Ah... I scared my mother... Are you here to find her?
My mother seemed to have not noticed that I was coming, and she looked surprised, and she was speechless and didn't know what to say to me for a moment. The strange feeling in my heart was even more
Mom, I have just practiced the exercises for a long time. Now I come out to breathe and see you here. What happened to you? Why do you look very depressed?
I asked my mother carefully, after all, my mother's expression really worried me
But my mother stroked my shoulders, then touched my head lovingly, and said gently
Silly child, what can happen to my mother? I'm just thinking about the martial arts conference. Your martial arts have grown rapidly recently, and my mother is very pleased.
I looked at my mother's face and smiled tightly, and I couldn't help feeling sorry for me. My mother must have something to hide from me. We are mother and son, and my mother's sad and depressed look was so hard that I could still feel the helplessness.
But my mother looked like she didn't want to know me, and I couldn't keep asking questions, so I pretended to be relaxed and answered many questions that my mother cared about me.
My mother also asked about Li Qian’s situation. After I answered it one by one, my mother said goodbye to me and went back to her room with exhausted expression.
But I still felt something was wrong, but I didn't know what was wrong, so I went to discuss it with Song Mi'er. Song Mi'er seemed to notice it, but she was hesitant to me. She just told me to reassure me and leave it to her to deal with it.
After hearing this, Song Mi'er went to find Mu Yunfei and wanted to talk to her mother in detail about the vain of me.
Song Mi'er knocked on Mu Yunfei's door, but after knocking for a long time, no one answered inside.
Song Mi'er's expression changed slightly, so she pushed the door and turned the screen into the inner room and saw Mu Yunfei leaning weakly against the bed, her face slight abnormal blushing. Song Mi'er seemed to have guesses in her heart.
Master Mu, what's wrong with you
My mother thought a lot after seeing me. Mu Yunfei couldn't help but shed tears and thought about the past. She thought that her son was her only concern. She couldn't bear to leave her son. She wanted to watch her son grow up and marry and have children. But what should she do now? Could she become a lewd slut every day? She can't stand these things.
Thinking about the domineering Hehuan San, it's time to relapse again
Mu Yunfei was full of thoughts, and the idea of suicide emerged again and again, and was suppressed by herself again and again.
Even the sound of knocking at the door was not to be concerned about, but unexpectedly, the person who came in was Song Mi'er, who was usually cold-eyed.
I'm fine, what are you doing? You go, I want to stay alone for a while
Song Mi'er stood beside the bed, not knowing what to do for a moment. Thinking of my instructions, she could only sit down and say
Is Master Mu sick? I don’t think you look very good. I am leaning towards medical skills. Maybe I can show you...
Mu Yunfei didn't want to speak at this time because she had already felt the effect of Yin and Yang Hehuan San. Her body became hot, and the mons pubis between her legs became empty and itchy, making her unable to help but want to rub her legs to suppress her pleasure.
No, it's okay, good and evil are incompatible, stay away from me
Mu Yunfei said in an almost hoarse voice, but Mu Yunfei's abnormal behavior could not deceive Song Mi'er at all. Song Mi'er immediately walked towards Mu Yunfei, pressing Mu Yunfei with one hand and touching her arteries with the other.
Song Mi'er was shocked. She was so domineering and lewd poison.
Master Mu...you...you are hit by Yin and Yang Hehuan San...Why don't you say...Is it going to suffocate yourself to death... Song Mi'er couldn't help but say nervously and angrily, the matter was exposed, and Mu Yunfei was no longer scruples in her heart
Say, holding back the discomfort of the body's fever
Master Song, you don’t have to worry about my affairs. No one can solve this poison. Apart from the person who poisoned me, are you making fun of me? Don’t you have to laugh at me.
Master Mu, what are you saying? You are going to suffocate yourself to death. I know that this lewd and bully is extremely rude. If you insist on holding it in, you are afraid of exploding your body and dying, and you are unconscious at that time. If you are exploited by the evil person, what else can you do?
After hearing Song Mi'er's words, Master Mu suddenly thought of the peak of his lustful poison attack, and he had almost no consciousness. He just wanted to ask for pleasure. Thinking of this, his eyes flashed in decisiveness. He pulled out the jade sword at his hand and put it on his neck.
