Wang Qiu recalled the past when he was young, and felt very emotional
As he matured and investigated, he gradually understood that the master truly loved Xiao Jingrong and felt very satisfied that he could die on her. There were also legends that the master tribe had to be verified. Is there really a Goddess, Dragon tribes or Sashimi tribes?
Perhaps Xiao Jingrong is not a goddess but a witch, because even though she indirectly harmed her master and absorbed his skills, and even in order to ensure her youthful youth, she could almost do her best, but he still couldn't forget her.
This woman who should have made him hate her to the core is also the only woman he and his master have ever had.
If the master is willing to give him his lifelong cultivation, then he will just give up and make a recollection that night for twenty years
Three years ago, he actually received her post again, inviting him to gather at Ruixiang Palace.
Twenty years have passed, and I can't let go of any grudges, so he went
With his cultivation, he found her bedroom silently. She was waiting for him in front of the window with elegant and light palace clothes.
The appearance has not changed much, but the charm has changed. Finally, he is no longer a beautiful and pink young girl, but a mature woman in her thirties, like a ripe peach, exuding a seductive aura all over her body
He was careful to beware of her, and he was so old that he could no longer stand her trouble. Besides, although his appearance was about ten years younger than her actual appearance, he still had a hard and did not look old, but compared to her beauty and beauty, his mentality was slightly distorted.
He first used the turtle breathing method, because he was afraid that she would release poison in the air. As a result, he carefully verified the tea she handed over. He only drank it without poison. However, after three sips of tea, he was still as weak as more than 20 years old. Then a place began to swell and became hard... His face was so shameless that he was blushing with shame.
After all, his cultivation level is no longer the same as Japanese, so he has to use his skills to resist. Xiao Jingrong, I am so old that you can't let me go?
I saw her eyes angrily, and I didn’t even think that I was old, why did you get old? Besides, no matter how you look at it, you are only under forty, and you are not old at all!
Xiao Jingrong, if you change the method, I will give you half of my skills, which can be considered as a way to resolve the evil fate of our two generations.
Hee...hee... Xiao Jingrong smiled and said, "What do I need such strong skills? No matter how deep my skills are, I can't keep my youth forever!"
In the end, he was stripped of his clothes and raised his clone to the bed.
She laughed and said, Wang Qiu didn't expect that your figure would still be so good, and the man's roots were so high and hard. Didn't you meet another woman later? After saying that, he gently flicked his hot and swollen clone.
He was ashamed at the time, and Fen Kang could no longer remember it. He remembered that he trembled and stared at her slowly taking off her clothes...
Her figure is still plump and upright, and her skin is still white and delicate...
When she was naked, she wanted to climb up his body like she had been more than twenty years ago, he stopped her
Let’s sink, didn’t you think about it repeatedly that night more than 20 years ago?
Haven't you ever secretly looked forward to when will you have another chance?
Sink... Sink...
He held her with his remaining strength, turned over and pressed her under him, kissed her gently, and stroked her. It has been twenty years, but in fact he has been thinking about her.
No matter how many men she has, at least she is his woman tonight...
Her feeling was still as tight and so ecstatic as twenty years ago...
Seeing her blooming like a beautiful flower under her body, listening to her soft moan, he kept guarding her semen, he wanted to pay for all her beauty and comfort his empty heart that had been for more than 20 years...
Until she was draped with her hair and begging for mercy, he saw that there were actually wisps of silver thread on her temples. When he touched her, his hands could not control themselves.
Could she be the youngest too?
She is the continuation of the master, and the dream he has been since childhood...
He leaned low on her body, and several times rushed out, and a cavity of hot fluid shot out. With the internal strength of his hard work, his skills were many times higher than twenty years ago...
Xiao Jingrong, my internal strength is too strong, you can't absorb much at a time, so I'll give it to you in three nights!
He is not a master, he gave her all his life's skills.
But in those three nights, he also gave her one-third of her skills. She suddenly grew five years older. Now she is really an old man in her forties.
