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A few crisp knocks on the door sounded, Xiaoyuan, it's time to come out for dinner.
Mo Qianyuan and Liu Shengxiang practiced together until sunset. They calmed down when they heard the coming sound. They stopped their hands and slowly opened their eyes.
Liu Shengxiang looked at the sunset outside the window. It was already this time, and the time for dual cultivation passed so quickly.
Mo Qianyuan got out of the bed, twisted his muscles and bones, feeling unconscious. If Yang Jiu hadn't called him, the two of them would have been able to practice both day and night.
Then he raised his energy and swung his palm. Although he had no power at all, he could feel a trace of spiritual power surging in his body.
Uncle Yangjiu, Brother Qianyuan, Xiang'er is gone.Liu Shengxiang and Mo Qianyuan left the house together, and after saying goodbye, they left alone.
Yang Jiu, Mo Qianyuan's adoptive father, is in his forties, has a round face and a slightly fat person, is loyal and honest, in the middle stage of foundation building, and is the second-level second-level Yangyuan level. He used to be Mo Ankong's housekeeper. When Mo Qianyuan's mother also left, he adopted Mo Qianyuan and has been taking care of him as his biological son for more than ten years.
Yang Jiu and Mo Qianyuan chatted and walked while Yang Jiu smiled and said: Xiaoyuan, how do you feel when you are the first dual cultivation?
Mo Qianyuan replied: Not bad, I felt a trace of spiritual power in my body. I don’t want to eat anymore, and I still want to continue practicing.
It would be fine if you don’t eat. Uncle has prepared a table of delicious food for you.Today your Tian-level Yang Yuan shines, and no one in the Xuanyu Sect dares to underestimate you again.
Ah, Uncle has been in a mess of spirit stones again, Aunt Xiao will not be angry.
It's okay, she can only say a few words at most.
As the two chatted, they walked into a simply furnished hall with an Eight Immortals table, with more than ten butterflies on the table.
A woman with a dignified appearance and thirty-year-old sitting at the table dignifiedly, with her hair bun tied up behind her head, with small flowers dotted on one side, her bangs slanted to cover her thin eyebrows, her temples drooped wavy hair, and her peach lips and almond eyes, and her sharp pretty face. Her delicate face looks like a virtuous and gentle young woman.
She was wearing a water-blue double-breasted tunic skirt, with a strapless breast embroidered with pink crabapple, a silk ribbon tied with a waist, and a soft gauze under the skirt was hazy. She held the water gauze cloud sleeves with one hand, and picked up chopsticks with the other hand, slightly raised orchid fingers, picked up small pieces of vegetable leaves from the plate and put them in a rosy mouth, chewing them carefully, and the movements were very gentle and elegant. You could tell at a glance that they were born in a well-educated wealthy family.
But her breasts were particularly eye-catching, and her breasts were covered with round and fat breasts. When she sat at the table to pick up food, her breasts were hanging from the table to rub against each other. Even her own thoughts were very inconvenient, so she supported her breasts with her elbows from time to time.
Mo Qianyuan saluted the beautiful young woman and called out: Aunt Xiao.
Lan Tingxiao, in the early stage of foundation building, is the middle class of Yinyuan third-level. Yang Jiu's wife is Mo Qianyuan's adoptive mother. However, her beauty is more than enough to match Yang Jiu, which makes people never imagine that the two of them are actually a couple.
She was originally the daughter of the leader of Yunqing Sect. When Yunqing Sect got married to the Xuanyu Sect, she married Yang Jiu, the manager of Mo Ankong.
Lan Tingxiao didn't even look at Mo Qianyuan, with a cold expression and picking up food and eating it.
Yang Jiu pulled Mo Qianyuan to sit down. He didn't need so many rules for his family, come and sit down.
Mo Qianyuan has long been used to Lan Tingxiao's attitude towards him. She has lived together for many years and will not feel resentful. She still thinks she is the closest person she is.
Lan Tingxiao said coldly: Did you hear that you were a Tian-level Yangyuan today?
Yes, Aunt Xiao, please see.As he said that, Mo Qianyuan stood up and stretched out his palm to hook Yue to show her.
Lan Tingxiao didn't want to see it, but she couldn't help but glance at it and said calmly: You are now an adult and have entered the path of immortal cultivation. You should take care of yourself. Go to Buxing Valley more in the future, hunt a few monsters, and use some materials to exchange for spirit stones.
Mo Qianyuan smiled and said: I understand, thank you Aunt Xiao for your advice.
This is not a point of guidance. It is obvious that I don’t want to care about Mo Qianyuan. In fact, Mo Qianyuan has been doing some casual work outside in recent years, so Yang Jiu knows this.
However, Lan Tingxiao is like a lady waiting to marry, only caring about beauty and not caring about anything else, while the honest and honest Yang Jiu sat aside and did not dare to say anything.
Lan Tingxiao put down the chopsticks, gently taped the oily red lips with a silk cutlery, and then got up. I was full and remember to clean up the dishes.With a wave of his sleeve, he twisted his hips and walked gracefully into the room.
After Lan Tingxiao walked away, Houyang Jiu dared to speak: Come on, Xiaoyuan, why are you eating?
The two of them drank and talked happily. Yang Jiu told them about his past experience of cultivating immortals back then. He was so glorious when he followed his father Mo Ankong. It was no wonder that if Mo Ankong did not die, the leader of the Xuanyu Sect would not be Liu Ruomei's turn.
Mo Qianyuan also became popular today. He drank until the night of the night. Then he shook his steps and walked into his house in a daze.
As soon as I opened the door, I suddenly smelled a scent of fragrance. I couldn't help but take a deep breath against the door, my eyes half-hung, and I said drunk: Where is the smell of wine floating, I, Mo Qianyuan, can continue to drink it.
Mo Qianyuan walked with a tilted tilt and fell to the wall. A beautiful woman in red dress was standing in the house, but Mo Qianyuan turned a blind eye. After fumbled to the bed, she leaned her head and fell into unconsciousness.
Under the moonlight, the beautiful woman's red gauze half covered her pretty face, her long eyelashes blinked gently, and her beautiful peach blossom eyes glanced at Mo Qianyuan who could not get up from bed. This person was Mo Qianyuan's biological mother Gu Qingxian.
She wore high-heeled boots with a fallen flower gauze mesh, and her plump and convex figure moved leisurely. The heels moved step by step, the red sleeves were swung lightly, and the doors and windows were closed tightly in an instant.
