Cormorant ladle, parrot cup, 36,000 days a year, 300 cups a day, you must pour 300 cups a day to see the green duck heads in the Han River, just like the first grape vegetation. If this river turns into spring wine, it will build a hill and a hill...
Li Bai Xiangyang Song
Outside the city of Xiangyang, on the Han River, it has been a place where heroes buried their bones since ancient times, and the place where people are so powerful that they can see the majestic atmosphere at any time. Only tonight, behind Yanghu Mountain, although the clouds cover the moon, the night cry is so sad, but in the Siyu Tower Hall located in the mountain, there are bright lights and flesh, which is actually a beautiful scene of sweat and lust flowing together.
The carefully carved red sandalwood screen had been removed, and the wardrobe and tables had long disappeared. A layer of soft cotton mattress was laid on the ground, turning the originally open hall into a place for lively fights. Three naked bodies were walking upwards. The man lying on his back, with white skin and slightly hairy. The body hair extending from his navel to his crotch was still covered with a few stars of whiteness, and his body abdomen was also slightly blessed. He was a little old, but his hairy legs spread to both sides were still round and thick, showing that he was a martial arts person.
The slump was lost, and the fat boy who looked like a child and nephew was erected with a perfect shape, a proud object with a huge head and a thick stem, towards his open buttocks, and the delicate and pink secret aft of the anus, thrust his waist and thrusts.
The straight penis of the middle-aged man lying on his back swayed around with the rhythm of his body, and his shape was very unbearable. If you look closely at the middle-aged man's appearance and temperament, he is a hero in the hero. The dragon beetle among the people is definitely not an ordinary character in the world. Even if he is bullied by others, his aura is still hard to ignore.
I saw the slightly fat boy coming in and out in a strange rhythm, cooperating with the flesh hole that tightly wrapped around his lower body, causing the owner of the flesh to frown slightly, and occasionally made several sexy moans that were almost inaudible, echoing back and forth in the silent mountain buildings, making it clear and audible and confusing.
The difference between men and men is that the young man's hands are not only spreading the other's legs, but his palms are firmly close to the Yongquan acupoint at the bottom of the other's feet. The overall interaction posture of the two shows a strange skill, rather than just doing the Longyang thing.
Under the light, the boy who was buried in his head and sweaty on his forehead had a little messy beard on his face, which somewhat reduced his tenderness from last year, but when he looked at his appearance carefully, his thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his plump nose was plump and straight. Hey~ Isn't it that fat boy Ren Bodun?
I saw that he was still childish, his face was flushed and he was panting. He was twisting his waist desperately, driving the straight iron-like cock between his legs, and doing his best under the light of sweat. Although the middle-aged man lying on his back was not easy to do with him, the level of lust gradually collapsed and began to make selfless moans, and he took the initiative to raise his waist with both hands, catering to Ren Bodun's waist-twisting action in time, and moved his plump buttocks in time, and in conjunction with the vigorous force of invading his thick penis, his appearance was slightly lewd, which was far from his usual dignified image.
At this time, behind the boy, a naked middle-aged guest with a thick body and gray hair sighed softly, slowly retracted his palms flat against the boy's back and said in a deep voice: Alas~ Brother Guan, Xiao Dun, we may not be able to practice this way
It turned out that the middle-aged man who was lying on his back on the mattress, naked and allowed the boy to invade him freely was Guan Zhenyuan, the old master of Guanjiabao, Xiangyang. This was the 13th time when the two of them came to Guanren to practice the Heart Sutra of Pure Land. Guan Zhenyuan, who had a slightly messy hair, supported his upper body with his hand. After the breath gradually stabilized in his chest, he rose up naked. He frowned slightly and walked back and forth, as if he was pondering and thinking.
Although Ren Bodun saw Guan Zhenyuan naked, he was like this, and it was shaking under the light without covering it. This was the first time
I saw that under the light, Guan Zhenyuan's body was thick and slightly fat, his body was white and hairy, and his lower body was soft and drooping. Although his size was not as big as that of Zuo Ren and the other two, his shape was also majestic and moderate, and his shape was beautiful. In conjunction with Guan Zhenyuan's solemn and noble, gentle and restrained manner, he gave another impulse to treat him rudely. After the lustful thought arose, Ren Bodun's lower abdomen became hot, and his penis suddenly rose up again without realizing it, causing a heat on his face. He hurriedly covered it with his palms, but he still couldn't escape Zuo Wuxuan's eyes, who had just said that he could not practice it.
Oh ~ It's not bad, it's been less than a month. Even Uncle Guan can make you excited like this now. Tsk tsk tsk tsk... It's true that young people are terrifying, not simple, not simple~ Hum
The tone is very sharp and meaningful, and it looks as if it is sour and firm.
