My sect can't be full of villains

When outputting spiritual power, a faint light appeared on his body.

It made him more like a fairy.

Xuan Tian watched intently, unwilling to blink his eyes, the other hand stroked Leng Wushuang's cheek.

"Master once said that even though a cultivator has a level of cultivation, he should still be a gentleman, control his own desires, and save all sentient beings. You say that a gentleman is upright, and a cultivator has spells and swordsmanship to protect his life, so he can't make mistakes. As a senior brother of the Lingyun Sect, I should lead by example."

The eyes flowed and settled on Leng Wushuang, with gurgling tenderness and love.

"When I was 13 years old, I was taken as a prisoner of war. It was Master who rescued me under the rain of arrows and brought me back to the Lingyun Sect. He taught me to practice and restrain myself."

"A gentleman is self-restraining and dignified. Master taught me swordsmanship, virtue and love. Some things are beyond my control. I can endure a hundred years of boring practice, and I can also endure the pain of being seriously injured by monsters. But I... can't bear Master's neglect and avoidance of me." His eyes darkened, but his hands trembled violently, stroking from the corners of the eyes and brows of the person in front of him, and finally stopped on his lips with nostalgia, caressing .

He tasted it, and it was sweet and soft, as if mixed with honey. When he was in love, he would pant half-open, overflowing with seductive and criminal moans.

"Master...you should know, I like you, I have always been, you were not willing to accept it before, and I am willing to wait for Master, waiting for the day when Master is willing to accept it, but now..."

Before he finished speaking, he spit out a mouthful of bright red and warm blood. Leng Wushuang stared blankly, with neither joy nor sorrow on his face, but his hands trembled terribly, and Xuan Tian grasped it. It was stained with a layer of sticky and terrible blood.

"Hold... sorry, I didn't mean to dirty Master's hands."

He spoke with great difficulty word by word, with blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, Leng Wushuang seemed to have just reacted, and stretched out his hand in a panic to wipe the blood from the corner of Xuantian's mouth, with a sudden panic on his face, he supported Xuantian's shoulder : "Hold on, don't close your eyes, the teacher can save you."

Xuan Tian was speechless, his hands were still tightly clasping Leng Wushuang, but those eyes that were always overflowing with tenderness gradually lost their warm color, until...the eyelids finally couldn't hold back the tiredness , slowly closed, and there was no more light.

A hideous gash seemed to be cut cruelly in the heart, dripping blood gushed out suddenly, still carrying the warmth of being warmed by this person not long ago.

It was painful and cold, biting and intense.

While enduring the surging tears, he continuously poured spiritual power into Xuantian's body.

This small room was filled with a faint soft light, until the dusk and the moon hung on the tip of the tree.

The spiritual power was almost exhausted, the cold and frost-like white jade face became paler, and the forehead was covered with sweat, the hand resting on Xuantian's chest trembled slightly, but his eyes were fixed on Xuantian without blinking.

What to do, what should he do?If this continues, his spiritual power and cultivation will be exhausted, and Xiaotian still won't be able to wake up.

He suddenly remembered something, took out the storage bag from his sleeve, and turned out the contents one by one.

But... useless, they are all useless magic weapons and spells, none of which can make Xuantian wake up.

With sore eyes, Leng Wushuang hugged Xuantian tightly, cast a life extension spell into his body that depleted his own cultivation, then carefully let him lie on the bed, and hurried out of the house by himself.

There were still many people guarding outside, and the little apprentice Bai Shu was walking anxiously, when he saw Leng Wushuang coming out, he rushed to greet him.

"Take care of your elder brother, I will return as soon as I go as a teacher." After explaining to Bai Shu, Leng Wushuang took out his natal sword and jumped up, quickly disappearing into the night.

There is a town called Zhongqu Town next to Gushan Town.

Rumor has it that there is a pharmacy in it, and the medicines sold are all elixir that are hard to buy and hard to find.

It is a real elixir, "life and death, flesh and bones" are rare, and the ones here are even more powerful, but... as a transaction, some "precious things" need to be handed over to the owner of the pharmacy.

