An Alternative Crash Method for Sword Cultivation

The long corridor is bright, only two figures in green shirts and blue robes are coming from all directions, and they are a little dazzled while walking.

It was also silent, so Lin Fang's low nasal voice echoed clearly.

Zheng Mo noticed that his junior brother was abnormal, he lowered his head and looked sideways.Lin Fangsheng's fair complexion turned a little crimson, his nose flapped and closed slightly, and his handsome face also showed a bit of haze.

He stopped in the mirror that seemed to extend endlessly, and his eyes fell on his junior brother's face: "Fang Sheng?"

At this moment, Lin Fangsheng only felt that ten thousand ants were eating his heart, and he could only endure it blindly, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's okay, wait for me to use my kung fu to suppress it, please brother protect me..."

Before the words fell, he was pressed by Zheng Mo on the cold and smooth mirror wall. The brother's pair of dark eyes, as warm as jade, stared deeply, and said: "With me here, why suppress it."

But there was a slight smile in the low voice, and his eyes were burning hot, revealing an aggressive look.

The corridor of bright mirrors that was originally clear and cold was tainted with romantic lust. Lin Fangsheng was short of breath, so he raised his hand and clasped the girdle with the dark anemone pattern, suppressing his embarrassment, and let go of it.

The robe that originally outlined the slender waist was loose, which was just suitable for Zheng Mo's palm to enter.

The senior brother's fingertips are soft and warm, he pokes in from the hem of his robe, sticks it to his waist and gently rubs and outlines, but the corners of his mouth are raised, and he said: "Has there been any progress in the way of dual cultivation?"

That seemingly invisible touch brought about an unstoppable itching, which slowly penetrated into the flesh, and then surged along the blood vessels, spreading throughout the whole body.It was as if the itching deep in the bone marrow was unbearable.

Lin Fangsheng took a breath and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't be kidding."

But his knees lost strength, he fell down and sat down, when he raised his head, the tip of his nose was passing between the brother's crotch, and touched a hot and hard place, and by some coincidence, he raised his head through his robe, and bit it lightly.

Just as one wished, he heard the sound of his brother gasping for breath above his head.

I was stunned for a while, feeling awkward and embarrassing, let go of my mouth immediately, and supported my brother's waist, and stood up with the strength of recovery, but saw Zheng Mo's face was serious, his eyes were deep and difficult to understand, and there was a faint flicker of fire .

Lin Fangsheng had no choice but to say: "Brother, I..."

Afterwards, all kinds of excuses were blocked by Zheng Mo's warm lips, and the lips and teeth were pried apart deeply, as if seeking and possessing, the hot tongue drove straight in, twisting and entwining in his mouth, which made Lin Fangsheng feel a little bit violated.

For a moment, the rune was full of joy, releasing more hot flashes and soreness, making his waist tremble, his knees weak, and he almost couldn't stand upright.

However, the evil fire is like a prairie fire, roaring and sweeping the whole body from the most secret place of his body.

Zheng Mo took another step forward, pushed his knees away, and squeezed in with one leg. The fiery evil source under the dantian was also hard and strong, crushing each other, like adding insult to injury, adding fuel to the fire, fueling Lin Fangsheng's little desire, Qingming There was a layer of water vapor in the eyes, and when the kiss trembled, a low moan could not help but rise from the throat.

Hearing this, Zheng Mo smiled deeper, parted his lips slightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Raise your legs."

The junior brother looks confused, but he is submissive and obedient, with his right leg sticking to the outside of Zheng Mo's thigh, actively hooking his waist.

Zheng Mo's palm was submerged under the robe again, and with a strong pull, he ripped his underpants from the middle seam, and his fingertips finally touched the place he had missed for a long time.

Soft, hot, slightly wet, yet tightly closed.

The touch of the fingertips is transmitted to the sea of ​​consciousness, just like seeing it in person.

Zheng Mo felt even hotter, he wished he could put his sword into the sheath immediately and stab it hard.

But he still couldn't bear to understand, he only gently stroked, pierced, and stirred with his fingertips.

