One hundred and twentieth nine chapters used as medicine and poison
Baili Fengjian stood in front of the three-way intersection, gently tapping the stone bricks on the ground with the hilt of the sword in his hand. The sound echoed layer by layer, and the middle one was the farthest. He felt a little uneasy, but he still walked into the corridor in the middle.
The corridor was unobstructed all the way, but the uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger. He felt something was passing in his mind, but he couldn't remember it. The more he walked behind, he couldn't remember why he had come here. He stood there and thought for a moment before he remembered that he was coming here to find Jingche.
But why did he look for Jingche a thousand years ago? He had a very vague idea in his mind, but he couldn't catch anything, and it was fleeting. This feeling disturbed Baili Fengjian, and simply accelerated his pace toward the end of the corridor.
At the end of the corridor is a ring-shaped and closed stone chamber, with only a stove burning on the wall, and the entire stone cave is in a dim and gloomy state. A coffin is placed in the center of the stone cave, and something seems to be struggling out of the coffin.
Baili Fengjian explored the spiritual power around him and sensed that the creature in the coffin had almost no spiritual power. He calmed down a little, but he was still vigilantly moving away from the sarcophagus with his mind power. He confirmed that there was no hidden weapon or something strange inside, so he walked over with confidence.
He looked into the sarcophagus, but he was surprised. What was lying inside was the long-lost red dress. Her whole body was shrouded in a slight tremor. Her pale lips were pursed under the mask, as if she was experiencing great struggle.
In her memory, Hongyi was obviously dead, it was what he said in person, "Can you be buried." He still clearly remembered a mystery left by Hongyi in his ear before he died - "I killed Jingche". Because the person was dead, he could not confirm this matter, but he did not expect to see Hongyi here.
"Are you dead?" He took the person out of the coffin without hesitation and threw it onto the stone cover. She struggled without any strength and slid softly against the wall of the coffin.
Seeing her eyes closed and her chest was fluctuating violently abnormally, he pulled away the rope tied to her hands, touched her pulse in confusion, and found that her abnormality was caused by taking a strong sexual sensation. No wonder her whole body was so hot.
He sneered, pressed her between his chest and the sarcophagus, and deliberately slid her palms around her waist, lifting her chin with one hand to raise her face. Jing Che pressed against the stone wall, trying to use the cold to reduce the heat in his body, but to no avail. She grabbed his sleeves and moaned a broken moan: "Don't touch me..."
While resisting, she had already wrapped her hands around his neck, her lips wandering around his side, finding his lips and kissing them randomly.
This kiss seemed a little familiar to Baili Fengjian's memory, but he couldn't catch anything. Her tongue rushing in his mouth even more disturbed his thoughts. Her hot skin twisted unconsciously against his body, and her hands had already actively fumbled to find the gradually expanding heat under him, and held it with one hand.
Baili Fengjian trembled violently, and hurriedly grabbed her wrist and twisted it behind her. He tied her hands with the original rope, and put his lips on the side of her lips and seduced him: "Do you want me to..."
She gasped, and the seductive fire in her body burned more and more deadly after touching the man's body. Every inch of her skin seemed to be gnawing by tens of thousands of ants.
Baili Fengjian sneered softly, attached to her lips, and drank heat from her mouth to make a tingling itch: "Or?"
She nodded desperately, her lips kissing randomly on his face.
"Tell me... Did you kill Jingche..." His voice was like a ghost, which made her sober. Her eyes accidentally looked at the ** divine seal above her head. She bit her lips tightly and did not speak, and the heat in her body struggled with her only remaining reason.
And his hand was igniting everywhere, his hot lips pressed against her ear and sniffed: "Don't speak? I want to see, can you survive this medicine..."
Her tears became more and more anxious, and she was covered by a mask but could not see anything. He deliberately unbuttoned her belt very slowly, and his palm rubbed against her extremely sensitive skin. She trembled violently like a plucked string. Every soft and hot skin seemed to be able to turn into a pool of spring water under his hands at any time.
