Ling Qingyu's consciousness suddenly relaxed, and then he felt that his body was close to Yan Qi's back, and his lower body was connected by a soft stick. He cursed in his heart and quickly retreated.

While Ling Qingyu (shadow) was still there, he had already thrust forward a few times from behind Yan Qi. Although it was tearing pain, Yan Qi felt a strange pleasure welling up from deep inside his body, and the little brother below also Growing rapidly, just as pain began to transform into pleasure, Ling Qingyu's body relaxed behind him and retreated.

The fluorescence in the room has disappeared, and a faint sunlight leaks from the cracks in the stone. A door has been opened on the stone wall, and soft light comes from inside.

Depend on! Seeing Ling Qingyu blushing and retreating, Yan Qi also cursed in his heart, you dead ghost, is this enough? Would you rather do it longer? He ran away after only a few moments? !

As soon as the stone door opened, the vines that bound Ying Jiu were also untied. Ying Jiu's face, which fell to the ground, was even redder than the two people below. Seeing such an exciting scene, Ying Jiu's young heart almost jumped out of his chest. Is there any chest cavity?

Ling Qingyu, the thickest-skinned classmate, was the first to regain his composure. He remembered that the ghost said there were clothes in the treasure, and hurriedly turned around and headed there.

Inside is a very splendid stone chamber, with all kinds of gold and silver treasures piled all over the floor, surrounded by luminous pearls, and a box placed on a stone platform in the middle.

Ling Qingyu took a look, but didn't see anything that looked like clothes at all. He secretly cursed that the ghost was indeed a liar, and walked to the stone platform, ready to open the box.

Wait, there's an agency. Yan Qi grabbed her hand. Both of them were naked at this time. Such a touch made Yan Qi's body suddenly feel hot.

Suppressing his own strangeness, Yan Qi used the tip of his sword to open the box.

Nothing happened. There was a roll of silk lying quietly in the box, with three simple characters written on it: Yue Nv Sword.

Yue Nu Sword Manual! Yan Qi said in surprise. It turned out that this sword manual was collected here by his ancestors and was known as the best swordsmanship in the world.

Ling Qingyu is not interested in this, she is looking for clothes! Looking back, I saw that there seemed to be a small hole behind the pile of gold. I ran over and saw a small hole in the stone wall. There was also a faint soft light coming from the entrance of the hole. I bent down and walked through it. Climbed into the hole.

The inside is a very small cave, which is different from the outside. It gives people a very ancient and vicissitudes of feeling. The cave seems to have been carved out directly with a knife. There are many carvings on the surrounding stone walls. There are small concave and convex holes, a night pearl is placed in one hole, and many bamboo slips and silk scrolls are placed in other holes.

Picking up a roll of silk, he unfolded it with the light of the night pearl. The words written on it were all in ancient style, with only a few words. Ling Qingyu guessed that this was the place where descendants of the Mohist family practiced cultivation. , in troubled times, these two descendants decided to go out to save people. These various secrets passed down by the Mohist family are left here for those who are destined. The last line of small words says: My friend Tongwu, if you are destined, the following Goodbye.

Ling Qingyu was slightly startled. It seemed that this was the place where the Mohist disciples lived more than 2,000 years ago. The Qian family accidentally found this place and used the mechanism here. It was only because of Tongwu that they placed the treasure here. But I didn’t dare to come and get it again.

Compared with the gold and silver treasures outside, these Mohist classics here are truly priceless treasures. Tongwu has been staying here for two thousand years. His loved ones have been reincarnated so many times, but he still stays here stupidly. That Ghost.

Master? Yan Qi also crawled in through the small hole. Seeing her sad look, he called out unconsciously.

Touching the tears from the corner of his eyes, Ling Qingyu said: Take these out, this will be a real treasure.

There are dozens of volumes of Mohist classics, all of which are in ancient Chinese characters. Ling Qingyu doesn't recognize many of them. He probably needs to show these to Zhu Weili and Han Xing. After putting the classics away carefully, Ling Qingyu touched his arms. Then I went to dig through those boxes, it was so cold! As if Tongwu was still inside her body, the coldness emanating from her bones made her teeth chatter slightly.

There are many treasures here, including all kinds of jades, bowls, cups, bottles, seals and decorations, among which there are jade carvings of the finest mutton-fat white jade, gold bowls, silver chopsticks, and all kinds of jewelry.

Although she was anxious, Ling Qingyu was still very careful when taking those things out of the box. After all, these were all antiques, and just one item would cost a lot of money. Although she wanted clothes, she was not willing to waste these treasures.

The light of Ye Mingzhu was very soft, but it made Ling Qingyu's gradually turning blue skin color more and more prominent. The redness on Ying Jiu's face receded, and he looked at Yan Qi with a questioning look.

What are you looking for? Yan Qi also squatted down and held her hand and asked. The coldness in her hand made him frown suddenly.

It's so cold. I want to see if I have any clothes. Ling Qingyu's teeth began to chatter as he spoke.

