boom!!!
A terrifying wave of air roared out, as if a mountain torrent broke out. In just a moment, the entire Xiao Mansion was blown to pieces.
The smoke and dust were filled with thick fog, and it was only after a long time that it gradually became clear.
But I saw that the originally huge and luxurious Xiao Mansion was left with only a piece of ruins.
The ground was bumpy, with countless cracks, and turbid water flowed everywhere, and the remains of grass and trees and bricks were scattered in the east and west, scattered all over the ground.
The ancestral hall.
The ancient pines in the courtyard and the colorful houses with double-eaved hip-tops have disappeared. On the remaining foundation, there is only a statue lying on the ground.
The robe that was originally covered was wiped out as early as the explosion.
Below, Xiao Shou's entire body had turned into powder and swelled into the dust around him, not even a trace of it was left.
Yu and the red pink bride are nowhere to be seen.
The night is low and dark.
The entire ruins were filled with yin energy, like falling into an ice cellar.
In the original backyard, two human-skin lanterns suddenly lit up, and the pale bone fire shone out a figure surrounded by pearls and dignified temperament.
The mistress of the Xiao family was wearing a mirror-like mask, floating in the air.A maid gradually emerged from a distance and moved closer to her.
In the darkness, bone fire reflected masks without facial features, reflecting a cold and strange halo.
After a long time, a crack suddenly appeared in the ancestral hall and the statue of the curse.
The next moment, the original aura of great terror and disaster began to dissipate rapidly.
The mistress of the Xiao family and many maids seemed to have some awareness, and immediately stopped all movements, showing a confused look on their faces.
But soon, the mask disappeared from their faces. The master and servant who had just revealed a beautiful and white face changed immediately, turning into ghosts with black bodies and red eyes.
All of them looked cold, their bodies were filled with rich yin energy and hatred, and their aura became extremely terrifying.
The ghosts gradually faded away, and in a moment, they disappeared under the night sky.
********************
Teahouse.
The white mist rolled outside the glazed window, surging like a tide.
Mo Lilan sat alone in the chair, closing her eyes and silently.
Not far from her, Yan Minghuà sat on the ground, his magic power flowing all over his body, his breath was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and he was concentrating on practicing.
On her side, she drew a circle with the mist of the dark sky, completely surrounding her.
It has been several days since Pei Ling left, but Senior Brother Fu and the other three have not returned yet.
During this period, Yan Minghuà was worried that senior brother Fu and the other three or Pei Ling would have an accident, and wanted to go out to find someone several times, but they were all stopped by Mo Lilan.
Finally, Mo Lilan became impatient and trapped her directly using the formation.
Surrounded by the mist of the dark sky, Yan Minghuà could not do anything except practice.
At this time, after Yan Minghuà slowly let out a breath, her breath gradually calmed down. She slowly opened her eyes, her eyes as bright as stars. In a moment, she slowly closed and returned to normal, but it was the end of her cultivation again.
Looking at the formation that trapped her, she frowned slightly, looked at Mo Lilan again, and suddenly asked: Senior, how did you know Senior and Friend Pei?
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Lilan suddenly opened her eyes.
However, he ignored Yan Minghuà's intentions at all, but quickly looked towards the gate.
Seeing that his reaction was strange, Yan Minghuà immediately became alert, turned his head and looked towards the gate.
But the next moment...
Around Mo Lilan, a majestic mist in the dark sky suddenly rose, and the darkness surged, like a stormy wave pounced on his head. In a blink of an eye, he completely swallowed it!
The mist of the dark sky blocks vision and exploration, but the aura in it is getting stronger and stronger. At first it was just the peak of the God Transformation, and gradually, it began to climb to a higher realm!
Yan Minghuà was stunned. Before he could react to what had happened, he saw a vast and majestic aura soaring into the sky in the mist of the dark sky. The cold desire for death and vitality confronted each other and transformed each other, as if blending with each other.
