Cuilei Mountain.
Underground practice room.
The formation was quietly running, and suddenly, the room was as solid as the spiritual energy was stirring slightly, like a wave bang.
Immediately, a long and narrow space crack opened, and the figure of Xuanshan carrying a sword strode out.
Pei Ling returned to his cultivation place, and his divine thoughts swept around him, but nodded slightly.
He had just reported to the ancestor Fuqiong about the Eternal Night Desert. The ancestor Fuqiong asked him to concentrate on the path of immortality without worrying about anything else.
This is very good!
Originally, Pei Ling also prepared a set of carefully considered excuses to explain the source of his news and explain that the loose seal of the Death Immortal had nothing to do with him...
And now, nothing needs to be said!
Fuqiong The ancestor didn’t care about those things at all. Now the other party only cares about his immortal path!
The situation in Yongye Desert has been informed that the ancestor "Fuqian" is unable to practice immortal arts now, so there is no need to stay in the sect anymore...
Next, we will challenge the Tiansheng Sect, the Reincarnation Tower and Wushi Mountain Villa...
All races have an invincible road, and momentum comes first!
But now, I have won five battles and five victories, and my momentum and reputation are no less than any sect leader.
But I don’t need to rely on anyone to encourage my voice!
Moreover, my current cultivation level is already in the late stage of Hedao.
Even if the sect leader of the Tiansheng Sect, the Reincarnation Tower, and the Wushi Villa is combined, he is definitely not my current opponent!
This time I won’t take anyone there, so as not to avoid the Demon Sect’s unruly actions against my subordinates…
Just as he was thinking, Pei Ling suddenly realized that someone had come to the door of his cultivation room, and his aura was very familiar... It was Si Hong Miaoli!
Pei Ling thought and before Si Hongmiaoli could knock on the door, the restriction was lifted away, and the door opened silently.
Si Hongmiaoli walked slowly on the narrow and dim corridor. At this moment, she tied her long hair and her bead hairpin was inserted diagonally, revealing her slender and fair neck, and shining brightly in the shadows.
There was a little moisture on the side of the neck, but I took a shower and changed my clothes in a hurry before coming.
At present, the white background and red flower skirt she used to wear had already changed into a new dress, with pine green dark patterns and pine green tulle white collar and wide sleeves of double-breasted outer shirt, as if it were the mist in the pine forest in winter, the snow skin was faintly visible, and crystal clear as mermaid pearls.
The crepe skirt is as soft as the mist lingering in the mountains in the morning light, winding and circling, soft as flowing water, accompanied by fine steps, like a gentle stream with green leaves falling under the night sky, quietly flowing into the training room.
As soon as she came in, the door was automatically closed without wind.
Pei Ling sat cross-legged in the cushion and asked with a plain expression: What's the matter?
Si Hongmiaoli lowered her head slightly, and her neck bent into a soft posture, like a swan with her head hanging down, with beads swaying by her temples, reflecting the colorful colors. She said softly: On the order of the mistress, she came to serve the Holy Son and perform the duties of the furnace and cauldron.
Pei Ling was slightly stunned. After reacting, he immediately coughed dryly, then stood up and walked towards Si Hongmiaoli.
No need to do this. This matter ultimately requires your love and mutual love. I love each other. This saint son doesn't like it...
While saying this, he was already hugging his boss Hongmiaoli's slender waist. Si Hongmiaoli had no intention of resisting, and his voice was light and soft, as if a feather was falling down: I, I volunteered...
So, the next moment, Si Hongmiao's green dress fell off one by one and fell to the ground. First, her beautiful and slender neck was exposed to the air, then her snow-white and fragrant shoulders, then her chest was proudly raised, and then her two slender and white jade legs, and her white skin as white as ice and snow, exposed in front of Pei Ling without any concealment.
Miaoli's body is really wonderful.Pei Ling hugged his superior Hong Miaoli's slender waist while playing with Si Hong Miaoli's breasts, and said with a wicked smile.
Thank you for your praise. Fortunately, I have some effect on my poor body, which can be used by the Holy Son.Si Hong Miaoli gasped in a delicate voice and said softly.
