Beast Concubine: Demon Queen of the Ghost King

"Bang!"

Another big rock came over. Nangong Aotian didn't care what Qingfeng said, he still held her with a cold expression on his face. He looked calm and scary. He hugged Qingfeng and stepped on the stone wall in this limited space.

In the middle, I avoided the boulder.

They just hid all the way and returned to the stone gate that they destroyed.

There are huge rocks in front, but the back has completely collapsed, and only the stone gate can still hold people.

Nangong Aotian was a little tired, but his eyes were still calm, scanning around, but when he landed under the stone door, his eyes stopped, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

He flew forward, stepped out of the stone door, and stepped hard a few times. Qingfeng followed Nangong Aotian's steps and took a closer look, and suddenly he was pleasantly surprised: "Illusion!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Nangong Aotian's left foot pointing to the ground and his right foot stretching towards the stone door wall.

The next moment, a miracle happened. The leg actually extended into the wall. The two of them were overjoyed and walked through the stone wall. Before they had time to react, they and Nangong Aotian disappeared among the flying rocks.

At the same moment, the walls on both sides collapsed, and countless thousands of kilograms of boulders blocked the passage tightly, leaving no space left.

If Qingfeng and Nangong Aotian were one minute later, even if they were made of steel and iron, they would end up with their bodies broken into pieces.

Qingfeng and Nangong Aotian entered the illusion. Before they could breathe a sigh of relief, they flew down and fell endlessly. Nangong Aotian immediately protected Qingfeng in his arms.

"Bang!"

A dull crashing sound suddenly sounded, and Qingfeng thought it was the end of the world, and her body suddenly fell to the ground. It was just because Nangong Aotian held her in his arms that she didn't feel the slightest.

black!

dark!

asphyxia!

No light!

No sound!

Some are just black, pure black, suffocating and making your heart beat faster.

Qingfeng pressed on Nangong Aotian's body, and with Nangong Aotian supporting her, she was naturally unscathed. But I wonder if Nangong Aotian was injured when she fell from there?

Maybe the feeling of being protected is just too good, maybe darkness can make people soft. Qingfeng's voice in the darkness seemed much softer: "Nangong Aotian, how are you?"

There was a burst of intense breathing, and Qingfeng could feel Nangong Aotian's chest rising and falling. After a while, he didn't answer. He felt a little worried and wanted to speak out again.

Before he could open his mouth, Nangong Aotian turned him over and pushed him to the ground. Before Qingfeng could react, his lips were covered by a pair of hot iron lips.

At first, they just sucked and rubbed hard. Gradually, the other party seemed to be dissatisfied and began to invade inside. This time, Nangong Aotian's kiss was a little more tender than before.

Because Qingfeng was unprepared, her teeth were naturally without a trace of defense. She was easily pried open by Nangong Aotian, and he was driven straight in. She was unable to resist. His hot lips and tongue attacked her uncontrollably, repeatedly and tirelessly on her fragrant lips.

Sweeping back and forth.

As their lips and tongues intertwined, their entire bodies were pressed together tightly, but Nangong Aotian felt that it was not enough and pressed her even more urgently.

The ground beneath him was cold, but every part of his body that came into contact with him was scorching hot. Qingfeng seemed to be in an iceberg and a sea of ​​fire, with no way forward and no way back, and he was in a dilemma.

"Well..."

Qingfeng felt that she was about to suffocate and instinctively wanted to push him away.

Regarding Nangong Aotian, she really didn't know what to say about this man. He would eat her whenever he got the chance.

Obviously, Qingfeng's resistance made someone very dissatisfied. Not only was it useless, but it also attracted more powerful suppression. Qingfeng was kissed so dizzy and dizzy that she felt that her mouth was about to be bitten.

The man's breath seemed to spread to her limbs and bones through her mouth, sucking away the air from her whole body.

Just when Qingfeng thought she was going to suffocate the next moment, Nangong Aotian let her go.

Air is indeed a good thing!

"It's good that you're still alive!" Nangong Aotian's voice returned to his usual cold tone after he let go of her.

But Qingfeng felt his thoughts from his cold voice and fiery kiss.

He is scared, this man was scared just now.

However, he was not afraid that he would die here, but that she would die here.

It's not because we share the same fate, but because we are worried about her.

Nangong Aotian is worried about her, sincerely, not hypocritically, just purely worried about her.

The kiss was passionate because of worry.

Because of worry, the voice becomes cold after being warm.

At this moment, Qingfeng felt that she suddenly understood Nangong Aotian's mind: this man really regarded her as the other half of his life, and he really cared about her.

Maybe it's not love, because a man like him doesn't talk about love.

Care!

I care enough to protect you at all costs. I care enough to protect you at all costs.

This kind of care is more profound than the simple word "love".

"Nangong Aotian, let's go back and get married!" Qingfeng breathed heavily, and Qingfeng didn't move. Nangong Aotian pressed down, put his arms around Nangong Aotian's neck, and said softly: "I seem to have fallen in love with you.

!”

I originally thought that Nangong Aotian would happily agree, but who knew that Nangong Aotian just bit her neck with all his strength, so viciously that he almost bit off a piece of flesh.

"No, we're not married, you haven't fallen in love with me yet!" His voice was a little muffled, as if he was lost because of this realization: Qingfeng didn't fall in love with him, she was just moved.

This is not what he wants.

All along, he thought that robbing was love, forcing was love, and occupying was love. But just now, again and again before death, he knew what love was.

When facing the crisis of death, he didn't think about anything, but now that he suddenly calmed down, he was frightened by his own actions: in the face of death, he didn't even think about himself, he only thought about protecting this woman.

.

When he saw her injured, he was so angry that he almost destroyed the world. He had never felt this feeling before.

In the process of falling, for a short period of time, what flashed in his mind was not his grand cause, his imperial throne, or his ambitions, but the bits and pieces of their relationship, the first encounter,

The first kiss, the first time fighting an enemy side by side...

Everything is her and only her!

All my thoughts were about the woman in front of me, and until I stopped thinking about it, I still couldn't let her get hurt in the slightest.