色爱综合激情五月激情

This violent wooden spirit concussion, Sheng Sang Yuan was repaired to two ranks, and reached the four heavens of Lingming Realm.

The Bisei Ling string in his mind split into four, and his thoughts moved, only to feel that there were big faces everywhere around him.

Sang Yuanyuan: "..." Very good!

Both Sang Bujin and Yun Xuzhou belonged to fire. Under the force of this terrifying impact, they could not suppress the spirit in the body, were ignited by the wood spirit, and a bright flame exploded on their bodies. The two had mixed feelings in their hearts and looked at the endlessly complex eyes.

"Above Lingyao... what is it?"

Everyone is questioning blankly.

I don't know how long it has passed, the storm of Ling Yun finally subsided.

The black and white light wings disappeared slowly, Youyou dropped her face, her lips were like dragonflies, and she touched Mulberry's forehead.

He looked at the dumbfounded Sang Bujin and Yun Xuzhou, leaned his head, and raised his lips: "Have you never seen someone affectionate?"

Sang Bujin frowned: "The movement is too great. I'm afraid it would shock Huang Fujun's people."

You Wuming let go of Sang Yuan, walked to the window and picked up the car curtain, and saw that the wild spirit had stirred the wild wind and clouds, and the half-air cloud was torn into a strip of vortex, because a lot of wood was missing Spirit, causing the five elements to be unstable, mapped on the clouds, and scattered bright and bright bands of light like aurora.

This wilderness with weeds has become a legendary polar scene.

The shock in Sang Yuan's eyes gradually subsided.

The grass on the ground danced with the breeze. She listened for a moment and said, "The people are coming from the west. The beast rides, about two thousand people. It is three hundred miles from us. Ten miles to the east, the heavens and the line are also coming to this place."

Previously in Yunzhou, where the weather was cold and the grass did not grow. Although she continued to advance, her ability to use the plants to listen to the movements in the distance could not be exerted. Today's time and place are just right. She has been able to accurately grasp the subtle movements of three or four hundred miles away.

"Hurry!" Sang Bujin turned back and jumped into the car, ready to drive away.

Youmingming looked calm, grabbing the wooden box in one hand, and holding Sang in the other hand, and got off the car.

"You go to the East China Sea." He wrapped the wooden box with a piece of silk cloth and wrapped it in his back.

The movement is so great that vehicles appearing in this neighborhood will definitely be closely investigated. You Wuming is very self-knowledge. His temperament, when asked by one or two sentences, must draw a knife to kill.

Once it broke out, no matter the blood mussels in the East China Sea or the gift to Huangfu Jun, it was all cold.

At this moment, the best option is to divide the soldiers into two roads. Sang Bujin and Yun Xuzhou are driving to attract the attention of the Dongzhou Army, helping You Wuming and Sang to sneak away from the distance—although You Wuming It would be better to leave alone, but everyone knows that this guy can't let Sang go away from him.

Sang Bujin set his sights on You Wuming and solemnly said, "Take care of your little sister."

"Take care!" Yun Xuzhou nodded slowly.

The situation is urgent, too late to say goodbye.

Sang Bu closed his eyes and drove south.

On the wasteland, only Yumei and Sang Yuan were left.

He grabbed her hand and looked around.

"In another quarter of an hour, the enemy will arrive." Sang asked from afar, "Shall we not go? Can you kill them all?"

You Wuming tilted her in a very polite way: "Little Mulberry, it turns out that in your eyes, am I really omnipotent?"

With a smile on her lips, she nodded at him very seriously.

You Wuming almost lifted her wings out.

Turning his black eyes, his eyes were fixed on a small concave ground with lush vegetation.

He backhanded the knife, and simply lifted a piece of grass with grass, and dug out a pit like a coffin. The spirit in his hands flashed, compacting the soil on the pit wall and the bottom of the pit, and condensing it into a half-wood and half-soil material.

He grabbed her, jumped into the pit and lay flat, raised his hand to grab the turf-covered "coffin cover", and closed it.

Sang lay far in the 'coffin' and felt a bit incomprehensible.

