Archmage Of The Undead

Huo Ling laughed loudly and stretched out his hands to hug her. He didn't bother to walk the rest of the way.

With a flash spell, he carried An Ruru back to his room.

"Senior, do you want to take it off yourself or should I do it?"

Huo Ling looked at An Rurui in his arms and asked softly.

But An Rurui was like a quail at this time, her eyes were tightly closed, her eyelashes were trembling slightly, she was extremely nervous, and she pursed her lips tightly, not at all like the usual elite and powerful swordsman.

Huo Ling chuckled upon seeing this and put her on the bed.

An Rurui lay on the bed, holding her hands nervously to her chest, turning her head to the side and closing her eyes tightly.

Huo Ling reached out to pull her arm away, but encountered stubborn resistance and was unable to do so for a while.

He sat on the court, caressed An Rurui's flawless face with his fingers, and brushed away a few strands of messy hair: "I can't help you if you're like this."

An Rurui's face was red with embarrassment at this time, and a storm seemed to be gathering in her mind, but in the end she reluctantly let go of her hand.

Huo Ling reached out and opened the black robe on her body. There were layers of layers wrapped inside, but these things did not have the effect she expected.

Huo Ling was like an experienced hand at flowers. He could peel off a layer of clothing with just a single pick.

Looking at the beauty who looked like an Aries at the end, Huo Ling had never encountered such a figure even though he often lingered in clubs in New South City.

The most important thing is that this identity is different, and the feeling it brings is completely different.

"Junior, don't..." An Rurui opened her eyes, full of pleading.

"Don't worry." Huo Ling nodded and said seriously.

He reached up and grabbed An Rurui's two weak points. An Rurui bit her lips lightly as her weak points were grasped, trying not to make any sound. (Ten thousand words are omitted here...)

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The next day, Huo Ling woke up from the big bed with An Rurui in his arms, covered in red clouds, pressing against him.

He looked at the beauty in his arms and couldn't help but admire it. Silver-level warriors were different, with this figure, such lines, and such flexibility.

The sunlight outside the window shines through the gaps in the curtains, and the light shines on An Rurui's jade-like body. The light seems to penetrate through her snow-white skin, and the angular muscles can be seen clearly. Blood vessels under the skin.

An Rurui frowned, pursed her lips slightly, and her hair seemed a little messy at this time. The sun shone on her body, making Huo Ling look a little crazy for a while.

This light and shadow, this composition, this is so artistic.

Looking at the other side of the bed, the blood from a fierce battle last night has not been completely dried up yet, and he looked at the trace of blood on it.

Huo Ling couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. An Rurui had graduated a few years ago and was already in her twenties, but she was still a young girl.

He recalled the battle last night and felt really refreshed!

An Ruru woke up from her sleep, feeling that her body was sore and limp. Last night was so crazy.

Recalling the scene last night, she couldn't help but start to feel shy, her face and ears began to heat up. Was that really her last night? Thinking of everything that happened between herself and Huo Ling.

She obviously didn't want to make a sound at the beginning, but she couldn't suppress the feeling. Thinking of herself making such an embarrassing sound unconsciously, An Rurui just wanted to find a place to bury herself.

Huo Ling stared at An Rurui's face, thinking randomly in his mind, but when he came back to his senses, he saw An Rurui's face starting to turn red again.

Huo Ling chuckled, put his head next to her ear, rubbed it, and said softly: "Senior Sister An? You are not good at all. You didn't tell me when you woke up."

An Ru snorted softly and buried her head in the pillow, not wanting to speak at all.

But Huo Ling would not let her go. His fingers kept wandering over her tender skin. An Rurui in his arms felt like an electric shock, trembling slightly and began to hum softly.

"Junior...don't..."

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July 3rd: Senior Sister An threw herself into her arms, how could she let this go!

July 4th: Really moist!

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July 7th: Huo Ling, Huo Ling, how could you forget to meditate and practice because of women? Be sure to meditate from tomorrow!

July 8: Night attack on An Rurui!

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July 23: Senior Sister An has unlocked a new posture. We will talk about meditation tomorrow!

July 29: Damn it, I’m not going to be a tired cow anymore!

August 1st: It’s coming soon, there are only two days left! You can do it Huo Ling! !

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August 5th: Why doesn’t An Ruru leave yet? ! ! If she doesn't leave, I will leave!

August 7: Color is like a bone scraper, the ancients never deceived me!

August 13th: I heard from Teacher Li that black-striped deer whip soaked in wine has miraculous effects. I don’t know if it’s true. Why didn’t I save a few sticks at that time?

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August 25th: Teacher Li’s secret recipe really works, watch me fight Xiongfeng tonight!

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"I want you to send me off!" An Rurui walked out of the bathroom, drops of water flowing down her fair and tender skin. She sat in front of the dressing table and gently combed her messy hair.

"good!!"

Huo Ling, who was lying on the bed silently, suddenly got up from the bed as if he was reborn when he heard this sentence.

Now he finally knows that none of the ancient sayings that have been passed down for thousands of years is wrong.

There are only exhausted cows and no damaged fields!

The ancients do not deceive me!

For two months, Huo Ling refused to let An Rurui go at first, and then An Rurui refused to let Huo Ling get out of bed.

For two consecutive months, three or five times a day, even a tough guy couldn't bear it. If Huo Ling hadn't chewed the heart of the ancient tree and strengthened his body, he would have been squeezed dry.

Sometimes Huo Ling couldn't help but wonder if An Rurui was trying to squeeze the essence of the Heart of Ancient Wood out of Huo Ling's body.

Hearing the joy in Huo Ling's voice, An Rurui turned around and glanced at Huo Ling: "What? Are you in a hurry to drive me away?"

"How could it be!" Huo Ling hurriedly came over and put his arms around An Rurui's snow-white shoulders.

"It's okay if you don't, don't let me know you're fooling around outside, otherwise you'll look good!" An Ruru glared at Huo Ling in the mirror.

But she was naked now, and the flush on her face had not dissipated. There was no fierce look in her eyes at all, but a charming look!

After the two dressed up, they walked out of the room. The defense of the mine was temporarily handed over to Wilmot. Huo Ling was going to send An Rurui back to Tuoyuan and buy some medicine.

As a result, as soon as they returned to Tuoyuan, they met an unexpected person, Druid Xiaoye.

Druid Xiaoye led hunter Xiaoyue and watched An Rurui and Huo Ling get out of the car in stunned silence.

"Sister An!" Xiaoyue couldn't help shouting.

"What's going on with you!?" Xiaoye suddenly felt angry. She didn't expect An Rurui to say that she had left for a while to find Huo Ling. At this time, she couldn't restrain her anger and asked.

"You go first, I'll handle it." An Ruru shook her head at Huo Ling and said softly.

Huo Ling naturally had no objection. His usual way of dealing with such a woman's unreasonable troubles was to ignore her. If she was in the wild, he could just find a hole and bury her.

This woman is becoming more and more annoying. Next time she offends me, I will find an opportunity to do it to her.

It's not easy to do this in the camp. Anyway, An Rurui is there, so leave it to her.