Itching every day without a few chrysanthemums

I can't see it, but there is a black cloth curtain in front of me.

Is this the true strength of the Twelve Ancestral Witches of the Witch Clan?He felt that as soon as they stepped in, a lot of things would change.

Hua Xiaomo took a deep breath and took the first step.

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The author has something to say: la la la~(≧▽≦)/~la la la

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There was an uncomfortable smell of decay and smoke in the cold air. There was a brazier in the middle, the charcoal was burning red, and wisps of smoke ignited, and the furnishings in the house also flickered with the light of the fire.

Sitting on the ground with their backs facing them was a white-haired old man in a gray robe. His dying voice sounded in the solemn room:

"What are the Twelve Ancestral Witches?"

Hua Xiaomo saw that the men around him all looked at him in unison, and the corners of his mouth moved. The level of tacit understanding made him speechless.

What is the Twelve Ancestral Witches? Hua Xiaomo was biting his fingernails. The novels he had read before were not of much help, because he rarely read mythological themes, which consume brain cells.

Hey......

Sighing in frustration, Hua Xiaomo flattened her mouth, powerless.

Taking the young man's hand away from his mouth and wrapping it in his palm, Lan Qi and Luo Jiuxiao looked at each other indiscriminately.

"The Great God Pan Gu died from the sky and transformed all things. Thirty percent of the essence and blood turned into witches, and among the witches, 12 people obtained the most essence and blood. They became brothers and sisters in the future, and they were called the Twelve Ancestral Witches." Lan Qi held back With a faint expression, he said: "One is shaped like a yellow sac, red like a red fire, six-legged and four-winged, thick and faceless, it is Dijiang; For Jumang..."

The only sound in the whole house was Lan Qi's tepid sound and the occasional sound of burning charcoal in the brazier.

Looking up at the picture carved on the front wall that looks like a bird or a beast, Lan Qi said in a low voice, "There are 11 human bodies with snake tails, seven hands behind the back, two hands on the chest, holding the snake with both hands, they are Houtu, the other Twelve is a ferocious monster with bone spurs all over its body. It is Xuan Ming."

Hua Xiaomo looked at Lan Qi with admiration, if it wasn't for the wrong time and place, he would definitely rush to hug her.

"Who are you?" After a long silence, the old man sitting with his back to them asked again: "Where did you come from?"

Hua Xiaomo's face was calm, but he was complaining in his heart, old man, if you ask "where are you going", you will become a scientist.

As soon as these two sentences were finished, Bai Chen and the others went to look at Hua Xiaomo again with a tacit understanding, their eyes were deeply unpredictable.

They also want to know who is this young man who can bring them special feelings?from where?Not mentioning does not mean forgetting.

Hua Xiaomo looked down at his toes, and the long eyelashes cast a faint shadow on his eyelids, blocking the uneasiness and tension in his eyes.

As time passed by, Hua Xiaomo's forehead had already seeped sweat, condensed into sweat beads and slid down, wet some eyelashes, a little itchy, he raised his hand to touch the sweat on his face.

The oppressive feeling from all directions gradually increased, Hua Xiaomo felt dizzy, he closed his eyes, turned around and shouted to Bai Chen and the others: "Let's go." There was begging in his words, he didn't want to stay here any longer. Here, I don't want to take out that part of my heart, so I dare not gamble.

Bai Chen glanced at him silently and then withdrew his gaze, Luo Jiuxiao pulled the corner of his lower lip, a little bit bitterly, stretched out his arms to embrace the restless young man into his arms, and walked outside.

A look of sadness flashed across Lan Qi's face, and there seemed to be an imperceptible sense of relief. He moved the hand hanging on his waist, only to find that his palm was full of sweat.

And Qin Yi, who was standing on the farthest side, had a face as cold as a stone from the beginning to the end, and followed him without turning his head.

Before the few people reached the door, they heard the old man's old voice behind them: "What are you afraid of?"

"I'm not afraid!" Hua Xiaomo retorted tremblingly, his eyes were slightly red because of excitement, he lowered his eyes and repeated softly: "I'm not."

The charcoal fire in the brazier exploded with a burst of sparks and made a crackling sound, and the old man let out a long sigh: "Escaping doesn't change anything."

