Beast Master Xuannv

Que Ye immediately stretched out his hand to cover Qiong Lou Ye's big eyes, solemnly, as if an adult was lecturing a child: "Ah Lou! Don't look at anything inappropriate!"

Qiong Lou shook his head, shook off Que Ye's hand, and gave her a look of disdain: "Don't look at anything inappropriate? Don't you want to drool?"

Que Ye smiled evilly: "A beauty with a good figure can't be ignored. How old are you, why are you looking at her!"

Qiong Lou raised his head: "Age is not the key, everyone has the love for beauty."

Que Ye "--! Okay, it's almost xxoo, so why don't we suddenly jump out and 'beat the ducks with a stick'?"

Qiong Lou turned his head disdainfully: "I won't do such immoral things..."

Que Ye: "..." It is said that a moment of spring and night is worth a thousand gold. If this thousand gold is placed in front of Mu Chenhao's eyes, Mu Chenhao should be happy to accept it, right?

So, Que Ye and Qiong Lou, one person and one beast, waved their sleeves and did not take away a single cloud...

"Ah!..." A mellow and resonant male howl resounded through the lonely night sky. It was extremely loud and sensational. I guess everyone in the Shuiyue Secret Realm knew about it, right?

Que Ye's shoulders trembled and his steps stopped. "Emma," she yelled. The bed isn't like this, is it?

My little body trembled, and I was about to start walking again, but suddenly I felt something was wrong. This cry was obviously a howl of extreme pain.

Que Ye had never experienced this kind of thing, so he didn't know how he would feel about this kind of thing. It was not because of feudal thinking, but mainly because he felt that he had not found the right person and did not want to do it.

But I’ve never seen a pig run away, but I’ve always eaten pork, right? Looking at the client’s ecstasy... it must be as refreshing as becoming a fairy.

So, Que Ye turned around and went straight to where Mu Chenhao was. He was kind to her, so of course she had to go up and help...

Well, suddenly an idea popped into Que Ye's mind. Could it be that... he was castrated?... Look at this tragic...

But at this time, many people had been alarmed and came out. They were all surrounding the tent, looking at each other.

The candles in the tent had been extinguished, and the woman's low sobs and the man's painful groans could be heard from inside.

From this point of view...it seems as if a certain woman was raped...

After a moment of silence, a monk with a somewhat wretched air stood up and said angrily with benevolence and righteousness: "How can it be unreasonable that the young patriarch of the Wood Clan can be so debauched by relying on the power of his family!"

The righteous words of the wretched monk were unanimously approved by more wretched monks, so a group of wretched monks and others aggressively went to "beat up the mandarin ducks".

Stab---

The curtain was lifted, revealing the spring light inside, and the wretched monk took a breath.

Xue Yan was only wrapped in a sheet, sobbing helplessly. She was so miserable. When she saw everyone coming, she pulled the sheet away in panic, but she couldn't block her graceful figure, which could still be a feast for the eyes of the wretched monks.

Mu Chenhao, on the other hand, was even more desolate, with his hands wrapped around his body, trembling constantly, his brows furrowed into a Sichuan shape, and he looked extremely painful.

Que Ye settled his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief. What he was covering was either his lower body or his vagina, which was not castrated. It was okay.

So what happened to them? The spring night turned into a winter night, and it felt so cold and tragic?

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