Grasping Evil

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Ning Fan slept for several days. [;Starting]

The body has its own destiny star to heal the wound, and the injury healed quickly, but this hard battle really made Ning Fan exhausted and unable to wake up.

During these few days, only Bei Xiaoman was taking care of Ning Fan.

She reprimanded almost all the maids, leaving only one or two people to take medicine for Ning Fan Yandan.

Outsiders were not allowed to enter this place, only Yalan was allowed to visit Ning Fan by Bei Xiaoman.

The battle between Ning Fan and Ximen Ye almost caused a sensation in Beitian. This battle was even more shocking than using Lu Bei to kill Zichuan and Lin Su, because this time, it was not the ordinary Tianjiao who lost, but the Xihuang!

Even if only distraction was beheaded, can Xi Huang's distraction be the same? That perfectly replicated the full strength of the Western Emperor when he transformed into a god. To a certain extent, this distracted spirit has a mind of the Shattering Void level, which is a bit stronger than the Western Emperor in the divine transformation period.

However, such distraction was defeated, and it was still placed in the hands of a lower realm cultivator.

For a time, Zhou Ming's reputation in the rain world even overshadowed Lu Bei in the rain world.

It is a pity that no one knows that these two are one person.

Compared with the sensation of Beitian, Penglai Immortal Island is much more low-key, and few people even know that Ning Fan has left the Relics Tower and returned to Penglai.

Under Ning Fan's advice, Lu and Shi did not dare to reveal the news of the defeat of the Western Emperor.

As a result, Ning Fan didn't want to cause trouble again.

Second, Ning Fan was not proud of being a distraction. On the contrary, he was more aware of the huge gap between himself and the Western Emperor.

Fighting with someone distracted, and fighting so hard, if you face the deity of the West Emperor. I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for one round.

The result of the hard battle was to break through the bottleneck of the fourth layer of Jade Life.

Fatigued in a deep sleep, at the same time, he is also stabilizing the realm of body refinement.

It's just that this sleeping posture is absolutely unsightly.

Ning Fan, who was covered in blood, was stripped naked by Bei Xiaoman, and he even served Ning Fan himself to take a bath.

all of these,

Ning Fan never knew, would never know a woman who was as arrogant as Bei Xiaoman. Will do maid-like things.

If Bei Xiaoman's sisters were here, they would definitely be shocked to see what she did.

In the boudoir, Bei Xiaoman was holding a towel, carefully wringing it out, and wiping his body for Ning Fan.

The face of her thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl was now full of blush. In her capacity, it is absolutely impossible to touch any man's body, but it is extremely rare for Ning Fan to be groomed every day.

The sleeping Ning Fan seemed to be just an ordinary young man, with a little heroic eyebrows, but a little thin body.

Bei Xiaoman boldly stroked Ning Fan's chest. Touching his own again, he scolded softly,

"You also said that my breasts are small, and your talents are small... Other people who practice Taoism, who are as thin and weak as you, I don't know, who thought you were raised by a little white face. Yes, you were originally a little white face, it was me Bei Xiaoman took care of him!"

"Master wipes the servant's body, it's a reward. It's grace, you must thank me for my kindness. Hmm, if it weren't for your injury to this palace, even if this palace gave the dog a bath, it wouldn't wash it for you."

"This stinky Zhou Ming, who is usually fierce, but looks so good when he is asleep, damn..."

Bei Xiaoman muttered to himself. Cursing in a low voice, but his subordinates carefully wiped Ning Fan's body.

The upper body is okay, but the lower body... The last thing Bei Xiaoman wants to rub is a hot thing.

that thing. Obviously soft and slouching, whenever Bei Xiaoman endured shame and anger, his soft little hands brushed the object, the object immediately engorged with blood and stood up...

Once, when Bei Xiaoman was lying in front of the bed to help Ning Fan wipe his body, the thing suddenly stood up and hit Bei Xiaoman in the face like this, making an ambiguous 'smack' sound.

At that time, Bei Xiaoman was so angry that he almost had the urge to cut the thing with scissors.

Shame, great shame! She Bei Xiaoman was hit in the face by a man's thing, if anyone knew, she wouldn't have to live!

"You must have done it on purpose! Damn it, damn it!"

Bei Xiaoman held the towel in his small hands and wiped Ning Fan's legs first, but in the end, he still had to wipe that thing.

Gritting his teeth and closing his eyes, Bei Xiaoman caressed the thing with his small hands, rubbed and wiped it carefully.

For some reason, every time he encounters this thing, Bei Xiaoman will feel hot and numb, with a very uncomfortable feeling.

His mind was like a revolving lantern, recalling the scenes of the past that he met with Ning Fan.

The first time we met, Ning Fan was injured and just melted, but he claimed to be a fifth-ranking alchemist and insisted on entering the fifth floor of the Forgotten World Tower to cultivate.

