Quickly wear it: The witch is being coaxed by the yandere again by locking her waist

Chapter 320 The ascetic saints imprisoned the little goblin again 8

Chapter 320 The ascetic saints imprisoned the little goblin again 8

The man's panting voice lingered in her ears. The man who had looked serious and rejected before was now whispering in her earlobe.

"Ah Li... don't do this, the consequences will be serious." Stroking her hair, the man's voice was suppressed to the extreme.

"Huh?" Lichu's eyes suddenly sobered up, and she looked at the guy with dull eyes. The man's heroic eyebrows were thick with lust, and the ends of his eyes were slightly red, looking very strange.

His calm breath was now becoming more and more urgent, mixed with forbearing murmurs. Li Chu licked her lips, her mood was hanging, and she was too frightened to say anything.

The strength in the man's hand became heavier and heavier, and Lichu frowned, "Alin, you pinched my wrist and it hurt."

"Sorry." The man was awakened, and an apology flashed across Ruyuzhuo's face.

Li Chu struggled to escape from his clutches, lost her balance and fell to the ground, coughing several times.

The man's concerned voice came faintly, "Are you okay?"

Lichu bit her lip, she didn't want to play with him anymore!

hateful!

Shen Linxian called several times, but when he saw that she really wasn't coming, the expression on his face was like a roller coaster. He was silent for a long time, and finally felt helpless, "I was seduced by Lili, and now... I'm giving up? I'm really a bad person."

He stretched out his hand, followed her breath, grabbed her, restrained her wrists slightly, and pulled her into his arms again. He lowered his head and smelled the sweet scent of her shoulder, "Are you sure about this?"

Li Chuyuan had given up the idea. When she heard the man's compromising tone, she suddenly became interested again, turned around and wrapped her arms around his neck, "Yeah, yeah, yeah!"

"it is good."

He kissed her, igniting women's passion everywhere.

Li Chuqing couldn't help but respond, and the man chuckled.

"beg me?"

"Please..."

After kissing the noisy little goblin enough, Shen Linxian's breath became heavy.

Bamboo shadows are wrong.

Two... figures are facing the sun here, and the shadow of the light is cast on them.

Lichu worked hard alone with the help of a wheelchair.

Until she felt that she had given enough, she refused to continue to do hard work at any cost...

The man who couldn't hold her... sighed helplessly. He hugged her slender waist and gently coaxed the soft body.

She was so coaxed that she couldn't find the world for a while.

"Alin, I'm not happy enough like this." Li Chu whispered coquettishly.

When Shen Linxian heard the words, his thin lips were slightly hooked, and the breeze caressed her. He hugged her and stood still, bent down to find her lips, and began to coax her sincerely.

Li Chu was startled, and she punched his chest with her small fist to express her dissatisfaction.

The man's eyes narrowed slightly, he grabbed her claws and bit her viciously, and his arms around her waist relaxed.

Lichu's face suddenly changed, and she scolded him aggrievedly for going too far. He always threatened her in such a low voice, which made her always fearful, fearing that he would throw her down again, so Lichu hurriedly hugged his neck tightly.

The next moment, the east wind suddenly picked up. This rapid change made Shen Linxian frown.

...point...

He calmed down, hugged her, and sat back in the wheelchair.

Lihua fell weakly into his arms, and the man couldn't help but raise his head and sigh.

What are his pears made of? How could it be so sweet?

The two of them quarreled in the bamboo forest for a long time before returning home quietly.

The little devil, who had a lot of bruises on his body, looked at Li Chu quietly, and before the two of them left, he turned around and returned to the Taoist temple.

Penglai Island.

In a magnificent palace.

"The imperial tomb of the family is the inheritance of my Shen family. Now the major direct lineages of my Shen family have thin blood connections and can no longer activate the blood lock of the ancestral family..."

In the audience, the elders and direct descendants looked at each other. In order to maintain their bloodline, their clans used to fight against each other to keep their bloodline pure. However, as a result, the number of talented disciples in the clan began to decrease, and even natural diseases occurred.

Just when they were at a loss, a powerful immortal came from the clan and told them how to solve it.

Although the Shen family was extremely unwilling, there was nothing they could do. If the rules were not changed, the Shen family would still disappear in the long river of history. Since then, the Shen family has accepted several foreign women into marriage.

After the change, the geniuses in the clan reappeared again, and there were very few people suffering from diseases. They let go of their hearts and listened to the immortal king's advice.

But today, the clan leader told them that the ancestral tomb could not be opened, and those who had always held opinions on intermarriage with foreigners exploded.

"I said at the beginning that this would cause my Shen family's blood to be impure, but you must not believe it!"

"In the past, the condition for opening the emperor's tomb in our clan has always been that the age should not be older than thirty, and as low as twelve years old. Now, the children of our clan who meet this condition are all born from intermarriage with foreign clans..."

"Are you okay now? The ancestral tomb cannot be opened. How many heavenly materials and earthly treasures do our Shen family lack? We can't even get the blood essence of the Great Emperor!"

The clan leader who once made the decision turned red when he was scolded.

At this moment, a couple sitting at the end looked at each other.

A bit of surprise flashed in their eyes, and they remembered that they once had a son, and that they themselves were pure direct descendants of the Shen family.

The man immediately stood up, bowed his hands to the high-ranking patriarch and said, "Chief!"

"Ok?"

The other people arguing also looked at the man, and some of their eyes lit up.

"My wife Shen Xun'er and I are both direct descendants of the Shen family. It just so happened that we had a son who suffered from a serious illness when he was young. In desperation, my wife and I sent him to a rural branch for recuperation."

The patriarch remembered it, and so did the others.

This Shen Zheng did have a son. Their expressions became subtle. They said they were sending him to recuperate, but in fact, what was the difference between letting him die?

But now is the time when they are missing their direct descendants, and they are too lazy to use this pain point to criticize the two people's actions.

After all, they are not the only ones in the clan who send away sick children.

The clan leader immediately decided to send someone to take Shen Zheng's son back to the clan.

In the Taoist temple, Shen Linxian held Li Chu's hand. He had been feeling uneasy these past few days and couldn't explain why.

Li Chu saw that he was in a bad mood and tried to persuade him but couldn't do anything, so she gave up practicing and stayed by his side with peace of mind.

"Let me ask you, where has Shen Linxian gone?" Shen Zheng stepped on the butler's back, and he was furious.

He happily ran to pick him up, but these evil obstacles told him that his son was missing?

"Sir, we really don't know! We have always listened to your words and locked Mr. Shen in the woodshed. He ran away just half a year ago. We searched the entire Tianquan City and couldn't find him. .." the steward said with a trembling voice.

"A living person, a waste who can't practice cultivation and suffers from a frail eye disease, where can he run?" Shen Zheng said angrily. He looked at the servant with sinister eyes, "Run?" Could it be that these people tortured him to death?

The servants saw the look in his eyes and knew that he had misunderstood. He waved his hands and explained: "No, no! How dare we kill the young master!"

They just don't dare to kill people even if they have no sense of propriety? At most, it will be beaten into a disability.

"Go and search them all for me! Even if they die, you have to bring their bones back to me!" Shen Zheng kicked the steward over and ordered.

"Yes!"

Countless masters flew away one after another.

In the distance, there is a demon mountain.

Shen Linxian covered his heart, his anxiety getting worse.