Chapter 1095 Xianxia Is a Bit Salty (9)

The man's firm waist and firm buttocks, as well as those long legs submerged in the liquid medicine, are solid and powerful, like a vigorous tiger or leopard.

Xia Ling tsk-tsk looked, seeing that Xuan Lin's body color also became fair.

She still likes the little boy more than the beast.

This kind of sturdy little boy must taste good on the bed.

Xuanlin quickly summoned the magic robe from the Qiankun bag. The magic robe was recognized by the owner, and its rank was extraordinary. He dripped blood on it, and the magic robe automatically fit on him according to his will.

Click, Xuanlin suddenly heard a slight sound, and on his wrist and ankle, a small chain seemed to be recognized by him as well.

The cold chains adhered to his firm skin, just like the jade pendant he recognized as the owner. Under the skin, there was a pattern of restraints. The black shackles were like natural tattoos, from wrists to ankles, dense and Winding to form four.

It was clear that he recognized the master, but Xuanlin felt that when the four patterns wrapped around his body, his limbs seemed to be bound by an invisible force.

Shackles... He really underestimates the enemy, a woman wants to sleep with him, how could she be so kind to prepare clothes for him?

These shackles are probably just for the convenience of women, right?

His hateful eyes stared at Xia Ling suddenly, those eyes with bared teeth were like a mad beast, and when he found a bloody beast, he wanted to pounce on her and tear her apart as soon as possible.

However, the hatred in his eyes flashed by, and the current Xuanlin is no longer the original Xuanlin.

He endured humiliation in the palace for ten years, and fought fierce beasts for a hundred years in the ignorant Yunshan faction, without any help from the female nun.

Forbearance and hatred are what Xuanlin learned first, except for Xia Xia who can change him, Yunshan sent this female cultivator, sooner or later he will surpass her and take revenge on her!

Xuan Lin lowered his head, his handsome face showed silence.

"Is that right? Be good, I'm good to you and me." Xia Ling smiled and reached out to pat Xuan Lin's face.

It would be a pity not to enjoy such a delicious flesh!

If Zhenjun Erlang, after becoming a fairy, remembered that he had been forced to sleep by the Roaring Dog when he was cultivating immortals, then what a beautiful picture would his black face look like?

The enchantment completely enveloped the room with the flick of a finger.

Xia Ling didn't have this kind of thought for Xuan Lin at first, but this Xuan Lin looked like he would rather die than surrender, looking at it... makes people want to love him well.

He thought so, if she didn't follow him, wouldn't she be living up to the reputation of the old witch?

Xia Ling approached Xuanlin.

Xuan Lin took a step back.

In this room, there are restrictions arranged by Xia Ling everywhere.

Xuanlin had accumulated so far, the aura in his dantian was condensed in his fist, and the fist carried the power of heaven and earth to attack Xia Ling.

However, under Nascent Soul, can the gap between ranks be bridged by aura? Xuan Lin has no treasures, no weapons, and no bargaining chips to leapfrog the ranks. He wants to escape from Yuanying Daoist's hands, which is like a fool's dream.

When the huge fist power touched Xia Ling's body, a transparent enchantment rippled, instantly counteracting Xuan Lin's fist power.

"Master, why do you treat me like this?" Xuan Lin's eyes turned red.

The shackles on the wrists and ankles were already like moving spirit snakes, they wrapped around his limbs and climbed up, fixing him to the four corners of the room.

The magic robe on his body turned into a transparent color at this time, it is better not to wear it, and his body looks full of temptation.