Wu Mozhi, only a small dudou, and a smaller silk small inside.

The skin that is covered in white is really smooth like a gelatin, white like snow.

The flames of the flames are already white enough, but Wu Mo weaves whiter, pure snow white, slightly revealing a faint white snow.

The skin of the whole body, like porcelain, is really without any flaws.

And her figure is very devil in her clothes. After she took off, she was even more devil.

Even her body curve is more exaggerated than the flame. That kind of thorough s shape, the kind of thorough bulging and back. That is to say, the fox enchantress can compare with her, but the fox enchantress is the East way beauty.

Wu Mozhi is an exotic beauty. According to the style of the earth, it is a combination of Persian beauty and Eastern European beauty, and even some Middle Eastern beauty.

Therefore, she is taller than the enchantress and has longer legs.

I have to say that this exotic style is too much of a man's lethality. In particular, Wu Mo weaving is always tightly wrapped, and even the face is covered with a veil.

At this time, the half-naked, the temptation is really impossible to describe in words.

At this point, she rode on Ning Yu's body, breathing began to become heavy, began to stick out a small tongue, kiss every inch of skin on Ning Yu.

Although she knew that the most important thing to do now was to go out with Ning, and then find a best doctor to check his body. At this time, Ning Yu is unconscious, and I don’t want to have a room for a cave.

However, Wu Mozhi still could not help.

Just as Wu Mozhi has been hot and entangled in Ning Yu.

Suddenly, the rest of her body fainted and woke up.

However, Wu Mozhi has been confused and unable to find out.

only. Suddenly, she also found that her husband’s body had changed, and it began to get hot, and even the place was strong. She suddenly wandered around and sat up with her body, and she had to untie her remaining clothes.

suddenly. She saw Ning Yu’s eyes and looked at herself with ecstasy.

Wu Mo weaved a stay, and then the first time the reaction was not shy, but the surprise and fiery, directly rushed up.

"Oh, you are waking up, you wake up..."

Wu Mozhi once again opened the mouth of the aromatic hot, crazy kiss Ning Yu's face.

After kissing for half a quarter of an hour, she found that Ning Yu still stayed there. like a statue.

Then she suddenly thought that she had not apologized. This is the first time Ning Yu has seen her. Perhaps she is still angry. She has not yet been forgiven by her husband.

Even before the meeting, Wu Mozhi and Ning Yu’s last contact, she still despised scorn. Complete damage.

"Yu Jun, yes. Sorry... Weaving is wrong... As long as you forgive me, I am willing to do anything, as long as you don't drive me away, don't leave me, hit me every day, yell at me. Can..."

Wu Mo weaving and shaking.

"I, I am not dreaming..." Ning Yu opened the micro path.

This tone of speech, this natural gentle atmosphere, is exactly the same as Wu Mozhi's imagination.

"No, no. You are not dreaming..." Wu Mo hobbed his face and kissed him: "I am wrong, I am wrong, you forgive me, forgive me..."

Ning Yu’s face showed a shyness, a little unnatural: "I, I can never blame you..."

"I know, I know..." Wu Mo woven tears could not help but rushed out, said: "I know now that you are the best man in the world, the most amazing man, we will definitely be you in the future. Best best wife..."

Ning Yu suddenly became excited, and then stared at Wu Mo's beautiful face, the obsessive look, made Wu Mozhi feel a drunk. Yes, he is obsessed, not hot.

Her husband, Junning, was the first to see him. It was such a deep obsession, even obsessive with worship.

Her wildness, her mystery, and her beauty all have a fatal appeal to him.

In the past, Wu Mozhi dismissed it, but now he almost has to turn his mind.

Then, Ning Hao slammed Wu Mozhi, and trembled: "I, I want to be with you forever, but... I can't already?"

“Why?” Wu Mo woven the loud voice: “There is no one in this world, any power can separate us.”

"I am already abandoning the child." Ning said: "When I planted the soul nectar of the Oriental Ice, it was already abandoning. A long time ago, someone sent a master to kill me. Both Ning Bi and Xue Yi were killed. I joined forces with the Oriental Ice Ling to kill them all. Then, the rest of my body was broken, almost dying, hiding in the unfrozen water coffin. No, until you dig me out. Mo Zhi, how did you find me?"

"Who is going to kill you? Who sent someone to kill you?" Wu Mo woven the loud voice: "It is definitely not a mortal temple, he will not kill you."

Ning Yu’s face suddenly suffered a convulsion.

Wu Mo Zhimei shines brightly, and instantly bursts with endless anger, cold and cold: "I know who it is, Ning Wuming, you are the animal of the wolf heart and dog lungs. The husband gave you everything and made everything for you, in order to occupy me. You dare to dare my husband. I will smash you a corpse, a corpse of corpses..."

Ning Hao caressed the face of Wu Mozhi, and said: "Mo Zhi, in fact, I met Yang Dingtian."

Wu Mo weaved a glimpse and nodded: "I guess."

