Han Yun's breathing gradually became rapid under Lingjia's teasing. He stood upright with his sharp weapon. He held Lingjia's fat buttocks with both hands and thrust hard, and stabbed in without any prelude.

"Oh!" The two of them moaned tremblingly at the same time. Lingjia hugged Han Yun's waist and couldn't wait to urge, "Do it quickly!"

Han Yun hugged Lingjia's slim waist, squeezed it deeper, but did not move, and said indifferently: "You can tell me now!"

Lingjia closed his eyes and said with an unbearable expression: "Move quickly, let me tell you if you move!"

Han Yun had to push it slightly, and Lingjia met with great excitement, and moaned in his throat that made his heart beat faster, while intermittently saying: "This is my own space, and the flower clan also belongs to the plant category. I can sense her psychological activities, which means I have heard everything she said!"

Han Yun felt aroused in his heart and tentatively said, "Then do you feel my psychological activities?"

Lingjia opened his eyes dissatisfiedly and said, "Of course not, speed is faster, aren't you going to kill me? How can this strength work? Come on, fuck me hard!"

Now Han Yun was completely relieved and tried hard to fuck him hard. The sound of the collision and the reefs were mixed with the water. Lingjia's excited moans became louder and louder, and his whole body was attached to Han Yun like an octopus, and finally he took the initiative to lie on the ground like a puppy. Han Yun held a full moon without hesitation and rushed hard. Anyway, he was automatically sent to the door to seek abuse, and he almost ignored the guilt and didn't have to take responsibility. He just took it to the brothel. It would be useless if he didn't do it, and it would be useless if he did it.

While working hard, Han Yun asked intentionally or unintentionally: "How did you lead us here?"

Lingjia's body twitched violently, and after a while, she gasped and said, "I let your wife sense the existence of that thing, so she will naturally come!"

"What?" Han Yun asked.

"Don't ask, I won't tell you if I ask. That's my life...ah...so comfortable!"

Han Yun thrust hard a few times and said indifferently: "How did you find us?"

Lingjia supported his hands, turned his head and looked at Han Yun with charming eyes: "My root system is almost all over the Lingjia Cave of Essence, and every grass and flower here are my eyeliner. From the moment you enter the cave, I will know!"

Han Yun's heart moved. It seemed that he felt that he was being monitored. The tree spirit was amazing and couldn't help asking: "Since you are so powerful, you can catch us directly, why bother to lure us!"

Lingjia turned around and stood up and pushed Han Yun down and rode up. He swayed skillfully, leaned down and stared at Han Yun's eyes: "Little man, do you want to find out my secret? It's okay to tell you, the body I condensed cannot leave the tree body, but now with your help, it will be fine soon!"

"Ah...ah!" Lingjia moved quickly, feeling the man's rapid expansion. Lingjia sat up and down and moved more happily, and couldn't wait to absorb the powerful Yang Yuan of the body of the Death.

Han Yun felt a violent pleasure spread rapidly, and at the same time, a suction force came from the intersection, just like a bottomless vortex that was about to suck him in. The pleasure of the bliss was hard to describe in words, and the three souls and seven spirits were also floating.

"Give it to me quickly and vent your heart's content. I can't wait...ah!" Lingjia let out a loud moan, and only felt a heat current rushing in, making his soul tremble like it was hot.

"Ah, you...!" Lingjia opened his mouth wide, staring at Han Yun with his eyes tightly, and struggled to turn over and roll away. Han Yun's face was pale, and he was depressed, panting, and barely showing a smile: "I'm fucking to death now!"

Lingjia rolled in pain while covering her stomach, and her shrill screams were creepy.

"Linghuo...you're so despicable...I'll kill you!" Lingjia suddenly rushed towards Han Yun frantically.

Seeing that Lingjia was about to pounce on Han Yun's body, his body suddenly started to burn like a piece of paper, spreading from his lower abdomen to both sides, turning into ashes with a shrill scream, leaving only a three-color spiritual fire suspended in the air.

Han Yun then breathed a long sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with lingering fear, betrayed his body, and risked the sperm of being absorbed by the essence to spray the spiritual fire into Lingjia's body when it erupted. In order to kill this wood essence, is it easy for me?

The entire Lingjia tree on the island in the middle of the lake turned into ashes under the three-colored spiritual fire. A light green bead floated quietly in the air, full of vitality and wood-attributed power. Han Yun lay on the ground exhausted, and the Purple Emperor was waiting aside, stroking Han Yun's haggard cheeks with tears.

Han Yun, the strong man now has a blue face and white lips, and even his eye sockets are a little sunken. It is obvious that he has excessive indulgence and Yang Yuan is losing money.

"Hehe, why are you crying? Your husband made a lot of money, that's really a **!" Han Yun forced a smile and said.

The purple emperor gave Han Yun a blank look and said angrily: "I'm still **, I almost lost my soul. Damn little bastard, why don't you die on that woman's belly, so you can save trouble!" There was not no jealousy in his tone, but more of it was heartache.

