Has the heartthrob villain collapsed today?

If it is said that Yan Chixia's kiss was passive, extremely entangled and restrained before she understood her intentions, then at this moment, Yan Chixia, who has frankly admitted that she has feelings for Zhenhong, her kiss has become intense and fiery.

In his palm was a thin callus formed from holding the sword all the year round. When his wide palm touched Fu Zhenhong's back through a layer of clothes, the scorching heat in his palm seemed to dye Fu Zhenhong's cold body. Burning heat.

The sound of kisses and saliva echoed in the spacious carriage, and with the sound of the bells outside the carriage colliding, it was like a ghostly but extremely fragrant movement.

After the lingering kiss was over, Fu Zhenhong leaned on Yan Chixia's shoulder and panted lightly. Under the dim light inside the carriage, Fu Zhenhong's lips, dressed in red, became more ruddy than usual because of the kiss. The shallow breath spread to Yan Chixia's ears, and then poured into Yan Chixia's eardrums.

Yan Chixia's eyes became dark and deep, and lust and forbearance flowed from the depths of her amber pupils.He hugged Fu Zhenhong even tighter, and the strength of his arms seemed to melt Fu Zhenhong into his body.

"Xiao Daoist, I want your Yuanyang." Fu Zhenhong pressed her lips to Yan Chixia's ear, and exhaled slowly.

Yan Chixia's Adam's apple rolled, and he kissed Fu Zhenhong's thick and long eyelashes lightly. His lips moved slightly, and he was about to speak, when the stable carriage stopped.

"Master, the city of death has arrived." Xie Jingxuan said with a calm tone and expressionless face, "What orders does the master have next?"

Fu Zhenhong paused slightly when he heard the words. He backed away from Yan Chixia, then lifted the curtains on both sides of the carriage, and glanced at the sky where the carriage was.

The dark red flowing clouds turned into the deepest pure black, and a round of bright moon appeared above the sky of the dead city. The cold moonlight sprinkled on the ground, and the wandering figures of the undead could be faintly glimpsed.

The dead become a strand of soul and come to the city of vain death. It is reasonable to say that there will be no shadow, but this situation will be exceptional in the full moon of leap year and leap month. On this day, the ghost market is open, and a hundred ghosts walk at night. Every undead will Follow the most profound picture in memory, and then present the picture as much as possible.

An hour in Montenegro corresponds to a day in the outside world.

At this moment, it happened to be the time when the gate of hell opened wide.

"Get back first." Fu Zhenhong said to Xie Jingxuan who was outside the car.But as soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and changed his words: "You go back to the entrance of the Black Mountain Realm now, the tree demon Huaisheng should be coming soon, watch him."

"Yes." Xie Jingxuan lowered his eyes and answered.

After Xie Jingxuan left, only Fu Zhenhong and Yan Chixia were left in the surrounding space.

After the carriage stopped, there was no sound of bells and bells outside the carriage, and the whole atmosphere became very quiet as a result.

Fu Zhenhong lowered the curtain and looked at Yan Chixia.

Yan Chixia met Fu Zhenhong's gaze, smiled lightly, and stretched out her arms to Fu Zhenhong: "Come here." He said, with a hint of connivance and vague pampering in his deep, magnetic and tough voice.

Fu Zhenhong also smiled, and once again returned to Yan Chixia's arms.

As a human being, Yan Chixia’s body temperature is much higher than that of Ning Caichen’s. If Nie Xiaoqian is a quiet and cold winter plum, and Ning Caichen is an elegant and quiet orchid, then Yan Chixia is the most intense and blazing flame .

Fu Zhenhong wrapped her arms around Yan Chixia's neck, and her flexible and cold body gradually softened to Yan Chixia's body.

The gate of ghosts is wide open, and all ghosts walk in the night.

When all the undead walked into the City of Undead, they silently took a long way when they saw this red carriage.The carriage of the Lord of the Black Mountain Realm, no dead soul dares to offend easily.

