Poison Genius Consort

There is only one way to surrender the power of love, that is to bear it! Bear the attack!

After the release of the power of love, the dragon will have a short period of weakness in the night, lose all internal strength, and even gradually lose strength, the body is a skin that is blown down.

This is why Long Feiye gathers the power of sensation on the long whip, because only by gathering the power of the affair into the weapon can he be given the opportunity to attack, and the opportunity will also bear its attack.

The golden long whip has long been stained with blood. In the hands of the dragon and the night, he is eager to move. He is eager to try. He is a bloodthirsty demon. He is the devil of death and the master of judgment.

Suddenly, the whip is flying, and the dragon is not hesitant to let go.

He didn't go too far and closed his eyes.

"call out!"

An earth-shattering, like a blast.

"call out!"

A stormy sea, like a crane in the sky.

"call out!"

A thrilling, like thundering.

......

One whip and one whip, one whistle, whip up, flesh and blood splash, do not know how many whip hit, and finally the long whip finally lost all power and fell to the ground.

The dragon stood at night, and the back was bloody, the new wound covered up the old wound, and the skin was fleshy, and the tall body was crumbling. However, his spine was still straight, he did not fall down, his brows never wrinkled.

This is the habit that he developed when he was young, and the pain is no longer sound.

The faint candlelight reflects his sweaty silhouette, and his indifferent indulgence is replaced by a thick manly sensation, which gives a feeling of incomparable sexy.

He squinted and the whole person exuded the breath of a thousand miles away. No matter who he is, seeing him at this moment, there will be no sympathy, only awe.

The man's body is strong, his heart is stronger, he will never be defeated, even if he can't beat himself.

He stood silently, letting the power of ecstasy boil in his body.

When the power of ecstasy re-enters the body and wants to surrender them, it is not brute force, but power! He must hold on, and before he can sneak into the Dantian, he can't fall, and he can't give up. He must use his mind to manipulate them.

After half an hour, his internal strength has finally returned, clearly a step further than before.

He silently picked up the long whip and took it, and took Master's hemostatic powder and gauze prepared for him to heal the wound himself. It seems that the recent **** rain has never happened.

The wound was on the back. He only sprinkled the hemostatic drug on the gauze, and then wrapped the gauze around him. The simple and rude treatment stopped the blood.

At this point, today's mission is over.

As soon as the sensational seal is unraveled, the power of ecstasy is not all that comes out all the time, but it is growing out every day. It’s only been more than ten days now, and the more it goes to the back, the stronger the power of rushing.

Dealing with the wound, the dragon was sitting against the wall at Shimen, and the back was too heavy to lean against the wall. He only leaned his head against the wall and raised it slightly.

Only a dozen days later, his face was a lot thinner, more and more angular, cold and cold. He closed his eyes, motionless, like falling asleep, and thinking about things.

A room is quiet, full of blood, his silent figure is particularly lonely.

What is loneliness?

Lonely is Han Han sitting behind him, separated from him by the wall, back to back.

Lonely is that he is on the verge of life and death, but the person he loves knows nothing about everything.

Lonely, he sits and sits on his back, and his back will slowly slow down.

Going to the wall, not only relying on it, but also pressing firmly, letting the **** and fuzzy pains of the **** intolerable, his mouth is quietly rising in the darkness.

He confirmed that she must also lean against the wall.

Lonely, he is sitting here, you can see the clean black clothes hanging opposite, not stained with blood. That was what he deliberately took off. He only lied to her after she had cleared the body and scratched her body.

Han Wei, the king has scammed you to addiction, and can't stop it.

Han Yu slowly opened her eyes. She had just completed a complete mental exercise, and her consciousness was just sober.

Originally, it was just leaning against the wall. At this time, she relaxed, and the weight of her whole person leaned against the wall and was tightly attached. She looked up and her eyes were a little free.

Dragon is not night, are you okay?

Dragon is not night, what are you doing now?

Dragon is not night, I miss you... Will you, you are thinking about me?

Thinking about this, Han Hao once again leaned on the wall, clearly attached to the tight, and she wanted to be closer.

Dragons are not night, how can we get closer and closer?

day to day……

The pain is day after day, and the thoughts are day after day.

In a month's time, Han Han has already broken through the second stage of the storage space. Even if she repeatedly tries hard, she can't break through. She always feels that the critical point is not enough. Someone needs to push her.

She remembered that before she opened up the storage space and entered the first stage, it was because she had collected the poison pool.

Do you want to break through the second order, do you really need an opportunity? She is puzzling.

This month, Duanmu Yao and Cang Qiuzi did not design to entice Han Yu to leave the temple. However, no matter what they did, Han Han did not leave half a step.

Dragon is not here at night, is there any better reason than this, let her leave? No!

One month's time, one day a day of hell-like torture, the dragon did not wrinkle his eyebrows at night, did not scream a pain, and did not fall.

