Grasping Evil

After the volley of the moon was over, I was happy, and I would push Ning Fan, and I would sleep on my side and put on a big character...

It’s a wonderful woman.

Ning Fan looked at the volley of the moon and couldn't help but think of the scene where she bought her at the Magic Island auction.

Intimidating, tempting, picking up, eventually borrowing her strength, repairing for improvement...

She was just a stove, a partner, unconsciously, but left a place in his heart.

"Gherkin... fight for three hundred rounds... The old lady won't lose to you..." In the dream, the moon screamed and smirked, the saliva was wet, and she had to say that her sleep was very poor. .

However, this picture makes Ning Fan feel warm.

I haven’t got along well for years, she’s already rushing to the peak...

It seems that her sentiment has already been enough to break through too much, but she lacks some help...

Ning Fan took out a broken fruit and swallowed it, but did not refine it.

Carefully hug the moon volley, and once again immersed in the muddy warmth, gently moving.

The power of a smashed fruit is passed through the joints of each other and passed to the moon volley.

Ning Fan is helping the moon to refine and smash the fruit, how can he repair it, the speed of refining is very fast, saving countless hours of volley.

"Hot died... it's hot..."

The power of the fruit flows into the moon's volley, letting her tender body get hot.

Ning Fan squatted down, gently kissed the moon volley, and entered a too vain Dan with his mouth. The palm of his hand walked up the latter's petite body to help her refine her power.

The mana was slowly ascending, the groggy moon volley, gently squatting, but unconsciously, Ning Fan slammed into a virtual bottleneck.

"Hmm... um..."

The groggy moon volley instinctively caters to Ning Fan.

When the cloud is too vain. Ning Fan raised his hand and extinguished the robbery, not giving a chance to scream.

One night, how can I be interrupted by the **** slain...

The next day, when the volley of the month woke up, I found incredibly that she had broken through the realm of too virtual!

Looking at my lower body again, it was so red and swollen that it was scarred.

The body is full of red marks, too embarrassing...

Where does the moon volley still do not understand, these are the good things that Ning Fan does!

"Despicable! My mother is asleep. You are actually doing a night attack! It’s so fierce!"

There is no joy to break through the realm, only the humiliation of Ning Fan’s night attack.

Rely on! Obviously she took the initiative, but she was dominated by Ning Fan, and she was abominable!

"After I flew, did you go back to Vietnam or live in Shenkong Island?" Ning Fan smiled and asked, the salty pig's hand reached out to the moon's blank and tender legs and gently stroked.

"Lao Niang... The old lady wants to live in the Shenkong Island... I want to rebuild the Shenkong Island..." She began to breathe gently, and for a moment she forgot to confess to Ningfan.

Thinking about it, she did not seem to have suffered much. It’s free to denounce anything.

"Yes, this Yuge you left, if there is a problem, you can pronounce the other end of Yugui. There will be a surname of Xia who came to the rescue. Yes, if you want to rebuild the island, I will leave you some Let's go..."

After the two men got dressed up, they went to the island in parallel.

Ning Fan Yi Ding Ding furnace ring. Call out white feather women such as painting feathers.

"It's all your woman? Can't see it, the cucumber is so powerful, grabbed so many beautiful." The moon volleyed at Ning Fan. The tone is a bit sour.

"They are not my life, but they have some origins. They are the white feathers I rescued from the demon world."

After Ning Fan explained with a smile, he left Hua Yu and others on Shenkong Island.

The rain has been settled, and there is a summer emperor. It is not dangerous for his beloved woman to go where to play.

This is the advantage of not flying up. If it rises, it is afraid that it will be kept in the ring of the Ding furnace.

"Cut, the old lady doesn't believe that they are not yours. You look at them, look at your eyes one by one, all of them are affectionate. But it looks like Yuanyin is there, you really haven't done anything to them..." I said no, but I believe in my heart. The moon volleyed and browed, and the mood was much better.

Although she knew that Ning Fanxiu was a double-practice method, she had to pick up the stove.

But she really does not like Ning Fan has too many stoves, no woman will like it.

Then, based on this group of women, rebuild the **** island.

"Hey, the cucumber is not in the rain, and the old lady can turn her hand into the clouds in the sea and cover her hands for the rain! Be a happy and devil!"

The moon triumphantly fantasies about the beautiful life without Ning Fan, and suddenly there are some troubles that have not come.

The cucumber is gone, she is looking for someone to vent!

Rely on! She is not a casual person, she will die if she has no cucumber.

"Moon, what do you think of the land? The soil is very fertile." Ning Fan looked at the moon and looked at the fertile soil in the distance.

"Well, the soil is really fertile..." The moon vacant nodded.

"You can plant a few acres of cucumber, um, take a shelf, so that the cucumber is straight, so it's easy to do things. If you plant it in the ground, it will bend, but maybe you don't know how to bend it..." Ning Fan is serious He smiled and looked at the moon volley.

