stop for me

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The founder of Qingyang Sect can be traced back, it should be the Taishang Laojun, and most of his disciples are alchemy people. There are many people who have attained the Tao. They can be regarded as the famous masters in the world of immortality. The Heavenly Realm had just sealed the Heavenly Ladder, and the disciples of cultivating immortals hadn't made up their minds about choosing their own way, and for some reason they were stimulated, an alchemist with a wonderful inscription formation suddenly appeared in the Qingyang Sect.

This person is definitely a wonderful flower.

What does it mean to become an inscription master by refining alchemy?That is, as long as you are in his formation, maybe he has got anything that can track you, as long as he wants to, he will take your head every minute.

The inscription master is a terrifying existence in the world of cultivating immortals. Fortunately, the inscription is extremely difficult to understand, and if it is not a person with excellent qualifications, the mild one will have a brain disorder and stay away from the realm of cultivation. The burnt ground was wiped out, not even the soul was left.

Therefore, since the emergence of the cultivation world, there have only been a few ghosts sporadically, and all of them were burned to death by the oracle. Under the suppression of this inscription master, the cultivation world and others have lived tremblingly for hundreds of years , One day, the calm world of cultivating immortals suddenly burst into thunder, and after calculation, it turned out that the inscription master was about to cross the catastrophe!

Everyone in the world of cultivating immortals rejoiced, singing and dancing to promote peace, and brought their own magic weapons to make trouble.

So, after finally surviving the sky thunder, when the inscriber was at his weakest, a group of bandits rushed into his pavilion, stole his elixir, burned all his books, and used The magic weapon that I tried my best to protect was thrown into the lower realm.

Fortunately, the inscription master put the elixir he used to save his life into the cauldron of the magic weapon at the most critical time, otherwise the magic weapon would definitely be smashed to pieces.

After doing all this, the people in the fairy world tied up the inscription master, drained all the bones, and threw them into the pool of reincarnation.

Since then, everyone in the fairy world has lived a happy life again.

It is said that the name of the inscriber is——

Huang Shang.

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Huang Shang didn't want to talk about the past life anymore. He looked at the appendage in front of him——Wang Mumu, and he didn't put his hand on his back for a long time.

If he is not his magic weapon, and he uses his body to practice, what if he dies?

Wang Mumu shook his head and urged: "Your Majesty?"

Huang Shang came back to his senses and said, "Don't move around."

Wang Mumu immediately stopped moving, and just sat upright, the extremely comfortable and addictive feeling suddenly appeared again, Wang Mumu's waist softened, and he didn't know what this feeling was even though he hadn't experienced anything yet, he held on with difficulty. Holding his own body, he felt as if he was about to melt away and merged into the emperor's body. With his closed eyes, he saw the emperor's strong arms, his chest, his thighs...

Huang Shang was also full of surprise. He didn't expect that his magical weapon would have such an effect after it was transformed into a human form. He couldn't help spreading his palms, and the warm palms felt the temperature of Wang Mumu's body, which was familiar to him and often haunted him. The smell from the tip of his nose...

Both of them were trying hard to feel the throbbing, but they didn't feel it, a small golden ball suddenly appeared from the emperor's body, circling around the top of their heads, Huang Shang's body was like It was like shedding skin layer by layer, ignoring the black things emerging from his skin, and the golden streamer continuously emerging from Wang Mumu's body and invading Huang Shang's body.

Maybe even Huang Shang didn't know that the elixir he saved his life that day combined with the aura of heaven and earth, coupled with all the soul power that Huang Shang himself cultivated, had already given Wang Mumu a spiritual sense. It only used seven stones with spiritual consciousness, let alone the refined Wang Mumu?

It's a pity that Wang Mumu has forgotten the past, otherwise it will only be a matter of time before Huang Shang's broken fairy bone can be repaired.

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When the two let go, they were covered in sweat. They both fell on the bed, and all parts of their bodies were tightly pressed against each other. Wang Mumu was held in Huang Shang's arms, his face was so red that he was about to bleed, he coughed twice. With a hoarse voice, he said, "That... Your Majesty, it's getting dark."

The emperor was still immersed in the joy of cultivation. He had never realized that cultivation was such a comfortable thing. He sat up while supporting his limp body, and asked, "How are you?"

"Your servant is fine." Wang Mumu took the small paper box next to him, fanned the emperor lightly, and said, "You are sweating all over your head, are you very hot?"

"It's okay." The emperor stood up and looked out of the window. Sure enough, it was already dark.

The air in this world is really strange, it is always filled with dust, every time the emperor stands under the sun, he feels that his exposed body has become dirty.

"I'm going to take a bath." Huang Shang said.

Wang Mumu quickly got up and said: "The servant is here to serve you."

The emperor shook his head: "You are also very tired, and I should try to take a bath by myself." Thinking about his previous life, didn't he spend tens of thousands of years by himself, obviously, the emperor forgot one thing, although he He stayed at home for tens of thousands of years, but he had a fairy bone and was not covered by the dust of the world. Therefore, for tens of thousands of years: he didn't take a bath.

The little eunuch said: "The servant is standing next to you and watching you take a bath, how about that?"

Huang Shang thought for a while, and he opened the door where he hadn't seen his body. After walking a few steps, he suddenly remembered something and asked, "You can use your own kung fu to force your soul power out of your body. outside."

The pair of short claws appeared in Wang Mumu's soul body again. Huang Shang knew that Wang Mumu was a human body condensed from a magic weapon, and could change his soul body at will. He was not as speechless as he was when they met for the first time. The little short paws pushed the Xuanqi seeds all the way, stopped at the second point of Xuanzhi Mingwang point, nodded, and said: "You need to practice more, and I will help you."

Wang Mumu asked hesitantly: "Is it... the feeling just now?"

Huang Shang nodded.

Neither of them knew that there is a sentence that can describe the comfortable feeling during the double cultivation: 【Ejaculate your dick like ejaculation. 】

It's a pity that these two virgins didn't think about this feeling in their pure hearts.