The World’s Male Repairs Are All Furnace Tripods

How can a person be in two extreme environments.

There was boiling blood in his body, just like the lava that was flowing when a volcano erupted. The magma swallowed his aura and tore his meridians, and there was a giant lava beast roaring to get out of his body.

Such torture has already begun since he officially embarked on the road of cultivation, and as his cultivation progressed, he became even more painful.

The pain is not terrible, but the terrible thing is that suddenly one day, his cultivation can't go further. The scary thing is that he has his own call in the dark, but he has no ability to find the answer.

Corresponding to the heat in the body is the cold outside the body. The cold pool in the forbidden area was icy cold to the bones. He was only at the foundation stage and had no spiritual energy protection. The cold had already condensed frost and ice on his body. The cold and the hot, the torment of ice and fire made his mind. Gradually blurred, thoughts are getting farther and farther away.

I still remember back then, one man had one sword.

He doesn’t seem to have many memories in his life, he doesn’t linger about the scenery, and he doesn’t care about anyone. Those memories are thin and have no color, just like a piece of white paper on which a sword is drawn in ink only, and the rest is blank. It's endless pain.

This is his life.

...

When he was dying, a hot body leaned over, the cold on the surface was dissipated, and the heat in the body was even more endless.

Su Hanjin squeezed the man's waist, at this moment, what drove her was instinct. She hugged the body that had sunk into the cold pool and floated up, struggling to make both of them rush out of the water, and the heart sutra circulated wildly, and the sweet fragrance exuding from her body was full of richness to the extreme. However, at this moment, the confused Su Hanjin pushed the man to the side of the pool. She trembled and stripped off the man's clothes, but could not go any further.

His body is stiff. ice cold.

Su Hanjin removed all the clothes on her body, and then tightly pressed on the man's body, she used her body temperature burned by lust. To warm his cold body. She lowered her head and kissed his cold lips, she pried his teeth away and slipped the lilac uvula into his mouth.

The body, which had already reached its limit, became more painful because of this action. When Su Hanjin eagerly kissed the man, she suddenly coughed a few times, and the blood flowed into the man's mouth along the contact. The tip of her tongue also smelled of fishy sweetness.

Su Hanjin's eyes were blurred. She pressed against his body, her eyelids getting heavier and heavier. Are you going to die? She lay on his chest, only feeling that her eyelids were like a huge weight, and her body was more like shattering from her body. Drops of blood fell from the corners of his mouth, and blossoms of blood blossomed on his skin.

Jiang Yunya opened his eyes suddenly, and when he saw a naked person, his brows were slightly twisted, her hot body was close to him, the cold had been dissipated wherever the skin touched, and there was nothing left. hot.

The smell of the nose, the delicate body of the body. His body reacted in an instant. The moment he opened his eyes, his eyes were like stars, but for a moment, the color in his eyes was like a deep pool, immersed in strong **** desire. He involuntarily stretched out his arms to embrace the delicate body of his body. He was controlled by lust, and reached out to hold her full abundance. At this point, men are always self-explanatory.

When she grasped the softness of her chest, Su Hanjin's body moved again, she snorted, and then she wanted to sit up with one hand on his body. At this time, she naturally didn't need any prelude, she just All she needs to do is to relieve the loss of control of the ** Heart Sutra, in other words, all she needs is a man's Yang Yuan.

She didn't know that she was too weak at this time, she supported a little bit, and was pulled down by the man. Her chest was blushing and she was caught in a mouthful. Then she turned over, and Su Hanjin was pressed under her by the man.

He leaned down, his lips and tongue sealed her groan, the flexible tip of his tongue wandered in her sandal mouth, and the big palm rubbed her tenderness. The blood in the body was still tormenting him, and the pain caused a glimmer of clarity in his mind, but his struggle was surrounded by her hands, and after the body and the body were eroded by the searing heat, the woman's carcass became the only one. Cool.

It's just that the pain in his life is the sword. He never cared about men and women. At this moment, he was at a loss. The scent of the tip of his nose made him crazier, but this craziness couldn’t find an outlet for catharsis. Jiang Yunya already had beads of sweat on his body, and Su Hanjin also had the same, she had no strength, although the man was kissing her softly and caressing her. , But this is not enough, it can't stop the madness of the ** Heart Sutra at all.

Because of the madness and pain, as well as the unsatisfied lust, there were beads of sweat on her face, and the beads of sweat slipped down her face, and the man on her body actually leaned over and kissed all the way along the mark left by the beads of sweat. .

Caress made her a little awake, and this awakeness made her even more painful, and if she had strength, she would like to slap him. Who is this man, and why can he resist the Meixiang of the ** Heart Sutra? Obviously, he could feel his hot desire, but it was a long time since he entered.

She wants to talk, she wants to open her eyes, she wants to see this man who will torture her in life and death. Su Hanjin ordered herself to open her eyes, but at this moment, she seemed unable to do it.

I don't know how long it took before she finally felt his entry.

Desire squeezed in slowly, Su Hanjin snorted, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of her lips. Jiang Yunya finally found the mysterious valley, and the **** that tormented him followed the entire root, making him seem to have entered a piece of warm water, and the tightly wrapped warmth made his back tighten instantly. .

It was like a piece of breeze entering their bodies along the intersection of the two of them, and with the impact one after another, that piece of coolness was introduced into the body.

He raised her legs, making himself buried deeper in her body, attracted by the tight ecstasy cave, Jiang Yunya's crazy rhythm, so it was the first time, the rhythm did not last long, when Yang Yuan breathed in , Su Hanjin's Heart Sutra finally stopped. She opened her eyes suddenly. At this moment, she finally saw that the man was Jiang Yunya.

Jiang Yunya's expression was painful. After a while, his head fell heavily and was buried in her neck.

"So it was you." Su Hanjin said softly, "It's a pity."

This was the person she wanted to cultivate, but died out of control. Su Hanjin couldn't help but look away, and whispered, "I'm sorry."

In order to survive, there is actually nothing to be sorry for.

However, the same cannon fodder, she once saved him, but killed him again. I'm sorry, probably because his fate of cannon fodder has not been reversed in the end...

Su Hanjin's cultivation base has not risen. She thinks Jiang Yunya's cultivation base is too low to stuff his teeth. As for why he was not sucked into a corpse, is it because his cultivation base is too low? Or was she too weak just now?

Su Hanjin didn't want to think too much at this time. When she was about to push people away, she noticed a vision in her body.

His desire is still in her body, and at this time, it is slowly swelling.

Jiang Yunya suddenly raised his head, his eyes were a faint blue light.