The strange changes have not stopped.
The ground under Li Mankuang's feet was barren at an unimaginable speed. It was already yellow and yellow, but the dead grass quickly dried up and wilted. It kept making a light crackling sound, revealing the mud below and sanded immediately.Li Mankuang couldn't help laughing to the sky, and his thin voice with a mixeda cough was like a howling, which made people unbearable to listen.
catastrophe!This is a catastrophe from heaven!God, why can I not die alone?Why am I alone?
The blood of the Buddha in heaven seemed to sense his madness, like an evil beast swaying his teeth and claws, and the blood light became brighter.Almost at the same time, a dazzling white light burst out from the forest. Feng Huang turned around in surprise and saw Geng Zhao covering her belly with her hands and looking in pain. The amazing light penetrated her fingers, no less than the blood of the Buddha in the hands of her senior brother.
Geng... Brother Geng!This is-- Feng Huang was so surprised that he couldn't speak. He felt that he was harmed by the evil energy of the Buddha's blood. He turned around and shouted: Senior Brother!Can you put away that thing first?Brother Geng couldn't stand it - suddenly heard a tiger roar, and the young man stood up high, and white light spread in all directions between his navel, flowing around his body like a light shield; after a long time being reflected by the white light, the discomfort of the rapid withering of essence, blood and vital energy faded away greatly, and he was stunned: Could this white light... be able to withstand the erosion of the blood of the Buddha in the sky?Before he could speak, Geng Zhao had adjusted his breath and strode towards the Lin Aside!
Geng Zhao's feelings were stronger than him.
I thought that the Hualizhu would lose control again, or it might sense the crisis and leave the host's body on its own; after a brief resonance with the blood of the Buddha in heaven, I suddenly found that the erosion of the red light was actually separated by the white light, and I remembered that Shuyujie once said that the Hualizhu was transformed by the remaining body of the real dragon.The blood of the Heavenly Buddha is the proof of the covenant between the Heavenly Buddha Thorn and Xuan Lin. Since the two sides are in an equal relationship, it is not surprising that the Hualizhu has the power to fight against the blood of the Heavenly Buddha.
He decided to take a risk, walked straight towards Li Man, carefully observed the strife between the red light and the white light, and whispered: Brother Li!I may have a way to deal with it, please hand over the Buddha's blood to me!The erosion of the Buddha's blood in the sky was suddenly stopped, as if there was infinite vitality in his foot. It was not until the heel of the boot left the ground and the terrifying scene of the scorched sand continued to operate.
Li Man's crazy phoenix eyes suddenly opened, and the burgundy demon's eyes burst out with strange light, as if he saw a glimmer of hope. He raised his spread palm forward and pointed Geng Zhao with the blood of the Buddha in the sky, hoping to find a second person who was not afraid of the monster.
Geng Zhao walked within twenty steps and felt the confrontational force gushing out of Hualizhu began to cause a burden.Li Zhu's Qi's power was extremely unstable. If there was no matching internal force suppression, he would be a little bit uncontrollably. In the battle to kill Yue thief, he even sucked his internal breath to protect himself.
The white light-piercing pearls were shaking violently. When the restlessness had been over the same day, it seemed that it would explode and shatter in an instant.Geng Zhao was forced to squeeze out the strength from his limbs and inject it into Lizhu. This was the second time he spent all his strength in a day within twelve hours. He was much more skillful than when he intervened with Feng and Nie. He felt more numb to the pain of the dry oil and the lamp. He gritted his teeth and encouraged him, and finally broke through the ten-step range.
Just step back!The man in black with long hair danced his sleeves against the wind, lowered his eyelids, and whispered:
You have done your best, Brother Geng.Regardless of the foreign object you carry, it does not fully resist the blood of the Buddha.Unless there is a second green gauze woven bag in the world, I can only collect this evil thing in person to delay its devouring of the vitality of all things.
Geng Zhao gritted his teeth and said: Brother Li... Brother Li must seek medical treatment as soon as possible to avoid... A touch of warm and sticky nose, and he saw blood stains on his hands.He endured the pain and discomfort of the rushing pain and discomfort and walked closer to three steps, trembling all over, holding his hands in his chest, lowering his head and hunching his back, and forcing his steps to take a long time. He had to rest for every step, as if he was walking in an invisible storm.
Li Mankuang laughed unconsciously.If you hadn't risked your life-threatening death, I would have laughed at you for being hypocritical.Why do Murong Rou still care about the life or death of others?You are indeed not his direct origin.Geng Zhao saw that he accidentally put down the Buddha's blood in heaven, untie the knife and sheathed, and said with hissing: Li...Brother Li, please hand over the Buddha's blood, otherwise, I'm not polite!
Feng Huang saw him showing his weapon, but his senior brother was as decaying as the dry grass in the wind, and he was worried and anxious: How could he reach the point of war?Stepping out of the forest, I felt dizzy and my internal organs were painful, especially my spine. Even he, who claimed to be a tough guy, couldn't bear it. He was shocked by the power of the Buddha's blood, so he had to stagger backwards and whistle and whistle:
Geng... Brother Geng!My senior brother is weak, don’t... With a bad sound, he turned his head and vomited a mouthful of green and yellow water, and knelt on the ground with his chest, unable to move for a while.
Li Man laughed wildly.How can a weak person maintain the blood of the Buddha in heaven!He picked up the rod wrapped in white cloth and waved it, and most of the black rod suddenly flew out, revealing the long straight blade of Qingfeng Jiren.It turned out that the straight staff in his hand that was taller than a man was actually a single-width sword to kill horses!
The so-called "Ma-killing Sword" is like Xianzi's ancient sword love sword spirit snake sword. It is both made of swords in the old days and is not available now.Some people may use Tang Dao, but this one is the only one who kills Ma Jian, and there is no more semicolon.
The knife was about three fingers wide and more than nine feet long. It was taller vertically than an adult man. The handle of the knife was about half. It was straight and had no curves. The thigh was only a small square ring. It was no wonder that it was installed with a scabbard and would be mistaken for a long staff.The blade is engraved with four characters of the forbidden treasure above, and the white silk ribbon is wrapped in the knife ring at the end of the handle.
The Li family was a famous family of martial scholars. After Canghai Confucianism withdrew from the historical stage in the past, the Li family still served as a senior official under the Donghai and Yangtu royal powers. They were rank as the third duke and were awarded a sword to beheaded by the horse, named Shangfang.The Li family combines the benefits of swords, swords and long soldiers, and becomes a unique branch in the Wushu clan. Although Li Mankuang's nine-foot long sword was not left by his ancestors, it inherited the name passed down from generation to generation by the family and is still called "upper".
He held the sword above the horse and slashed his arm, held the Buddha's blood and leaned on the sheath as a stick to support his body. The long blade flashed with a ferocious green light and swept out suddenly!Seven steps away, Geng Zhao suddenly felt the light of the sword and the wind was pressing down on his body. He had only time to move forward with the knife and sheath. With a clanging sound, his whole person was smashed out and it was already ten feet away. When he got up, his arm still trembled. The blade was rolled up, like hitting a golden bell of a bronze tripod, which was particularly shrill.
This fall was only ten steps away from the edge of the forest. Geng Zhao's arms were sore and soft. The black beads between the navel suddenly became dim. The white light protecting his body quickly faded. He curled up on the dead grass and sand and spasmed and twitched. Blood flowed out of his eyes, ears and nose, and the erosion ability of the Tian Buddha blood continued to work.
Li Mankuang couldn't put away the knife, so he threw the scabbard off, pinched the broken green silk woven bag and pressed it on his chest, dragged the knife back to the hole, and said with a hiss: "Don't worry, pull the person back!"Feng Huang flew over and rushed back with the limp Geng Zhao, pouring water and medicine to rescue him.
When I opened my eyes again, I saw stars everywhere, cold and owls crying. Although it was a landscape in the forest, what I saw was different from the sun.Geng Zhao sat up, and the covered felt slipped to his waist. His dizziness and nausea had not yet faded. He stroked the forehead and adjusted his breath, suppressing his nausea. He found a strange forest gap with a bonfire beside him.Under the shadow of the tree opposite the fire, Feng Huang covered his cloak with his head resting on his arms, closed his eyes and said:
Don't rush to get up, drink more water and reconcile it, or you'll vomit it all the time.That thing is so powerful. I drag you out for a mile away, and I feel dizzy. If I stay for a while, I will not have enough life to play.After pressing his waist, he frowned unconsciously: Damn it!It hurts me so much.Could it be that it is a kidney failure?
He said nothing.Geng Zhao forced himself to sit for a while, and suddenly bent down and vomited a lot of sour water until his abdomen was empty and he still retching. He had to lie back obediently and raise his head and neck with felt to feel more comfortable.
What's the name of the treasure in your pocket?I think it's amazing.Even though it is not as good as the Buddha's blood in heaven, it is rare.Feng Huang carried him to this point, and when he took care of him, he did not take off his clothes and peeked at him, thinking that it was the pearls and jade stored in the clothes.When I saw someone wake up, I couldn't help but be curious and asked about the origin of the treasure.
Geng Zhao thought to himself: Brother Feng is open and honest.If someone else is changed, you will see it, why should you wait?I did not dare to reveal the secret of transforming the Lizhu, but only said: It was a gem I got by chance, which had the ability to ward off evil spirits and eliminate filth, and I have really saved me several times.I thought I could resist the evil power of the Buddha's blood, but how could I know... Alas!I don't know where I am, and asked again:
Where is Brother Li?Is he okay?
have no idea.I didn't see you later and didn't know what the situation was.Close your eyes and smiled happily:
My senior brother’s swordsmanship is very powerful, right?It is not easy for you to take him head-on with a horse-killing sword.
Thinking of the agile green wing that was longer than the tip of a whip and like a dragon, his arms were still a little sore and numb.Such a heavy, sharp, broken and cracked the wind and earth, let alone cutting the horse, even the thousand-pound stone lion thrown in the air could be divided into two. Geng Zhao was still scared and shook his head and smiled: Brother Li is really amazing!A simple sword can destroy a new sword.
Feng Huang sighed: He looks so weak, but the strength on the knife... I won't say it, it's weird anyway.What happened to my senior brother that day?
Geng Zhao didn't know the depth of Li Mankuang's martial arts skills. After taking him a knife, he couldn't help but think of the man in black who had the most powerful martial arts skills he said.With Li Mankuang's skills, he had never even had a single round in front of that person. What kind of martial arts should he have?
He had a mess of consciousness in his mind and was extremely uncomfortable. He couldn't understand for a long time and became more irritable and murmured:
Brother Feng, now...what should we do?
Feng Huang was silent for a while before he opened his eyes and looked at the starry sky, and said with a smile: Go back and report to the general, tell me about my senior brother and the blood of the Buddha. Murong Rou is extremely smart, and maybe there will be a way.If he doesn't understand human words and insists on seeing what the hell is. If you pull him up the mountain, my senior brother will be happy to take him with Buddha's blood to save trouble for everyone.
Geng Zhao found that except for Ren Xuan, the disciples under the Daohou, were not respectful to Feng Huang or Li Mankuang, and most of them called Murong's name directly; occasionally adding the word "General" is also mostly ridiculous, which is similar to most East China Sea warriors.
Feng Huang smiled and said: Brother, I'm going to be honest. If I hadn't known you today, I would have had a little more disgust towards Murong Rou.He doesn't like people in the martial arts world, and we people in the martial arts world don't like him either. We are polite and honest.After meditating for a moment, he still shook his head:
My master's behavior has a deep meaning, but I really don't understand that my master is an idle cloud and wild crane, but he has been abnormal over the years and asked me to serve Murong. If not, why would the elder brother be troubled by the blood of the Buddha in heaven?It’s okay that Ren Xuan came from a family of officials. We are so rough, we are not seeking knowledge and wealth. What’s the point of being able to stick to the general?The official battlefield is not a place to practice swords and realize the truth.
Geng Zhao originally wanted to defend the general, but he heard that he had no malice towards Murong Rou, but he just didn't like to be restrained. In order to avoid getting darker and darker, he simply refused to answer and said: Brother Feng, why don't you ask Dao Hou?Only he knows what he means.
