Wen Yuan pondered a little and said: Ziyuan, what kind of sound did you hear when the wood and stones break out? Ziyuan said: It's like the sound of the door shaft not rotating when an old wooden door switch is opened and closed.
After thinking about it, he said: By the way, before that, something seemed to have fallen on the box where I was hiding. When the sound came out, the ground seemed to be vibrating.
Wen Yuan heard this and thought for a while and said: In this way, there are probably some mechanisms for flip-flops here.
As he said that, he looked back and glanced at the back hall. After looking at it, there were only one mahogany box after another Ziyuan watched him turn around and also helped him check around. When he walked to the wooden box where he was hiding, he raised his head and looked up at the wall.
Wen Yuan saw it and felt strange and asked: Ziyuan, what's wrong? Ziyuan said: I was wondering, what was falling on the box... You see, there was nothing else here, and before you came, there was no footsteps from others. It shouldn't be anyone who cleaned up the place.
When Wen Yuan heard this, he suddenly had an idea and said, "Maybe it's not something, but someone?" Zi Yuan was stunned and said, "People?" Wen Yuan nodded and leaped gently. Standing on the wooden box cover. If he was a person with extremely high light skills, others might sound silent. However, Zi Yuan was in the box, and there was suddenly movement on the box. Wen Yuan could detect it: Maybe someone was standing on the box and opening the mechanism, which made the floor in the middle of the hall empty, so that the junior sisters and the others would fall down. The underside of the boxes must be in real ground, which is enough to settle down. People from the Imperial Tomb Sect mobilize the mechanism on it and do not fall down together.
Ziyuan thought about it and said: No, Ah, I also heard many men's screams, not only Mr. Han. Wen Yuan was stunned and said: This was strangely tight. He said: No matter what, he had to find out whether there was a mechanism first. He stood on the box, looked up at the layers of stone bricks on the wall, and suddenly found that there was a little blood on the edge of a brick about three feet above his head. He thought to himself: If blood was sprinkled in the fierce battle, he would not have reached such a high place. It might be that the man was stained with blood on his hands or was injured. He pulled the mechanism here and left a trace.
Thinking of this, Wen Yuan raised his hand and tried to push the brick. The brick was still motionless and pressed or pushed along the edge of the brick. When he pushed it to the left side of the stone brick, the brick slowly turned into half an inch. Yuan was overjoyed and pushed it hard. The strip stone brick suddenly flipped around left and right. The side that was turned out was brightly golden, with a golden word engraved.
Suddenly, the floor of the back hall rumbled, and the floor tiles in the hall vibrated violently. Suddenly, a thick sound of Kanglang, a large area of floor in the center changed rapidly, some of which were retracted in all directions, and some turned downwards. More than ten pieces in the center collapsed and decomposed, falling straight down. A huge octagonal cavity suddenly appeared in the hall, which raised a large area of dust in the darkness, expanded layer by layer, and rang back in the underground palace.
Suddenly, Ziyuan screamed, her slender figure fell into the hole, and the floor under her feet disappeared without a trace.
Wen Yuan was shocked and shouted: Ziyuan! He jumped and flew down. The wooden box he had stepped on was immediately falling down. Wen Yuan fell down and kicked the wooden box with the momentum. The drop suddenly increased. He stretched out his right hand and held Ziyuan's wrist.
But the two were already in the void, and Wen Yuan had nowhere to leverage his power. Although he held Ziyuan, they still fell quickly. The whistling wind swept across his ears, and the fire broke out by the strong wind and suddenly fell into darkness.
Sleeping into darkness, it was only a moment. The two of them rushed into a bright spot. What they saw was a large piece of gravel. On the ground, several men, Wen Yuan, were lying on the ground, pulling Ziyuan into his arms, and his inner breath turned sharply for three consecutive times, concentrating and silently regaining Fengxing. The mental method, seeing that it was less than a foot away from the ground, the inner energy was relaxed, and his body lightened, and the straight fell had slowed a lot, tilted out, and in the air, his body straightened, and his right toe kicked hard beside a falling wooden box, leveraging the force, and the falling momentum turned sharply.