"I don't belong to this world." Hua Xiaomo's throat was a little dry, and he heard his own calm voice: "Come from a far away place." After speaking, he went to look at the men around him, thinking that he would panic He wanted to escape, but after he really said it, he realized that his thoughts were extraordinarily clear. The boulder that weighed on his heart fell, and he showed a smile: "I didn't know why I was here before, but later I knew that I came here because of you. "

The you he was referring to didn't specifically exclude Qin Yi, because just now he thought of a possibility, if Bai Chen and the others had that birthmark on their bodies, then Qin Yi should also have it.

Cause and effect are inseparable. Since there is an effect, there must be a cause.

What surprised him a little was that the men just frowned when they heard the news, and quickly recovered, there was no shock, only moved and happy.

Hua Xiaomo secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then seemed to think of something, frowned, did he underestimate their ability to bear or did he miss something?

The old man sitting on the ground stood up and turned around. The wrinkled face under the firelight made Hua Xiaomo back a few steps in fright. It was the monk from the temple, clearly the same person.

No, that monk didn't have that scar on his brow bone. For some reason, Hua Xiaomo suddenly felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart, and he went to see Lan Qi and the others at a loss.

Not only Lan Qi, Bai Chen, Luo Jiuxiao, but even Qin Yi felt weird. They were still immersed in the shocking news just now. The old man in front of them once again made them unable to sort out their thoughts.

Between the witch clan and the temple, are there some secrets that the world doesn't know?

Only Bai Chen and the other three witnessed the scene in the temple. The strange appearance of the young man, the death of the old monk, the blooming of flowers, and the strong fragrance permeated the entire temple.

The old man walked over, looked deeply at Hua Xiaomo for a long time, and took out a string of rosary beads from his sleeve. The old man's voice was a little vague: "This is a spiritual jade made by the secret method of the Holy Witch Cult. Take it with you. Over time, you can absorb spiritual energy."

"This... this is too expensive, I can't take it." Hua Xiaomo waved his hand, because he has short hands, small bargains can be enjoyed, but big bargains can't be touched. This principle is heard when begging on the street.

"Just return it to its original owner." The old man's voice was very soft, probably only a few people with deep inner strength could hear him, and he put the rosary on the young man's left wrist.

Bai Chen raised his eyes and glanced at the old man, then at the rosary on the young man's wrist, and was silent for a moment.

Qin Yi's expression was slightly cold. Before he came here, he had sent someone to spy on him, and even sent out a secret agent from Xichang, just to control the overall situation. It seems that he miscalculated.

Things seem to be going off track.

Lan Qi and Luo Jiuxiao reacted the most, both of them had surprised expressions on their faces, and it took a long time before they came back to their senses.

The long-lost feeling arises spontaneously, and the weird idea of ​​blood fusion makes Hua Xiaomo stunned, and looks down at the shiny and beautiful beads in astonishment, it's strange, it seems that these beads should belong to him.

The flying insects that had been sleeping in the sleeves suddenly flew out and circled the rosary beads, seeming more excited than Hua Xiaomo, lying on the rosary beads and touching them with sharp corners.

For some reason, Hua Xiaomo had a strange idea in his head again, Dabai couldn't be saying hello to the rosary, right?It's like meeting old friends, excited and excited.

Lan Qi withdrew her gaze from the string of beads, and said softly, "Big Witch, I'm here to ask for advice..."

The old man raised his hand to stop Lan Qi's words, and his eyes still fell on Hua Xiaomo: "Past life and future life, causal cycle, reincarnation and reincarnation, flowers on the other side bloom on the other side, open." Don't worry.

This move was too sudden, Lan Qi and Luo Jiuxiao, who were closest to Hua Xiaomo, had no time to stop him, so they had to catch the fallen Hua Xiaomo.

Just before Hua Xiaomo fell into a coma, he heard a scream: "Big Witch -----"

The Wu Clan is no longer the noise and lifelessness of the past. The news of the great witch's death weighs heavily on the hearts of every Wu Clan member. Their greatest great witch has given up on them.