Feng Huang shook his head.My teacher has been in seclusion, I haven't seen you for a long time.In recent years, I have been traveling abroad with letters and greetings.
Geng Zhao saw that he looked sad. He thought that the task assigned by the general made them separate from their master and disciple. He did not dare to ask more questions, so he turned to look at the rock wall.Even if you bring back the news, what should Brother Li do with his body?The power of Buddha's blood that day was simply unstoppable. Even if the general was extremely wise, he could not fight against evil things.If Brother Li is delayed from seeking medical treatment, I am afraid it will be a big deal.
How could it be unstoppable?The ghost was hidden in the He family in Xiaoyangbao for many years, and no trouble had happened.
Brother Feng means...
Green silk.That thing is the nemesis of Tianfo Blood. If my senior brother hadn't accidentally cut the bag, he wouldn't have caused such a fuss today.Find another green gauze woven bag, and then put it in and out?
Feng Huang shrugged and smiled, his eyes turning to the distance.
Don't worry, brother, it's all coincidence!I just happened to know where to go to find it.
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After one night, the two men recovered most of their physical strength and internal strength. They got up early the next morning and followed the same road down the mountain.The road down the mountain is more difficult than going up the mountain. It took more than two hours to return to the plain. He saw two figures, one big and one small, waiting at the entrance of the mountain. It was the son of Xianzi and Qiaozi Gui Jinwu.
The boy was sitting on an old tree stump, leaning forward slightly, staring at the mountain road like a wolf. Until he found the traces of the two, he still didn't move. He just raised his eyebrows and leaked a trace of his mood that finally came.damn it!I like this guy the more I look at him.Feng Huang smiled and said, "It's more suitable for practicing swords than you."
You can praise him, is it necessary to harm me?Geng Zhao smiled bitterly.Brother Feng thinks what is wrong with me?
Your grandmother.Feng Huang smiled and put his hands on his chest.
Whether you intervene in my fight with Nie Yuse or take a blow from my senior brother, it is extremely dangerous and requires great skills.You do these things but don’t fight for victory. You just want to explain the truth, so you put others and yourself in danger without knowing it.There is a knife clearly on your body, but unfortunately you are not the one who uses the knife.
Have a knife on his body?
A wise man does not do secret things in his eyes.Feng Huang smiled and said:
Brother Geng, as soon as I saw your hands, eyes and body skills, I knew that you were a knife practitioner and possessed the best sword skills. Even if you use the martial arts of the Sword Qi Palace, it is still a sword rather than a sword.If the old brother says something unpleasant, don’t be angry: the person who teaches you how to practice sword skills will practice swords into your daily life, and it will be as natural as drinking water and breathing, but you don’t teach you the swordsman’s mind.You are like a furry child walking in the market with gold. Everyone envies you for your wealth, but you don’t know that you have huge sums of money.
Geng Zhao originally thought it was about teaching Wushuang quick killing, but the more he listened, the more he became, the more strange it was: Old Hu had only been teaching skills for a few days, so he could not practice swords, sits and lie down, and he had never worshipped other masters, let alone practice swords.Feng Huang is a master of swordsmanship and there is no need to whisper casually. Could it be that he was just a mistake?
What is the swordsman’s mind?He couldn't help asking.
Each sect is different.Feng Huang put away his smile and said seriously: Just like what I asked Feng Dao’s mind method, it means that there is no regret when you leave, which is different from what my teacher taught.The Heart Art combined with the sword technique can make you half the effort with twice the effort. Some schools of sword techniques cannot even be practiced without the Heart Art.But your condition is extremely special. You have the hands and eyes of the knife first, but the heart technique is blank, which I have never heard of.
Geng Zhao knew that he had no sword skills, and he had no choice but to finish the enemy. After using the Wushuang Quick Slash, he had no choice but to take action. He barely counted the half-stage Silk Horse Sword Technique taught by Silkworm Niang. It was really unremarkable. He could only jump faster and jump higher than others, and the inexhaustible true energy of the green fire.
The reason why it is easier to hold a knife is just because I accompanied Uncle Muji to chop firewood when I was a child.If Uncle Muji did not respond to the hatchet, but to the fire stick, would he have become a good player today?Even Geng Zhao shook her head and smiled bitterly.
Feng Huang patted his shoulder.You are so fond of reasoning. Maybe one day you really think of a reason for you, which is the day when your swordsmanship is perfect.Before this, if you feel confused, you might as well think more about your initial feelings of practicing swords.My mentor often says: Among the simplest things, there are often the most truths hidden.
The two walked down the mountain, and the boy jumped up from the stump. The pretty Xianzi still had no expression, and her fair and beautiful face was cold. Geng Zhao remembered what he said yesterday, and suddenly felt sorry for her and said in a low voice: Sorry, I didn't keep my word and didn't go back yesterday.
Xianzi ignored it. Seeing that his clothes were torn and wounds were all over his body, he just said: I brought you clothes.Find a place to wash it, then apply medicine and bandage it.
Then I won't bother you.Feng Huang winked at him and leaned closer and said, "I'll go find a bag, you told Murong to ask him to give him some time."Within three days at the latest, I will go to Yuepu to find you.Geng Zhao was surprised: Brother Feng isn’t with me?When looking for knitting bags, I can also help.
Feng Huang smiled and said: You can't interfere in this matter.It seems to have a deep meaning.Let Geng Zhao persuade him, but his intentions remain unshakable.
Geng Zhao had no choice but to tell Zhuquehang's address. Yin asked: I have a mansion here, and I welcome Brother Feng to stay.Feng Huang bowed and said goodbye, and stroked the young man's head: Lead me and find the nearest restaurant!The boy shook his head to avoid his palm, glared at the wolf's eyes, and walked forward silently.
Geng Zhao was dressed in rags and it was difficult for him to return to Yuepu City. Fortunately, Xianzi was careful and saw that he had not returned from sunset. He expected that something would happen, so he came to his room at midnight.Fu Chijin woke up from sleep, and her hair was messy and her breasts were exposed. When she saw her appearance, she guessed in her heart. She neatly picked up her body, boots and socks and tied her bags, tied her back, and smiled and said: Go and bring him back to me, do you know?Xianzi stepped on a fast horse, and before the time of Mao arrived, he rushed back to Luliu Village, found the boy surnamed Gui to lead the way, and waited at the entrance of the mountain.
There is a clear stream flowing by the remote forest at the foot of the mountain. Gengzhao found a small stream like a dome. When the water flows to the crescent dome, it flattens, forming a crescent-shaped pool.The sun shines in the forest, and it sprinkles from the gaps on the top of the head. Thick moss grows near the roots of the tree. The thick green vegetation is covered with soil and rocks along the stream, like a piece of tapesty.
Geng Zhao asked Xianzi to avoid it for a while, quickly took off his clothes and walked into the river bay.The spring cold water was extremely biting, and the deep and shallow wounds on the body sank into the cold stream water. Unexpectedly, itching was a little bit itchy, as if the wound was frozen by the ice water, and he closed his mouth in the blink of an eye.
The stream was less than half of his body. He sat on the reefs in the stream with thick and soft moss, with only his lips exposed to the water surface. The cows drank the living water in the stream. The spiritual platform suddenly became clear and extremely comfortable.Clear water seems to be very effective in relieving the harm of the Buddha's blood. Last night, the two of them vomited continuously, and they also relieved it by drinking water. Now that they are immersed in the cold stream, they feel like they are resurrected.
(What a terrible blood of the Buddha!)
If the demon sword is terrifying, it is a tangible and material thing after all; the Lizhu is terrifying, and it can be suppressed by powerful internal force... The terror of the blood of the Buddha in heaven is beyond the reach of people. It is not only the unique martial arts or the rare magical weapon that can resist, but even if it is a thousand troops, a city and a country, what can it do?If such evil things are brought to the Three Vehicles Dharma Assembly and taken out from the green silk, it is the time when everyone dies, and no one is lucky.There is nothing more powerful in the world than this.
Do scholars from the Yangtu Monks know that the hard work of thousands of years has come from their families, and are they looking for such things?If you don’t know, what exactly is the purpose of the person who made the precious blood appear and stirring people’s hearts at the beginning?If you know, who proposed to use the blood of the Buddha as the token of the Three Vehicles of Dharma King?
Geng Zhao didn't dare to think about it anymore.
Even though the mystery is like a messy line, the truth is still surrounded by a lot of fog, but the conspiracy and treacherous aura that radiates from the fog is so strong that it cannot be dissipated, which is terrifying.If Gu Muyuan wanted to ignore the layers of protection and kill General Zhendong in one fell swoop at the Dharma Conference, Tianfo Blood was indeed a very neat move and sent a swan to grab it, which seemed reasonable.
The only accident was that Li Man crazyly destroyed the Bilingwei woven bag, the Tian Buddha blood lost control, and deprived all life regardless of the enemy. This chess goal was no longer useful.So Gu Muquan released the demon sword Ligu, and arranged Xiaoyangbao into the raging appearance of the demon sword, with the purpose of diverting the focus and erasing the connection between the He family and the blood of the Buddha, so as to avoid other people from discovering traces of Guzhao intervening.
Li Ju is in Gu Ying... No, it should be said that Gu Muyuan always plays a similar role.
The Fenghuo Lianwu case, Ligu aims to show his strength to the Lord of the Seven Profounds, attract them to join the alliance, and burn them through the headquarter to give Leimen He a sufficient reason to watch the battle between the queen and the Buddhist son, and even completely isolated General Zhendong in the extremely critical expulsion of refugees.
--The help from the general one by one seems to be the established strategy of Guzhui.In this case, can all the actions of removing the general's arm and helping him reasonably suspect that Guzhe secretly intervene?
(For example... Yue Chenfeng.)
As we all know, Yue Chenfeng is the chief military agent around Murong Rou. He has excellent martial arts skills. No matter how bad he does, if there is that guy by his side, no matter when and where, it will be extremely difficult to kill Murong Rou.Judging from the strength shown in Yue Thief's last battle, whether it is the Gu Muquan who is surprised by Qifeng Pavilion or the Mr. Gui who has repeatedly fought, Geng Zhao didn't think he could do anything to easily defeat Yue Chenfeng.
In getting rid of Yue Chenfeng, Guzhui must have exerted strength!The question is at which link, and who made the secret stakes of Guzhui, or even a part of Guzhui?
The most suspected one is naturally Shuyujie.
The Five Emperors Cave was humiliated and oppressed by Yue Thief for many years, and Lei Dan made everyone worse than death. As the sect leader, it would be natural for Shu Yujie to cooperate with Gu She and plan to turn things around.From her masked participation in the action, to the fact that Old God Xue called the killing move that was penetrated by the sword as the only bead of the spirit snake forever, there were many hidden behind Shuyujie, and they might be controlled by Guzhao, and they helped Ba Yue Zhanfeng.
Since the incident with A Wan, Geng Zhao's favorability for her has decreased greatly, and she has gradually become less trustworthy than before. Once the thief was eliminated, Shu Yujie revealed her true face, and regarded the mysterious women as tools and indulging Qiong Fei, which also made Geng Zhao feel quite complained.The general's words were still in his ears, and Geng Zhao tried his best not to let prejudice hinder his judgment. During the night of the Burning River, Shu Yujie did not get along with Mr. Gui, otherwise the Ranhongxia would not be able to escape... But if it weren't for her, who else would be suspicious?
Geng Zhao's head hurts so much that he thought, and he didn't realize it until the sound of footsteps came to the back of his head.
It was the familiar light steps of Xianzi, and the faint fragrance of her body.You wait for me again.He sank his head into the water, letting Qingxi, who was as cold as a knife, scrape off the swelling and pain remaining between the skull of the neck and the back. After a while, he splashed out of the water and closed his eyes and said:
...I'm really tired.You let me spend some time alone...it won't be too long.
Xianzi did not answer.But Gengzhao knew it was her, so he rested on the fragrant grass along the stream and relaxed his body.
There was a rustling sound, as if the clothes were rubbing gently, and the faint fragrance of the virgin on Xianzi's body suddenly became fragrant. When he opened his eyes, he saw a snow-white and round legs exploring into the water, scattering the ripples, and his slender curves were flawless, and his shoes and socks were removed, and he was naked.
