Fantasy: Escape from the yandere heroines

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The Son of God with such power would actually come in person.

What did Bai Xiaojing do?

Just to rescue him from Lan Ningbing?

"No, let him go."

At this moment, Bai Xiaojing was still thinking about how to please Lin Tianyu.

I don't have time to meet this and that.

Outside the flying boat.

Hundreds of white tiger figures with blood and energy like rainbows blocked the flying boat.

And on the opposite side.

Dozens of figures stood quietly, all wearing the costumes of the Holy Land of Gala.

The dark gold, gray and red robe, the light is reversed.

A girl's voice was heard coming from the flying boat.

The soul of the leading Saint Galao began to tremble uncontrollably.

There is also an extremely crazy and irrepressible desire growing.

Longing to meet the owner of the voice.

What kind of girl is she?

It can actually produce such an ethereal and pure sound.

"The White Tiger Saint Clan invaded the affiliated sect of my Jialuo Holy Land. Why didn't they give an explanation? Don't they take my Jialuo Holy Land too seriously?"

Holy Son Garo said lightly.

Although he was putting pressure on the White Tiger Holy Clan.

But in fact, he just couldn't wait to meet the owner of the voice.

"It's better to meet him. After all, he is the Holy Son of the Jialuo Holy Land."

Lin Tianyu was a little uneasy.

I’m afraid it wasn’t Bai Xiaojing who did it to save her.

What earth-shattering commotion was caused? It scared others.

Bai Xiaojing couldn't refuse her master's words.

"Yes, Master."

"Let him come alone."

Bai Xiaojing said to the outside of the flying boat again.

Lin Tianyu suddenly felt.

After all, it is a conversation between the Saint Lady and the Saint Son.

As a passerby, he shouldn't stay here anymore and looked around.

There is only one bed in this room.

The bed is made entirely of white jade, and the four bedposts are inlaid with golden black jade. At the end of the posts are four bowl-sized luminous beads, which is extremely luxurious.

The sheets and quilts were pure white, with a faint jade-like luster, and were obviously made of extremely high-quality silk.

Lin Tianyu was stunned when he saw it.

Because in his two lifetimes, this was the first time he had seen such a luxurious bed.

"I'll hide under the covers for a while, you guys chat."

After Lin Tianyu finished speaking.

He walked to the bed, pulled up the quilt and hid inside.

Bai Xiaojing didn't understand why her master wanted to hide.

She gently took off the two golden shoes, revealing her snow lotus-like jade feet.

He also sat on the bed.

I thought about it.

Bai Xiaojing put her snow-white, slender, flawless legs into the quilt.

She wants to be touched by her master all the time, and the skin contact with her master can make her feel extremely warm in her heart...

After getting into the quilt.

Bai Xiaojing's jade feet were restless.

It seemed as if it was going to get under Lin Tianyu.

Lin Tianyu pinched the snowy and smooth calf in annoyance.

Vaguely.

It seemed as if I could hear Bai Xiaojing's extremely suppressed and pleasant moan.

He was clearly pinching her very hard, so why... did Bai Xiaojing's voice sound a little off?

Lin Tianyu was not only suspicious.

Could this Bai Xiaojing be an M?

After being pinched.

Bai Xiaojing became much calmer and stopped moving. She just stretched her long, beautiful legs into the quilt again.

The round thighs gently pressed against the owner's cheek.

Enjoying the warmth brought by the master.

Bai Xiaojing felt warm in her heart.

Lin Tianyu felt surrounded by warmth and beauty.

Bai Xiaojing is such a bitch, she is really pushing it further...

suddenly.

There was a knock on the door.

Lin Tianyu suddenly didn't dare to move.

"Saintess, the Holy Son of Jialuo, Murong Yunhai, has arrived."

"Enter."

The White Tiger expert in front of Murong Yunhai heard Bai Xiaojing's order.

Slowly pushed the door open.

into the eye.

Murong Yunhai saw a beautiful girl sitting on the bed.

The girl was wearing a gorgeous white silk skirt, embroidered with an ancient white tiger fighting pattern, which sparkled brightly.

Every thread and every embellishment is made of the most luxurious materials in the world.

But this gorgeous dress was dimmed against her skin that was as white as jade and as white as snow.

Subsequently.

Murong Yunhai's eyes were fixed on the girl's face, unable to move away for a long time.

Especially the girl’s smooth silver hair and white fluffy animal ears.

And a pair of beautiful sky blue eyes...

It seems as if all the clear and rippling green waves in the world are condensed in the pair of dreamy eyes before my eyes.

It turned into a poetic, dreamy and fairy-like charm.

The girl sat quietly on the bed.

Her eyelashes as thin as cicada wings fluttered, pure and without any impurities, and her eyes, like clear spring water in an empty mountain, looked at him without any emotion.

"Saint Son Jialuo, what do you want from me?"

The girl slightly raised her petal-like lips and opened them.

Face the rest.

Bai Xiaojing returned to her true nature.

Like a saint from a true holy clan.

Dignified and generous, solemn and plain.

Three years of training of the White Tiger Saint Clan.

It gave her the qualities that a saint should have.

Just a simple question.

Murong Yunhai blushed like a boy in his first love.

As the Holy Son of the Holy Land of Gala, he has no shortage of women.

But Bai Xiaojing's appearance... is pure, beautiful and lovely.