"Ah Xuan..." The night is clear and low, and I want to look up.
But she moved, pressed in the back of her head big palm, then more and more force.
Night clear down the bottom of my heart that strange feeling, also continue to enlarge.
At night Qingluo wants to resist emperor Mo Xuan.
On the top of his head, there came his mellow voice like wine: "xiaoluo'er, this is the place where you grew up and lived I'm so excited... "
There was a tremor in his voice.
The hand around her body, gradually tightening.
The familiar smell of sandalwood lingers in my breath.
The strange feeling at the bottom of my heart gradually dissipated.
That's right.
This place, for the ancient emperor Mo Xuan, is a very strange place.
And it's where she grew up.
Emperor Mo Xuan's mood will have such a big change, is also a matter of course.
Can, buried in the man's arms of the night Qingluo did not see.
The gorgeous man on his head had a gentle smile, but he didn't reach the bottom of his eyes.
The peach blossom eyes twinkled with the frightful cold awn.
Faint, but also revealed a little red awn.
Suddenly, his whole body, spread out like a spider like eight black tentacles.
The tentacles waved their teeth and claws, and went towards the girl in his arms.
The scarlet red light of his eyes was more and more shining.
So that the flood of peach blossom eyes, appear extremely strange.
Black tentacles, as if to imprison night Qingluo, will her body, to Emperor Mo Xuan's chest.
Emperor Mo Xuan also in this moment, the body was like the melted mud, the night in his arms fell, bit by bit into the body.
And the girl nestling in the arms of emperor Mo Xuan.
But he knew nothing about all this.
Eight black tentacles, bit by bit, trying not to clear the body at night.
Just a centimeter from her back.
The night clear falls on the body, suddenly a red awn suddenly appears.
The antennae were snapped back.
Emperor Mo Xuan's body swayed slightly, and his body became tense.
"Ah Xuan, what's the matter?" The night was clear and clear, and didn't know what was going on.
For the present "emperor ink Xuan" change, she did not notice.
But suddenly felt that the body of "emperor Mo Xuan" was stiff.
"Emperor Mo Xuan" has a sinister eye base, Red Mansions cover his eyes, and stares at the girl in his arms.
When the girl broke through his grip and forced her head up.
The red eyes of "emperor Mo Xuan" quickly recovered to be as black as obsidian.
Those eight antennae, also in the twinkling of an eye.
"Ah Xuan, isn't he very uncomfortable here?" Night Qingluo raised his hand to caress God's face.
His forehead, actually exuded a lot of sweat.
"Di Mo Xuan" quickly avoided her hand and released her delicate body: "no, nothing, Xiao luo'er, first take me to the place where you once lived."
The night clear falls the hand to be stiff in the mid air, slightly one Zheng.
A Xuan he, will never avoid her touch.
"Xiao Luo Er?" I saw her standing still.
"Emperor Mo Xuan" stood in front of the night, raised his hand and grasped her wrist.
Yeqing fell under his pull and walked forward a few steps.
Her eyes, fixed on the wrist of the hand.
Warm palms, long fingers.
Very familiar, is the big palm in memory.
But the night is clear fall, faintly aware of a bit strange.
But this strange source, she has no way to know.
The man in front of me should not be Fake emperor Mo Xuan?
Last time, in the last test of the fantasy in Shangxuan pagoda, she met a fake emperor Moxuan!
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