Gradually, vitality turns into a desire for death, and vitality grows in the desire for death. The two continue to reincarnate and finally perfectly merged together!
The coldness in the entire teahouse was swept away by the whistling vitality like an angry tide, and it fell a lot in an instant.
Afterwards, as the vitality continues to dissipate, the warmth in the teahouse gradually becomes warm, and the wooden boards around it are like dead trees in spring, quietly swelling branches and leaves, blooming buds.
There are also hundreds of herbs in the gaps between the floor tiles, as fluffy as a blanket.
In just a short moment, the originally terrifying teahouse was already full of flowers and dense grass, just like the nerves moving in spring.
In an instant, all the mist of the dark sky gathered in the middle, rolling like a pillar, a majestic and violent figure appeared. It was naked and covered in its body, but it did not feel lustful at all, but it felt strong and strong.
On the tall body, the muscles are knotted and the blocks are clearly divided, and the body is covered with dense red patterns, which is exactly Pei Ling!
The blood evil aura is surging like the essence, entangling its body, and countless insights about life and death, about emptiness and reality are like smoke and clouds, lingering around, bizarre, with a vast atmosphere, and a majestic atmosphere, fully displayed.
Return to the Void Period!
Pei Ling opened his eyes, and all his breath, perception, and blood evil quickly converged into his body.
The small path to return to the emptiness requires breakthroughs through the heavenly tribulation at the time of life and death.When the great way returns to the emptiness, you only need to experience life and death, and there is no need to overcome the heavenly tribulation again.
Life and death are the greatest disaster!
Fellow Daoist Pei?
At this time, a soft and slightly surprised voice suddenly came not far away.
Pei Ling turned around and saw Yan Minghuà standing beside him.
Maybe it was because I had just died once; or my cultivation suddenly broke through to the return of my void, and my whole body was unable to vent my power; or maybe the thousands of years in that void seemed too lonely and desperate; or maybe all three were...
Pei Ling felt inexplicably suppressed the turbid air that could not be emitted in his heart. Without any hesitation, he reached out and grabbed Yan Minghuà instantly hugged him.
I'm back!
As he said that, he didn't care whether Yan Minghuà agreed or not, and kissed him directly.
Um...um...um...um...
Yan Minghuà did not react at first, and she struggled instinctively for a few times, but the strong aura of the other party plunged into her nose, causing her to sink from body to heart...
Fellow Daoist Pei, he actually tried so hard... Well, I'm so happy... Fellow Daoist Pei...
Her body suddenly softened, and she immediately let the other party's big hand reach into her robe and knead the nephrite on her chest.
With lips and tongue intersecting, Yan Minghuà tiptoed to hold Pei Ling's neck with his hands, trying to put his tongue into the other person's mouth, sucking it in tangle and suck.
The teahouse is full of flowers and plants, as if it has entered the spring when all things are growing.
The sound of the new plant and trees was filled with ears.
Soon, Yan Minghuà had only a few light clothes left. She held the wall with both hands, stood upright with her left leg, and placed her right leg on a coffee table next to her waist. Her fragrant buttocks were raised high, and her flower hole opened and filled with love juice as she breathed like a small mouth. Pei Ling had already made it into a very shameful position.
Until this time, she finally woke up and hurriedly said: Wait!Wait a moment!If Senior Brother Fu and the others come back now...Ah...
Pei Ling ignored Yan Minghuà's request, held his already hard thick and long cock, and inserted it into the clam's mouth.
Ah...Pei, fellow Taoist Pei, stop...
The penis enjoyed the long-lost wet and heat of the tender flesh of the flower pussy. Pei Ling just stopped for a few breaths and couldn't wait to lift her back and forth.
Go...go upstairs...upstairs to replenish...uh...uh...
Yan Minghuà said nervously, but there was no intention of struggling at all. Gradually, her breathing became more and more rapid and her breathing became heavier.
