The Villain Has Blackened Again

Nan Xun didn't know if it was because Mencius Yi entered the evil way, he let himself more and more indulge himself in the matter of desire.

No one could connect Rao with the indifferent and unfeeling demon hunter in the past. Meng Ziyi seemed to have completely released himself, no matter the shackles of the righteous path.

He would hold Xiao Hualing in his arms every night, occupying her reluctantly. The wantonness and comfort between his eyebrows showed his infatuation and liking for this matter. The arrogance is also the strongest. Sometimes Nan Xun thinks that he is a human and he is a monster.

After refining an eight-hundred-year-old snake demon snake demon, Meng Ziyi seemed to have glimpsed something indescribable from the spirit remaining on the demon pill, and Nan Xun's expression seemed a little strange.

This snake demon is a lecherous snake, male, turned into a handsome young man and deceived many boudoir girls, and is well versed in the way of forging, and this snake demon is very particular, never treats himself badly, and tries his best to be happy when he is happy. For a woman who is harvested, it is the greatest happiness that both are happy, and she has been trained to perfection with the skills of a royal maid.

Mencius Ziyi has a very strong self-control ability. Whether it is the demon who masters slaughter or the demon who masters lewdness, he will not be affected by it in the process of refining the demon pill. The broken imperial maiden technique shocked her heart, and a thin layer of sweat oozes out of her forehead.

There are so many ways to love this man and woman.

After successfully refining the snake demon and demon pill, Mencius thought for a moment and suddenly faced Xiao Hualing.

Since the two spread out, Nan Xun never disturbed him when he was refining the demon pill, for fear of affecting his refining. Seeing him taking the initiative to look at this time, he quickly asked, Master finished refining? How do you feel? ?

Meng Ziyi was silent for a while, and suddenly asked something strange, Does Xun Xun think I'm dull and boring?

Nan Xun was slightly stunned and replied, No, the master is not boring, now the master will joke with me, when I say that when I am tired, the master will carry me for a walk, and help me get dressed every day, um, So gentle, I like...

As she spoke, she bowed her head shyly.

Meng Ziyi's Adam's apple slid slightly, and suddenly felt a little dry mouth.

Just after refining the demon pill, the effect of the lecherous snake demon pill still remained. In the past, he could completely dispel the residual influence by his own will, but at this time he wanted to let it go.

...that's not what I said. Mencius said, because his throat was dry and hoarse.

Ah? What did the master say?

Although he couldn't see it, Meng Ziyi could imagine her innocent expression at the moment. Those dark water eyes were staring at him.

He suddenly smiled deeply, Xun Xun, come here, I'll tell you what I just said.

As soon as Nan Xun passed, he was taken into his arms by his arm, and he put her on his lap.

Not long after that, Nan Xun was frightened by Meng Ziyi who had transformed into a beast.

She simply suspected that Master Meng was no longer Master Meng. Looking at the various moves that the veteran driver would unlock, and the undisguised joyful expression on his face, he could no longer hold back all the sounds, and he released it very thoroughly.

Nan Xun listened to his breathing, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly. He no longer pretended to be an innocent little white rabbit. He cooperated wholeheartedly, and had a terrifying battle with him.

Afterwards, he hugged her tightly, reminiscing about the addictive out-of-control taste.

Meng Ziyi gently calmed down his breath, the two of them had already experienced a lot of spring breeze, but the joy they experienced this time was several times better than before.

After realizing what was wrong, his brows furrowed, Xun Xun, why are you like this...

Nan Xun chuckled, I haven't eaten pork and I haven't seen Zhuran? Master doesn't know what my real body is now, right?

As she said that, she leaned over and kissed her with a few saliva.

When he sipped the thin lips, the owner of the thin lips pursed a little in cooperation and took a breath.

How come I don't know, your real body is a painting. He said.

Nan Xun coughed lightly and whispered close to his ear: Master only knows one thing and doesn't know the other, my real body is actually a 'crippled' erotic palace picture.

Meng Ziyi's expression changed suddenly when he heard the last three words, Picture of the Erotic Palace... Picture of the Erotic Palace... Then isn't there a... man in this painting?

Or a man who lusts after painting?

As soon as Meng Ziyi thought of this, a strong murderous intent and ill-will suddenly erupted from his body.

Xiaoba: Hehe, congratulations to Nanxun, the blackening value of the big boss has increased by 3 points to 95, and it is not far from the metamorphosis.

Nan Xun didn't seem to notice at all, and still leaned in to kiss him on the face, not letting go of his eyebrows, eyes, and the tip of his nose, and smiled at him, Master is angry? They said that it was a broken erotic palace picture, and the painter took me After I painted it, I was reluctant to add any man to blaspheme me, so I was the only one in the painting.

Meng Ziyi's brows were still furrowed, Since it's an erotic palace picture, your posture in the painting must be very provocative. It's strange that Master Fang reacted like that when he saw you.

Having said that, he pinched her waist lightly, as if punishing her.

Nan Xun let out a soft whistle and murmured: It's not very provocative, just dressed lightly, and then half-lying on the ground.

Meng Ziyi suddenly squeezed her smooth arm with the palm of his hand, and stroked her slender neck as well as her delicate and beautiful collarbone along the arm, Here, here, and here... Xun Xun, who is your past master? Haven't seen it all, eh?

The anger he leaked made Nan Xun chuckle, Master, what they see is fake, what you 'see' and touch is real, why eat this kind of jealousy?

Meng Ziyi said with a cold face, I don't like them looking at your face with evil thoughts.

Nan Xun nestled into his arms and whispered: It's okay, the previous masters are all people with status, even if they have desires in their hearts, they will restrain themselves.

When Meng Ziyi heard this, he snorted softly: It's enough to pretend to be a gentleman in front of people. What restraint is there in front of a painting? I understand men better than you.

Nan Xun stretched out a finger and drew circles on his chest in grievance, Then what can I do? I'm just a dummy in the painting, and I didn't take the human form until the hands of Mr. Fang.

Meng Ziyi suddenly heard the words of Young Master Fang, and his face became darker, No wonder that Fang is more obsessed with you, he still doesn't know how many evil thoughts he has towards you in secret.

Recalling that Fang Yue once treated the chrysanthemum demon as a little painting spirit and did such **** things to her, the violence in his heart overflowed uncontrollably.

At that time, he hadn't seen through his affection for Hualing. Even if he didn't like Fang Yue, he had no position to do anything, but now he has regarded Hualing as his own woman. Those men who once coveted her, he is now again. I remember being so angry that I wanted to kill.

Nan Xun suddenly laughed, I don't know what other people think of me, and I don't care. Anyway, I only have one master in my heart. The master always talks about others, what about the master himself, master you... Do you secretly have many evil thoughts towards me?

Meng Ziyi pursed his thin lips tightly.

When Nan Xun thought he would not take care of this joke, he replied solemnly: Yes.

Before Nan Xun could say anything, he had already grasped her waist again, and he was once again upside down, and the heat wave was rolling in...