Chapter 133: The Immortal Palace (1/2)
Poor Su Yu, as an old virgin of two generations, why have you experienced such a tender battle of sweet jade and warm fragrance and sweet words? When the heart is full of turbulence, you still have to insist on the movement and control the spiritual power...
Why do you want to torture this king so much?
With such a feeling, how can I call this King alone, how can I sleep peacefully?
Su Yu was now blushing and red, heavy breathing, barely continuing to exercise, controlling the soul Qingyan constantly wandering in the spirit of the cold poetry, slowly exhausting the power of Hehuansan.
The two are physically connected, and the inner breath is figured out. With Su Yu's endless warmth coming, they are more and more comfortable, as if they are in a hot spring, and they have been running for days, and Just after the collapse of the war, Leng Shishi closed her eyes and slept.
”call……”
Su Yu let out a sigh of relief, wiped his sweat, and finally got it done.
Looking at the cold poems that slept in the past, the fine sweat beads and the fatigue between the eyebrows and the eyebrows, people couldn't help but feel pity.
”How can this woman be so beautiful...” Su Yu took a breath and re-draped the red dress on the body like Xueyu, holding Leng Shishi out of the cave.
Facing the distance, the three bears beckoned, and the three bears immediately looked happy, dared not to neglect, and ran quickly.
”King, your martial arts are truly earth-shattering, and even the Huanhuan Sect is not in your eyes, I admire it!”
”King, I know that King Wu is definitely not your opponent, you will be fine!”
”If not afraid of disturbing the king, the three of us would have stood up and cheered for the king...”
Three bears first ambiguously made two laps between Su Yu and Leng Shishi, and then slap on the fart in a hurry. They were in awe of Su Yu.
”All right, shut up for me! Don't stay here for a long time, follow me!” It was still the stretcher. Leng Shishi was placed on the stretcher, carried by Xiong Er and Xiong San, and headed towards Dawang Mountain.
He Huanzong's people have just left, Baobuqi will send masters to come, now when not going to leave?
Leng Shishi uses the secret method but has the strength of Wuzong, and there must be Wuzong within Hehuanzong. If such a strong man really comes, he will be the king.
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This time it took a few days to come to Qingfeng Valley. When I rushed back to Dawang Mountain, the sky had become dim. In the terrified eyes of San Xiong, he spent 20 million gold coins to upgrade the villa to the third level.
Then, in the sound of San Xiong's bitter plea, San Xiong was taken as a disciple of Dawang Mountain.
It feels good to be at home. I ran outside for a few days without sleeping.
Picked a room, and settled in the sleepy cold poem, Su Yu returned to the room and slept peacefully.
The next day, when the sun had just protruded from the mountain, Su Yu had been busy working in the kitchen and had not even eaten a good meal in Qingfeng Valley. When he came back, he would naturally treat himself well.
”what are you doing?”
Leng Shishi stood aside, watching Su Yu rubbing the flour curiously, pouring water from time to time, his hands were covered with sticky flour, and asked curiously.