"Are you sure this will not be discovered?"

"If they find out, even if they are unlucky." You Wuming embraced her sideways, her face full of smirk, pinched a shaggy straw in her hand, and swept around her face.

There were spirits flashing on the wall of the pit, and a faint gleam of blue light shone on the lifeless face. At this moment, he was miraculously unlike the Raksha in hell.

Just like a jade man.

She buried her face in his arms.

He threw away the straw and rubbed her head hard.

"That day, when I grabbed Snow Rabbit and waited for you to come back, it had already knocked down the capital city of Jizhou. The leader was my stand-in. Now the news is still blocked." His voice was calm, "Jidu will be long by then. It was Jiang Yanji's motive that released the news of being taken by You Wuming."

Sang was stunned for a moment, and looked up at him in amazement: "So, when you found out that the person in the sedan was Huangfudu instead of Huangfujun, had you started planning the next thing?"

Youyou smiled smugly.

He continued: "Jiang Yanji's injury is the second motive."

I was injured.

Sang far sighed: "If you go from Jidu to the south, you can indeed pose a great threat to Tiandu. Jiang Yanji is injured and has internal and external problems. At this time, if it is..."

You Wuming smiled softly: "If Huang Fudu happened to reveal a little meaning instead."

Sang far said: "Then Jiang Yanji is furious, it will inevitably give birth to one stone and three birds, kill Huangfu and marry you, and lead Huangfujun to fight with your snipe. So what we have to do now, one It is the best way to send gifts, and the second is to create a little ambition for Huangfudu."

"Little Sanguo," You Wuming said, "If you are my enemy, it will be ranked first in my list of kills."

She lifted her face and smiled at him.

You Wuming felt dizzy again. He felt that the air might not be enough, so he condensed spiritual energy at his fingertips, and cut a few thin vents.

Two thousand beasts arrived.

Under the grass roots, the movement above was heard more clearly.

Sang thought for a moment, throwing a big face flower, weaving a fine grass-like spiritual Yun thread, and ran out along the vent.

I saw Huangfujun's Dongzhou military fruit is really unusual. The armored armor is stern and the movements are uniform. Even the cloud beast is wearing delicate armor made of black iron. It is really rich in resources and rich in money.

Looking at their weapons again, there is no need to accumulate power, and there will be a corresponding spiritual light gleaming faintly.

When confronted with such an army, even the most elite Youzhou Army must suffer a great loss.

Lost in equipment!

The eastern border is rich in resources, and the Huangfu family has covered the sky with one hand. The surrounding states have long been reduced to the logistics base of this giant beast. After many years and years, the background is rich, and it is naturally difficult for the western border countries to compare.

Just when Sang was thinking secretly, Jiang Jinzhen and his party from the east also came nearby.

The general of the Emperor's Army came forward, saluted the envoy, and then looked around with the three envoys.

"There is no trace of fighting." A thin, middle-aged lead whisked his whiskers. "It must be a natural masterpiece of the spirit of heaven and earth."

The general of the Huangfu Army nodded silently: "After all, you have to confirm it before you can rest assured."

Sang manipulated the Ling Yun filaments from afar, and slowly crawled towards the luxurious carriage inlaid with gold and jade.

"Do you still have that jade bead?" she asked with a tone of voice over the ear of Yumie.

He raised his eyebrows gently, and a smirk floated on the corner of his lips.

As soon as he looked at him, she knew what he was thinking. When the two kissed for the first time, he took out a jade bead and held it in her palm. Beads kissed her clumsily on one side, but also thought she was unskilled.

He took out the jade beads, put them on her palm, leaned her lips close, and smelled her breath.

The voice was low: "How much?"

It was a very normal sentence, and he said how bad it was.

"One pair." Sang was far from serious.

You Wuming looks disappointed, twists out two jade beads, and holds her palm.

Sang Yuan took one of them into the Lingyun filament, sent it along the vent, and slowly walked among the grass, moving towards Jiang Jinzhen's cart.

Jiang Jinzhen didn't have any interest in what happened to Ling Yun. He took the two glamorous women with disheveled clothes. On the left was a piece of fruit from a red yarn woman, and on the right was a mouthful of wine from a purple yarn woman. Nope.

