Chapter 64 The Best Furnace Cauldron (22)

Seeing Shen Qingci getting closer and closer to her, Qianqiu felt an impulse in her.

I want to drag the banished immortal who is so high in front of me into the abyss of hell, and sink together.

She stared into his eyes, and brushed down his straight nose bridge, and light-colored thin lips.

Well, I don't know how it tastes like?
With a low voice, Shen Qingci came to Qianqiu, "I said..."

As soon as he spoke, Qian Qiu stretched out his hand and pulled him in front of her.

Shen Qingci was taken aback.

next moment.

Qianqiu blocked his words
His smell is really good, as if wrapped in the cold frost and snow, icy and cool, with a strong breath.

Daoist Shuanghua, who is aloof and abstinent for thousands of years, has never experienced such a thing.

He even forgot that he could push her away, so he could only freeze in place, letting Qianqiu wreak havoc on his lips.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, like a feathered butterfly about to spread its wings and fly high.

In the usually cold and calm eyes, the ripples stirred one after another, overflowing uncontrollably, with a little bit of water, and his expression was extremely bewildered.

Such a contrast made people want to bully him even harder.

Qian Qiu looked at his expression, her eyes were dark, she pinched his chin, provoking him lightly or heavily.

Shen Qingci suddenly woke up and pushed her away.

At this time, Shen Qingci was no longer the cold Taoist Shuanghua who seemed to be high above him.

His eyes were glistening with water, the ice and snow melted into spring water, his lips were bitten and blood oozes, the exiled immortal has been pulled into the mortal world, and has been ravaged miserably.

He looked towards Qianqiu, his eyes still filled with disbelief.

Qianqiu's eyes were full of light, he licked the blood on his lips, he tasted the taste, he was not satisfied.

She said softly, "Do you still want to talk? I don't mind doing it again."

"you……"

His voice was no longer cold and sweet, he could barely speak, and became hoarse and deep.

Shen Qingci didn't know how to look at Qianqiu with various faces, and hastily looked away, feeling the uncontrollable tide of emotion surging in his body, making him more and more confused.

What the hell is wrong with him?
After Qian Qiu molested the little brother, seeing his bewildered look, he wished he could take advantage of the situation and push him to the ground again, so he couldn't describe it again.

The expression on his face is really alluring.

It's a pity that there is an existence here that hinders her from achieving great harmony in life, Minglie.

Ming Lie stood there blankly, watching all this happen, unexpectedly.

He felt that his three views were almost completely shattered at this moment.

He actually saw that the lofty Daoist Shuanghua was being desecrated.

Absolutely impossible, that is the Daoist Lord of the Transcending Tribulation Period, how could he be controlled by others, and even... was forced to kiss!
Minglie was at a loss, like Hua Zijing's reaction, he felt that he was living in a dream.

Qianqiu's tone was cold, "Still leaving? Stay here, do you want to die?"

It was only then that Shen Qingci realized that Ming Lie was present, and turned around again. He regained his cold expression, and asked calmly, "What did you see?"

"me……"

Minglie trembled.

He felt the end of the world was coming, how dare he say what he saw, unless he didn't want to die!
(End of this chapter)

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