High in the dark night, it was bitingly cold, the cold wind howled by, and the whole world was silent. But in this harmonious atmosphere, two fiery people suddenly flew over.

It was Miao Jingjing and Ning Tao who were flying tremblingly in mid-air, as if they could fall down at any time, and faintly frightened screams and scoldings could be heard.

At this time, Ning Tao seemed to be transformed into a koala, tightly wrapped around Miao Jingjing, and his hands were dishonestly touching. No matter how the latter scolded, it was useless.

His heart was full of pride, sneer, and he wanted to take me away without my consent. With your unexperienced head, I lied to you, and you still have to warm my bed.

By the way, this woman's figure is really top-notch. She doesn't seem to be very old, but the bulges and curls that should be raised are definitely not small. They are far beyond her age group. Could she be an old monster?

While Ning Tao was thinking wildly, Miao Jingjing's face turned red with shame. As a witchcraft saint, she had spent most of her life in a small mountain village in the Miao border and rarely came to the outside world.

Now that he meets Ning Tao, a senior pervert with a spying weapon, he will naturally be defeated in his hands.

Not long after, Miao Jingjing's whole body became numb, soft and weak, her breath became much heavier, her whole body was dripping with sweat, and her face was as red as a monkey's butt, which was really cute.

She suddenly trembled and said: "Big liar, I warn you to be honest. If you dare to act again, I will never spare you."

Hearing these words, Ning Tao curled up his lips. Feidan did not respond, but started to howl beside him.

"Ah... I'm so scared. I'm actually in the sky. Mom, come and save me. I'm so scared. I'm afraid of heights...!"

Hearing this, Miao Jingjing's pretty face turned frosty. He really didn't expect this person to be so rogue and shameless. He really wanted to kill him with a sword in a matter of minutes.

Seeing that Miao Jingjing didn't respond, Ning Tao was unhappy. If you ignore me, then what's the point of making trouble? You still want to take me to Miao territory. Is it so easy to go with you?

Today, I will let you experience the power of my Archbishop Ning Tao's singing voice, which is absolutely earth-shattering and necessary for causing trouble.

"I want to fly higher, fly higher,

Dancing like the wind, breaking free from the embrace,

I want to fly higher, fly higher,

Fly more...fuck, help...!"

While he was singing excitedly, Ning Tao suddenly screamed and his voice was miserable and roaring. This time he was not pretending, but he was really crying and asking for help. He was filled with fear and fear.

At that moment, Miao Jingjing actually threw him down, and he fell directly to the sky from an unknown height. This time, his voice suddenly went up and broke.

"Help... someone is going to die...!"

Ning Tao roared in panic, this time he didn't have a woman to protect him, and he had a blood baby to die for him. There might be mountains and rivers below, and if he really fell down, there would be no bones left, and the body would be broken into pieces.

While he was crying and roaring, a beautiful figure suddenly flew over at great speed and grabbed the helpless Ning Tao.

Ning Tao, who was still in shock, heard a voice in his ear, "How is it? Is it exciting? Is it fun?"

Then the answer to her was Ning Tao's roar, "I stimulate your uncle and make you happy, sister, you are crazy...!"

When Miao Jingjing heard these words, her beautiful eyes were filled with anger, her pretty face was frosty, and her heart felt cold again. Looking at Ning Tao who kept roaring and cursing, her jade hands relaxed again.

"Fuck...help...people are going to die...!"

In a roar like a killing pig, Ning Tao's figure fell downwards at a very fast speed, and the howling cold wind rushed into his mouth and nose, making him feel very uncomfortable. What was even more uncomfortable was that his heart was too stimulated.

"Ah!"

Amidst the screams, Miao Jingjing flew over at high speed and grabbed him. The two of them suddenly stopped and stopped in mid-air, relying on their huge spiritual power for support.

"Huhu...cough...!"

Ning Tao breathed violently and coughed from time to time. His stomach was filled with cold wind, and his brows wrinkled.

Before he could recover, another joking voice came to his ears, "How is it? Do you know that you are wrong? If you dare to touch and move again, I will throw you down directly, hum...!"

However, Ning Tao could not withstand such a threat. He was a dignified red-robed archbishop and a disciple of Wudang. His head could be cut off, his blood could be shed, his majesty could not be lost, and he could not surrender.

He immediately roared angrily: "You have the guts...fuck me...I haven't finished speaking yet...help...people are going to die...!"

Ning Tao's high-decibel voice seemed so harsh in the sky, and his body was spinning feebly in the air.

"You crazy woman...I tell you...even if I die...I will never...submit...ah...!"

In the sky not far from the East China Sea, Ning Tao was surrounded by screams like a slaughtering pig. He knew he was flying in the air, but he thought he was being molested or raped.

After going back and forth like this eight times, Ning Tao collapsed. His handsome face was extremely pale, his eyes were dull, his mind was blank, and his throat was so painful that it seemed like he could spit out flames.

However, the saint Miao Jingjing also had a hard time. All of this was due to her huge spiritual power. Walking in the air and flying with people would consume a huge amount of spiritual power, and even more physical strength.

In just this moment, 80% of the strong spiritual power in her body had been consumed. If she kept playing like this, both of them would lose their center of gravity and fall.

At this moment, both of them have reached the edge of a cliff with no fuel left and no lamp, but no one is willing to admit defeat. Miao Jingjing wants Ning Tao to admit defeat first, but the latter is determined to die.

The two of them descended lower and lower from high altitude, and their speed became slower and slower. Both of their faces were extremely pale, as if there was a deadlock.

At this moment, Miao Jingjing suddenly advised in a cold voice: "How is it? Isn't it very uncomfortable? I'm warning you, if you dare to touch me again, you will have a hard time in the future."

"Don't doubt what I say. This is just an appetizer. Miao territory is still far away from here. I have many ways to deal with you along the way. The more exciting ones are yet to come."

"So, I advise you to admit defeat and follow me back to Miao territory. If you continue to be stubborn, it will not be good for anyone."

Ning Tao, who was in a daze, sneered in his heart when he heard the words. He took out the last bit of strength in his body and said hoarsely: "Admit defeat? Have you been kicked in the head by a donkey? I... am a man!"

"Let me tell you, do you want me to admit defeat to you? Submit? You don't have to think about it in this life, unless you become my bed-warming girl!"

When Ning Tao saw Miao Jingjing's pretty face with a sinister look on her face, her heart suddenly skipped a beat, and she immediately said, "Wait...wait...I have one last sentence, let me finish it!"

"The head can be cut off, the blood can be shed, the dignity cannot be lost, and it is impossible to surrender...!"
Chapter completed!