things in front of the dead

Yan Zifeng lowered his head and smiled, smiling viciously and resentful: She said you are looking at me, Xiaoran, are you watching? If so, do you mind if I do it again?

I was dumbfounded and before I could prepare, Yan Zifeng rushed in again, in and out of her wet and slippery vagina, this time I finally sent her to orgasm

Have you ever tried to love someone? Yan Zifeng whispered in the void after orgasm: Have you ever tried to be betrayed by someone, have you ever heard such a big lie that it was a glass lamp as evidence, but the two of them fell in love with each other but were innocent until they died!

Evening mèi was stunned. Just as she turned around, Yan Zifeng had already leaned on her chest, trembling in her arms

Of course I've loved her. She hugged his shoulders: I'm working so hard to make money for my cousin, I hope he can make a name for himself.

Yan Zifeng laughed when he heard this, and laughed like a demon. He took a step back and pressed the Yanyue Knife on his waist.

Wanmèi knew he wanted to vent his sword, so he quickly took a few steps back

The Yanyue Dao is unique in the world. The master of the knife is crazy and perverse. He guards his own sister and says he will never marry for life. Everyone in the world knows these things, and I don’t know how many people laugh at him for being confused and being worse than beasts.

But no one knew that there was always a glass lamp in Yanran's room, a slightly yellow glass lamp that once shone for their parents.

As she said, this lamp watched them abide by etiquette and law, and although they were in a bad mood, they could be kept clear until they died.

Of course, she knew that Yan Yue's sword technique was strong and easy to lose control and produce magical intentions.

Now Yan Zifeng in front of him has already had the magical intention. The crazy flame moon sword dance is only a ray of distance from being possessed by the devil.

Wanmèi sneered, knowing that all this must be Cai Wu's design, so he didn't turn around and looked at the glass lamp

The glass lamp is still crystal clear, but the person illuminated is no longer innocent. He lost his mind at night and suddenly felt a little sad.

There was a sound outside the floor. A woman's cheerful voice came in. She carried a wine pot and walked into the door: Buy drunk, who will accompany me to buy drunk today

I naturally bowed my head because I was not afraid of being recognized by others, but she recognized the woman in front of me, and it was indeed Cai Wu

A few days ago, the mistress left a message to warn Yan Zifeng, warning someone to kill him, and the killer was a woman.

But Caiwu still walked into the door with a grand manner. Two days ago, she took the wine and pretended to be crazy. She wiped off the gongsand on Yanran's arm with potion.

As soon as he made a move, he hit Yan Zifeng's fatal hole. Wanmie secretly sighed, knowing that this is also a difficult opponent.

When Cai Wu came in, she felt trembling when she saw her. She was stunned for a while before she opened the wine pot, so that the fragrance of bamboo leaves filled the room.

What if I am drunk today? She looked at Yan Zifeng with a squinted look: Sad people are still sad people, I am still a pitiful person who has been let down, you are still a love between life and death

Yan Zifeng smiled, picked up the wine pot and raised his head to drink. This time, he no longer suspected that the wine was poisonous.

Wrong He narrowed his eyes and shook his hand: Now we should be two poor people who have been let down.

Cai Wu nodded, and began to feel annoyed when she raised her neck

It’s a pity, it’s a pity that I didn’t expect Yan Zifeng to get out of the trap so easily, but it’s a pity that there is no poison in the wine.