2093043000 Crows Kill Chapter 46

209304 3000 Crows Kill Chapter 46 3000 Crows Kill Chapter 46

There was nowhere to put her hands, only to fight each other with, held high by his wrist, she fell down and shivered tightly against his body.

Fu Jiuyun bowed her head kindly and asked her, “Does it still hurt?”

Qin Chuan took a bite on his chest as a revenge, but he held her waist, adjusted the position slightly, and used his body instead of fingers to penetrate into her body.

It seemed that the entire life was filled again, she groaned like a sigh, pinched his arm, and scratched him loosely as the movement tightened. She was really going crazy, being thrown and climbed to a high place anytime, but he did not allow her to stay more, and pulled it down again, the wave of love and desire can be so turbulent, hoarding in his head, ramming, rushing down All reserved and sensible.

She seemed to be whispering something, perhaps begging him to let him go a little, or maybe he wanted him to continue without reservation, rushing her to pieces apart, as the tide dispersed and floated up and down, to appreciate the first time in life Secret and intense pleasure. Her voice, her breath, her entire body and feelings are no longer her own. He asked her to cry and then groaned.

Seems to have a string pulled back suddenly, Qin Chuan lifted his body violently, and his hair drew a trace of ink in the dark. Fu Jiuyun sat up holding her waist, inserted her fingers into her thick hair, pressed her undulating body against her chest, her voice hoarse: “… I want to look at you.”

The huge clam shell suddenly opened, the blue and transparent luster of the sea water fell down, her skin glowed like a begonia, the surging sweat was washed away by the sea water, and the violently crushed fine foam from the middle of their bodies It comes out in a translucent, string after string, like crystal beads.

She is here now, in his arms, they are in love.

This sweet and intertwined love can reach the heavens and the old, the sea is dry. She was so beautiful that she couldn’t love enough, he didn’t even know how to love again to be truly satisfied.

The first time I saw her in the men’s clothing by the ring belt, I looked anxiously at the gurgling river. I just wanted to see him alone, like a little yellowbird that just flew, innocent and cute- Since that time, he has often consciously or unconsciously dreamed of gazing at those beautiful eyes.

You have to look at me, only me, because I have looked at you like this when you didn’t know it.


The light gradually dimmed, but Qin Chuan woke up from a lethargy.

Flocks of small fishes that emit beautiful light in the dark swim in the house, arranged into many irregular patterns of light.

They occasionally swim to Qin Chuan. She was afraid that Fu Jiuyun, who was asleep next to her, would gently touch them with her fingertips. Instead, she attracted more fish to swim here, fighting to kiss her fingers. As if there is something delicious on it.

The dim light reflected on Fu Jiuyun’s sleeping surface through the sea water, as if it was about to flow down from his trembling eyelashes.

Qin Chuan looked at his sleeping face with his chin, and whispered with a smile: “Jiuyun? Are you awake?”

He sang, buried his head in the quilt and continued to pretend to be asleep. His eyes suddenly became hot, afraid that he was dreaming, and he dared not raise his head.

Qin Chuan couldn’t help but laugh, I couldn’t believe that such a man would actually have a shy mind. After waking up, he didn’t know how to face it, and he simply hid his face and hid for the next day. Only the girl’s family would do this.

She leaned over his shoulder, opened the quilt, and said softly: “Jiuyun, don’t be afraid, I will be responsible for you.”

He turned suddenly, and the hungry tiger threw her on the giant clam bed. Qin Chuan smiled and tried to hide, but he covered her eyes with his hands, and there was a trace of hoarse in his voice: “Dead girl, do n’t watch, do n’t speak.”

Sure enough, she no longer spoke, but just held his shoulders with her hands to smooth out his messy long hair. Fu Jiuyun’s hand slowly moved down from her face, pinched her chin to make her turn to herself, and her eyes met. Those long and tedious but beautiful Shanmeng sworn that no one of them needed it, their eyes could already say everything.

“Fu Jiuyun, son Qi … Why should I choose two names?”

She didn’t know much about him.

Fu Jiuyun thought about it: “This is a secret.”

He was punched lightly, but a nostalgic smile appeared on the face. Grab her wrist and let her lie quietly in her arms, his voice with emotion: “For a long time … you asked me this question again.”

Qin Chuan asked with puzzled eyes, but he just shook his head and smiled, and said at the end: “You see the ancient painting is called Ping Jiazi, but why does he still have a name called Jiang Hui?”

Unexpected explanation, but very reasonable. Qin Chuan froze for a moment: “It’s the truth, why didn’t I figure it out?”

“You are always so stupid.”

Was punched again.

