Chapter 823

"What's the matter with you?" Ding Zhizhi turned around and looked at Wang Zhu who was still in shock.

"Ah...it's nothing, it's nothing...I haven't had a good rest recently...don't come here!"

Wang Zhu shook his head fiercely. Ding Zhihui in front of him had a flowery face for a while, and a terrifying skull for a while, constantly changing alternately.

Wang Zhu knew that Ding Zhizhi was fine, but his brain had hallucinations.

Why is this happening?

Why is this happening?

Wang Zhu looked at his nose, nose, and heart, urging the aura in his limbs and bones. Finally, the illusion in front of him gradually disappeared, and Ding Zhizhi's appearance no longer changed, and he returned to the appearance of a closed moon and shameful flowers.

"Is it better?" Ding Zhizhi looked anxious.

"Okay, it's all right."

Wang Zhu took a deep breath and nodded.

"Scared me."

Ding Zhizhi patted his plump chest lightly. It was only at this time that Wang Zhu discovered that Ding Zhihui was wearing a black suspender skirt for the first time today. The suspender skirt was broken, revealing a pair of white and fit long legs. Fantasies.

What made Wang Zhu's nose bleed the most was that the top half of the suspender skirt was also very low, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin, and the deep gully made Wang Zhu feel dizzy for a while.

Ding Zhizhi's graceful figure was fully displayed, like a ball of fire beating in front of Wang Zhu's eyes. Wang Zhu gradually felt his mouth dry and his heart beating faster, so he hugged her suddenly, his lips fluttered on Ding Zhizhi's neck and shoulders Honey, she struggled for a while and then gave up. She was obviously provoked by Wang Zhu. Although she was still slightly resisting, there was already a weak groan in her throat.

"Don't... you eat first... oh..."

Wang Zhu's big hands had already landed on Ding Zhihui's graceful and enchanting body, and the blood was rushing and boiling in his veins, as if about to explode.

"Delicious food."

The evil fire in Wang Zhu's heart has been stirred up, so he can't even care about eating. Besides, Wang Zhu is now a cultivator in the Nascent Soul Stage, so he won't starve to death even if he doesn't eat for two months, let alone two meals.

"It's just your sweet mouth... ah..."

With the straight hit Huanglong,

A soul-stirring groan sounded from the kitchen façade, followed by a primitive crash.

The silence speaks.

Both of them were immersed in the wildness and couldn't extricate themselves.

I omit 10,000 words here, and make up my own brain...

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Ding Zhixiang was dripping with sweat, and his whole body was limp on Wang Zhu's body, and the red tide on his face spread to his fair neck.

Wang Clumsy lay on the sofa, feeling the smooth baby-like skin of the soft and boneless beauty in his arms.

Wang Zhu believes that among all the women he knows, Ding Zhihui is the best maintained, and her figure is completely worthy of "one point is too much, and one point is too little".

Obviously, Ding Zhihui quickly took care of himself. Of course, it is probably related to the Ding family's Chinese medicine. After all, the biggest advantage of Chinese medicine compared with Western medicine is conditioning. Of course, the key is Ding Zhizhi's life philosophy. She is willing to spend time and money on maintaining her body.

"It's you, the food is cold." Ding Zhizhi poked Wang Zhu's forehead coquettishly.

"I am full."

"Hehehe...you're just like this, you're full...ah..."

Before Ding Zhizhi's voice fell, he felt extremely full in his body.

Wang Zhu launched a new round of charge, Ding Zhihui was like a flat boat in the sea, ups and downs...

...

When Wang Clumsy left, Ding Zhihui, who was soft and weak, was already unable to stand up.

"Wisdom, you should rest early."

"Wang stupid, don't go..."

"Do you want more?" Wang Zhu had a smirk on his face.

"Ah...don't don't, I'm afraid of you..." Ding Zhihui was so frightened that Huarong turned pale and shook his head repeatedly.

"Don't just sleep obediently."

"Hey..." Ding Zhihui stretched out his jade arms, not letting go coquettishly.

"Well, let the fire burn again!"