The candles were dimly lit, and a hunched old man stood in the simple shop, speaking in an old and gloomy tone.

"Guest, it's not that I don't want to sell it to you, it's just that the most precious thing in your body is your soul. You have a firm heart, and the soul you refined is also top-notch, but...you know it yourself, there are few The body of a soul, although the Taoist master later refined a false soul, but it is not a true soul after all, if you give it to the old man, if you die with me, Taoist priest, then my little pharmacy will not need to die again. It's a deal."

Leng Wushuang begged in a low voice: "Please...please the shopkeeper, my apprentice is about to die, if you don't save him, he will be wiped out, it doesn't matter if you give up my soul, as long as you sell me the medicine first, I will save him first." If you leave me as an apprentice, I will definitely come back and let you take my soul."

The hunchbacked old man stroked his sparse white beard, feeling secretly refreshed, but it didn't show on his face.

These cultivators also have this kind of time, aren't they all superior to others, and they look down on their demon cultivators than anyone else?Don't you want to humbly beg him now?

Holding the lamp, he squinted his eyes for a long time under the dim candlelight, appreciating the eagerness and pleading on the face of the cultivator in front of him, so long that Leng Wushuang thought that he still had the last chance. There is still a ray of light burning, waiting expectantly.

Enough admiration, the hunchbacked magician sighed pretentiously, waved his hand and said: "Guests should go, we don't do this deadly business of smashing our own signboard here."

This sentence was heart-piercing, and it also made him extinguish the last ray of hope in his eyes.

Leng Wushuang let go of her tightly clenched fists, her eyes gradually turned cold, she fixed her eyes on the owner of the pharmacy, and saw goosebumps on the hunchbacked old man, then walked into the In the darkness where you can't see your fingers.

Being dragged into an alley by a sudden pervert (the second apprentice)? (????ω????)?

Her body was limp and weak, her steps were heavy, as if she was being filled with lead, and her drowsy head seemed about to fall, falling into the cruel and bloody hell with her broken heart.

In the dark alley where he could not see his fingers, Leng Wushuang brought his hand to the tip of his nose and took a deep breath, a strong smell of blood that had not yet faded all entered his mouth, it was so pungent that tears welled up in his eyes Come.

This is Xuantian's blood.

The great apprentice who obediently called Master and worked hard to complete all the tasks.

The big apprentice who kept saying that he liked him and would hug him and comfort him tenderly.

The one who depended on each other for life at the beginning, who accompanied him for a whole hundred springs, summers, autumns and winters... Xiaotian.

Clenching hands into fists, Leng Wushuang continued to walk forward in a daze, it was difficult, he didn't know whether he should go back, what's the use of going back, he just wandered forward aimlessly, his spiritual power was almost exhausted, Only there is still some strength in his body that supports him and urges him to move forward.

My mind is in a daze and distress, my heart is filled with cold and salty sea water, my five senses are closed, and I have long lost the insight I should have towards the outside world.

A shadow behind him followed step by step until... Leng Wushuang turned into another alley that was even quieter and deserted.

A black figure flew out from behind, and Leng Wushuang was blindfolded suddenly. Before he could react, he was pressed against the wall at the end of the alley again, with the back of his head, back and buttocks tightly pressed against the rough wall. , the Taoist robe on his body was pulled off, revealing the delicate and smooth skin underneath, the ear was breathing heavily, and the scalding and eager heat sprayed on his neck, arousing a layer of goose bumps.

Leng Wushuang was terrified, twisting her body fiercely and struggling to push away the person who was pressing her tightly in front of her, unexpectedly, the spiritual power on her body could not be recovered for a while, and all the magic weapons in the storage bag were thrown away In Gushan Town, although I had a few taels of kung fu, the man in front of me was obviously extraordinary, and my few kung fu was not enough to resist. It didn't take long before I was bound by this sudden man, and I no longer had the ability to resist. .

Anger and eagerness came to my heart, Leng Wushuang's face flushed, and she cursed: "Shameless Xiaoxiao! You did such a secret attack! Let me go!"

