Xia Xun had a very strange dream, in which he turned into a surging tide and rushed straight into a shallow, narrow canyon. The warmth there was fascinating, and every time he entered, he felt like he was about to fly.

But it seemed that the entrance to the canyon was too narrow. Every time he had to try to use all his strength to completely penetrate the canyon and touch the deepest part of the canyon, the mysterious secluded realm that made his whole body tremble.

Above the canyon, there seemed to be a faint moan echoing, but Xia Xun, who was in an obsessed state, obviously could not hear it. He could only work hard to impact the narrowness that blocked him, as if there was only one left between heaven and earth, which could make the hearts infinitely close and close in close contact.

Slowly, the canyon standing in front of Xia Xun began to tremble gradually, as if some geological changes had occurred. The small hills like petals on both sides of the canyon opened and closed, as if they wanted to get closer infinitely, and as if they wanted to say goodbye to each other, they wanted to refuse but welcome him. In just a few minutes, they pushed him into the clouds in the sky, and even their hearts were trembling.

Then, the clear springs in the canyon surged in the constant tremors of the mountains, and they worked hard with him, and the hot streams that were turbulently storming into the canyon were blended and mixed with each other, and then they burst out with amazing fusion energy, quickly backfilling the lost power of each other.

I don’t know if the meeting of Qingquan and Heat Flow will lead to life, but at this moment, the tide and the canyon are indeed together, reaching the peak of happiness...

The good night is short and the spring dream is scarce. Lao Xia slept sweetly, but suddenly woke up by the noisy sound outside the window, and a fire swelled up in his heart.

But immediately, seeing the petite and lovely man who was also sleeping in his arms, Xia Xun's anger suddenly seemed to be poured down by a basin of ice water. His irritable heart instantly regained its coolness and brightness.

The extremely delicate paper mustard was lying on her left side with a blush on her body, her shallow squinting eyes trembled slightly, her delicate little face was filled with a shy look and the satisfaction and comfort of being a woman, as well as her slightly opened confusing little mouth, which is still slightly breathing with the aftermath of the crazy charm, her cheeks flushed, and her cute and fair forehead also has a trace of sweat from the war.

Seeing such a beautiful scenery made Xia Xun feel extremely distressed. He could no longer help but bend down, lowered his head and kissed the little face of paper mustard that was crafted with jade.

"Bad guy, don't come!"

The little mustard, who was originally slightly closed his eyes and pretending to be sleeping beside Xia Xun, was startled and quickly opened his smart eyes and hid towards the other side of the bed like a frightened rabbit.

I felt very good just now. Although this was the first time, Xiao Mustard felt that there was not much pain. After the initial pain, the rest was all a happy acquaintance with her lover. The intense and comfortable feeling made her, who had always been obsessed with her, couldn't help but fall in love with her.

However, when this comfortable time was infinitely extended by Xia Xun's strong body, Xiao Mustard began to fear, climbing to the peak again and again, causing her body to spasm. The feeling was as if she was so comfortable that she was about to die. Her mind was blank, and even her consciousness seemed to be in chaos. Only her body was still twirling and responding constantly, so as to endure Xia Xun's endless love and whipping, accompanying her true love, and rising into the sky again and again.

However, Xiao Mustard was really about to cry. His lover was working on him like a storm, cultivating her body. When he really stopped, his consciousness had already become blurred, and he could not even count how many times he had gone.

Four times, not absolutely five times! This guy with a gentle appearance and a beast in his heart! Little Mustard looked at Xia Xun who was moving closer to her in fear, and couldn't help but shivered in his heart.

"Uh..." Looking at the pitiful appearance of paper mustard, Xia Xun was a little surprised. Could it be that his crazy look scared her?

"You bad guy, you are all swollen! 5555..." Little Mustard sat up barely, and the silky quilt immediately slid off her petite shoulders, revealing large areas of snow-white skin with a slightly red look.

Xia Xun swallowed, and it turns out that Hua's wife could not see enough of her beautiful wife.

"Ahem, the first time, I'm not skilled yet, it'll be fine in the future." Hearing Xiao Mustard's complaint, Xia Xun fooled it awkwardly, then quickly picked up the paper Mustard and rushed into the bathroom.

