Legend of the Asura

“What's your name?” After adapting to the speed of the comeback, the wind looked at this fairy who had been holding his arm for so long that he didn't want to let go. If you look closely, it's more stunning. Putting aside the perfect fairy face, it is simply that fascinating and intoxicating fairy spirit that the extraordinary woman can possess.

Going to heaven... actually brought back a fairy, which... is not true when dreaming.

And this fairy's mind is obviously a little... unusual.

Has your charm reached the point where Tianxian has become an idiot? The wind couldn't help but touch his face, which was a little stunned to discover that Huo Luo Fan on his face had disappeared, not only Huo Luo Fan, but all the equipment on his body had disappeared, and he was wearing exactly the casual clothes he was wearing before entering the Round.

It seems that it is no longer the turn of the world.

“Name?” asked the name, the little fairy's face appeared confused, and the stars became confused, making the wind wonder if she had been asleep too long, even forgotten her name.

“My name is... Cry Moon!” She held her swollen arm and put her pillow on him, mumbling like a dream.

She forgot everything, she forgot her name, her world was a complete blank... the only man around her. He shows up, fills her whole world.

And in confusion, she unconsciously thought of the name and spoke out.

“Crying moon? ”

It's a beautiful and somewhat sad name, but under taste, it matches so much with the pitiful lightness and awesomeness in her temperament.

“That's a good name for you. But... can I still call you Fairy? ”

Fairies, fairies, I can't believe I turned a true fairy from the sky. How many men do I have to envy? How can I not call more to satisfy my sense of accomplishment and vanity?

“Fairy... I like that you call me Fairy, I will listen to anything you call me.” The weeping moon rests on him like a lazy kitten, with a delicate voice and a shaky heart.

This little fairy... is even crazier than Ice.

Thinking of Snow Ice, the wind moved and looked into her eyes and said, "Fairy, have you seen me before? ”

The crying moon blinked and shook her head.

The wind fainted... Ice Snow's obsession with him had a reason, and this little fairy had never seen him before, so there was no reason to obsess him. And neither her eyes, nor the Chuchu obsession revealed in the divine state, were too familiar with him, definitely not forcibly disguised.

She was also approached so closely on her own initiative.

“Then why do you want to follow me?” The wind finally raises the biggest doubt in his heart, and while he enjoys this extremely subtle feeling, he must not remain so unclear.

“Because… I want to follow you, always. ”

What reason is that?

“... aren't you afraid I'm the bad guy? ”

“Whether you're a good person or a bad person, I'm going to follow you all my life... do you, you don't like me, want to kick me out?” The fairy, who had always shown her euphemism, suddenly panicked at this moment, holding his hands and subconsciously squeezing his eyes, looked at him with pity, not knowing when he had been covered in moisture.

The wind shook his head in a hurry and smiled comfortingly: "How could I drive you away, you little fairy? Well, you can stay with me later. ”

Bullshit. Fairy fools who come to the door automatically think of getting rid of them.

Still didn't get the answer he wanted, then the reason can only be attributed to… The appearance of himself has actually reached the realm of surprise, crying, ghosts before the ancient man, and then no one after him, shocking, shocking, shaking, earthquake, now superior to the holy stone, breaking, shocking, making the cold fairy look instantly devoid of the upper realm of delusion.

The worries of the crying moon went away, and her face showed a beautiful and beautiful smile, showing her teeth like two lines of white and crushed balls. “As long as you can make me follow you forever, you can make me do anything. ”

Anything? The wind took a stagnant breath and he couldn't help but sweep through the incredible curves beneath her thin white veil, and the wonderful touch on her arms held tighter seemed to become more evident, even making him feel the beautiful shape of the pair of rounded twin peaks.

The unintentional phrase made him obviously think of crookedness, the ape wandered, and he swallowed his mouth gently. How can a mortal resist the temptation of a fairy without her heart? The instinctive desire for blasphemy and conquest alone is enough to easily get a man with a tenacity out of control.

