Chapter 922: Double Cultivation (1)

What the hell should be

to save him

Double Major.

Unexpectedly, the words that Xingchen Yin had said appeared in front of her eyes.

Xingchen Yin once said that the Supreme Phoenix Spiritual Fire on her body and the Water of Mingchuan Forgetting Rain are both good things to restrain the Ninefold Demon Hell Fire Poison, but her level is low, and only double cultivation can be effective.

So, double cultivation, right?

She was startled by the thought that suddenly popped into her mind, and her body trembled slightly when she looked at his extremely handsome face below her.

But, suddenly, she gritted her teeth and reached for his shirt.

On the way to find him, she blamed herself countless times, blaming herself for not telling him about her identity earlier? If she had told him earlier, if she had double-cultivated earlier, wouldn't it have been possible for him to heal the dark wounds on his body that had been ill for a long time and could not have been successfully plotted by Long Tingjun's gang?

If he died this time, she would never forgive herself.

Fortunately, God has mercy, and he is still alive.

Since he's still alive, that's enough, what else does she have to worry about?

He'd done so much for her, and now it's time for her to do something for him.

Her hands were shaking and stiff, but she forced herself to untie his shirt. The dark black lustrous shirt slipped from his hot skin, revealing his scarred chest, on which there were faint lines of smooth muscle, and the mere glance made people blush.

Ye Ying didn't dare to look at him more, shook his hands, and went to untie his pants.

I was too nervous to untie it, and suddenly, I just felt a whirlwind "Ah!"

When he came back to his senses, he had been pressed under her by her, his lean and well-proportioned body held her tightly, and one hand turned into the shape of a beast's claw, tearing her thin dress with a single click!

"Ahh

"Ash," her voice trembled.

He still hadn't woken up, his eyes were closed, as if he was immersed in some fiery dream, rubbing her roughly, pulling her hands high and imprisoning them above his head, as if he had found her lips with the most primitive instincts, like kissing and biting. "Thousand Stars" His voice was like a sigh, but in the blink of an eye, it became urgent, "Thousand Stars!"

It turned out that he regarded her as a thousand stars in his previous life in his dream.

Ye Ying's heart was slightly bitter, but this bitterness was only fleeting, she was a thousand stars, a thousand stars was her, even if he liked her from beginning to end in his previous life, so what?

Ye Ying, what you promised by yourself is your own decision, since you have decided, don't regret it.

She took a deep breath, wrapped her arms around his back, and handed herself to him.

Crazy and confused

His movements are not gentle, but more like an eager invasion and possession, like a child who longs for something, and finally gets it and grasps it tightly, even if it is broken. Ye Ying was covered in cold sweat in pain, under his hot body temperature, it was like a double of ice and fire, even if she had the supreme talent of water and fire, she couldn't save her pain at this time.

She only felt that she was a small boat in the storm, which could be crushed and torn apart by the storm anytime and anywhere, and she would never recover