Ren Bodun was angry and was angry for a moment and couldn't accept the words. Fortunately, Guan Zhenyuan smiled and said to smooth things over: Xiao Dun~ Don't pay attention to your Uncle Zuo. His mean face is afraid that it will be difficult to change until death. I have something to discuss with your Uncle Zuo. You go downstairs to rest first, and send people to prepare some food.
Ren Bodun saw the two people at Guan Zuo and began to talk in a low voice. He first touched his nose and scratched his head, and looked like he wanted to say something but stopped but didn't say anything. He put on his clothes, then went downstairs and left the hall.
The moon had just climbed the mountain outside. The light cloud gauze that had originally covered its appearance could not keep up with its footsteps. The moon quietly sprinkled a bright silvery white on the river surface, adding a bit of mysterious tranquility to the lonely night. By the river, a white bird like a sand gull was unknown. I don’t know if it was lost or rushing at night. It was trying to flap out the river flow marks that had not seen the waves.
Ren Bodun stared at the bird and looked at it. After a while, he suddenly muttered: Hum~ What a damn thing? [Desire is greater than love]! I see Uncle Guan is reluctant to do it, but I am very stubborn. Hum~
Over the past month, Ren Bodun used the words that were said to be [Purple Fire True Dragon Pillar] in an unusual number of times. He has not yet fully exhausted his energy and is considered a miracle.
If it were other ordinary people, they would practice it every day and night. Even if they were tenacious and unscrupulous, they would have been tired and unable to get excited. What would they do if they wanted to do so?
But Ren Boduan, the fat boy, is more energetic as he practices. The spirit of his words seems to be more and more majestic. Whenever he thinks of Uncle Guan Zhenyuan pursing his lips tightly, he looks ashamed to refuse and greet him. He is having fun with him. He stretches his legs hard and twists his waist hard. When he cooperates with his sprinting movement of hard thrusting, his cute beard slightly opened and his charming look of moaning in a low voice, Ren Boduan's lower abdomen buzzes, igniting a desire, and begins to feel like a man. He even looks at the short and terrible beard that just emerges from his chin, looking into the bronze mirror, the short and messy beard that just emerges from his chin, looks particularly unique.
[The Pure Land Heart Method] This thing is indeed a bit tricky. Ren Bodun touched his beard that was not fully grown in his chin, thinking like this
However, the internal force that should be increased with the joint practice is not at all. Every time from the second heaven [intentional trance] to the third heaven [upper peak], we must start to guide Uncle Guan to open the natal clitoris in his inner elixir, and the internal force will collapse due to lack of strength. It is mostly because his essence and internal elixir has not yet formed. Although Uncle Guan tried hard to explain the formation of the internal essence of the essence, it was not possible to arrive overnight. How many people have been in their lifetime but still have no chance to see the mystery of the hall.
But looking at the disappointed expressions of Uncle Guan Zhenyuan and Uncle Zuo, Ren Bodun's heart was not to mention the annoyance, and sometimes he even wondered whether he was really learning the material of [Peaceful Heart Method]
In addition, since I came to Guanjiabao, I stayed almost all day around Siyu Tower. Not to mention the heroes of Guan Long March Guan who were thinking about it, I had never seen many raw and mature faces in the fort.
Ren Bodun has always been easy-going and has nothing to do with everything, but he doesn't really take these things to heart. It's just that he is a young man's heart and always keeps these things in his heart, so he can't help but be upset.
While thinking, a gentle and thick voice suddenly came from Ren Bodun’s ears: What are you thinking stupidly? Didn’t you look for you tonight?
There is no need to look back. Ren Bodun knew that it was Guan Changzheng. He was happy and embarrassed. He didn't know how to react for a while, and was stupid on the spot.
Hey~ Why haven't you seen me for more than a month, but you seem to have become a different person, even your appearance and temperament are very different...
After speaking, Ren Bodun realized that a majestic figure appeared silently around him. He was gentle in terms of temperament, but his figure was majestic and steady. Although his appearance was very similar to Uncle Guan Zhenyuan, his overall temperament was very different. He was also gentle in the same manner as the father and son, but he was not as generous and solemn as Uncle Guan after years of training. Instead, he had a vague conceit and confidence, just like a sharp long sword inserted in a big stone. Even if he couldn't see its sword body, he could still feel the sharp sharpness it emitted.
Under the beautiful moonlight shining behind the faint clouds, Ren Bodun, who was sitting on the edge of the cliff, looked up, and Guan Long March was like a war god standing between heaven and earth, which was daunting.
Ren Bodun quickly got up, not knowing how to talk for a while
I almost thought I had recognized the wrong person, haha~ Guan Changzheng's chuckle more or less dispelled the stiffness in the scene. Ren Bodun said in a stuttering manner: Guan~ Hero Guan...I~
Guan Changzheng's face, which was originally a little smile, glanced at a little displeasure, and interrupted Ren Bodun's words and said: "Dad's marriage, my father has plans for me. I am a child, so it is not advisable to know about it, so please don't need to tell me the details."
