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Shen Yunmo pressed his earlobe, and kneaded it carefully.
She suddenly remembered that in the dream for the first time, he had said the same thing to the woman with the same appearance as her.
"A Yu, you must not really like me" The woman smiled in her small eyes, and blew into the man's ear, her hands and feet wrapped around him like an octopus.
"Mo son, it's you who don't want me." Zuo Suyu's eyes became darker and darker, and he pushed the person on him to the side. The woman hadn't recovered from the pain before being captured.
"Ayu, youyou let me go?" What's going on, is she overplaying it?
"Isn't that what you think?" A look of pain flashed in the man's eyes, he bent down like a ghost, and began to bite the woman's neck.
Zuo Suyu's consciousness is a little vague, and he probably doesn't know what he is doing.
The lingering scene between the beds was completely blocked by the gauze curtain, and the two figures were intertwined, and Zuo Suyu let her go until the dawn appeared in the sky.
If she knew that it would be such a painful experience, Shen Yunmo would not dare to provoke Zuo Suyu.
The early morning light penetrated the gauze and printed on the fading black line between Zuo Suyu's wrists. Shen Yunmo curled up in his arms with a tired face and fell asleep.
Leaving Zuo Mansion, without the protection of the cat, strange dreams seemed to start haunting her mind again
The most beautiful place on the top of Kunlun is the Red Dust Abyss, between the sea of ??flowers and the stars and the moon, where gods and couples like to meet most, but four thousand years ago, any male gods with a little bit of beauty would not dare to pass by there.
Because even cultivators who have not yet reached the level of gods know that it is easy to meet a god here-the God of Lianmo who is obsessed with male sex.
In other words, this good man can't be entirely blamed on Lianmo Shangshen, who is called Wuji? , At first, she just wanted to pull the good-looking male god to her harem to compare her beauty, but she didn't expect her obsession to be achieved in the end.
There is a palace in the abyss of mortals, which is the palace where Lianmo begged from the Queen Mother of the West with a shameless face. In front of the palace, a large piece of Albizia julibrissin is specially planted, which is especially suitable for raising noodles.
On a bright and clear day, a woman is wearing a pink dress, with coquettish flowers and pearls between her eyebrows, and strange makeup on the corners of her eyes.
The god servant Aran was holding the jade wine. She looked at the woman climbing on the top of the tree and frowned slightly, a little worried. Ever since God caught a glimpse of the man from a distance at the Kunlun Conference, she has been in the heart of the god.
Shen Yunmo wandered in her dreams wrapped in a scarf, seeing A Ran's god attendant attire, felt a little sad for some reason.
The woman had just obtained the magic weapon to open the entrance to the ghost world, and she wanted to try it on the tree of Hongchen Yuan, but she didn't know if she would be thrown out of Kunlun by the Nether God, which would make Jiuchongtian laugh again.
"God, do you really want to wait for the Nether Lord here?"
"Aran, before I caught up with him last time, the gate of the ghost world was closed. This time, he must be tied up and sent to the palace."
"Butthe Lord of the Underworld seems to be" A Ran's voice gradually became softer, and a blue light suddenly appeared under the tree.
The woman on the tree fell straight down before the man's spiritual boots hit the ground.
"Those who break the qi knot of the emperor's ghost world will die."
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When Xuanyu's sword and sickle were still one centimeter away from the woman's neck, he was abruptly controlled.
The woman quickly got up and dodged the knife nimbly, with a coquettish smile on her face: "God of the Netherworld, I I am the God of Lian Mo, and that the barrier was accidentally broken by me. You don't be angry, I will compensate you in the future."
"Shangshen Lianmo? Hmph, some little demon somewhere dares to impersonate Shangshen."
The man's face was cold, and there was a chill in his eyes. He had known that she was Lian Mo, and he spoke this time just to teach her a good excuse.
"God of the Underworld, I am really the God of Lotus and Ink."
"Shangshen's qi is clear, and your qi is turbid. If you hand over the magic weapon of the entrance, this emperor will spare your life." He has no interest in the crime of killing gods for the time being. her.
Lian Mo's heart seems to have thousands of horses galloping, the opening between her and him shouldn't be like this.
"Come back to the palace with me for a cup of tea, and I will hand over the object to you."
She pointed to the vermilion gate not far away, if she hadn't figured out that the house of this tree is the most suitable place for the Nether God to appear, she would have abducted him to the palace a long time ago.
There is no tea that can subdue a god in a short time than Hei Che's sacrificial tea.
Lian Mo was tightly trapped by the hostility of the knife and sickle. The man approached step by step, and the blade cut off the cluster of black hair instantly.
"Bring the emperor to drink tea, it depends on whether you have the ability."
"Xuanyu, youyou are actually serious about it." The woman took the blue hair with regret in her eyes.
"Stop talking nonsense with the emperor!" His words were cruel, who let Lian Mo break the most important barrier in his ghost world, if this behavior is caused in front of the Emperor of Heaven, he, Youjun, might be thrown into hell. A hundred years of being taken advantage of.
Lian Mo didn't make a move, but turned around with his eyes closed, and smashed into the man's arms unprepared.
Xuan Yu's originally calm face suddenly turned pale and frightening. He fought Chi Yan not long ago, and a hole was burned in his chest.
Ever since, before God Lian Mo could react, the man fell heavily to the ground, unconscious.
On the other side, A Ran was hurrying over with a bullwhip in his hand, for fear that if he came late, God Lianmo would lose his soul in the hands of the Nether God.
When she saw the scene under the tree, she was stunned for a moment.
The Lord of the Netherworld was angrily trying to teach Shangshen a lesson just now, but now he was pressed down by Shangshen without even breathing.
"God, are you alright?"
"I'm all right, it's just that the Nether Lord God seems to have been injured by me."
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In A Ran's impression, no, it should be said that in the impression of all the gods in Jiuchongtian, the Nether God is a god who can rival the God of War. Because his palace fate is Yin, he can only work in the ghost world. Not long ago, one god singled out The Scarlet Flame Beast shocked the Three Realms, how could such a formidable character be knocked unconscious byuhShangshen.
Lian Mo got up, pinched that smooth face a few times, and made sure that Xuan Yu hadn't touched the porcelain before he helped him up and dragged him into the palace.
Shen Yunmo's body wrapped in a towel was leaning on the big golden pillar, looking at the woman on the couch who was picking up the man's clothes, she was a little confused, but the familiar sense of shame convinced her that this was a memory from her previous life.
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