As soon as the Fengxing technique was released, it was like falling leaves falling, soothing and freely resolving the falling power. This flying floated out more than three feet long. As soon as the toes fell to the ground, they immediately rushed forward to reduce their strength. When they hit the ground again, Wen Yuan suddenly felt his right foot soft, and was numb by the force, and he couldn't stand for a moment, so he fell forward.
He was afraid that Ziyuan would fall and get injured. Before he touched the ground, he quickly turned over and put his back on his back. With a bang, Wen Yuan fell to the ground and slid out several feet. Ziyuan was on him, but he was not injured at all. He just exclaimed in surprise.
Although Wen Yuan was dizzy when he hit, he was not seriously injured with Ziyuan. He breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: We are lucky and we didn't fall to pieces. Ziyuan still had fear and said in a low voice: I'm so scared... As soon as he said that, he heard a pounding sound. A pile of wooden boxes with countless brick boards fell from the sky, smashing them into pieces. Many of the people pressed on the ground had no response. It was obvious that they were dead corpses.
The noise stopped, Wen Yuan slowly sat up and said: It seems that the mechanism has been found, but something is wrong. The hole in the ground is so open that it is afraid that these boxes have not fallen. Zi Yuan smiled and said: We should have stood on it. Wen Yuan smiled and said: In short, we have to come down to find someone, but the method of getting it down is not very clear.
Sighing and saying, Han Feizi said: Those who must be foolish without any evidence are not considered. I did not study it clearly first, and I hurriedly motivated the mechanism and caused trouble. It is not just foolish, but foolishness is unattainable.
Ziyuan smiled and said, "The Master said: Don't take off your anger, don't make any mistakes again. Mr. Wen, you have done this. As long as you pay attention to not make any mistakes again, you can compare with Yan Hui. How can Yan Hui be foolish? Wen Yuan smiled and said, "Yan Hui is very smart and studious. I know every time I hear, but I am not as good as I can't afford it."
The two stood up and walked to the place where they fell and looked up. The top was sealed, and they didn't know how the floor was restored.
Looking around, there is a huge naturally generated cave. The mechanism is located, the top of the cave is more than ten feet high, and several cave passages extend to all directions. Oil lamps are hung on the rock walls, illuminating the cave. The lights in the cave are bright, making the two people in front of each other and behind them.
Wen Yuan pondered: This cave is natural, unlike what it should be in the design of the Changling Underground Palace. It must be connected separately by the Imperial Mausoleum School. Ziyuan Dao: How can the emperor's tomb be allowed to be rebuilt at will? Wen Yuan Dao: I can't figure it out, no matter how powerful Long Yuqing is, he can't regard the imperial tomb as his own land without authorization. There must be something strange about it. As he said that, he looked at the remains of the wooden box at his feet, thinking about something
Ziyuan pursed her lips gently, thought for a while, and said: Mr. Wen, I have an idea, I don’t know if it is true. Wenyuan used his fingers to wrap around the sword spike and said: Maybe we were thinking about it exactly. Ziyuan said: I guess, this Changling underground palace might be fake
Wen Yuan nodded his head with a spike of sword, and said: The entrance to the underground palace is so obvious. There are no coffins of the emperor and concubines in the nave and the back hall, and these wooden boxes... As he said, he pointed to the ground and said: ...There are no burial objects inside, and there is also this cave under the underground palace, which is not the grand appearance of the underground palace. Zi Yuan said: That's right, this underground palace is mostly a fake tomb of Emperor Chengzu.
