The soft waisted beauty travels to the world of beasts: Three thousand male beasts pet her with soft

After being fed the aphrodisiac of the plant and being tormented by the vines, Xia Ji had already fallen into a daze. However, when she heard about the three clones, she suddenly became sober.

"No"

Just like last time, directly conjuring up three identical people was still beyond her cognitive limit.

Especially the last time when he was alone and then two of them pressed against her, that feeling, just thinking about it, made her feel totally unbearable.

However, Xia Ji's soft voice at this time was not convincing at all. Instead, Wei Lang thought that this was what the other demons had said before. The woman was reluctant to refuse but also willing to accept.

Wei Lang pressed down Xia Ji's shoulder as she tried to stand up, and then without further ado, he transformed into his two incarnations.

At this moment, someone was holding her up and hugging her.

A person was in front of her.

Could it be that when the dragon has thoughts, it will become like magma and almost melt people?

Xia Ji just opened her mouth, but the words she wanted to refuse became even softer because of the temperature. Her moans were like a drop of water falling on magma, making the volcano boil.

Another identical Demon Lord held her chin and was lowering his head to touch her red lips.

Xia Ji's whole body was limp and she had no strength left, but in her confusion, she still pushed and resisted.

This was really beyond her perception.

Salala -

Suddenly, the vines that had been torn apart rushed towards Wei Lang angrily again. They were not as gentle and caring as they were to Xia Ji before, but turned into steel swords with great power. I was afraid that they could penetrate people directly.

Wei Lang cursed inwardly and had to let his two clones fight against those vines.

But in this case, only his original body would be left to practice dual cultivation with Xia Ji. I wonder if this woman would feel that it is not enough?

Lord Demon, who had never seriously understood this matter, felt a lack of confidence for a moment, but soon felt that the two advantages he had and the duration could fully make up for the lack of two people.

Seeing the misty eyes of the beauty in front of him and the way she only knew how to look at him sticking to him randomly, Wei Lang's eyes darkened, and he could no longer hold back and kissed her soft lips fiercely.

"Don't worry, the physical strength of our Jiaolong clan will definitely satisfy you!"

Soon, the delicate girl could only utter those tiny sobs.

The tall man's kiss was fierce and urgent, without any technique at all, relying solely on ruthlessness.

However, his body seemed to be running some strange power, like molten lava that could melt a person. His whole body was so hot that he felt limp and couldn't even move, allowing him to manipulate him at will.

The man's lips and other places he touched were like lava, causing Xia Ji's eyelashes to tremble slightly.

Such a beautiful scenery made Wei Lang couldn't help but let out a sigh of satisfaction.

In the past, he had no feelings towards so many female cultivators and banshees, but when facing Xia Ji, for some reason he seemed to be completely unable to control himself. He just wanted to hold her in his arms instinctively and force her to make more pleasant cries.

However, it didn't take long before the vines and the two clones started fighting more fiercely. Seeing this, Wei Lang looked at the banyan tree with disdain.

Then he stood up, picked up Xia Ji and put her next to the banyan tree under the pretext of dodging.

This made Xia Ji open her tearful eyes wide in an instant, and she felt as if magma was spreading throughout her body.

However, someone was holding her waist tightly, and she couldn't escape at all.

Soon the vines became even more angry. Some of them wanted to whip Wei Lang, but Xia Ji was held by him, so he had no room to maneuver. Instead, the vines would sometimes softly pass through Xia Ji.

This slightly cool, feather-like touch was completely different from the feeling brought by the man, and soon made the girl raise her swan-like neck, leaving only a few moans.

It was only then that Wei Lang was somewhat surprised, and when her eyelashes were trembling uncontrollably, he said:

"You, don't you know how to practice dual cultivation?"

Looking at the misty eyes of the girl who was completely unaware of this, Wei Lang cursed inwardly. It was really difficult to distract himself from teaching at this time.

However, it was even more difficult for Xia Ji. She had to remember the mental method seriously while constantly straining her mind. After all, the tall and strong man in front of her was someone she could not ignore.

What could have been taught once was taught three times under such torture. When Xia Ji said that she had barely learned it, Wei Lang held her tighter in his arms:

“Then practice the technique well and absorb all my vital energy.

My Yuan Yang is very precious. You must keep it well."

Xia Ji bit her lips tightly, forcing herself to focus her mind at this moment, and successfully circulated her mental method to absorb the vital energy.

However, after she had retained all her vitality, Wei Lang's eyes became even darker, and he hugged her to the tree again:

"You are too weak, how can one Yuan Yang be enough?

We still need to practice double cultivation a few more times before we can work hard to get out.”

Xia Ji had no idea how many times she had used the skill, nor did she remember whether she had used it again afterwards.

When she woke up after a night's rest, she felt her waist was sore.

However, the power of the golden elixir in the body is running more smoothly, and the spiritual energy has indeed improved a lot.

Sure enough, what the Demon Lord said about his precious Yuan Yang was not a lie to her.

Dual cultivation is indeed a way to improve your skills.

Originally, if she had been sober yesterday, she would never have done such a thing with him. But now that it had happened, she would no longer be like those women in ancient times, clinging to him and expecting a man's love.

Just think of them as partners and tools for two people to improve each other's strength.

However, this man was not only strong, but also had obvious characteristics of a dragon. Practicing dual cultivation with such a man, the subsequent situation would be completely beyond her control.

Thinking of this, Xia Ji's jade-like face showed a hint of peach color. At this time, Wei Lang came back from outside. Seeing her shy look, he was unusually kind and restrained his previous irritable temper. He handed her the water he fetched from the river.

"I didn't expect you to be so thoughtful."

After relieving the dryness of his throat that had been hoarse last night, Xia Ji gave him a rare compliment, and Wei Lang immediately snorted:

"After all, you are my woman. How can I let you down?"

After hearing this, Xia Ji raised the corners of her lips and put a slender finger on his lips:

"Then you are wrong, Master Demon, I am not your woman.

To be precise, it should be you. You are one of my men. "