Heavenly Star

"Ka Xiaoluo, you should be thankful that you are Cher and half the mother of your eyes, and the divine emperor of God's continent, or your life will end today! Whatever the reason, whatever your position is right or wrong, it is not enough to kill Cher and those who dare to hurt their eyes a thousand times! ”

As he spoke, Ye Wuchen's hands swung empty-handed, and the golden mask on the face of the emperor suddenly split in half, falling to the ground, making a slight landing sound. Ye's eyes suddenly lit up at this time. He grinned and touched the Emperor's face. The greasy feeling suddenly spread from his fingers to his heart.

This is the face of the people in what evil country... If you must find a word to describe this face, there is only the word "perfect”. Even looking at this face so close, whoever it is, will subconsciously fail to believe that there really is such a beautiful face in the world. Blonde hair, beautiful eyes, moon eyebrows, cherry lips… Whatever tiny area you focus your eyes on, what you still feel is an incredible ultimate aesthetic. Combined, feminine, elegant, noble, delicate, touching... all the temperaments that could not have appeared on the same face could have found traces on her.

Ye Wuchen's smile grew brighter and he was now suddenly glad that she would be half the mother of snow and eyes, otherwise he would hesitate for a long time to really kill her.

“You!! ”

So desecrated by Ye Wuchen, the god emperor finally couldn't stand it, the opposite hand hit Ye Wuchen's wrist with divine force, but her hand just lifted, a strange airflow came from the hand that Ye Wuchen grabbed her. All her divine power was suddenly blocked by an irresistible force, and the blow she hit Ye Wuchen's arm was as weak as a slight stroke, while Ye Wuchen's face changed slightly, and he reached out and grabbed her collar, pulling down hard.

“Wow!” The sound of the rupture of the golden sacred clothes.

The golden robe of the Divine Emperor was torn apart and pulled beneath the delicate shoulders. Snow and white delicate skin and half of the holy jade's crisp breasts were exposed to the eyes of Ye Wuchen. Again, tearing off all the remaining gold robes on her upper body, the exposed ice skin was soft and greasy, as if a little bit of water would seep out. In the shameful scream of the emperor, Ye Wuchen reached out his hand and wandered unnecessarily on her soft and delicate body.

The god emperor would never have expected Ye Wuchen to do such blasphemy to her. After a brief void appeared in the great panic, she tried her best to struggle, but at this time she had no strength to struggle in front of Ye Wuchen at all. Ye Wuchen's one hand controlled her to death. She could only watch that hand explore the mood on her own milk peak.

“You... let go of me...” She had a slight plea in her strong soothing voice. The pride of the Emperor kept her teeth free from panic and even abandoned her futile struggle, hoping that his punishment for her would end. How could she have thought that one day she would be so desecrated by a man?

But the voice of the god emperor had just exited, and the feeling of her anger and death shocked her all over her body. Ye Wuchen's hands suddenly forcefully left a clear red mark on her snow peak. Subsequently, her body of blockade power was thrown off, and she was powerless to paralyze the ground.

Watching the emperor lay in front of himself half naked, Ye Wuchen's heart ignited a strong sense of conquest and vengeance. His hands grabbed the perfect snow peak that could not exist in the mortal world, and he rubbed and squeezed desperately and slowly felt the soft and soft touch there.

Even though dignity has been completely trampled upon and strength cannot be resisted, the ever higher god emperor has not revealed her weakness in front of Ye Tianlong. But her heart lake was no longer calm, something called "shame” encroached on her heart, but had never been touched by Holy Snow Peak, so pitilessly grasped, that unusual tingling and feeling still made her unable to hold a silk uncontrollable groan from the john.

“There's no need to rush, it's just the beginning. ”

Pulled hard to lift the belet on the snow peak, Ye Wuchen let go and looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction. Clean, white and flawless circles show red fingerprints, and the tip of cherry red rises to the top of the snowball peaks like ruby. He laughed and grabbed her clothes with one hand, directly using his strength to turn to ashes. Suddenly, the moon-white blasphemy appeared in front of him, wrapped tightly in the last holy place of the god emperor, and down, were two milky long * * and thin crystalline ankles, allowing Ye to stare for a moment.

“Don't! Let go of me… I am the mother of Black and White! ”

Seeing Ye Wuchen's hand reach out to her blasphemous clothes, the Divine Emperor finally completely panicked and struggled to twist her delicate body, but she had no alternative but to twist her slender willow waist with minimal amplitude. Watching the perfect body of the god emperor twist in front of his own eyes, driving a pair of * * in his chest slowly tumbled and fluctuated, jumping uncertainly, Ye Wuchen's heart lust soared. Ignoring the emperor's cry and struggle, he pulled with his hand, tearing apart her final cover and tearing apart her final dignity.

