Quick travel: Qing Leng host is forced to have sex with crazy criticizing wall-dong

"Go away!"

With disgust on his face, Ren Xiu trembled in warning.

"Your body is much more honest than your person."

Shuangyu spoke indifferently.

The tone didn't sound like sarcasm, but such a realistic description made it even more embarrassing.

Renxiu blushed and looked away without saying anything.

Shuangyu ignored it, turned around and walked to the table, poured himself a cup of tea and enjoyed it slowly.

After waiting for a long time, he was hungry and the tiger pounced on the food. Renxiu asked curiously: "You, don't you do anything?"

"Are you impatient?"

Shuangyu asked calmly.

"Who, who can't wait! Shameless, if you are wise enough, let me go quickly, otherwise, wait for my master..."

Like a cat whose tail was stepped on, Renxiu's tone became excited again.

Shuangyu's ears twitched and she noticed the movement outside the courtyard. She put down the tea cup and quickly walked towards the bed.

"Hmph, show your true colors... I know you are not well-intentioned..."

Renxiu thought he was about to take action and immediately started to sarcastically mock him.

"Shh..."

Shuangyu's cold hands gently covered his mouth.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you. I am also a human cultivator. This time I sneaked into the demon world to find out information. If you stay with me, I can keep you safe. When my things are done, I will escort you away. ,Understand?"

Covering his ears, he lowered his voice and said.

The red lips are close to the other person's ears. As they open and close, the ambiguous breath sprays on the other person's skin, causing waves of tremors.

Renxiu's whole body turned as red as cooked shrimps again, and his whole body seemed to have been seduced out of his mind.

Seeing that the other party didn't reply for a long time, Shuang Yu lost his patience and pushed the other party down violently.

"W-what are you doing? Didn't you say you wouldn't touch me?!"

Renxiu asked with a shocked look on his face.

"There is someone outside the house, please cooperate."

Shuangyu lowered his voice to explain.

Renxiu: "?!"

"Call!"

Shuangyu ordered coldly.

The other party looked embarrassed and ashamed, biting his thin lips tightly and refusing to speak.

He grabbed the opponent's waist mercilessly and squeezed hard.

Renxiu didn't hold back and groaned.

Seeing that it was effective, Shuang Yu struck harder and harder.

Renxiu couldn't bear it any longer and screamed.

Damn it, can't you be gentler?

Renxiu couldn't help but let out a national curse.

Shuangyu raised his lips and continued his performance.

Outside the yard, the cronies who dared not get too close heard the sounds coming from the house.

But based on the sound alone, he couldn't be sure whether they were actually doing something.

After gathering up the courage, he used his spiritual sense to spy on the situation inside the house.

At this moment, a sharp demonic energy flew out and directly knocked him away.

"puff!"

The henchman who flew a hundred meters away spurted out a mouthful of blood, feeling that his demonic soul had been shattered.

"Go away, if you dare to be unreasonable again, next time you will be wiped out in ashes!"

A cold message came, and the seriously injured henchman did not dare to stay any longer and left in despair.

"You, you bastard..."

The beaten man Xiu lay on the bed with tears in his eyes, his eyes were red with tears, and he turned back to glare at Shuang Yu who had no expression on his face.

Not to mention, that arrogant look of being forbearing and unwilling to return shame is quite... confusing.

His heartbeat began to accelerate, Shuangyu frowned hesitantly, pursed his lips and took out the ointment to apply it on him.

"What's your name and which sect you belong to?"

"I want you to manage."

The other party is still stubborn.

Shuangyu raised his hand to pinch again.

The latter shivered in fright and reluctantly said, "My name is Zhui (Zhui) Qi (wife), and I am a direct disciple of the head of Qianli Sect!"

"Chasing your wife thousands of miles away? Your name is quite interesting for your sect..."

Shuangyu raised his eyebrows and said.

Zhuo Qi stared at him, looking aggrieved as he had been humiliated again.

"You stay here peacefully, I will send you away when I find the opportunity."

Shuangyu took out a brand new set of clothes and handed them over. After the other party took them, he closed his eyes and fell into meditation.

"Aren't you afraid that I will wait for an opportunity to kill you?"

Zuo Qichi asked.

"You don't have that ability."

Shuangyu didn't even open her eyes. After saying this, she immediately entered a meditative state of cultivation.

He could feel the other person's hot gaze, but he didn't take it seriously.

But he didn't know that after he fell into meditation, 'Zhuo Qi', who had looked at him a hundred times, had an interesting smile on his lips.

My little lotus, you are probably the only person in the world who dares to hit me on PP.

Thinking of the burning feeling not long ago, Feng Yan's breathing became heavier and heavier.

With his Adam's apple rolling up and down, he suppressed the evil energy in his body, carefully lay down next to Shuang Yu, and began to fall into trance.

It won’t work if you don’t enter concentration.

He was afraid that if he continued to watch, he would be unable to resist the overlord's bow.

Although the identity will be revealed sooner or later, it will be boring if it is revealed too quickly.

Feng Yan's eyes darkened when he thought of the topic discussed by Yinming's group of demons not long ago.

This trip to the demon world gave him unexpected news.

He wanted to see if Heaven would really send an envoy to deal with the Demon!

On the other side, the banquet dispersed.

Yinming returned to his dormitory.

He did not have a demon attendant with him.

Pushing back the female attendant who was serving him, he contacted the demon through the bronze mirror used for communication.

Soon, a man with a pair of long horns on his head, a feminine appearance but a tall and powerful figure appeared in the bronze mirror.

"My subordinate Yin Ming meets the Demon Lord!"

Yinming knelt down respectfully to say hello.

"What's the matter?"

Sang Min sat lazily on the dragon chair, playing with the long hair in his hand with his long black nails, and spoke.

"A demon cultivator who may be the Son of God appears here! He is the man who killed my father, the Red Lotus Demon Lord, thousands of years ago. I will never forget the sight of him turning into ashes!"

"Oh? What's the basis?"

Sang Min raised his eyebrows, seeming to be interested in this report.

"After this demon killed my father a thousand years ago, it disappeared for nearly a thousand years. Now it appears at this juncture. Its identity is very suspicious. Perhaps it is because the information we released has worked?"

Yinming expressed his opinion.

"Whether it is or not, we will know after you bring him to this king. If he is really the Son of God, Yinming, you will have made great contributions this time. Remember to think about the reward you want."

"This is the duty of my subordinates. I don't dare to ask for rewards. If the other party is really the Son of God, I just ask the Demon Lord to spare him a breath so that his subordinates can complain and take revenge if they have any grudges!"

Yin Ming's eyes were filled with deep hatred, and he gritted his teeth.

"It's a good idea, but I can't agree to it. After all, I have already promised my life to others..."

Sang Min shook his head with regret and answered.

"I dare to ask, to whom did Lord Demon Lord promise his life?"

Yin Ming looked unwilling and continued to explore.