Yuzhu climbed up the delicate and gorgeous frame, and quickly climbed into the carriage.

The slender spirits shimmering in the satin yarn ribbons scattered everywhere are unremarkable, and a jade bead is even more extraordinary.

Yuzhu climbed to the top of the car.

Lingyun flashed, dropped the jade bead and let it fall freely downward.

Passing Jiang Jinzhen's frontal side, Sang Yuan crushed another corresponding jade bead and put it on his lips, exhaling and making a lover's whisper.

"Xihe Moon Night, the clam goblin eats men, can you dare to come?"

The jade beads slipped across Jiang Jinzhen's pinna and shattered into crumbs.

Jiang Jinzhen shivered suddenly, raised his hand to stroke the earlobe, and only touched his empty hand.

The female voice that had been entangled in the dead, had penetrated straight into the bottom of his heart, making him numb from the sole of his foot to the top of his head, only to feel that the soul was flying away from the body, as if he had been hit by magic.

After five consecutive tremors, Jiang Jinzhen's eyes became brighter and brighter. He grabbed the purple gauze woman's front right side and asked gaspingly, "Xihe, where is it!"

The woman in purple yarn was frightened by him, and was about to answer. Suddenly, she saw the woman in red on the left frequently winked at her, shaking her head desperately.

Zisha woman's eyes turned and she understood.

Going to the East for more than a hundred miles, it is a romantic capital of gold sales, Xifu.

The entire territory of Dongzhou is extremely tightly controlled, and only Xifu is the only place of pleasure and gentleness. Just half a year ago, on the most prestigious Xihe Lantern in the West Mansion, a new lady, known as the Mussel Fairy, was graceful in appearance, thick in appearance, and lingering in skill. It was really heaven and earth, unique.

I don't know how many affable children have spent their family's wealth, just for a night.

Men love her, call them immortals, women hate her, they are demon.

There was a shock in the woman's heart, and she was shocked by the cold sweat. If the envoys of that day saw the goblin goblin, what would happen to their sisters?

"Where is the slave's family not serving well? Why should adults ask about such dirty places?" Zisha woman's boneless body is generally attached to Jiang Jinzhen's body, and her hand slowly toward the unspeakable place.

But at the moment, Jiang Jinzhen was hooked by the charming female voice, and she was not interested in her at all.

He pushed Zisha girl aside and shouted out of the car: "Jiang Shisan!"

A guard bowed into the carriage.

"Just ask me, is there any cuckoo goblin in Xihe who eats men!"

As soon as the words came out, the two women looked at each other with hatred floating in their eyes, thinking about it, but I wonder where this news from Jiang Jin really came from.

The red yarn woman responded very quickly, quickly caught Jiang Jinzhen's arm, and said softly, "Adult, just ask the slave's family if it's fine, the slave's family knows!"

Then he told the story about the mussel fairy.

Jiang Jin was almost agitated, and immediately gave orders to let the team speed up and head to Xihe.

The three outside leaders led the general who was looking at Sangbu's rut ​​with the general of the Huangfu Army. He heard Jiang Jin shouting about to go to Xihe. The general frowned, and was quite unhappy.

The middle-aged leader sighed in his heart and explained to Jiang Jinzhen: "The special envoy should have a top secret mission, not greedy."

The General Huangfu smiled politely, bowed his hands and said goodbye, and led others to follow the trail that Sang was not near.

After all, it is necessary to check to be assured.

Sang listened far away from the ground, unable to resist the trembling of his chest, and trembling with laughter in his lifeless nest.

"The special envoy has a top secret mission..." she said with a sigh of air, "It's a **** to help you."

When I looked up, I saw You's life tensing the corners of my lips, a pair of black eyes staring at her without blinking, and there was a dark tide rolling in my eyes.

He stretched out **** and pinched her chin.

Sang was shocked from afar, the lifeless breath seemed to have been cold for a while.

What is he mad at?

"They are all gone." She pushed him gently. "We can get out..."

His mouth was blocked.

