Sangsang's body is a divine body, which can be immune to almost all physical damage in the world. Her consciousness is as vast as the universe and can ignore most mental damage. Therefore, Liu Bai's sword cannot hurt her, and Ning Qu's natal thoughts cannot control her.
But this does not mean that her body and consciousness do not feel it.
An indestructible body does not mean being unconscious. This is a very simple truth. This is true for the powerful Demon Sect like Yu Lian and Tang. Ning Qu's consciousness cannot hurt her, but it can touch her. The gentle wind
Although the ice formed on the lake cannot be dispersed, it can shake the lotus into a soft picture.
Ning Que, who was a little confused, relied on his instinct to keep approaching her with his mind and caressing her. As his eyes moved, he penetrated into her clothes like the wind, rushed into her collar, and gently
Surrounding her plump and tall body, making the gentlest contact.
It is said that a lover's hands are the gentlest. Ning Que's hands are his thoughts. He is the gentlest lover, with a pair of hands that can fascinate all women.
He gently stroked her neck, his fingertips slipped over her shoulders, gently drew circles on her chest, occasionally leaving, playingfully rubbing her tender earlobes, and finally fell quietly on her buttocks
.
There was not even a trace of wind in the Temple of Light, and there was not even a trace of wrinkles on Sangsang's flower-blossoming blue shirt, but she clearly felt that the subtle annoying autumn wind was wandering in the blue shirt, and the invisible hands were constantly
Feeling his body, he seemed so presumptuous and hateful.
Her face became extremely white and her eyes became extremely cold. This was because of anger, but there was a blush on the upper edge of her cheeks. Her eyes were bright like a transparent gem, and her clothes were tight and round.
Her thighs trembled slightly, because she couldn't control her reaction.
The hands became more and more unrestrained, wandering constantly on her sacred body. No matter how secretly they were, they could not escape the twisting and sliding of their fingers. The hands were always so gentle at the beginning, but occasionally
Suddenly he became violent and twisted her nipples and the inner side of her thighs hard. Although it was impossible to hurt her, even the blue marks could not be left behind, it made her reaction more and more obvious.
Sangsang was extremely angry at the scenes that happened to her, but even though she used rules to dispel all the aura of heaven and earth in the Temple of Light, making Ning Que unable to touch her body with her thoughts, she still couldn't stop herself from being clear.
Feel the caress of the hand, because as long as he can still think or imagine, she can sense his imagination, and the pictures and feelings are so real.
She felt the same with him, so she had to suffer.
Yiyin is a noun with great historical and literary meaning, and does not blindly point to the way of yin, but after tonight, there will be more religious inclusions and more direct explanations.
Ning Qu's intention did not wake up with the dream without trace, nor did he disappear after the spring breeze, but fell into reality and on the object of his intention.
He kept touching Sangsang in his consciousness, and Sangsang was constantly touched by him. Her face became whiter and whiter, her cheeks became redder and redder. Her eyes became colder and colder, but their eyes became more and more
The brighter the brighter her legs were, and her hands were tightly held, and her feelings became more and more obvious.
This feeling is a bit warm, a little numb, a little uneasy, a little palpitation, a little quiet, a little irritable, a little moist, a little thirsty, a little joy, and a little fear.
For Sangsang, this feeling is very strange and a little strange, but it is not something she has ever seen before. In her memory in the world, she occasionally felt it when she was held in her arms and touched her to sleep. She has recently been remembered
It happened in the wooden house by the snow sea. Although it was a little painful that night, it did.
She knows what this feeling is. Humans often like to give this feeling a lot of meaning and put on many beautiful clothes, such as love and the desire for life. In fact, it is the physiological pleasure that only low-level creatures can have. Low-level people like humans
The reason why organisms cannot escape the temptation of this physiological pleasure is that they need this physiological pleasure to help continue to reproduce.
She is Haotian, she does not need to reproduce, she is a high-level rule life, and even if she has a body that is almost human, she should not have such low-level biological pleasure.
But at this time, the feeling of her body was so clear and so strong, which shows that the power of the human world that the Master left in her body was still constantly transforming her body during these days.
These worldly affairs are still entangled, and she becomes more and more like an ordinary human being, both emotionally and physically.
Her lips were a little dry, there was a slight sweat on her neck, her chest was slightly swollen, her earlobes were a little uneasy and itchy, her legs were a little wet, she was a little panicked and a little quiet, she found herself
I was a little happy, so I began to feel restless, and even began to become afraid.
In the Xiling Buddhist scriptures, the most serious sin is blasphemy of Haotian. Those crimes are nothing more than unclean clothes and filthy words during sacrifices. Compared with these, what Ning Que is doing at this time is the real thing
The blasphemy of Haotian is being played with by humans and being played with by humans.
How can Haotian not be angry?
She waved her sleeves angrily, and the slightly cold autumn wind in the Temple of Light raged violently, piercing Ning Que's bones and piercing into his internal organs like countless thin and sharp steel thorns.
