No Protection Tonight

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In fact, even I am not very clear about myself. How pure is the pure blood of the pure Yang, before the Gorefiend lived in my Dantian, he asked me for a few times to get the blood, then I still understand it, so much so that He had to squat one or two times, but the Gorefiend knows how to do it. It may be the reason for his own physique. In terms of the amount of blood, I am a little more than the general warrior, and the Gorefiend only dares to ask for a few drops.

Imagine that this thousand years ago, the martial arts people were frightened and talked about the devil's head, and they dared not devour all of my blood at once.

And this stupid weird worm, but I thought about the bottom of the salary, the result was not able to put my blood in the pot, but lived and burned to death, not only that, its power is also absorbed by my pure yang blood. .

I can obviously feel that the blood in the body is flowing quickly, and the warm feeling makes me feel comfortable.

On the other hand, Ling Zetian, his face is full of pain, his body is twitching uncontrollably. His eyes are very complicated, unbelievable, fearful, fearful, as if he saw something terrible.

This state lasted for about a dozen seconds, and Ling Zetian slammed and fell to the ground, and it was already dead.

"Oh..." The crowd was shocked at once, and they couldn’t understand what it was.

Before and after this, it took a minute or two. Originally, I was caught in the situation of being slaughtered. However, Ling Zetian was inexplicably dead, and the death was particularly uneasy. The whole person was dying and dying, and finally he could not get rid of it.

This silence, which lasted for dozens of seconds, seemed to be a century for everyone.

"If you eat the evil, you will not be able to die." I said slowly and without sympathy for Ling Zetian. This time, if it wasn't for me, the person lying on the ground would not be him.

This guy is doing a lot of evil. In order to refine the Five Saints, I don’t know how many innocent people have been harmed. In the long run, resentment is so ridiculous that it is such a god.

Some things, it is also a coincidence, in fact, with Ling Zetian's ability to stabilize and rebuild for three or five years, but also to go further, it will not be impossible to become the leader of the five poisons in the future.

He is a wise man. If he meets someone like the sergeant who is capable of sanctioning him, he will never be too high-profile. This time he is in the presence of the elder soup, he has no worries. There is no doubt that Ling Zetian has no I thought that I could kill his five holy shrines.

The cost of turning the ship in this gutter is a bit big.

"Teacher!" Murong Xue responded, and screamed and ran over.

Her beautiful eyes shed tears of crystal, and in a short time, tears were like broken beads, plain and plain, and then looked up, staring at me, it was Jiao Jiao, "You confuse, kill me Brother, I am fighting with you!"

The strength of this chick is also good, just a breathing room, it has crossed more than ten meters, suddenly, I am in the palm of my hand.

Although her body is agile, the strength is also very easy, but in front of me is not enough to see, my eyes are fast, and directly caught her wrist, that a smooth and delicate feeling, I can not help but move my fingers.

Waiting for me to feel good, Murong Xue raised his leg and slammed his foot.

Lying in the trough, is this a long-lost broken grandson's leg? ! It is so beautiful and beautiful, but it is so snake-like, and sure enough, this woman can't just look at her appearance.

I was a side of a sly, and she flashed her broken son's legs, then quickly explored her hand and held her calf, so that Murong Xue lost her balance, soft and delicate body, and hit me on the body. The fragrance that comes with me makes me feel relaxed and happy.

In addition to the scent of her body, the natural blue silk also carries a charming taste. To be honest, I don't have any special hobbies, but I still can't help but deeply sniff.

As a warrior, Murong Xue, I noticed my behavior for the first time, and at this time she fell in my arms. I put one hand on her neck and the other hand hooked her leg.

This kind of posture is actually what the so-called princess hugs. This leads to her soft but elastic buttocks, just to my crotch. Although it is separated by clothes, the kind of tingling makes me feel full of heart. A little reaction.

To be honest, my strength is still good, but Murong Xue's temperament is outstanding, his body is irritating, and the fascinating fragrance makes me feel helpless.

"Bick, what do you do, let me down!" Murong Xue shouted in anger, the pretty little face was stained with a layer of blush.

"Hey, beauty, can you calm down, knowing that you can't beat me, but also yelling at me, but fortunately you met someone with such a good temper, or you can't cry when you are on the spot!" Not arrogant, and did not rush to let her go.

"Smelly shameless, you still my brother." Murong Xue fell and screamed, and saw her sadness, I was infected a little.

"No, this kind of person is dead, you should set off firecrackers to celebrate, crying like this, as for?" I am speechless. In the end, she said that she is not deep in the world, or is it incurable?

Of course, everyone's position is different. From my point of view, Ling Zetian is indeed dead, but it seems that Murong Xue has a good relationship with him. In addition, Ling Zetian is also the protection of the five poisons. He is dead, and the five poisons are undoubtedly Destroyed a general.

As the daughter of the teacher, Murong Xue is also inevitable.

When I heard my remarks, Murong Xue cried even more fiercely. "You can't let go!"

"What can you do? If you are a woman who is so stubborn and arrogant, I need to let you know that the sky is high!" I ate the scales and smashed my heart.

Murong Xue also knew that she couldn't beat me. Now she refused to let go of her. She simply slammed me with a small fist and kept yelling at me.

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