"Liu Qianzi, this is Xiling Inn, don't hurt this person!" The female ghost Qing'er was stuck in the window, and her delicate body kept struggling, and she was very anxious.

Liu Qianzi is a very famous charm in the southeastern region of Youdu.

The man he was targeted by, whether it was the human race or the demon race, was almost exhausted from his yang energy and died of untimely death.

Although Jiang Qing'er is a ghost, what she wants to swallow is nothing but the yin energy contained in the demonic energy, or part of the yin energy of a living woman.

She never harms human life.

Liu Qianzi smiled sweetly:

"As long as my little husband persists and dies during the day, I will not break the rules."

She gently pushed Zhao Wujiang down.

Zhao Wujiang leaned on the chair, with a vast demonic energy in his body constantly eroding Liu Qianzi's ban, but he could not break the ban for a while.

It seems that the strength of the graceful succubus in front of him should not be underestimated.

"Little husband, do you want to appreciate the ultimate beauty of the world?" Liu Qianzi stared at the angry dragon with her beautiful eyes, licked her red lips with her soft tongue, and said:

"Don't worry, I will make you feel comfortable and die."

Her lilac gauze swayed, her slender legs spread out, and she sat gently on Zhao Wujiang.

In the room filled with yin energy, a smooth sound rang out.

"How is it, is it comfortable?" Liu Qianzi was charming, her face full of smiles, her delicate body shaking, and the sound of water was rubbing against each other.

"It's okay." Zhao Wujiang's eyes were cold and his sword eyebrows were frivolous. He kept trying to break free from the ban and said coldly:

"But compared with Sister Qing'er, you are much inferior."

"Young husband, you are really good at telling jokes." Liu Qianzi was stunned and covered her mouth and chuckled:

"Sister Qing'er is very different from ordinary people, and I have the best body of women in the world. How could I not be as good as Sister Qing'er?"

"It's short and then solid, it's long and then empty, the front adjustment is tight and the back adjustment is weak, so it feels very bad to reminisce."

Zhao Wujiang's eyes were filled with purple lights. Although his body was unable to move, he was bound, but his smile was particularly calm and weird:

"Every time I'm not as good as Sister Qing'er, I feel relieved every time I bump into you."

The female ghost Qing'er froze in the window, staring at Zhao Wujiang in a daze. This was the first time she had a love a man and the first time she was praised so sincerely by a man.

"Hmph. You can only blame you for being too short." Liu Qianzi frowned.

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"I don't blame me, I just blame this pussy for being too powerful."

Li Chunjun murmured, constantly comforting himself.

If you are weak before you succeed, it is not because you are not strong enough or because you have too little experience.

Li Chunjun took the spirit stone rewarded by the brothel, and his expression gradually became strange.

I am here to have fun, why are people asking for fun?

I came to spend money, why did I make a fortune?

Li Chunjun raised his pants and became tough again.

How can a real man indulge in a gentle land? He should walk around and help the weak.

Since you are not as good as the powerful bratress, you should be fine to help other weak girls?

He sorted out his clothes and walked out of the warm chalet where the faint fragrance floated.

In an instant, more than a dozen girls looked over and laughed and talked.

"Look, he's out."

"It was just that he was yelling to ask for the madam?"

"Isn't it? The madam's personal move is already the limit of this man."

"My sister just heard the madam praise him for his sword being good?"

"The sword is good, what's the use of not using it? I heard that it's still an old boy chicken."

"Then he acted like an old lewd before?"

"Pretending to be honest, you have to be ashamed of face. Men are all this kind of virtue..."

"It looks quite honest..."

"Yeah, sister, you don't understand it now. This is called reluctance..."

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The girls laughed loudly, and Li Chunjun's face turned red. He let go of the long sword he was holding in his arms, and the pillar was on the floor, looking around the girls, and said in a deep voice:
Chapter completed!