Chapter 464： out of control

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Ye Lingyue in Wuzhong’s arms is so embarrassed.

In the incomparable eyes of the weekdays, there was a flood of water and the lips opened slightly.

A flustered and horrified light flashed in Ye Lingyue’s eyes.

After all, she was only a teenage girl. After suffering from the pain, she encountered this kind of situation, and she was afraid of panic.

Distressed her appearance, the witch sighed, clasped Ye Lingyue's wrist, and found that in her body, the power of the violent Nirvana, as if out of control, madly moved.

"How come?" He only clearly used Yuan Li to disperse her medicine. How did the medicine not weaken, but it became stronger.

Witches have a big shock, and then look at Ye Lingyue’s appearance and understand what it is.

Snow stunned... The woman lied to him!

The potency of Nirvana can not be used to dispel the weakening of the force. The blood of the sacred palace that passed the blood is not helped. Instead, it hurts Ye Lingyue. If she goes on like this, she will burn in it. The body is light and the dantian is broken, but the body is blasted and died.

He and Feng Yu, both on the snow, the woman was smart since childhood, I want to come and guess this person who makes Feng Xiao look at each other, is a woman.

I dare not use the force to dispel the power. For a moment, Wu Zhong stood in the bathtub like this.

Ye Lingyue is like a bear, holding a sorcerer, the body, the potion is burning like a flame, and the man under his body, his body, like a magnet, firmly attracts her.

His body, cool, is like a piece of ice.

Wu Zhong was slightly indulged. He untied his gown and wiped his body for Ye Lingyue. He wrapped her into a ball and swept away.

Was stunned by the sorcerer's death, and the wind and the wind, countless mountains and winds, in the eyes of Ye Lingyue, whizzing in the ear.

I don't know how long it has been, as if I have moved away from the Xixia Plain.

In a world of snow and ice, beautiful snowflakes fall and fall into an ice lake at the top of the mountain.

"Wuzhong, you are a bastard!"

Ye Lingyue was thrown into an ice pool, and in the body, a group of flames burned her will.

The bitter cold spring, but failed to annihilate her body's increasingly strong desires, but made her more uncomfortable.

Ye Lingyue felt that the abdomen had to be burned out of a hole. For the first time, there was a wolf in the dark, dark voice.

Behind him, the sound of the water rang.

She seems to know what is going to happen next, and she is struggling to flee.

"Ye Lingyue, if you don't want to be killed by the potion, it's best to swear." Wu cursed a low voice, and the long arm accurately grasped Ye Lingyue's ankle and pulled her over. Put her firmly in her arms.

Eight products of Nirvana are different from Wupin Chiyang.

Can not be dispelled by the force, then there is only one way left.

The most primitive and most effective method.

The last time, it was Wu Zhong, and this time, it became her own.

The coldness of the witch's body, coupled with the water of this millennium icy lake, is enough to resist the power of Nirvana.

"Oh, I will try to be as light as possible." Like a child who is crying, a heavy voice, an unprecedented gentleness, he even used the word "I".

His words made Ye Lingyue tight and he wanted to escape.

The breath of the man rushed to the surface, and the gauze on his face shattered.

Ye Lingyue could hardly imagine that his face, which had not yet healed completely, saw how it would react.

But as he did not see, the cold lips pressed down.

Holding the pity of Ye Lingyue in her heart, Wu was able to bear the temper, gently rubbing her lips, but only touched her soft lips, and everything fell apart.

In the body, the desire is like a tide, almost to engulf his will.

Just a kiss, he has already let him out of control.

In front of her, the woman's skin was covered with a thin layer of sweat. She was half-baked and hydrated lips. Such Ye Lingyue was never seen by Wu Zhong.

In Wu’s mind, there was only one thought, and she was taken into the abdomen.

"Wu heavy, you can't..." Ye Lingyue's voice, like the sound of a kitten, is weak and broken, stimulating the nerves of the witch.

"Why not? It turns out that my little moon has grown ‘big’ and it’s so delicious.” Wu’s evil atmosphere is entangled in the ear.

Under the action of Nirvana, the skin burned on Ye Lingyue's face is like a fallen petal. The newly grown skin is younger than the baby.

In the hands of perennial martial arts, he grew a little rough, and he was mischievous, covering her two groups of abundance, gently kneading.

He looked down on her, but for a year or two, his palm couldn’t hold the goodness of her chest.

On the icy moon, the icy lake saw the face of Ye Lingyue.

His breathing suddenly became chaotic, not only because of Nirvana's potency, but also because of the moonlight. The original face was very beautiful and fascinating, and even more fascinating.

The dark, almost purple pupil, the white skin without a pore, the slightly swollen lips, the delicate nose and brow bone.

Wu Zhong holds her face, and the broken kiss falls like a raindrop, or it is light or heavy, like a feather.

With his kiss, Ye Lingyue felt that his body had to melt.

Feeling the wonderful feeling under his mouth, the eyes of Wu Zhong were darker.

"Small moon, the first time I saw you, this seat is thinking, you are mine. Feng Xiao let me give you something, but I did not expect that he gave you to this seat. For many years That waste, just do it right this time."

The man's low and magnetic voice is just like the charm. When he heard the name of "Feng Yu", he suddenly stabbed Ye Lingyue's nerves.

She suddenly opened her eyes and found that she had been replayed by the witch on the shore.

The icy snowflakes, which have fallen from the sky, have not yet fallen, and they have become water droplets on the bodies of the two.

Under her body is his clothing.

The clothes on his body have also faded, and only the golden mask on the face, even in the dark night, still shines golden.

On the honey-colored skin that is completely different from the woman's white skin, the sly ghost head, countless black and black tattoos, make the witch's high-spirited body more strange.

From the eyes of Wu Zhong, Ye Lingyue sadly saw his body, and his eyes, the one that is hard to ignore.

She picked up her legs and struggled to block the man's urgent and hot sight, but he was one step ahead and pulled away.

Slender fingers, mischievously bombed her heart, under the influence of Nirvana, Ye Lingyue only felt that a strange feeling, from the body.