make love!

Countless crisp slaps rang through the whole wasteland, and the crescent moon had no chance to scream, and it had been forcibly beaten into a plump pig face.

On the moon's originally handsome white face, there were countless palm prints, and the blood in his mouth stained his face, which was particularly ferocious, while his eyes were all congested and his consciousness was blurred.

At this moment, he would rather die like this than continue to suffer Murong Yan's sin.

Murong Yan, that was a great master of civilized China 20 years ago! Even known as the first master under heaven and man, no matter who saw her at that time, he would be careful. It is said that this woman is moody, and what she wants to do depends on her preferences. No one can know her whereabouts. It is said that she is also proficient in the art of changing looks. Today, she is an urban white-collar worker, tomorrow may be a dancer, in the next day, she may be a public official, and no one knows what she wants to do in the end.

Whether it's the dragon group, Qianlong or any organization, she wants to take her in, but she never promised any organization.

Until 20 years ago, she suddenly disappeared, and there was no news of her in the whole Chinese mainland, as if there was no such person in the world.

At the beginning, Yueya was just a person who had just entered the realm of a patriarch. At the beginning, he had not founded Yueshen religion.

What I can't imagine now is that he will see Murong Yan again, a woman who makes all men feel ashamed!

Yueya used his last strength to end his life, and the strength in his body began to converge towards his heart.

"Huh? No." Murong Yan pointed a finger at his heart and smiled, "without my permission, you can't even die."

At this point, the strength you finally gathered disappeared at this moment!

"By the way, since you are so disobedient..." Murong Yan seemed to meditate for a moment, and finally came up with a way to make her satisfied, pointing at the Dantian of the crescent moon.

Seeing the moment when Murong Yan raised her hand, crescent moon had issued a final desperate roar: "no!"

But it was too late.

When he shouted this, Murong Yan's fingers had fallen on his Dantian, and an unparalleled amount of overbearing instantly eroded his Dantian, dispersing all his innate Qi accumulated over the years!

His Dantian is ruined!

Poof!

Another mouthful of blood spurted out. This time, the body of the crescent moon was paralyzed. If it weren't for his legs submerged in the soil, he had fallen to the ground.

Everything about him is gone.

His proud cultivation was pointed out and broken by this woman!

He no longer has the ability to practice the formula of worshipping the moon, and he can no longer become the leader of the moon god sect above ten thousand people.

"No? No what?" Murong Yan eyebrows a pick: "if you are obedient, I will not do this, actually want to commit suicide in front of me? Don't you know that I and my nephew are both from a miracle doctor? I can't see anyone committing suicide in front of me, but it's disrespect for life!"

Murong Yan also clapped her hands with great satisfaction and muttered, "well, now like this, that smelly boy should be able to solve it? It's really useless. When my mother was 20, she was already invincible all over the world."