Long Jun, don't mess around

"Tell me..." Feng Wuxie bit the man's lower lip, her phoenix eyes were like torches | desire to twitch, and she looked at the black eyes in front of her: "I think too much, you, tell me how much you are care about me."

His voice was as soft as water, and even if the man was drunk, he was dazed for a long time. He felt that what he was holding was not a person, but a pool of spring water. He always felt that it would pass away at any time.

Yuan Qi slowly rolled away from the man in white, lying on the couch with big characters, looking at the rippling roof of the Crystal Palace, his eyes were drunk and expressionless, and after a long while, he opened his mouth and said: "I, I made a mistake. A mistake, a mistake made 500 years ago."

Feng Wuxie lay there quietly, only feeling that a hand was slowly clenching his heart, making his breathing more and more difficult. For some reason, he always felt that the person beside him was about to spit out something unpleasant. speech.

If he really said something he didn't like to hear, he would definitely kill him!

kill him! !

The man drank a lot of wine and was light-headed. He raised one hand and patted his forehead. After a while, a smile appeared on the corners of his thin lips.

"Although it was wrong, but...you should never have done it, you shouldn't have bumped into Buzhou Mountain, and you should have suffered so many disasters. If I had been with you all the time..."

"Shut up!" Feng Wuxie felt that her heart was getting tighter and tighter by that hand, and even her breathing was trembling.

"You forgot everything about the past, but I haven't forgotten..." The man's drunken voice was hoarse and full of magnetism, evoking a wry smile, and he said slowly: "I, Yuan Qi, am sorry for you. Drunk every day, mistook you for Princess Jinghe..."

With the sound of a soft explosion, Feng Wuxie felt that his heart was crushed, his eyes were filled with blood red, blocking his sanity, and only the man's confused confession was in his ears.

"Originally, originally you hated the most, and the person you hated the most should be me. After being soiled by me, I felt, felt sorry for that person... that's why I bumped into Bu Zhoushan with mixed feelings of shame and indignation..."

Those phoenix eyes widened slowly, as if trying to suppress the grief and indignation in his heart: "So what, 500 years have passed! I, Feng Wuxie, am not the kind of person who sticks to chastity!"

He wanted to say, it has been 500 years, now that I, Feng Wuxie, willingly lie under your body again and again, could it be because you are drunk?

"I was wrong 500 years ago, and I am still wrong 500 years later. I should have fulfilled you. What is the name of that person, Nangongxuan? Heh, the great emperor, I, I should have fulfilled you, yes, I should have fulfilled you." You, you can end these catastrophes as soon as possible with him, you can end this cycle of fate as soon as possible, and you won't suffer again and again..."

He muttered in a daze, raising his hand to cover his face as if in extreme pain: "I can't let you suffer in the mortal world anymore, I can't... you go, go back to him, go back, it's time to go back."

Since it is a predestined fate, he Yuanqi is just a passer-by in his journey through the catastrophe. Instead of interfering, it is better to fulfill it, so that his beloved will not be like 500 years ago.

Those phoenix eyes were already filled with the color of water, and when the eyelashes trembled slightly, large tears slid down the eyelids and rolled down his cheeks onto the couch.

The crystal clear teardrops reflect the brilliance of the pearl but are a hundred times as bright as the pearl. This is the Phoenix tear, because when the tears are condensed and looked back, the lovesickness will be one person for a lifetime.

"Eight Prince, keep saying that you like me and want me to be your wife, can you finally lie to me? I knew that if I told too many lies, even I would believe it. Fortunately, I never took what I said to you seriously."

Yuan Qi's eyelids were slightly closed, and the long eyelashes left a fan-shaped arc on the eyelids.

Under the tip of the tall nose, there was a wry smile on the red lips that had been soaked in wine: "I never took it seriously, just because the person you hit was not me...not me..."

Before he finished speaking, he was pressed down by Feng Wuxie. Although Feng Wuxie was slender, she was not as weak as a woman, so the heavy pressure still made the eighth prince groan. Before he had time to be surprised, a trembling hand covered his lips and teeth.

"I want you to swallow back what you just said! Swallow it back! Did you hear that!"

Feng Wuxie's eyes were so ferocious that they were about to split open. How could he find any trace of his usually calm and aloof arrogance? All that was left was heart-wrenching grief and helplessness.

"Eight Prince! If you don't swallow those words back, I will let you die! Let you die!" Two drops of clear tears fell from his reddened eyes, and when the scorching tears fell on the man's face , Feng Wuxie lowered her head instantly, and tightly held his lips.

The eighth prince was half awake, and his eyes widened unbelievably. Normally, such a surprise would definitely make him overwhelmed with excitement, but today, he deeply felt the force of the person in his embrace , that kind of indignation, that kind of unwillingness, that kind of resentment!

The lips of the two were close together, and the tips of their tongues were quickly entangled. Feng Wuxie bit Yuan Qi's tongue hard as if in revenge, and the sweetness of blood soon filled the lips and teeth.

The eighth prince also responded to him, raising his arms to hug his waist, letting his snake-like soft and powerful body struggle and grind in his arms.

Soon, the two of them were already in messy clothes. Under the concealed robes, the man's desire made him hug the body of the person in his arms even tighter.

Feng Wuxie's complexion is very fair, like creamy white jade, the Eighth Prince still remembers that day 500 years ago, when he opened his eyes, he was bewitched by the hot, soft, and warmth of the person in his arms.