Ren Bodun almost wanted to knock off his broken little head with a big stick, and quickly changed the topic: Guan Daxia, why did you have time to come to the back mountain today? I haven’t seen you for a long time? Uncle Guan misses you very much?
Guan Changzheng glared at Ren Bodun, and then turned his head and continued lightly: A few days ago, some problems occurred in Jingnan Trade Road. The Guan family's local branch had some conflicts with the [Fuhua Wanpo Sect] located in Yunnan. In addition, the young man with a haggard face that I accidentally killed on the night I met you. Later, I learned that he was the disciple of Senior [Dog Hand Yan Luo]. The distant and nearby hatred exploded. I had to temporarily leave the trivial matters and go to Jingzhou to tell my father about his relatives. However, these days, I heard that Senior [Dog Hand Yan Luo], who rarely traveled to the Central Plains, actually planned to leave Yunnan and Guizhou to go to the Central Plains. Whether he would come to find the Guan Family Fortress has not yet been known. However, since this matter was caused by me, I would naturally rush back to deal with it, for fear of disturbing my father's peace. I have been paying attention to the situation in the back mountain from time to time these days, so I have been doing it.
That is your filial piety, Uncle Guan must be very happy to know
, This kind of flattery words of hitting snakes and sticks were learned by Ren Bodun early in the Ren family during the current period. It is a must-have flattery recipe for family members. However, Guan Long March's joys and anger seemed not very good. Ren Bodun still couldn't see any tricks, and he was worried.
I saw that Guan Changzheng never spoke or was able to say anything. After a long time, I asked indifferently: How is the relationship between Dad and Uncle Zuo?
Ren Bodun really couldn't figure out the relationship between them, so he had to reply carefully: Uncle Guan and Uncle Zuo seem to be old friends he had known each other long ago?
Well, that's right, I just finished sixteen at that time...ah~
When Ren Bodun saw Guan Changzheng, he looked as if he sighed about the past, and wondered if Guan Changzheng had had any affair with Uncle Zuo?
It seems that if the size is larger, it is probably beneficial. Just thinking about how to train your size and appearance well, Guan Changzheng's cold words came into his ears: Don't use your dirty little head to think randomly, I have nothing to do with Uncle Zuo
The thought was guessed, which really scared Ren Bodun. He quickly blushed and wanted to explain everything. However, he also understood that his simple image in Guan Changzheng's heart was probably like the surging Han River, and he never returned.
While Ren Bodun's little head was still circling around how to restore his pure image, the battle occurred almost without warning. Guan Changzheng, who was originally slightly angry, suddenly his face darkened, his body condensed, and he only stretched out his hand and rolled Ren Bodun, who was still unable to figure out the east, west, south and north, and whispered in Ren Bodun's ear: An enemy is coming, notify his father!
As soon as he finished speaking, Ren Bodun was shocked to realize that he was being sent to Siyu Tower like a fallen leaf. He turned around and saw Guan Long March quickly taking off his outer robe and heading towards the dark and invisible depths of the dense forest. He quickly rolled away, but in the air less than three feet away, he was eroded into pieces by unknown things, and the fragments were still alive. He rolled back to the place where Guan Long March stood.
When the sound of Guan Long March sword breaking through the air came, Ren Bodun was already outside Siyu Tower, and when he opened his mouth and wanted to shout, a big hand suddenly stretched out from the darkness, covering Ren Bodun's big mouth that was about to cry out, and then his waist numb and dragged it into the dense forest with his head and people.
Ren Bodun didn't have to look back and he was still complaining in his heart. The feeling of the big hand was very familiar. It was Zhimingzi Lin Yuanbai, who had not seen the news for a long time. He thought that his eyes turned dark and he was knocked out.
Ping Luyao just stepped down the Dongting Gang's unique double-brig river ship, and was half escorted and half escorted to the Dongting Gang Master Hall. Looking around at the Dongting Gang Master Hall, the decorations have completely changed, Ping Luyao suddenly realized that his only remaining value lies in his mastery of the Dongting Gang's fleet and his understanding of the hydrological data of the Dongting Lake. In addition to the gang leader, the gang belongs to him, who grew up in Dongting Lake since childhood, and his memory and understanding of the hydrology of the Dongting Lakes is the most complete.
Just as I thought of this, I heard the familiar low and thick voice from the Dongting Gang leader Sha Tiannan.
Gangmaster Gong, I heard that you have recently found another beautiful woman who is so tender that she is dripping with water. It turns out that she is so beautiful, haha…
Hum~ I said, "Sha Lao Ku, don't meet for a while, so I was busy exposing my scars. You are so lustful, but you are not as tall as me, Gong Qing.
The person who is called Gong Gangmai is Gong Zhaosheng, the powerful leader of Jingtian Gangmai. Because he is also lustful, he has always had good friends with Sha Tiannan and is also the main force of the Dongting Gang to restrain Guanjiabao's development in Jingnan.
