Qi Baixue's thin black stockings that had been tightly wrapped on her feet were peeled off at some point, and they were kneaded into a wrinkle and thrown away on the side of the cold bed.
With Zhao Qi's eyesight, he could only look at the large turbid white mucus liquid covered with it, and he could guess in his heart how much thick semen had the cold beauty who had worn this pair of black silk stockings been shot on by someone with these two delicate feet.
As soon as he thought of this, Zhao Qi felt extremely distressed, guilty and disgusted, and he wanted to give up everything immediately, and robbed him up and killed all the shameless and despicable despicable things.
Didn’t the hypocritical old liar who had been pretending to not dare to touch His Highness Bai Xue’s skin before, and just let His Highness Bai Xue wear gauze stockings for these guys to play on the bed? Why is it only so long now? He let the ugly ghost short and fat King Jingmu peel a pair of socks directly, capturing His Highness Bai Xue’s pair of tender feet nakedly placed under his crotch and fucked them freely...
With a burst of extreme anger, Zhao Qi instantly had another beautiful thought that began to spread wildly in his mind.
The ugly monster killed this day must be very happy. I just cummed with a pair of slender and tender feet wearing black stockings. Now I peeled the socks and went straight to enjoy His Highness Baixue's delicate feet. I really don't know how many generations of virtue these old and ugly ghosts have accumulated in their previous life to have such honor...
Zhao Qi was imagining in his mind, staring blankly at the explosive and obscene scene that was happening on the cold bed, and for a moment he was a little confused.
Just at this moment, King Jingmu, who was raising his fat butt, suddenly clamped his legs, roared with a thrust, and poured a large stream of hot and thick semen into Qi Baixue's two crystal clear and delicate feet. He immediately patted his fat belly and said happily: Chijiao Old Qingsie, indeed, Master Li's method of playing well is good, it's so fucking exciting.
Nowadays, Qi Baixue's cold and aloofness has been completely destroyed. The old demon of the Red Dragon beside him was too lazy to speak for Li Yanru to cover up. He turned his eyes and showed his two cold and vertical eyes. He smiled in a silence: OK OK, Brother Jingmuwang, you have enough fun this time. You just asked His Highness Baixue to ejaculate on the bed wearing embroidered shoes and socks. Now he stripped his socks and got two more hairs. It's time to release it and move some places for our Grand Secretary Li to come out. Look at how strong our Grand Secretary Li is. After being inserted for so long, His Grand Secretary Baixue's tender asshole has not ejaculated once.
What... His Highness Bai Xue really made that hypocritical old man succeed... let him get his little asshole in his pocket...?
The bad news came, and Zhao Qi was so shocked that he shivered all over his body, and almost didn't scream.
Zhao Qi is now living on the top of the hall, with limited directions for movement. In addition, his dizziness in his mind has not subsided, and he is anxious to see the situation on the cold bed in front of the two people. He can only see some slim scenes through the small gap between the two demons standing side by side.
In the shock of thunder, Zhao Qi immediately concentrated his mind and used his twelve points of his eyes to look at the broadside of his bedroom.
But look at this time, between the small gap between the old demon of the Red Dragon and the King of Jingmu, two huge and tightly erected Yu Bai Fengxiu, collide with some unknown rhythmic force, and trembled up and down and threw away.
Perhaps Zhao Qi had been infatuated for a long time before, and had not yet completely woken up from the stunning impact of the demon. Seeing the pair of tender white plump in the gap, he was stunned and murmured in his heart: This is...
Just as he was slightly stunned, he suddenly saw two thin palms covered with black brown spots in the gap suddenly stretched out from the two huge balls that were thrown away by force, and grabbed them from bottom to top.
The two yellowed and thin knuckles tightly clamped the small and charming little bit in the middle of Feng Ting, and kept teasing the two firm red cherry blossoms on it with cleverness.
This... this is His Highness Bai Xue's big white breasts... Didn't that shameless old man said he would not dare to touch His Highness Bai Xue's holy body before, but how dare he reach out to get it...
At this moment, Zhao Qi's mind was not awake anymore, and he was ignorant. After seeing the explosive scene of Li Yanru's vigorous breast pulling, he opened his eyes wide and completely recalled.
No...No... Your Highness Bai Xue must have his own reserve even if he has no choice but to take the ordination... This person... well... it shouldn't be Your Highness Bai Xue...
Zhao Qi was full of surprise and frightened.
He was afraid that the cruel reality in front of him would be exposed, and that his heart, which seemed cold on the outside but was not strong, was broken and broken again.
Zhao Qi could only use his stubborn belief in Qi Baixue and forced himself to comfort himself by deceiving others, and immediately denied the facts that were happening in the hall of the bedroom.
Zhao Qi felt a little lucky in his heart, but suddenly, he was deeply hurt by the naked Jingmu King's voice and smelling smell of eating.
I heard the urn of Jingmu King in the bedroom, and his strange and unhappy tone, cursed: Damn, this hard-mouthed girl with long legs hates anyone who dares to touch her tender asshole the most? Why did the old man today also pull his big breasts on the bed, and his little asshole was fucked vigorously, but he didn't even have any trouble. He fucked her mother, and his breasts made him play hard. I really don't know if the coldness and arrogance he showed in front of me in the past few days were all pretending.
As the scolding fell, the old demon Chijiao smiled and said: Hi, Brother Jingmuwang, you don’t understand this. You have to pay attention to methods and skills when playing beautiful girls, especially those who are very self-respecting. You haven’t seen that our Master Bai Xue was just rubbing his socks and fucking his feet on the bed for a while. The tender pussy began to squeeze out water. You are not rushing to the chance now, so learn for a while?
I'm like a damn girl. No matter how pure and beautiful a girl is, she is not born to let men fuck her. Old oligarch, I just want to go to bed and fuck the hard-mouthed long-legged little girl with a slut
King Jingmu, who was covered in fat flesh, said angrily, and suddenly bent down, covering a thick and straightened penis with his hands, as if he was enduring an uncontrollable and intense pain under his crotch.
Zhao Qi, who was lying on the top of the palace, took this opportunity and his eyes passed over the fat back of King Jingmu, and landed on the cold bed with a pair of white breasts. He was tightly closing his beautiful eyes, Qi Baixue, who was hit by the fierce attack of the man behind him, was on the cold and delicate face of Qi Baixue, who was hit hard by the man behind him.
His Highness Bai Xue...
