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Chapter 12 Holy Tree

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Late at night, a slave sneaked at Jing Lun. Baisha narrowed half of his eyes and looked at the girl being pushed in the air, then turned over and continued to work and rest.

Although her petite body was stabbed into the vagina with a penis and pushed it up directly, the girl still gritted her teeth and said nothing.

No matter how the person comes, or how many people come, they remained calm and silently used their spiritual power to heal their wounds.

She has no relatives in this world and no one will come to save her. If she wants to take revenge, she must rely on herself, but that also means she will be greatly insulted during this period.

As soon as his chest hurt, the man behind him clutched the root of his breasts with both hands tightly and shivered wildly. He felt the hot body fluid erupting in his intestines. Jing Lun gritted his teeth and accelerated the speed of his spiritual power.

After the slave behind him finished feeling happy, he pushed his soft cock into Jing Lun's butt and refused to come out. He hugged Jing Lun's snow-white body tightly with both hands rubbing up and down. The girl's fragrant and naked white body made him feel excited.

He went up the girl's shoulders, trying to kiss Jing Lun's face lightly, but the girl tilted her head and avoided his mouth.

The slave was stunned for a moment, grinned and laughed twice with his broken black teeth, and his never-washed cock once again firmed in the girl's butt.

He pulled out his cock, and the dark bird formed an extremely sharp contrast with the girl's snow-white little buttocks.

Still consider you a person?No, you will be a little bitch in the future. I will teach you how to be a dog when you laugh. As soon as the slave finished speaking, he smiled and thrust hard. The dirty cock was stabbed into the girl's butt again. Jing Lun groaned, staring at the ground with his eyes tightly.

Don't be stern, I tell you, we beasts are born to help adults solve problems. You are still so young and have such a beautiful face. You will definitely be more favored than us beasts.

A trace of anger flashed through Jing Lun's eyes, and he gritted his teeth and secretly used the remaining spiritual power in his body to continue to repair the various hidden injuries in his body. However, this self-comfortable escape obviously could not change any facts. However, the girl in Pity was still nakedly hung under the tree and was fucked. The slave didn't mind her lower body, which was covered with white semen. When she fucked, she would fuck her from time to time. She felt that it was too stimulating and changed her anus. After a while, she felt it was too tight and then she poked her back. She was not having normal sexual intercourse at all, but she seemed to be choosing which one to ejaculate better. The girl's delicate lower body accepted all the dirty liquid without reservation like a toilet with a wide open door.

Your breasts are so beautiful. Although you are a little too small to be a cow, many adults like this shape. The interest of slaves has also risen.

He was extremely excited to see the girl gritting her teeth but helpless, and he reached out to pinch Jing Lun's nipples, pulled up and down, and slapped left and right. The girl's breasts were kneaded into various shapes like two balls of dough, but as soon as the slave let go, he jumped back to his firm look, like a proud soldier waiting for inspection forever.

The slave turned his face to look at the girl, pinched her breasts and pulled them hard, instantly pulling Jing Lun's breasts into bamboo shoots, and then let go of her breasts and jumped back and forth.

The girl couldn't hold it anymore, and her seriously injured body endured the severe pain and kicked it over, but because she had been tiptoeing and the slave was in a difficult direction behind her, she just pushed him back.

The slave walked around her. He was only yellow. The kick just now made him feel a little uncomfortable and he was not injured. After all, Jing Lun, who was seriously injured, had no strength, but he did not dare to approach the girl. Then he picked up a wooden stick and stood where Jing Lun could not kick it. He hit her breasts with a stick. The girl was surprised and raised her leg to block it, but she also felt a torn pain in her body. She could hold on to it once or twice, but if she continued like this, she would obviously only hurt and hurt.

Very stubborn, who do you think you are?You are not anyone with a collar, just a bitch who is fucked. Seeing the girl's resistance gradually weakening, the slave didn't even lift her legs and let him poke her breasts with a stick, and smiled.

The wooden stick slowly moved down against the snow-white body, and the rough wooden stick walked past the tender skin and left a light red mark, which was fleeting.

Finally, it pressed against the girl's pink lower body.

The dog barks, I'll let you go

Seeing that the girl didn't say a word, the slave stabbed in with her murderous eyes. He stabbed the girl back with a strong force, and then relaxed and let the girl swung back, and then continued to stab in. The girl's hands were swung back and forth like rags. She neither raised her collar nor closed her neck to hold her lower body. It was not that she didn't want to, but that her hands were completely useless.

Jing Lun gritted her teeth, grabbed the grass with her toes and prevented herself from being poked back, because she was hanging on the collar and supporting her toes. If she retreated, she would immediately be pulled to suffocated by the collar of a fixed height.

The miserable girl was hung under the branches naked, and a slave grabbed a rough wooden stick and inserted it into her delicate lower body and rushed back and forth without giving her a little rest.

The next morning, Jing Lun, who was untied, sat on the semen with his butt. The slave went to bed last night when he got tired of playing, but before he left, he inserted the wooden stick into the ground at 45 degrees and held it against the stick with his luggage. The other end of the wooden stick was obviously inserted in the girl's lower body, and he pushed it all night.

A slave grabbed the girl and prepared to skew Jing Lun on the cock according to the unlucky method of yesterday, but before he could do it, the latter was thrown away.

The slaves watched the girl limp and followed the moving team, obviously wanting to leave by themselves.

Then they remembered that the latter had another strong master with a status as a teacher. Even if he was fucked on tiptoe all night, he could still struggle to walk.