There was a sneer in his ear, the last obscene clothes on his upper body were ripped off and piled up on his waist, the cool night wind blew his nipples on his chest tremblingly standing up, he was cold and shy and anxious, Twist your arms to cover it.

"The Taoist priest is not a woman, why should I cover my chest?"

As he said that, the man stretched out his hand and pulled Leng Wushuang's arm away and pressed it against the wall above his head. The other hand reached out to touch Leng Wushuang's chest. In the deep darkness, the man said in amazement, " With a tsk' sound, he kneaded his nipples with excitement.

"I didn't expect that your nipples have become so big. Could it be that you are about to spit out milk?"

The voice next to my ear was weird and low, like it was made on purpose, the words were obscene, and there was a bit of a naughty air.

Leng Wushuang felt a bit familiar with these sloppy scorn, and before he could think about it, the obscene pants on his lower body were pulled off, and his white thighs were suddenly exposed to the air, trembling slightly .

The man's fingers were also wantonly kneading and scraping the nipples, and it didn't take long to scrape out the tiny nipple holes. His big palms rubbed the whole chest, making the areola swell cold and frost-free, and something gathered on the chest. It is ready to go, as if it is about to spray out.

"Ah...don't, don't rub it, you are making something, get out of here!"

There was a pain in his ear, and the man bit his earlobe fiercely. The gloomy and terrifying voice pierced straight into his heart like a sharp sword, causing blood to drip.

"I'm obscene? I don't know who is obscene. I've been playing with my nipples for a long time, right? I'm so lewd that I almost spit out milk." After finishing speaking, he bent his waist and lowered his head to stare at Leng Wushuang, who was being played with so beautifully The warm breath of her nipple sprayed on Leng Wushuang's chest, making her delicate skin like a bud tremble. With the intensified rubbing force of her big palm, a small hole on the nipple opened suddenly, There was a flash of white light in front of his eyes, before the man could react, milky white milk was sprayed on the corners of his lips and mouth, it was sticky and about to drip down, and was quickly licked into his mouth by the man, bending over The corners of his lips smiled evilly: "The Taoist priest is really powerful, I don't know who was playing with it, it is clearly a man's body, and it also produces milk that only a woman can have."

Leng Wushuang thought of something, his eyes suddenly turned red, and warm liquid flowed out, soaking the cloth covering his eyes, he didn't struggle any more, just put his arms against the man's head He pushed it away a little, and begged in a soft voice: "Please, my apprentice will die soon, let me go back and have a look at my apprentice first, okay?"

The man smiled strangely.

"No, I don't want to do what you want."

Then, as if thinking of something, he paused and said again: "If I save your apprentice, what will you do?"

Leng Wushuang was startled, silent for a moment, and murmured: "If you save my apprentice, you can take my life."

The man paused, then suddenly sneered, the laughter was extremely penetrating, sinister, mixed with inexplicable anger and jealousy.

He turned Leng Wushuang over so that he was facing the wall, with his buttocks raised high, and he slapped Leng Wushuang's buttocks several times with heavy and ruthless palms. It made the delicate and fair place turn red, and Wushuang couldn't help moaning in a low voice, twisting her hips and being unable to dodge.

"Tsk, the Taoist priest is really slutty, just spanked your ass a few times, and water came out of this lewd hole? Look at what you did to me, I got a lot of stains on my hands, Taoist priest, try it?"

After finishing talking, I don't care about it, I directly insert my finger into Leng Wushuang's mouth to make a sexual mess, the finger hooks the slippery and soft tongue in the warm little mouth, stirring it makes the sound of water inside "suck" sound, accompanied by Leng Wushuang's unbearable sobbing and gradually churning lust.

"Ugh... please, let me go."

The man smiled lowly, mixed with some self-deprecating meaning, but his voice was extremely soft, faint and inaudible, as if he was talking to himself.

"But I don't want to... I hate you so much..."

Immediately after, his tone changed, and he jokingly said: "Besides, the Daoist didn't mean to let me let go."

