Fairy, help me practice

　A leaf fell from the paulownia tree.

　After a long time, the two separated their lips and tongues, pulling out the liquid.

　Yuan He's beautiful eyes were blurred, and her pink tongue lingered, following the water line and licking and kissing back to the corner of Chen Yao's mouth, not stopping until all the water line was sucked up.

　Her red lips left a fiery red imprint on the corner of his mouth. Just as she was about to leave, her tongue was wrapped around by Chen Yao's tongue tip.

　The two of them opened their mouths and swirled their tongues in the air.

　The rustling sound drowned out the morning breeze that rustled the leaves of the sycamore trees.

　The two people's entangled tongues dropped thick clumps of saliva.

　They reluctantly separated their tongues until their tongues and cheeks felt numb.

　Yuan He panted softly, put her arms around Chen Yao's waist, and blushed as she wanted to take him into the house.

　Chen Yao didn't move at all.

　"Xiaoyao?"

　Yuan He didn't understand what was going on, but her beautiful face was already filled with strong lust, and she couldn't wait any longer.

　Chen Yao hugged her tighter, turned around, pressed her against the trunk of the sycamore tree, and unbuttoned her gray T-shirt with his hands.

　Inside was a white silk double-breasted short jacket.

　Chen Yao rubbed her bulging breasts through her white coat. They were soft, tender and elastic, with erect peaks.

　"Xiaoyao~uh~ah~"

　Yuanhe was rubbed into a soft pile, leaning against the tree trunk, struggling and stepping around with her high heels.

　"Let's go back to the house~ah~"

　Chen Yao leaned over and kissed her familiar lips, as if he wanted to swallow her lips and tongue into his stomach.

　The buttons of her white short coat were also unbuttoned, revealing her fair belly, which rose and fell with Yuan He's panting.

　Today it’s a light purple tube top.

　Chen Yao grabbed it and pulled it down.

　The white waves bounced out, showing its power greatly.

　But soon, the two jade tides fell into the devil's claws of rubbing, pinching and playing.

　The two of them parted their lips, panting.

　Chen Yao's other hand had already pulled Yuan He's narrow gray pants down to her ankles.

　Yuan He yelled "No" "Not here~"

　Chen Yao looked up at the tight concealment formation of the courtyard, and held the plump and tender part of her legs with his hands.

　A few stubborn black weeds pierced through the flesh and teased his palm.

　The warm and tender area touched by my fingertips was already covered in mud.

　He began to move.

　"Ah~ uh~ little rascal, really... ah~~ I really can't do anything with you~ hurry up~ do this as soon as you get here~ ah ah~ and you are getting bolder each time~ doesn't your sister have to work~ uh uh~"

　Yuan He spoke with reserve, but her two tender flesh-colored thighs had already tightly clamped Chen Yao's hand.

　There was a low "bang" sound between her legs.

　The crotch of the flesh-colored stockings soon became untied and curled up.

　Chen Yao hooked the wet light purple underwear with his fingertips and pulled it to one side, rubbing it against her skin.

　Yuan He couldn't help but bend over with her chest hunched, and stomped her black high heels on the ground.

　Chen Yao was stimulated by the slippery feeling in his palm and could no longer hold back. He turned her over and pressed against her muddy legs from behind.

　Yuan He hugged the sycamore tree, her whole body trembling.

　"I have to do these awkward poses again~ah~"

　Chen Yao rubbed her raised, round and smooth buttocks, and his penis was searching for the paradise, caressing it with a sound.

　Yuan He pulled back one hand and placed it on his abdomen: "Good brother, please don't be like this, okay? Let's go back to the house~

　Chen Yao picked up her hand, put her delicate fingers with cardamom-colored nails into his mouth, and sucked deeply.

　Yuan He couldn't stand this kind of stimulation, so she had to raise her buttocks higher to make it easier for him to penetrate deeper.

　Chen Yao died completely.

　Yuan He started to cry out.

　Early in the morning, the most moving singing could be heard from Silver Moon Peak.

　Occasionally, there were increasingly wetter and thicker popping sounds.

　After a while, Yuanhe's cheek was pressed against the tree trunk, she rolled her eyes, and muttered unclear words.

　Chen Yao fucked harder and harder, his legs were soaked by the tide, and he felt his vagina became more and more sticky and slippery, with wrinkles flying everywhere.

　He picked up one of Yuan He's flesh-colored thighs, held the arch of her high-heeled foot, and groped.

　Yuan He almost couldn't stand and quickly hugged the tree tightly.

　The two of them didn't know how long they had been doing this.

　Yuan He shook her hips in protest.

　"Well~ I want to watch you do it to me~"

　She couldn't hold back and started to wave.

　Chen Yao pulled it out with a "pop" sound, dragging out a ball of sticky liquid, some clear and some white, all falling on Yuan He's gray narrow pants.

　Yuan He stumbled and turned around, giving him a sidelong glance: "The tent is spread out, it doesn't look like a human~"

　Chen Yao hugged her two flesh-colored thighs, and while the hole was still deep and not closed, he pushed in with a "squeak".

　Smooth and slippery.

　Yuan He put her hands behind her back, supported herself against the tree, and looked down at the junction of the two people carefully.