In order to prevent future generations from deliberately invading, they may dig tombs and rob treasures, or destroy dragon bodies, so they naturally have many defenses. Others may not even find the underground palace, let alone the legend of Cao Cao, which is difficult to distinguish the authenticity. There are also various legends of the tombs of the true dragon emperor in later generations, such as lost stones, hidden arrows, and flying knife mechanisms, which increase their mysterious color. If it is said that the fake tombs built by Chengzu, it is not nonsense to build a tomb, which consumes a lot of manpower and material resources. However, how can you cherish those who are the venerables of the nine fives? If it is said that this is a fake tomb, and the imperial tombs is owned by this sect, it is much more reasonable, and the emperor of the current dynasty can also tolerate it.
Wen Yuan and Zi Yuan pondered from many aspects, and felt that they were not bad. Wen Yuan looked up at the closed cave roof and whispered: This place is hidden underground, deep and difficult to reach. Perhaps Uncle Ren was locked up here. Zi Yuan said: There are so many channels, which one should I look for? Wen Yuan said: There are a few corpses here. It seems that they have just died. If they hadn't fallen from above, they would have fought with their junior sisters and the others. We will first look for the nearby area to see if there are any clues left by the fight.
The two of them walked around the cave together. There were six cave passages, and there were also oil lamps lighting them. There was a marble in front of one of the cave entrances. Wen Yuan picked it up and saw that it was the white wax bullet used by Yang Xiaojuan. Wen Yuan said: The marble fell here, but I don’t know where it was shot from or walked down. Ziyuan said: Since there is no trace, I can only leave it to fate and choose one at will.
The two walked into the cave in front of them. The cave was about two meters high, winding, but very wide. They could walk side by side about ten feet away. In front of them was a large cave. Outside the three caves, there were five copper doors on the wall, each arranged in a scattered manner. There were several stone tables and chairs in the center of the cave. Several men were drinking and laughing around a table. When they saw Wen Yuan, Zi Yuan had wide eyes. They did not pay attention to Wen Yuan, but stared at Zi Yuan intently.
Ziyuan, who was already beautiful and beautiful, was dressed in a disheveled manner at this time, and was wearing Wenyuan's robe. It was nothing, but her legs were covered with a little bit of clothing, which was faintly visible and charming. Several people in the cave really saw that the soul was out of his body. One person could see that he didn't hold the wine bowl firmly, smashed it to the ground, and the wine was dispersed all over the ground.
Although important parts were covered, when a group of strange men saw their naked legs, Ziyuan was still blushed with shame. She took a step back and Wenyuan didn't wait for everyone to react. She immediately flew out, her palms flying, one palm in the east and one palm in the west, and five palms were shot out one after another, and the five men were knocked out one by one. The five men were also mediocre martial arts and had no room for resistance. She only looked at the beauty. Before she could recover, she was already in court.
Wen Yuan saw that the five people were wearing the same clothes and had dragon scale patterns on their belts, and was slightly stunned and said: They are from the Dragon Palace Sect. Zi Yuan Qi said: How could the people from the Dragon Palace Sect be here? Wen Yuan said: I think it was Long Yuqing who invited him to help guard Uncle Ren. He thought to himself: So, Ao Sihai may be here, I have not recovered all my strength, so I should be careful.
Ziyuan said: Mr. Wen, there is a door here, what room or cell may lead to? Wenyuan said: I'll take a look, he walked to the first door to the west, listened with his ears, and did not hear anything, and gently pushed the door open. The door opened with a stone room inside, with neat arrangements, with a bed and a table, but there was no one.
He walked to the second door, and the scene inside was the same. The third room was still like this. Wen Yuan listened quietly and heard a few moans faintly. His voice was crisp, but it was a young girl.
Only a man laughed out loud and said: How about it? You are convinced by this young master, right? The girl screamed more and more urgently and begged: Enough... enough... really can't do it... Ah, Ah...
I heard another old voice saying: Young Master, Miss Luo is going to guard the criminal with Master Ao, Mr. Tang and others. It should be told that she will go back quickly. If the people in Jinguozhuang find it... Suddenly, a dull sound seemed to be a collision of some heavy objects. The man shouted loudly: Fart! What are the abilities of those girls? Can't Ao Sihai deal with it? Even if there are little Murong, Tang Feidao is there, he hurt the girl in just a few moves? You old man are still worried that who can rescue Ren Jianqing? Go! Don't disturb my interest! The old man stopped talking, and only the moans of the girl named Luo came from behind the door.
