A white mist of cold air was floating over the naturally formed cold pond. The naked girl was immersed in the cold pond. There was no blood on her pretty face and her delicate lips were pale.
If it weren't for the trembling teeth and the vaguely undulating body, she would be like a corpse.
The cold air in the body became more and more intense, and the icy air made Murong Qing, who was born not afraid of cold, gradually feel uncomfortable.
The coldness came from the body, and the body was gradually stiff, and even the thinking was gradually no longer sensitive, and the mind was a little dazed.
"Lu, Senior Brother." Everything in the mind finally turned into the appearance of the lover in the heart, and also turned into a murmur, full of unwillingness, desire and love in the heart.
"Hahaha." The body that had fainted became stiff, and the cold air gathered by the formation rushed into Murong Qing's body without reservation. Bai Yanxi, who was standing aside, laughed and walked forward.
Swish!
A blue flying sword whistled over, it was the personal flying sword with the intention of protecting the master.
The leaders of the four major sects of the cult were not easy to deal with. They waved their hands and knocked the flying sword away, and it was stuck on the stone wall and could not move.
Lu Wentao appeared silently beside Bai Yanxi, punching Bai Yanxi with a flaming fist. Bai Yanxi did not resist, and punched him directly.
The peak of the Tribulation Stage, only one step away from the road to immortality, is not just a little bit stronger than Lu Wentao who has just reached the Nascent Soul Stage.
Even if swords, knives, fists and feet are not his strengths, even if Lu Wentao has the upper hand, the two fists hit, Bai Yanxi's body was shaken, and Lu Wentao flew backwards, but the corner of Lu Wentao's mouth raised a wicked smile of conspiracy success.
A green light suddenly appeared behind Bai Yanxi and stabbed at Bai Yanxi's back.
Buzz!
In the trembling light, the green flying sword still made a sound. The sharp sword edge was only an inch away from touching Bai Yanxi's back. The cold edge made him afraid.
"Cangyun Pavilion, Lu Wentao?" The flying sword fell to the ground. Bai Yanxi walked in front of Lu Wentao and called.
"Yes."
"It's a pity. If your pure yang body enters my Yin-Yang Sect, you will definitely achieve more than the current achievements."
Lu Wentao also said nothing. He looked at Bai Yanxi coldly, thinking quickly about how to get out of this situation.
"What a pity, what a pity." Bai Yanxi pointed at Lu Wentao's eyebrows, and the spiritual power in his body gathered to his eyebrows uncontrollably. Not only did he have his own spiritual power, but also the huge spiritual energy left over from swallowing the Nine-Turn Golden Pill.
"I'll give you something good to eat!" Lu Wentao's heart moved, and the fiery Nascent Soul in his Dantian opened his eyes, and the hot Samadhi Fire was mixed in the surging spiritual energy.
"Hiss." The spiritual energy full of fiery energy made Bai Yanxi take a breath of cold air, thinking it was the pure yang energy of the pure yang body, and he endured it and continued to absorb it.
"Huh?!" After the fiery spiritual energy entered his body, it could not be refined by his skills. Bai Yanxi quickly withdrew his hand and crossed his legs to look inside.
Sure enough, the spiritual energy lingered in his body, hindering the normal flow of spiritual power, causing his strength to drop greatly now.
"Hehe, is Samadhi Fire delicious?" The abundant spiritual energy allowed Lu Wentao, who had lost his confinement, to quickly recover his strength. He waved his hand, and the long sword flew into his hand, and asked with a sneer.
"I didn't expect that a mere mortal could refine the immortal fire. I was blind."
"You're just lucky."
"Hehe."
The two seemed to be talking and laughing, but they were both recovering their strength. The abundant spiritual energy circulated for two weeks, and Lu Wentao felt that most of his strength had been restored. Bai Yanxi led the Samadhi True Fire that could not be refined to the small cycle and sealed it, and he also recovered some combat power.
Lu Wentao pinched the sword formula, and the jade flying sword was divided into seven, and the sword tip emitted cold light and shot straight away.
Bai Yanxi moved his feet, and the surging Samadhi True Fire in his body was ready to move. Feeling a little bad, his figure flashed and disappeared into the depths of the cave.