Blood splashed everywhere, Ning Que was dying. He opened his eyes and looked at Sang Sangmo with a blurry consciousness and said, "If you don't want to admit defeat, then kill me. Didn't you say that every time you die, you will meet again after a long time of separation? Then
Let us die together, but even if I go to the Kingdom of God, I will not let you go."
I don’t know if it was because of the verge of death or seeing the stories that might happen in the Kingdom of God, a strange smile appeared on his miserable face.
"Enough!"
Sangsang's voice echoed in the Temple of Light like a real thunder.
The starlight that rippled into the temple from the terrace was broken into countless pieces by her sound. The gold bricks under the curtain were broken into two pieces. Countless profound traces appeared on the hard stone wall of the temple.
Several rays of flowing clouds in the night sky of Xiling Temple were shaken away, and a terrifying storm rolled up on the sea of Song State thousands of miles away, and strange pillars on the coastal dam were instantly submerged.
When the emperor is angry, he will bleed thousands of miles away. When the emperor is angry, Haotian is destroyed by the human world. But she cannot make people destroy it, and she cannot even kill the human that angers her, so she becomes even more angry.
Ning Que hung in the sky of the temple, dripping blood, looking like a pig that had just been slaughtered. Sangsang stared at him, and there was no other emotion in his eyes except hatred.
There are many scenes of this person in her memory. She knows how shameless he is, knows that he has the nickname of shame in academy. Moreover, as Haotian, she overlooks countless reincarnations in the world, and I don’t know how many people have seen killing their wives and selling their mothers.
The shameless man knew how disgusting it was to reach the limit of human shamelessness, but she still didn't expect that Ning Que could be so shameless, even if he had been castrated, he would still have the spirit of yin herself!
Ning Que clearly sensed the disgust in her consciousness, smiled self-deprecatingly, and then he looked at her and explained seriously: "This is a war, I will do anything."
His vocal cords have been cut off, and his voice is equivalent to forcibly squeezed out with the lungs. Coupled with the pain, the panting sound is very hoarse and ugly, and it is blurry, like two rough stones rubbing.
It takes a bunch of blood to say a word, and it can be said that every word is blood.
He insisted on explaining this because he wanted to tell her that this was his attitude, and neither the terrifying punishment would have allowed him to surrender in this war.
Sangsang looked into his eyes and began a conversation in his consciousness.
“Suppose your terms.”
"Follow me."
“Where to go?”
"As long as you are not in Xiling Temple, it's fine."
“Why?”
"Because except here, the world is the world, and the teacher has not finished what he has done. I, a student, naturally have to help me finish it. You are my woman, of course I want to turn you into a real person and follow me
Well, don't forget that we haven't had our honeymoon after we got married."
"Do you think this will threaten me?"
"How? Can you still jump around?"
Ning Que's answer was a bit inexplicable, but Sangsang could understand it. Many years ago when he was in Weicheng, Ning Que mentioned that there was something called movies in his world.
She woke up and walked towards the terrace with her hands on her back.
Ning Que noticed that the plump body inside Fenghua Qingyi was trembling slightly, and knew that he had finally survived the battle tonight.
"You cure my wound first. If you have too much blood, you will die. If you die, you can't even be considered a widow. You must be buried with me. You must be careful."
He looked at her somewhat lonely back and said silently.
At this time, the morning light gradually approaches, and you can see the distant mountains and ridges on the terrace.
She stood on the terrace, silent for a long time, and suddenly said, "Do you think you won?"
In Ning Que's view, since she dared not kill herself, she would always be invincible in this war. As long as she could not die, there would be no real failure. This is not the philosophy of the academy, but him and
What she learned in Minshan Mountain on the wasteland.
The morning light fell on Sangsang's face, the snow-white and redness were so clear, like the peach blossoms on the mountainside, and the ordinary eyebrows and eyes looked so beautiful and charming.
This night was very long for Ning Que, and it was also very long for her. She also suffered a lot of pain, and in order not to let Ning Que die, she also consumed a lot of divine power.
Her eyebrows were a little tired. She waved her hand and a bluestone flew from the mountain peaks to the side, flew into the Temple of Light, and directly hit Ning Que's body.
Ning Que was knocked unconscious.
Although she can't kill him for the time being, she can knock him out. The unconscious human, no matter how bold and shameless, she can't do anything. Of course, although she is Haotian, she can't make a coma.
The human beings experience despair and pain, and this is a draw.
There are no losers and no winners in this war.
This war will inevitably continue, and no one knows how long it will last. It may last forever, until the sea is gone, or it may grow old together.
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(Today, the leader was going back to the Northeast and accompanied her to the airport. After a day of running, he finally returned home. Because the flight was cancelled, the leader was naturally unhappy. I was under a lot of mental pressure. After writing these recent chapters, she still had a lot of time.
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