Yan Qi put down the thing in her hand, and then hugged her, their bodies were close to each other, and the coldness on her skin was like ice, making his body tremble.

The body behind him was warm, and Ling Qingyu leaned back unconsciously, wanting to absorb more heat, but the remaining reason in his heart reminded him that the two of them were now facing each other, and after what happened before , it’s impossible to say that Yan Qi’s thoughts are unknown. Before, it could be said that he was controlled by the dead ghost, and everything could be changed, but now...

Unable to let Ling Qingyu hesitate, Yan Qi picked her up, walked to the stone room outside, gathered all the vines on the ground and spread them on the ground, and put Ling Qingyu on top.

What's wrong with the master? Ying Jiu cut off the vines on the stone wall and gathered them together, and couldn't help but ask.

Ling Qingyu's face had completely turned blue-white, and he could no longer bite his teeth. He made a creaking and trembling sound. He curled up into a ball and couldn't help the trembling. The skin color on his body gradually turned blue-white, and then slowly surfaced. A thin layer like ice mist.

The sunlight projected in was not very strong, maybe it was still early morning, but Ling Qingyu looked like she couldn't hold on any longer. It must have been caused by the ghost entering her body so many days in advance.

Nine, you said earlier that you would be eaten by the boss, are you serious? Yan Qi put her fingers into Ling Qingyu's mouth to prevent her from biting him and asked.

Seriously! Ying Jiu responded, and slashed his wrist with the sword in his hand.

What are you doing? Yan Qi flicked his sword away and shouted.

Don't you want to drink blood and eat meat? Ying Jiu asked doubtfully. The master is resurrecting the soul through the corpse, so the soul must have been forced away by the dead ghost just now, so it is like this now. Then can it be done by just giving new flesh and blood?

She doesn't need that thing! You also believe what the dead ghost said! Forget it, you see what I do. The reason is that there is really no time. After Yan Qi finished speaking, he possessed Ling Qingyu and kissed Ling Qingyu's lips.

The warm body covered him, and there was warmth in his mouth. Ling Qingyu subconsciously stepped forward. It was too cold, too cold.

Yan Qi reached down and touched her body. It was dry and cold, but there was no time to moisten it at this time. Yan Qi withdrew her lips and tongue and whispered: Be patient, it will be fine soon. .

The warm lips and tongue left, and Ling Qingyu snorted unconsciously, then raised his head and chased after the lips and tongue. After catching it, he pushed it away with the tip of his cold tongue and then pushed in, constantly asking for the warmth.

Yan Qi kissed back, constantly chasing the small tip of his tongue. The little brother under him had actually been in a half-rising state, and at this time he was completely hard and ready to go.

Pulling Ling Qingyu's body apart and spreading her legs, Yan Qi kissed her while pushing his brother in. It was tight and icy inside, making the way forward very difficult. Yan Qi slowly pushed forward, letting his brother's head rub against the entrance, getting a little warm and pushing forward little by little, fearing that it would hurt the place.

This process was very tiring. Yan Qi's breath became stronger and stronger, and the little brother below opened wider. The entrance finally began to relax. Yan Qi pushed hard and sent his brother in. The coolness inside made him uncomfortable. I felt a shiver, and then let out a low **** from the tight contraction inside.

Yan Qi didn't control his vagina, pumped it twice, then pushed it inside and ejaculated.

When something came in from below, Ling Qingyu let go of her lips and tongue that were starting to become cold due to her own sucking, and hugged the warm body tightly. She felt that something very warm had entered below, and she couldn't help but shrink hard. After sucking it for a while, she felt a hot spurt of heat coming out from there. The hot heat flow slowly warmed the surroundings along the inside of her lower abdomen, making her tighten her lower abdomen unconsciously, wanting to inhale more of the warmth.

That kind of contraction was more intense than the previous passive stimulation. The person below him hugged his body tightly, his legs were wrapped around his waist, and they were constantly rubbing, and the inside was even tighter. The contraction that was stronger than a period of time left his stimulated mind blank. The little brother who had just finished ejaculating continued to fight with his head held high without waiting for a rest.

Every time the scorching heat shoots in, the body becomes a little warmer, and then a very comfortable airflow spreads along the body, restoring some vitality to the cold and stiff body. Ling Qingyu unconsciously tightens around her body. In the body that was gradually cooling down, all reason and consciousness had been blurred and disappeared. I could only instinctively pursue the warmth and vitality, murmuring: More, more.

Give it all to you, give it all to you, it will be fine, don't be afraid. Kissing the murmuring lips, eyes, and eyebrows, Yan Qi quickened his speed, and the heat and anger in his body were pouring out again and again. After being evacuated, the body of the woman beneath him was still cold and her skin color had not returned to normal. After another discharge, the little brother could no longer get hard.

Without the warmth, there was an emptiness down there. Ling Qingyu twisted his body unconsciously and looked at the man in front of him with confusion, who was too weak to get up.

Yan Qi reached down to play with her little brother, while whispering in her ear: It'll be fine soon, just fine...

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