He hadn't kissed her like this for a long time, his teeth cracked her lips, he pressed her hard against her wounds and bullied her on the wall of the pit.

There is no way to make her hurt deliberately.

For a long while, he gasped for a little two inches from her, and said with a smile: "This is good, no one disturbs."

Sang was not surprised: "We have to rush to Xihe as soon as possible to prepare to deal with Jiang Jinzhen."

You Wuming smiled coldly: "If you want to deal with a Jiang Jinzhen, do you still need to be in person. Why, use that voice to lure him first, and then, what do you want to do?"

His chest undulated violently, and he looked very angry.

Sang looked at him in a daze for a while: "Are you jealous again?"

She understood that it was only when she lured Jiang Jinzheng that she took out 100% of her acting skills, and in a short sentence she turned Yingyingyan, charmingly, and kicked the lifeless vinegar jar.

You Wuming's eyes flashed: "No. I'm asking you."

"I didn't have to do anything." Sang rubbed his chin with his forehead, and said, "Xihe really has a mussel banshee, and he is so enchanted that when the man sees her, he can't move and can't wait. To die for her. You Wuming, the one to worry about is me, and I'm afraid you will be hooked by her!"

Youyou chuckled, disdainfully.

Immediately, his pair of black eyes slowly turned: "Is there such a person? Didn't you pretend?"

Sang Yuanyuan smiled: "What do you think, betray my hue for your big plans? You promised me not to agree!"

You Wuming froze for a while, and did not know whether she was happy or unhappy.

He somewhat forgot why he was unhappy. With her, he was always biased by her unconsciously, forgetting his original intention.

Sang grabbed his shirt from the distance, pursed his red lips, and asked him, "Will you be hooked when you see the clam fairy?"

You Wuming is forgetting everything she is angry about.

He raised his eyebrows and grinned badly: "That's not necessary."

The two laughed again.

For a long while, Youyou Ming asked: "Xiao Sanguo, Dongzhou prostitutes, why do you know so clearly?"

Sang Yuan told the truth: "What I saw in the book."

It's just that the 'book' she said is not the same as the 'book' that You Wuming understood.

This mussel fairy is the witch woman who was received by Han Shaoling in the original book, so Sang will know such a thing from afar.

"Little Sanguo," said You Mengming, "what messy books do you read?"

"Learn something messy..." She leaned over to his ear and whispered, "I'll make you intoxicated in the future."

You Wuming took a breath and turned away calmly.

He happily pushed open the ground above, grabbed her and grabbed the 'coffin'.

"Don't look at the clam fairy pretty much!" Sang Yuan took advantage of the pursuit to consolidate the results. "Close your ears and don't allow her to talk!"

You Wuming laughed with a messy body, wrapped around her shoulders, spreading the light wings behind her shoulders, and flicking a few feet to get a dozen feet, hurried toward the direction of Xifu, the speed was not even slower than the horse and horse. .

Sang experienced the feeling of flying from afar.

It's really mysterious to jump three floors high.

"I want to watch, I want to listen." Youyou laughter drifted far away with the wind, very proud, "Little Mulberry, I'm too late to please now!"

At night, You Wu Ming and Sang rushed far to Xifu.

Looking at this city from afar, we know that it is extraordinary.

The cities of Dongzhou are all built with black iron, and Xifu is no exception.

In order to make this Jinjin Grottoes look less cold and hard, lanterns were densely hung over the city walls. From a distance, the walls seemed to be inlaid with a circle of Phnom Penh, and the city gate was a splendid opening. , People misunderstood whether they have already crossed the bitter sea and reached the other side of the Bliss.

This is very different from elsewhere.

All you need to get into the city is gold.

You Wuming took Sang Yuan's hand and came under the gate with the crowd of people from all directions.

The doorway was filled with five-color lanterns. The wick is made of golden pearls with spirit vines with spiritual power. The light is not the same as ordinary lanterns. At a glance, it is colorful and mediocre. According to the photo, I immediately added a lot of makeup and raised several grades on the flat ground.

So the men who entered the city, the handsome men and the pretty women, were all like heaven.

