v3 Chapter 1281： The river **** is on (27)

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"How about your arm?"

"You touch." The first kite handed over.

Xuanying put down the teacup and first checked the black fingerprint on the wrist of the kite. He couldn't think of another way.

"Why should the muddy run to Hanjiang City?"

loach?

The Xuan Ying reacted to the river **** that the kite said.

His slender fingers moved slowly, passing the coolness to the first kite: "He lost the temple and blessed him, and he used power, and the law of heaven and earth had already discovered him."

The kite got up straight, opened the hand of the propaganda, sat in his arms and put his arm on him.

The announcement is dead.

"The young girl..."

"It's so comfortable." The reason for the first kite is justified.

Xuan Ying glanced at her, did not see anything else from her face, a pair of scorpions are clear, as if he thought more.

Xuan Ying had to let her go, one hand clasped her wrist, one hand ring around her waist, continue the words: "The law of heaven and earth must destroy all non-human races, he lost his blessing, only hiding in the most people It’s safe.”

Hundreds of thousands of people in the city of Hanjiang, through these humans to block the breath of his body, so that the law of heaven and earth can not detect him.

The law of heaven and earth is not a human being. It does not think. It can only be detected when the non-human race is leaked.

The river **** just saw him turn around and did not dare to do it. It is estimated that he is afraid of getting up and will be discovered.

The first kite listened to the interpretation of Xuan Ying, remembering the thundercloud that came last time...

The little muddy saw it and ran away.

"How do you know so clearly?"

"I also need to cover up whereabouts."

He is also a member of the inhuman race.

Looking at him from the beginning of the kite, the man's eyes narrowed and stared at the tea that gradually lost heat on the table.

Once upon a time, the gods and devils who turned their hands and covered their hands, nowadays are the dogs of the family, to be expelled.

Only human beings, this small but strong race, became the only winner.

Xuanying’s cheeks were a hot one, holding his face in both hands, forcing him to raise his head, and the shadow of the eyes was dark, and the soft, hot lips were stuck on his lips.

Xuan Ying pupils slightly shrunk.

The force of the finger of the first kite wrist is applied.

The kite stopped, but did not leave, just attached to his lips and said: "Do you want to abandon me a hand?"

The force that pinched her wrist was loose, and the kite once again kissed.

Xuan Ying: "..."

Although his memory is not complete, he can intuitively tell him that no one has ever been close to him before, and he has not even held hands.

The strange atmosphere blended and wrapped around his cold lips.

The hand holding his cheek slowly fell on his shoulder, and the hot breath deprived him of the coolness of his lips.

At this time, Xuan Ying couldn’t remember what they were saying, what the rules of the world, what river gods... all disappeared.

Xuan Ying's teeth were closed and did not give a chance to a kite.

The first kite was tried twice. Seeing that he didn't loosen it, he no longer insisted on it. He only kissed him.

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In the pharmacy, the medicine is scattered, the head of the movie is on the side, the lips are red, and there is some annoyance between the eyebrows.

The first kite was still sitting in his arms, holding a cup of tea and slowly sipping it. Just watching it, there was a bit of docile cleverness.

Xuanying Yuguang swept her, thinking in her heart: Now that I know how to drink slowly?

"you……"

"Drink?"

The first kite and the propaganda made a sound at the same time.

The teacup was handed to the lips of the shadow, in the dark ceramic cup, and half a cup of tea, the tea scented from his nose.

Ghosts made the difference, and Xuan Ying took the hand of the first kite and drank half a cup of tea.

Still carrying a warm tea along the throat, flowing into the stomach, like a little burning, making him a little uncomfortable.

After Xuan Ying finished drinking, she reacted. This cup of tea she had just drunk.

"Go down!" Xuan Ying said that turning his face turned his face, his voice was low, and his face sank.

The first step of the kite stepped on the ground and gently got up.

When the arms were empty, Xuanying relaxed and felt a little lost.

But he quickly converges that emotion. When the kite turns around, it shakes his sleeves and blocks in front of him.

"What are you doing with me?"

"I want to kiss." The kite held the table and turned his head. The tone was extraordinarily serious: "Can't you? You didn't push me away, prove you..."

"Shut up!" The voice of Xuan Ying is all annoyed.

Xuan Ying even had time to clean up his tea set and left.

The kite leaned against the table, and the fingertips lingered on the edge of the teacup. The cold and cold face suddenly evoked a careless smile.

A very light and light smile, fleeting, and then look, is the expressionless girl.

-

At night, Xuan Ying squatted with a demon.

He threw the demon in the backyard, and as soon as he looked up, he saw the kite standing at the door, looking at him with his eyes closed.

When Xuan Ying saw her, she remembered the kiss.

"How come you haven't rested yet."

Xuan Ying bowed her head and asked her with a muffled voice.

The first kite ring leaned against the door frame: "What body did you yell at me?"

Xuan Ying corrected: "This is a demon."

The kite was not good: "What is the difference?"

The kite came over from there and glanced at the demon that had been cut off: "How is he?"

Xuan Ying suddenly raised his head and flashed a sigh: "I’m upset, I want to kill."

The dark clouds of the sky do not know when to disperse, the crescent reveals a corner, and the faint glory falls on the man.

The beautiful face seems to be a bit sinister at this time.

He stared at the kite: "The girl, I saw you? Killing the demon and killing is no different to me. I am not a person, I don't know, I am something, I..."

The kite reached out and hugged him.

"I don't care what you are, you are mine."

The words of Xuan Ying were caught in the throat by the hug.

Xuan Ying saw the moonlight cast the shadows of the two on the ground, overlapping and lingering together, and the incomprehensible relatives were lingering.

He wants her to know that there will be no future with herself.

He wants to scare her away...

They should not have other embarrassment.

but……

The temperature on her body is too ruthless.

Xuanying slowly raised his hand and held the person in front of him, pressing the person in his arms.

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Xuan Ying wakes up from the bottom of the lake. When he wakes up, he doesn't remember anything except the spell that is similar to instinct.

I don't remember who I am, why I slept at the bottom of the lake.

Later, he gradually had memories, remembered his own name, remembered the realm of the gods, remembered the people of the realm, how to marry his heart.

Remember the last resentment and anger he left behind.

However, the channel of the gods is closed and he can no longer return to the realm of the gods.

He couldn't remember how long he wandered after he was awake.

Losing the heart, his body is always cold.

I don't feel any temperature.

He is always a person.

He doesn't need people to accompany him, and no one can stay with him.

Xuanying chin against the first kite neck, the voice is low: "You will regret it."

The girl’s resolute voice followed: “Never regret.”