Originally, when Lu Jiu was practicing, it was a semicircle cycle, but now, combined with Sikong Qingying, it became a full circle cycle.

Because of Lu Zicong's plan, Sikong Qingying was addicted to drugs and aphrodisiacs step by step, and was already unconscious. Lu Jiu also lost control of his body because of the Immortality Secret.

The two of them just maintained their jiao, joined posture, and the huge internal force flowed through their bodies over and over again, washing their muscles and veins, making their muscles and veins more pliable and wider.

Sikong Qingying, who originally had no internal strength, also had a force swirling around his Dantian, circulating on its own.

As it circulates and washes over and over again, the internal energy flowing becomes more and more abundant and powerful.

Lu Jiu's internal strength, which had been retreating after reaching the peak of the eighth level, was rapidly recovering and growing...

His martial arts broke through the eighth level of the Immortality Art at an astonishing speed...

The ninth level...

The tenth level...

Reached the top!

The majestic internal force circulation slowed down and was not as overbearing and powerful as before. Lu Jiu regained control of his body.

He opened a pair of slightly golden eyes and realized almost instantly...it turns out that the secret of longevity is a dual practice of martial arts!

Lu Jiu followed Lu Zicong's arrangement and persuasion and married Sikong Qingying. On the night of flowers and candles in the bridal chamber, when she met Sikong Qingying, she accidentally understood the essence of the secret of longevity.

His martial arts reached the sky in half an hour, reached a state of perfection, and reached a new level... that he had never thought of reaching before.

It opened a new door for his martial arts journey.

After Lu Jiu came to his senses, he immediately thought... there was hope for his revenge.

His heart was filled with excitement and joy, and he kissed the person underneath him fiercely...

It's her...

It was this person who helped him again.

In this life, he has never been as happy as he is now.

He controlled the huge internal force circulating in his and Sikong Qingying's bodies, and tightly imprisoned Sikong Qingying's body in his arms. The thick purple dragon under his body began to move as he consciously moved.

The ancient rhythm…

"Woo..."

As time went by, Sikong Qingying's brain, which seemed to be stuffed with marshmallows, gradually woke up.

But she was still weak, and she didn't even have the strength to open her eyes, so she could only let the person on her body torment her.

She could feel that her body was very hot.

She also felt that her unspeakable place was being entered, exited, invaded, and occupied...

This feeling seems familiar...

Slowly, she remembered today's wedding.

Yes.

She is married.

Is it... the wedding night?

But, how did you get to this point?

She didn't remember anything, so she was taken by Lu Zicong and tortured on the bed like this?

Her cheeks turned a little redder because of what she was thinking, blooming with a coquettish color in the dark night.

This fascinated Lu Jiu.

Lu Jiu turned around and couldn't help but move a little faster.

Sikong Qingying was like a fish out of water. She opened her mouth, panting and breathing. In the unbearable pleasure, she couldn't help but murmured to the person on her body: "Lu... Lu..."

Before she even called out the other person's name, the other person's hot lips kissed her pink and tender lips.

She likes the feeling of this mutual affection.

Open your lips and intertwine passionately with the other person's lips and tongue.

From the other party's actions, Sikong Qingying felt care and love, and waves of warmth surged into her heart, making her feel happy and moved, and her body became more sensitive.

Biting Lu Jiu's Zilong's small mouth tightly, more mucus was secreted from the mouth. The rich fragrance floated in the dark in the new house, almost covering up the lustful pleasure and love.

odor.

So happy.

So happy...

There is no pain like last time, this time, it is so happy...

Sikong Qingying felt that she would be happy even if she died in the other person's arms at this moment.

Lu Jiu has extremely high martial arts skills and excellent physical strength. As a young and middle-aged man who has just opened up, his physical strength and sex are extremely strong.

Sikong Qingying's head didn't wake up for a long time and became confused again. It was because of exhaustion.

Finally, Lu Jiu let go of her swollen and red mouth, and her mouth unconsciously moaned: "Lu...".

Lu Jiu was very satisfied.

When he first met love, desire, food, marrow, knowledge, and taste, they were already inseparable. Sikong Qingying called him like this again, which really made Lu Jiu completely lose his mind.

He tortured Sikong Qingying desperately, although he still remembered to be gentle and not rough, and hurt Sikong Qingying violently... but he couldn't bear to leave Sikong Qingying's body no matter what.

Moreover, he is quite smart.

He wanted her so hard that tears overflowed from the corners of Sikong Qingying's eyes, sobbing and shaking her head to resist him.

He couldn't bear to embarrass Sikong Qingying, and he couldn't bear to let go of Sikong Qingying, so he kissed Sikong Qingying again and used the secret of longevity.

The Immortality Technique was mixed with huge internal force. After swimming freely in the two people's bodies for a few times, Sikong Qingying's body slowly regained some strength.

What was originally a pitiful rejection immediately and unconsciously turned into a warm welcome.

The night wind outside the house was blowing gently, and the house was full of sizzling passion. The strong passion made Yue'er blush with shame, and half of her body was covered by the clouds.

Half bright, half dark.

Just like this night.

One place is happy and two places are sad.

In the new house, Lu Jiu and Sikong Qingying were obsessed with each other, and they spent a sweet and beautiful wedding night.

But outside the new house, there were two sad and dejected people.

That night, Song Qing remembered Sikong Qingying's previous invitation and drank Sikong Qingying and Lu Jiu's wedding wine.

But she doesn't just have a drink.

She was not at all as gentle and graceful as usual. Instead, she looked like a bold and bold man from the north, holding a wine flask and drinking one cup after another.

Mingming's cheeks were flushed and her eyes were moist and drunk, but her consciousness was very clear.

She thought that the man she loved belonged to someone else tonight.

As she thought about it, her chest and heart hurt so much that she couldn't breathe.

At this time, someone called her:

"Miss Song, didn't you say you wanted to go to the right palace master? The right palace master has just been free. You can go and greet the right palace master and report to him."

She was a little drunk, but very sober.

Holding the new wine bottle, he nodded to the other party and walked towards the residence of the right palace master.

She is not drunk, she knows the road, she knows where the right palace lord Gong Suxian lives.

However, as she walked, she raised her head and poured the wine from the flask directly into her mouth.

The spicy taste made her cry.

She didn't cry aloud, she shed tears quietly while drinking and walking.

Gong Suxian, who was dressed in red and looked stunning, saw Song Qing losing her composure from a distance.

She frowned coldly, with a bit of anger lingering around her body, thinking in her heart that this person was really presumptuous, and when he came over, she must teach him a lesson.

Song Qing drank all the wine in the jug in her hand. She walked crookedly, shook the jug in her hand, and made sure there was no more wine. She shook her lips, cursed, and smashed the jug.

Among the flowers on the side.

This made the atmosphere around Gong Suxian even colder.

Song Qing finally walked to Gong Suxian.

She opened her moist eyes and looked at Gong Suxian, who was a little blurry: "Right...right palace master..."

"Who are you? Why are you so rude?"

The stunningly cold Gong Suxian even has a cold voice.
To be continued...