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91. What kind of plane are you doing?

"If you molest me, I will let you die without any descendants!"

After punching and kicking like this for a long time, Ling Mulao felt a lot relieved. It seemed that the benefits of being a ghost were not bad.

Nangong Yi could only feel the gloomy wind gusting around him, and he didn't know if Ling Mulao's soul had been taken away by ghosts in the underworld. If so, there would be no chance of recovery.

His heart was empty, and Nangong Yi was suddenly distracted. The air flow suddenly crossed, a mouthful of blood surged from his chest, and scarlet blood sprayed on Ling Mulao's cheek.

"Damn Nangong Yi, you really know how to choose the position when spraying blood. My beautiful face suddenly turned into a moonlight~"

Ling Mulao sighed and was about to kick Nangong Yi again, when suddenly his eyes rolled and he thought of vampires.

I wonder if if I bite Nangong Yi's neck, I can really take a sip of his blood and relieve my own evil aura.

Just do it, Ling Mulao sharpened his sharp teeth, raised a naughty smile on his lips, lowered his head, and bit Nangong Yi's neck.

Of course, it was also empty, but Ling Mulao still enjoyed it quite a bit, grinding his white teeth and licking lightly with the tip of his tongue.

This Nangong Yi's skin is really not covered, it is fair and tender, even fairer and flawless than hers, and the fragrance on her body is also good, light, like orchid and musk.

Nangong Yi frowned, as if he felt something strange, and couldn't help but touch his neck.

Ling Mulao took advantage of the situation and wanted to bite his finger. Unexpectedly, Nangong Yi turned slightly to one side, and her soul pounced on him and kissed his red lips.

Damn it!

Ling Mulao jumped up in excitement. Why did he feel like he had been molested just now?

Then I thought about it, the series of actions just now seemed like she was molesting Nangong Yi.

Ling Mulao, you are really seeking death, why are you flying?

Knocking on his head depressedly, Ling Mulao pursed his lips and decided to wait and see. Maybe Nangong Yi could really save her.

Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly saw Nangong Yi's big palm pulling, and the clothes on Ling Mulao's body were stripped off piece by piece, leaving only his naked body, sitting cross-legged on the bed.

Well, although this body is not beautiful at all, but is full of wounds and bloody flesh, it is still naked after all.

"Nangong Yi, you are a beast, you want to rape a corpse!"

Ling Mulao suddenly went crazy and flew towards Nangong Yi, looking like he was going to fight for his life.

As if he heard her words, Nangong Yi took off his aqua blue robe very cooperatively, and this time, he even took off his underwear.

Ling Mulao immediately rolled his eyes and looked up and down, then down again. His eyeballs became messy for a while and turned into cross-eyes.

"Brother, I was wrong, please stop torturing my soul."

It turns out that the soul still has seven emotions and six desires. She actually spurted nosebleeds when she looked at Nangong Yi's naked body.

I saw Nangong Yi's palms intertwined in the air, and a stream of white air slowly gathered, rising from his Dantian to his chest and then to his throat.

The two naked bodies hugged each other tightly, their thin lips slightly pouted, their white teeth pried open the red lips, their tongues intertwined, and a stream of air slowly flowed down from their mouths and entered Ling Mulao's Dantian.

"Damn, what kind of kung fu is this? Could it be that Nangong Yi deliberately used this dirty way to eat her tofu?"
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