I walked in the illusion for a long time, but couldn't find the direction at all.
On the contrary, the smell of Baidie Fragrance Powder in the air is getting stronger and stronger. After smelling this smell for a long time, it will stimulate emotions, expand the senses, and make people do many unimaginable things.
The ink burned gradually began to feel restless, and a small flame seemed to be ignited in the stomach, slowly boiling the blood all over the body.
Spring water, he needs to find a big spring water, where is the spring water
He knew that there was a living spring in this fantasy world. In his last life, when he walked to the spring water, he was already dry and dizzy.
But after drinking the spring water, he felt that his consciousness became more and more blurred, and the teacher came to him in the drowsiness. The teacher practiced medicine, and immediately detoxified him, and he was dizzy at that time. He was also poisoned by poison. Bewitched, he kissed the lips of the teacher fascinatedly.
The swift and resolute predecessor of the Human Realm Emperor was eager to relive the mandarin dream. After wandering around in the fantasy world for a long time, he finally heard the sound of the ding ding dong dong.
Sure enough, the restlessness caused by the fragrance became more and more vivid under the stimulation of the spring water. He wanted to plunge into the depths of the spring water uncontrollably, and unconsciously he had buried half of his body.
Just when the ink-burning consciousness was about to blur, just like the previous life, one hand slammed him up, and the water splashed in an instant, the air poured into the nasal cavity, the ink burned and panted, and opened the water. Pearl's eyelashes, seeing the figure in front of her.
The figure gradually became clear from blur, accompanied by a voice that was almost annoyed.
"You dare to drink the water here, do you want to die?"
The ink-burning dogs generally smashed the water droplets, and when they saw the person, they breathed a sigh of relief: "Master..."
"Stop talking, give me the medicine!"
A dark purple pill was handed to the lips, the ink burned open his mouth, and he ate the medicine obediently, and his eyes were still staring at the peerless face of the teacher.
Suddenly, just like in the previous life, the expanded anxiety in his heart made him unable to resist, not to mention that the ink burning was not a modest gentleman, so he grabbed the wrist of the teacher, and the other party hadn't reacted. kissed his lips.
In an instant, sparks flew, and my mind went blank.
He is a person with a lot of romance, but the fierceness between the bed does not require the contact of lips, and does not require extra tenderness, so there is a lot of lingering in the flesh, but the number of kisses with people is pitiful.
The teacher didn't expect to be attacked by this, and he froze in place until his tongue came in, and he finally reacted and began to struggle and resist.
"What are you doing... uh!" Halfway through the words, he was brutally turned over and covered his lips again. The ink-burning kiss was even more intense than the previous life. The two rolled into a ball by the spring, and the teacher was surrounded by The ink burned firmly under the body, and the ink burned his wet and cool lips, the same amazing touch as in the memory, as well as his cheeks, auricles...
"Don't move..." As soon as he opened his mouth, his hoarse voice surprised him.
Done.
Why does the effect of this spring water feel stronger than in the previous life
According to the development of the previous life, he didn't have time to linger with the teacher for so long. After a few kisses, the young ink burned at that time was condemned by his conscience. As soon as his hand was loosened, the teacher got up and ran away with a light effort.
But because of his evil intentions and shamelessness in his life, not only was he not condemned by his conscience, but he was driven by lust, and he directly pressed people to the shore and kissed them intimately.
The teacher struggled under him and angered, but he was already evil, and he couldn't hear what people were shouting. The only thing shaking in his eyes was the elegant face, and the seductive, moist, opening and closing. lips.
A mass of fire burned in the abdomen, the ink burned obedient to the heart, kissed it more and more violently, directly prying open the other party's teeth, and the tongue drove straight in, grabbing the sweetness in the mouth.
The heart beats thumping, like a drum.
In the chaos, he has torn off the complicated robe of the teacher, ripped off the girdle, sneaked into it, touched the smooth and firm skin, and the person under him suddenly bounced up and was pressed down by the ink.
