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When a person is tired, he (she) will think of home. When a person is sad, he (she) will think of his mother. Home is a safe haven, shelter from wind and rain, and his mother's arms are bleeding pills, which heals and treats diseases. The Palace Master Ling Jing misses his mother and wants to throw himself into his mother's arms and cry. The smelly man doesn't care about himself at all, and Ziyun is not a good person either!

The Palace Master Ling Jing rode out of Chongyang City in the night and headed northward. He remembered the stinky man and Ziyun were in love at this moment, and he was alone in a tranquility. He couldn't help but feel sad the more he thought about it. He only felt that he was the most pitiful person in the world.

"Beauty, I'm not going to sleep for a long night. It's better to accompany me and me with me!" A sinister voice suddenly sounded, sounding creepy.

The Palace Master Ling Jing was so excited that he had a cold light flashed in his hand and then he had a single sword. He shouted: "Stop pretending to be a god and get out of this palace!"

Under the night, a hazy black shadow floated over from far to near, like a ghost. The Palace Master Ling Jing frowned and slashed away with his hand. The black shadow actually reached out and grabbed the blade. The Palace Master Ling Jing was shocked and activated the immortal power to recall the single sword, but it was futile. Only then did he realize that the other party's cultivation was far better than his.

"It's really fierce, I like it!" the man said sinisterly.

Lord Ling Jing knew that he was definitely not his opponent, so he turned around and ran away, but as soon as he escaped, he felt his waist tightening and was actually hugged in the waist. Lord Ling Jing's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, and he only thought that he could not escape the fate of being humiliated. He was shocked, afraid and regretful, and waved his palm and slapped it on his head. However, his wrist tightened and his pulse was pinched, and his whole body fell softly and weakly in the man's arms. The scorching breath sprayed behind his ears. Lord Ling Jing was in awe and angry, and tears couldn't help but burst out from his eyes. It was all because he was too willful and impulsive.

"I regret it, it depends on whether you dare to do it in the future!" A familiar and beating sound rang behind the ears, but it sounded like a fairy voice in the Lord Ling Jing's ears.

The Palace Master Ling Jing suddenly turned around like he was resurrected. Isn’t the face in front of him the smelly man? The Palace Master Ling Jing was stunned for a while, and clenched his pink fist and thrust his face mercilessly. Han Yun smiled and tilted his head, easily avoiding a punch. The Palace Master Ling Jing punched his fists in succession, while cursing: "Bow you a smelly man to death!" But he couldn’t even hit him with one punch.

"You bully me!" The head of Ling Jing Palace simply scattered and covered his face and cried: "I'll tell my mother!"

Han Yun hugged the slender waist of the Palace Master Ling Jing and comforted him: "Stop crying, at most let's get beaten up!"

The Palace Master Ling Jing did not sell the bill and struggled to leave Han Yun's arms. Li Hua took Yu Bo and was angry: "Let go, I want to go home, I don't want to see you, a stinky man again in the future!"

Han Yun naturally refused to let go and gently kissed the eyes of the Palace Master Ling Jing. The arrogant peacock girl turned her head reluctantly. Han Yun continued to go up without being discouraged. After grinding for a while, she finally tasted the two soft cherry lips as she wished. She knocked in and sucked in with the lilac tongue and sucked it greedily. Under Han Yun's gentle attack, the Palace Master Ling Jing gradually stabilized his emotions and lay softly in the former's arms. After a while, he pushed Han Yun away, and hummed with a pretty face: "Why do you want to chase me? Let's have fun with your wife!"

Han Yun said pitifully: "Don't you understand yet!"

The Palace Master Ling Jing said annoyedly: "I just don't understand, you just don't care about me!"

Han Yun gently stroked the pink back of the Palace Master Ling Jing and said softly: "Stop being a child. If I didn't care about how you would have taken the risk to the Demon Realm to save you. After hearing that you were trapped in the Emperor's Mansion, you came day and night!"

Smelling the familiar smell on Han Yun and listening to the gentle voice of the man, the grievances in the Palace Master Ling Jing were gradually relieved, but he still said with a cold face: "Then why are you hitting someone in front of Ziyun... Where are they putting their faces!"

Han Yun leaned into Ling Jing's ear and said softly: "Don't I treat you as my own person? I won't beat you if others want me to beat me. Do you think everyone in our family is qualified to enjoy!"

The Lord of Ling Jing's pretty face flushed and spat lightly: "Nobody, who wants to enjoy that... Humph!"

"If Ling'er feels that she has lost face in front of Xiao Juanjuan, next time if she makes a mistake, I'll give her a family method in person!" Han Yun lightly bit the ear bead of the Palace Master Ling Jing. The Palace Master Ling Jing was blushed and he was itchy, and he said ate: "This is what you said... oh... bad guy!"

Han Yun was stirred up by the Purple Emperor not long ago, and was about to do something wrong. He was naturally soaked by the Lord Ling Jing's Palace, chasing her out of Chongyang City. At this time, Wen Xiang was soft and soft in her arms, and the beauty was asking for her, so she was naturally a little ready to move. Lord Ling Jing was kissed and touched by Han Yun, and she was also moved. He hugged Han Yun's neck tightly with his back hand and exhaled like an orchid: "Stinky man, let's be happy, I want to be your woman!"

