The slender hand tightly held Zhao Hen tightly, and a seductive moan came from Meiji's mouth. Then, the smooth and jade-like body began to twist charmingly on Zhao Hen's body. After a while, a burst of muscles and tense body suddenly came from her delicate body. At this moment, she quietly softened and leaned weakly in Zhao Hen's arms.

After a while, Meiji's confused gaze gradually became clear, and her delicate body trembled slightly. Looking at Zhao Hen, who was still unconscious, an unspeakable bitterness appeared on the corner of Meiji's mouth, and crystal clear tears quietly slid from her delicate cheeks and dripped on Zhao Hen's chest.

Not daring to delay too much, Meiji quickly wiped away the tears on her face and panic-cleared the remaining dirty quenching on Zhao Hen's body when she was engaging with Zhao Hen's skin in a coma. At this time, Meiji naturally knew that this was a sensation of her charm, so she also understood that this matter had nothing to do with Zhao Hen, so she naturally would not blame Zhao Hen.

After sorting out the clothes of the two, Meiji immediately stood up and wanted to leave here. Now that this happened, Meiji didn't know how to face Zhao Hen in the future, and planned to leave without saying goodbye. However, looking at Zhao Hen who was still in a coma, she seemed to feel reluctant, but in the end she stopped, took out a healing pill from Qiankun bag and fed it to Zhao Hen, and quietly waited for Zhao Hen to wake up.

A few days later, Zhao Hen, who was in a coma, moved his fingers slightly, which made Meiji happy. She was about to come forward to ask something, but suddenly remembered the scene where she had sex with Zhao Hen a few days ago. Her face turned red and she didn't know how to face Zhao Hen. After hesitating for a moment, Meiji immediately lay back to where she was originally lying, closed her eyes tightly, pretending to be unconscious, and waiting for Zhao Hen to wake up.

After a while, Zhao Hen woke up slowly, opened his heavy eyes with difficulty, and supported his body with both hands. Shou sat up slowly, his eyes moved to Meiji's beautiful figure, and found that Meiji was still lying quietly in place. He seemed not to have found anything, but turned his attention to the corpse of the white-scale snake.

After exploring his spiritual sense, he found that the white-scaled snake had already disappeared, so he breathed a sigh of relief. At that time, Zhao Hen was seriously injured, but this white-scaled snake was at the peak of the Nascent Soul, and it was also known for its fierceness in the cultivation world. When fighting, Zhao Hen was not sure that he could kill the white-scaled snake with one blow. Now the snake's aura was gone, which made Zhao Hen secretly sweat for himself.

Thinking of this, Zhao Hen inadvertently rubbed his nose with his left hand, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. But in a blink of an eye, Zhao Hen's body suddenly shook, slowly shifted his gaze to his left arm, and the expression on his face suddenly became extremely exciting!

When he saw his left arm for the first time, Zhao Hen thought he was dazzled, so he quickly rubbed his eyes with his right hand, moved his eyes to his left arm again, and immediately pinched his left arm with his right hand until a sensation of pain came, and Zhao Hen was stunned.

After almost half of the salary, Zhao Hen immediately checked his left arm. Soon, Zhao Hen discovered that his left arm, which was originally relatively flat, was now countless uneven white snake scales on his skin, which made Zhao Hen make a sound like a murmuring to himself: "Snake scale arm!"

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