Zhao Qi suddenly saw Qi Baixue's naked buttocks kneeling on the bed, allowing the man behind him to press a pair of tender jade feet tightly with his lower abdomen, and inserted his buttocks and breasts to make a fuss. For a moment, the already tight chaotic thoughts in his mind cracked again, and he seemed to be hysterical again and thought in his mind: Is there really such a fairy in the lower world who is not contaminated with the mortal world in this world?
Zhao Qi's mind was in chaos. He really couldn't understand why all the things symbolizing beauty in this world were ruthlessly destroyed by a vulgar man?
This is the case with the beautiful fairy, the pure and flawless Yang Shenying, the temperament is the case with the calm and cold Qi Baixue, the same with the condition of the frost.
Is it because your heart is not tempered and strong enough?
Or is this the original appearance of everything in this world?
When Zhao Qi was in depression and silence in his heart, the scene of the collapse of Yu Ting that made him even more depressed and crazy, and his anger broke out again appeared in Zhao Qi's terrifying eyes that could not be rounded.
But Li Yanru, who was originally fucking Qi Baixue's tender asshole from behind, didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional in his heart. The hypocritical expression on his face was pretending to be sad suddenly smiled in a gloomy way, and his thin body suddenly stopped. His two dry hands all came out, holding Qi Baixue's two slender long legs and twisted slightly to the side, but she forced her delicate body, which was kneeling on the bed, and forced her to turn towards the standing direction of the two King Jingmu and the Old Demon of Chi Jiao.
At this time, the two of them had a very big change in their intercourse on the bed, from the previous dog-climbing kneeling posture to the current sitting and lying posture. The two of them had their chests covered with their chests and were tightly pressed on the bed together.
Qi Baixue's two proud breasts turned into an arc under the constant squeeze of Li Yanru's thin and thin breasts. Her two round and tight pieces were unable to help but be violently invaded by a thick and huge cock under Li Yanru's crotch, which was completely completely exposed, and the unreserved front was revealed in the greedy eyes of the few people in the hall.
Zhao Qi was at this time, and he was in a good position and had no need to stir up his eyes. He could easily see Qi Baixue's pink and cute little asshole that was deliberately opened by Li Yanru's two thin old hands. The juice flowed everywhere and was in a mess. There was a hideous huge cock full of brown spots inside, and it was irritating and angrily thrusting up and down.
The big brown dick was angrily thrust, and Qi Baixue's pink tender flesh was constantly being taken out and then deeply inserted into the depression. The crystal juice rolled out inward cannot be distinguished. Is it the semen juice that Li Yanru brought in or the honey juice that Qi Baixue secreted by herself.
When Li Yanru gave up a few pieces so much, his thin body trembled slightly, but finally raised his head and took a deep breath, tremblingly attached to Qi Baixue's delicate red ears and breathed in a deep voice: Your Highness... I am incompetent... I can't protect Your Highness's innocence. Now... I can't help it anymore, and I can only fuck all these dirty things into Your Highness's tender asshole...
Although Li Yanru was extremely patient in his speech, he could not hide the sage of pride in his words, as if he was telling Qi Baixue arrogantly that you, a noble girl who is not afraid to look directly at, is now up and ready to raise her butt. I will immediately fuck all the turbid and rich semen that had been stored for you for several months in the big egg bag openly into your little tender asshole.
Qi Baixue seemed to feel the long wish hidden behind Li Yanru's respectful words, and his long eyes closed trembled slightly. Although there was much resistance in his heart, Li Yanru's big cock kept inserting and slowly rushing into his pussy, he finally turned into a low moan and sang. The resistance of Yan Shuang, which came from the heart, disappeared quietly and quietly in the torrent of the passionate collision.
As Li Yanru's last words fell, his shriveled lips suddenly opened and he said
A slender and hoarse moaned, and his thin belly, tightly pressed against Qi Baixue's tender buttocks, and his entire huge penis was sank into Qi Baixue's cute asshole.
Immediately afterwards, I heard a low hum from Qi Baixue's beautiful red lips, and a stream of white and greasy turbid semen flowed out along Li Yanru's thick cock that was deeply inserted into Qi Baixue's tight and tender asshole.
In Zhao Qi's eyes that were full of regret and regret, Li Yanru reluctantly pulled out his thick and huge cock, but saw Qi Baixue's tender asshole that was stretched open by the huge cock, and a piece of white and turbid. On the pink and tender wall filled with thick essence, a box seemed to be still shrinking violently.
Fuck him, so slutty. Doesn’t Qi Baixue’s little pussy always claim to be cold and lofty and reserved? Now that the asshole is so beautiful, I have nothing to say about it?
But it was on the side that I had been watching indignantly, King Jingmu suddenly reached out and pushed Li Yanru who had just ejaculated, and cursed with a big mouth full of food: I've been fucking my asshole for so long, you little old man is so addicted to it now, I'm still holding a wave of evil fire that has not yet ejaculated. Let the old oligarch take over and let the young girl loosen her tender asshole on the bed
After saying that, he threw away his crotch and exposed his thick and long stem of steaming steaming below.
Hey, Brother Jingmu Wang, don’t be anxious. You and I should enjoy each other together at this moment.
The old demon Chi Jiao raised his head and laughed a long time, and also thrust his hard stick under his crotch. He straightened his pickpocket from behind. Qi Baixue's still erected white buttocks, and his hands slowly peeled off Qi Baixue's bright and shiny pink and delicate courtyard full of turbid white essence.
I'll kill you...
Zhao Qi, who was lying on the top of the palace, saw the old demon of the Red Dragon and the King of Jingmu, holding the big dick under his crotch, almost wanting to invade the beauty in his heart again. At this moment, he could no longer bear the irritable and violent killing mood. He immediately raised his hand to grab the branch, and he wanted to go crazy.
However, at this moment, a greasy and strange voice suddenly came into my mind and said: Good boy, whose ancestor did you think you want to kill?
The sound that appeared out of thin air in Zhao Qi's mind was so abrupt that before Zhao Qi could fully react, he felt a violent hurricane appearing on the back of his neck before he could fully react.
Under the strong crisis of death, Zhao Qi could no longer care about the misfortune that Qi Baixue was suffering in the bedroom. He immediately condensed his feet, and his feet were on the roof of the hall and walked up in the air. He jumped into the air and turned his body in a gorgeous way. He turned his arms in the void. The black hole was aimed at the direction of his back, trying to kill the person who suddenly invaded.
No matter how great your cultivation is in the temple, at such a close distance, I will definitely not be able to withstand the power of blocking steps in my hands.
Zhao Qi had experienced several extremely painful lessons when fighting with the peak force of this era. Therefore, facing the unknown attacker in the temple, he did not dare to be proud of his heart. A sharp murderous intent appeared in his deep tiger eyes. He just waited for the figure of the visitor to capture the figure of the visitor, and immediately pulled the trigger and launched the most deadly death strike at the visitor.