Bai Sha frowned. He was extremely dissatisfied with the team's speed of progress. If he let the crooked Jing Lun walk by himself, wouldn't he have to walk for another day? Thinking of it, he broke a thin branch from the tree.

If it falls out, then go back and have someone carry it.

As he said that, he used his spiritual power to penetrate the branches and leaves into Jing Lun's vagina.

The girl had no choice but to avoid it, and watched the branches and leaves pierce from bottom to top, and her little face turned pale.

But what's even more sad is that the pussy that had been dicked all night was a little loose, and the vagina covered with semen couldn't stop anything at all, whether in or out.

The girl stared at the eyes and watched the branches slowly slide down, and it was about to fall out. She hurriedly clamped her vagina, but the more she clamped the semen became, the slippery it became.

With a bang, the semen mixed with the branches and leaves were clamped out by Jing Lun in his vagina, and the needle could be heard.

The girl immediately felt someone copying her. No matter how hard she struggled, the girl's hands and feet were still tied and hung on the slave's chest.

However, unlike yesterday, she was facing forward yesterday, with someone squirting her anus, and today the girl was facing forward.

The male slave held the girl's soft butt and fixed it in the direction. The glans rubbed against Jing Lun's pussy. He looked at the naked girl in front of him, lowering her head and facing him quietly as if she accepted her fate. He swallowed his throat. It was really a stunning beauty in the world.

As he thought about it, he stabbed it in and squeezed out a pile of semen with a squeak. The pleasure of the penis breaking through layer by layer in the wet vagina was so good that he almost ejaculated. It was really a famous weapon.

As the team crossed mountains and rivers, the miserable girl hung on a slave's chest like a backpack, and her petite body slammed on the slave's cock with gravity.

Feeling the hot cock thrusting and spitting in the vagina, the girl's body spasmed, and her pussy was several times more sensitive than anus. If she had been exercising today.

Jing Lun gradually buried his head in his hair, and no one could see clearly what the latter was thinking at this time.

The speeding team kept stopping and soon arrived at the destination Yan Town.

It is said to be a town, but it is actually a large camp with full functions, with everything available. Even if outsiders pass by, they only think why there are so many slaves in this town.

The girl was already fucked halfway through and had no idea where she had been.

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Under a waterfall pool that was unknown to the cliff in the distance, a fish slowly swam to the bottom of the pond, trying to drill a mud hole to be the head of the house. However, the little fish slapped hard, but the mud-like bottom of the pond could not be photographed. The little fish wandered around and swam slowly.

Faen woke up slowly and looked at the white barrier in front of him. Not only did he suspect that he was dead again, but his body responded to his tearful pain and kept pulling him back to the world. After all, there was no pain in heaven.

God has awakened you, Lord?A ethereal voice came from the side, and Faen's eyes narrowed. This was the first time someone saw through his identity at first sight. He turned around and was stunned.

People always say that elves are not beautiful, but handsome, long-lived, noble, and elegant, just like the depraved person in heaven. His tall figure and appearance that are not as good as the worldly fireworks make people feel bored.

But this does not include Faen. Looking at the elf's small dove wrapped in a white light suspender skirt, the suspender skirt is empty and covered with skin on the upper body, white and attractive, but there is no gap on the chest.

It’s right for Faen to like small breasts, but it depends on who it is. A pair of apricot-like small breasts are as delicate as Jing Lun’s 1.5-meter-5-meter-old figure.

Faen looked at the elf floating in the air two meters in front of him, his eyes full of remnants.

Lord God, I see blasphemy in your eyes.

Farn shook his head and put aside the unrealistic ideas, struggled to get up and said, "Where is this?"How do you know that I am a messenger of God?The elf smiled after hearing this.

This is the temple of the elves, which preserves the divine arts knowledge of the elves. Please follow me by God.

As he said that, he floated inside. Then Faen realized that the white barrier was just outside a door. As the elf opened his body sideways, he vaguely saw a sacred forest. The elf answered the question, and Faen shrugged and followed.

I suddenly felt something was wrong when I went further, and I couldn’t say anything wrong.

Faen looked up at the surroundings, green forests, wild flowers everywhere, and white clouds in the sky slowly drifted, everything foreshadowed that this was a pure land outside the world.

But it was not until I passed by a dilapidated hut, Faen finally knew something was wrong. It was too quiet. It was not the quietness that was about to come before the ambush, but the eternal silence that was dead and hopeless, falling alone like a forgotten space and time.

After walking a few steps away, Faen finally couldn't help asking: Why are you the only one here, and the other elves?Then he saw the elf paused and almost bumped into it.

The elves have perished. Two hundred and eighty years ago, I sensed that the last elf woman had passed away.

Faen was stunned. When he heard the word "Divine Art" just now, he concluded that the elves must have a divine envoy. He also wanted to contract a little elf to take it out and attract more attention.

I never expected that the entire elf clan would have perished. So who is she?

God Messenger, I know you are confused, but please follow me.The elf said and floated towards a big tree in the middle of the forest.

This vibrant holy tree has existed for many years, and it still exists even if its guardians have passed away. Touching the old roots of the tree, Farn can see the traces of decay inside. Even though the surface is still vibrant, it has almost rotted from the roots.

As you can see, the holy tree will not last long. This world is supported by the holy tree. Once the holy tree collapses, everything inside will be swallowed up by the void.

The elf floated close to Faen, and the latter looked at her from the side and realized that the other party was not a real life body. The floating body was faintly shining with light. He saw a metal core that was about to be buried in her body, covered with cracks.

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