A dense air rises from the quiet valley, and a young man sits on a round platform halfway up the mountain. The mountain wind gently blows his golden hair and raises a beautiful arc. The picture is suffocatingly beautiful.

Hua Xiaomo frowned tightly, five days had passed since that day, he had been in a coma for a long time, so long that it seemed like a thousand lifetimes, but when he woke up, he realized that it was only four days.

It's only been four days, why does it feel so long, physically and mentally exhausted, as if I have experienced birth, old age, sickness and death again and again.

Junli...

Hua Xiaomo muttered to himself, who is it?The pictures I saw were very strange, but there was a very familiar feeling, as if I had experienced it myself.

"Junli, do you know why you can't get rid of us?" "Because we love you."

"Junli, you are a king. Kings don't need feelings. If you kill them, you will be the master of the Three Realms."

His face was a little wet, he raised his hand to touch it, staring blankly at the liquid in his palm, why are you crying?

"Mo." A deep voice blew past his ear, Luo Jiuxiao embraced him lightly, and when he saw the tears on his face, he leaned over and kissed him distressedly.

"I feel bad." Hua Xiaomo clutched his chest, showing a painful expression: "Here seems to have forgotten something very important."

Bai Chen said in a cold voice: "Very important?"

"It must be very important, what is it? What should I do? I can't remember at all." Hua Xiaomo anxiously grabbed Lan Qi's sleeve beside him.

Lan Qi looked at the scenery surrounded by mist in the distance, her eyes were far away, she was thinking of something, she was a little lost in thought.

The ethereal and melodious flute sounded, Bai Chen leaned against the pillar, lowered his eyes, put his slender fingers on the flute, and played those few pieces of music repeatedly.

Qin Yi, who was lying on a big tree at the foot of the mountain, heard the sound of the flute, raised his eyebrows slightly, and moved his closed eyes but did not open them.

Is there a god in this world?

Have.

Kissing the tears at the corner of the boy's eyes, Luo Jiuxiao said softly: "I will remember, we will help you."

Mo, I hope you don't forget our past when you remember that day.

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The author has something to say: Thank you for throwing a mine, ~(≧▽≦)/~ la la la

☆, 57

The great witches of the witch clan have great power, they practice thousands of ways and learn thousands of methods, but they don't cultivate the body.

But in the hearts of the Wu people, there is the existence of gods, so the long death of the great witch is not only a thunderstorm for the Wu people, but also subverts their cognition. It turns out that the big witch is also a mortal with flesh and blood.

If the hunchbacked old man hadn't been present at the death of the great witch, I'm afraid Hua Xiaomo and the others would have been hard to tell. Even so, in the eyes of the Wu tribe, they must have decided that a few outsiders still had something to do with this disaster.

In those few days, Hua Xiaomo was in a coma, not knowing that Bai Chen and the others feared that something might happen to him, so he endured the cold eyes of the Wu people and forced him to stay.

Hua Xiaomo stayed on the round platform for a long time. After passing through, first the strange man from the inn, then Zhang Wuji, then the monk from the temple, plus the current great witch, totally four lives. Don't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me" feeling, self-blame, guilt, panic in my heart.

After thinking about it, he came up with a way and decided to open a clinic and administer medicine with Lan Qi, which can be regarded as a little compensation.

Since it was Hua Xiaomo's decision, Bai Chen and the others didn't ask anything, and followed his command very cooperatively, even though they had already discussed to leave this place.

The most urgent task is to obtain the permission of the elders of the Wu clan. There is no other person who can be a lobbyist except Lan Qi, so Lan Qi went to the elders of the Wu clan the next day and tried his best to persuade him.

And Bai Chen was sent out by Hua Xiaomo to purchase medicinal materials. The list of medicines he wrote was more than ten pages long, and it would take a lot of time to collect them all. In order to save time, Luo Jiuxiao sent Tianfeng to accompany him with several right-hand men However, Nan Feng, whose lightness skill is very average, did not choose to go out with Bai Chen, but stayed by his master's side.Of course, Luo Jiuxiao was also guarding Hua Xiaomo with Nanfeng, who couldn't be driven away no matter how hard he tried.

"Nanfeng, take Dabai out for a walk." Hua Xiaomo, who was lying on the table and buried in the medicinal materials, said impatiently.

