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Chapter 7 Wushan

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Master’s wife, it seems that the disciple’s poison has not been cured yet...

What, what?Haven't you completely come in yet?But I...uh Ah!Shen Qinglan exclaimed in surprise, but was immediately hit by Qin Zilin and his mind was stagnant for a moment.

Even the delicate thing in front of him with a weak presence was so stimulating that a small sticky white semen ejaculated, and a few drops even splashed on his chin.

Shen Qinglan didn't know how attractive she was at the moment. She had a half-starred eyes, her pink tongue was not revealed, her slightly red eyes and nose tips were so beautiful that every curve of her neck that was violently invaded and even lost her composure and leaned back, she felt a naive look from her bones.

It seems that the holy god was pulled down from the altar and defiled by mortals. Even if the body is filled with lust, it is still not contaminated with the world from the inside out.

In him, the two contradictory temperaments not only merged well, but also became the most seductive bewitching in the world.

Every subtle change in expression on the face of the beautiful immortal king, whether infatuated, intoxicated, or disordered, can make the perpetrator dizzy and confusing. I wish I could always press this immortal king under my crotch, let him do all the most lustful and unbearable things in the world, and then sink into the man's semen forever.

But under the game between evil thoughts and reason, he felt that he was going crazy.

He knew that his master Changxiang Xianjun was in harmony with Qinglan Xianjun and was very loving, so even in the dreams in the past, he did not dare to act rashly every time he entered his master's wife's body, nor did he dare to speak out to call the master's wife, and almost every time he entered, he entered from behind.

Yes, he had already gone to Wushan with his master's wife in a dream against his usual ethics, but he still didn't dare to look at his master's wife's face in front of her.

But this time, Qin Zilin felt completely crazy, completely crazy!

He kissed every inch of his skin, leaving behind numerous traces, and also called out the title that firmly defined the relationship between the two in the eyes of the world:

Master's wife...

Master, do you know that I have missed you for so many years...

Ten years...a full ten years Ah!

And his call unexpectedly became the deadliest aphrodisiac when the two of them were in harmony!

I don’t know if it is because, while accepting the memory of the Immortal Lord Qinglan, there is also the possibility of absorbing the emotional experiences attached to it. Qin Zilin’s shouts seem to really bring out a hint of shame to Shen Qinglan. As the master’s wife, he is with his deceased husband’s disciple.

Master, I want to go inside.Qin Zilin, who buried his head in Shen Qinglan's neck, suddenly spoke.

Shen Qinglan was stimulated by this sentence and returned to some silence, subconsciously speaking, with inexplicable silly voice:

Don't……

But before he finished speaking, Qin Zilin pulled out most of the evil roots buried in the warm vagina without warning. He then raised his arms and lifted his strength, wrapped his waist around his waist and steadily lifted Shen Qinglan from the ground, his voice as if coaxing the child:

Master, believe me, I won’t hurt you...

How could I bear to hurt you?Even if... it's in a dream...

In the second half of the sentence, Qin Zilin held back and didn't say it.

He kept moving his hands, and without waiting for Shen Qinglan to respond, he crashed into Shen Qinglan's body again in a sitting-and-hugging manner.

Shen Qinglan groaned.

He clearly felt a sudden pain in the deepest part of his body, as if a chisel was chiseling hard inside.

But the surging pleasure that followed made him feel so happy that his head was raised high. He held the broad shoulders of this rare disobedient disciple with both hands and grabbed nail marks on it to show punishment.

Master’s wife, still didn’t go in.Qin Zilin reminded him in his ear.

Haven't even entered yet?But it’s clearly so deep that I can’t really pierce my stomach to...

The next moment, before he could recover from the pain, his body was gently lifted up again, and then it was smashed heavily. The pleasure and pain made Shen Qinglan unable to control his body at all, and could only allow Qin Zilin to develop and dig deep into his body.

Qin Zilin seemed to be a pirate who had been possessed, and he recognized that there was a treasure hidden in that place, and heaved it in nonchalantly.

And in his arms, the beauty's slender body rose and fell one after another, and each impact from top to bottom made Shen Qinglan hurt and feel good.

The beauty with her hair was fucked and her eyes were red, and her half-closed eyes were moist, as if tears would flow out the next moment.

His slender waist was sore that he was tortured by the unfinished love. If he hadn't supported the rough palms behind him, he would have probably been unable to hold on and fell to the ground.

Shen Qinglan felt that the place underground seemed to have been fucked by Qin Zilin's hundreds of fucked, and was almost mature enough to be broken and unusable.

Quick, stop quickly... it's really going to break...AhAh!Shen Qinglan's crying begging for mercy instantly disappeared, replaced by Qin Zilin's unprecedented deep penetration, as if he had split Shen Qinglan's soul in half. Qin Zilin's body, which had always been left outside, had already completely disappeared, and only two bags were left exposed outside.

The deepest part of his body was chiseled open and inserted hard by the flesh pillar. The immortal king, whose face was flushed, was so stupid that his eyes were lost, and he couldn't even say a word.

Uh, uh…

Is this... inserted into the uterus?Shen Qinglan thought dizzyly, subconsciously trying to reach out to touch her to confirm that her belly was not pierced.

Qin Zilin was still calling him gently in his ears, but it seemed that he was completely different from the one who was now inserted into his body.

Suddenly, Qin Zilin's words brought back Shen Qinglan's slight rationality:

Master, can I cum inside you?

In the seemingly inquiring tone, there seemed to be a trace of cross-border temptation.

But Shen Qinglan didn't think much, and he said excitedly: It's okay... You cum, Zilin, you cum to your master's wife, all of them are cum inside... Uh!

Before Shen Qinglan could finish his words, a sticky turbid liquid sprayed into his uterus that was chiseled a small hole by Qin Zilin. The hot liquid was directly poured onto the inner wall, which directly stimulated Shen Qinglan's body to shudder, and his soul seemed to be spasming with his body. His two straight and thin legs suddenly hung in the air, his insteps were tense, and he arched a beautiful arc.

Almost at the same time, the thing in front of Shen Qinglan also spit out something, but maybe because he had ejaculated once, he could hardly ejaculate much more this time.

But in comparison, Qin Zilin ejaculated for a long time this time, and the two of them kept moving like this for a long time.

After ejaculation, Shen Qinglan felt that he had a stomach full of semen, which was blocked by Qin Zilin who was still stuck inside, so it did not flow out directly, but he could still feel the liquid flow out after a little movement.

The lower abdomen is warm and hot, and the consciousness is dazed, as if there is really a small life in it.

Shen Qinglan slowly came to his senses and realized that the two of them had been doing this relationship for too long, so long that their whole body was about to fall apart.

After doing this for so long, this poison should have been almost cured, right?

Moreover, the other party was still ejaculated in his body this time. Although I don’t know if I can get pregnant at once, after all, I have done everything I can, so I left it to fate.

He thought he could lie down and rest, but he was exhausted enough to fall asleep as soon as he lay down, but he didn't expect that the hand that hugged his waist and back would not move at all. The thing that was still in his body still seemed to have no intention of softening.

Shen Qinglan's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Could it be that this poison hasn't...

The next moment, Qin Zilin spoke with some emotion, and there was no trace of fatigue in his voice:

Master’s wife, it seems that the disciple’s poison has not been cured yet...