He took his wet fingers out of Leng Wushuang's mouth, and squeezed along his nipple, milky white milk was squeezed out of the ravaged nipple, mixed with crystal saliva On his hand, fingers moved along to Leng Wushuang's legs, groping towards the shrinking hot pussy, first slowly squeezed in, feeling being squeezed by Leng Wushuang's intestines that hadn't been fucked open yet After being entangled, the man gasped. Hearing Leng Wushuang's yelling uncontrollably, his desire and anger became even worse, and he slapped his twisting buttocks hard, and said darkly, "What a slut, so anxious!" What? I will never dissatisfy you."

As he said that, he hurriedly expanded and lubricated the hole until the small hole was wide enough to accommodate his penis, then he unbuttoned his underwear, and took out the thing that was already hard as a soldering iron and pressed it against the hole of Leng Wushuang. .

Unexpectedly, Leng Wushuang started to struggle at this time, with such strength that he even broke the long rope that bound his hands, and the man was slapped by him before he could even react, and he covered his face in a daze After a while, when he realized it, the anger that was full of him was almost gushing out.

Being dragged by a sudden pervert (second apprentice) to an alley for sex

In the deep alley, there are endless screams, mixed with moans and weeps that seem to be joyful or painful.

There is a piece of silver light shining down, reflecting the extremely obscene scene in the deepest part of the alley.

The white Taoist robe, which symbolizes holiness and dignity, is now stained with dirty mud and dust, and unknown mottled stains are scattered on the ground, wrinkled into a ball.

On the scattered Taoist robes, a naked man knelt with all fours on the ground, his exposed buttocks were forcefully pierced into a thick, ferociously erect penis.

This genital is also like his master, with an anxious and angry look, ignoring the man below him crying almost to death, wrapping his palms around the poor Daoist's waist, pulling his own genitals one by one Bumping in and pulling out, dragging sticky and slender silver threads, dripping on his waist, and following the impact, Leng Wushuang's buttocks and thighs were smudged into obscenity.

"Why are you crying? Daoist, you slapped me and I didn't cry, but you started crying first? Huh? Did I make you feel uncomfortable?"

As he said that, he stabbed even harder, as if he wanted to pierce Leng Wushuang.

Leng Wushuang couldn't listen to the man's obscene and heartbreaking words, her face was covered with tears, her voice was sobbing with a strong nasal sound, she scratched her nails on the ground with a piercing voice, leaving pale white marks .

Seeing that Leng Wushuang was holding back his tears, the person behind him was dissatisfied. The hand wrapped around Leng Wushuang's waist followed his waistline to his chest, and found the two places that were so swollen that they started to drip milk. After pinching it hard, she turned Leng Wushuang over and faced him, admiring the confused and lustful expression on his face.

He raised his eyebrows and curled his lips, with a nasty look on his face.

"Isn't Daoist very comfortable? Did you cry so hard before to make me love you?"

Leaning down, he sucked and bit the cold, frost-free milk beads in his mouth, and the overflowing milk was continuously sucked into his mouth.

"Daozhang's milk is so sweet, even sweeter than the two small mouths of Daochang. Do you want to taste it?"

Leng Wushuang has lost consciousness for a long time, and only hears this person constantly spitting out lewd words and insulting himself, but he can't refute. He can't speak since he was a child, and this person has a lot of dirty words, which makes him feel ashamed It's amazing, but the body is inexplicably more sensitive. After being fucked so hard by that man, I just feel so refreshed that I want to ascend to heaven.

Seeing that Leng Wushuang didn't answer his words, the man snorted coldly and stopped asking. He sucked another mouthful of milk in his mouth, fixed Leng Wushuang's writhing head with his hand, bowed his head and kissed it, and kissed Leng Wushuang's own. The milk flowed into his mouth, mixed with saliva and stirred, entangled his tongue to taste the sweetness, and kept moving down, pushing Leng Wushuang's body up and down, and continued to thrust and thrust.

The flesh in his acupoints was filled to the brim, and the most turbulent point in the depths of his body was taken care of every time, and every time he contradicted him, he felt pleasure again and again. Leng Wushuang no longer knew whether it was more pain or more joy, and his heart was intense. Unable to resist, his body reacted extremely honestly. Gradually, his mind became confused and sank. He shook his head and didn't know what night it was. He ejaculated several times because of the pleasure of being fucked behind him, and the wall and floor were covered with white dirt.

