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Chapter 90 Grandma's famous weapon, ambushed on six sides

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Time is coming to noon, and the sun has only appeared for only three or four hours, and the sky is getting darker.

The gray sky gradually gathered dark clouds, covering the sky and the ground, and the raindrops as big as beans fell down, splashing on the ground, hitting Qin Yu's sickly body, making him feel thunderous.

The summer weather changes as soon as possible, the heat becomes a little cool, the thick moisture is mixed with the coldness, and Qin Yu is still immersed in his fantasy and does not want to move his body.

The clear lake water was under the raindrops, and the water surface was covered with dimples, making ticking sounds.The entire ground has become muddy and watery, bent the green grass on the roadside.

A silver lightning flashed through the sky, and the thunder echoed over the entire hill for a long time.

Qin Yu came to his senses from the echo and realized that he was soaked all over and had a split headache.

What's wrong with me?

Bewitched by the vixen?

He was frightened to find that his thoughts did not hurt only if they thought about what happened last night, but when they returned to reality, they were confused and felt that reality was inseparable from dreams.

Qin Yu stood up staggeringly, struggling, standing in the rain, looking up at the sky, the gray sky was endless, and heavy rain fell from the sky, falling on his face, splashing a hint of coolness.

He looked at everything around him, and an inexplicable sadness surged in his heart. If everything in the dream was false, then Xiang'er was also fake. Then is it interesting to live by himself?

This kind of love comes too hard and I am at a loss.

The sandy shore by the water has long disappeared. Under the erosion of rain, the pits are bumpy, and the beauty who once fell asleep is missing.

Qin Yu sighed and threw the silk handkerchief into the water with great perseverance. He didn't know what was wrong with him, but he was extremely similar to the stories told by some old people. He was probably fascinated by ghosts. If he couldn't let go of his obsession, he would die!

He still has dreams and many wives, so how can he die!

Following the muddy dirt road, Qin Yu staggered towards the wooden house. He left the support of the stone and realized how fragile he was.

The whole body was sore and without any strength, the inner strength in the dantian disappeared, and it was like a waste of people.

After walking two or three steps, Qin Yu's feet softened and with a thud, he fell into the mud, stained with mud all over his body.

Red phoenix snake hahahaha

Qin Yu lay in the mud and suddenly burst into laughter, changing his previous frustration.

The sky was gloomy, and with the crackling sound, the rain filled the sky.Qin Yu closed his eyes and let the rain splash on his face. He was suffocating, gasping violently, with an excited look on his face.

Although my whole body was blue and purple, with huge soreness, I suddenly realized that the pain in my whole body was completely washed away. Just under the three-inch Yangguan point of my cock, a ball of extremely pure feminine internal force surged uneasily.

These feminine internal forces have no effect in his body, and even destroy their bodies. However, if they find a way to pass it into a woman's body and use her dual cultivation, their injuries will naturally be cured without treatment. The cause of his body is the loss of Yang Yuan.

Such a large ball of feminine internal strength is still so pure that it cannot be cultivated without a thousand years of hard work. Combined with what I saw last night and the records of "The Dragon of Heaven", there is only the Red Luan Xiang Snake.

Grandson, where are you?Grandson, don’t be angry with grandma, okay?

A kind and familiar crisp voice came over, gradually pushing in with sadness, causing Qin Yu to tremble all over, his lips moved, and his throat was a little infarcted. What a red phoenix snake, go to hell!

Grandma's gentle voice was like a warm turbulent flow, filling Qin Yu's heart. With these strength, she raised her head and looked at the person happily through the messy and chaotic moss that were one meter high.

Wang Zhenzhu's beautiful face was a little haggard, and her watery eyes were covered with blood, so she obviously didn't sleep all night.

In the heavy rain, she ran anxiously towards the wooden house in sandals and mud. The straw hat on her head was tilted by the wind, and her whole body was soaked.

The raindrops fell on her head, along her cheeks, and flowed to her towering chest. Her white plain hands kept drying the rain on her face from time to time to avoid being blocked by the water droplets.

The gray silk thin inch shirt was soaked in the rain, tightly pressing against her delicate body, and the perfect body curve was highlighted, and a pair of snow-white and towering F-cup breasts seemed to be about to tear out of their clothes.

Under her slender and plump waist, the gray cold silk pants were wet and stuck to the leg tube, tightly wrapped around her fat buttocks and triangle areas. From time to time, rain flowed down her thighs, and the white sexy underwear was also fully displayed.

She staggered on the muddy road. Her jade feet, who had always been obsessed with cleanliness, ran back quickly. On such a heavy rainy day, she no longer wanted to make her grandson angry with herself.

The rain was dripping with wet clothes, and Wang Zhenzhu perfectly interpreted the temptation of the wet body. She just wanted to hold her grandson in her arms with love and never separate from him again.

Milk, I'm here

Qin Yu held the green basil in front of him and exclaimed softly through the rain.

