C3 Snake Secret Medicine

Thinking that he was thirsty, she whispered to him, "Please give him a glass of water, Devil."

The little girl's voice was like an oriole as she laughed loudly. Her laughter was filled with cruelty, evil, and teasing … It was as if a hunter had seen a wild beast fall into a trap he had just dug.

Ji Wu Hua and Ji Wu Xue were both young deities, and although they were young, they were ignorant and didn't know anything about the affairs between men and women.

The immortals were also some of the elders with few desires, because their Immortal Cultivation Technique abandoned almost all relationships between men and women. Immortals and demons were different; they didn't rely on reproduction to sustain them, but on immortality instead. Other than the Immortal Emperor and the Sun God and the Moon God, the other Daoist Immortals almost never married.

Therefore, Wu Xue didn't know the reason for the Infernal King's salty actions. However, Wu Xue's face became redder and prettier as her pink tongue licked her lips. She was only thirsty. "I still need to drink water …"

She did not understand why she was so thirsty and only wanted water.

Her demand was broken by an iron arm, and the unfamiliar heat became even more intense. It gave rise to a strange desire to tighten her hands a little bit more … He was just as she wished. He used so much force to bully her body that it almost broke her waist …

He was slightly older than Wu Xue, and he also had more experience. He used all of his strength and let out a terrifying cry, and although it was vague, it caused Wu Xue's heart to tremble.

She reached out her hand and instinctively pushed against the iron hoop that surrounded her, but she had no strength in her body, as people used to call it, "ghost-press bed." She knew it, but she just couldn't move.

It was already late in the night, and the three giant Night Pearls on the Seven Aromatic Treasure Carriage reflected the evil and smiling man in front of him. His thick eyes had long eyelashes, his face was like a carved sword, his arms were strong, and he seemed to have an endless supply of energy. He was tall and handsome, with a black cloak hanging open, revealing a bronze-colored muscular chest, and there was not a single trace of fat on his body.

If he was in the sea of people, who knew how many girls he would be captivated by. But at the moment, he was evil and twisted, like a huge snake — with a thrilling, ecstatic, debaucherous gesture.

He looked at her that way, into her eyes, smiling.

She knew that something was wrong, but she dared not speak, for if she opened her mouth she would touch his lips, like a beast jumping into a hunter's net.

She had to get away from this man. She had to be rescued.

But when she saw his raging smile, she fell silent, for there was a strange fever in her body, as if someone had been placed on a pile of dry wood, and the fire was burning her body, painful, impatient, intolerable, twisting her body and rushing out to find a clear spring to be relieved of.

Vanilla nectar was something that the Nine Layered Heavens never lacked. Now, how come there wasn't even a drop of it left? She was extremely thirsty, just like a little deer. She used all her strength to jump into the pond …

A thin layer of sweat slowly seeped out of her snow-white skin.

The Snake Tribe was the most lewd race. Let alone the snakes, even the wolf demoness was willing to admit defeat with their medicine. Now, it seemed that even the immortal tribe would lose their way because of it.

This was the first time he had seen a fairy sweating, and it was not easy.

Even the sweat was crystal clear, like the first dew on a rose petal in the morning.

The big hand reached out and touched her cheek. Her clean face, long eyelashes, soft skin — when her hand moved down her neck, it was like touching the grass in March, the finest silk, the fine fur of a newborn pigeon … And the faint scent of her body, clean and pure.

Even before he made his move, he already felt a faint ecstasy from the crowd.

It turned out that this was what they called being beautiful enough to eat.

All the creatures in the world are the same. Just because of milk fat buttocks, the body is plastered, the skin young, rich in strong reproductive power. Thus, the two of them were incompatible. In particular, for thousands of years, the demons had relied on their strong reproduction ability to win in numbers. This sort of thing was a common occurrence for them.

Her delicate body trembled slightly in her arms as her sweat slowly seeped into her salty palm. After the fragrance of the sesame seed was released, the room was filled with fragrance. He laughed in pleasant surprise. In this world, sweat was dripping all over his body.

His voice was surprisingly gentle. "Little Fairy, how do you feel? Is it painful? No, it was comfortable … It was the kind of happiness and pain... "Isn't it?"

Even if the rabbit was anxious, it would jump over the wall. Even if the fairy was anxious, she would risk her life.

