The humiliation was complete.
Xia Ling did not intend to let him go.
She curved her lips and walked up to Xuan Lin. Her Bright moon-like eyes curved into a smile as she pulled at Xuan Lin's ankle with one hand. Her slender and weak fingers wrapped around his ankle and moved up to touch his knees The two fingers were placed together as if they were walking... ...
"humiliation? " She gently held his tightly shut thin lips.
She took off her robe. Her Red Lips were red without being touched. The way she gently pressed on Xuan Lin's body, her seductive gaze did not look like that of a female cultivator. Instead, it was like that of a lawless demon. It was demonic and unbridled.
She bit down on Xuan Lin's thin lips, causing them to bleed. However, her angry eyes stared at Xia Ling, still in an angry and unyielding manner.
"Oh, little disciple, you really don't mean what you say. "
Xia Ling nudged him, causing Xuan Lin's body to twitch slightly. That slightly cold touch stirred up the fire in his body, but he could not move.
"Bah! DEMONESS! " A mouthful of blood-soaked Saliva was dispelled by Xia Ling before it could even touch Xia Ling.
"demoness? What a joke? It's just that her skills are inferior to others, but her strength is inferior to mine. "
Ru Lan's breath was beside Xuan Lin's ear. She gently bit the tip of Xuan Lin's ear. "little disciple, if you had the strength, then wouldn't you be the one forcefully suppressing master now? Would master say no? HMM? "
The "Hmm" word was a thousand twists and turns. Her gentle and long tone seemed to be deliberately teasing Xuan Lin.
Xuan Lin's body was more honest than his mouth. Xia Ling played with it, neither too fast nor too slow.
However, waves of numbness rushed to his heart. Compared to this numbness, the humiliation of a woman was like a sharp knife stabbing fiercely into his heart, stirring it bloody.
"remember this feeling, little disciple. I'm tired of playing with you just once. "
Xia Ling lowered her head and kissed his Adam's Apple.
...
Humiliating and controlling, Xia Ling covered Xuan Lin's body and took away his primordial Yang.
Similarly, the Primordial Yin of a late-stage nascent soul female cultivator was also extremely beneficial for dual cultivation with her.
Xuan Lin's body aura surged. Afraid that he would go crazy, Xia Ling simply took the cultivation that she had rushed into his body and kneaded it into a ball of spirit Qi the size of an egg, placing it around his Dantian.
A moment of lust.
Xuan Lin could not move. With Xia Ling's nascent soul stage physical strength, if she had not taken Xuan Lin's body into consideration, she would have beaten him to a pulp.
However, she rarely played with Xuan Lin.
Xia Ling let go of the restraint on Xuan Lin.
She pretended to be exhausted and released a weak spot in the enchantment.
At dawn, Xuan Lin finally recovered from the complete joy and humiliation. For A man, having his body forcefully broken was equivalent to him being raped.
Xuan Lin was in extreme pain.
He adored Xia Xia Xia and hated the old witch. However, although this witch had helped him out of the demonic cave in the Imperial Palace, she had always coveted his body.
Kill her Kill her when she was not prepared!
Xuan Lin stood up and summoned the magic weapon that Xia Ling had given him today from his dry Kun bag.
This magic weapon was a Cloud Mountain Sword. It had a cold light and looked extraordinary.
"Remember, little disciple, my name is Duan Xi. Don't hate the wrong person. I'm waiting for you to cultivate to kill me. "
Suddenly thinking of the Woman's cunning and changeable style, Xuan Lin's heart trembled. He did not dare to stay in the room for long.
If this was his only chance, if he could not seize it and kill her, then he would not be able to escape from her clutches for the rest of his life.
Duan Xi!
He would remember this hatred firmly.