However, although Zhao Qi's decision-making idea is good, the development trajectory in reality seems to be completely unexpected.
When Zhao Qi was leaping in the air, he had not seen clearly where the figure of the person was hiding. Suddenly, he felt a violent tremor coming from behind his head, but a huge force with a whoosh sound came from his side.
Zhao Qi had no time to react in a hurry, and was suddenly staggered by a black shadow suddenly appearing beside him, and his body stumbled in the air. If Zhao Qi had not relied on the innocent power he had cultivated during this period, he tried his best to release it out of the eaves of his feet, trying to reduce the falling surging force, he was afraid that his body would immediately lose balance in the air and fell from the hall of the bedroom, which was more than seven or eight feet high.
Even so, Zhao Qi also had enough of all the true energy in his dantian, and his body retreated smoothly for more than ten feet, until he could barely stabilize his body shape when he was close to a corner of the wall at the top of the hall.
Who is hurting someone behind the scenes?
Zhao Qi's chest was undulating violently, and his eyes were cold and staring at the thin figure with a strange figure appearing on the top of the hall in front.
Zhao Qi stared at him tensely for a while, but after a while, he heard a sneer, and then a greasy and familiar voice floated over Zhao Qi's ears: Hehe, you good boy have practiced good kung fu these days. After eating a huge palm wind from my old man, he can still stand on this roof. It's not bad, he deserves to be the closed disciple I like.
Senior Shenxu?
Zhao Qi, who was leaning against a solid wall, was sweating like rain on his forehead. He held his hand tightly and snatched the stick. He looked at the funny old man who gradually showed a sloppy appearance, with a garlic nose, and was still holding half of a yellow mud roast chicken in his hand and chewing his head. He was shocked in his heart.
It should be known that Zhao Qi's mysterious skills have reached the extreme peak of the seventh level of magical power field at this time. Not to mention whether he is a powerful man in the temple, but at least he is a top power who can barely control the peak. But he doesn't know that he is facing this unpretentious and even extremely sloppy god in the temple.
The funny old man of the generation of the generation still couldn't stand his seemingly light and fluttering random blow
If the person in front of me did not spare any effort to attack me, how could I have my life?
Unconsciously, a drop of cold sweat slid down Zhao Qi's angular cheeks.
Zhao Qiqing knew clearly that the huge gap between him and the powerful people in the temple is now, so he did not dare to be arrogant at all. He quickly set up a snatch and stood up to salute the visitor respectfully and said: I don’t know what is the so-called thing for Senior Shenxu to come here at night? If you have instructions, you will definitely do your best.
You kid don't learn from the poor and poor people in the temple. You are so annoying that you are all chewy about writing all day long.
But the sloppy old Taoist Shenxu glanced at Zhao Qi, and blew his beard and stared at him in anger: Look at what you young man said, it's okay, I can't come to find you anymore
Don't dare, but according to the instructions of the senior
Zhao Qi's eyebrows and eyes were lowered, and he looked like he bowed and obedient. He said neither humble nor arrogantly.
Go and go, didn't you tell you about the poor scholars in Mo Xue Temple, and you don't play these things in front of me
While tearing the roast chicken, the old Taoist Shenxu said impatiently, and slowly walked to Zhao Qi: How about it, young master, you should have thought about these days. Tonight is just right, it’s better to choose a day than a day. Come on, come on, you should be my teacher now.
As he said that, he waved the dirty sleeves with only a piece of burnt sleeves, but he signaled Zhao Qi to come and kowtow to him immediately to give him a master to perform the tribute of the disciple.
The sloppy old Taoist Shenxu said this very domineeringly and he almost didn't give Zhao Qi any right to choose, just like Zhao Qi had the only way to choose from him anyway.
Zhao Qi frowned slightly when he heard this. Although he was very angry, he still looked respectful on his face. He bowed his hands and said: Senior Shenxu, I said before that, I have already had the precepts and Buddha masters, so I am afraid I cannot be respectful as my life.
Zhao Qi was concerned about the safety of the snow in the hall and did not want to have too much trouble with the sloppy old Taoist Shenxu for too long. Therefore, he directly brought out the name of the Buddha of the precepts at the beginning, trying to make the sloppy old Taoist Shenxu recognize the benefits and difficulties as if he had been the last time.
However, the sloppy old Taoist Shenxu did not show as panic as he imagined after hearing Zhao Qi's name of the Buddha of Precepts and shocked him. Instead, he still chewed the half of the yellow mud roast chicken in his hand. He looked at Zhao Qi with fearless look and curled his lips and said: Good boy, don't use the name of the old monster of the Precepts and Demon Sect to make people foolish people. I have thought about it for a long time. Even if the cultivation level of the Precepts and Demon Sect is high, it is impossible for you, to come out to suppress the hundred-year-old Dachanbao Temple and come here to find my old bad luck. Since you can't do anything to me, why should I be afraid of him? You young man, come and worship me as your teacher.
This old guy is obviously very old, how could he be so rogue...
Seeing that the sloppy old Taoist Shen Xuyan had already relied on him, he looked like you would never give up until you became a disciple, Zhao Qi felt funny and turned his mind sharply in his mind and said: Apart from using the sniper step in his hand, it is impossible to hit this old guy at such a close distance. I heard from Miss Pan'er that this half-crazy and half-crawled old guy always likes to compete for the most. Since that's the case, why should I provoke him again?
Zhao Qi had this idea in his mind, and immediately bowed to the sloppy old Taoist god and said: It is not impossible for the senior to insist on asking the junior to become a disciple, but there must be a condition before this.
Oh, what are the conditions? Tell me, the young man, please listen
Seeing that Zhao Qi was finally willing to accept his master, he was so happy that he scratched his head and quickly came into Zhao Qi's side and widened his eyes and urged him: You young man, please tell me, don't play the mystery, do you like a treasure from which family, or do you want to kill an old thing? Even if you say, today, I am here to make the decision for you, no matter what difficult things are, I will do it well for you.
As he said that, he rolled up his sleeves and blew his breath, as if he would do it as soon as Zhao Qi said something.
Although the sloppy old Taoist Shenxu jumped up and down, Zhao Qi was not in a hurry to speak and answer immediately. Instead, he looked at the sloppy old Taoist Shenxu for a long time, and then looked at the sloppy old Taoist Shenxu with his eyes. He looked at the sky with his eyes lightly and calmly and said: In fact, the conditions for me are simple. That is, senior, you go to the Great Master of the Great Buddha to compete with my teacher's precepts. If the old senior can defeat me, I will definitely bow my head and listen to you!
