Chinese comics: meticulously crafted from the goddess of Zhu Xian

"You almost broke my bamboo shoots."

"Hiss~Uncle Master, the contraction and compression of this place feels so great."

Ling Yi suppressed his voice and praised, while Xiao Ma kept crashing into other cars while driving.

Wow~~

While talking to Shuiyue, the water in the bathtub was impacted and attacked, creating waves that echoed in the water.

"Hmm... Shuiyue felt as if her spirit was shaken and scattered. She couldn't even reply to the little scoundrel Ling Yi.

She just hugged the neck of the little rascal Ling Yi tightly and let his "bamboo shoot" continue to crash into the Taoyuan Cave.

Doorway.

Lu Xueqi, who was protecting her master, heard some strange clapping sounds and her master's strange "hmm" sounds.

"What kind of skills is the master practicing that makes such a big noise? And it also makes such an uncomfortable sound, how strange?"

Lu Xueqi turned her head and glanced at the bathroom door. When she thought of her master being in so much pain, she wanted to go in immediately to help her master share her pressure.

However, Lu Xueqi knew that the cultivation process should not be disturbed. She thought about it for a moment and had no intention of speaking. She then turned around and concentrated on protecting her master.

In the bathroom.

After a fierce battle in the bathtub, Ling Yi was unable to display his special skills, so he planned to carry his uncle Shuiyue out.

There was a big fight outside the bathtub.

Although Ling Yi's body is small now, he has already reached the fifth level of Yuqing and his strength is surprisingly great.

It was easy for him to pick up Uncle Shuiyue's body which weighed about 100 pounds.

When Shuiyue saw that Ling Yi was going to carry her out of the bathtub to continue the "battle", she thought that even the bathtub, the last piece of fig leaf in her heart, would be stripped away by this little scoundrel Ling Yi.

At that time, her pregnant forest would be exposed without any cover, and under Ling Yuan's gaze, he would take possession of and attack her "bamboo shoots"...

She suddenly felt even more embarrassed.

Her numb body struggled restlessly on Ling Yi's body, as if trying to stop him from carrying her out of the bathtub.

"You little rascal... stop now, don't go out... you can't go out."

Ling Yi ignored Shuiyue's struggles and pleas, and with his small body, carried her beautiful body out of the bathtub. From time to time, he drove the "bamboo shoots" to hit the beautiful jade inside Master Shuiyue's "Taoyuan Cave Heaven".

He just swallowed back all the words that Master Shuiyue said.

After getting out of the water.

The sound of "puff puff" from the "collision" was endless.

"You...you..." Shuiyue was speechless due to the shock. She was afraid that if she opened her mouth, Lu Xueqi, a disciple outside, would hear her, so she could only cover her mouth.

Ling Yi was full of fighting power, and he began to walk around in the "bathroom" with his uncle Shuiyue in his arms.

There was a 'favored' beauty hanging in front of him, and Shuiyue, who had just woken up, fell into boundless pleasure again.

It made her beautiful face blush, her cheeks flushed, her eyes drunken, and she was panting.

"Happy Nights" are constantly born in the depths of "Taoyuan Cave Heaven", nourishing the place where the two people fight.

The 'puffing' sounds of Ling Yi's breathing, Shuiyue's panting, her soul-stirring singing and Ling Yi's "bamboo shoots" colliding in the "Taoyuan Cave Heaven" intertwined together to play a heart-stirring piece of music.

"Relax, Master, and enjoy the happiness of our dual cultivation." Ling Yi's magnetic and charming voice was gentle and warm.

Shuiyue didn't answer Ling Yi.

But the fiery body slowly softened, and Ling Yi drove the "bamboo shoot" to hit Master Shuiyue.

Shuiyue's delicate body trembled continuously. As Ling Yi thrust into her, she sang passionately: "Ah...ah...oh..."

She lost her modesty and dignity.

The delicate singing is extremely erotic.

The intense joy burned her heart like a fire.

The charming and peerless face is bright red and beautiful, and the enchanting eyes are like flowing fire, emitting flames of "happiness".

She hugged Ling Yi's head with both hands and pressed hard on her bear which was "jumping around" with Ling Yi's impact.

She moved her body uneasily.

Ling Yi tried his best to "ram" Master Shuiyue, and his hands and "bamboo shoots" occasionally came out together to attack into her "Peach Blossom Cave".

The movements are sometimes rough, sometimes gentle, sometimes fast, and sometimes slow.

Shuiyue's delicate singing turned into a loud song, "The attack is so deep... Don't stop... The attack is killing me..."

Shuiyue raised herself up in a passionate manner and then sat down, Fen Kua responding to her, her initiative was like a madman seeking a mad battle.

When Ling Yi saw that Master Shuiyue took the initiative, he became lazy instead and finally just stopped.

Shuiyue worked hard to move and lift and press Meituan, causing herself to be constantly hit hard by Ling Yi's "bamboo shoot".

But this was like a drop in the bucket compared to the burning fighting spirit in her body, and her actions were far from enough.

The Peach Blossom Cave was extremely uncomfortable and empty.

That feeling of being neither up nor down almost drove Shuiyue crazy.

Shuiyue urged anxiously, "Hurry up and charge, you little rascal..."

Ling Yi held Shuiyue Meituan up and asked her to sit down, and asked in a somewhat evil tone, "My dear uncle, do you really want your nephew, this bamboo shoot, to bump into you?"

"..."

Shuiyue became a little more sober, but couldn't help but feel her face burning.

But at this point she was unable to help herself and continued to fight.

She threw away her shame and dignity and begged, "Give it to me quickly..."

"Uncle-master, what should I give you?" Ling Yi pretended to be dumb.

"You, you little rascal, I want you to attack like a bamboo shoot! Charge in."

