Ye Shuiyao's dress is always so simple and elegant, there are not too many beads on her head, the jet black is soft like a clear spring, a beautiful waterfall pouring down, freely and freely hanging on her fragrant shoulders and powder back, setting off the whiteness of her shoulders and neck. The skin color like suet shows her peerless elegance and undulating and graceful outline. The light blue dress is composed of multiple pleats, each pleat is of the same color, lightly painted, elegant and noble. There is a kind of indescribably light and unrestrained, elegant and colorful. A bit of warm jade emitting dreamy blue light was attached to the chest, showing its elegance. Ever since Ye Wuchen put this "West Sea Blue Crimson Jade" on her in front of so many people that day, she never took it off for a moment, even when she was taking a bath, she always let it cling to her body Skin, as if he was always by her side.
Just as the beauty was about to turn around, an arm had already wrapped around her soft and boneless willow waist. Ye Shuiyao's body limply leaned into his arms, her pretty face was flushed, and even her breathing was hot and trembling. It was this day again, this time, and she knew what was about to happen.
Ye Wuchen hugged her from behind, reached out to her chest with one hand, pressed her plump pair that were about to be exposed, stretched out his fingers and opened her skirt. Although Ye Shuiyao's twin peaks are not as huge as Concubine Xue's face, they can really be described as majestic. No matter how squeezed or pressed tightly by the corset or obscene clothes, they are still two balls overflowing the snow. Just as the corset was torn off, a pair of plump springs popped out, jumping up and down, like living things.
"Xiao Chen..." Every time at this time, Ye Shuiyao never knows how to resist, the soft gasping sound she only releases in front of him always easily ignites Ye Wuchen's desire.
"Don't worry, sister, no one will come over." Ye Wuchen whispered in her ear. Ye Shuiyao's body trembled slightly, obviously they were not real siblings, but every time Ye Wuchen called her sister at this time, she would have a sinful sense of taboo, and this feeling was so exciting that it made her feel sick. She wanted to fall completely into this crime... forever.
The fragrant lips were sucked by Ye Wuchen, Ye Shuiyao closed his eyes to cater. The blouse was lifted up, Ye Wuchen grabbed one of her plump and pointed snow breasts, stretched his other hand into her blouse, drove straight in, and showed off his brotherly desires everywhere on her body. Ye Shuiyao's body trembled more violently, her chest became more plump and swollen, and the delicate and bright spots on her chest stood up quietly due to the attack.
As if unable to withstand such a strong stimulation, she tilted her head back, opened her mouth halfway, and before she could groan, she was covered by Ye Wuchen's lips again. Ye Shuiyao's panting became short, and she felt that her whole body was burning. Ye Wuchen's scorching hands seemed to be electrified as they walked over her exquisite and protruding body, and wherever she went, she couldn't stand it. Holding her charming and soft body, smelling the familiar fragrance of her body, feeling the smooth and smooth icy skin in his hands, Ye Wuchen's heart was burning more and more intensely, and he put it on her chest Withdrawing her hand, she unbuttoned her lower garment, and lifted up the layers of skirts on Ye Shuiyao's lower body.
The body was firmly held down, and her undisguised plumpness was pressed against the cold wall. The cold feeling on her chest just hit her, and a sudden sense of fullness made her groan...
"Sister, you don't wear anything underneath... are you waiting for me?" Ye Wuchen pressed against her body from behind, and began to turn the rain and clouds faster and faster.
Ye Shuiyao's face was as red as blood, she bit her fragrant lips, leaning against the wall, under the intense impact, she could no longer speak a word except trembling. She was waiting for him... In order to facilitate his invasion, she quietly took off her obscene clothes before he came. The door of her room will always be open only for him, a man.
The outside of the window began to gradually darken, and the two were immersed in it and forgot the time, from the wall, to the ground, and finally rolled onto the bed. When the sound finally calmed down, the dusk was drawing to a close, and after a short while, it would be the moment of nightfall.
In Ye Shuiyao's fragrant boudoir, on the bed with brocade curtains, through the veil as thin as a light mist, a hazy and graceful shadow of a beautiful lady is faintly reflected. After the intense lingering, Ye Shuiyao lay quietly in Ye Wuchen's arms like a docile lamb, with her head resting on his chest, and she breathed softly in his ears like a exhausted panting. The black and smooth hair is separated into two halves, wrapping around the snowy neck and resting on her plump jade peaks. The black and white complement each other, making her skin as delicate as fat and pink as greasy. Without makeup, the color is like the morning glow reflecting the snow The redness of her face has not faded, and the pair of red phoenix eyes under her eyebrows are as tender as water, as if soaked in a pool of autumn waves, looking affectionately at her man, her brother.
Ye Wuchen gently stroked her slender and round beautiful legs, the touch was warm and cool, it was indescribably fragrant and soft. He often lamented that his sister should not have belonged to the human world, but came from the sky, a fairy from another world, or a cold fairy transformed from iceberg snow lotus.
"Xiaochen..." Ye Shuiyao called him softly, her dreamy murmur was full of obsession. Ye Wuchen embraced her slender waist, and rubbed his palm, feeling the extremely soft and moist feeling, and a pleasant feeling went straight from his fingertips to his heart.
