IX Cultivation

Human existence, I finally crawled out of the pile of clothes I couldn't wear, and was caught by the giant Tanlang. Seeing Tanlang getting closer and closer, the Wanling Immortal who suddenly became smaller was under great pressure, and his voice They are much older, but they said in a childish voice: "Tanlang, stop making trouble."

After finishing speaking, Wan Ling was stunned, and then pursed her lips and turned her head away from Mozun.

Mozun Greedy Wolf smiled hehe, he loved the little creature in front of him very much, he longed to see the appearance of a man in every period, and wished that he would be by Wan Ling's side in every period, but things that have passed are impossible Doing it all over again, so I can only use this method to make up for the regret.

—shrunk down all spirits.

Mozun's breath was very light, but it was hot, and he accidentally kicked by Wan Ling's little feet even when he hadn't vented his desire cleanly just now, and then he stiffened shamelessly.

The Mozun changed back to his own youthful appearance, pressed on the body of the Immortal of All Souls, and looked at the man carefully, for fear of missing something, his scarlet eyes seemed to be hunting for a deep meaning at the moment, for a long while, Mozun Tanlang said: "Ah Ling, here you are..." He pointed at the chest of Wan Ling who had become a child, and said, "It's so fleshy, it feels like a little bun."

When I was a child, Wan Ling hadn't drawn a stick yet, and was raised by the elders and parents as an ancestor. I was afraid that I would be hungry and thirsty. When I was a child, I was much heavier than an ordinary fox. I squeezed a lot of flesh, and later my magic power increased. Well, after bigu, it never turned into its original shape like a ball like it did when I was a child.

The place Mozun pointed at was Wanling's small breast like pigeon breast on the round belly, just a little bit, both sides are cute and inexplicably attractive, the little bulging meat bun is still Dotted with bright red milk particles, it seems that the small pigeon milk can be contained in the mouth with just one bite.

The Wanling Immortal slapped off the fingertips stretched out by the Demon Venerable with his paws seriously, and got up from the supine position with such a quick reaction for the first time, but the boy caught his tail before he ran a few steps!Immediately, he lost his strength and was dragged back.

"Don't run away, Ling, I haven't taken a good look at you yet." The Demon Lord is as vicious as ever, his head is full of impure thoughts, for example, it's not bad to just shoot like this, "Ling, just one! Guaranteed one time."

Lord Mozun's words are always both true and false, but before Wan Ling expressed his doubts, he was pressed on the bed again, with a furry head on his chest at the same time, blocking his sight, and then, the one on the right The tits are sucked!

"Ah... um..." Wan Ling's soft chest was immediately engulfed by the hot and humid mouth, pulling, and the red and swollen nipples broke after a short while, and the tingling sensation went from the tip of the nipple to the end. It ran to the heart, causing severe breathing and pain in the lower abdomen, "Okay, Tanlang, my stomach hurts..."

Mozun had a soft and fragrant tip in his mouth, and he swallowed it all in one mouthful, as if he was eating a milky steamed bun, sucking on it, and after hearing the man said he was uncomfortable, he let go, leaving behind several deep teeth. print.

The nipples that were let go stood tall and trembling for a while, they were still glistening and shiny, but at this moment Tanlang had no way to bully such tempting nipples, they shrunk The man picked him up, put it on his lap, rubbed the man's chubby belly, and said, "What's wrong?"

Wan Ling frowned, biting his lower lip, unable to speak, nestled in the boy's arms for a while before holding his belly, and said, "I don't know, it hurts suddenly..." After finishing speaking, Wan Ling paused, He said to himself again, "Is it a little too deep just now?"

"Really?" Greedy Wolf said, "It will be conscious too?" The voice carried a contemptuous smile.

The Immortal Wan Ling nodded, but he was noncommittal, and finally looked up at the demon who was holding him behind him and said, "Enough, I'm not used to it now, let me change back."

Greedy Wolf reluctantly pinched Xiao Wanling's tail, and the soft buttocks that were covered with one hand, and said unwillingly: "Ah Ling, you said you wanted to satisfy me..."

Immortal Wan Ling refused expressionlessly: "But you said you only watched it, how many times have you seen it?"

"..."

"hand."

"Oh." Mozun reluctantly took out his hand that had slipped into Wan Ling's buttocks, and said, "Okay, I won't move, I won't move, just keep it like this for a while, and I'll change back after eating snacks. good."

As he said that, Mozun Tanlang picked up the small cake on the bedside and put it in the palm of little Wan Ling. Wan Ling held the small cake in his two fat paws, and said in a soft voice: "Tanlang, are you a pervert? A child lover."

The Mozun changed Xiao Wanling into a small dress, tied red ribbons and silver bells on his feet and hands, and said in a hoarse and sexy voice, "Why, I only love you, fat fox."