Shuiyue twisted her body in embarrassment and uneasiness.

Grinding Ling Yi's "bamboo shoots" as much as possible, the white bear swept across Ling Yi's face, with a rich and fragrant aroma.

Although Ling Yi wanted to continuously crash into Shuiyue's paradise.

But in order to completely destroy her sense of shame, she held it back.

"Master's Wife, I don't know where to attack!"

“Use your bamboo shoots to hit this part of mine. Come on, attack me quickly. Wuuwuwu… It hurts so much…”

Shuiyue grabbed one of her white bears and put it into Ling Yi's mouth, asking him to help her relieve the discomfort coming from "Taoyuan Cave Heaven", and she sang a song.

The eager Meituan pressed towards Ling Yi, and the warm "happiness" kept coming out and flowing down.

Outside the door, Lu Xueqi, who was protecting her master, would never have thought that her always dignified master would be like this...

She would also be so desperate in the ocean of joy of "cultivation".

That unsatisfied look was like two different people from his usual dignified and aloof self.

"You, you little rascal, wuwuwu... You won't be satisfied until I lose all my face... I just like to attack like a bamboo shoot, okay, little rascal!"

Shuiyue's voice is soft and mournful.

"Will you charge in again in the future, Uncle Master?"

"I……"

"Give it or not!"

"Here, you little bad guy, attack me, woooo, rush in quickly--"

The 'hole' in Shuiyue became more and more empty, and the gurgling "happiness" kept flowing out.

This is exactly what Ling Yi wanted, to completely break down the defense in Master Bofang's heart, so that he could do some ideological work before he could attack the "bamboo shoots" into her "Peach Blossom Land" next time.

Shuiyue Shuangyue, who was very eager for a 'collision', clamped Ling Yi's body tightly with her legs, and then used the force to 'sit' her Meituan down.

Ling Yi's hands that were supporting her breasts suddenly changed from lifting to pressing down, and the "bamboo shoots" rushed up to reach the deepest part.

The unexpected coordination and overlapping of strength made Ling Yi's "bamboo shoot" attack so fast and fierce.

Shuiyue let out a scream of satisfaction and pain: "Aiya——"

It took her a while to come back to her senses, and she panted and said, "You want to...attack Master to death, right?"

"If Master wants it, of course I will do my best to bump into him!"

Ling Yi said as he began to pull his body, starting to thrust gently yet forcefully.

"Hmm~Mmm~So beautiful..."

Shuiyue sang heartily and joyfully, her sweet voice sounded like the sound of nature, intoxicating people's minds and making their blood boil.

Ling Yi pressed Shuiyue and rammed her against the wall continuously. Not long after, Master Shuiyue started singing again.

Ling Yi took advantage of her fragile will at this moment and hugged her and let her hold the edge of the bathtub with both hands.

She slightly spread her straight and white legs, then raised her plump breasts. In the misty space, a rear attack position suddenly appeared in front of him.

Looking from behind, I saw that Master Shuiyue had a graceful body and her long hair was hanging around the edge of the bucket, hiding most of her cheerful yet shy and sad expression. There were some wet hair stuck to her long white neck and round shoulders, and her messy beauty was charming and alluring.

Through the armpit, one could see the side profile of Master Shuiyue's beautiful white bear, hanging heavily in the air, swaying, very soft, and the small blue veins looked very pretty.

The white bear's pink back was soft and shiny, and its waist, which narrowed in a very graceful curve, was both flexible and plump. The slightly curved waist made the raised breasts look even more plump, tender and big, and full of flesh, and they were red because they had been impacted so many times.

The tempting sight made Ling Yi want to bite it off and savor it carefully.

Chapter 32: Lu Xueqi: "Master, is this stalactite?"

"What kind of skills is Master practicing that makes him so miserable? For Xiaozhu Peak, Master is really working too hard."

Outside the door, Lu Xueqi, who was protecting her master, heard her master making some "painful" cries from time to time.

Then there was “Mmm ah ah” as if he was singing.

When I think of my master as the head monk of Xiaozhu Peak, I feel that he has to protect his disciples for the development of Xiaozhu Peak.

Now he is practicing so hard, and he never stops even when the pain is deep. He feels that being a master is not having a easy life.

"I will also work hard to become stronger, so that I can share the worries of my master in the future."

Lu Xueqi looked at the Tianya Sword given to her by her master, her heart filled with fighting spirit.

However, didn’t Master just take Junior Brother Ling away as well?

Why don’t I see my fellow apprentice brothers and sisters?

Could it be that Junior Brother Ling has already returned to Dazhu Peak?

Lu Xueqi guessed that this was the case, and she was looking forward to continuing to communicate and learn from geniuses like Junior Brother Ling Yi in the future, and practicing together to become stronger.

........

In the bathroom.

The battle remains fierce.

Ling Yi looked at Master Shuiyue from behind, and the more he looked, the greedier he became.

Especially the beautiful group of Master Shuiyue, they are so beautiful.

His hands couldn't help but slap Master Shuiyue's plump and tender breasts twice, and two crisp and pleasant sounds were heard.

Shuiyue, feeling the pain, couldn't help but groan twice, "Hmm!" "Hmm!"

Her pair of plump and tender breasts suddenly retracted, and the passage inside the Peach Blossom Cave also tightened.

Ling Yi's 'bamboo shoots' were attacking inside, and he felt very comfortable being oppressed by his uncle Shuiyue, and couldn't help but take a breath.

Smirking:

"Uncle Master, why is your "Peach Blossom Cave Heaven" becoming more and more "tense"? It keeps pressing me, a "bamboo shoot", and it feels great!"

Ling Yi took a deep breath, then couldn't help but slap Shuiyue again on the Meituan that he was craving for.

Bang~ Meituan is shaking and sparkling.