"Done!"

After clapping his hands, Zhang Chen threw away the disposable syringe and looked at Qingyun with a smile, "Do you feel anything?"

"No...no!" Qingyun's face turned red, but she shook her head firmly.

"Oh, they are all experienced characters. There is a little itchy there. Don't you dare to say it?" Zhang Chen shook his head helplessly and said.

Qingyun looked at him in amazement, "Young Master Yong, you know... no, this is what you did with you, Mr. Yong?"

"What do you mean? I'm just helping you, okay?" Zhang Chen gave her a blank look. "Your body is the biggest weapon. I'm just enchanting this weapon. Be patient with a little bit. I'll let you have this small sequelae after this night!"

Qingyun calmed down, she closed her mouth and looked at Zhang Chen without saying a word.

After a long time, he asked, "Is this really okay?"

"I said there was no problem, it was no problem!"

"Are you sure?"

"Sure."

"You really..."

"Oh, it's already what time, why haven't the person come yet?" Zhang Chen looked up at the time and complained in his mouth.

At this moment, the door of the room suddenly opened, Ye Ying took a group of girls into the room, and said with a smile, "We are here to pick up Qingyun. How about it? Are you ready?"

"Okay!" Zhang Chen nodded repeatedly, "It's almost like he's tied a bow on her body."

Qingyun made a secret grimace and walked to Ye Ying step by step, "I have met His Highness Ye Ying."

"Let them take you there and clean up. The old evil god is not comparable to those garbage. You should also put your attitude a little more correct." Ye Ying said dissatisfiedly.

There was no way, Qingyun took a rest during the day, but because of worry, she tossed and turned around on the bed almost all day long, her body was sweating and dusty, and her clothes were wrinkled.

When Zhang Chen came back, he injected her with some unknown liquid and had no time to let her clean up. Now he looked a little sloppy.

The girls naturally took Qingyun to the old evil god to deal with it, while Ye Ying walked quietly to Zhang Chen, twisted her body, and sat directly in his arms.

"Why, your woman is going to be taken away by the old evil god, without any sadness?" Ye Ying said with a smile.

"Who said that it was my woman?" Zhang Chen stretched out his little finger and began to clean his ears. "It's just a shot. If this is the case, even if I am my woman, wouldn't I have to drive the whole world?"

"Haha, Master Yong, you are still like the old evil god." Ye Ying gently tapped Zhang Chen's chin with her slender fingers, "It's a pity that the old evil god doesn't like someone who looks very much like him!"

"Who wants him to like it!" Zhang Chen thought to himself.

He took his ears and ignored Ye Ying, which made her face stiffer a little. Not to mention how embarrassed the look on her face was.

But Ye Ying is not a person who is prone to discontinuing.

She quickly stuck out her tongue and gently surrounded Zhang Chen's eyes. The warm feeling made Zhang Chen's eyelids beat constantly, and she couldn't help but suck in the cold air. She always felt something bad in her heart.

"Does this damn woman have a special habit of eye-catching? Damn, it's better to stay away from her."

Thinking of this in his heart, Zhang Chen stretched out his hand almost without hesitation, grabbed one of Ye Ying's buttocks, listened to Ye Ying's humming laughter in his ears, and pushed forward with his middle finger without mercy.

Secret skill·Millennium Kill!

ah!

Ye Ying screamed and suddenly lifted up. The smile that always hung on her face was gone. She looked at Zhang Chen coldly, as if she wanted to swallow his flesh and blood.

It's not her fault for reacting so fiercely.

If Zhang Chen had just moved his finger a little forward a little, and then he would not have been too intense, and pierced into Ye Ying's anterior courtyard, I'm afraid she would still be laughing in Zhang Chen's arms.

But Zhang Chen wanted her to leave her side, so he pushed his finger and stabbed it directly on the tailbone, and he still used enough strength. The pain made Ye Ying's tears almost come down!

"Young Master Yong, I originally wanted to make friends with you, but I didn't expect that you were so uninteresting. Forget it, I'd better go back early. Maybe I have to deal with the corpse of the old evil god again at night." Ye Ying sneered at the long hair of her earlobe.

Zhang Chen ignored him.

Ye Ying didn't say anything, and turned around and left. Before leaving, she suddenly turned around and said, "By the way, I heard that Mr. Yong and Mr. Xiu's girlfriend have a good relationship. That's a coincidence. It just so happened that the old evil god is also very interested in that one!"

Seeing the enchanting back gradually disappearing in front of him, Zhang Chen frowned, and after a while, he said depressedly, "This is not up and down, what does it have to do with me?"

Shaking his head, Zhang Chen turned around and lifted up his hard wooden bed and took out a long wooden box more than two meters long from it.

"It's almost time, work!"

...

When the old evil god Xichengwang walked into the room, Ye Ying had already placed the cleaned Qingyun.