Geng Zhao's mouth and tongue are dry, and the word "Xianzi" is full of thorns in the throat and cannot be vomited out.
She didn't know when she took off her clothes, supported the stream bank covered with green grass, and then poked her long legs down. From the side, her slender waist was extremely thin, and her two pointed breasts were more prominent. What's strange is that such a slender body had no trace of bony and skin, and her fair skin was extremely transparent; the snow thighs rubbed against the green grass, and it kept trembling when it entered the water, which was even smoother than almond tofu. It was hard to imagine how the two snow buttocks that were so thin and grinded out of jade board could be so soft?
Xianzi's thighs are very thin, only slightly thicker than Geng Zhao's upper arms, and the proportion is incredibly slender. With the slenderer and straight shin of the calves, it is not as straight as a human being.The girls Geng Zhao knew in his life were all beautiful with the beauty of being tall and tall. Xue Yanqing's long legs were even more attractive and inconsistent with her stern personality. However, when it comes to the words "fine" and "right" are not comparable to Xianzi.
She stood in the water, her plump mons pubis floating on the water like a snow bun - it was the only bulge between her flat belly - only a small pinch of curly swayed on the water, rippling by the gurgling stream water, and there was a seductive and heartless mèi in her purity.
The two met naked last time. They were in the unmanned room of Yuepuyi. The windows and doors were closed and the light was dark. Geng Zhao only remembered her stunning whiteness, extremely compact small anus, and the softness that was incomparable to the appearance when she held the two sharp pepper breasts from behind.It was not until today that he realized that the strings, which stood like snow plum blossoms, were so beautiful.
She is perfect for standing, especially in the water.
The slender arms and thighs are not even left alone. The fully trained muscles are like the most suitable silk dance clothes, which are against her perfect skeleton with wide shoulders, long neck, and chest and back.Such beauty is from the inside out, and no rouge or magical woven can be modified.The naked Xianzi was not embarrassed - perhaps because she had not learned it yet - it was like the mountain spirit floating out of the stream, without any trace of fireworks all over her body.
Geng Zhao swallowed his saliva, but the stream water failed to curb the desire. On the contrary, the male symbol between his legs was raised like a knife, and the scalp of his skin burst out when he touched the cold stream water, which turned into a needle-like pain, which made the penis even more ferocious, like a provoking beast.
He was confused by the faint out of control desire.
Long before the Fenghuo Serial Dock, Geng Zhao found that he was extremely eager for the woman's body, and that crazy need could not even bear the rich baby Jin'er.In order to avoid hurting his beloved woman, he added intentions to suppress it, but the headache-inducing disease recurred again, his self-control became weaker, and he reached a peak at the night of Burning River, and he lost control and occupied Lei Mingyao.
When I was rescued by the silkworm girl and took me to Mèi'er's temple to soak in a hot spring for healing, the inexplicable desire disappeared again. Even if I fought with Mèi'er to death, I never got out of control and went crazy like that night.
He once guessed that the silkworm girl had done something to suppress her manic desire. However, yesterday, she tried her best to deal with the Buddha blood in the sky. The inexplicable evil fire in her body was opened again. She was unaware of it when she dragged her life down the mountain. At this moment, Xianzi's beautiful naked body was close at hand, and her rushing desire suddenly became uncontrollable.
Such a scene seems familiar to Geng Zhao.
In the tunnel of the secret room of Bata Bao Lei Tingwan, he was afraid that he would violate Xianzi and keep a distance.The difference is that in the crisis-ridden enemy formation, facing the chaotic and unknown road ahead, we only need to persevere, after all, we cannot obey desires regardless of everything.But in the quiet mountain stream, the green shade was covered with green eyes, and both of them were naked. He suddenly felt that everything was unreal. The shockingly beautiful white female body in front of him seemed to be not a string, but a mountain ghost who had been lonely for thousands of years, longing for the man's male body...
Xianzi walked towards him with the water.
String...string!Don't... don't...
Reason was only a slight short of being at the same time. He didn't understand why the situation was so, but Xianzi didn't give him time to hesitate.
Her face was expressionless, just like usual, her slender fingers pressed on his chest, raised her round and slender thighs, and her white and slender thighs.He lifted it out of the water and sat on him like this. The angry dragon was pressed by a slit and pressed against his muscular lower abdomen, not sure it was his crotch or honey lips.
Xianzi's skin was cold, smooth and thin, like some kind of nephrite, as if it had no pores.Geng Zhao was afraid that his scorching breath would blow her away, but his pounding chest could not hold back his breath, and the banging sound echoed between the two.Xianzi Qing'er listened for a moment, showing a confused expression, her appearance was so cute that it made him have a violent erection, and it was already in pain.
You won't get down again... He was shocked when he spoke.His hoarse voice was not like him at all, and he was no different from a beast.I will…do something bad.Why do you... want to... do this?
Xianzi touched his chest as if he was familiar with a strange weapon.The fine and cool fingers made him twitch twice, and the erect and angry dragon raised his head up as if he was about to lift the girl up, and squeezed into the crack ruthlessly.Xianzi pulled his fingertips and felt a warm liquid at the bottom of the seam. Compared to the many women he had tasted, she even seemed too cold to warm, which was different from others.
This strange feeling didn't make her particularly panic.
The day after Ran Hongxia was rescued, the sect leader looked for her.Everyone went out to find him, and she wanted to go, but the orders of the sect leader should not be violated - although she had violated them once.Violating the sect leader will be punished.
The sect leader closed the doors and windows, and took off her clothes one by one until she was naked.She thought she wanted to be whipped. She had seen her companions in Qianxingdu take off their clothes and be punished. After beating, they were almost dead, but they were even worse than death.She made herself try not to imagine.Although she is slow to respond to emotions, including fear, it does not mean she will not be afraid.The sect leader caressed her body as if he was playing with some beloved gadget, pinched her breasts and weighed the weight in his hands, and finally let her lie flat on the couch and gently rub the center of her legs with her fingertips.
Xianzi felt as if she was floating in the clouds, and she couldn't lift her strength softly.
--If this is a punishment, it would be fine if you die like this.
Such thoughts passed by her mind more than once.
Do you like him?While rubbing her, the sect leader held her cheek and joking, like a prank little girl.She rarely sees the sect leader like this, but what makes her even more confused is the sect leader's problem.
What is like?
It's OK, I already know.The sect leader's fingertips made a rich and sticky slurry sound. She couldn't help but straighten her legs, and her tight body began to tremble.
Has he worked on you like this?The sect leader asked with a smile.
No...no.
I haven't touched you!It sounds a bit disappointed.
Touch... Touched.
But not here?The sect leader was stunned and suddenly laughed. His fingertips moved down with malicious intentions, sank into her peach-like snow-covered thighs....Is it here?
The memory he touched in the wing room woke up again. Her body leaked out water like a demon, and her flat belly kept spasming. She squeezed the clear juice like lychewed, and sprayed it out in large batches.
She instinctively covered her belly and turned to the side, trying to use a lying position to relieve the spasm, but her knees were so soft that they could not hold it up. Her raised vagina shot out water arrows like clams, which were more and more powerful than usual. She sprayed the gauze curtains, and the veil that was full of juice could not bear it anymore, and dripped a dripping bed.
The Sect Master laughed with a whisper, as if she was not angry about the fact that she had dirty the brocade couch. She pressed Xianzi, who was breathing, looked down at the girl's empty and lost eyes, and smiled: Remember, don't let him touch your butt again.There is a thick and large thing between a man's legs, so you have to let him stuff that thing into it.The index finger and ring finger gently push away her trembling lip, and thrust the middle finger with sharp nails, and stabbed it mercilessly-
There is really a thick and big thing in the heart of a man’s legs.
Xianzi had no doubt about the sect leader's words, pressed his chest with both hands, and his round and soft little butt slid back and forth, just like riding a horse.Geng Zhao moaned, feeling the sticky flower lip rubbing on the penis. Xianzi's labia were very small, but not a wet and hot ball, but a clear outline like a fish's mouth. It moves like two orchid petals dipped in honey and painted back and forth on a dragon pestle. While it is comfortable, even the shape of the petals can be clearly felt, and the sticky and fresh sucked by the fish's mouth is indescribable.
He grabbed her waist and wanted to stop her from teasing her, but he could no longer loosen his fingers as soon as they fell into two balls of soft snow.The women of Black Island all have the beauty of soft buttocks. Qi Yuan, A Wan, Qiong Fei and even Shu Yujie themselves are all plump and big and round. The thin strings can be said to be an anomaly among them. Unexpectedly, they don’t let the slightest snowy buttocks, and the thin buttocks are still pinched and the snow overflows the gaps of their fingers. It’s hard to imagine where this plump feel comes from.
He almost wanted to grab her and lift it up. The tip of the pestle faced the tiny fish lips that could not be sucked, and pushed it up hard - suppressing the fiery lustful thoughts. Geng Zhao forced himself to remain motionless and said with hissing: Qian... Qianzi!We are friends, friends... friends shouldn't do this.Listen to me...
Xianzi persistently rubbed him, his clear eyes high, with a terrifying light.I don't want to be friends with you anymore.I'm leaving you.This is even more awake than pouring cold water. Geng Zhao was stunned when she heard this and struggled to sit up.What did you say?
I want to go back to the sect leader.Xianzi's tone was still cold.If she closed her eyes, she would never imagine that the two of them were hugging each other nakedly. She kept thrusting her little butt and grinding his hot and thick penis with her warm and wet lips, just one step away from being one.The sect leader said that as long as you are pregnant with your child, I will let me go back.Can you please give me a child?
Anyone who hears a beautiful girl say this can't help but be excited.Geng Zhao was so hard that she couldn't control herself. She closed her arms and hugged her tightly in front of her chest, and even buried her mouth and nose in her wet hair. She asked with a voice: Why do you... why do you want to return to the sect... Suddenly, she realized it and felt speechless.She grew up on Hei Island, which is her hometown. Even if Shuyujie is not her relative, she is far more important in her life than herself.Just as he always yearns for living in Longkou Village, who can tell Xianzi not to go back?
You... don't do this.
He gritted his teeth and suppressed his desires, but the sliding of the string under his body felt more and more comfortable.
Between the two young fish's tiny mouth-like fleshy lips, a granulum like a baby finger was pursed, which was crisp, tough, and extremely soft and smooth.Xianzi shook her butt like a small meat bead sitting, and she couldn't help but tremble with every rubbing. She was whimpering in her nose, and her awkward movements began to become smooth.
She was originally a very talented and beautiful material, whether in martial arts practice or other aspects.
Xianzi, I'll go and tell the sect leader... Gengzhao grabbed her butt and refused to shake it. Xianzi broke free and was useless. She actually thrust her lower abdomen at a very small scale, and doubled the erect clam beads rubbing her hot penis, so that the feeling of happiness and beauty will not be interrupted.I... um... go and tell the sect leader, you don't need... no need to... just like this... you can go back... Ah!
The string has no interface and continues to move stubbornly.
Because there is no need to answer this matter.In fact, Geng Zhao knew very well that he had no room for bargaining Shu Yujie in this matter, and A Wan's affairs were the best role model.Now only the last thought remains to maintain reason.
String... String!Listen to me!He grabbed the girl's arms, leaned closer to his face, and barely looked at her eyes. Before his burning breath could melt the beautiful man like a jade sculpture, he was about to faint.The snake's belly is broken. Even if the Lizhu on my body can crack the poison, you will still die!God knows... God knows what the sect leader has done to Awan, so we... don't believe her.This is not possible...
Xianzi couldn't move, so he looked at him for a moment, then suddenly approached his cherry lips and kissed him awkwardly.Her lips were smooth and soft, but they were still wet and cool, as unreal as mountain spirit.
I have never practiced the snake's belly broken.The sect leader only taught me how to practice swords and kill people.
She whispered in his ear, her broken throat sound was no different from moans.While Geng Zhao was surprised, she let go. Her kiss fell on his head, neck and cheeks like raindrops, and was still very immature and clumsy, completely different from the Lilac Little Tongue who was instinctively tangled when she was in the wing room.
