Dawn is approaching, a white line is coming, a beautiful woman returns, a thick black haired ponytail hanging to her jade legs, holding a red-brown treasure horse in one hand, and knocking the lonely city gate ring with the other hand
She is cold fireworks, she is back home...
Xiao Cui put on the outer lining and opened in response to the sound, and said happily: Miss, are you back? Miss Shangguan Zuoyue and several friends came to visit. The maid has arranged to stay and see you when the guests wake up at dawn.
Luoyang's lonely city has few visitors, Shangguan Zuoyue is perhaps the only exception
Leng Fireworks smiled when she heard this: Zuo Yue's little girl is here? I'm afraid she's greedy again, right? I know that she is touching me every now and then, who is here to find food? She won't come for our dishes too, right?
Xiao Cui: The maid didn't ask in detail. Since she is a friend of Miss Zuo Yue, she must be trustworthy. By the way, Miss Zuo Yue now calls herself Yun'er
Leng Fireworks said: Yun'er? It's interesting. Do the friends she accompanied know who they are following?
Xiao Cui remembered the helpless expressions of Qin Musheng and others rolling their eyes, and smiled and said: The maid thinks that those people know...
Cold fireworks: It’s interesting, by the way, I’ll burn two basins of hot water first, prepare a set of clean clothes, I’ll wash my body first...
Xiao Cui: Miss, are you... that one again?
The cold fireworks were blushing and said in a angrily shamelessly: You girl, let me prepare it, ask what you do
Xiao Cui smiled respectfully and said: Yes, Miss, I will prepare now. I gave a gift and went to the kitchen.
Cold fireworks tied up the horse, returned to the boudoir, took off his heroic silver armor, but there were soaked underwear inside... She sighed quietly: Am I really an unfaithful woman...
All night, Mo Liuxing turned up, covered his face and frowned, and his headache was about to break. The obscene nightmare in his dreams were intertwined in his mind, and he could not get rid of it.
He felt the burden on his shoulders was so heavy that he couldn't breathe... As usual, Yun'er's signature shout came from outside the door: Mr. Mo, get up, have breakfast!
Mo Liuxing shook his head, smiled helplessly, got up and dressed up, but felt that his shoulders were a little lighter
Mo Liuxing and Yun'er went to the living room of the house. Everyone had gathered together. Qin Musheng rarely put away his frivolous nature and sat upright. He looked like a serious scholar. Gu Fuying still looked like a scattered person, no different from the usual. On the main seat, a tall and elegant woman was wearing plain clothes, sitting upright without makeup. She only tied up three thousand black hairs with an extremely ordinary red rope. Her long ponytail braid was gently swung and flexible. The corners of her mouth were curved and a faint smile. She served her respectfully behind her. Obviously, she must be the head of the family, the famous general of a country, a sixth level practitioner, Tian Gun, cold fireworks, undoubtedly
Mo Liuxing bowed his hands and said: Mo Liuxing, a disciple of Jiange, has seen General Leng
Cold Fireworks smiled and said: Jiange has spared no effort to mediate disputes between Wu and Yàn for many years. It is a blessing for the people of both countries. The hero of Mo Shaoxia has appeared in a young man, traveling around the world, and living up to the famous Jiangge
Yun'er didn't say a word, sat on the chair and started sweeping the table to eat, as if she was the master here.
Leng Fireworks smiled and said: Yun'er, why did you get separated after a long time? Don't say hello to me?
Yun'er said in a vague voice: Are you okay?
Leng Fireworks pretended to sigh and said to Xiao Cui behind him: There are those eels in the kitchen. I wanted to cook the garlic-flavored eels tonight to entertain guests. Since someone doesn't appreciate it, forget it, let's change to something else...
When Yun'er heard this, her chopsticks suddenly stopped, her eyes shining, and she walked to the cold fireworks in a squeak, and said softly: Smoke... Sister Fireworks, you can do it, just make one for Yun'er... I haven't tried your skills for a long time...
Cold fireworks pursed her lips, and held Yun'er's slender waist with one hand and hugged her on her knees. Her figure was taller than an ordinary woman. Her jaw pressed against Yun'er's head and said softly: OK, okay, I'll do it for Yun'er tonight, well, Yun'er is comfortable to hold her
Yun'er pouted her mouth, looking reluctant
Seeing this, Xiao Cui covered her mouth and sneered. She hadn't seen the lady so happy for a long time.
