Devouring The Heavens

Yin Qianxun purposely sat next to Xuanyuan, and he laughed hey: "Brother Xuanyuan, I haven't seen you for a long time..."

At this moment, a portal opened, and the Emperor Zhutou also brought Mo Chouzhi to the'Qinglong Palace'.

"Brother Xuanyuan..." Mo Chou sat happily next to Xuanyuan, holding Xuanyuan's arm. These days, she may be worried about it.

With a white veil, Zhilian was still as serene as before, dignified, and sat down with a smile.

"Okay, it's finally here. Don't say anything. Everyone drinks a big bowl and fills it up!" Xuanyuan was relieved to see Yin Zhenluo coming, and he grabbed a urn. Three thousand years of'Drunk Fairy', opened the mud seal, the fragrance is overflowing, refreshing, full of blood.

Xuanyuan didn't know that at this moment, on one of the peaks of'Qinglong Holy Land', there was a terrible howling, which shocked the many powerful people of'Qinglong Holy Land'.

"These unconscionable cubs, unfamiliar white-eyed wolves, have stolen my eight-thousand-year'Wanhua Xianjiu', and now remember my three-thousand-year'Drunken Xianzhuang', a drop from the 36th altar I didn’t even leave it to me. I’m not alive..."

Chapter 1202

The banquet went well.

Yin Zhenluo, who was most worried about Xuanyuan's heart, did not have much emotion, but just quietly drank and drank, and the last group of people were all drunk.

Du Zi'e lay down straight, his mouth full of oil, and his hands kept rubbing the clothes on Hua Xia Liu's body. Hua Xia Liu's face was lascivious, and she was dreaming and drooling: "Baby, come, grandpa Love you... I feel it, so soft, so wet."

As he said, his waist was straight, and his lower body was set up in a tent. He didn't know what he was dreaming about. He pressed hard on Du Zi'e's thigh, and he gasped in pain, grinning straightly: "Beauty, lightly, Don't bite..."

The eight demon kings of different ages, all over the place, holding the wine jar, sleeping, Peng Fei was trembling with flesh and water, and from time to time, there was a puffy sound in his mouth. From time to time digging booger, buckle ear piercings, there is no style of peerless beauty.

Yin Zhenluo, Yin Qianxun, and Yin Tuxian came from the military family, and wine is a taboo. Although it is a family feast today, it is restrained in drinking. It is still sober at the moment. This is their literacy.

Xuanyuan was also lacking, and fell asleep as soon as he lay down. These days he went on battles outside. He didn’t seem to allow himself to rest. Returning to the "Qinglong Holy Land", it was like returning home, giving his body and mind an unspeakable ease and warmth. , You can sleep without any worries, because it is safe here and you don't need to guard against danger at all times.

Mo Chou died holding Xuanyuan, a pretty blush, and muttered in his mouth: "Brother Xuanyuan..."

On the side, Fang Yulu, Bai Youniang, a lot of money, Huang Yuechan looked straight and wrinkled his nose. This little girl, like Xuanyuan’s follower, was offended and could not afford it. The young ancestor was destined to be dominated by Xuanyuan tonight. .