However, even with the little beauty in her arms, Xia Xun did not penetrate his love too much in such a erotic scene. One is that Xiao Mustard's delicate body is already unbearable to beat him, and the other is that there are some noisy flies flying around outside the small building. Even if he has the heart to steal, he is still distracted.

But only Xia Xun himself knew that he was afraid that his younger brothers would suffer losses in the hands of those outsiders, because even if he was here, he could clearly feel the strong aura of the people downstairs. Feng Wu and the others are not here now, and that boy Li Ang could not hold on. If the other party came in a team, the people on his side would be inadequate, and it would be difficult for him to not suffer any casualties.

However, when he hurriedly finished his shower and was about to fall from the sky, the battle circle downstairs seemed to have undergone new changes.

Qin Fengwu and Long Yuan who were talking about in his heart had already rushed back at some point. Especially in Qin Fengwu's flawless jade hand, he was holding a little loli wearing a little Red Riding Hood and wearing cute children's clothes. This really surprised Xia Xun, who thought she must have no love in her heart, a little bit.

But who are the three people who left? Why does one of them have a back? It looks very familiar. Could it be that they were old friends from the previous life?

Xia Xun shook his head. He couldn't think of who the back was, so he simply stopped thinking about it. Instead, he focused on a man and a woman who had already started fighting in the field.

"All of them are fast swordsmen." Looking at the sword energy that was constantly aroused in the venue, Xia Xun sighed a little, and the light in his eyes flowed, and he saw all the dazzled moves of the two of them.

I haven't seen Long Yuan take action before, and Xia Xun's impression of her is still at the point where she is facing the Spider-Double-faced Man in the dense forest and blocks bullets for him outside Jinling City. But today I found that the opponent's sword style is so fast that he has almost formed his own style of doing whatever he wants.

In other words, Long Yuan herself is also a genius in using swords like her sister. Moreover, this woman has always been heartless in her style, which has made her almost no obsession and unwilling to take action. She is so sharp and decisive in her sword force, and the sword speed will naturally show a trend of a sharp and sharp rise.

This woman is the kind of "ruthless" person who knows the idea that even if she kills countless people and waves her hand to leave, she still can never get involved in the blood.

However, although this woman's sword was very fast, it was only compared to others, because Xia Xun had now reached the realm of "seeing the smallest" eyes. Even the invisible magic power could see the general clues, let alone Long Yuan swung it, but it was just a sword body that ordinary people could not make up for with their naked eyes.

"However, if you don't fight to the death, you will be only half inferior to me. If you add her cousin's Qin Fengwu, you will probably be the one who is beaten to run away with your head." Xia Xun believes that the cooperation between these two sisters in sword style is definitely not like the mobs he has ever encountered. Even if he cannot explosively increase his overall combat ability, he can at least exert his strength of 1+1=2. And twice the current strength of Long Yuan, he really cannot beat him, and even guarantee that he will not be defeated.

However, it seems that he and Qin Fengwu have more than twice the combat power. Thinking of the fact that he and Qin Fengwu joined forces to launch a critical attack on ice and fire, the fighting blood in Xia Xun's body seemed to start boiling again.

"Bad guy, both sisters are so strong!" At some point, the paper mustard had been cleaned and wearing a wide cartoon nightgown she chose, she walked in timidly from the door.

Judging from her limping, she seemed to be really ravaged by herself.

"Don't go down and take a look?" Xia Xun was not surprised at how he knew that Long Yuan was fighting below. He remembered that this guy controlled the power of his mind. He once felt the aura of corruption and hatred seven or eight meters away from less than level 4. Such a spiritual perception ability, if placed on him or any melee fighter, would be equivalent to allowing them to directly step into the second level of energy control with half a foot, and the "visiting micro" realm. Once that happens, how can the combat power of their melee fighters be described as a leaps and bounds.

"It's all your fault. I don't have the strength to walk now. If I go down now, I will definitely be laughed to death." Paper mustard gently twisted Xia Xun's waist, and then ignored Xia Xun, who was pretending to be painful and aggrieved, and staggered into the warm bed.
Chapter completed!