The field was silent, and everyone looked at the long sword on the side of Guo Huai's neck and the beauty holding the sword. For a moment, they had the illusion of time and space chaos.
In front of Guo Huai, two sword jades appeared behind him at the same time. Jian Yuji, opposite him, fell to the ground, his elbow pierced by the star whip, was bleeding; the other one was no different from the injured sword jade, but had a little more ethereal temperament.
Guo Huai coughed, and blood foam splashed from the wound on his shoulder. With his cough, Jian Yuji's body changed faintly. The originally dazzling face turned cold like frost, but it was a woman Cheng Zongyang had seen in the southern wilderness: Sister Qi
Jian Yuji, who was standing behind Guo Huai, gently pulled out the long sword, and blood poured out from Guo Huai's shoulders like a fountain.
Jian Yuji said lightly: Da Diao Hu is reborn today, which is a happy and congratulatory
Mi Yuanzhi mentioned that the woman in black was fighting against Yi Biao and others. Cheng Zongyang took preconceived ideas and thought it was Sister Qi, completely ignoring Xiao Ling'er's little bitch Jian Yuji and Sister Qi were both masters of illusion. As a result, Sister Qi pretended to be Jian Yuji and successfully deceived everyone present. In the end, Jian Yuji's true body gave Guo Da Diaoyan a fatal blow.
No wonder when Cheng Zongyang fought with Jian Yuji, he felt that she was not as powerful as she thought. At first, she thought she wanted to save her life, but now she thought that she was afraid that the moment she flew into the hall, these two bitches changed positions with each other.
When Cheng Zongyang realized that he was cheating on Jian Yuji, the situation could no longer be dealt with. Guo Huai was injured 52 times in succession, leaving him alone, but there were two sword Yuji and Qi on the opposite side. Even though Qi's elbow was injured, he could not hold the sword, and there was also Jian Yuji, who was unpredictable.
The sudden change almost burst Cheng Zongyang's eyes in the blink of an eye. All the two helpers he invited were seriously injured. The winner was immediately reversed and the trump card was out. The bitches on the opposite side seemed to have endless means. He was ready for this Hongmen banquet. After all, Jian Yuji was better at it. I was afraid that he would not steal the chicken and even his old capital would be compensated.
Instead of sitting and waiting for death, it is better to fight to the death! Cheng Zongyang said nothing and rushed towards Jian Yuji without saying a word.
Jian Yuji smiled slightly, raised her sword and pointed it on the tip of the dragon-slaying sword. She just picked it lightly, and Cheng Zongyang's desperate dragon-slaying sword flew out of his hand.
At this time, both sides were only about a foot. Cheng Zongyang took off his weapon. The toothless tiger sword jadeite raised his white jade palm and went to Cheng Zongyang's chest to mark his eyes. Suddenly, Cheng Zongyang's chest was shining. In the lightning, a strong light penetrated Jian Yujie's jade palm, but no blood was splashed out.
This is not that he stabbed another illusion body, but that Jian Yuji's palm was penetrated by lightning, and the splashed blood was evaporated directly before it even flowed out.
Cheng Zongyang stretched his hand in his arms, and his clothes were broken on his chest; when his palm was stretched out, there was a long sword flashing with lightning in his palm, which was the laser sword he hid in his arms!
If he showed off the laser knife first, using Jian Yuji's sword technique, at most another dragon-slaying sword. Moreover, his dantian had just undergone a mutated change and was not used smoothly, and his strength was reduced by a further level. Cheng Zongyang took a dangerous blow, held the hilt of the knife and forced the blade out in his arms, and finally injured this woman who seemed to never be defeated.
The dragon-slaying sword that was picked off was still flying in the air. Jian Yuji and Cheng Zongyang were about to part with each other. After several feet, her beautiful eyes were as calm as water, without any shock, and a look of surprise, but her subordinates were in an uproar.
Ximen Qing covered his chest and laughed: Xian Ji was actually injured, hahahahaha...
Sister Qi ignored her injuries and rushed to Jian Yuji's side, held her wrist and said sternly: How could this happen? The Master of the Sect said, once you are injured, Jian Yuji glanced at her coldly, Sister Qi closed her mouth, but her chest couldn't keep it from rising and falling, and the shock and anger in her eyes could not be erased.
Jian Yuji suddenly raised her head and saw a figure jumping into the air from behind the collapsed hall, grabbing the dragon-slaying sword, and then slashing it straight down.
Cheng Zongyang was happy and thought it was a traitor who found out with conscience. He cheated the corpse from the temple. When he looked closely, he was a masked guest.
The man held the dragon-slaying sword and descended from the sky. Before the attack arrived, he had already rolled up the sword wind in the sky. His voice was amazing and he was very domineering.
Sister Qi stood in front of Jian Yuji, holding the sword in her left hand to face the Dragon Slaying Sword. She had been dealing with this Dragon Slaying Sword for a long time. She knew that the sharpness of the Dragon Slaying Sword was on the blade. As long as you avoid the blade, you can fight with an ordinary steel knife.
The man's sword technique was much more sophisticated than Cheng Zongyang. On the side of the blade, he cut off Sister Qi's long sword in the middle, and the biting cold air left a long blood mark on her arm.
Jian Yuji's expression was always calm. Seeing that the love general's arm was not protected, she gently tapped her left jade finger and avoided the blade by a slight difference. She pressed it on the side of the knife, although the dragon-slaying sword was sharp, and she was locked by her true energy, as if she was wrapped in a sheath and it was difficult to break free.
The masked guest held the knife in both hands and waved it left and right, broke away from Jian Yuji's jade finger, then flew away, and grabbed Cheng Zongyang's collar: Let's go!
Hearing this voice, Cheng Zongyang cursed first and shouted: I can't run away! Kill her!
The man was also not vague: I'm stupid! You won't leave! I'll leave!
Cheng Zongyang did not retreat but advanced instead. The slender laser knife whistled down and the masked man stomped his feet, turned around and killed Jian Yuji, while shouting: Just one move!
Jian Yuji Feng's eyes were cold, she held the hilt of the sword with her left hand, and the long sword drew a mysterious arc, pointing it in the middle of the laser blade.
Cheng Zongyang's Dantian changes, and the sword body condensed by the true energy is fragile. He barely blocked half of the move, and the laser knife almost took off his hand.