A master of the sixth realm was instantly conquered by a dish. Qin Musheng and others all held their foreheads and couldn't bear to look at them. They just didn't think that the cold fireworks could cook and could make Yun'er greedy like that. Their skills seemed to be pretty good?
Qin Musheng couldn't help but ask curiously: I wonder how General Leng got to know Yun'er?
Cold Fireworks smiled sly: In the early spring of that year, the army was on the turn, and I was bored at home and tried to make a new dish. This girl smelled the fragrance and wanted to come in and steal food. She taught me that it took a lot of effort to catch her.
Yun'er argued with her teeth and claws: You are obviously cheating, but you set up a formation in your house! How could ordinary people do this?
Qin Musheng and others looked clear-headed. This was indeed something Yun'er could do. If they changed to another mansion, even if there was a guard guard, they would steal it. They would keep it without anyone noticing it. But aunt, you just stole the cold fireworks home. Who should you blame? Didn't you look at the door plaque before you touched it?
Even if you don’t recognize the cold fireworks, you have always heard the allusion of guarding the lonely city by a single gun?
Leng Fireworks teased: Ordinary people in the martial arts world dare not touch my lonely city.
Yun'er was discouraged for a moment, and let the cold fireworks hug each other pitifully.
Everyone laughs
Cold Fireworks: I wonder why Mr. Mo came with Yun'er on this trip? I wouldn't be greedy for my cooking skills, right?
Mo Liuxing said seriously: I was entrusted by Chen Da, the boss of the family, and came to discuss the peace talks between Wu and General Leng. As he said that, he took out the letter from Chen Shanchun and handed it to Leng Fireworks. He said that, he took out the letter from his arms and handed it to Leng Fireworks: Chen Da’s boss has his own details in the letter, please read it.
Leng Fireworks took the letter and read it carefully several times, calmly said: I still need to report to the emperor to the decision of this matter, which is related to the welfare of the people of both countries. If the border is not launched, it would be better. I will try my best to persuade Your Majesty. It is just that Princess Bei Yiàn is not easy to say, right?
Mo Liuxing: Senior sister, Master Li, has already gone north, and I believe that General Leng will not disappoint him.
Cold Fireworks: Li Chaudeng is your senior sister? Are you the junior brother she mentioned? Oh, Xiao Cui, remember to prepare more wine tonight. Mo Shaoxia learned from Jiange, and his alcohol tolerance will definitely be good.
Mo Liuxing said ashamed: I am not afraid that General Leng will laugh, so I will drink less and pour it into one cup...
Cold Fireworks blinked their beautiful eyes: But that's not what your senior sister said. Young man, don't be polite. I came from a rank of a corpse and have no shortage of alcohol at home! Could it be that the young man looked down on me and didn't want to drink together?
Mo Liuxing lamented in his heart: Senior sister, I won’t take you to cheat people like this!
Li Chaudeng, who was thousands of miles away, sneezed coldly and frowned and said: Who is secretly sneering from behind me?
That night, a large pot of steaming braised eels served on the table, with a strong fragrance, and several home-cooked stir-frying, which is dazzling and full of colors, fragrance and taste. Compared with the skills of restaurant chefs, these ordinary ingredients are the most effective. It is no wonder that Yun'er has been thinking about it for a long time, and it is indeed a greedy truth.
Cold Fireworks greeted: Get up, I have a rare lively house all year round, so I don’t have to be restrained.
Four pairs of chopsticks couldn't wait to be handed into the pot, so I could not die, and I grabbed the same piece of eel at the same time
The atmosphere on the table suddenly condensed
Don’t Liuxing’s skill is itchy, and he smiles, cuts the chopsticks and cuts the jade and breaks the gold. He uses chopsticks as a knife to make the broken river knife style among the two swords of the jade door.
Yun'er's chopsticks bounced up, pulled out thousands of thoughts, wrapped the fish and dragged it into her bowl, and looked proud. The chopsticks' skills have improved again.