Inside the carriage.

Fu Zhenhong's clean back was pasted on the black and red cloth. The black clothes were simple in style, and the fabric was resistant to cold and friction. The red clothes were smooth and flat, with fine workmanship.

However, even such fine clothes, against the backdrop of Fu Zhenhong's smooth and white snowy skin, became dull.

Fu Zhenhong looked at Yan Chixia who was directly above him, and he let down the half-tied black hair of the other party, and some thick strands of hair scattered on Yan Chixia's handsome face.

Thin beads of sweat dripped from the honey-colored skin on Yan Chixia's wheat-colored face, and these tiny sweat rolled down Yan Chixia's forehead, and the moment Yan Chixia blinked, at Like a crow's feathers, the eyelashes fell from the cracks and dripped onto Fu Zhenhong's collarbone.

When the night of sweat fell on Fu Zhenhong's collarbone, the scorching temperature and sticky moisture made Fu Zhenhong's body tremble slightly.

Hot, very hot.

As a monster, Fu Zhenhong didn't have any body temperature at all, but at this moment, because of Yan Chixia, he felt the temperature that only human beings can have.

The shadow of Yan Chixia's body fell on him, covering his whole body. Fu Zhenhong looked at Yan Chixia's sexy lips slightly parted and exhaled heavily, and looked at his smooth muscles. The chest is rising and falling with the master's movements.

In a trance, Fu Zhenhong felt as if he had come into a violently burning flame, and his cold body was steamed with scorching heat by the intense flame.

In the very center of the flame, he seemed to see himself, Yan Chixia, who was rampant. It wasn't until a low and hoarse call came from his ear that Fu Zhenhong suddenly came back to his senses.

"Black Mountain..."

Yan Chixia's lips covered his earlobes, and she called out his name, her magnetic voice contained the most blazing and straightforward affection and throbbing passion.

Fu Zhenhong raised his hand and stroked Yan Chixia's face, his gaze was fixed on Yan Chixia's deep pupils.

In these amber eyes, he saw himself with reddish eye ends, between the immersion of physiological tears and the gentle twitching of eyelashes, like a newborn lark holding a delicate peach blossom.

Fu Zhenhong's hand couldn't help moving down, rubbing the small stubble on Yan Chixia's chin with her fingertips, the feeling of slightly burning her hand was not as deep and clear as Yan Chixia's other place gave him.

Yan Chixia grabbed Fu Zhenhong's hand, and held Fu Zhenhong's slender wrist firmly in her palm. He never thought that one day, as a monster catcher, he would be bewitched by a monster, and then Sinking into an almost depraved pleasure.

Yan Chixia forgot all the vows she made when she swore to become an excellent monster catcher.Although the power of practicing Taoism does not have as many clear rules and precepts as Buddhism, if a monster catcher falls in love with a monster and gets entangled with a monster, it is also considered a violation of the precepts.

However, under the current atmosphere, Yan Chixia didn't want to think about those rules and regulations that would disturb his mind. He has always been unrestrained, free and easy, never regrets what he chooses, and sticks to what he decides to the end.

Montenegro…

Montenegro... Montenegro...

Yan Chixia kept calling Fu Zhenhong's name. He held Fu Zhenhong's hand and kissed Fu Zhenhong's fingertips gently, and covered Fu Zhenhong's eyes with the other hand.Now he just wants to feel Montenegro, and he only wants Montenegro to feel his love.

Undead passed by one after another outside the red carriage, and all the sounds inside the carriage were isolated by the curtain.No strand of soul knew what was going on in the carriage of the Lord of the Black Mountain, and no one dared to approach or spy unwisely.

Some things, some fate, after careful planning, it is doomed that a love that is different from the world will show its clues at the first meeting.

Whether it is the temptation of the lazy style on the long stone slabs in the cave when we first met, or the incomparably fragrant teasing and temptation in the coffin of Lanruo Temple, or the following in the quiet night, the spring pool The breath-taking kiss in the movie, and the touching smile holding the jade pendant.