In one sentence, Han Yun, the unstable guy, hugged the Lingjing Palace Master and found a quiet valley. Beside the Lingquan and on the bluestone, two entangled figures hugged and kissed each other, and the clothes on their bodies fell off and gradually appeared naked.

The snow-white body of the Lord of the Lingjing Palace was like the best white jade of mutton fat. He leaned on Han Yun shyly and timidly, watching the two soft balls on his chest changing shapes in the man's hands, his cherry mouth gasped and the spring color in his bright eyes seemed to drip out.

Han Yun sat up and hugged the silky waist. The thief with a thief head and mind looked for the muddy place and said lightly: "I'm going in!"

The Palace Master Ling Jing became obviously nervous and bit his lower lip and nodded: "Be gentle... Oh... Stop... Don't move!" The Palace Master Ling Jing frowned in pain, tightly clasped Han Yun's neck.

Han Yun couldn't help but laugh and cry, so he had to hold his troops still. The Palace Master Ling Jing blushed and said, "Stinky guy, don't move, I'll take my time!"

The peacock girl tried carefully several times, and finally gritted her teeth and sat down. She cried out in pain, and even tears flowed out. Lord Qingdi almost frightened and dared not move. She asked with concern: "It hurts a lot, why not forget it!"

"No!" The Lord of Ling Jing tightly clamped Han Yun's neck. After finally getting it in, how could he waste all his previous efforts?

Ling Jinggong twitched for a while, looked down shyly, Luohong dyed the roots of their legs red, and she couldn't help but say in shock and shame: "Is this the case between husband and wife?"

Han Yun kissed the cherry lips of the Palace Master Ling Jing and moved gently. The Palace Master Ling Jing frowned slightly, with a painful expression. She was tall and not thin, but the flower path was narrow and twisted, and Han Yun had to be careful. Fortunately, Han Yun was experienced and the two were getting better. The Palace Master Ling Jing slowly adapted to it, feeling the wonders and moaned emotionally. Finally, after a few violent sprints, he climbed to the peak of the soul for the first time.

The Lord of Ling Jing lay on Han Yun's chest, his white jade-like body dyed with a layer of moving red glow, and sighed with a breath: "So things between men and women are so wonderful!"

This sentence immediately attracted another storm.

The next morning, the birds sing and the flowers were fragrant in the valley. The palace master Ling Jing, who was a young girl, was shy and tidying next to the mountain stream. Han Yun sat on the rock and admired the beauty's makeup. After finishing the washing, the palace master Ling Jing looked at Han Yun and said, "Go and wash your face!"

The Palace Master Ling Jing was originally a beautiful woman who was fascinating to the world. Her jade was freshly broken, her eyes and eyebrows were full of spring, her bright colors increased, and she was extremely moving. Han Yun couldn't help but hug her and kiss her, and then she smiled and jumped into the stream. Although she had done the most intimate thing with Han Yun, when she saw the smelly man swimming naked in the stream, the Palace Master Ling Jing couldn't help but turn her head in shame, and her eyes fell on the rock inadvertently. There was a dark red place there. The Palace Master Ling Jing's pretty face turned red, and she secretly took out a dagger and cut the place down and put it away. Then she looked at Han Yun in the stream with guilt. Seeing that he was still humming a little bell, she felt relieved.

Han Yun changed his clothes and returned to the rock to sit down. The Palace Master Ling Jing combed his hair like a virtuous little wife, and then tied it up with a ribbon.

"Hey, why is there a pit here? It's been fine last night!" Han Yun strangely touched the shallow pit the size of a palm-sized one on the rock.

The Lord of Ling Jing's pretty face flushed, pretending to be tidying up Han Yun's clothes. Han Yun's eyes rolled and he shaved Ling Jing's nose with a smile: "Ling'er, did you do it?"

The Palace Master Ling Jing glared at Xing with shame and anger: "So what!"

Han Yun laughed, and the Palace Master Ling Jing reached out to twist his hand and twisted it hard on the bad guy's waist: "Let you laugh, I will make you laugh, twist you big bad guy to death!"

Han Yun reached out and put the shameful and annoyed Beauty Tower into his arms, and his ears were rubbed. The Palace Master Ling Jing felt the tenderness in his heart, and obediently held Han Yun's waist with his back hand, calling Han Yun's name like a dream. The two of them had been in love with each other for a long time before they returned to Chongyang City together.

When the Zi Emperor saw the two of them coming back intimately, the Lord of Ling Jing received the blessing of Yu Lu, and his whole body was full of glory. His expression and aura were very different from before. I didn’t know what happened there. The Lord of Ling Jing saw that the Emperor of Purple was looking at him with a smile, and the thief let go of Han Yun’s hand guiltily and said, “Sister Ziyun, why are you looking at me like this!”

Zidi said with a smile: "Sister Ling'er is so beautiful today. Her face is red and pink. She is so jealous. Did my husband, this bad guy, give you some magic medicine last night?"

The Palace Master Ling Jing's pretty face turned red like blood. Thinking of the bad guy who let him eat last night, he couldn't help but run out with shame. Zidi was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Han Yun's awkward look. He couldn't help but realize it. He covered his mouth and giggled and said angrily: "Shameless little bastard!"

Han Yun hugged Zidi in anger and gave a family law, and said viciously: "Do you also want to take the magic pill!"
Chapter completed!