Qingyun was wearing a white dress at this time.

The same color as her usual style, but the style is absolutely different.

In the hazy white, there was a hint of transparency. The skin that could be slightly clear from the white skirt was also a touch of snow-white. It was more dazzling, like a pearl, smooth and bright, and had a moist luster. It seemed that with a light pinch, you could squeeze out sweet juice from it.

On the firm breast enlargement, two bright red spots were just rightly blocked under the white skirt, but the color that looked quite dull compared to the surroundings made people have countless fantasies for no reason. This mysterious feeling is much more attractive than the simple naked body.

It was probably Ye Ying's special arrangement. At this time, Qingyun was holding a wolf hair in her hand and gently outlining it. Although she couldn't see what she was painting, as long as she saw the constantly trembling pen holder and the arm that was not stable no matter how you look, you could guess the fear in Qingyun's heart.

For the old evil god, this fear was unconscious of a sweet food that he would never get tired of, easily making him happy, and still couldn't stop. He stepped forward and hugged Qingyun horizontally, and brutally pushed it down on his big bed that could accommodate at least ten people.

Looking at the trembling body, the old evil god was even more happy.

He felt sincere joy, but he couldn't help but take off his pants, put the huge object as thick as a baby's arm in front of Qingyun's eyes, and laughed loudly.

Qingyun's heart was indeed scared, but more of it was cursing.

Of course, Zhang Chen is scolding him.

He scolded the strange drug he injected into him, which made her feel itchy at this time. She wanted to take a mace and keep scratching her body so that she could feel a little more comfortable.

But there is no mace here, nor is there itch. The only thing there is is the old evil god.

The old evil god gently touched the door that had been trained by special methods every day and was still closed, and then stabbed forward with force!

A comfortable hum sounded in the room almost instantly.

There are two people who feel comfortable, and the first one is naturally the old evil god.

He could feel that in this wet narrow path, there were countless small hard contacts, and under the tight pressure, he tightly enveloped his clone. The powerful pleasure brought by the pressure from all directions made him feel like he was dying of ecstasy.

Qingyun also felt very comfortable.

But unlike the comfort of the old evil god, her comfort is a kind of release comfort.

For Qingyun, the movement of the old evil god was like an iron stick with frosted paper moving in her body, not only without any pain. On the contrary, she was so itchy that she couldn't speak on her body, she tried the feeling of being scratched hard by someone in the extreme itch.

Comfortable and refreshing!

Two people, two completely different feelings.

However, it cannot change the feeling of pleasure that these two people have together.

The first time, the old evil god slowed down the steps. He did not sprint violently, but instead worked hard little by little, so that he could feel more and stronger feelings.

He suddenly felt like he was wasting his natural resources.

Why did this treasure not be discovered until now? If it were found by myself earlier, how could those trash who were just good-born have enjoyed such a long time?

He let out a long sigh, secretly yelling in his heart that thanks to his son who discovered such a beauty, otherwise...

Huh?

The old evil god frowned, and he felt something was wrong with him.

When he looked down, he suddenly found that there were many huge red patches on his skin inexplicably, as if he had a skin disease.

These erythema changes very quickly, and not long after, they begin to become villous little by little.

A foul smell began to slowly emit his body, and accompanied by the indescribable severe pain in the bones of his body.

The old evil god suddenly rolled out of the bed, his head became dizzy, his chest became more and more suppressed, and suddenly it seemed like it was blocked in his throat, and it was quite difficult to breathe.

He widened his eyes and struggled to get up.

However, the powerful martial arts did not allow him to gain even a little more strength. With a slight movement, he immediately felt a severe pain coming and his body was exhausted. For a moment, he could only roll on the ground.

Dingling...

Suddenly, the phone ringing rang, and the harsh ringing sound was extremely weak to the extreme when the old evil god heard it. His ears gradually began to hear no sound, and his eyes were not allowed to see anything no matter how wide he was.

Immediately afterwards, his head was blank, and suddenly he felt the faint ringtone curiously like a baby, thinking, "What is this?"

The ringtone kept ringing, and finally came to Ye Ying outside the door.

She quickly walked into the room, looked at the old evil god on the ground, and her eyes widened.

"What's going on!" Ye Ying walked forward quickly, hugged the old evil god's body and shouted loudly.

After ripping the phone, Ye Ying yelled angrily, "There is no time now..."

"No, I think you'd better have time." Zhang Chen's voice came, "That old guy can't last for a few minutes, and nearly a hundred cancer symptoms on his body broke out to the late stage at the same time. Even if he is a god, he can't stand it."

"Is this what you did?"

"Well, it should be." Zhang Chen smiled, "If you are sure he is in good health."

"What is your purpose in doing this? It will be even more difficult for you to inherit the Rakshasa Sect!" Ye Ying said in a low voice.
To be continued...