As the flying sword followed, Bai Yanxi's cold voice came from the cave, "Lu Wentao, I have remembered what happened today. The day I recover will be the day you die!" A black shadow passed by, and the breath of Bai Yanxi disappeared from the cave.
Lu Wentao looked inside and saw two naked girls on the edge of the mountain wall, completely lifeless... At night, in Cangyun Pavilion, the red dress remained the same, and only a pretty face was exposed under the brocade quilt covered with dragons and phoenixes. Outside, the wind and snow were blowing, but Murong Qing's boudoir was as warm as summer.
The Yunmeng Mountain was only a few hundred miles away from Cangyun Mountain, and it would only take a moment to reach it if they tried their best.
Sitting on the bed, Lu Wentao took a close look at this pretty junior sister for the first time. If we only talk about appearance, the perfect and exquisite Murong Qing is three points more beautiful than Xiao Xian and Bai Yaoyao.
However, Senior Sister Xiao won because of her cold temperament towards outsiders, her charming white hair and her coveted plumpness. And Bai Yaoyao's strange temperament and lustful appearance made him obsessed.
"Senior Brother Lu." Lu Wentao was so distracted by Murong Qing that he didn't even notice when she woke up. He woke up at her gentle call.
"Qing'er, how do you feel?" Lu Wentao gently stroked Murong Qing's forehead and asked a little excitedly. Murong Qing seemed to be a little uncomfortable with Lu Wentao's intimate behavior, and her face blushed shyly.
In his heart, he had already taken Murong Qing into the room and treated her as one of the harem, but in reality, Lu Wentao scratched his head nervously, not knowing what to say.
"Senior Brother." Murong Qing's words were like mosquitoes. If it weren't for the silence in the room, Lu Wentao would not have heard it.
"Ah?"
"Cold."
"Cold? Then I'll add some more charcoal to warm the room." Lu Wentao stood up nervously.
"No." Murong Qing's jade hand stretched out from under the quilt, pulled Lu Wentao, and whispered softly:
"Brother, just hold me."
Lu Wentao turned his head and saw only a head of black hair, and the pretty face had been buried in the quilt.
He took off his clothes in a few seconds, lifted the quilt and got on the bed.
Under the warm quilt, Lu Wentao hugged Murong Qing from behind, and her cool body was as delicate as jade, making him love it.
"Brother." Lu Wentao's rich breath filled Murong Qing's breath, making her intoxicated and whispering.
Lu Wentao, who knew Murong Qing's feelings, leaned close to her ear and whispered, "We have already been married here, and you still call me senior brother?"
"Husband." The slightly opened little mouth called out in a daze.
"Wife." Lu Wentao's big mouth captured the cherry mouth, and his wet tongue instantly penetrated into the defenseless little mouth.
"Um ah." The defenseless Murong Qing was held tightly in Lu Wentao's arms, and he wanted to take the spring water in his mouth wantonly.
This kiss lasted for an unknown period of time. For Murong Qing, it seemed like an eternity, and her already weak mind was even more confused.
"Oh, ah, haha."
Looking at Murong Qing's panting, Lu Wentao leaned over and said in her ear, "Does your husband still owe you a wedding night?"
"Um, ah." Without thinking, Murong Qing responded subconsciously.
"No, that's not right." It wasn't until Lu Wentao's big hand climbed up the hill and reached down the valley that Murong Qing reacted and hurriedly stopped him.
"Don't you owe it?" Lu Wentao stopped his hand and asked teasingly.
Murong Qing thought about it but couldn't think of a good answer, so she ignored him and tried to stop the two big hands.
It's hard to say why. Obviously, she had already made up her mind and the two had already been married, but there was always some uneasiness in her heart.
"I love you."
Well, maybe it was this sentence that was missing. The pair of small hands softened instantly. It was more like resisting than resisting.
"I love you, too."
As soon as the voice fell, the lover pressed on her, kissed her mouth fiercely with his big mouth, grabbed her hands and pressed them on her head with one hand, and gently stroked between her legs with the other hand, causing her mouth to emit a soft moan.
After releasing his mouth, Lu Wentao's tongue moved down along her skin. The size of the breast that he could barely grasp was just right.
