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Chapter 125 Obscene scenes

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Similarly, Chu Qingyan, Han Cheng and his group, and were about to arrive in Luoyun Town, which was only half a day away from Qionghua Sect, also had different degrees of influence.

The most profound one is undoubtedly Chu Qingyan. A few years ago, when she went to Qionghua Sect to challenge Wu Huanjun, she could feel her mental disorder and her cultivation fluctuations.

Now it is getting closer again, and it is even more intense. Chu Qingyan, who is in the carriage, closed his eyes and rested, but he is always uneasy and will have hallucinations.

The more intuitive thing is Han Cheng. Compared to the last time he came to Qionghua Sect, the whole family was killed on the hillside, his mind had hallucinations. Later, facing the interception of the master of the Six Desire Palace, he had no idea why he escaped from a coma for no reason, and was even rescued by the Three Dragons thousands of miles away.

At this time, the Three Dragon True Man far away in the imperial capital was in the underground palace and said to himself: Finally, is it coming?

He recalled a month ago, he was also far away in the imperial capital and saw the Qionghua Sect Mountains thousands of miles away. The real dragon soared over the entire Qionghua Sect. It was a scene that only those who cultivators reached a certain level can see.

So he immediately flew to the Qionghua Sect Mountains regardless of the loss of cultivation. Only then did he find Han Cheng who was seriously injured and unconscious, and he also saw with his own eyes that the real dragon soaring across the entire mountain range returned to Han Cheng's body, and then he took him away from the mountains and came to the imperial capital.

According to his speculation, if Han Cheng was not the future emperor of this world, he would be a crucial role in the Immortal Court.

At this time, his attention was already in the upcoming thousand years. Whether he could open the Heavenly Gate and recast the Immortal Spirit Platform was the most important thing.

Time flies, and it has been a thousand years since the blink of an eye. The Three Dragons who have been living in panic are about to usher in the eve of light.

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The Qionghua Sect’s retreat and practice is within the secret of the practice.

Now, he is full of proud body, naked.

Sitting naked cross-legged.

The entire denseness was filled with the true energy of Chixia, and the rest surrounded everywhere.

By chance, her spiritual sense also touched the effect of Xianzhen when she was repairing, and then she had the opportunity to break through the Xianzhen magic power to the upper fifth level.

Her clothes were scattered into pieces in a breakthrough, and then naked.

With continuous diligence, she was able to gradually keenly realize that there were people who had practiced the Xianzhen magic skills. Among them, the closest ones were niece Yufei, Fu Chanyao, who was near Luoyun Town and her beloved disciple Liang Bingyan, and there was also a very weak feeling. Fu Chanyao knew clearly that she had disappeared for sixteen years.

Just as Fu Wānjun tried his best to sense the faint breath of Xianzhen, his breath was disordered.

A scene that made her very ashamed suddenly appeared in her mind.

That was in the underground palace built by one's order.

In the picture in my mind, there was a plump woman wearing a big red robe and a wedding dress, kissing a short and proud elderly man.

When the picture gradually became clear, I realized that the elderly man was Mr. Jiang who was locked in the underground palace by him some time ago.

And the woman in red wedding robe actually was herself.

As soon as he saw the true faces of the two, Fu Wānjun became even more disordered and he was spitting blood.

The following scenes made her even more ashamed.

In the underground palace, all the sinners who were captured by themselves were captured by themselves.

The picture feels so real.

Fu Wānjun couldn't help but calculate what was going on in this picture? Could it be that it was predicting that something was about to happen, because the dungeon and the characters were all familiar to him.

In the picture, Old Dao Jiang's thin palm actually stretched out to caress his fat and round breasts. It can be seen from it that his huge breasts were already rubbed through various shapes through the red robe.

In reality, Fu Wānjun was also rubbed by Jiang Laodao's breasts like this. Fu Wānjun still remembered that feeling of shame brought by touching was a personal experience.

It was at this moment that Fu Wānjun also felt that her snow-white chest was being rubbed, and her hot touch was filled with her heart.

The picture in my mind is lingering and I can't break it no matter how I think about it.

The next scene made me even more ashamed. For some reason, I actually lay on the table and let Old Dao Jiang use a whip to suck his fat butt.

The whip on the fat buttocks looked painful.

Since he couldn't remove the picture in his mind, Fu Wānjun tried to crack it.

This is exactly what Fu Wānjun's resolute and decisive nature has come to. She has tried to interpret Jiang Laodao's lips.

At first, it was just a few words that insulted themselves.

For example, a pretty good slut, if you don’t educate you for a moment, you won’t know what your status is.

Fuck, I haven't seen this big ass for a few days. I really missed me to death. I'm still so big. It looks much easier to give birth to a lot. It will be filled with your pussy in a while and let you give birth to a big baby.

As I said before, I just sucked Wānjun's big ass, and I didn't lie to you.

Damn, it turns out that the famous sect leader is just a little pussy who will flow whenever he is thrusted and beaten. Hahaha, he is really like a bitch, he doesn’t have to be beaten or flow.

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Such filthy words also reminded Fu Wānjun that this old Taoist Jiang was designated to tell the unforgivable demons in the underground palace about what he did to himself when he was threatened by him, including touching his breasts, playing with his big butt, and sucking his butt.

When I thought of this, Fu Wānjun's mind became more disordered, but the pictures in his mind were clearer.

The butt in Jiang Laodao's hand was hitting his round and fat ass.

Just as the more clearly the scene was seen, Fu Wānjun's body was gradually changing.