Gu Fuying's chopsticks disappeared, the fish meat was lit up, and the shadows were mottled under the lamp, like dozens of invisible hands, snatching food from the tiger's mouth
The cold fireworks trembled their wrists, and the wooden chopsticks fell like a magic weapon falling from the sky. The long rainbow penetrated the sun and broke through the encirclement and pierced into the thick body. It was obviously a secret that was not passed on by the Leng family's gunshot technique.
Qin Musheng curled up in a corner and shivered when facing the surging wind and clouds on the table. They were the four serious masters of the Sixth Realm in the battle!
If someone accidentally gets hurt or something, who can I go and ask for?
He carefully picked up a piece of vegetables next to the pot and mixed them. The four pairs of chopsticks that had just been enjoying themselves, and they stopped just after saying that, leaving only the sauce in the pot, and then four cold and gloomy eyes came.
Qin Musheng smiled embarrassedly, consciously retracted his chopsticks, pinched his mèi and made a gesture of asking for advice... The smoke filled the table, and the storm rose again
I just got a vegetable, little boy. What do you think?
Can you eat this meal?
Qin Musheng complained wildly in his heart
Many years later, when Master Qin recalled the past, he always sighed that it was the most dangerous meal he had ever eaten in his life... After the meal, Master Qin tragically packed up the leftovers, calling it a cleanup battlefield. Mo Liuxing finally couldn't stand the persuasion, and had a drink and had nothing unusual.
Leng Fireworks smiled and said: Young Master Mo is obviously able to drink, so why should he be humble?
Mo Liuxing touched his head and said strangely: Yes, why haven’t you fallen down today…
Before he finished speaking, he slapped his body on the table, and he was drunk and unconscious.
Leng Fireworks said in surprise: It turns out that I really can't drink it... Why didn't I say it earlier... It was taught by a master, so it's too far...
Everyone thought to themselves: I have said it long ago, and which master will teach his apprentice to drink!
Wait, no, can this ability to drink teach you?
In the capital, in the alleys, Yuan Henzhi, the chief manager of Huashoulou, returned from the banquet and was strolling in the garden. He was so uncomfortable. The mother and daughter in the palace were already trained and permed, and that place was arranged. Once activated, he really wanted to teach him, and swept the righteous path of the world with a destruction. Eight beauties in the sixth realm, including his own boss, could not escape the misfortune. There was no better life than this. How to play with the sisters Shangguan Wuyue and Shangguan Zuoyue at that time, you will have to think about it carefully. If you don’t have the pleasure of the whole family, you will not be able to vent your anger for many years. Fortunately, Shangguan Fei left this pair of beautiful daughters, so let me make Yuan Henzhi famous for the Shangguan family. Of course, it is a beautiful name... But how did Yue Yunshang know about this plan and checked it for half a month, but he still couldn’t figure it out.
Yuan Henzhi suddenly stopped and turned around and said aloud: Since your friend is following Yuan, why not show up and see him?
A tall and graceful woman turned out from the darkness, wearing a narrow dark purple dress, holding a cigarette pole, spit out a circle of clouds and mist, and said in a sweet voice: Mr. Yuan, you and my friends are in harmony, are you afraid you are separated?
Yuan Henzhi turned his eyes and hurriedly bowed: The boss is here, and he is not welcome. I wonder what instructions does the boss have to come this time?
Tall woman, the head of the flower and thin building, ten feet of the world, sad spring
Chen Shanchun: Oh, I don’t dare to be it. Chen doesn’t dare to call the guardian of the real desire to teach.
Yuan Henzhi: The master is joking, and the master has also read the scriptures that really want to teach. How can I protect the Dharma?
Chen Shanchun: I'm afraid that the scroll has been destroyed long ago? Is Chen right? General Manager Yuan
Yuan Henzhi: Chen Dazhuo has a grace to recreate Yuan. If the boss has doubts, Yuan is willing to go back to Huashoulou with the boss to check in person!
Chen Shanchun: Yuan Henzhi, oh, no, Shangguan Yu, don't wait, your gangsters have been cleaned up by me, you know that Chen has always had a vicious habit and cannot tolerate such filth hidden in the building
Yuan Henzhi: Why didn’t the boss kill me?
Chen Shanchun: I really want to teach who is the person behind the scenes? Chen will spare you!
Yuan Henzhi: The boss will know sooner or later, so why bother to hurry up?