The rain splashed on the ground, making a thud, and the joy of the water nests were everywhere. Qin Yu's cry seemed inaudible. However, for Wang Zhenzhu, it was no less than a bolt from the blue.

What's wrong with my grandson?Listening to the weak voice, Wang Zhenzhu looked into the depths of the wasteland, looking through the green grass and looking at the familiar body, her face turned pale.

Qin Yu lay in the mud of grass, his skin was slightly pale and his muscles were atrophy, like a floating corpse.

Grandson, my grandson, what's wrong with you?

Wang Zhenzhu's delicate body trembled in an anxious state. She pushed apart the grass and ran to Qin Yu in two or three steps, holding him in her arms.

Qin Yu lost a lot of Yang Yuan. In the rain, he was trembling with coldness, his lips were blue and purple, and he shrank into his grandmother's smooth and warm arms. He cracked a smile, panting like silk, and said: Milk, you are here...

Grandson, my grandson, grandma is late, what's wrong with you?

Wang Zhenzhu was trembling all over, her mind was pale because of anxiety. Her hat was overturned to the ground, and she hugged her grandson and was dripping in the raucous rain.

Milk, milk, milk me, it's so cold, so cold...

An inexplicable cold enveloped Qin Yu, causing him to shiver and drill into his grandmother's arms, buried his head in her towering chest, and gradually became addicted.

Wang Zhenzhu's head was a little clear, her eyes were a little red, and her face couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears. She hugged her grandson and walked towards the wooden house, comforting: Grandma, you're okay, you must be fine. Grandma will take you into the house and roast you the fire.

After hugging her, she realized that her grandson's body was dry and her body was much lighter than before, and she almost fainted.

The clear lake water is no longer calm under the erosion of rain. There are tiny splashing water everywhere, and ripples rippling everywhere.

Amid the clamor, a beautiful woman gradually floated from the middle of the lake, her black hair was scattered and floating in the water. Her clear and slightly blue eyes seemed to be fascinated by water mist. She watched Wang Zhenzhu hug Qin Yu tightly in the cottage, frowned with black eyebrows, and said a little anxiously: Young Master, Xiang'er is sorry for you, she can't combine. Now, you are poisoned by demons. If you want to save you, Xiang'er is destined to be your slave...

Last night, it was her temptation, but she didn't expect that it would cause such consequences.

Wang Zhenzhu put Qin Yu on the wooden bed, found a towel, wiped the rain water for him, and saw that his underwear was wet, so she simply took it off and put it aside.

The once huge penis was much smaller and placed on the egg bag in a sluggish manner. The black pubic hair was shiny. She had no suspicion or any shy thoughts. She just wanted to take care of her grandson with all her heart. She held the weak penis in a jade hand and gently wiped it with a dry towel. Not only the black pubic hair, but even the egg bags she laid on her dick were wiped clean.

Milk, I'm so cold!

Qin Yu was lying on the bed, and although he was no longer wet from the rain, his lips were still purple from cold.

Wang Zhenzhu didn't care about her being wet, with tears in her eyes, and she was so anxious that she stomped her jade feet stained with mud, her voice trembling: I'm doing something evil!Grandson, what's wrong with you?If you are not good, grandma will not live anymore!

In grief, looking at the grandson's face, he did not dare to delay any more. He moved out more than a dozen dry firewood from the stove inside the wooden house, piled it up beside the wooden bed, splashed a little kerosene, and lit it with matches.

The firewood quickly burned hot flames, the humid and cold air was much warmer, and Qin Yu slowly regained consciousness.

Cough, cough

Qin Yu opened his eyes, looked at his grandmother sitting by the bed, gasped, and said: "Breast, am I dead?"

Silly child, you are not dead yet, and if you die, you will die of milk

Wang Zhenzhu choked and couldn't speak. She lay on Qin Yu and said: Grandson, what's going on with you?Why did it become like this?

Me, haha...

Qin Yu smiled bitterly, shivered, and said: Breast, I'm so cold!

Seeing Qin Yu's lips turned purple when he saw that his lips were frozen, Wang Zhenzhu hurriedly took off her clothes, naked and said: Let grandma hold you, you won't be cold!

Qin Yu looked at the huge breasts on his grandma's chest, and the bright red nipples were pink and cute. He tried hard to stroke the palm, gently grabbed and rubbed the soft breasts, and said: Milk, I'm going to die, can I suck it for me?

You won't die, you won't.

Wang Zhenzhu looked at her grandson's haggard appearance, her body was a little dry, green and purple. If it weren't for the beautiful fragrance all over her body, she would definitely be the same as a rotten corpse, and nodded with tears in her eyes and said: Grandma is your grandma. If you want to suck, can grandma still refuse?

As he said that, he thrust his breasts to Qin Yu's mouth.

Qin Yu sniffed the frankincense emitted from Wang Zhenzhu's snow breasts, opened her mouth and held her pink nipples, sucking it with relish, and her palms were inserted into her pants along her soft waist, stroking her fat buttocks that were as smooth as silk.