He bit the auricle of the teacher and whispered: "Be good, we can all be comfortable."
"Ink Rain!!"
"Oh, oh, why are you calling me so angry? It seems to be alive." Mo Ran smiled and licked his earlobe, his hands were not idle, and he went straight to his waist.
The stinky hooligan burns, the sixteen-year-old hooligan really can't compare to the thirty-two-year-old old hooligan now!
This man's face is growing day by day!
The teacher stretched his body tightly, and the ink burned can feel the slight tremor of his body. Really, it seems that he is such a slender person, but he feels well-proportioned muscles and sharp lines.
He couldn't help himself, he couldn't help pulling the other party's underwear.
The teacher finally couldn't bear it anymore and broke out.
"Mo Weiyu! You are courting death!!"
With a bang, a powerful spiritual force slammed him away! The spiritual power was fierce and domineering, and the ink was caught off guard. It was overturned and hit on the rock by the spring, and almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
The teacher grabbed the messy clothes and stood up angrily. The mad golden spiritual current flowed in the palm of his hand, and the sparks splashed and slammed, and his eyes were full of anger and red light.
Between the dizziness and the dizziness of the ink, I vaguely feel that something is wrong.
"God asks, summon!"
With a shout of anger, a golden willow vine swooped out of the palm of the teacher's palm, and Tianwen came out, the whole willow vine was dazzling. swirling.
The ink burned stunned.
When will the teacher call the sky to ask
However, this thought hadn't been kept in his mind for a moment, and suddenly he ripped open the air, and slammed it down as he slashed his head and covered his face! The willow vines were drawn without mercy. The blood of the stinky hooligan who was beaten by Xianjun flew across the skin. If people like Rong Jiu saw it, they would definitely applaud and shout, "Good fight. It's a great fight! Another blow! Eliminate harm for the people! Do good deeds every day!"
The ink burned in this tyrannical madness without a gap in the wind and rain, and finally woke up.
The teacher is so gentle, how could it be possible to beat people like this
The skill of pumping willow vines is so skilled, who can it be if it is not Chu Wanning! ! ! !
Chu nightning's hands softened, and then he stopped and took a breath, rubbed his wrists, and was about to raise the vine to fight again. The ink burned suddenly against the rock, and he coughed up a big mouthful of blood.
"... stop fighting, you'll die if you fight again..."
The ink burned and coughed several mouthfuls of blood in a row, and my heart was bleak. This is definitely the most incisive stroke in his romantic bad account.
Who knew that the person who came was actually Chu Wanning
And I don't know why, this Chu nightning also has a teacher's face, and even the voice sounds exactly the same as the teacher's!
He wiped the mottled blood from the corner of his mouth, panted, and raised his head.
It may be that he was beaten by an artifact, or it may be because the medicine that Chu Ningsai gave him just now had an effect. This time, the person in front of him is no longer a teacher.
Chu nightning had a gloomy face, and stood under the tree with a fierce look. He was furious, his eyes were like electricity, and he was staring at the ink burning with anger.
His fierce and stern appearance is truly terrifying.
However…
The ink burned and stared at him for a few seconds.
Found myself... shamefully hard.
Chu nightning has always been meticulous, and the cumbersome white robes called abstinence are already messy at this time. Only by holding his slender white hands tightly can they not slip off his shoulders. His lips were red and slightly swollen, and there were scattered hickeys on the side of his neck. Although it is a vicious look, it is even more exciting.
In the past life, those memories of Chu nightning, those memories of madness, blood, hatred, arbitrariness, conquest, pleasure, and accumulation.
Those memories that are too lazy to think about, and were not originally intended to be thought about, are all in the air filled with blood and flowers, and instantly become shocking and difficult to hide.
Like a tide, it rushed into my heart.
To die, he still can't see Chu Wanning like this.
Even if I hate him again, and hate him again, I can't wait to chop him into stuffing and wrap it in a wonton wrapper and cook it, and the ink burns still has to admit.
