Wulin Mysteries

Surrounded by people, the Taoist priest went up to the wing room on the second floor. The door opened from the inside, and someone pushed him in. When he turned around, the wooden door was already tightly sealed.In the blink of an eye, it was locked tightly without making any sound. The Taoist couldn't help but frowned and remained silent.

Turning around and walking into the room, he saw the figure on the bed through a screen.

The man was sitting on the head of the bed, covering his face with a white gauze, and when he looked up at the young Taoist priest, the soul-stirring blue eyes shocked the Taoist priest.

He stood up, walked towards the Taoist priest, lowered his eyes, lost his gaze, and the Taoist priest felt more at ease.

"Young Master Lian, please stay safe."

The visitor laughed:

"It's all right, it's just that the morning and evening are flying fast. I was waiting for a monk, but in the blink of an eye I became a Taoist priest."

"If you take the sky as your quilt, the earth as your mat, and the world as your home, what's the difference between being a monk or a Taoist priest?"

Mr. Lian stretched out his hand, groped for the Taoist priest's button, and asked him:

"Look, am I different from before?"

The Taoist looked carefully, and wondered what changes had happened in the past three years. His figure and appearance were between the young Pingan and the young Rinpoche, with a kind of youthful beauty, but his silver hair remained unchanged.

The Taoist priest didn't speak, Master Lian looked at him with both eyes, raised his hand slightly, and stroked his lips with his fingertips, with a very frivolous look:

"Could it be that I'm dying, and you don't want to take a second look?"

The Taoist priest finally opened his mouth, and said lightly:

"People who are dying will not be interested in sharing such objects with everyone."

Young Master Lian stopped laughing, and suddenly leaned into his ear and said:

"You know that I never like to share. People who have seen it can only die."

The Taoist adjusted his clothes, calmly said:

"I only know that your appearance has changed with age, but I don't want your mind to be the same as before."

As soon as this sentence was finished, the Taoist priest's mouth was blocked, and the other party bit his lips and tongue, and the bloody taste in his mouth gradually spread.

"You don't always ask me to hold your hands high, why do you still want to provoke me this time?" When speaking, lips were pressed against lips, and the palms of the hands slipped into the robe unconsciously, caressing the Taoist priest's back, and slowly moving along the spine March.

The words are harsh, but the tone is intimate.

The Taoist was very helpful, he was pushed by Lian, and he half leaned and half lay on the side of the bed, looking at the person lying on him, his eyes were a little blurred:

"Did you drug me?"

"No. You and I live together. There is no cure for what we love."

The Taoist closed his eyes and reached out to reach for the jade hairpin on the bun. A black hair gradually scattered on Lian's arm, but the pointed end of the hairpin pointed at his neck. He was caught off guard and asked:

"Dozens of Taoist masters' inner alchemy were taken away, but what did you do?"

Lian smiled, and a strange color flickered across his eyes. The young Taoist felt that his pupils contained the whole of him, and then he listened to the other party seriously:

"Don't you already have the answer in your heart?"

The Taoist priest only felt that those haunting eyes were gray at this moment, a little bit pale, and his spirit was gone, so he couldn't help saying:

"I……"

"You think it's me, the person who practiced the "Jing He Sutra", and it is reasonable to grow old and die. Not only am I unscathed, but I am getting younger and younger. I must have walked the wild road of demons and heretics number, and the seizure of the inner alchemy of the Taoist expert is another opportunity to teach you to believe in it even more."

"How many more?"

"Will you be the last one?"

The young Taoist priest bowed his head in silence and whispered for a while:

"can."

The voice from the top of the head, apart from a trace of bitterness, actually contained some helpless doting:

"Yes, you are now a cultivator."

The young Taoist priest was like a sacred sacrifice, lying on his back in all his clothes, and Lian was lying on his side, supporting his head with one hand, and slowly loosening his skirt with the other.

A round of bright moon outside the window, facing each other far away, the moon is still the bright moon of that year.It's just that the stars have moved, the vegetation has turned to ashes, and the mood is a little different.

The young Taoist found that with the passage of time, Lian had lost her temper, and her gestures, movements and tone of voice were all gentle.

Looking at Lian lying on top of his body, he thought to himself, obviously his appearance and figure have become younger, but he is less hostile like before. I don't know what he has experienced these years.

Lian caressed his neck, and the wind, food, and desolation made the people under him rougher, but the touch was real. He hugged the young Taoist's waist, buried his face in his shoulders, and said in his heart, these three years, like walking dead, are not worth it. In a word, I just lost you.

The young Taoist priest was still as enthusiastic about wild thoughts as before, he raised his neck to accept the kiss from the person on his body, but thought in his heart, when will he poach my inner alchemy away?When the tide is surging, or after falling asleep?

While his thoughts were racing, Lian bit his shoulder, punishing him for not paying attention.

The wind blew in from the window, carrying the warm and treacherous atmosphere of summer night. The young Taoist priest was naked and lying on the bedding.