The shrunken Wan Ling sat upright, and didn't seem to respond to such small love words. He bit the pastry in a proper manner, and the fox tail was rarely quietly tilted behind him, but what about the fox ears on the top of his head? It looked like it was half blushing shyly.

The greedy wolf saw it, and suddenly stepped forward to kiss the fox's ears, but couldn't say anything. He hugged his own fat fox, put his chin on the top of the fat fox's head, and the tip of his nose was all painted on by him back then. The cold fragrance on the fat fox's body has faded a lot now, but he still managed to bring Mozun back to the spring of that year...

The Mozun didn't harass Wan Ling for a long time, but Wan Ling was very suspicious. He always felt that the young man behind him was playing some bad idea. After biting the round pastry into a crescent, he passed the "little crescent" in his hand to the top of his head without raising his head. go.

Tanlang's delicate chin was pinched by the small pastry, he came back to his senses, and ate the pastry that the fat fox handed him in one gulp, and sucked the fingers of the fat fox's short hand by the way.

Sensitively, Wan Ling hurriedly withdrew his hand, then silently wiped the saliva on Tanlang's pants, and then heard the young man's chuckle shaking from his chest, the corners of Wan Ling's mouth unconsciously curled up, and there was a twinkle in his eyes The smile that passed away.

In a warm moment, Mozun licked his lips in a timely manner, and began to tease his fat fox again: "Then, Ah Ling, let's do it this way, huh?"

After whispering, Mozun's crotch pushed against the little fat fox's ass.

The fat fox slapped Tanlang's face with its tail, and said coldly, "Pervert."

Mozun didn't mind, nodded and smiled, "Well, baby, I'm perverted."

098. And then...fuck you.

The pervert naturally failed to eat the fat fox in the end.

The fat fox has not been transformed back either, and still maintains such a shameful small body, with a round belly on top, sitting on the soft bed and eating the fruit snacks he has been fanatical recently.

His demon king is like every normal man who has fallen into a happy married life, doting on his significant other, and often likes to miss the past and talk about those little things with the fat fox.

Wan Ling just listened, as if he was listening to all the stories that he knew clearly but were completely different after Tan Lang told them, and then gave some small responses, which earned him a kiss from Lord Mozun.

Immortal Wan Ling looked indifferently in a certain direction outside as if Tan Lang had sensed something, and then said sorry to Wan Ling, went and returned by himself, and asked Tan Lang to release Bai Xian who was still locked in the secret realm. from.

Greedy Wolf obeyed, and exaggeratedly covered his forehead, and said: "Ah Ling, you are so smart, how can I live in the future, if I do something bad in the future, you will find out right away?"

Wan Ling was picking and picking on the small table placed on the bed, and put some cakes with disliked colors on another small plate. The little short hand moved slowly, but his expression was still cold and full of unreachable temperament, and the real Wan Ling when he was a child, the gap is actually still very big.

Wan Ling, who was really a child, never sat so upright, didn't like to wear clothes, and ran around naked. A pair of clear black eyes were full of curiosity about Fox Demon Mountain and some weird thoughts.

Even though Wan Ling has become smaller now, he still has the same body shape. Thousands of years of precipitation and experience have made Wan Ling so quiet that he can not speak or move for 1000 years, like an extremely beautiful dummy, with tired eyes And indifferent, sometimes it seems that there is nothing but the illusion of affection.

Wan Ling had only one true friend when he was a child. They were hundreds of years apart, but they could be considered to have grown up together. That little friend accompanied Wan Ling year after year, spring after year, and listened to Wan Ling's childhood sweethearts in Fox Demon Mountain. Strange words and ideas that flooded his head and then always pissed him off before pleasing him.

The current Wan Ling doesn't like to have fetters and feelings with anyone. Even if he has, he will quickly abandon it at the right time. Anyway, he doesn't need it. He is good alone.

When he was a child, Wan Ling had many nicknames, such as Little Baby, Little Ancestor, Patriarch, Hope of the Fox Demon Clan, Fat Fox, called by his parents, chanted by the elders every day, and jokingly and piously called by the clansmen. The jokes of his friends.

Now Wan Ling is just called Wan Ling...

Everything that Wan Ling once owned is gone, and now Wan Ling is joined by a monster that he thinks has invaded his little friend's body, and has several fetters wrapped around his wrists, and the fetters are staggered and broken. It was impossible to untie the dead knot, so Wan Ling decided to wait until the right time to cut off the wrist.

too easy……

But it may be a little painful, like pulling out the hair one by one, there are always a few that are connected to the heart, tears are throbbing in the eyes, and the tip of the nose is cold.

Mozun hates such Wanling, inexplicably