The tip of his tongue brushed past, and the small grape on the top was sucked into his mouth and licked gently.
Pop!
The tender little grape was sucked up by Lu Wentao vigorously, and suddenly loosened.
"Ah." Murong Qing moaned and watched Lu Wentao go to the other side.
Swishing!
The warm saliva was all over the tender breast meat, and the lewd and wet feeling made Murong Qing a little confused.
The tongue moved down little by little, and the closer it got to the most sensitive part, the slower Lu Wentao's speed became.
The tightly closed legs were gently separated by Lu Wentao, and Murong Qing seemed to be able to feel the burning gaze, and the hot air he exhaled actually hit the tender flesh.
"Ah!" The tip of the tongue just swept past her, and she let out a soft cry.
And Lu Wentao was not in a hurry at all, just occasionally teasing the sensitive little hole, making Murong Qing nervous all the time.
"Husband, husband, don't tease me."
"Okay." Lu Wentao raised a smile at the corner of his mouth and bowed his head.
"Ah, ah! No, don't."
Lu Wentao was very eloquent, sucking, licking, biting, and using all his skills to the best of his ability, which immediately made Murong Qing beg for mercy.
How could Lu Wentao let her go so easily? His tongue was like a spirit snake, swimming freely in front of the jade door, playing with the spring water in the curtain hole and making it flow out.
"Ah, ah!" Lu Wentao bit the delicate jade bean lightly, and the tip of his tongue licked it quickly back and forth. The pleasure he experienced made Murong Qing instantly reach the climax of bliss, and she moaned loudly and flowed out the spring water.
"Hmm." Lu Wentao held the spring water in his mouth and kissed Murong Qing's little mouth.
The girl didn't like oily things, she only liked to eat some fruits and vegetables. Her clean body even had a little sweetness in the spring water.
After a while, the slightly sweet spring water was eaten up by the two of them, and the mixed saliva turned into a lewd silk thread connecting the two of them.
"Are you ready, Qing'er?"
"Yes."
Murong Qing cooperated with Lu Wentao to spread her legs and took off her underwear. Then the majestic penis appeared in her eyes. The huge size seemed to be beyond her expectation.
Lu Wentao gently lifted her body, and the huge glans gently touched the tender vagina that had been used by men. The atmosphere of lust had filled the new house.
"It's coming." Lu Wentao looked at Murong Qing with burning eyes and whispered.
"Yes." Murong Qing's face was bloodshot, but her eyes were not dodging. She looked at Lu Wentao's eyes with affection and nodded slightly.
The lower body sank slightly, and Lu Wentao's glans gently sank into the tender vagina. The moist vagina felt a little cold, and the touch with the hot penis made the two bodies tremble slightly.
Murong Qing frowned slightly, but still smiled at Lu Wentao.
"Oh." "Ah!"
Amid the moans of the two, Lu Wentao's penis broke through Murong Qing's virgin vagina and sank into it completely.
The cold vagina wrapped around the hot penis, and the pure yang energy deposited in Lu Wentao's body and the cold energy in Murong Qing's body seemed to attract each other, slowly flowing at the junction.
Murong Qing put his arms around Lu Wentao's neck, leaned close to his ear, and whispered: "Move, Lu Lang."
Lu Wentao turned his head and kissed Murong Qing's little mouth. When his lips and tongue met, his lower body began to move slowly.
The two people's physiques were really a match made in heaven. Even if they didn't perform any dual cultivation techniques during intercourse, the spiritual power in their bodies would consciously flow along the meridians, strengthening the strength of the two.
Pah, pah!
Murong Qing's legs wrapped around Lu Wentao's waist, and Lu Wentao's lower body also hit her body hard. The sound of the lewd collision of the flesh was accompanied by Murong Qing's high moan, and the spring atmosphere filled the new house.
After three times of sex, Murong Qing reached the clouds three times, and then she and Lu Wentao ejaculated at the same time. The combination of Yuan Yin and Yuan Yang made the two of them so comfortable that they hugged each other and fell asleep.
