MTL - Heavenly Star-v8 Chapter 550 Evil and devil
"Oh, you should be glad that you are the half mother of Cher and your heart, and the **** of the land of God. Otherwise, your life will end today! Whatever the reason, whether standing in your The position is right or wrong, people who dare to hurt Cher and heart, and thousands of deaths are not enough!"
When he spoke, Ye Wuchen’s hand emptied a blank, and the golden mask on the face of the emperor suddenly split into two halves and fell to the ground, giving a slight landing sound. Ye Wuchen’s eyes also slammed at this moment. He smiled and reached out and touched the face of the Emperor. The feeling of slippery and fat was passed from his finger to his heart.
This is a kind of disaster for the country and the people... If you must find a word to describe this fairy, then there is only the word "perfect". Even, even if you look at this face so close, no matter who you are, you will subconsciously believe that there is such a beautiful face in the world. Blonde, beautiful, moonbrow, cherry lips... No matter how small the focus is on her, it still feels incredibly beautiful. Under the combination, it is charming, elegant, noble, delicate, and beautiful... The temperament that could not have appeared on the same face can find traces on her body.
Ye Wuchen smiled even more brilliantly. He is now glad that she will be half a mother of Ningxue and Xinxin, otherwise he will hesitate for a long time to really kill her.
"you!!"
It was so embarrassed by Ye Wuchen that the Emperor finally couldn't stand it. The backhand hit the leaf of Ye Wuchen with divine power, but her hand just lifted up, and a strange airflow grabbed her hand from Ye Wuchen. Uploaded, all her divine power was suddenly blocked by an irresistible force. The blow that she hit on Ye Wuchen’s arm was as scornful, and Ye Wuchen’s face changed slightly. Grabbing her hand and grabbing her robes, pulling hard.
"Oh!" The scream of the golden sacred dress ruptured.
The golden robes on the Emperor's body were torn open and pulled under the delicate shoulders. The delicate white skin and the half of the sacred jade clean chest peaks were exposed to Ye Wuchen's eyes. It was a tear, tearing off all the remaining golden robes on her upper body, and the exposed ice muscles were soft and smooth, as if they would seep out of water. In the scream of the shame of the Emperor, Ye Wuchen reached out and walked freely on her soft and delicate body.
The Emperor did not think that Ye Wuchen actually did such awkward things to her. After a brief gap in consciousness in the huge panic, she tried hard to struggle, but at this time she was in front of Ye Wuchen. There was no strength to struggle at all. Ye Wuchen’s one hand controlled her to death. She could only watch the hand explore the Capricorn on her own milk peak.
"You... let go of me..." She had a slight pleading in her calm voice. The self-esteem of the Emperor made her bite her teeth without flustering, and even gave up her vain struggle, hoping that his punishment for her could stop here. She is a god, how could she think that one day she will be so played by a man.
But the voice of the Emperor had just been exported, and the touch of her anger and anger caused her to shake her body. Ye Wuchen’s hand suddenly left a clear red mark on her snow peak, and then she was blocked. The body was thrown away and fell to the ground with powerlessness.
Watching the Emperor half naked with his upper body lying in front of himself, Ye Wuchen’s heart ignited a strong sense of conquest and revenge. His hands grasped the perfect snow peak that could not exist in the mortal world. Let's slowly feel the soft and soft touch.
Even though dignity has been completely trampled, the power can't compete, and the gods who have always been above the heights still have not revealed her weakness in front of Ye Tianlong. But her heart lake has been unable to calm down. A thing called "shamefulness" has eaten her heart, but the holy snow peak that has never been touched by people has been caught so unreasonably, that kind of strange The stinging and feeling still made her unable to bear the embarrassment that could not be controlled from the nose.
“You don’t need to worry, everything is just the beginning.”
Pulling out the buds on the snow peaks, Ye Wuchen let go of his hand and looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction. The white and innocent two rounds of the circle show a bright red fingerprint, and the tip of the cherry red also becomes like a ruby on the top of the snow jade double peak. He smiled and grabbed her lower skirt with one hand and directly turned it into ashes with power. Suddenly, the white sash was presented in front of the eyes, tightly wrapped around the last holy place of the Emperor, and down, it was two creams. The slenderness and slenderness of the ankles made Ye Wuchen unable to see and stay.
"Don't! Let me go... I am the mother of black and white!"
Seeing Ye Wuchen’s hand reaching out to her own robes, the Emperor finally completely horrified and struggled to twist the flesh and struggle, but her body strength was blocked, except that she twisted her slender waist with a very small amount, There is no other way. Looking at the perfect body of the Emperor, twisting in front of his own eyes, and driving the pair of ** on the chest also slowly rise and fall, jumping, and the desire of Ye Wuchen’s heart is soaring. He ignored the shouting and struggle of the Emperor, and pulled it with his hand, tearing off her last cover and tearing up her last dignity.