The long-planned monster unknowingly infiltrated and invaded Xiaodaochang's life, like an impenetrable net, tightly entangled Yan Chixia, the prey.

Just like what Fu Zhenhong said when she met Yan Chixia for the first time.

The little Daoist leader can't eradicate him, not only that, but the Daoist leader's Yuan Yang will also be taken away by him.

But now, what was said at the beginning has been best verified.

At this moment, Yan Chixia's Yuan Yang was finally sucked into Fu Zhenhong's body, using the most straightforward and primitive method.

At this very moment, Fu Zhenhong's fingers caught Yan Chixia's shoulder, and his sharp nails, which were unconsciously exposed because of Yan Chixia's movements, left a few clear lines on Yan Chixia's skin. of red marks.

Yan Chixia let out a muffled snort. The pain in her shoulders was not comparable to the attacks he received when he was fighting demons in the past, but it was far more painful than the pain caused by those attacks, which made Yan Chixia unforgettable .

The monster's attack was on the body, but the influence of Black Mountain on him was deeply imprinted in Yan Chixia's bone marrow.

After some intimacy, Fu Zhenhong and Yan Chixia lay in the carriage to calm their messy breathing.

Yan Chixia hugged Fu Zhenhong in her arms, lowered her eyes slightly to look at Fu Zhenhong who was leaning on him, and gently stroked Fu Zhenhong's hair with her big hands.

Under the dim light inside the car, Yan Chixia's face was in the boundary between light and darkness, and a dark thought flickered between his handsome and tough brows.

"Do you like me?" Fu Zhenhong asked again.He obviously got the answer to this question from Yan Chixia's mouth, but at this moment, he still asked it again.

But it's not because of uncertainty or lack of confidence.

It seemed to be just a casual question after an intimacy, and it seemed to be some kind of faint hint and thinking.

"I like it." Yan Chixia lowered her head and kissed Fu Zhenhong's hair.

"Then do you love me?" Fu Zhenhong asked again, this time, his tone revealed a bit of meaning.

love?

Yan Chixia fell silent, and he didn't choose to answer, because he himself was a little unclear about the answer to this question.

Yan Chixia's reaction was within Fu Zhenhong's expectations, and Fu Zhenhong didn't feel the slightest surprise. He raised his head and met Yan Chixia's eyes looking at him with lowered eyelids, and the corners of his lips curled slightly, meaning The unknown said: "I will know the answer soon."

Yes, soon to find out.

It's not because of the system's prompt, but because of his control and leadership.

Yan Chixia looked at the sly arc of Fu Zhen's red lips, and smiled, "How do you know that?"

Fu Zhenhong pointed to Yan Chixia's heart: "From here."

After Fu Zhenhong finished speaking, she didn't wait for Yan Chixia's response, but sat up and straightened her clothes, and then jumped out of the carriage.

Looking at the three big characters "Wonderful City" on the city gate, Fu Zhenhong stood outside the carriage, opened the curtain of the carriage, and stretched out her hand to Yan Chixia inside the carriage.

"Xiao Daoist, when the moon is rare, come and watch with me the unique Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts in the City of Death tonight."

Yan Chixia raised her eyebrows and looked at Fu Zhenhong's hand stretched out towards him. The white hand was slender and slender, with well-defined bones and round and green fingertips. Just one glance made one want to hold it tightly in the palm of the hand.

"Huh? Little Daoist?"

Yan Chixia laughed, then reached out to hold Fu Zhenhong's hand, and jumped out of the carriage.

Since you can't resist, why not follow your heart.

And at the same moment, the other side.

The tree demon Huai Sheng, who has completely broken away from hermaphrodite and cultivated a male body, is bringing a group of ghosts and demons under him to the territory of the Black Mountain Realm.

Tonight's Void City is destined to be an extraordinary night.