--I don't want to be friends with you.
--I want to leave you.
(What...what is this?)
The bitterness that Geng Zhao's heart was unexpectedly the last ray of Qingming before turning over the sea of desire.
Shuyu Festival!Why...have you made everything like this?
When he came to his senses, Xianzi lowered his head, and his two slender arms penetrated into the water, his concentrating appearance was indescribable absurd and funny.Judging from the graceful touch of the graceful touch of the slim jade fingers on the pestle, and the tip of which was held by the greedy little fish's mouth, but it was tightly stuck in the dilemma, Xianzi planned to stuff the things in one breath, fight quickly, and end it all.
Geng Zhao was angry and funny. He flashed his inspiration and found that the key to this matter was. The eagle caught a chicken and caught the stupid female thief who had crossed Chen Cang secretly, staring at her and asking word by word: Why are you in a hurry to go back to the sect leader?Why not be my friend anymore?
Xianzi stopped struggling, looked at him for a moment and was speechless, and suddenly turned his head away.
This is her first time showing her feelings--no matter what that is.Geng Zhao, who was almost tortured by desire, dared not delay and pursued the victory: If you tell me honestly, I will give you a child and let you return to the sect leader!
Xianzi hesitated for a while.Although he did not return to the Zhuque Mansion as agreed last night, in general, he was more trustworthy than breach of trust.Xianzi decided to believe him.If I don’t go back to the sect leader, one day I will not listen to her.I never didn't listen to her.That night, I didn’t listen to her for the first time.
For me?Geng Zhao felt sorry for it.
……Um.
He couldn't help but want to laugh. Seeing her extremely serious expression, he suddenly felt so cute that he lowered his head to hold her soft lips.Xianzi was caught off guard, widened his eyes with a whimper, and his whole body was stiff; after a moment, he slowly softened, his starry eyes half closed, and he stretched his tongue into his mouth and sucked it, as if this was necessary to relieve the heavy depression in his chest.
The two kissed me so much that they forgot their selfishness. Geng Zhao loved her extremely, and could no longer suppress her tumultuous desires, and suddenly hugged her!They stood up from the water, turned around, pressing her upper body against the soft green green, and the two of them spread their lips apart, gasping for a long time.
...I'll give it to your child.Geng Zhao pressed against her forehead, and her thick breath sprayed all over her nose and cheeks, gritting her teeth and saying: Then I will snatch you from the sect leader!You are not allowed to go anywhere, stay by my side obediently, have you heard?
Xianzi actually doesn't understand it very much.She had a stern personality and wanted to ask why, but for some reason, when she heard him say snatching you up, her legs were so wet that she was dripping with flower slurry, and she was so soft that she couldn't get enough energy to ask. She hugged his neck and nodded softly: Yes.Then you give it to my child.
Geng Zhao could no longer bear it. He picked up her slender and straight legs, pressed her round and white knees onto her jade breasts, and tightly clamped them on the shore. The purple-red dragon head, which was as big as a duck egg, found the Taoyuan Valley where the flower slurry frequently leaked without much effort, and could not resist the small fish mouth of Kaishe. Puff! It penetrates hard with greasy juice!
Xianzi whimpered with a whimper, and his two long legs were leaping on his shoulders. A slight redness floated on the water surface. The pure and flawless evidence flowed away with the water in a blink of an eye, and his body belonged only to the husband from now on.
Geng Zhao's desire was too intense, the strings were too rich, and the moss was greasy and smooth, and the angered dragon broke through the door, and even stopped for a moment, the curved dragon pestle was thick with the baby's arms!Until it reached the bottom, it was wrapped in slurry water and penetrated into the virgin path that had never been traced, and suddenly opened the scent like a chicken intestine.Xianzi couldn't even scream, and his slender body kept trembling.
The girl with cold skin all over her body is extremely hot.
Geng Zhao only felt that the penis was inserted into an unimaginable hot and sticky tube. The temperature was so high that it was like a fever when he was in a cold. The angry dragon was soaked in the cold stream, pressing against her smooth thigh skin, and suddenly inserted into this wet and hot tender vagina. Just the sudden change between the extremely cold and extremely hot made the dragon pestle swell for several points, making the girl full of no more space.
Geng Zhao hugged her and fucked her hard, not because she didn't have the idea of being so beautiful, but because she couldn't stop at all.
Xianzi's body was as elastic as a finely forged thin steel sheet, almost folded into a dagger shape, and her knees were tightly pressed against the pair of crispy and peppery breasts. Every time Geng Zhao penetrated, she could still clearly feel her lower abdomen, legs, waist and back, snow thighs... each muscle was tightened into a ball, and the force was violently feedbacked, bringing an ecstatic pinching and tightening.
There was no time to change her posture. Geng Zhao clamped her knees, wrapped her hands around her, pinched her snow thighs slightly bent her thighs and pushed her upwards. The slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-
The Xianzi was inserted into pain and numb, which was completely different from the sect leader's gentle brush and twist on her. Even if the sharp nails were stabbed into her body and a trace of blood was flowing out, it was not as good as the pain of tearing when she broke the melon.But her tolerance for pain is different from that of ordinary people, and the stimulation is too unfamiliar to her, and it grows and falls. Soon she is grabbed by the numbness and beauty of the tender skin. Every time the penis penetrates, she raises her head and her pure cry is particularly charming.
And her legs are also unique.Most women with beautiful legs have outstanding body shapes. Although the proportions are slender and pleasing to the eye from a distance, they have two strong legs when carried on their shoulders. Only the slender legs are as thin as the silk shin, which is not enough to hold in your hand. Even if you kiss them in a close face, you still feel beautiful.
Geng Zhao was jealous of her thin and straight legs that were jumping on her shoulders. She took the jade man forward two steps and put her upper body on the thick straw mat.Xianzi had no neck to hug, but the twisting and twitching inside her body almost drove her crazy. She grabbed the grass with her hands, stretched her slender waist and kept moving. A moan that was both depressed and pure burst out from the gaps of her lips.
Geng Zhao grabbed her ankles and separated them apart. Xianzi didn't know that this posture would make the Yumen tighten twice as tight. Suddenly, the hard object seemed to have become bigger, but the vagina became shallower. He was always pressed against a strange place in the hole, which was sour, beautiful, soft and numb, and a strong sense of urine appeared, but it was completely different from Xiao Jieshi. He pulled his waist, opened his eyes suddenly, shook his head and screamed:
No, no, no...Ah!No...No...No.No.No.No.----!The snow thighs were lifted from the ground, bounced violently like a lobster tail armor. The two beautiful legs were stretched straight, and even the equalized snow toes became spasms.
The man laughed without thinking when he heard that she was not in a daze. The dragon pestle was clamped by the flesh wall and lifted upwards. The swollen meat mushroom suddenly became a barb, firmly embedded, unable to take it out. But the tender skin was so oily that it was indescribable. Although it was clamped with the penis, it still rubbed against the flesh when it twisted, and it was like entering the fish's belly, and it couldn't be swallowed inward.
The pleasure was too strong, and Geng Zhao could hardly hold on. As soon as the semen was loosened, the thick semen squirted out and fell on her wet and cold soft chest.
Xianzi greeted the man's penis, and felt a heat flow filled the heart of his legs, coming fiercely and quickly, and instinctively retreating; unexpectedly, his hands and feet were sore and soft, and as soon as he struggled, the silky slurry had filled the small vagina with a full flow. The warm liquid ironed the honey meat, leaving the afterglow of the numb beauty in the deepest part.
She suddenly felt relieved, hugged the man on her body, closed her eyes and gasped.
Geng Zhao was exhausted both physically and mentally, and after venting her desires, she fell asleep deeply.I don’t know how long it took, but half-dream and half-awake suddenly thought: ...My body is heavy, isn’t it that I crushed her?He suddenly opened his eyes and found that he was lying on the grass. His sweat had been cleaned up. Xianzi sat slanted by his legs, his long wet hair was gathered in front of his chest, and his snow-white butt was facing him, revealing his tender and red soles of his feet.
She wiped his penis with a wet cloth towel in one hand, and noticed that there was something wrong with breathing. She knew that he had woken up and turned around and said: I'll clean it up for you.All are blood.Gengzhao was full of love, caressing her soft and smooth thighs and said: That is your most precious virginity, and the girl only has once in her life.
Xianzi frowned slightly.Fortunately, it was only once.Bi Jin Chuang hurts, a little uncomfortable.
Geng Zhao was both pity and love, and was funny, so she patted her butt and sat up.It's my turn to clean it up for you.come over!Xianzi was a little embarrassed and said quietly: Let's wait a moment.Geng Zhao thought she was too painful when she broke the melon, so she couldn't move. She thought it was because she was not good, so she became more caring.
Xianzi couldn't resist his question and said honestly: Your... has been flowing out, I can't move around now.
Sure enough, her lotus root arm was sandwiched between her legs, covering the jade clam with her left hand, and the falling red semen kept flowing out from her fingers. The semen that turned into thin slurry was sandwiched with a rosy red color, just like bloody porridge, which was lined with the jade fingers, and the two petals of flowery lips that had not faded and were half exposed and half covered. The picture was extremely lustful.
He became hard at first sight, and the Fengfeng returned to his eyes. He smiled and took the cloth towel and pulled her little hand away. The remaining semen was blocked and flowed all over the ground in scatter.In this way, can you still have children?Xianzi was a little worried.Geng Zhao held back her laughter and hugged her in her arms, and said seriously: It's okay.If you are worried that you will not be able to give birth, let’s do it a few more times.
Xianzi thought about it, and suddenly said: You and her do it every night, do she want to have a baby?Geng Zhao knew that she was referring to baby Jin'er, and her face was slightly red: Sure enough, they all told them to take a look.I wanted to stammer, but I was afraid that the speaker would be unintentional, but I taught my baby Jin'er to listen. It would be bad for her to make her sad. After thinking about it, I said:
Doing this is not just for having children.If a man and a woman are in love and have deep feelings, she can do such things.
Xianzi thought something and asked for a moment: Since this matter is not giving birth, what is it called?
Geng Zhao's heart was filled with joy, intercourse, and even Dunlun. Just as he was about to explain, Cute suddenly had the idea of a prank, coughing twice, and he was serious.This kind of thing is called doing it.If you want to give birth, you have to let me fuck you a few more times before you can get pregnant.
Xianzi is a good child who was taught. He wanted to nod, but suddenly found a problem.
Why isn’t I fuck you, but you fuck me?Geng Zhao was speechless for a moment, but fortunately, he was quick to clarify.It is called "fuck" if a man's penis is inserted into a woman's body.Therefore, I can only say that I am fucking you, not you are fucking me.
Xianzi suddenly realized.It's okay to say you can fuck me, right?
Geng Zhao was very happy and said seriously: Very very, Xianzi is really smart.Come on, say it a few more times to avoid forgetting.Xianzi nodded obediently and recited softly: If you want to give birth, I want you to do it a few more times.If you want to give birth, I want you to have a few more times.If she wanted to give birth to a child... Geng Zhao was blushing and her ears were hot when she heard it, she felt that these vulgar words were indescribable.Xianzi recited it several times as he said, and suddenly looked up:
Do you want to fuck me now?
Geng Zhao's lustful thoughts were revealed, and he was feeling guilty, but he saw Xianzi stretching out his hand and gently holding his erect dragon pestle. The cold and smooth finger touch made the pestle swollen and more wide. The dragon's head kept moving, and the taste was wonderful.He couldn't speak for a moment. Even Fu Chijin, who had always been bold in the boudoir, had never asked him in such a frank and natural tone.
Um.For some reason, he just wanted to respond honestly without any slight slightest correction.
Xianzi's thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and suddenly she showed a relieved expression, and the corners of her mouth moved slightly.
This was the first time Geng Zhao saw her smiling.
very nice.Now, I want to be fucked by you.Xianzi stepped onto his waist and put his raised thin nipples in front of him.The moment her jade legs were raised, Geng Zhao saw her pussy that was swollen and red as a rose with dew, exuding a sweet and seductive lewd fragrance.
...You fuck me a few more times, okay?