Ning Wei said: "On that day, he could easily accommodate me in the heavens and the earth. However, at a glance, he was recognized by Ning Bi and Xue Yi. He and the Oriental Ice Ling fell directly into my hands. On the same day, I gave the East. After the ice linging and the solitary phoenix dance planted the Soul Eater, the repair was damaged. And after several waves of killing, I know that I can't live. But the only thing I can't worry about is you, you know that I have been The evil thief has killed, it is Li Ming who gave me the evil spirit energy to resurrect me, let me use the soul and life to cultivate the soul-seeking magic. But I said with Li Ming, he can let me be polluted by evil spirits. But I can't contaminate my family, my brother, my wife."

Then, Ning Yu reveals a painful expression: "But I didn't think of it. No name, he still relies on the temple of annihilation, so that my Ning is still a Ning? Is it a prestige to rely on the temple? The final end is destined to die. I really don't want my entire Ning to become a devil. Of course, I am most worried. It is you..."

When Wu Mo was woven, his eyes were red, and his beautiful face was close to the face of Ning.

"So, I entrusted you to Yangdingtian on the same day. In exchange, I promised to tell him how to unlock the soul-seeking magic." Ning said: "I let him protect you for a lifetime, he is a straightforward swearing People, promised that they will do it."

"No, I only need your care, I only need you alone." Wu Mozhi cried and shivered: "Fu Jun, husband... There is one more thing. I didn't tell you... I dropped you after you fled, and fell into it." In the pain and sorrow, I chose to commit suicide. Then... I didn't die, because... I have evil spirits in my body!"

Ning Yu shocked, and quickly grasped the Wu Mozhi jade hand, and instantly felt the energy of evil spirits.

"I'm sorry, sorry..." Wu Mozhi seems to have done the wrong thing. Crying: "I am sorry, husband!"

Ning Yu sighed: "It's good to be alive. It's good to be alive..."

Then the two men hugged together.

After a long time, Wu Mo woven softly asked: "Fu Jun, what do we do in the future?"

Ning Wei said: "I don't kill Ning Wuming. But he can't live. He can't bring the Ning people to hell. I want to go to trade with Tiandao League. I work with them to sin for the sake of redemption. In exchange for the tranquility of the Ning people."

Wumo Weaving: "Tiandao League? Fujun. There is no Heaven Alliance now."

"What?" Ning Yu said with horror: "Is the Tiandao League already finished? The World War has already begun?"

"Tiandao League is not finished, but it is completely controlled by the evil demon." Wu Mo Weaving: "The only remaining thing in Tiandao League is Yang Dingtian and his entire western world."

"Yangdingtian? Can he represent Tiandaomeng?" Ning Shudao: "Hidden sect? Oriental icicle?"

Wu Mozhi whispered and stopped: "Yin and Yang mirror incidents, Yangdingtian fell into the shackles of the sect. The sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect. This position of the Lord was passed to the Yangdingtian, which was only Wuzun at that time. Therefore, after the Tiandao League was over, the Hidden Emperor was finished."

Ning Yu’s face is sluggish and said: “This, is this my sin? Is it part of Li Ming’s conspiracy? It is me that led to the destruction of this world.”

Wu Mozhi used his strength to hold Ning Yu and cried: "Wu Jun, you don't want this, you don't want this. As long as we are good, what do we do with this world? We are going to die in this world."

Ning Yu’s face gradually recovered, and then slammed Wu Mo Weaving: “Yes, as long as you are good, as long as you are good, I will leave nothing!”

Then, Wu Mo weaving hate the channel: "But we can't do it now. Ning Wuming knows that you are alive and will kill you. Now the whole three people are going to resurrect the demon. The evil world of the chaotic world is lurking. The forces of the people are all judged by Ning Wuming. He knows that you are alive and must do everything possible to kill you."

Ning Wei said: "You must not act rashly. In this way, I continue to hide, when I am already dead. You still live the days before, as long as we meet once a year, it is enough."

"No!" Wu Mo woven the loud voice: "I want to be with you forever, no one wants to separate us, no one wants! Ning Wuming wants to kill you, we will kill him first, we killed him! ”

Then, Wu Mo Zhimei said: "Fei Jun, I think about it. Just by the two of us, we can't kill Ning Wuming. But we can secretly cooperate with Yangdingtian. There are two big masters. We designed a trap to let Yangding kill the animal of Ning Wuming."

Then, without waiting for the opening of Ning Yu, Wu Mozhi said to himself: "Yes, what Yang Diantian wants is in the hands of our Ning people. The sunflowers and the negative chaos are turbid, these two things, Yang The top Tianzhi is inevitable. Especially in the Kwai Division, the fourth stage of the killing of the sword is in him. The negative chaos is turbid, and it can create a large array of condensed air.

"French, we must move fast, fast. Otherwise, after Zhu Qingmin has destroyed Yangdingtian, it is too late." Wumo Weaving said: "At that time, even if the Qing master destroyed the west, he took control of Zhongzhou. As long as we don’t fight for power with him, he won’t take us. On the contrary, we are still his biggest collaborator. That’s it. Set a trap and kill Ning Wuming!”

Ning Yu’s lips trembled and was about to open.

