"Fang Xiaoyu, what do you want to do? Why don't you let me go quickly..." Yingji Chunmei bit her lip lightly, pretending to be very anxious.
She deliberately raised her voice, and when she spoke, she also lengthened her pitch. It was as if someone was trying to force her.
Obviously, this woman deliberately called out to the two Yin gods who were coming not far away.
While shouting, Yingji Junmei had already put her hand into her chest, trying to pull out the red bellyband she was wearing.
At this moment, she looked extremely anxious, but there was a burst of ecstasy in her heart: Fang Xiaoyu, Fang Xiaoyu, wait until I take out the red bellyband and put a cover on the soul torture stick. As soon as the Black God and the White God came over, they immediately
I can take your kid down, and then you have to listen to me obediently.
The two Yin gods in the distance were secretly proud of themselves when they saw it.
"Great, this kid is about to get hit. Come on, let's go over and capture him." Bai Shen's eyes widened, looking at Yingji Chunmei's hand, reaching into her chest, and he was sure that Fang Xiaoyu would be hit.
trick.
He couldn't wait to rush over and capture Fang Xiaoyu.
"No, wait a minute, the soul torture stick in this kid's hand is not a vegetarian. When Yingji Junmei shows her red bellyband and covers the soul torture stick, let's take action again! Once Yingji Junmei takes action, she will definitely be able to
This kid is so fascinated that there is no need to rush now! Haha!" Black God persuaded with a confident look on his face.
"That's right, we might as well just enjoy it and enjoy it. Haha!" Bai Shen also relaxed his vigilance and sat down next to the stone.
Seeing the two Yin gods in front of them, they stopped. The leader of the Witchcraft Club and the Black Guardian also stopped.
The two of them stared at Yingji Junmei under the moonlight with their eyes wide open.
At this moment, Yingji Chunmei reached out to her chest, groping around inside, but she still didn't pull out her red bellyband, which made the two of them very anxious.
"Master, the pure and beautiful goddess Yingji, why haven't you pulled out the red bellyband yet?" Protector Black asked in confusion.
Shanzuo Xiangbei also frowned suspiciously: "I can't understand, I really can't understand. I don't know what our main palace goddess, the Yin Goddess, is going to do? Is she pulling her red bellyband, or is she trying to impress herself?
Massage?”
Hearing the discussion between the two people, the two Yin gods, the black and white masters of the temple, began to feel a little uneasy.
The two Yin gods stretched their necks and watched Yingji Chunmei's every move.
I saw this beauty reaching into her chest, but she still didn't pull out the red bellyband. Instead, she took off her clothes bit by bit.
"This... what exactly is going on? Could it be that the pure beauty Yingji is playing a big game of chess and wants to use her big moves to take down that kid Fang Xiaoyu?" Heishen shook his head in disbelief and sighed: "That's not right!"
Bai Shen also shook his head and murmured to himself: "No, something is wrong with this situation. Yingji Junmei looks like she really wants to get together with this kid."
In fact, Yingji Junmei was completely out of control at this time.
From the moment Fang Xiaoyu placed his hand on her shoulder, the cold air in her body was completely sealed.
Not only did she fail to stop Fang Xiaoyu from mentioning Thunder Qi, but she went against Fang Xiaoyu's path.
At this moment, she felt a burst of heat inside her body, and her whole body was trembling involuntarily.
The familiar yet deadly spring energy released by Fang Xiaoyu made her unable to extricate herself.
"Fang Xiaoyu, what the hell are you doing? Are you using that gangster trick on me again..." Yingji Chunmei took a deep breath and tried to break free from Fang Xiaoyu's masterful hands, but she felt that her whole body was limp and she couldn't exert her strength.
Although she wanted to get rid of Fang Xiaoyu's control, she was extremely greedy for all the comforts brought by this ray of spring.
"This is exactly what you like. I just followed your inner thoughts and gave you some comfort." Fang Xiaoyu smiled at Yingji Chunmei and said: "You don't want to use a red bellyband to cover my cuffs."
Soul stick? Now you can take off the red bellyband and put it on."
As he said this, Fang Xiaoyu deliberately made a move to withdraw his hand.
He had just withdrawn a little bit of his spring energy when Yingji Junmei sensed it.
At this time, she was completely whetted by this deadly spring energy, and could no longer care about other troubles.
She grabbed Fang Xiaoyu's hand, bit her lip and shouted: "Don't... don't withdraw your hand. Whatever you want, we can discuss it."
"Okay, I'll help you!" Fang Xiaoyu smiled slightly, and then placed his hand on the woman's abdomen.
As an inexplicable feeling of comfort surged from her lower abdomen, Yingji Chunmei felt a numbness all over her body. She was completely fascinated by Fang Xiaoyu's wonderful hands.
"Oh! My God...it feels so comfortable...don't pull away, okay?" Yingji stared at Fang Xiaoyu with a longing expression, and moaned softly.
At this moment, she looked like the heroine in a certain country's blockbuster. Her expression and voice were intoxicating.
The black and white Yin Shen, the master of the witchcraft club, and the black guardians who were hiding not far away were all watching with eyes wide open.
"This...this...what exactly is going on?"
"Here I go, thinking that Bu Yingji's pure beauty is so charming, this play must be too realistic! I was fascinated by it.
"Wonderful, really wonderful."
"Great, great! I think even a man would be fascinated by this kind of charm. Fang Xiaoyu is completely screwed this time."
The two Yin gods were having a lively discussion with the two of them, and they were anxiously waiting to see Fang Xiaoyu's good show next.
At this moment, Fang Xiaoyu took out a cinnabar jade pen from the French cloth bag.
"Oh! What are you going to do..." Yingji Junmei was shocked.
"I want to erase the soul imprint on your body. From now on, you are mine. Listen to me and be my girl." Fang Xiaoyu smiled coldly and moved the cinnabar jade pen to Yingji's pure and beautiful face at an extremely fast speed.
Dot it on your forehead.
"Impossible, I am the supreme Yin God of the main palace, there is no way I can listen to you. Go to hell!" Yingji Chunmei pushed Fang Xiaoyu hard, trying to break free from his hands.
"If you want to run away, there's no way!"
Fang Xiaoyu gently pulled the woman back into his arms, and then drew a rune on the Tanzhong point on her chest.
"No, Fang Xiaoyu, you can't. I'm the Nvyin God. I'm a goddess. You can't tame me into your soul slave..." Yingji Chunmei let out a scream and tried to bite Fang Xiaoyu, but Fang Xiaoyu just lightly bit her with her hand.
He pinched and held the woman's chin, making her unable to move.
"Why not?" Fang Xiaoyu glanced at Yingji Chunmei coldly and said: "When you captured my girlfriend's human soul, did you ask me if it was not allowed?"
"You...you won't succeed." Yingji Chunmei gritted her teeth in anger. Suddenly she saw her hand fall on her waist and quickly took off her skirt.
"I'll go, what do you want to do?" Fang Xiaoyu couldn't laugh or cry when he saw this scene.
"Go to hell! I'm not that easy to take down." Suddenly Yingji Chunmei took out a square-shaped object from inside her skirt and threw it towards Fang Xiaoyu. (To be continued)