Chenshenchun: It seems that you are not going to say it anymore? It doesn’t matter, the future is long, Chen has his own way to teach you to speak... Slowly, you...
Yuan Henzhi's mouth was covered with thick black blood stasis, and he had obviously taken a very poison.
Yuan Henzhi: Have you forgotten that old saying in the world? Only dead people can keep the secrets? Haha, Shenshen Chun, you can't escape, you can't escape, hahaha!
A generation of heroes dies
The sorrow of Chun Emei is high furious, and she fled? Why did she escape?
The house in the lonely city, the family banquet was held, and the guests and hosts all had fun, and they all dispersed. Qin Musheng took Mo Liuxing back to his room to rest without permission. As a man, he didn't care so much. He took off his boots for his friend, covered him with a quilt, and then went back to the room to fall asleep. He did not pay attention to the close-fitting jade pendant on Mo Liuxing's chest, which was full of frills.
Mo Liuxing was drunk on the couch, sleeping soundly and dreaming, those future tragedies came again
Dark, damp, severe, depressed, the rusty iron window is set against the bright moonlight, which is particularly lonely. There are piles of dead grass in the corner, mixed with the fishy smell of body fluids and excrement. There are rows of iron hooks hanging upside down on the wall, and the blood is not dry, which is shocking.
This is a cell, a cell designed for women
In the empty cell, the moonlight shone through the pane and projected on a naked body, pulling out a slender shadow on the cold and tide-returning floor, swaying. The cardamom woman, without a wisp, her eyes no longer have the arrogance of the past, raised her arms over her head, and was hung up by a thick chain. From the beginning to the toe, her whole body was filled with sticky white and turbidity, and her sperm spots
She turned her head and looked out the window indifferently. Suddenly, her pretty face turned pale, and she vomited a few mouthfuls of semen, coughed twice, breathed a sigh of relief, and finally came to absent. Looking at the filth all over the ground, the girl spat in disgust and bit her lower lip
She could not remember how many foreign objects had been stuffed into her lower body, how many times had the anus had been messed up, and even how many people's penis she had swallowed. She couldn't even remember how many days she had been in prison. The only thing she remembered was the sentence before that person died: Girl, don't cry, it's okay, it's okay... But that person can't come back anymore. She killed him with her own hands, killed the master who raised her since childhood, and killed the man she loved the most in her life
All of this was given by the strange mark on her chest. She didn't even know when she had set this vicious ban on her.
So what if you know?
Now she has been broken off her wings, and the sky is no longer affinity with her, because she has also practiced the cult scripture and the Heart Sutra of Desire
Mo Yingman, remember the name of the uncle. In the future, if you want to tell the world, who will train you to be like this now!
After being trained by us, we realized that our past lives were in vain, right? Haha!
The last woman who was fortunate to be trained by us was named Li Chaudeng. Have you heard of it?
Tsk, it’s a pity that the leader has ordered that she should not take away her virginity, but this little butt is not bad.
Don't shoot into her mouth, but you don't see that her belly is about to swell?
Those humiliating words are still in my ears, and the girl can't see hope in her eyes, she hums quietly... I'm not born, I'm old
I wish I could live in the same time, I would be happy with you every day
I'm not born, I'm old
I am away from you, and you are separated from me by the corner of the sea
Why don't we make a bet?
A sound sounded in her ear for no reason... Autumn wind, autumn rain, autumn evil spirits
The drizzle is everywhere, and it cannot destroy the desire in people's hearts. The assassin in the six realms that was terrified in the world in the past, Shadow Kill Mo Yingman, today he will take off his disguise, take off his clothes, and be humiliated in the openly broken place
Since the real desire to teach, the good and evil in the world have arrived in a constant stream of news. After all, there are very few people who have seen her true face so far. Even if you take a look at it from a distance, it is worth a trip. Moreover, it is not as easy as going to the Spring Tide Palace to be far away?
Among the bustling crowds, there was the old man with white hair and beard talking: The way to kill the Tao is the most important thing to be forbearance. Mo Yingman, the god of killing, entered the six realms when he debuted. He had a reputation but rarely saw his true face. It is a regret in our lives. His face is gifted by heaven, so how can we hide it privately? This is a deed that contrary to the way of heaven. The way of heaven is furious, so there is such a disaster.