"Sister." He called her back gently, and said softly: "Wait for me... It won't take long, and my sister will marry me in a dignified manner, and people all over the world will witness and bless us."
Ye Shuiyao gave a soft "hmm". Dimples appear on the cheeks. Snow-white finely ground teeth were exposed. She didn't ask him what method he would use, she only felt full of happiness and satisfaction in her heart, she leaned on Ye Wuchen's arms docilely, her round and slender legs, her round and plump buttocks were close to him, quietly enjoying This kind of tenderness.
Ye Wuchen's identity is originally a secret that cannot be revealed, once revealed, too many things will become out of control. However, there is no absoluteness in anything, especially after he found a deeply hidden strangeness in Ye Wei's eyes looking at him, he knew that he must solve this necessary matter in the shortest possible time.
Ye Wei would be suspicious of him, so how could he not notice it. To handle all this perfectly, he doesn't have to worry about the feelings of everyone else, but he must not ignore the people in the Ye family who he regards as his relatives. If Wang Wenshu, Ye Wei, and Ye Nu knew that Ye Wuchen, who really belonged to the Ye family, was dead, and the blood of the Ye family had been cut off, it would undoubtedly be a bolt from the blue for them.
So, the first thing to fix has to be...
On a moonlit night, the galaxy is shining brightly, and there is silence outside the window, except for the occasional chirping of insects and birds.
Ye Wuchen comforted Hua Shuirou to fall asleep, and then returned to his own room, and only by his side could Ningxue and Tongxin sleep so peacefully, and Xiaomo would also smile joyfully.
Just after falling asleep, Ye Wuchen woke up again immediately, Tong Xinye and Xiaomo also woke up at the same time, Ye Wuchen lightly pressed their bodies and sat up from the bed.
Shui Mengchan, visiting at midnight seems to have become her habit. This time, she also opened the window to enter, and stood pretty in front of his bed.
"Is there any news about Leng Ya?" Before she could speak, Ye Wuchen asked first. Xiao Mo who had closed her eyes just now opened them again and pricked up her ears.
"No." Shui Mengchan shook her head lightly. The Southern Emperor Sect pays close attention to Leng Ya's whereabouts every day, but there is never any news, and every time Ye Wuchen comes to see him, the first thing Ye Wuchen asks her is Leng Ya.
Looking at the girl's fragrant shoulders exposed by the quilt beside Ye Wuchen, although she has seen it many times, there is still something strange in Shui Mengchan's eyes. Obviously, the three girls who are only in their teens are all without a trace. She was so close to him that she couldn't help thinking about his liking for young girls. And as the daughter of the Southern Emperor, she belonged to Ye Wuchen, the Holy Master of the Southern Emperor, but Ye Wuchen had never touched her in such a long time, so she didn't know whether she should be lucky or complain.
"Continue to pay attention. If you have any news, let me know as soon as possible." Ye Wuchen paused and asked, "Where is Chu Jingtian, where is he now?"
Shui Mengchan replied: "I met him yesterday in the Blue Water City of Kuishui. A small local swordsmanship family bullied others and forced a poor boy and girl to death. Chu Jingtian passed by and learned that at the gate of that family After standing for a quarter of an hour before leaving, he did not enter. Soon there was a commotion in the family, and our people went in to investigate. We found more than a dozen people who died in the same way, all of them were killed by cutting their throats. And they Around me, blood-stained things include leaves, straw, and silk...the death is extremely strange."
Ye Wuchen: "..."
Brother Chu, is that you? If it was you, then what kind of swordsmanship did you realize alone during this period of time.
Perhaps, neither the so-called "no sword" nor "heart sword" is suitable for you. What suits you best is your natural comprehension of the way of sword that belongs to you alone.
Ye Wuchen didn't ask any more questions, but asked instead: "You came in such a late hurry, you probably got what I wanted. Give it to me first."
Shui Mengchan nodded, and stretched out her hand, there was a crisp crashing sound, and under the dim light, the golden glow was so eye-catching. This is a golden chain, and anyone who sees this chain will marvel at the purity of the gold. And this is surprisingly the unique magic lock chain of the Southern Emperor Sect. Tongxin was locked in the Demon Sealing Tower by it at the beginning and could not escape.
Ye Wuchen stretched out his hand to grab it, put it into the sword god's ring, nodded slightly, you go back.
Shui Mengchan's expression flashed a touch of loss and sadness, and she left without a sound.
Locking the magic chain... The witch is right, in the face of absolute power, any conspiracy is also vulnerable. The last time he faced Juetian, he faced the entire Southern Emperor Sect, but he still almost failed to resist him, forcing him to use the blood ghost chasing soul arrow desperately. And in the face of a terrifying enemy whose strength may be more than ten times that of Jue Tian, what else can he use to resist.
No... No matter how well-planned he can be, a tiny accident can ruin everything. Since you can't fight hard, the only way is to avoid... avoid, until the day when your strength improves to the point where you don't need to avoid, then go straight up.
This is his only option. And the magic chain has become one of his biggest reliance to avoid an impending disaster.