The round buttocks of the bright red satin skirt were tightly wrapped around her round buttocks, sitting at Mo Qianyuan's bed, looking at his biological son whom he had not seen for many years. Seeing that he was strong and heroic, he couldn't help but feel pity. He stretched out his tender and tender horn to touch his face, but his fate was so good that he gave up. He had not fulfilled his mother's responsibilities for many years and wanted to suck him away tonight. Why bother pretending to be a virtuous and kind mother? It would only make me feel even more guilty. His jade hand fell on Mo Qianyuan's chest.
Mo Qianyuan was wearing a white brocade robe with three buckles on his chest.
Gu Qingxian's Mohong's fingertips unbuttoned the buckles one by one. When she opened her chest and saw her son's strong chest, she couldn't help but feel throbbing and her hands trembled slightly. I remember that she had this feeling with her senior brother Hua Yifeng back then, and she was in love with her biological son for a while.
Gu Qingxian was so embarrassed that his ears were red and his face was red. He bit his rosy red lips and his plump body lying beside Mo Qianyuan. His gourd-shaped buttocks were raised high, and his tight and plump breasts almost touched his arms. His jade fingers twisted his waist and pulled them away gently. He immediately saw his son's naked upper body, his graceful muscles were exposed in front of him. One point would appear strong, and one point would appear flat and thin. His eight-pack abs were faintly visible, and his lines were as if they were carefully carved by natural craftsmanship.
What Gu Qing saw in fairy eyes and mouth and nose were all the male hormones emitted by his son. He suddenly felt dry mouth, rapid breathing, and his heartbeat.
Unconsciously, the jade hand had penetrated into the man's abdomen and took off his lower body's trousers. Seeing the fluffy pubic hair between his crotch, a black and weak penis hung down. He couldn't help but pursed his lips and moisturized his lips and swallowed a touch of saliva.
If he wanted to suck the man Yang Yuan, he had to make him erect first. He stretched out his jade hand and trembled into Mo Qianyuan's crotch. The tip of the black red nails slid across the man's thighs, grabbed the two soft bags of scrotum, and gently pinched his five fingers and rubbed them slowly.
Mo Qianyuan felt relieved all over. He was drunk and thought he had fallen into a dream and didn't want to wake up for a moment.
The 18-year-old young man is in a strong sexual desire. He has had nocturnal emissions at many nights. Every time he can immerse himself in his dream and have fun with the woman, but he can't tell the woman's appearance.
Perhaps because of drunkenness, the penis was unable to get erect. Gu Qingxian had to hold his soft penis, lifted up his orchid fingers and twisted it up and down gently.
Mo Qianyuan was so comfortable that he hummed a few times at first, but when Gu Qingxian stroked for a while, he had no reaction. She frowned and used her elbows to support her plump body, leaning towards his chest. When the blushing gauze drooped on the man's chest, her plump and slightly raised red lips were pressed on the man's nipples, and she spit out her pink tongue and gently slid around the small nipples.
Mo Qianyuan's chest was licked and sucked by a ball of wet and hot, and his body trembled slightly, and his penis gradually turned soft and hard in her delicate palm and became swollen and erect.
Gu Qingxian was so happy that his tender thumb and two fingers peeled off the penis foreskin, revealing the red glans. His fingertips gently touched the sensitive urethra and pressed softly. The smooth and soft saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth wet his broad chest, and his slippery tongue moss gently swept the man's nipples.
The tongue and hands attacked each other, making the man hum beautifully. He felt that the penis in his hand was as hard as iron, and it was so swelling that his hands could not hold it. Even if it was loose, it could stand up and not fall. His roots were as thick as those of a baby's wrists, and his size was slightly longer than that of an ordinary person. He looked like a little monster, and his delicate holes were not enough to bear it.
As I thought about it, my heart surged, and a trace of vaginal fluid overflowed from my private parts. I couldn't help but say in a whisper: "Puchi, the little guy is too big, the waves are too big."
Mo Qianyuan's body was not teased for a while and suddenly felt empty. He wanted to catch something in his sleep, even if it was a pillow and mattress, so he instinctively raised his legs and turned over.
Gu Qingxian's fat buttocks were wrapped by one of his legs, and she hooked her soft body into his arms. She couldn't help but lean into his chest softly. The two of them were closely attached to each other, and their breathing was intertwined.
Gu Qingxian's face was hot, her beautiful eyes were staring at the man's lips, smelling the faint smell of wine that she exhaled, and her thighs were pressed by a thick and hard penis. She suddenly felt her whole body was soft, as if she had lost her soul, and she couldn't stand the loneliness of her heart. Her jade hand opened the corner of the blushing gauze covering her face, lowered her long eyelashes, and slightly opened her rosy red lips to kiss the man.
Mo Qianyuan only felt that he kissed the beauty in his dream. His lips were so soft and so real. He couldn't help but kiss and entangle him greedily, and even stuck out his tongue and hooked him into the other person's mouth, licking the slippery mucous membrane in her mouth.
Gu Qingxian's beautiful face was so radiant that her peach eyes were blurred and watery, her breath was furious and stuffy, and her slender and tender slid into the back of the man's head, her plump breasts pressed tightly against his chest, and her slender white and greasy legs lifted out of the hem of the skirt, which was as weak as his crotch squeezed the bloated flesh.
Mo Qianyuan half opened his eyes in a daze. Seeing the beauty in his arms, he thought he was dreaming. He reached out to hug her slender waist and sucked her fiercely. He suddenly felt that his palms were full and his mouth was sweet and delicious. Although he drank too much wine, everything in reality told him that this was not a dream. He couldn't help but dilate his pupils and his eyes widened.
Gu Qingxian had already noticed that Mo Qianyuan had woken up, and his charming peach blossom eyes were still closed. He pointed the acupoints on his chest with his hands, and continued to lean in his arms and kissed him in a deep and ecstatic way. Until he could hardly breathe, he was willing to part with his lips reluctantly and stick out a few long silver threads.
Mo Qianyuan had a lot of thoughts in his mind. The sect had been completely blocked. How could this strange woman get in? But she didn't kill him, nor did she kidnap him like the people from Fengxuan Palace. I wonder what this woman wanted to do.
Gu Qingxian's eyes seemed to be able to see through Mo Qianyuan, and she said lightly: Don't be afraid, everything I do is for your own good. Be honest and ordinary people in the future.After saying that, she left Mo Qianyuan's arms and got off the bed and turned around.
With the faint moonlight, he stood tall and stood tall. Just under Mo Qianyuan's gaze, he unbuttoned the two buckles on his shoulders, and the soft silk satin on his upper body slid down to his plump buttocks, revealing his smooth naked back. From behind his waist, he could also see his plump breasts proudly exposed on his side.
