The cannon fodder of Quick Travel got what he wanted

Yuetang was so angry that she changed from circling to poking, trying to make him feel pain.

His chest was as hard as a stone, but it actually hurt when he poked his fingers.

"Also, if I don't save you, your cultivation will be ruined..." A useless person is not qualified to survive in the world of immortality. Yuetang is so beautiful, I am afraid it will cause more disasters. .

"You should be grateful. It's your fault to repay kindness with hatred..." Si Qiaoyin just did it once and enjoyed it.

Three years ago, Yuetang was poisoned by the demon poison given by Ji Xunyu, the eldest princess of the demon clan. This poison is unique to the demon clan. There is no antidote, and the only way to detoxify it is by having sex with a man.

Otherwise, within one day, the result will be either to survive and lose all your cultivation, or to die.

Yue Tang was lucky enough to meet Siqiao Yin who was out having fun. Otherwise, Yue Tang would not be able to bear the consequences.

Yuetang is the sect leader of the Hehuan Sect. If the sect leader becomes an ordinary person, the Hehuan Sect may not be far away from falling apart.

"I just came to thank you...by the way...continue to have a detailed discussion with Daojun Changqing and have an in-depth exchange~" Yuetang, as the head of the Hehuan Sect, has seen a lot of men and women, so naturally she is There won't be any mental burden.

Their Hehuan Sect is a serious sect. Some of them increase their cultivation through the method of dual cultivation, and some of them work hard to lay the foundation and practice in a serious way.

Yuetang has never met a man before, nor has she practiced sex with another man.

Mainly, she dislikes the fact that those men are not good-looking and affect the visual experience.

Pick and choose, and in a blink of an eye, it’s been many years.

She would rather be in need than in excess. She has been single for many years and has not found the right one, so she has been delayed.

Of course, she is a kind and open-minded good sect leader, and does not require all disciples of Hehuan Sect to practice the method of yin and yang reconciliation.

Yuetang was completely scheming behind Ji Xunyu's back. The demons were indeed not a good thing. If they couldn't defeat her, they would use hidden weapons behind her back.

She and Ji Xunyu are sworn enemies. As long as they trace Ji Xunyu's traces, they will immediately hunt down each other.

One of her good sisters was killed by Ji Xunyu because her good sister's man turned against Ji Xunyu for the sake of small profits, and they colluded with each other and killed her good sister through insidious tricks.

From that moment on, Yuetang completely distrusted men and was very wary.

Men, sometimes you say one thing with your mouth and another behind your back.

I have said so many sweet words that I no longer know which ones are true and which ones are false.

She must kill Ji Xunyu with her own hands!

Yuetang didn't have any favorable impressions of other men, but she had a strong impression on Taoist Evergreen, who was famous for being a gentleman, handsome, and a genius.

I have never heard of any scandals about Taoist Changqing in the world of cultivating immortals, not even the slightest bit of gossip about him and female cultivators.

This made Yuetang curious, and then she did this and that with Taoist Changqing by mistake.

Yuetang, who didn't know the other person's true nature, was obsessed with his appearance. One thing was right, Changqing Daojun really looked like a god descended from the earth.

Yuetang licked her mouth, remembering the last time their yin and yang harmonized and had a tacit understanding, her cheeks burned up unconsciously, she didn't suffer any loss, and it was not impossible for her to continue enjoying it.

Si Qiaoyin: "!!!"

"Your Highness, she is the head of the Hehuan Sect..." Xiaojiu sniffed and drooled.

Not to mention, this month's sect master is really charming and beautiful, even his hair is fragrant.

Your Highness is so blessed~

After being gently brushed away, Yuetang leaned closer again. For the sake of Changqing Daojun's appearance, she reluctantly forgave him for his venomous mouth.

Feeling the softness in his chest, Siqiao Yin said: "This is of your own free will...", and his hands began to move dishonestly.

Yuetang's cheeks were hot, and her body was limp like cotton, hanging on Siqiao Yin like a dodder seed, and she was panting again and again.

Ahem... Don't take advantage of the bastard. Siqiao Yin gently clasped the peach in his hand, and then tasted it carefully...

The two had been having sex for half a month, and Yue Tang left with weak legs, as if her energy had been sucked dry, and her expression was sluggish.

Even if a man is too strong in some aspects, she can't stand it.

Yuetang fulfilled various unequal treaties in a good manner, and completed them one by one in half a month before being reluctantly let go by Siqiao Yin.

Zhou Shengche stared blankly at the beautiful figure leaving the master's room quickly, his face suddenly cracked.

The master was very good at playing. Everyone said that the master was pure and innocent and not a womanizer. That was when they didn't see that the master was lustful and lustful.

Zhou Shengche called respectfully at the door, and after receiving permission, he pushed the door open and entered.

The air is full of ambiguity, and the breath of joy has not dissipated for a long time.

Zhou Shengche, who was still a boy, had no expression on his face, but the tips of his ears suddenly turned red and hot. He tried to block out the whimsical atmosphere around him and pretended to be calm.

"What are you doing?" Siqiao Yin had eaten and drank enough, and lay on the couch contentedly, his brows still stained with the color of spring.

Zhou Shengche's head almost dropped to the dust. He thought about this for three whole days and hesitated for a long time. Finally, he made up his mind to tell his master the hatred buried deep in his heart.

Zhou Shengche was also in torment inside. His master was very kind to him, taught him carefully, and treated him as his own child. If he killed Si Chenyu, his master would expel him from the school, right?

He couldn't do one thing in front of others and another behind his back. Seeing Si Chenyu becoming more and more carefree, but his sister refused to close her eyes, and the hatred in his heart was full.

But he couldn't overcome his inner feelings, so he plotted against Si Chenyu and got rid of him quietly.

Zhou Shengche's idea was to have a life-and-death battle with Si Chenyu. If he died, he would be unlucky.

If Si Chenyu was beaten to death by him, that would also be his fate.

Silence, long silence.

Zhou Shengche lowered his head and slowly told a short story in a low voice.

A big family like the Si family doesn't care about the life or death of little people.

As the son of the head of the Si family, Si Chenyu didn't care about human life, especially the life of Cao Jie.

The beggar sister was picked up by Zhou Shengche, and the two lived together for more than a year. Suddenly one day, the beggar sister never came back.

Zhou Shengche went through all kinds of troubles and inquires for a month, tossing and turning, before he learned from the beggar boss that the beggar sister was taken away by the Si family, but was thrown into a mass grave in less than three days, and no body was left.

The corpses in the mass graves were all eaten by wild wolves and wild dogs, leaving only the stinking white bones visible.

The beggar sister was taken back by Si Chenyu because he thought she had beautiful eyes and would be a good playmate for him.

The beggar sister heard that being the playmate of the young master of the Si family would earn her money every month, so that she could support her brother, so she followed him.

It's a pity that the other juniors of the Si family didn't dare to touch Si Chenyu at that time, but wouldn't it be easy to deal with a little girl?

Those sinister juniors killed the beggar sister, naturally to see Si Chenyu crying and angry, and then to ridicule and humiliate him.

Poor beggar sister, died just like this in their fun.

In the age of cultivating immortals, human life is worthless.

If she dies, it will only be considered bad luck for her, she deserves it!

These are the exact words of other beggars mocking themselves. They live more cautiously, fearing that they will be killed by the monks as a punching bag in the next second.