A scar suddenly appeared on the slender legs as smooth and delicate as jade, and blood rushed out one after another, dyeing the fair and snowy skin red, looking shocking.

Unexpectedly, she could still be injured under her nose. Fei Liuhuo looked ugly, and he was both angry and distressed. He stroked her hair with his fingers, and blamed himself: "Blame me. Does Mo'er hurt so much? Come on."

A beautifully shaped, slender and white finger was handed to her lips.

"It's okay, it's me who was accidentally, how could I blame you?" Bai Mo's face turned slightly pale and shook his head to refuse.

Although she sometimes wishes to eat someone's meat and drink someone's blood, she can't bite her at this time.

"I remember, it seems that Mo'er prefers another way."

Another way-

She also refused!

"No..." Yes.

Resistance is of course ineffective.

In Bai Mo's incredible gaze, Fei Liuhuo raised her jaw and lowered her head.

Huayan's cool lips directly hit her, and the blood with the faint fragrance of lotus flowed into her mouth.

The wounds on the thighs heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the pain gradually eases until it disappears.

And the aura of the two men changed from coolness to hotness.

"Let me see if you're OK..." Fei Liuhuo lifted the hem of her clothes that was cut and torn and half-covered. Her slender fingers with very beautiful joints gently pushed away the condensed dry blood clots, revealing the scarless skin.

At the beginning, there was no desire or thought, and it changed its taste at some point.

The fingers slid upwards all the way up to the inner side of the thighs, and ambiguously flirted.

"Fei Liuhuo, you're enough!" Bai Mo grabbed someone's hand that was making trouble in shame.

Can't this person be more restrained?

She was obviously a pure love b before, but after she drove a meaty person, she always thought about driving. Her quiet and outspoken character instantly collapsed into a beast. Her heart was so tired ╮(╯▽╰)╭

Bai Mo retreated from his arms, Fei Liuhuo looked at the empty arms and sighed.

When he looked up again, he saw half a bunch of ink-haired silk on his slender waist, a charming girl in a wide robe bent down to pick up the sword that scratched her just now. Her sleeves that were too wide slid down at the bend of the elbow, revealing a piece of seductive jade arm.

Bai Mo raised the sword and looked at it carefully. The black sword body was complex and the five words were engraved on the hilt.

She touched her fingers, and then looked closer again, finally saw the engravings clearly, muttering and murmured: "...Xi Jue gave Linlang?"

Bai Mo couldn't help but change his face.

...Linlang.

Those sporadic fragments turned into floating lights and shadows and rushed into my mind.

Xijue.

Linlang.

...Who is Linlang?

Who is it! Who is it! Who is it!

Why does she feel that the name is so familiar but has no memory?

She covered her head, which was about to explode, staggered back, her face pale as snow paper.

Holding the sword's hand, the knuckles turned blue and white.

A low voice of sorrow and lightness: "Why is Xijue..."

"Mo'er!"

Fei Liuhuo took her backwards into her arms. She lowered her head and found that her face was pale, her eyes were closed, as if she was falling into a nightmare, her eyebrows were slightly frowning, and her whole body was even cold and had no warmth.

Fei Liuhuo kept calling her name in his ear, and kept inputting spiritual energy into her body.

When his patience was about to disappear, and a trace of irritable murderous intent suddenly appeared in his heart, Bai Mo slowly woke up and met his beautiful eyes with bloodthirsty and dark red eyes floating on his pupils.

"Mo'er, how are you?" He held her shoulder with a little force, as if... scared?

"It's okay." She forced a smile.

But the eyes were mixed with the inexploratory night.

Those dust-sealed things are like Pandora's box of evil temptation...

What happens if it is turned on?

She is looking forward to it-
Chapter completed!