Vol 8 Chapter 56: No chicken talk

The tender little hands first put them on Mo Xiao's knees, and gradually moved towards the inner side of Mo Xiao's thighs.

Gentleness, slight numbness, plus the **** beauty in the "estrus" state in front of him, no normal man can resist this **** charm.

"Master Mo Xiao~" Giriola exhaled like a blue, lustful air all over his body.

"I will take care of you~ As long as you don't send me into that cold and merciless prison, I can be satisfied with whatever posture you want."

"Whether it's S.M, subdued temptation, role-playing, I can do it all."

"There is something more exciting~" Girio stretched out his uvula and licked around the corner of his mouth, "If you want to do it here, Lord Mo Xiao, it's not impossible~"

As the third true ancestor of the ‘Chaotic Empress’, the direct clan has long experienced the pleasure of species mating in Giliola’s long life.

If blood-sucking and torture are the first pleasure, then the primitive instincts of creatures will also immerse her in it.

However, in the past, she used an absolutely powerful posture to dominate others. Now kneeling on the ground, humblely to please a powerful human male, this is the first time she has done this.

But this almost masochistic behavior brought her a touch of special pleasure.

It was the first time that she experienced this kind of novelty, especially when the mating target was a powerful man like Mo Xiao.

For her, being conquered by a powerful man is not a shame. If she can tie Mo Xiao's thigh with this opportunity, Giriola thinks it's worth it.

In her long and long life, she has never seen the real ancestor make a move, but Mo Xiao is definitely a powerful existence that can head-to-head with the real ancestor!

Now she didn't want to kill Nangong at all. The mechanism of prison enchantment was dispensable in front of a man. If he wanted to, it was only a matter of time before he could get his freedom.

In Giliola's view, this is a matter of course, the strong dominate the weak, just like she tortured and killed those ants, without any reason at all!

Thinking of this, Giriola's palm on Mo Xiao's thigh trembled slightly.

What she will serve is a powerful human being comparable to the true ancestor!

She even began to recall the tricks she had used in previous battles, and her charming eyes glanced at Mo Xiao's face from time to time.

With the addition of combat power, Giriola trembled all over, feeling that this adult was full of charm for a while.

But at this moment, what Mo Xiao was thinking of was not making peace with the vampire beauty in front of him. It was not that he could not accept this novelty, but that he had no tools to commit crimes!

Regardless of laziness from any angle, Giriola is an out-and-out beauty, and that black skin can inspire the **** of some people with special hobbies.

But what Mo Xiao thought was...

‘The direct clan of the third true ancestor? Thoroughbred vampire? Although it is much weaker than Wattola, it must have a sufficient life span, right? I haven't found a chance to attack Xiao Gucheng yet, but this one in front of me...Anyway, she is imprisoned in the prison barrier. Isn't it normal to lose one or two people in the capture of criminals? ’

Mo Xiao seemed to persuade herself, looking down at the vampire beauty who was kneeling on the ground in front of him and was in heat, ready to stun and take it away in the ring.

‘A species with extremely tenacious vitality like a vampire, even if it doesn’t breathe for a long time, it’s okay, right? ’

Mo Xiao lightly picked Giliola's chin and slowly slid her fingers towards the back of the woman's neck. Every slight movement of her chin brought a wonderful feeling to the blood woman.

She faintly felt that she was about to get wet.

The trembling hands suddenly speeded up, stroking the crotch of Mo Xiao's puppet.

The speed is so fast that even Mo Xiao didn't react for a while!

Giriola's eyes were full of enchanting eyes, and he touched again in an unbelievable way, but still couldn't find anything she was familiar with.

Although Giriola had imagined hundreds of times in her mind, this result was beyond her expectation! This is not a surprise! It's a fright!

Looking up at Mo Xiao, Mo Xiao was staring at her with a devastating expression.

Giriola was taken aback and collapsed to the ground, pointed his slender fingers at Mo Xiao, and said incredulously: "You...you, you, you are actually a girl!"

"Ok?"

"what?"

"Well?"

Three black and bold question marks appeared on Mo Xiao's head, and Lan Yu, who was standing not far behind Mo Xiao, opened her mouth wide and wide, which was incredible.

Even Astaruti, whose expression remained unchanged for thousands of years, also made a voice.

Giriola just thought of going backwards, his eyes flashed, as if thinking of something, he bit his head and said: "Master Mo Xiao~ Even a girl, I have the same experience. Would you like to try it?"

Mo Xiao's face turned dark, and finally understood the meaning of Jiliola's words, and directly knocked the blood woman into a stun and waved his hand into the ring.

In the eyes of Astaruti and Lan Yu Qiancong, it was Mo Xiao who was recognized as his true identity, and became angered, and killed the "tragic singer" in the blink of an eye.

The killing speed is so fast that even the space magic mechanism of the prison enchantment has not had time to activate.

But since Mo Xiao made the shot, this result is not something shocking.

Lan Yu Qiancong loosened her hands and covered Xiaona's eyes and looked at Mo Xiao with a complicated expression.

From her memory, although Mo Xiao's personality is both good and evil, she did not use her powerful power to do whatever she wanted.

Even more than twice, she was rescued from danger. If she hadn't already been in love with the ancient city, I'm afraid the blank heart would be occupied by this man.

can......

Think about it carefully, Mo Xiaoqingxiu's face is indeed very similar to a girl, her voice is more neutral, and...has no Adam's apple!

If you think of him as a female, his figure is a bit taller, as for the chest...

Lan Yu Qian Cong imagined Mo Xiao in her mind when she was dressed in women's clothing, and she was a beauty with short hair!

As for why "she" has become like this, there must be a tragic history in it. For Lan Yu Qian Cong, she feels the same.

In the state of brain supplementation, Lan Yu Qianquan suddenly had an overwhelming affection for Mo Xiao, and sometimes women are such magical creatures.

At this time, Xiao Ancient City, which came hurriedly on a bicycle, had just arrived.

Mo Xiao glanced at them, without saying anything, and disappeared without a trace.

Why does Mo Xiao have no Adam's apple? Kuangsan, the puppet body refiner, is most qualified to speak.

"The ratio of various materials is balanced, and it takes a small piece of precious material to make the raised apple knot, and it has no practical use, so I passed it with my little brother..."

He turned his gaze to the ancient city of Xiao.

Xiao Gucheng hurried to Lan Yu Qian Cong's side and looked up and down, "Qian Cong, are you okay?"

Lan Yu Qiancong rolled his eyes, and then thought of Mo Xiao who was leaving.

"Gucheng, let me tell you a shocking power..."

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