A heart that doesn't understand love is like the surface of the sea lifted by the breeze, beating against him wave by wave.

Countless red plums were ignited on his body, just like the everlasting beauty blooming outside the window.

Feng Wuxie seemed to be more impatient than the drunk man, and her whole body stuck to that strong chest.

The atmosphere in the room was messy, and the two of them were also extremely chaotic. There was a strong shock that had never been seen before, and there was a consciousness that they were about to die.

"No evil... I, I shouldn't be like this."

"Shut up!" Feng Wuxie bit him hard on the shoulder, saying that it shouldn't be like this before stopping, is this man purely annoyed by him!

The Eighth Prince snorted, and hugged the person in his arms tightly. He saw the red marks on Feng Wuxie's white skin. The extreme contrast stimulated his most primitive pursuit.

At that moment, he suddenly realized a truth, if you can't destroy the seven emotions and keep the six desires, you can't become a Buddha and a respected person, and he is destined not to become a Buddha or a respected person, why not just become a demon?

He is willing to make trouble in heaven again for the person in his arms, he is willing to block all his memories of 500 years ago, and he is willing to send the so-called destined person into reincarnation again!

Going against the sky and going against reason, turning the world upside down, just to catch the person in his arms lingering on him.

"forgive me……"

Yuan Qi is not quite sure what he said when he was in a daze just now, but he must have hurt this glass-like person, otherwise he wouldn't be so hysterical with him, wishing he could play him badly. everything.

Feng Wuxie didn't allow him to speak, she covered his lips with one hand and clung to his shoulder with the other, an unbearable sound came out of her lips that were bitten by her teeth.

It's pain, it's hate, it's exhilaration, it's hysterical determination.

"It hurts you..." The eighth prince's kiss fell on him, and he tried his best to restrain his emotions. He didn't want the people in his arms to resist him. He hoped that his body and mind were his own.

"Wuxie, you are so hot, I like you so much..."

The eighth prince's words made Feng Wuxie tremble all over, "I like it, what an insignificant word...

Slowly closing his eyes, he mobilized the spiritual power in his body. His phoenix spirit has not recovered since it was blocked. He asked Xiao Yu on the sidelines at that time.

He said, can the essence of the dragon restrain the spiritual power of the phoenix?

Xiao Yu smiled at the time with a harmless face, and he said, you want to ask the teacher, when will your spiritual power blocked by Qi'er recover, and there is nothing to hide about the bed between husband and wife.

Feng Wuxie's face was pale at the time, but Xiao Yu obediently said it under his pressure. He said that it has been a theorem since ancient times that the dragon refines and dominates the phoenix spirit. Suppression, once it is suppressed, 36 days is considered a cycle of reincarnation, and it can be used freely without being blocked during the period.

It has only been 23 days since Yuan Qi went to the Taixuan Sect, and now he is blocked in a daze, and it will take 36 days to recover his spiritual power.

However, what did he do to recover his spiritual power? He wanted to help the eighth prince when the demon king was alive, but he had already completely hurt himself.

He likes this kind of charity, and this compensatory promise is not uncommon for Feng Wuxie. She is not the kind of chaste and martyr. If her virginity is taken away, she will either refuse to marry the king, or she will hang herself after crying.

Slowly circulate the spiritual power of the whole body, and slowly inject it into the dantian, since, since this spiritual power is useless to oneself, it is better not to use it.

The eighth prince saw that his mind was wandering and couldn't help telling him with practical actions. At this moment, please focus on Feng Wuxie, this prince is still restraining himself so as not to hurt you.

Feng Wuxie groaned, and took a deep breath, and soon, the extreme pleasure overwhelmed him, making him unable to open his eyes.

A group of flashing colorful fish swims in front of it, and the inside of the Crystal Palace is full of splendor.

Princess Jinghe tried her best to raise her flowery smile. She was in a very happy mood, and she walked to the door of the bedroom with a cup of good tonic soup.

The maidservant at the door was in a deep sleep. Princess Jinghe kicked her lightly a couple of times without waking her up, so she kicked open the door and walked in swaggeringly.

The incense in the room has not been burned out yet, and this kind of fragrance can easily make people fall into drowsiness. Jinghe Princess Qianluo carefully opened the window of the room while holding her nose, and then poured out the burning incense in the incense burner, and then opened the bead curtain to see to the inner room.

Clothes were messed up all over the room, and on the bed that was partially covered by the red soft tent, she saw the body that made her think about it day and night, and couldn't help wiping her saliva with her hand.

wrong!How could she be drooling!Isn't it just a man!She wants it so much, but what man doesn't!

Thinking of this, his face blushed slightly, and he stepped forward to lift the bed curtain, the man was sleeping soundly, the thin quilt covered the important parts of the lower body, his exposed chest made people blush and heartbeat uncontrollably.

"Your Highness..." Princess Jinghe called him softly, "His Highness Eighth Prince, wake up."

With a slight frown, the man turned over and hugged the pillow beside him: "Wuxie..."

The princess' face changed drastically, and she simply shouted: "His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince! Feng Jun has already left!"

Almost in a state of shock, the person in the dream opened his eyes instantly, staring at the pillow for a long while before sitting up.

The night of hangover and lingering made his brain still in a state of confusion. He frowned and thought for a while, and finally looked at the woman with the scarlet face: "What did you say?"