"Liu Qianzi, this is the Xiling Inn, don't hurt this person!" The female ghost Qing'er was stuck on the window, her delicate body kept struggling, and she was very anxious.
Liu Qianzi is a very prestigious charm in the southeastern region of Youdu.
The men he targeted, whether they were humans or monsters, almost all had their yang energy drained out and died unexpectedly.
Although she, Jiang Qing'er, is a ghost, what she wants to devour is only the Yin energy contained in the demonic energy, or part of the Yin energy of a living woman.
She never took anyone's life.
Liu Qianzi smiled sweetly:
"As long as my husband holds on, I won't break the rules if he dies in the daytime."
She gently pushed Zhao Wujiang down.
Zhao Wujiang slumped on the chair, the demonic energy in his body was so vast that it kept washing away Liu Qianzi's restraints, but he could not break through the restraints for a while.
It seems that the strength of the graceful succubus in front of her cannot be underestimated.
"My dear husband, do you want to taste the ultimate beauty in the world?" Liu Qianzi stared at the angry dragon with her beautiful eyes, licking her red lips with her soft tongue, and said:
"Don't worry, the slave family will let you, my young husband, die comfortably."
Her lavender gauze swayed, her slender legs spread, and she sat softly on Zhao Wujiang.
In the room filled with gloomy energy, a smooth sound sounded.
"How are you? Are you comfortable?" Liu Qianzi charming Tiancheng, with a sweet smile on her face, her delicate body swaying, and the sound of water rubbing against her.
"It's okay." Zhao Wujiang's eyebrows were cold and his eyebrows were frivolous. He kept trying to break through the restrictions and said coldly:
"But compared to sister Qing'er, you are far inferior."
"My dear husband, you are really good at telling jokes." Liu Qianzi was stunned, covered her mouth and chuckled:
"Sister Qing'er is so different from ordinary people, and the Nu family has the best body of any woman in the world, how can it not be compared to sister Qing'er?"
"Short and then solid, long and then empty, the front notes are tight and the back notes are weak, so the aftertaste is very bad."
Zhao Wujiang's eyes were filled with purple light. It was clear that his body could not move and was restrained, but he smiled in an extremely calm and enchanting way:
"Not as good as sister Qing'er, every collision makes people feel at ease."
The female ghost Qing'er froze in the window, staring blankly at Zhao Wujiang. This was her first time having sex with a man, and it was also the first time she was praised so sincerely by a man.
"Hmph. I can only blame you for being too short." Liu Qianzi frowned.
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"It's not my fault, it's just that this madam is too powerful."
Li Chunjun murmured, constantly comforting himself.
If you are weak before you start, it is not because you are not strong enough, but because you have too little experience.
Li Chunjun looked at the spiritual stone that the Madam had rewarded him with, and his expression gradually became strange.
I came here to have fun, why did someone else come to have fun?
I came here to spend money, how could I still make a fortune?
Li Chunjun lifted up his pants and became hardened again.
How can a real man indulge in the gentle land? You should travel around, hoeing the strong and supporting the weak.
Since we are no match for the powerful Madam, it should be fine if we help other girls with weak points, right?
He tidied up his clothes and walked out of the warm room where the faint fragrance floated.
In an instant, dozens of girls looked over, laughing and talking.
"Look, look, he's out."
"Is he the one who just asked for a madam?"
"Isn't that right? The Madam takes action herself. She only needs to make a slight move, which is already the limit of this man."
"Sister, did the madam praise him for his good sword just now?"
"The sword is good, but what's the use if you don't know how to use it? I heard you're still an old boy."
"Then he acted like an old pervert before?"
"Pretentious, desperate to save face, men have this kind of virtue..."
"Looks pretty honest..."
"Hey, sister, you don't understand. This is called being sultry..."
"..."
Hearing the laughter of the girls, Li Chunjun's face turned red. He released the long sword in his arms, propped it up on the floor, looked around the girls, and said in a deep voice:
"Call your madam here again, and I, Li Chunjun, will fight her for another three hundred rounds!"
