Hua Mei was a little surprised and secretly praised Han Bing for being extraordinary. She teased: "Only when you have tasted the clouds and rains of Wushan Mountain can you say that your life is full of success."
Han Bing suddenly felt a chill and gritted his teeth and said, "Don't even think about it."
Hua Mei's face was as red as peach blossoms in late spring, her Yaobi hummed silently, and said in a tired voice: "Do you still have a choice?"
Han Bing was horrified and was about to retreat, but was thrown onto the embroidered bed by a roll of Hua Mei's long sleeves. A pair of delicate white feet were looming under the skirt, and she was completely ecstatic.
Hua Mei's love was blazing, her bright eyes were half-closed, her nose was deep, and her plump red lips were talking nonsense.
Her hair is messy, her hairpin is horizontal, and her soft and bright hair is scattered like a waterfall on her knife-cut shoulders.
The robe is lightly undone, the clavicle is delicate and exquisite, the slender and soft waist is provocative, the white and tight legs are inviting, all kinds of charming and charming, indescribable.
The aqua blue bellyband faded away, and the bright red and delicate bud stood proudly. Her slender hands touched the two silver mountains, rubbing them feverishly, and she gasped intermittently.
Han Bing closed her eyes tightly and did not dare to look at each other, her heart beating like a deer.
Suddenly, the fragrant wind hit her, and a fragrant body as soft as jade rolled down. The smooth and elastic snow muscles rubbed and twisted on her legs. She was terrified and had goosebumps all over her body.
Hua Mei's intoxicated expression is so cute, and she makes a blood-curdling sound driven by the passion. She hugged Han Bing tightly, wishing to crush her completely in her plump and fragrant arms...
The sound of silk and bamboo is endless, and the messy Gong Shangjiao and Zhengyu's five notes are intertwined into a lustful and debauched music, which arouses Hua Mei's lust and desire, and she can't stop.
The windows were not closed, and a light cloud blew into the room, transforming into a voluptuous and sexy woman, like a ripe peach.
The beautiful woman put her hands on her hips and giggled: "You flower demon...it turns out you are eating secretly." She smiled happily, and the thin gauze clothes could not restrain the trembling waves on her chest at all.
Hua Mei's good deeds were disturbed, and all the heat in her body suddenly disappeared. She was very angry. She reluctantly pulled the corner of the quilt to cover her delicate body, and cursed: "Damn bitch, you are here to die!"
Han Bing's face was covered with red clouds, and he couldn't help but open his eyes and watch.
When the beautiful woman saw Han Bing's face clearly, she was immediately shocked and murmured: "What a beautiful woman, no wonder this flower demon only thinks about fake phoenixes and phoenixes under the blue sky!"
Hua Mei said angrily: "Get out!"
The beautiful woman turned a deaf ear and her eyes were obsessed with the spring light under Han Bing's lapel. For a moment, a flush appeared on her pretty and tender face. She took off her clothes rustlingly, revealing a hot and charming body, and another mature charm was flowing freely.
The flower monster shouted: "Sparrow spirit, what are you doing?"
The beautiful woman's heart was aroused. She inserted her white wrist between her snow-white legs and moaned angrily: "You love the new and hate the old, I also want to enjoy this little beauty."
Han Bing felt like dying at this moment, and two crystal clear tears rolled down.
The beautiful woman's eyes were charming, her straight jade legs were spread apart, and she knelt unscrupulously on Hua Mei's waist. She leaned back with all her strength, the white rabbit on her chest was beating, and her throat was wheezing as if she was about to expire.
Hua Mei's interest was teased again, and she puffed up her red lips to welcome...
Above the long sky, a majestic roar suddenly sounded, and a voice full of masculinity roared: "If you don't come within an hour, I will destroy your comfort zone!"
This voice was full of murderous intent, and it made Hua Mei and Que Ling's faces turn ashen. They didn't dare to mess around, so they put on their skirts and clothes and hurried away.
