In the cave.

Yang Que Caiyin and Zhou Meiqi Caiyang, each of them got what they needed, and lasted for three days.

I don’t know how many postures they changed to fight fiercely, but they were still untiring, but instead became more and more brave.

"boom!"

Finally on the night of the fourth day, Zhou Meiqi broke through from the twelfth level of the spiritual realm in one fell swoop.

Her whole body was hot and she was trembling. Her legs were tightly wrapped around Yang Que's body, and her mouth made a very comfortable moan.

Thanks to her breakthrough, Yang Que gained more benefits, and the Yuanyin he picked naturally became more and more pure.

On the early morning of the fifth day, the two finally ended their lasting lingering, leaning against the wooden barrel together, panting and embracing each other, staring at each other.

"Miss, it's been five days since you've done it yet? Stop it, don't get out of bed again by then."

Xiao Ling's shout suddenly came from outside the cave. After waiting for a few days, she finally couldn't help but start to complain.

Hearing this, the two looked at each other and smiled. Zhou Meiqi blushed with shame, her cheeks were extremely charming, and her eyes looked at him, shiny and filled with tenderness.

Yang Que touched her face, got up and came out of the wooden barrel, started to put on his clothes, and said, "Junior Sister Zhou, thank you very much this time."

Zhou Meiqi's smile slightly lowered, and a glimmer flashed in her eyes. She smiled faintly and said, "It's okay."

Yang Que put on his clothes and was about to leave, his eyes suddenly settled on the red skirt beside the wooden barrel. He hesitated for a moment, but still reached out to pick it up, looked at Zhou Meiqi, who looked slightly dark in the barrel, and said, "Can I take this skirt away and leave it as a souvenir?"

Zhou Meiqi was a little depressed and nodded: "It's up to you."

Yang Queruo thoughtfully touched it for a moment, then put it in a storage bag, looked at Zhou Meiqi, and then turned around and left.

"You are so determined, Yang Que, don't you feel reluctant?"

When he left the cave, Zhou Meiqi looked sad and murmured with a resentful look.

...

"Elder Yang, you are finally out. Can my lady get out of bed?"

Seeing Yang Que come out, Xiao Ling hurriedly ran up and asked curiously.

Yang Que smiled and said ambiguously: "It's okay."

Xiao Ling did not enter the cave, but followed him down the peak. When she approached Juling Pond, she suddenly ran to the front and stopped him, saying, "Didn't you say there is something strange in this pool of water? Don't you go down and take a look?"

Yang Que's heart moved, and he glanced at the pool of water in a blink of an eye. The water surface was calm and there was no ripples. He approached and sniffed. Just as he was about to shake his head, his body suddenly shook and his face showed joy.

"It's that breath, it's coming out again..."

He stepped forward a few steps, squatted down, sniffed carefully again, and became excited.

"That's right, it's that kind of aura, only she has it."

Yang Que no longer hesitated. When the magic power in his body moved, a faint light shield appeared on his body, and he jumped out of the Lingtan directly.

"Plop!"

The pool water was cold and clear, and he opened his eyes and sank quickly.

The familiar aura seemed to be there or there, and he followed it and soon reached the bottom of the pond. However, there was nothing everywhere, he was not disappointed, and stepped on the bottom of the pond and searched carefully.

Suddenly, a ball of flame ignited from the soil under my feet, and then a vortex suddenly appeared and started to rotate at a high speed.

"call!"

Involuntarily, Yang Que was trapped in it, and his eyes were blurred. He seemed to have reached another space. When he opened his eyes, he was still at the bottom of the pool, but the water in the pool became even colder and more bone-bone.

After looking around, he looked up again, suddenly, his heart was shocked and a hint of excitement emerged from his face.

A rock above the head was showing a pair of snow-white and petite jade feet, shaking gently, shaking the water waves.

Yang Que's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he swam up a little under his feet. When it surfaced, he immediately looked at him. On the rock in the water, there was a woman wearing a top-notch gauze sitting. She looked at him quietly with a smile on her lips, and she was still wearing the familiar and mysterious silver mask on her cheeks.

"It's really you." Yang Que was delighted and approached her.

The woman was not surprised at his sudden appearance. She reached out and pulled him, sat beside her, but didn't say anything.

"Can you tell me what your name is?"

Feeling the familiar fragrance and the warmth that once fascinated him, Yang Que suddenly had an impulse in his heart, wanting to take off her mask regardless of everything.

However, she was afraid that she would get angry and ignored her.

The woman listened to his words and moved slightly, but did not reply, but was still looking at him quietly.

Yang Que's heart swayed, he slowly hugged her and said, "I want to see you."

The woman shook her head, unable to see her expression, but he clearly felt a firmness that could not be desecrated.

Although he was disappointed, he did not dare to force himself. He looked at her quietly, reached out to untie the ribbon on her waist, and gently took off the white gauze that was as thin as a cicada's wing.

Suddenly, my eyes lit up.

The wonderful body suddenly appeared, snow-white, tender and dazzling.

He gently kissed her lips, climbed up the tall breasts with his hands, and gently pressed them up...

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Chapter completed!