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Chapter 51 The Holy Devil's Thought

Xue Mu's fingers were already stretched between her legs without hesitation.

He was tied into a large shape, and there was no room for resistance. Zhu Chenyao had no desire to resist, and closed his eyes and let him play with it.

She knew that Xue Mu was not wrong at all. She was a prisoner and could never expect Qingqing to go back in vain. He wanted him, which was at his fingertips.

Then why struggle?

I just hope that he can keep his promise, let himself go afterwards, and no longer publicize it. If this is true, it will be a great blessing in disgrace.

The Qixuan Valley's martial arts are upright, and there is no strange restriction like their demon witches who cannot break their body... It doesn't matter...

His magic hand was teasing, as if there was endless magic power, which made people tremble all over. Without the resistance, Zhu Chenyao quickly felt the unparalleled pleasure rushing all over his body, and his delicate body couldn't help but twist, and the place was already full of immortal water.

Xue Mu suddenly stopped his hand, put his wet fingers in front of her, and smiled slightly: "The saint on the surface is actually more erratic than the Hehuan Sect..."

A strong sense of shame came, and Zhu Chenyao angrily opened her eyes: "You..."

Before he finished speaking, Xue Mu interrupted as if nothing had happened: "With the girl's ambition, I must hope to be a master of the original teachings? I want to make contributions because of this? If I say... I can help you achieve your goals, what do you think?"

Zhu Chenyao's anger was dispelled instantly, and she was as stupid as a wooden chicken.

She never thought in her life that there would be such a monster that could peel off your heart naked, hold it in her hand, play with it and applaud, let it go up and let it go down.

It made her even lose her last shame, anger and reserve. Looking at his wet fingers, she didn't even know what she was feeling.

Who is Xue Mu? A story made a prostitute famous in Jinghua. I just heard a few words saying who would be praised as a Qinxian. He said that he could help him achieve his goals was really convincing, at least he had a precedent for success.

Even if you can't help yourself as a master's master, at least the goal pursued by everyone is really not difficult for him.

Why put forward such conditions?

He can already play with himself at will, why do he still do this?

Xue Mu smiled and sent his finger to her lips, and his whisper was like a devil's temptation: "If you think we can make this deal... then stick out your little tongue and lick it..."

Zhu Chenyao looked at him blankly, then at the finger... There was a sentence in his heart that echoed repeatedly: As long as you listen to him, you can not only become the focus of everyone's eyes, but also realize your wish and become the direct descendant of Qixuan Valley.

Anyway, I'm going to lose my virginity... What's wrong with licking it?

I don’t know how long she stayed, but she finally slowly opened her cherry lips and stuck out her tongue.

Meng Lan sighed and unbuttoned the rope that tied her. Zhu Chenyao seemed to have lost all her strength, and she softened her whole body, kneeled in front of Xue Mu, gasping violently.

Xue Mu threw her lost sword in front of her: "Go, kill those three companions, that is your letter of confession."

Zhu Chenyao gasped, looking at her sword in disarray. She could pick it up and stab Xue Mu at any time, but for some reason, she never had the idea of ​​this.

As she watched, she slowly reached out and held the hilt of the sword. She walked slowly towards the three companions, and walked towards the abyss step by step.

Standing in front of his companion, Zhu Chenyao was trembling all over, his eyes were scattered without focal length. Xue Mu's voice came faintly behind him: "Not only will I praise you, but I also promise not to touch you, and you can leave intact tonight."

Zhu Chenyao gritted his teeth and the sword came out.

With three screams, the white clothes were bleeding.

Xue Qingqiu, who was by the table, closed the draft and sighed softly: "The six desires arise from the heart, and the holy demon is in a thought... Xiahou Di blamed Xiao Ye, how unfair."

Zhu Chenyao trembled his hands, blood dripped down the sword body, staring at the corpse on the ground in a daze.

If these three swords go down, there is no way back. Is this... falling into a demon?

Xue Mu looked at her trembling back silently and sighed. He found that his thinking pattern was gradually getting closer and closer to this demon sect in another world. It would be fine to play with people's hearts. If he was in modern times, he would definitely not be able to do this murderous thing, but it would be very natural to do it here. Perhaps it was to follow the local customs, or perhaps it was assimilation? He didn't know.

I only knew that this girl came to the door and made him uncontrollably intend to insert a nail into the righteous sect. This girl’s identity is simply too suitable. If she could conquer her, she would benefit her from the overall situation. She was not a matter of low-level lust and thoughts to play with her.