The long skirt couldn't be taken off because the long skirt tightly wrapped around the gourd-shaped plump buttocks. She had to twist her buttocks slightly, pull off the corners of the skirt bit by bit, slowly presenting a plump and mature female body.
This is the first time Mo Qianyuan has seen a woman's naked body in her 18 years of birth, and she is such a stunning beauty.
A young man is greedy and lustful by nature. When he meets a beautiful woman, he will take a look at him twice, but he will not cross the bottom line and do despicable things to women.
The woman turned around naked and slowly, her face covered with red gauze and couldn't see her face clearly. Her pair of melon-shaped breasts rose high, her slender waist and curved hips were in a clear contrast. Her slender legs stood elegantly on the high-heeled boots of the fallen flower gauze. The bulging pubic mound was lush. The beauty did not shy away from him and let him appreciate it. The teasing made him burn his body with lust, his blood flowed, and his flesh roots were erect, and he was about to swell and burst.
Gu Qingxian stepped into the bed with high heeled boots, and her slender legs stepped to Mo Qianyuan step by step, then spread her legs and crossed high between his crotch. Looking at her unmovable son, thinking that she would soon merge with him, a trace of vaginal fluid slid down her white thighs.
Mo Qianyuan naturally saw it. He saw the woman slowly squatting down her slender waist, sinking her fat hips, and her two grapefruit-shaped breasts hung on her chest. Her delicate and tender horns held the angry root. She clamped the glans with her two fingers and put them into her clam hole. She immediately broke the virgin body, so nervous that her teeth were bitten and her nerves were tense. When the fat glans first touched the soft, slippery and juicy hole, her sperm suddenly ejaculated and her whole body trembled.
The sperm that had been held in for eighteen years kept ejaculating constantly, making Gu Qingxian's crotch wet.
It was also a fault that she was not prepared in advance. How could this virgin body bear the temptation of such a stunning beauty in her? She had to hold his flesh and let him squirt, and even stimulate the vas deferens to help him stroke it a few times.
Gu Qingxian is a person with a vigilance. Unexpectedly, he didn't dislike his son at all. His crotch, lower abdomen, and thighs were splashed with wet semen. He sighed that his son's semen was too strong and he couldn't help but pursed his lips and chuckled.
Mo Qianyuan seemed stupid, and felt that he was too embarrassed and was in a mess before even the woman's body was penetrated.
Gu Qingxian had not yet obtained Mo Qianyuan's Yang Yuan, so he naturally would not give up. Seeing that his flesh was gradually weakening, he pinched it in his palm and played with it carefully. However, after a while, he could not feel erection. His eyes could not help but flow, bit his red lips, folded his long hair high, and then leaned down and knelt between his legs.
The pretty face covered her veil and approached Mo Qianyuan's thighs. She immediately smelled a lewd fishy smell. She couldn't help but frown slightly, as if she had enough courage to slowly lift the corner of the veil, gently opened her plump lips, revealing her white and white teeth, and her warm breathing sprayed on the soft flesh roots. The red lips and flesh roots were only half an inch away. She tried to hold them but refused to go down for a long time.
It’s just because Gu Qingxian has never given a penis to a man, and the only one who has had physical joy with her is the same.
But in the end she compromised, thinking that she was about to suck his Yang Yuan away. What was this little cleanliness obsession? She closed her beautiful eyes slightly, lowered her long eyelashes, and put the root of her biological son into her lips.
Gu Qingxian's pink face was blushing, and she was holding a man's penis for the first time. Although it had a bit of a fishy smell, she could barely accept it. Her two red lips tightly clamped half of the soft flesh root, sliding her tongue arbitrarily to lick the sensitive glans.
However, after a long time, my flesh roots grew stronger. My heart was filled with joy. My heart was filled with excitement. My mouth widened and my heart was filled with my flesh roots. My red lips pressed against his lower abdomen and egg bags.
Mo Qianyuan felt his lower body sink into a warm and wet and soft flesh cavity. The numbness gradually spread from the root of the flesh to the whole body, making him feel comfortable and his soul fluttering. The soft flesh immediately reacted again.
Gu Qingxian held the roots tightly, and then licked them with his tongue. The soft roots bloomed like flower buds in her mouth, thicker and bigger, and they almost stuck into her throat, so they had to spit it out.
Seeing the thick, fat and bright red glans, bursts of heat evaporate into mist, and the veins swelled like earthworms, and their ferocious shape was even more serious than before. I was secretly happy for a moment, forgetting my original intention, and holding it with my small mouth again. At this moment, I just want to kiss it, lick it, and suck it.
Mo Qianyuan's flesh root was rubbed with tongue coating, and a trace of lustful juice could not help but overflow from the urethra, for fear that he would not be able to hold on and then vent his blood, but he could not speak or move. But he was an eighteen-year-old man. When he was in his prime, his eyes were covered with bloodshot, and he wanted to take the initiative to hug this beautiful woman and taste the taste of her body.
After a while, the thick and fat roots were already slim and shiny by Gu Qingxian, firm and bright red, and slightly moved. If he didn't suck it into his pussy, he would be furious again and ejaculate again.
His pussy was already filled with vaginal fluid, burning and itchy. He wanted to insert his onion fingers into it several times to stop itchy, but he was worried that his son would recognize him one day and think that his mother was a slut.
The desire between mother and son was so tormented that it was so exciting that Gu Qingxian's red lips finally left his flesh.
He stepped on his high-heeled boots again and stepped to his hips, swaying his grapefruit-shaped breasts, spreading his slender legs, slowly squatted down his slender waist, sinking his fat and plump hips, aiming his wet clams at the thick, plump and round glans, twisting his flesh roots with his fingers, and before he could even sit down, the flooded vagina dripping soaked the angry flesh roots, but with a chirping sound, a strand of lewd juice was squeezed out by the thick flesh roots, and the tender and slippery pussy finally contained the son's flesh roots.
Gu Qingxian's trembling voice was tender, his red lips were wide open, his willow eyebrows were frowning, and he was so beautiful that he almost fainted. He even lost his balance in squatting. His jade hands supported his chest in panic, his big breasts trembled slightly, his areola was bright red, and his nipples were swollen like purple grapes.
Oh... the penis has such a thick wavy horn. I'm afraid my pussy can't stand it.
