Chapter 686

In this chaotic world, the impact of turbulence is particularly terrible. Feng Ruo just persisted for more than half an hour, and he had to take back the broken golden sword, because it really consumed too much power in his body. If he continues, there is no need to wait to find the space crack, and the two of them will have to die. It's...

"Let me help you!" Jingmo whispered, a delicate jade hand against Feng Ruo's chest, and then a warm current like a spring breeze was slowly injected into Feng Ruo's meridians.

Feng Ruo did not refuse, because in this terrible desperate situation, any strength must be fought for, and Jingmo is under his protection, and she does not have to directly bear the danger of turbulence outside, so she should have transferred the power in her body to Feng Ruo. Fortunately, the purple water spirit in her body has been The effect can continuously generate mana for her, which can also reduce part of the pressure of Feng Ruo.

Although Jingmo has restored the memory of the immortals in her previous life, her overall strength is only the early stage of the spiritual baby, so only in the time of a cup of hot tea, the strength in her body is exhausted, her face is as pale as paper, and almost her whole body is paralyzed into Feng Ruo's arms.

For Jingmo's hard work, Feng Ruo's heart is also a little touched, but now is not the time to think about these beautiful things. According to his estimation, he and Jingmo can automatically recover their mana. He needs three hours to restore his peak state, and the purple water spirit in Jingmo's body is not the same as that in Compared with the purple water spirit, it will take at least nine hours to automatically recover. The two are taken from each other, that is to say, he must stick to another seven or eight hours to urge the broken golden sword to search for space cracks. At this moment, he can only stay in place honestly and reduce the consumption of all kinds of power... No/ pop-up window Text txt download In addition, the conversion of all kinds of innate evil spirit in his body is also in progress. It will take at least 48 hours to activate the two towers for the second time.

After confirming this point, Feng Ruo couldn't help but be uncertain, because according to the current situation, unless there are other fierce fluctuations in this chaotic world, they will not be in danger for the time being.

So after thinking about it, Feng Ruo still lowered his head slightly and slowly said in Jingmo's ear, "Don't think too much, don't worry. In fact, even if we can't find a space crack, we won't die here!" Anyway, I promise to take you away alive.

"Hmm!" Jingmo responded inaudiblely, and a pretty face quickly raised a faint blush, and his body seemed to become softer.

This time, perhaps because the pressure in his heart was relieved, Feng Ruo remembered the extremely intimate posture of the two now. Due to the complete exhaustion of mana and the need for Feng Ruo's protection, Jingmo's whole soft body was completely under pressure. This kind of intimate contact without reservation, without any room, However, it is ** incomparable, especially the faint, almost inaudible virgin fragrance lingering on the nose, and Jingmo's weak, but charming fine gasp, all of this is like a fire!

In an instant, Feng Ruo reacted. It's not that he has no self-control, but that there is a lot of pressure around him. When there are unexpected situations at any time, the scruples in his heart seem to become very light, and the thought of being indifferent to risk everything is even more intense!

Ghosts are terrible, or Feng Ruo didn't think about superfluous things at all. He lowered his head and contained Jingmo's crystal jade, slightly flushing delicate earlo, the smooth and fragrant hair in the mouth, and Jingmo's whispered exclamation, as if It constitutes a wonderful picture that can exist forever!

"No, Feng Ruo--"

Jingmo's voice became more and more weak, without anger and panic, leaving only a weak plea. One left hand was on Feng Ruo's chest, pushing weakly, trying to escape far away.

It's just that her body, which doesn't have any power at this moment, has so she stretched out, but put her blushing, uneasy and flustered face in front of Feng Ruo.

"Don't do this, Feng Ruo, you promised me--"

The warm airflow brushed Feng Ruo's cheeks like the evening wind, with a special fresh fragrance. The slightly open, thin rosy mouth was even more attractive, so Feng Ruo's big mouth pressed it without hesitation.

The lips and teeth blended, the smooth and delicate, the fragrance between the teeth, the shy gasp, almost melted Feng Ruo's whole body.

"Um--Um--"

Jingmo wanted to struggle and escape, but her body was getting weaker and weaker, as if she was going to sink into a bottomless abyss. At this moment, she could no longer tell whether her memory belonged to her previous life or this life. The man who hugged him tightly in front of her and hugged everything. She wanted to resist, but she Resistance, that wild breath, a hug like iron pliers, surrounded her, rushed into her body, rushed into the depths of her soul, and the last bit of unwillingness also turned into sweet intoxication!

There is no difference between her two life memories. So far, she is completely integrated. She is no longer the identity of the previous life, nor the identity of this life. She is just the fallen leaves that are constantly swept up by the storm and waves in the sea of anger. There is no direction and no way back, but she does not regret it, even if the

Just for this unforgettable moment!

"Feng Ruo--"

Jingmo shouted vaguely in her throat, whispering like the tinkling of a spring in the empty mountain, and the two lines of tears slipped silently, but she knew that at this moment, she was willing to give everything for this strange and familiar man who hugged her tightly.

"Feng Ruo, I may die. I know that without my drag, in fact, you can have more opportunities to escape. I'm not afraid of death. I'm afraid that all this is a dream. When I wake up, everything is empty. I don't want to ask too much. I don't ask you to remember me. Just In my only hope for this dream, it is as bright as the sunset, even if I have to fall into the boundless darkness, I have no regrets! Promise me that you must escape by yourself!"

Jingmo's voice is like the sunshine at dusk, warm and gentle, but with a kind of tragic brilliance, and the sad and bright eyes are even more heartbreaking.

"Now, I just want to be your woman, okay? If I miss this opportunity, I'm afraid I won't have the courage anymore!"

Jingmo's soft and elastic body trembled slightly, and his expression was decisive but amorous, just like the last wisp of sunset between heaven and earth, bright but with inevitable sadness.

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