In the end, the man suppressed Leng Wushuang, bit his shoulder and let out a low growl. The whole length of his long and thick penis rushed in, finally ejaculating the first thick shot of the night.

"Huh... so cool, Daoist... I have saved this Yuanyang for a long time, you have to hold it carefully, if it flows out, it will be wasted."

He tore a piece of cloth from the clothes on the ground and crumpled it into a ball, then gave Leng Wushuang a nasty smile, stuffed the cloth into Leng Wushuang's back hole, blocked the semen that was about to overflow, and then Put on and straighten Leng Wushuang's clothes one by one, hug him by the waist, and kiss and lick Leng Wushuang's tear-filled face meticulously.

Leng Wushuang regained her sanity a little bit, turned her head to hide, and said in a sour voice: "My apprentice..."

The man's kissing movement paused, and Leng Wushuang felt the arms around his waist tightened, as if trying to strangle his waist.

He gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Don't worry, I will save him without you saying anything."

After finishing speaking, he was taken aback for a while, and Leng Wushuang was also taken aback, and when he thought about it carefully, the tone and behavior of this person were really familiar to him.

A light flashed in his mind, Leng Wushuang suddenly turned pale, pinched the man's arm with his fingers, and said in a trembling voice: "Han... Han Churang? Is it you?"

The man was silent for a while and didn't intend to return, which obviously meant acquiescing. Leng Wushuang's face became more and more ugly, and the force on Han Churang's arm became heavier, and his nails were almost embedded. Feeling no pain, he chanted a mantra silently, summoned the flying sword, and stood up holding Leng Wushuang, the flowing wind lifted his clothes and flew up, the wind whistling in his ears, the coldness made his face cold, and he couldn't shut up. No words.

He originally came to get things from the pharmacy opened in Zhongqu Town in the Demon Realm. When he walked to the door, he happened to see Leng Wushuang inside. He couldn't help being curious, so he hid himself and hid outside to eavesdrop for a long time. After Leng Wushuang left, he didn't even think about it, first went to the pharmacy owner to forcefully ask for what Leng Wushuang wanted, and then couldn't help looking for Leng Wushuang, following him all the way.

On the way, he was thinking about the conversation between Leng Wushuang and the owner of the pharmacy, and on the other hand, he was staring at Leng Wushuang's back with a gloomy expression.

Leng Wushuang has a slender back, a slender waist, and her buttocks are still obvious even though she is wearing a broad avenue robe, which outlines a beautiful but erotic arc.

Just looking at it like this, he felt that the thing under him that had been limp for a long time gradually woke up, and he stretched out his pants... It was clear that the left priest sent him a magic girl to satisfy his desire a few days ago. It is clear that those magic girls are all attached to him, but he still has no desire at all, and now just looking at Leng Wushuang's back is too hard to bear.

Gritting his teeth and cursing "Damn it", when he found out that Leng Wushuang's spiritual power was empty, he was inexplicably happy until he saw him turning into a deep alley, and finally showed up impatiently, successfully restrained him, and pressed him On the wall, a distorted excitement and excitement surged into his head, filling his limbs and bones, his penis swelled even more, and the lewd water from the top soaked his pants.

He never knew that his desire for Leng Wushuang was so strong, so strong that as soon as he touched Leng Wushuang's body, he couldn't help but want to press him against the wall and the ground and penetrate hard, listening to him Miserably crying and showing weakness, it is obvious that he hates Leng Wushuang, the cold-blooded master who wanted to kill him back then.

In the midst of confusion, Han Churang only struggled for a moment, and finally chose to obey his own desires, brutally tearing and peeling off the clothes on Leng Wushuang's body until he was naked and unable to resist anymore.

The feeling of being in complete control of this man and being able to fuck this man at will made Han Chu feel agitated and frantic. He turned into a beast without thinking ability. Enter the soft and passionate hole, and then release the desire.