The thick and fat penis was beyond her imagination. Half of it was inserted into her abdomen made her eyes moist and sweat dripping from her forehead. Perhaps because her pussy had not been cultivated by a man for many years, she had to twist her fat buttocks slightly, and her pussy was stretched to wrap her hard flesh roots and slowly swallow it.
Mo Qianyuan clearly felt the numb pleasure brought by the narrow vagina, squeezed open the flexible wrinkles of the mountains, and the flesh roots were deeply trapped in the hot cavity, and the dense, smooth and soft flesh kept squeezing and squirting.
When the root of the flesh gradually penetrated deep into the vagina, the glans poked into a soft and sunken mass of flesh. Suddenly, the meat was covered with dense small pieces of flesh, which tightly wrapped the round glans. When it contracted, it scratched the sensitive glans, which stimulated him to be floating in the air and his mind and body were melted.
The deep palace is full of thick and thin cores, and this flower belongs to Gu Qingxian.
The famous acupoint core, the mouth of the uterus is like a dense flower core blooming, and the fine flesh feels like a hundred ants devouring the soul. If Mo Qianyuan had not had it just ejaculated for a while, how could he withstand the stimulation of the famous acupoint?
Gu Qingxian sat between her son's crotch and thighs, never feeling so fulfilled, filling her emptiness and loneliness for many years. However, this person was her own biological son. The taboo behavior of mother-son incest was despised by the world, but for some reason she thought that this relationship would make her even more excited.
The phoenix eyes stared at his son's face, and the tender horns supported his chest, his vagina tightly clamped and tightened. The original itchy feeling had turned into numbness and temptation. The fat buttocks swung up and down to touch his flesh, making his whole body tense, and he panted happily.
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When Gu Qingxian's tight and tender pussy gradually adapted to the thick and long flesh roots, the buttocks swung larger and faster. Every time, the buttocks slapped Mo Qianyuan's thighs hard, allowing his flesh roots to penetrate deeply into the core of her uterus and enjoy the extremely wonderful pleasure.
Oh Wave Point, it poked deep into someone's hole... It's so beautiful Wave Point, Oh Wave Point
Gu Qingxian felt softer and softer, so he simply lay on Mo Qianyuan's body. A pair of plump breasts squeezed against his chest. He held his shoulders with his jade hands, and continued to swing his hips up and down, which made him look even more lewd. His plump buttocks were surging like waves, shaking endlessly, and full of flesh.
The double impact of vision and body made Mo Qianyuan almost stop breathing, his mind was blank. He wished he could hug her flesh buttocks, tightly press on her uterus, and shot all the sperm into her body.
Gu Qingxian continued to stroke her son in a row, knowing that his son was approaching the edge of his climax, and his thick flesh roots were shaking in her vagina. However, she didn't want to suck his Yang Yuan so quickly. Her vagina hurriedly pulled out her hideous flesh roots, and she gasped and shouted softly: Don't waves, don't shoot waves, and bear with it.
But when he pulled out his flesh roots, he felt extremely empty. Gu Qingxian didn't want to wait for a moment, but this time he turned his back to him and sat with his honey hole in his son's flesh roots again.
Mo Qianyuan looked at the woman's gourd-shaped white and fat buttocks, and her pair of fallen gauze-like high-heeled boots were lying on his waist. Her jade hands grabbed his feet, twisted her slender waist, and her two plump and round buttocks sank heavily. With the sound of the body's impact, a new round of stroke began again.
Gu Qingxian used another wonderful method, and from time to time he sank his waist and twisted his big butt like a millstone, causing the uterus to rub his glans, or suddenly pry his waist and hips, causing his glans to tremble violently. He clearly said he didn't want him to ejaculate, but he was enthusiastic about such strong methods of semen extraction.
Mo Qianyuan held it hard, but the woman stroking it violently, and with a loud voice, her buttocks kept spasming, and the folds of the flesh cavity tried to hold the roots of the flesh to death. The fine grains of the uterus squeezed and grinded the sensitive glans. A hot vaginal essence deep in the uterus poured out, pouring out the glans, making him unable to bear it anymore. His lower abdomen was burning like a firework. Finally, the penis essence squeezed out of the urethra and poured out.
Gu Qingxian was covered with a layer of red mist, and used the evil technique of Lingshu Jiyang Jue to absorb the yang essence of her biological son.
Mo Qianyuan's face was flushed, his face was ferocious, his limbs were swollen and uncomfortable, and his veins all over his body appeared, almost worse than death.
Gu Qingxian was just sucking his heavenly-level Yang Yuan, and suddenly realized that there was another spiritual energy in his body that was devouring his son's semen. It was the first time she used this evil technique to perform, thinking it was a normal phenomenon. However, she did not know that she was born with the body. If the spiritual energy was used to digest the semen of the legitimate relatives, she could improve her cultivation. Because the legitimate relatives are unsatisfied by the world, there were no one in all people with this physique, so it was difficult to be discovered.
On that day's level of Yang Yuan had already poured into Gu Qingxian's body, and when she reached the late stage of the God Transformation, she immediately felt that her breakthrough was about to be made, and she mistakenly thought it was because she had absorbed the Tian-level Yang Yuan.
Just because Rong Di's body also achieved the effect for her, if she practiced a little, she could break through to the realm of refining the Void Refining, which was even more useful than sucking her son's heavenly-level yang Yuan. She thought the technique had been completed, so she stopped casting spells. However, only heaven knows the earth knows, and a trace of heavenly-level yang Yuan is still remaining in Mo Qianyuan's body.
Those who are sucked by Yang Yuan will undoubtedly become a useless person who cannot cultivate immortality. Gu Qingxian felt guilty and tears fell on his face. He did not dare to face his son again, and hurriedly put on his clothes and left alone.
Although Mo Qianyuan still had a trace of heavenly yang Yuan, his body had been greatly damaged by Gu Qingxian's Lingshu Jiyang Jue. After half an hour, the acupoints were automatically unbuttoned, he realized that the palm mark of the palm changed from the original ninth-level purple to the second-level lower-level white. He couldn't help but feel cold and was stunned and could not fall asleep for a long time.
Now Yang Yuan has become a second-level low-level, and he can't save anything. He just regrets that this strange woman is too vicious and vicious. If one day he must avenge this revenge, the premise is that he needs to have the ability.
Mo Qianyuan was not frustrated by this, but instead stepped up his cultivation of internal skills and mental methods overnight. Now Yang Yuan is one level worse than others, so he must work harder. Although the lower-level Yang Yuan can only practice until the foundation-building stage at most, he can at least become an immortal cultivator and not become a useless person.
