After three rounds, Zuiwu's face turned red, adding a few senses of spring. She blinked her eyes and said resentfully: "Sir, do you think I am beautiful or the beauty of my surname Xiao."

"The surname is Xiao..." Liang reacted and hurriedly said, "How can she compare with you? Of course, the dance lady is beautiful, it is so beautiful."

"Then why is that dead ghost only obsessed with beauty Xiao?"

"That dead ghost... Lord, don't you know it yet. You'll be fed up with the old and old. After a while, you might remember the Empress."

"Geeh..." Zuiwu was charming, and she stood up and turned around and sat on Liang's legs, feeding the wine glass with her red lips to his mouth. Liang was at a loss, and then tentatively pinched her round buttocks, and in an instant, she felt a burst of blood on her head.

"Empress..."

"What, even General Bei dislikes me?"

"No, no, how could I dislike the Empress? It's too late to love!"

"When..." The wine glass fell to the ground, Zuiwu hugged Liang's neck, bit her lower lip lightly, and her charming eyes bloomed like peach blossoms.

"Empress..."

"Um..."

The North General could no longer hold back and chewed on the red lips, sucking the sweetness that he had longed for a long time, climbed up with a big hand, holding the rabbit that he was dreaming of!

"Brush!" Zuiwu's not many cloth strips were torn off, and her jade body was exposed to the eyes of the North General. Even though she had seen it normally, she still didn't expect it to be so beautiful.

"Crazy!" Liang pulled the things on the table to the ground, put Zuiwu on it, and started from his ears, savoring the deliciousness bit by bit. The aroma of wine and body fragrance mixed into the taste buds, and the spirit and body felt the sublimation at the same time.

"Ah..." When Bei Jiang was holding a pink grape in his mouth, he couldn't let go, and he let out a soft moan in his heart.

"don't want……"

"Empress, don't you want anything?"

"No...don't be here..."

The general of Bei understood it and hugged Zuiwu to the bed, held Yufeng's tongue and continued to slide downwards into a fragrant grassland.

Zuiwu twisted her body, the sound became louder and more blurred.

"ah!"

At some point, a long spear entered the body, and the spring tide suddenly rose and fell. The jade rabbit jumped happily, the world was turbulent, and the world was worth it!

Zhao Yun was in the next room and could hear it clearly. When he turned around, he saw that the six soul bodies in the Wumu realm were also pressed on the snatch. From the side, the six tents were neat, even the lengths were consistent!

"This effort is indeed quite big..." I remembered that Zuiwu said she had to pay for it before, Zhao Yun thought she was giving money, but she didn't expect she was giving it.

"She seems to enjoy it..."

This time, Zhao Yun was lying on the chair with straw in his arms, waiting for the end of the house.

This wait took three hours! It was so intense during this period!

What surprised Zhao Yun even more was that the six tents next to him also stood firm for three hours!

"Ah..." In the room, Liang finally ended his first journey. He shook for nearly three minutes before stopping, which shows how rich the reserves are.

Zuiwu was probably too excited and couldn't stop trembling all over, so she rolled under the bed. Ling was too tired to lie on the bed, still savoring the journey she had just been there.

"Empress... give me half a quarter of an hour... come again..." Liang stammered, suddenly feeling something was wrong. He turned around and saw a big net falling from the sky at some point. He wanted to avoid it, but because his legs were weak, he was slowing down!

"Ah!" Two levels of reversal, joy leads to sorrow. Liang originally wanted to struggle, but Huang Tianling's power did not give him any chance. He was so exhausted that he could not finish his body and smoke all over his body.

"***, you're hurting me!" Liang cursed, while supporting an evil ghost figure behind him. It was his martial arts star. He thought he could escape with the martial arts star, but he didn't expect that he would be split into a afterimage in an instant.

"What's wrong with taking such a big advantage?"

"Grandma, please spare me!" After truly feeling the worries of life, Liang began to ask for help

Rao.

"I can't let you go, but I'm not sure."

"Who is it?"

Zhao Yun walked in at the right time, and Zuiwu lay on the ground naked, sweating profusely on her body, and she had not yet recovered. She didn't avoid seeing Zhao Yun, and even had a teasing look in her eyes. It was a pity that the six tents were still waiting outside the door, but she didn't dare to come in.

Zhao Yun looked three times and looked away. What a visual feast, no wonder General Bei was so obsessed.

After a few more glances, Zhao Yun bounced his fingers and the vine net on the top of the mountain stood up. Although Liang was still trapped in it, he was at least not tortured anymore.

Liang lay on the bed weakly, and this time he was really exhausted, and he said in a weak way: "Who are you!"

"I am Zuiwu's master."

"You!" Liang gasped, and his first reaction was that Zuiwu was sleeping and she was green, but then he thought it was wrong, it was our blood Shura who turned green!

"Master..." Zhao Yun regretted after saying this, because a pair of jade hands wrapped around him from behind, and his plump breasts squeezed his back, constantly sowing the young man's heart.

"Missing, malfunction..." Zhao Yun hurriedly pushed her away and said, "Put it in a piece of clothing, it's cold and cold."