Han Bing seemed to be in a dream. It took him a long time to calm down. When he was thinking about how to escape from this hell-like boudoir, a girl smiled like a silver bell and said: "Wonderful! It's really wonderful!"
Behind the bonsai in the corner, a figure of a young girl slowly emerged with a sword hanging from her waist and a bow in her hand. This person was about two feet tall and was wearing a rattan garment woven with flowers and green leaves. She had a garland on her head and her big watery eyes flashed. The flashing eyes are indescribably cute, and the long and narrow pointed ears add a bit of cuteness.
The most eye-catching thing is that she has a pair of blue wings on her back, each one showing nobility and elegance.
Elf!
The most dreamy and mysterious creatures in the world, they respect nature and are symbols of longevity and wisdom!
Han Bing found it unbelievable. How could such a natural Holy Spirit be hidden in this luxurious and chaotic boudoir?
The elf's exposed skin exuded a soft radiance. She approached the edge of the bed, picked up a colorful embroidered hibiscus tube top with an arrow branch, covered her nose and said with a smile: "It smells so good!"
The flower charm and the bird spirit left in a hurry, and the clothes inside were thrown messily on the brocade quilt. Han Bing smelled a scent like orchid and musk in his nose, and he couldn't help but blush on his face, and he was extremely angry.
The elf smiled lightly and pushed the clothes to the ground. He rolled his dark eyes a few times and said with a smile: "It's dawn, it's time to get up."
Han Bing didn't know what her intentions were and nodded numbly.
The elf said impatiently: "The ancient land has been really lively recently. I just saw a little kid leading two demons in, and then I saw you two barging in. Could it be that they are in the same group?"
After saying that, she shook her head and said to herself: "Those three people are so evil, but they are not as clean as you two." She opened her mouth and sprayed out a ball of green spiritual energy.
After the spiritual energy entered the body, the magic power could move freely. Han Bing was even more surprised. This elf seemed to have only cultivated in the fusion stage, but he could easily break the restrictions imposed by the Yingying monk. It was simply unbelievable!
She stood up and said respectfully: "Thank you, fellow Taoist. The little girl's companion has also been captured by the flower charm. Please help me rescue her."
The elf said: "Junior brother is trapped in the courtyard, why don't you change your clothes first? It's really ugly with all the bells and whistles."
Han Bingjiao blushed and stamped her feet, causing a thick layer of ice mist to cover her. When the mist dissipated, she had already put on a light and white spring shirt.
The elf quickly walked around the courtyard like a ghost, and the group of Liyang little demons appeared to be under a spell and fell into a deep sleep.
The east corner of the courtyard was bright red, and a patch of lily flowers were in full bloom. Yan Ci was wrapped in tangled branches of flowers and couldn't move.
The elf ran into the flowers and scratched the vines.
Li Yanghua seemed to be shaking with laughter, and they all withdrew their flower branches and threw Yan Ci to the ground.
The elf worked like a charm to relieve Yan Ci's restriction. Yan Ci was stunned and said in surprise: "Hey, little elf!"
When the elf heard this, he immediately looked angry and glared: "You ignorant boy, this elf saved your life!"
Seeing Han Bing glaring at the elf, Yan Ci roughly guessed what was going on. He stood up and bowed his head generously, thanking me and saying, "Please don't blame me for my rude words. The Holy Spirit's life-saving grace will be repaid by the fountain. .”
The elf didn't expect his transformation to be so fast, and said a little at a loss: "Um... humans are the ones who adapt to the wind..."
The residence of Liyang Huamei is a valley surrounded by mountains. There is a hidden ban on the top of the valley, and it is difficult for an idle person to break the ban even if he tries his best.
The elf's extraordinary power was clearly revealed at this moment. She took off the green leaves from her clothes and put them on their foreheads, and then walked away through the restriction easily.
Yan Ci looked at Han Bing's flushed cheeks and said warmly, "Are you okay?"
