017 If it's hard, come to the beauty plan

"What I said is true." Pan Jingyun insisted.

The severe pain on his neck came, and Pan Jingyun felt that the flying sword had cut a few more points. Pan Jingyun did not use spiritual power and power to resist at all. In the face of a perfect monk in the Yuanying period, all resistance was in vain.

"Your mouth is quite hard. How long do I think you can hold on?" As Hong Yao said, the flying sword in her hand slid gently and penetrated into Pan Jingyun's skin again. If she cut in another trace, Pan Jingyun's blood vessels would rupture. At that time, if she could not be treated, she would only die of blood.

"I really didn't lie to you. If you want to kill, just kill it." After saying that, Pan Jingyun closed his eyes. Anyway, he was going to die. He decided to die stronger this time and never beg for mercy.

"You are really a little stubborn. Your sister can't do it anymore." A charming smile hung on Hongyao's face again, and the flying sword unexpectedly left Pan Jingyun's neck.

In fact, Pan Jingyun himself knew in his heart that he was just a split now, and if he died, he was just losing his first-order cultivation. If it weren't for the split, Pan Jingyun didn't know if he had any guts. Pan Jingyun opened his eyes with some joy, afraid that Hongyao would repent. Pan Jingyun quickly said, "Thank you for not for not killing. . "

Hong Yao smiled and said, "Don't call me senior, call me sister in the future. You just need to know that your sister is good to you."

After saying that, Hong Yao walked to Pan Jingyun and actually lifted her skirt and directly faced Pan Jingyun on Pan Jingyun's lap. Two white and slender thighs completely appeared in front of Pan Jingyun. Pan Jingyun even saw the white trousers at the end of her thighs.

Although Pan Jingyun felt the smooth and delicate skin on Hong Yao's legs, he did not respond at all. For this woman, there was only fear in her heart.

Hong Yao took out a piece of soft cloth to help Pan Jingyun wipe the blood stains on his neck, and carefully applied healing powder to him.

After treating the wound, Hongyao held Pan Jingyun's face with her slender hands. Her eyes were like water, and a very lethal and charming expression appeared on her face and said, "Brother, can you tell my sister? What on earth does this thing do?

Pan Jingyun didn't expect that this woman would still use beauty tricks. If it's hard, she will be soft, but Pan Jingyun won't be fooled. Seeing her like that, Pan Jingyun thought, I might as well make a plan. If you don't believe it, just forget it.

After hesitating the expression on Pan Jingyun's face, he said, "This thing is definitely not an ordinary thing, but it is really a material. It can refine an elixir. This elixir can help the monks who have completed the elixir period directly break through to the infancy, and it is 100% successful."

There was suspicion on Hongyao's face. After looking at Pan Jingyun's face for a long time, she asked, "Since it's this kind of material, why don't you say it?"

"I'm afraid that after saying that, the seniors will kill people and seize the treasure, then I will still die, so I might as well hold on." Pan Jingyun said, but this reason seems to be a little strong.

"What are you talking about? Such a thing can also be regarded as a treasure. Besides, even if it is a treasure, do you think I will kill you because of it? I'm not a murderer. Forget it, I don't care about you. I'll believe you for the time being. Now I'll ask you another thing. You have to answer honestly. I'll ask you, your grandfather really didn't think about the imperial city?" Hongyao's slender and slippery small hands gently rubbed Pan Jingyun's face, and the expression on her face was also full of tenderness. She said gently.

"No, I told you last time. If you don't believe it, there's nothing I can do." Pan Jingyun insisted.

"Then why do you still put your own hands in the city guard?" Hong Yao looked at Pan Jingyun and her eyes were still gentle.

Pan Jingyun was a little shocked. He didn't expect Hong Yao to know his movements so well. It seemed that he was still very cautious about his grandfather.

"No, I really don't. I just put my own strength so that there are a few trustworthy people around me. In fact, even if my grandfather wants to think about the imperial city, it's useless. The predecessor alone is enough to sweep the city of Tianjue, not to mention the unfathomable lord of the imperial city behind you. If my grandfather had the idea of the imperial city, wouldn't he be looking for death by himself? Pan Jingyun said.

"You're right. Humph, even if your grandfather really thinks about our imperial city, we won't pay attention to you at all. Well, brother and sister won't embarrass you. Don't you relive your old dreams with your sister? My sister has always missed you very much. Hong Yao's face became more and more gentle. She held Pan Jingyun's face in both hands and slowly leaned her delicate red lips and took the initiative to kiss Pan Jingyun's lips.

Pan Jingyun did not dare to react. He didn't know which play Hongyao was singing. It was frighteningly cold for a while, and gentle as water for a while. In the face of such a woman, Pan Jingyun couldn't raise his head at all.

Hongyao held Pan Jingyun's head, but her soft and warm tongue opened Pan Jingyun's mouth and Pan Jingyun's tongue were entangled together. Then Pan Jingyun felt a huge spiritual power transmitted from Hong Yao's tongue to his body. Then, with a "peng" sound, the clothes on Pan Jingyun's body turned into It became pieces of cloth and fell to the ground.

"Peng!"

Another sound, Hong Yao's body was already snow-white. Pan Jingyun's heart was blank. Does Hongyao really want to relive her old dream with her?

Pan Jingyun was wondering. Hongyao's tender and slippery little hand actually grabbed Pan Jingyun's hand and pulled it to Hongyao's chest. The plump softness suddenly made the flame in Pan Jingyun's heart rise. Pan Jingyun thought that he had just been almost killed by this woman, and his movements suddenly became rough. Pan Jingyun His hand slid across Hongyao's slender waist, gently lifted Hongyao, and then rushed in directly.

There was a painful and comfortable expression on Hongyao's face. She hugged Pan Jingyun's head and pressed it to her chest and took the initiative to move. Pan Jingyun opened his mouth rudely and gently bit it...

In the early morning, in a bedroom in the small building, Pan Jingyun and Hong Yao hugged each other and slept. After a night of madness, Hong Yao was paralyzed by Pan Jingyun.

Pan Jingyun opened his eyes and looked at Hongyao like a little woman in his arms. Pan Jingyun felt a little strange. He couldn't believe that this was the peak strength of the dragon soul star that people could not see through and made people extremely afraid. Only at this time did Pan Jingyun feel that he was powerful in front of Hongyao, and he felt that he had dignity in front of Hongyao.

At this time, Hong Yao also opened her eyes, and her eyes looking at Pan Jingyun were very gentle.