Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3498 What if the disciple always wants to deceive the teacher (end)

   "As for?!" Feng Yu's temple jumped fiercely.

   Dye Bai gave a sneer.

  I was tired after waiting for the last one to chase the other one for most of the day. Feng Yu panted and lay on the ground, looking at the sky, "No, it seems you and your master?"

  "It's not the master." The demon said coldly.

  Feng Yu Henyi turned his head to look at her.

   Immediately after hearing Ranbai say: "It's a Taoist couple."

  Feng Yu: "……"

  "?!!!" He looked at Dye Bai in shock, "Is I crazy or are you crazy? Dao couple?!"

  Mozun's attitude was calm and lazy, and when he slightly lifted his chin, he carried an arrogant meaning. He was very dissatisfied with Feng Yu's shock, "What?"

"..." Feng Yu squinted his eyes, and the meaning of his eyes was unclear: "You are a well-known master-disciple relationship. If this spreads out to become a Taoist couple, that reputation...you don't need to care, how about you? So the master is letting you mess around too?"

   "Making a fool?" The white sword pointed at him, "You say it again."

  Feng Yu: "……"

  The Demon King screamed, his eyes smoothly fell on the sword held by Ran Bai. The blade was thin and sharp, and it shone coldly in the sun.

   "Yes, this is even passed on to Xueji. I have exchanged my life sabers, and I can't justify it if I don't have any personal affair."

   Dyeing white and chuckled slightly.

  Later,

  The Great Marriage of the Devil Realm is an announcement to the world.

  Master and apprentice change couple.

  Vibrate the Three Realms.

   Hearing the news at the head of Xuan Qingzong at that time, he almost didn't spit out blood.

  They Xianjun were just taken away by the devil? ! !

  The head of the house regretted not in the beginning.

  What the headmaster didn’t know was that a few days before the marriage of the Demon Realm, the girl demon only said "I marry the master.", and she won the cold word of Xianjun without any hesitation.

--"good."

  ...

  Makai.

  Blood moon coquettish.

  Shili Hongzhuang, Fengguanxiapi, who was originally in the Yeshan illusion, finally became a reality.

  A green silk is upright, and a red dress is like blood.

  Who has such picturesque eyebrows and a scorching smile, all over the world.

  Mozun and Xianjun’s wedding, under the coercion, no one dared to object.

  The night is as dark as ink, and the red curtain falls.

  The voice of dialogue is slightly blurred in the moonlight.

  "Master."

"Um."

  The man smiled and asked, "Are you double repair?"

  Mo Yue was silent for a second or two,

  A low, cold voice fell calmly, and there was still only one voice: "Yeah."

The devil finally got his wish and got the immortal monarch, who had always been cold and abstinent, to his hand, watching him tear his red clothes to pieces, the mist was filled, and occasionally a few cold and seductive gasps melted between his lips and teeth, and the green and astringent catered to him, and he was willing to make him sob. .

   "Do you like it, Master?"

  She is very bad, pestering him in a low voice and repeatedly asking many times.

  Until the end, she heard Xianjun gently saying in her ear: "I like you."

Then.

  Yan Bai smiled slightly.

   Taking advantage of the ecstasy of Xianjun being kissed, he slowly buckled the silver handcuffs prepared a long time ago on Yu Chen's thin wrist.

  The cold temperature touches the wrist, which makes people tremble.

  Yu Chen paused slightly, those misty eyes slowly widened, staring at her in a daze.

  But the demon who did this kind of thing did not feel guilty at all, pinched Xianjun’s jaw to a deep kiss, and whispered in his ear: "Didn’t the master say something to the disciple."

  She stared at him, her blood-colored eyes suppressed the dark and eerie emotions, she slowly curled up the corners of her red lips, and said softly, with a strange and cold entanglement for no reason: "The disciple wants to lock up the master."

  Yu Chen never thought about it.

  Dyeing white would have such thoughts.

  The icy handcuffs between the wrists are slender and slender chains, without the slightest temperature, confining people.

   "It's mine if I close it and lock it." Her eyebrows were crooked, dull and morbid, she stroked Xianjun's eyes with her fingertips, and whispered like a lover: "No, Master."

Yu Chen's thinking was blank for a moment, he glanced at the silver chain on his wrist, faintly pressed a red mark, and sighed lightly, his eyes were dyed white, and the breeze and bright moon were outlined at the end of his eyes, but he was willing to accompany him. She fell into depravity together, and he said calmly and gently: "Yes."

  He said: "It has always been yours."

  She finally defiled her god.

   blasphemed the immortal monarch who had always been high, and dragged the gods from the immaculate altar.

  (End of this chapter)