A scholar-like man echoed: What the father-in-law said is very true. It is not easy to be born beautiful. But he has to practice the killing Tao. The little hand that should have comforted his penis is infected with many murderous evils. I heard that he was a brave and assassinating leader of the sect a few days ago. I really thought that Mo Yingman could dominate the world? Now, is he a sex slave?
The old man looked up and took a sip of strong wine to dispel the coldness of late autumn, and sighed: Throughout history, those who practiced the way of killing have been eaten by the mind of killing, and it is difficult to have a good end. Now this young lady is lost and knows how to return to her lust. It is not a kind of luck.
The scholar smiled and said: No, it is not. It is the right way to serve men with such a charming appearance. If you don’t be a slave, it is hard tolerate the law of heaven!
The woman in the dark list, who had to consider even when mentioned, has now become a topic of teasing for men.
The old man narrowed his eyes and said: It seems... is here?
The door of the palace was open, and a graceful figure crossed the threshold, entered the eyes, and stepped into the heart. It was like a stunning beauty that was left alone and broke through the bleak autumn mood and fell into the world. She held up a paper umbrella, stepped on the lotus steps, and stepped on the wet white jade stairs, and was like a piece of pure white rice paper dyed with a drop of thick ink. What kind of scroll will she leave behind?
The north wind is blowing, and the cold wave between heaven and earth seems to be getting more and more harsh because of the arrival of this woman
The spectators scattered on both sides of the stairs shook their heads and were slightly disappointed. Why was this mysterious sixth realm assassin dressed so solemnly and sternly?
Is this really a desire to teach you to be merciful and let this beauty go?
Everyone has traveled a long distance to this place, so let's see this?
Is this a big joke?
The world is in the world, the six realms of cultivators, the shadow killing Mo Yingman, the apricot eyes swept across the sides, the noisy crowd, and the cicada was silent. This female killer who once dominated the dark night, although he was trapped in a cult, his remaining power was still there
She walked into the mortal world with a hazy night, and the long skirt of black gauze dragged the dim lights, setting off the girl's delicate figure, strolling in the drizzle, like a colorful butterfly lost in the world, with black hair hanging down her hair without any decoration, only a charming red flower blooming in it, two bunches of tiny braids rippling to her waist and hips, reflecting a bit of cuteness, the eyebrows and eyes were full of coldness, never throbbing because of this prosperous world, the heavy black gauze covered her pretty face, and cut off the crazy eyes of men. She was obviously a peerless beauty close to her, but she did not teach the world to see the truth, teasing the men's heartstrings that were tense to the limit, she was as cold as before, and she was filled with murderous intentions, and she despised all living beings.
A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger. In the crowd, a young man finally turned red and mustered up the greatest courage in his life. He shouted like thunder in the ground in the silence: Mo Yingman, if you don’t take it, why bother to take this trip?
Mo Yingman stopped and turned his head to look at the crowd's voice. The crowd scattered in a hurry, leaving only the young man standing alone, looking around in a daze. He bit his lip, and he argued loudly: My second brother died at your hands. I came today to see him and see how you became the sex slave who could be the one who could do the best!
Mo Yingman said coldly: I have killed so many times, I don’t remember who your second brother is
The young man said angrily: My second brother is a disciple of the Ganqing Sect, Hong Wanfu! He went down the mountain to experience three years ago, and he never returned. After I checked it from multiple sources, it was your move.
Mo Ying thought for a moment and said slowly: Hong Wanfu, a practitioner from the three realms, secretly took away several wives' innocent bodies from the town. What's wrong with the villagers raising funds to ask me to take action to eliminate the harm?
Young man: Even so, you will not die if you are guilty. You are so embarrassed to say that there is nothing wrong with it?
Mo Yingman: The woman he raped in the end could not bear the humiliation and eventually hanged herself
The young man was speechless for a while and argued for a while: It’s no basis for saying anything, the hanged woman’s reputation was defeated by my second brother. Do you have any evidence?
Mo Yingman shook his head and said: There is no evidence for death, no evidence for reality
The young man was overjoyed and shouted: Everyone heard that this woman was arbitrarily slaughtering life and death, and now she has become a sex slave of the Holy Church. It can be seen that the net of heaven is vast and unreliable, and she is unhappy in retribution!