Nan Feng, who was packing the reconstituted medicinal materials by his side, was taken aback for a moment, and glanced at the white flying insects around the young man's wrist that were tirelessly circling the rosary beads. There are a lot of medicinal materials that haven’t been wrapped properly.” He would not say that he is afraid of all insects, especially those with many legs.

Looking up from the pile of herbs in front of him, Hua Xiaomo shouted out the door: "Luo, Jiu, Xiao."

The next moment, I saw a man in red running in hastily, with his wide sleeves lifted, a little dust on his body, and he strode over: "What's the matter?"

"Come here and wrap up the rest of the paper bags." Hua Xiaomo handed over a thin needle-long silver grass, slightly raised his chin to the young man with an ugly face next to him: "Go."

Nanfeng was about to cry but had no tears, so he took the grass with a bitter face, and immediately saw the flying insect rolled its small eyes, flew towards Nanfeng suddenly, stopped on the grass and opened its mouth excitedly to eat.

"Master, I'm going out then."

Hua Xiaomo didn't raise his head, and took a few from his sleeves, and told him, "Don't bring it back until you've finished eating." These two days, the bugs are as if they had been injected with chicken blood. He clicked on the pillar and scratched, the small scratching sound could make one's scalp tingle, and he wanted to crush the bug several times impulsively.

"Understood." Nan Feng bitterly stuffed those straws into his sleeves, and walked out with a face full of resignation in his hand.

"Mo, do you want to take a break?" Luo Jiuxiao stretched out his hand to grab a strand of Hua Xiaomo's hair and stroked it: "When Lan Qi left, tell me to let you lie down every two hours."

"No, I'll do more while I'm not sleepy, or I won't be able to finish it when Ah Qi and Bai Chen come back." Here are only some medicinal materials, those medicines that are not suitable for pregnant people are all picked out by Ah Qi, and those Many are commonly used medicinal materials, and the demand is definitely not small, and he can't help, so I just want to do what I can.

Hua Xiaomo turned his head to see the bamboo leaves falling on the top of the sky, and glanced at him: "What are you busy with outside?"

Luo Jiuxiao pursed his lips, propped his head and squinted his eyes and smiled: "I saw that you ate several of those yellow fruits in the morning, so you and Qin Yi picked all the ones from the nearby trees, wrapped them up and ate them on the way."

"How much did you pick?" Hua Xiaomo's mouth twitched when he heard the words, he really didn't understand the thoughts of these men, now every day when eating, Ah Qi would prepare an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks, and then he saw it coming out of nowhere Qin Yi sat down to eat very calmly.

The feeling of a family of five made him feel pained.

"About three big bamboo baskets." Luo Jiuxiao smiled lowly: "Not enough? There are many more in the back mountain, I will go later...."

"Enough is enough." Hua Xiaomo interrupted him abruptly, the fruit was sour, although it was delicious, but three baskets, this amount, how could he be raised as a pig? !

After grabbing Yunlinhua and putting it into the medicine bag in front of him, Hua Xiaomo yawned: "Hurry up and pack it, don't smirk."

Looking at the scattered paper bags, Luo Jiuxiao raised his eyebrows lightly, took a breath of air with a strong herbal smell, and began to help.

After a while, Hua Xiaomo was already yawning profusely, and the corners of his eyes were a little wet. He stopped what he was doing, moved the wrapped medicine bag away, and made a place on the table, lying on it without moving.

Wrapping the tired boy in his arms with both hands, Luo Jiuxiao smiled and put his lips on his hair, whispering: "Mo, I miss you so much."

Hua Xiaomo hummed and muttered, "Hurry up and work."

"I'm uncomfortable down here, I can't concentrate on work." The magnetic tone was slightly low, with a little ambiguity, Luo Jiuxiao took Hua Xiaomo's earlobe and licked it lightly: "I want to go inside your body."

Hua Xiaomo, who was entangled by sleepy bugs, was shocked, he swallowed his saliva, and endured it: "Don't make trouble." It's just that this warning even he himself feels that it is not serious, because he can't help but use his legs. A hard object that rubs against it.

