Qinggexu narrowed his eyes, and a sharp light burst out from his eyes.
Furong scattered.
There is no cure to solve.
Mei Qingchen really has a good move.
In the secret room, the night pearls and crystals are not illuminated. Two exquisite candle lamps are placed in front of the table covered with red cloth. When the door opens, the breeze ripples, the candlelight shakes, the light is dim, and the singing half of the face is hidden.
In the shadow, the black eyes reflected the dark red light. In the flowing light, the person outside the door was getting closer and closer.
Mei Qingchen was wearing a big red wedding robe, a jade crown on his head, and a smile on his face.
He walked up to Qingge, his voice hoarse, and he whispered: "Ge'er, I can't wait for the day of getting married, and I'm afraid of accidents. As long as you pass tonight, I'll give you the freedom you want, I owe you.
You will give you anything, and you can also get cramps and bones on me, as long as you are happy, it's fine."
When talking, the man looked tender, as if he was a boy who was deeply in love.
Unfortunately, two blood lights flashed deep in those eyes, revealing his ambition and ready-to-move.
He can't wait.
He felt a sense of panic that only by cooking raw rice can he calm his heart down.
Mei Qingchen was right in front of Qingge's eyes, and his huge figure blocked the vast light.
He stretched out his hand and took off the phoenix hairpin that was inserted into Qingge's bun, and his soft white hair was scattered.
Due to the poison of Furong Dispersed, Qingge's face turned flushed and her eyes were blurred. Even if she tried her best to calm herself down, she could not stop the toxin from entering the bones.
Qingge's palms became colder and colder.
Mei Qingchen leaned down and grabbed Qingge's chin, forcing Qingge's cheek to face him.
The nightmare in the spiritual world is extremely anxious.
When he encountered such a difficult thing, he didn't know what to do for a moment.
That's the lotus scattered.
Even in his heyday, there was no way.
Qingge sat on the bed, Mei Qingchen's touch made her feel nauseous and even got goose bumps all over her body.
If it were the past, Qingge didn't care about the matter between men and women. As long as he could live and still had this life, it would be enough.
But now it is different. She is very resistant inside. As soon as she thinks of what is about to happen, she will be afraid and collapse, and the meaning of killing will arise deep in her heart.
Qingge has never been such a person, however, she is willing to lose weight for another man and is willing to wait for months, years, or even decades.
No matter how powerful she is, she is still a woman.
For women, there are not so many ambitions, it is just choosing one person to live in old age.
Qingge's body was limp and she couldn't resist.
The consciousness became more and more confused. Qingge used all his strength to bite his lower lip hard. The fragile red lips broke in an instant, and the blood flowed out, dyeing the white teeth red. The pain made Qingge wake up for a moment, but it was only
Just sober.
Mei Qingchen frowned and wiped the blood from Qingge's lips with his fingertips.
It cannot be erased, and the more it flows, the more it flows.
Mei Qingchen's mind moved and lowered his head slightly, as if he wanted to kiss the blood.
The flowing look in the man's eyes was filled with pity.
Qingge's eyes widened slightly, revealing a cruel meaning.
"Mei Qingchen, in my lifetime, I will definitely peel you, eat your meat, and drink your blood."
When Mei Qingchen approached, Qingsong's red lips twitched and said.
How deep is it to say such a thing?
Mei Qingchen's heart seemed to be sealed by ice and snow, and then a crack appeared, and blood flowed out of the crack.
Mei Qingchen's eyes were completely scarlet, and his whole body was filled with violent aura. He looked fierce, like a desperate person, with a ruthless force, and saw him increase the strength of his hands. Qingge's jawbone seemed to be
He cut it off.
Mei Qingchen's hand began to move downwards. When he touched the woman's tender and delicate neck, Qingge couldn't help but shivered.
Hate to the core.
Qingge's eyes were beating with dark green light.
It is said that elves do not cause dust and do not fight with the world. However, they do not know that the essence of elves and monsters is slaughter. Of course, there are very few elves with the intention of killing in their blood, and that is the truly noble elves.
.
Mei Qingchen's hand had to slide down to explore a more sacred place.
The soft touch of the skin made Mei Qingchen's heart beat wildly.
He was leaping and cheering.
Even though Qingge's will was firm, he had no strength at this moment, his limbs were weak and boneless, and he fell on the bed.
The woman's slender body is deeply trapped in the red bed.
Mei Qingchen changed his mind and unbuttoned Qingge's waist seal.
Qingge's eyes widened, and he was about to break his throat. A few sounds popped out of his throat, "Mei Qingchen, you dare!"
She almost used her life to do her best in a few simple words.
Qingge's pupils were bloodshot, red and terrible, covered in blood, venting her anger.
What Qingge and Yan didn't know was that when she was poisoned by Furong, the wisp of bone marrow smoke that wrapped around her heart was filled with the storm.
Mei Qingchen stopped hearing Qingge's words, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
"Ge'er, don't be afraid." Mei Qingchen comforted Qingge's emotions.
The man hooked a corner of the waist seal and gently pulled it down. The knotted waist seal gradually loosened and slowly untied it.
The breeze was cool and penetrated into it, slid coldly across Qingge's body.
Qingge pursed her lips tightly, her body trembled slightly, and she was furious.
She only had a big red shirt on her body, and there was no other clothes inside, just to do it. If she untied the shirt, she would no longer cover it up.
Qingge felt the shame again.
The toxins of Furong Powder are getting stronger and stronger, and Qingge loses his mind.
At this moment, Mei Qingchen's movement of unbuttoning his waist froze, and he was also stiff, his eyes straightened, fainted, and fell on Qingge.
Not far away, the space was twisted, the green light surged, and a figure walked out stepping out.
He has black hair in red robe, weird eyes, evil and evil, under the dark night, he is the king!
The green light on Ji Yue's body disappeared. He walked to the bed with a cold face, stretched out his hand, lifted Mei Qingchen up, and threw it to the ground.
A wisp of smoke appeared and appeared between Ji Yue's eyebrows.
Qingge noticed the movement and widened her eyes with great effort, but no matter how she looked, she couldn't see the person in front of her, but the familiar feeling and smell made her nostalgic for greed.
"Little Fox..." She murmured in a muffled voice.
Ji Yue's arrogant and cold face was a little softer, and he gently tidied up Qingge's clothes.
"It's really you."
Qingge's hand was touching Ji Yue's face randomly.
Ji Yue grabbed Qingting's wrist and said, "Yes, it's me."
The man looked at her dotingly.
Hearing the familiar and unfamiliar voice, Qingge was stunned. After a long time, she covered her face with her hands, her shoulders trembled slightly, as if there were tears, she slid out of her fingers, dripping across her cheeks, and dripping on the red silk
superior.
Her heaven is here.
She could finally take off her armor, put down her weapons, cry out loud, and complain about her grievances.
She never fell into a thousand cups, but after drinking the hibiscus poison, she got drunk. (To be continued)