Ended again.

I was already sweating profusely.

The clothes on the two of them were wrinkled, even a little wet.

Fenghua and Ning Jiuque finally separated.

Her cheeks were bright and bright, as if ink black hair was wet and hot and sticky on her temples, leaning against the wall of the underground palace, supporting her body so that she would not fall to the ground due to sore legs.

Also because of the posture of standing in the battle, some indescribable filth fell down.

Fortunately, there are layers of palace dress hem covering the scenery.

After recovering from the peak of extreme pleasure, Ning Jiuque was still stained with a touch of stunning eyebrows and eyes with endless desires and enchanting desires, and he calmed down little by little.

Re-snatch the anger.

Just like the first meeting.

"Yan Qiyu, this underground palace looks very wonderful. It's good to use it as your bone burial place?"

The man in a gorgeous silver-purple robe had extremely cold eyes, and his eyes were as bright as a pool of black jade. When he looked at the woman who was holding the red lips on the wall, he was no longer as gentle as he had inadvertently revealed when he was lingering not long ago.

Stunning, cruel, cruel, ruthless.

This is the real nine thousand years old.

And just now...

It was just a moment, and it was intrigued and infatuated.

Ning Jiuque admitted that she brought him some physical pleasure.

Moreover, Princess Yong, who has been married to the fourth son of the emperor, Long Jue for three years, is still a virgin. She gave it to him tonight, and she did not feel any ups and downs in her heart.

That's probably all lie.

However, she also discovered the secret that he had hidden, unable to see the light, at least standing in the dark, which was absolutely unable to see the light.

so--

Only, kill.

As for the little complex emotions in his heart, he directly ignored them.

Yan Qiyu must die.

It would be best to die in this underground palace, and no one noticed it, which would save him a lot of trouble.

After all, Yan Qiyu's identity...

She is not only Princess Yong who has been on the royal jade plate, but also Princess Qionghua, the most beloved daughter of the King of Zhenbei.

Ning Jiu lacks the most rationality.

In tonight, the mind has no moment clearer than it is now.

The man in a gorgeous silver-purple robe had thick long eyelashes like crow feathers, and his faint eyes fell on his slender fingers that were more flawless than white jade, as if he was enjoying it.

——He kills people without any magical weapons, just these hands are enough.

"Yan Qiyu, what will you have left in your wishes? You can tell me what you want."

Paused.

Ning Jiuque pursed his lower lip and continued, "I will... try my best to satisfy you."

“…”

It's really... it's ruthless to pull out your dick.

Fenghua sneered slightly in his heart.

Actually, I'm not very angry.

Instead, it creates a strong desire to conquer.

This is interesting, isn't it?

Fenghua's palms were a little sweaty and sticky.

Continuous intense love, sore and painful legs.

However, she stood up straight.

The green and thin white fingers smoothed the wrinkles on the layers of exquisite and complex purple palace skirts little by little.

The two white and slender legs were hidden in the palace costume, but Ning Jiuque clearly remembered the wonderful feeling of being hooked and wrapped around his waist.

Ning Jiuque's Adam's apple got out of here.

Feng Hua raised his eyes, and the beautiful eyes with enchanting water mist flashed with extremely cold rippling water light. The ends of his eyes slightly raised and glanced over.

The bright and congested lips are opened lightly.

The tone was gorgeous, and I asked quietly.

"Master Qiansui wants to kill me?"

Ning Jiuque pursed his lips and didn't say anything.

She actually nodded and said:
Chapter completed!