The slight coolness that came from her crotch made the emperor's consciousness instantly blank. She was almost desperate and tight with her legs, shaking slightly all over her body and down. Ye Wuchen laughed even more shady: “Do you remember being their mother? And the one who almost destroyed them was your mother. ”

Thinking of the separation and despair of the pale world, a violent surge from his heart and his death pressed him down again, he was short body lifted up the divine emperor and hidden again, pressing her against the armrest of the armrest on the gold chair where she had previously been, letting her face face down and back up. The bare powder backs are white as jade, sparkling with crystalline soft light. Although her face was pressed against the chair and she could not see herself, the Emperor could imagine how embarrassed she was today.

As the slim waist was held against the armrest of the chair, the snow and white round powdered femur protruded high and high, all still exposed unreservedly to the eyes of the man behind her, thanks to her efforts to keep her legs tight.

“What a god emperor, even an ass is born so perfect.” Ye Wuchen touched the smooth, delicate and curvy pink buttocks in front of him, perfect lines, rounded fullness, like the most magnificent jade in the world.

“What do you want?! ”

The voice of the Divine Emperor had trembled visibly, and such a disgraceful gesture had caused her to die of shame. Her sad discovery that today she had no chance of escaping this sudden demon clap, tacit, she even guessed what she was going to do to herself.

“Ah"

Suddenly, the clap fell heavily on her snowy buttocks, blocking her power, and she felt the pain of silk, but the pain was hundreds of times heavier, and could not reach the humiliation that almost collapsed in her heart. She was actually pressed against the chair by a person...

“Ka Xiaoluo, I'm sure you'll never forget today. ”

Ye Wuchen scattered and his palms kept falling. Each time, there was a crisp and loud clapping sound.

“This is a simple punishment for you, you better remember it forever! ”

“pā pā pā pā pā...”

Snow white pink buttocks quickly stained a layer of pink red. The god emperor held his voice in humiliation, but as Ye Wuchen's beating intensified, her body swayed unrestrained, and a pair of arrogant snowballs in front of her souffle breasts swayed back and forth, especially as the sensitive belt at the top continued to grind on the armrest of the golden chair, that needle-like feeling came, making her unable to hold out the intermittent groans from her nose. This comes from the whispering of the Divine Emperor, listened to in Ye Wuchen's ears, and furthered his long-lasting desire.

“It is time for you to accept the punishment of the next step! ”

The Shivering Body of the Divine Emperor was raised again and then thrown into bed not far away, colliding with the sleeping blood night. The Emperor's heart was just a little relieved, suddenly her snow buttocks were grabbed by one hand, the left and right points of the force, followed by a long pause, the master of those hands greedily admired the beautiful scenery in front of him. The god emperor was just about to scream, a sudden pain came from her crotch, making her look like an arrow swan, raising a beautiful shout of woeful cry.

Lifting his head heavily and falling, his hands could not help gripping forward. Until she grabbed something and squeezed it to death with her last strength... that was Bloody Night's Hand. She knew what that tearing pain meant, and that was something that was thousands of times more precious to her than her life, something she couldn't lose until she died.

The Emperor's eyes lost focus. Overnight, her world was subverted, her cognitions were subverted, her dignity, her convictions were shattered... Feeling that increasingly violent clash behind her, she had no struggle to bear, resistance was no use. When God completely renounced defense, the mind shifted tactile, and even a comfort she was reluctant to admit had spread throughout her body that she had never experienced, and her uncontroversial body could not help but accommodate the strong conquest of men in a small amount.

The divine emperor could not feel the loss of his soul in the trance of consciousness without sending out his own array of groans. She mechanically moaned, and the conditions reflexed.

At this moment, deep in her consciousness, everything is gone, leaving behind only the shadow of the man behind. For the rest of her life, it will never be possible to erase this shadow unless she dies.

In the increasingly fierce rhythm, the touch in her hand made the moaning emperor's subconscious look forward, just against the eyes just opened on the bloody night. In that moment, she woke up suddenly, waking up with a bowl of cold water poured in her head, whimpering with groans in her mouth, her body tortuously struggling to get rid of him. But right away, her body was pressed, and the rate of collision accelerated by a factor of two, and the voice that started to scare her softly sounded in her ear: “It doesn't matter if you find out, if you don't want the rest of God's continent to know about your God's name, I'll teach you two ways, one to kill her, one to make her an accomplice... If you choose the first one, I'll stop you, because a thousand weights, I'll protect her. If you choose the second one... then help me undress her, wash her body before washing her mind, at least make her an obedient child. ”

The consciousness of the blood night had not yet fully recovered, her ears sounded blurry and familiar. In a blurred gaze, she saw a pair of crystalline hands untie her clothes in a light tremor. When the trouble struck, she slept again, the last clothes on her body had been stripped.

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