Chapter 2979 Holy Monk's Lotus Essence (77)

The strength of his fingertips is a bit strong.

Uncontrollable fingertip strength, even trembling.

Bai Weiwei blinked her eyes slowly before reacting, revealing a happy smile.

"Monk, have you reacted?"

Ning Chen didn't say anything, his thin lips were pursed tightly, and there was a hint of redness in his dark eyes.

The goblin beneath her seemed unaware of the consequences she would cause.

She was still unrelentingly complacent.

"I'm so beautiful, even a rock is covered with heat, your heart is moved."

She didn't have the slightest sense of driving people crazy.

It seems that I have done something bad and I don't intend to take responsibility.

I just feel badly that I am very powerful.

She even struggled with her wrist, and gently rubbed her fingertips against his fingers. There was no sense of seriousness in that casual movement.

Just to drive him crazy.

Ning Chen lowered his eyelashes slightly, he lowered his head slowly, his breathing was hot, and his eyes were terribly cold.

The girl under him has a beautiful appearance and crystal clear eyes. You could even see the excitement in her eyes.

Seduce his wavering complacency.

His thin lips pressed against hers softly.

Obviously breathing is hot.

His kiss was cold.

Heartbroken.

What surges out of affection is dark possessiveness.

He pinched his fingers hard together, and heard her gasp as he wished, it hurt.

The gloom in Ning Chen's eyes spread a trace of evil heat.

This is the darkness that belongs to the depths of his heart and has been soaked.

The girly floral fragrance is like a breath that tempts people to go to hell.

His soft lips just pressed lightly.

It was a restrained, no further kiss.

The girl under her seemed to be in disbelief, and then she tentatively licked him lightly.

He shuddered.

The moment before everything gets out of hand.

Bai Weiwei only felt that the force on her wrist was loosened, and the boy on her body had disappeared.

In the empty meditation room, only sunlight shines in.

The scriptures are scattered all over the place.

She sat up quietly, touched her lips with her hand, and then sighed, "Tongzi, the monk has blossomed."

[Ding, the system has been blocked. 】

Ning Chen stepped into the Demon Subduing Tower, killed a few big monsters, and then sat in the dark Demon Subduing Tower, closing his eyes and chanting.

In the darkness, countless monsters whispered.

"Monk, is there a crack in your mood? Are you going to become a demon?"

"Hee hee hee, who made your mood crack like this? You have a good heart, and such a big demon has not been resolved yet."

"I see, it's love. Which little sister, please send it to us for a look. How delicious it is will make your heart flutter."

"It's finally come to this day, little bald donkey, your demons are depressed, and there is no way out."

Ning Chen slowly opened his eyes, the red cinnabar between his brows was so enchanting.

He looks into the darkness.

There was a trace of out-of-control madness in the clear eyes.

Then he raised his hand, the beautiful fingertips, and the beads floated up.

Countless prayer beads scattered, breaking through the protection of demons, and countless evil creatures screamed in the darkness.

In the pitiful scream.

Finally, in the Demon Falling Tower, the silence was restored.

The young man's face turned pale. He raised his finger and found his own strength. The golden color exuded a dark aura.

He never uses too much force.

Because these forces are all to purify and suppress oneself.

He looked at his fingers indifferently, and found the hell in his heart.

Without the suppression of too much power.

has started to spread.

The black shadow was huge and stretched out from under his feet.