But he bought half a move for the masked man, and the masked guest didn't say a word, and the dragon-slaying sword headed towards the sword Yu Jijuan like a strong wind
The dragon-slaying sword doubled its power in his hands, and its fierce momentum seemed to fight with Jian Yuji and Sister Qi at the same time. Unexpectedly, the masked guest picked up the stone incense burner in half like a kick to the hydrangea, and attacked the two of them. Then he dragged Cheng Zongyang and threw it to the wall. He did not move his shoulders and his hands did not shake. He retreated quickly while kicking the broken stone bricks.
The exquisite footwork of Cheng Zongyang only saw in his life that the bricks and stones were like living creatures at his feet, either straight or slanted, even turning, circled, turned around, and flew around like raindrops, and then turned back and attacked Jian Yuji and Sister Qi. If on the football field, each kick would be a world wave, but the old guy ran faster. Cheng Zongyang climbed the wall with one hand, and before he could see it, he was invisible without a trace.
But he left a sentence with great loyalty, Xuantian Sword is here! Who will kill me!
Sister Qi shouted and flew to chase him, but was stopped by Jian Yuji: Fraud
Cheng Zongyang wanted to leave, but unfortunately, just now, he only looked at the footwork of the masked man. He missed the opportunity and deliberately led them to chase him. He was not fooled. It was not easy to leave now. He stinged his head and smiled: Xian Ji Zhen was so exposed in such a dress. Has he been staying in the Black Demon Sea for a long time and had a habit of being exposed?
Jian Yuji said lightly: My body is like a mirror, what the young master sees is just what he thinks in his heart.
Liar Ah! I still want you to show it. Cheng Zongyang said: Stop talking nonsense! I can kill me!
Jian Yuji stretched out her palm, and the injuries in her palm disappeared. For more than ten years, the only one who could hurt me was the young master.
Last time it was Yue Niaoren? Cheng Zongyang smiled and said with a wry smile: I heard that guy has always raped and killed the woman he is enemies. I wonder where Xian Ji was injured last time?
Ximen Qing was about to speak, but suddenly she looked frightened. Then she kicked her feet and pulled her body hard.
The clothes on his waist and abdomen suddenly broke open, and a piece of sharp sword tip quietly exposed about an inch from his abdomen, and then it struck everything horizontally, with blood splashing like a fan, cut out from under his ribs.
Everyone's eyes changed at the same time. Everyone was shocked. They all didn't expect that Cheng Zongyang would still hide his back until now. Cheng Zongyang was surprised and happy. God knew where the killer came from, but at least he was not from the Black Demon Sea.
The long sword suddenly disappeared as if it was coming, without any trace. Its skills were actually a few points higher than the masked man just now
The wound on Ximen Qing's waist almost cut his body in half. He threw himself to the ground with a loud bang, and said with difficulty: Save me! Save me...
Sister Qi was shocked first, then she showed a hint of sneer: Don’t worry, even if there is only the head left, the Master of the Teaching Master can bring you back
Ximen Qing showed resentful eyes, obviously the feeling of resurrection was not good
Jian Yuji's expression was as calm as usual, but Rushui's eyes showed a hint of regret. She sighed quietly and said lightly: But I miscalculated my calculations, and the young master kept coming. Next time I fight, I will definitely be careful.
Cheng Zongyang sneered: Don’t rush to leave! It’s still early, so everyone will chat for another two hours, while talking, watching the high-ranking officials die. I won’t change this fun for me!
Ximen Qing has an extraordinary position in the sea of black demons. His injuries are almost halved. If you delay for a moment, you will have a little more danger. Cheng Zongyang calculates the sword Yu Ji, who dares not bet on Ximen Qing's life, then he will pull the Shunfeng flag.
Sure enough, Jian Yuji took his sneer, put away his long sword as if nothing had happened, then took a step back, bowed and said softly: I hope you take good care of your son.
Sister Qi looked at Cheng Zongyang coldly, took Ximen Qing and Wu Mama, and they flew away.
If he is lucky enough in this battle, he will die seven or eight times, but Cheng Zongyang is not afraid at all. He is only confused about who the masked man is. He can guess 70% just by looking at his superb footwork that is comparable to making money. Plus his goal is straightforward enough. He snatched the Dragon Slaying Sword and ran away. If he can't guess the identity of the old guy, he doesn't have to mess around.
But who was the assassin who almost cut Ximen Qing in half? Cheng Zongyang had no clue. The assassin retreated with one blow, and did not reveal his figure at all. Even Jian Yuji couldn't figure it out and stopped suddenly. However, Cheng Zongyang thought about Lin'an's friendship, and did not think about which god would rescue him.
But one thing is certain, the assassin is still in the temple and has no evil intentions towards him.
Cheng Zongyang first looked at the injuries of Jin Wushu and the Green-faced Beast. They were injured by Jian Yuji, who was hiding. Although the injuries were severe, they were not fatal.
The more serious injury was Mi Yuanzhi. His chest and abdomen were cut open by the eight-armed demon monk. If someone else died, the masters from Taiyi Zhenzong did have other skills in health preservation. Mi Yuanzhi calmed down his breath and concentrated his mind. His injuries did not worsen. He was just unable to move. It seemed that sending him back to Taiyi Zhenzong's Taoist temple could save his life.
Guo Da Diaowei was already unable to turn things around. His breath was like a gossip, barely protecting his heart veins and a little warmth, but life was like a candle in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time. He lowered his eyes and said hoarsely: Please... I'll send the old slave back to the palace...
Cheng Zongyang comforted: Don't worry, Da Diao, I have a doctor here, I will be fine if I take care of it for a few more days.
Guo Huai put a smooth whip in his hand, coughed twice and stopped talking, his body became stiff like a dead tree, but it blocked the six consciousnesses and entered into concentration.
Cheng Zongyang stood up and said loudly: That friend, come out.
As soon as he finished speaking, a sword light suddenly flew out, instantly crossing more than ten feet away, and slashed Mi Yuanzhi's head with one sword
The long sword like phoenix feathers nailed to the ground with blood everywhere, trembling slightly, blood splashed out from the broken neck splashed on the messy bricks and stones. Mi Yuanzhi's headless body sat stiffly for a moment, and then fell to the ground
The death qi that Cheng Zongyang had been looking forward to finally appeared, but when the overall situation was settled, he almost instinctively pressed his forehead to deal with the severe pain caused by absorbing the death qi. However, this time the scar on the temple did not respond at all. Instead, the qi wheel in the dantian suddenly rose, and the absorbed chaotic air flow was included in it.
Cheng Zongyang pressed his temple with one hand and looked at the assassin who appeared with a strange expression.
