After an hour of turmoil, a high roar of beasts like a dragon roar suddenly came out. On this quiet night, it was a few miles away, alarming everyone in the club.

Looking at the lake again, it suddenly shot up into the void, reaching a height of more than ten meters, as if a silver dragon came out of the water. A figure appeared from the waves of the water.

Prince Qiao was floating in the void, and the waves more than ten meters high fell down, and the sound of the explosion was deafening.

However, Wang Ziqiao's figure was still hanging in the air, slowly drifting towards the lakeside, and fell lightly in front of Junko Matsuhara.

"You haven't slept?" Prince Qiao looked at Junko Matsuhara dressed in a ninja costume.

"Back to Master, Junko practices ninja kung fu every night!" Junko Matsuhara nodded and said, "Ninja, there is no specific rest time! Junko knows that the master has practiced the qigong again, it has reached the most critical time, so she came to help the master protect the Dharma.

!”

"You are intent!" Prince Qiao smiled faintly.

"Master, Junko just now seemed to see a water dragon, accompanied by the roar of a dragon. After a closer look, the dragon actually turned into the master. Could it be that the master is really the true dragon emperor from heaven?" Junko Matsuhara

His eyes were staring at Wang Ziqiao.

"You are really good at speaking, but you guessed wrong. You came just right. Please give me some advice on your Shura Quick Slash!"

After Wang Ziqiao spoke, he held the sword with one hand and turned into a sword with both hands. He turned into a sword with his sword into a knife. His body suddenly turned into a afterimage and slashed towards Junko Matsuhara.

Junko Matsuhara hurriedly raised the long sword in her hand, but Wang Ziqiao's slash turned into a phantom, and the second prince Qiao appeared on the left side of Junko Matsuhara again.

However, Junko Matsuhara's figure also turned into a afterimage and instantly moved to another direction.

Dangdang ...

After hitting three consecutive swords, the figures of the two were frozen, more than two meters apart.

"Congratulations to the master for practicing the first four swords of Shura Quick Slash!" Junko Matsuhara hurriedly bowed.

Prince Qiao smiled, "This is not enough, it's far less than what you used. You are tired, go back with me!"

"Yes, master!" Junko Matsuhara followed behind Prince Qiao silently.

After entering the room with Prince Qiao, Junko Matsuhara asked, "Master, do you need a bath? Junko helps you release water, and can also help your master rub his back!"

Prince Qiao turned around and looked at Junko Matsuhara. Her ninja costume had been taken off, and she was wearing a white flower vest. Most of the snow-cloud was exposed...

Before Prince Qiao could react, Junko Matsuhara had already walked into the bathhouse and released water for Prince Qiao.

In fact, Wang Ziqiao didn't need to take a bath at all, but he made acquiescent by nature.

A few minutes later, Junko Matsuhara shouted out: "Master, OK!"

Prince Qiao had already taken off her clothes and walked into the bathtub.

This bathhouse can be lying or sitting. Wang Ziqiao halfways inside, put his arms on the edge, and his eyes closed.

Junko Matsuhara had already picked up the bath towel and began to gently rub Wang Ziqiao's arms, behind her, and in front of her...

Her power is not too big or small, just right, just like a massage.

for a long time……

Junko Matsuhara whispered in Prince Qiao's ear: "Master, do you want Junko to take a bath with you?"

Wang Ziqiao opened his eyes and looked at Junko Matsuhara who was close to him, and suddenly realized that Junko Matsuhara had changed into a nightgown at some point.

Her beautiful eyes were shy and moving. Under the gaze of Wang Ziqiao, she stepped directly into the bathhouse. Her clothes were immediately wet and pressed against her, revealing her delicate curves.

She slowly leaned down and lay in Wang Ziqiao's arms.

Wang Ziqiao's expressionless face, and one hand gently slid across her back. Although it was through the clothes, she could still feel the delicateness and smoothness of Junko Matsuhara's skin, while the other hand was dragging her

Look at the chin carefully for a while.

Junko Matsuhara's eyes were blurred, and she looked at Wang Ziqiao as gentle as silk.

But neither of them spoke.

Prince Qiao let go of Junko Songhara's chin and directly held Junko Songhara's straight and thrust snow hill through her silky nightgown.

Junko Matsuhara's body trembled, her eyes were like water, and she looked at Wang Ziqiao gently and charmingly. Her cheeks were flushed, her mouth was slightly opened, and she exhaled like orchids. The faint fragrance pounced into Wang Ziqiao's nostrils, which was extremely intoxicating.

Junko Matsuhara was already lying on her side in Wang Ziqiao's arms. Wang Ziqiao's hand was no longer satisfied outside, but drilled into her collar, skimming the last layer of barrier, and really holding Matsuhara.

Junzi's big jade bowl.

Suddenly, the snow hill was full of elasticity. Without hiding his hands, the thing below Wang Ziqiao slowly stood up...

Junko Matsuhara pulled open the belt of her nightgown, and her figure was like a loach, and she pressed it on Wang Ziqiao's body. She felt as delicate as silk. Her skin was as crystal clear as jade, like water, without any flaws, and her whole body

It's snow-white, so people just want to swallow her as soon as possible.

"Master..." Junko Matsuhara exhaled like orchid and called softly.

Prince Qiao picked it up and left the bathhouse. With the fluctuation of mental power, he shook the water on both of them.

With his arms force, Junko Matsuhara was thrown on the bed for a long time.

He rushed up and pressed down Junko Matsuhara's petite body tightly, buried his head between the snow hills, and kissed him with all his might.

Not long after, Junko Matsuhara begged for mercy: "Master... Junko wants... well..."

Prince Qiao didn't care about it. His hands were still stroking Junko Matsuhara's whole body, especially some sensitive areas, and he received his special care.

"Master...Master...Sumko please, Junko wants...ah..." Junko Matsuhara's whole body trembled violently, and she kept murmuring: "Muko can't stand it...Woo...

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While speaking, Junko Matsuhara suddenly hugged Wang Ziqiao's back tightly, hooked Wang Ziqiao's waist with both feet, pressed down hard, and also moved his lower body towards Wang Ziqiao.

But Wang Ziqiao raised his body, looked at Junko Matsuhara, and said, "Do you think that if you give me your body, I will teach you the immortal method?"

Junko shook her head quickly, her cheeks were pink, and she whispered softly: "Master, Junko has never thought about it. Junko only wants to hand over her body and soul to you, and from then on, she will always be your slave..."

Xia Tingyu has been away for so many days and has been very strong in her blood. She has been holding back her body. Now Junko Songyuan is lying in front of him, which makes him unable to control it for a long time, and there is also the idea of ​​completely conquering Junko Songyuan in her bones.

He grabbed Junko Matsuhara's waist and the straight thing stabbed in without any affection.

"ah……"

Junko Matsuhara raised her head and screamed, but she didn't dare to scream too loudly. She pursed her lips tightly, and her hands suddenly grabbed the sheets on both sides of her body. The tips of her eyebrows trembled slightly, and her whole body trembled even more violently.

Wang Ziqiao also felt that this was the first time that Junko Matsuhara, it seemed that it was really a very narrow place. After entering, it was tightly wrapped, with some blood vaguely.
Chapter completed!