The Harem Rescue Project

The Zixiao Sword Market was in danger, and Xiao Lanle's cultivation base had just entered the heartbeat stage. Without the golden core, Liang Jingxuan did not dare to put the head daughter's negligence in danger, so she asked her to wait in front of the Sword Market.

Xiao Lanle found a flat rock in the woods outside the Jianxu market and sat down, took out the half-reading heart secret book from the jade slip, and read it casually.

She was watching the movement around her vigilantly, worrying that there would be magic repairs.

When she came back to the Demon Cultivation Realm, she did not ask her father-in-chief for instructions, and insisted on following Brother Liang's dissuasion.

Xiao Lanle knew that Liang Jingxuan came to the Nine Devil Palace to rescue Sister Lin who was trapped in the palace. She was worried that when Liang Jingxuan rescued Lin Qianshuang, the two people would regain their old relationship, so she insisted on following it, and by the way, give Sister Lin a good deal One off the horse.

She wanted Senior Sister Lin to understand who was the only person around Senior Brother Liang.

Xiao Lanle held her elbow on the stone face and held her chin thinking, and was suddenly attracted by the sound of fighting from above.

In the midair not far away, there was a red-robed demon correction and a white-robed female nun fighting.

The red-robed demon cultivator leisurely releases her devilish energy to attack the white-robed cultivator, while the white-robed cultivator is very passive, stepping back and holding a sword to resist.

Xiao Lanle's attention quickly shifted from this unsuspecting fight to the sword technique performed by the white-clothed female cultivator, and her extremely spiritual black eyes fluctuated unexpectedly.

The sword moves used by the sister in white became more familiar with her, and she could even guess the position of her next sword reversal before she performed the next sword move.

If you are not mistaken, the sword technique used by the white-clothed female cultivator is exactly the sword technique commonly used by the Penglai immortal disciple.

Xiao Lanle quickly got up from the rock and patted the dusty corner of his clothes, stood on the ground, and stared up at the white-robed sister in the air.

This female cultivator must be a disciple of the Penglai Immortal Clan who was captured by the demon cultivator in the devil's palace, and for some reason she angered the female demon cultivator in red with a profound level of cultivation.

What Xiao Lanle hated the most in her life was to see people who were not saved. Seeing the misfortune of her peers, if she, as the daughter of the head, was indifferent, that would be the biggest insult to her.

Xiao Lanle picked up her natal spirit sword from her side, and watched the red-clothed female demon sculpt the white-clothed female to the ground with a palm, intending to secretly follow up and find a chance to rescue the fellow of Penglai Immortal Gate.

The oncoming palm wind flew the sword in Lin Qianshuang's hand, and the magical energy in his fingers disappeared.

Lin Qianshuang took a hard blow. Using Han Shengyao's devilish energy, she exhaled the demon pill that Xia forced her to inhale. Taking advantage of Han Shengyao's carelessness, she put that demon pill into her waist. Inside the jade slip.

"Disciple, you lost."

There was a low and charming female voice in the ear, and her waist was pulled into a warm embrace.

Han Shengyao clasped Lin Qianshuang's waist with both hands, and the two of them fell straight from the air into two wisps of magic energy, and in the blink of an eye, they reached the Tianmu Cave Mansion.

Lin Qianshuang held the Qin in his arms, and was held by Han Shengyao on his shoulders, and his back was pressed under the lush sycamore tree. ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

She felt that the corners of her lips were gently slid by the cold fingertips, wiping away the blood that oozes.

After Han Shengyao licked the sweet blood on her fingertips, her purple eyes darkened, she leaned close to the corner of Lin Qianshuang’s lips, and stretched out the tip of her tongue to touch the dried blood on her delicate skin, licking little by little. net.

She remembered that Xia seemed to have touched her apprentice, and when she saw that scene, she was going crazy with jealousy.

Lin Qianshuang's temples jumped sensitively due to the slippery squirming sensation on his face, and the blood all over his body seemed to be attracted by something, making it slightly hot. ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

Han Shengyao's movements of licking her cheeks are very slow, and her lazy movements are full of temptation. Her slightly raised beautiful phoenix eyes are slightly moisturized with the **** desire, and the flow is silky. The seductive temptation, without concealment, drifted away on Lin Qianshuang's body.

"Shuang'er, your face is red."

She stroked Lin Qianshuang’s face that was flushed with tension and shyness, with a smile in her eyes, as if she taught her to practice swords and piano in the past, her tone is not hurried and calm and said: "You and I also did it once in the sea of ​​divine knowledge. If you touch it in such a real way, you will become so restrained. If you use physical blending and practice the method of double cultivation, don't you want to be crying on the bed as a teacher."

Han Shengyao's cry made Lin Qianshuang's blushing deeper, and his eyes were also unfathomable for a moment.

Lin Qianshuang unexpectedly thought of the scene at that moment, but it was not that she was pressed by Han Shengyao, but that she clamped the delicate body of the person who seduced her in front of her.

She had an urge to retaliate against this overbearing woman who threatened her life and intimidated her, let her show pain and tears in her rough caressing and possession, and let her bold move completely cut off all the bad things against her. Think about it.

Her mind suddenly pierced. Amidst the fog, she saw a familiar face. She just thought about who it was. The person's face was covered with white mist, and after a cloud and rain that was hazy and unreal. , The tortured tearful person became her face, and she was so painful that she felt that the other party was not committed enough, and desperately hugged the other party's neck, close to the person's body, inseparable.

The picture really made her angry and embarrassed.

Lin Qianshuang evaded Han Shengyao's sight awkwardly. She knew that she was finished, and the moment she could think of those pictures, she had been completely deflected and was beyond the reach.

"Master, we said we should talk about it."

