IX Cultivation

The bed and the various traces on it suddenly paused, and then stretched out their hands to touch behind them...

Well, something came out.

The man pressed his belly in silence...

A large puddle of white turbidity was squeezed out from the back of his acupoint like incontinence, and fell to the ground along the inner thigh of his thigh.

This feeling is indescribable, uncontrollable, causing Wan Ling to have the illusion that he is still being penetrated.

And in the Demon Realm, in the deepest part of the Demon Palace, a pale boy sat in a broken crystal coffin. He had messy black hair and held a beautiful crystal with cracks in his arms. Black and lifeless.

The young man has an exquisite appearance. He opened his eyes, but there were no whites at all. His blood-red eyes were staring at an unknown distance, and his voice was low and hoarse, full of terrifying coercion.

The boy said: "I miss him so much..."

Surrounding the crystal coffin were kneeling high-ranking devils full of excitement and fear, but none of them dared to speak, but the dead silence seemed to be filled with endless joy.

The demons have been suppressed for too long.

Countless demons in the demon world looked towards the demon palace that exudes a power more beautiful than death, knowing that soon, they would return to a certain delicious 'land', as glorious as thousands of years ago.

074. Don't Go!

In a quiet courtyard in the harem, the once unparalleled empress, now the empress dowager Zhong Hui's old face, seemed to have been deprived of vitality overnight, and she began to stir-fry, beginning to smell like death.

There are not many servants serving her anymore where Zhong Hui lives, but Zhong Hui obviously doesn't care about these things. She looks at the knife in her hand that she has stroked countless times, and draws strokes on her chest, as if the next second I was about to poke it in, but it never moved.

She didn't know what she was waiting for.

The Buddhist bead that would devour her demonic power was thrown by Zhong Hui in an unknown corner early on. She began to wait for death, imagining that perhaps Emperor Huan En walked a little slowly on the Naihe Bridge and waited for her on purpose.

However, I'm afraid that I have done too many crimes in this life, and I won't be able to enter reincarnation. When I die, my soul will be taken away by some damn Taoist priest or bald donkey, and I will never be able to stand up again.

Even so, she doesn't want anyone to feel better!

This country belongs to Huan En, so he should die with Huan En and be buried with him. What is he, Ji Jue, but a filthy human being born in the previous life, but it's a pity that there is an immortal guarding him...

No, not right.

Zhong Hui understood clearly that her old ancestor couldn't use mana at all, so she would first cause some trouble for the 'old ancestor' and then kill that bastard Ji Jue, and then let the entire Li Kingdom be submerged. Foxfire...

Perfect...the perfect memorial.

Zhong Hui smiled, her voice became louder and more frenzied, but she couldn't resist the last cough, spit out dark red blood, and landed ferociously on the ground, as if mocking her overthinking herself.

But Zhong Hui didn't mind, she abandoned everything and came to the human world, and used up everything in her life to like a fragile human being, even though the love given by this person has a time limit just like all human beings, but she didn't care about it at all. I don't regret it at all.

Zhong Hui felt that if he did the last memorial ceremony well, it would be worth it even if he lost his soul.

Zhong Hui, who was weak and was about to show his original shape, wiped the corner of his mouth with his sleeve casually, stood up suddenly, ignoring the dirty black blood on his hands, staggeringly supported the mottled palace wall, and stepped on the ground with bare feet. On the unmelted ice and snow, step by step towards the emperor's bedroom.

The knife that had been painted with Tu Xiansan was held tightly by Zhong Hui, but her hand was covered with red fluff, and her face was stretched out too long. When she walked to the front of Zhengyang Hall step by step, she was in front of outsiders. It seems that it is already a fox that can stand and walk with a ferocious smile, exuding steaming red smoke and a foul smell!

"monster!!!"

"Quickly release the arrow!!!"

The surrounding guards yelled in horror and organized the archers, but it was a pity that Zhong Hui waved his hand, and the heat wave rushed towards his face, and he was in a sea of ​​flames in the blink of an eye.

There was chaos in this room, but in the emperor's bedroom, it was so quiet that one could hear the sound of someone's breathing disordered in an instant.

Ji Xi didn't expect that when she came in through the window, she would see such a picture:

The man he longed for day and night was naked and left him with a beautiful but extremely sexy back, his upturned buttocks were pushed away by the man himself, and the hand that was very suitable for kissing or even worship was between the thighs He paused lightly, then moved away, there was a puddle of mucus on his hands, and even the insides of his legs were left with a string of ambiguous white turbidity.

The obviously overused pussy is red and swollen, but the water is smooth, it is obviously full of seductiveness, it opens and closes slightly, and some other people's liquid flows out...