Wen Yuan heard it clearly, was secretly surprised, and said to himself: Ao Sihai is indeed here. Could that woman named Luo be from the Shentuo Gang? I only know that Luo Tiansheng has a son, Luo Yingfeng, but he doesn’t know that he has a daughter. But he should be not far from martial arts, who is Tang Feidao? Xiao Yin fought with the weapon until his arms were broken, so was he fighting with this man? Who is this man and the old man? Young Master, young Master, is it Long Yuqing’s son?
Seeing that he stopped, Ziyuan knew that he must have heard something wrong. She tiptoed over and although she had no martial arts skills, she was not as good as Wenyuan's internal skills and had a sharp ear and eyes, she also heard waves of spring sounds from behind the door. When Wenyuan looked at listening attentively, she couldn't help but feel ashamed and whispered: What are you listening? Such things are so nice and so fascinating?
Wen Yuan was stunned, knowing that she would have been wrong, and immediately lowered his voice and said: They talked about Uncle Ren.
When Ziyuan heard this, a smile appeared on her face and said: So that's it, I said, why are you... so focused
As he said that, he turned away, chuckled with a blush on his face
Wen Yuan saw her shy appearance, and the swaying voice behind the door, couldn't help but jump in his heart. He gently hugged Ziyuan and whispered: The woman inside should be guarding Uncle Ren. She was about to find Uncle Ren. She was about to fall on her and ask, or maybe they would talk about it later. Ziyuan said softly: Do you still have to listen? Although Wen Yuan felt too embarrassed to Ziyuan, he wanted to find Ren Jianqing. This was an extremely important clue. He whispered: I have to listen.
The two leaned against the door and listened quietly. The girl became more and more lost. After a few loud moans, she finally stopped. Ziyuan didn't hear the sound anymore. Wenyuan's internal skills were pure, and she only heard a few loud breaths from the man, mixed with two or three young girls.
I thought the room was finished, but I suddenly heard the girl screaming, with joy and pain mixed in her voice, followed by passionate chanting, which was like waves and fluctuating, and Ziyuan was held in her arms, and she heard the waves. She couldn't help but blush and her heart beat. She turned around slightly, her chest pressed against Wenyuan's chest, and her head leaned against his neck, and she sighed softly.
At this time, she did not pull the collar of the clothes. The robe that Wenyuan gave her did not cover her chest. The two of them had their chests against each other, but Ziyuan was wearing a bellyband. Wenyuan was wearing thin clothes on his upper body and Wenyuan hugged Ziyuan. Xiangze sniffed it slightly, and she felt the softness of her breasts. She felt the softness of her tender breasts. She couldn't help but kiss her cherry lips gently.
After this kiss, the two were in a state of excitement and tenderness grew. The sound in the room slipped through their ears, and they didn't pay attention to it. Fortunately, the man called the young master was heartbroken, and the old man didn't say much. The two of them didn't miss anything important. Wen Yuan reached out to touch Ziyuan's back neck, and was extremely loving, and his other hand slowly rubbed her waist.
Ziyuan's face was blushing, her body was numb and drunk. She leaned softly in Wenyuan's arms and said softly: Mr. Wen, I... We can't do anything randomly now. Wenyuan's heart was shocked: This is good. Ziyuan and I were in the enemy realm, but there was no time to flirt. He whispered: Let's all be self-controlled. Ziyuan nodded slightly, shy, unable to say that although he wanted to be self-controlled, the two refused to separate, but they didn't keep intimate, listening to the movements in the room.
However, the couple in the room obviously had no room for serious matters in a short period of time. The man shouted and the woman kept roaring, and the more intense the two listened, and they hugged tighter and tighter. Ziyuan was unstable, and her breathing gradually became shorter and her heartbeat increased. She was so ashamed that her ears turned red. She just hoped that the room would soon enter the end.
