I Just Want To Be Quiet

The lady's eyes widened, and she maintained an unbelievable look until she was forced to lie down on the throne.

At this moment, her dress was shattered, her red as a blood robe was torn into rags, she couldn't continue to cover her body, and she wanted to cover her body with perfect curves.

But seeing You He Yue Xiong is tall, slender waist is like a willow, and round thighs are quite strong.

The mutton jade-like moon and a few months old are white and delicate, shining brightly under the lighting of the surrounding soul fire, and the blood-colored clothing reflects each other, red and white, more and more bloody.

Because she was still forced by her powers, she couldn't make any big moves. After lying down, apart from glaring at Pei Ling, she didn't even have the strength to get up, so she could only weaken in Pei Ling's arms.

She was extremely angry, no matter whether Pei Ling would become a holy son, she must let the other person die!

Do not!

It's too cheap to die!

When she recovers, she must use the cruelest means, the tortured opponent cannot survive or die!

She wanted to peel off the opponent's entire skin, use Wanmu Rejuvenation Pill to suspend the opponent's life, and then plant the brain-eating Gu worms into the opponent's flesh and blood!

She wants to pull the opponent's soul out, throw it into the Soul Eater, and practice it for a full thousand years!

And all the creatures around him...

No, the whole line of Jiansang is going to die!

She still needs...

She was still thinking about it, and suddenly she felt a sharp pain in her body.

For an instant, the wife of the suzerain fell into a sluggishness.

Just now I was full of hope that all the thoughts of Pei Ling's knives and soul refining were all shattered by the sudden pain, and there was only a blank in his mind.

The soul and fire flickered without wind, and the overlapping figures of the two became more and more messy.

The golden bell on the snow-white ankle, with the master's movements, kept ringing, making a fine, crisp sound, and the toes gradually tightened and curled up.

Soon, the pain disappeared, and it was replaced by a sense of comfort that seemed to rise from the depths of the soul, which made people inevitably intoxicated.

The throne made by the nine-strength mysterious star iron is wide and heavy, without the slightest shaking, only the sound of the wind brought by Pei Ling's movements, along with the bone hairpin on the suzerain’s wife’s bun, hits on the throne in a dense and dense manner. Rhythmic movement.

Soon, a bone hairpin was overwhelmed, slipped out of the blue silk, and fell down.

In its place, the wife of the lord was dancing on her temples, rising and falling, flying all over the seat.

Suzerain's wife flashed a touch of confusion, but the poisonous erosion quickly brought her back to her senses, and she quickly concentrated on dealing with Tianshang's tears. Although there are many methods of resurrection in this world, it is not difficult to obtain it in her capacity. But Tianshang's tears are in a special situation. This kind of poison is not only aimed at the physical body, but also corrodes the soul and the true spirit!

The means of waiting for the dead to come back to life is simply impossible to work.

Moreover, even if it works, she will be wiped out for many years of painstaking practice!

If the poison is killed right now, Pei Ling's preference will inevitably continue to insult her body. At that time, even though he can bring himself back to life, but has no cultivation base, he will definitely face Pei Ling's more unscrupulous insults!

Calm... Calm... Sect Master's wife kept telling herself from the bottom of her heart that with her own cultivation strength, as long as there is some more time, she can control the spread of the poison.

However, she soon discovered that Pei Ling's constant impact seemed to be running a domineering and weird technique.

Her limbs, body mana and even soul were so comfortable that she couldn't help herself, as if she was about to explode at any time, floating up to the clouds, and she couldn't concentrate at all right now!

What's worse, the opponent's exercises have a strong effect of picking divination!

She finally condensed a bit of mana that was used to seal the poison, and the next moment, most of it was taken by the opponent...

Do not!

More than just picking!

This kind of mindset based on her cultivation must indulge in it, as if she is willing to fall into joy, and does not want to wake up... the other party wants to refine her into a furnace!

Realizing this, Si Hongqing could not help but feel a panic in his heart at this moment, even if he was cultivated as Gao Jue, and Gui was the wife of the suzerain.

Under normal circumstances, with her cultivation as strength, there is no need to worry about this kind of problem at all.

But now it's different. She is now restrained by the poison of Tianshang's tears all over her body, and she can only watch the other side calmly refining herself.

And I don't know why, the other party is obviously not able to form a pill formation, but the operation of the practice is perfect to the extreme, so impeccable that even she can't find any flaws.

If this continues, Si Hongqing can't resist Peiling even if his cultivation base is much higher than the opponent!

Thinking of this, Si Hongqing didn't even care about the eight true disciples standing beside the screen.

Anyway, after holding Tianshang's tears, those are all dead!

She immediately tried her best to stop her weakly: "Stop, stop...ah..."

It's not that she doesn't want to transmit Pei Ling's voice, but that it requires mana. Although she needs very little, the Sovereign Lady dare not waste any mana at this moment.

"Peiling! You are just looking for death! Stop immediately! Otherwise, the palace will take your skin off, refine you into the spiritual fire, and burn for thousands of years!"

"Things that do not live or die, Si Hong will not let you go... Are you going to be the enemy of the entire Saint Sect?!"

"You...ah...you...ah...ah...Don't think that if you have the Li family as your backer, you can really do whatever you want! This time, the Li family can't keep you!"

"Beast!!! You can't bear the anger of Si Hong and Su at all..."

Pei Ling's face was expressionless, and she didn't even care about it, and continued her original actions.

With his actions, the wife of the lord felt more and more comfortable, and even began to moan uncontrollably.

She had to do her best to cover her vermilion lips with the non-poisoned hand, not to make too much noise.

Seeing that Pei Ling was not threatened by herself at all, the mistress of the overlord had a rare panic in her heart.

Ever since she became a saint, she has never been fearless in the face of anything!

She was able to reach her current status, step by step from the sea of ​​blood in the corpse mountain! Among them, countless times have been in desperation, countless times are on the front line of life and death, countless times have turned the tide...

Her strength, her status, and her honor are all built with the blood, corpses, and souls of countless creatures. She shouldn't be afraid!

But now, the wife of the suzerain doesn't know why, a small pill formation can make her breed such emotions...

"Peiling, you...you stop!"

"If you want a woman, my palace can reward...No, my palace can give you a lot...whatever..."

"As long as you stop now, this palace... nothing happens in this palace..."

"No, don't...ah..."

"Let go, let me go..."

"What conditions do you want...whatever conditions are okay..." Unknowingly, the threat from the wife of the sovereign gradually turned into a begging for mercy...