A few crisp knocks on the door sounded, Xiaoyuan, it's time to come out for dinner.
Mo Qianyuan and Liu Shengxiang practiced together until sunset. They calmed down when they heard the coming sound. They stopped their hands and slowly opened their eyes.
Liu Shengxiang looked at the sunset outside the window. It was already this time, and the time for dual cultivation passed so quickly.
Mo Qianyuan got out of the bed, twisted his muscles and bones, feeling unconscious. If Yang Jiu hadn't called him, the two of them would have been able to practice both day and night.
Then he raised his energy and swung his palm. Although he had no power at all, he could feel a trace of spiritual power surging in his body.
Uncle Yangjiu, Brother Qianyuan, Xiang'er is gone.Liu Shengxiang and Mo Qianyuan left the house together, and after saying goodbye, they left alone.
Yang Jiu, Mo Qianyuan's adoptive father, is in his forties, has a round face and a slightly fat person, is loyal and honest, in the middle stage of foundation building, and is the second-level second-level Yangyuan level. He used to be Mo Ankong's housekeeper. When Mo Qianyuan's mother also left, he adopted Mo Qianyuan and has been taking care of him as his biological son for more than ten years.
Yang Jiu and Mo Qianyuan chatted and walked while Yang Jiu smiled and said: Xiaoyuan, how do you feel when you are the first dual cultivation?
Mo Qianyuan replied: Not bad, I felt a trace of spiritual power in my body. I don’t want to eat anymore, and I still want to continue practicing.
It would be fine if you don’t eat. Uncle has prepared a table of delicious food for you.Today your Tian-level Yang Yuan shines, and no one in the Xuanyu Sect dares to underestimate you again.
Ah, Uncle has been in a mess of spirit stones again, Aunt Xiao will not be angry.
It's okay, she can only say a few words at most.
As the two chatted, they walked into a simply furnished hall with an Eight Immortals table, with more than ten butterflies on the table.
A woman with a dignified appearance and thirty-year-old sitting at the table dignifiedly, with her hair bun tied up behind her head, with small flowers dotted on one side, her bangs slanted to cover her thin eyebrows, her temples drooped wavy hair, and her peach lips and almond eyes, and her sharp pretty face. Her delicate face looks like a virtuous and gentle young woman.
She was wearing a water-blue double-breasted tunic skirt, with a strapless breast embroidered with pink crabapple, a silk ribbon tied with a waist, and a soft gauze under the skirt was hazy. She held the water gauze cloud sleeves with one hand, and picked up chopsticks with the other hand, slightly raised orchid fingers, picked up small pieces of vegetable leaves from the plate and put them in a rosy mouth, chewing them carefully, and the movements were very gentle and elegant. You could tell at a glance that they were born in a well-educated wealthy family.
But her breasts were particularly eye-catching, and her breasts were covered with round and fat breasts. When she sat at the table to pick up food, her breasts were hanging from the table to rub against each other. Even her own thoughts were very inconvenient, so she supported her breasts with her elbows from time to time.
Mo Qianyuan saluted the beautiful young woman and called out: Aunt Xiao.
Lan Tingxiao, in the early stage of foundation building, is the middle class of Yinyuan third-level. Yang Jiu's wife is Mo Qianyuan's adoptive mother. However, her beauty is more than enough to match Yang Jiu, which makes people never imagine that the two of them are actually a couple.
She was originally the daughter of the leader of Yunqing Sect. When Yunqing Sect got married to the Xuanyu Sect, she married Yang Jiu, the manager of Mo Ankong.
Lan Tingxiao didn't even look at Mo Qianyuan, with a cold expression and picking up food and eating it.
Yang Jiu pulled Mo Qianyuan to sit down. He didn't need so many rules for his family, come and sit down.
Mo Qianyuan has long been used to Lan Tingxiao's attitude towards him. She has lived together for many years and will not feel resentful. She still thinks she is the closest person she is.
Lan Tingxiao said coldly: Did you hear that you were a Tian-level Yangyuan today?
Yes, Aunt Xiao, please see.As he said that, Mo Qianyuan stood up and stretched out his palm to hook Yue to show her.
Lan Tingxiao didn't want to see it, but she couldn't help but glance at it and said calmly: You are now an adult and have entered the path of immortal cultivation. You should take care of yourself. Go to Buxing Valley more in the future, hunt a few monsters, and use some materials to exchange for spirit stones.
Mo Qianyuan smiled and said: I understand, thank you Aunt Xiao for your advice.
This is not a point of guidance. It is obvious that I don’t want to care about Mo Qianyuan. In fact, Mo Qianyuan has been doing some casual work outside in recent years, so Yang Jiu knows this.
However, Lan Tingxiao is like a lady waiting to marry, only caring about beauty and not caring about anything else, while the honest and honest Yang Jiu sat aside and did not dare to say anything.
Lan Tingxiao put down the chopsticks, gently taped the oily red lips with a silk cutlery, and then got up. I was full and remember to clean up the dishes.With a wave of his sleeve, he twisted his hips and walked gracefully into the room.
After Lan Tingxiao walked away, Houyang Jiu dared to speak: Come on, Xiaoyuan, why are you eating?
The two of them drank and talked happily. Yang Jiu told them about his past experience of cultivating immortals back then. He was so glorious when he followed his father Mo Ankong. It was no wonder that if Mo Ankong did not die, the leader of the Xuanyu Sect would not be Liu Ruomei's turn.
Mo Qianyuan also became popular today. He drank until the night of the night. Then he shook his steps and walked into his house in a daze.
As soon as I opened the door, I suddenly smelled a scent of fragrance. I couldn't help but take a deep breath against the door, my eyes half-hung, and I said drunk: Where is the smell of wine floating, I, Mo Qianyuan, can continue to drink it.
Mo Qianyuan walked with a tilted tilt and fell to the wall. A beautiful woman in red dress was standing in the house, but Mo Qianyuan turned a blind eye. After fumbled to the bed, she leaned her head and fell into unconsciousness.
Under the moonlight, the beautiful woman's red gauze half covered her pretty face, her long eyelashes blinked gently, and her beautiful peach blossom eyes glanced at Mo Qianyuan who could not get up from bed. This person was Mo Qianyuan's biological mother Gu Qingxian.
She wore high-heeled boots with a fallen flower gauze mesh, and her plump and convex figure moved leisurely. The heels moved step by step, the red sleeves were swung lightly, and the doors and windows were closed tightly in an instant.