A beautiful woman walked out of the flowers swayingly. Her steps were light and soft. Every step she took, her body swung skillfully and softly, like a lotus leaf swaying in the wind. She walked to Cheng Zongyang before knelt down. Her two jade hands spread out in front of her, and put her head on the ground in a pious posture, and said softly: I'll kowtow to my master.
Looking at the gentle and picturesque Zhuo Yunjun, Cheng Zongyang finally understood and exhaled: No wonder you wanted to kill him, it was cruel enough! Although I don’t know how the dead girl would let her come out alone, but now it was not the time when I was talking, Cheng Zongyang briefly ordered: Cuiweiyuan, Tianxiang Shuixie
The beautiful woman leaned over and bowed, and rushed out of the temple like light smoke
As soon as Zhuo Yunjun left, a sound of footsteps came from outside the temple. Then Yi Biao pushed open the door and strode in his shoulders, arms, legs, and back. Obviously, after a fierce fight, his waist and back were still straight.
Yi Biao touched his feet and saluted Cheng Zongyang and reported! A row of direct battalions was attacked! A total of seven people were killed in battle and sixteen people were injured.
Cheng Zongyang felt heartbroken. Jian Yuji held hands with him everywhere, but spared no effort to deal with his subordinates and directly under the battalion lost a quarter of the loss in one platoon in one battle. If Jian Yuji had not retreated on his own initiative, there would have been more casualties. If it weren't for the two pieces that unexpectedly appeared to disrupt her layout, it would be impossible for the entire army to be wiped out.
Where are Lao Kuang and Feng Dafa?
The two mages are safe and sound
Li Zongyang hesitated for a moment, what about handsome?
The girl Shishi broke several ribs and was still in a coma. Yi Biao's face turned slightly red, and the woman was kidnapped.
You Chan? Cheng Zongyang felt a tight heart. He met You Chan by chance. At most, he played a role in a play, and each person got what he wanted. It was not a good relationship. But compared to other women in the Black Demon Sea, You Chan, who mistakenly thought he was the Asuka Ninja, was undoubtedly the most innocent. Now that his identity is exposed, the punishment You Chan faces can be imagined.
Cheng Zongyang thought for a while and said: Let’s go back to the garden first!
The only eight people in the direct battalion, including Cheng Zongyang, were intact, Kuang Zhongyu and Feng Dafa, although they were not injured, were too exhausted.
Fortunately, Cuiwei Garden and Xiaoyingzhou are separated by water. Everyone took three boats to transport all the dead and injured companions back to the garden. The bodies of other people on the island were handled by the Snow Falcon Group.
After listening to Yi Biao's narration, Cheng Zongyang realized that it was Xiao Ling'er who attacked the direct camp. After she forced out the cold air of the dragon-slaying sword, she hid in the ground. As soon as she appeared, she injured the second lieutenant Zhou Feng accompanied her and more than twenty black-clad men. The short masked men came and went without a trace. The moves were strange. The direct camp suffered a great loss as soon as they caught the enemy. Feng Dafa desperately blew up an empty field with his grenade, and everyone stabilized their feet.
Fortunately, in order to heal Cao Ziyuan, Cuiweiyuan purchased a large number of medicinal materials. At this moment, Qingpu was waiting in the garden. When he saw Qin Hui being carried in hard, he was shocked. Qin Huizhi could be said to be the most powerful subordinate under Cheng Zongyang. Even he failed. Even if he won this battle, he might not be able to pay the loss.
Then the wounded were sent in one by one. Including Yi Biao, the seventeen soldiers in the direct battalion were in different severity. The three most serious were at risk of death at any time. Lin Qingpu knew nothing about medical skills. He was about to send someone to invite a doctor but was stopped by Kuang Zhongyu. If so many wounded people were seen by outsiders, there was no second way to go except to silence the doctor.
Kuang Zhongyu opened Li Shishi's needle box, took two fine needles, stabbed Cheng Zongyang carefully placed Guo Huai on the stretcher, and turned around and saw this scene.
It would be fine if Kuang Zhongyu was proficient in medical skills, but how could he look at the acupuncture method? Cheng Zongyang hurried over and hugged Li Shishi's shoulder: Lao Kuang, why are you stabbing?
Kuang Zhongyu said sternly: To save lives and help the wounded, of course, we must invite the great sages of Guangming Temple.
Cheng Zongyang had a headache, and Xingyue Lake and Guangmingguantang were resentful, which could be seen from Kuang Zhongyu's tone, and he couldn't help but complain: Lao Wen, are you too scrupulous?
Kuang Zhongyu said without blushing and breathing: Thank you Major Cheng for giving the name! From now on, I will call the cautious old Kuang.
The jade man in his arms moved slightly, woke up from his coma and saw that his shoulders were hugged by Cheng Zongyang. Li Shishi's jade face suddenly turned red, and he barely broke away from his arms, and then became pale. She stroked her ribs with one hand, frowning her eyebrows, and looked at the wounded in the hall in surprise.
Cheng Zongyang said: You should rest for a while, I will ask someone to go find a doctor
Li Shishi understood, and she shook her head with difficulty, looked at the sergeant next to her and said: He was injured by a sharp weapon. When he fell, the wound was mixed with mud and sand. Although the hole was sealed and stopped bleeding, the injury worsened. Quickly use soybean oil to clean the wound and then apply gold-inducing medicine. Take three feet of white cloth, it is best to boil it in boiling water and dry it for bandage.
Lin Qingpu and the uninjured sergeant immediately followed her instructions to deal with her companions' injuries.
Another soldier was injured by a blunt weapon and had his right arm fractured. At this moment, Li Shishi was unable to correct his bones, so he temporarily fixed it with a willow ply.
Cheng Zongyang called Lin Qingpu and whispered: You are here to take care of me, I will send Guo Da Diao back to the palace first
Lin Qingpu said: Someone from Taiyi Zhenzong came to visit the head of the family and waited until this time. Why not go to see the young master first? It would be better to wait until the Shishi girl saw the big siew and then send it to her.
Cheng Zongyang hesitated, OK, don’t let Shishi be so tired that he had seen the big Diaoyan, notify me immediately
The bloody cloth was untied layer by layer, and finally the body of Mi Yuanzhi's body and head were separated.
Two disciples from Taiyi Zhenzong pinched their noses and looked at them, then nodded quickly
Cheng Zongyang said regretfully: Dao Mi showed his power and was able to compete with the seven masters of the Black Demon Sea! He had many enemies and was few. Although he lost several enemies in a row, he died in the end with hatred.