Haha, Miaoli doesn’t have to underestimate herself. I have wanted to taste Miaoli’s body for a long time.Pei Ling left Si Hongmiaoli with both hands, asked Si Hongmiaoli to kneel on the cushion, walked behind Si Hongmiaoli, stretched out a finger and gently inserted it into the flower hole. After a few simple rounds and turns, his fingers brought out the mucus again and again.
Haha, I am very satisfied with the performance of Miaoli flower pussy. It seems that my cock is welcome to enter.Pei Ling put his finger into Si Hongmiaoli's mouth, then rubbed his penis against the clam's mouth a few times, and then fucked violently into his vagina.
Ah …… Ah ……
Si Hong Miaoli's lower body felt severe pain. She knew that her innocence had been lost for many years and would be Pei Ling's toy in the future. At this time, her beautiful eyes were confused and her face turned slightly red, as if she was drunk. The woman's self-informed panting was fully reflected in Si Hong Miaoli.
Ah!...Ah!……Um!...
Si Hong Miaoli didn't know if she was this nature or wanted to vent something. As Pei Ling's penis penetrated deeper and deeper, her moans became louder and louder.
Unlike the extremely gentleness of Yan Minghuà and Wenren Lingse, who made people hear the moans of Pityxi. Si Hong Miaoli seemed to be painful and happy, and the sound of panting and moans came out violently. Pei Ling felt Si Hong Miaoli's high moans, and the emotions in her heart were also ignited. She grabbed Si Hong Miaoli's scattered black hair with her right hand, slapped Si Hong Miaoli's fragrant buttocks with her left hand, and pulled back with her right hand. Ah~ Si Hong Miaoli's head raised back like a swan.
Slap... Slap... Slap... Slap...
Si Hong Miaoli's flower hole wrapped around the penis for the first time. The flower duct that had not yet adapted to was now stirred by Pei Ling's penis. The flower slurry kept flowing out, moistening the flower duct. The lower body finally couldn't resist the rapid thrusting of the penis. Si Hong Miaoli's upper body lay weakly on the ground, forming a downward curve between her buttocks and waist.
One day and one night, violent movements in the training room kept coming out, mixed with urgent panting, begging for mercy, moans...
********************
The next morning.
A graceful figure appeared on the corridor outside the cultivation room.
The pure black veil skirt brushed across the ground like a cloud of ink, and the moon set foot silently, and came to the door of the training room.
Just as she was about to speak, the door silently opened a gap, and immediately there was a tangled and sticky movement inside, vaguely, the sound of gasping was high and low.
Li Lieyue's expression did not change at all, and she quickly walked into it.
The door closed silently.
Li Lieyue looked at the large traces of vaginal fluid on the ground, raised her neck slightly, and said to Si Hong Miaoli, who was sitting naked on Pei Ling, who kept letting her vagina suck her penis up and down, saying: Not bad.
After saying that, Li Lieyue's dark gauze skirt floated down, her thin shirt, bellyband, underwear, and her flawless body made Pei Ling not get tired of seeing it.
Li Lieyue stepped forward naked, sat down with her flower hole facing Pei Ling's lips, and looked at Si Hong Miaoli's face to face with her eyes.
Si Hong Miaoli, who was completely immersed in sensuality, kissed Li Lieyue with a lewd look.
Li Lieyue frowned, but did not move. Instead, she met Si Hongmiaoli's tongue that kept stretching in. Two stunning female cultivators kissed each other passionately. One flower hole was inserted into the penis, and the other was teased by the tongue. The two seemed to have a connection with each other. The delicate flower core trembled and ejaculated at the same time.
Pei Ling lay Si Hong Miaoli down and Li Lieyue knelt on her knees. He stretched out two fingers with his hands and inserted them into their flower holes, stirring them freely until they ejaculated again.
Pei Ling put the hard cock into Si Hong Miaoli's lower flower hole and began to thrust and play with the flower core. Si Hong Miaoli, who had been fucked for a day and a night, had weak voice and blurred consciousness. Only the lower flower hole still instinctively sucked the cock, constantly thirsty.