The man frowned, his eyes were full of anger but not too obvious, the tails of his eyes were slender and red, telling Ji Xi that the man probably cried because he was fucked last night.

Ji Xi thought he would be very angry, but his tone of voice was so calm that he himself felt incredible:

"Wan Ling, come with me."

As soon as the man turned his head, he saw Ji Xi who was dressed in a strong outfit, and his pitch-black eyes were so serious that no one could refuse.

He only glanced at the young man, didn't say anything, and put on the coat on the side, but the belt hadn't been fastened yet, Ji Xi straightened the man, held the man's shoulder firmly with both hands, and repeated: " Wan Ling, come with me, I know you don't want to stay here."

Wan Lingxian was disturbed, so he returned coldly: "I will go, but not with you."

Ji Xi has heard hurtful words countless times, and now she is numb and numb, so empty that it almost makes people despair.

"Then where are you going?" Ji Xi asked the answer he knew.

Wan Ling easily pushed away Ji Xi's arm holding him, lowered his eyes, his unwavering eyes fell on the opponent's clenched fist, then raised again, bumping into the opponent's pupils like a pool of stagnant water, still saying With unfamiliar and indifferent words, it seems that the intimacy of the past few days is fake and does not exist: "Naturally, I want to go back to the original place."

The man himself doesn't feel how heartless he is, he has always been like this, no one can make Wan Ling as affectionate as his eyes for even a second.

Immortal Wan Ling's face was as frosty, and the wounds on the peach-colored lips that had been gnawed had already healed by him, but at this moment they were still plump and especially seductive, and he spoke without a trace of warmth with those soft lips without knowing it If so, say:

"Let Ji Jue be his emperor well, do what he should do well, always be sincere, kind and benevolent, and stop being ridiculous."

As the man said, he fastened his belt, his jet-black hair fell on his chest, and he looked endlessly deserted.

"Are you leaving now?!" Ji Xi's perennial cold expression was finally broken in front of Wan Ling, "That's it? What about me?"

Wan Ling was puzzled, it was already very good for him to be able to talk to Ji Xi calmly here, Wan Ling asked Ji Xi to tell Ji Jue those few words out of responsibility, if according to Wan Ling's temperament he... ...

Well, a man has never encountered such a thing, and there is nothing left of being as frivolous as a woman.

What's more helpless is that he still can't do anything with Lingshi.

"What's wrong with you?" Wan Ling asked coldly.

Ji Xi stood where she was, her feet were so heavy that she couldn't even lift them up, she parted her thin lips slightly, and said, "I like you, more than Ji Jue, Wan Ling, do you understand?"

Wan Ling naturally knew that Ji Xi had said it very clearly many times, but the man didn't feel it, didn't understand it, and didn't accept it, so the man said naturally: "Human beings have different paths."

The young man ran here with all his heart, and got these four words. His throat was bitter, but he watched the man's figure becoming more and more blurred, as if he would really disappear in the next second, never to be seen again.

But what did he use to keep him?

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion and screams outside, and before the two people in the room could react, the door was burst open by a burst of flames!

A monster covered in distress fixed its eyes on Wan Ling who was about to disappear into the clouds, the smile on the corner of his mouth almost cracked his ears, teleported over like crazy, and stabbed the knife into the man's stomach.

But it was only an instant, Ji Xi was only in the blink of an eye, before he could rush forward, he saw Ji Jue, who was not supposed to be in this room, hugged the man and turned around to move away ten steps away from the monster !

It's a pity that Ji Jue's leg was stabbed with a small knife, it didn't bleed, but started to rot...

Zhong Hui, who had become a monster, screamed while black blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, while his whole body started to burn, trying to burn the entire palace to death!

The chaotic scene happened in an instant, but the Immortal Wan Ling resigned to his fate and untied his seal after only a second of hesitation. The powerful coercion passed with his sight, and the fox fire that had just opened its teeth and claws and swelled up suddenly returned to the clock On Hui's body, Zhong Hui let out a shrill scream, and almost at the same time, Wan Ling pulled out the knife stuck in Ji Jue's thigh, and the knife turned into powder and fell to the ground.

But the rotten flesh on Ji Jue's leg did not heal.It stayed on Ji Jue's body like a small punishment.

Wan Ling was not interested in why Ji Jue suddenly appeared in this place, and after simply solving these small troubles for Lingshi, he continued to leave without looking back, and his figure faded little by little.

For the first time, Ji Jue, who had been eavesdropping on the conversation between the man and another suspected adulterer, had no smile on his face, his eyes were full of panic, and he reached out to grab the man's hand, but the voice passed through. Some confused violence:

"where did you go?!"

"Don't go!"

"I told you not to go!