The man's sweat kept gathering between his chest and abdomen, and then along his lower back, dripped onto his buttocks. The Taoist priest's waist was almost hanging in the air, and his buttocks were raised. The objects displayed in front of everyone tonight were nothing but wooden imitations The fake, the real is coming in and out of his hideaway.His whole body is like a flat boat on the sea, trembling unceasingly from being manipulated, besides gasping, there is gradually a flattering sound flowing from his mouth, which even he himself can't restrain, the ending rises, and he hears another note from the person on his body go deep to the top After doing it, he circled and rotated at different angles, until he made a crying sound after a long while:

"Be lighter, it will be bad."

"Where is it bad?"

Lian lowered her head to look, and the person under her was obediently holding his huge thing in her mouth, looking drunk and dreamy, and her whole body was blushing.He moved his waist forward again viciously, the double pills touched his buttocks, and squeezed towards the perineum. The young Taoist said "hmm", trembling like a dying fish, and then opened his peach blossom eyes. Filled with water, tears will not fall.

And his white and beautiful genitals, following the ups and downs of his body, kept rubbing against the bright red bedding in the auspicious dragon and phoenix, his mouth was dry, and he was turned over immediately, the posture of being connected to each other, It surprised him again.

After coaxing him to sit on her waist and swallowing the penis again, Lian slowly whispered in his ear:

"I've been looking for you for three years."

The young Taoist priest couldn't stand such a sudden change in body position. He propped his knees on the side of the bed and tried to escape, but was held down by him, and continued:

"Even if you know where you are, you can only watch from afar."

Lian faced him, pressed his waist and sank down with all her strength, and stretched out her hips to meet him. Sure enough, the Taoist sighed and hugged his neck, but saw him reach out to take a red candle from the table beside the bed, slowly Tilting, before the Taoist could react, a few drops of wax oil fell one after another, accurately sealing the small hole of the Taoist's straight penis.

"Ah." The young Taoist priest's tall and beautiful neck was thrown back deeply, and the long-sealed tears finally slipped from his eyes. His body was as beautiful as poppies blooming on the border of Dianchi Lake, and his toes curled up. Unexpectedly, the other party took advantage of him Unprepared, he took off the one-character scarf on his head and wrapped his hands tightly.

The giant root with a musky smell, when you enter, the veins will pulsate, hitting the sensitive point again and again, and continue to rotate and deepen, grinding people's will loose; retreating, the white foam will fly, returning to the inner wall that was scalded and entangled , to the mouth of the hole but not to leave, the round and huge tip enjoys the sucking service of the small pink mouth.

In the middle of the young Taoist's white and tender buttocks, a red iron-like cock came in and out quickly, and the dark pubic hair was wetly attached to his buttocks. When the buttocks were peeled off, the man rubbed the plump double pills to his perineum. The Taoist priest was afraid, Kicking his toes back and forth along his calf, begging him to slow down.

Lian grabbed his tied hands, put them on her lips and kissed them carefully:

"Kiss me, and I'll let you go." After that, Ruoyou seemed to caress the small hole on his genitals that was sealed with solidified wax oil, it was extremely bad.

The Taoist endured the numbness and trembling from the depths of his body, and kissed from the center of the brows to the straight bridge of the nose, and when he slid to the tightly closed lips, it was like a sheep entering the mouth of a tiger, and the other party held the back of his head , deepened the kiss.

When the two of them were about to suffocate, he put the Taoist priest flat on the bed and re-entered. This time, he was turned red and forced the Taoist priest to please him seriously. Kissing his face and chest was not enough, so he tied him together again. The hand served the heavy double pills, and as soon as the penis exited the acupuncture point, he stroked the exposed part, feeling the swelling swelling and the veins on it that were about to burst.

Nine shallow and one deep, the Taoist priest is close to the brink of collapse, but he can't find an exit, wishing that this huge red iron-like root could pierce him and let him vent:

"It's broken, ah..."

Lian's waist and eyes were sore from being stimulated by his ever-shrinking tunnel, she just twisted the seal on the small hole on his glans calmly, but blocked it with her little finger, saying:

"From now on, I will make you happy every night, okay?"

The young Taoist just wanted to get rid of this grueling situation as soon as possible, so he rubbed his waist, swallowed his cock automatically, and said hoarsely:

"Let me go, ah..."

"You just have to say 'yes' or 'no'." After that, the little finger twirled back and forth along the tip, where a transparent liquid had already overflowed and wet his fingertips.

"it is good."

"What's the matter?" The male root gradually slowed down the attacking force, but every incomparably deep grinding was more irresistible, and the emptiness after leaving was more unbearable than driving straight in.

"Yeye... Ah! Yeye is so happy..."

Lian only thought that he agreed, and when she pushed into the deepest part, she lost her essence, and at the same time moved her little finger away, the person under her was manipulated by him to throw away her helmet and armor, and the cum on his lower abdomen was full of white turbid liquid.

As a punishment, the young Taoist kept his irritable penis in his mouth and waited all night with the warm passage.

The next day, the sun was shining all over the sky and the earth, the Taoist woke up leisurely, the inner alchemy was still there, but the people around him were gone.