I'm not horny.
I am a gentleman.
I am a good person.
I am an honest person.
I'm dull.
I do not know anything.
What kind of medicine is this?
So hot.
Ah, I've lost my mind.
Sorry, I have no choice.
Zhao Wujiang felt the fragrance on Wang Xi's body, and his heart became increasingly hot.
This Blissful Spring is fast-acting and hard to resist, but it doesn't seem to be very powerful. It's not half as powerful as the winter medicine of the Hehuan Sect. But why does Wang Xi seem to have been swallowed up by the mist of the medicine?
As expected, people and their physiques cannot be generalized... Zhao Wujiang sighed, Wang Xiru was lying on top of him. Regardless of the dangers of Paradise Spring, just in terms of power, he, Zhao Wujiang, could completely resist it.
But doctors are kind-hearted.
He couldn't bear to see Wang Xi in such pain now. If he didn't resolve his lust, he was afraid that Wang Xi would suffer a serious consequences.
He has enmity with Yue Bufan, but not with Wang Xi, not to mention saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.
Zhao Wujiang's mind was racing, and he kept making all kinds of excuses.
Zhao Wuxu has such strong determination, but he still doesn't show his bestiality? Wang Xi was confused. She was already using her delicate body to rub Zhao Wuyang, but Zhao Wuyang was still thinking deeply, which made her look a little lustful.
In fact, she was not, she just made a rational choice between life and innocence in a dilemma, and between the interests of harming her innocence, she chose the way with less loss, deliberately being confused and infatuated.
If the eel is hungry, there will be abalone.
Zhao Wujiang sighed and hugged Wang Xi into his arms. Wang Xi began to kiss her seductively. When he thought that Wang Xi was Yue Bufan's fiancée, he became even more excited.
He was gentle and elegant, like a handsome young man, and he took off Wang Xi's clothes lightly.
Wang Xi's delicate body suddenly trembled and quickly returned to normal. It seemed to be an instinctive reaction of her delicate body.
But in fact, it was Wang Xi who finally felt fear in his heart.
Wang Xi did not dare to look at Zhao Wuhuang's expression, and tried to distract herself by kissing him repeatedly, and divert her body's feeling of relief when Zhao Wuhuang's big hands caressed her delicate body.
The clothes fell off one by one, leaving only a white embroidered bellyband. The bellyband was propped up in a straight curve, making the lotus embroidered on it stand proudly in the world.
Zhao Wujiang stopped his hand, frowned and murmured:
"wrong."
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"Sister, is something wrong?"
Lu Feng's face was full of confusion. He found that his sister was suddenly staring at the dim sky, as if there was something behind the sky.
Since his sister came back from the Taotie Statue, he and many people in Butian Pavilion had many doubts, such as why he had been away for so long, and what happened to Zhao Wuxu?
However, according to their speculations, Lu Xiaojin is now back safe and sound, and her complexion is much better. Occasionally, the corner of her lips also raises a smile. It is probably because she has gained a lot from chasing Zhao Wuyang, and it is most likely that she has gained a lot from her cultivation. Got some insights.
And after being there for so long, it is most likely that I gained insights after taking care of Zhao Wuhuang.
They didn't dare to say, they didn't dare to ask.
After all, Lu Xiaojin is the leader of the Lu family and one of the leaders of Butian Pavilion this time.
In terms of strength, no one in their team was Lu Xiaojin's opponent. Only Brother Pastor, the other leader of Butian Pavilion, could still compete.
However, the plan of the priest brother and several other senior brothers is not this ancient ruins, but some opportunities in other Lotus Heavens, so it is not here.
So now here, Lu Xiaojin has the highest status and the strongest strength. Whatever they say, they have to do what they are ordered to do.
And Lu Feng noticed something was wrong with Lu Xiaojin. There seemed to be a lot of worry on his brows as he kept looking at the sky.
"Get ready and seek the protection of the idol." Lu Xiaojin, who was like an orchid in an empty valley or a cold black lotus, commanded in a deep voice.
Butian Pavilion and everyone in the Lu family were confused, but had no objections and started to set off one after another.
Lu Xiaojin's eyebrows became more and more worried. The fishy wind between the sky and the earth stopped, and the yellow sand was no longer diffuse, but it seemed that it was going to rain and the sky was getting dark.
"Snapped."
A drop of rain fell from the sky and landed at Lu Xiaojin's feet, blood red seeping into the yellow sand.
