When people were in Qin, they ruled the world

Chapter 447 The Tattooed Flame Spirit Princess
Gongsun Nie looked at Ying Zheng in front of her with a complicated expression. She was originally one of the strongest masters in the world, but at this moment she felt extremely powerless.

She used to think that she had reached the limit that a practitioner can achieve, but now she finds that the limit she has reached is only her own limit.

"Yes, it can only be His Majesty." Gongsun Nie sighed, giving up the last little unrealistic fantasy in his heart.

When Ying Zheng and Yan Lingji returned to Zhangtai Academy, it was already evening, and Xun Kuang was still asking Duanmurong for advice.

Because Xun Kuang is very clear that a little mistake in his plan will become a huge problem in the process of execution. If he makes more efforts at this time, he can make the school plan less difficult in the process of execution. Some mistakes.

For this he must be cautious.

Unfortunately, today's time has not given Xun Kuang a chance.

"Miss Duanmu, the old man will visit again tomorrow, please don't find me annoying, Miss Duanmu." Xun Kuang sent Ying Zheng and others out of the courtyard.

"If I can help Master Xun, I would be very willing, and I should not be bored." Duanmurong said reservedly.

"Mr. Xun, don't worry, things still need to be done step by step." Ying Zheng said.

"Your Majesty's words are very true. I am impatient." Xun Kuang said.

In the twilight, the car drove slowly out of Zhangtai Academy.

"Oops." In the spacious carriage, Yan Lingji suddenly let out an exclamation, which made Duanmu Rong, who was immersed in her own thoughts, startled.

"Your Majesty, I feel that something is crawling on my body, please help me see." In Duanmurong's sight, Yan Lingji tore off her dress in panic.

Duanmu Rong subconsciously looked away, and then realized that they were all women, but women from a family. Her reaction was too much, so she turned her head again and looked at the woman who had already turned her inside at this time. Yan Lingji with her clothes fully opened.

Duanmurong's first feeling was domineering, a kind of domineering that belonged to Yan Lingji. Even though she herself had good aptitude, she still felt inferior in front of Yan Lingji.

Especially in the case that Duanmurong has already fully accepted Yingzheng's preferences, this inferiority complex is extremely magnified.

Duan Murong forced herself to look away from Yan Lingji's deep ravine, and set her eyes on the black lines that made Yan Lingji scream.

On Yan Lingji's skin that was originally as translucent as suet white jade, there are more light black lines at this time, and those lines present an inexplicable charm, which combined into a kind of beauty on Yan Lingji's body. Inexplicable pattern.

what is that?Is it a tattoo?Duan Murong, who once followed Master Nian Duan to travel all over the world, and traveled most of the country of Qin alone, also has a good understanding of the customs of people in Baiyue who like tattoos.

It's just, impossible, such a thing as tattooing is an extremely cumbersome craft. Yan Lingji didn't have it yesterday, or even this morning. How could it be possible for her to have more tattoos all over her body in one afternoon? tattoo.

However, this looks pretty nice.Duan Murong looked at her bare upper body, pinching Yan Lingji with tattoos all over her body in panic, her eyes flickered, she didn't know what she was thinking.

"It's nothing, it's just normal power manifesting. When you really master that power, these lines will disappear, and these lines are also very beautiful." Ying Zheng took Yan Lingji from his body while speaking. Feeling for the palm of his hand, he pressed his palm against Yan Lingji's chest.

"Since His Majesty likes it, then there is no problem." Yan Lingji said with relief.

"This?" Duanmu Rong watched Yan Lingji's changes in astonishment, unable to understand Yan Lingji's brain circuit for a while.

"Your Majesty, help me take a look and see if I want it here too." Yan Lingji said, turning her body towards the window of the car, supporting the car with one hand, and perfectly showing the curve of her back in the direction of the car window. In front of Zheng and Duanmurong, her other palm was stretched towards her back, and then it slid down the curve behind her, and landed on it because her posture at this time was more and more plump. buttocks.

"There? No way?" Duanmu Rong stared dumbfounded at Yan Lingji's movements, subconsciously wanting to look away.

Even though they were both women, she still felt a sense of shame at this moment, and what made Duanmurong feel even more ashamed was that she discovered that there was an inexplicable expectation deep in her heart.

I am looking forward to His Majesty's next move, how could I do this?Duanmu Rong tightly closed her eyes as she thought about it, and forced herself to twist her neck away.

It's just that the eyes can be closed, but it can't do anything to the ears.

What made Duanmu Rong even more desperate was that although she closed her eyes, some inexplicable images still appeared in her mind uncontrollably.

She thought of the scene she saw when she woke up from the bedroom in the early morning.

After waking up from sleep, Duanmu Rong saw a huge book case and various documents and memorials piled up around the book case through the curtain between the beds.

There, Duanmu Rong found a familiar figure, and, beside that familiar figure, there was an extra figure.

That delicate and flame-like woman nestled in the arms of that figure, the color of the flame belonged to her clothes, but the heat of the flame belonged to her body.

In Duanmurong's mind, a figure put one hand on another figure's shoulder to support his body. At the same time, his slender neck was straight, and his smooth skin reflected a jade-like white greasy under the sun. color.

A bright red and dexterous tongue spit out from between the lips as gorgeous as petals, licking the chin of another figure deftly and cleanly.

At that moment, the woman's figure made Duanmu Rong think of the existence of a kind of animal, that kind of animal is called a cat, and it is a cat that is stealing delicious food.

The next moment, Duanmu Rong didn't know what to think of, and suddenly pressed her palm tightly on her chest, there seemed to be something sucking and licking, the itching was the skin, but the rippling was the mind.

Book case? Car window?Suddenly, Duanmu Rong didn't know what kind of picture he thought of, his whole body turned red instantly, his eyes opened uncontrollably, and his deep chest heaved violently.

"Sister Rong'er, what's wrong with you?" Yan Lingji pretended to be gentle while Duanmu Rong was still in fear.

"It's nothing, it's nothing." Duanmu Rong looked at the complete Yan Lingji in front of her, and naturally dared not admit what she just thought of.

(End of this chapter)