"Oh, grow cucumbers..." The moon vacant nodded, suddenly realizing the meaning of Ning Fan, looking at Ning Fan with anger and anger. "Roll! The old lady does not need cucumbers to swear, the old lady has a hand!"

The white feather women such as the painting feathers are all stunned.

They haven't figured out the current situation, and they don't know what it means to let them join Shenkong Island.

However, it seems that the moon volley is the island owner. It’s just that the island owner is too embarrassed, so if you are ashamed, you can just say it...

"His woman, really is not an ordinary person..." Painted feathers looked at Ning Fan, thinking silently.

...

After living in Shenkong Island for three months, Ning Fan went to the inner sea.

The troll family, the six-winged family, the reviled sacred horns, the ruined ghosts...

Dan Island, Jiandao, Dongxu Island...

At that time, he was the first devil in the inner sea. Today, he is the owner of the rain.

After seeing the troll patriarch, the ancestral ancestor, and Dan Zun, Ning Fan went to the Neihai Zhou family to see the red dress.

Inland sea. Not Zhou Island.

Several Zhou family monks were patrolling the island. Suddenly, a white man walked in a leisurely walk.

This person is not fast, but the idling speed is too terrible. In the twinkling of an eye, it has already appeared in front of everyone from far away.

This person is not a **** of blame!

I feel vulgarly familiar, but sometimes I can't think of the person in front of me as the former inner sea devil.

"What is the red dress..."

Ning Fan faint, a very simple question, but let a few Zhou family monks all face changes.

Red clothes are the name of Zhou Jialei's emperor!

This time, the red dress returned to the inner sea. Unrecognized the identity of the woman, showing the world in the name of red.

Only the people in the world dare to call the name of Lei Huang, calling her a red dress?

These few Zhou family monks immediately revealed the color of anger.

In their view, even if Ning Fan is a **** of cultivation, it is not worthy of calling the name of the emperor.

The man headed by several people immediately took out a spiritual arrow and fired it out, giving an alarm.

Even if there are a large number of Zhou family monks who have never come to Zhoudao, they will be surrounded by Ning Fan.

There is even a elder who refines the imaginary, and approaches Ning Fan.

It’s just weird. One week, the monks of the Zhou family looked at Ning Fan, and the refining elders were respectful.

"Not rude, this person is the guest of the master, is the 孽 皇!"

That refining elder. It is Zhou Jiasan Elder, Zhou Chen.

At that time, he was annihilated by Ning Fan’s 斩 道 道 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , Breaking through the broken world is just around the corner.

As soon as I heard the words of the three elders, all the Zhou family monks changed.

"Hey... 孽 皇 皇! He is actually 孽 皇 皇!"

A cold air rushed directly from the soles of the feet to the head, and everyone showed a look of awe.

孽 ** the emperor's reputation. They can't know, they can't know.

It is the sacred figure of the sacred priest, who was taken over by the servant.

It can make the weakest rainy world in the nine worlds the strongest in the nine worlds.

Many people were scared when they thought of themselves and others before they even looked at Ning Fan.

"I want to see the red dress." Ning Fan gave a punch to Zhou Chen.

"Oh, the master has instructions, if the rain queen arrives, you can go directly to the polar palace to meet." Zhou Chen respected.

Thirty years of Hedong, thirty years of Hexi, and now Ning Fan is not comparable to him, naturally need to respect each other.

"Got it."

Ning Fan stepped down, and the figure disappeared in front of everyone, and no one could see his dawn.

Seeing that Ning Fan did not pursue responsibility, all the Zhou family monks were relieved.

Zhou Chen showed a bitter smile. "The master seems to be really emotional about the rain emperor. In addition to the master, there is no one to enter... but she let the rain queen enter."

...

In the extremely thunder palace, the red clothes are not in the form of a tablet, and the body is soaked in a large bath, closed and cultivated.

When Ning Fan stepped into the thunder palace, what he saw was such a fragrant scene.

"You come to the emperor, what is it?" The red eyes don't blink, faint.

"I found a hidden flight path, and I will go to the East Heaven Fairyland to see you. By the way, I will tell you the flight path. Maybe one day you will use it..."

Ning Fan said, take out a jade slip and put it on the poolside.

The red dress opened his eyes, and the blood looked quietly at Ning Fan.

For a long time, she stood up in a wet, not afraid of being looked at by Ning Fan, so she walked step by step.

Walking out of the bath, the lotus step went to Ning Fan, the white body, covered with water vapor, let Ning Fan reveal a smile.

The body of the red dress, he has tasted countless times in life and death, and the taste is really good.

Is she going to give her a gift?

"Let you down, the emperor has no interest in you, and he is not interested in flying up to the east. If the emperor rises, he wants to go to the ancient demon." The red dress slyly looks at Ning Fan, how can she send her? hold.