There is a flower hole below and a top. Before Si Hong Miaoli's flower hole below, the penis had been pulled away and inserted into the flower hole above. Si Hong Miaoli's flower hole seemed to be betrayed, and she kept spitting out flower soil, as if she was crying.
Li Lieyue's flower hole, who had just joined the battlefield, had a good penis. She catered bravely. The flower core occasionally spurted out a small stream of rapid flower paste and sprayed onto the glans, as if provoking the penis.
Pei Ling speeded up the thrusting of the penis, and soon Hua Xin was trembling continuously by the penis, and she frequently leaked out vaginal fluid.
Fuck the flower hole above and fuck the flower hole below.
The three of them were entangled in their bodies and were endlessly corrupted.
In the practice room, the spiritual energy gathered like rain clouds, surging and surging, as if it was endless.
Three days later, the door of the training room finally opened, and two wonderful ketone bodies were lying in the training room, hugging each other, and the semen at the flower hole in the heart of the legs slid down, extremely erotic and infinity of scenery. Pei Ling walked out of it calmly, sorted out the robe that he had just wore, and with a thought, he closed the door again.
Fuqiong The ancestor was still waiting for him to walk on the path of immortality, but he couldn't wait for too long, otherwise he could continue to practice like this...
Thinking of this, Pei Ling stepped out and came out of the cave.
He was about to use his escape technique and headed to the teleportation array, but he saw a cluster of flowers and trees not far away, a delicate and tall alien female cultivator was turned out.
This female cultivator looked like a human woman of seventeen or eighteen years old, with golden hair and golden eyes, and behind her eyes there were several clusters of red gold feathers that looked like flames. Her skin was brighter than snow, her waist was like a willow, and her appearance had a very strong alien style, which was extremely beautiful.
She quickly walked to Pei Ling, bowed her knees and bowed, and when she bowed, the wind blew her clothes, floating like a fairy.
Pei Ling immediately recognized that this was a foreigner under Si Hongqingyan.
This beauty from the alien race maintained a gesture of salute and said frightenedly: Pei Shengzi... Sect Master... Sect Master asked you to go... to Tiangeng Palace... to die...
Pei Ling was stunned. Before he could reply, he heard the beauty of the alien race say tremblingly. The sect leader said, "I asked her husband Su Li to siege the formation... This time... I will definitely kill the holy son... on the spot......
Hearing this, Pei Ling's expression suddenly became extremely strange. He hesitated for a while, turned around and looked in the direction of the Inheritance Hall, and finally shook his head with great perseverance and said in a deep voice: This saint son is now going to challenge the leader of the Tiansheng Sect, and the grudge between him and the leader, and he will talk about it after the son comes back.
After speaking, his mind moved and his figure disappeared from afar.
The beauty of the alien race hurriedly looked around, but saw Qingming being scattered and empty.
********************
Tiangan Palace.
main hall.
Si Hong Qingyan's red skirt is like blood, and the beads and jade are covered with beads and jade on the horse's bun. The precious light reflects the pink face, making her look more and more beautiful and charming.
She leaned against the throne like a boneless person, her crepe shirt was half-dressed and half-disappeared, and her shoulders were exposed, which was a bit of frost and snow, and she was fascinated by the soul.
At this moment, a beautiful foreigner with blond hair and golden eyes walked in from outside the hall, climbed up the Danba from the side, and immediately knelt under Si Hongqingyan's footsteps, and carefully reported: Sect Master, Su Li said that he had important things on his body and was inconvenient to come.
When Si Hongqingyan heard this, she frowned and shouted angrily: What does husband mean?!
After all, I am also a Taoist couple whom he married. As the saying goes, husband and wife are one. My enemy is his enemy. It would be fine if others don’t come. How could he ignore it?
If your husband doesn’t come, what else can I do when I am torture Pei Ling?
The beauty of the alien race maintained a respectful and gentle posture, kneeling on the ground, looking at her eyes, nose and heart, and did not dare to make a half-word sound...