It has been rumored outside that the leader of Sha Gang practiced in seclusion and was so serious that even his subordinates could not see him. This is awesome. Hearing the leader of Sha Gang's voice was like a bell, not only did he not see the injured posture, but his skills were greatly improved. It is really a pity that I admired. I will serve as the head of the Divine Sword Sect. Congratulations to the gang leader on his congratulations to the gang leader.
The speaker is a young man named Su who is a small sword made of a waist-wearing jade, with a pretty appearance and a normal appearance. He is the messenger who came to learn about the situation.
Hahaha... Master Duolao Mu is concerned. Mr. Sha actually made some forks. What's wrong with Mo Xiao? He has been infected with smallpox for no reason. Although he has saved his life with all his blessings, the rash on his face has not yet subsided. I, a man from Sha, have a ugly face and have met you so concealedly. I hope everyone will forgive me. By the way, the old sword master has been in good health recently. I haven't visited him for a long time.
, sitting in the interior of the hall, blocking it with a curtain, Sha Tiannan replied in a loud voice, but even Ping Luyao, just by just speaking of the sound, he could not hear anything unusual. He was full of suspicion
The old sword master of the family is in good condition. The leader of the Laosha Gang is concerned. Today, he has been in trouble and has been disturbed a lot. I am afraid that the younger generation will return to report to the head of the family.
The other gangs saw that Gong Zhaosheng, the leader of Jingnan, who had always been intimate with Sha Tiannan, and the envoys of the Divine Sword Sect, the largest martial arts sect in the southern martial arts world, had no objection. They were full of suspicion and said goodbye on excuses. After a while, only Gong Zhaosheng, Yao Yuqi, Ping Luyao and others were left in the inner hall.
After a strange silence, [Sha Tiannan] spoke again, but this time it was a completely different voice, with a high pitch and sharp tone, which was completely different from Sha Tiannan's tone just now.
My tone is very similar this time? [Sha Tiannan] Question
Yao Yuqi looked extremely respectful and replied in a flattering voice: Xiao Zuo’s talent in tone is beyond the reach of anyone in the world. Even the person who has listened to Sha Tiannan’s tone for more than ten years cannot hear any difference. The boy really admires it.
Ha~Fluctlight kid, you are polite. If you and Gang Gong help me, I think it is really not easy to convince these guys who are familiar with Sha Tiannan. But why did you make this uncontrollable look like you were so uncontrollable? You had to urgently inform the Holy Master to come out for help?
,〔Sha Tiannan〕When the tone of the latter turned cold, it seemed to be quite blamed
I have to take some responsibility for this matter, it is not entirely the fault of Fluctlight and ignorance.
The one who walked out of the hall to speak was the mysterious leader wearing a black robe and a colorful flowing mask. His voice was also floating like a distance and a near. Wumingzi Liu Rufeng was with him. Everyone stood up and respectfully called the leader. Even the one who [Sha Tiannan] opened the curtain, walked out and saluted respectfully, but the degree of respect was different from that of others.
Master~ The reason why the Holy Master has assured to hand over most of the academic affairs to you is to concentrate on studying the seventh level of the Heart Sutra, but it is because of trusting the Master's talents and abilities. I hope Master will not let the Master down. This is Ah!
I know this more than anyone else. You don’t need to say anything. If Xiao Zuo is running around, I will explain to the Holy Master.
The mysterious leader's tone was indifferent and filled with an astonishing sense of oppression, which made everyone breathe for a while.
It is naturally the leader of the sect, but this time the Holy Master sent me here. In addition to assisting the sect leader in handling the matter of the Dongting Gang, I also helped the sect leader to find the person and volume quickly. The practice of the sect leader's seventh level of heaven's martial arts has entered a critical moment. This person and volume are all about success or failure, and there is no more urgent thing than that. How to proceed, I would like to ask the master to tell you. In addition, the sect leader was fortunate to be taught and trained before retreating. Because he admired the teachings and practiced the teachings, he was loyal to the teachings, and he also hoped that the master would examine them.
Ping Luyao knelt down to declare his loyalty while Gong Zhaosheng, and carefully looked at the new Left Guardian. Then he realized that [The Holy Teaching of the Pure Land] did not seem as simple as the surface.
Just the old man in front of him who is ordinary and not noticeable, his black, thin, ordinary and bright eyes and can emit voice tones that are completely different from his body. This shows that his internal strength has actually entered the realm of transformation, and his muscles can also be controlled easily. Regardless of his talent in imitating voice tone, he is a rare talent in the martial arts world.
And everyone present is a master, even Gong Zhaosheng, who is the domineering martial arts, is now kneeling like a servant. How deep is the hidden strength of the Pure Land Saint Sect and what are the plans? I think it must be more than just controlling the Dongting Gang.