Two Taoists bowed and said: The head sect has issued a decree, and Mi killed demons to eliminate demons in the world. If this war is resolved, he will definitely become an immortal. He is originally a tribe, and it is also a rare fate to achieve the great way.
Cheng Zongyang felt chills, and Mi Yuanzhi was sent by Lin Caiquan as a scapegoat. His body was soaked intestines and his stomach was broken, and he was even lost. He was even called a soldier and immortal by the old thief. He was really a bunch of shit that could be said to be five-spice by the old guy.
I don't know if it was his illusion, but the two disciples of Taiyi Zhenzong didn't seem to be sad about Mi Yuanzhi's death. Instead, they felt relieved after they found out their identity, and then took Mi Yuanzhi's body away.
A moment later, a slight sound from the screen, a woman in a Taoist robe came out. One of them was a disciple of Helinguan, but the other had never seen him.
Cheng Zongyang sat on the chair without moving, and said lazily: Is that true?
Zhuo Yunjun said softly: Helin Temple is a group of Lin Thief. If they bring the corpse back to the temple, those who are interested can recognize my sword technique if they pay a little attention.
Cheng Zongyang frowned. Did you do it on purpose?
Mi Yuanzhi was cut off from behind by Zhuo Yunjun. Such injuries were not difficult to hide unless they were deliberately left with traces; it was only possible that they could be recognized by intentional
Zhuo Yunjun said: This is my mother's order, I dare not not kill me
What the dead girl asked you to do? Where is the other person?
Mom asked the servant to serve him first, and Mom would come later
Cheng Zongyang frowned and what the hell is the girl who died? He let this bitch come to An alone and deliberately reveal his identity? Although bitch Zhuo was cursed by the dead girl, Taiyi Zhenzong itself is a master of magic. If she untie the forbidden spell, she will be troublesome if she wants to catch her again.
Zhuo Yunjun greeted Cheng Zongyang again. She knelt down, put her hands on the ground and bowed down, and said coquettishly: I have seen the master, my master, my master is lucky.
After the ceremony, Zhuo Yunjun's fairy posture suddenly became melodious. If the fairy girl who had just been born, she would be like seeing the gold medalist's red card pink head.
After not seeing each other for many days, Zhuo Yunjun's Taoist robe is spacious and elegant, making people feel out of the world, but there is a strange sense of beauty in her face. It seems that when she has just been dressed up and then looked carefully, although her kneeling posture is gentle, her body under her clothes is exposed, and she trembles slightly inside her clothes, revealing a beautiful spring light.
Cheng Zongyang's heart moved slightly and raised the corners of his lips and said: Meiren Zhuo, let the master see if you have gained weight or lost weight.
Zhuo Yunjun got up, grabbed the silk ribbon on his waist with his hands, and the Taoist robe slid to the ground like a shed wing, revealing a jade body that was shaking frost and snow, walking slowly
Cheng Zongyang couldn't help but whistle. Since he was hidden by Xiao Zi that day, he had not seen this bitch for a while. At this time, it seemed that Zhuo Meiren's whole body had been carefully modified, and there was no flaw. Her breasts became more and more plump. As her feet moved, they were like a soft snow ball trembling slightly up and down, full of tempting flesh.
Under the faint glow of the sunset, her body was as white as fat, from the tip of her nose, and there was no trace of hair visible on her body, as smooth as a piece of porcelain
The sight of Cheng Zongyang's eyes flashed, and Zhuo Meiren was wearing a pair of ivory-carved high heels on her feet! The slender and elegant heels and the delicate and smooth soles were all the same as he described to Xiao Zi, but the high heels were only half the size of a normal shoe. Zhuo Meiren's jade feet were wrapped inside without feeling tight at all, which was surprisingly small.
As her feet became small, Zhuo Yunjun had to carefully find a soft center of gravity, and her waist swung left and right like a jade willow. Her round buttocks twisted lightly, adding a bit of a beautiful look, especially the beautiful phoenix-eyed pussy between her thighs, which appeared and disappeared between the white legs. Every time she took a step, the delicate pussy became moister, and the delicate luster seemed to flow down from the pussy.
Under Xiao Zi's conditioning, Zhuo Yunjun's injuries were healed and her cultivation was completely restored. She rushed from Jiangzhou to Lin'an. It took less than ten days to travel thousands of miles. However, the short steps inside the room were extremely difficult. As soon as she walked to the master, she couldn't help but feel weak all over.
Cheng Zongyang held the beautiful woman in his arms like a baby, holding her beautiful woman in his arms, holding her jade legs up and taking off her ivory shoes.
I don't know what secret method the dead girl used. Zhuo Meiren's feet had not moved, but they shrank half, becoming extremely small. Her crystal-like soles were like carved from white jade, and she didn't hold it in her palm. She was so shiny and smooth that she had to bear the weight of her body. No wonder she walked so swaying without using her cultivation.
Cheng Zongyang said: The only female sect in Taiyi Zhenzong has a pair of small feet that are more slutty than a bitch. If you lit these small feet, those who want to fuck you can be arranged from Lin'an to Longchi.
Zhuo Yunjun had been used to being tricked. At this time, when he heard Cheng Zongyang's teasing, he felt a sense of peace of mind that he finally hid under his master's wings after running for many days. She curled softly in her master's arms, gently kicked off her other ivory shoes, raised her feet and said softly: My little feet are white and soft, smooth as grease, and soft as cotton, so that she can enjoy the master.
Cheng Zongyang held her soft and soft body, holding her soft and boneless slender feet in both hands, and suddenly felt a strong impulse. Her feet were extremely sensitive, like ice-skinned and jade bones. She held in her hands but was soft and round. Her skin was as thin as white jade, with delicate curves and graceful arches, as if they were soft and graceful.
Cheng Zongyang finally suppressed the feeling of impatience and smiled and said: Is there any more?
Zhuo Yunjun's arms wrapped around his neck and said in his ear: The phoenix eye hole of the slave is tight and slippery inside. The master just needs to put the penis in, and it will become deeper and deeper.
Cheng Zongyang smiled and said: I want to prostitution, but I have no money
Zhuo Yunjun's jade cheeks were slightly red, and he said: As long as the master likes it, it is free.
Cheng Zongyang said, holding up her chin, Zhuo Yunjun obediently raised her face, spitting out her fragrant tongue, Cheng Zongyang kissed her little mouth without hesitation, and spreading his palms to caress her jade body.
After a long time, Cheng Zongyang let go and sneered: Meiren Zhuo, you have arrived in Lin'an long ago? What have you done? I have only come to see my master now?