He only regarded this sexual incident as revenge for Leng Wushuang, but he never thought that if it was really just revenge, why he couldn't bear to really hurt Leng Wushuang, but he was slapped by him, and the bright red The palm prints have not disappeared until now.

Feijian arrived at the place not long after walking. It was not yet dawn, and the villagers outside the house had already returned to their homes to rest. Han Churang opened the door and walked in. He saw Bai Shu sitting by the bed, looking sad. Impatient again, seeing Han Churang coming in with Leng Wushuang in his arms, his bright black eyes widened.

Seeing Bai Shu staring at him vigilantly, Han Churang said with a smug smile, "What are you looking at? Take good care of your brother." He threw a white porcelain bottle at Bai Shu, and continued, "Feed him quickly. "

After explaining, he lowered his head and looked at Leng Wushuang who had fallen asleep in his arms, his expression was extremely complicated, and he struggled slightly in his heart, finally he put him on the bed with Xuantian, turned around and went out, and sacrificed the flying sword to go Fly to the pharmacy in Zhongqu Town.

Some things should still be asked.

Big Brother wakes up

Perhaps it was because Moxiu mostly liked to do business at night, when Han Churang went back, the shop owner of the pharmacy was still open, and a faint candle was standing on the counter, reflecting Han Churang's ugly face.

The stooped old man was trembling, glanced at the new devil lord, and stammered: "That's the thing, the Taoist leader indeed lost a soul, if he takes out another soul, I'm afraid his life will be lost." , That's why I didn't agree to exchange with him, and I also did it for the good of that Daoist, so please don't blame me, the Demon Lord."

"Why didn't I find out?"

"That Daoist's cultivation base is high and profound. If it is lower than his cultivation base, it will not be obvious..." As he spoke, fearing that Han Churang would be angry, he hurriedly glanced at his face and saw that he was not dissatisfied. Continued: "The cultivation base of the old man is not higher than that of the master, but the old man is older, and he has been doing business in this small pharmacy for a long time, and his experience is quite profound. Naturally, it is better to recognize people and things." Others are smarter, the devil master is wise, I don't have the guts to lie to you!"

The sporadic candlelight illuminated the face of the young demon lord revealing something unfathomable. Even though he knew that the cultivation of the new demon lord was not as high as some lords in the demon world, the owner of the medicine shop was still terrified. Seeing him He didn't intend to leave, so he searched his brains and found some words.

"To tell the truth, the Taoist priest lost a soul, but because of his high level of cultivation, he cultivated a false soul himself, which saved his life. The bad thing is that his temper will be colder than ordinary people. Some, but the benefits are also great, if you are cold-tempered, it will be difficult for other things to disturb your mind, and your Dao heart will naturally be strong, and there will be fewer obstacles in your cultivation than ordinary people."

Han Chu's eyelids twitched, his face was calm.

"Why?"

The old man hurriedly continued.

"The spirit of the soul owner that the Taoist leader lacks, the seven emotions have faded, and there will be fewer entanglements in the journey of cultivating immortals, so the Taoist heart is stable, but I really don't know why the Taoist leader took out a soul, although this method is indeed beneficial to cultivation , but if you are not careful when drawing your soul and lose your life, then the loss outweighs the gain.”

The piles of doubts are like snowballs rolling down in the snow, getting bigger and bigger. At this moment, Han Churang suddenly thinks of the darkness after Elder Meng inspected his body a few days ago in the magic palace. Difficult to distinguish, and was interrupted by the left priest again.

Han Churang seemed to have noticed something, but he still couldn't believe it and resisted it. There was a dull pain in his heart, like being pricked by a needle. He couldn't see the wound at first glance, but the pain was real.

He clenched his fist and took a deep look at the old demon cultivator, his voice was cold: "Where is Elder Meng now?"

The old man was trembling with fright, he pointed his hand up and said: "Elder Meng is still upstairs with the spiritual weapon for killing monsters, I heard..." Han Churang rushed up before he finished speaking.