But to put the reason out of the blue, it is still a bit inconsistent to do such things. The environment can really change a person, especially in this place where the moral law is so fragile, when you have a certain power... Xue Mu is really not sure what he will become in the future. In a moment of thought, the holy demon? Xue Mu pursed his lips, and this incident also brought him a great warning.

At this time, Xue Qingqiu sighed quietly: "Xue Mu..."

Xue Mu was silently thinking about his own changes, and turned around in surprise when he heard this: "What's wrong?"

Xue Qingqiu sighed: "You are so fucking and showing your strength, aren't you really afraid that I will be suspicious?"

Sure enough, in their minds, they would not think that you did something wrong, but instead they thought that you were too powerful and became afraid. Xue Mu shook his head: "You are my sister, and you must hide your weakness in front of you? If a person lives in the world, if there is no trustworthy person, then what is the point of being a human being?"

A glimmer of light flashed in Xue Qingqiu's eyes. After a long silence, he finally said: "I feel something about today's affairs and I want to stay in seclusion for a day. You are fully responsible for the matters in the capital."

Xue Mu was stunned: "Today, the assassin of Fengbolou said he was coming to apologize. If you are not here..."

Xue Qingqiu threw something: "Hold it."

Xue Mu fished it over and saw a round stone, with a gentle light turning, like the quiet moonlight, beautiful.

A look of shock flashed in Meng Lan's eyes.

"This is the proof of the Huiyue God Stone, the sect leader of this sect. Even if the Cave Void assassination is assassinated, the light of the divine stone can block you. If there is a night on the side, the Fengbo Tower will not move you." Xue Qingqiu stood up and walked out: "From today, you are the chief supervisor of the inside and outside of the Xingyue Sect. If I die unexpectedly, please help Xiaochan succeed to the throne. I believe you will."

Seeing Xue Qingqiu disappear outside the door, Meng Lan put away her heart and was shocked. Yingying bowed: "Meng Lan meets the chief executive."

Zhu Chenyao walked over weakly, slowly knelt down beside Meng Lan, and leaned down: "Chenyao... pays homage to the chief executive."

They seemed to think that the chief manager was very tall... Xue Mu also knew that the chief manager was very tall, but why did he always feel like Yang Lianting, and he was in a state of irritation. The excitement of being completely entrusted with heavy responsibilities to control the power was so much that he was washed away.

But it is not the time to think about this now, Zhu Chenyao still needs to continue training.

He put away the stone and smiled: "Get up Meng Lan. Chen Yao... As a member of Qixuan Valley, why are you a member of the Grand Chief?"

Zhu Chenyao whispered: "Don't make fun of Chen Yao, the chief manager... Chen Yao is now just the chief manager."

"Is that right?" Xue Mu smiled and said, "Then take off my clothes and let me see."

Zhu Chenyao did not ask him why he had promised not to touch himself, but instead unbuttoned his belt silently. His clothes were scattered, revealing his white jade-like shoulders. Under the cover of his bellyband, the plump and snow-white mountains were clearly visible.

Seeing that she was about to continue taking off, Xue Mu tasted: "Are you afraid that I really want your body?"

Zhu Chenyao shook her head slowly. Since she swung her sword to kill someone, she knew that she had no choice but to cooperate no matter what he wanted to do.

In fact, she had long since no courage to resist him. This man with only a qi-haired cultivation level was even more terrifying than Xue Qingqiu in her eyes.

Xue Mu sighed: "I will not touch you if I say that, I will keep my promise. Come here."

Zhu Chenyao walked over, Xue Mu leaned over and stretched out her hand, lifted her chin. Zhu Chenyao pursed her lips and looked up in cooperation for him to observe.

"I'm really a beauty." Xue Mu exclaimed: "At this time, the inviolable smell between his eyebrows still appeared... It was indeed a good foundation that could be sought after by everyone."

Not only did she have that kind of smell between her eyebrows, but now she has clearly surrendered, and she can't seem to be proactive in serving her, and she acts very bleak. This is a childhood education, and her temperament is naturally there. It will take some time to train her to become a slut in bed. Xue Mu doesn't want her to change so obviously, at least it's not the time now.

Meng Lan said from the side: "The manager really wants to praise her?"

Xue Mu smiled and said, "Don't call the boss, you'll still call the young master nice."

Meng Lan smiled with a pursed lips: "Young Master."

"I keep my word and I have to convince people." Xue Mu looked up and thought for a while: "I not only want to praise her, but also to praise her. One day it would be best if I could be the Lord of Qixuan Valley..."

A light suddenly appeared in Zhu Chenyao's eyes, and his originally dark expression suddenly became bright.
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