Zhao Qi's words were very straightforward, almost directly telling the sloppy old Taoist Shenxu, don't you claim to be very powerful?
Don't you claim to be omnipotent?
If you have the ability, go to Daxiongbao Temple to fight with the precepts Buddha. If you win, I will immediately accept you as your teacher.
Sure enough, Zhao Qi's words were extremely intimidating. After hearing this, the sloppy old Taoist Shenxu immediately wilted in the spot like the eggplant caused by frost.
Zhao Qi saw the sloppy old Taoist Shenxu's desolate expression, and felt a little lustful in his heart. He was about to express his words to comfort him, but unexpectedly, the sloppy old Taoist Shenxu suddenly jumped three feet high on the spot, and then he blew his beard and glared: Good boy, you are not willing to bully me, you know that the Demon Sect of the Precepts is not a good person, but he asked me to touch this bad point.
The sloppy old Taoist Shenxu said angrily, throwing half of the roast chicken in his hand on the ground, and scolded angrily: It doesn’t count, this condition doesn’t count, you can talk about the previous one, if I can’t do it, I will consciously...
The sloppy Taoist's illusion suddenly stopped halfway. Perhaps he suddenly realized the many inappropriate things in his words, but he was afraid that Zhao Qi would deliberately say something that he could not do, such as asking himself to kill his senior brother in the palm hall, or asking him to just commit suicide on the spot, so he immediately curled his lips and changed his mouth quickly: No, no matter what, it is my old man who is at a disadvantage, this is not enough. You kid, come with me, whether you are willing or not, you have to worship my old man as your teacher today, hum...
After saying that, he stepped forward and stretched out a dirty claw to capture Zhao Qi's chest and clothes.
Zhao Qi saw that the sloppy old Taoist Shenxu could not help himself in his words, so he simply relied on his powerful force to play a scoundrel in front of him. He was both angry and helpless, so he had to hold his arms tightly and said in a deep voice: Senior Shenxu, although I respect you, I must know that the principle of being a slutty melon is not sweet. If I don’t really want to worship you as my teacher, you will definitely not be able to solve the problem even if you use powerful means to threaten you.
The sloppy Taoist Shen Xu was stunned when he heard this, paused for a moment, nodded and said: Well, it’s true that you are just such a reason, but now time is tight, and I don’t have time to talk to you so much, so you should just follow me obediently...
As he was talking, he was about to pull Zhao Qi's collar with his hand, but suddenly his face changed. He seemed to notice something subtle. He turned his eyes and looked straight with one hand, turning his claws into palms, and gently patted Zhao Qi's chest: Young Master, I still have some urgent matters, so I won't play with you here. Remember to be a disciple in advance, I will come to find you again the next day.
The sloppy Taoist Shen Xu smiled and said with a smile. After Zhao Qi gently patted three times on his chest, he suddenly turned backwards and rose up. His body turned into a strange stream of light like a gyro, and quickly disappeared into the thick night of the Hanyu Palace.
What's wrong with this old guy? He said he wanted me to become a disciple now, and then he said what he was going to do about the next day?
Seeing that the sloppy old Taoist's words were uncontrollable, Zhao Qi's body disappeared after a few words. Although he was suspicious, he didn't think much about it. He was thinking about quickly returning to Qi Baixue's palace to stop the three priests who were both extremely ugly in their hearts and bodies from committing sexual misconduct to Qi Baixue. He clenched his fists and activated his mysterious skills. Just as he was about to make some moves, he suddenly shook his whole body and felt a strong and masculine aura that was extremely masculine and rushed towards his body.
Zhao Qi could clearly feel the oppression of this terrifying aura, and in terms of external leakage momentum, it even far exceeded the great deterrence brought to him by the sloppy old Taoist Shenxu just now.
This man's true power is so strong, maybe he has reached the realm of transformation. No wonder he was so anxious to escape before he finished speaking. Who is this man?
In this crisis involving life, Zhao Qi had no time to think about it again, and immediately grabbed the shoulder as fast as possible, aiming at the dark shadow in front of him, which was surrounded by a terrifying aura and quickly approaching. He only thought in his heart that if this person attacked him without saying anything, then in order to save his life, he would not care about the hidden power of the magic weapon. He had to use this g-22 blocking step to fight him to the death.
While Zhao Qi gathered his energy, he suddenly saw the black shadow flying into his sight. What caught his eye was a white-haired old man with evil spirits and hair and beards all over his hair and beards twisted.
The old man with white hair just saw Zhao Qi's figure, and then he roared in anger. He roared with his palm and rushed straight to Zhao Qi's face with a palm that carried the power of the sky.
Zhao Qi didn't wait for the white-haired old man to fall down his palm, and immediately pulled the trigger. He heard a sound of fire on the ground. The white-haired old man had not even seen Zhao Qi's true face clearly. The palm of his hair and most of his shoulder suddenly turned into a ball of flesh and blood, floating all over the sky on the top of the dark cold jade palace.
Huh?
The white-haired old man was almost despised by the magical weapon in Zhao Qi's hand. Zhao Qi was extremely domineering and immediately cried out with a painful cry and fell to the ground.
At this moment, Zhao Qi heard another surprising sound floating out from behind the white-haired old man.
At this moment, Zhao Qi gathered all his energy and focused on the enemy. When he heard the surprised sound suddenly appeared beside the old man with hair and beards. Although he had not yet figured out what the person who followed closely behind the old man with white hair was, Zhao Qi could determine by his intuition that his current body cultivation must reach the extreme level, and his cultivation strength was even more terrifying than the previous person.
In the dangerous environment full of dangers in the God King Palace, Zhao Qi did not dare to think too much. He just thought that this person was the enemy. He moved his hand and moved his hand to turn around and grab the branch as fast as possible. At the moment when he captured the breath of the man walking in, he immediately raised his hand and knocked and made a fierce robbery.
After hearing the snarling sound, a humming sound came from the direction of the dark night void. Then a fiery red arrow suddenly rose into the air. Suddenly, it turned into colorful and colorful fireworks and suddenly rose up in the dark void.
Oops, this robbery failed to take his life, but it coaxed him. After the robbery, the man actually sent fire to everyone in the God King Palace to warn him...
Zhao Qi knew the great power of the old magical powers in the God King Palace. Even if he had the magical step in his hand, he would not dare to stop here. He immediately held the G-22 blocking step in his hand, and his feet were domineering and vigorous, jumped off the wall of the bedroom, bowed his body, and tiptoed on a cat step, and rushed towards the secluded direction outside the Hanyu Palace.