The spectators looked different, although there was no proof, it was obviously what your second brother did. It was just that this young man revealed what everyone wanted in his heart, but no one made a defense for Mo Yingman.
Mo Yingman frowned and said: How are you going?
The young man smiled grimly and said: One life is for one life, I don’t want your life, I want you to take it off! I want you to destroy your reputation in front of the world!
The old white-haired man who was still teasing the scholar just now smiled: Female Hero Mo, I am a man who is old and has a fair word. Even if he has misbehavior, this young brother is young and energetic. He is confused for a while and can't control that job. It's understandable that he didn't say he wouldn't marry those girls. The woman couldn't let himself go. He couldn't blame his brother. This is your fault. Now that people don't care about your life, they are just a small punishment and a big warning to get rid of you. If you continue to urge you, you will be famous in the world.
What a pity and a fair word!
The so-called justice is in the hearts of the people, and the hearts of the people... It is indeed as the old man said, just thinking about how to defile this cold woman.
A strong voice came from the hall of lewd girls: Mo Yingman, this world is the heart of the people, right? I am willing to accept the loss, take it off...
Mo Yingman snorted coldly, put away the paper umbrella, took off the veil, and her pure and beautiful face surfaced. Her almost perfect delicate facial features, her cherry lips slightly opened and closed, her breath was like orchids, and her teeth were like snow. In a moment, everyone's eyes were condensed. She bit her lower lip, twitched the knot on the back waist, and the black veil skirt turned into a colorful dream butterfly all over the sky, dissipating in the cold rain. Unexpectedly, under the long skirt, there was another dark short skirt. But this time, the spectators stared at the copper bell-like eyes, and no one shook his head and sighed.
The close-fitting skirt was sank into the night, exuding a deep mysterious atmosphere like the starry sky. Two delicate and savory patterns on the fabric cleverly lifted two pieces of pepper milk that were just mature. The golden flower core conveyed the girl's most precious gift and plate, allowing the guests to enjoy it freely. A lewd breast-exposed skirt, tightly narrowing her waist, which fully highlighted the girl's waist. The short skirt was very short and the skirt was very high, but it didn't matter. The complex embroidery hem flashed with a faint light, but it just covered the skin of the thighs on both sides. The front and back were cut, completely betraying the girl's lower body front and back scenery. The mysterious thing that the woman valued the most was now a crotch-opening trouser sewn with only a few small strips of cloth!
The wind and drizzle were on the girl's pretty blushing face. The spectators were careless about the short skirt fabric on the girl's body. This outfit was not far from being stripped off, and it was even more seductive than nakedness. The old man and the young man set up tents under his crotch. Everyone had a lust, no matter how old or young. Who wouldn't want to press such a beauty under his body, kiss the beauty, explore the vagina, and cum inside?
The same primitive and evil wish arose in everyone's hearts, gang-raping her!
Right and wrong, morality and morality cannot hold people's hearts, and gang rape her!
Ignore her begging for mercy and gang-rap her over and over again!
Mo Yingman's expression was indifferent, his delicate hands were placed in front of his flat belly, and he continued to climb down with impeccable demeanor, dignified and quiet, like a lady who went out for a walk. Unfortunately, his erotic dress fell into everyone's eyes. He only saw a slutty prostitute who lingered in the willow alleys in the flower streets and willows in the middle of the night.
Arriving at the middle of the 100-step stairs, five maids, holding trays, blocking their way. The trays were covered with brocade velvet, and they didn't know what was inside. The beautiful maids bowed and said softly: Please ask Miss Mo to wear jewelry and dress up.
Mo Ying turned on the Jinrong one by one, his face changed a few times. He gritted his teeth and looked back at the lewd palace, and said ruthlessly: Don’t think about it!
After seeing the ornaments in the tray, the crowd around them burst into ambiguous laughter, forcing Mo Yingman to wear these ornaments by himself. I don’t know which bad teacher came up with a trick.
The lewd girl responded slowly in the hall of lewd women: What I think and what the people want is not something you can control? Since you don’t want to, I have some ways to make you willing, such as...
Under Mo Yingman's delicate and bulging collarbone, an evil and true desirable mark appeared... The sea of consciousness is chaotic, the heart lake is dyed ink, the girl Yingman's eyes are dim and gradually loses her spirit. She shook off her sharpness, like a domestic animal raised in a cage, and respectfully said: Yingman's slave, follow the orders of the Lord Master...
