The Good Fortune Training System of Shrouding the Sky

Chapter 559 Liuying watching the battle, strange changes

"It's so stuffy inside, I want to come out and have a look."

Liu Ying obediently rubbed her hands, looked at the battle that was about to start in the distance, and said playfully, "Anyway, it's an overwhelming victory, so it's not dangerous to see."

Ever since Liuying appeared, Murong Chuan felt that his breathing slowed down, and the oppressive atmosphere was swept away.

An indescribably strange feeling emerged involuntarily from the bottom of his heart.

This kind of touch is very strange, as if what he holds in his arms is not a beauty, but an inseparable memory.

The strangeness came so suddenly that Murong Chuan was caught off guard, and he didn't even have a chance to speak.

Liuying just snuggled up to him, coquettishly in his arms, enjoying the indescribable joy and tenderness, lusting after the fragrance and temptation.

Murong Chuan was very satisfied, very happy, and very contented, but his spiritual consciousness seemed to be separated from his body, rippling in the warm ocean hazily.

"Just take a look if you want to. With me here, no one can hurt you."

Murong Chuan murmured dreamily, and Liu Ying even more intimately burrowed into his arms, saying in the voice of a warbler:

"It's great to meet you, I really want to be with you forever."

In the distance, the three great aristocratic families and the followers of the Blood Prison had already started a war, and the divine light of the magic weapon was constantly flying, and the supernatural powers were connected together.

But Murong Chuan's eyes gradually became blurred, as if someone had confused his mind, except for tenderness, there was overflowing happiness.

Liuying in his arms exuded a soft light all over her body, bursts of fragrance overflowing from her body.

The peaceful Taoist scriptures are constantly revolving in her body, and she doesn't know whether it is to curb the overflow of the fragrance, or to stimulate a more charming fragrance.

Her eyes are also full of confusion, nothing but love, an endless void that cannot be filled.

"Well, in the end, you still have something to do with Liuyan."

Murong Chuan sighed dejectedly, although the expression in his eyes didn't increase, but he didn't seem to be completely in control.

"Husband, what are you talking about, who is Liu Yan?"

Liu Ying murmured, as if she didn't know that she was seducing Murong Chuan and controlling his thoughts.

In the distance, the thirteen priests of the Holy Cult of the Blood Prison each summoned nine puppets, which happened to be able to draw with the three great families.

No one expected that every puppet would have a Shenqiao realm, so the three major families fell into a stalemate.

Murong Chuan looked at the battle situation in the distance with his eyes blurred, and said faintly: "I was wondering before, that the Holy Cult of the Blood Prison was too oppressive.

Knowing that the enemy is not dead, but blatantly controlling the ghost-faced death spider, this is a naked provocation.

The reason for their provocation is because of you. "

Murong Chuan lowered his head gently, looking at the pretty girl in his arms, his eyes were full of tenderness but full of endless sadness.

Liu Ying squirmed shyly, as if she couldn't understand Murong Chuan's words, she burrowed into his arms, and said softly, "I miss you so much."

Those extremely seductive words, uttered from such a solemn battlefield, sounded out of place no matter how they sounded, but Murong Chuan's mind was swayed by the teasing.

Liu Ying is a stunner in itself, coupled with a naturally seductive body, it is enough to shake the mind of any man, and it is enough to turn Bai Lian into soft fingers.

"Is it controlled by the blood, or is it controlled by the mind, or is the dormant will awakened?"

Murong Chuan's expression gradually blurred, and his voice became ethereal and unpredictable. He was about to fall completely, but his thoughts were still clear.

Liu Ying still didn't care, as if she had taken the Lingling pill for three days, she desperately pestered Murong Chuan to ask for it.

Liu Ying's response was simple and direct, and Murong Chuan sighed dejectedly, as if he had given up resistance long ago.

Unknowingly, Liuying's body fragrance not only aroused his lust, but also suppressed his cultivation.

It is an established fact that Liuying has a problem, and Murongchuan has been thinking of a way, how to lure the will in Liuying's body.

He always thought that Liuying was the backhand left by Liuyan, or something like reincarnation.

Murongchuan loves Liuying and doesn't want her to become a tool, so he can only think of a way secretly.

In Murongchuan's original plan, Liuying's abnormality should be in the core palace.

After all, where is the focus of this time, if Liu Yan needs something, he must go there to find it.

But who would have thought that Liuying would change suddenly, which was far beyond his calculations.

Murong Chuan didn't expect that the Blood Prison sect's control of the ghost-faced death spider was not to find help, but to activate Liuying's blood!

"Hehe, Liuyan, Liuyan, did you spend so much time just to let me have sex with Liuying in public?"

Murong Chuan couldn't help but laugh, but the smile was so ecstatic, as if he was completely intoxicated.

At this moment, Murong Chuan felt his back tighten, and he and Liu Ying were lifted up.

At this moment, Zhou Chuchu's eyes were also blurred, and he flew up with Murong Chuan and Liu Ying, and flew towards the huge ghost-faced death spider.

"Oh, it turns out that there are already backhands."

This was Murong Chuan's last consciousness, and his eyes completely dimmed, leaving only frenzy and desire in his eyes.

"Murong Chuan!"

Shui Jianji was the first to discover the anomaly, and she was fighting desperately to intercept it.Zi Luoyan hesitated a little, then waved away the siege puppets and shot at Zhou Chuchubiao.

But Zhou Chuchu's cultivation base is very high, and now she has the support of the Blood Prison Sect, so it is very difficult to stop her.

"The congregation listen to the order, Ten Thousand Soul Banners, stand up!"

Following Bei Si's angry shout, 13 people took out palm-sized flags one after another, and waved them into big flags fluttering in the wind.

The ghosts and wolves were howling in the dark wind on the banner, and the thirteen thousands of soul banners were inserted in the eyes of the formation, and the bloody light shot out all over the place, blocking everyone's offensive.

"Evil Cult!"

Shui Jianji scolded coldly, with murderous intent in her eyes, Zi Luoyan and Fengyue also had serious expressions, full of puzzlement and surprise in their hearts.

They are not surprised that the Holy Cult of Blood Prison is related to the Demon Cult, but they just can't figure out why they want to catch Liuying and Murong Chuan at this time.

In order to protect Liu Ying, Murong Chuan didn't tell anyone else too much love except Shui Jianji, it's normal for them not to know.

However, here is neither the point nor important secret treasure, why is it at this time.

"Bastard, what the hell are you trying to do!"

Shui Jianji scolded anxiously, endless waves of water rose into the sky, as if to submerge everything, and the thick murderous aura filled the sky.

"calm!"

Zi Luoyan hurriedly stopped, wanting to temporarily control the scene, but Fengyue sneered and said: "If I don't blast this blow, the girl from the Shui family won't be able to calm down!

Let me help you, Zeng Wei, to see if these bastards from the Demon Sect have improved after hiding for so many years! "

After all, Fengyue's figure flashed, and she stood shoulder to shoulder with Shui Jianji, and a terrifying vision of destroying heaven and earth appeared behind her.

Shui Jianji's vision is a world-destroying tsunami, and Fengyue's vision is a cracking wind crushing the top.

When the continuous tsunami merged with the cracking wind that suppressed the sky, the terrifying power was almost unstoppable.

"Hmph, stubbornness, the Lord's return is a foregone conclusion, what's the point of your struggles!"

Bei Si scoffed loudly, and then ordered: "Set up the formation, ten thousand souls devour the sky!"