A terrifying wave of air roared out, as if a mountain torrent broke out. In just a moment, the entire Xiao Mansion was blown to pieces.
The smoke and dust were filled with thick fog, and it was only after a long time that it gradually became clear.
But I saw that the originally huge and luxurious Xiao Mansion was left with only a piece of ruins.
The ground was bumpy, with countless cracks, and turbid water flowed everywhere, and the remains of grass and trees and bricks were scattered in the east and west, scattered all over the ground.
The ancestral hall.
The ancient pines in the courtyard and the colorful houses with double-eaved hip-tops have disappeared. On the remaining foundation, there is only a statue lying on the ground.
The robe that was originally covered was wiped out as early as the explosion.
Below, Xiao Shou's entire body had turned into powder and swelled into the dust around him, not even a trace of it was left.
Yu and the red pink bride are nowhere to be seen.
The night is low and dark.
The entire ruins were filled with yin energy, like falling into an ice cellar.
In the original backyard, two human-skin lanterns suddenly lit up, and the pale bone fire shone out a figure surrounded by pearls and dignified temperament.
The mistress of the Xiao family was wearing a mirror-like mask, floating in the air.A maid gradually emerged from a distance and moved closer to her.
In the darkness, bone fire reflected masks without facial features, reflecting a cold and strange halo.
After a long time, a crack suddenly appeared in the ancestral hall and the statue of the curse.
The next moment, the original aura of great terror and disaster began to dissipate rapidly.
The mistress of the Xiao family and many maids seemed to have some awareness, and immediately stopped all movements, showing a confused look on their faces.
But soon, the mask disappeared from their faces. The master and servant who had just revealed a beautiful and white face changed immediately, turning into ghosts with black bodies and red eyes.
All of them looked cold, their bodies were filled with rich yin energy and hatred, and their aura became extremely terrifying.
The ghosts gradually faded away, and in a moment, they disappeared under the night sky.
********************
Teahouse.
The white mist rolled outside the glazed window, surging like a tide.
Mo Lilan sat alone in the chair, closing her eyes and silently.
Not far from her, Yan Minghuà sat on the ground, his magic power flowing all over his body, his breath was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and he was concentrating on practicing.
On her side, she drew a circle with the mist of the dark sky, completely surrounding her.
It has been several days since Pei Ling left, but Senior Brother Fu and the other three have not returned yet.
During this period, Yan Minghuà was worried that senior brother Fu and the other three or Pei Ling would have an accident, and wanted to go out to find someone several times, but they were all stopped by Mo Lilan.
Finally, Mo Lilan became impatient and trapped her directly using the formation.
Surrounded by the mist of the dark sky, Yan Minghuà could not do anything except practice.
At this time, after Yan Minghuà slowly let out a breath, her breath gradually calmed down. She slowly opened her eyes, her eyes as bright as stars. In a moment, she slowly closed and returned to normal, but it was the end of her cultivation again.
Looking at the formation that trapped her, she frowned slightly, looked at Mo Lilan again, and suddenly asked: Senior, how did you know Senior and Friend Pei?
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Lilan suddenly opened her eyes.
However, he ignored Yan Minghuà's intentions at all, but quickly looked towards the gate.
Seeing that his reaction was strange, Yan Minghuà immediately became alert, turned his head and looked towards the gate.
But the next moment...
Around Mo Lilan, a majestic mist in the dark sky suddenly rose, and the darkness surged, like a stormy wave pounced on his head. In a blink of an eye, he completely swallowed it!
The mist of the dark sky blocks vision and exploration, but the aura in it is getting stronger and stronger. At first it was just the peak of the God Transformation, and gradually, it began to climb to a higher realm!
Yan Minghuà was stunned. Before he could react to what had happened, he saw a vast and majestic aura soaring into the sky in the mist of the dark sky. The cold desire for death and vitality confronted each other and transformed each other, as if blending with each other.