With Zhao Qi's eyesight, he could only look at the large turbid white mucus liquid covered with it, and he could guess in his heart how much thick semen had the cold beauty who had worn this pair of black silk stockings been shot on by someone with these two delicate feet.
As soon as he thought of this, Zhao Qi felt extremely distressed, guilty and disgusted, and he wanted to give up everything immediately, and robbed him up and killed all the shameless and despicable despicable things.
Didn’t the hypocritical old liar who had been pretending to not dare to touch His Highness Bai Xue’s skin before, and just let His Highness Bai Xue wear gauze stockings for these guys to play on the bed? Why is it only so long now? He let the ugly ghost short and fat King Jingmu peel a pair of socks directly, capturing His Highness Bai Xue’s pair of tender feet nakedly placed under his crotch and fucked them freely...
With a burst of extreme anger, Zhao Qi instantly had another beautiful thought that began to spread wildly in his mind.
The ugly monster killed this day must be very happy. I just cummed with a pair of slender and tender feet wearing black stockings. Now I peeled the socks and went straight to enjoy His Highness Baixue's delicate feet. I really don't know how many generations of virtue these old and ugly ghosts have accumulated in their previous life to have such honor...
Zhao Qi was imagining in his mind, staring blankly at the explosive and obscene scene that was happening on the cold bed, and for a moment he was a little confused.
Just at this moment, King Jingmu, who was raising his fat butt, suddenly clamped his legs, roared with a thrust, and poured a large stream of hot and thick semen into Qi Baixue's two crystal clear and delicate feet. He immediately patted his fat belly and said happily: Chijiao Old Qingsie, indeed, Master Li's method of playing well is good, it's so fucking exciting.
Nowadays, Qi Baixue's cold and aloofness has been completely destroyed. The old demon of the Red Dragon beside him was too lazy to speak for Li Yanru to cover up. He turned his eyes and showed his two cold and vertical eyes. He smiled in a silence: OK OK, Brother Jingmuwang, you have enough fun this time. You just asked His Highness Baixue to ejaculate on the bed wearing embroidered shoes and socks. Now he stripped his socks and got two more hairs. It's time to release it and move some places for our Grand Secretary Li to come out. Look at how strong our Grand Secretary Li is. After being inserted for so long, His Grand Secretary Baixue's tender asshole has not ejaculated once.
What... His Highness Bai Xue really made that hypocritical old man succeed... let him get his little asshole in his pocket...?
The bad news came, and Zhao Qi was so shocked that he shivered all over his body, and almost didn't scream.
Zhao Qi is now living on the top of the hall, with limited directions for movement. In addition, his dizziness in his mind has not subsided, and he is anxious to see the situation on the cold bed in front of the two people. He can only see some slim scenes through the small gap between the two demons standing side by side.
In the shock of thunder, Zhao Qi immediately concentrated his mind and used his twelve points of his eyes to look at the broadside of his bedroom.
But look at this time, between the small gap between the old demon of the Red Dragon and the King of Jingmu, two huge and tightly erected Yu Bai Fengxiu, collide with some unknown rhythmic force, and trembled up and down and threw away.
Perhaps Zhao Qi had been infatuated for a long time before, and had not yet completely woken up from the stunning impact of the demon. Seeing the pair of tender white plump in the gap, he was stunned and murmured in his heart: This is...
Just as he was slightly stunned, he suddenly saw two thin palms covered with black brown spots in the gap suddenly stretched out from the two huge balls that were thrown away by force, and grabbed them from bottom to top.
The two yellowed and thin knuckles tightly clamped the small and charming little bit in the middle of Feng Ting, and kept teasing the two firm red cherry blossoms on it with cleverness.
This... this is His Highness Bai Xue's big white breasts... Didn't that shameless old man said he would not dare to touch His Highness Bai Xue's holy body before, but how dare he reach out to get it...
At this moment, Zhao Qi's mind was not awake anymore, and he was ignorant. After seeing the explosive scene of Li Yanru's vigorous breast pulling, he opened his eyes wide and completely recalled.
No...No... Your Highness Bai Xue must have his own reserve even if he has no choice but to take the ordination... This person... well... it shouldn't be Your Highness Bai Xue...
Zhao Qi was full of surprise and frightened.
He was afraid that the cruel reality in front of him would be exposed, and that his heart, which seemed cold on the outside but was not strong, was broken and broken again.
Zhao Qi could only use his stubborn belief in Qi Baixue and forced himself to comfort himself by deceiving others, and immediately denied the facts that were happening in the hall of the bedroom.
Zhao Qi felt a little lucky in his heart, but suddenly, he was deeply hurt by the naked Jingmu King's voice and smelling smell of eating.
I heard the urn of Jingmu King in the bedroom, and his strange and unhappy tone, cursed: Damn, this hard-mouthed girl with long legs hates anyone who dares to touch her tender asshole the most? Why did the old man today also pull his big breasts on the bed, and his little asshole was fucked vigorously, but he didn't even have any trouble. He fucked her mother, and his breasts made him play hard. I really don't know if the coldness and arrogance he showed in front of me in the past few days were all pretending.
As the scolding fell, the old demon Chijiao smiled and said: Hi, Brother Jingmuwang, you don’t understand this. You have to pay attention to methods and skills when playing beautiful girls, especially those who are very self-respecting. You haven’t seen that our Master Bai Xue was just rubbing his socks and fucking his feet on the bed for a while. The tender pussy began to squeeze out water. You are not rushing to the chance now, so learn for a while?
I'm like a damn girl. No matter how pure and beautiful a girl is, she is not born to let men fuck her. Old oligarch, I just want to go to bed and fuck the hard-mouthed long-legged little girl with a slut
King Jingmu, who was covered in fat flesh, said angrily, and suddenly bent down, covering a thick and straightened penis with his hands, as if he was enduring an uncontrollable and intense pain under his crotch.
Zhao Qi, who was lying on the top of the palace, took this opportunity and his eyes passed over the fat back of King Jingmu, and landed on the cold bed with a pair of white breasts. He was tightly closing his beautiful eyes, Qi Baixue, who was hit by the fierce attack of the man behind him, was on the cold and delicate face of Qi Baixue, who was hit hard by the man behind him.
His Highness Bai Xue...
Zhao Qi suddenly saw Qi Baixue's naked buttocks kneeling on the bed, allowing the man behind him to press a pair of tender jade feet tightly with his lower abdomen, and inserted his buttocks and breasts to make a fuss. For a moment, the already tight chaotic thoughts in his mind cracked again, and he seemed to be hysterical again and thought in his mind: Is there really such a fairy in the lower world who is not contaminated with the mortal world in this world?