The round buttocks of the bright red satin skirt were tightly wrapped around her round buttocks, sitting at Mo Qianyuan's bed, looking at his biological son whom he had not seen for many years. Seeing that he was strong and heroic, he couldn't help but feel pity. He stretched out his tender and tender horn to touch his face, but his fate was so good that he gave up. He had not fulfilled his mother's responsibilities for many years and wanted to suck him away tonight. Why bother pretending to be a virtuous and kind mother? It would only make me feel even more guilty. His jade hand fell on Mo Qianyuan's chest.
Mo Qianyuan was wearing a white brocade robe with three buckles on his chest.
Gu Qingxian's Mohong's fingertips unbuttoned the buckles one by one. When she opened her chest and saw her son's strong chest, she couldn't help but feel throbbing and her hands trembled slightly. I remember that she had this feeling with her senior brother Hua Yifeng back then, and she was in love with her biological son for a while.
Gu Qingxian was so embarrassed that his ears were red and his face was red. He bit his rosy red lips and his plump body lying beside Mo Qianyuan. His gourd-shaped buttocks were raised high, and his tight and plump breasts almost touched his arms. His jade fingers twisted his waist and pulled them away gently. He immediately saw his son's naked upper body, his graceful muscles were exposed in front of him. One point would appear strong, and one point would appear flat and thin. His eight-pack abs were faintly visible, and his lines were as if they were carefully carved by natural craftsmanship.
What Gu Qing saw in fairy eyes and mouth and nose were all the male hormones emitted by his son. He suddenly felt dry mouth, rapid breathing, and his heartbeat.
Unconsciously, the jade hand had penetrated into the man's abdomen and took off his lower body's trousers. Seeing the fluffy pubic hair between his crotch, a black and weak penis hung down. He couldn't help but pursed his lips and moisturized his lips and swallowed a touch of saliva.
If he wanted to suck the man Yang Yuan, he had to make him erect first. He stretched out his jade hand and trembled into Mo Qianyuan's crotch. The tip of the black red nails slid across the man's thighs, grabbed the two soft bags of scrotum, and gently pinched his five fingers and rubbed them slowly.
Mo Qianyuan felt relieved all over. He was drunk and thought he had fallen into a dream and didn't want to wake up for a moment.
The 18-year-old young man is in a strong sexual desire. He has had nocturnal emissions at many nights. Every time he can immerse himself in his dream and have fun with the woman, but he can't tell the woman's appearance.
Perhaps because of drunkenness, the penis was unable to get erect. Gu Qingxian had to hold his soft penis, lifted up his orchid fingers and twisted it up and down gently.
Mo Qianyuan was so comfortable that he hummed a few times at first, but when Gu Qingxian stroked for a while, he had no reaction. She frowned and used her elbows to support her plump body, leaning towards his chest. When the blushing gauze drooped on the man's chest, her plump and slightly raised red lips were pressed on the man's nipples, and she spit out her pink tongue and gently slid around the small nipples.
Mo Qianyuan's chest was licked and sucked by a ball of wet and hot, and his body trembled slightly, and his penis gradually turned soft and hard in her delicate palm and became swollen and erect.
Gu Qingxian was so happy that his tender thumb and two fingers peeled off the penis foreskin, revealing the red glans. His fingertips gently touched the sensitive urethra and pressed softly. The smooth and soft saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth wet his broad chest, and his slippery tongue moss gently swept the man's nipples.
The tongue and hands attacked each other, making the man hum beautifully. He felt that the penis in his hand was as hard as iron, and it was so swelling that his hands could not hold it. Even if it was loose, it could stand up and not fall. His roots were as thick as those of a baby's wrists, and his size was slightly longer than that of an ordinary person. He looked like a little monster, and his delicate holes were not enough to bear it.
As I thought about it, my heart surged, and a trace of vaginal fluid overflowed from my private parts. I couldn't help but say in a whisper: "Puchi, the little guy is too big, the waves are too big."
Mo Qianyuan's body was not teased for a while and suddenly felt empty. He wanted to catch something in his sleep, even if it was a pillow and mattress, so he instinctively raised his legs and turned over.
Gu Qingxian's fat buttocks were wrapped by one of his legs, and she hooked her soft body into his arms. She couldn't help but lean into his chest softly. The two of them were closely attached to each other, and their breathing was intertwined.
Gu Qingxian's face was hot, her beautiful eyes were staring at the man's lips, smelling the faint smell of wine that she exhaled, and her thighs were pressed by a thick and hard penis. She suddenly felt her whole body was soft, as if she had lost her soul, and she couldn't stand the loneliness of her heart. Her jade hand opened the corner of the blushing gauze covering her face, lowered her long eyelashes, and slightly opened her rosy red lips to kiss the man.
Mo Qianyuan only felt that he kissed the beauty in his dream. His lips were so soft and so real. He couldn't help but kiss and entangle him greedily, and even stuck out his tongue and hooked him into the other person's mouth, licking the slippery mucous membrane in her mouth.
Gu Qingxian's beautiful face was so radiant that her peach eyes were blurred and watery, her breath was furious and stuffy, and her slender and tender slid into the back of the man's head, her plump breasts pressed tightly against his chest, and her slender white and greasy legs lifted out of the hem of the skirt, which was as weak as his crotch squeezed the bloated flesh.
Mo Qianyuan half opened his eyes in a daze. Seeing the beauty in his arms, he thought he was dreaming. He reached out to hug her slender waist and sucked her fiercely. He suddenly felt that his palms were full and his mouth was sweet and delicious. Although he drank too much wine, everything in reality told him that this was not a dream. He couldn't help but dilate his pupils and his eyes widened.
Gu Qingxian had already noticed that Mo Qianyuan had woken up, and his charming peach blossom eyes were still closed. He pointed the acupoints on his chest with his hands, and continued to lean in his arms and kissed him in a deep and ecstatic way. Until he could hardly breathe, he was willing to part with his lips reluctantly and stick out a few long silver threads.
Mo Qianyuan had a lot of thoughts in his mind. The sect had been completely blocked. How could this strange woman get in? But she didn't kill him, nor did she kidnap him like the people from Fengxuan Palace. I wonder what this woman wanted to do.
Gu Qingxian's eyes seemed to be able to see through Mo Qianyuan, and she said lightly: Don't be afraid, everything I do is for your own good. Be honest and ordinary people in the future.After saying that, she left Mo Qianyuan's arms and got off the bed and turned around.
With the faint moonlight, he stood tall and stood tall. Just under Mo Qianyuan's gaze, he unbuttoned the two buckles on his shoulders, and the soft silk satin on his upper body slid down to his plump buttocks, revealing his smooth naked back. From behind his waist, he could also see his plump breasts proudly exposed on his side.