"Ah... Wang stupid... you... huh..." Ding Zhizhi felt the hot penetration and fulfillment.

At the primeval peak, Ding Zhizhi fell into a coma.

Wang Zhu sorted out Ding Zhizhi's blood with spiritual energy, so that she could sleep soundly.

After closing the doors and windows and activating the villa's alarm system, Wang Zhu quietly left the Ding's villa.

Wang Zhu also wanted to stay at Ding's house, but he always felt uneasy. There was a mysterious force in his brain that was interfering with his thinking.

Apparently, it was the pharaoh's curse that was at work.

Wang Zhu is not very worried about himself. He is mainly afraid that he will accidentally hurt Ding Zhihui by staying at Ding's house. After all, he has learned from the past just now. Once he fantasizes that Ding Zhihui has become a demon in his head, and his brain loses control, he will kill Ding Zhihui. It is also possible, if this kind of thing really happened, it would be a real tragedy in the world.

Of course, Wang Zhu still had one other wish for not staying overnight——Xu Xianxian.

When he left the hotel, Wang Chu felt Xu Xianxian's resentment. If he didn't come back at night, he would have a lot of troubles.

Wang Zhu had already clearly felt that Xu Xianxian's character had been influenced by Cain's left hand, her character became explosive, and she was ready to kill at every turn. Now is the troubled time, so it's best not to irritate her as much as possible.

On the way, Wang Chu received a message from Ouyang Meimei.

After receiving Ouyang Meimei's message, Wang Zhu's blood boiled again. Unlike all other women, Wang Chu and Ouyang Meimei are cultivators.

Think about it, in the pleasant sensory stimulation, one's skill is also greatly increased, what kind of feeling is that?

As far as sensory stimulation is concerned, Wang Chu believes that the time when he is with Ouyang Meimei is the most exciting time. Although the little fairy is not very old, she always has various tricks, which makes him immerse himself in it. Inextricable. Perhaps, this is the charm of double cultivation. Once you know the taste, you will be out of control.

After a fierce ideological struggle, Wang Chu gave up the idea of ​​going to Ouyang Meimei's place, after all, it was already very late.

Ouyang Meimei must have thought that he had already left the imperial capital for Xi'an, so there was no need to explain, but there was no way for Xu Xianxian to explain if he didn't go back...

...

He returned to the hotel soon. Originally, Wang Chu was going to sneak to Xu Xianxian's room, but when he passed Xiaobao's room, he was discovered by Xiaobao's group, because Xiaobao's room was open. , he simply has nothing to hide.

"Wang stupid, come in." A quiet voice sounded from inside the room.

"Ah...why didn't you guys sleep?" Wang Zhu had no choice but to go in, and couldn't help being taken aback, because, except for Xu Xianxian, everyone was in the room, even the Qin family was there.

"Have you encountered anything?"

"What do you mean?" Wang Zhu was taken aback.

"After you left, we went to eat together. Wen Jing was walking on the elevator, and a steel plate on the elevator suddenly collapsed. If it wasn't for Brother Qin, Wen Jing would have been crushed to death by the elevator."

"Damn it, this is the rhythm of death coming!"

"Did you encounter anything?" Shi Xiaobao looked at Wang Zhu nervously.

"Have."

"What?" the people in the room asked in unison.

"I see other people as skulls."

"Like a skull?" Wen Jing was taken aback.

"I was hallucinating." Wang Zhu said with a wry smile.

"Oops, the curse doesn't happen in order depending on who is stronger and weaker." Shi Xiaobao said with a look of horror.

"It seems so."

"Wang stupid, there is no way to go on like this. We are completely passive and have to find a way to solve this matter."

"But..." Wang Zhu's eyes fell on Qin Fu's face.

"Brother Qin has agreed, we can go to Xi'an to settle this matter." The Chinese werewolf said.

"Great, thank you Brother Qin!" Wang Zhu was overjoyed.

Qin Fu nodded, with no expression on his face.

"Do you have any good ideas?" Wang Zhu asked.

"Usually, curses are similar to formations or evil spirits. If we can trap the soul of Anubis, the god of tomb guards, everything will be fine."

