Now their posture is ambiguous and dangerous. Yu Chen's eyelashes tremble faintly. His eyes are cold and sober. His thin lips have just opened and only spit out a word. The tone is clear and cold: "you..."

In the next second when the girl's ending voice was winding down, ran Bai didn't listen to what Yu Chen said at all. He squeezed Xianjun's jaw hard, and his breath fell directly. The bright red lip flap pressed on Yu Chen's thin lip, plundering wantonly while he opened his mouth.

Yu Chen opened her eyes slightly, and her pupils shook faintly.

The two people's breathing sounds intertwined and hurried for a few minutes. The light fragrance lingered on Yu Chen's body, adding some sinking meaning to his clean and sober mind.

Dyed white pressed people on the throne, provoked people's jaws to kiss hard, as if to make up for all that had been blank for several days.

Xianjun's spotless snow clothes were messy. He was cold and solemn in the past. At the moment, he was pressed by the devil on the throne of the Demon World Hall. He was cold and wantonly light and had no resistance. His long eyelashes fell wet. His cold and sharp eyes were filled with misty fog because he was forced to bear kissing, and even the tail of his eyes turned red.

The slight upward arc of the neck is thin and beautiful. It is stretched into a beautiful bow. It is somewhat fragile and tempting for people to do whatever they want. It wants people to destroy Gugao.

The white fingerbones hanging on his side and the almost uncontrollable gasp announced his fall.

The devil in red looked at him. His eyes became deeper and deeper. He smiled lazily and overflowed the whisper between his lips and teeth, with a bit of spooky banter: "master, it's so sweet."

The sound line almost faintly crushed and fell on Yu Chen's ear. His back was against the cold throne without a trace of temperature, but it made him feel a burning palpitation. His slender Lengsu fingers tightened and gripped a section of the devil's black and red clothes. The color of his fingerbones was pale, showing the confusion of contrast, When being kissed hard, it will overflow uncontrollably and bite between lips and teeth. It is impossible to break and swallow easily.

This picture was really attractive. She narrowed her eyes with unclear white meaning. Her eyes were deep. Listening to the sound of Xianjun being kissed to sob, she seemed to be soft in another way. While pressing his kiss, she stretched out her hand and slowly pulled away Xianjun's snow-white waist seal.

Yu Chen realized his action in the misty. His body was stiff. He stretched out his hand and pressed the dyed white hand. His voice was very dumb when he opened his mouth. He looked up at her. The water mist in his eyes was rippling and had no deterrent. It was more like refusing to welcome: "what are you doing..."

"What do you do?" ran Bai chuckled, and the ending was lazy and hooked. She looked down at her hand held by Xianjun, looked at him with unknown meaning, fingertips crossed his waist and abdomen lines, and said softly, "I want you."

What she said was really too calm and lazy, even with a bit of what she deserved, word by word.

Yu Chen was so cold that he hardly dared to believe what he heard. Even the fingertips of the girl's wrists were stiff.

In the devil's world, someone will come into the palace at any time. The great devil is still his apprentice. He presses him on the throne without restraint. Kissing is the limit. Now he wants to be here

"... are you crazy?" the radian of Xian Jun's long eyelashes was cold and attractive, the residual fog did not fade, his lips were cold and Fei MI, and his voice was a little hoarse.

Ranbai was noncommittal and did not refute. His fingers still stayed on Yu Chen's waist seal and leaned over to whisper in his ear: "I have always wanted my master."

"I remember I told you before I left." ran Bai pressed Xianjun on the throne, hooked Yu Chen's rigorous and appropriate snow colored collar with one hand, and gently pulled it open carelessly. The clavicle lines were faint, clean and beautiful. "When the master agreed to double cultivation, he came to me."

The clavicle was exposed in the air, slightly cool, and the girl's words were a bit of a smile.

Xian jundun for a moment.

When he came to her, he didn't think too much. Subconsciously, he ignored the problem of double cultivation. He just wanted to look at her and don't commit too many killing obstacles.

But now this matter is mentioned, it seems to have changed a taste.

Yuchen hasn't said anything yet. Ranbai bites Xianjun's clavicle lightly and lightly, like a punishment. Yuchen only listens to ranbai.

"Didn't you just agree to the master's coming?" she chuckled, which meant unknown and arrogant. Her lowered voice was somewhat confusing: "why not double practice here."

Xianjun was slightly stiff and the temperature at the tip of his ears was burning. He forced himself to wake up and said coldly: "Ben Jun is not..."

"The whole demon world belongs to me. No one will break in." ranbai casually interrupts Yu Chen's words and gently picks his jaw, "master, just rest assured."

She said, drooping her eyes and biting the fragile and delicate Adam's apple of Xianjun, to tear off his waist seal and move evil.

Yu Chen subconsciously tightened his finger bones. He grabbed his dyed white wrist, breathed disorderly for a few moments, lowered his eyes, and said calmly and coldly: "if the devil just wants to do this, it seems that Ben Jun doesn't need to come."

Xianjun has always been elegant and upright to almost severe and solemn for several years. How can he easily accept this behavior? It's still here.

Dyeing white stopped and narrowed his eyes.

"Shizun doesn't really think that you can leave easily in the demon world." she hooked her lips and was not angry. Her fingertips crossed Yu Chen's phalanx with interest. She didn't do anything too much. She smiled speciously.

Yu Chen looked at her quietly.

"Disciple, it's not easy to let the master come here. How can she let you go." ran Bai is careless. With some joking danger, her breath rubbed Yu Chen's ears. It's cold and dangerous. She bit Xianjun's earlobe, like some kind of intimate action. "Master, you're naive."

Yu Chen's Adam's apple rolled. He soon realized what. After being quiet, he couldn't hear the emotion. His voice was still a little dumb: "you put the rumors outside."

His tone is really without any ups and downs, so that people can't hear whether it is a question or a statement.

Dyed white didn't care. It didn't matter. Well, she gave a sound, bent her eyes, and looked a little harmless: "half and half, it's impossible for the outside world to have no news about such a big thing. I'm just a pusher."

She was laughing as she spoke.

"What about those people." it is said that she killed tens of thousands of people. Xianjun's pupils are cold and deep, reflecting dyed white eyebrows and eyes.

"I killed them." ranbai didn't hide anything, and didn't disdain to hide it. He said casually and casually: "they used to be traitors, but now they are obstacles."

The dust is quiet, the eyes are deep and cold, and the breeze and snow float in it.

At a certain moment, he clearly realized that,

She is not only his disciple, but also the Lord of the demon family.

Killing God in the world population.

"How." looking at Xianjun's indifferent appearance, the devil's tongue touched his upper jaw. Her fingertips stroked Yu Chen's slender back neck and asked coldly, "do you mind?"