Before Han Bing could answer, the elf smiled and said, "She was warmly entertained by the flower demon, how could anything happen?"
Han Bing felt a little embarrassed when he heard this, and the elf said straightforwardly: "Whenever the flower demon meets a beautiful woman, he will definitely take her to his residence and have fun with her. When he gets tired of playing with her, he will not only not keep trouble, but also give him benefits. He has not acted recklessly in these years." Add killing.”
Han Bing was so ashamed that she felt very angry.
"It didn't work out, so why feel bad?" The elf chuckled, "I haven't had enough fun yet!"
Yan Ci was stunned and speechless for a long time.
The elf flapped his wings to lead the way, carefully avoiding the many monsters that appeared everywhere.
In her spare time, she likes to ask questions and chatter endlessly.
"May I have your name?"
"Yan Ci."
"What about her?"
"Han Bing."
"What's the relationship between you two?"
"Sisters and sisters."
"Why do you have wings?"
"Picked it up."
"Why doesn't she have wings?"
"Didn't pick it up."
Yan Ci's mouth was dry after dealing with it, and he finally calmed down for a while. The elf said again: "The center of the abandoned ancient land is a restricted area for humans. Why did you two come here?"
Yan Ci looked up at the sky and sighed, thinking that he could not remain passive and being beaten, so he asked, "Where are we going?"
The elf was very interested and said happily: "Go to the elf village."
"What's there?"
"Elves of all kinds."
"Other than that?"
"Still an elf."
"Where are you going?"
"Look at the elves."
Yan Ci also chattered endlessly, and the elf answered all questions and revealed many secrets.
The wilderness has been inhabited for a long time, and there are many monsters and ethnic groups living there, and the most famous one is undoubtedly the Luwu beast.
Lu Wu was originally the patron saint of Kunlun Mountain. After the mountain was lost, he stranded in the wilderness. He looks like a tiger, with wings on his shoulders, and has a temper as violent as thunder, but he is extremely protective and conniving towards all the creatures under his command.
Therefore, within a few years of his birth, he became the supreme being worshiped by the creatures of the ancient world, and there were many magical beasts under his rule. The Qinyuan bird, which looks like a mandarin duck and will kill people when it stings; the earth-like beast which looks like a sheep but is not a sheep and likes to eat people; and the fox and dog thief, a wasteful evil spirit that attracts disasters. The three generals assisted the Luwu beast in ruling the ancient times. In most of the area in the center of the earth, except for a few forces with extraordinary backgrounds, it is difficult for anyone to dare to compete with it.
Suddenly, I came to a mountain ridge full of flowers, and I saw that the mountain was full of colorful purple and red, like brocade falling from the sky, gorgeous and colorful.
At the end of the mountain ridge, there is an icy cliff towering in the air. The clouds are billowing under the cliff, and its depth is unfathomable.
The elf looked at the two of them with provocative eyes, folded his wings and threw himself into the cliff.
To jump or not to jump is a dilemma.
Yan Ci's eyes flashed, hesitating in his heart.
A group of demons are dancing wildly in the center of the ancient land, making it difficult to move forward. However, if you go to the elf village rashly, you will be a knife and a fish, and life and death will all depend on the elf's thoughts.
Han Bing was absent-minded and wanted to follow him after taking a few steps.
Yan Ci stopped him and said, "Senior sister, wait a minute! It's hard to predict whether good or bad luck will come from this, so why not..."
Han Bing said: "I've heard that the elves abide by peace, so there may not be anything going on here. If it's a misfortune rather than a blessing, it's fate."
This statement was a bit negative, but Yan Ci saw that she was in a bad mood, so he did not object and instead agreed: "Well... then let it be."
The fierce wind howled, blowing away Yan Ci's usual calmness.
Looking up, he saw Han Bing's green hair flying and her skirt flowing like a fairy falling into the mortal world. A complex emotion suddenly surged in his heart. It was a bit of desolate pain, intertwined with deep love!