After thinking about it, he said: By the way, before that, something seemed to have fallen on the box where I was hiding. When the sound came out, the ground seemed to be vibrating.
Wen Yuan heard this and thought for a while and said: In this way, there are probably some mechanisms for flip-flops here.
As he said that, he looked back and glanced at the back hall. After looking at it, there were only one mahogany box after another Ziyuan watched him turn around and also helped him check around. When he walked to the wooden box where he was hiding, he raised his head and looked up at the wall.
Wen Yuan saw it and felt strange and asked: Ziyuan, what's wrong? Ziyuan said: I was wondering, what was falling on the box... You see, there was nothing else here, and before you came, there was no footsteps from others. It shouldn't be anyone who cleaned up the place.
When Wen Yuan heard this, he suddenly had an idea and said, "Maybe it's not something, but someone?" Zi Yuan was stunned and said, "People?" Wen Yuan nodded and leaped gently. Standing on the wooden box cover. If he was a person with extremely high light skills, others might sound silent. However, Zi Yuan was in the box, and there was suddenly movement on the box. Wen Yuan could detect it: Maybe someone was standing on the box and opening the mechanism, which made the floor in the middle of the hall empty, so that the junior sisters and the others would fall down. The underside of the boxes must be in real ground, which is enough to settle down. People from the Imperial Tomb Sect mobilize the mechanism on it and do not fall down together.
Ziyuan thought about it and said: No, Ah, I also heard many men's screams, not only Mr. Han. Wen Yuan was stunned and said: This was strangely tight. He said: No matter what, he had to find out whether there was a mechanism first. He stood on the box, looked up at the layers of stone bricks on the wall, and suddenly found that there was a little blood on the edge of a brick about three feet above his head. He thought to himself: If blood was sprinkled in the fierce battle, he would not have reached such a high place. It might be that the man was stained with blood on his hands or was injured. He pulled the mechanism here and left a trace.
Thinking of this, Wen Yuan raised his hand and tried to push the brick. The brick was still motionless and pressed or pushed along the edge of the brick. When he pushed it to the left side of the stone brick, the brick slowly turned into half an inch. Yuan was overjoyed and pushed it hard. The strip stone brick suddenly flipped around left and right. The side that was turned out was brightly golden, with a golden word engraved.
Suddenly, the floor of the back hall rumbled, and the floor tiles in the hall vibrated violently. Suddenly, a thick sound of Kanglang, a large area of floor in the center changed rapidly, some of which were retracted in all directions, and some turned downwards. More than ten pieces in the center collapsed and decomposed, falling straight down. A huge octagonal cavity suddenly appeared in the hall, which raised a large area of dust in the darkness, expanded layer by layer, and rang back in the underground palace.
Suddenly, Ziyuan screamed, her slender figure fell into the hole, and the floor under her feet disappeared without a trace.
Wen Yuan was shocked and shouted: Ziyuan! He jumped and flew down. The wooden box he had stepped on was immediately falling down. Wen Yuan fell down and kicked the wooden box with the momentum. The drop suddenly increased. He stretched out his right hand and held Ziyuan's wrist.
But the two were already in the void, and Wen Yuan had nowhere to leverage his power. Although he held Ziyuan, they still fell quickly. The whistling wind swept across his ears, and the fire broke out by the strong wind and suddenly fell into darkness.
Sleeping into darkness, it was only a moment. The two of them rushed into a bright spot. What they saw was a large piece of gravel. On the ground, several men, Wen Yuan, were lying on the ground, pulling Ziyuan into his arms, and his inner breath turned sharply for three consecutive times, concentrating and silently regaining Fengxing. The mental method, seeing that it was less than a foot away from the ground, the inner energy was relaxed, and his body lightened, and the straight fell had slowed a lot, tilted out, and in the air, his body straightened, and his right toe kicked hard beside a falling wooden box, leveraging the force, and the falling momentum turned sharply.
