Quick Time Travel: My 72 Girlfriend

[Your Highness?Your Highness... Your Highness... are you alright?Your Highness? 】

"What are you doing like this?"

With a flick of the fingertips, the transparent teardrops spinning rapidly between the five fingers flew into the disc containing them. Xihe stared at the transparent teardrops for a while, and the speaker kept calling her carefully. His Majesty the Sun God raised his eyebrows slightly, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that stupid little god holding a shield in front of him, only a pair of eyes were exposed, and they were spinning around in the eye sockets, very similar to him. A thief in the world.

Your Highness, I don't want to be like this, who made you look murderous when you just came out of the game interface, the little god is actually very troubled, okay? !Your Highness, you know that you will make the little god's bones hurt like this!And Your Highness, please don't dislike the little god like this, okay?Or is it that you, Your Highness, have the system that Si Mingyang carries with you in this world, and you despise the little god? !Your Highness, is it really okay for you to give up like this? !

She had already made up her mind that she had been abandoned from beginning to end, and her heart was about to break, but when she saw the sun god's highness sitting there in a black and gold robe, exuding a cold aura, she dared not say goodbye. Yes, I can only say with tears in the corner of my eyes, "Your Highness, do you want to continue?"

Every time I come out of the game, I can see the inexplicable expression of this strange little god, and Xihe has gradually gotten used to it. He just glanced at the transparent teardrops floating up and down in the disc, and sighed, "continue."

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the officer felt that Her Majesty's mood had changed a lot after this game, but she was timid and didn't dare to ask, so she swallowed, put down the protective shield in her hand, and clicked on it. Game panel.

The road has become much muddy due to the heavy rain last night. Walking on the road can splash a lot of muddy water, and even horseshoes sometimes get stuck in the mud and cannot move. On the official road, a group of people riding horses are not affected by the muddy water. , a group of people kept rushing forward, and occasionally they could hear a roar or two, "Hurry up! Hurry up!"

The wind blew the wind chimes and made an elegant jingle or two, Qian Mo pushed open the lattice of the wooden window, and the fragrance of flowers in the courtyard wrapped in the fragrance of the soil rolled over the surface.

"It's raining again, the sunny doll you hung last night is useless." Qian Moyang chuckled twice, reached out and stroked the white petals that extended to the window sill, and sniffed gently with the tip of her nose , the smile deepened, "There is still a breath of rain on it."

She turned around, stared at the empty wooden house, and smiled, "Why didn't you answer my words? Didn't you hang the sunny doll under my roof?"

The room was empty and there was no smell of living things. Qian Mo looked at the empty wooden house, but the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened a lot. He wiped off the remaining rainwater on the petals, and said with a playful smile, "Someone is here."

Sure enough, the sound of horses roaring came from outside the door, and then someone knocked on the door and shouted, "Is Mr. Qian Mo there? Mr. Qian Mo?"

The waiter who was escorting opened the door, but there was a large group of warriors with swords. The waiter saw this group of warriors with fierce faces and said nothing. Inside, a leader took off his wooden clogs and raised his saber to let others wait outside. A man walked along the corridor with the servant, asking himself where the person who came to visit this time was, but got a sentence that Mr. Words of waiting.

"I heard that Mr. Qianmo has the ability to predict the future, but now he really knows about my visit!" The warrior was also shocked when he heard about it, and asked with his eyes widened.

"I don't know, adults should ask Mr. these things in person." The waiter just guided him forward respectfully, and walked to a house surrounded by white fragrant flowers and hanging white wind chimes, pointing to the inside and saying , "Sir, just wait inside, sir, go in."

As he said that, leaving the samurai alone, he crossed the winding road when he came, and disappeared in an instant.

The samurai lingered at the door for a while, then walked in boldly with a frown.

On the screen depicting pictures of ladies, the rising incense, and the smooth wooden board, a beautiful man with both good and evil looks is sitting by the window. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he turns around and looks He smiled faintly, "My lord is finally here."

Fascinated by his smile, the samurai felt like his legs and feet were so weak that he couldn't stand up, let alone speak.

People in the world have rumored that Mr. Qianmo's appearance is as feminine and handsome as the moonlight, but now that he sees it, he realizes that the words are true. With snow as his skin and ink as his eyebrows, he is really as handsome as a painting.

Seeing that the person who saw him for the first time had such a shape, Qian Moyang was not angry, but moved his hand in the armhole, and smiled at him calmly, "Sir, please sit down."

At this time, the samurai seemed to wake up suddenly from a dream. Looking at Qian Moyang's evil and beautiful face, his face flushed, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet. With the mission on his shoulders, he had to look at him in the wrong face, and stammered, "Sir...this time I came here..."