In the previous life, the most exciting affairs, the most bloody, numb orgasm of the scalp were all obtained by Chu Wanning.
It's one thing to hate him.
But for men, especially those who are particularly shameless and beasts, the instinctive reaction of the body is another matter.
Chu nightning took a sigh of relief, it seemed that he was really angry, and the hand that held Tianwen trembled.
"Awake?"
The ink burned and swallowed the blood foam: "...Yes, Master."
It seems that Chu nightning has not played enough, but he knows that this illusion has ghosts, and should not be blamed on Mo Ran. After hesitating for a while, he finally took Liu Teng back.
"Today's event..."
Before he finished speaking, the ink burned and said: "Today's things, God knows you know I know, I will never say it! If I want to say it, let me hit five thunders!"
Chu Wanjing was silent for a while, and sneered: "I have heard your curse no less than a hundred times, and none of it counts."
"This time it's definitely true!" The body has a reaction and there is a reaction, but thinking about Chu Wanning is just like eating stinky tofu. In the eyes of Mo Ran, it is not something that is on the table.
Stinky tofu can be eaten by yourself in a corner where no one is around, so as not to smoke others. It is the same reason to want to go to bed with Chu Wanning.
Mo Ran has always hated Chu Wanning, how could he tell others that he would hate others while secretly wanting to go to them? Isn't this sick
There are also those bad things in the past life and Chu nightning, he really doesn't want to mention it again, spare him.
"This illusion is very deceptive, and the people you meet in it will become what you want to see most in your heart."
Chu nightning said while walking side by side with Mo Ran.
"You have to be calm, so as not to be confused by the illusion."
"Oh… "
Um? and many more!
The ink burned suddenly, and I thought of one thing.
If this is the case, then in the last life in the illusion, the teacher you see is not necessarily the teacher? Not sure it's still-
He glanced at Chu Wanning, who was walking beside him, and couldn't help but feel the chill.
impossible!
If you kissed Chu Wanning in your last life, you would definitely be unavoidable! At least eat a slap!
It's definitely not Chu Wanning! Certainly not him!
While screaming fiercely in my heart, Chu nightning suddenly stopped and pulled the ink behind him: "Silence."
"What's wrong?"
"There is movement ahead."
Now the development of things is completely different from the previous life, so Mo Ran doesn't know what will happen next. When I heard what Chu nightning said, I immediately asked: "Will it be a teacher?"
Chu nightning frowned and said: "In this fantasy, you must not imagine who you are seeing in advance. If you can't help thinking about it, what you see in a while will become the appearance of that person. Get rid of distracting thoughts. "
"..." The ink burned for a while and found that it couldn't be done.
Chu nightning glanced at him, and he didn't know when to condense a dagger formed of spiritual power in his hand, and stabbed it towards the burning arm.
"what!"
"Don't call." Chu nightning had expected it, the other hand directly touched the lips of the ink, and the fingertips were condensed with golden light, and the ink suddenly couldn't make any sound, "Does it hurt?"
"..." Nonsense! Do it yourself and see if it hurts!
The ink burned with tears and nodded pitifully.
"It's fine if it hurts. Don't think about anything other than this pain. Follow me. Let's go and see."
Mo Ran scolded Chu Wanning all the way, and followed him along the winding path quietly. Who knows that the closer you get to that place, the more you can hear the countless people's words, which are particularly awkward in this empty place.
Bypassing a long high wall, the two finally came to the place where the sound came out—
It was a building covered in red and green, with brilliant lights and swaying red veils. There were more than 100 tables of banquets in the huge courtyard. The tables were full of fish, meat and fresh vegetables.
In the hall with the door wide open, a huge and bright red "囍" character is particularly eye-catching. It seems that a lively wedding banquet is being held here.
"Master..." Mo Ran whispered, "Look at these people who are drinking wedding wine... They have no face!"
The author has something to say: This dead dog is going to ask questions. In the last life, who was the person who burned the ink