When Ping Lu Yao thought about this, he suddenly felt a soft heart and weak. How should he help the gang leader get out of this demon cave?
Li Bai Xiangyang Song
Outside the city of Xiangyang, on the Han River, it has been a place where heroes buried their bones since ancient times, and the place where people are so powerful that they can see the majestic atmosphere at any time. Only tonight, behind Yanghu Mountain, although the clouds cover the moon, the night cry is so sad, but in the Siyu Tower Hall located in the mountain, there are bright lights and flesh, which is actually a beautiful scene of sweat and lust flowing together.
The carefully carved red sandalwood screen had been removed, and the wardrobe and tables had long disappeared. A layer of soft cotton mattress was laid on the ground, turning the originally open hall into a place for lively fights. Three naked bodies were walking upwards. The man lying on his back, with white skin and slightly hairy. The body hair extending from his navel to his crotch was still covered with a few stars of whiteness, and his body abdomen was also slightly blessed. He was a little old, but his hairy legs spread to both sides were still round and thick, showing that he was a martial arts person.
The slump was lost, and the fat boy who looked like a child and nephew was erected with a perfect shape, a proud object with a huge head and a thick stem, towards his open buttocks, and the delicate and pink secret aft of the anus, thrust his waist and thrusts.
The straight penis of the middle-aged man lying on his back swayed around with the rhythm of his body, and his shape was very unbearable. If you look closely at the middle-aged man's appearance and temperament, he is a hero in the hero. The dragon beetle among the people is definitely not an ordinary character in the world. Even if he is bullied by others, his aura is still hard to ignore.
I saw the slightly fat boy coming in and out in a strange rhythm, cooperating with the flesh hole that tightly wrapped around his lower body, causing the owner of the flesh to frown slightly, and occasionally made several sexy moans that were almost inaudible, echoing back and forth in the silent mountain buildings, making it clear and audible and confusing.
The difference between men and men is that the young man's hands are not only spreading the other's legs, but his palms are firmly close to the Yongquan acupoint at the bottom of the other's feet. The overall interaction posture of the two shows a strange skill, rather than just doing the Longyang thing.
Under the light, the boy who was buried in his head and sweaty on his forehead had a little messy beard on his face, which somewhat reduced his tenderness from last year, but when he looked at his appearance carefully, his thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his plump nose was plump and straight. Hey~ Isn't it that fat boy Ren Bodun?
I saw that he was still childish, his face was flushed and he was panting. He was twisting his waist desperately, driving the straight iron-like cock between his legs, and doing his best under the light of sweat. Although the middle-aged man lying on his back was not easy to do with him, the level of lust gradually collapsed and began to make selfless moans, and he took the initiative to raise his waist with both hands, catering to Ren Bodun's waist-twisting action in time, and moved his plump buttocks in time, and in conjunction with the vigorous force of invading his thick penis, his appearance was slightly lewd, which was far from his usual dignified image.
At this time, behind the boy, a naked middle-aged guest with a thick body and gray hair sighed softly, slowly retracted his palms flat against the boy's back and said in a deep voice: Alas~ Brother Guan, Xiao Dun, we may not be able to practice this way
It turned out that the middle-aged man who was lying on his back on the mattress, naked and allowed the boy to invade him freely was Guan Zhenyuan, the old master of Guanjiabao, Xiangyang. This was the 13th time when the two of them came to Guanren to practice the Heart Sutra of Pure Land. Guan Zhenyuan, who had a slightly messy hair, supported his upper body with his hand. After the breath gradually stabilized in his chest, he rose up naked. He frowned slightly and walked back and forth, as if he was pondering and thinking.
Although Ren Bodun saw Guan Zhenyuan naked, he was like this, and it was shaking under the light without covering it. This was the first time
I saw that under the light, Guan Zhenyuan's body was thick and slightly fat, his body was white and hairy, and his lower body was soft and drooping. Although his size was not as big as that of Zuo Ren and the other two, his shape was also majestic and moderate, and his shape was beautiful. In conjunction with Guan Zhenyuan's solemn and noble, gentle and restrained manner, he gave another impulse to treat him rudely. After the lustful thought arose, Ren Bodun's lower abdomen became hot, and his penis suddenly rose up again without realizing it, causing a heat on his face. He hurriedly covered it with his palms, but he still couldn't escape Zuo Wuxuan's eyes, who had just said that he could not practice it.
Oh ~ It's not bad, it's been less than a month. Even Uncle Guan can make you excited like this now. Tsk tsk tsk tsk... It's true that young people are terrifying, not simple, not simple~ Hum
The tone is very sharp and meaningful, and it looks as if it is sour and firm.
Ren Bodun was angry and was angry for a moment and couldn't accept the words. Fortunately, Guan Zhenyuan smiled and said to smooth things over: Xiao Dun~ Don't pay attention to your Uncle Zuo. His mean face is afraid that it will be difficult to change until death. I have something to discuss with your Uncle Zuo. You go downstairs to rest first, and send people to prepare some food.