Lin Fangsheng only felt the heat flow in his body, and he couldn't vent it. The cold, hard and smooth mirror wall on his back was already heated up. It wasn't until a hard object fell into his body that the heat was relieved a little, and he was crushed by his brother's body again. Come forward.

In the intense joy, he pressed his forehead against his senior brother's shoulder, breathed heavily, and felt his senior's fingers gradually penetrated deeper and deeper, and he was a little eager and rough, but there was a tingle in comfort, and the stinging pain gave birth to desire even more.When he was half absent-minded, his eyes fell to the ground.

The mirror on the floor was clear and flawless, but it clearly illuminated the activities under him.

He can also see clearly that his brother's fingers have distinct joints and are beautifully shaped, like jade carvings, being swallowed inch by inch by his bright red mouth.

All of a sudden, he was overwhelmed with embarrassment, his whole body was on fire, his eyes were closed tightly, and his body was stiff and straight.

Zheng Mo chuckled in his ear: "Suddenly biting so tight...Fang Sheng, what's the matter?"

Fang Shengcai was about to speak, but suddenly his body felt a strong tingling sensation, he couldn't help throwing his head back and panting hoarsely, his body gradually softened.

The stabbing force continued, and the numbness and heat were like a tide that never subsided. Lin Fangsheng couldn't help struggling, and wanted to break free from his senior brother's arms, and said in a trembling voice: "Senior brother...then Where... can't..."

Zheng Mo lifted his robe, only to see that the evil root was high, but it was wrapped in obscene trousers, the fine cotton fabric was now soaked with water, and it was getting worse, he even quickened his finger movements, mercilessly, the next time Every time they poked at the vital points in the body, Lin Fangsheng gasped and writhed, unable to control himself.

In such a turbulent emotion, Lin Fangsheng suddenly felt his brother's lips move from his throat to his chest, full of enthusiasm, suddenly became cold, he grabbed Zheng Mo's shoulders and was about to push them away.

Zheng Mo didn't allow him to resist, but he was also gentle, just took his wrist, kissed on the palm, along the bloodline, kissed to the elbow little by little, said: "Untie it yourself."

Lin Fangsheng's face was pale and his eyes were panicked.

The two points on his chest were heavy and swelled, just like the momentum of the demon cultivator, which could not be ignored by anyone, but Lin Fangsheng was unwilling to show it in front of others.

Zheng Mo didn't urge him, he just moved his fingers, stirred it in the hot, soft and wet meat, kissed his mandible's Adam's apple, nibbled lightly all the way, and asked vaguely: "Is it wrong?"

Lin Fangsheng couldn't bear the teasing, and with a sudden heart, he tore off the collar of his inner shirt and outer robe. On his jade-white well-proportioned chest, on two spots of cherry red, silver-white rings shone brightly, reflecting layers of reflections from mirror images. , still shimmering brightly, making people attracted to it at a glance, it is really exquisite and luxurious.

Lin Fangsheng didn't dare to look at his brother's expression, he just turned his head to look elsewhere, but saw that in the tilted image, his brother slowly lowered his head and approached his chest.

Immediately, the feeling of being wet and sucked, the piercing area became more sensitive, and when the tongue was lightly touched, it immediately stood up and swelled up, like a bloom.

Lin Fangsheng couldn't help but puffed up his chest as he sucked it, as if he was actively sending it into his brother's mouth, he could only support Zheng Mo's shoulders, bowed his body and gasped for breath.

He also heard the senior brother say: "I will try to pick it off for you."

Such comforting made him feel relieved, and at the same time his vitals were under the control of his senior, and his emotions kept coming and going, so he could only respond with a low "huh" in the continuous sense of comfort.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Mo gently pinched the silver ring on the other side, and twisted it more than half a turn, his two fingers sank into his body, and he pushed in rudely, and said: "After taking it off, I will choose a pair for you."

The tingling pain in the chest, the soreness in the waist, the excitement in the runes, and all kinds of stimulation finally made him unable to restrain it. He snorted, and was aroused by the inexplicable possessive desire of his senior brother, causing his chest to palpitate.I couldn't help but get hotter between my crotch, the runes were finally not satisfied with finger comforting, I wanted more.