She is interested in the jade, but this jade is sent by him...

In this way, she took the jade slip into her hands and waved her hand. The clothes on the side were already covered on her own.

"Is this emperor's body good-looking?" The red dress stared at Ning Fan.

This question, she also asked Ning Fan before, when Ning Fan dared to answer.

What about today...

"Good-looking, never tired of it." Now Ning Fan, some are courageous to laugh at the red.

This time, the red dress was not angry, nor did Ning Fan manage his eyes.

She was very satisfied with Ning Fan's answer.

"If you dare to say that the emperor is not good, the emperor must have dug your eyes."

Although the tone is cold. But in the bloody, it is rare to show a smile, straight to the bottom of my eyes.

She had distracted 10,000, one of which was his enchantress.

He helped her to resurrect, avenge her, robbed in life and death, but she did her best...

"If the Emperor flies up to the ancient magical day, he becomes a demon Lord. Do you have any interest in being the empress of the emperor?" asked the red trousers.

Ning Fan coughed a few times. Very speechless.

He has the potential to be a little white face, and one wants to be a queen.

However, he believes that if the red dress rises to the ancient magic, it has the ability to become a magical master.

She is a very capable person. If she was not harmed by the rain emperor, she is now soaring.

From this point of view, whether Ning Fan should thank the rain emperor and harm the red. Only let him meet with the red dress?

Oh, this idea is a must, you must forget...

"You don't want it!" The red blood was cold when it was bloody.

She fancy him, he dare not want it!

"If I am your queen, can you sleep with you...?" Ning Fan asked, holding one hand in the red wrist and the other hand on the shoulder. The robes, a piece of her slim waist.

"You... you dare to be rude to the emperor! Go away!" The realm of Ming is higher than that of Ning Fan. It was shackled by Ning Fan, and the red clothes were so sweet and numb that some did not work.

Feel the hands of Ning Fan on the back of his hips. The red clothes are gently low and the blood is gradually blurred, but the voice is low. "I am breaking through a small bottleneck in recent days, and it is not easy to lose Yuanhong..."

Is this whispering?

When you are not in a good mood, you will have such a soft time.

Ning Fan naturally saw that the red clothing broke through the bottleneck, just teasing her, and did not want her plans.

"Do not worry, don't break your yuan red, just..."

However, Ning Fan’s hand was wandering freely on the red dress, and she did not let her go.

After a long time of smashing, Ning Fan only released the red dress. At this moment, the red dress was flushed and the body was wet.

"It feels good."

"Roll!" The red clothes are cold and cold, like the order of the guests, but the **** but deep hidden shame.

She was touched by him all the time... Damn!

"Okay, let's go over there."

When Ning Fan deliberately misinterpreted the red dress, he would hold it up and hold it to the side of the thunder palace.

Although she can't be asked for her time, the beauty has asked to roll the sheets together. How can Ningfan refuse?

Putting the red clothes on the couch, the red clothes grabbed a pillow and went to Ning Fan, and Ning Fan was lightly avoided.

Dignified and uncleful, playing people without spells, even with a pillow, it really is moving?

"Reassured, don't break your Yuanhong tonight... You don't mean that I am your queen, then the queen will come to serve you."

Ning Fan took off his coat, pulled down the curtain, turned over the couch, and pressed the red coat.

"You..." The red dress has not been spoken, and has been blocked by Ning Fan.

Ning Fan walked up one hand in her petite body, but the other hand went to the gully and picked up the muddy place.

"Bold! Bold... Big... um..." The low-pitched voice finally turned into a squeaky snoring.

The red dress closed her eyes, she seemed to be in the clouds, I don't know what to do.

Let Ning Fan care, after all, did not resist...

On the following day, the red clothes woke up and found that they were only in the arms of Ning Fan, and neither of them could be filmed.

First annoyed, but then a ridiculous smile.

"Are you awake? Comfortable?" Ning Fan smiled.

"It’s the queen of the emperor, the first-class technique, the emperor is very satisfied, you can continue tonight!"

"Queen..." Ning Fan’s face was black.

Yesterday was just a teasing of red clothes, only to claim to be the Queen.

He really doesn't like this title.

Seeing Ning Fan's face black, the red heart suddenly became much more pleasant, she decided, from today, she wants to call Ning Fan Queen day and night, mad at him.

In another two months, almost the retreat broke through the small bottleneck. Well, after playing for another two months, I will drive this stinky man away!

The heart is thinking like this, suddenly, the red dress suddenly can not help but scream.

The daring is the hand of Ning Fan, and it extends to the place where it should not be stretched.

"Queen! The emperor is not in the mood to do this kind of thing with you! Stop at speed! Well... live... hand..."

"I have a good mood!" Ning Fan smiled deeply.

Is it called the Queen, this is a price to pay.

(2/2) Nothing, everyone can go to bed early. (To be continued.)