Bei Xiaoman gave Ning Fan a small test and asked Ning Fan to help her pick up embroidered shoes and wear them.

At that time, Ning Fan was really gentle. As a man, he was willing to bow and put on shoes for women. Bei Xiaoman had to admit that from that moment on, in Bei Xiaoman's heart, Ning Fan was completely different from other men. Although he didn't like it yet, Bei Xiaoman couldn't help but pay attention to Ning Fan.

After that, Bei Xiaoman followed Ning Fan, and Ning Fan deliberately showed Bei Xiaoman a live erotic palace, causing Bei Xiaoman's heart to break.

Even in the end, he took away Grandpa Shi Bing, causing Bei Xiaoman to shed a lot of tears.

The most hateful thing is that Ning Fan even took Yuan Yaoyu away, and even violated Bei Xiaoman's private place, and even used Yu Jian to take pictures of Bei Xiaoman's peak...

Even Ning Fan pinched Bei Xiaoman's face.

Thinking of these experiences of being bullied, Bei Xiaoman was a little annoyed again, and the little hand that wiped the object squeezed hard.

When she recalled the past, she didn't realize that time had passed, and she didn't know how many times she wiped the thing with her little hand.

In the end, in a fit of anger, he squeezed hard, which almost caused the greatest stimulation to the thing.

With a snort, a thick white shot was shot out, and before Bei Xiaoman could react, his face was stained with stains.

Those stains, and some shot into Bei Xiaoman's small mouth, who wants Bei Xiaoman to be scolding Ning Fan, his mouth is not closed.

Licking her lips, Bei Xiaoman was stunned for a moment. Before she could react, she only felt that the thing was a bit salty, but as soon as she smelled it, she felt soft and hot all over...

Out of nowhere, she swallowed this thing, and the next moment, she suddenly realized what it was.

"This, this is, Zhou Ming's... Zhou Ming's..."

"Zhou Smelly! Smelly Zhouming! You are shameless, you are filthy!"

Bei Xiaoman almost cried.

She felt that Ning Fan was too irritating, even after sleeping. bully her.

Looking at the fiery thing she had made soft, Bei Xiaoman really wanted to cut this thing off, and cut off Ning Fan's double cultivation path.

Just looking up, she suddenly saw the comfortable expression on Ning Fan's sleep, and her heart swayed gently.

"Is it comfortable to do this..."

Bei Xiaoman couldn't help recalling the time when his menstrual blood went out of control. If Ning Fan hadn't rescued him, he would have died.

that day. Ning Fan used an extremely shameless technique to constantly tease Bei Xiaoman's lower body to relieve his pain.

Although he was extremely ashamed at the time, afterward, Bei Xiaoman recalled how he felt that day, and he was always worried about gains and losses.

It was really comfortable to be touched by Ning Fan that day. It was an indescribable comfort.

Bei Xiaoman has never blasphemed himself, the only time he did it was when he was in a coma.

It can be said that it was Bei Xiaoman's first experience. Although the process was shameful, it seemed to be good.

"Humph! I thought it was only me who would feel comfortable being touched, so you will feel comfortable this week, the big devil. So you are not that good."

Bei Xiaoman felt a little more balanced. That day, I was desecrated by Ning Fan once, and now Ning Fan is sleeping, and I am desecrating Ning Fan, branding a few erotic palace jade slips, hum...

In the future, if Ning Fan dared not to listen to her, she would brand a hundred or a thousand copies of the Erotic Palace Jade Slip, and give it to every old monster who came to the World Heritage Tower to cultivate for free, so that others could see Ning Fan's shameful state.

Bei Xiaoman snorted proudly, she finally had a chance to take revenge on Ning Fan.

After brushing his temples, Bei Xiaoman took off his embroidered shoes. Climbing onto the bed, he picked up one of Ning Fan's white robes, wiped his face, and wiped off all the dirt.

Using Ning Fan's clothes as a rag, Bei Xiaoman really felt a sense of accomplishment.

After cleaning Ning Fan a little, Bei Xiaoman took out a few jade slips and began to imprint them. She wanted to imprint the picture of training Ning Fan. This is called taking the way of the other and giving back to the body.

Enduring the feeling of humiliation and anger, Bei Xiaoman touched his little hand again and began to tease the fiery.

The originally quiet bright eyes gradually winked after touching the object.

Again and again. Bei Xiaoman had a great time getting Bai Zhuo out. She had branded seventeen jade slips in total, all of which were images of Ning Fan being humiliated.

Alternate use of both hands and small hands, are a little numb.

She simply sat on the bed, and rubbed her little feet in red stockings, pinching them hot.

The scene was so ambiguous that it was almost unsightly.

