The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor Chapter 1122: Spring in a room.

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"En..." Huan Qingyan also began to be emotional, biting her lip and her face was particularly seductive. The movement in his hands also slowed down.

Jimoya gritted her teeth and endured the fatal irritation caused by her slippery little hands. He pulled her up and pressed her back on the bed. Her hair spread out, a few strands pressed against her face. Set off a messy sexy.

He leaned over to kiss her, "Xiaoyan...you are so beautiful..."

She flew over with a wink, and he couldn't help it, sitting on top of her, propping up on the bed with his knees, holding her **** in both hands, and stuffing his high desire in from below... …

Huan Qingyan let out a muffled snort, and his fingers clasped his shoulders tightly, leaving deep marks.

Jimoya moves gently, coaxing her softly.

Huan Qingyan has adapted to it for a while, and finally got the benefits, and cooperated with him to twist.

Yingying turned softly to the suppressed and cheerful voice.

Jimoya has worked harder, the two lovers are closely united, and there is no more physical and mental distance.

Under the red candle tent, a room of spring light.

Until the east is clear.

***

After the wedding ceremony, Xun Sheng made a simple arrangement, and took Ma Tianyin and Madame Huan to the Chuiyun Empire.

At the place, Ma Tianyin bit his scalp and said, "Holy Lord, can I find out Xinghan's whereabouts first?"

"It doesn't need to be said for you, naturally it is important to save people first." Xun Sheng nodded, "Take the old man to the fantasy palace."

"Yes! It's in that direction, not far from here." Ma Tianyin was overjoyed, Xinghan's disappearance, he has been a little self-blaming, immediately glanced at the silent Madame Huan and hurriedly led the way.

Illusory Mansion was left alone, and everyone was pleasantly greeted. "Madam is back? How fast!"

Ma Tianyin preemptively said, "Luo Qiao, this is Xun Sheng."

Luo Qiao was taken aback. Although she didn't know the sages above, she was also a spiritualist at any rate, and naturally she had heard the names of several sages.

At the moment, he was busy and blessed, "I have seen the Lord, the servants went to pour tea..."

Xun Sheng waved his hand, "No, take the old man to Xiao Xinghan's residence first."

Luo Qiao was a little puzzled, and looked at Madam Magic.

Mrs. Huan furrowed her brows and whispered, "Xinghan was taken away, so let's do what the Lord Master said."

Luo Qiao was taken aback again, but didn't ask anything, and hurriedly led everyone over.

This is a small room, very ordinary.

Xun Sheng stood in the middle of the room, staring intently, and probed carefully.

For a long time, his brows frowned.

It's demons again!

Although it is very thin, but with his semi-holy cultivation, as long as a little bit remains, he can distinguish it.

And the hijacker should have a very low level of cultivation, or a low level of demons, otherwise there will be no demonic energy left.

Mrs. Huan looked aside and said tremblingly, "I also hope that the Lord will have mercy and save the child."

Xun Sheng nodded slightly, turned his wrist, and took out something.

This thing is dark, it should be a plant, but a few leaves are irregularly curved, and the top is still hooked, and it shakes a little, like the claws of a ghost.

Mrs. Huan was startled and took a step back.

With a wave of Saint Xun's hand, one of the blades flew out of thin air, and then suddenly burned in midair.

It burned out in a while, but there was no fly ash as everyone expected, but a black gas.

This black air is extremely weak, and it can be seen faintly drifting to the west.

As soon as Xun Sheng came in, this room was restricted and closed tightly.

This black qi seems to be blown by the wind, and the scene is permeating.