Back cover soldier design: Looking for the truth
The ground under Li Mankuang's feet was barren at an unimaginable speed. It was already yellow and yellow, but the dead grass quickly dried up and wilted. It kept making a light crackling sound, revealing the mud below and sanded immediately.Li Mankuang couldn't help laughing to the sky, and his thin voice with a mixeda cough was like a howling, which made people unbearable to listen.
catastrophe!This is a catastrophe from heaven!God, why can I not die alone?Why am I alone?
The blood of the Buddha in heaven seemed to sense his madness, like an evil beast swaying his teeth and claws, and the blood light became brighter.Almost at the same time, a dazzling white light burst out from the forest. Feng Huang turned around in surprise and saw Geng Zhao covering her belly with her hands and looking in pain. The amazing light penetrated her fingers, no less than the blood of the Buddha in the hands of her senior brother.
Geng... Brother Geng!This is-- Feng Huang was so surprised that he couldn't speak. He felt that he was harmed by the evil energy of the Buddha's blood. He turned around and shouted: Senior Brother!Can you put away that thing first?Brother Geng couldn't stand it - suddenly heard a tiger roar, and the young man stood up high, and white light spread in all directions between his navel, flowing around his body like a light shield; after a long time being reflected by the white light, the discomfort of the rapid withering of essence, blood and vital energy faded away greatly, and he was stunned: Could this white light... be able to withstand the erosion of the blood of the Buddha in the sky?Before he could speak, Geng Zhao had adjusted his breath and strode towards the Lin Aside!
Geng Zhao's feelings were stronger than him.
I thought that the Hualizhu would lose control again, or it might sense the crisis and leave the host's body on its own; after a brief resonance with the blood of the Buddha in heaven, I suddenly found that the erosion of the red light was actually separated by the white light, and I remembered that Shuyujie once said that the Hualizhu was transformed by the remaining body of the real dragon.The blood of the Heavenly Buddha is the proof of the covenant between the Heavenly Buddha Thorn and Xuan Lin. Since the two sides are in an equal relationship, it is not surprising that the Hualizhu has the power to fight against the blood of the Heavenly Buddha.
He decided to take a risk, walked straight towards Li Man, carefully observed the strife between the red light and the white light, and whispered: Brother Li!I may have a way to deal with it, please hand over the Buddha's blood to me!The erosion of the Buddha's blood in the sky was suddenly stopped, as if there was infinite vitality in his foot. It was not until the heel of the boot left the ground and the terrifying scene of the scorched sand continued to operate.
Li Man's crazy phoenix eyes suddenly opened, and the burgundy demon's eyes burst out with strange light, as if he saw a glimmer of hope. He raised his spread palm forward and pointed Geng Zhao with the blood of the Buddha in the sky, hoping to find a second person who was not afraid of the monster.
Geng Zhao walked within twenty steps and felt the confrontational force gushing out of Hualizhu began to cause a burden.Li Zhu's Qi's power was extremely unstable. If there was no matching internal force suppression, he would be a little bit uncontrollably. In the battle to kill Yue thief, he even sucked his internal breath to protect himself.
The white light-piercing pearls were shaking violently. When the restlessness had been over the same day, it seemed that it would explode and shatter in an instant.Geng Zhao was forced to squeeze out the strength from his limbs and inject it into Lizhu. This was the second time he spent all his strength in a day within twelve hours. He was much more skillful than when he intervened with Feng and Nie. He felt more numb to the pain of the dry oil and the lamp. He gritted his teeth and encouraged him, and finally broke through the ten-step range.
Just step back!The man in black with long hair danced his sleeves against the wind, lowered his eyelids, and whispered:
You have done your best, Brother Geng.Regardless of the foreign object you carry, it does not fully resist the blood of the Buddha.Unless there is a second green gauze woven bag in the world, I can only collect this evil thing in person to delay its devouring of the vitality of all things.
Geng Zhao gritted his teeth and said: Brother Li... Brother Li must seek medical treatment as soon as possible to avoid... A touch of warm and sticky nose, and he saw blood stains on his hands.He endured the pain and discomfort of the rushing pain and discomfort and walked closer to three steps, trembling all over, holding his hands in his chest, lowering his head and hunching his back, and forcing his steps to take a long time. He had to rest for every step, as if he was walking in an invisible storm.
Li Mankuang laughed unconsciously.If you hadn't risked your life-threatening death, I would have laughed at you for being hypocritical.Why do Murong Rou still care about the life or death of others?You are indeed not his direct origin.Geng Zhao saw that he accidentally put down the Buddha's blood in heaven, untie the knife and sheathed, and said with hissing: Li...Brother Li, please hand over the Buddha's blood, otherwise, I'm not polite!
Feng Huang saw him showing his weapon, but his senior brother was as decaying as the dry grass in the wind, and he was worried and anxious: How could he reach the point of war?Stepping out of the forest, I felt dizzy and my internal organs were painful, especially my spine. Even he, who claimed to be a tough guy, couldn't bear it. He was shocked by the power of the Buddha's blood, so he had to stagger backwards and whistle and whistle:
Geng... Brother Geng!My senior brother is weak, don’t... With a bad sound, he turned his head and vomited a mouthful of green and yellow water, and knelt on the ground with his chest, unable to move for a while.
Li Man laughed wildly.How can a weak person maintain the blood of the Buddha in heaven!He picked up the rod wrapped in white cloth and waved it, and most of the black rod suddenly flew out, revealing the long straight blade of Qingfeng Jiren.It turned out that the straight staff in his hand that was taller than a man was actually a single-width sword to kill horses!
The so-called "Ma-killing Sword" is like Xianzi's ancient sword love sword spirit snake sword. It is both made of swords in the old days and is not available now.Some people may use Tang Dao, but this one is the only one who kills Ma Jian, and there is no more semicolon.
The knife was about three fingers wide and more than nine feet long. It was taller vertically than an adult man. The handle of the knife was about half. It was straight and had no curves. The thigh was only a small square ring. It was no wonder that it was installed with a scabbard and would be mistaken for a long staff.The blade is engraved with four characters of the forbidden treasure above, and the white silk ribbon is wrapped in the knife ring at the end of the handle.
The Li family was a famous family of martial scholars. After Canghai Confucianism withdrew from the historical stage in the past, the Li family still served as a senior official under the Donghai and Yangtu royal powers. They were rank as the third duke and were awarded a sword to beheaded by the horse, named Shangfang.The Li family combines the benefits of swords, swords and long soldiers, and becomes a unique branch in the Wushu clan. Although Li Mankuang's nine-foot long sword was not left by his ancestors, it inherited the name passed down from generation to generation by the family and is still called "upper".
He held the sword above the horse and slashed his arm, held the Buddha's blood and leaned on the sheath as a stick to support his body. The long blade flashed with a ferocious green light and swept out suddenly!Seven steps away, Geng Zhao suddenly felt the light of the sword and the wind was pressing down on his body. He had only time to move forward with the knife and sheath. With a clanging sound, his whole person was smashed out and it was already ten feet away. When he got up, his arm still trembled. The blade was rolled up, like hitting a golden bell of a bronze tripod, which was particularly shrill.
This fall was only ten steps away from the edge of the forest. Geng Zhao's arms were sore and soft. The black beads between the navel suddenly became dim. The white light protecting his body quickly faded. He curled up on the dead grass and sand and spasmed and twitched. Blood flowed out of his eyes, ears and nose, and the erosion ability of the Tian Buddha blood continued to work.
Li Mankuang couldn't put away the knife, so he threw the scabbard off, pinched the broken green silk woven bag and pressed it on his chest, dragged the knife back to the hole, and said with a hiss: "Don't worry, pull the person back!"Feng Huang flew over and rushed back with the limp Geng Zhao, pouring water and medicine to rescue him.
When I opened my eyes again, I saw stars everywhere, cold and owls crying. Although it was a landscape in the forest, what I saw was different from the sun.Geng Zhao sat up, and the covered felt slipped to his waist. His dizziness and nausea had not yet faded. He stroked the forehead and adjusted his breath, suppressing his nausea. He found a strange forest gap with a bonfire beside him.Under the shadow of the tree opposite the fire, Feng Huang covered his cloak with his head resting on his arms, closed his eyes and said:
Don't rush to get up, drink more water and reconcile it, or you'll vomit it all the time.That thing is so powerful. I drag you out for a mile away, and I feel dizzy. If I stay for a while, I will not have enough life to play.After pressing his waist, he frowned unconsciously: Damn it!It hurts me so much.Could it be that it is a kidney failure?
He said nothing.Geng Zhao forced himself to sit for a while, and suddenly bent down and vomited a lot of sour water until his abdomen was empty and he still retching. He had to lie back obediently and raise his head and neck with felt to feel more comfortable.
What's the name of the treasure in your pocket?I think it's amazing.Even though it is not as good as the Buddha's blood in heaven, it is rare.Feng Huang carried him to this point, and when he took care of him, he did not take off his clothes and peeked at him, thinking that it was the pearls and jade stored in the clothes.When I saw someone wake up, I couldn't help but be curious and asked about the origin of the treasure.
Geng Zhao thought to himself: Brother Feng is open and honest.If someone else is changed, you will see it, why should you wait?I did not dare to reveal the secret of transforming the Lizhu, but only said: It was a gem I got by chance, which had the ability to ward off evil spirits and eliminate filth, and I have really saved me several times.I thought I could resist the evil power of the Buddha's blood, but how could I know... Alas!I don't know where I am, and asked again:
Where is Brother Li?Is he okay?
have no idea.I didn't see you later and didn't know what the situation was.Close your eyes and smiled happily:
My senior brother’s swordsmanship is very powerful, right?It is not easy for you to take him head-on with a horse-killing sword.
Thinking of the agile green wing that was longer than the tip of a whip and like a dragon, his arms were still a little sore and numb.Such a heavy, sharp, broken and cracked the wind and earth, let alone cutting the horse, even the thousand-pound stone lion thrown in the air could be divided into two. Geng Zhao was still scared and shook his head and smiled: Brother Li is really amazing!A simple sword can destroy a new sword.
Feng Huang sighed: He looks so weak, but the strength on the knife... I won't say it, it's weird anyway.What happened to my senior brother that day?
Geng Zhao didn't know the depth of Li Mankuang's martial arts skills. After taking him a knife, he couldn't help but think of the man in black who had the most powerful martial arts skills he said.With Li Mankuang's skills, he had never even had a single round in front of that person. What kind of martial arts should he have?
He had a mess of consciousness in his mind and was extremely uncomfortable. He couldn't understand for a long time and became more irritable and murmured:
Brother Feng, now...what should we do?
Feng Huang was silent for a while before he opened his eyes and looked at the starry sky, and said with a smile: Go back and report to the general, tell me about my senior brother and the blood of the Buddha. Murong Rou is extremely smart, and maybe there will be a way.If he doesn't understand human words and insists on seeing what the hell is. If you pull him up the mountain, my senior brother will be happy to take him with Buddha's blood to save trouble for everyone.
Geng Zhao found that except for Ren Xuan, the disciples under the Daohou, were not respectful to Feng Huang or Li Mankuang, and most of them called Murong's name directly; occasionally adding the word "General" is also mostly ridiculous, which is similar to most East China Sea warriors.
Feng Huang smiled and said: Brother, I'm going to be honest. If I hadn't known you today, I would have had a little more disgust towards Murong Rou.He doesn't like people in the martial arts world, and we people in the martial arts world don't like him either. We are polite and honest.After meditating for a moment, he still shook his head:
My master's behavior has a deep meaning, but I really don't understand that my master is an idle cloud and wild crane, but he has been abnormal over the years and asked me to serve Murong. If not, why would the elder brother be troubled by the blood of the Buddha in heaven?It’s okay that Ren Xuan came from a family of officials. We are so rough, we are not seeking knowledge and wealth. What’s the point of being able to stick to the general?The official battlefield is not a place to practice swords and realize the truth.
Geng Zhao originally wanted to defend the general, but he heard that he had no malice towards Murong Rou, but he just didn't like to be restrained. In order to avoid getting darker and darker, he simply refused to answer and said: Brother Feng, why don't you ask Dao Hou?Only he knows what he means.
