Qing Ben's black and cute demon concubine strikes

Chapter 624 Come here and lick my wounds (2)
Young Master Blood actually appeared in Qianqian Illusion, and he started the massacre again?

This idea came to everyone's mind, both Wang Sheng and Zhuang Yao quickly took a step forward, and when they saw the disciples of their own family, their expressions were not good-looking.

"Where's Wang Chen?" Elder Wang Chang asked as soon as he saw Li Yanyan and the others.

Li Yanyan was startled, before recovering from Lingjiu's warning, Tao Xian'er at the side said, "I don't know about the elder's words, it's just—"

"Just what?" Wang Sheng heard her hesitate to speak, as if he knew something.

Tao Xian'er lowered her eyes: "It's just that I saw Master Uncle Wangchen and the witch together, and later the witch said that he fell in love with Master Uncle Wangchen, so I was wondering if Master Uncle would be given by the witch to— "

This is only half of what he said, no one knows whether he was killed by the witch or captured by the witch.

"Why is there another witch?" Wang Sheng's friendly face turned cold, and it was quite intimidating.

Li Yanyan, who also heard Tao Xianer's words, also came back to her senses, first glanced at Tao Xianer inexplicably, and explained to Wangsheng: "I don't know. The young master is even more hateful, the bloody young master just killed people, but she bewitched our decent disciples and led them astray."

No matter what Tao Xianer's purpose is, Li Yanyan is also happy to hear bad things about Lingjiu.

Forgot to think of something, his face became even uglier.

Tao Xian'er raised the corners of her mouth in secret and coldly, and she didn't know who she was targeting with her mocking eyes.

Not only here, Sanqing Jianzhong and other sects are also saying almost the same thing, all about blood sons and witches.

Leng Yixuan and the others were also targeted by many disciples, and they were still watched by members of their sect, and some turned around without hesitation.

Li Yanyan heard someone shout: "Quick, catch them! They are traitors who were bewitched by the witch! Don't let them go!"

She turned her head and saw the anger and coldness on the faces of those people, her heart trembled and she felt uneasy.

The group of people who were bewitched by the witch have changed, why can they protect that witch without hesitation?If Song Xueyi was really captured by the witch, would it be like this?
This idea came to her mind, and what surprised Li Yanyan herself was that rather than being sad and angry, her emotions were more reconciled and frustrated with her self-esteem. Want revenge.

Let's talk about the city not far from this group of people at this time.

An inn cave of Qianbaoxuan.

Lingjiu and Xue Gongzi are here.

This cave is not as good as Song Xueyi's, but it is also in the middle, comfortable and pleasant.

Lingjiu was lying on the couch, looking around and thinking about the problem.

Mr. Xue has gone to the inner room of the cave to take a bath and change clothes.

When he heard that he wanted to take a bath, Lingjiu wondered if all men have this habit.

"Smells." The reason for Young Master Blood is this.

Lingjiu didn't speak at that time, what he thought in his heart was: If you don't like the smell of blood, don't let the blood stain your body, he is quite cruel when he kills people.

About half a quarter of an hour passed, Lingjiu lying on the bed heard a slight voice, turned his head to see the blood-faced man, put on a pair of obscene trousers, put on a robe and came out.

From her point of view, she could see his chest at a glance, as well as the half-exposed mermaid line because the trousers were not worn too high, and then hidden in the laces of the pure white trousers.

"Tsk tsk." Lingjiu's eyes shifted, staring at the mark on his chest, and threw a box of externally applied ointment over.

Young Master Xue caught it, and cast a questioning look at her.

Perhaps it was because Young Master Blood's black hair was still wet, and his clothes were defenseless, and Lingjiu felt that he was both sexy and cute when he put on this look.

She smiled: "Let's heal the wound."

Young Master Blood followed her gaze, only to realize that she was talking about the traces left by her on his body.

He casually put the medicine box into the Qiankun Spirit Artifact, and Mr. Blood walked up to her and sat down.

When I saw it from afar, I felt that Mr. Xue's figure was slender and tall, but when I got closer, I realized that he was not thin. There was a shadow pressing down on him when he was sitting next to him, which gave people a great sense of pressure.

"Want me to disappear?" This sounded like a question, but Lingjiu could see from Young Master Blood's expression that he didn't need to answer.

"Your tongue is better than medicine."

The meaning of these words can't be understood any more.

Lingjiu also knows that the monster clan has the habit of licking their own wounds or licking each other's wounds, but this is only limited to close people.

"We have done things that are closer to us." Young Master Xue seemed to know what she was thinking, and his low and soft voice recounted things that made people blush and heartbeat.

Lingjiu was not shy, and lay motionless on the couch: "You can keep it if you like."

After these words, the two were silent one after another.

Lingjiu originally thought the atmosphere would be awkward, but unexpectedly harmonious.

This is really strange, it's the same when you are with Song Xiaobai, even if you don't talk, the atmosphere will not be awkward, and you can do whatever you want with ease.

If the blood son is also good, is the blood son better?After all, he is also a demon, so you don't have to worry too much about being with him.

"What are you thinking?" A hoarse voice came from beside my ear.

This sexy voice is different from Song Xiaobai's refreshing voice, but the effect is unexpectedly the same.

Lingjiu turned her head, stared at his bloody face for a few seconds, and then showed a sweet smile: "If I say, I always compare you with Song Xiaobai, will you be upset?"

This kind of smile, Mr. Blood thought to himself: It’s time to play a prank again.

He reached out his hand uncontrollably and grabbed her chin.

Before Lingjiu could react, her lips had been violated for a few seconds, and then she saw the corner of Master Xue's mouth raised: "Cute little thing."

Little things—little things?little things! ?
"Your sister!" Lingjiu pushed his face away in disgust.

Saying such things in such a sexy voice makes me vomit to death.

This kind of action of pushing the face with one hand looks very funny, and Lingjiu really can't hold back the smile very quickly.

From the touch of the skin, Lingjiu felt that the other party's mask seemed to be alive, with a warm temperature, better than jade.

She was still feeling it carefully, wondering if she could take off the mask, and felt the moist touch on her palm.

"Hiss." Lingjiu withdrew his hand against the conditions, his whole palm was numb, "Are you disgusting!"

Young Master Blood: "No." He licked his lips as he spoke, as if reminiscing.

Lingjiu: "..." I lost to this evildoer.

(End of this chapter)