As soon as the Fengxing technique was released, it was like falling leaves falling, soothing and freely resolving the falling power. This flying floated out more than three feet long. As soon as the toes fell to the ground, they immediately rushed forward to reduce their strength. When they hit the ground again, Wen Yuan suddenly felt his right foot soft, and was numb by the force, and he couldn't stand for a moment, so he fell forward.
He was afraid that Ziyuan would fall and get injured. Before he touched the ground, he quickly turned over and put his back on his back. With a bang, Wen Yuan fell to the ground and slid out several feet. Ziyuan was on him, but he was not injured at all. He just exclaimed in surprise.
Although Wen Yuan was dizzy when he hit, he was not seriously injured with Ziyuan. He breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: We are lucky and we didn't fall to pieces. Ziyuan still had fear and said in a low voice: I'm so scared... As soon as he said that, he heard a pounding sound. A pile of wooden boxes with countless brick boards fell from the sky, smashing them into pieces. Many of the people pressed on the ground had no response. It was obvious that they were dead corpses.
The noise stopped, Wen Yuan slowly sat up and said: It seems that the mechanism has been found, but something is wrong. The hole in the ground is so open that it is afraid that these boxes have not fallen. Zi Yuan smiled and said: We should have stood on it. Wen Yuan smiled and said: In short, we have to come down to find someone, but the method of getting it down is not very clear.
Sighing and saying, Han Feizi said: Those who must be foolish without any evidence are not considered. I did not study it clearly first, and I hurriedly motivated the mechanism and caused trouble. It is not just foolish, but foolishness is unattainable.
Ziyuan smiled and said, "The Master said: Don't take off your anger, don't make any mistakes again. Mr. Wen, you have done this. As long as you pay attention to not make any mistakes again, you can compare with Yan Hui. How can Yan Hui be foolish? Wen Yuan smiled and said, "Yan Hui is very smart and studious. I know every time I hear, but I am not as good as I can't afford it."
The two stood up and walked to the place where they fell and looked up. The top was sealed, and they didn't know how the floor was restored.
Looking around, there is a huge naturally generated cave. The mechanism is located, the top of the cave is more than ten feet high, and several cave passages extend to all directions. Oil lamps are hung on the rock walls, illuminating the cave. The lights in the cave are bright, making the two people in front of each other and behind them.
Wen Yuan pondered: This cave is natural, unlike what it should be in the design of the Changling Underground Palace. It must be connected separately by the Imperial Mausoleum School. Ziyuan Dao: How can the emperor's tomb be allowed to be rebuilt at will? Wen Yuan Dao: I can't figure it out, no matter how powerful Long Yuqing is, he can't regard the imperial tomb as his own land without authorization. There must be something strange about it. As he said that, he looked at the remains of the wooden box at his feet, thinking about something
Ziyuan pursed her lips gently, thought for a while, and said: Mr. Wen, I have an idea, I don’t know if it is true. Wenyuan used his fingers to wrap around the sword spike and said: Maybe we were thinking about it exactly. Ziyuan said: I guess, this Changling underground palace might be fake
Wen Yuan nodded his head with a spike of sword, and said: The entrance to the underground palace is so obvious. There are no coffins of the emperor and concubines in the nave and the back hall, and these wooden boxes... As he said, he pointed to the ground and said: ...There are no burial objects inside, and there is also this cave under the underground palace, which is not the grand appearance of the underground palace. Zi Yuan said: That's right, this underground palace is mostly a fake tomb of Emperor Chengzu.
In order to prevent future generations from deliberately invading, they may dig tombs and rob treasures, or destroy dragon bodies, so they naturally have many defenses. Others may not even find the underground palace, let alone the legend of Cao Cao, which is difficult to distinguish the authenticity. There are also various legends of the tombs of the true dragon emperor in later generations, such as lost stones, hidden arrows, and flying knife mechanisms, which increase their mysterious color. If it is said that the fake tombs built by Chengzu, it is not nonsense to build a tomb, which consumes a lot of manpower and material resources. However, how can you cherish those who are the venerables of the nine fives? If it is said that this is a fake tomb, and the imperial tombs is owned by this sect, it is much more reasonable, and the emperor of the current dynasty can also tolerate it.