Zhao Qi's mind was in chaos. He really couldn't understand why all the things symbolizing beauty in this world were ruthlessly destroyed by a vulgar man?
This is the case with the beautiful fairy, the pure and flawless Yang Shenying, the temperament is the case with the calm and cold Qi Baixue, the same with the condition of the frost.
Is it because your heart is not tempered and strong enough?
Or is this the original appearance of everything in this world?
When Zhao Qi was in depression and silence in his heart, the scene of the collapse of Yu Ting that made him even more depressed and crazy, and his anger broke out again appeared in Zhao Qi's terrifying eyes that could not be rounded.
But Li Yanru, who was originally fucking Qi Baixue's tender asshole from behind, didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional in his heart. The hypocritical expression on his face was pretending to be sad suddenly smiled in a gloomy way, and his thin body suddenly stopped. His two dry hands all came out, holding Qi Baixue's two slender long legs and twisted slightly to the side, but she forced her delicate body, which was kneeling on the bed, and forced her to turn towards the standing direction of the two King Jingmu and the Old Demon of Chi Jiao.
At this time, the two of them had a very big change in their intercourse on the bed, from the previous dog-climbing kneeling posture to the current sitting and lying posture. The two of them had their chests covered with their chests and were tightly pressed on the bed together.
Qi Baixue's two proud breasts turned into an arc under the constant squeeze of Li Yanru's thin and thin breasts. Her two round and tight pieces were unable to help but be violently invaded by a thick and huge cock under Li Yanru's crotch, which was completely completely exposed, and the unreserved front was revealed in the greedy eyes of the few people in the hall.
Zhao Qi was at this time, and he was in a good position and had no need to stir up his eyes. He could easily see Qi Baixue's pink and cute little asshole that was deliberately opened by Li Yanru's two thin old hands. The juice flowed everywhere and was in a mess. There was a hideous huge cock full of brown spots inside, and it was irritating and angrily thrusting up and down.
The big brown dick was angrily thrust, and Qi Baixue's pink tender flesh was constantly being taken out and then deeply inserted into the depression. The crystal juice rolled out inward cannot be distinguished. Is it the semen juice that Li Yanru brought in or the honey juice that Qi Baixue secreted by herself.
When Li Yanru gave up a few pieces so much, his thin body trembled slightly, but finally raised his head and took a deep breath, tremblingly attached to Qi Baixue's delicate red ears and breathed in a deep voice: Your Highness... I am incompetent... I can't protect Your Highness's innocence. Now... I can't help it anymore, and I can only fuck all these dirty things into Your Highness's tender asshole...
Although Li Yanru was extremely patient in his speech, he could not hide the sage of pride in his words, as if he was telling Qi Baixue arrogantly that you, a noble girl who is not afraid to look directly at, is now up and ready to raise her butt. I will immediately fuck all the turbid and rich semen that had been stored for you for several months in the big egg bag openly into your little tender asshole.
Qi Baixue seemed to feel the long wish hidden behind Li Yanru's respectful words, and his long eyes closed trembled slightly. Although there was much resistance in his heart, Li Yanru's big cock kept inserting and slowly rushing into his pussy, he finally turned into a low moan and sang. The resistance of Yan Shuang, which came from the heart, disappeared quietly and quietly in the torrent of the passionate collision.
As Li Yanru's last words fell, his shriveled lips suddenly opened and he said
A slender and hoarse moaned, and his thin belly, tightly pressed against Qi Baixue's tender buttocks, and his entire huge penis was sank into Qi Baixue's cute asshole.
Immediately afterwards, I heard a low hum from Qi Baixue's beautiful red lips, and a stream of white and greasy turbid semen flowed out along Li Yanru's thick cock that was deeply inserted into Qi Baixue's tight and tender asshole.
In Zhao Qi's eyes that were full of regret and regret, Li Yanru reluctantly pulled out his thick and huge cock, but saw Qi Baixue's tender asshole that was stretched open by the huge cock, and a piece of white and turbid. On the pink and tender wall filled with thick essence, a box seemed to be still shrinking violently.
Fuck him, so slutty. Doesn’t Qi Baixue’s little pussy always claim to be cold and lofty and reserved? Now that the asshole is so beautiful, I have nothing to say about it?
But it was on the side that I had been watching indignantly, King Jingmu suddenly reached out and pushed Li Yanru who had just ejaculated, and cursed with a big mouth full of food: I've been fucking my asshole for so long, you little old man is so addicted to it now, I'm still holding a wave of evil fire that has not yet ejaculated. Let the old oligarch take over and let the young girl loosen her tender asshole on the bed
After saying that, he threw away his crotch and exposed his thick and long stem of steaming steaming below.
Hey, Brother Jingmu Wang, don’t be anxious. You and I should enjoy each other together at this moment.
The old demon Chi Jiao raised his head and laughed a long time, and also thrust his hard stick under his crotch. He straightened his pickpocket from behind. Qi Baixue's still erected white buttocks, and his hands slowly peeled off Qi Baixue's bright and shiny pink and delicate courtyard full of turbid white essence.
I'll kill you...
Zhao Qi, who was lying on the top of the palace, saw the old demon of the Red Dragon and the King of Jingmu, holding the big dick under his crotch, almost wanting to invade the beauty in his heart again. At this moment, he could no longer bear the irritable and violent killing mood. He immediately raised his hand to grab the branch, and he wanted to go crazy.
However, at this moment, a greasy and strange voice suddenly came into my mind and said: Good boy, whose ancestor did you think you want to kill?
The sound that appeared out of thin air in Zhao Qi's mind was so abrupt that before Zhao Qi could fully react, he felt a violent hurricane appearing on the back of his neck before he could fully react.
Under the strong crisis of death, Zhao Qi could no longer care about the misfortune that Qi Baixue was suffering in the bedroom. He immediately condensed his feet, and his feet were on the roof of the hall and walked up in the air. He jumped into the air and turned his body in a gorgeous way. He turned his arms in the void. The black hole was aimed at the direction of his back, trying to kill the person who suddenly invaded.
No matter how great your cultivation is in the temple, at such a close distance, I will definitely not be able to withstand the power of blocking steps in my hands.
Zhao Qi had experienced several extremely painful lessons when fighting with the peak force of this era. Therefore, facing the unknown attacker in the temple, he did not dare to be proud of his heart. A sharp murderous intent appeared in his deep tiger eyes. He just waited for the figure of the visitor to capture the figure of the visitor, and immediately pulled the trigger and launched the most deadly death strike at the visitor.
