The Anarchic Consort Chapter 823: Like is always the beginning of destruction

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Even his hand was supporting the back of her head, his lips pressed hard, gradually madly attacking the city.

Not at all like men usually look like.

Phoenix feels a little bit suffocated, with white snow in his mind. I have never felt this way before.

All the oxygen was taken away, her chest was pressed, and the tall body pressing on her was getting hotter and hotter, as if she was about to be incinerated.

The longer the kiss, the more numb the tentacles of the tongue, and he parted slightly, his voice was a little strange and hoarse: "How do you feel?"

Feeling?

Phoenix subconsciously wants to refuse such intimacy.

But the man's arm was firmly restrained by the side.

He looked at her for a while, panting, and put his hand under her jaw.

Phoenix's robes are originally generous, which is very convenient for men to do this kind of thing.

"For the first time I think your Buddhist and Taoist clothes are good." The man smiled, pressed his lips to her ears, touched with the hot tip of his tongue, and slowly moved down...

Phoenix's body was numb, stiff and stretched, and the electric shock passed by, and his body twisted uncontrollably in the warming quilt, and he didn't let him go anymore, clasping his wrist, a little aura Ran: "It feels a bit strange, even practice should be enough."

"Enough?" The man stretched out his hand and stroked her skin, soft and delicate, almost sticking to his hand, how could such a touch be enough.

Phoenix looked at him: "Well, that's enough."

"Okay." The man released his hand, laughed again, in a playful manner, patted her back with his fingers, as if he was treating his own pet: "Enough today, review tomorrow." Such an interesting phoenix, of course you have to eat slowly...

Phoenix felt that something was pressing on his long legs. It was very hot and somewhat uncomfortable.

But it seems that no one has held her to sleep since childhood.

Starting from the Phoenix Chronicles, I was chanting at Tianmishan.

She remembers that at that time, the people around her would always look at her with strange eyes.

Because in Buddhism, apart from little monks and little novices, there has never been a child like her.

Venerable led her to let everyone know her.

"So she is the phoenix."

"Which Phoenix?"

"It is a phoenix born from hell, a phoenix that symbolizes a great omen."

"How can the phoenix have a serious omen?"

Yeah, Phoenix is ​​also thinking, how could she have a bad omen.

At that time, the little phoenix was already able to recite the scriptures, and he also knew what a great omen was.

An existence that is not expected or liked by others.

The later days seemed to prove this truth, and no one spoke to her.

The little phoenix in Tianmishan is all alone.

Be quiet and well-behaved. She never talks to people, let alone makes friends.

She has also seen some young novices who have a good relationship and sleep together. Everyone looks happy.

It was indeed held by someone, very warm, like an invisible breath, surrounded by her in a solid bed, and the man patted her on the back, it was really beautiful.

Phoenix felt that he had earned it, and stretched out his hand, hugged the man's waist which feels good, and muttered: "The Yuelao manual is really good."

The man looked down at the phoenix in his arms, and smiled: "It's really good, what was you thinking about?"

"Nothing." Phoenix tilted his head: "Thinking about the time I was born, you should know that I was born in hell. They said that there should have been two eggs, but when the shell was broken, there were only I am down."

The man smiled unclearly: "You mean that the moment you broke your shell, the sea of ​​blood dropped thirty-three waves of thunder and heaven. You have been in a very evil look since birth?"

"Hmm." Phoenix closed his eyes, looking like he was sleeping.

The man stretched out the long hair on her face, his voice faint: "If you didn’t have a terrible look since you were born, then no one would use Buddhism. These people always need someone to get a knife. Achieve them to save all sentient beings. In that case, whether it is good or bad, why should they decide."

Phoenix heard the last sentence and opened his eyes again. There seemed to be countless dazzling stars in his eyes: "You are right."

"So happy?" The man chuckled lightly.

Phoenix sat up: "A little bit, shall we continue to feed those monsters fish food, or go to a fight?"

Demons:...This is how you express your joy! ! ! ! ?

So that day, the monsters from the sea of ​​blood almost vomited after eating fish food!

It's just that they don't understand what the emperor means.

I have never seen a man indulging a phoenix like someone else.

Is it true?

It should be unlikely.

They know what this man wants to do, and there won't be much freshness after getting it, he always does.

Men indeed think so, although he treats Phoenix differently from others.

But what he wants to do has never changed, is to completely destroy this proud man.

It's not enough now, her eyes still don't look at him completely.

The man has never forgotten the appearance of seeing a phoenix for the first time.

At that time, she was still young.

But he grew up to look like a teenager.

Buddha and Taoism trapped him in the forbidden land of the 33rd heaven in order to convert him.

He only gave those Sanskrit voices a sneer, which was piercing pain.

However, none of these can surrender him.

He smashed the thunder cover and was covered in blood. The Venerable retreated when he knew it was difficult, and the clouds were raging.

Seven seven forty-nine days.

As long as he can file his bones against the Sanskrit.

You can not be bound by Buddhism and Taoism.

At the forty-seventh day, he met her.

She held the scriptures, tilted her head and looked at him, then knelt beside him, looked at him again, and asked, "Why are you kneeling here."

He ignored her, he had always been dismissive of Buddhists, let alone she was still a child.

She was quiet, and ran away after a while, and when she reappeared, she had an extra bun in her hand.

At that time, he didn't have a **** position. He came from the chaos, and it was indeed easy to get hungry, but he didn't expect that there would be people in Buddhism who would dare to give him food.

However, he is indifferent by nature, and it doesn't matter what consequences she will cause if she breaks the Buddhist vows.

Later, when it was forty-nine days, he broke out of the Buddha's light, and there was nothing in this world that could restrain him.

It was originally a sharp blade of Buddhism, but he didn't take it very seriously.

Only when she saw her again, there was only the Bodhi in her eyes. When she passed in front of him, she had a scimitar in her hand, cold and cold.

The man admits that he is such an impatient person.

Since the other person didn't see him in his eyes, then he broke her arrogance...