The slight coolness between the stocks made the Emperor's consciousness instantly blank. She almost desperately and tightly legs, and the whole body was shaking slightly. Ye Wuchen smiled even more hazy: "You still remember that you are Their mother? And the one who wants them to almost destroy, but it is your mother."
Thinking of the separation and the desperation of the pale world, a violent rush from the heart, and he was pressed down by death. He short-handedly mentioned the body of the Emperor, and then pressed her to the golden chair she was in. On one side of the armrest, let her face face down and face up. The light pink back is white as jade, flashing with soft soft light. Although the face was pressed against the chair and I couldn't see what I was, the Emperor could imagine what it was like to be an unbearable look.
Because the waist was held by the armrests of the chair, the white and round powdered strands bulged high back, letting her work hard and tight her legs, and everything was still unreservedly exposed to the man behind her.
"It's really a god, even the **** is so perfect." Ye Wuchen cares for this smooth and delicate curve-filled pink buttocks, perfect lines, rounded plump feeling, like the world's most luxurious jade .
"What do you want to do?!"
The voice of the Emperor had already had a clear trembling, and such a shameful gesture made her shameful and dying. Her sad discovery, today, she could not escape from this sudden clutch, vague, she even guessed what she was going to do to herself.
"what……"
Suddenly, the palm of the hand fell heavily on her white buttocks. She was blocked by the strength. She felt the pain of the silk, but the pain was thousands of times more. It was impossible to get the heart and let her almost The humiliation of the collapse. She was actually pressed by a person in a chair...
"Oh, I believe that you will never forget today."
Ye Wuchen said sloppyly, and the palms kept falling. Every time, it made a crisp and loud slap.
"This is a simple punishment for you, you should never forget it forever!"
"Hey..."
The white powdered buttocks quickly became a layer of pinkish red. The emperor resisted making a sound in humiliation, but as Ye Wuchen slammed her strength, her body could not shake, and a pair of proud snowballs in front of her chest swayed before and after, especially It was when the top sensitive buds were honed on the armrests of the golden chair, and the acupuncture-like feeling came, so that she couldn't help but scream out of the nose. This is from the snoring of the Emperor, listening to Ye Wuchen's ears, but also fueled his long-lasting desire.
"Now it is your punishment to accept the next step!"
The trembling body of the Emperor was once again lifted, and then was thrown to the bed not far away, and hit the **** night in sleep. The Emperor’s heart was just a little relieved. Suddenly her snow buttocks were caught by one hand, and the force was left and right. Then, it was a long pause. It was the master of the hands who greedily admired the eyes. Beautiful scenery. The emperor was about to scream, and a sudden burst of pain came from the stocks, making her look like a swan in the middle of the arrow, raising her beautiful screams of misery.
The high-lifted dagger fell heavily, and both hands helplessly grabbed forward. Until she caught something, she used her last strength to squeeze her tightness... it was the **** night hand. She knows what the tearing pain means. It is something that is right for her, more precious than life, and can't be lost until death.
The eyes of the Emperor lost the focal length. Overnight, her world was subverted, her cognition was subverted, her dignity and her convictions were shattered... Feeling the increasingly violent collision behind her, she did not have any struggle to bear, resist It has been useless. When the mind completely gave up the defense, the mind shifted to the touch. Even the unsatisfactory comfort that she did not want to admit spread to the whole body. The disappointing body involuntarily catered to the man’s tyrannical conquest.
Involuntarily sending out the shackles of the monks, the Emperor did not feel the loss of his soul at all. She was so softly swaying and conditioned to meet.
At this moment, in the depths of her consciousness, everything is gone, leaving only the shadow of the man behind him. In this life, unless she is dead, it is never possible to erase this shadow.
In the increasingly violent rhythm, the touch from the hand made the Emperor of the Suizhong look down to the front, just to the eyes that had just opened the blood night. In an instant, she was poured into the head. The cold water in the basin suddenly woke up, and the mouth was groaning with a squeaky whim. The body struggled fiercely and wanted to get rid of him. But immediately, her body was held down, and the speed of the collision suddenly doubled. The voice that started to scare her slowly rang in her ear: "It doesn't matter if you find it, if you don't want the continent of God." Others know how to smear the name of your god, then I teach you two ways, one is to kill her, the other is to make her an accomplice... If you choose the first one, I will stop you, because thousands, I Will protect her. If you choose the second... then help me to strip off her clothes, wash her body before washing her mind, at least let her become an obedient child."
The consciousness of blood night has not fully recovered, and the sound of a familiar voice is screaming in the ear. In the blurred vision, she sees a pair of crystal-like hands swaying her clothes in a tremor, when the sleepy attack When she slept again, the last piece of clothing on her body had been stripped.
[Omitted 18,000 words here]
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