The Legend of the Ghost Concubine

Feng Xiaoer’s ease made him react.

He has to admit that he has a special feeling for Feng Xiaoer.

But he just can't think of anything.

Long Jiu didn't want to make himself uncomfortable, he was about to swell.

Leaning over, untied the robes in one hand. Untied the clothes of Feng Xiaoer in one hand.

He didn't kiss, and there was no other foreplay to appease, just go in.

Feng Yuer is not personnel. Ah shouted, hurting to grab the arm of Long Jiu, tightly and firmly grasping. Poorly said: "Wang, hurt..."

The phoenix’s shouting makes the longest remaining reason of the dragon nine collapse.

He speeded up the looting attack.

The first time I tried it. Long Jiu’s mood was so cool that he did not expect that the taste of Feng Yu’er was so beautiful.

His delicate body is tightly oppressing the phoenix's delicate body, constantly requesting and plundering.

Feng Xiaoer held the arm of Long Jiu. It hurts to break the meat on the arm of the dragon nine.

This feeling of pain and happiness is like heaven.

Feng Xiaoer looked at the dragons and nines full of desires, her heart raised the desire of the little girl, and looked at Long Jiu with deep affection.

She hopes that Long Jiu can feel her tenderness.

Long Jiu’s affectionate scorpion on Shangfeng’s child, his body was shocked and his head was in pain.

Underneath, did not stop asking.

Feng Qier's body is delicate, and Long Jiu's male hair is very big. Soon, Feng Xiaoer is unable to breathe.

"Wang Ye, I am so hurt." Feng Yuer said pitiful.

For the first time, she was so rude, and she did not feel pity for jade, and she felt a little wronged.

Long Nine's body is strong, energetic and demanding. More and more addictive.

Seeing the painful look of Feng Xiaoer, the heart of Long Jiu’s heart rises with a strong distress, and the feeling of the heart is mixed with the sigh of breath, which is very wonderful. Wonderful.

The movements slowly become gentle.

Feng Xiaoer's little hand can't help but hold the narrow waist of Longjiu.

Feel the enthusiasm of Feng Xiaoer's initiative, Long Jiu's heart flashed a surprise, the movement became unconsciously slow, gentle, light, with a man's pity for women.

Feng Xiaoer feels drunk and dreams of death, and closes his eyes with exhaustion.

When she closed her eyes, she also said emotionally: "A Jiu, I love you."

The sound is small, but it falls in the dragon nine ears.

The body of Longjiu was shocked. He whipped up the chin of Feng Xiaoer and asked: "Feng Yuer, can you say it again?"

Feng Xiaoer was extremely tired, she was weak, and she was still raining, and Longji was not gentle to her at all.

The first time was so beautiful, but she couldn't feel the sweetness.

There was a dull pain in the body, and the dragon nine did not care about her feelings.

Feng Xiaoer closed his eyes, and the tears of the corners of his eyes slipped down.

Forget it, at least she became his woman, and it is no regrets.

Feng Xiaoer hurts and slumbers.

Long Jiu frowned and slowly pulled out.

The line of sight fell on the bright red.

Blood at the desk.

She is not a woman of Dragon Seven.

Long Jiumei's eyebrows are a bit incomprehensible. They are all passing on her three times and four times to save the dragon seven, love dragon seven love regardless of life, but the court refused to marry. I would rather be disfigured than marry Long Qi...

This woman is too fascinated.

Long Jiu put on his clothes, and ordered people to receive the blood red on the bed, and cleaned up the smudges of Feng Xiaoer. The prostitute retired and looked at Feng Xiaoer before closing the door.

Long Jiu was covered by Feng Xiaoer and went to the next room.

In the east wing, the moon in the misty moon and the moon will tell the Ziyun that the dragon is waiting for the dragon. The purple cloud feels five thunders and it is unbelievably repeated: "Are you sure?"

Nodded at the moon: "There are no fakes when you see it with your own eyes."

Ziyun sadly smiled, did not expect, forget the water is still not able to let Long Jiu completely forget the Phoenix.

The two scorpions, the most powerful bonfire.

Feng Xiaoer must die.

The night is getting deeper.

Ziyun pushed them into the room of Longjiu, and borrowed the meaning of finishing the room for Longjiu. Silent and colorless Ecstasy in the air.

It is natural for the dragon to cover the quilt. Make sure the dragon nine is faint

I turned around and went out again.

Push the door into the next room.

A cold knife arrived at the neck of Feng Xiaoer.

Just in the moment to be drawn, Feng Xiaoer opened his eyes.

Feng Xiaoer asked quickly: "Ziyun, why kill me?"

Ziyun sneered: "You are the stumbling block of the prince, I have long wanted to get rid of you."

Feng Xiaoer stared at the purple cloud, and the brain was thinking fast.

Tried to ask: "Are you green?"

Ziyun does not deny it, sneer: "You are dying anyway, let you know that this is fine."

"Yes, you let Longji take medicine to forget me, right?"

Ziyun lowered his voice and sneered: "You shouldn't have broken into our Jiuzhong Building. The moment you broke in, you are destined to die. You shouldn't have to do it. You have to marry Wang Ye, it is just looking for death."

Ziyun said, it is necessary to start.

Feng Xiaoer’s head turned quickly, she wanted to run, it was too weak, she must not run, and she still had pain there, and Long Ji’s miscellaneous account did not know how to pity.

"Slow, Ziyun, you killed me, do you think you are still alive? I am already a woman of Wang Ye." Feng Yuer tried to use the dragon nine to oppress Ziyun.

Ziyun satirized the sneer: "Do you think that the prince will care about your life and death?"

Feng Yuer’s heart hurts and reluctantly said: “Even if Wang Ye doesn’t care about my life and death, I won’t be able to kill you. It’s also a prince to kill me. You want to secretly kill me. If you let Wang know, you I can't live, even if the prince doesn't love me, I am his first woman."

Ziyun must have controlled Long Jiu, and made up his mind to get rid of her. Is this situation swollen? Feng Yuer quickly turned his brain.

Ziyun was stimulated by the words of Feng Yuer, his eyes were cloudy and he was infected with Xiao Xiao.

All her anger was provoked.

"Looking for death, I will fulfill you." Ziyun gently stroked, Feng Yan's neck had blood flowing out.

Ziyun still has scruples, otherwise it is a knife and a throat.

Feng Xiaoer’s heart is thinking, life and death, she can no longer be reluctant.

Now she doesn't want to die. In her belly, perhaps the bones of the dragon nine.

The chance of winning the first prize is still there.

When she thinks she can be a baby for Long Jiu, she has a strong desire to survive.

She can't die, she can't die. Even if Long Jiu forgets her, she will live.

"Ziyun, why are you dying to kill? You are just afraid that Wang Ye will fall in love with me. But the princes have forgotten me. If the prince knows that you killed me, you really can't live. I know that the nine kings have no place for me. Where you don't kill me, I will leave the lord..."

When Ziyun turned to think about it, it would be a millimeter to mark the knife of Feng’s neck and stop.