Gradually, vitality turns into a desire for death, and vitality grows in the desire for death. The two continue to reincarnate and finally perfectly merged together!
The coldness in the entire teahouse was swept away by the whistling vitality like an angry tide, and it fell a lot in an instant.
Afterwards, as the vitality continues to dissipate, the warmth in the teahouse gradually becomes warm, and the wooden boards around it are like dead trees in spring, quietly swelling branches and leaves, blooming buds.
There are also hundreds of herbs in the gaps between the floor tiles, as fluffy as a blanket.
In just a short moment, the originally terrifying teahouse was already full of flowers and dense grass, just like the nerves moving in spring.
In an instant, all the mist of the dark sky gathered in the middle, rolling like a pillar, a majestic and violent figure appeared. It was naked and covered in its body, but it did not feel lustful at all, but it felt strong and strong.
On the tall body, the muscles are knotted and the blocks are clearly divided, and the body is covered with dense red patterns, which is exactly Pei Ling!
The blood evil aura is surging like the essence, entangling its body, and countless insights about life and death, about emptiness and reality are like smoke and clouds, lingering around, bizarre, with a vast atmosphere, and a majestic atmosphere, fully displayed.
Return to the Void Period!
Pei Ling opened his eyes, and all his breath, perception, and blood evil quickly converged into his body.
The small path to return to the emptiness requires breakthroughs through the heavenly tribulation at the time of life and death.When the great way returns to the emptiness, you only need to experience life and death, and there is no need to overcome the heavenly tribulation again.
Life and death are the greatest disaster!
Fellow Daoist Pei?
At this time, a soft and slightly surprised voice suddenly came not far away.
Pei Ling turned around and saw Yan Minghuà standing beside him.
Maybe it was because I had just died once; or my cultivation suddenly broke through to the return of my void, and my whole body was unable to vent my power; or maybe the thousands of years in that void seemed too lonely and desperate; or maybe all three were...
Pei Ling felt inexplicably suppressed the turbid air that could not be emitted in his heart. Without any hesitation, he reached out and grabbed Yan Minghuà instantly hugged him.
I'm back!
As he said that, he didn't care whether Yan Minghuà agreed or not, and kissed him directly.
Um...um...um...um...
Yan Minghuà did not react at first, and she struggled instinctively for a few times, but the strong aura of the other party plunged into her nose, causing her to sink from body to heart...
Fellow Daoist Pei, he actually tried so hard... Well, I'm so happy... Fellow Daoist Pei...
Her body suddenly softened, and she immediately let the other party's big hand reach into her robe and knead the nephrite on her chest.
With lips and tongue intersecting, Yan Minghuà tiptoed to hold Pei Ling's neck with his hands, trying to put his tongue into the other person's mouth, sucking it in tangle and suck.
The teahouse is full of flowers and plants, as if it has entered the spring when all things are growing.
The sound of the new plant and trees was filled with ears.
Soon, Yan Minghuà had only a few light clothes left. She held the wall with both hands, stood upright with her left leg, and placed her right leg on a coffee table next to her waist. Her fragrant buttocks were raised high, and her flower hole opened and filled with love juice as she breathed like a small mouth. Pei Ling had already made it into a very shameful position.
Until this time, she finally woke up and hurriedly said: Wait!Wait a moment!If Senior Brother Fu and the others come back now...Ah...
Pei Ling ignored Yan Minghuà's request, held his already hard thick and long cock, and inserted it into the clam's mouth.
Ah...Pei, fellow Taoist Pei, stop...
The penis enjoyed the long-lost wet and heat of the tender flesh of the flower pussy. Pei Ling just stopped for a few breaths and couldn't wait to lift her back and forth.
Go...go upstairs...upstairs to replenish...uh...uh...
Yan Minghuà said nervously, but there was no intention of struggling at all. Gradually, her breathing became more and more rapid and her breathing became heavier.
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