Ren Bodun saw the two people at Guan Zuo and began to talk in a low voice. He first touched his nose and scratched his head, and looked like he wanted to say something but stopped but didn't say anything. He put on his clothes, then went downstairs and left the hall.
The moon had just climbed the mountain outside. The light cloud gauze that had originally covered its appearance could not keep up with its footsteps. The moon quietly sprinkled a bright silvery white on the river surface, adding a bit of mysterious tranquility to the lonely night. By the river, a white bird like a sand gull was unknown. I don’t know if it was lost or rushing at night. It was trying to flap out the river flow marks that had not seen the waves.
Ren Bodun stared at the bird and looked at it. After a while, he suddenly muttered: Hum~ What a damn thing? [Desire is greater than love]! I see Uncle Guan is reluctant to do it, but I am very stubborn. Hum~
Over the past month, Ren Bodun used the words that were said to be [Purple Fire True Dragon Pillar] in an unusual number of times. He has not yet fully exhausted his energy and is considered a miracle.
If it were other ordinary people, they would practice it every day and night. Even if they were tenacious and unscrupulous, they would have been tired and unable to get excited. What would they do if they wanted to do so?
But Ren Boduan, the fat boy, is more energetic as he practices. The spirit of his words seems to be more and more majestic. Whenever he thinks of Uncle Guan Zhenyuan pursing his lips tightly, he looks ashamed to refuse and greet him. He is having fun with him. He stretches his legs hard and twists his waist hard. When he cooperates with his sprinting movement of hard thrusting, his cute beard slightly opened and his charming look of moaning in a low voice, Ren Boduan's lower abdomen buzzes, igniting a desire, and begins to feel like a man. He even looks at the short and terrible beard that just emerges from his chin, looking into the bronze mirror, the short and messy beard that just emerges from his chin, looks particularly unique.
[The Pure Land Heart Method] This thing is indeed a bit tricky. Ren Bodun touched his beard that was not fully grown in his chin, thinking like this
However, the internal force that should be increased with the joint practice is not at all. Every time from the second heaven [intentional trance] to the third heaven [upper peak], we must start to guide Uncle Guan to open the natal clitoris in his inner elixir, and the internal force will collapse due to lack of strength. It is mostly because his essence and internal elixir has not yet formed. Although Uncle Guan tried hard to explain the formation of the internal essence of the essence, it was not possible to arrive overnight. How many people have been in their lifetime but still have no chance to see the mystery of the hall.
But looking at the disappointed expressions of Uncle Guan Zhenyuan and Uncle Zuo, Ren Bodun's heart was not to mention the annoyance, and sometimes he even wondered whether he was really learning the material of [Peaceful Heart Method]
In addition, since I came to Guanjiabao, I stayed almost all day around Siyu Tower. Not to mention the heroes of Guan Long March Guan who were thinking about it, I had never seen many raw and mature faces in the fort.
Ren Bodun has always been easy-going and has nothing to do with everything, but he doesn't really take these things to heart. It's just that he is a young man's heart and always keeps these things in his heart, so he can't help but be upset.
While thinking, a gentle and thick voice suddenly came from Ren Bodun’s ears: What are you thinking stupidly? Didn’t you look for you tonight?
There is no need to look back. Ren Bodun knew that it was Guan Changzheng. He was happy and embarrassed. He didn't know how to react for a while, and was stupid on the spot.
Hey~ Why haven't you seen me for more than a month, but you seem to have become a different person, even your appearance and temperament are very different...
After speaking, Ren Bodun realized that a majestic figure appeared silently around him. He was gentle in terms of temperament, but his figure was majestic and steady. Although his appearance was very similar to Uncle Guan Zhenyuan, his overall temperament was very different. He was also gentle in the same manner as the father and son, but he was not as generous and solemn as Uncle Guan after years of training. Instead, he had a vague conceit and confidence, just like a sharp long sword inserted in a big stone. Even if he couldn't see its sword body, he could still feel the sharp sharpness it emitted.
Under the beautiful moonlight shining behind the faint clouds, Ren Bodun, who was sitting on the edge of the cliff, looked up, and Guan Long March was like a war god standing between heaven and earth, which was daunting.
Ren Bodun quickly got up, not knowing how to talk for a while
I almost thought I had recognized the wrong person, haha~ Guan Changzheng's chuckle more or less dispelled the stiffness in the scene. Ren Bodun said in a stuttering manner: Guan~ Hero Guan...I~
Guan Changzheng's face, which was originally a little smile, glanced at a little displeasure, and interrupted Ren Bodun's words and said: "Dad's marriage, my father has plans for me. I am a child, so it is not advisable to know about it, so please don't need to tell me the details."
