The Blood Lotus Demon Girl had nothing on the surface, but her heart was extremely frightened. She thought about how to escape Zhao Ming's claws after sucking Chen Xingran's Yuanyang, otherwise Zhao Ming would definitely kill him.

Chen Xingran had no good feelings for the people of the Zhao family, so he wanted to kill them all, pretended to be helpless, walked to the bed with the girl, gently stroked the girl, and kissed her pretty face.

The girl felt very comfortable and couldn't help but kiss Chen Xingran's face, leaned on his arm, closed her eyes and let him caress him. As soon as she closed her eyes, she fell asleep in a daze. It was Chen Xingran who used her true energy to seal her sleeping hole, so that she would fall asleep unknowingly.

Chen Xingran didn't want the girl to see the disappearance of the witch warrior, so she sealed her sleeping hole and let her sleep well.

Putting the girl on the sofa to sleep, Chen Xingran walked to the bed, reached out to touch the witch warrior's pretty face, and was amazed in his heart that practicing the witch clan's mental methods is really more beautiful than a flower.

Looking at the unworthy disgust and cold expressions of the pretty face that Lin Wu soldier said this, Chen Xingran's heart seemed to have been deeply stabbed by a needle.

But thinking that he used the most evil method to eliminate her, Chen Xingran was not angry, reached out to touch her hair, and said, "Do you have any last words?"

The words that Chen Xingran said were obviously what Wu warrior wanted to hear the most. Chen Xingran could say such words. Wu warrior snorted coldly and did not speak.

"Don't you put away your armor yourself, or let me do it yourself?" Chen Xingran saw that she was not grateful and had no patience. She had no patience with the people of the Zhao family, because they were all more terrifying than the demons.

"Hmph!" The Wu warrior ignored Chen Xingran's cold expression.

Chen Xingran couldn't help but get angry and slapped her round butt hard.

The sound of a crackling sounded crisply in the room. The witch warrior only felt the pain coming from his beautiful palace. He opened his big watery eyes widened and looked at Chen Xingran in disbelief.

In the heart of the Wu Warrior, he thought that Chen Xingran would not dare to do anything to her. After all, she was Zhao Yi's aunt, and that was an elder. She was inhumane and would not do anything to her elders. However, she did not expect that what she saw was not Zhao Yi, but Chen Xingran pretended to be.

But the Wu Warrior did not expect that Chen Xingran suddenly started to attack at this time, and his eyes looked at him as if he was about to spit out fire. His heart couldn't help but jump. The Wu Warrior realized that at this time he shouldn't be a tit-for-tat with Chen Xingran, and he was gentle. Chen Xingran might feel the feelings of his elders and feel soft.

So, while enduring the pain from the beautiful palace, the witch warrior said softly: "Yi'er, how can you treat your aunt like this? Your grandfather did something wrong, would you also follow him?"

Chen Xingran thought that all the people in the Zhao family deserved to die, and it would be difficult to atone for death ten thousand times. He said coldly: "If you have any last words or unfulfilled wishes, you can say them. I may help you fulfill your wishes. If you don't say them, you will not have the chance to say them. You must understand that if I don't do them, I will kill them."

Chen Xingran suddenly pulled the body of Wu Warrior's soft and mature charm with a soft and mature charm and hugged it in his arms. Wu Warrior did not expect that at this moment, Chen Xingran's violent nature suddenly broke out and his body became slightly stiff.

The witch warrior showed a look of horror and wanted to struggle hard, but the acupoint was blocked and could not move at all. He said in horror: "Yi'er, you can't do this, open me up."

The Blood Lotus Demon Princess couldn't help laughing. At this moment, the witch warrior still regarded Chen Xingran as Zhao Yi, which was ridiculous, but he did not expose it. If Zhao Ming knew that Zhao Yi was pretending to be Chen Xingran, he would definitely find a way to kill Chen Xingran and would not be so calm to protect outside.

Chen Xingran saw the look of fear in his arms, and a grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. 3a said, "If you don't put away your armor, I will destroy it!"

When the witch warrior heard Chen Xingran say this, his body was a little stiff. If he really didn't put away his armor, Chen Xingran would definitely destroy the armor. The armor had no real energy and was easily destroyed. His mind was connected to the armor. If it was destroyed with force, his mind would also be consumed.

If you take off, your life will be lost. What kind of armor should you care about? If you don’t put away the problem, you will destroy it. If you don’t take it away, you will suffer more before you die.

Seeing the hesitant look of the witch warrior, the grin on the corner of Chen Xingran's mouth became even more obvious, and he said, "If you don't take it off, I won't talk to you anymore."

Chen Xingran suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the witch warrior's plump and elastic Yufeng who was tightly wrapped in his clothes through the armor. He pinched it hard in his hand and said, "If you don't put it away, the armor will be destroyed. Then the pain will be suffered."

