The Harem Rescue Project

Their cultivation bases are too far apart, and if Xuan Luoqing forcibly uses her as a curse-releasing furnace, this body will definitely not last for half an hour.

Lin Qianshuang's palms were slightly closed, and his fists were tightly squeezed. He had already planned to give it away.

Xuan Luoqing deliberately belittled the woman in front of her to say these things. She had already acquiesced to do intimacy with the humble and low-looking person in front of her.

But she was still a little bit unwilling in her heart. She was the only nine-tailed celestial fox in the world who could cultivate immortality, the unique demon cultivator in the demon realm. Although Ye Linglong was a saint of the Blood Demon Sect, she was born a top-grade furnace cauldron. But in all aspects, she was not worthy of her, although she did not dislike this woman as verbally.

The eyelids suddenly fell quickly, his neck was loosely held by Xiu's narrow and slender hands and dragged down, and the tip of his nose touched a warm and humid breath.

Xuan Luoqing was thinking about what Linglong was doing this night, and the thin, seductive face was close to the corners of her lips, the other's eyes closed tightly, and the long eyelashes seemed to touch the bridge of her nose. A passionate kiss closed her lips.

The person who was deterred by her got up a few steps against the guest, bent her arms, locked her circle on the confession, the disc shattered, and the candle rolled and extinguished on the ground.

Xuan Luo leaned her eyes in astonishment. This was different from what she had imagined. Although Ye Linglong admired her, she didn't dare to commit more than that.

Although she felt abrupt in her heart, she didn't stop Lin Qianshuang, wanting to see what she wanted to do.

The man's movements were gentle, and although her kissing skills were poor, she was getting better, and she was rather confused.

The taste is really the same as that day, which is pretty good.

Xuan Luo's red eyes deepened a bit, and the black charms on her neck climbed up her chin along the blood vessels, and she flipped over and embraced Lin Qianshuang with one hand. He bowed her head and kissed her. The outer garment was already oozing sweat. , She tore off and placed it on the confession behind Lin Qianshuang to prevent her waist from sliding off the edge of the table.

The outer layer of clothing was stripped off, but Xuan Luoqing touched the lace of the inner garment for a long time, but did not touch it.

She cleared her mind a little, and looked at Lin Qianshuang's reddish face. From the beginning until now, Ye Linglong closed her eyes tightly. Although she responded to her caress and kisses, there was no expression on her face. .

Xuan Luoqing was quite confident in her charm, but the other party was like she was forcing her, which made her feel frustrated.

"Why do you keep your eyes closed, don't you think I can't get your eyes?"

Lin Qianshuang closed her eyes, she had already checked Xuan Luoqing's data card, and when the Demon Emperor said the past, the data card had already popped up, and a lot of information appeared in the sea of ​​divine consciousness.

After scanning it, she noticed the words "emotional cleanliness".

And this is the breakthrough.

She had to act obediently in order to complete the performance in one go, so that the arrogant and uncertain demon emperor believed her words.

Lin Qianshuang took the initiative to pull off the laces, and leaned against Xuan Luoqing's arms half-fading, closed her eyes and stretched out her hand to stroke her cheeks, and said with a slightly sweet smile, "Today can be a tribute to your honor." , It’s an honor to be able to share the worries for the esteemed. But my body has long been given to others, and my heart is full of him. The matter of double cultivation requires a tacit understanding between you and me. I can only close my eyes and let that Only when people's voice and smile are in their hearts can they help us even more."

Under the spiritual sense, Xuan Luoqing instantly turned pale and intersecting face, causing Lin Qianshuang to smile inwardly.

Lin Qianshuang stretched out his hand again to untie Xuan Luoqing's inner clothes, with a trace of shame on his face, and said, "I will serve my superior, please forgive my sins, and allow me to close my eyes."

The whirlwind blurred her vision, and a foxtail rolled her up and hit the temple wall heavily.

"Ye Linglong, at a loss, I still thought about you a little bit. How dare you play this seat and treat this seat as...a stand-in for an ordinary man!"

Xuan Luo Qing's green silk robe flew soaring and the pressure soared. He grabbed Lin Qianshuang by the neck in anger and lifted the whole thin person in the air. The palm of his hand turned into a beast and pierced her skin, but he hesitated and then hesitated. Did not start.

There was a bang when the heavy object fell.

Lin Qianshuang was thrown to the ground. She rolled to the ground with her bleeding neck. She was too lazy to get up from the ground, pretending to be extremely injured, lest the Demon Sovereign sees her alive and kicks again. .

"Are you okay?"

A gentle and worried soft female voice came.

She replied a good fart in her heart, but immediately realized who was speaking.

Lin Qianshuang glanced at Xuan Luoqing in a daze, only to see her squatting beside her, touching her spiritual veins with her hand, and sending a demon power to heal her.

Xuan Luo's cold and charming side face is as soft as warm jade, and her ink dress is dragged on the ground like a dream in the moonlight, her eyes have restored the pure color of ink and wash, and her face is calm and said: "My seat is controlled If you don’t like it, let’s hurt you. If you don’t like it, we can do it differently. You only need to draw a hole in the palm of your hand and blend your skill with this seat through medicinal blood. This can also be a temporary delay. The binding power of the amulet."