Luo Jiuxiao put his hand into Hua Xiaomo's obscene pants, and said in a hoarse voice, "You have feelings too."

Nonsense, as long as a normal man can feel it, okay?Hua Xiaomo closed his eyes, desperately hugged Luo Jiuxiao's neck and kissed his chin, gnawed for a while, then licked again: "Help me get it out."

Picking up Hua Xiaomo and putting it on his lap, Luo Jiuxiao took off his obscene trousers to his ankles, wrapped his big palm around the pink and tender object and stroked it up and down a few times, and saw a little transparent liquid overflowing from the mouth on the top, He picked up a strand with his index finger, put it in his mouth and licked it with his tongue, then bowed his head to kiss Hua Xiaomo.

"I don't...well..." The words in his mouth were blocked, Hua Xiaomo dodged and leaned back, but was held down by a big hand on his back, making him unable to escape.

Hierarch, I'm really not interested in what I bleed out.

"Mo, is it comfortable?" He clenched his hand heavily, then loosened it, then continued to clenched it, then loosened it, repeating the rhythmic manipulation back and forth, his palm was wet, and the sticky feeling was transmitted to the bottom of his heart and made him His whole body was hot, and his eyes were filled with endless desire.

"Hmm...grab it a little further down." Holding the hot huge object with both hands and stroking it, Hua Xiaomo hooked the tip of Luo Jiuxiao's tongue and lightly bit and sucked, feeling the pleasure of his lower body It was magnified several times, and he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt a faint warm current in his abdomen.

Footsteps sounded outside the door, Lan Qi and Bai Chen appeared at the door, when they saw the scene inside the house, they were startled.

Hearing the movement behind him, when Hua Xiaomo turned his head and saw the two door gods at the door, he shivered in shock, and his little friend shrank immediately.

The young man's eyes were full of water, his slightly parted lips were full of water, his fair and tender face was dyed a moving crimson color, his slightly disheveled skirt revealed his slender and fair neck and delicate collarbone.

There was a surge of heat in the lower abdomen, their self-control has always been strong, only in front of this person.

Seeing that Bai Chen and Lan Qi didn't say a word, seeing his eyes getting darker, Hua Xiaomo's old face was a little red, and he tried to explain calmly: "That...that we..."

The following words were blocked again, Luo Jiuxiao's kiss without leaving a gap made Hua Xiaomo unable to resist, so he could only respond passively, and every word that came out of his mouth became a soft moan.

Lan Qi closed the door calmly, Bai Chen put the bundle in his hand on the table, and the two walked towards the boy together.

"Hmm..." Hua Xiaomo's body trembled violently, his chest and ears were covered by hot and humid touch, together with his lower body, the burst of pleasure from three places made him inexplicably exciting, never before He felt like he was about to explode.

The tip of his tongue traced to lick the periphery of the ear pinna, moistened the surrounding area with saliva, and Bai Chen began to kiss the back of the boy's neck, holding a piece in his thin lips and biting his teeth lightly.

Lan Qi buried herself on the boy's chest, biting a protrusion, circling around with the tip of her tongue, then licked it carefully, and rubbed the other protrusion with her fingers.

Hua Xiaomo's breathing became more and more rapid, he blinked feebly, what the hell, the rhythm of 4P is too fast, it's so cool.

"No...it can't be done..." Hua Xiaomo's whole body was limp in Luo Jiuxiao's arms, his whole body convulsed slightly, panting intermittently: "I'm going to come out..."

"Wait a little longer." Luo Jiuxiao's voice full of lust and fire was hoarse, he wrapped himself and Hua Xiaomo's things together, this feeling was very subtle, as if they were truly combined, although it was not as comfortable as entering, but It's just as wonderful.

The movements of the hands began to speed up, and Luo Jiuxiao held Hua Xiaomo's Adam's apple rolling up and down, leaving traces, large or small, like gnawing.

"Bai...Baichen..." Hua Xiaomo shrank her neck, the back of her neck was so itchy.

Bai Chen's cold face touched a little tenderness, his brows were slightly frowned, he put Hua Xiaomo's hand on his swollen object, and began to play with it.

In the woods of the back mountain, Qin Yi was leaning against a tree. A white dove came from the forest. He stretched out his hand, and the white dove landed on his hand.