Ren Bodun almost wanted to knock off his broken little head with a big stick, and quickly changed the topic: Guan Daxia, why did you have time to come to the back mountain today? I haven’t seen you for a long time? Uncle Guan misses you very much?
Guan Changzheng glared at Ren Bodun, and then turned his head and continued lightly: A few days ago, some problems occurred in Jingnan Trade Road. The Guan family's local branch had some conflicts with the [Fuhua Wanpo Sect] located in Yunnan. In addition, the young man with a haggard face that I accidentally killed on the night I met you. Later, I learned that he was the disciple of Senior [Dog Hand Yan Luo]. The distant and nearby hatred exploded. I had to temporarily leave the trivial matters and go to Jingzhou to tell my father about his relatives. However, these days, I heard that Senior [Dog Hand Yan Luo], who rarely traveled to the Central Plains, actually planned to leave Yunnan and Guizhou to go to the Central Plains. Whether he would come to find the Guan Family Fortress has not yet been known. However, since this matter was caused by me, I would naturally rush back to deal with it, for fear of disturbing my father's peace. I have been paying attention to the situation in the back mountain from time to time these days, so I have been doing it.
That is your filial piety, Uncle Guan must be very happy to know
, This kind of flattery words of hitting snakes and sticks were learned by Ren Bodun early in the Ren family during the current period. It is a must-have flattery recipe for family members. However, Guan Long March's joys and anger seemed not very good. Ren Bodun still couldn't see any tricks, and he was worried.
I saw that Guan Changzheng never spoke or was able to say anything. After a long time, I asked indifferently: How is the relationship between Dad and Uncle Zuo?
Ren Bodun really couldn't figure out the relationship between them, so he had to reply carefully: Uncle Guan and Uncle Zuo seem to be old friends he had known each other long ago?
Well, that's right, I just finished sixteen at that time...ah~
When Ren Bodun saw Guan Changzheng, he looked as if he sighed about the past, and wondered if Guan Changzheng had had any affair with Uncle Zuo?
It seems that if the size is larger, it is probably beneficial. Just thinking about how to train your size and appearance well, Guan Changzheng's cold words came into his ears: Don't use your dirty little head to think randomly, I have nothing to do with Uncle Zuo
The thought was guessed, which really scared Ren Bodun. He quickly blushed and wanted to explain everything. However, he also understood that his simple image in Guan Changzheng's heart was probably like the surging Han River, and he never returned.
While Ren Bodun's little head was still circling around how to restore his pure image, the battle occurred almost without warning. Guan Changzheng, who was originally slightly angry, suddenly his face darkened, his body condensed, and he only stretched out his hand and rolled Ren Bodun, who was still unable to figure out the east, west, south and north, and whispered in Ren Bodun's ear: An enemy is coming, notify his father!
As soon as he finished speaking, Ren Bodun was shocked to realize that he was being sent to Siyu Tower like a fallen leaf. He turned around and saw Guan Long March quickly taking off his outer robe and heading towards the dark and invisible depths of the dense forest. He quickly rolled away, but in the air less than three feet away, he was eroded into pieces by unknown things, and the fragments were still alive. He rolled back to the place where Guan Long March stood.
When the sound of Guan Long March sword breaking through the air came, Ren Bodun was already outside Siyu Tower, and when he opened his mouth and wanted to shout, a big hand suddenly stretched out from the darkness, covering Ren Bodun's big mouth that was about to cry out, and then his waist numb and dragged it into the dense forest with his head and people.
Ren Bodun didn't have to look back and he was still complaining in his heart. The feeling of the big hand was very familiar. It was Zhimingzi Lin Yuanbai, who had not seen the news for a long time. He thought that his eyes turned dark and he was knocked out.
Ping Luyao just stepped down the Dongting Gang's unique double-brig river ship, and was half escorted and half escorted to the Dongting Gang Master Hall. Looking around at the Dongting Gang Master Hall, the decorations have completely changed, Ping Luyao suddenly realized that his only remaining value lies in his mastery of the Dongting Gang's fleet and his understanding of the hydrological data of the Dongting Lake. In addition to the gang leader, the gang belongs to him, who grew up in Dongting Lake since childhood, and his memory and understanding of the hydrology of the Dongting Lakes is the most complete.
Just as I thought of this, I heard the familiar low and thick voice from the Dongting Gang leader Sha Tiannan.
Gangmaster Gong, I heard that you have recently found another beautiful woman who is so tender that she is dripping with water. It turns out that she is so beautiful, haha…
Hum~ I said, "Sha Lao Ku, don't meet for a while, so I was busy exposing my scars. You are so lustful, but you are not as tall as me, Gong Qing.
The person who is called Gong Gangmai is Gong Zhaosheng, the powerful leader of Jingtian Gangmai. Because he is also lustful, he has always had good friends with Sha Tiannan and is also the main force of the Dongting Gang to restrain Guanjiabao's development in Jingnan.