In front of Guo Huai, two sword jades appeared behind him at the same time. Jian Yuji, opposite him, fell to the ground, his elbow pierced by the star whip, was bleeding; the other one was no different from the injured sword jade, but had a little more ethereal temperament.
Guo Huai coughed, and blood foam splashed from the wound on his shoulder. With his cough, Jian Yuji's body changed faintly. The originally dazzling face turned cold like frost, but it was a woman Cheng Zongyang had seen in the southern wilderness: Sister Qi
Jian Yuji, who was standing behind Guo Huai, gently pulled out the long sword, and blood poured out from Guo Huai's shoulders like a fountain.
Jian Yuji said lightly: Da Diao Hu is reborn today, which is a happy and congratulatory
Mi Yuanzhi mentioned that the woman in black was fighting against Yi Biao and others. Cheng Zongyang took preconceived ideas and thought it was Sister Qi, completely ignoring Xiao Ling'er's little bitch Jian Yuji and Sister Qi were both masters of illusion. As a result, Sister Qi pretended to be Jian Yuji and successfully deceived everyone present. In the end, Jian Yuji's true body gave Guo Da Diaoyan a fatal blow.
No wonder when Cheng Zongyang fought with Jian Yuji, he felt that she was not as powerful as she thought. At first, she thought she wanted to save her life, but now she thought that she was afraid that the moment she flew into the hall, these two bitches changed positions with each other.
When Cheng Zongyang realized that he was cheating on Jian Yuji, the situation could no longer be dealt with. Guo Huai was injured 52 times in succession, leaving him alone, but there were two sword Yuji and Qi on the opposite side. Even though Qi's elbow was injured, he could not hold the sword, and there was also Jian Yuji, who was unpredictable.
The sudden change almost burst Cheng Zongyang's eyes in the blink of an eye. All the two helpers he invited were seriously injured. The winner was immediately reversed and the trump card was out. The bitches on the opposite side seemed to have endless means. He was ready for this Hongmen banquet. After all, Jian Yuji was better at it. I was afraid that he would not steal the chicken and even his old capital would be compensated.
Instead of sitting and waiting for death, it is better to fight to the death! Cheng Zongyang said nothing and rushed towards Jian Yuji without saying a word.
Jian Yuji smiled slightly, raised her sword and pointed it on the tip of the dragon-slaying sword. She just picked it lightly, and Cheng Zongyang's desperate dragon-slaying sword flew out of his hand.
At this time, both sides were only about a foot. Cheng Zongyang took off his weapon. The toothless tiger sword jadeite raised his white jade palm and went to Cheng Zongyang's chest to mark his eyes. Suddenly, Cheng Zongyang's chest was shining. In the lightning, a strong light penetrated Jian Yujie's jade palm, but no blood was splashed out.
This is not that he stabbed another illusion body, but that Jian Yuji's palm was penetrated by lightning, and the splashed blood was evaporated directly before it even flowed out.
Cheng Zongyang stretched his hand in his arms, and his clothes were broken on his chest; when his palm was stretched out, there was a long sword flashing with lightning in his palm, which was the laser sword he hid in his arms!
If he showed off the laser knife first, using Jian Yuji's sword technique, at most another dragon-slaying sword. Moreover, his dantian had just undergone a mutated change and was not used smoothly, and his strength was reduced by a further level. Cheng Zongyang took a dangerous blow, held the hilt of the knife and forced the blade out in his arms, and finally injured this woman who seemed to never be defeated.
The dragon-slaying sword that was picked off was still flying in the air. Jian Yuji and Cheng Zongyang were about to part with each other. After several feet, her beautiful eyes were as calm as water, without any shock, and a look of surprise, but her subordinates were in an uproar.
Ximen Qing covered his chest and laughed: Xian Ji was actually injured, hahahahaha...
Sister Qi ignored her injuries and rushed to Jian Yuji's side, held her wrist and said sternly: How could this happen? The Master of the Sect said, once you are injured, Jian Yuji glanced at her coldly, Sister Qi closed her mouth, but her chest couldn't keep it from rising and falling, and the shock and anger in her eyes could not be erased.
Jian Yuji suddenly raised her head and saw a figure jumping into the air from behind the collapsed hall, grabbing the dragon-slaying sword, and then slashing it straight down.
Cheng Zongyang was happy and thought it was a traitor who found out with conscience. He cheated the corpse from the temple. When he looked closely, he was a masked guest.
The man held the dragon-slaying sword and descended from the sky. Before the attack arrived, he had already rolled up the sword wind in the sky. His voice was amazing and he was very domineering.
Sister Qi stood in front of Jian Yuji, holding the sword in her left hand to face the Dragon Slaying Sword. She had been dealing with this Dragon Slaying Sword for a long time. She knew that the sharpness of the Dragon Slaying Sword was on the blade. As long as you avoid the blade, you can fight with an ordinary steel knife.
The man's sword technique was much more sophisticated than Cheng Zongyang. On the side of the blade, he cut off Sister Qi's long sword in the middle, and the biting cold air left a long blood mark on her arm.
Jian Yuji's expression was always calm. Seeing that the love general's arm was not protected, she gently tapped her left jade finger and avoided the blade by a slight difference. She pressed it on the side of the knife, although the dragon-slaying sword was sharp, and she was locked by her true energy, as if she was wrapped in a sheath and it was difficult to break free.
The masked guest held the knife in both hands and waved it left and right, broke away from Jian Yuji's jade finger, then flew away, and grabbed Cheng Zongyang's collar: Let's go!
Hearing this voice, Cheng Zongyang cursed first and shouted: I can't run away! Kill her!
The man was also not vague: I'm stupid! You won't leave! I'll leave!
Cheng Zongyang did not retreat but advanced instead. The slender laser knife whistled down and the masked man stomped his feet, turned around and killed Jian Yuji, while shouting: Just one move!
Jian Yuji Feng's eyes were cold, she held the hilt of the sword with her left hand, and the long sword drew a mysterious arc, pointing it in the middle of the laser blade.
Cheng Zongyang's Dantian changes, and the sword body condensed by the true energy is fragile. He barely blocked half of the move, and the laser knife almost took off his hand.
