There was a hint of subtle nervousness and unfamiliarity in her gentle and lingering movements. Combined with her unusually young and beautiful face, it was not difficult to infer that this female succubus was underage.
As soon as she became a spirit, the first prey she acquired was the best product that all succubi dream of. How could she not be happy and excited.
Succubi have always been wanton and unbridled in their actions. The more they are so desireless and superior, the more they can arouse their filthy heart.
"Young master, you have incredible concentration. My hero's tomb is the most powerful passion among the six desires in the world of mortals. Ordinary immortals will fall into it even if they absorb even a little bit of it." She smiled with admiration and said: "But master, you just want to If you remain unmoved, wouldn’t it mean that you have let down the charm that Qing Qing has painstakingly refined?”
As the Immortal Lord Sword Master, he had never been so intimate with a woman without any taboo. In an instant, his face turned green and red with anger, and his chest heaved heavily.
He closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and silently recited the Qingxin Jue in his heart. Being teased by the female demon under him like this, if he were an ordinary and arrogant immortal king, he would have been scolding him endlessly.
However, he suppressed his temper and said patiently: "When it comes to men and women, love and desire are inseparable. Only if one person can truly make the girl like her, can they be in love with each other.
You and I are just strangers, so how can you be so ridiculous and romantic? You want to protect the life and death of your clan, so we are guarding the high road, and you don't want to follow the narrow path, which will demean yourself. "
Seeing that he was in such a critical moment, the succubus actually lectured solemnly. She couldn't help but laugh and said: "Is the Immortal Lord a rigid old man? I am a succubus who indulges in six desires. I am naturally different from ordinary daughters. Immortal Lord But you, in turn, worry that I am making myself look down upon."
Feiyan's eyes gradually softened: "Xianjun, you are a good person."
Her expression was slightly bleak, and her tone seemed regretful: "It's a pity that in today's troubled times, good people often have to be bullied."
Just like it is now.
She sighed softly and said: "The Immortal Lord is sincere in every word, and he has won my heart. I am afraid that if I let you continue talking, I will become soft-hearted and let you go, so I still have to aggrieve the Immortal Lord."
As she spoke, she took off the belt around her waist, and the mysterious gilded dress slid down her shoulders. Through the cold moonlight, her curvaceous, fair and charming body was clearly visible.
His gaze instantly moved away as if being licked by fire, and his face turned red as if it were dripping blood.
As soon as he turned his head away, a soft belt was wrapped between his lips and teeth, and tightly tied into a light knot. Now he couldn't even open his mouth to curse.
His clothes were torn apart by the succubus, and his breath was filled with the dangerous and ambiguous scent of roses. The strong scent made him dizzy, making it difficult to think of any self-rescue strategies.
This rich and charming floral fragrance seemed to be not only effective on him, but in the warm steaming mist of floral fragrance, the succubus' eyes became more and more blurred and unrestrained.
She leaned forward, lying on his chest and blowing gently.
The young and handsome Immortal Lord beneath him turned his head half away with a look of resistance and displeasure, and closed his eyes seriously.
This unshakable look is really irritating.
The succubus's crimson eyebrows were raised, and she gradually lost her patience and became bold and unrestrained.
The hammering sound of the Xuanshuang Ice Coffin disappeared, replaced by the sharp and harsh sound of fingernails scratching the ice surface.
The succubus's crimson eyes were bright and charming, and she looked sideways at Yun Rong: "I wonder if Master Fourth Sword has ever been in the Immortal Lord's tent where his body softened to mud and his bones turned to crisp?"
The fourth sword in the coffin, Yun Rong, had already turned red, and he was not as calm as before.
"The Immortal Lord has a pure heart and is not disturbed by the desires of the Hero Tomb. I admire you very much. But since I have come tonight, I am fully prepared and will not go back empty-handed like this."
Fei Yan's nails were manicured to be voluptuous and tapered, which was in line with her succubus status and temperament. However, only the nails of her tail fingers were coated with a layer of charming scarlet cardamom.
She sighed softly and said as if she couldn't bear it: "The Immortal Lord is unwilling to fulfill my wish, so I have no choice but to use some bad methods. There will be some pain and discomfort at first, but I will definitely make the Immortal Lord feel comfortable later on. "
The slender white tail finger gently brushed his neck and penetrated the skin gently.
His closed eyes suddenly opened, and a horrifying sense of crisis hit his heart. Before he could react, a subtle sharp sting made his body numb, and his throat couldn't help but make an uncontrollable groan.
The hot and biting poison invaded the body and was uncontrollable. At this time, reciting the Qingxin Jue again and again was useless.
Looking at this scene, Fang Geyu just wanted to faint from shame. She wanted to cover her face with her hands, but found that she couldn't do what she wanted in this state of intrusive consciousness, so she could only continue to watch.
She kept scolding this succubus in her heart for being shameless, obscene, despicable and dissolute.
But she couldn't help but take another look. It wasn't that she really wanted to look, but that she was a little uneasy...
Why is the current sword master so similar to the little corpse demon next to her that night?
There is one point though which is different.
But...but...
The corpse demon she raised still has the body of a teenager!
Fang Geyu suddenly had a terrible thought in her heart, and finally realized why she felt so bad when she was looking at these memories, and when she saw him and the Fourth Sword and the Demon King's apprentice Niwai.
Originally, she just stayed out of it and just had fun. If conditions allowed, Miss Fang would even want to order two plates of melon seeds and a few plates of melons and fruits to nibble on.
But now, she just wants to rush over and tear that shameless woman into pieces and feed them to the dogs!
Damn it! God is playing a big joke on her!
This is nothing!
The succubus, who was in high spirits, suddenly let out a light sigh, as if she had noticed something. She placed her palm on the damaged wound in his abdomen, and felt it carefully. There was a glimmer of light in her eyes, as if she had discovered some rare treasure. .
This noble immortal king with an extraordinary status is actually innocent of the fourth sword Yun Rong!
God loves her so much.
Just thinking that she would be the first succubus to eat the body of the rumored impenetrable Lord Fuye made her so excited that she couldn't help herself.
Ah, no, I can't control myself just thinking about it.
Compared to Feiyan's ecstasy, the sword master was almost driven crazy by her.
He completely overturned his understanding of creatures like succubus.
He could no longer maintain his composure and kept whining, urging her to go away quickly.
But Fei Yan was so excited just by touching her waist and belly that she almost flew into the air. How could she let him go just like that? She raised her eyes and glanced at him seductively, feeling that the game was almost over, and put her hands on his chest. , prop up your body, lift your chest and hips.
At this time, a bone-chilling cold wind blew up in the forest.
The dark wind was full of demonic mist, which rolled up the flowers on the ground. The blood-colored roses withered and fell, as if their essence had been sucked dry.
The dead silence was as cold as numbness, as if there were countless cold and slippery poisonous snakes swimming towards this side in the invisible wind.
The sudden cold murderous intention made Feiyan, who was in high spirits, freeze up, like a frozen quail, and a dense layer of goosebumps instantly appeared on the skin on his bare back.