It is even more terrifying to see the city.

Both sides of the road, whether houses or trees, were wrapped in long gauze, and illuminated by the colorful lanterns, there were fairyland everywhere, and the scenery could be found everywhere.

The rich literati Mo Ke made Xiao Liu pull a long transparent shark gauze, ignited gold ink, and swiped a gorgeous article.

In the golden jade-like pavilion, there are Qinggeman dances everywhere, the air is fragrant, and you can hold your hand as if you can hold the prosperous pearl.

This night view of the West Mansion, no matter which era it was placed in, has a great power.

Sang marveled all the way.

When he looked sideways, he saw You Wuming very carefully, frowned slightly, and his eyes slowly walked above the carved beam painting building, still muttering something in his mouth.

When she listened intently, she heard him say—

"If you take this apart, it will be enough for the price of three first-class cloud beasts. This tree is quite rich in fat, and if it is burnt with fire oil, it should be enough to burn for half a quarter of an hour."

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

The two followed the busiest place, and soon they saw the legendary Xihe.

This is a river with golden water.

The lights on the banks of the river are so brilliant that they are reflected in the river, and the waves of gold chips are flowing. Between the golden lights, there are countless paintings floating on it. The paintings seem to be carved out of jade. The water is clear, and the part of the hull that is not underwater is hidden. Jade is floating in gold, and gold is inlaid in jade.

The people in the painting are as if the gods are descending from the sky, the shark's gauze is flying, and you can vaguely see the beautiful woman hugging the lute or sitting on the floor and playing the piano.

In such a place, the footsteps always feel a bit erratic.

A young man with a mad rich family grabbed a handful of gold leaves and threw it into the Naxi River.

"Huh." Youwu looked at the river, thoughtfully.

"Come here, come here!" The crowd suddenly became excited, "Clam Girl Fairy is here!"

Several rich families threw gold scraps into the river more frantically.

A large painting was flowing down the river, and soon came to the front.

I saw that the bow of the boat was standing with a giant clam.

The golden river and the dazzling shore are not as dazzling as it is. The light that walks between the reality and the reality flows slowly on the clam shell. The shell has not yet opened. The delicious clam meat inside has attracted people's reverie.

"Here's coming." Sang made a gesture to cover your lifeless eyes.

He caught her hands, stretched her lips, pressed the smile, and endured it very hard.

Jiang Jinzhen's cart had already stopped at a high place.

He was the most crazy about sprinkling gold in the river.

The painting of the Mussel Fairy stopped at the place closest to him. The mussel shell moved slightly. The people on the river bank couldn't help but hold their breath. There was silence.

Waiting for a long time, the clam shell finally opened slowly in the sound of a lingering rise.

I saw a ball of Bai Run.

The lights on the shore could not color her.

The soft body moved lightly, and the shore suddenly sounded a pumping sound.

Finally, the group of white things stretched out and sat up.

Just looking at that posture is enough to make the man sleepless.

The person closest to the painting was crazy. He only listened to the sound of 'poo', the golden water was splashing, and there were many young sons in the river like dumplings.

I saw a colorful dress on the edge of the giant clam. She closed her hands to her lips, and the melodious voice filled the whole Xihe.

"Release-que---"

The crowd suddenly boiled.

This mussel fairy is so much sought-after. If you only rely on financial resources to fight for it, in the end, it will only become something in the palm of a few rich people. If a trick arrives in such a field, then her attraction and The net worth will fall greatly.

So the old bustard made various appearances, and changed the way to pick up favors, so as to attract more popularity. This is one of the ways to choose customers.

Release a very humane little sparrow. If the sparrow rests on the shoulder of a wandering guest, then he can pay a little gold and get a chance to spend a good night with the mussel fairy.

The little sparrow was quickly thrown out.

Countless eyes are focused on it. The clever romantic guest sprinkled with fragrant dessert crumbs on his shoulders, presumably bought the news early.

I saw the little gold sparrow circled around the painting a few times, and then actually passed the crowd, and flew straight to the lifeless, straight down on his shoulder, and hung down his small beak, combing the golden feathers.

Youming: "?"

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."