"Qian Moyang already knows the purpose of your lord's visit, please go back and reply to the king, Qian Moyang agreed."

Facing the samurai's shocked and inconceivable eyes, Qian Mo smiled slightly. Against the backdrop of the white and flawless flowers behind him, Qian Mo's sinister appearance seemed to be stained with glossy ink, revealing his heart.

After seeing off the group of warriors, Qian Mo sat again by the window where she could see a courtyard of pure white flowers, picked up a flower at random, put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed it lightly, the rich fragrance rushed into her heart, she smiled lightly, and whispered softly Ask, "We are going to Kyoto soon, are you happy?"

After hearing no answer for a long time, Qian Mo's brows and eyes still maintained a happy look. She turned around and stared at the empty room, but finally lost a bit of patience. She raised her palm upwards, and a hot flame gradually ignited. Condensed in the palm of the hand, when the flame gradually changed from fiery red to light blue, he threw it forward fiercely, like splitting the sea and mountain, tearing the air flow in the room.

The air flow was scorched by the light blue flame, and slowly, like shaping, it revealed and outlined a woman's graceful figure. When the light blue flame finally went out, the woman's figure The appearance has been fully revealed.

She was dressed in plain white clothes, her hair as black as black feathers hung down to her waist, tied with pure white tassels, and the belt was embroidered with patterns of pure white flowers. When she looked carefully, it was the kind of flower that was planted outside the window.The whole person was buried in the snow, and his breath was cold, like a mysterious girl who came down from the nine heavens.

Seeing her finally showing her figure, Qian Moyang extinguished the light blue flame that was still burning in the palm of his hand, and looked at her with a smile, "I didn't force me to use the forbidden technique today."

The woman ignored her, her eyes were cold, she looked at the flowers blooming outside the window, and when she was about to lift her foot to walk over, she might as well be locked up suddenly, unable to move, she raised her head and stared at Qian Moyang angrily.

"Recently, my spells have increased again..." Qian Moyang seemed to be unable to see her hatred, her eyes were fixed on her, but her heart was already in turmoil. In front of her, he smiled at her, like a sneaky cat, "My spells have grown."

They were very close to each other, and Qian Moyang seemed to be able to see the long eyelashes under her faint phantom, hooking her mind like a small hook, and her reason was completely burned at that moment like a volcanic eruption. Everything is her shadow.

He created a magic formula at random, and her pale, phantom-like figure appeared bit by bit. The whole person was as real as walking out of the painting, with flesh and blood. From the beginning to the end, Qian Moyang was the same. Looking excitedly at the face, a dark green light like a wild wolf burst out of his eyes.

Finally, when the breath of flesh and blood in her body reached the last point, Qian Moyang could no longer hold back the excitement and longing hidden in her bones. With a flick of her sleeve, the door was closed instantly, and she pounced on the woman like a wild tiger. On her body, her breath was heavy, and she couldn't wait to tear off the white ribbon around her waist, and the hot kisses went all the way down from the pinnae, like wildfire.

Her body was still as cold as ever, and her reaction was still disappointing as always, but Qian Moyang didn't care, she seemed to be poisoned, immersed in the feeling of skin-to-skin contact and couldn't extricate herself.Although her body is cold, she can still hold her and touch her after all!

The vigorous love in her heart deepened as the hickey marks on her body became heavier and deeper. Qian Moyang kissed the person under him/under him tirelessly, wishing to swallow her whole as if he wanted to eat her flesh and blood. middle.

"Suoxi, Shuoxi, Shuoxi, Shuoxi..." Muttering her name, Qian Moyang's movements became more intense, but the person she was holding was biting her lips and closing her eyes, not actively responding Not even half of her, even so, can't extinguish the fire of love in her heart and the fire that burns her body.

Untiringly asking/taking her body over and over again, Qian Moyang's eyes were bloodshot, he locked her tightly, staring at her face that he had described countless times in his heart, and kept moving.She has been looking forward to this □□ after a month for too long, so long that once the beast in her heart is released, she will never be able to shut it back, she can only let it control her own reason, sinking with her to the bottom In the abyss of **!

The game panel was once again a vast expanse of whiteness. Faced with such a situation, Yanguan was already very calm, and slowly took out a bag of Qiongguo from the storage bag, biting happily, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Tsk tsk tsk, His Highness, every world has to have this kind of picture that children can't see, but fortunately, His Highness didn't go into battle in person, otherwise His Highness will be driven crazy sooner or later.

Thinking about the abstinent heart that His Royal Highness may have under his evil appearance, Yan Guan couldn't help shaking his head and sighing. It's a pity that His Highness the Sun God is revered and worshiped by all the six worlds.