He took something from the white pigeon's leg and let it go. He opened the roll of paper and glanced at it. Qin Yi's face darkened, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

He said to the void: "In a day, you have to see people when you are alive, and you have to see corpses when you are dead."

"Yes." The wind passed, and a voice fell into Qin Yi's ears. Before he made any movements, he saw the roll of paper in his hand shattered into foam and scattered with the wind.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Qin Yi stood outside the door, smelling something strange, raised his eyebrows, and suddenly opened the hidden door.

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The author has something to say: Wow~ Little cesium threw a landmine~~ 咕啦啦咕~╭(╯3╰)╮

☆, 58

Standing at the door, Qin Yi was shocked by the scene in front of him, and his thoughts went blank for a moment. The shoes on the threshold stepped back half a step, but suddenly took a big step forward, and directly closed the door with a flick of his sleeve.

His deep eyes stared at the young man's white shoulders exposed under his loose clothes, a few bright red traces were like those gorgeous flowers on Fuxi Mountain, very beautiful, this is the purest feeling.

The boy's blonde hair was in a mess, fluttering in the air with his rapid breathing and slight tremors of his body, the front of his chest was half torn open, two red grains were slightly swollen, exuding an attractive luster, caught between two fingers · Hold and pull left and right.

Luo Jiuxiao was holding his and the boy's objects and moving them very quickly. Transparent liquid overflowed from the tops of each of them, soaking the curly hair around them, making a sizzling sound with each movement, while Lan Qi's The thing was sucked by the young man, the ruddy lips kept opening and closing, the moist tongue licked from bottom to top, the body fluid secreted from the mouth ran down the corners of the lips, it looked abnormally erotic, Bai Chen leaned over to kiss The young man's hair, the lower body is held by the young man's slender hands and stroked. The size is so large that the young man needs to use both hands every time he strokes it. It is swollen, purple and hard. The stark contrast between the object and the white and tender skin instantly grabs attention, making one unable to help but take a few more glances.

The sound of swallowing saliva and the chaotic panting of several people brought the temperature of the whole room into a burning sea of ​​fire, and there was a lustful and wet smell floating in the air.

The scene in front of him was very obscene, vaguely overlapped with those past events, but suddenly staggered, what he felt was not panic and cold, but more and more hot, igniting his reason bit by bit .

He suddenly felt a scorching hot air rushing into his lower abdomen, and unexpectedly flowing through his whole body, finally concentrating in his nasal cavity.

The warm liquid dripped from his nose, he raised his hand to touch it, looked down at the bright red fingertips, froze for a while, then wiped it on his outer robe very quickly as if he had seen something incomprehensible.

The objects under the crotch are extremely hard, and the friction of the fabric brings out a slight pain and comfort during walking.

The three of Bai Chen knew about it when Qin Yi walked into the courtyard, and they were silent together.

People's state of mind will change due to many things, such as resistance and fear of something.

The great witch's warning seemed to be just yesterday. In the face of the unknown existence, everything seemed pale and powerless. If this young man encounters any accident, life and death will matter, and those anger and confrontation will be of no use.

Standing in front of the young man, Qin Yi stretched out his hand to touch his flushed cheeks, and saw him staring at him with rippling eyes, which were filled with astonishment and bewilderment.

He pressed the corners of his lips, and slowly lowered his head to imitate Bai Chen's kiss on the boy's hair. It was a very jerky move. His thoughts were not clear, and his brain was out of touch with the action. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Bai Chen biting the boy's earlobe , he also learned to bite the boy's other earlobe.

But he didn't grasp the strength well, his teeth made a tooth mark on the boy's earlobe, faint bloodshot was faintly visible, he was stunned, and went to see the boy who was hurt by the pain for no reason.

"You...you stand farther away." Sweeping at Qin Yi, his eyes flicked from the other's eagle-like sharp eyes, and finally stopped on the few traces of red in the other's nose, Hua Xiaomo twitched Mouth, does this person have a nosebleed? !

The lower body suddenly clenched tightly, Hua Xiaomo's body convulsed slightly, he tried to release it several times but was blocked by Luo Jiuxiao, feeling that the scorching heat accumulated in the lower abdomen was about to drown him.