　Chen Yao slammed into it: "Does it look good?"

　Yuan He smiled foolishly: "As long as it's Xiaoyao's, it's all beautiful~Ahhh~"

　Chen Yao explained things in a simple and easy-to-understand way, and also stirred up a gurgling tide.

　"Sister, you have a lot of water today~"

　Yuan He moaned continuously: "It's you~ Ahhh~ You always have new tricks~ Ahhh~ Uh uhh~ It makes me feel so comfortable~"

　After saying this, she felt a surge of spring in her heart, her whole body trembled, and clear springs gushed out from both holes, sprinkling all over Chen Yao's belly.

　Chen Yao ignored the water flow and pushed in hard, and was released by the soft folds.

　The white sticky liquid flowed all over Yuanhe's flesh-colored stockings and narrow gray pants.

　The two hugged each other, twitching and kissing passionately.

　[Demon Soul takes effect, randomly gain 300 points of female cultivation]

　【Foundation Level 2 (40316/50000)】

　Yuan He twitched for a long time and hugged Chen Yao tightly: "Sister, you can prepare to break through to the Golden Core~"

Chapter 122: Senior Sister, Don’t Think Hui Bai Doesn’t Dare to Take Action

　After some tender time with Yuanhe, Chen Yao told her that he was going to Mingyang Sect to study.

　Yuan He was reluctant to let him go, so she prepared a lot of clothes, pills, and some spirit stones for him.

　"Although it's not as wealthy as your Senior Sister Yunli and Jiang's wife, it's still a token of my sister's love."

　She felt a little resentful about Chen Yao becoming Jiang's son-in-law. It would be a lie to say that she was not jealous.

　But compared to his own little emotions, Chen Yao's future is more important.

　Chen Yao was naturally very moved and kept kissing Yuan He.

　In the end, it was Yuan He who pushed him away and asked him to say goodbye to Jiang Bailian and other women.

　Jiang Bailian didn't see him.

　I just asked my junior sister to send a few bottles of high-quality elixirs.

　"Senior Sister is already lying on the alchemy furnace, crying so hard that she can't get up..."

　The junior sister looked at Chen Yao with resentment: "I ruined a furnace of Zeng Yuan Dan..."

　Chen Yao didn't think that Jiang Bailian didn't want to see him. He probably thought that Dongli had put her under house arrest because she had ruined the elixir.

　After accepting the pill, he returned to Xiuxiu Peak reluctantly.

　Yunli and Xu Junyu were already waiting at the edge of the cliff.

　"Why are you leaving right after coming back..."

　Yun Li didn't dare to criticize Ling Ning in her heart, she could only say this, looking at Chen Yao's beautiful eyes that were about to become thready.

　Xu Junyu sensed the sour smell between the two of them, shrugged and shuddered.

　"Nephew, take it!"

　She pulled out a dark green scabbard from her storage ring.

　Chen Yao took it and found it soft and elastic to the touch, and felt very good.

　He took a closer look and discovered that the scabbard was wrapped in a layer of good-quality animal skin, dark green in color, with delicate patterns.

　"This is?"

　Xu Junyu saw Chen Yao's moved expression and thought to himself, you kid is finally losing his composure!

　She smiled proudly, "This is the carpel of a high-level demon beast, the Sea-Turning Flood Dragon, that your uncle-in-law slew while traveling in the East China Sea. Later, I obtained various materials and refined this scabbard. It's more than enough to match your immortal sword!"

　Chen Yao looked at the scabbard over and over again, and could feel a strong domineering aura from it.

　"My sword is already very powerful. Wouldn't it become even more evil with a scabbard like this?"

　Xu Junyu looked at him strangely: "Isn't it good to be evil?"

　"Okay?"

　Xu Junyu laughed out loud, reached out and patted Chen Yao on the shoulder, saying that he was still too young.

　"The way of the sword seeks perfection, regardless of good or evil!"

　Oh, today it’s finally my turn... uh, my uncle, I’ve taught you a lesson, and I feel so proud. It feels so good!

　She looked at Chen Yao, who seemed to be learning from him, and felt proud.

　Chen Yao felt that Xu Junyu was a prodigy in the way of the sword, so his words probably made sense. The key point was that he really liked the sheath, so he took out the Infinite Sword and sheathed it.

　However, the next second, the proud Xu Junyu was no longer proud.

　The fierce dragon skin sheath made a "ripping" sound, as if it was about to die.

　It was cut into pieces by the sword light emitted from the boundless sword.

　Chen Yao didn't expect the Infinite Sword to react so strongly. He quickly pulled the sword out before the scabbard shattered into pieces.

　The scabbard in his hand made mournful sounds, as if it was trembling.

　Xu Junyu was dumbfounded.

　This is the best scabbard she can come up with!

　What a damn sword!

　She glared fiercely at the Infinite Sword in Chen Yao's hand, and the Infinite Sword hummed, expressing disdain.

　"Uncle Master, this scabbard..."

　Chen Yao handed it to Xu Junyu.

　Xu Junyu was completely embarrassed and pushed the scabbard away: "Your sword must not be refined yet! Your sword must not be refined yet!"

　After saying that, she slipped away into the clouds.