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The seductiveness in her words was wet and sticky. The girl with a pure, elegant and beautiful face now stuck out her red tongue like a puppy. The wet tip of her tongue was lightly hooked up, and she couldn't help licking Qingqiu's fingertips again and again.

"Well, this feels really good, doesn't it? As long as you relax your body like this, you'll feel better soon."

“Hmm… ahhh—”

Seraph's eyes were relaxed, and her pretty face showed a look of complete lust. Without waiting for Qingqiu's instructions, she tilted her head forward on her own and took Qingqiu's two fingers into her mouth.

The wet, hot and smooth little tongue moved deftly between Qingqiu's two slender and powerful fingers with a clear intention to please.

Looking at the cute magical girl sitting in his arms, with her head tilted, concentrating on serving his fingers with her lips and tongue, Qingqiu felt so much spiritual satisfaction that he narrowed his eyes in comfort.

The evil taste buried deep in his heart made him unwilling to simply start a double holiday with Serafla.

He grinned evilly and pretended to pull out his fingers. Seraflor subconsciously followed his fingers and slowly stood up, pressing against his chest.

"I've had enough of my fingers, so let's change the taste."

Pulling out his wet and shiny knuckles, Qingqiu forcefully kissed Serafla's lips. His tongue passed over her teeth almost unhindered, wantonly plundering the girl's wet and warm mouth for saliva.

"Woooooooo..."

Seraphlu was almost unable to breathe because of his tongue, but her flushed face was full of satisfaction.

The pair of white and tender arms and the long legs wrapped in black silk stockings were tightly pressed together, but were forcibly opened by Qingqiu's legs. She could only rub them against each other vigorously, entrusting all her weight to Qingqiu, giving him a wonderful and silky touch.

This is the reaction...it's about time.

Qingqiu silently counted the girl's disordered breathing in his arms. As expected, after passing a certain node that could not be quantified, Seraful's breathing rhythm suddenly became deeper and more leisurely.

Seraphlu half opened her eyes, the red light in her eyes was unusually bright, her body temperature gradually rose, and turned a delicate pink.

Suddenly, some faint red light streams appeared in the air around them, circling silently around the two people's bodies.

Different from the majestic blue magical airflow surrounding the battlefield, the power that Serafla unconsciously unleashed at this moment would only completely isolate those who were in it from the outside world.

The intellect is indiscriminately eliminated, leaving only a little bit of bystander consciousness, and the rest is controlled by primitive animal desires.

When the Demon King is in heat, she always forces her partner to join in, using high-intensity bonding under the control of her bestiality to ensure that she can produce offspring every time.

Unfortunately, Qingqiu's strength far exceeds hers, and Serafla's power has no effect on him at all.

If Serafla wants to have Qingqiu's child, she needs to work even harder.

Qingqiu was shocked at first, but soon discovered the truth and became even more excited.

Qingqiu reached out and held Seraful's hips, and stood up from the sofa.

The lithe girl was forced to rise up, and her body, which had already developed a tacit understanding, consciously hugged Qingqiu's neck.

A big hand passed through the popliteal fossa of her left leg, and with the sound of "hissing" of the black silk stockings at her hips, Seraful's entire black silk leg was pulled up, with her round knees pressed against her delicate chest.

Seraphlu could only tense her long right leg to barely maintain her balance.

The elbow joint was tightly pressed against the girl's knee. Qingqiu's broad palm gently grasped the slender neck, and the other hand was placed on the girl's waist and hips, preventing her from losing balance while also cutting off the possibility of escape.

Hanging helplessly on Qingqiu, with her legs raised in an erotic and shameful position, Seraphlu's surging desires completely overwhelmed her rationality.

“Ha… slurp slurp—”

The fragrant red tongue seemed to be spit out along with shame, and wrapped around Qingqiu's tongue hungrily.

The slightly numb tongues pressed greedily against each other, the soft tongue coating rubbed against each other, the crystal saliva blended along the tongues, condensed into crystal silver threads and dripped down, finally wetting Seraful's mature, beautifully shaped, and perky breasts.

Such an intimate posture also made the private parts of the two people closely attached to each other. There was no need to calibrate the angle of insertion with the eyes. Seraful's two abalones, which had long been swollen with blood, were like the mouth of a thirsty baby, sucking the front part of Xiao Qingqiu enthusiastically. One could even clearly feel the force of swallowing it inwards.

Qingqiu took a deep breath and suddenly thrust his waist forward, instantly filling Seraflor's narrow and wet vagina.

Bright red liquid mixed with sticky juice kept dripping, and the brief whine of pain quickly turned into gentle moans filled with a pink scent.

Then, encouraged by the shrill and charming moans in his ears, he rammed the girl's pubic bone hard again and again.

Everything tonight seemed to be a preparation for the crazy output at this moment. The deep places that fingers and tongues could not reach were being wantonly plowed by the dragon-like flesh pillar.

The girl's tender flesh in front of Xiao Qingqiu was like a young kendo girl who couldn't even hold a wooden sword facing a muscular boxer.