Underground practice room.
The formation was quietly running, and suddenly, the room was as solid as the spiritual energy was stirring slightly, like a wave bang.
Immediately, a long and narrow space crack opened, and the figure of Xuanshan carrying a sword strode out.
Pei Ling returned to his cultivation place, and his divine thoughts swept around him, but nodded slightly.
He had just reported to the ancestor Fuqiong about the Eternal Night Desert. The ancestor Fuqiong asked him to concentrate on the path of immortality without worrying about anything else.
This is very good!
Originally, Pei Ling also prepared a set of carefully considered excuses to explain the source of his news and explain that the loose seal of the Death Immortal had nothing to do with him...
And now, nothing needs to be said!
Fuqiong The ancestor didn’t care about those things at all. Now the other party only cares about his immortal path!
The situation in Yongye Desert has been informed that the ancestor "Fuqian" is unable to practice immortal arts now, so there is no need to stay in the sect anymore...
Next, we will challenge the Tiansheng Sect, the Reincarnation Tower and Wushi Mountain Villa...
All races have an invincible road, and momentum comes first!
But now, I have won five battles and five victories, and my momentum and reputation are no less than any sect leader.
But I don’t need to rely on anyone to encourage my voice!
Moreover, my current cultivation level is already in the late stage of Hedao.
Even if the sect leader of the Tiansheng Sect, the Reincarnation Tower, and the Wushi Villa is combined, he is definitely not my current opponent!
This time I won’t take anyone there, so as not to avoid the Demon Sect’s unruly actions against my subordinates…
Just as he was thinking, Pei Ling suddenly realized that someone had come to the door of his cultivation room, and his aura was very familiar... It was Si Hong Miaoli!
Pei Ling thought and before Si Hongmiaoli could knock on the door, the restriction was lifted away, and the door opened silently.
Si Hongmiaoli walked slowly on the narrow and dim corridor. At this moment, she tied her long hair and her bead hairpin was inserted diagonally, revealing her slender and fair neck, and shining brightly in the shadows.
There was a little moisture on the side of the neck, but I took a shower and changed my clothes in a hurry before coming.
At present, the white background and red flower skirt she used to wear had already changed into a new dress, with pine green dark patterns and pine green tulle white collar and wide sleeves of double-breasted outer shirt, as if it were the mist in the pine forest in winter, the snow skin was faintly visible, and crystal clear as mermaid pearls.
The crepe skirt is as soft as the mist lingering in the mountains in the morning light, winding and circling, soft as flowing water, accompanied by fine steps, like a gentle stream with green leaves falling under the night sky, quietly flowing into the training room.
As soon as she came in, the door was automatically closed without wind.
Pei Ling sat cross-legged in the cushion and asked with a plain expression: What's the matter?
Si Hongmiaoli lowered her head slightly, and her neck bent into a soft posture, like a swan with her head hanging down, with beads swaying by her temples, reflecting the colorful colors. She said softly: On the order of the mistress, she came to serve the Holy Son and perform the duties of the furnace and cauldron.
Pei Ling was slightly stunned. After reacting, he immediately coughed dryly, then stood up and walked towards Si Hongmiaoli.
No need to do this. This matter ultimately requires your love and mutual love. I love each other. This saint son doesn't like it...
While saying this, he was already hugging his boss Hongmiaoli's slender waist. Si Hongmiaoli had no intention of resisting, and his voice was light and soft, as if a feather was falling down: I, I volunteered...
So, the next moment, Si Hongmiao's green dress fell off one by one and fell to the ground. First, her beautiful and slender neck was exposed to the air, then her snow-white and fragrant shoulders, then her chest was proudly raised, and then her two slender and white jade legs, and her white skin as white as ice and snow, exposed in front of Pei Ling without any concealment.
Miaoli's body is really wonderful.Pei Ling hugged his superior Hong Miaoli's slender waist while playing with Si Hong Miaoli's breasts, and said with a wicked smile.
Thank you for your praise. Fortunately, I have some effect on my poor body, which can be used by the Holy Son.Si Hong Miaoli gasped in a delicate voice and said softly.