"You don't have to worry about it, I have the final say about this matter. You are so kind, others will harm you. You are so good to Ning Wuming, he wants to kill you. He will die!" This scene, as if returning to their marriage, Wu Mozhi is always strong, and Ning Yu is always a vain.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Mozhi also found himself involuntarily changing, and quickly spit out his tongue and immediately kissed Ning Yu’s mouth. He said, “I’m sorry. Sorry. I’m sorry, I’m excited and forgot. I shouldn’t be jealous of you, you are my God, you are my land, I will listen to you..."

Then, Wu Mozhi said again: "However, this kind of harmful thing, I still have the final say."

Ning Yu is silent.

Wumo Weaving: "But this way. I can't break it, otherwise I will be discovered by the evil thief of Ning Wuming. We can't get a room now. I can't help you, husband..."

Ning Yu suddenly reddened his ears and waved his hand: "No, it doesn't matter!"

"But husband, I can serve you with other methods, and it is very..." Wu Mo sings.

"No. No need..." Ning Shudao.

"Yes, must!" Wu Mo woven the big channel, one will push Ning Yu down to the ground, untie the apron, and push down the beautiful upper body. Pink tongue kissed, all the way down!

Ning Hao body, violently shuddered: "Yiangzi, Niangzi, I, my body has not recovered yet..."

"It’s all like this, and it’s said that it hasn’t recovered. It’s going to eat people...” Wu Mo woven.

......

After a long time, Wu Mozhi lifted his head from Ning Yu's arms. The whole body was soft and boneless. The jade hand gently wiped the corner of the mouth and softly said in the ear of Ning Hao: "Fu Jun, we have to set off quickly, we are going I talked with Yangdingtian, and then we went home immediately."

Ning Yu turned his face and looked at the beautiful face of Wu Mo. The watery eyes were so tempting and fascinating.

"Wu Mozhi, I will protect you for a lifetime and love you forever."

Seeing Ning Yu is so serious, even the voice has changed a bit, Wu Mozhi suddenly sneaked a smile, kissed Ning Yu's lips and said: "After that, I will sprout and become a nasty woman, you Don't blame me!"

"Ning Yu loves, that is the Wu Mozhi who hates people."

"You hate it." Wu Mo Zhi Jiao said: "A hypocritical hypocritical gentleman, when you wait for you, always said that you don't want to do it, your body is very honest, your toes are twitching."

Ning Hao suddenly hugged her, pointed at her chest, gently and forcefully kissed up, kissed for a quarter of an hour, and did not move.

"Well, after that, every inch of my body is yours, we have to set off quickly, we have to go quickly, hey, hey... let your woven baby wear a shirt, and you have to lick your mouth. It’s hard to die...” Wu Mozhi pushed Ning Yu up, spoiled and grungy, and then began to wear clothes.

After an hour.

Wu Mozhi came out from Ninglang and came out from a pavilion.

Wu Mo woven bathing, changing clothes, and then easy to dress up, completely turned into another person.

Ning Yu, it has completely become another person.

Two people still play husband and wife.

Then, follow the sky to the magic city down, after thousands of miles of chaos, enter the city of Yunxiao!

......

All the way sweet, all the way to get mad.

Two people, such as glue like paint. Especially Wu Mozhi, I can't wait to be with me at all times. I can't wait for the whole body to melt in the body of the husband.

Wu Mozhi, who is already in the top 20, is more entangled than the little girl. Every word that is said must be spoiled and must be smashed. Every word is sweet and it seems to be dripping honey.

To be crazy, she should have a comparison with Naga proud cream.

However, Naga proud cream is a child's temperament. Wu Mozhi has matured completely.

Moreover, the infatuation of Wu Mozhi along the way is sometimes very adult.

This woman, once taken the initiative, is like a flame, and the water is generally lingering.

Although I can't really break my body in order not to attract the attention of Ning Wuming.

But apart from this, almost everything has been done. The boldness of her exotic woman is unmatched by traditional girls.

In particular, her boldness, with oysters, is even more tempting.

However, she is the Queen's character after all.

So sometimes, that feeling will be very illegal.

For example, sometimes, she stared at the big watery eyes, and dripped: "French, your woven baby is hungry and hungry, you have to feed me to eat white..."

Then, I felt the hot and strange eyes of the wandering samurai on the side of the road. She turned sharply, and hoarsely said: "Look what, look at killing your family!"

Whenever this time, Ning Hao will face his face and reveal a complex expression.

......

Just like this ~lightnovelpub.net~ two days sweet and sweet, crazy.

After two days and one night, I finally reached the end of the chaotic land, in front of the big city wall where Yunxiao City stood at the border.

The speed of Yunxiao City is really fast. This big city gate that blocks the chaotic land has not been there a few days ago.

However, even if the wall is thicker and taller, it will not stop Wu Mozhi.

In the night, two people flew directly from the sky and entered the Yunxiao City territory.

After half an hour, the central castle of Yunxiao City is in front of you.

Wu Mozhi flew directly to find the Yangdingtian negotiations.

......

Note: The second is sent! Brothers, the monthly ticket sent a few! Hey!

By the way, look at the pasture of the pastry, welcome to follow my Weibo: the author's silent pastry. (To be continued.)