It was an overwhelming ravage. If she could use her lips, tongue and silk feet to skillfully maneuver Xiao Qingqiu before, then at this moment, Seraful, who was being penetrated from the front, had completely lost the room to confront Qingqiu on an equal footing.

He thrust in and out forcefully the beautiful demon girl hanging on him, looking at her pretty face smeared with saliva and tears, her eyes completely losing all consciousness and rolling upwards, her miserable state of mind about to collapse made Qingqiu feel a little guilty and...excited.

If Seraflor hadn't been desperately holding the back of his neck and whimpering like a bitch in between their tongue kisses, he would have planned to slow down the pace of thrusting.

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The sound of Yinmi's flesh was endless. Her white and tender body was shaking violently under Qingqiu's impact, and the place where the two of them were connected was constantly splashing with crystal clear mucus.

“Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee???!”

Qingqiu's hips hit the white and tender pubic flesh at a high frequency, and the balls in the bag swayed and slapped Seraflor's pink petals hard, as if they wanted to be stuffed into that wet pink flower hole together.

Qingqiu's ravages quickly left Seraphle's pubic area stained with red marks.

The huge purple dragon that was deeply inserted into the lower abdomen was moving in an almost arrogant manner.

Each time, it would only withdraw a few inches, leaving the stretched vagina with almost no room to close and breathe, and the hot dragon head would once again fiercely slam into the sensitive and fragile cervix, causing Seraful to scream in despair.

Whenever Qingqiu wanted to withdraw more length, the complicated folds of flesh were like countless warm little hands, trying their best to keep Qingqiu inside the body. If they pulled it back forcibly, they would even pull the tender edge of the flower path out of the body.

"When Seraphlu is in heat, she acts like a puppy. Only a female dog would lock Ojinjin tightly inside her body like this."

Qingqiu gently licked the hot tears from the corners of Seraph's eyes, and under the palm of his hand that was holding her slender neck, he felt the blood vessels pulsating excitedly.

“Ha, ha—Seraful…I’m not Qingqiu’s little bitch—mmmm…I was just defeated by Qingqiu’s Ou Jinjin…It became like this, huhu…Is there nothing I can do about it?—”

The unprecedented pleasure that she had been looking forward to for many years filled her body. At this moment, Seraflor was unable to utter even a complete sentence. The bytes were immediately forgotten by her brain after they came out of her mouth.

The usually stern demon girl's black hair gradually became messy under Qingqiu's impact. She stuck out her bright red tongue erotically and let her saliva drip.

The delicate and beautiful face was blooming with a wanton and satisfied smile.

"Really? I actually defeated Lord Leviathan, one of the four great demon lords of the demon world... This is really a memorable scene. Should I record it as a souvenir?"

The fingers sank deeply into the buttocks through a layer of black stockings. The silkiness of the pantyhose and the softness of the buttocks intertwined to create an extremely pleasant feel.

Qingqiu continued to tease her with words, without stopping his hands, and played with Seraful's buttocks.

The two round petals wrapped in black silk began to tremble as if they were electrified as Qingqiu rubbed them vigorously with his palms. At the same time, he felt the inside of Seraflor tighten suddenly.

The flower path, which had been gradually adapted to Xiao Qingqiu's size under the rough development, suddenly shrank, and the folds of flesh all over the inside of the vagina were like vacuum cups, firmly adhering to the surface of the column with blue veins.

"It's really tight. This is definitely a body structure that is deliberately squeezed to make it more juiced..."

Qingqiu was somewhat unwilling, as he should have been able to last longer with his strength. However, in front of Seraphle's climax garden which had completely turned into a juicer, no matter how ambitious he was, he could only hand over his life essence honestly.

He gritted his teeth, and thrust hard a few times against the virgin's vagina, which was violently pumping from the center of its flower to the tip of its genitals. However, the tight vagina that was on the verge of limit made it difficult for Xiao Qingqiu to move.

Finally, amid the high-pitched and charming moans of the girl in his arms, he hugged the delicate body tightly, kissed her sweaty forehead, and ejaculated the second essence of life today.

“Ah, huh? … Huh? …”

Serafla showed a confused and slightly lost expression, her moist eyes staring blankly at Qingqiu's eyes in front of her.

At the same time, the cervix of the flower wrapped around Xiao Qingqiu like a living creature, wriggling eagerly and sucking the hot body fluids.

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Chapter 511 Dragon God Level

For about three or four minutes, Seraflaur's eyes were out of focus, and she completely ignored Qingqiu's call. The cute, sexy and exquisite magical girl costume was full of traces of being roughly ravaged, and it hung loosely on the girl's trembling, weak body.

But even in this state of distraction, the magic power in Serafla's body was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

An invisible bottleneck was easily broken, and Serafla officially became a superior god.

But her strength was still growing, and it only stopped when all the life essence in her body was digested.

At this time, her strength was already approaching the sub-dragon god level.

In just a few minutes, Seraflame surpassed a level of strength that would have taken years to improve.