Master Song is right, what should I do? If I want to die with more dignity, I can only commit suicide. Song Mi'er became nervous and hurried to stop Mu Yunfei's sword, and then said anxiously
Master Mu, I don’t mean this, absolutely not, I don’t mean this. If Master Mu wants, I can pass on the unique skills of our Youyue Sect to you. At that time, you will be able to expel the lustful poison.
Mu Yunfei firmly took the sword
No, I can't, I'm incompatible with the Demon Sect, how can I practice your skills without saying anything, you just pretend that you haven't seen me before, let me die
Song Mi'er is not a patient master either. After hearing Mu Yunfei's words, she felt a little annoyed and exerted her resentment. She easily shocked the weak Mu Yunfei and shook the sword in her hand to the far ground. Mu Yunfei immediately fell on the bed.
You all share the decent sects of the Demon Cult. I am kind enough to save you, but I can’t be humiliated by you. It’s better to live without dying. What should you do if Liang Yu dies? What should you do if Hengshan sects do?
My mother was completely disappointed after hearing this. How could she not have expected these things? But...
Just then, an evil and hearty laughter came from outside the screen
Hahaha, it’s so lively, Master Mu even asked his sisters to play with me...
Death thief, you...
Mu Yunfei was already weak at this time, so she could only look at Ren Xiaoyao with resentment.
Song Mi'er was shocked to realize that Ren Xiaoyao had not left at all, and still stayed here, and even harmed Sect Mu. No wonder Mu Yunfei was so decisive just now. It turned out to be this scum, which was simply hateful.
Oh, it turns out it was Song Mi'er, the beauty of the Demon Cult, how about it? It was Master Mu who told you that she was drunk and dreaming of death under me. Does Meiren Song want to experience it?
Ren Xiaoyao said frivolously, which made Song Mi'er disgusted, and Mu Yunfei even wanted to stab him to death with a knife.
Seeing Ren Xiaoyao approaching, Song Mi'er drew her sword and stuck it out to block Mu Yunfei's bed, preventing Ren Xiaoyao from going further.
It turns out it was you. Young Master Ren is really worthy of being a flower picker. He harassed Li Qian and did such a thing to Master Mu. He really doesn’t take the Songshan Sect seriously. Are you not afraid of making your father angry to death?
Song Mi'er glared at her, her eyes were strong and heroic, and her stimulating eyes made people feel more inclined to conquer.
She was wearing a dark blue dress, and the loose outer shirt of the Magic Sect covered Song Mi'er. With her open clothes, you can see the blue tight dress with a completely different light color inside. Her dark breasts tightly surrounded Song Mi'er's big breasts, highlighting her perfect and sexy S-shaped figure so attractive.
The lower body is a smooth hem, and the soft and silky fabric outlines Song Mi'er's perky buttocks and slender legs.
The collar is slightly lowered, and you can vaguely see Song Mi'er's deep cleavage
Hahaha, Song Mi'er, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business. You, a witch from the Demon Sect, are you not afraid of making you messy?
Ren Xiaoyao was not in a hurry, and he was still leisurely looking at Song Mi'er with his shoulders in his arms.
No need to talk nonsense, give me the antidote, otherwise I won’t want to go out alive and leave you Songshan without a successor
After saying that, Song Mi'er pointed his sword at Ren Xiaoyao with a convenient sword. Ren Xiaoyao was prepared for a long time. He jumped and pointed at Song Mi'er's sword at the tip of his toes. Then he turned into a gas and pushed it towards Song Mi'er. Song Mi'er retreated for a while, and then turned into a gas and entered the sword, cleverly stabbed Ren Xiaoyao.
Hahaha... Song Mi'er, you are simply delusional. Your current internal strength is different from you in the past few days...
I don't know what happened to you... But now you are no match for me at all. It's better to follow me and let you go to the celestial world. Wouldn't it be beautiful
Ren Xiaoyao said, while continuing Song Mi'er's attack. Of course, after knowing Song Mi'er's background, he only felt that Song Mi'er was powerless, so Ren Xiaoyao just teased and avoided Song Mi'er's attack. He also touched Song Mi'er's soft breasts or buttocks from time to time, which made Song Mi'er yell in anger.
Beast...
Song Mi'er blames me for this. Before, Song Mi'er passed on me skills and consumed most of her internal strength. This is not Ren Xiaoyao's opponent.
