Mo Lingxuan could feel that Xian'er's delicate body was very cold, but also tender and smooth like a water snake, as if a careless person would slip away.

Confronting his eyes was Murong Xian'er's tender and beautiful eyes, which contained endless charm and a hint of charm.

The lips in the mouth were as warm as water and as sweet as honey. Mo Lingxuan only felt that the slightly sweet and heavy scented breeze that was blowing towards Xian'er.

After a long time, my lips separated.

Xian'er's beautiful fairy-like cheeks were already flushed. Looking at Mo Lingxuan's somewhat surprised expression, she shouted coquettishly: "Master..."

"Xian'er...what's wrong with you?"

Looking at the wonderful man in his arms, Mo Lingxuan was a little confused, why did Xian'er suddenly kiss him?

"Master...Didn't the master say that Xian'er is your person?"

Murong Xian'er's soft voice was very light, and she even buried her entire cheeks in Mo Lingxuan's chest.

Mo Lingxuan nodded, "Yes", and seeing that he still had some doubts, Murong Xian'er couldn't help but say a little angrily: "Master...you are so stupid~"

When Mo Lingxuan risked his life to save her, and launched a million-mile pursuit of those who tried to bully her, Murong Xian'er had already made up her mind to follow Mo Lingxuan.

No matter what the bonds are in the past life, he is also a man worthy of his efforts in this life.

Last time, Mo Lingxuan asked, but she was not ready.

But this time, she was ready...

"What does it mean..."

Mo Lingxuan frowned and responded, but before he could finish his speech, he found that he was pushed onto the soft flowers and plants in the courtyard by Xian'er.

Not only that, she also leaned on her body and pressed tightly on Mo Lingxuan...

"Huh..."

A lightly removing Luo Shang sounded in Mo Lingxuan's ears. The next moment he saw that Xian'er's clothes had fallen, leaving only a layer of light and thin clothes that blocked the key parts...

And the body with the most perfect curves on my body, under the moonlight, whether it is the towering place or the indescribable beauty, looks so white and holy.

After untiing the hairpin from the three thousand black hairs again, Murong Xian'er's long ice blue hair was dissipated, which instantly added a trace of temptation and charm to her.

"Xian'er, are you ready..."

Mo Lingxuan's breathing suddenly became hot. Xian'er was so perfect that he would be moved.

But seeing Murong Xian'er once again looked at Mo Lingxuan below, and said angrily: "Idiot."

Really, it's all this time, and I asked her a woman like this...

"Let's go to the room?"

Mo Lingxuan raised his eyebrows slightly and asked.

However, Xian'er bent down, put her lips against Mo Lingxuan's ear, and bit her red lips and said, "No, no one here will know."

"good…"

After obtaining Xian'er's confirmation, Mo Lingxuan also responded.

"Hiss..."

And just as Mo Lingxuan's word "good" fell, the sound of clothes being torn apart in this quiet moonlit night sounded.

Accompanied by a low roar, Xian'er exclaimed, and was instantly turned over and suppressed by Mo Lingxuan.

At this moment, Mo Lingxuan did not suppress the pain in his heart, and directly tore the only clothes left on Xian'er.

A pair of big hands clinging to the towering place made Xian'er feel as if she was electrocuted. She wanted to speak, but she just turned into those seductive and charming whispers...

Faced with Mo Lingxuan's domineering request, Xian'er was like a well-behaved kitten, letting you pick a drama.

The moonlit night is still so quiet, but occasionally there will be a rustling sound of the breeze blowing the leaves.

Although there is no more words in Wangxuan Tower, it is full of spring.

The two bodies were wrapped around the sky as the quilt and the ground as the bed, and the sound of gasping became stronger and stronger, and their skins were tightly attached, as if they were integrated.

Mo Lingxuan's hands gently stroked every beautiful and smooth skin of Xian'er, making her feel numb.

With a soft whisper, Xian'er's whole body was trembling slightly.

At this moment, Murong Xian'er felt that her heart was taken all and she truly integrated with Mo Lingxuan.

She closed her beautiful eyes and was completely immersed in the man's domineeringness and tenderness...

That night, I didn’t know the taste of meat in March, and the love was deep, so it was naturally extremely wonderful.

After a long time, Xian'er suddenly opened her beautiful eyes, and there was a hint of uncontrollable joy on her beautiful cheeks.

Looking at Mo Lingxuan who was still 'conquering' on him, he spoke softly: "Master... Why do I feel that my cultivation level has suddenly improved to a small level, and reached the middle stage of Tiangang?"

Murong Xian'er's words made Mo Lingxuan stop for the time being, but he still hugged her tightly and explained softly: "The Ancient Emperor Demon Art also has the effect of dual cultivation. As a demon servant, practicing with his master can achieve twice the result with half the effort."

"By the way, I will teach you the Bingji Sword Technique. Bingji Sword is also your sword. After that, I will return it to you. With the help of Bingji Sword, even the ordinary middle-level strong people in Nirvana Realm should not do anything to you."

After saying that, Mo Lingxuan wanted to point out his hand and point it at Murong Xian'er's eyebrows, preparing to teach her the Bingji Sword Technique.

However, the next moment, I heard her slightly shy voice: "Wait..."

"What's wrong?"

Mo Lingxuan was confused.

This time, Xian'er really looked at him with resentment. Her beautiful cheeks were already flushed. Mo Lingxuan only heard her thin voice as if it was mosquito-mouthed and whispered again: "Master...Master...You have to come out first, otherwise... Xian'er can't concentrate..."

When saying this, Xian'er was so embarrassed that she wanted to bury her entire pretty face. Why did that idiot... react half a beat slower in this regard?

If she doesn't come out first, how can she concentrate on accepting the Bingji Sword Art?

"Too…"

Mo Lingxuan nodded slightly. Even though he had some reminiscence, he no longer nostalgia. Anyway, Xian'er is his woman.

After putting on a black robe for Xian'er and himself again, Mo Lingxuan then stretched out his finger to teach her the huge sword technique.

At the same time, Mo Lingxuan summoned the Bingji Sword. After realizing Mo Lingxuan's meaning, it immediately became extremely cheering and kept flying beside Murong Xian'er, just like a child seeing his mother.

"It's as familiar to you as you face your master..."

Xian'er stretched out her jade hand and stroked the cold sword body, feeling a lot of emotion.

It seems that my previous life experience may be very exciting.

"Hold it tightly, I'll refine the fit for you again."

Mo Lingxuan's voice sounded again, and Murong Xian'er no longer hesitated and held the hilt of the Bingji Sword in her hand.

Immediately, Mo Lingxuan's huge spiritual consciousness instantly brought Xian'er into the sword spirit's consciousness space.
Chapter completed!