But he bought half a move for the masked man, and the masked guest didn't say a word, and the dragon-slaying sword headed towards the sword Yu Jijuan like a strong wind
The dragon-slaying sword doubled its power in his hands, and its fierce momentum seemed to fight with Jian Yuji and Sister Qi at the same time. Unexpectedly, the masked guest picked up the stone incense burner in half like a kick to the hydrangea, and attacked the two of them. Then he dragged Cheng Zongyang and threw it to the wall. He did not move his shoulders and his hands did not shake. He retreated quickly while kicking the broken stone bricks.
The exquisite footwork of Cheng Zongyang only saw in his life that the bricks and stones were like living creatures at his feet, either straight or slanted, even turning, circled, turned around, and flew around like raindrops, and then turned back and attacked Jian Yuji and Sister Qi. If on the football field, each kick would be a world wave, but the old guy ran faster. Cheng Zongyang climbed the wall with one hand, and before he could see it, he was invisible without a trace.
But he left a sentence with great loyalty, Xuantian Sword is here! Who will kill me!
Sister Qi shouted and flew to chase him, but was stopped by Jian Yuji: Fraud
Cheng Zongyang wanted to leave, but unfortunately, just now, he only looked at the footwork of the masked man. He missed the opportunity and deliberately led them to chase him. He was not fooled. It was not easy to leave now. He stinged his head and smiled: Xian Ji Zhen was so exposed in such a dress. Has he been staying in the Black Demon Sea for a long time and had a habit of being exposed?
Jian Yuji said lightly: My body is like a mirror, what the young master sees is just what he thinks in his heart.
Liar Ah! I still want you to show it. Cheng Zongyang said: Stop talking nonsense! I can kill me!
Jian Yuji stretched out her palm, and the injuries in her palm disappeared. For more than ten years, the only one who could hurt me was the young master.
Last time it was Yue Niaoren? Cheng Zongyang smiled and said with a wry smile: I heard that guy has always raped and killed the woman he is enemies. I wonder where Xian Ji was injured last time?
Ximen Qing was about to speak, but suddenly she looked frightened. Then she kicked her feet and pulled her body hard.
The clothes on his waist and abdomen suddenly broke open, and a piece of sharp sword tip quietly exposed about an inch from his abdomen, and then it struck everything horizontally, with blood splashing like a fan, cut out from under his ribs.
Everyone's eyes changed at the same time. Everyone was shocked. They all didn't expect that Cheng Zongyang would still hide his back until now. Cheng Zongyang was surprised and happy. God knew where the killer came from, but at least he was not from the Black Demon Sea.
The long sword suddenly disappeared as if it was coming, without any trace. Its skills were actually a few points higher than the masked man just now
The wound on Ximen Qing's waist almost cut his body in half. He threw himself to the ground with a loud bang, and said with difficulty: Save me! Save me...
Sister Qi was shocked first, then she showed a hint of sneer: Don’t worry, even if there is only the head left, the Master of the Teaching Master can bring you back
Ximen Qing showed resentful eyes, obviously the feeling of resurrection was not good
Jian Yuji's expression was as calm as usual, but Rushui's eyes showed a hint of regret. She sighed quietly and said lightly: But I miscalculated my calculations, and the young master kept coming. Next time I fight, I will definitely be careful.
Cheng Zongyang sneered: Don’t rush to leave! It’s still early, so everyone will chat for another two hours, while talking, watching the high-ranking officials die. I won’t change this fun for me!
Ximen Qing has an extraordinary position in the sea of black demons. His injuries are almost halved. If you delay for a moment, you will have a little more danger. Cheng Zongyang calculates the sword Yu Ji, who dares not bet on Ximen Qing's life, then he will pull the Shunfeng flag.
Sure enough, Jian Yuji took his sneer, put away his long sword as if nothing had happened, then took a step back, bowed and said softly: I hope you take good care of your son.
Sister Qi looked at Cheng Zongyang coldly, took Ximen Qing and Wu Mama, and they flew away.
If he is lucky enough in this battle, he will die seven or eight times, but Cheng Zongyang is not afraid at all. He is only confused about who the masked man is. He can guess 70% just by looking at his superb footwork that is comparable to making money. Plus his goal is straightforward enough. He snatched the Dragon Slaying Sword and ran away. If he can't guess the identity of the old guy, he doesn't have to mess around.
But who was the assassin who almost cut Ximen Qing in half? Cheng Zongyang had no clue. The assassin retreated with one blow, and did not reveal his figure at all. Even Jian Yuji couldn't figure it out and stopped suddenly. However, Cheng Zongyang thought about Lin'an's friendship, and did not think about which god would rescue him.
But one thing is certain, the assassin is still in the temple and has no evil intentions towards him.
Cheng Zongyang first looked at the injuries of Jin Wushu and the Green-faced Beast. They were injured by Jian Yuji, who was hiding. Although the injuries were severe, they were not fatal.
The more serious injury was Mi Yuanzhi. His chest and abdomen were cut open by the eight-armed demon monk. If someone else died, the masters from Taiyi Zhenzong did have other skills in health preservation. Mi Yuanzhi calmed down his breath and concentrated his mind. His injuries did not worsen. He was just unable to move. It seemed that sending him back to Taiyi Zhenzong's Taoist temple could save his life.
Guo Da Diaowei was already unable to turn things around. His breath was like a gossip, barely protecting his heart veins and a little warmth, but life was like a candle in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time. He lowered his eyes and said hoarsely: Please... I'll send the old slave back to the palace...
Cheng Zongyang comforted: Don't worry, Da Diao, I have a doctor here, I will be fine if I take care of it for a few more days.
Guo Huai put a smooth whip in his hand, coughed twice and stopped talking, his body became stiff like a dead tree, but it blocked the six consciousnesses and entered into concentration.
Cheng Zongyang stood up and said loudly: That friend, come out.
As soon as he finished speaking, a sword light suddenly flew out, instantly crossing more than ten feet away, and slashed Mi Yuanzhi's head with one sword
The long sword like phoenix feathers nailed to the ground with blood everywhere, trembling slightly, blood splashed out from the broken neck splashed on the messy bricks and stones. Mi Yuanzhi's headless body sat stiffly for a moment, and then fell to the ground
The death qi that Cheng Zongyang had been looking forward to finally appeared, but when the overall situation was settled, he almost instinctively pressed his forehead to deal with the severe pain caused by absorbing the death qi. However, this time the scar on the temple did not respond at all. Instead, the qi wheel in the dantian suddenly rose, and the absorbed chaotic air flow was included in it.
Cheng Zongyang pressed his temple with one hand and looked at the assassin who appeared with a strange expression.