Tear and pull...
My mother seemed to have not noticed that I was coming, and she looked surprised, and she was speechless and didn't know what to say to me for a moment. The strange feeling in my heart was even more
Mom, I have just practiced the exercises for a long time. Now I come out to breathe and see you here. What happened to you? Why do you look very depressed?
I asked my mother carefully, after all, my mother's expression really worried me
But my mother stroked my shoulders, then touched my head lovingly, and said gently
Silly child, what can happen to my mother? I'm just thinking about the martial arts conference. Your martial arts have grown rapidly recently, and my mother is very pleased.
I looked at my mother's face and smiled tightly, and I couldn't help feeling sorry for me. My mother must have something to hide from me. We are mother and son, and my mother's sad and depressed look was so hard that I could still feel the helplessness.
But my mother looked like she didn't want to know me, and I couldn't keep asking questions, so I pretended to be relaxed and answered many questions that my mother cared about me.
My mother also asked about Li Qian’s situation. After I answered it one by one, my mother said goodbye to me and went back to her room with exhausted expression.
But I still felt something was wrong, but I didn't know what was wrong, so I went to discuss it with Song Mi'er. Song Mi'er seemed to notice it, but she was hesitant to me. She just told me to reassure me and leave it to her to deal with it.
After hearing this, Song Mi'er went to find Mu Yunfei and wanted to talk to her mother in detail about the vain of me.
Song Mi'er knocked on Mu Yunfei's door, but after knocking for a long time, no one answered inside.
Song Mi'er's expression changed slightly, so she pushed the door and turned the screen into the inner room and saw Mu Yunfei leaning weakly against the bed, her face slight abnormal blushing. Song Mi'er seemed to have guesses in her heart.
Master Mu, what's wrong with you
My mother thought a lot after seeing me. Mu Yunfei couldn't help but shed tears and thought about the past. She thought that her son was her only concern. She couldn't bear to leave her son. She wanted to watch her son grow up and marry and have children. But what should she do now? Could she become a lewd slut every day? She can't stand these things.
Thinking about the domineering Hehuan San, it's time to relapse again
Mu Yunfei was full of thoughts, and the idea of suicide emerged again and again, and was suppressed by herself again and again.
Even the sound of knocking at the door was not to be concerned about, but unexpectedly, the person who came in was Song Mi'er, who was usually cold-eyed.
I'm fine, what are you doing? You go, I want to stay alone for a while
Song Mi'er stood beside the bed, not knowing what to do for a moment. Thinking of my instructions, she could only sit down and say
Is Master Mu sick? I don’t think you look very good. I am leaning towards medical skills. Maybe I can show you...
Mu Yunfei didn't want to speak at this time because she had already felt the effect of Yin and Yang Hehuan San. Her body became hot, and the mons pubis between her legs became empty and itchy, making her unable to help but want to rub her legs to suppress her pleasure.
No, it's okay, good and evil are incompatible, stay away from me
Mu Yunfei said in an almost hoarse voice, but Mu Yunfei's abnormal behavior could not deceive Song Mi'er at all. Song Mi'er immediately walked towards Mu Yunfei, pressing Mu Yunfei with one hand and touching her arteries with the other.
Song Mi'er was shocked. She was so domineering and lewd poison.
Master Mu...you...you are hit by Yin and Yang Hehuan San...Why don't you say...Is it going to suffocate yourself to death... Song Mi'er couldn't help but say nervously and angrily, the matter was exposed, and Mu Yunfei was no longer scruples in her heart
Say, holding back the discomfort of the body's fever
Master Song, you don’t have to worry about my affairs. No one can solve this poison. Apart from the person who poisoned me, are you making fun of me? Don’t you have to laugh at me.
Master Mu, what are you saying? You are going to suffocate yourself to death. I know that this lewd and bully is extremely rude. If you insist on holding it in, you are afraid of exploding your body and dying, and you are unconscious at that time. If you are exploited by the evil person, what else can you do?
After hearing Song Mi'er's words, Master Mu suddenly thought of the peak of his lustful poison attack, and he had almost no consciousness. He just wanted to ask for pleasure. Thinking of this, his eyes flashed in decisiveness. He pulled out the jade sword at his hand and put it on his neck.
