Chapter 212: Θ10. Death cycle

The emperor stopped his footsteps and looked at the goodness in his arms and looked at the door.
Huo Xuan stood outside the door, and two dark eyes condensed on the door, seemingly looking at the people inside.
Under the gaze of the two people, the fragile door creaked, as if it could be torn apart at any time.
The pressure around it climbed, and the air was as stagnant as it was breathless. I can only feel that the blood is overwhelming, my eyes are sore and I can’t get it. These two people do not use the ability, just relying on the strength is enough to kill people invisible.
The emperor's muscles swelled, and the sharp nails shimmered with the purple-black cold light. The body broke out with a strong war. It was like a beast ready to attack, and he was about to dislocate, and he could still hold his neck. Take a bite on his chin.
What? The emperor's momentum is slow, and he can see it with a distraction. As a result, this distraction was dominated by Huo Xuan outside the door.
It was still possible to detect that the Emperor had to fight back and quickly explored the bottle. He found that the bottle he had carried with him had just been handed over to the Emperor and was pinched by him.
He held his heart and kissed the emperor's lips and tried his best to attract his attention.
The emperor was really distracted, and he re-directed his gaze to Shang Ke. The violent gas that had soared was once again eased.
The pleasing lips made him happy and couldn't help but devote himself to it. He stretched out his arm and held it up, eagerly responding to his kiss.
The two people who were immersed in the kiss didn't find it. Around them, there was a faint barrier that isolated the air in the air and formed an independent small world.
Although it is not the first time to kiss, the action of the emperor is still so simple and rude. In order to keep your tongue, you can still see the opportunity to quit.
The dissatisfied scream of the emperor was about to chase, but he heard Huo Xuan’s voice coming from outside the door: "Yes, you are okay?"
Huo Xuan did not intend to find the master who played against him until he found that his breath was hidden in the building where Shang Ke lived, and decided to come and see.
When I came here, Huo Xuan immediately noticed that there was a master nearby. Although it is not sure whether it is in a room that is still acceptable, the distance is definitely no more than 50 meters. Originally thought that he could be forced out, the result of the other party's breath disappeared without warning in the middle, and replaced by the golden light of the acceptable.
Because of fear that it would still be hurt, Huo Xuan did not take back his strength, but asked in a voice.
The emperor heard Huo Xuan’s voice, and there was a violent rash in his eyes. He was still about to answer, but he was blocked arbitrarily.
The shape of the teleport, the emperor will still be able to press on the wall, aggravating the strength of the kiss, the pain can not help but send a low embarrassment.
Huo Xuan’s ear force is amazing. Hearing it, he plans to break into the door.
"...I'm fine!" Still a little repressed voice sounded at the right time, stopping his footsteps.
Huo Xuan listens carefully, there is a breathing sound, a heartbeat, a shun sound, a cloth squeak, and a soft collision.
Huo Xuan’s face was a bit ugly, and he wanted to rush in to see what happened, but the dangerous premonition that fainted in his heart made him hesitate.
In the room, the emperor can still be pressed against the wall, rudely kissing, the strength of the hand is gradually increasing, the clothes are torn to the horrible, and the sharp nails draw a blood mark on the acceptable skin.
If there is no power barrier of Huo Xuan, it is estimated that a new round of zombie riots will be triggered.
Still can't resist letting himself scream, and noticed that Huo Xuan's breath has not disappeared, can't help but lament: Why he still can't leave! The zombie king has kissed the fierce "sex", and the hard object between the legs constantly poked under him, the pants were worn by him, and the skin was burning with pain.
Can still start to guess, will he be killed by his nails and his blood will die, or will he be suffocated by his kiss, or will he be punctured by his "killer"?
The more I think, the more I feel infiltrated, I can still plan to rise up. He reached out and gently touched the emperor's back, as if he was giving the pet a smooth hair.
As he muscles relax, he can still rescue his lips from his shackles. Before he captures, he quickly shifts his position and begins to kiss his chin, throat, clavicle, and chest muscles...
The emperor’s body, which had just been relaxed, tightened again, holding his hands on the wall and quietly watching the action.
"Kiss should be like this..." It is still possible to demonstrate while explaining.
"When the touch should be like this..." The hand of Shang can slowly slide over the strong muscles of the Emperor.
"Control the strength, don't hurt the other person." You can take the emperor's hand, carefully avoiding his nails and gently biting his fingers.
Feeling that the fingers were wrapped in a warm breath, the emperor's body quickly rose a burst of pleasure.
His eyes became hot, his desires became more and more violent, his throat was eagerly low, his body pushed forward, and he only heard a "squeaky" sound, and a wall was poked out of the wall...
Acceptable: ... can't play well, is it still too late to stop?
When the emperor saw that he did not move, he poked a few times on the wall. The poor wall, pure for the first time, was dedicated to the ferocious zombie king.
You can still swear that you can't let this zombie king pass the final level of mating! As a big boss, he must ensure that he is not pushed to death.
Therefore, I can only be sorry for the wall brothers... (Wall: I represent all the wall compatriots in the world to despise you! You are actually trying to cultivate a zombie king with a special "strong" wall. It is simply mad! This fierce pot, we don't back!)