Lin Fangsheng also gradually lost control, and the legs that hooked the waist of the senior brother were even more forceful. He straightened his waist and rubbed against the solid lower abdomen, and whispered with a strong nasal voice, charming: "Brother... come in..."

Zheng Mo heard the words, but withdrew his fingers, and pushed away his protruding long legs, his eyes were deep, his voice was low and hoarse, and said: "Then lick it harder for me first."

Lin Fangsheng was stunned, but Zheng Mo only held him in his arms, and pressed him against the mirror. Those grotesque reflections, and runes anxiously urged, but dispelled the reluctance, and was urged by Zheng Mo's deep voice, chest His mind suddenly became hot, and he was extremely obedient. He landed on one knee, raised his head submissively, and put his lips on the crotch of his senior brother.

Zheng Mo's utensils were scorching hot even through his clothes, Lin Fangsheng was a little surprised, Zheng Mo put one hand on the mirror wall, and put the other hand on the top of his junior brother's head, gently stroking, his eyes were warm and loving.

But Lin Fangsheng didn't see it, he just lifted up his brother's robe, pulled down his underwear, and the hot and furious dust root fell into his hands boldly.

Being so close to his senior brother made Lin Fangsheng feel a little embarrassed, but also a little happy, spraying his fiery breath on the round head, he felt his hands burning, and jumped up a few more times.

Finally, he plucked up his courage, closed his eyes and approached, took the scorching front end into his mouth, and slowly penetrated.

Senior brother's voice came from the top of his head, panting heavily, his fingers clasped the back of his head, gently teasing, stroking the roots of his hair, Lin Fangsheng only felt his consciousness was blurred, his whole body seemed to be immersed in a hot spring, the warmth was melting, the desire was deep but peaceful, and Not as anxious as before.

But it makes the meridians and nerves of the whole body feel paralyzed, comfortable enough that even the spiritual consciousness is a little confused, but the movements of the tongue and tongue become more flexible, licking, sucking, biting, sucking and kissing, all the way to the extreme, making the evil root more hard and swollen, gurgling Some wet liquid flowed out, but the round head pressed against Lin Fangsheng's throat, sending all the wet liquid in.

The warm aura spread from the throat, from Juquan point to the perineum.The emptiness of the runes became clearer now, and it was actually painful.

Lin Fangsheng's breathing was heavy, and when he swallowed, he became more and more astringent. Although the senior brother was panting hotly, and the utensil that forced his jaw to the extreme, there was no sign of climbing to the top. Some complained in their hearts, raised their eyebrows slantingly, and looked up.

But I saw him holding other people's dust roots in his mouth and his misty eyes reflected on the head of the corridor.

Zheng Mo lowered his head, looked at Lin Fangsheng, but laughed hoarsely, gently stroked the top of his junior brother's head, and said: "When you were seven years old, when I refused to share your sweet-scented osmanthus cake, you had the same expression."

Lin Fangsheng was embarrassed, but when he mentioned his childhood, he made the current situation even more embarrassing.He couldn't help but let go and got up, but the senior brother took a step forward and pushed him against the mirror wall, then raised his leg around his waist again, and the huge murder weapon full of moisture and heat was pressed against the heel of his leg, and they rubbed each other ambiguously.

Lin Fangsheng had no choice but to turn his head away, and said in a low voice: "What's the use of bringing it up now. Now it's already—"

For a moment, there were mixed feelings and resentment, but he was speechless.

Zheng Mo took his words and said: "Now it is already, it is really intimate."

Between the words, the dawdling spear was also looking for the right entrance, after a while, it drove straight in.

Lin Fangsheng panted hoarsely, but he was forced to open his body by his slow but tough movements, as if the inner wall was cracked, but he was finally comforted in the stinging pain. The murder weapon was wrapped tightly around it.

Intense joy, but it made both of them have a rough nasal voice and let out a low snort.

It's just that Lin Fangsheng was disturbed by his brother's words, and under such circumstances, he became more and more at a loss.