On the night he was about to leave, she used a trick to keep him and asked him for the token of the master who had left behind. The master loved her very much, but the master didn't give her. How could he give her.
Besides, she is not the one who is destined to be. Also, the small box has been given to the unfilial disciple...
With her soft and sweet words, he also acted as a compensation for his deception to her, following her, the spring breeze passed again and again, and another half of his skills were passed again and again.
He really couldn't hand over the letter box because the master said that only those who are destined to open it
He didn't know who the master said was, now he knows
Because Xiao Jingrong told him that she was a descendant of the Goddess tribe, only the descendants of the Goddess tribe could open it
Their masters were originally the stewards of the Goddess tribe
As for what it is, no one knows
More than 20 years ago, you tried that box, but you couldn't open it!
Wang Qiu, you liar! Your master and apprentice are all liars! Tell you, I can't open it because my bloodline is too thin, but my prince can, my grandson can...
After saying that, he became her prisoner. In order to prevent him from escaping after he recovered his skills, he even broke his tendons...
Should you hate Xiao Jingrong?
But even though he knew that she was so selfish and willful, he was still from the trap!
After being trapped in the underground palace for three years, what he thought the most was whether Xiao Jingrong was a descendant of the Goddess tribe?
Are there really three great gods?
The masters of the three great gods told him some, but they were all legendary
If Xiao Jingrong was not a descendant of the goddess, why could she stay young forever? Even if she collects yang and replenishes yin, it should not be as effective as her?
If it weren't for the goddess, why would the men she met be obsessed with her?
Or is she a witch?
Zhu Xiuzhi looked at Wang Qiu and pondered without disturbing him. Everyone has a past. At this age, what else can't be seen through.
He packed up his things, took off his coat, put it on Uncle Wang, and sat cross-legged to rest.
Today is too exciting and I have given a lot of skills to Wang Bo. Although I am very strong now, I can't withstand such consumption.
If Lan'er had left in the morning and had been away for a day, where would she be now?
Where will you rest at night?
Han Feng probably won’t let Lan'er sleep outside...
As he matured and investigated, he gradually understood that the master truly loved Xiao Jingrong and felt very satisfied that he could die on her. There were also legends that the master tribe had to be verified. Is there really a Goddess, Dragon tribes or Sashimi tribes?
Perhaps Xiao Jingrong is not a goddess but a witch, because even though she indirectly harmed her master and absorbed his skills, and even in order to ensure her youthful youth, she could almost do her best, but he still couldn't forget her.
This woman who should have made him hate her to the core is also the only woman he and his master have ever had.
If the master is willing to give him his lifelong cultivation, then he will just give up and make a recollection that night for twenty years
Three years ago, he actually received her post again, inviting him to gather at Ruixiang Palace.
Twenty years have passed, and I can't let go of any grudges, so he went
With his cultivation, he found her bedroom silently. She was waiting for him in front of the window with elegant and light palace clothes.
The appearance has not changed much, but the charm has changed. Finally, he is no longer a beautiful and pink young girl, but a mature woman in her thirties, like a ripe peach, exuding a seductive aura all over her body
He was careful to beware of her, and he was so old that he could no longer stand her trouble. Besides, although his appearance was about ten years younger than her actual appearance, he still had a hard and did not look old, but compared to her beauty and beauty, his mentality was slightly distorted.
He first used the turtle breathing method, because he was afraid that she would release poison in the air. As a result, he carefully verified the tea she handed over. He only drank it without poison. However, after three sips of tea, he was still as weak as more than 20 years old. Then a place began to swell and became hard... His face was so shameless that he was blushing with shame.
After all, his cultivation level is no longer the same as Japanese, so he has to use his skills to resist. Xiao Jingrong, I am so old that you can't let me go?
I saw her eyes angrily, and I didn’t even think that I was old, why did you get old? Besides, no matter how you look at it, you are only under forty, and you are not old at all!
Xiao Jingrong, if you change the method, I will give you half of my skills, which can be considered as a way to resolve the evil fate of our two generations.