However, although Zhao Qi's decision-making idea is good, the development trajectory in reality seems to be completely unexpected.
When Zhao Qi was leaping in the air, he had not seen clearly where the figure of the person was hiding. Suddenly, he felt a violent tremor coming from behind his head, but a huge force with a whoosh sound came from his side.
Zhao Qi had no time to react in a hurry, and was suddenly staggered by a black shadow suddenly appearing beside him, and his body stumbled in the air. If Zhao Qi had not relied on the innocent power he had cultivated during this period, he tried his best to release it out of the eaves of his feet, trying to reduce the falling surging force, he was afraid that his body would immediately lose balance in the air and fell from the hall of the bedroom, which was more than seven or eight feet high.
Even so, Zhao Qi also had enough of all the true energy in his dantian, and his body retreated smoothly for more than ten feet, until he could barely stabilize his body shape when he was close to a corner of the wall at the top of the hall.
Who is hurting someone behind the scenes?
Zhao Qi's chest was undulating violently, and his eyes were cold and staring at the thin figure with a strange figure appearing on the top of the hall in front.
Zhao Qi stared at him tensely for a while, but after a while, he heard a sneer, and then a greasy and familiar voice floated over Zhao Qi's ears: Hehe, you good boy have practiced good kung fu these days. After eating a huge palm wind from my old man, he can still stand on this roof. It's not bad, he deserves to be the closed disciple I like.
Senior Shenxu?
Zhao Qi, who was leaning against a solid wall, was sweating like rain on his forehead. He held his hand tightly and snatched the stick. He looked at the funny old man who gradually showed a sloppy appearance, with a garlic nose, and was still holding half of a yellow mud roast chicken in his hand and chewing his head. He was shocked in his heart.
It should be known that Zhao Qi's mysterious skills have reached the extreme peak of the seventh level of magical power field at this time. Not to mention whether he is a powerful man in the temple, but at least he is a top power who can barely control the peak. But he doesn't know that he is facing this unpretentious and even extremely sloppy god in the temple.
The funny old man of the generation of the generation still couldn't stand his seemingly light and fluttering random blow
If the person in front of me did not spare any effort to attack me, how could I have my life?
Unconsciously, a drop of cold sweat slid down Zhao Qi's angular cheeks.
Zhao Qiqing knew clearly that the huge gap between him and the powerful people in the temple is now, so he did not dare to be arrogant at all. He quickly set up a snatch and stood up to salute the visitor respectfully and said: I don’t know what is the so-called thing for Senior Shenxu to come here at night? If you have instructions, you will definitely do your best.
You kid don't learn from the poor and poor people in the temple. You are so annoying that you are all chewy about writing all day long.
But the sloppy old Taoist Shenxu glanced at Zhao Qi, and blew his beard and stared at him in anger: Look at what you young man said, it's okay, I can't come to find you anymore
Don't dare, but according to the instructions of the senior
Zhao Qi's eyebrows and eyes were lowered, and he looked like he bowed and obedient. He said neither humble nor arrogantly.
Go and go, didn't you tell you about the poor scholars in Mo Xue Temple, and you don't play these things in front of me
While tearing the roast chicken, the old Taoist Shenxu said impatiently, and slowly walked to Zhao Qi: How about it, young master, you should have thought about these days. Tonight is just right, it’s better to choose a day than a day. Come on, come on, you should be my teacher now.
As he said that, he waved the dirty sleeves with only a piece of burnt sleeves, but he signaled Zhao Qi to come and kowtow to him immediately to give him a master to perform the tribute of the disciple.
The sloppy old Taoist Shenxu said this very domineeringly and he almost didn't give Zhao Qi any right to choose, just like Zhao Qi had the only way to choose from him anyway.
Zhao Qi frowned slightly when he heard this. Although he was very angry, he still looked respectful on his face. He bowed his hands and said: Senior Shenxu, I said before that, I have already had the precepts and Buddha masters, so I am afraid I cannot be respectful as my life.
Zhao Qi was concerned about the safety of the snow in the hall and did not want to have too much trouble with the sloppy old Taoist Shenxu for too long. Therefore, he directly brought out the name of the Buddha of the precepts at the beginning, trying to make the sloppy old Taoist Shenxu recognize the benefits and difficulties as if he had been the last time.
However, the sloppy old Taoist Shenxu did not show as panic as he imagined after hearing Zhao Qi's name of the Buddha of Precepts and shocked him. Instead, he still chewed the half of the yellow mud roast chicken in his hand. He looked at Zhao Qi with fearless look and curled his lips and said: Good boy, don't use the name of the old monster of the Precepts and Demon Sect to make people foolish people. I have thought about it for a long time. Even if the cultivation level of the Precepts and Demon Sect is high, it is impossible for you, to come out to suppress the hundred-year-old Dachanbao Temple and come here to find my old bad luck. Since you can't do anything to me, why should I be afraid of him? You young man, come and worship me as your teacher.
This old guy is obviously very old, how could he be so rogue...
Seeing that the sloppy old Taoist Shen Xuyan had already relied on him, he looked like you would never give up until you became a disciple, Zhao Qi felt funny and turned his mind sharply in his mind and said: Apart from using the sniper step in his hand, it is impossible to hit this old guy at such a close distance. I heard from Miss Pan'er that this half-crazy and half-crawled old guy always likes to compete for the most. Since that's the case, why should I provoke him again?
Zhao Qi had this idea in his mind, and immediately bowed to the sloppy old Taoist god and said: It is not impossible for the senior to insist on asking the junior to become a disciple, but there must be a condition before this.
Oh, what are the conditions? Tell me, the young man, please listen
Seeing that Zhao Qi was finally willing to accept his master, he was so happy that he scratched his head and quickly came into Zhao Qi's side and widened his eyes and urged him: You young man, please tell me, don't play the mystery, do you like a treasure from which family, or do you want to kill an old thing? Even if you say, today, I am here to make the decision for you, no matter what difficult things are, I will do it well for you.
As he said that, he rolled up his sleeves and blew his breath, as if he would do it as soon as Zhao Qi said something.
Although the sloppy old Taoist Shenxu jumped up and down, Zhao Qi was not in a hurry to speak and answer immediately. Instead, he looked at the sloppy old Taoist Shenxu for a long time, and then looked at the sloppy old Taoist Shenxu with his eyes. He looked at the sky with his eyes lightly and calmly and said: In fact, the conditions for me are simple. That is, senior, you go to the Great Master of the Great Buddha to compete with my teacher's precepts. If the old senior can defeat me, I will definitely bow my head and listen to you!