They both found that the threshold of breakthrough had been broken. Lu Wentao had reached the state of out-of-body experience after accumulation, and the pure Yin body was broken. After the combination of pure Yin and pure Yang, they returned to the body, causing the golden elixir in Murong Qing's body to break successfully, crossing the threshold and entering the Nascent Soul... Wenxian Hall was built on the ruins of the Taiji Hall that was completely destroyed a while ago. The current king of Qi, Xiao Xian, lived in it. The name of the hall was naturally taken from Lu Wentao and her name. I think this can slightly ease the longing in my heart.
Under the vigorous and vigorous policies, the country that was once like a rootless duckweed has gradually stabilized. The Northern Expedition Army has been withdrawn. In addition to maintaining public order, most of the soldiers have been dismissed and returned home.
The peace talks with the Eastern Wei have also entered a new stage. It seems that there has been some turmoil in the Eastern Wei, and now the king is eager to stop the war.
Although the commercial tax is heavy, there are also several policies that favor merchants. From the capital, everything has gradually improved.
Still wearing the white dress, Xiao Xian sat on the top of Wenxian Hall, looking at the starry night sky, thinking of the old man in her heart.
Xiao Xian, who was born to like quietness, did not let anyone serve her. Only a few palace maids cleaned the ground and tables and chairs that were completely free of gray fog for her when she was not in Wenxian Hall during the day. The rest of the time she was alone.
Yuwen Hui is the right guardian of the Demon Sect and also the confidant of Demon Lord Luo Tian. Since the news of Luo Tian's ascension came a while ago, he has been ostracized in the sect. It is well known that the Demon Lord and the Great Elder are not in harmony in the sect. The Great Elder is not as strong as the Demon Lord, and the Demon Lord's magic skills have reached perfection. Even with the help of the Deputy Sect Master, the Great Elder's lineage is still not as good as the Demon Lord.
It has always been the Demon Lord's plan to secretly corrupt and control Qi State and use it as a springboard to compete with the righteous path. Now that the Demon Lord is in trouble and the plan is blocked, the Great Elder's lineage has other plans, and Qi State will let him go.
But he can't just let it go, not only because the Great Elder's plan is really risky, but also because this is the Demon Lord's hard work and his only chance to regain power.
Yuwen Hui, who was at the peak of the Out-of-Body state, and his two hall masters who were at the early stage of the Out-of-Body state sneaked into Jiankang City without any hindrance. Even though Cui Guoxiang had already defected and Xiao Ziao had been imprisoned, how could the plan that had been planned for more than ten years not have a follow-up plan.
Except for Chen Da, the deputy commander of the Imperial Guards, the commander of the Imperial Guards was also a member of the Demon Sect. Yuwen Hui and the other two entered Taicheng almost without any hindrance, and saw the beautiful figure sitting on the roof from afar.
The surrounding Imperial Guards had already been withdrawn, or what did it matter whether they were withdrawn or not.
"Hide your head and show your tail." Xiao Xian's cold voice came, and the accompanying pressure instantly revealed the figures of the three people.
"Who is it?" Xiao Xian's pretty face was covered with a veil, and her words already had the pressure of a superior.
"Yuwen Hui."
"Right Protector."
"You! How did you know?" Yuwen Hui's face changed slightly, and he was a little panicked.
"Luo, Tian!"
The two words made Yuwen Hui's face change greatly, and his mind was in chaos. Xiao Xian had already planned to take advantage of the opportunity to attack.
The white flying sword appeared, and the attack was full force. Yuwen Hui was dazed by the sword light and retreated quickly.
But Xiao Xian's target was not him at all. The flying sword broke through the defense line, and the tender hand like white jade firmly grasped the neck of the person behind him. The fingertips moved slightly, and the spiritual power of the whole body was imprisoned. Although the body was stronger than that of ordinary people, it was only a person after all. The long sword circled back and pierced his Dantian, killing his Yuanying in the body.
Yuwen Hui watched his subordinates who had worked with him for decades die like this. Although there was not much affection between each other in the Demon Sect, there was a feeling of grief for the death of the rabbit, but now the more important thing is the present.
The corpse fell to the ground, and the magic power turned into a messy magic energy that filled the air. Xiao Xian moved instantly and attacked Yuwen Hui.
Although they were both at the peak of the Out-of-Body Realm, Yuwen Hui was suppressed by Xiao Xian. When the long sword was swung, he could vaguely feel the suffocating pure magic energy.
