Stunning monster, soft and cute

Wu Yin didn't give Mo Nan any time to resist, she quickly approached Mo Nan, stretched out her big hand to grab Mo Nan's hands, and pressed them firmly to the top of her head.

The burly and strong body bullied Mo Nan fiercely, making Mo Nan unable to move at all, just like fish on a chopping board.

Wu Yin lowered her head, pressed her lips against Mo Nan's fair skin, bit his earlobe and said, "You should be a chick, so I will expand you first, the body is opened, and you don't feel so painful, I feel good when I fuck it .”

After that, he glanced at the thick black iron rod with barbs on the top in his hand, "I like to dance with blood, and at the same time, the sticky blood is also the best lubricant."

Among the countless souls who died under Wu Yin's body, nearly half of them died on the barbed black iron rod in his hand. His cruelty and perversion have become unimaginably terrifying.

"Go away." Mo Nan struggled desperately, "Sooner or later you will go to endless hell."

"Hahaha." Wu Yin laughed and mocked, "I've become a demon, why do I think so much, demons have a terrible death, so why not be happy for a while while alive!"

With that said, Wu Yin went to pull Mo Nan's belt.

"Hiss~" Wu Yin gasped suddenly, and looked down.

I saw a little snow-white fox viciously biting his ankle, and the sharp little fangs were embedded in his flesh and blood.

The corner of Wu Yin's mouth twitched in anger, and he kicked Linggu's small body into the air. When he landed, Linggu must have lost half of his life.

With Wu Yin's brutality, Linggu's life was long gone. He resisted killing Linggu because he wanted to use his blood to heal his wounds. If Linggu died, the blood's efficacy would be greatly reduced, and the blood would also freeze. not available.

"Linggu..." Mo Nan shouted, but he was firmly imprisoned by Wu Yin, unable to save Linggu.

Lingu also knew that Wu Yin's move would cost half his life.

"Bastard." Ling Gu still didn't forget to scold Wu Yin, "I told you to bully me, just wait, my master will blow your ass open."

Linggu's small body was thrown out in an arc and fell to the hard ground.

"I'm coming!" Mo Dong rushed forward and caught Linggu.

Mo Bei drew out his dagger and slashed at Wu Yin, fighting with Wu Yin.

Mexi went to help Mo Nan who was injured.

Mo Nan's face was pale, and at a glance, he knew that the internal injury was not serious, but he still hurriedly said: "I'm fine, go and inform the Lord, and say that Wu Yin is going to kill Linggu in the bedroom and do dirty things with me." .”

Mo Nan knew very well that even if the four of them teamed up, they would not be Wu Yin's opponent, so he decided not to waste time here, the longer the time, the more disadvantageous they would be.

"But the Lord is not there!" Moxi replied, "The Lord has gone to the Immortal Realm, saying that he is going to kill Chu Lianhua."

Moxi's big trumpet can only be believed halfway. Going to the fairyland to kill Chu Lianhua cannot be taken seriously, but it is certain that he will not be in the magic palace when he goes out.

After the three of them learned that Ye Youming had left the Demon Palace, they came to inform Mo Nan, telling him not to stay outside for too long and to hide quickly, but they ran into this scene.

"Then go find the witch." Mo Nan glanced at Linggu's witch-like attire, "The witch should like Linggu very much, and she will help Linggu with her character. Linggu is friendly to us." , so we will not turn to death and ask the witch, so that we may escape from the predicament."

Although the witch's martial arts are slightly inferior to Wu Yin's, she is powerful and a willful person. Women are not easy to provoke, and Wu Yin doesn't want to take this big man into trouble.

"Okay, I'm going here."

Moxi was about to leave, but Wu Yin shouted, "No one wants to leave!"

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand and set up a barrier, trapping several people in the bedroom.

It turned out that while he was fighting with Mo Bei, he had been spying on the conversation between Mo Nan and Mo Xi.

Ye Youming is not in the magic palace, this is a good time, and an even better chance is that all four are here this time, so he can have a hearty meal.

So the fight with Mo Bei just now can be regarded as his pre-dinner game, to cultivate his interest.

At this moment, I saw a black light flashing from the black iron rod in Wu Yin's hand, and the barb on the top suddenly stretched, piercing into Mo Bei's wrist, passing through as if alive.

However, Mo Bei seemed to be desperate for his life, he didn't care about the iron thorn piercing his wrist, he raised a short knife and slashed at Wu Yin.

Because of his action, the iron thorn tore open a hideous wound on his wrist.

Blood was dripping, blood was blurred.

"Oops!" Mo Dong hugged Linggu and said, "He's playing suicide."

Mo Nan sighed, "He never wanted to live."

After finishing speaking, he entered the battle with Moxi and fought desperately with Wu Yin.

Mo Dong also put the Linggu on the ground and entered the battle.

However, even a fox in Linggu who doesn't know much about people can see that even if several people join forces, they are not Wu Yin's opponent.

In the fight with the four people, he took advantage of them.

At this moment, Wu Yin grabbed Mo Nan's slender waist with his long arm, squeezed it hard, turned around while holding Mo Nan, and touched Mo Xi's buttocks.

Moxi breathed fire from his nose, "Fuck, your mother Wu Yin."

Wu Yin has a rough skin and a thick flesh. After doing so many years of utterly immoral things, he has long been used to being scolded. He wanted to belittle Mo Dong, but Mo Dong spit on his face, "Damn, I am Gong, it's not impossible to sleep with me, you have to lie under me and fuck your ass to bloom."

Wu Yin's face was dark, obviously irritated by Mo Dong, and he said sullenly, "Among the four, you are the one I want the most, so it doesn't matter if I let you go."

Wu Yin was murderous towards Mo Dong, pouring a lot of cultivation into the black iron stick in his hand, intending to kill Mo Dong with one blow.

After a while, a white dumpling pounced on Wu Yin's face, and a scream was heard in an instant.

Linggu's sharp claws pierced one of Wu Yin's eyes, preventing Wu Yin from killing Mo Dong.

This time Linggu learned to be smart, after stabbing Wu Yin, he hurriedly jumped to the ground, trying to get under the table to protect himself.

However, no matter how fast Linggu is, it can't match Wu Yin's magic power.

Wu Yin was furious, and sent the four people around him flying away, pouring more powerful mana into the black iron stick in his hand than when he was going to kill Mo Dong, and sent it towards Linggu.

On the side, the four people who fell on the ground saw the black iron rod with sharp thorns, and quickly hit Ling Gu who was going under the table, but they were helpless. Their cultivation was not enough to save Ling Gu. .

"Linggu." Mo Nan's eyes turned red instantly.

Mo Dong and Mo Xi scolded Wu Yin with angry eyes and gnashing of teeth.

"Sooner or later, someone will accept you as a big scourge."

"You're the one who got a thousand knives."

"Fuck you."

Mo Bei staggered to touch the short knife on the ground, trying to chop Wu Yin.