Hee...hee... Xiao Jingrong smiled and said, "What do I need such strong skills? No matter how deep my skills are, I can't keep my youth forever!"
In the end, he was stripped of his clothes and raised his clone to the bed.
She laughed and said, Wang Qiu didn't expect that your figure would still be so good, and the man's roots were so high and hard. Didn't you meet another woman later? After saying that, he gently flicked his hot and swollen clone.
He was ashamed at the time, and Fen Kang could no longer remember it. He remembered that he trembled and stared at her slowly taking off her clothes...
Her figure is still plump and upright, and her skin is still white and delicate...
When she was naked, she wanted to climb up his body like she had been more than twenty years ago, he stopped her
Let’s sink, didn’t you think about it repeatedly that night more than 20 years ago?
Haven't you ever secretly looked forward to when will you have another chance?
Sink... Sink...
He held her with his remaining strength, turned over and pressed her under him, kissed her gently, and stroked her. It has been twenty years, but in fact he has been thinking about her.
No matter how many men she has, at least she is his woman tonight...
Her feeling was still as tight and so ecstatic as twenty years ago...
Seeing her blooming like a beautiful flower under her body, listening to her soft moan, he kept guarding her semen, he wanted to pay for all her beauty and comfort his empty heart that had been for more than 20 years...
Until she was draped with her hair and begging for mercy, he saw that there were actually wisps of silver thread on her temples. When he touched her, his hands could not control themselves.
Could she be the youngest too?
She is the continuation of the master, and the dream he has been since childhood...
He leaned low on her body, and several times rushed out, and a cavity of hot fluid shot out. With the internal strength of his hard work, his skills were many times higher than twenty years ago...
Xiao Jingrong, my internal strength is too strong, you can't absorb much at a time, so I'll give it to you in three nights!
He is not a master, he gave her all his life's skills.
But in those three nights, he also gave her one-third of her skills. She suddenly grew five years older. Now she is really an old man in her forties.
On the night he was about to leave, she used a trick to keep him and asked him for the token of the master who had left behind. The master loved her very much, but the master didn't give her. How could he give her.
Besides, she is not the one who is destined to be. Also, the small box has been given to the unfilial disciple...
With her soft and sweet words, he also acted as a compensation for his deception to her, following her, the spring breeze passed again and again, and another half of his skills were passed again and again.
He really couldn't hand over the letter box because the master said that only those who are destined to open it
He didn't know who the master said was, now he knows
Because Xiao Jingrong told him that she was a descendant of the Goddess tribe, only the descendants of the Goddess tribe could open it
Their masters were originally the stewards of the Goddess tribe
As for what it is, no one knows
More than 20 years ago, you tried that box, but you couldn't open it!
Wang Qiu, you liar! Your master and apprentice are all liars! Tell you, I can't open it because my bloodline is too thin, but my prince can, my grandson can...
After saying that, he became her prisoner. In order to prevent him from escaping after he recovered his skills, he even broke his tendons...
Should you hate Xiao Jingrong?
But even though he knew that she was so selfish and willful, he was still from the trap!
After being trapped in the underground palace for three years, what he thought the most was whether Xiao Jingrong was a descendant of the Goddess tribe?
Are there really three great gods?
The masters of the three great gods told him some, but they were all legendary
If Xiao Jingrong was not a descendant of the goddess, why could she stay young forever? Even if she collects yang and replenishes yin, it should not be as effective as her?
If it weren't for the goddess, why would the men she met be obsessed with her?
Or is she a witch?
Zhu Xiuzhi looked at Wang Qiu and pondered without disturbing him. Everyone has a past. At this age, what else can't be seen through.
He packed up his things, took off his coat, put it on Uncle Wang, and sat cross-legged to rest.
Today is too exciting and I have given a lot of skills to Wang Bo. Although I am very strong now, I can't withstand such consumption.
If Lan'er had left in the morning and had been away for a day, where would she be now?
Where will you rest at night?
Han Feng probably won’t let Lan'er sleep outside...
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