It has been rumored outside that the leader of Sha Gang practiced in seclusion and was so serious that even his subordinates could not see him. This is awesome. Hearing the leader of Sha Gang's voice was like a bell, not only did he not see the injured posture, but his skills were greatly improved. It is really a pity that I admired. I will serve as the head of the Divine Sword Sect. Congratulations to the gang leader on his congratulations to the gang leader.
The speaker is a young man named Su who is a small sword made of a waist-wearing jade, with a pretty appearance and a normal appearance. He is the messenger who came to learn about the situation.
Hahaha... Master Duolao Mu is concerned. Mr. Sha actually made some forks. What's wrong with Mo Xiao? He has been infected with smallpox for no reason. Although he has saved his life with all his blessings, the rash on his face has not yet subsided. I, a man from Sha, have a ugly face and have met you so concealedly. I hope everyone will forgive me. By the way, the old sword master has been in good health recently. I haven't visited him for a long time.
, sitting in the interior of the hall, blocking it with a curtain, Sha Tiannan replied in a loud voice, but even Ping Luyao, just by just speaking of the sound, he could not hear anything unusual. He was full of suspicion
The old sword master of the family is in good condition. The leader of the Laosha Gang is concerned. Today, he has been in trouble and has been disturbed a lot. I am afraid that the younger generation will return to report to the head of the family.
The other gangs saw that Gong Zhaosheng, the leader of Jingnan, who had always been intimate with Sha Tiannan, and the envoys of the Divine Sword Sect, the largest martial arts sect in the southern martial arts world, had no objection. They were full of suspicion and said goodbye on excuses. After a while, only Gong Zhaosheng, Yao Yuqi, Ping Luyao and others were left in the inner hall.
After a strange silence, [Sha Tiannan] spoke again, but this time it was a completely different voice, with a high pitch and sharp tone, which was completely different from Sha Tiannan's tone just now.
My tone is very similar this time? [Sha Tiannan] Question
Yao Yuqi looked extremely respectful and replied in a flattering voice: Xiao Zuo’s talent in tone is beyond the reach of anyone in the world. Even the person who has listened to Sha Tiannan’s tone for more than ten years cannot hear any difference. The boy really admires it.
Ha~Fluctlight kid, you are polite. If you and Gang Gong help me, I think it is really not easy to convince these guys who are familiar with Sha Tiannan. But why did you make this uncontrollable look like you were so uncontrollable? You had to urgently inform the Holy Master to come out for help?
,〔Sha Tiannan〕When the tone of the latter turned cold, it seemed to be quite blamed
I have to take some responsibility for this matter, it is not entirely the fault of Fluctlight and ignorance.
The one who walked out of the hall to speak was the mysterious leader wearing a black robe and a colorful flowing mask. His voice was also floating like a distance and a near. Wumingzi Liu Rufeng was with him. Everyone stood up and respectfully called the leader. Even the one who [Sha Tiannan] opened the curtain, walked out and saluted respectfully, but the degree of respect was different from that of others.
Master~ The reason why the Holy Master has assured to hand over most of the academic affairs to you is to concentrate on studying the seventh level of the Heart Sutra, but it is because of trusting the Master's talents and abilities. I hope Master will not let the Master down. This is Ah!
I know this more than anyone else. You don’t need to say anything. If Xiao Zuo is running around, I will explain to the Holy Master.
The mysterious leader's tone was indifferent and filled with an astonishing sense of oppression, which made everyone breathe for a while.
It is naturally the leader of the sect, but this time the Holy Master sent me here. In addition to assisting the sect leader in handling the matter of the Dongting Gang, I also helped the sect leader to find the person and volume quickly. The practice of the sect leader's seventh level of heaven's martial arts has entered a critical moment. This person and volume are all about success or failure, and there is no more urgent thing than that. How to proceed, I would like to ask the master to tell you. In addition, the sect leader was fortunate to be taught and trained before retreating. Because he admired the teachings and practiced the teachings, he was loyal to the teachings, and he also hoped that the master would examine them.
Ping Luyao knelt down to declare his loyalty while Gong Zhaosheng, and carefully looked at the new Left Guardian. Then he realized that [The Holy Teaching of the Pure Land] did not seem as simple as the surface.
Just the old man in front of him who is ordinary and not noticeable, his black, thin, ordinary and bright eyes and can emit voice tones that are completely different from his body. This shows that his internal strength has actually entered the realm of transformation, and his muscles can also be controlled easily. Regardless of his talent in imitating voice tone, he is a rare talent in the martial arts world.
And everyone present is a master, even Gong Zhaosheng, who is the domineering martial arts, is now kneeling like a servant. How deep is the hidden strength of the Pure Land Saint Sect and what are the plans? I think it must be more than just controlling the Dongting Gang.
When Ping Lu Yao thought about this, he suddenly felt a soft heart and weak. How should he help the gang leader get out of this demon cave?
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