Today is the last day. It is also the most crucial day for Long Fei to control the power of love.

The power of ecstasy that broke out today is more than any previous one. It must be strong. Once he can’t control it, it’s not just a total failure. What is the consequence? He is not clear. do not know either.

Perhaps no one in this world knows it.

Long Fei night only knows that this battle can only win and must win.

Even if he could open Shimen immediately, he would see Han Han, but he was still as steady as a mountain. He did not take the rest of his mind as soon as he had a good rest.

He needs to do some preparation to ensure that nothing is lost.

At this time, outside the stone wall, Han Yu had no intention of practicing. Two days ago, she came to the chair, sitting in front of the stone wall and staring at the stone wall.

Being smart and arrogant, Han Han, who is full of enthusiasm, is actually a fool. She is not a face, what is it?

She is laughing, no, she said that she has been laughing for two days.

She didn't know what the dragon had experienced in the dark room at night, and how dangerous it was. She always thought that the dragon was only the guidance of the old man of Jianzong, retreating and preparing for the qualifying battle. She thought that the real danger was to fight with Cang Qiuzi in the qualifying war. Therefore, she determined that as long as the time is up, the dragon will increase in martial arts and will come out unscathed.

She rarely deliberately dresses herself, but today, she has a light makeup, deliberately combed a princess's head, stepped on a purple jade, and put on a dreamy purple dress, white gauze.

Purple is the color he likes.

Originally, the foundation was excellent. I dressed it a little, and I fell into the country. I didn’t lose the beauty of Muyao. Moreover, the sense of honor in her body, the brilliance of her eyebrows, the temperament in her bones, Duanmu Yao’s forever Not comparable.

Only one thing, she is not a fairy-like dress, it is the smile on her face, that laugh can basically be called a smirk.

If the dragon sees it at night, she will surely lick her bangs, and she will be stupid again.

Han Yu is waiting, Cang Qiuzi and Duan Muyao are also waiting, Long Fei night is full of punishments, and after three days, it is the swordsmen.

After the dispelling of the abdomen of Cang Qiuzi, he has been preparing for the qualifying war.

He is already the second master in Tianshan, and the old man of Jianzong does not participate in the qualifying war. Therefore, the first raise must be his, but he has not slackened.

He is very aware of the strength of strength and determines the loyalty of those below. He wants to show his most powerful force to conquer the disciples of Tianshan, and let the people of the evil swordsmen see his cooperation value.

"Dragon is not the night of the night, it must be not so simple!" Cang Qiuzi said with concern.

Duanmu Yao did not answer him. In the past month, she has been paying attention to Han Han most of her time in addition to her father's rehabilitation. She has spent a lot of effort and laid down several traps. Unfortunately, Han Han did not leave the court for half a step. .

The Discipline Hall is the site of the aunt's aunt. She spent a lot of money to buy the maid there to help her say a few words in front of Han Han, but unfortunately, it was useless.

After today, the dragon is full of punishment, and once the dragon is out of the night, it is even more difficult to kill Han.

Duanmu Yao told himself that in any case, you can't miss today!

"He can kill Mrs. Cold Moon, then there is the strength to participate in the qualifying war. This kid, dare to participate in the qualifying battle!" Cang Qiuzi muttered to himself, and soon sneered again, "How about that? Even if he killed the fourth and third ranked Qi Zonglin and Tang Zijin, he did not have the ability to fight with the old man!"

Seeing Duanmu Yao’s heart is uncertain, Cang Qiuzi took her over. “Yao Yao, what do you think?”

Duanmu Yao was a goosebump, but she could only bear it. She whispered, "It is difficult to kill Han Hao today."

"Why, you still can't decide your master?" Cang Qiuzi sneered. "Or... you even got the master to be robbed by Han Han?"

As soon as this was said, Duanmu Yao’s dawn was cold, and the eyelids under the mask shot the killings of the monks. She broke away from the hand of Cang Qiuzi, turned and left, leaving a sentence, "You wait, Han Hao must live today!"

It’s not that she can’t decide Master, nor that Master doesn’t hurt her. But these days, Master’s condition is very unstable, and she doesn’t dare to stimulate him too much. However, today, she is going out! No matter how much it costs, she must remove Han Han before the dragon comes out.

Every time Master helped her to heal, she said nothing. In a few days, he only asked her, "Yao Yao, why didn't I save your teacher?"

From Master's knowledge that she was injured so far, it was almost in the face of Cang Qiuzi. In the past month, Master has been very calm.

However, she knows that Master is not calm, but is hard to speak.

If you want to get into the Discipline Hall and want to get rid of Han Han, you can only rely on Master!

Duanmu Yao had a plan in mind, and she couldn’t help but see Han Hao, she couldn’t help but be excited!

Leaving the lockyard backyard, she went straight to the top of the mountain and flew straight to the Jiugong Palace to find Master...

(End of this chapter)