Wen Yuan and Zi Yuan pondered from many aspects, and felt that they were not bad. Wen Yuan looked up at the closed cave roof and whispered: This place is hidden underground, deep and difficult to reach. Perhaps Uncle Ren was locked up here. Zi Yuan said: There are so many channels, which one should I look for? Wen Yuan said: There are a few corpses here. It seems that they have just died. If they hadn't fallen from above, they would have fought with their junior sisters and the others. We will first look for the nearby area to see if there are any clues left by the fight.
The two of them walked around the cave together. There were six cave passages, and there were also oil lamps lighting them. There was a marble in front of one of the cave entrances. Wen Yuan picked it up and saw that it was the white wax bullet used by Yang Xiaojuan. Wen Yuan said: The marble fell here, but I don’t know where it was shot from or walked down. Ziyuan said: Since there is no trace, I can only leave it to fate and choose one at will.
The two walked into the cave in front of them. The cave was about two meters high, winding, but very wide. They could walk side by side about ten feet away. In front of them was a large cave. Outside the three caves, there were five copper doors on the wall, each arranged in a scattered manner. There were several stone tables and chairs in the center of the cave. Several men were drinking and laughing around a table. When they saw Wen Yuan, Zi Yuan had wide eyes. They did not pay attention to Wen Yuan, but stared at Zi Yuan intently.
Ziyuan, who was already beautiful and beautiful, was dressed in a disheveled manner at this time, and was wearing Wenyuan's robe. It was nothing, but her legs were covered with a little bit of clothing, which was faintly visible and charming. Several people in the cave really saw that the soul was out of his body. One person could see that he didn't hold the wine bowl firmly, smashed it to the ground, and the wine was dispersed all over the ground.
Although important parts were covered, when a group of strange men saw their naked legs, Ziyuan was still blushed with shame. She took a step back and Wenyuan didn't wait for everyone to react. She immediately flew out, her palms flying, one palm in the east and one palm in the west, and five palms were shot out one after another, and the five men were knocked out one by one. The five men were also mediocre martial arts and had no room for resistance. She only looked at the beauty. Before she could recover, she was already in court.
Wen Yuan saw that the five people were wearing the same clothes and had dragon scale patterns on their belts, and was slightly stunned and said: They are from the Dragon Palace Sect. Zi Yuan Qi said: How could the people from the Dragon Palace Sect be here? Wen Yuan said: I think it was Long Yuqing who invited him to help guard Uncle Ren. He thought to himself: So, Ao Sihai may be here, I have not recovered all my strength, so I should be careful.
Ziyuan said: Mr. Wen, there is a door here, what room or cell may lead to? Wenyuan said: I'll take a look, he walked to the first door to the west, listened with his ears, and did not hear anything, and gently pushed the door open. The door opened with a stone room inside, with neat arrangements, with a bed and a table, but there was no one.
He walked to the second door, and the scene inside was the same. The third room was still like this. Wen Yuan listened quietly and heard a few moans faintly. His voice was crisp, but it was a young girl.
Only a man laughed out loud and said: How about it? You are convinced by this young master, right? The girl screamed more and more urgently and begged: Enough... enough... really can't do it... Ah, Ah...
I heard another old voice saying: Young Master, Miss Luo is going to guard the criminal with Master Ao, Mr. Tang and others. It should be told that she will go back quickly. If the people in Jinguozhuang find it... Suddenly, a dull sound seemed to be a collision of some heavy objects. The man shouted loudly: Fart! What are the abilities of those girls? Can't Ao Sihai deal with it? Even if there are little Murong, Tang Feidao is there, he hurt the girl in just a few moves? You old man are still worried that who can rescue Ren Jianqing? Go! Don't disturb my interest! The old man stopped talking, and only the moans of the girl named Luo came from behind the door.