Feng Huang shook his head.My teacher has been in seclusion, I haven't seen you for a long time.In recent years, I have been traveling abroad with letters and greetings.
Geng Zhao saw that he looked sad. He thought that the task assigned by the general made them separate from their master and disciple. He did not dare to ask more questions, so he turned to look at the rock wall.Even if you bring back the news, what should Brother Li do with his body?The power of Buddha's blood that day was simply unstoppable. Even if the general was extremely wise, he could not fight against evil things.If Brother Li is delayed from seeking medical treatment, I am afraid it will be a big deal.
How could it be unstoppable?The ghost was hidden in the He family in Xiaoyangbao for many years, and no trouble had happened.
Brother Feng means...
Green silk.That thing is the nemesis of Tianfo Blood. If my senior brother hadn't accidentally cut the bag, he wouldn't have caused such a fuss today.Find another green gauze woven bag, and then put it in and out?
Feng Huang shrugged and smiled, his eyes turning to the distance.
Don't worry, brother, it's all coincidence!I just happened to know where to go to find it.
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After one night, the two men recovered most of their physical strength and internal strength. They got up early the next morning and followed the same road down the mountain.The road down the mountain is more difficult than going up the mountain. It took more than two hours to return to the plain. He saw two figures, one big and one small, waiting at the entrance of the mountain. It was the son of Xianzi and Qiaozi Gui Jinwu.
The boy was sitting on an old tree stump, leaning forward slightly, staring at the mountain road like a wolf. Until he found the traces of the two, he still didn't move. He just raised his eyebrows and leaked a trace of his mood that finally came.damn it!I like this guy the more I look at him.Feng Huang smiled and said, "It's more suitable for practicing swords than you."
You can praise him, is it necessary to harm me?Geng Zhao smiled bitterly.Brother Feng thinks what is wrong with me?
Your grandmother.Feng Huang smiled and put his hands on his chest.
Whether you intervene in my fight with Nie Yuse or take a blow from my senior brother, it is extremely dangerous and requires great skills.You do these things but don’t fight for victory. You just want to explain the truth, so you put others and yourself in danger without knowing it.There is a knife clearly on your body, but unfortunately you are not the one who uses the knife.
Have a knife on his body?
A wise man does not do secret things in his eyes.Feng Huang smiled and said:
Brother Geng, as soon as I saw your hands, eyes and body skills, I knew that you were a knife practitioner and possessed the best sword skills. Even if you use the martial arts of the Sword Qi Palace, it is still a sword rather than a sword.If the old brother says something unpleasant, don’t be angry: the person who teaches you how to practice sword skills will practice swords into your daily life, and it will be as natural as drinking water and breathing, but you don’t teach you the swordsman’s mind.You are like a furry child walking in the market with gold. Everyone envies you for your wealth, but you don’t know that you have huge sums of money.
Geng Zhao originally thought it was about teaching Wushuang quick killing, but the more he listened, the more he became, the more strange it was: Old Hu had only been teaching skills for a few days, so he could not practice swords, sits and lie down, and he had never worshipped other masters, let alone practice swords.Feng Huang is a master of swordsmanship and there is no need to whisper casually. Could it be that he was just a mistake?
What is the swordsman’s mind?He couldn't help asking.
Each sect is different.Feng Huang put away his smile and said seriously: Just like what I asked Feng Dao’s mind method, it means that there is no regret when you leave, which is different from what my teacher taught.The Heart Art combined with the sword technique can make you half the effort with twice the effort. Some schools of sword techniques cannot even be practiced without the Heart Art.But your condition is extremely special. You have the hands and eyes of the knife first, but the heart technique is blank, which I have never heard of.
Geng Zhao knew that he had no sword skills, and he had no choice but to finish the enemy. After using the Wushuang Quick Slash, he had no choice but to take action. He barely counted the half-stage Silk Horse Sword Technique taught by Silkworm Niang. It was really unremarkable. He could only jump faster and jump higher than others, and the inexhaustible true energy of the green fire.
The reason why it is easier to hold a knife is just because I accompanied Uncle Muji to chop firewood when I was a child.If Uncle Muji did not respond to the hatchet, but to the fire stick, would he have become a good player today?Even Geng Zhao shook her head and smiled bitterly.
Feng Huang patted his shoulder.You are so fond of reasoning. Maybe one day you really think of a reason for you, which is the day when your swordsmanship is perfect.Before this, if you feel confused, you might as well think more about your initial feelings of practicing swords.My mentor often says: Among the simplest things, there are often the most truths hidden.
The two walked down the mountain, and the boy jumped up from the stump. The pretty Xianzi still had no expression, and her fair and beautiful face was cold. Geng Zhao remembered what he said yesterday, and suddenly felt sorry for her and said in a low voice: Sorry, I didn't keep my word and didn't go back yesterday.
Xianzi ignored it. Seeing that his clothes were torn and wounds were all over his body, he just said: I brought you clothes.Find a place to wash it, then apply medicine and bandage it.
Then I won't bother you.Feng Huang winked at him and leaned closer and said, "I'll go find a bag, you told Murong to ask him to give him some time."Within three days at the latest, I will go to Yuepu to find you.Geng Zhao was surprised: Brother Feng isn’t with me?When looking for knitting bags, I can also help.
Feng Huang smiled and said: You can't interfere in this matter.It seems to have a deep meaning.Let Geng Zhao persuade him, but his intentions remain unshakable.
Geng Zhao had no choice but to tell Zhuquehang's address. Yin asked: I have a mansion here, and I welcome Brother Feng to stay.Feng Huang bowed and said goodbye, and stroked the young man's head: Lead me and find the nearest restaurant!The boy shook his head to avoid his palm, glared at the wolf's eyes, and walked forward silently.
Geng Zhao was dressed in rags and it was difficult for him to return to Yuepu City. Fortunately, Xianzi was careful and saw that he had not returned from sunset. He expected that something would happen, so he came to his room at midnight.Fu Chijin woke up from sleep, and her hair was messy and her breasts were exposed. When she saw her appearance, she guessed in her heart. She neatly picked up her body, boots and socks and tied her bags, tied her back, and smiled and said: Go and bring him back to me, do you know?Xianzi stepped on a fast horse, and before the time of Mao arrived, he rushed back to Luliu Village, found the boy surnamed Gui to lead the way, and waited at the entrance of the mountain.
There is a clear stream flowing by the remote forest at the foot of the mountain. Gengzhao found a small stream like a dome. When the water flows to the crescent dome, it flattens, forming a crescent-shaped pool.The sun shines in the forest, and it sprinkles from the gaps on the top of the head. Thick moss grows near the roots of the tree. The thick green vegetation is covered with soil and rocks along the stream, like a piece of tapesty.
Geng Zhao asked Xianzi to avoid it for a while, quickly took off his clothes and walked into the river bay.The spring cold water was extremely biting, and the deep and shallow wounds on the body sank into the cold stream water. Unexpectedly, itching was a little bit itchy, as if the wound was frozen by the ice water, and he closed his mouth in the blink of an eye.
The stream was less than half of his body. He sat on the reefs in the stream with thick and soft moss, with only his lips exposed to the water surface. The cows drank the living water in the stream. The spiritual platform suddenly became clear and extremely comfortable.Clear water seems to be very effective in relieving the harm of the Buddha's blood. Last night, the two of them vomited continuously, and they also relieved it by drinking water. Now that they are immersed in the cold stream, they feel like they are resurrected.
(What a terrible blood of the Buddha!)
If the demon sword is terrifying, it is a tangible and material thing after all; the Lizhu is terrifying, and it can be suppressed by powerful internal force... The terror of the blood of the Buddha in heaven is beyond the reach of people. It is not only the unique martial arts or the rare magical weapon that can resist, but even if it is a thousand troops, a city and a country, what can it do?If such evil things are brought to the Three Vehicles Dharma Assembly and taken out from the green silk, it is the time when everyone dies, and no one is lucky.There is nothing more powerful in the world than this.
Do scholars from the Yangtu Monks know that the hard work of thousands of years has come from their families, and are they looking for such things?If you don’t know, what exactly is the purpose of the person who made the precious blood appear and stirring people’s hearts at the beginning?If you know, who proposed to use the blood of the Buddha as the token of the Three Vehicles of Dharma King?
Geng Zhao didn't dare to think about it anymore.
Even though the mystery is like a messy line, the truth is still surrounded by a lot of fog, but the conspiracy and treacherous aura that radiates from the fog is so strong that it cannot be dissipated, which is terrifying.If Gu Muyuan wanted to ignore the layers of protection and kill General Zhendong in one fell swoop at the Dharma Conference, Tianfo Blood was indeed a very neat move and sent a swan to grab it, which seemed reasonable.
The only accident was that Li Man crazyly destroyed the Bilingwei woven bag, the Tian Buddha blood lost control, and deprived all life regardless of the enemy. This chess goal was no longer useful.So Gu Muquan released the demon sword Ligu, and arranged Xiaoyangbao into the raging appearance of the demon sword, with the purpose of diverting the focus and erasing the connection between the He family and the blood of the Buddha, so as to avoid other people from discovering traces of Guzhao intervening.
Li Ju is in Gu Ying... No, it should be said that Gu Muyuan always plays a similar role.
The Fenghuo Lianwu case, Ligu aims to show his strength to the Lord of the Seven Profounds, attract them to join the alliance, and burn them through the headquarter to give Leimen He a sufficient reason to watch the battle between the queen and the Buddhist son, and even completely isolated General Zhendong in the extremely critical expulsion of refugees.
--The help from the general one by one seems to be the established strategy of Guzhui.In this case, can all the actions of removing the general's arm and helping him reasonably suspect that Guzhe secretly intervene?
(For example... Yue Chenfeng.)
As we all know, Yue Chenfeng is the chief military agent around Murong Rou. He has excellent martial arts skills. No matter how bad he does, if there is that guy by his side, no matter when and where, it will be extremely difficult to kill Murong Rou.Judging from the strength shown in Yue Thief's last battle, whether it is the Gu Muquan who is surprised by Qifeng Pavilion or the Mr. Gui who has repeatedly fought, Geng Zhao didn't think he could do anything to easily defeat Yue Chenfeng.
In getting rid of Yue Chenfeng, Guzhui must have exerted strength!The question is at which link, and who made the secret stakes of Guzhui, or even a part of Guzhui?
The most suspected one is naturally Shuyujie.
The Five Emperors Cave was humiliated and oppressed by Yue Thief for many years, and Lei Dan made everyone worse than death. As the sect leader, it would be natural for Shu Yujie to cooperate with Gu She and plan to turn things around.From her masked participation in the action, to the fact that Old God Xue called the killing move that was penetrated by the sword as the only bead of the spirit snake forever, there were many hidden behind Shuyujie, and they might be controlled by Guzhao, and they helped Ba Yue Zhanfeng.
Since the incident with A Wan, Geng Zhao's favorability for her has decreased greatly, and she has gradually become less trustworthy than before. Once the thief was eliminated, Shu Yujie revealed her true face, and regarded the mysterious women as tools and indulging Qiong Fei, which also made Geng Zhao feel quite complained.The general's words were still in his ears, and Geng Zhao tried his best not to let prejudice hinder his judgment. During the night of the Burning River, Shu Yujie did not get along with Mr. Gui, otherwise the Ranhongxia would not be able to escape... But if it weren't for her, who else would be suspicious?
Geng Zhao's head hurts so much that he thought, and he didn't realize it until the sound of footsteps came to the back of his head.
It was the familiar light steps of Xianzi, and the faint fragrance of her body.You wait for me again.He sank his head into the water, letting Qingxi, who was as cold as a knife, scrape off the swelling and pain remaining between the skull of the neck and the back. After a while, he splashed out of the water and closed his eyes and said:
...I'm really tired.You let me spend some time alone...it won't be too long.
Xianzi did not answer.But Gengzhao knew it was her, so he rested on the fragrant grass along the stream and relaxed his body.
There was a rustling sound, as if the clothes were rubbing gently, and the faint fragrance of the virgin on Xianzi's body suddenly became fragrant. When he opened his eyes, he saw a snow-white and round legs exploring into the water, scattering the ripples, and his slender curves were flawless, and his shoes and socks were removed, and he was naked.
