Qingge's nose felt sore and he threw himself into Ji Yue's arms. Although Ji Yue's body was painful, his heart was filled with joy. He endured the torn pain, raised his hands, hugged her, and smiled: "It's cold."
Woolen cloth."
"kindness."
"It's wind blowing."
"kindness."
"Kiss me."
"kindness."
kindness?
Qingge was about to cry without tears, and now he did not forget to take advantage of her.
Ji Yue closed her eyes, her delicate face as delicate as a knife was full of perfect facial features, charming and infatuation, her outline was hidden in the dim lights, the corners of her mouth were raised up, smiling but not smiling, both righteous and evil, and a little cunning,
A bit elegant.
Qingge rolled his eyes and popped his face. He was very refreshing, without dragging on the mud, and was very free and easy. It was just that the girl's ears were so red?
Ji Yue smiled, suddenly stood up, picked up Qingge, and Qingge panicked, "Let me down."
"Don't let it go."
"You have injuries!"
"No pain."
Qingge struggled to go down. Ji Yue took a breath of air conditioning in pain, frowned into a huge Sichuan character. Seeing this, Qingge had no choice but to curl up and dare not move around, for fear of tearing his wounds.
Ji Yue's upper robe was torn off when Qingge was looking for a needle, leaving only a few pieces of cloth. Ji Yue's eyes were dark green and dark, and there were flames, "What should I do?"
"What should I do?" Qingge asked.
"I want...I want you."
Ji Yue lowered her head and leaned against Qingge's ears. The boiling hot and boiling air sprayed on Qingge's ears, as if an electric current rushed across her body.
Qingge was stunned and stunned. What's the matter?
Can the style of painting change be so fast?
etc--
"Don't you have any problems with that?" This sentence is unforgettable and can't be forgotten even if Qingge beats her to death.
"What's that aspect?" Ji Yue smiled evilly, "I mean I'm born with cold hands. Where do you want to go? Really color."
Qingge: "..."
As smart as her, she naturally could think of what Ji Yue said before, because her body was affected by the Qingliu secret technique.
but--
"Will Qingliu use secret techniques on you still have any impact?" She didn't believe it. It would be safe to pull out the iron nail embroidery needle that was shackled by Ji Yue. Before she entered the stone chamber, Qingliu also said, Ji Yue
Absolutely not able to survive.
But Ji Yue in front of her is full of vitality.
Ji Yue smiled and said, "Her secret technique is to use the ancient turtle compass to imprison my soul. When the purgatory fire of the turtle compass burned my soul, I released some of the power of the demon king to protect myself, but I have to take her.
I was completely safe after getting the turtle compass."
Qingge didn't know how much force he used and how much pain he endured with every move, every word and a smile.
His body couldn't stand it, but when he saw her, he was too happy and had some strength in shock.
"Where is the turtle compass?" Qingge asked.
"The green willow is hidden in the skeleton box under the bed."
"Go and get it." Qingge left.
Ji Yue held her down, "My problem has not been solved yet."
“What’s the problem?”
Ji Yue was silent, looking at her ambiguously, without saying a word.
Qingge: "..."
Qingge suddenly closed his eyes, and his heart ruthlessness, pulled down his clothes, revealing a piece of his shoulder, "Come on."
Ji Yue: "..."
The normal plot seems to be not progressing like this. It should be that the heroine wants to refuse and welcome him. She is confused and shy. Why is his girl so wild!
However, he likes it.
only--
Ji Yue smiled gently, "Come next time."
Ji Yue's voice was very light, her breath was as angry as a fucking silk, her eyes were dark, she went forward and fell to the ground with Qingge.
Qingge opened his eyes and watched Ji Yue's tall body twist into the shape of a little fox in a bushing purple-red fire.
Qingge clenched his hands and his fingernails were embedded in the flesh. Her eyes looked coldly at the little fox curled up on the ground.
The little fox is still that little fox. What is different from usual is that its mane is a bit sparse and scattered.
No, it is more of a new life than a rare one.
boom!
Qingge's pupils widened, and the blood in her body flowed backwards, as if there was a prairie fire, connecting her flesh and soul, burning her ruthlessly.
What echoed in my ears was the cruel and yin sound of the green willows.
——I heard that when I was holding a sharp knife at midnight, I could make a spiritual leather jacket into a spiritual leather jacket. I would definitely look handsome when I put on this spiritual leather jacket to fight!
Qingge squatted down, stretched out his hands tremblingly, and picked up the little fox like a treasure. Her eyes were empty and cold, and she raised her steps forward, stepping into the realm of nothingness. The flame dragon saw Qingge
, ran over excitedly, but seeing Qingge's gloomy body, he was also tactful and stayed aside to play by himself.
Qingge walked past the blood puppets arranged in a row, stood in front of the throne, put the little fox on the chair, and took off her outer robe and covered the little fox.
She turned around and walked resolutely outside the realm of nothingness.
The dark nothingness, the dim stone chamber, she walked out of the stone chamber and strided to the Qingliu. The blood on Qingliu was getting more and more, sticky and pungent, and there was a rotten smell, and the wet black hair was sticking to the red blood.
The wriggling wound on half of the face was disgusting.
She lay on the ground, her limbs soaked in blood, and she was angry and laughed when she saw Qingge.
"Look, is he dead?" Qingliu smiled and shouted.
Qingge walked forward and stepped on Qingluo's face. The scabbed wound broke open and bleeding came out. The pain stimulated the numb woman. She widened her eyes and struggled under Qingge's feet in pain.
Qingge was cold and her eyes were scarlet and bloody. She moved her feet away, squatted down, and suddenly took off the green willow's clothes.
Qingliu roared, "What are you going to do!"
"Passing on the street." The girl who was concentrating on stripping her clothes suddenly raised her face and smiled cruelly.
Qingliu widened her eyes and swallowed her saliva. Her blood-stained white clothes slid on her arms, her chest was white, and there was a gully under her collarbone.
She didn't believe that this seventeen-year-old girl in the rainy season could be so cruel.
She actually wanted to strip her clothes and parade the streets!
Qingge exuded a fierce aura all over her body, and she no longer took off her clothes. The evil aura surged, shaking all the clothes on Qingliu's body into pieces.
naked, Qing Liu's body was covered with white flesh and blood.
Qingliu protected her chest and saw Qingge pulling her out, panicked, "Get out, get out, don't touch me, Ye Qingge, you will go to hell."
Qingge was unmoved and tore off a long piece of cloth from the bed sheet, tied Qing Liu's hands and wrists respectively.
Qingliu struggled, but it was fruitless. She just lie on a fox fur chair while her body twisted. She suddenly laughed wildly, grabbed the fox fur on the chair and showed it to Qingge.
, "Look, these hairs are so textured. Before your man has turned into a human form, I peeled them off with a knife."