He even wondered if he was about to ascend to heaven.

Hua Xiaomo licked Bai Chen's belongings, his tongue and mouth were almost numb, he sucked hard suddenly, touching the tip of his nose from time to time, his moist breath made Bai Chen tremble slightly.

"Foot..." panting, Hua Xiaomo almost choked on his saliva.

Qin Yi, who was standing a few steps away and still suffering from burning desire, was taken aback when he heard the words, and then went to look at the three of Bai Chen after a few moments, and they didn't even give him a corner of their eyes.

If you really don't want to, you already hate it. It is impossible to have a good impression, and acquiescence does not mean acceptance.

People are selfish, if possible, who doesn't want their lover to belong only to themselves.It's a pity that from that bud, they were destined to have a different partner.

There is such a record in the ancient legend that the birthmark on everyone's body is the imprint left by the lover in the previous life. In the next life, use this token to find the other half and continue the relationship.

They believed it, and many unexplainable phenomena forced them to believe it.

Qin Yi lifted the hem of his clothes and took off his obscene trousers, exposing his upright objects, staring at the boy with somewhat expectant and burning eyes.

Hua Xiaomo's soft instep stretched out a curved arc, and gently rubbed Qin Yi's object between his feet.

The soles of the young man's feet were warm, wrapping him, Qin Yi closed his eyes, and let out a comfortable gasp from his throat.

"No...it can't be done..." Hua Xiaomo's forehead was wet with sweat, his underwear was sticky to his body, and his whole body was covered in sweat.

With a quick flick of both hands, Luo Jiuxiao and Hua Xiaomo stepped out together, a stream of liquid splashed on the skirts of the two of them, and their noses had a strong fishy smell.

Bai Chen withdrew the object he was about to release from Hua Xiaomo's mouth, floated his right hand a few times and sprayed it out.

A pair of cold eyes were stained with lust, Junyi's face was no longer clear, he wiped it slowly and tidied up his clothes.

Then Lan Qi also climbed to the peak in Hua Xiaomo's hand, he leaned over to wipe off the viscous liquid from Hua Xiaomo's palm, and kissed lightly on his palm.

Hua Xiaomo leaned on Luo Jiuxiao in a daze, his legs were still rubbing against the hot object on the soles of his feet back and forth, the slight beating went all the way up from the soles of his feet into his mind, he gasped in confusion, and there was a slight warmth in the back of his heart Invaded into the lungs and smoothed his shortness of breath.

He moved his heavy eyelids and fell asleep on Luo Jiuxiao's body. The sad prince had to solve it himself.

After wiping Hua Xiaomo's body, several men sat on the chairs and began to communicate peacefully, all of them were full of worries.

"Xiao Mo's stomach fluctuates strangely." Lan Qi pressed her forehead and sighed in frustration: "I'm not sure."

After saying that, apart from Bai Chen who also knew about it, Luo Jiuxiao and Qin Yi showed a bit of worry, and the two men who thought they were the child's father were in sync for the first time.

"I need to leave for a while." Lan Qi said lightly, "Xiao Mo shouldn't be running around for two months, he needs to rest."

Qin Yi raised his head, his resolute outline was gentle: "Go back to Bashu."

"Qin Yi, the three of us have already made up our minds with him, you are different from us." Lan Qi sighed softly: "If there is a better choice, I don't want to hand Xiao Mo to you."

The corners of the lips were bent downwards, and soon recovered, Qin Yi said coldly: "Same."

This sentence made Lan Qi shrug his brows, while Luo Jiuxiao still had his usual lazy expression, with a few sinister smiles on his lips, which was unpredictable.

Bai Chen glanced at Qin Yi lightly, then withdrew his gaze and threw a celadon bottle at Lan Qi: "It's useful."

Uncorked the bottle and sniffed it, Lan Qi showed gratitude, smiled gently at Bai Chen, he was going back to Fengdao, the island was full of miasma, the medicine given by Bai Chen was exactly what he needed.

"You guys also have birthmarks like this?" Luo Jiuxiao stared sideways at the sleeping boy's face on the bed, pushed the hair from his cheeks to reveal the red petal-shaped birthmarks at the corners of his eyes, and asked curiously, "Where is it?"