A beautiful woman walked out of the flowers swayingly. Her steps were light and soft. Every step she took, her body swung skillfully and softly, like a lotus leaf swaying in the wind. She walked to Cheng Zongyang before knelt down. Her two jade hands spread out in front of her, and put her head on the ground in a pious posture, and said softly: I'll kowtow to my master.
Looking at the gentle and picturesque Zhuo Yunjun, Cheng Zongyang finally understood and exhaled: No wonder you wanted to kill him, it was cruel enough! Although I don’t know how the dead girl would let her come out alone, but now it was not the time when I was talking, Cheng Zongyang briefly ordered: Cuiweiyuan, Tianxiang Shuixie
The beautiful woman leaned over and bowed, and rushed out of the temple like light smoke
As soon as Zhuo Yunjun left, a sound of footsteps came from outside the temple. Then Yi Biao pushed open the door and strode in his shoulders, arms, legs, and back. Obviously, after a fierce fight, his waist and back were still straight.
Yi Biao touched his feet and saluted Cheng Zongyang and reported! A row of direct battalions was attacked! A total of seven people were killed in battle and sixteen people were injured.
Cheng Zongyang felt heartbroken. Jian Yuji held hands with him everywhere, but spared no effort to deal with his subordinates and directly under the battalion lost a quarter of the loss in one platoon in one battle. If Jian Yuji had not retreated on his own initiative, there would have been more casualties. If it weren't for the two pieces that unexpectedly appeared to disrupt her layout, it would be impossible for the entire army to be wiped out.
Where are Lao Kuang and Feng Dafa?
The two mages are safe and sound
Li Zongyang hesitated for a moment, what about handsome?
The girl Shishi broke several ribs and was still in a coma. Yi Biao's face turned slightly red, and the woman was kidnapped.
You Chan? Cheng Zongyang felt a tight heart. He met You Chan by chance. At most, he played a role in a play, and each person got what he wanted. It was not a good relationship. But compared to other women in the Black Demon Sea, You Chan, who mistakenly thought he was the Asuka Ninja, was undoubtedly the most innocent. Now that his identity is exposed, the punishment You Chan faces can be imagined.
Cheng Zongyang thought for a while and said: Let’s go back to the garden first!
The only eight people in the direct battalion, including Cheng Zongyang, were intact, Kuang Zhongyu and Feng Dafa, although they were not injured, were too exhausted.
Fortunately, Cuiwei Garden and Xiaoyingzhou are separated by water. Everyone took three boats to transport all the dead and injured companions back to the garden. The bodies of other people on the island were handled by the Snow Falcon Group.
After listening to Yi Biao's narration, Cheng Zongyang realized that it was Xiao Ling'er who attacked the direct camp. After she forced out the cold air of the dragon-slaying sword, she hid in the ground. As soon as she appeared, she injured the second lieutenant Zhou Feng accompanied her and more than twenty black-clad men. The short masked men came and went without a trace. The moves were strange. The direct camp suffered a great loss as soon as they caught the enemy. Feng Dafa desperately blew up an empty field with his grenade, and everyone stabilized their feet.
Fortunately, in order to heal Cao Ziyuan, Cuiweiyuan purchased a large number of medicinal materials. At this moment, Qingpu was waiting in the garden. When he saw Qin Hui being carried in hard, he was shocked. Qin Huizhi could be said to be the most powerful subordinate under Cheng Zongyang. Even he failed. Even if he won this battle, he might not be able to pay the loss.
Then the wounded were sent in one by one. Including Yi Biao, the seventeen soldiers in the direct battalion were in different severity. The three most serious were at risk of death at any time. Lin Qingpu knew nothing about medical skills. He was about to send someone to invite a doctor but was stopped by Kuang Zhongyu. If so many wounded people were seen by outsiders, there was no second way to go except to silence the doctor.
Kuang Zhongyu opened Li Shishi's needle box, took two fine needles, stabbed Cheng Zongyang carefully placed Guo Huai on the stretcher, and turned around and saw this scene.
It would be fine if Kuang Zhongyu was proficient in medical skills, but how could he look at the acupuncture method? Cheng Zongyang hurried over and hugged Li Shishi's shoulder: Lao Kuang, why are you stabbing?
Kuang Zhongyu said sternly: To save lives and help the wounded, of course, we must invite the great sages of Guangming Temple.
Cheng Zongyang had a headache, and Xingyue Lake and Guangmingguantang were resentful, which could be seen from Kuang Zhongyu's tone, and he couldn't help but complain: Lao Wen, are you too scrupulous?
Kuang Zhongyu said without blushing and breathing: Thank you Major Cheng for giving the name! From now on, I will call the cautious old Kuang.
The jade man in his arms moved slightly, woke up from his coma and saw that his shoulders were hugged by Cheng Zongyang. Li Shishi's jade face suddenly turned red, and he barely broke away from his arms, and then became pale. She stroked her ribs with one hand, frowning her eyebrows, and looked at the wounded in the hall in surprise.
Cheng Zongyang said: You should rest for a while, I will ask someone to go find a doctor
Li Shishi understood, and she shook her head with difficulty, looked at the sergeant next to her and said: He was injured by a sharp weapon. When he fell, the wound was mixed with mud and sand. Although the hole was sealed and stopped bleeding, the injury worsened. Quickly use soybean oil to clean the wound and then apply gold-inducing medicine. Take three feet of white cloth, it is best to boil it in boiling water and dry it for bandage.
Lin Qingpu and the uninjured sergeant immediately followed her instructions to deal with her companions' injuries.
Another soldier was injured by a blunt weapon and had his right arm fractured. At this moment, Li Shishi was unable to correct his bones, so he temporarily fixed it with a willow ply.
Cheng Zongyang called Lin Qingpu and whispered: You are here to take care of me, I will send Guo Da Diao back to the palace first
Lin Qingpu said: Someone from Taiyi Zhenzong came to visit the head of the family and waited until this time. Why not go to see the young master first? It would be better to wait until the Shishi girl saw the big siew and then send it to her.
Cheng Zongyang hesitated, OK, don’t let Shishi be so tired that he had seen the big Diaoyan, notify me immediately
The bloody cloth was untied layer by layer, and finally the body of Mi Yuanzhi's body and head were separated.
Two disciples from Taiyi Zhenzong pinched their noses and looked at them, then nodded quickly
Cheng Zongyang said regretfully: Dao Mi showed his power and was able to compete with the seven masters of the Black Demon Sea! He had many enemies and was few. Although he lost several enemies in a row, he died in the end with hatred.