No matter how much she sensed the danger, she still jumped in fear. She practically used all her strength to pounce on him and reached out to pinch his neck. "Let me go …" "Release the little prince …"

He was surprised to find that the poor, delicate fawn was coming at him with such ferocity that it was completely different from what he had expected. He reached out his hand and gently pushed her into the Seven Aroma Treasure Carriage, the smile on his face unchanged. "Little Wild Cat, behave yourself. If you cooperate with me obediently, I definitely won't let you suffer too much …"

For the first time, anger flared up in her eyes. She was about to launch another counterattack, but her strength seemed to have been sucked out of her body and she collapsed into a pile.

The drug was acting up.

Her limbs looked like thousands of ants crawling all over the place. They were biting her without restraint, biting her, consuming her. She anxiously twisted and turned, turning her mournful eyes towards Ji Wu Hua as she screamed in a heart-wrenching voice, "Save me … Ji Wuhua, save me … Senior Martial Brother … You saved me... "I'm going to die …"

The young Ji Wu Hua's eyes were bloodshot.

The favored ones of the heavens were helpless at this moment, experiencing the pain of despair for the first time.

The pair of little lovers wailed in despair, and the Dark Lord laughed out loud in delight.

He put his finger to his lips and smiled. "One …" Two... "Three …"

Every time he counted, the snow would tremble.

There was something about him that he couldn't control — a hot, uncontrollable rush to find a way out. However, her remaining intellect told her that as long as she fell for it, she would be as ugly as those legendary dark addicts. Like a dog, they would be at the mercy of others, despicable and despicable, and would ultimately die tragically.

That originally incomparably handsome face began to enlarge, twist, and become complacent, "Little Fairy, you should beg for my help … Ask Me... "I will release you …"

Her body twisted.

He suddenly took out her jade tablet, and with a sink of his palm, a drop of blood-red water dripped onto the center of the jade pendant. Very quickly, it quietly melted, and then, the jade tablet once again hung around her neck.

Wu Xue hadn't realized what was happening, but the fear in Ji Wu Hua's eyes intensified as he stared at that jade plate.

Wu Xun didn't even look at him, he just stared at Wu Xue, his eyes filled with a kind of cruel gentleness, persuading him, "What's so good about Immortals? They were all very decent, but in reality, they were not fun at all. Join our demon race … This place will become your playground … "

She suddenly stretched out her hand like a bolt of lightning, pouncing towards him. Even if he dodged fast, her pair of jade hands still held tightly onto his thigh as she hissed, "Infernal King, let me go … Please let me go … "

The small jade-like hand was weak and seemed to be tickling.

But in Wu Sang's eyes, there was an extra layer of interest: Ha, this little fairy.

Unexpectedly, there was an unyielding aura coming from her body. She was clearly a flower in a greenhouse, yet she dared to extend four thorns towards a tiger. Not bad at all. Originally, he was a little worried that the Yin Qi was too strong and would weaken his descendents. However, he didn't expect that there was an unending tenacity in her bones.

He laughed with satisfaction at the surprise.

She tried to jump up again, but her body was too weak to hold on. She bit her lips until a trickle of blood seeped out.

The pain made her lucid for a moment. This time, she didn't attack him, nor did she run to the little prince. Instead, she rushed out of the Seven Aromatic Carriage and ran for her life. Run out, run out, and you'll be safe... This devil must not be allowed to succeed.

Unfortunately, the taste of the man-eating flower was like a shadow that followed him.

She had only run a few meters when her flying wings didn't even have time to spread out in the wind. With a wave of Wu Xian's big hand, she flew straight back and lay down on the smooth, mirror-like platform of the Treasure Chariot.

The sky was a clear blue.

Wu Xun raised his eyebrows and looked at the pair of crystal clear eyes that were completely covered in fear. He suddenly jumped onto her and kissed her completely …

The kiss was foreign to her. He rolled the tip of her tongue, with a rough, wild air, like a ravage.

She and the little prince were childhood friends, running hand in hand against the spring wind, whispering in the purple sunset, playing with each other in the hazy moonlight — but they had not yet learned to kiss yet.

No one taught him, and he didn't understand.

Therefore, she felt a sense of novelty when she encountered such a powerful torture. A powerful and fatal temptation.

The kiss turned from a storm to a gentle one.

She caught her breath. His body, which had been scorching like an ant's bite earlier, was like a gentle breeze blowing over. It was extremely comfortable.

His lips were warm, his hands strong, his manner gentle, not the slightest bit abusive. He was like the most gentle lover, as if this was his wedding night with her.

In her extreme confusion, she gasped for breath, her fingertips suddenly touching the jade token in front of her chest. There was only an extremely soft clear sound, as if an external force had pulled her out of a quagmire.

She leaped.

He smiled at her, not even stopping her.