Haha, Miaoli doesn’t have to underestimate herself. I have wanted to taste Miaoli’s body for a long time.Pei Ling left Si Hongmiaoli with both hands, asked Si Hongmiaoli to kneel on the cushion, walked behind Si Hongmiaoli, stretched out a finger and gently inserted it into the flower hole. After a few simple rounds and turns, his fingers brought out the mucus again and again.
Haha, I am very satisfied with the performance of Miaoli flower pussy. It seems that my cock is welcome to enter.Pei Ling put his finger into Si Hongmiaoli's mouth, then rubbed his penis against the clam's mouth a few times, and then fucked violently into his vagina.
Ah …… Ah ……
Si Hong Miaoli's lower body felt severe pain. She knew that her innocence had been lost for many years and would be Pei Ling's toy in the future. At this time, her beautiful eyes were confused and her face turned slightly red, as if she was drunk. The woman's self-informed panting was fully reflected in Si Hong Miaoli.
Ah!...Ah!……Um!...
Si Hong Miaoli didn't know if she was this nature or wanted to vent something. As Pei Ling's penis penetrated deeper and deeper, her moans became louder and louder.
Unlike the extremely gentleness of Yan Minghuà and Wenren Lingse, who made people hear the moans of Pityxi. Si Hong Miaoli seemed to be painful and happy, and the sound of panting and moans came out violently. Pei Ling felt Si Hong Miaoli's high moans, and the emotions in her heart were also ignited. She grabbed Si Hong Miaoli's scattered black hair with her right hand, slapped Si Hong Miaoli's fragrant buttocks with her left hand, and pulled back with her right hand. Ah~ Si Hong Miaoli's head raised back like a swan.
Slap... Slap... Slap... Slap...
Si Hong Miaoli's flower hole wrapped around the penis for the first time. The flower duct that had not yet adapted to was now stirred by Pei Ling's penis. The flower slurry kept flowing out, moistening the flower duct. The lower body finally couldn't resist the rapid thrusting of the penis. Si Hong Miaoli's upper body lay weakly on the ground, forming a downward curve between her buttocks and waist.
One day and one night, violent movements in the training room kept coming out, mixed with urgent panting, begging for mercy, moans...
********************
The next morning.
A graceful figure appeared on the corridor outside the cultivation room.
The pure black veil skirt brushed across the ground like a cloud of ink, and the moon set foot silently, and came to the door of the training room.
Just as she was about to speak, the door silently opened a gap, and immediately there was a tangled and sticky movement inside, vaguely, the sound of gasping was high and low.
Li Lieyue's expression did not change at all, and she quickly walked into it.
The door closed silently.
Li Lieyue looked at the large traces of vaginal fluid on the ground, raised her neck slightly, and said to Si Hong Miaoli, who was sitting naked on Pei Ling, who kept letting her vagina suck her penis up and down, saying: Not bad.
After saying that, Li Lieyue's dark gauze skirt floated down, her thin shirt, bellyband, underwear, and her flawless body made Pei Ling not get tired of seeing it.
Li Lieyue stepped forward naked, sat down with her flower hole facing Pei Ling's lips, and looked at Si Hong Miaoli's face to face with her eyes.
Si Hong Miaoli, who was completely immersed in sensuality, kissed Li Lieyue with a lewd look.
Li Lieyue frowned, but did not move. Instead, she met Si Hongmiaoli's tongue that kept stretching in. Two stunning female cultivators kissed each other passionately. One flower hole was inserted into the penis, and the other was teased by the tongue. The two seemed to have a connection with each other. The delicate flower core trembled and ejaculated at the same time.
Pei Ling lay Si Hong Miaoli down and Li Lieyue knelt on her knees. He stretched out two fingers with his hands and inserted them into their flower holes, stirring them freely until they ejaculated again.
Pei Ling put the hard cock into Si Hong Miaoli's lower flower hole and began to thrust and play with the flower core. Si Hong Miaoli, who had been fucked for a day and a night, had weak voice and blurred consciousness. Only the lower flower hole still instinctively sucked the cock, constantly thirsty.
