Zhao Wujiang took the lead in pinching a few pieces of talisman ash, put them into his mouth, and swallowed them.

This is a talisman dedicated to the Taoist sect.

The oath is an extremely important thing, and it is definitely not a simple verbal constraint.

The high priest Linlang's eyes flashed, and he also took the talisman ash, opened his mouth slightly, swallowed it into his belly, and then he muttered something like Zhao Wujiang and made a vow.

After making the oath, Zhao Wujiang slowly took off his hat and threw it away. The hat flew over and hung it on a mural in the side hall.

He said seriously:

“When will we start?”

The high priest frowned slightly, and her red clothes were as red as fire. Suddenly, she didn't know how to answer. A strange emotion began to emerge in her heart, like the shyness she had seen in other women.

Her red lips opened lightly and said lightly:

“No further ado, let’s do it now.

It's here."

Zhao Wujiang glanced at the clear blue hot spring pool and spread his hands.

When the real thing came, the high priest Linlang lost his previous strength and coldness, and his holiness seemed to fade away, with a touch of shyness as a little girl.

She is indeed a little girl, and she is only in her early twenties. However, everyone's habitual impression of her is that she has lived for decades.

She took a deep breath, walked slowly to the hot spring, and gently stepped into the jade feet, and then most of her body was also submerged into the hot spring.

The fiery red dress is wet when it is wet, and when it is wet, it is tightly attached to her delicate and undulating body, revealing the beautiful scenery.

Zhao Wujiang was much more open-minded. He walked and walked into the water, and rushed into the hot spring.

"Bang."

A large splash of water was smashed and hit the high priest.

Nearly half of the high priest's hair was wet with water, and his pretty face was stained with water droplets, and his red skirt was tightly pressed against his delicate body. She was a little at a loss, not knowing what to do next, but she was just a thumping heart.

Zhao Wujiang looked at the delicate body of the high priest Linlang water, and watched the cold and beautiful face of the high priest gradually dyed a rosy look. I don’t know if it was the result of the hot spring water being too high, or the shyness in his heart at this time.

But this rosy touch seemed to melt the original coldness of the high priest as an iceberg, making the high priest more charming and charming.

Zhao Wujiang traveled and after entering the water, his clothes were wet. He showed his real figure. He looked not as strong as the grassland warriors, but he was very strong.

He pressed against the high priest's body tightly, feeling the hotness of the high priest and the slight trembling of the delicate body. He hugged the high priest's gentle but tough waist and praised:

"The waist is good, you can feel soft and tight when you hold it. I hope you won't soften too quickly."

The high priest Linlang's delicate body was stiff for a moment. She was at a loss, her long eyebrows trembled, and she was angry and angry:

"Don't you just show off your mouth... um..."

Halfway through her words, Zhao Wujiang forced her mouth to block.

The man's majestic aura made her panic and began to push Zhao Wujiang's chest and kept making hushing noises.

Zhao Wujiang hugged her waist tightly, and the two gradually got along.

She kept struggling, splashing countless waters, and finally pushed Zhao Wujiang away. The two of them pulled out crystal silk threads. She wiped her mouth hard, gasping for breath, her cheeks were red and wet, and her hair was tightly attached to her.

Her side face and her white neck.

She gasped heavily and murmured:

"Wait...wait..."

"What are you waiting for? Didn't you say you need to practice dual cultivation? Didn't you say you don't want to be silly?" Zhao Wujiang smiled and hugged the high priest again. The two of them hugged each other, and the high priest exhaled like orchids.

Zhao Wujiang was domineering and said in a deep voice:

"I want to run now, but I can't escape!"

The high priest's eyes showed a hint of panic, and the next moment, Zhao Wujiang blocked her lips and red lips again. She wanted to struggle desperately, but suddenly she felt that Zhao Wujiang lifted up her red robe in the water.
Chapter completed!