Bang!
The magic energy became more and more condensed, and it was definitely not an illusion. Seeing Xiao Xian's jade fist coming, Yuwen Hui's magic power was suppressed and stagnated, and he had to use all his strength to block it.
The flying sword left his body, and the fist power was fading. It was the time when the old power was old and the new power was born. The hall master hidden in the dark made a move. Under the black robe, a pair of eagle-like eyes looked for the opportunity, and appeared behind Xiao Xian like a phantom. The dark black dagger had no luster, but it was frightening.
Yuwen Hui, who stepped back a few steps, saw the sneer on Xiao Xian's lips, and his heart tightened.
Xiao Xian, as if she had eyes behind her back, accurately grabbed the dry wrist of the man holding the dagger with her backhand.
As soon as her wrist loosened, Xiao Xian turned around, no longer hiding her strength, and used all her strength to break through to the Tribulation Stage, punching the black-robed man's dantian with her jade fist.
Bang! Swish!
The black-robed man caught the dagger with his other hand, and bit Xiao Xian's belly like a poisonous snake in the bushes. But he was knocked out and turned into a blood mist in mid-air, with no body left.
And the strength to resist the attack in the end was not the initial stage of the Out-of-Body Stage, but the initial stage of the Tribulation Stage!
"Nothing, it really lives up to its reputation."
This black-robed man had no name, no surname, no shadow, no trace, as if he did not exist in the world. He is the head of the Shadow Hall of the Demon Sect. He is the only one in the hall. Everyone thinks that he is only in the early stage of the Out-of-Body State. He is only able to gain a foothold with his elusive assassination skills. However, they do not know that he has already broken through to the Crossing Tribulation Stage.
There are only one and a half people in the world who know this. One of them is Luo Tian, and the other half is the Great Elder of the Demon Sect. It is just a guess. This is one of the reasons why Yu Wenhui's lineage can still exist.
Luo Tian has been imprisoned by Xiao Xian for more than two years. He has already mastered all of this. He used the trick to lure Xiao Xian to not make a move, and then killed her with one strike. The assassin's way does not cultivate the body, so how could he take her attack? However, the assassin's counterattack was something she never expected.
Squeak!
She pulled out the dagger from her lower abdomen. The bright red blood stained her pure white dress. Her face turned slightly pale, but it did not affect her actions. However, the black mist flashing in her eyes affected her mind a little.
Xiao Xian was a rare genius, and with the help of realm suppression, although she suffered some minor injuries, it was not difficult for her to deal with Yuwen Hui. The only thing she was afraid of this time was nothingness.
The flying sword was as fast as a sound, and it silently broke through Yuwen Hui's protective energy and pierced his heart.
"Hmm?" Xiao Xian flashed forward and found that Yuwen Hui's Nascent Soul had already left his body and hid somewhere unknown, and this body had been abandoned.
With the long sword in front of her, Xiao Xian closed her eyes and sat in front of the hall. Two corpses lay on the white snow, and blood stained the snow red in several places. Everything seemed a little desolate.
"Your Majesty?!"
It was already dark, and the battle here had stopped for an unknown period of time. A general came over from the side and exclaimed at the scene.
He Shaozhi, the commander of the Seven Stars and Thirty-Six Guards, was also the nephew of He Guojiu. He could be regarded as Xiao Xian's cousin and one of the few people the late emperor could trust. After receiving the order to capture the commander of the Imperial Guard today, he has been on standby. However, it has been an hour since the terrifying battle ended here, so he dared to come and take a look, and saw such a scene.
Xiao Xian's eyes suddenly opened, and her ruthless eyes with black mist swept over He Shaozhi. Her figure flashed, and He Shaozhi, who was wearing heavy armor weighing nearly 200 kilograms, was captured by the throat. The seemingly weak arms lifted him up effortlessly.
"Your Majesty." He Shaozhi hurriedly called out, without any doubt that this tender little hand could break his roar bone with a little force.
"Get out of here!" The black mist in Xiao Xian's eyes dissipated slightly, and with a wave of her jade arm, He Shaozhi flew out from the high wall. Even though he fell on the snow that was as high as his calves, He Shaozhi was hurt enough, and no one dared to enter the gate of the courtyard anymore.
