The strength of his fingertips is a bit large.
The uncontrollable strength of the fingertips even trembled.
Bai Weiwei slowly blinked her eyes, only to respond with a happy smile.
"Monk, have you responded?"
Ning Chen didn't say a word, his thin lips pursed, and there was a faint trace of red in his dark eyes.
The goblin under him doesn't seem to know what the consequences will be.
She was still reluctantly proud.
"I'm so beautiful, even a stone is covered with heat. You're heartbroken."
She has no self-consciousness to drive people crazy.
It's as if he did something bad, and he doesn't intend to take responsibility.
I just feel badly that I am very powerful.
She even struggled with her wrist, her fingertips gently rubbing against his fingers, and the inattentive movement had no serious feeling.
Just to drive him crazy.
Ning Chen lowered his eyelashes lightly, he slowly lowered his head, his breath was hot, and his eyes were terrifyingly cold.
The girl under her has a gorgeous face and her eyes are crystal clear. You can even see the excitement in her eyes.
Seduce him to shake his smugness.
His thin lips pressed softly against hers.
Obviously breathing is hot.
His kiss was cold.
heartbroken.
Affection poured out, is the dark possessiveness.
He pinched his fingers together, as he wished to hear her gasp, it hurt.
The gloom in Ning Chen's eyes spread out a trace of evil heat.
This is the darkness that belongs to the depths of his heart, which has been soaked in.
The girl's floral fragrance is like a seductive breath of hell.
His soft lips were just lightly pressed.
It was a restrained, no further kiss.
The girl under her seemed to be in disbelief, and then she tentatively licked him.
His body trembled.
Just before everything got out of hand.
Bai Weiwei only felt the strength on her wrist loosen, and the boy on her body had disappeared.
Empty meditation room, only the sun shines in.
Books scattered all over the place.
She sat up quietly, reached out and touched her lips, before sighing and saying, "Tongzi, the monk has blossomed."
[Ding, the system has been blocked.]
Ning Chen stepped into the Demon Suppression Pagoda, killed a few big monsters, and then sat in the dark Demon Suppression Pagoda, closing his eyes and chanting sutras.
In the darkness, countless demons whispered.
"Monk, there is a crack in your mood? Are you going to become a devil?"
"Hee hee hee, who made your state of mind split like this? You have a good heart, and such a big demon has yet to be resolved."
"I see, it's a relationship, which little sister, bring it to us to see, how delicious it is to make your heart move."
"Finally waited for this day, little bald donkey, your heart is stagnant, and you can't save it."
Ning Chen slowly opened his eyes, and the red cinnabar between his brows was eerily beautiful.
He looked into the dark.
There was a hint of uncontrollable madness in the clear eyes.
Then he raised his hand, beautiful fingertips, and the beads floated up.
Countless Buddha beads scattered, breaking the protection of the demon, and countless evil creatures in the dark screamed.
In a terrifying scream.
Finally, in the Demon Conqueror Tower, the silence was restored.
The boy's face turned pale, he raised his finger and found his own strength, a dark aura faintly exuded from the golden color.
He never uses too much power.
Because these powers are to purify and suppress themselves.
He looked at his fingers indifferently, discovering the hell within himself.
There is no repression of too much power.
has begun to spread.
The shadow was huge, extending from under his feet.