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Chapter 9

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On the way back, Chai Jun's mind was filled with Fu Chanyao's naked and graceful figure.

It turned out that Chai Jun, who had inexplicably had skill, quickly arrived at the village and found that his father was safe and sound in the village, so he immediately found a set of clothes with his savings. He was worried about Fu Chanyao's safety and immediately ran back to the cave. He didn't see anyone else, so he searched everywhere.

Just when I found the edge of the pool, I accidentally saw Fu Chanyao, who happened to take off a bare body, slowly walked into the pool. Seeing her lying in the pool, I mistakenly thought she was going to seek a moment of disbelief, so I jumped out of the pool.

Fu Chanyao put on the coarse linen clothes that Chai Jun brought to her, and her body felt particularly uncomfortable. It turned out that he bought a size smaller. What's even more chaotic is that the cloth clothes in this village were very rough. The newly washed vermilion peony bellyband had not dried yet, so that the already tight gauze dress would rub against her sensitive nipples indiscriminately. If the man hadn't gone back long ago, he would have suspected that he had deliberately bought such a thing to embarrass him.

I walked back to the cave with a bumpy mountain road, and my nipples were itchy and painful. Before I knew it, honey juice had been secreted from the private parts between my legs.

After finally returning to the cave, I recalled that my hips were sitting on the man's thicker and longer penis than my husband. My hands had been stumbled on the two smooth and wet plump labia at some point. I wanted to reach out and dig inside to relieve the unbearable torture of itching in my vagina.

Now she doesn't seem to resist that burly man of average appearance. He is much more gentlemanly than most people she has seen.

I remembered the man in black and said he wanted to strip naked and put on a dog leash to the city. Fortunately, he saved himself in time...

The mind kept echoing.

Chan Mom, how can you do such shameless things?

Well, that's just that the spring color ghost made the body sensitive.

No, you can't do this.

Reason was even better in the end and defeated desire. However, the coarse linen was too small and it felt uncomfortable to sleep on the body. Fu Chanyao had to open it and slept on the bamboo bed.

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Early the next morning.

Qionghua Sect.

The early Fu Wānjun began to dress up. There was no major problem in the sect last night, but she was still careful about Chan Xi's safety. As soon as she left, she came to the back mountain as usual to guide her eldest disciple Liang Bingyan.

In her eyes, Liang Bingyan has been practicing martial arts with her since she was ten years old, and she has been treated as her daughter in her heart. She is the only candidate for the next sect leader. She does not disappoint her expectations. Now she is at the age of nineteen. If she had not met a top master, she would have the power to fight.

It’s not that she didn’t have the idea of ​​passing on the Xianzhen magic skills to her, but that this technique was brought out from Fuxi Valley, and the three sisters agreed not to be passed on.

She lived up to what she wanted. By the time she arrived, Liang Bingyan had already been practicing, but her body skills were full of irritability.

Fu Wānjun shot several sword energy away in the blink of an eye. Liang Bingyan was aware of it, but the reaction was hesitant than before and was hit by one of them.

Why are you absent-minded today?

Master, why did you marry that old Taoist priest? It’s not a good thing at first glance, and what is worthy of you?

Liang Bingyan said with disgust on her face.

Fu Wānjun originally wanted to explain, but she was afraid that she would be straight-hearted and would be born with hatred of evil and could not hide her mouth, so she replied: Things in the world are impermanent.

Then he left.

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When he returned to the boudoir, he found that Old Dao Jiang was waiting in his unique courtyard.

Come so early, what's wrong?Fu Wānjun was naturally dissatisfied. No one dared to enter the courtyard without his own instructions.

Old Dao Jiang was so excited last night that he couldn't sleep all night. He had an erection early in the morning and wanted to come to find Fairy Wānjun to get some advantage.

Last night you said you were tired and took a rest. Now, when you have a rest, I will come and get some advantage.

The meaning of Old Dao Jiang's words is that Fu Wānjun is not unaware of it. Last night, she sent two disciples to the Divine Doctor Valley overnight to ask for advice to see if there is any other way to solve the blood Gu on Shi Yufei's body.