Bai Chen was also looking at the boy, and replied in a slightly cool voice, "Chest."

Putting the bottle away, Lan Qi smiled slightly: "Back waist."

"Buttocks." A certain prince said two words through his teeth coldly, his face blushing and his heart beating under the strange gazes of the three men.

puff---

Luo Jiuxiao grinned at the corners of his lips, laughing mercilessly.

And Lan Qi pursed the corners of her lips and cleared her cough, only the hero with a paralyzed face remained expressionless, as if she was out of state.

This time Hua Xiaomo slept very deeply. He was really tired. He used both hands and feet, including oral sex. He couldn’t be more tired. When he woke up, he still felt weak. After stroking the abdomen a few times, he sighed and murmured: "I'm going to be a father, should I prepare something for the child? What should I choose as the name?"

Hua Xiaomo suddenly became energetic and sat up from the bed, leaning on the bed and muttering to himself: "Hua Xiaohua? You're too old."

"Hua Wuque?" Hua Xiaomo twitched the corner of his mouth, covered his face and let out a wail, and mourned for his IQ for three seconds.

There was a knock on the door, and Nanfeng's soft voice came: "Master."

His thoughts were interrupted, Hua Xiaomo shouted towards the door: "Nanfeng, where are they?"

Outside the door, Nanfeng looked up at the scorching sun, then at the last blade of grass in his hand, and his eyes stopped on the full-fed flying insect: "I'm busy with the clinic."

Hua Xiaomo got excited when he heard it, got up quickly, put on his clothes and went out.

When Hua Xiaomo arrived, he saw the team of the pit chief, and he was shocked. There were a lot of Wu people, and there were more women of the Wu family. Young, bright-eyed, there were too many women like hungry wolves. no more.

Nan Feng took Hua Xiaomo to avoid the crowd and appeared in front of Bai Chen and the others. Tian Feng received the look from his master and immediately got up and ran away. When he came back, he was holding a few yellow fruit.

Sitting on the chair was a dark-skinned girl, looking straight at Qin Yi with bright eyes: "I heard from the elder that you are leaving in the afternoon, will you come to the Wu Clan in the future?"

Hua Xiaomo, who was biting a fruit next to him, said inarticulately: "I won't come."

The girl's face froze, she still looked at Qin Yi, but the other party only gave him a cold glance, and that glance was enough to cool down the girl's passionate heart.

Then this kind of situation happened one after another, asking Lan Qi, Bai Chen, and Luo Jiuxiao. Every time, it was Hua Xiaomo who uttered a word or two in a strange way, and could freeze those people to death. .

When he left the Wu Clan, Hua Xiaomo knew that Lan Qi was going to leave, so he hugged Lan Qi reluctantly and kissed her for a long time.

"Ah Qi, what are you doing on Fengdao?"

"Just go home and get something." Lan Qi gently kissed Hua Xiaomo's forehead: "Xiao Mo, I hope you are safe and well."

Nodding, Hua Xiaomo stretched out his hand to pat Lan Qi's back, and made a promise: "Well, don't worry, I will take good care of myself, and I promise that nothing will happen to the child in my stomach."

"I'm talking about you." Lan Qi emphasized, drooping her eyelids, and whispered into his ear, "Remember, I only want you to be safe."

A certain answer flashed through Hua Xiaomo's mind, too fast, he couldn't catch it, and when he came back to his senses, Lan Qi was nowhere to be seen.

Thick clouds and mists lingered in the sky, and the setting sun with only a little gap shot out a crimson glow, like a fish swimming in the deep sea, rolling with golden scales.

When the carriage arrived at the Bashu city, Qin Yi lifted the curtain, and when his face was exposed to the eyes of the soldiers standing guard on the tower, his neat and loud shouts reached the sky, admiration, respect, and true submission.

Immediately there were calls one after another, which were the joy of the people of Bashu.

Xiao Mo, the flower in the car, was shocked. He heard a kind of supreme love. In Bashu, Qin Yi is everyone's god.

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The author has something to say: Cough, the deranged author has more and more serious tastes