Quickly traverse the host, his weak constitution

Dao, there seemed to be some sourness in his tone:

"Speak, master and servant, I will go up first."

Xie Zao was struggling with Xu Qingmo's palm. Seeing Zong Luan go up, he didn't come to stop it in time, because the palm of the repairer had already grasped its waist, and it was still tight.

The warm and irritating yang energy on the palm penetrated through the fabric and accumulated on the skin. The familiar breath made the body soften, and it was about to collapse into Jianxiu's arms.

Xie Zao's face was so dark that it couldn't be darker, Xu Qingmo looked down at the snow squirrel's expression, and knew that it was a little too much.

Sitting where Zong Luan was sitting just now, Xu Qingmo added a meat bun to Xie Zao's bowl.

"But are you full?"

Xie Zao had a cold face, snorted, ignored Jianxiu, just lowered his head and gnawed on the bun earnestly.

Seeing that Xie Zao was about to finish eating, Xu Qingmo went over there earlier, but his eyes fell on Xie Zao's face with some eagerness and burning.

Xie Zao felt extremely uncomfortable, and didn't want to go to be alone with Jianxiu immediately, so he ate the buns slowly, the originally delicious meat buns became tasteless.

Xu Qingmo handed over the last bun. Xie Zao dawdled a few times before putting the last bite of the bun into his mouth. Xu Qingmo stood up and said, "Since we're done eating, let's go up."

Xie Zao walked slowly like counting ants behind.

Xie Zao just entered the wing room, Xu Qingmo immediately closed the door tightly, and pushed him onto the bed with his backhand, just like a fox with a big tail that only puts a white rabbit into its nest.

Xie Zao struggled, "Zong Luan is still next door."

Maintenance, however, only said "don't be afraid", and leaned down to sniff it.

Jianxiu approached with his straight and straight nose, sniffed its whole body carefully, all the way to the soles of its feet, took off its silk socks, sniffed a piece of it, and finally gnawed on its instep, Leaves dark tooth marks.

Xie Zao was in pain, and kicked Jianxiu with his feet. Xu Qingmo held the kicked knee with one hand, and pressed down along the upper body. His dark and deep eyes were fixedly looking at Xie Zao's eyebrows and eyes, as if he didn't know what to do. I can't see enough.

Xu Qingmo approached, and pressed his hot lips against the young man's Yubai's shrunken earlobes, and a cold and deep voice sounded:

"Xie Zao is so good, you don't smell like anyone else."

Xie Zao's cheeks instantly turned pink, like overripe rouge, it's not shy, it's because it was cultivated by the sword.

Xu Qingmo couldn't help but gnawed on Xie Zao's face, then kissed the little red mole at the end of Xie Zao's eyes, and finally couldn't help but hook it with the tip of his tongue, and then sighed and buried it on the side of Xie Zao's neck like he was addicted sniffing.

This is not a joke, Xu Qingmo reached out and hooked off the storage bag pinned to Xie Zao's body, took out the black jade box and opened it, lowered his head and sniffed the jade carvings one by one a few times.

He even hugged him in his arms, and praised him, "Xie Zao is so obedient."

Xie Zao's face and neck turned red, and he bit Jianxiu's arm in anger, "Xu Qingmo, you pervert!"

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He even hugged him in his arms, and praised him, "Xie Zao is so obedient."

Xie Zao's face and neck turned red, and he bit Jianxiu's arm in anger, "Xu Qingmo, you pervert!"

The skin of the lower mouth was extremely hard, but Xie Zao still didn't want to let go, trying to chew with his sharp teeth.

Wetness and slight itchiness came from the arm, Xu Qingmo let out a muffled laugh, Jianxiu's cold and deep voice was a little hoarse, and his ears were numb.

"I'll see if Xie Zao's teeth have grown, why can't he bite me?"

Xu Qingmo's slender fingers pinched Xie Zao's chin, forcing him to lift his head up. He moved his face closer, and sprayed his warm breath on Xie Zao's cheeks.

Hearing Xu Qingmo's mocking words, Xie Zao clenched his teeth tightly and refused to show him.

Xu Qingmo didn't intend to let it go, the hand on the chin moved up a little, and pinched it on the cheek, the force was not too heavy but very skillful so that Xie Zao had to open his mouth.

The pink lips were opened, the teeth were opened, revealing the soft and tender red tongue inside, the crystal saliva was too late to swallow, and it was stored in the mouth, making the lips and tongue even more tender.

Xu Qingmo's eyes darkened, he turned to the tip of his nose, opened his mouth and kissed it.

The broad and strong palm passed around the boy's silky long hair like a forging waterfall, and held the boy's slender neck in the palm of his hand, lifting it forward, so that he could invade more thoroughly.

The body that had been empty for a long time, felt the familiar breath, lost control, and opened the body as if to seduce a sacrifice.

After a long time, Xie Zao's sweat slid down his eyelids, and he was kissed clean by the person on his body again.

Xie Zao felt Xu Qingmo turn himself over, his eyes were like a cold and scorching blade, sliding down against the spine, and then fixedly landed on the lower back.

Jianxiu's breathing suddenly became rapid, as if there was something very attractive to him, his fingertips brushed repeatedly, and then the kiss fell heavily.

