Playful Immortal Doctor: Evil Emperor Poisonous Love Concubine

This thrilling fall continued for a quarter of an hour, but it still didn't stop.

Ling Luo had just recovered from the shock, and calmed Jing Zhe's emotions.

She turned her head and looked around.

As far as the eye can see, it is not completely pitch black. On the rock wall, there are dots of bluish-purple light, faintly conveying the breath of life.

After falling for another quarter of an hour, Ling Luo saw a large blue ice crystal below.

Her eyes suddenly widened.

in the end.

It was getting closer and closer, and the dark blue light reflected a linear brilliance through the thick and cold mist.

Suddenly, there was a sound of flapping clothes, resounding in this quiet and dark space.

Ling Luo was startled.

someone!

Before she had time to react, Ling Luo felt that she had fallen into a cold embrace.

The man hugged her from behind, and her back was pressed against the man's cold and stiff chest.

If it wasn't for that person's heart still beating, Ling Luo would even have thought that it was a corpse puppet that jumped out of thin air to hug her.

The man had great strength, tightly clasping his slender waist and arms like pliers.

Icy.

cold.

terrifying.

This is the most intuitive feeling given to her by the people behind her.

In addition, it is full of awe-inspiring evil spirit.

No, magic energy.

wait a minute-

A flash of light flashed in Ling Luo's mind, devil energy?

Magical energy? !

This man has the devilish energy she is familiar with? !

Ling Luo was overjoyed immediately.

"Yu?"

Her voice trembled, filled with disbelieving joy and humble uncertainty.

The man who was cold and stiff like a puppet hugged her even tighter, lowered his head, and leaned into her ear, with a satisfied smile in his magnetic voice: "I knew you would definitely jump off."

Ling Luo turned her head to the right, her beautiful eyes were crystal clear like a dream, and a beautiful smile bloomed on her lips.

Xuanyuan Yu's thin lips evoked an evil arc, then turned her head to the left, and her cold lips brushed against her soft cheek.

"Good ice!"

Ling Luo couldn't help complaining, "Are you a zombie?"

"Yeah, little girl, you are going to be the bride of the zombie master today, are you afraid?"

Xuanyuan Yu's eyebrows were pale, his eyes were like stars, and the corners of his lips curled up in a playful arc.

As he said that, he deliberately and violently tore off her collar, revealing a piece of fair and flawless skin.

Then, a certain wife-slave who hadn't driven meat for three and a half years lowered its head and greedily gnawed on it.

Ling Luo's collarbone felt wet and itchy.

She finally felt the temperature beyond the cold from his body.

"Don't make trouble..."

Ling Luo's ears felt hot, and he pushed someone's head hard, but it didn't work, and was bitten by someone's sharp teeth instead.

"It hurts!" she protested in a low voice.

From her collarbone, he gradually went up, a burst of wet kisses gnawed, and he leaned to the side of her neck, exhaling a scorching breath.

He pressed close to her ear, and said in an extremely ambiguous voice: "Do you still think that your husband is a zombie?"

Feeling something stiff against her lower back, Ling Luo's ears couldn't help but feel warm.

Unfortunately, the time, place, environment, and mood are all wrong.

Ling Luo's right elbow bent back, hitting the lower abdomen of a female slave who was in heat.

Xuanyuan Yu let out a cry of pain.

"Miss, you are so cruel."

Xuanyuan Yu hugged Ling Luo horizontally, fell to the ground safely, and looked at her with resentment.

"Where are you ruthless!"

Ling Luo glared at Xuanyuan Yu, jumped out of his embrace, and landed on both feet.