Master Song is right, what should I do? If I want to die with more dignity, I can only commit suicide. Song Mi'er became nervous and hurried to stop Mu Yunfei's sword, and then said anxiously
Master Mu, I don’t mean this, absolutely not, I don’t mean this. If Master Mu wants, I can pass on the unique skills of our Youyue Sect to you. At that time, you will be able to expel the lustful poison.
Mu Yunfei firmly took the sword
No, I can't, I'm incompatible with the Demon Sect, how can I practice your skills without saying anything, you just pretend that you haven't seen me before, let me die
Song Mi'er is not a patient master either. After hearing Mu Yunfei's words, she felt a little annoyed and exerted her resentment. She easily shocked the weak Mu Yunfei and shook the sword in her hand to the far ground. Mu Yunfei immediately fell on the bed.
You all share the decent sects of the Demon Cult. I am kind enough to save you, but I can’t be humiliated by you. It’s better to live without dying. What should you do if Liang Yu dies? What should you do if Hengshan sects do?
My mother was completely disappointed after hearing this. How could she not have expected these things? But...
Just then, an evil and hearty laughter came from outside the screen
Hahaha, it’s so lively, Master Mu even asked his sisters to play with me...
Death thief, you...
Mu Yunfei was already weak at this time, so she could only look at Ren Xiaoyao with resentment.
Song Mi'er was shocked to realize that Ren Xiaoyao had not left at all, and still stayed here, and even harmed Sect Mu. No wonder Mu Yunfei was so decisive just now. It turned out to be this scum, which was simply hateful.
Oh, it turns out it was Song Mi'er, the beauty of the Demon Cult, how about it? It was Master Mu who told you that she was drunk and dreaming of death under me. Does Meiren Song want to experience it?
Ren Xiaoyao said frivolously, which made Song Mi'er disgusted, and Mu Yunfei even wanted to stab him to death with a knife.
Seeing Ren Xiaoyao approaching, Song Mi'er drew her sword and stuck it out to block Mu Yunfei's bed, preventing Ren Xiaoyao from going further.
It turns out it was you. Young Master Ren is really worthy of being a flower picker. He harassed Li Qian and did such a thing to Master Mu. He really doesn’t take the Songshan Sect seriously. Are you not afraid of making your father angry to death?
Song Mi'er glared at her, her eyes were strong and heroic, and her stimulating eyes made people feel more inclined to conquer.
She was wearing a dark blue dress, and the loose outer shirt of the Magic Sect covered Song Mi'er. With her open clothes, you can see the blue tight dress with a completely different light color inside. Her dark breasts tightly surrounded Song Mi'er's big breasts, highlighting her perfect and sexy S-shaped figure so attractive.
The lower body is a smooth hem, and the soft and silky fabric outlines Song Mi'er's perky buttocks and slender legs.
The collar is slightly lowered, and you can vaguely see Song Mi'er's deep cleavage
Hahaha, Song Mi'er, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business. You, a witch from the Demon Sect, are you not afraid of making you messy?
Ren Xiaoyao was not in a hurry, and he was still leisurely looking at Song Mi'er with his shoulders in his arms.
No need to talk nonsense, give me the antidote, otherwise I won’t want to go out alive and leave you Songshan without a successor
After saying that, Song Mi'er pointed his sword at Ren Xiaoyao with a convenient sword. Ren Xiaoyao was prepared for a long time. He jumped and pointed at Song Mi'er's sword at the tip of his toes. Then he turned into a gas and pushed it towards Song Mi'er. Song Mi'er retreated for a while, and then turned into a gas and entered the sword, cleverly stabbed Ren Xiaoyao.
Hahaha... Song Mi'er, you are simply delusional. Your current internal strength is different from you in the past few days...
I don't know what happened to you... But now you are no match for me at all. It's better to follow me and let you go to the celestial world. Wouldn't it be beautiful
Ren Xiaoyao said, while continuing Song Mi'er's attack. Of course, after knowing Song Mi'er's background, he only felt that Song Mi'er was powerless, so Ren Xiaoyao just teased and avoided Song Mi'er's attack. He also touched Song Mi'er's soft breasts or buttocks from time to time, which made Song Mi'er yell in anger.
Beast...
Song Mi'er blames me for this. Before, Song Mi'er passed on me skills and consumed most of her internal strength. This is not Ren Xiaoyao's opponent.
Tear and pull...
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