Although the sound of the fair is small, it has not escaped Huo Xuan’s ear. In a few simple words, you can probably guess what the people inside are doing.
Huo Xuan clenched his fists, inexplicably feeling a little chest tightness, and the breath was also disordered.
As the sound inside became more and more fierce, Huo Xuan could no longer stay, and his arm waved and disappeared instantly.
The pressure in the room dissipated as Huo Xuan left.
I finally left... I was still relieved and began to concentrate on the "sexual" zombie king.
The clothes of the two people have been torn apart, and the walls behind them are also pitted. From time to time, there are gravel rolling down. It is still full of scars on the body, and the blood slides over. In the white skin, it shows a beautiful color.
Under the guidance of patience, the imperial movement became soft and no longer hurts him as often as before.
However, this slow and soothing comfort obviously cannot satisfy the Emperor. He wants to swallow the people in his arms, but he doesn't know how to make a mouthful. He always feels that the conventional "eat" method can't satisfy his appetite.
How should I "eat"? Unable to get rid of the imperial concubine, the whole person began to violently, and the wall was photographed by him.
The mercenary who lived next door heard the movement, and the atmosphere did not dare to breathe. I was just banned by the pressure of the masters. They didn’t dare to move. Now the pressure has disappeared. Where can I stay here? They packed up and escaped from the crumbling building.
The room was made a mess by the emperor, but the body was unexpectedly not adding new wounds. However, he also realized that the development of the matter was a little out of control. The Emperor was stunned by this time, and even the zombies did not dare to approach.
At the moment, I don’t know if I regret more, or I’m more amazed.
However, since this has already happened, it is still possible to throw all the thrills, bite the teeth, and start to help the emperor to do hand work.
As long as he does not enter, he believes that his life can still be saved.
The emperor was still able to caress, the heat rose sharply, the hardness increased sharply, and he almost smashed his fingers.
However, in a minute or two, I can't do it anymore. He is too tall to see the tolerance of his palm and the durability of his fingers.
When the Emperor saw him stop, he took the initiative to bring his hand to his weapon, and then he was like a ritual, and he planned to help Shang Kezhen, scared him to avoid it.
If he is stunned by him, he will leave a psychological shadow in his life!
The emperor was like a skin disease, and he kept on him, and the original soft movement began to become rude.
I really want to see the explosion in place.
He looked around and planned to find a more comfortable way to die.
"Ah!" At the time of distraction, I still feel the pain below. Some part seems to have been beaten and poked.
The emperor paused for a moment, then leaned over and smelled it, and then his face flashed with excitement, his waist was forced, and he squeezed forward.
"Wait!"
The emperor didn't want to stop, and he wanted to come straight.
I can see that this guy actually has no teacher to know, and knows that this is a disaster, so he said helplessly: "You don't move, I come."
The emperor still lay down obediently, his limbs wide open, and a generous expression of "you are coming".
The acceptable sight was slowly swept over him, and although he could not make a judgment from the breath, his body seemed to have made a choice for him. If the emperor is not his lover, how can he do this kind of thing with him willingly?
There is only one lover. If he is determined to be an emperor, then even if Huo Xuan has a similar atmosphere, and even has a palm, he has nothing to hesitate. If you finally find out that you are mistaken, then... let him die!
You can still sit on the emperor's waist, lean over and kiss his lips, and then all the way down.
The emperor looked at his movements, his breathing became short, his eyes were expecting, he was excited, and he was somewhat blurred.
I can slowly lift my waist and sit down a little... The pain of tearing makes him breathe a sigh of relief, but fortunately the body is tough, not as hard as imagined. After adjusting for a while, he continued to sink. Halfway through, I still feel that I have reached the limit.
At this moment, the emperor suddenly turned over and sat up, but he couldn't catch it, and swallowed it all.
Still painful to fall in the emperor's arms, the emperor hugged him, resisted the excitement, and trembled in a small amount.
After completing the most difficult step, the latter process is relatively simple. Although this is the first attempt of the Emperor, but he is not very arrogant, otherwise he will have to be pierced by him.
Under the guidance of the acceptable guidance and the imperial concubine, the two completed a battle of blood and tears.
In the last few times, the emperor completely became a dislocated wild horse, ignorant of temperance.
After the completion, the limbs can be broken, the body is covered with scars and hickeys, but it is terrible but reveals a beauty.
Despite this tragic, he survived strongly, at least for the first five minutes after the imperial shot.
Five minutes later, the fair skin gradually turned grayish white, and a piece of corpse began to appear. The pupils were scattered, the blood was stagnant, and finally, the breathing stopped.
The emperor’s heart was tight, and the joy of just being satisfied disappeared without a trace. A strange sense of fear quickly caught his heart.
"Yes..." He hesitated and reached out and tried to touch his face.
At this moment, the person in his arms slammed out a sigh of relief, the original godless pupil refocused, and the markings on the skin also dissipated a little.
The emperor felt that his heart had resumed his beating. At that moment, he completely forgot that this person could be resurrected...