Beast Master Xuannv

Que Ye only felt his chest.There is a round object rubbing against the chest, and it is still chasing between the two peaks, licking oil.

Her face was even darker now, and she pulled the thing's ears with tender hands, and pulled them on.

Four eyes facing each other.

This person has a pointed face, peach eyes, typical eyes of a vagabond, a tall straight nose bridge, lips as thin as peach petals, pink, fair and tender skin, as if it could be blown to pieces.

Beauty, another beauty, Que Ye shook his head, is this girl a man or a woman?

The beauty slightly squinted her peach blossom eyes, her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she smiled softly.

Que Ye's heart tightened, he was firing at her?

The beauty pursed her lips, "Sister Chambord, your breasts are so fragrant and soft, even more fragrant than mine. Mother's are more fragrant..."

Que Ye's face turned darker, and he clenched his tender little hands.

The beauty continued to say desperately: "Well, it's just that the person looks too dark, otherwise..."

Que Ye was short of breath, it wasn't that her face was black, but because of him.

Take a deep breath, make a fist, and push hard.

At first, she saw that this "thing" was beautiful, and couldn't bear to do it, but now she is really angry!

The fist wind was still lingering, and the beauty jumped up immediately, her movements were more flexible than a monkey's.

The beauty stood up, patted the green robe on her body, and cast a wink at Que Ye who was still lying on the ground.

"Sister Shampoo, today. I have something urgent to do, so I'll look for you another day!"

After the beauty finished speaking, she waved her hand, a green light flashed, and a green long sword appeared out of thin air.

The long sword floated at a height of one meter, and in a blink of an eye it was three feet wide.

Que Ye blinked, then rubbed vigorously to make sure that what she saw was not a hallucination.

(⊙o⊙)...Are you making a movie?Or Legend of Sword and Fairy?

Then, the beauty jumped up, fluttering like a green butterfly, and cast her winking eyes.

With a little tiptoe, he stood on the sword.

Hula--

As soon as the long sword was buffered, it rushed out like a rocket, that posture, that speed. . . . . .

There is no hanging wire, no magnetic levitation, it is an invisible force.

Damn it, my God, this world is so unreal.

thorn--

Another few silver needles were shot past Que Ye's ears, chasing after the beauty in green.

Another beauty came with a sword, with a vain and windy appearance, a heroic figure, red lips and white teeth, like a heroine walking out of a picture scroll.

The female beauty had her waist-length black hair loose, which was still wet, and her pretty face was twisted ferociously because of anger.

"Prostitution, thief, how dare you steal. Peeping at this girl's bath, this girl will cut you into pieces and soak your feet in water!"

. . . . . .

Really classic, and the plot of Jin Yong's martial arts. . . . . .

This will be the heroine beauty has flown far away.

Really peach-eyed male compatriots should stay away.

**

When Que Ye was feeling mysterious and amazing--

Two more black dots flew in the distance, very fast, but in a short while, the two dots were already within sight.

It's two women.

One in front and one behind, the one in front is a woman in red. This woman is also as beautiful as a flower, with a delicate slap face, and the corners of her eyes are slightly raised.

With a kind of aristocratic arrogance, he raised his eyebrows and looked down at Que Ye coldly.

This woman is beautiful, but her temperament disgusts her.

Looking at the woman in white next to her, she is equally as beautiful as a fish or a wild goose.

The willow eyebrows are like silk ink, the eyebrows are like black paintings, the nose is small and tall, the lips are as thin as cicada wings, and the face is full of dignity and virtuousness.

This looks familiar--