Her clothes fell to the ground, and only a gauze-like bellyband was left. He pulled her bellyband off without hesitation and stroked her big hand on the snow peak on her right. His fingertips with thin calluses rubbed the buds that had already stood up at the top. There was a warm wetness at the base of her legs that made her feel embarrassed, and she couldn't resist the heart-sucking itch in her body, and she moaned softly.
The fire falling from the wall hit her body. The woman was particularly thin, but the two balls on her chest were soft but plump and even. Her hands were tied behind her back and her chest was forced to be tall. This erotic scene made Baili Fengjian feel indulgent in his chest. The inexplicable familiarity of this body made him feel a sense of panic, but he didn't know where this panic came from.
He cursed the corners of his lower lip with self-deprecating self-deprecating. It seemed that he hadn't touched a woman for too long, and he would be so panicked by her. He suppressed the strangeness in his heart and forced himself to examine the delicate body in front of him with a colder attitude. He was just a woman who was hated, and there was no need to slacken the sympathy.
As soon as he thought of this, Baili Fengjian increased the kneading force on his hands. The tender touch under his hands made people feel happy from the bottom of his heart. He almost forgot his original purpose, but just watched Hongyi twisting in front of him with satisfaction, and couldn't wait to get closer to him. He knew the effectiveness of this medicine. Before the female Yin Yuan and the male Yang and Yin were combined, the medicinal properties could not be relieved. The more comfortable he gave her, the heavier emotional backlash would be.
Hongyi gradually understood the status quo. The big hand on her chest made her both ashamed and happy. The man's rough fingers seemed to lit a fire, igniting the fiery desire in her heart even more intense. She bit her red lips tightly, and she still couldn't help but let out an unbearable low moan. The sound was heard, and she was even surprised. She was so sweet and greasy, like a cat with moist fur in her owner's hands.
Baili Fengjian's breathing gradually became heavy, and the woman's charming voice was the best urging agent. The red-clothed voice was soft and affectionate, no longer as fierce as usual, and it became more and more like A Che. Yes, A Che! He suddenly came back from his upset and thought of his original purpose. He lowered his head and leaned against her ear, took a heavy bite on her petite earlobe, and then asked word by word: "Do you want to say it now?"
The red clothes were so irritated that they were so chaotic that they had been confused. The sensitive parts in their ears were soothed by his dampness and heat, and they almost shivered to the tip of their hair like an electric shock. She didn't hear clearly what he was asking, or even if she heard clearly, she didn't want to answer. The itchy feeling that penetrated into the bone marrow in the lower body was like a human-devouring beast trying to swallow her mind. Her soft body leaned against his strong body and kept rubbing, murmured: "Please... it feels so uncomfortable...ah..."
During the mo's life, her belt had been completely pulled open, with the front scattered, half covering up with a thousand styles. The red-clothed strapless bra was also red, and the silky silk satin was like ripples in the lake water due to the violent ups and downs of her chest. She scribbled gold and silver on her chest, and embroidered a swaying white flower. Baili Fengjian just glanced and pulled off the cloth that was in trouble, so he did not notice that the flower looked like the white horse bones blooming on Yunqin Peak.
The graceful figure of red clothes is so slim and versatile, and the fair and smooth skin is lightly rosy. Although I can't see the tempting expression on my face with a mask, the sweet little mouth is low in love with it. No man will remain indifferent when he sees such a scene. Baili Fengjian is also a man. Facing this woman who has hated him for a long time, the evil fire in his heart seems to be stronger. His eyes are a little darker, and his breathing is difficult to maintain his usual steady state.
Hongyi tried desperately to break free from the rope behind her. Oh, she wanted to transform herself into him. The damn rope was condensed with the power of her mind. The more she struggled, the tighter it became. She tied into the thin flesh on her wrist, just like the big hand on her chest, and was mercilessly raging to her. She had to give up and approached him with her hands on her back. Her slender ** stretched out from her messy dress and wrapped around her waist charmingly. Although she was unfamiliar with such provocation, she could learn to do nothing.
Baili Fengjian breathed stagnantly, and the woman's soft legs were rushing toward him. She rubbed and shook unconsciously. Through several thin layers of cloth, he could almost feel the hot place in his mouth that was sending a speechless invitation to him. He... was hard.