Wen Yuan heard it clearly, was secretly surprised, and said to himself: Ao Sihai is indeed here. Could that woman named Luo be from the Shentuo Gang? I only know that Luo Tiansheng has a son, Luo Yingfeng, but he doesn’t know that he has a daughter. But he should be not far from martial arts, who is Tang Feidao? Xiao Yin fought with the weapon until his arms were broken, so was he fighting with this man? Who is this man and the old man? Young Master, young Master, is it Long Yuqing’s son?
Seeing that he stopped, Ziyuan knew that he must have heard something wrong. She tiptoed over and although she had no martial arts skills, she was not as good as Wenyuan's internal skills and had a sharp ear and eyes, she also heard waves of spring sounds from behind the door. When Wenyuan looked at listening attentively, she couldn't help but feel ashamed and whispered: What are you listening? Such things are so nice and so fascinating?
Wen Yuan was stunned, knowing that she would have been wrong, and immediately lowered his voice and said: They talked about Uncle Ren.
When Ziyuan heard this, a smile appeared on her face and said: So that's it, I said, why are you... so focused
As he said that, he turned away, chuckled with a blush on his face
Wen Yuan saw her shy appearance, and the swaying voice behind the door, couldn't help but jump in his heart. He gently hugged Ziyuan and whispered: The woman inside should be guarding Uncle Ren. She was about to find Uncle Ren. She was about to fall on her and ask, or maybe they would talk about it later. Ziyuan said softly: Do you still have to listen? Although Wen Yuan felt too embarrassed to Ziyuan, he wanted to find Ren Jianqing. This was an extremely important clue. He whispered: I have to listen.
The two leaned against the door and listened quietly. The girl became more and more lost. After a few loud moans, she finally stopped. Ziyuan didn't hear the sound anymore. Wenyuan's internal skills were pure, and she only heard a few loud breaths from the man, mixed with two or three young girls.
I thought the room was finished, but I suddenly heard the girl screaming, with joy and pain mixed in her voice, followed by passionate chanting, which was like waves and fluctuating, and Ziyuan was held in her arms, and she heard the waves. She couldn't help but blush and her heart beat. She turned around slightly, her chest pressed against Wenyuan's chest, and her head leaned against his neck, and she sighed softly.
At this time, she did not pull the collar of the clothes. The robe that Wenyuan gave her did not cover her chest. The two of them had their chests against each other, but Ziyuan was wearing a bellyband. Wenyuan was wearing thin clothes on his upper body and Wenyuan hugged Ziyuan. Xiangze sniffed it slightly, and she felt the softness of her breasts. She felt the softness of her tender breasts. She couldn't help but kiss her cherry lips gently.
After this kiss, the two were in a state of excitement and tenderness grew. The sound in the room slipped through their ears, and they didn't pay attention to it. Fortunately, the man called the young master was heartbroken, and the old man didn't say much. The two of them didn't miss anything important. Wen Yuan reached out to touch Ziyuan's back neck, and was extremely loving, and his other hand slowly rubbed her waist.
Ziyuan's face was blushing, her body was numb and drunk. She leaned softly in Wenyuan's arms and said softly: Mr. Wen, I... We can't do anything randomly now. Wenyuan's heart was shocked: This is good. Ziyuan and I were in the enemy realm, but there was no time to flirt. He whispered: Let's all be self-controlled. Ziyuan nodded slightly, shy, unable to say that although he wanted to be self-controlled, the two refused to separate, but they didn't keep intimate, listening to the movements in the room.
However, the couple in the room obviously had no room for serious matters in a short period of time. The man shouted and the woman kept roaring, and the more intense the two listened, and they hugged tighter and tighter. Ziyuan was unstable, and her breathing gradually became shorter and her heartbeat increased. She was so ashamed that her ears turned red. She just hoped that the room would soon enter the end.
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