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One by one, the poisonous needles of thunder's Qianfeng needle are pulled out. Nan Qingxuan is always careful, afraid that Chonglou will suffer more pain.

But after a while, the needles were piled up.

Dense sharp needles make people feel numb on the scalp and scared in the heart.

Seeing so many poisonous needles, Nan Qingxuan is extremely complicated.

Her heart is full of guilt, more is the gratitude to Chonglou.

If Chonglou hadn't pushed her away, she would have stopped these poisonous needles.

I'm afraid that's her.

And once she's shot.

I'm afraid the consequences will be even more dangerous.

This poisonous needle will make the warrior lose all his Xuanli.

If nanqingxuan lost all her power, I'm afraid she has now fallen into the hands of Heifeng stronghold, which is a nightmare in hell.

"Tear..."

There are too many poisonous needles on Chonglou's body, and his clothes are completely ragged.

Simply, Nan Qingxuan directly tore the top of Chonglou.

The top of Chonglou is torn open, and the dense blood holes make Nan Qingxuan worried.

"Does it hurt?"

Gently pulling out a poisonous needle, Nan Qingxuan asks anxiously.

"It hurts."

"Why don't you kiss me?"

"Kiss me. I'm excited and happy. Or forget about the pain. "

Seeing that Nan Qingxuan was extremely worried and serious, Chonglou said something without serious.

The words of Chonglou make Nan Qingxuan stare at Chonglou directly and fiercely. He suddenly pulls out a poisonous needle and almost tears off the flesh.

"Hiss..."

"Can you take it easy?"

The corner of the mouth twitches with the pain of Chonglou, even in a hurry.

"You deserve it!"

Nan Qingxuan snorted.

She hates the glib talk of Chonglou. Although she has a good feeling for Chonglou, Nan Qingxuan's feelings for Chonglou are not very deep.

What's more, the feeling of Chonglou to Nan Qingxuan is warm and touching, but there are also some aspects she doesn't like.

One by one, he pulled out the poisonous needles from the Chonglou.

On the heavy building body, appears ferocious terror.

The poisonous needles on Chonglou are basically clean.

It's just the lower part of the body.

Seeing the lower part of the tower, Nan Qingxuan blushes.

With the help of the soul of Chonglou, she found that there were many poisonous needles on Chonglou's legs, and some of them were very deep.

Chonglou is a man. At present, Nan Qingxuan is in a bit of trouble with these poisonous needles.

The pants and hem of Chonglou are so ragged that they block the view. This also makes Nan Qingxuan plan to take off the ragged pants and hem of Chonglou.

It's just that Nan Qingxuan, who is thin skinned and shy in the heart, is not at all ready to do anything.

His face blushes and hesitates for a long time. Nan Qingxuan secretly looks up at Chonglou.

Chonglou is also looking at her.

Caught peeping, Chonglou's eyes make Nan Qingxuan's face turn red again, and the shame in her eyes becomes more and more intense.

"Nan Qingxuan, you have to hurry."

"If you drag on like this, my flesh and blood will rot, and then I will be useless."

"Nan Qingxuan, please move faster."

"Anyway, I've seen your body. If I let you have a look, I'll give it back to you."

"Don't treat me like a person, ok..."

Chonglou arrived in a hurry.

Although the poison needle will not poison Chonglou, Xuanli toxin has not been removed for a long time, which is very dangerous for the warrior.

Moreover, even though that's what I said, Chonglou is a little inexplicably shy when she is stared at by Nan Qingxuan, a simple and arrogant woman. She doesn't feel that her old face is a little hot.

In Nan Qingxuan's case, maybe that simple arrogance makes Chonglou feel so strange that Chonglou can't stand it

This made Nan Qingxuan's face even more red.

She hated the fact that Chonglou mentioned that she had been seen by Chonglou.

With big eyes staring at the tower, Nan Qingxuan moves her hand in hesitation.

He stares at the tower. Nan Qingxuan's beautiful eyes move down and tears open the pants full of blood.

The first thing to attract people's attention is not the poisonous needles and blood holes on the legs of Paris polyphylla, but something in a vicious shape.

After a careful look, Nan Qingxuan remembered something.

As her cheeks turn red and her eyes turn hot, Nan Qingxuan continues to pull out the poison needle for Chonglou.