Besides, on Leng Wushuang's side, when he woke up, Xuantian still closed his eyes tightly. Leng Wushuang was startled and panicked in his heart. He hurriedly checked his body and found that the soul in his body was gradually returning to its place. The collapsed sea of ​​consciousness also stabilized, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Coincidentally, at this time Xuantian also woke up, spreading his wings like a butterfly breaking out of a cocoon, and his eyelashes also struggled to lift up, revealing the warm and penetrating eyes underneath, with a sense of fatigue and a smile. He must be watching Leng Wushuang.

At that moment, something revived, and rushed out from Leng Wushuang's heart, bringing with it some warm and vigorous vitality.

The warm liquid unknowingly slipped from the corners of the eyes, gathered on the pointed chin, gathered into a curtain of water, and dripped hurriedly onto the bed.

Xuan Tian quickly straightened up and wiped it with his hands, smiled palely, embraced Leng Wushuang's body and kissed him on the lips.

"Master, don't cry, I'm still alive."

Leng Wushuang let him hold her, she was thankful and ashamed at the same time, she didn't speak, she buried her head in Xuantian's arms and sniffed.

Bai Shu, who had been guarding by the side for a long time, felt sore in his heart and bitter in his mouth, moved over resentfully and aggrievedly, and tugged at Leng Wushuang's sleeve.

"Master, you took my purse."

Although Xuan Tian was puzzled, he also knew that Bai Shu was jealous and teased Leng Wushuang, so he said cheerfully: "It is my good fortune to get Master to cry for me after walking around the ghost gate. "

Bai Shu shut his mouth and did not speak.

Leng Wushuang heard Xuantian's teasing words in his ears, and was even more ashamed. He wanted to raise his head but didn't know how to face the two of them, so he continued to bury his head, his nose moved slightly, and his breath penetrated into Xuantian's breath through his clothes. Chest, warm and slightly itchy.

After being buried for a long time, Leng Wushuang's breath gradually increased, and his body became hotter. Xuantian thought that his breathing was not smooth, so he hurriedly pulled him away, and saw that his face was flushed red, and his pupils were rippling like autumn water. little bit.

He asked in a hoarse voice, "Did you get poisoned?"

Leng Wushuang nodded, resting her chin on Xuantian's shoulder, her breathing became more disordered.

Bai Shu stared eagerly, his black and bright pupils shone with fragments of light, he was still grabbing Leng Wushuang's hem and refused to loosen it, Xuantian didn't say anything, he stretched out his hand to help Leng Wushuang take off his clothes, and was caught Leng Wushuang dodged abruptly.

He looked embarrassed, tilted his head and said: "I don't want it anymore, I can bear it for the time being."

The truth is, he just felt that the indescribable part behind was still poured with Han Churang's semen, stuffed with the material torn from his clothes, if Xuantian was to help him 'detoxify' now, then How should he explain it?

Xuantian remained silent, but saw a bright red ambiguous mark on Leng Wushuang's exposed neck with sharp eyes, immediately squeezed the quilt tightly, and said flatly: "Master, have you done it with Ah Shu just now?"

Bai Shu was even more wronged.

"No, Master just went out to look for life-saving medicine. I didn't even touch Master. Later, Second Senior Brother came back with Master in his arms."

Xuan Tian asked this question, and then listened to Bai Shu's answer, Leng Wushuang felt even more uncomfortable with the thing caught in his back hole, the meat of his hole shrank unconsciously, and the lewd water inside began to secrete out in a hurry .

He straightened his back slightly, rubbed his itchy backside against the bed without any trace, and gasped harder.

Xuan Tian embraced Leng Wushuang's waist and turned him around, untied his clothes forcefully, the first thing he saw were the ambiguous and fresh conspicuous marks on his delicate skin, regardless of Leng Wushuang's resistance, he was cold He peeled off his obscene pants, saw that the slender white legs were full of marks of being loved by others, his face became more serious, stretched out his hand to break off the cold Wushuang buttocks, and saw that the red and tender pussy was stuffed. A ball of black clothing material, soaked in milky white dirty liquid, obscene and pornographic.

He guessed that this matter was probably caused by Han Chu's intimidation and temptation, and Leng Wushuang had to submit in order to save himself, so he had these marks on his body.