She took out a metal collar from the first tray, and as if she had practiced countless times, she gently put the jade neck on her neck, and closed the lock ring. The young female slave bound herself under the iron circle with her own hands, no longer free
She took out a pair of breast clips from the second tray, and the girl gently rubbed the two delicate cherries on her jade breasts. The two bright reds were then congested and erect. The breast clips tightly clamped the nipples. Two small dark gems were suspended and clamped under the breasts, revealing dark fluorescence, and trembling in a tight rhythm as the crowd's eyes focused. It was a pair of breast abuse devices.
Peach blossoms appeared on the girl's pretty face, panting gently, enduring the throbbing of lust caused by her breasts shaking
She took out a dark nail from the third tray. The silver light shone with a cold light in the cold wind. The girl hesitated for a moment and finally slowly pierced the dark nail into the lower vagina. The sharp metal sharp weapon penetrated the most sensitive organ in the woman's body. Every time she pierced, it was like a body sapling from thousands of ants. The girl Emei was high and sweating profusely, and pushed herself into the abyss of sexual abuse with her own hands. The spectators stood on tiptoe, the Adam's apple rolled, their eyes were covered with bloodshot, their mouths were curled up, they stroked their penis, they admired the girl's lustful state, the vagina finally penetrated the mèi meat, the dark patterned ornaments under the nail lit up runes, repairing the vaginal wound, and then the rhythm was rhythmic, obviously not a simple decoration.
She took out a pair of dog ear headdresses from the fourth tray, and put them on the beginning, and the hair was shrugged and decorated on the head, which was very cute and full of youth.
She took out a dog tail anal plug from the fifth tray. In full view of everyone, she picked up the thong and strangled the ribbon in the asshole, slowly spread the two round buttocks petals apart. The pink asshole was exposed in the cold wind, and she was pitiful. The anal plug was pushed into the anus inch by inch until it was completely wrapped in her jade buttocks. She shivered, her intestines contracted, and the dog's tail was raised and swung on its own, which was clearly a fairy tool. It was undoubtedly a fairy tool.
Mo Yingman succumbed to the mark of true desire, wearing five ornaments on her own, kneeled down on the ground, crawling under the eyes of the spectators, she obediently raised her little butt, opened her mouth slightly, and clearly spit out a humiliating word: Wang!
After all, she still called out, like a poor female dog, the so-called animal slave, nothing more than
A loud cheer broke out in the crowd. Yes, women should be so mean, they should be alive like dogs, and they should be stuck out their butts and fucked!
The more beautiful a woman is, the more she should be ruined!
One of the beautiful maids picked up a thin chain and dragged Mo Yingman's neck to climb forward. The girl Yingman sobbed, alternating her limbs, shaking her breasts and anal plugs, shaking her buttocks and anal plugs, shaped like a dog, three hanging ornaments with her chest and vagina hanged with mocking fluorescence, as if she warned the world that if you have a high level of woman, you can't get into this spring tide palace.
As we walked along the way, the church members brought out three objects to block the way. A sharp-eyed spectator exclaimed: Look, that is the mechanic beast of the Momen. In this way, it is a mechanic bat!
The congregation motivates the mechanism, activates the runes, and the mechanism bat spreads its wings, revealing its hideous face
There is a strong voice in the hall of lewd girls: Mo Yingman, these three mechanism bats, but this sect spent a lot of money to customize them from Momen for you. You will punish you for heaven. You will suffer a lot. Don’t let the world down.
Mo Yingman lowered his eyebrows and bowed to him: Yingman was a slave, and he was willing to be punished by the Holy Church.
The bats in the mechanism slapped their wings and circled up at the same time. One of them swept down quickly, grabbed Mo Yingmanxiang's shoulders, and then flew into the air. One man and three beasts hovered directly above the high platform in the center of the square.
The spectators suddenly realized that people had no way to leverage their strength in the air and were not limited by their posture. They really responded to the dirty joke, "You can rape them as much as you want."
Runes on the bat's chest are lit, eyes are lit, and their wings are slapped rapidly and roll up wisps of whirlwind
Mo Yingman's limbs were straightened forward and backward, and was locked in the air by the bats in a downward position.