The long skirt couldn't be taken off because the long skirt tightly wrapped around the gourd-shaped plump buttocks. She had to twist her buttocks slightly, pull off the corners of the skirt bit by bit, slowly presenting a plump and mature female body.
This is the first time Mo Qianyuan has seen a woman's naked body in her 18 years of birth, and she is such a stunning beauty.
A young man is greedy and lustful by nature. When he meets a beautiful woman, he will take a look at him twice, but he will not cross the bottom line and do despicable things to women.
The woman turned around naked and slowly, her face covered with red gauze and couldn't see her face clearly. Her pair of melon-shaped breasts rose high, her slender waist and curved hips were in a clear contrast. Her slender legs stood elegantly on the high-heeled boots of the fallen flower gauze. The bulging pubic mound was lush. The beauty did not shy away from him and let him appreciate it. The teasing made him burn his body with lust, his blood flowed, and his flesh roots were erect, and he was about to swell and burst.
Gu Qingxian stepped into the bed with high heeled boots, and her slender legs stepped to Mo Qianyuan step by step, then spread her legs and crossed high between his crotch. Looking at her unmovable son, thinking that she would soon merge with him, a trace of vaginal fluid slid down her white thighs.
Mo Qianyuan naturally saw it. He saw the woman slowly squatting down her slender waist, sinking her fat hips, and her two grapefruit-shaped breasts hung on her chest. Her delicate and tender horns held the angry root. She clamped the glans with her two fingers and put them into her clam hole. She immediately broke the virgin body, so nervous that her teeth were bitten and her nerves were tense. When the fat glans first touched the soft, slippery and juicy hole, her sperm suddenly ejaculated and her whole body trembled.
The sperm that had been held in for eighteen years kept ejaculating constantly, making Gu Qingxian's crotch wet.
It was also a fault that she was not prepared in advance. How could this virgin body bear the temptation of such a stunning beauty in her? She had to hold his flesh and let him squirt, and even stimulate the vas deferens to help him stroke it a few times.
Gu Qingxian is a person with a vigilance. Unexpectedly, he didn't dislike his son at all. His crotch, lower abdomen, and thighs were splashed with wet semen. He sighed that his son's semen was too strong and he couldn't help but pursed his lips and chuckled.
Mo Qianyuan seemed stupid, and felt that he was too embarrassed and was in a mess before even the woman's body was penetrated.
Gu Qingxian had not yet obtained Mo Qianyuan's Yang Yuan, so he naturally would not give up. Seeing that his flesh was gradually weakening, he pinched it in his palm and played with it carefully. However, after a while, he could not feel erection. His eyes could not help but flow, bit his red lips, folded his long hair high, and then leaned down and knelt between his legs.
The pretty face covered her veil and approached Mo Qianyuan's thighs. She immediately smelled a lewd fishy smell. She couldn't help but frown slightly, as if she had enough courage to slowly lift the corner of the veil, gently opened her plump lips, revealing her white and white teeth, and her warm breathing sprayed on the soft flesh roots. The red lips and flesh roots were only half an inch away. She tried to hold them but refused to go down for a long time.
It’s just because Gu Qingxian has never given a penis to a man, and the only one who has had physical joy with her is the same.
But in the end she compromised, thinking that she was about to suck his Yang Yuan away. What was this little cleanliness obsession? She closed her beautiful eyes slightly, lowered her long eyelashes, and put the root of her biological son into her lips.
Gu Qingxian's pink face was blushing, and she was holding a man's penis for the first time. Although it had a bit of a fishy smell, she could barely accept it. Her two red lips tightly clamped half of the soft flesh root, sliding her tongue arbitrarily to lick the sensitive glans.
However, after a long time, my flesh roots grew stronger. My heart was filled with joy. My heart was filled with excitement. My mouth widened and my heart was filled with my flesh roots. My red lips pressed against his lower abdomen and egg bags.
Mo Qianyuan felt his lower body sink into a warm and wet and soft flesh cavity. The numbness gradually spread from the root of the flesh to the whole body, making him feel comfortable and his soul fluttering. The soft flesh immediately reacted again.
Gu Qingxian held the roots tightly, and then licked them with his tongue. The soft roots bloomed like flower buds in her mouth, thicker and bigger, and they almost stuck into her throat, so they had to spit it out.
Seeing the thick, fat and bright red glans, bursts of heat evaporate into mist, and the veins swelled like earthworms, and their ferocious shape was even more serious than before. I was secretly happy for a moment, forgetting my original intention, and holding it with my small mouth again. At this moment, I just want to kiss it, lick it, and suck it.
Mo Qianyuan's flesh root was rubbed with tongue coating, and a trace of lustful juice could not help but overflow from the urethra, for fear that he would not be able to hold on and then vent his blood, but he could not speak or move. But he was an eighteen-year-old man. When he was in his prime, his eyes were covered with bloodshot, and he wanted to take the initiative to hug this beautiful woman and taste the taste of her body.
After a while, the thick and fat roots were already slim and shiny by Gu Qingxian, firm and bright red, and slightly moved. If he didn't suck it into his pussy, he would be furious again and ejaculate again.
His pussy was already filled with vaginal fluid, burning and itchy. He wanted to insert his onion fingers into it several times to stop itchy, but he was worried that his son would recognize him one day and think that his mother was a slut.
The desire between mother and son was so tormented that it was so exciting that Gu Qingxian's red lips finally left his flesh.
He stepped on his high-heeled boots again and stepped to his hips, swaying his grapefruit-shaped breasts, spreading his slender legs, slowly squatted down his slender waist, sinking his fat and plump hips, aiming his wet clams at the thick, plump and round glans, twisting his flesh roots with his fingers, and before he could even sit down, the flooded vagina dripping soaked the angry flesh roots, but with a chirping sound, a strand of lewd juice was squeezed out by the thick flesh roots, and the tender and slippery pussy finally contained the son's flesh roots.
Gu Qingxian's trembling voice was tender, his red lips were wide open, his willow eyebrows were frowning, and he was so beautiful that he almost fainted. He even lost his balance in squatting. His jade hands supported his chest in panic, his big breasts trembled slightly, his areola was bright red, and his nipples were swollen like purple grapes.
Oh... the penis has such a thick wavy horn. I'm afraid my pussy can't stand it.
