This person should never be too confident.

Huang Xiaoyu finally understood this truth now.

He thought he knew Mo Yue well.

However, the one who knows it well is Mo Yue’s cultivation.

He never dreamed that Mo Yue was actually a lily flower blooming.

There are only two possibilities for two people to trust each other quickly, and to be willing to contribute the most important things for each other and to lose a lot of money.

First, we support each other, experience the great disaster of life and death, and share the joys and sorrows.

One is to fall in love at first sight and love each other.

Mo Yue and Qi Yu fell in love at first sight.

At that moment, just because I looked at Qi Yu in the crowd, Dust Feng didn't know how long the killing, cold and heartless indestructible demon turned into a soft heart in an instant.

Arrived at the third heaven and escaped from the Qing Emperor.

Mo Yue urgently needs a backer.

By chance, I met the beautiful Saint.

She was amazed at the beauty of the saint who was as famous as hers, and she could also be as beautiful as the country.

But the heart belongs to it and is not moved.

It was entirely due to the situation that she took the initiative to contact the Saint of Beautiful City. While giving the benefits, she also teased her many times, trying to stir up the Saint of Beautiful City.

He even planted a seed of butterfly dreaming and illusion deep in the soul of the saint in the city.

Hey!

All right……

Mo Yue succeeded.

It was normal for him to be a saint.

She was sowed by the bend.

Among the Saints, there is no one who can talk for many years.

There were more than a hundred slaves, but when these more than a hundred slaves saw her, they would not dare to speak without kneeling down.

The seeds of the butterfly illusion, coupled with Mo Yue's crazy offensive, a different feeling arose in the heart of the beautiful Saint.

This feeling is taboo...

But it is very subtle and makes people unable to stop.

Slowly, slowly...

Begin to worry about Mo Yue.

I began to think about Mo Yue day and night.

The Saint of Beautiful City was almost crazy. Just when she was sure that she had fallen, Mo Yue actually began to alienate her again.

I told her that I don’t know how many times Qiyu was.

All fish, all fish, all fish, all fish...

This name is simply a nightmare.

It is the thorn in the heart of the beautiful Saint.

She is a genius.

She is the one who was given a pawn bead by a powerful man against heaven.

She is full of great fortune and has great luck.

She was in a smooth journey, and she became the saint of Yuling Palace. She was scheming and had no shortage of everything.

She is just as cruel and ruthless as she has the characteristics of being a superior. She likes to hold everything she wants tightly in her hands and occupy it alone.

That's right, she wants to occupy Mo Yue.

What's more, there is a dead end now.

She and Mo Yue have only the last day left to go crazy.

As long as the master comes back, she will die.

She was too lazy to care about whether it was a fish or not.

She was too lazy to care about what Mo Yue was thinking.

Anyway, Mo Yue teased her first.

She must cook the raw rice first.

So, she pounced on...

So, Huang Xiaoyu was confused...

There are all kinds of wonders in the world.

But this is the first time I have encountered such a sexy operation.

I was not panicked at all just now, but now I feel panicked.

He wanted to push the beautiful Saint away.

The Saint of Beautiful City was like crazy, pulling his clothes and throwing him onto the big bed.

...

...

Two hours later, Huang Xiaoyu was lying on the bed without any strands, looking at the top, with no desire to fall in love with her expression.

What happened in these two hours is so ridiculous that it cannot be described.

All over her body was filled with tooth marks of the saint's beauty, and the strawberries she planted were everywhere.

What's going on?

Have you been molested?

Huang Xiaoyu comforted himself: "Forget it, let's not mention this matter. There was nothing happened between the two women. The most excessive thing was just rubbing... kissing, kissing marks, etc., although it was a bit ridiculous, it was quite comfortable, right? Take a step back and say, you should be glad. Fortunately, the Saint of the Beautiful City is not a man. If it were a man, it would be so bloody this time."

At this moment, the Saint of Beautiful City was lying on her chest, gently drawing her fingers on her chest, and teasing, "Hehehe... Brother Xiaoyu has such big chest muscles, this is an e-cup."

That's right, she called Brother Xiaoyu.

In the previous two hours, Huang Xiaoyu was really panicked.

Resist and resist.

It can't be stopped.

In desperation, he even told his true identity.

He said that he was not Mo Yue, but actually he was Huang Xiaoyu.

The beautiful Saint Maiden laughed and said: Yes, right, I knew that the kitten had said it a long time ago.

The white cat said nothing!

The white cat was controlled by Huang Xiaoyu and told the Saint of Qingcheng that this Mo Yue was the real Mo Yue.

Huang Xiaoyu said: I controlled your white cat. I wielded the snake it ate.

The Saint of the Condor Heroes: Really? Okay, okay, I believe you are Huang Xiaoyu, you are so awesome...

Control the fart.

That white cat is the peak of Daluo Golden Immortal.

Although it is a spiritual beast, it is a hybrid of two divine beasts.

The soul is extremely powerful. Mo Yue's butterfly dreaming magic can't be controlled. Although Huang Xiaoyu cultivated six immortal masters, Huang Xiaoyu's soul was damaged and his realm dropped sharply, and he only became a mortal. How could he control the white cat?

Huang Xiaoyu continued to explain.

The saint of the beautiful city said: Then you turn into a yellow fish and let me see it.

Turn into an egg!

Even the Guixu Corpse Art cannot be operated, how can he change?

...

Huang Xiaoyu was lying there, just like her. She just drew her fingers twice, but she couldn't even get a piece of meat off.

Um?

Start touching?

Forget it, there will be no piece of meat falling off.
To be continued...