Closing his eyes, Qingcheng's mind was full of the word "compensation". He thought of that rainy night, when she was sitting astride him. His hands touched her fair skin, wandered over her plump breasts, and kissed her on the lips.
Touching her sweetness, while his penis moved in and out of her body crazily.
She called him in a sweet voice: "Qingcheng..."
The tight and warm feeling almost made him melt. The two bodies were tightly connected, and no one else could arouse his sexual desire more.
Just thinking about her, her body became unbearably hot. Qingcheng gasped slightly, and unconsciously held her hand that was already hard and huge, masturbating while thinking about her.
That night, Qingcheng was destined to lose sleep.
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Ren Qianqian couldn't sleep even for a moment in the trapped demon tower of Tianling Temple in Lingjiu Mountain.
"Where did this girl come from who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth? How dare you enter the Trapped Demon Tower!"
"Ehehehe, this girl smells so good!"
"Eat her eat her!"
On the fifth floor of the Trapped Demon Tower, Ren Qianqian rushed to the fifth floor with continuous killing sprees. The monsters on this floor were much more powerful than those below. Ren Qianqian flew with his sword and looked around.
My body is a little tired, but my spirit is very exciting.
"Today I really got rid of all the grievances I had in my previous life. It's so happy!" An evil smile appeared on her red lips, and Ren Qianqian rushed forward with a sword.
Outside, Murong Wushuang didn't leave either. He was sitting at the stone table drinking wine and waiting for Ren Qianqian.
Screams continued all around the Sleeping Demon Tower. Jin Chan looked at the dawn sky and shook his head with a sigh: "Master Ren is indeed an extraordinary person. What I taught you was just superficial skills, and the power he created in his own hands was not as powerful as that of Ren Clan.
Twenty percent.”
A rare smile appeared on Murong Wushuang's lips: "This prince is also impressed by her."
This girl is quite capable.
The new moon was about to rise, and it was another new day. Murong Wushuang looked at the rising sun on the horizon and looked sideways at Jin Chan: "How long until our people arrive?"
"Back to Your Highness, it only takes one day for the army and the demon subduing masters under my command to be here."
"What does the demon subduing master do? To capture people, we need to rely on the army."
Jin Chan looked at the Sleeping Demon Tower and said quietly: "It's not just people who want her. There is a thousand-year-old snake demon who has been coveting her power, and it is estimated that she will come to seize her this time."
Murong Wushuang's face was instantly covered with frost, and the thorn-gold python costume highlighted his noble body. Murong Wushuang raised his head and said without fear: "No matter how many times I ask him to come, I will also ask him to come without any fear."
Return."
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In front of the Demon Subduing Gate of Qingcheng Mountain, Yunshui looked at most of the people coming here, his eyes full of vicissitudes of life. Qingcheng Mountain has been built for hundreds of years, but he did not expect that the foundation cast by it would be such a rotten one.
There are too many of those people he is familiar with, disciples he has taught personally, and some are even the senior brothers of the current head.
Their eyes were shining with excitement, as if they would not be in any danger, but would get huge wealth.
With power comes money and power, and the Demon Spectrum can bring them too many things.
Human greed will swallow up the moral bottom line in their hearts, and at this moment they have become slaves of desire.
Yunshui sighed, stood in front of the Demon Subduing Sect and gave the last instruction: "No matter what happens, my uncle wants you to remember that the master of the sect will always be your sect master, and the friendship between fellow masters and brothers is more important than anything else."
"Uncle Master, don't worry, we will definitely inherit the sect leader's ambition and get back the demon genealogy."
"Yes! We must get back the demon book!"
The young voice echoed across the mountains, which was particularly harsh today.
Yunshui's old body trembled, he lowered his head, and instantly became dozens of years older.
They can't hear him at all now. They have been blinded by desire and can't see anything.
The human heart is really an unpredictable thing.
Qian'er's little disciple, you can see more clearly than your uncle and your master.
Waving his hand, Yunshui walked back with the young disciple guarding the door, no longer looking at the group of people coming down the mountain.
The young people walked down the mountain, fearing that they would never come back.
At the same time, Qingcheng also set off from Lieyan Mountain in a cheerful mood. Weiyu and Luo Yi followed behind her. The three of them didn't look like they were going to save people, but rather they were leisurely touring the mountains and rivers.
Everyone was very leisurely, except for Ren Qianqian, who fought all the way to the point where he was weak in the Sleeping Demon Tower.
The fifth floor was captured, the sixth floor came out again, the sixth floor was captured, and the seventh, eighth, and ninth floors were captured.
Ren Qianqian only felt tired. When she reached the seventh floor, she had to stop and eat. The tower on the seventh floor was much more advanced than the one below. The tower was originally dead, but it was full of plants. Ren Qianqian
Qian Qian heard from people outside that there were actually no demons living on this floor, because apart from the flowers and plants that eat people, there were no demons at all.
As time goes by, no one knows what lives here.
Ren Qianqian ate, cut some flowers and grass to lay a soft mat, determined to repair it here, and then rushed to the top in one go.
There was a layer of demon grass scattered around her. As long as the demon came close to the grass, it would emit a huge light. For this reason, Ren Qianqian was not afraid of being invaded but she didn't know it.
Feeling a little sleepy, Ren Qianqian gradually fell asleep.
In a daze, she saw a man coming from deep in the grass. He was wearing a green shirt, a luxurious sapphire green with peacock feathers embroidered on it. His eyebrows were slender, his lips were soft, and his eyes seemed to have a mist hidden in them.
, hazy but charming, with an emerald green gem printed between his eyebrows, he came over and sat next to him.
Calling to herself softly: "Qian'er, how are you doing?"
Who is it? Who is calling me? Why is this person so familiar? It seems like he is a very important person buried deep in his memory. However, this body does not belong to her!
Whose memory is this, and whose voice is this?
The voice went straight to the bottom of her heart, making her feel heartbroken.
It hurt so much that Ren Qianqian almost instinctively grabbed the man with his eyes open and murmured: "Master..."
A line of tears fell, and Ren Qianqian saw a person through the mist. He was a real and imaginary man wearing a luxurious green shirt. It seemed that he did not expect that she would wake up. The man lowered his head and looked at the sleeping grass in his hand, feeling somewhat troubled and angry.
Laughing: "This thing actually malfunctioned. It's so hard to use!"