There is no moon in the morning breeze.
The sky was gray, and there seemed to be wisps of smoke floating in the sky.
Looking up, there are no traces of lotus petals in the sky.
Without using any cultivation skills, if you open your eyes and look, you will see that within half a meter, both male and female are the same, and within one meter, you will not be able to tell the difference between humans and animals.
And further away, there was only darkness with teeth and claws.
Zhao Wujiang and Xuanyuan Jing stood in front of a dilapidated palace, looking at the darkness outside.
There is almost nothing in this dilapidated palace, except for some scattered utensils or fragments of magic weapons. There are also several large holes on the top of the palace. The broken shape of the large holes looks like they are covered by a huge rod. Pricked with fingers.
Such shelters are connected together and become a group of palaces.
The treasures in the palace have been removed by all the major sects and clans over the past ten thousand years.
The night wind howled softly and whistled.
Zhao Wujiang drew several talismans one after another and pasted them on the beams, pillars or walls to give himself and Xuanyuan Jing an extra layer of protection.
Who knows what weirdness is? Will you enter the house?
Zhao Wujiang and Xuanyuan Jing were sitting on a large wooden table. The wooden table was dark brown and was about the size of three or four double beds put together. Zhao Wujiang speculated that this wooden table was most likely an offering table.
Zhao Wujiang Ma Liu lay on the table, took out a quilt from his storage bag, and covered himself and Xuanyuan Jing.
Cover your belly button and heart when sleeping to avoid catching cold at night.
"I can't sleep." Xuanyuan Jing muttered. After untying his restraints, he became so plump that the quilt was bulging.
When she turned around, there was a quilt.
Zhao Wujiang felt chilly all over. Fortunately, the palace had a door, otherwise the night wind would disturb him and he would have to use his cultivation to keep out the cold.
"What's wrong? Are you worried?" Zhao Wujiang asked with concern, looking at Xuanyuan Jingna's graceful back.
Xuanyuan Jing turned around, frowned, and said with a keen sense of smell:
"Then Yin Taoer has something weird with you."
"Hey, don't tell me, I'm quite tired at the end of the day." Zhao Wujiang looked at him and yawned:
"Go to sleep."
"Tell me how you met?" Xuanyuan Jing shook Zhao Wujiang's shoulders.
Zhao Wujiang rolled his eyes:
"She once tried to murder me, but I exposed her...plot..."
"Seriously?" Xuanyuan Jing was suspicious, with black hair like a waterfall, picturesque eyebrows, and a slightly amused expression on his lips that was so beautiful that he inadvertently stirred up Zhao Wujiang's mind.
"Can there be any falsehood?" Zhao Wujiang said seriously, pulling over the quilt, and his hands under the quilt hugged Xuanyuan Jing's charming waist:
"Okay, okay, go to sleep."
The two of them got close, Xuanyuan Jing snorted softly:
"Every day I learn to mess around with others."
The tip of Zhao Wujiang's nose twitched and rubbed against Xuanyuan Jing's body like a dog:
"Such a sour taste."
"Hmph." Xuanyuan Jing pushed back Zhao Wujiang's aggressive head.
"Such a milky taste." Zhao Wujiang's face was deformed as Xuanyuan Jing's two jade hands pressed him and pushed him.
Fortunately, he is thick-skinned and can still see a smile on his face:
"Madam, I was wrong."
The sound of "Mother" made Xuanyuan Jing's lips curl into a smile inadvertently, her pretty face turned rosy, and she became more and more shocking. Her resistance to resisting Zhao Wujiang became a little weaker.
Zhao Wujiang took advantage of the situation and hugged Xuanyuan Jing tightly. The two of them were close to each other. He whispered in Xuanyuan Jing's ear:
"My wife doesn't like me messing around with women, but why do you always want me to mess around with women?"
Xuanyuan Jing blushed:
"Dogs bark."
"Then I have to prove my innocence." Zhao Wujiang said seriously.
"Huh?" Xuanyuan Jing was confused.
The next moment, Zhao Wujiang pressed his lips to hers, feeling wet and hot.
"Hmm..." Xuanyuan Jing was gagged and wanted to struggle, but his struggle soon disappeared and he began to respond tactfully.
The night breeze is gentle and the love is strong.
You and I.
The talismans in the palace fluttered and rustled.
The clothes under the quilt were lifted slightly.
Zhao Wujiang raised and lowered his hands, his big hands moved away, and Xuanyuan Jing's eyes gradually blurred.
"Madam." Zhao Wujiang called softly.
"Ah!" Xuanyuan Jing exclaimed, feeling slightly cold in front of him and without his clothes.
In the dark night, the white skin jumps out, like water droplets, plump and moist, with more than four ounces of charm.