The little feet touched the hot things, Bei Xiaoman's breathing became more and more rapid, her chest rose and fell, and a slightly fragrant and creamy liquid overflowed from her thighs, and her body became more and more strange.

Without him, Bei Xiaoman's feet are actually her sensitive part, and she likes to be praised by others.

Ning Fan wasn't hard yet, but her whole body became numb and her eyes became blurred.

She looked back and saw that Ning Fan was still awake, secretly scolding Ning Fan as a lazy pig, but her heart was a little nervous, and her little hands stroked the short skirt, stroking the smooth, moist and hot tender part.

"Hmph, Zhou Xioming won't wake up anyway, I'm 'playing' what happened to him!"

"Let him bully me, and I'll bully him too!"

Ning Fan had a nightmare.

He dreamed of a female sex demon who raped him more than a dozen times in one night. This kind of dream is simply unbelievable for Ning Fan, who is a double-cultivator himself.

Opening his eyes slightly, Ning Fan only felt dizzy and felt that there was no thread on his body. He couldn't help but smile bitterly, how could he be stripped naked after being unconscious.

There was an ambiguous smell coming from the tip of the nose, which was unique to the sexual intercourse of men and women.

Ning Fan glanced sideways, and immediately saw a scene of vomiting blood.

Bei Xiaoman is blaspheming himself while helping Ning Fan with his little feet...

There were more than a dozen jade slips scattered on the bed, Ning Fan's vest was chilling, and he could imagine that Bei Xiaoman was probably secretly branding his nude scene.

"This little girl, why is it so funny... I didn't see it before..."

For a man with strong self-esteem like Ning Fan, being raped seventeen or eight times in his sleep is definitely a shame.

But seeing Bei Xiaoman trying so hard to please him, Ning Fan's mouth curled into an inexplicable smile, and he simply continued to pretend to be asleep.

On the hot things, he could clearly feel Bei Xiaoman's tender soles of feet, and through the thin silk stockings, it was a strange feeling that Ning Fan had never experienced before.

He couldn't help but admire Bei Xiaoman's imagination, it's a pity that this person became a woman, if it was a man. It must be a double-cultivator devil with all kinds of tricks.

"Um...um...Smelly Zhouming, let you bully me, I'll play you to death! Humph!"

"Well...it's so hot...Damn, you still bullied me when you fell asleep, and made me do such a shameful thing..."

Bei Xiaoman cursed and Ning Fan was shot while lying down.

When he was in a coma, he was raped by Bei Xiaoman 17 or 8 times. He hadn't made a grievance and complained, so Bei Xiaoman was justified.

Pretend to sleep. On the other hand, he deliberately moved his lower leg, as if this movement was made unconsciously by Ning Fan in his sleep.

Seeing Ning Fan's legs moving, Bei Xiaoman was not scared to death, he secretly said, if Ning Fan noticed that he was tainting him, I wonder if he would kill him.

"Humph! Haven't woken up yet, it's really a pig... um... ah... stinky Zhou Ming. Don't lick it, you can't do it here..."

Bei Xiaoman's pretty face was flushed red, and his teeth were clenched tightly.

Ning Fan secretly said, this little girl has a deep-rooted love for herself, why didn't she find out before?

The palm of his hand stroked Bei Xiaoman's buttocks as if he was doing something wrong. Bei Xiaoman, who was masturbating himself, felt his buttocks being attacked, his delicate body trembled, and he clenched the sheets tightly, and lost his body...

The clear spring flowed out as if lifeless, splashing the mattress.

Bei Xiaoman's face flushed red, but the flushing did not fade. When he turned his head, he gave Ning Fan a blank look. He secretly thought that Ning Fan would make a fool of himself when he slept, touching his ass, causing him to lose...

"Forget it... It seems that You Haosheng has served Ben Gong. Ben Gong will not commit sins, hum, I am tired from playing today, and Ben Gong needs to rest..."

Bei Xiaoman's body was soft, and he simply lay down beside Ning Fan, feeling tired.

Taking care of Ning Fan these past few days, she never sleeps, even though she is a cultivator. But because he was too worried about Ning Fan's safety, he was very tired.

This relaxation, and a blasphemy, she actually lay lazily beside Ning Fan. The lotus arm clasped Ning Fan tightly, and there was still a muddy patch under the short skirt that hadn't been cleaned.

The stockings are also covered with silk stains, which is extremely ambiguous.

Very sleepy, her eyelids are so heavy, Ning Fan's scent is so reassuring, she really wants to sleep...

Seeing that Bei Xiaoman went to sleep after playing, Ning Fan secretly sneered, opened his eyes, turned his head, looked at Bei Xiaoman speechlessly, and looked at her almost face to face.

When he found that Ning Fan was actually awake, Bei Xiaoman's delicate body trembled.