Lin Qianshuang let out a deep breath. She knew that she couldn't get rid of Han Shengyao's hands on her shoulders, and turned her head to avoid her sight, letting Han Shengyao know her resistance.

Han Shengyao let go of Lin Qianshuang's hand, made a concession, stepped back a few steps, and looked at Lin Qianshuang deeper and said, "Attendant, I don't care who you used to be and what you have to do with others. , I don’t care if you and Demon Xiu ever had a conspiracy. I don’t care about your past."

"I just want to ask you one thing. Putting aside the shackles of Demon Domain's identity, you are willing to be my wife. We cherish each other and be a pair of ordinary Taoists."

Lin Qianshuang's eyes hovered on the ground, feeling a little bit in his heart.

The title of the first beauty of the Demon Realm plus the identity of the Lord of the Demon Realm.

Anyone in this world who wants to become a Taoist couple of Han Sheng Yao can line up the Great Wall.

If ordinary people had agreed early, but Han Shengyao's object was her stranger who was leaving sooner or later or was obliterated by the system.

She can't give promises, can't give a response, and can't give her a heart.

Lin Qianshuang raised her head. At this moment of serious thinking, she realized that Han Shengyao's height seemed to be half a head taller than her, the standard model height, when she looked at her, she still couldn't look up, so she had to raise her eyes. .

She looked at Han Shengyao solemnly.

How can she be negligent if the other party treats her so sincerely.

Lin Qianshuang looked at Han Shengyao without blinking, and solemnly responded: "Master, I was born with a sense of morality and shame, and there are sects involved in honor and disgrace. I am different from the monks of the devil. Xiu must step into the path and cannot be arbitrarily. There is a word of restraint in everything.

Master is the lord of the demon realm. What kind of man and woman can't be found, why bother to seek a person of different paths as a Taoist companion? "

Han Shengyao lazily entangled a strand of hair that fell from her shoulders, raised her eyes towards Lin Qianshuang, and said in a flat tone: "Disciple, then you just won't agree."

Lin Qianshuang lowered his head and said, "Master, please allow the disciple to leave the Demon Realm. Even if you are a demon now, I want to go back to the sect and see the old people there."

"No, this seat will never let you out of the devil's domain, stealing this seat's heart, and wanting to leave this seat, there is no such cheap thing in this world."

Han Shengyao grabbed Lin Qianshuang’s arm and looked at her paranoidly, “You don’t want to be a Taoist companion now, and this seat will not force your body. One day, this seat will Let you be willing to be the wife of this seat and voluntarily dedicate everything you have to this seat."

"Master, why are you, so many people in this world..."

Lin Qianshuang was about to argue, when Han Shengyao's index finger was gently pressed, her earlobe seemed to be held in her mouth, and she bit a tooth mark when she pulled away.

"Stop talking, your lips are moving so restlessly that is very attractive, Shuang'er, your body hasn't recovered yet, I don't want to hurt you anymore."

Han Shengyao's ambiguous words made Lin Qianshuang immediately alert her underground consciousness and stepped back. When she thought that she had been killed in bed by Han Shengyao's god, she didn't want to experience the terrible feeling of pain and wanting to live again.

Different from the cold and hard competition, her disciple's beautiful blue eyes were showing fear at this moment, and her body was shaking slightly, seeming to remember that unpleasant love/affair.

Han Shengyao was satisfied with Lin Qianshuang's rare weak posture.

She hugged Lin Qianshuang's waist, lowered her head to touch her cheek affectionately, and couldn't wait to leave a kiss on her lips.

Lin Qianshuang took Han Shengyao's hand and said anxiously to her: "Master, I don't want to be like this now, please don't do that. I will be very distressed."

Her gaze turned around Han Shengyao, looking at the looming pink corners of a tree and the occasionally poked head, she immediately realized who was here.

Xiao Lanle loves to wear pink clothes, and the half of her face that flashed by has been seen countless times on the avatar frame of the system's favorability interface, and Lin Qianshuang would not admit it wrong anyway.

Xiao Lanle is a straight daughter, and has instilled the idea of ​​harmony between yin and yang since she was a child. Lin Qianshuang has a special status, and he is a respected and respected disciple of the sword repair fairy Jinghua from the fairy gate of Penglai. According to her seniority, Xiao Lanle will even call her a big sister.

Let Xiao Lanle see that she was forced by a woman, according to which she was kissing and hugging....

Lin Qianshuang couldn't imagine what a disaster this was.

"Shuang'er, I didn't do a good job last time and hurt you. This time I won't enter your body rashly. I just touch it. I will make you feel the unspeakable happiness."

Don't...really don't!

"Master, Shengyao, Yaoyao, listen to me!"

Lin Qianshuang pushed Han Shengyao with a horrified expression and blurted out all the titles, but the other party still reluctantly pressed her to the ground and pulled her skirt halfway down.

She couldn't stop screaming because of the deep itching deep in the bone marrow and the trembling caused by touching.

When the lips and tongue were completely conquered, Lin Qianshuang lay on the ground with red ears, red clothes and messy hair. She almost wanted to let herself pass in a coma. The next second target person witnessed her ugliness. She really didn't dare to imagine what kind of expression she would face when she wanted to cooperate with Xiao Lanle.

Lin Qianshuang moved Han Shengyao's arm out and closed her eyes impeccably, motionless like a dead fish.

Anyway, Junior Sister Xiao's favorability bar has dropped to zero, and it doesn't matter if she has more points.

Unlike Han Shengyao, who was confused, Lin Qianshuang's eyes were sober and slightly constricted to endure wave after wave of stimulation, she smiled in her heart, and it was enough to achieve what she wanted to achieve. As for her What does it look like in the other person's heart?

With Han Shengyao's lessons learned, Lin Qianshuang felt that it seemed a very good thing to make Xiao Lanle hate herself.