Zong Luan was meditating in the next room, and he couldn't continue after sitting for a quarter of an hour.

After changing several different meditation postures, I still can't calm down. It's like a hot and thin flame in my heart, and the burning person feels uncomfortable all over.

Zong Luan finally couldn't help but use his spiritual sense to probe the next door, and when he probed out, he was hindered.It was Xu Qingmo's sword intent.

With a cold face, Zong Luan withdrew his consciousness, drank a few more cups of tea, looked at the decoration in the room, Zong Luan walked to the wall on one side of the room, and stopped somewhere.

Here is the bed next to the next room.

It was late at night, and the stars were cold.

The hungry wolf in the grassland at night, once he catches his favorite prey, he must die until he dies. With sharp teeth and rough tongue coating, he gnaws down the prey and swallows it down.

Xie Zao was the prey that was dragged into the den. Sensing the ferocity of the predator, he instinctively made it crawl forward, trying to escape for his life.

The wide palm with a strong sense of encroachment tightly grasped the slender ankle, and pulled it down forcefully, followed by a more cruel and violent eating feast.

The back of Xie Zao's head and back hit the wall at the head of the bed.

Zong Luan stood there motionless, with his back leaning against the wall, absorbing the icy coolness of the wall, and the coldness climbed along his back, which did not bring any comfort, but made it even more uncomfortable.

month to midday.

The silvery light is pouring down, shining like a palace of the moon.

Zong Luan half closed his eyes, standing against the wall in the dark.

The gorgeous eyebrows and eyes are usually full of smiles, but now it may be that the moonlight is too cold, and this face also looks cold.

The moonlight obsessively traced this face, leaving half a deep shadow.

Suddenly a voice came from the wall, Zong Luan opened his eyes, the beautiful fox's eyes were full of clarity, without a trace of fatigue.

Zong Luan listened intently.

The enchantment of the sword cultivator seemed to be not so strong, and a sound could be heard faintly from the wall it was attached to.

However, the sound is very subtle.

About to be able to guess what it was, Zong Luan's face changed a little, and he turned to his ear with a cold face.

The subtle sound was more obvious. It was the sound of something hitting the wall. At first it was a little soft, and then it gradually became more violent. From time to time, I heard a few soft and soft cries.

Zong Luan's expression gradually darkened, and he left the wall with an ugly expression.

I went to the table and drank a few cups of cold tea, knowing that I might not be able to fall asleep, so I turned on the light again and took a book to read.

The next morning, Zong Luan watched Xu Qingmo come down alone.

Xu Qingmo explained: "Xie Zao is still sleeping. Our master and servant haven't seen each other for a long time, and we didn't rest until midnight when we talked. Xie Zao is young and lethargic, so I didn't call him down."

Zong Luan wore a white dress which is rare today, plain clothes, but his facial features are more bright, his slender eye tails are lifted up, a smile that is not a smile:

"If you are reluctant to let it go, why not let me teach it.

I start watching it practice before dawn on weekdays, don't wipe out all the good habits it has developed when you come. "

Xu Qingmo took a closer look at Zongluan's expression, and relaxed a little: "I'm a swordsman after all, so I'm not suitable for teaching it. If you find it troublesome to teach it, you might as well ask someone in the clan to teach it."

Zong Luan raised his sleeves to half cover his face, revealing a pair of fox eyes full of love: "Well, there is no need for this, we still have a tacit understanding between master and apprentice."

Xu Qingmo's thick black eyelashes drooped and trembled twice: "We talked last night, if I disturbed you, I will apologize to you."

The youthfulness in the fox's eyes dissipated in an instant, and he became majestic and dignified. He raised his chin slightly and gave Jianxiu a glance, "It's a small matter."

The two ridiculed for a long time, and they were quite tense.

Finally came the day when the Yuxu Secret Realm was opened.

The enchantment of the secret realm passed through, and the three of them came to a vast expanse of whiteness.

After Zong Luan and Xu Qingmo entered the secret realm, the original Nascent Soul and Jindan cultivation bases were suppressed by the secret realm to the late stage of foundation establishment.

The secret realm was completely white, and it was impossible to tell the direction at all. Because the temperature was too low, even the spiritual consciousness of the foundation building stage could only detect a range of about 20 meters.

At a height of seven or eight meters above the ground, there is an icy airflow layer, foggy, and hard to see. There are cold beasts living in it, which are fast and numerous. There are sharp horns that can pierce the barrier of spiritual energy, which is very dangerous.

These reasons make it difficult for monks to discern the direction, and it is common to get lost.

Although the ground looked like a white expanse of blood, it was not.

The ground may be a layer of ice, and the bottom is a stream of water, and there are underwater monsters waiting for the arrival of food.

The monster in the water broke through the ice and swallowed the monk, and the hole was soon covered by the densely falling snow, and soon froze again, returning to its original harmless appearance, waiting for the next unlucky person.

He even thought that the monk's sight was disturbed by the ice and the reflection of the ice and light. It was clearly a cliff, but he stepped on it, or there were monsters lurking on the rocky wall of the snow-capped mountain, waiting for the arrival of their prey.

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