Chu Sanjue had already arrived outside Ruolu Prison, but when he saw the Zhu family sealing the entrance, he immediately hid cunningly and did not appear. Sure enough, although the Zhu family sealed the entrance, it consumed a lot and was unable to further explore Yue Benyuan. Chu Sanjue was secretly proud and immediately ordered the Black Narcissus to send someone to Yue Benyuan before the Zhu family.

The Black Narcissus wanted to send someone to sneak in several times, but they were blocked by Ye Nian'an, which made the Black Narcissus itchy tooth.

However, seeing Qiao Hu on the left and Ma Hong on the right, Black Nian's wicked thoughts moved lively.

...

Wu Luo's condition is slightly better than Zhu Hong. After one day of recuperation, his spirit has improved much better. However, such injuries must be even more restless. Forcing the power that he cannot control will cause many hidden injuries in his body that are temporarily difficult to feel - in this regard, Wu Luo and Zhu Hong are similar.

Zhu Hong was so anxious that Zhu Jin took good care of his second brother, and neither of them could take care of Wu Luo. However, Zhu Hong also had several confidants who knew Zhu Hong’s thoughts very well, so a good confidant secretly prepared a secret healing pill from the Zhu family and sent someone to Wu Luo.

Of course, the person who sent it will say that it was sent by Sister Daxiǎo.

The Zhu family has stood in the world of cultivation for hundreds of years and has its own unique features. Among these soldiers, those who can be attracted by Zhu Hong are all talented at the moment.

These people occasionally hear the master mentioning a few words, and they can also conclude that Wu Luo is not a fan. Sister Daxiǎo is more jealous than the top, so it is not a big deal to continue like this. Although Wu Luo has no background, what the Zhu family needs now is not background, but talent.

Such a huge family, without talent, it will surely decline and be unable to continue.

The servants naturally wanted the Zhu family to remain strong, so they secretly matched each other, let alone Zhu Hong's thoughts?

The ordered soldier was holding a tray with four bottles of fat that were only high and low in fingers on it. The Zhu family's healing saint was very strange, each of which was only large in corn. Although the bottle was not big, it contained a total of a hundred pieces of grains.

If you take it outside, these four bottles of spiritual pills can be sold at a sky-high price.

On the way, the soldier went to the toilet and temporarily placed the pallet on the windowsill.

This building was kept tightly guarded by the Zhu family inside and outside, and even a fly could not fly in. Naturally, he had nothing to worry about. Just after he entered, a nearly empty black shadow flashed past the bottle.

The sī soldier and the guards not far away were unaware of anything. Then, these elixirs were successfully sent to Wu Luo's room.

Wu Luo didn't have many spiritual pills, and there were even fewer spiritual pills to heal. The Zhu family was a timely help, and Wu Luo would not doubt the people of the Zhu family, so he accepted the spiritual pill and climbed up to chuáng and fell asleep in a drowsy way.

...

Zhu Jin returned to her room tiredly. This time she came back, she did not bring her close-fitting shìnv. The second brother was seriously injured, and the big men were still a little worried about serving Zhu Jin. The brother-sister love was deep, and she took care of her for a whole day, and the pampered sister was also a little overwhelmed. This is not a question of whether she is tired or not. The cultivator is strong, so what is the hard work of this intensity? It is mainly because she has never taken care of people before, so she is naturally a little tired.

When I returned to the room, it was deserted. If I was at home, I would just shout at me and then a bunch of shìnvs would come out. Now I can only do everything myself.

Zhu Jin mōed the teapot on the table and it was cold to buy it. She shook her head helplessly. There was water in the copper pot on the stove in the corner of the wall, but it was also cold.

Sister Zhu Daxiǎo can't make fire, so she used spells to release a ball of fire, and boiled the water in a short while.

Then, he took out some huā tea from his storage space and brewed a pot by himself. The fragrance was everywhere. Zhu Jin saved it and felt that today's tea seemed particularly fragrant and beautiful. He thought it was good in Yanshan Mountain, so he didn't think much about it.

After drinking tea, she went to chuáng to rest.

Not long after, a set of black shadows flashed outside the window, turned into a ray of black smoke, floated in through the crack, and arrived at Zhu Jin's window, condensed into shape, turning into a slim man in black, with a black veil on his face, and a dark gold metal mask was vaguely visible under the black veil. A pair of big eyes flashed with the slim light of the black stolen in the dark.

Sister Zhu Daxiǎo is pampering. Although Zhu Qingjiang and others often tell her some "shocks in the world", they have never experienced it personally, otherwise they would not have been kidnapped by Yang Ying so easily last time.

So she couldn't tell it. The tea was fragrant than usual because it was added with ingredients in the water of the copper pot.

Looking at the Zhu family's big sister who was sleeping sweetly, the black daffodil was smiling in her eyes. As for her disciples of Chu Sanjue, why did she have such despicable things? That's another story.

The Black Narcissus carried Zhu Jin and grabbed her hand, marveling: "Hey, I can't tell, it's quite informative. Wu Luo is cheap."