Moon Cry may be an idiot, but she's definitely not an idiot. The stunning disenchantment of the wind, even with a slightly obscene eye, and the inadvertent motion, were caught in her eyes. She blinked, her face suddenly turned red and her eyes were completely lost. She took a breath and finally took the courage to make the decision to accelerate her heart beat. She unwrapped her swollen arm and jumped in front of him, snapping his neck with those white jade arms.

“Do you like me… do you like my body?” She looked him in the eye, with her eyes covered in shyness.

“… like.” The escape in a state of spirituality is almost a subconscious answer.

“Then hold me tight, as I did when I first saw you… kiss me. ”

The swooping motion stifled and slowly extended her arm around her willow waist. The sudden shift from soft and shy to so proactive gave him a psychological shock and a sense of unreality that was difficult to describe.

The sobbing moon gently closed her eyes and her chest fluctuated slightly. Mumbled: “For the rest of my life... you can never leave me...”

His body was somewhat indescribably soft, red and pink, her cherry mouth slightly opened, her toes clinging to the windy lips, a hint of orchid drifting into his nose,

The fairy's first kiss was so proactively given to a man, a man she would never leave in this life.

Her kiss was soft, warm and green, but little by little ignited the desire for the wind. He began to greedily suck on her petal-like lips, feeling soft and slippery. He skillfully opened the closed jade teeth, looking for the timid clove tongue to gently suck, a few light and sweet incense, a little drip, into the heart and spleen.

The sobbing moon's nose softly “whimpered”, his fine neck raised high, and he responded enthusiastically, spraying a fiery smell in his nose on the windy face, his body became more and more hot, gradually forgetting the shyness of the young girl, his delicate arms held him tightly, intoxicated in this strange joy.

Fugitive is not a persevering man, let alone an obscure vision.

Slightly with some force on her hand, she slowly slipped down the soft waist of the weeping moon and grabbed her round hips | petals. “Yea," cried the moon. Fine eyebrows tense up, delicate | panting, lotus puke, hints of Giraffe.

Her face floated with a faint pink, silky eyes that seemed to open, and a strong spring spirit spread through her body. Feels like that strange big hand rubbing gently on his hips, that hot feeling through the skin into the body, burning like fire all over the body, earnings just grasping the fiber waist unconsciously gently twisting, unconscious whimpering in the nose, more like struggle, more like teasing, straight-cut wind * like tide.

Now that you have sent yourself to the door, be prepared to be a little white rabbit. The corner of the wind's mouth revealed a wicked smile, just wanted to make further action, suddenly the ears heard a slight “chirping”, followed by a flower in front of her, the moon of crying the long dress slipped off her body, stacked under her feet.

The weeping moon gasped in a hurry, raising her hands in awe to cover her chest, Liu Eyebrow was humiliated and more clearly touching. With the wind in his eyes, he was forced to trance his soul.

That delicate and beautiful body is no longer in line at this moment, the moonlike soft light flows back and forth along the shoulder snow skin, outlines the two lush half-arcs of the clavicle, a pair of lumbar arms as warm as moon marks, stacked together almost dripping out water, piled snowy jade | peak half-dew, plus the slim, tiny, ungripping willow waist, more merged into the man-made fascination of the wild infinite spring light. Challenging the fact that there was little will and strength left in front of her.

“Take me, okay?” Soft and tired, with a voice of obvious shyness, it seemed as if he was crying, begging for her chastity.

As an understandable and righteous man, facing a fairy who had offered to undress herself in front of him, he resolutely... jumped at her.

So… with a painful and joyful fairy moaning, the yellow space was filled with a bit of scarlet blossoms.

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Do you have any idea who this fairy MM is? She's a pretty important person, and her presence determines the life and death of the lead character and the end of the book. As for why she was so passionate about the lead... who guessed who was my brother.)