His hands kept moving around, one by one with spiritual runes soothing their tired bodies.
As Li Xuan slowly massaged them, after a long time, Li Xuan's hand touched them...
The snow-white skin and warm hands made both of them feel a little uncomfortable.
Looking at the magnificent scene in front of him, Li Xuan felt a burning fire rising in his belly!
Suddenly, a burst of strange fragrance floated towards Xiang Lihua.
Xiang Lihua smelled a fragrance, and her heart suddenly became extremely empty. Her body could no longer hold on and became extremely weak.
She looked at Li Xuan in confusion and murmured: "Xiao Xuanzi, don't torture me anymore!"
Then Xiang Lihua hugged Li Xuan directly, took off all Li Xuan's clothes in three strokes, and then kissed him with a small mouth.
Li Xuan immediately felt a charming body fragrance, and the soft and sweet taste in his mouth and tongue, tightly intertwined with him.
That soft and sweet feeling made the blood in Li Xuan's body boil, and his whole body boiled with enthusiasm and exploded completely...
Seeing Xiang Lihua's passion, Han Yanliu on the side also leaned over and kept stroking her body with his jade hands.
Immediately, Xiang Lihua began to twist like a water snake, her whole body seemed to be covered in water.
Li Xuan's hands naturally hugged her slender waist, and then he reached up and felt a softness. The rich feeling made Li Xuan linger.
At this time, Xiang Lihua was completely confused under Li Xuan's manipulation.
"Sister, she may have been holding it in for a long time, which is why she feels so uncomfortable. Let's help her together!"
Han Yanliu's eyes were like the crescent moon, with a smile on his face, and his hands began to help Xiang Lihua.
At this time, Xiang Lihua was at the mercy of Li Xuan, and her jade body became extremely bright red.
"Xiaoxuan, I've missed you so much these past few years. Give it to me now. I can't wait any longer. I feel so uncomfortable..."
A sharp gasp came from Xiang Lihua's mouth.
Seeing this, Li Xuan no longer hesitated and stopped torturing Xiang Lihua.
"ah……"
Xiang Lihua made a happy sound, and Li Xuan couldn't help but get excited.
Tenderness has been revealed, cicadas are moving with low eyebrows, beauty is blushing with shame, mandarin ducks are shadowing each other...
Countless times of continuous passion finally reached its peak with a low drink from Li Xuan.
A green bead seemed to emerge from behind Li Xuan, then headed towards Xiang Lihua's body and sank directly into it.
But Li Xuan hadn't called it a day yet and picked up Han Yanliu, feeling another wave of passion...
In the depression outside Aoki City, Zi Ling looked very ugly. If this trend continued, Aoki City would definitely not be able to be breached.
Now there are only two years left of the ten-year beast wave.
If the power of the ancient gods is restored two years later, then they will have no choice but to stay away from this area.
Zi Ling looked at the blood eagle and said, "Cang Wu, come here."
This bloody giant eagle heard Zi Ling's words and then came to Zi Ling's side.
"If we follow this trend, we will definitely not be able to break through Aoki City, and we need to use your clan's last resort."
"But he is the son of our tribal elder and needs the elder's decision."
Zi Ling nodded and said: "Then you go and report it. He is not a talented demon cultivator anyway. If he dies, he will die!"
Then the blood eagle took out a talisman and activated it directly, sending a stream of divine consciousness across thousands of miles and directly towards the giant eagle tribe.
At the ruins of Yunyang City, a young man covered in fiery red looked at the ruins silently, and then glanced at the completely collapsed Black Mountain beside it.
Behind him, stood thirteen monsters, the leader of which was a white one-horned dragon horse.
The one-horned dragon horse looked at the ruins in fear. If he hadn't escaped faster that day, he would have died in the ruins.
And this man is the demon king from the distant demon realm who came to investigate.
He followed respectfully. Behind the dragon and horse, there were twelve monster beasts of different shapes standing.
This is the ancestor of the twelve tribes, and every monster has reached the sixth level.
Among them, the white dragon horse is a seventh-level monster.
As for the man in front of him, he was an eighth-level demon king with extremely terrifying magical powers.
"What exactly happened that day, tell me one by one!"
The white dragon horse sent out a burst of spiritual consciousness, and one scene after another suddenly appeared in the young man's mind.
The scene of the battle that day was vivid in my mind, as if a video had been played.
Then, he noticed a young man wearing black clothes.
His face became ugly because he saw that the saint daughter of his Phoenix clan was making waves of overwhelming sounds!
Saint, she is actually being cultivated by a human monk!
Although the situation in Xumi Space cannot be clearly seen, there is no doubt that this situation must have happened.
His face turned ugly, and then he looked at the white dragon horse behind him!
The white dragon horse had a look of panic on its face, and the white hair on its forehead was soaked with sweat.
It felt tremendous mental pressure. At this moment, it secretly regretted that it would not have let him know about it if it had known about it.
"Who else knows about this?"
Hearing this question, the white dragon horse was even more frightened, and had a vague premonition in his heart.
"What am I asking you?" The young man reiterated again, and the mental pressure of the white dragon horse became even greater.
"Only...I am the only one who knows. I didn't tell anyone what happened that day."
Hearing this, the young man showed a look of satisfaction on his face, and then asked: "Then, who is this human monk?"
"He, he is a human monk in Aoki City. I think he accidentally opened the seal and let the demon girl out!"
"He appeared in Aoki City, and he is still confronting the demon cultivators of our demon tribe!"
The young man looked in the direction of Aoki City, and then a trace of viciousness appeared in his eyes.
How dare he be disrespectful to the saint, I must extract his soul and torture him every day!
"Since you are the only one who knows, you can rest in peace!"
When the white dragon horse heard this, his expression changed greatly. Just when he was about to resist, he suddenly saw the young man in front of him snap his fingers, and then a ball of red flames burned from the inside out.
Screams rang out one after another, and then the strongest man in the Yunyang area fell directly.
This is just a snap of this man's fingers.
The leaders of the twelve tribes present looked ahead in horror. It seemed that they had been silenced. Fortunately, they did not know the inside story.