"Little devil, whenever I want me to serve you, I will say...hehe..."

At this time, the saint level was like a Buddha, and he was so stingy that he asked, "What do you want to do?"

"What are you doing? I just want to leave something in your body."

"What's the matter?" Liang's chrysanthemum tightened, thinking that Zhao Yun had an idea about him, and suddenly there were tens of millions of pictures flying in his heart, none of which was harmonious.

"Touch your hand over and don't be wary of it, otherwise you will be electrocuted!"

After struggling several times, Liang still stretched his hand out into the gap. Zhao Yun pointed at his palm and sent a piece of lock chain into his body!

After feeling the mind entered, Zhao Yun took his finger away. Liang realized that he was wrong and asked, "What did you do?"

"You will know after feeling it." Zhao Yun's thoughts moved, and Liang's intuition thundered, as if he was about to explode, and the ghost suddenly burst into tears.

"Stop and stop..." Liang hurriedly stopped, and Zhao Yun nodded with satisfaction. The effect was good, but it was also very difficult. After all, his cultivation level was too low. Even if he had chains, controlling a peak of the Martial Arts Realm would basically reach its limit.

"From now, I will be your master."

Liang finally understood that Zuiwu was not conquered, but was likely to be controlled like himself.

"It's all caused the trouble from the lower body..." If Zui Sheng and Dreaming were not lowered, it would be difficult for Ling to be plotted against. Zui Wu also understood this, so she did the trick so well.

Of course, she didn't lose.

After removing the vine net on the top of the mountain, Liang's strength gradually recovered. He tried every means to get rid of the things in his mind, and it ended in failure. Whenever he wanted to kill Zhao Yun, he would feel that his life was in danger. After several weighings, Liang could only admit defeat.

"It's a romantic spirit to be a ghost under the peony flower... But I'm a ghost!" Liang sighed and asked, "What do you want me to do."

"Don't worry, good thing." Zhao Yun smiled and said, "Our goal is to overthrow the Blood Shura, let Zuiwu be the queen, you are her beloved concubine, and let you live a shameless life."

Liang looked at Zuiwu. The latter had already put on his clothes, but did not respond to his gaze.

"Do you have any misunderstandings about the strength of the Lord?"

"He's very strong?"

"The four generals added up are not enough for him to hit one hand."

"There is always a way, take me to see the little witch first."

"who?"

"It's the little girl that Blood Shura asked you to take care of."

"Okay, but you have to disguise yourself as my subordinates."

"That's fine."

After dressing up, Liang took Zhao Yun and the others to the Beijiang Mansion and stood in front of the door. Liang was mixed with all kinds of emotions and was full of energy when he went out. Unexpectedly, when he came back, he couldn't help himself!

When he arrived at the persimmon tree, Zhao Yun saw the little witch hanging at first sight. The latter was in a very bad condition. The vines stretched out from the persimmon tree were twitching from time to time, and his small body had already bloomed.

"Wuyue!" Zhao Yun stepped forward and thought of letting her down, but was stopped by Liang halfway.

"Don't! Once she is put down, the Lord... Bah, the Blood Shura can sense it."

Unable to do so, Zhao Yun had to go forward and called, "Wuyue, can you hear it?"

The little witch's consciousness had long since wandered away to a strange place, desolate and ancient, desolate and lonely, and only a dark moon hung in the sky.

There is a hint of familiarity, but more of it is panic. Since she realized her period, she can always see this place. After entering the seven-star world and being arrested, she has become even more desolate here and cannot escape.

In the dark, she seemed to hear someone calling, and finally found the direction, followed the sound and returned, opened her eyes, and saw a familiar face, she couldn't help but shed tears.

Zhao Yun hurriedly comforted him, "Little girl, it's okay, I will definitely find a way to save you!"

"Brother, you finally come to me...I don't want to forget you..."

"Silly girl, you're suffering."

Zhao Yun only thought that Xiao Wuyue was frightened and didn't think much about it. He asked, "Do you know what the Blood Shura is going to do to capture you?"

Xiao Wuyue was silent and said, "He wants to know something from me."

Xiao Wuyue seemed to have a hidden secret. Zhao Yun glanced behind her and said, "You two might as well find a place to drink tea first?"

Zuiwu and Liang walked away consciously. Xiao Wuyue then continued: "In the ancient times, there was a Shura God who used evil thoughts as the source of power, and was evil and bully, and I was the only one who took it seriously. He once broke into the witch clan alone, but he cursed himself in his body, and the whole clan fell into the Abyssin Hell forever!"

"Where is the Abyssas Hell?"

"The Eternal Jedi is a very dangerous place. After the Shura God was cursed for three hundred years, the Shura clan indeed fell into this place and never came out since then."

"Three hundred years, it's hard to say it's related to curse, right?"

"It's not that easy to curse the entire gods. Three hundred years are short." Xiao Wuyue did not explain too much, and said, "Since then, the Shura clan has formed a feud with the witch clan and fought for hundreds of thousands of years. Later, Minggu collapsed, and both clans were buried in the dust of history. I don't know where the Wuji Hell went, but the hatred between the two clans has never decreased."
Chapter completed!