Han Yun blinked innocently: "It was my wife who asked me to fuck her to death. Wouldn't you do your best?"

The purple emperor's face turned red and cursed: "Who is working so hard to get you, and... still... that's the case. You can think of it. I'm afraid you can't help but think about it!"

Han Yun couldn't help but sweat and coughed awkwardly: "If that's not the case, I'm afraid she's prepared, it's not for safety reasons!"

"Hmph, I'll make excuses!" Zi Emperor turned his head angrily, but his pink neck was bright red. I have to say that this bad guy's move was too damaged and bad. Even if Lingjia is smart, he would probably be unable to escape the fatal move at this moment of bliss. It's really a pity that this bastard can think of it.

Seeing that Zi Emperor turned his head and sulked, he covered his chest and coughed in a pretentious manner. This move turned out to be effective immediately. Zi Emperor immediately turned his head and asked anxiously: "What's wrong with you? Don't worry, I'll just not be angry!"

Han Yun gasped, as if he was about to die, saying, "It's okay, I can recover after ten or eight years!"

Zidi said in surprise: "Ten and eight years, don't scare people...Damn little bastard!" Zidi was a shrewd woman, but she was just worried. When she saw a smile on Han Yun's mouth, she immediately woke up. This bastard turned out to be deliberately scared.

Han Yun let Zidi's pink fist fall on his chest, and it didn't hurt anyway. He said, "Madam, do you see that green bead is something you sensed?"

The light green bead exudes a faint breath of vitality and wood attributes, which is a bit similar to Zhaoyao's heart of divine wood. Zidi shook his head and said, "This should be the natal bead condensed from Lingjia. If I guess correctly, that thing should be underground!"

When Han Yun heard this, he immediately became energetic and struggled to get up. The purple emperor couldn't help but say anxiously: "Don't move!"

Han Yun smiled and said, "It's okay, your husband is not that weak!" As soon as he finished speaking, his legs became weak and his butt was sitting on the ground. He felt his waist was sore and painful, and he couldn't help but be shocked. If he hadn't acted first, he would have been sucked into a person and fucked now.

Zidi was so distressed that tears were about to fall out, and he complained: "Let you lie down and don't move around. Is it enough for you to make you feel sorry for me?"

Han Yun couldn't help but feel a little nervous and said hurriedly: "Okay, listen to you, I'll take a break!"

When the Zi Emperor saw Han Yun obediently, he happily angrily said to Han Yun: "That's what it should be!"

"Madam, what's the use of that wood essence's natal bead?" Han Yun couldn't help asking.

Zidi said excitedly: "It is of course useful. This natal bead is the essence of the wood essence. It may be a crystal condensed after tens of thousands of years or even hundreds of thousands of years. It is of great use to wood-type practitioners. If it can completely absorb the vitality and wood-attribute essences in it, it will be amazing!"

Han Yun couldn't help but be overjoyed: "This thing happened to be prepared for you, Madam!" Han Yun released the Eight Treasure Glazed Tower and took Lingjia's natal beads into it.

Although Emperor Zi had long expected Han Yun to leave this natal bead for him to absorb, his heart was still moved. This thing was a rare treasure that was priceless.

"My husband, you should use this bead by yourself. If you refine this bead, you may be able to advance to the Earth Immortal!" said Zi Emperor gentlely.

Han Yun was also itchy. If he reached the level of the Earth Immortal Cultivation, he might fly to the Thousand Immortal Realm. However, after only half a second hesitation, Han Yun shook his head and said, "No, I'd better leave it to my wife!"

Zi Emperor was moved to tears and said softly: "My husband--!"

Han Yun felt relieved by the husband's cry and smiled: "Silly girl, why are you crying again!"

Zidi bit her cherry lips lightly and said angrily: "I want you to care, I'm happy!"

Han Yun smiled and said, "Don't let my husband cheat me. In fact, my husband just wants his wife to quickly condense the body. If I wait for hundreds of years, I will be so greedy!"

Zidi laughed out loud and angrily glanced at Han Yun with charming eyes: "Pervert, I deserve to be sucked dry!"

Han Yun's face immediately collapsed pitifully. When Zidi saw the man pretending to be pitiful, his heart was sweet and said softly: "Sleep well for a while!"

Amid the beautiful crowing sound of Cuihong like the breeze, Han Yun quickly fell asleep. The purple emperor sat aside and gently brushed Han Yun's hair, his pure and pretty face as charming as the elf in the mountains.

Zihuang paced back and forth, stretched her neck, her flag feathers high, and her slender legs took the steps of a slut, tilting her head and looking left and right. The slut walked back and forth dozens of times, and found that there was no audience, so she lowered her head and pecked at the roots of the tree on the ground boredly. Suddenly, she seemed to have discovered something new, and she threw away two sharp grabs and dug it up. In the blink of an eye, she dug a big hole, and in a short while she could only see the golden flag feather above its head.
Chapter completed!