"Yi'er, if you make me willing to take it off, my aunt will die without regrets. If you destroy your armor, my aunt will not let you go as a ghost. You should know how terrifying the curse of the witch warrior before his death is." The witch warrior said in a trembling voice. Seeing Chen Xingran's eyes, he was extremely puzzled. Why did he hate him so much?

Chen Xingran smiled and said, "You're serious?"

"Yeah!" said the female warrior, feeling overjoyed. She finally stabilized him. She took off her armor and died. No matter how stupid she was, she would not take it off. She didn't expect that Chen Xingran was a masseur, and she was the most powerful masseur. When she massaged, the strong woman would be moved and became crazy. If she didn't get comfort, she would die and feel uncomfortable.

Chen Xingran showed an evil smile, and his fingertips of his hands were constantly drawing circles around the breastplate of his soft breasts, that is, the armor wrapped in Xuefeng, and painted them very gently.

Wu Soldier felt the soft chests relaxed, and her fingertips seemed to be full of magic. Every time she drew a circle, the snow peaks inside became hot and cold, and a comfortable air flow sprayed out. The cold breath of soft chest was absorbed by his fingertips. In this way, the comfortable air flow emitted by the cells was unobstructed, spraying as much as possible, feeling very comfortable. I couldn't help but close my beautiful eyes and let him draw circles.

I thought there would be no danger in drawing a circle like this, but I didn’t expect that such comfort was just the beginning.

Chen Xingran was using the surging massage tricks. After spending a few rounds, he suddenly pulled his hands away.

When the witch soldier saw him stop, he was overjoyed. Then the airflow was sprayed out from his chest. The airflow was extremely comfortable, but without his hands absorbing the cold air that continued to emit from it, he became extremely uncomfortable. He hoped that he would reach out to caress himself.

The witch warrior endured the discomfort and comfort overlap, but his chest kept bulging, as if inflating. He felt a lot of hit inside, and the armor was even more uncomfortable to press it down. He felt extremely uncomfortable. He wanted to summon the armor to the Dantian several times, but he still endured it hard.

The chest was very swelling, and the armor was trembling, as if it was about to explode. The uncomfortable witch warrior was important to Silver Teeth. He knew that he would summon the armor. The true energy and acupoints were sealed and summoned, and he could not be summoned. He had nothing else except armor. Summoning meant death, so he still insisted on it.

Chen Xingran showed an evil smile, reached out to touch her belly, and slowly stroked the armor in the peach garden area. A burst of elastic and warm breath came from his hands, and Chen Xingran's body couldn't help but react.

Playing with the witch warrior made Chen Xingran feel a strange stimulation. In this stimulation, Chen Xingran kneaded the witch warrior's navel and used even more force.

The witch warrior's pretty face, which was broken with a snap of fingers, showed a touch of pain and comfort. Two lines of clear tears slid from her eyes and flowed down her pretty face.

Seeing the witch warrior crying, Chen Xingran not only did not feel pity, but became even more excited. His heart became extremely evil at this moment, but Youya knew that Chen Xingran had 20,000 primitive yin and yang energy in his body, and his floating and unstable appearance, his heart would also become evil.

This primitive and evil nature is caused by the primitive yin and yang qi. That is, too many yin and yang qi will lead to irritability and become cruel. This is the darkest nature in human hearts. Once it appears, it will become extremely evil.

The Wu warrior felt extremely uncomfortable and comfortable with his breasts. He gradually felt the reaction in the Taoyuan area on his navel. A cold air flow was caressed and taken away by him. His hands sucked the air conditioner away, and his abdomen felt a thrill of comfort, which spread rapidly. Gradually, the Taoyuan area resonated and continued to eject cold air flow.

If Chen Xingran absorbed the airflow at this moment, the Wu Warrior would definitely be extremely wonderful, but unfortunately his hand suddenly stopped.

The witch's pretty face changed color and knew what was going to happen.

The cold air surging in the peach garden area continued to spray, but it could not be vented. The face began to swell. Yumenguan seemed to have to have a large switch, and he wanted to eat something, as if he had to spray something out to feel better, but he just couldn't vent the airflow. The airflow became more and more, and the face became swelling and painful.

That's not all. The pain and comfort quickly spread throughout the knife's body, like millions of ants cushioning the whole body. It was very uncomfortable. The witch warrior at this moment could no longer bear it. A thought and the armor disappeared.

Chen Xingran showed an evil smile at the moment. At this moment, he became extremely cruel, without any sympathy, only endless violent and rudeness.

When the armor was removed, the two huge snow peaks on their chest seemed to rise up and quickly stood up. The round snow peaks and bright strawberries looked extremely captivating.

The cold air rushed to the gate quickly, and the suppressed airflow was temporarily relaxed. The Wu warrior suddenly woke up. Knowing that this was the case, he was about to die. He began to plead softly at Chen Xingran and said, "Yi'er, you can't do something that is worse than a beast. Can you let my aunt go?"

But unfortunately, the whisper's pleading with silk cries not only did not let Chen Xingran let her go, but instead made Chen Xingran even more excited, and the conquest in his body also became even higher.
Chapter completed!