She added another sentence, "Thousands of demons are coming tonight, if this seat falls into the realm, with your cultivation base, you will definitely not be able to survive."

The black runes that crawled up from the demon king's neck faded into the collar again, and his temperament was elegant, unlike the violent ones he had just now.

Lin Qianshuang was stunned by Xuan Luo Qing's sudden change, but she was not unheard of the demon emperor whose soul split was even more outrageous hundreds of years later, and she quickly adjusted her facial expressions.

She had no choice at all, which was obviously Xuan Luo expected.

Xuan Luoqing personally taught her a set of cultivation formulas, and there will inevitably be touches between the two limbs.

Lin Qianshuang was calm on the surface, but felt embarrassed in her heart, especially when they had just made each other, and both of them were very passive, but they were also inexplicably involved.

Although she was the one who was being coerced and gradually compromised, she had to admit that when the other party kissed her, she also felt very much.

Lin Qianshuang took a picture of her forehead in a desperate manner. She might be getting more and more crooked. Now she can't imagine what it would be like to kiss a man. Just the kissing scene, she felt in her heart. Kind of disgusting.

The two of them sat on the ground, with true energy lingering around their sides. When they saw the clothes scattered on the ground, they all picked up and put on them casually, with different thoughts.

There was a thunderous sound in the sky, and then the plaque outside the temple was split, swaying and falling, and the temple door swayed open a small small opening, one can see the outside scene, the bronze **** moon hanging in the night There was a sharp squawl like a swarm of crows, and the black monster in the air came by the wind, covering the brilliance of the clouds, and the monster in the dark was about to move.

A purple-clothed girl is half-hidden in the canopy of lush foliage, holding a spiritual power positioning disk in her hand, looking at the weird birds flying by the sky, the half-human monster jumping in the woods, and the long sword in her hand is slightly retracted. tight.

When she saw Lin Qianshuang being taken away by the woman in white, Mu Weiyin followed the trail of the two all the way, but when she arrived at this unknown barren mountain, the locator dial in her hand gradually became confused, and the horizon also appeared. Strange view.

The last pointing position of the locator plate is in a temple in this barren mountain.

Mu Weiyin walked along the path and found that all the weird spirits were following the direction of her ritual board, and the destinations were similar to her, that is, to the temple.

On the muddy mountain path, there are two rows of gift-giving red-clothed teams slowly advancing with their seats. Under the light veil blown by the night wind, the red-clothed men on the walks are burly and dark with two horns on their heads. , Sitting on the soft woolen cave with a feather fan, he thought he was knocking on the fan gracefully and his legs were tilted, while holding a round mirror in his left hand, he looked at his manners.

An entourage whispered: "Why, the Black Sheep Fairy this time is a gift and a beg. Why do I feel that it is so unreliable. Which one of the nine-tailed spirit fox is not Yan Zong? Although we Daxian is the number one in the Black Sheep Mountain. A beautiful man, he is far from the Feng Yu clan's Yu Jing."

Another entourage said: "Oh, it's a coincidence that Fengyu really sent Master Yujing to worship the Demon Emperor today. It is said that Master Yujing also gave Gen Fengyu to win the hearts of the beauties. The precious ancient Fengling has been handed down from the clan, but I secretly heard the news that this ancient Fengling actually appeared as an auction item at the Appreciation Meeting of the Heavenly Sword Villa, hehe, I have seen Master Yu Jing once, so arrogant. My nostrils are flying into the sky, knowing this, I'm not too angry to go to the Demon Emperor for a theory."

Suddenly, the entourage sniffed the air, and said to the other entourage: "It seems to smell like a two-legged sheep."

Another entourage patted the entourage’s head, twisted the pig’s nose, and said, "Where is the smell? You want to eat two-legged lamb? There are rules in the demon domain. Being executed in the same way, do you want to make braised pork and marinate it into sauce, or you want to stuff it into flour to make a bun and steam it for a few hours and go to the table of two-legged lamb."

The two entourages were chattering over there, and the two red-clothed teams giving gifts still walked forward unhurriedly. No one noticed that the man on the walk was long gone, replaced by a beautiful purple shirt. Maiden.

Mu Weiyin put the comatose black sheep demon into her sack, transformed into a low-level disguise that could only last for an hour in the air, and transformed into the burly red man. I sat down on the soft wool and lay swayingly.

With one hand resting on the back of her head, she held the bronze mirror on the seat, and looked at the fat and dark scar face faintly on the yellow mirror. It has always been natural for her to have a high aesthetic ability. So a little bit puzzled, this sheep monster is so ugly, what courage made him feel sorry for himself in the mirror for a long time.

The team that was walking in front of Ben suddenly stopped.

Mu Weiyin opened the curtain and asked sternly: "Why did you stop?"

The entourage hurriedly said: "The Black Sheep Immortal, the team of Young Master Yu Jing, collided with us."

Following the guidance of his entourage, Mu Weiyin looked up, and a group of people in colored clothes were holding a tether and driving the seven-color bird over their heads.

She thought for a while, drew the curtain, and said, "Let them go first, and we will follow."