The palace door opened and closed, and Xiao Xian entered the room. The water in the wooden barrel had already become cold. If it hadn't been indoors, it would have frozen into ice. But Xiao Xian closed her eyes and lay in it. The biting cold kept her sensible.
The wound on her lower abdomen had healed, leaving no trace, only a little dried blood to prove what had happened.
For many days, Xiao Xian had been able to control the demonic energy in her body a little bit, unlike that day when she lost her mind in her sleep after just a little exertion. However, today her strength was fully demonstrated, and she was also injured by the demonic dagger. The surging demonic energy in her body almost controlled her body.
As the water gradually warmed up, Xiao Xian's body was no longer stiff. She leaned lazily against the wooden barrel. The jade Ruyi in the Xumi space appeared in her hand and she submerged it in the water skillfully.
"Hmm." After a long time, the water surface rippled, her jade head tilted up, her delicate body stiffened, and Xiao Xian let out a charming moan.
Her lips slightly opened, her jade face slightly red, her jade head rested on the edge of the wooden barrel, and another object appeared in her hand. A string of white jade pearls was strung together, and the largest one was as big as a child's fist.
One after another, scenes that made men's blood boil appeared in the room, but no one had the chance to see them... "Husband, no, it's too embarrassing, um."
In Lu Wentao's room in Cangyun Pavilion, Lu Wentao was lying naked on the spacious bed, and his delicate wife Murong Qing was squatting on him, holding her hands behind her head, rising and falling, shyly saying.
"Haha, Qing'er is so cute, try harder."
Looking at Murong Qing's coquettish look, Lu Wentao couldn't help but smile, and stretched out his hands to play with the pair of jumping pigeons.
"Oh, no." Murong Qing fell on Lu Wentao, mumbling like a spoiled child: "How can you bully me like this."
"Well, it's Qing'er who wants to compete, so I'll admit defeat."
"Well, bad Wen."
The two played in a small lake behind the mountain during the day. On a whim, Murong Qing wanted to compete with Lu Wentao in catching fish. She had been on the mountain for three years, and she prepared three meals a day. It was not the first or second time to catch fish here. She would not lose no matter how she thought.
Unexpectedly, Lu Wentao went into the water like a little white dragon into the sea. Half of the incense stick of time had passed, and Murong Qing lost completely. According to the agreement, she had to agree to his request, but she didn't expect it to be such a shameful thing!
"How about changing the subject?"
"Hmm!" Murong Qing's eyes lit up, and she nodded in agreement. It was embarrassing to be a naked female knight, and Lu Wentao's hands were still not honest.
"Are you going to continue?"
"Hmm." Murong Qing blushed, buried her head in Lu Wentao's arms again, and replied softly: "Hmm."
Lu Wentao turned over and pressed Murong Qing under him. Looking at the shy lady, his lower body began to bump into her. It was a night of boundless spring and happiness, which was beyond words.
The sun shone into the room. It had been more than an hour since dawn. It was really late for Murong Qing, who used to get up at dawn every day. However, her legs were sore, and Lu Wentao was reluctant to let her get up, so it was delayed until now.
"I'm not coming!" Murong Qing pushed Lu Wentao away angrily, and got up from the bed, but the smile between her eyebrows showed that she was not angry.
"Wait." Murong Qing was putting on the aqua blue dress, and before she could arrange it, she heard Lu Wentao's voice coming from behind.
"What are you going to do now!" Murong Qing crossed her arms and said cautiously.
"You haven't done what you promised me yesterday, does it still count?"
Murong Qing shrank back and said with some fear: "Well, then you say it."
"Give me your little bellyband and underwear, you are not allowed to wear them today."
"This, this is not allowed!" Murong Qing said in panic, covering her chest with one hand and protecting her lower body with the other.
"Hey, you're not keeping your word again."
Looking at Murong Qing's shy expression, Lu Wentao came to her side and said softly: "Qing'er, there are only two of us on this mountain, so let's just enjoy the boudoir."
Looking at Lu Wentao's eager look, Murong Qing thought for a while and then lowered her head and said: "Well, okay, then you turn around."
"Okay!"
Lu Wentao turned around and closed his eyes seriously. Hearing the rustling sound behind him, he felt itchy.