Zhu Jin was sleeping to death, and the Black Narcissus patted her again, and the elasticity of the purchase was amazing. The Black Narcissus said to himself: "I asked you to get a huge advantage..."

Without Qiao Hu and Ma Hong, there was only a Zhu family soldier standing in the corridor not far away outside Wuluo. This was like being unprepared for the Black Narcissus. She carried Zhu Jin and entered Wuluo's room lightly, and then threw the two of them on the chuáng.

Looking at the two people on the chuáng, the black daffodil chuckled and gently lit a pink silk incense.

...

The more I sleep, the hotter I feel, and the evil fire in my heart becomes more and more intense. Wu Luo is very aware of this feeling. Although this sentence is only seventeen years old, Wu Luo has rich experience in his previous life. Song Jianmei almost never rejects him in this regard, even if he sometimes makes some very excessive demands.

After his rebirth, Wu Luo was thinking about how to enhance his strength. He was even more interested in Gu Muqing's love for the male, intending to make up for the regrets of his previous life, so he suppressed a lot of depression about the hero.

But I didn't expect it to explode tonight.

The effect of ** is still there, he is not very awake. After turning over a few times in a hot mood, he felt a soft but full body beside him.

The body was as hot as him, full of emotion. When the two of them touched each other, they immediately hugged each other. Wu Luo regained the domineering aura of the emperor, and tore the other person's clothes, and held them with both hands. It was not too big, and it was just right. The five fingers were filled with a swelling feeling. It was soft and cotton-pinned, delicate and faint fragrance.

The other party clearly made a cat-like moaning groan, and Wu Luo even made a big noise. The two bodies that seemed to be burning squeezed each other and grinded them, and the fire became more and more intense.

The opponent's domineering behavior was no less than Wu Luo. He tore his clothes clean in just a few seconds. However, compared with Wu Luo, the team was obviously much awkward and often couldn't control his strength. He was as wild as a lioness, and he grabbed blood marks on Wu Luo's back.

When Wu Luo arrived tough, the other party immediately shivered, and his flexible body suddenly stretched into a bow...

...

The two of them were satisfied, exhausted and sweating profusely slept until dawn.

Wu Luo, who woke up first, recalled that he had a bitter smile last night. After many years, he actually started to dream again, but the smile stiffened on his face - he is a master of cultivation, and he can't feel it if someone is sleeping beside him.

Who is it?

Wu Luo slowly turned his head, and the people beside him had clouds spread out. His black hair seemed to be a soft black satin covering most of his face. A beautiful face with snow-like skin could be vaguely seen from the hair.

Wu Luo felt something was wrong with his heart: If there were only a few NV people in Lu Prison, there were only two who could be so perfect in figure and appearance: Black Narcissus and Zhu Jin.

To be honest, Wu Luo didn’t know which of these two would be better?

Nothing good

Wu Luo felt that he had never encountered such a huge "crisis" in his life. He kept reminding himself to calm down and then tried hard to recall what was going on. He looked around and it was still his own room, but when he went to bed yesterday, he was obviously alone...

The beauty also woke up leisurely, very comfortable, and naturally stretched her soft waist, straightened her slender arms, raised her flawless arms high, stretched her waist beautifully.

Wu Luo's mind buzzed and he was stunned: It turned out to be Zhu Jin.

The front of the man was completely violent in front of Wu Luo, with a flawless white jade, and even a mole on his body could not be found, just like her appearance was impeccable

Two red beans on the mouth of the mouth are like a carving of mutton fat, embellished with the beautiful beauty of the highlights of jade.

"Hiss" a stretching move, Zhu Jin shrank in pain, and the pain of breaking the melon. In addition, she was crazy last night. She was originally the NV emperor in her bones. In order to take the initiative in the throne, she had fought with Wu Luo a lot last night. Of course, she enjoyed Wu Luo, and of course she was the one who suffered.

Last night, it was *yào and **, and finally I was so tired that I fell asleep. I didn’t feel anything at all, but this morning I was suffering.

In the severe pain, Zhu Jin opened his eyes and immediately became petrified.

Countless afterimages flashed through my mind instantly...

Wu Luo looked at her and was about to scream, so he quickly covered her up: "Don't yell, we'll be done if you call me..." Wu Luo screamed, and Zhu Jin bit his hand fiercely.

Wu Luo's fingers were bleeding and he said furiously: "You are a dog."

Zhu Jin looked angry, and he wanted to bite Wu Luo to pieces in one go. Wu Luo was very angry: "I am the victim, okay?"

"What did you say? If you have a kind of thing, say it again." Zhu Jin gritted his teeth, his anger was soaring. His spiritual power flashed around him, but unexpectedly, he felt a slight movement, and his lower body felt a sharp pain. His delicate eyebrows were chōuchōu, and Zhu Jin was immediately depressed.

Wu Luo pointed around: "This is my room? Why are you here?"

Zhu Jin was speechless: "I..."

She is not a sharp-tongued person. In fact, she has many similarities with Wu Luo, that is, if the strategy is not good, we will use violence to solve it.

Wu Luo said because of his integrity: "I have a friend. How can I meet people? How do you let me face Mu Qing?"
Chapter completed!