Zhao Qi's words were very straightforward, almost directly telling the sloppy old Taoist Shenxu, don't you claim to be very powerful?
Don't you claim to be omnipotent?
If you have the ability, go to Daxiongbao Temple to fight with the precepts Buddha. If you win, I will immediately accept you as your teacher.
Sure enough, Zhao Qi's words were extremely intimidating. After hearing this, the sloppy old Taoist Shenxu immediately wilted in the spot like the eggplant caused by frost.
Zhao Qi saw the sloppy old Taoist Shenxu's desolate expression, and felt a little lustful in his heart. He was about to express his words to comfort him, but unexpectedly, the sloppy old Taoist Shenxu suddenly jumped three feet high on the spot, and then he blew his beard and glared: Good boy, you are not willing to bully me, you know that the Demon Sect of the Precepts is not a good person, but he asked me to touch this bad point.
The sloppy old Taoist Shenxu said angrily, throwing half of the roast chicken in his hand on the ground, and scolded angrily: It doesn’t count, this condition doesn’t count, you can talk about the previous one, if I can’t do it, I will consciously...
The sloppy Taoist's illusion suddenly stopped halfway. Perhaps he suddenly realized the many inappropriate things in his words, but he was afraid that Zhao Qi would deliberately say something that he could not do, such as asking himself to kill his senior brother in the palm hall, or asking him to just commit suicide on the spot, so he immediately curled his lips and changed his mouth quickly: No, no matter what, it is my old man who is at a disadvantage, this is not enough. You kid, come with me, whether you are willing or not, you have to worship my old man as your teacher today, hum...
After saying that, he stepped forward and stretched out a dirty claw to capture Zhao Qi's chest and clothes.
Zhao Qi saw that the sloppy old Taoist Shenxu could not help himself in his words, so he simply relied on his powerful force to play a scoundrel in front of him. He was both angry and helpless, so he had to hold his arms tightly and said in a deep voice: Senior Shenxu, although I respect you, I must know that the principle of being a slutty melon is not sweet. If I don’t really want to worship you as my teacher, you will definitely not be able to solve the problem even if you use powerful means to threaten you.
The sloppy Taoist Shen Xu was stunned when he heard this, paused for a moment, nodded and said: Well, it’s true that you are just such a reason, but now time is tight, and I don’t have time to talk to you so much, so you should just follow me obediently...
As he was talking, he was about to pull Zhao Qi's collar with his hand, but suddenly his face changed. He seemed to notice something subtle. He turned his eyes and looked straight with one hand, turning his claws into palms, and gently patted Zhao Qi's chest: Young Master, I still have some urgent matters, so I won't play with you here. Remember to be a disciple in advance, I will come to find you again the next day.
The sloppy Taoist Shen Xu smiled and said with a smile. After Zhao Qi gently patted three times on his chest, he suddenly turned backwards and rose up. His body turned into a strange stream of light like a gyro, and quickly disappeared into the thick night of the Hanyu Palace.
What's wrong with this old guy? He said he wanted me to become a disciple now, and then he said what he was going to do about the next day?
Seeing that the sloppy old Taoist's words were uncontrollable, Zhao Qi's body disappeared after a few words. Although he was suspicious, he didn't think much about it. He was thinking about quickly returning to Qi Baixue's palace to stop the three priests who were both extremely ugly in their hearts and bodies from committing sexual misconduct to Qi Baixue. He clenched his fists and activated his mysterious skills. Just as he was about to make some moves, he suddenly shook his whole body and felt a strong and masculine aura that was extremely masculine and rushed towards his body.
Zhao Qi could clearly feel the oppression of this terrifying aura, and in terms of external leakage momentum, it even far exceeded the great deterrence brought to him by the sloppy old Taoist Shenxu just now.
This man's true power is so strong, maybe he has reached the realm of transformation. No wonder he was so anxious to escape before he finished speaking. Who is this man?
In this crisis involving life, Zhao Qi had no time to think about it again, and immediately grabbed the shoulder as fast as possible, aiming at the dark shadow in front of him, which was surrounded by a terrifying aura and quickly approaching. He only thought in his heart that if this person attacked him without saying anything, then in order to save his life, he would not care about the hidden power of the magic weapon. He had to use this g-22 blocking step to fight him to the death.
While Zhao Qi gathered his energy, he suddenly saw the black shadow flying into his sight. What caught his eye was a white-haired old man with evil spirits and hair and beards all over his hair and beards twisted.
The old man with white hair just saw Zhao Qi's figure, and then he roared in anger. He roared with his palm and rushed straight to Zhao Qi's face with a palm that carried the power of the sky.
Zhao Qi didn't wait for the white-haired old man to fall down his palm, and immediately pulled the trigger. He heard a sound of fire on the ground. The white-haired old man had not even seen Zhao Qi's true face clearly. The palm of his hair and most of his shoulder suddenly turned into a ball of flesh and blood, floating all over the sky on the top of the dark cold jade palace.
Huh?
The white-haired old man was almost despised by the magical weapon in Zhao Qi's hand. Zhao Qi was extremely domineering and immediately cried out with a painful cry and fell to the ground.
At this moment, Zhao Qi heard another surprising sound floating out from behind the white-haired old man.
At this moment, Zhao Qi gathered all his energy and focused on the enemy. When he heard the surprised sound suddenly appeared beside the old man with hair and beards. Although he had not yet figured out what the person who followed closely behind the old man with white hair was, Zhao Qi could determine by his intuition that his current body cultivation must reach the extreme level, and his cultivation strength was even more terrifying than the previous person.
In the dangerous environment full of dangers in the God King Palace, Zhao Qi did not dare to think too much. He just thought that this person was the enemy. He moved his hand and moved his hand to turn around and grab the branch as fast as possible. At the moment when he captured the breath of the man walking in, he immediately raised his hand and knocked and made a fierce robbery.
After hearing the snarling sound, a humming sound came from the direction of the dark night void. Then a fiery red arrow suddenly rose into the air. Suddenly, it turned into colorful and colorful fireworks and suddenly rose up in the dark void.
Oops, this robbery failed to take his life, but it coaxed him. After the robbery, the man actually sent fire to everyone in the God King Palace to warn him...
Zhao Qi knew the great power of the old magical powers in the God King Palace. Even if he had the magical step in his hand, he would not dare to stop here. He immediately held the G-22 blocking step in his hand, and his feet were domineering and vigorous, jumped off the wall of the bedroom, bowed his body, and tiptoed on a cat step, and rushed towards the secluded direction outside the Hanyu Palace.
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