"You, just know how to humiliate me, hum!" A ball of soft and warm clothes was stuffed into his hands, and Murong Qing flashed and left the room.
The smooth bellyband still had the fragrance of the beauty, and there were even some wet marks on the underwear, which was obviously the result of his mischief in the morning. Lu Wentao put the clothes into the Xumi space with a strange laugh and left the room.
"Ah!" In the kitchen, Lu Wentao passed his hands through Murong Qing's armpits and accurately grasped the small cherry under vacuum.
Bang!
Murong Qing exclaimed and picked up the spatula and hit Lu Wentao on the head. Although the sound was loud, it was not really strong.
"Eat it." In the courtyard, Murong Qing put the porridge in front of Lu Wentao. It was a bit funny to see him rubbing his head.
But Li Zuo saw him drinking the porridge, his obscene eyes swept across her chest, and she walked to the opposite side of him and sat down to eat.
Not long after, the warm breakfast went into her stomach. Seeing Lu Wentao's lustful look, Murong Qing suddenly straightened her chest, and the large-scale pigeons lifted up her thin skirt, and the two small grapes stood out.
"Want to touch it?" Murong Qing asked with a shy smile.
Lu Wentao nodded quickly, and his hand couldn't help but reach out.
"I won't let you touch it, haha!" Murong Qing covered her chest with her little hand and ran away with a smile.
The two of them ran and made a lot of noise until they reached the top of the mountain. Murong Qing occasionally let Lu Wentao take advantage of them, and their cheerful laughter rippled in the deserted Cangyun Mountain.
"Hehe, where are you going to run to, young lady?" They had already reached the top of a small mountain, between the green land and ancient trees.
"Haha!" Murong Qing smiled and looked at the mischievous Lu Wentao, letting him pounce on her and hug her tightly.
Lu Wentao sat under the ancient tree, and Murong Qing sat on his waist. The two of them kissed each other, and the atmosphere of lust was filled.
"Qing'er." Murong Qing's little hand gently touched his lips, stopping his next words, and said softly with a shy face: "As you like, bad Wen."
Lu Wentao's eyes lit up, and he lifted his skirt and gently pulled down his pants. His hot cock was already ready.
Murong Qing gently lifted her hips and spread her skirt, aiming her tender and moist pussy at the cock.
"Hmm!" "Oh!"
With two soft moans, Murong Qing had already lowered her hips and took the giant thing into her body.
"Don't move!" Murong Qing slapped Lu Wentao's big hand that was about to do something naughty. Seeing Lu Wentao put his hands on the ground on both sides, she showed a charming smile.
As her body rose and fell slowly, the cock went in and out of her body. Her delicate little hands gently pulled the collar, revealing the slightly deep ravine.
"Hmm, ah." As the soft pigeon breasts rose and fell, they brought up a large area of white and tender skin, which also made Murong Qing feel a little sore.
"Lu Lang, help me." Murong Qing's eyes were full of love, and the breath from her mouth was a little heavy.
Lu Wentao adjusted his posture, put his big mouth close to Murong Qing's ear, and said magnetically: "Okay."
As soon as the voice fell, Lu Wentao began to thrust upward.
Fast, powerful, and strong.
If it was like a small boat rippling in a small river just now, now it is like a small sailboat drifting in the turbulent sea.
"Ah, ah!" The little hand hugged Lu Wentao's neck, but the body was pushed up like in the clouds, with nowhere to rely on, and the mouth was unscrupulously moaning loudly.
The collar was shaken open, and the white and tender pigeon breasts were completely exposed outside, shaking up and down, front and back, without any rules.
Murong Qing's mind seemed to have flashed a trace of madness, and she gently lifted up her delicate breasts and handed the erect nipples into Lu Wentao's big mouth.
"Ah!" Lu Wentao closed his teeth slightly, gently controlled the nipple, and hit it hard with his lower body.
"Lu Lang, ah, it's coming, oh oh!"
Murong Qing rolled her beautiful eyes and entered the climax. Lu Wentao was also close to the limit. He pushed several times fiercely, and the hot liquid sprayed into her, making Murong Qing go up a few points on the top. She fainted from the beauty.