"The problem is, we can't find it at all." Wang Zhu said helplessly.

"We can't find it, but there is one person who can." The Chinese werewolf said.

"Who?" Wang Zhu was overjoyed.

"Xu Xianxian!"

"Xu Xianxian?"

"Yes, Xu Xianxian is a vampire. She can sense the existence of Anubis, the god of tomb guards. If we can trap Anubis with a formation at the moment he appears, then Brother Qin can Kill him!" The werewolf looked at Wang Zhu with burning eyes.

"Okay, let's do that."

"However, you have to convince her..." the Chinese werewolf said.

"It's okay." Wang Zhu patted his chest confidently.

"Wang stupid, it may not be so easy." The Chinese werewolf smiled wryly.

"why"

"The only way to trap the soul of the thumb god Anubis is to cooperate with Xu Xianxian, because only the two of us can sense the soul of the tomb guard Anubis and lock the specific location. But the problem is, Xu Xianxian is a vampire, and she hates werewolves..."

"It's no problem, leave it to me." Wang Zhu didn't take it to heart at all, he believed that Xu Xianxian would listen to him.

"Then... that's fine." The Chinese werewolf hesitated to speak.

"Everyone is waiting for my good news."

Wang Zhu made a victory gesture to everyone, turned and left the room.

"Boom..."

"Stupid brother."

As soon as Wang Zhu knocked on the door, Xu Xianxian opened the door. She was wearing a big hotel towel, her wet hair was pulled up high and tied into a bun on the top of her head, like green snails. The fair face was washed with hot water, and it was pink. Her eyes are full of waves, and her red lips are slightly parted, making her look soft and lovely. She was only wearing a white towel bathrobe, which set off her jade arms like lotus roots and her fingers like bamboo shoots. The plump breasts are about to come out, and the snow-white calves are exposed outside the hem of the bathrobe. When the lotus steps are lightly opened, the plump and sexy thighs are looming, which makes people imagine...

...

"What are you doing standing there, come in!" Xu Xianxian blushed at the sight of Wang Zhu's straight eyes, and said coquettishly.

"Ah... um..."

Wang Zhu, who was born with sex, finally recovered his soul, walked in quickly, and closed the door.

"It smells like a woman." Xu Xianxian had a resentful look in her eyes.

Under the faint light, Wang Zhu couldn't help trembling when he saw her eyes slightly frowned, with tears in the corners of her eyes, and a sad expression.

Wang Zhu put his arms around her shoulders, and Xu Xianxian slowly hugged her into his arms. She was like an obedient kitten, silent, her head resting on Wang Zhu's shoulders, faintly and faintly. Body fragrance, permeated around me. Wang Zhu's hand rubbed gently on her back.

Nephrite jade is warm and fragrant in his arms, and the fragrance is sultry. Under the stimulation of the ambiguous atmosphere, Wang Zhu gradually lost control of himself, and his arms squeezed her tighter. Xu Xianxian raised her head to look at me, and Wang Zhu was also staring at her, her eyes met, and for a moment, time seemed to freeze.

Wang Zhu looked at her delicate and charming lips, which were blowing like orchids, his mind was shaken, and he couldn't help taking a breath. Xu Xianxian's body was like cotton, and he couldn't help but began to respond silently. Wang Zhu slowly put his hand into her bath towel, and wandered tentatively around her slender waist. She seemed to be immersed in passion and did not refuse...

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After the passion, Xu Xianxian's temples are scattered, her face is like creamy fat, her pair of starry eyes are hazy and blurred, her breath is like orchids, her delicate body is fragrant and sweaty, panting, and the mountain peaks undulate slightly, lying lazily on the sofa, leaning on the sofa with a pair of strips On the armrest, the skin of the whole body is like snow, the pearls are round and jade-run, delicate and charming, like a beautiful picture scroll.

"Xianxian, the Chinese werewolf..."

"Don't mention him!"

Xu Xianxian, who was originally gentle and soft like water, suddenly looked disgusted, and the two fangs in his mouth suddenly grew out. His originally pink cheeks also turned into a frightening pale white, extremely fierce.

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