There is a flower hole below and a top. Before Si Hong Miaoli's flower hole below, the penis had been pulled away and inserted into the flower hole above. Si Hong Miaoli's flower hole seemed to be betrayed, and she kept spitting out flower soil, as if she was crying.
Li Lieyue's flower hole, who had just joined the battlefield, had a good penis. She catered bravely. The flower core occasionally spurted out a small stream of rapid flower paste and sprayed onto the glans, as if provoking the penis.
Pei Ling speeded up the thrusting of the penis, and soon Hua Xin was trembling continuously by the penis, and she frequently leaked out vaginal fluid.
Fuck the flower hole above and fuck the flower hole below.
The three of them were entangled in their bodies and were endlessly corrupted.
In the practice room, the spiritual energy gathered like rain clouds, surging and surging, as if it was endless.
Three days later, the door of the training room finally opened, and two wonderful ketone bodies were lying in the training room, hugging each other, and the semen at the flower hole in the heart of the legs slid down, extremely erotic and infinity of scenery. Pei Ling walked out of it calmly, sorted out the robe that he had just wore, and with a thought, he closed the door again.
Fuqiong The ancestor was still waiting for him to walk on the path of immortality, but he couldn't wait for too long, otherwise he could continue to practice like this...
Thinking of this, Pei Ling stepped out and came out of the cave.
He was about to use his escape technique and headed to the teleportation array, but he saw a cluster of flowers and trees not far away, a delicate and tall alien female cultivator was turned out.
This female cultivator looked like a human woman of seventeen or eighteen years old, with golden hair and golden eyes, and behind her eyes there were several clusters of red gold feathers that looked like flames. Her skin was brighter than snow, her waist was like a willow, and her appearance had a very strong alien style, which was extremely beautiful.
She quickly walked to Pei Ling, bowed her knees and bowed, and when she bowed, the wind blew her clothes, floating like a fairy.
Pei Ling immediately recognized that this was a foreigner under Si Hongqingyan.
This beauty from the alien race maintained a gesture of salute and said frightenedly: Pei Shengzi... Sect Master... Sect Master asked you to go... to Tiangeng Palace... to die...
Pei Ling was stunned. Before he could reply, he heard the beauty of the alien race say tremblingly. The sect leader said, "I asked her husband Su Li to siege the formation... This time... I will definitely kill the holy son... on the spot......
Hearing this, Pei Ling's expression suddenly became extremely strange. He hesitated for a while, turned around and looked in the direction of the Inheritance Hall, and finally shook his head with great perseverance and said in a deep voice: This saint son is now going to challenge the leader of the Tiansheng Sect, and the grudge between him and the leader, and he will talk about it after the son comes back.
After speaking, his mind moved and his figure disappeared from afar.
The beauty of the alien race hurriedly looked around, but saw Qingming being scattered and empty.
********************
Tiangan Palace.
main hall.
Si Hong Qingyan's red skirt is like blood, and the beads and jade are covered with beads and jade on the horse's bun. The precious light reflects the pink face, making her look more and more beautiful and charming.
She leaned against the throne like a boneless person, her crepe shirt was half-dressed and half-disappeared, and her shoulders were exposed, which was a bit of frost and snow, and she was fascinated by the soul.
At this moment, a beautiful foreigner with blond hair and golden eyes walked in from outside the hall, climbed up the Danba from the side, and immediately knelt under Si Hongqingyan's footsteps, and carefully reported: Sect Master, Su Li said that he had important things on his body and was inconvenient to come.
When Si Hongqingyan heard this, she frowned and shouted angrily: What does husband mean?!
After all, I am also a Taoist couple whom he married. As the saying goes, husband and wife are one. My enemy is his enemy. It would be fine if others don’t come. How could he ignore it?
If your husband doesn’t come, what else can I do when I am torture Pei Ling?
The beauty of the alien race maintained a respectful and gentle posture, kneeling on the ground, looking at her eyes, nose and heart, and did not dare to make a half-word sound...
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