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Chapter 447 The Flame Spirit Ji with Tattoos

Gongsun Ni looked at the Zheng Zheng in a complicated look. She was one of the strongest masters in the world, but at this time felt a feeling of extremely weakness.

She once thought that she had reached the limit that the person who could achieve, but now she found that the limit she reached is just her own limit.

"Yeah, only Majesty." Gongsun Ni sighed and gave up the last unrealistic fantasy in his heart.

When Xunzheng and Yan Lingji returned to Zhang Taixue Palace, the time had entered the evening. At this time, the situation was still asking Duanmong what to ask.

Because the situation is very clear, a little mistake in the plan will become a huge problem in the process of execution. At this time, he can make some efforts to allow the school hall to plan less in the process of implementation.

Some errors.

To this end, he must be cautious.

Unfortunately, today's time no longer gives a chance.

"Girl Duanmu, the old man will visit again tomorrow, and please don't feel that the old man is bored."

"If I can help the sister -in -law, I am naturally willing, and I must say it." Duanmu Rong said with holding.

"Mr. Xun doesn't have to worry, things must be done step by step." Zheng Zheng said.

"His Majesty's saying is extremely impatient."

In the twilight, the car drove out of Zhangtai Xue Palace.

"Oh." In the spacious carriage, Yan Lingji suddenly exclaimed, making Duanmu Rong immersed in his own thinking.

"His Majesty, I feel that there seems to be something on my body, you can help me see." In Duan Murong's sight, Yan Lingji frightened the dress.

Duan Mu Rong looked away subconsciously, and then thought that it was a woman, but a woman.

Flame Ling Ji, which is completely opened by clothes.

Duan Mu Rong's first feeling is domineering, a domineering belonging to Yan Lingji, even if she herself has a good qualification, but in front of Yan Lingji, a feeling of inferiority will still produce.

Especially when Duan Murong has fully came to pick up the preferences of Zheng Zheng, this inferiority has been extremely magnified.

Duan Mu Rong forced himself to look away from Yan Lingji's deep gully, and put his eyes on the black pattern that made Yan Lingji shouting.

On Yan Lingji's crystal -clear skin like sheep fat and white jade, at this time, there was an additional light black texture. The texture showed an inexplicable charm.

Inexplicable pattern.

What is it? Is it a tattoo? I used to follow Master to go to the north, and I also traveled to Most of the Qin Guo Mu Rong alone.

However, it is impossible. Things like tattooing are a very tedious craft. Yan Lingji has never had it yesterday, even this morning. How could she have made her full of her body all over the body one afternoon?

Tattoo.

However, this seems to be pretty. Duan Mu Rong looked at the naked upper body, panickedly with a panic -filled Fan Lingji all over his body, his eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Nothing, the normal power is just manifested. When you really master the kind of power, these patterns will disappear, and these patterns are also very beautiful." Yan Zheng said between Yan Lingji while speaking.

Fut the palms and stick it to Yan Lingji's chest with his palms.

"Since your Majesty likes it, it's okay." Yan Lingji was relieved.

"This?" Duanmu Rong looked at the changes of Yan Lingji in surprise, and couldn't understand Yan Lingji's brain circuit for a while.

"Your Majesty, please help me, see if I want it here." Yan Lingji said that he twisted his body in the direction of the window.

In front of Zheng and Duan Mu Rong, and her other palm was trying to reach her back, and then fell down the curve behind her, falling in the posture because her posture at this time became more and more full.

The hips.

"Where? Isn't it?" Duan Mu Rong looked at Yan Lingji's movement stunned, and subconsciously wanted to look away.

Even if she was the same as a woman, she still felt a shame at this time, and what made Duanmong feel ashamed is that she found that there was an inexplicable expectation in her heart.

I was looking forward to the next move of His Majesty, how could I do this? Duan Mu Rong thought to close his eyes tightly, forcing himself to twist his neck.

However, the eyes can be closed, but the ears are powerless.

What makes Duan Murong desperate is that although she closed her eyes, some inexplicable pictures still appeared in her mind without controlling.

She thought of a scene she saw when she woke up in the palace in the early morning.

Duanmu Rong woke up from the bed to see a huge book case through the curtain between the beds, and various documents and play chapters accumulated around the book case.

There, Duan Mu Rong found a familiar figure, and there was an extra figure next to the familiar figure.

The beautiful woman like a flame was nestled in the arms of the figure. The color of the flame belonged to her clothes, but the hotness of the flame belonged to her body.

In Duan Murong's mind, one figure pressed on the shoulders of another figure to support his body. At the same time, the long neck was straight, and the smooth skin reflected in the sun.

The color.

A red and dexterous tongue spit out from the petal's ordinary gorgeous lips, and lick the jaw of another figure.

At that moment, the woman's figure made Duanmu Rong think of a kind of animal existence. The animal was called a cat, and it was a cat who was eating food.

The next moment, Duan Mu Rong didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly he tightly dressed his palm on his chest. There, there seemed to be something that was sucking and licking.

Book case? Duan Mu Rong did not know what kind of picture was thought of, and the whole person instantly became red, his eyes opened uncontrollably.

Then, then

"Sister Rong'er, what's wrong with you?" In Duan Mu Rong's heart, Yan Lingji asked gently.

"Nothing, nothing." Duan Murong looked at the whole land Flame Ling Ji in front of him, and naturally he couldn't admit what he thought of.


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