Lu Xiaojin was drunk, her pretty face was flushed, and the crowd was surging.

She was pushed to the point of being exchanged by Zhao Wujiang.

The cup is a d cup.

Both of them were a little sticky, like a bond, the deeper the love, the more they loved each other, one could not extricate themselves and the other could not control themselves.

On the vast grassland, the two of them rolled around.

Lu Feng looked at the dusty sky and listened to the increasingly chaotic and noisy roar around him, and he felt confused. Why was this happening?

The formation of the Butian Pavilion has now shrunk, and the disciples are alert to look beyond the view covered by the yellow sand.

The fight has lasted for more than an hour, and there are many monks who have lost their breath lying on the ground.

Everyone seemed to have their eyes red. No matter what camp you belong to, whether it is the four evil spirits or the four spirits, once your heart surges, you will be facing each other.

Chaos and blood have become the main themes of the world. When combined with the yellow sand, the gravel is dyed red, and all the bloody wind blows through it.

Fortunately, some people in the Butian Pavilion team noticed the abnormality in advance, so they told their fellow disciples not to lose their positions and maintain a good team to resist those monks who were trapped in a crazy fight.

Where did my sister go? Lu Feng was confused and had a hint of worry.

He originally vowed that his sister would be able to take Zhao Wuyang off at will, but now it has been an hour and a half, why hasn't his sister appeared yet? Haven't she noticed the changes in this ruin cave?

Or is it that my sister also encountered some dangers in the Taotie statue? It is difficult to get out?

He wanted to go into the Taotie statue to see, but now the yellow sand is everywhere, covering his vision, especially the sound of fighting in the fishing storm is weakening, but there is a strange rustling sound that makes him dare not move.

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Lu Xiaojin and Zhao Wujiang became increasingly hot, and seemed to have endless desire to vent.

Perhaps it was Lu Xiaojin's perfect graceful figure and charming and beautiful face that were too attractive, which made the two of them not want to separate for a moment.

Lu Xiaojin looked at her lover's tumbling, and she was almost intrigued.

Zhao Wujiang felt something was wrong in the hazy state.

Suddenly, he heard a horse's neighing sound.

"Hiss..."

Contains anxiety.

He shivered and filled Lu Xiaojin with a lot of clarity.

He was shocked to find that his and Lu Xiaojin's desire grew too fast and too strange, and it was normal at the beginning. When he started to practice dual cultivation and began to have frequent love, both of them seemed to be swept by lust.

Although it tastes good, it made him too greedy.

Even with Xuanyuan Jing and Linlang, such deep feelings and deep love have never made him almost fall into it.

Zhao Wujiang frowned and his long sword was unsheathed. He muttered something and recited the Taoist Scriptures for the Clear Heart:

"A clear heart is like water, and clear water is the heart. The breeze does not rise...

......

The sky is high and the earth is wide, and the flowing water flows through the clouds. Freshly treat the root cause, straight roads seek the body. The ultimate nature is the best, and the great way is natural."

"What's wrong with you?" Lu Xiaojin suddenly felt a hint of emptiness. Her delicate body was approaching, exhaling like an orchid, and her pretty face was filled with shame and resentment.

Zhao Wujiang's eyes became clearer and clearer. He gently hugged Lu Xiaojin's waist and wandered his fingers on Lu Xiaojin's delicate body. His fingertips were filled with wind and thunder. He outlined a talisman, which spread from Lu Xiaojin's waist and hips to fullness.

Heart and mouth.

A lightning arc flashed, and Lu Xiaojin's delicate body trembled for a moment, and she groaned and collapsed on his body.

The rosy face of Lu Xiaojin was fading away, and her eyes were much clearer. She also realized that she seemed to have been too lustful before and was manipulated by lust.

"Let's go out first, and my intuition tells me something is wrong." Zhao Wujiang frowned and said seriously.

"Okay." Lu Xiaojin nodded, but her pretty face was resentful, pinching Zhao Wujiang's waist, and said in a urn:
Chapter completed!