Carry out obscenity to the end

The two have known each other for so many years, Dao Chi has never seen Fan Yue like this, and he was intoxicated for a while.

Then the intoxicated Taoist, like a puppet, completely forgot what he wanted to do.

Fanyue took the initiative to hold hands, embraced, and sought warmth, and she was still the female superior.

It's a shame, how can this upright man accept it.

It wasn't until Yunyu and the two of them exhausted all their energy that Dao Chi didn't know why Fanyue had this change. [

Because of the latent desires triggered by fornication, and then forcibly suppressed and cut off by the art of ruthlessness.

But the seed of desire is planted in the deepest part of my heart. If everything is the same as in the past, then it will be like what happened before, and this seed will wither and die over time.

However, a somewhat icy breath entered her body.

All kinds of distracting thoughts are unstoppable, and the tide is coming.

Especially the most taboo and least want to think of things, like taking root, reappear in my mind repeatedly.

The art of unfeeling was destroyed in an instant, some were love like a volcanic eruption, and some were yearning like a vast ocean.

Eventually the repressible boils down to a longing to be one.

In Dao Chi's mind, the Pearl of Misfortune is without a doubt, as Mo Yi said, definitely the number one yin treasure in the world.

It can arouse the thoughts that a person hides in the bottom of his heart that he is least willing to recall and face, directly attack the deepest part of the soul, trigger many negative thoughts, lead to extreme confusion of the soul, and become a fish to be slaughtered.

In just two days, Mo Yi harvested [-] million spirit stones.

This is just the beginning. Li Ren told Mo Yi excitedly that this ore vein runs from the center of the mountain all the way to the bottom, and there are ore veins. Now everyone is doing their best, and finally they will definitely be able to harvest unimaginable spirit stones.

More than 1000 people appearing in such a desolate place is itself a rather suspicious thing.

And as they entered the cave to mine ore, most of the figures did not go out of the valley, but they were no longer visible in the valley, which added a bit of weirdness.

There is no impenetrable wall in the world. In the past two days, although Mo Yi, Dao Chi, Su Nu and others tried their best to kill the spies, the news still inevitably leaked out.

There are only six people guarding the Wasteland Valley, including Mo Yi. Such a power is undoubtedly underestimated.

Nearly a thousand monks gathered, and the leader was an old man with a Chinese face.

"I am Feng Hao, the Patriarch of the Goshawk Sect. The one on my left is Tito, the Patriarch of the Bahu Sect, and the one on the right is Jia Dao, the Patriarch of the Jia Family. Behind me are the Patriarchs and Patriarchs of the various sects. Desolate Valley is the Patriarch. In this land, those who see the spirit veins in it have a share, and it is too disrespectful for you to try to monopolize it."

Mo Yi snorted slightly: "Then according to what you said, what should I do?"

Feng Hao said arrogantly: "Get out of the way and hand over your income from mining in the past few days. After our sects and sects have mined the mine veins, we will remember to share with you. After all, the mine veins were discovered by you, and there will be hardships without credit." labor."[

Mo Yi was surprised and said: "You mean, not only will you not kill us, but you will give us a share?"

Feng Hao said proudly: "Of course, such a charming beauty, it's too late to love her, so how can she be willing to kill her. As long as you know the truth, we will let bygones be bygones."

Mo Yi looked at the people around Feng Hao: "Sovereign masters, patriarchs, did you make the same decision when you came here?"

"I object."

"What Sect Master Feng said is my opinion."

"Old Tie, I love pity and love jade the most. Although you have killed many disciples in my sect, as long as this woman stays with me overnight, we will be the closest allies from now on, and everyone will share the blessings."

"Yes, everyone is blessed to share." The other patriarchs and suzerains behind them also nodded in agreement.

Ji Feiyan's eyes were extremely stern, especially looking at Feng Hao and Tito.

Mo Yi smiled and said: "Since everyone has made a decision, we can only follow it. Arms can't twist thighs, so why do you have so many people?"

Feng Hao and the others sneered, and praised Mo Yi for his knowledge of current affairs.

"Chunjiao."

"Natsumi"

Mo Yi was also laughing, suddenly uttering names in the laughter.

Two ethereal and gentle sword lights appeared from behind Mo Yi.

What Jian Guang pointed at was Feng Hao and Tito who laughed the most lewdly.

Both of these two were at the first level of the Heavenly Realm. Facing the sudden appearance of the sword light, even though they were surprised, they did not panic.

In their eyes, such an ethereal and gentle sword light is as beautiful as it is beautiful, but it is impossible for it to have some power and not threaten them.

The two each took out their housekeeping skills, trying to teach these two charming women a lesson, let them realize the absolute gap in strength, and then devote themselves to their crotch with all their hearts, enjoying the best of beauty.

Mo Yi noticed that under the light of the sword, these two people not only didn't take it seriously, but even showed such obscene expressions. Although Mo Yi didn't know what dirty thoughts were in the hearts of these two people at the moment, he knew that These two people will definitely not have these thoughts in the future, because being able to hurt Jiaodong, who is at the sixth level of the heavenly realm, will make them lose their future.

The fact is just as Mo Yi guessed, the weak Liu Fufeng's sword light easily tore apart all the resistance of the two, until their heads flew in the air, it seems that they still dare not face this reality.

Everyone was stunned, and they didn't wake up until the heads of Feng Hao and Tito fell to the ground.

The five old fellows who were also at the first level of the Heaven Realm rushed towards Mo Yi, waving their swords angrily. [

The sword qi and sword light were only an inch away from the top of Mo Yi's head, but Mo Yi didn't move at all. Instead, he looked at the old guys rushing to the front with pity.

Most of the truly powerful monks and those with outstanding talents have already gone to various cities, where is their battlefield.

And these old guys wandering on the edge of the city, even though they have some strength, but their potential has long been exhausted, how can they be compared with these arrogances around them.

Ji Feiyan, who couldn't bear it any longer, unsheathed the sword in his hand again.

Qingyue's sword cry made these guys who were stunned by anger seem to have a little bit of clarity.

It seems that there is a voice in the dark, constantly echoing in the bottom of their hearts, telling them to give up killing, put down the butcher knife, and be a calm person.

Before they knew it, their expressions were serene, their spirits relaxed, and the light and sword energy in their hands began to gain strength.

In the tranquility, it was like the sword of a flying fairy leaving a spot of cinnabar in their throats.

When they fell down, there were smiles on their faces, and they seemed to be really peaceful.