The thick and fat penis was beyond her imagination. Half of it was inserted into her abdomen made her eyes moist and sweat dripping from her forehead. Perhaps because her pussy had not been cultivated by a man for many years, she had to twist her fat buttocks slightly, and her pussy was stretched to wrap her hard flesh roots and slowly swallow it.
Mo Qianyuan clearly felt the numb pleasure brought by the narrow vagina, squeezed open the flexible wrinkles of the mountains, and the flesh roots were deeply trapped in the hot cavity, and the dense, smooth and soft flesh kept squeezing and squirting.
When the root of the flesh gradually penetrated deep into the vagina, the glans poked into a soft and sunken mass of flesh. Suddenly, the meat was covered with dense small pieces of flesh, which tightly wrapped the round glans. When it contracted, it scratched the sensitive glans, which stimulated him to be floating in the air and his mind and body were melted.
The deep palace is full of thick and thin cores, and this flower belongs to Gu Qingxian.
The famous acupoint core, the mouth of the uterus is like a dense flower core blooming, and the fine flesh feels like a hundred ants devouring the soul. If Mo Qianyuan had not had it just ejaculated for a while, how could he withstand the stimulation of the famous acupoint?
Gu Qingxian sat between her son's crotch and thighs, never feeling so fulfilled, filling her emptiness and loneliness for many years. However, this person was her own biological son. The taboo behavior of mother-son incest was despised by the world, but for some reason she thought that this relationship would make her even more excited.
The phoenix eyes stared at his son's face, and the tender horns supported his chest, his vagina tightly clamped and tightened. The original itchy feeling had turned into numbness and temptation. The fat buttocks swung up and down to touch his flesh, making his whole body tense, and he panted happily.
Um Waves Unwaves So cool Waves Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo w
When Gu Qingxian's tight and tender pussy gradually adapted to the thick and long flesh roots, the buttocks swung larger and faster. Every time, the buttocks slapped Mo Qianyuan's thighs hard, allowing his flesh roots to penetrate deeply into the core of her uterus and enjoy the extremely wonderful pleasure.
Oh Wave Point, it poked deep into someone's hole... It's so beautiful Wave Point, Oh Wave Point
Gu Qingxian felt softer and softer, so he simply lay on Mo Qianyuan's body. A pair of plump breasts squeezed against his chest. He held his shoulders with his jade hands, and continued to swing his hips up and down, which made him look even more lewd. His plump buttocks were surging like waves, shaking endlessly, and full of flesh.
The double impact of vision and body made Mo Qianyuan almost stop breathing, his mind was blank. He wished he could hug her flesh buttocks, tightly press on her uterus, and shot all the sperm into her body.
Gu Qingxian continued to stroke her son in a row, knowing that his son was approaching the edge of his climax, and his thick flesh roots were shaking in her vagina. However, she didn't want to suck his Yang Yuan so quickly. Her vagina hurriedly pulled out her hideous flesh roots, and she gasped and shouted softly: Don't waves, don't shoot waves, and bear with it.
But when he pulled out his flesh roots, he felt extremely empty. Gu Qingxian didn't want to wait for a moment, but this time he turned his back to him and sat with his honey hole in his son's flesh roots again.
Mo Qianyuan looked at the woman's gourd-shaped white and fat buttocks, and her pair of fallen gauze-like high-heeled boots were lying on his waist. Her jade hands grabbed his feet, twisted her slender waist, and her two plump and round buttocks sank heavily. With the sound of the body's impact, a new round of stroke began again.
Gu Qingxian used another wonderful method, and from time to time he sank his waist and twisted his big butt like a millstone, causing the uterus to rub his glans, or suddenly pry his waist and hips, causing his glans to tremble violently. He clearly said he didn't want him to ejaculate, but he was enthusiastic about such strong methods of semen extraction.
Mo Qianyuan held it hard, but the woman stroking it violently, and with a loud voice, her buttocks kept spasming, and the folds of the flesh cavity tried to hold the roots of the flesh to death. The fine grains of the uterus squeezed and grinded the sensitive glans. A hot vaginal essence deep in the uterus poured out, pouring out the glans, making him unable to bear it anymore. His lower abdomen was burning like a firework. Finally, the penis essence squeezed out of the urethra and poured out.
Gu Qingxian was covered with a layer of red mist, and used the evil technique of Lingshu Jiyang Jue to absorb the yang essence of her biological son.
Mo Qianyuan's face was flushed, his face was ferocious, his limbs were swollen and uncomfortable, and his veins all over his body appeared, almost worse than death.
Gu Qingxian was just sucking his heavenly-level Yang Yuan, and suddenly realized that there was another spiritual energy in his body that was devouring his son's semen. It was the first time she used this evil technique to perform, thinking it was a normal phenomenon. However, she did not know that she was born with the body. If the spiritual energy was used to digest the semen of the legitimate relatives, she could improve her cultivation. Because the legitimate relatives are unsatisfied by the world, there were no one in all people with this physique, so it was difficult to be discovered.
On that day's level of Yang Yuan had already poured into Gu Qingxian's body, and when she reached the late stage of the God Transformation, she immediately felt that her breakthrough was about to be made, and she mistakenly thought it was because she had absorbed the Tian-level Yang Yuan.
Just because Rong Di's body also achieved the effect for her, if she practiced a little, she could break through to the realm of refining the Void Refining, which was even more useful than sucking her son's heavenly-level yang Yuan. She thought the technique had been completed, so she stopped casting spells. However, only heaven knows the earth knows, and a trace of heavenly-level yang Yuan is still remaining in Mo Qianyuan's body.
Those who are sucked by Yang Yuan will undoubtedly become a useless person who cannot cultivate immortality. Gu Qingxian felt guilty and tears fell on his face. He did not dare to face his son again, and hurriedly put on his clothes and left alone.
Although Mo Qianyuan still had a trace of heavenly yang Yuan, his body had been greatly damaged by Gu Qingxian's Lingshu Jiyang Jue. After half an hour, the acupoints were automatically unbuttoned, he realized that the palm mark of the palm changed from the original ninth-level purple to the second-level lower-level white. He couldn't help but feel cold and was stunned and could not fall asleep for a long time.
Now Yang Yuan has become a second-level low-level, and he can't save anything. He just regrets that this strange woman is too vicious and vicious. If one day he must avenge this revenge, the premise is that he needs to have the ability.
Mo Qianyuan was not frustrated by this, but instead stepped up his cultivation of internal skills and mental methods overnight. Now Yang Yuan is one level worse than others, so he must work harder. Although the lower-level Yang Yuan can only practice until the foundation-building stage at most, he can at least become an immortal cultivator and not become a useless person.
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