He turned up and bullied him back. The giant clam bed was so messed up that it couldn’t be seen anymore. The pillows were all dropped on the bottom of the sea, and most of them were buried by the sea sand.

The sky was getting brighter, and the light was refracted into the sea water, showing a layer of pearl-like soft luster.

Qin Chuan’s fingers were inserted into his thick long hair, and suddenly he was a little scared in his heart, and quickly closed his eyes.

“It’s almost dawn.” She said softly, “It’s better to light up later, I don’t want to get up.”

Is a little unwilling. She hasn’t dreamed yet. In her dream, she still has the chance to share with him in life and death.

He hugged her tightly in his arms, and the giant clam closed slowly, preventing the dawn from attempting to break in.

“The sky won’t shine.”

He said, put her chin on her shoulders, with her cheeks pressed tightly.


No matter how endless nights there is in the past, Qin Chuan’s eyes have been able to adapt to the bright light on the sea for several days.

On the day when I landed, the weather was clear and the wind was not strong. It was very suitable for doing some dangerous and exciting things.

Meishan Jun rode a spirit bird crane and waited on the shore. His appearance was not very good. It must have been tortured by his rival rival and ghost recently. After accepting Qin Chuan ’s white hair handed to his master, he touched it lightly with his fingertips a few times. He said lightly, “Di Ji, I did n’t help you for the dispute between countries. You need to understand this. It ’s up to you to handle what ’s behind you, and I ’m paying you back. ”

Qin Chuan nodded and smiled slightly: “For whatever reason, I am grateful to Uncle Shi for his willingness to shoot.”

Looking at Fu Jiuyun who was standing behind, Meishan Jun hesitated and said, “The dispute between nations will never stop, but human life is limited, so hatred is also limited. What you do for future generations, Maybe there is no point at all, or is it determined to do it? “

She lifted her feet and walked forward. After a while, she replied: “I am not for hatred.”

Tens of millions of big swallows suffer day and night and become the rations of demons. There is something far more important than hatred in this world, and the immortals who are beyond the world may never understand.

Meishan Jun fell beside Fu Jiuyun and smiled bitterly: “I can’t help you, let me tell her? Or will I steal the soul lamp after the soul is put together …”

“No.” Fu Jiuyun smiled contentedly, “Now I don’t want anything.”

Meishan Jun looked at him swiftly and stepped forward, holding Qin Chuan’s long hair blown by the sea breeze. The foreheads of the two men touched each other. I didn’t know what to say. She suddenly laughed and kicked the sand. On him, the two of them ran lightly on the beach where they could not see the edge.

——This scene deeply stimulated the fragile little heart of Meishan Jun who was recently devastated by his rivals. He couldn’t help running away with tears.


On the fourth day of September, it rained for a few days in a row, and it was rarely cleared. I did n’t know when the letter was placed in front of the Guoshi Mansion. There was no signature, but a seal of Ruiyan Qilin on the paper was enough to indicate the identity of the person who came. There was only one line in the letter: It was just right tonight, at the foot of Fengmian Mountain.

The doctor who was sick and stayed at home squeezed the letter, feeling very complicated. The entire state division was laid with heavy enchantments and magic circles. He could call a little mouse to go in and out, but Emperor Ji was not a mouse, she did n’t come, she just lost a letter at the door, and he was sure to be sure Will go to the appointment.

Has the information of the Emperor Ji secretly investigated by his subordinates. It clearly says: Dayan Emperor Ji, who is delicate and frail, innocent and pure, elegant and good at singing and dancing, and mastery of white paper.

The national teacher tore these pieces of information into pieces, she was innocent and pure, she was delicate and weak? This is the first time he has seen such a sly and fierce “naive” girl. In his arms is a heavy jade box with Emperor Ji’s fresh heart, densely covered with silver needles, like a blood-red hedgehog.

Carefully withdrew each silver needle. The blood immediately dipped in half of the jade box, flicking it for him, and the scar size of the needle eye disappeared instantly, and everything returned to its original state.

Even if he got the soul of the crown prince, he could not let her live a happy life. He wanted her to suffer as much as he could but not live for five years.

It was just the middle of the night, and somehow it started to rain again. Qin Chuan held an oil paper umbrella split from green bamboo, and waited outside the bamboo forest with a lantern. He saw the state master riding a monster and fell outside ten feet, and behind him was the headless prince. A woman seems to be sleeping.

She walked up slowly and smiled lightly: “Guo Shi really is a punctual person.”

The country teacher looked around, the bamboo forest was empty, and it was obvious that she was the only one, and she could not help asking Shen: “How about the sons together? Could it be hiding in the dark again?”

Qin Chuan smiled and said, “This is my own business and has nothing to do with others. Of course, I am the only one who came to see the National Teacher.”

 

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