You ask me how deeply I love you, the moon represents my heart.

The night is so beautiful tonight.

The moon is bright and clear, and the moon is round and round.

The full moon fills the sky, and he fills her.

The sun rises and the moon sets.

He raised her high, and her two moon petals fell heavily.

There was no burning fire between the two of them, but their lingering love was ignited and spread like a prairie fire, overwhelming the sky and the earth.

Memories of the past came rushing back, causing water to overflow in Linlang Qiushui's long eyes. Her love was so deep that she shed tears.

Zhao Wujiang kissed her face gently and said the most touching words of love.

Most lovers in the world love each other so much that they can hardly express their love, but Zhao Wujiang and Linlang love each other so much that their hearts can open.

Linlang's waist is swaying, the two of them are sitting opposite each other, breathing softly and slowly, humming with lust.

The love was strengthened by the love, Linlang panted tenderly, her charming eyes filled with spring water, and called her husband.

Zhao Wujiang responded with a smile and replied to his wife.

The words "lady" made a heavy rain fall in Linlang's heart, soaking her mind and making her delicate body limp and soft.

Her eyes were full of mist, and she stared blankly at Zhao Wujiang's face.

She wished that time could stop at this moment, and that the two of them could be connected like this forever.

She held Zhao Wujiang's face and kissed him deeply.

A kiss sealed the deal, she moaned softly, and her delicate body rose and fell gently.

There is an unparalleled charm in the inhalation and exhalation, and the feeling of emptiness and numbness is unbearable.

The love between a man and a woman is not about expressing lust but about courtship.

Linlang's eyes were blurred, not wetted by the sea of ​​desire, but filled with passion.

The desire between her and Zhao Wujiang can only be reduced to a vassal of love.

Zhao Wujiang also showed pity and pity for women. He did not attack as fiercely as before, or beat the drums with a magic hammer, but instead used soft skills and hard skills, slowly twisting and picking again.

Until the passion between the two of them increased again, Linlang exhaled like a blue breath, leaned over her ear, rubbing her temples together, her voice was soft and teasing, but also had a hint of queen-like majesty:

"Give me."

As soon as the words fell, the two of them changed positions.

The next moment, the crashing waves on the cliff bank outside the house could not make the sound of the sudden rain inside the house, causing the pear blossoms to tremble wildly.

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Lin Xiaoke waited quietly beside the clan elders, listening to the clan elders and Qilin Demon Lord talking or reminiscing about the long past.

She didn't understand why the elders of the Mingming tribe and the Qilin Demon Lord were from different eras, so they could talk about many long-lasting matters in a very congenial manner, as if they had lived in the same era.

The clan elders asked Qilin Demon Lord many things about the past. The span of time has reached thousands of years, often four to five thousand years, or even tens of thousands of years.

Lin Xiaoke listened carefully. She was the only junior present.

Finally, when the clan elders asked about the situation of Qilin Demon Lord's Demon Locking Tower, the atmosphere seemed to have become a little different.

The clan elders asked her to go out.

Although she wanted to hear the story of the Demon Locking Tower, she could only bow and leave.

After leaving the ancestral hall and looking at the bright moon hanging high in the sky, Lin Xiaoke thought of her clan sister Linlang. She wondered where Linlang was now. Whether she was happy alone after receiving the amnesty or reflecting at home alone.

She decided to go and have a look.

She first came to Linlang's residence and found that Linlang was not at home.

She then looked around, a little worried, afraid that Linlang would not be able to figure it out for a while, and some of the clan elders had a grudge, so she took Shui Ling Haiyue at night and left the Qingqiu Fox Clan.

She went to the place where Linlang might go within the Qingqiu Fox Clan, and then went to the temporary residence of the disciples of the Divine Demon Sect.

She arrived at Wu Jiang's residence, glanced at Wu Jiang who was looking up at the bright moon, sighed, and did not bother him.

Lin Xiaoke's body flew past and went to other places.

She was wondering, where did Linlang go?

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She went to the clouds.

She went to the depths of the sea of ​​flowers.

She went.

He did not pull away and gently smoothed Linlang's green hair, which was moistened by dripping fragrant sweat. Linlang's charming eyes were like silk, her slender hands hooked his neck, and she called her husband softly.

Linlang's tone was somewhat resentful and apologetic.
Chapter completed!