Day after day, the feelings of the two people who had accumulated for many years were out of control. They freely swayed their love on this Cangyun Mountain, which made people happy.
Under Lu Wentao's soft and hard persuasion, Murong Qing gradually got used to the vacuum dress. In the past few days, she lifted her skirt with him anytime and anywhere in the mountains, which was a fierce battle.
Although the passion was intense, the Dao could not be forgotten. Just after noon, the two of them sat quietly in the enlightenment room. The natural formation brought together the mountain and water energy of Cangyun Mountain. When they closed their eyes, it was like walking between mountains and rivers.
The strength was advancing by leaps and bounds, but it was also necessary to comprehend the world and not be arrogant and impatient.
"Ding." The sound of a bell resounded throughout the Cangyun Pavilion, slowly waking Lu Wentao up from his state of meditation. This bell sounded like the doorbell of the Cangyun Pavilion. A little spiritual power could make it clearly audible throughout the pavilion, which was also one of the practical aspects of the formation.
"Brother Lu." The man came in a white crown and white clothes, a neat pure-color robe, and a long sword hanging on his waist. He respectfully clasped his fists and called.
Lu Wentao returned the greeting and asked in a dignified manner, "Your Excellency?"
"Yinshan, one of the Five Masters of Shushan."
"I've heard a lot about you." Lu Wentao turned aside and said, "Fellow Daoist Yinshan, please come in."
"Brother Lu, that's not necessary." Yinshan said, "I came here to tell you something important. I'll be back to report right away."
"I'd like to hear the details."
"Yesterday, Baiyun Temple was attacked by four sects of the evil cult. The sect leader Yun Yazi was among them. All the inner disciples of the temple were killed. After the sect leader learned about the situation, he sent us to invite the eight major sects to Luoyang to discuss countermeasures."
"This!" This news also shocked Lu Wentao. Although good and evil often fight, there has never been such a thing of exterminating a sect.
"Cangyun Pavilion, I will definitely keep the appointment."
"Goodbye."
"Brother Lu?" Murong Qing's voice came with a little fear in surprise, and she walked quickly towards Lu Wentao.
Murong Qing woke up from meditation, but she didn't see Lu Wentao's figure, so she looked around in a panic, and then she found Lu Wentao's figure at the mountain gate.
"Ah!" When he got closer, he noticed that there was a young man outside the mountain gate, and he turned and ran away.
"See you in Luoyang." After the episode, Lu Wentao bowed and said goodbye, and Yinshan turned and left. The scene just now flashed into his mind. There seemed to be no clothes in it. Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that he didn't remember it deeply.
"Qing'er." Lu Wentao found Murong Qing in her room, her body huddled under the brocade quilt, with some tears in her eyes.
"Master, Senior Brother, I, wuwu."
Lu Wentao climbed onto the bed, took Murong Qing into his arms, and patted her jade back to comfort her.
"It's okay, we can't see anything at such a distance, Qing'er is still wearing clothes, it's okay."
"No, it's not." Murong Qing sniffed and gently pulled Lu Wentao's clothes.
"What is that?"
"I, I'm a bad woman."
Lu Wentao hugged Murong Qing tightly and said softly, "How could it be."
"I." Murong Qing raised her head, leaned close to Lu Wentao's ear, whispered a few words, and buried her head in Lu Wentao's arms and sobbed.
"What's the matter!" Lu Wentao said while biting Murong Qing's ear.
"Ah." Murong Qing exclaimed, her mouth slightly open, as if she was shocked and a little stupid.
Murong Qing seemed to have come to her senses, and said to Lu Wentao seriously, "That's not allowed."
"Okay." Lu Wentao lifted Murong Qing's body and lifted it onto his body, and the penis found the direction familiarly.
"Ah." "It's really wet."
Murong Qing was a little confused and didn't say anything. Lu Wentao thrust his body and said, "You were really excited to orgasm when others saw your body?"
"Well, how can you, how can you say it."
"No wonder you haven't put on your underwear these days."
"No, it's not like that."
Murong Qing seemed particularly unbearable under Lu Wentao's verbal teasing, but soon she reached orgasm while murmuring, "Really, I can't do it with others."
"It's just watching?"
"Yeah." The confused body trembled and responded softly.