The depression in his heart was even worse, on the one hand he hated himself for being incompetent, and let the master sacrifice his life to save himself, and on the other hand, he blamed Leng Wushuang for not self-respecting, it can be seen that his poisonous appearance was even more unbearable, his lower abdomen was also on fire, and he also raised his head However, the previous injury was too serious, although he woke up now, but his body was weak and he didn't have much strength.

He glanced at Bai Shu beside the bed, and an idea had already formed in his mind. First, he helped Leng Wushuang to start the foreplay without saying a word, stroking his body to ignite the fire with his palms, and the two of them pressed their lips and teeth together, kissing passionately , Xuantian's other hand pulled out the lump in Leng Wushuang's back hole, and viscous semen and sticky kinky water rushed out from it.

Fingers digging and inserting in the acupuncture point, Leng Wushuang's uncontrollable panting could be heard in the ear, but Xuantian stopped suddenly, with the appearance of an old god, he closed his eyes and said: "I don't have anything for now. Yao Liqi, Ah Shu, come here."

Senior Brother and Junior Brother have wet sex together (3P)

As soon as these words came out, Bai Shu immediately stared at Xuantian with wide-eyed eyes. Although Leng Wushuang was unconscious, he half-opened his eyes and grabbed Xuantian's arm with some embarrassment, his voice trembling slightly.

"I said if you can hold it, you can hold it."

Xuantian was helpless, wrapped Leng Wushuang's hand with his big palm, squeezed it tightly, put it on his mouth and kissed, and then said softly: "I really have no strength, I never thought of being a master."

He glanced at Bai Shu, and the young man who was stunned on the spot cleverly leaned over and hugged Leng Wushuang, acting like a spoiled child full of grievances.

"Master, you promised to be in love with me, why don't you want to double cultivate with me now?"

Leng Wushuang's cheeks were burning hot, he was ashamed and angry, he wanted to kick them both feet to let them go, but the situation was not right, he was burning with desire, and he took off his whole body naked again, sandwiched between two well-dressed apprentices like a wanting to refuse Also welcome sluts.

He closed his eyes and relaxed his body in Bai Shu's arms, as a tacit consent.

Surprised and delighted, Bai Shu frantically stroked Leng Wushuang's lustful body flatteringly, asking, "Master, is it comfortable? Will it hurt you?"

The situation is different this time, both Xuantian and Bai Shu are there, and he is in a posture of being manipulated by others. He himself does not feel that there is anything wrong with what Bai Shu asked, but Leng Wushuang is hindered by Xuantian being there. He blushed even more when he heard it, scolded Bai Shu in his heart for talking too much, and secretly hated his body for being lewd. After hearing these words, he became even more sensitive. It was lifted up stiffly, crystal clear water emerged from the front of his genitals, the tip of his buttocks and pussy were also red and gorgeous, his waist was as nimble as a water snake, and his whole body was wrapped around the well-dressed body of the little apprentice, writhing and writhing , a passionate moan overflowing from his mouth.

Although Leng Wushuang didn't answer Bai Shu, but Bai Shu was encouraged by his physical response. He took off his clothes three times, leaned over to lick Leng Wushuang's lips, but was gently pushed away by Xuan Tian, ​​full of emotion. He looked at his elder brother suspiciously.

"Master can't take it anymore, you can help him get the mouth at the back first."

Leng Wushuang's face was almost so hot that white mist evaporated, and he buried his head on Xuantian's lap, refusing to come out, exhaled hot breath, and sprayed it on Xuantian's thigh and a particularly sensitive part through the material of his clothes. , causing Xuantian to gasp uncontrollably, stretched out his hand to gently pinch Leng Wushuang's cheek and said, "Is Master seducing me? Or is he taking revenge?"

Accompanied by Xuantian's words, that particularly sensitive part also proudly pushed up the cloth under the crotch, stretched out a huge shape, and stood straight against Leng Wushuang's lips.

Bai Shu behind him has already started to move, holding Leng Wushuang's waist and violently smashing his thick penis in, his eyes widened and his lips also opened wide, intentionally or unintentionally, he contained Xuantian's thing in his mouth. in the mouth