The villain is acting as a demon again

Chapter 652 The Battle of the Palace Gate 13
The two sank under the water, and they jumped out of the water until they could not hear the movement on the shore.

The two of them were drenched to the ground, even though they were highly cultivated, it was extremely cold even in the icy and snowy world.

"Miss, leave the palace." Xi Yang held her hand tightly, noticed that her pulse was disordered, and saw that her face was pale, but her lips were strangely bright red.

There were faint bloodshot eyes in the scorching sun, his whole body was in dire straits, he calmed down for a moment: "The royal palace is blocked, the underground palace is blocked, go to the harem."

Concubines, princesses and underage princes live in the harem. The palaces are relatively dense, and there are pavilions, flowers and trees everywhere.

It was already past midnight, and the palace lanterns were looming in the dark night.

Scorching sun sneaked into a palace with Xi Yang, knocked out the guards and maids who were watching the night, and sneaked into the bedroom without a sound.

The lights were not on, and through the night pearls on the wall, the furnishings in the hall could be vaguely seen.

Xi Yang used magic power to dry her clothes, but felt that her clothes were still wet: "Miss, is it cold?"

Jiaoyang didn't speak, Yanye's eyes were especially strange in the darkness, she suddenly stretched out her hand, and brushed his forehead with cold fingertips, there was a trace of blood.

Xiyang trembled slightly, not daring to look at her, feeling extremely painful in his heart, he couldn't imagine the pain when taking her heart's blood.

"Miss, dry your clothes first."

Jiao Yang seemed unable to hear his words, her fingertips were stained with bright red blood, her eyes lit up, and she put her fingertips to her lips.

"Miss, don't!" Xi Yang was startled, and immediately grabbed her hand.

Scorching Yang's eyes were gloomy, he broke free from his hand, and was about to stroke his forehead again.

"The wound is dirty, I'll find you some water to drink." Xiyang was frightened by her actions, and quickly grabbed her hand.

"I don't want water." Scorching Sun's voice was low and hoarse, floating gently in the dark night, with an indescribable charm.

"What's wrong?" Xi Yang's heart tightened, seeing her seemed a little out of order.

"I want your blood." Jiaoyang said what she wanted to do the most, she wanted it very much.

Xi Yang was stunned for a moment, and then said: "The general gave me a elixir, my blood may be poisonous, so I can't enter it."

Jiao Yang smiled lightly, and whispered, "Father lied to you."

After finishing speaking, her hand stroked his forehead again.

Xiyang was taken aback again, seeing that she was about to put her fingertips into her mouth again, he immediately grabbed her hand: "The wound is dirty, wait a minute, I'll go find a cup."

The scorching sun couldn't wait, grabbed his arm to prevent him from going, and brushed his other hand over his neck, as if he could see sweet blood flowing in the blue veins.

She leaned forward, her cold hands slowly moved to his waist, gently embraced him, her head rested on his shoulder, and her lips moved to his neck.

Xiyang's heart was beating up and down, and taking advantage of the embrace at this moment, he dried her clothes with magic power, and brushed her hair with his hand, the wet hair gradually became light and smooth.

Suddenly, there was a pain in the shoulder, and Xiyang's body became stiff.

Although it was separated by the cloth, she bit it so hard that some blood oozes out, but the blood is absorbed by the clothes.

She moved her hand to his skirt, untied the belt, and tore off the collar, so that she could finally taste the sweet taste.

"Miss?" Xi Yang didn't move at all, with such a posture, a thin blush appeared on his handsome face, and the tingling pain on his shoulders was covered by her tenderness.

The two hugged each other, she was intoxicated in his blood, the blood in her whole body seemed to be boiling, and the originally cold body gradually became scorching hot.

Xiyang's mind was in a mess, and she was unconsciously intoxicated by her tenderness. At a loss, she stretched out her arms around her waist, and hugged her gently.

He probably knew what was wrong with her. Thinking of this, his hands were trembling, and his heart was also trembling.

He didn't expect this day to come so early, so he was caught off guard.

But he didn't stop her and let her do whatever she wanted.

Until the clothes on his body were almost completely off, his eyes flickered, his handsome face was flushed, and his heart was brewing for a long time, his voice was almost inaudible: "Miss, there is a bed over there..."

The movement of Jiao Yang's hands paused, then dragged him to the side of the bed, and pushed him down onto the bed.

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(End of this chapter)