We will get married tomorrow. Don’t worry about this moment. There are still many things to deal with yesterday’s casualties. You can go back and wait first.

Fu Wānjun, who wanted to delay time, refused directly.

Old Taoist Jiang is lurking in the righteous path for many years and is not exposed, and he is not a good thing. He thought to himself that you have something to ask for me now, so why do you look cold and lofty?

The dissatisfied Old Dao Jiang ignored her dissuasion and went around directly, trying to hug her body, but was swept by her agile body movement.

The angry old Taoist Jiang said loudly. Believe it or not, I will activate the blood Gu now and ask Shi Yufei, the little girl, to burn her lust to find the wild man.

The beautiful fairy face of Fu Wān Jun, who was facing away from Jiang Laodao, suddenly became very solemn, and his eyebrows revealed a murderous intent that he had never had before.

When Old Dao Jiang saw the cold Fu Wānjun's body remained motionless, as if he had agreed and compromised, he walked over excitedly.

Her skinny hands immediately walked around Fu Wānjun's armpit and hugged her waist.

The penis that had been excited and excited for a long time was pressing against Fu Wān Jun's honey buttocks through her clothes. The fragrance emitted from her body was like aphrodisiac, which stimulated Jiang Laodao to directly grasp the fullness of Fu Wān Jun's chest without stroking it carefully.

Fu Wānjun was attacked, but his anger disappeared surprisingly, becoming dignified and gentle. It was useless to be angry about the established things. All he thought about was that after Shi Yufei got better, Old Dao Jiang died tragically.

Mr. Jiang, who was so beautiful that he vented for several days, rubbed Wānjun's breasts as hard as he was about to burst. His breasts, which were originally surprisingly soft, were now rubbed and changed in shape.

Fuck, your breasts are so big, if you really want to live alone as the rumors, it would be a waste of resources.

The old Taoist Jiang, who was full of dirty words, was not idle at the bottom of his movements. He poked his hard cock into Wu Jun's big ass through his purple shirt. Even if he couldn't fuck her now, Old Taoist Jiang was quite satisfied with this. He just pushed him dozens of times in a while, so he was so happy that the hot air in his mouth was blowing hard on Wu Jun's cheeks.

She has never touched any man in the past forty years, and is still a virgin. Facing such a private confrontation, although her heart is calm, she is a daughter after all, and her calm heart lake has ripples, and her body feels surprisingly hot.

The pain caused by the extremely hard kneading of the Holy Spirit's breasts was still tolerated, but the strange feeling caused by the man's penis and the pain caused by the pain between her thighs was something she had never experienced before and was unable to bear.

With a strong sense of self-esteem, she couldn't help but bit her red lips lightly, and she couldn't help but silence.

Old Dao Jiang was very happy, and his hands were not satisfied with just rubbing the outer skirt. He fumbled and slipped in from the cross corner of the outer skirt. Unexpectedly, there was also an inner lining. He was furying and fumbled in the inner skirt again. He thought, this was too troublesome, and you would definitely wear only a bellyband in the future.

Fu Wānjun was already hot by Old Dao Jiang who stood up behind him and was half a head shorter than him, not to mention his hands touching around his clothes.

Um .

When Mr. Jiang finally found his hand into the bellyband of the last line of defense, his finger touched Fu Wānjun's nipples that were congested and hard at some point, a low moan from Fu Wānjun came.

Fu Wānjun knew that his nipples were the most sensitive. He would quietly become congested and stand up when touching them a few more times during the bath. At this moment, he was touched intimately by the disgusted man. A strong current instantly spread throughout every cell in the body, affecting the nerve lines of the brain.

When you feel comfortable, you scream out Ah, how can you be considered a master of the world?

The reason why he could hear the cold sect leader who countless people dreamed of kissing Fangze was gasping for a while was flirting with him was undoubtedly the most beautiful given by God. He was so happy that he stabbed her in the thighs quickly for more than a dozen times, and almost lost his semen and ejaculated.

Seeing that the cold goddess was silent again, Old Dao Jiang was deeply shocked. He looked at her heart and wanted to give Fu Wangun Jun aphrodisiac poison. At that time, she would not make her look like a bitch and would have to fill her belly with semen.