Flower Master in the City

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"Little satyr, wait a minute." At this moment, Yue Qingya spoke up.

Xia Xia stopped his movements, but it was a little strange: "Sister Fairy, what's the matter?"

Yue Qingya didn't speak, she just got up slowly from the bed, but she didn't have any clothes on, she was still naked, leaving her flawless body exposed to the air.

Xia Xian's breathing became a little faster involuntarily. Although he could barely hold it back, he actually endured it very hard. If he hadn't really cared about the fairy's body too much, he might have been unable to resist this beauty. fairy sister threw herself on the bed.

"You little fool, why do you have to endure so hard?" Yue Qingya gently hugged Xia Xia with her white lotus arm, "It's been twenty years since my sister Jin Dan was damaged, so there's no need to rush it now. "

"Little satyr, you are like this, I can't let you use the fifth needle against the sky." Yue Qingya shook her head gently, her voice was very gentle, "The eight needles against the sky are amazing, before you, no one has even really learned it. I have passed the eight anti-sky needles, and as far as I know, even the fifth anti-sky needle has never been used. Therefore, the specific effect of the fifth anti-sky needle can not be obtained by you or me. Know, therefore, this time, whether it is for you or for me, it is a challenge."

"Sister Shenxian, don't worry, it will be alright. When I used the fourth needle against the sky for the first time, I was worried that there would be a problem, but it was fine in the end. This time I am also confident that I can repair your golden elixir." He said it confidently, but while he was talking, his hands were unconsciously cruising on Yue Qingya's buttocks.

"Little satyr, elder sister believes in your ability, and also believes that you can successfully perform the fifth needle against the sky to restore the golden elixir for elder sister. However, whether it is for you or me, you are not suitable for giving me needles now." Yue Qingya's voice was a little more coquettish, "We've been together for sixteen years, do you think your sister still doesn't know you? Although you can't bear to take advantage of your sister, you still can't calm down. , but, to cast the fifth needle against the sky, you must be able to calm down, otherwise, we may all be in danger."

"Sister Fairy, I don't just want to take advantage of you, I just miss you so much." Xia Xian stopped moving his hands temporarily and explained a little uneasily. In his mind, Sister Fairy was too important, so he You can't make Sister Shenxian angry, and you can't make Sister Shenxian unhappy.

"Little satyr, big sister knows." Yue Qingya nodded lightly, "big sister misses you too, so big sister understands your feelings, big sister also knows what you want most now, so big sister understands even more that you can't be like this Give me the fifth needle against the sky under the circumstances, my sister thinks, you should wait for my sister to put on clothes, then you can repair the golden core for my sister."

"Okay, Sister Shenxian, I'll listen to you." Xia Xia thought for a while, then nodded. He also felt that after Sister Shenxian put on clothes, he should be able to apply needles more calmly. For the sake of sister Shenxian's safety, he Think it's better to do this.

It's just that he seems a little reluctant to dress the fairy sister like this. You know, he hasn't been able to take good care of this beloved fairy sister.

"Little satyr, big sister is undressing for you." The soft voice came to Xia Xian's ears again. Xia Xian was stunned, and then it was like a dream, because he found out that the fairy sister didn't get dressed immediately, but used her scallion tenderness. With his slender hands, he unbuttoned his clothes, just like a gentle wife removing clothes for her husband.

There are no years in the mountains, just a few days in the blink of an eye.

The New Year's bell has rang, and the New Year has been celebrated everywhere at the foot of the mountain, but Qingfeng Mountain is very quiet. In fact, there are only a few people in this huge Qingfeng Mountain. No matter what time, it will be very quiet.

There are actually two wooden houses on the mountainside of Qingfeng Mountain. One of them has many wooden houses, which is Yue Qingya's residence, while the other one is very few. There are five in total, three of which should be bedrooms, and the other two should be Kitchen and toilet too.

Although there are not many rooms in this wooden house, there are many trimmed flats around the wooden house. On the flats, some strange devices are installed in some places, and there is even a shooting range. Of course, now, these devices are all installed. Nobody uses it.

"A pair of k!"

"A pair of 2!"

"I'm four eights, haha, ghost doctor, dark emperor, you two will lose this time!"

"I said killing God, it's been almost 20 years, why haven't you improved your skills?"

"Damn it, why haven't I grown? Didn't I win you guys now?"

"Four nines!"

"you lose!"

"Damn it, why do you still have four nines?"

"Who told you to never keep track of your cards."

On a small field outside the wooden house, there was a table, and three old men were sitting at the table, fighting the landlord.

The three old men all looked about sixty years old. One of them was the thinnest, the thinnest, and the shortest. His eyes looked cloudy, but occasionally they would shoot a bright light. If the old man was thrown out on the street , He is no different from an ordinary old man, but, in fact, he is not ordinary at all, because he is the third master of Xia Xia, the dark emperor Lu Ren who once made foreign agents feel terrified.

The other old man was about as thin as the Dark Emperor Lu Ren, but he was the tallest among the three, tall and thin, looking like a dry bamboo pole, but his hands were very special, like a woman's hands, slender and slender. Slim, this old man is Xia Xia's master, Zhang Mingtuo, a ghost doctor who calls himself a generation of love saints and countless girls.

The remaining old man is naturally Alan, the god of killing who always loses. Although he is almost sixty years old, Alan, the god of killing, still gives people a handsome feeling, and this is obviously the dark emperor. Lu Ren and the ghost doctor Zhang Mingtuo couldn't compare.

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