Seeing Qianxun's tears, Murong Chenzhe felt a surge of anger in his heart. He rushed down fiercely, kissed her tears away fiercely, and ravaged her lips with a crazy kiss.
Chisun was as motionless as a dead fish.
When Murong Chenzhe saw this, he became even angrier and slapped her shoulder hard. A force rushed away from the control of the acupuncture points. Qianxun's whole body relaxed and he had opened the acupoints, but his body was pressed down by him.
"roll!"
Qianxun immediately shouted coldly, and with five fingers like hooks, he actually left five shocking blood marks on Murong Chenzhe's body.[
Murong Chenzhe groaned, thinking that Qianxun would lose any strength under his passion like other women, but he didn't expect that Qianxun would be so powerful.
Murong Chenzhe's face darkened, and he held her hands tightly with his hands.
"Why, do you still want to resist? Your men are dead. From now on, you are mine! You are mine!"
Murong Chenzhe yelled excitedly and was about to invade, but when he heard a bang on the roof, Murong Chenzhe was startled!
This courtyard has been enchanted by him!
Mortals can't break in, could it be...
Murong Chenzhe was angry and angry. He was about to continue and occupy Qianxun first, but unexpectedly, a cold wind blew from behind, carrying a fierce murderous intent!
Qianxun looked up and saw a white-clothed shadow rushing down. Murong Chenzhe also sensed the danger. He turned over and fell off Qianxun's body. The sword followed and turned like lightning.
It penetrated directly into Murong Chenzhe's arm.
Murong Chenzhe snorted and Bingzhi sneered, "You want to get my woman? Just dream!"
With the sword drawn out, Bingzhu raised his hand, and a coat flew towards Qianxun, who quickly took it to cover his naked body.
"You're just a fairy, you want to fight with me?"
Murong Chenzhe snorted coldly. Although his arm was injured, once he stood firm, he was no longer his opponent.
Qianxun's face turned pale. Indeed, although Bingzhu was an immortal, Murong Chenzhe became the devil through righteous means.
Over the past nine hundred years, he has silently absorbed human essence to double his spiritual practice and double his magical power.
Sure enough, Bingzhu and Murong Chenzhe fought each other more than a dozen times, and gradually became at a disadvantage. Qianxun had already put on his robe, and was fighting side by side with Bingzhu holding a sword.