Geng Zhao's mouth and tongue are dry, and the word "Xianzi" is full of thorns in the throat and cannot be vomited out.
She didn't know when she took off her clothes, supported the stream bank covered with green grass, and then poked her long legs down. From the side, her slender waist was extremely thin, and her two pointed breasts were more prominent. What's strange is that such a slender body had no trace of bony and skin, and her fair skin was extremely transparent; the snow thighs rubbed against the green grass, and it kept trembling when it entered the water, which was even smoother than almond tofu. It was hard to imagine how the two snow buttocks that were so thin and grinded out of jade board could be so soft?
Xianzi's thighs are very thin, only slightly thicker than Geng Zhao's upper arms, and the proportion is incredibly slender. With the slenderer and straight shin of the calves, it is not as straight as a human being.The girls Geng Zhao knew in his life were all beautiful with the beauty of being tall and tall. Xue Yanqing's long legs were even more attractive and inconsistent with her stern personality. However, when it comes to the words "fine" and "right" are not comparable to Xianzi.
She stood in the water, her plump mons pubis floating on the water like a snow bun - it was the only bulge between her flat belly - only a small pinch of curly swayed on the water, rippling by the gurgling stream water, and there was a seductive and heartless mèi in her purity.
The two met naked last time. They were in the unmanned room of Yuepuyi. The windows and doors were closed and the light was dark. Geng Zhao only remembered her stunning whiteness, extremely compact small anus, and the softness that was incomparable to the appearance when she held the two sharp pepper breasts from behind.It was not until today that he realized that the strings, which stood like snow plum blossoms, were so beautiful.
She is perfect for standing, especially in the water.
The slender arms and thighs are not even left alone. The fully trained muscles are like the most suitable silk dance clothes, which are against her perfect skeleton with wide shoulders, long neck, and chest and back.Such beauty is from the inside out, and no rouge or magical woven can be modified.The naked Xianzi was not embarrassed - perhaps because she had not learned it yet - it was like the mountain spirit floating out of the stream, without any trace of fireworks all over her body.
Geng Zhao swallowed his saliva, but the stream water failed to curb the desire. On the contrary, the male symbol between his legs was raised like a knife, and the scalp of his skin burst out when he touched the cold stream water, which turned into a needle-like pain, which made the penis even more ferocious, like a provoking beast.
He was confused by the faint out of control desire.
Long before the Fenghuo Serial Dock, Geng Zhao found that he was extremely eager for the woman's body, and that crazy need could not even bear the rich baby Jin'er.In order to avoid hurting his beloved woman, he added intentions to suppress it, but the headache-inducing disease recurred again, his self-control became weaker, and he reached a peak at the night of Burning River, and he lost control and occupied Lei Mingyao.
When I was rescued by the silkworm girl and took me to Mèi'er's temple to soak in a hot spring for healing, the inexplicable desire disappeared again. Even if I fought with Mèi'er to death, I never got out of control and went crazy like that night.
He once guessed that the silkworm girl had done something to suppress her manic desire. However, yesterday, she tried her best to deal with the Buddha blood in the sky. The inexplicable evil fire in her body was opened again. She was unaware of it when she dragged her life down the mountain. At this moment, Xianzi's beautiful naked body was close at hand, and her rushing desire suddenly became uncontrollable.
Such a scene seems familiar to Geng Zhao.
In the tunnel of the secret room of Bata Bao Lei Tingwan, he was afraid that he would violate Xianzi and keep a distance.The difference is that in the crisis-ridden enemy formation, facing the chaotic and unknown road ahead, we only need to persevere, after all, we cannot obey desires regardless of everything.But in the quiet mountain stream, the green shade was covered with green eyes, and both of them were naked. He suddenly felt that everything was unreal. The shockingly beautiful white female body in front of him seemed to be not a string, but a mountain ghost who had been lonely for thousands of years, longing for the man's male body...
Xianzi walked towards him with the water.
String...string!Don't... don't...
Reason was only a slight short of being at the same time. He didn't understand why the situation was so, but Xianzi didn't give him time to hesitate.
Her face was expressionless, just like usual, her slender fingers pressed on his chest, raised her round and slender thighs, and her white and slender thighs.He lifted it out of the water and sat on him like this. The angry dragon was pressed by a slit and pressed against his muscular lower abdomen, not sure it was his crotch or honey lips.
Xianzi's skin was cold, smooth and thin, like some kind of nephrite, as if it had no pores.Geng Zhao was afraid that his scorching breath would blow her away, but his pounding chest could not hold back his breath, and the banging sound echoed between the two.Xianzi Qing'er listened for a moment, showing a confused expression, her appearance was so cute that it made him have a violent erection, and it was already in pain.
You won't get down again... He was shocked when he spoke.His hoarse voice was not like him at all, and he was no different from a beast.I will…do something bad.Why do you... want to... do this?
Xianzi touched his chest as if he was familiar with a strange weapon.The fine and cool fingers made him twitch twice, and the erect and angry dragon raised his head up as if he was about to lift the girl up, and squeezed into the crack ruthlessly.Xianzi pulled his fingertips and felt a warm liquid at the bottom of the seam. Compared to the many women he had tasted, she even seemed too cold to warm, which was different from others.
This strange feeling didn't make her particularly panic.
The day after Ran Hongxia was rescued, the sect leader looked for her.Everyone went out to find him, and she wanted to go, but the orders of the sect leader should not be violated - although she had violated them once.Violating the sect leader will be punished.
The sect leader closed the doors and windows, and took off her clothes one by one until she was naked.She thought she wanted to be whipped. She had seen her companions in Qianxingdu take off their clothes and be punished. After beating, they were almost dead, but they were even worse than death.She made herself try not to imagine.Although she is slow to respond to emotions, including fear, it does not mean she will not be afraid.The sect leader caressed her body as if he was playing with some beloved gadget, pinched her breasts and weighed the weight in his hands, and finally let her lie flat on the couch and gently rub the center of her legs with her fingertips.
Xianzi felt as if she was floating in the clouds, and she couldn't lift her strength softly.
--If this is a punishment, it would be fine if you die like this.
Such thoughts passed by her mind more than once.
Do you like him?While rubbing her, the sect leader held her cheek and joking, like a prank little girl.She rarely sees the sect leader like this, but what makes her even more confused is the sect leader's problem.
What is like?
It's OK, I already know.The sect leader's fingertips made a rich and sticky slurry sound. She couldn't help but straighten her legs, and her tight body began to tremble.
Has he worked on you like this?The sect leader asked with a smile.
No...no.
I haven't touched you!It sounds a bit disappointed.
Touch... Touched.
But not here?The sect leader was stunned and suddenly laughed. His fingertips moved down with malicious intentions, sank into her peach-like snow-covered thighs....Is it here?
The memory he touched in the wing room woke up again. Her body leaked out water like a demon, and her flat belly kept spasming. She squeezed the clear juice like lychewed, and sprayed it out in large batches.
She instinctively covered her belly and turned to the side, trying to use a lying position to relieve the spasm, but her knees were so soft that they could not hold it up. Her raised vagina shot out water arrows like clams, which were more and more powerful than usual. She sprayed the gauze curtains, and the veil that was full of juice could not bear it anymore, and dripped a dripping bed.
The Sect Master laughed with a whisper, as if she was not angry about the fact that she had dirty the brocade couch. She pressed Xianzi, who was breathing, looked down at the girl's empty and lost eyes, and smiled: Remember, don't let him touch your butt again.There is a thick and large thing between a man's legs, so you have to let him stuff that thing into it.The index finger and ring finger gently push away her trembling lip, and thrust the middle finger with sharp nails, and stabbed it mercilessly-
There is really a thick and big thing in the heart of a man’s legs.
Xianzi had no doubt about the sect leader's words, pressed his chest with both hands, and his round and soft little butt slid back and forth, just like riding a horse.Geng Zhao moaned, feeling the sticky flower lip rubbing on the penis. Xianzi's labia were very small, but not a wet and hot ball, but a clear outline like a fish's mouth. It moves like two orchid petals dipped in honey and painted back and forth on a dragon pestle. While it is comfortable, even the shape of the petals can be clearly felt, and the sticky and fresh sucked by the fish's mouth is indescribable.
He grabbed her waist and wanted to stop her from teasing her, but he could no longer loosen his fingers as soon as they fell into two balls of soft snow.The women of Black Island all have the beauty of soft buttocks. Qi Yuan, A Wan, Qiong Fei and even Shu Yujie themselves are all plump and big and round. The thin strings can be said to be an anomaly among them. Unexpectedly, they don’t let the slightest snowy buttocks, and the thin buttocks are still pinched and the snow overflows the gaps of their fingers. It’s hard to imagine where this plump feel comes from.
He almost wanted to grab her and lift it up. The tip of the pestle faced the tiny fish lips that could not be sucked, and pushed it up hard - suppressing the fiery lustful thoughts. Geng Zhao forced himself to remain motionless and said with hissing: Qian... Qianzi!We are friends, friends... friends shouldn't do this.Listen to me...
Xianzi persistently rubbed him, his clear eyes high, with a terrifying light.I don't want to be friends with you anymore.I'm leaving you.This is even more awake than pouring cold water. Geng Zhao was stunned when she heard this and struggled to sit up.What did you say?
I want to go back to the sect leader.Xianzi's tone was still cold.If she closed her eyes, she would never imagine that the two of them were hugging each other nakedly. She kept thrusting her little butt and grinding his hot and thick penis with her warm and wet lips, just one step away from being one.The sect leader said that as long as you are pregnant with your child, I will let me go back.Can you please give me a child?
Anyone who hears a beautiful girl say this can't help but be excited.Geng Zhao was so hard that she couldn't control herself. She closed her arms and hugged her tightly in front of her chest, and even buried her mouth and nose in her wet hair. She asked with a voice: Why do you... why do you want to return to the sect... Suddenly, she realized it and felt speechless.She grew up on Hei Island, which is her hometown. Even if Shuyujie is not her relative, she is far more important in her life than herself.Just as he always yearns for living in Longkou Village, who can tell Xianzi not to go back?
You... don't do this.
He gritted his teeth and suppressed his desires, but the sliding of the string under his body felt more and more comfortable.
Between the two young fish's tiny mouth-like fleshy lips, a granulum like a baby finger was pursed, which was crisp, tough, and extremely soft and smooth.Xianzi shook her butt like a small meat bead sitting, and she couldn't help but tremble with every rubbing. She was whimpering in her nose, and her awkward movements began to become smooth.
She was originally a very talented and beautiful material, whether in martial arts practice or other aspects.
Xianzi, I'll go and tell the sect leader... Gengzhao grabbed her butt and refused to shake it. Xianzi broke free and was useless. She actually thrust her lower abdomen at a very small scale, and doubled the erect clam beads rubbing her hot penis, so that the feeling of happiness and beauty will not be interrupted.I... um... go and tell the sect leader, you don't need... no need to... just like this... you can go back... Ah!
The string has no interface and continues to move stubbornly.
Because there is no need to answer this matter.In fact, Geng Zhao knew very well that he had no room for bargaining Shu Yujie in this matter, and A Wan's affairs were the best role model.Now only the last thought remains to maintain reason.
String... String!Listen to me!He grabbed the girl's arms, leaned closer to his face, and barely looked at her eyes. Before his burning breath could melt the beautiful man like a jade sculpture, he was about to faint.The snake's belly is broken. Even if the Lizhu on my body can crack the poison, you will still die!God knows... God knows what the sect leader has done to Awan, so we... don't believe her.This is not possible...
Xianzi couldn't move, so he looked at him for a moment, then suddenly approached his cherry lips and kissed him awkwardly.Her lips were smooth and soft, but they were still wet and cool, as unreal as mountain spirit.
I have never practiced the snake's belly broken.The sect leader only taught me how to practice swords and kill people.
She whispered in his ear, her broken throat sound was no different from moans.While Geng Zhao was surprised, she let go. Her kiss fell on his head, neck and cheeks like raindrops, and was still very immature and clumsy, completely different from the Lilac Little Tongue who was instinctively tangled when she was in the wing room.
