Filial piety: the supreme emperor

"Ring... ring..."

Lu Ran nodded slightly and concentrated his attention. The Chunsheng sword intent and Xiachang sword intent in his body continued to pour out like a river bursting its banks, and the sound of the sword became increasingly sharp, turning into circles of ripples that spread outwards.

Qu Qirong in his arms felt the sword intent increasing. Her plump body trembled again, and the seductive look in her eyes, shrouded in mist, became even more intense.

She suppressed the strange swaying feeling in her body and tried hard to cooperate with him. She stretched out her snow-white and soft arms and gently wrapped them around his neck. Her moist red lips slightly opened and slowly covered his lips.

Perhaps only by doing this can we alleviate the feeling of dryness and heat caused by the yang evil being drawn out.

After several times of refining and traction, Qu Qirong has gradually learned how to adapt and cater to the situation.

In the past, Lu Ran always tolerated her and made her feel warm and comfortable, like a fish in water.

Now, she has also begun to try to learn, to use her maternal love and tenderness to create an atmosphere like a mother's embrace, and to use her tenderness to care for the other person again and again.

This time, because Qu Qirong was wearing a robe, the leaked sword intent was offset by the ripples caused by the palace skirt of the sect leader's wife, avoiding the embarrassing scene of clothes being torn.

However, the sword intent continued to surge, causing her clothes to half-open, revealing half of her shoulders, and the plump outline under the new close-fitting robes was faintly visible.

As he lowered his head and embraced Aunt Rong affectionately, Lu Ran could naturally smell the soft and fragrant milky scent emanating from her body.

Every intimate contact between the lips means that a trace of Yang Sha is drawn out and refined.

Qu Qirong's face was as beautiful as peach blossoms, her eyes were full of charming blush, her enchanting eyes were slightly confused, but her eyes were always reflecting the face of the person in front of her, and that intoxicating fragrance was always lingering in their hearts.

After a long while, the two finally parted their lips.

Lu Ran first blocked the gap in the sealing restriction to prevent the Yang Sha contained in the sleeping spell from escaping.

Now is a short break.

He has reached the realm of supernatural powers and does not need to breathe for a long time, but Aunt Rong cannot do it.

Therefore, every time they pull and refine the Yang Sha, they need to stop and rest for a while before continuing to refine it.

"Aunt Rong, are you okay?"

Seeing the fine beads of sweat oozing out of Aunt Rong's smooth forehead, Lu Ran gently wiped it off with his sleeve.

Compared with the initial time, the refining speed this time was obviously much faster.

"Yeah~ It's okay."

Qu Qirong felt her whole body soften. She buried her head in his shoulder, gently opened her thin lips, and exhaled a faint orchid-like fragrance.

Feeling this unusual softness, even with half of her body leaning in his arms, she felt a little tired, so she said:

"Ran'er, let's lie down!"

Perhaps because they had spent such time together before, she did not feel so shy this time.

"Ok."

Hearing this, Lu Ran nodded, and the two of them snuggled up to each other and lay on the soft couch.

"Ran'er, do you have any magical weapon on you?"

Suddenly, Qu Qirong frowned slightly, noticing the discomfort in her legs, and asked.

Lu Ran's face froze, and he replied, "That's not a magic weapon!"

How to explain it?

Having just experienced that extremely charming traction and refining, and now holding this mature lady in his arms, naturally some actions were difficult for him to control.

"It's not a magic weapon...it's..."

After a moment's thought, Qu Qirong immediately understood what it meant. Her cheeks flushed, and even her crystal clear earlobes became extremely red.

Although she had not experienced human affairs, she was not completely ignorant of them.

Because of the beautiful scene just now, it is inevitable that each other will have certain fantasies.

She has such desires and fantasies, and so does Lu Ran!

The key is how to restrain and solve the problem.

For a moment, the atmosphere fell into a moment of silence, but this silence was filled with a hint of charm and ambiguity.

Qu Qirong's thoughts were wandering during this period, and she suddenly remembered the previous scene.

When she fell into a coma, Lu Ran bit his tongue in order to clear his mind and control his desires.

Fortunately, last time, both of them were able to wake up from that beautiful situation.

But what if you can’t wake up?

With the accumulation of several times of refining, will the desire become even stronger?

When this kind of desire comes, it is difficult to suppress it. Qu Qirong has a deep understanding of this, which is why she indulged herself last time.

But now Lu Ran has been resisting this desire, helping her to attract and refine the Yang Sha while also taking care of her.

In this situation, he must have been in great pain.

Thinking of this, Qu Qirong felt distressed and blamed herself. She mustered up her courage, suppressed her shyness, bit her lower lip tightly, and said with a trembling voice: "Ran'er, Aunt Rong will help you!"

"What can you help me with?" Lu Ran asked in confusion.

The next moment, he widened his eyes and looked at the slender white hand reaching downwards, and his breathing became rapid.

"Ran Er~Don't look!"

Qu Qirong didn't dare to meet his eyes, she lowered her head and spoke in a voice so low that it was almost inaudible.

She likes to read various books, and sometimes she reads some chapters involving love affairs between men and women.

There is always something indescribable about books like this.