Two Taoists bowed and said: The head sect has issued a decree, and Mi killed demons to eliminate demons in the world. If this war is resolved, he will definitely become an immortal. He is originally a tribe, and it is also a rare fate to achieve the great way.
Cheng Zongyang felt chills, and Mi Yuanzhi was sent by Lin Caiquan as a scapegoat. His body was soaked intestines and his stomach was broken, and he was even lost. He was even called a soldier and immortal by the old thief. He was really a bunch of shit that could be said to be five-spice by the old guy.
I don't know if it was his illusion, but the two disciples of Taiyi Zhenzong didn't seem to be sad about Mi Yuanzhi's death. Instead, they felt relieved after they found out their identity, and then took Mi Yuanzhi's body away.
A moment later, a slight sound from the screen, a woman in a Taoist robe came out. One of them was a disciple of Helinguan, but the other had never seen him.
Cheng Zongyang sat on the chair without moving, and said lazily: Is that true?
Zhuo Yunjun said softly: Helin Temple is a group of Lin Thief. If they bring the corpse back to the temple, those who are interested can recognize my sword technique if they pay a little attention.
Cheng Zongyang frowned. Did you do it on purpose?
Mi Yuanzhi was cut off from behind by Zhuo Yunjun. Such injuries were not difficult to hide unless they were deliberately left with traces; it was only possible that they could be recognized by intentional
Zhuo Yunjun said: This is my mother's order, I dare not not kill me
What the dead girl asked you to do? Where is the other person?
Mom asked the servant to serve him first, and Mom would come later
Cheng Zongyang frowned and what the hell is the girl who died? He let this bitch come to An alone and deliberately reveal his identity? Although bitch Zhuo was cursed by the dead girl, Taiyi Zhenzong itself is a master of magic. If she untie the forbidden spell, she will be troublesome if she wants to catch her again.
Zhuo Yunjun greeted Cheng Zongyang again. She knelt down, put her hands on the ground and bowed down, and said coquettishly: I have seen the master, my master, my master is lucky.
After the ceremony, Zhuo Yunjun's fairy posture suddenly became melodious. If the fairy girl who had just been born, she would be like seeing the gold medalist's red card pink head.
After not seeing each other for many days, Zhuo Yunjun's Taoist robe is spacious and elegant, making people feel out of the world, but there is a strange sense of beauty in her face. It seems that when she has just been dressed up and then looked carefully, although her kneeling posture is gentle, her body under her clothes is exposed, and she trembles slightly inside her clothes, revealing a beautiful spring light.
Cheng Zongyang's heart moved slightly and raised the corners of his lips and said: Meiren Zhuo, let the master see if you have gained weight or lost weight.
Zhuo Yunjun got up, grabbed the silk ribbon on his waist with his hands, and the Taoist robe slid to the ground like a shed wing, revealing a jade body that was shaking frost and snow, walking slowly
Cheng Zongyang couldn't help but whistle. Since he was hidden by Xiao Zi that day, he had not seen this bitch for a while. At this time, it seemed that Zhuo Meiren's whole body had been carefully modified, and there was no flaw. Her breasts became more and more plump. As her feet moved, they were like a soft snow ball trembling slightly up and down, full of tempting flesh.
Under the faint glow of the sunset, her body was as white as fat, from the tip of her nose, and there was no trace of hair visible on her body, as smooth as a piece of porcelain
The sight of Cheng Zongyang's eyes flashed, and Zhuo Meiren was wearing a pair of ivory-carved high heels on her feet! The slender and elegant heels and the delicate and smooth soles were all the same as he described to Xiao Zi, but the high heels were only half the size of a normal shoe. Zhuo Meiren's jade feet were wrapped inside without feeling tight at all, which was surprisingly small.
As her feet became small, Zhuo Yunjun had to carefully find a soft center of gravity, and her waist swung left and right like a jade willow. Her round buttocks twisted lightly, adding a bit of a beautiful look, especially the beautiful phoenix-eyed pussy between her thighs, which appeared and disappeared between the white legs. Every time she took a step, the delicate pussy became moister, and the delicate luster seemed to flow down from the pussy.
Under Xiao Zi's conditioning, Zhuo Yunjun's injuries were healed and her cultivation was completely restored. She rushed from Jiangzhou to Lin'an. It took less than ten days to travel thousands of miles. However, the short steps inside the room were extremely difficult. As soon as she walked to the master, she couldn't help but feel weak all over.
Cheng Zongyang held the beautiful woman in his arms like a baby, holding her beautiful woman in his arms, holding her jade legs up and taking off her ivory shoes.
I don't know what secret method the dead girl used. Zhuo Meiren's feet had not moved, but they shrank half, becoming extremely small. Her crystal-like soles were like carved from white jade, and she didn't hold it in her palm. She was so shiny and smooth that she had to bear the weight of her body. No wonder she walked so swaying without using her cultivation.
Cheng Zongyang said: The only female sect in Taiyi Zhenzong has a pair of small feet that are more slutty than a bitch. If you lit these small feet, those who want to fuck you can be arranged from Lin'an to Longchi.
Zhuo Yunjun had been used to being tricked. At this time, when he heard Cheng Zongyang's teasing, he felt a sense of peace of mind that he finally hid under his master's wings after running for many days. She curled softly in her master's arms, gently kicked off her other ivory shoes, raised her feet and said softly: My little feet are white and soft, smooth as grease, and soft as cotton, so that she can enjoy the master.
Cheng Zongyang held her soft and soft body, holding her soft and boneless slender feet in both hands, and suddenly felt a strong impulse. Her feet were extremely sensitive, like ice-skinned and jade bones. She held in her hands but was soft and round. Her skin was as thin as white jade, with delicate curves and graceful arches, as if they were soft and graceful.
Cheng Zongyang finally suppressed the feeling of impatience and smiled and said: Is there any more?
Zhuo Yunjun's arms wrapped around his neck and said in his ear: The phoenix eye hole of the slave is tight and slippery inside. The master just needs to put the penis in, and it will become deeper and deeper.
Cheng Zongyang smiled and said: I want to prostitution, but I have no money
Zhuo Yunjun's jade cheeks were slightly red, and he said: As long as the master likes it, it is free.
Cheng Zongyang said, holding up her chin, Zhuo Yunjun obediently raised her face, spitting out her fragrant tongue, Cheng Zongyang kissed her little mouth without hesitation, and spreading his palms to caress her jade body.
After a long time, Cheng Zongyang let go and sneered: Meiren Zhuo, you have arrived in Lin'an long ago? What have you done? I have only come to see my master now?
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