Before she could be surprised, an even more vast and profound aura came from Qingqiu, who was hugging her tightly.

After absorbing the Yin essence of the virgin goddess of the middle-level god Serafla, Qingqiu finally took the last half step and became one of the most powerful beings in this world, a dragon god level.

With a delighted smile, Qingqiu lowered his head and kissed Serafla's pretty face, which was as delicate as a baby's.

Although he knew that he was only a stone's throw away from a breakthrough, the refreshing feeling he felt after the breakthrough still made him extremely excited.

The girl's wet vagina in his arms was still tight, but she was also in the same state of satisfied exhaustion as her master at the moment.

Due to the improvement in strength and the effect of dual cultivation ability, Serafla was not actually very tired. On the contrary, her condition was better than ever before.

This feeling of exhaustion is more due to satisfaction and excessive mental excitement.

Therefore, Qingqiu successfully pulled out Little Qingqiu with just some effort. He watched the bulge on Serafla's smooth belly slowly disappear. He resisted the urge to stuff the already erect Little Qingqiu back in. Qingqiu then gently placed the limp and convulsing Serafla on the sofa.

Standing astride the girl's body, Qingqiu looked down at Seraflor, admiring the look of being "coerced by her lousy brother-in-law, tricked into the room and then eaten up", and silently planned the next round of sex positions.

"Heh... this cosplay costume is totally unwearable."

The beautiful demon girl, who had recovered from her shock, looked at Qingqiu with a sweet smile. The night rain created by the magic spell in the bedroom seemed to fall into her eyes, and her dark red eyes were moist.

Unprepared, facing Qingqiu with her beautiful muscular lines after taking off her clothes, Serafla's legs were spread out weakly to the sides, revealing the pubic triangle that was covered with red marks from being hit.

"I can't even close my legs... Qingqiu, please be gentle..."

The devil's instinct controlled the girl's brain, and she flirted with Qingqiu who was looking down at her in an obscene manner.

It seems... there is something wrong——

Qingqiu scratched his face, feeling a little embarrassed.

With Seraphlu's extremely mature and attractive body, he might not be able to hold back.

The previous dual cultivation of such intensity was done out of consideration for Seraflor, but now that the Demon King has become more powerful and has more experience, he will most likely become even more unscrupulous.

But no matter how strong he was or how good his physique was, Serafla, who was lying under him, was first and foremost a woman, a young girl, and a virgin.

If one responds to the other's advances rudely without thinking, then there is a danger that the relationship between the two will deviate into the twisted direction of sex toy and master.

Even if it went against Serafla's desire at the moment, Qingqiu didn't want her to become a stupid pig who was in heat all day long and was obsessed with desire.

Although he could trust Seraflor's willpower, Qingqiu didn't want to take the gamble.

Anyway, I am quite good at the gentle approach.

He reached out and turned Seraflor over, gently patting her still trembling buttocks. Seraflor understood and supported herself on the sofa with both hands.

The black stockings were ragged, revealing her snow-white, tender buttocks that were raised to the same level as Qingqiu's lower abdomen.

The male's body temperature, which was just a centimeter away, made Seraph's waist go weak, but the expected numbness and fullness did not appear. She couldn't help but look back at Qingqiu who was caressing her buttocks.

He gave Seraflor a subtle and gentle smile in return, and only used the dragon's head to gently kiss her delicate, engorged petals.

The sudden night breeze, carrying with it cool and humid air, swept across the entire bedroom, gently shaking the fire, blowing away the sticky and wet heat in the air, and restoring a trace of clarity in the girl's eyes.

At this moment, Xiao Qingqiu, who was pressed against her private parts, formed a strong contrast with the cold night rain outside the window. Even if Seraflare used reason to reconsider her decision, her choice would still be the same.

The soft and elastic buttocks were slightly flattened against the solid abdominal muscles. Seraflor gently swayed her waist and hips, rubbing against Qingqiu's body like a kitten.

Her pretty face, which was flushed deeply, was tightly hidden under her dense ebony-like hair. She said in a coy voice, "Mmmmm...please, put it in——"

Qingqiu leaned over and pressed against that smooth, beautiful back, gently pressing the back of Serafla's right hand and interlocking their fingers.

The other hand reached under the hanging black hair, trying to move the girl's pretty face towards him, but she dodged. He could only turn to touch the soft lips. Not long after, the soft little tongue was dragged into his mouth and sucked gently.

Qingqiu chuckled in her ear, "This position is almost like a dog. In such an embarrassing position, do you still want me to penetrate you, Seraful?"

"Um……"

Perhaps it was an accidental moan while sucking the finger, but the black-haired girl immediately turned her face to the other side, and the only sounds from under her long, lacquered hair were the wet licking sounds and soft breathing.

"Okay, I'll enjoy my lovely little bitch Demon King once more--"

Xiao Qingqiu slowly slid into the little garden in heat, and her soft and beautiful flesh began to wriggle impatiently. He almost didn't need to take the initiative to exert any force, and he could feel Xiao Qingqiu being sucked into the depths bit by bit.