The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 429 Wan'er, You Still Have a Chance
His eyes were deep, his interest was intense, his slender legs approached her a little bit, Xie Wanrong stepped back step by step, his eyes wandered from side to side, looking for the best way to attack.

"Boom!"

Her back hit the solid wall, damn it, she was pushed against the corner!
A sexy and mellow voice slowly came from above the head: "Wan'er, you still have a chance."

provocative!

Naked provocation!

Xie Wanrong's expression flickered, and he suddenly bent down, like a flash of lightning, passing by him, turned sideways, and rolled over on the soft bed.

However, things were not as easy as she thought. Just as she was about to jump off the bed, her ankles suddenly tightened, and her whole body was restrained in place.

Xie Wanrong turned over and kicked her other foot into the air. A gleam flashed in her eyes, the corners of her lips slightly raised, and she jumped into the air and rushed towards Qi Jinghuan.

She attacked suddenly, Qi Jinghuan narrowed his phoenix eyes, and let go of the strength in his hand.

Xie Wanrong raised her arms, and pressed Qi Jinghuan directly under her body. She straddled his abdomen with her legs stretched wantonly, suppressing his movements: "How?"

There was an invisible smile on the corner of Qi Jinghuan's mouth: "Wan'er, I like this posture, and it will be useful in the future."

Xie Wanrong blushed instantly, and thumped his chest hard: "Asshole."

She stood up sideways, and suddenly her arms lost weight, and she fell on the soft bed like a dizzy spin, and her and Qi Jinghuan's postures also changed directions.

Qi Jinghuan looked at Xie Wanrong's flushed face with a smile, and said calmly, "Wan'er, are you softening your heart? Are you not willing to take action against me?"

"..."

Xie Wanrong bit her lower lip tightly, raised her legs and feet, and never let go of the strength in her hands. A ray of spiritual power jumped out of her palm. She swung her palm, but the strength of her legs and feet couldn't help kicking Qi Jinghuan halfway, even the ball of spiritual power was also approaching Qi Jinghuan When the smoke dissipates.

Xie Wanrong's eyes widened. She was sure that with her current strength, it would not be a problem for her to beat two fifth-rank martial artists. As early as after she absorbed the power of the first demon king, she had already advanced continuously, reaching the sixth rank. The level of a martial artist.

Although she is a sixth-rank martial artist, she possesses demonic powers, and her true strength has already surpassed that of a great martial artist.

But her spiritual power group is not worth mentioning in front of Qi Jinghuan, how strong is this, Wu Zong?Emperor Wu?Xie Wanrong is certain that Mr. Xie is no match for Qi Jinghuan at the level of Wu Zong.

She struggled vigorously and grabbed her arm with her hands, trying to use her strength to get away from under him.

She wrapped her arms around his arm and exerted all her strength, Qi Jinghuan's body was still as stable as Mount Tai, but he grabbed his arm with his backhand.

This guy's strength is simply amazing!
Xie Wanrong thought that she was already a little closer to him, but she forgot that while she was growing, he was also growing stronger by leaps and bounds, how could she catch up with his pace!
She struggled to move her body, and the strength between her wrists tightened again. She raised her eyes in surprise, and met his deep and constricted pupils.

Suddenly, she felt something under her body swell a little bit. Her face turned pink instantly, and her fear became even more restless. She stared at him, "You...you..."

Qi Jinghuan snorted and snorted, pressed his hands on her shoulders, his voice was low and hoarse, his deep eyes revealed forbearance: "Wan'er, don't move around, this is a normal reaction of a man!"

(End of this chapter)