Bei Xiaoman subconsciously wanted to run away, but as soon as he stood up, Ning Fan pulled his arm, making him fall into his arms.

Turning over and pressing down, he pressed Bei Xiaoman under him.

"Zhou, Zhou Ming! Why are you awake! Just let me go, you are shameless, you are shameless! What are you trying to do to me!" Bei Xiaoman was a little scared, playing with Ning Fan for revenge, she didn't want to be harmed by Ning Fan .

"What you do to me, I will do to you. I, Zhou Ming, never suffer, you should know." Ning Fan smiled and looked at the girl under him, as if scrutinizing a prey.

"No, no! I didn't do anything, really, I didn't play with you!" Bei Xiaoman was incoherent.

"I really didn't do anything, then what is this..." Ning Fan stroked Bei Xiaoman's waist with his fingers, slid it to the outside of his thigh, stroked it inward, and hooked his fingertips, immediately touching a smooth, smooth spring.

Just reaching the peak, the place was still extremely sensitive. Being touched by Ning Fan, Bei Xiaoman immediately softened, snorted, and his breath became disordered again.

"Hmm..." That coquettish moan seemed to ignite the night.

Ning Fan withdrew his fingertips and did not continue to tease, making Bei Xiaoman feel a little empty.

Extending the smooth fingertips to Bei Xiaoman, Ning Fan smiled proudly.

"What is this..." Without giving Bei Xiaoman a chance to lie, he directly smeared the smoothness on Bei Xiaoman's lips.

An extremely shameful feeling rose in Bei Xiaoman's heart, he glared at Ning Fan angrily, and pushed Ning Fan weakly with his small hands, trying to escape from under Ning Fan.

"You are shameless! You are shameless!"

While cursing, he twisted his waist and tried to pull his legs out.

However, the slender and straight calves, wearing silky stockings, rubbed Ning Fan's heat, how exciting.

Ning Fan's eyes showed a trace of desire. He was not a saint. It should be said that after being raped by Bei Xiaoman a dozen times, he had no intention of becoming a saint at all.

"Don't move, otherwise..." Ning Fan felt something hot being rubbed between Bei Xiaoman's legs and immediately felt it.

"I want to move! Zhou Ming, let me tell you, I have branded your erotic palace jade slip for more than ten points. If you dare to move me, I will..."

"Bei Xiaoman, you are playing with fire!" Ning Fan's eyes gradually became hot.

"Just play, if you have the ability, you can burn me to death... um..."

Bei Xiaoman subconsciously nodded, and the next moment, his lips were blocked by Ning Fan.

With a buzzing sound, her head went blank, she was actually kissed by Ning Fan!

Subconsciously, he closed his teeth tightly to prevent Ning Fan from intruding, but when Ning Fan's mischievous thug slapped his buttocks, Bei Xiaoman panicked, his teeth loosened, and Ning Fan's tongue slid in.

uh...uh...

She felt that she was about to lose her breath, and was about to melt into Ning Fan's kiss. She finally realized that this time she was playing with fire, and she was afraid that she was going to burn herself...

She used to dream of a nightmare every night, in which she was humiliated by Ning Fan with various techniques.

Today, the nightmare seems to have come true, but Bei Xiaoman found that, apart from being a little scared and nervous, she didn't particularly resist...

Her not plump breasts were attacked, she did not resist, but stretched out her arms and embraced Ning Fan's shoulders.

The lower body was stabbed by the fiery heat, she did not resist, but closed her eyes tightly, waiting for the coming storm.

"Beixiaoman, you set the fire, now it's your turn to put out the fire..." Ning Fan suddenly stood up and pierced a membrane.

Bei Xiaoman burst into tears, but was even more annoyed, and without knowing where the strength came from, he suddenly turned over and pressed Ning Fan down.

"Eliminate it, whoever is afraid! Don't forget, you are my cauldron now, I will mine you now, and I will mine you to death! I'm so mad! Dare to stab me!"

A trace of ambiguous blood is turbid and clear, flowing down.

Half an hour later, a fiery burst of fire erupted in Bei Xiaoman's body, filling up all the emptiness...

Bei Xiaoman was wearily paralyzed on Ning Fan's body, her petite body was as red as her mouth, her shoulders were trembling, her pretty face was still flushed, and her eyes were covered with mist, as if water could drip.

"Bei Xiaoman, you raped me 18 times, and now you still owe me 17 times." Ning Fan showed a harmless smile.

"Humph! Afraid of you! I'll pay you back when I rest for a while! I really hate you, I hate you so much, I hate you to the core!"

The more Bei Xiaoman thought about it, the more angry he became, and he bit Ning Fan's shoulder. In a place where no one could see, his face was a little hesitant and ashamed...

"I will never hate anyone except you... No one can hate you more than you." She scolded in a low voice.

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