--I don't want to be friends with you.
--I want to leave you.
(What...what is this?)
The bitterness that Geng Zhao's heart was unexpectedly the last ray of Qingming before turning over the sea of desire.
Shuyu Festival!Why...have you made everything like this?
When he came to his senses, Xianzi lowered his head, and his two slender arms penetrated into the water, his concentrating appearance was indescribable absurd and funny.Judging from the graceful touch of the graceful touch of the slim jade fingers on the pestle, and the tip of which was held by the greedy little fish's mouth, but it was tightly stuck in the dilemma, Xianzi planned to stuff the things in one breath, fight quickly, and end it all.
Geng Zhao was angry and funny. He flashed his inspiration and found that the key to this matter was. The eagle caught a chicken and caught the stupid female thief who had crossed Chen Cang secretly, staring at her and asking word by word: Why are you in a hurry to go back to the sect leader?Why not be my friend anymore?
Xianzi stopped struggling, looked at him for a moment and was speechless, and suddenly turned his head away.
This is her first time showing her feelings--no matter what that is.Geng Zhao, who was almost tortured by desire, dared not delay and pursued the victory: If you tell me honestly, I will give you a child and let you return to the sect leader!
Xianzi hesitated for a while.Although he did not return to the Zhuque Mansion as agreed last night, in general, he was more trustworthy than breach of trust.Xianzi decided to believe him.If I don’t go back to the sect leader, one day I will not listen to her.I never didn't listen to her.That night, I didn’t listen to her for the first time.
For me?Geng Zhao felt sorry for it.
……Um.
He couldn't help but want to laugh. Seeing her extremely serious expression, he suddenly felt so cute that he lowered his head to hold her soft lips.Xianzi was caught off guard, widened his eyes with a whimper, and his whole body was stiff; after a moment, he slowly softened, his starry eyes half closed, and he stretched his tongue into his mouth and sucked it, as if this was necessary to relieve the heavy depression in his chest.
The two kissed me so much that they forgot their selfishness. Geng Zhao loved her extremely, and could no longer suppress her tumultuous desires, and suddenly hugged her!They stood up from the water, turned around, pressing her upper body against the soft green green, and the two of them spread their lips apart, gasping for a long time.
...I'll give it to your child.Geng Zhao pressed against her forehead, and her thick breath sprayed all over her nose and cheeks, gritting her teeth and saying: Then I will snatch you from the sect leader!You are not allowed to go anywhere, stay by my side obediently, have you heard?
Xianzi actually doesn't understand it very much.She had a stern personality and wanted to ask why, but for some reason, when she heard him say snatching you up, her legs were so wet that she was dripping with flower slurry, and she was so soft that she couldn't get enough energy to ask. She hugged his neck and nodded softly: Yes.Then you give it to my child.
Geng Zhao could no longer bear it. He picked up her slender and straight legs, pressed her round and white knees onto her jade breasts, and tightly clamped them on the shore. The purple-red dragon head, which was as big as a duck egg, found the Taoyuan Valley where the flower slurry frequently leaked without much effort, and could not resist the small fish mouth of Kaishe. Puff! It penetrates hard with greasy juice!
Xianzi whimpered with a whimper, and his two long legs were leaping on his shoulders. A slight redness floated on the water surface. The pure and flawless evidence flowed away with the water in a blink of an eye, and his body belonged only to the husband from now on.
Geng Zhao's desire was too intense, the strings were too rich, and the moss was greasy and smooth, and the angered dragon broke through the door, and even stopped for a moment, the curved dragon pestle was thick with the baby's arms!Until it reached the bottom, it was wrapped in slurry water and penetrated into the virgin path that had never been traced, and suddenly opened the scent like a chicken intestine.Xianzi couldn't even scream, and his slender body kept trembling.
The girl with cold skin all over her body is extremely hot.
Geng Zhao only felt that the penis was inserted into an unimaginable hot and sticky tube. The temperature was so high that it was like a fever when he was in a cold. The angry dragon was soaked in the cold stream, pressing against her smooth thigh skin, and suddenly inserted into this wet and hot tender vagina. Just the sudden change between the extremely cold and extremely hot made the dragon pestle swell for several points, making the girl full of no more space.
Geng Zhao hugged her and fucked her hard, not because she didn't have the idea of being so beautiful, but because she couldn't stop at all.
Xianzi's body was as elastic as a finely forged thin steel sheet, almost folded into a dagger shape, and her knees were tightly pressed against the pair of crispy and peppery breasts. Every time Geng Zhao penetrated, she could still clearly feel her lower abdomen, legs, waist and back, snow thighs... each muscle was tightened into a ball, and the force was violently feedbacked, bringing an ecstatic pinching and tightening.
There was no time to change her posture. Geng Zhao clamped her knees, wrapped her hands around her, pinched her snow thighs slightly bent her thighs and pushed her upwards. The slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-
The Xianzi was inserted into pain and numb, which was completely different from the sect leader's gentle brush and twist on her. Even if the sharp nails were stabbed into her body and a trace of blood was flowing out, it was not as good as the pain of tearing when she broke the melon.But her tolerance for pain is different from that of ordinary people, and the stimulation is too unfamiliar to her, and it grows and falls. Soon she is grabbed by the numbness and beauty of the tender skin. Every time the penis penetrates, she raises her head and her pure cry is particularly charming.
And her legs are also unique.Most women with beautiful legs have outstanding body shapes. Although the proportions are slender and pleasing to the eye from a distance, they have two strong legs when carried on their shoulders. Only the slender legs are as thin as the silk shin, which is not enough to hold in your hand. Even if you kiss them in a close face, you still feel beautiful.
Geng Zhao was jealous of her thin and straight legs that were jumping on her shoulders. She took the jade man forward two steps and put her upper body on the thick straw mat.Xianzi had no neck to hug, but the twisting and twitching inside her body almost drove her crazy. She grabbed the grass with her hands, stretched her slender waist and kept moving. A moan that was both depressed and pure burst out from the gaps of her lips.
Geng Zhao grabbed her ankles and separated them apart. Xianzi didn't know that this posture would make the Yumen tighten twice as tight. Suddenly, the hard object seemed to have become bigger, but the vagina became shallower. He was always pressed against a strange place in the hole, which was sour, beautiful, soft and numb, and a strong sense of urine appeared, but it was completely different from Xiao Jieshi. He pulled his waist, opened his eyes suddenly, shook his head and screamed:
No, no, no...Ah!No...No...No.No.No.No.----!The snow thighs were lifted from the ground, bounced violently like a lobster tail armor. The two beautiful legs were stretched straight, and even the equalized snow toes became spasms.
The man laughed without thinking when he heard that she was not in a daze. The dragon pestle was clamped by the flesh wall and lifted upwards. The swollen meat mushroom suddenly became a barb, firmly embedded, unable to take it out. But the tender skin was so oily that it was indescribable. Although it was clamped with the penis, it still rubbed against the flesh when it twisted, and it was like entering the fish's belly, and it couldn't be swallowed inward.
The pleasure was too strong, and Geng Zhao could hardly hold on. As soon as the semen was loosened, the thick semen squirted out and fell on her wet and cold soft chest.
Xianzi greeted the man's penis, and felt a heat flow filled the heart of his legs, coming fiercely and quickly, and instinctively retreating; unexpectedly, his hands and feet were sore and soft, and as soon as he struggled, the silky slurry had filled the small vagina with a full flow. The warm liquid ironed the honey meat, leaving the afterglow of the numb beauty in the deepest part.
She suddenly felt relieved, hugged the man on her body, closed her eyes and gasped.
Geng Zhao was exhausted both physically and mentally, and after venting her desires, she fell asleep deeply.I don’t know how long it took, but half-dream and half-awake suddenly thought: ...My body is heavy, isn’t it that I crushed her?He suddenly opened his eyes and found that he was lying on the grass. His sweat had been cleaned up. Xianzi sat slanted by his legs, his long wet hair was gathered in front of his chest, and his snow-white butt was facing him, revealing his tender and red soles of his feet.
She wiped his penis with a wet cloth towel in one hand, and noticed that there was something wrong with breathing. She knew that he had woken up and turned around and said: I'll clean it up for you.All are blood.Gengzhao was full of love, caressing her soft and smooth thighs and said: That is your most precious virginity, and the girl only has once in her life.
Xianzi frowned slightly.Fortunately, it was only once.Bi Jin Chuang hurts, a little uncomfortable.
Geng Zhao was both pity and love, and was funny, so she patted her butt and sat up.It's my turn to clean it up for you.come over!Xianzi was a little embarrassed and said quietly: Let's wait a moment.Geng Zhao thought she was too painful when she broke the melon, so she couldn't move. She thought it was because she was not good, so she became more caring.
Xianzi couldn't resist his question and said honestly: Your... has been flowing out, I can't move around now.
Sure enough, her lotus root arm was sandwiched between her legs, covering the jade clam with her left hand, and the falling red semen kept flowing out from her fingers. The semen that turned into thin slurry was sandwiched with a rosy red color, just like bloody porridge, which was lined with the jade fingers, and the two petals of flowery lips that had not faded and were half exposed and half covered. The picture was extremely lustful.
He became hard at first sight, and the Fengfeng returned to his eyes. He smiled and took the cloth towel and pulled her little hand away. The remaining semen was blocked and flowed all over the ground in scatter.In this way, can you still have children?Xianzi was a little worried.Geng Zhao held back her laughter and hugged her in her arms, and said seriously: It's okay.If you are worried that you will not be able to give birth, let’s do it a few more times.
Xianzi thought about it, and suddenly said: You and her do it every night, do she want to have a baby?Geng Zhao knew that she was referring to baby Jin'er, and her face was slightly red: Sure enough, they all told them to take a look.I wanted to stammer, but I was afraid that the speaker would be unintentional, but I taught my baby Jin'er to listen. It would be bad for her to make her sad. After thinking about it, I said:
Doing this is not just for having children.If a man and a woman are in love and have deep feelings, she can do such things.
Xianzi thought something and asked for a moment: Since this matter is not giving birth, what is it called?
Geng Zhao's heart was filled with joy, intercourse, and even Dunlun. Just as he was about to explain, Cute suddenly had the idea of a prank, coughing twice, and he was serious.This kind of thing is called doing it.If you want to give birth, you have to let me fuck you a few more times before you can get pregnant.
Xianzi is a good child who was taught. He wanted to nod, but suddenly found a problem.
Why isn’t I fuck you, but you fuck me?Geng Zhao was speechless for a moment, but fortunately, he was quick to clarify.It is called "fuck" if a man's penis is inserted into a woman's body.Therefore, I can only say that I am fucking you, not you are fucking me.
Xianzi suddenly realized.It's okay to say you can fuck me, right?
Geng Zhao was very happy and said seriously: Very very, Xianzi is really smart.Come on, say it a few more times to avoid forgetting.Xianzi nodded obediently and recited softly: If you want to give birth, I want you to do it a few more times.If you want to give birth, I want you to have a few more times.If she wanted to give birth to a child... Geng Zhao was blushing and her ears were hot when she heard it, she felt that these vulgar words were indescribable.Xianzi recited it several times as he said, and suddenly looked up:
Do you want to fuck me now?
Geng Zhao's lustful thoughts were revealed, and he was feeling guilty, but he saw Xianzi stretching out his hand and gently holding his erect dragon pestle. The cold and smooth finger touch made the pestle swollen and more wide. The dragon's head kept moving, and the taste was wonderful.He couldn't speak for a moment. Even Fu Chijin, who had always been bold in the boudoir, had never asked him in such a frank and natural tone.
Um.For some reason, he just wanted to respond honestly without any slight slightest correction.
Xianzi's thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and suddenly she showed a relieved expression, and the corners of her mouth moved slightly.
This was the first time Geng Zhao saw her smiling.
very nice.Now, I want to be fucked by you.Xianzi stepped onto his waist and put his raised thin nipples in front of him.The moment her jade legs were raised, Geng Zhao saw her pussy that was swollen and red as a rose with dew, exuding a sweet and seductive lewd fragrance.
...You fuck me a few more times, okay?
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