There is something wrong with Linlang Demon Pill.
Zhao Wujiang was kind-hearted and filled her with demonic energy, transferring his own demonic energy.
The ferry is an arduous process and the journey is long.
Purple mist wrapped around the two of them.
Purple air comes from the east and goes to the west.
One comes and one goes.
Indescribable beauty, indescribable affection.
Life is like a journey against the odds, and there is no smooth road everywhere, so Zhao Wujiang's journey was long and difficult.
When the two met, a little farewell was better than a newlywed. Linlang's jade legs tightened around Zhao Wujiang, refusing to let him leave.
Half an hour later, the problem with Linlang's demon pill was repaired, and her body was filled with Zhao Wujiang's demon energy.
As a result, she revealed her fox tail, which swayed slightly, making her even more charming.
Zhao Wujiang is an honest man, how can he bear this?
He raised his shotgun and hit the fox with a burst of bullets.
Unexpectedly, the fox did not escape, but hummed and shouted:
"Liwei, do you want to eat?"
He was furious, loaded the bullet again, and pulled the trigger.
"As thin as a mosquito or fly." Linlang snorted, unconvinced and said provocatively:
"I think it would be more appropriate for you to call me Zhao Weili."
"Ah ah ah..." Zhao Wujiang stroked his long beard.
Don't ask where Nagasu is.
He shouted angrily:
"Fairy, take a stick from my grandson!"
With one blow, Linlang showed his original shape again, like a waterfall with pink fox ears growing on his black hair, which was strange and fascinating.
The offensive began to last continuously, and the monsters were subdued without borders, and the monsters screamed in agony.
Half an hour later, Linlang's delicate body was shaking like chaff, and was surrendered by Wujiang, paralyzed on his body.
Victory without borders, laughter.
Unexpectedly, when he was full of ambition, the fox found a flaw and seized the handle to become the master.
It doesn't take a moment.
Linlang wiped the corners of her mouth and smiled evilly:
"Would you like a taste of yourself?"
Wujiang retreated in horror.
He can't escape her pursuit, but he can't fly without wings.
She chased him away, her face was like a peach blossom teasing spring grass.
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He turned over and hugged the stone pillow.
"Xiu Niang." He called softly and turned over again.
Spring dream without trace.
Li Chunjun had a dream, dreaming of the Madam Xiu Niang in Fuliu Pavilion.
In the dream, he and Xiu Niang were in an infatuated relationship, and they conquered Xiu Niang after an angry fight over three cups of tea.
Xiu Niang praised him for being great, praising him for growing up, and praising him for getting longer.
He lost himself in the praises and fell into a dream.
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Fall into a dream quietly, and it will take a few months to wake up.
Some people look cute and naive in their dreams, while some people leave their feet off the ground and fall into the clouds.
Does anyone still remember...
In the secret world where the collapsed Great Xia Dynasty was located, outside the far north.
Under the snow-white Tianshan Mountains, a legend has been circulating.
Legend has it that in the Jade Account Royal Court, there is a creature called the High Priest, and she lives in the body of a male creature called Zhao Wujiang.
The creature called the High Priest does not touch the ground with its feet. It only hits the ground once with a sound. Once it hits the ground, it is a sound.
Just blown by the wind tonight.
This lingering moan seemed particularly comfortable.
It's like getting what you want, like paying back the past.
The past is as vivid as yesterday.
Linlang thought of the time when she forcefully asked Zhao Wujiang to cultivate with her.
Zhao Wujiang was worried that she had evil intentions, so he even asked her to swear an oath.
Back and forth, reluctantly, the aloofness of her was melted by the boundless heat, making her water gurgling.
On the occasion of the sage, the two chatted, joked, and flirted.
It wasn't until late in the evening that the wind blew and the two of them parted.
Only then did she realize that Wujiang had quietly gained more weight in her heart.
And she never expected that meeting again would mean parting between life and death.
It was him who was as angry as a gossamer, and it was her who kept pouring out demonic elixirs to prevent him from leaving.
Lovesickness leads to illness.
In the water prison.
She has no love for life and no fear of death.
The past, so long, lingered in her mind.
At this moment, she hugged Wujiang tighter and harder.
Although they were together, she was so afraid of being separated again.
Boundless understanding, remember love is like the bottom of the valley, love goes deep into the sea of flowers.