The bat in front of her tightly locked her arms, which were carved from white jade, and a huge rod popped up in the belly. She pried open the girl's red lips and teeth, and made deep throat thrust unscrupulously. The bat on her back greedily lay on the scapula. A pair of bat claws rudely rounded the front chest, not only to support the girl's figure, but also to ravage the plumpness of the two hills and valleys. The two hanging gems under her breasts made it sound. The bat behind her clamped the slender and graceful long legs, and the thick rod rotated endlessly, causing hoarse friction sounds. It was roughly pushing open the pink slit in Mo Yingman's crotch pants, licking the delicious juice revealed by the beautiful abalone.
The poor girl Yingman was detained in mid-air, allowing the bats of the mechanism to do whatever they want. The anal plug was curled up and rolled up, and flicked left and right, implying that this once arrogant little lady had gradually been raped by three mechanism beasts with strange pleasure... The huge stick was filled with sandalwood mouth, and the cherry lips were humming.
Gentle and gentle, and the breasts are light and thin
Long legs are divided into Jingwei, and clouds and rain are spreading between the acupoints
The vaginal fluid flooded and fell, and she had an orgasm. A vivid woman was played with orgasm in public by three cold organ beasts. A thought came out of her heart. She couldn't go back, and she could never go back... The posture changed again. Two bat organ beasts separated from each other, pulling her jade legs, Mo Yingman's body was hanging upside down, and her jade legs were broken into a shape in the air. The last bat organ beast hovered over the girl, and with a scream, he swooped straight down. The giant rod of the carpet opened the flower room with the momentum, and chiseled into the girl's weak private parts without mercy.
A shrill scream echoed in every corner of the square. The girl's heart-wrenching despair lingered in her heart. The mist and rain were dismal. The audience saw no sympathy in the eyes of the church members below. Instead, they pointed at the abused girl in the air, as if they only saw the entertainment after dinner.
The bat rose again, chiseled again, and then rose again, and the rune ornaments hanging under the dark nail repaired the girl's swollen pussy again and again, just to let the mechanical beast suck her body again and again, she finally couldn't shout and let her go.
After being fucked a few times, I lost the energy?
That's not possible?
After all, he is a little sex slave who has just entered the sect. It is understandable that he will train for a while and gang rape a few more times. I believe he will be more patient with fucking.
The men can't see the tears in the corners of the girl's eyes, they only care how many times they can cum in this pussy
The bat organ beast was separated in a shape of a font, and took turns to embrace Mo Yingman's delicate body, and raised her pair of symmetrical legs and thrust into her. Every time the beauty was pushed to the cloud orgasm, she threw it to the next bat organ beast to continue to have sex. The girl Yingman was in mid-air, and the squirting kept blowing, and she was fascinated. The three-inch golden lotus was bumping into the sky, and the toes were rippling with vaginal fluid, accompanied by fragrant sweat and drizzle, and the lewd sounded like a spring, and it was heard in my ears, announcing to everyone that she was justA woman is just a woman who can get along with her anywhere. She no longer thinks she is alone, she is just a goods for people to enjoy, rape, climax, and discharge, and the next one, her dignity is like the vaginal fluid sprayed from her crotch, scattered all over the ground, and it is hard to contain the water. The arrogant edges in her heart are being worn away bit by bit, and eventually become what this cult expects, and it is also the most despised of her. They call her... a sperm-sucking lady
The runes on the bat's chest faded, returned to the ground, raised their wings and fell into silence again
Mo Yingman struggled and got up tremblingly. The beautiful maid quickly stepped forward and stuffed a elixir into her throat to replenish the energy she consumed. Is this what she meant to continue to invade this cardamom woman?
Yes, this place has not been broken yet
As the medicine spreads, I feel my breathing smoothly. Mo Yingman slowly stood up straight and headed towards the vast crowd below the stage. He put his jade palms on his waist, bent his knees sideways, lowered his eyebrows and gave him a blessing. The manic sight of the scholars in the audience flowed between the black skirt and the pendant of the breast of a woman with a black skirt and the vaginal nail decoration. The essence and blood poured into the lower body, filling the ferocious penis. Once the beast called desire awakens in his heart, it will be difficult to forget the ecstasy.The pleasure, not to mention that this young lady on the stage, who is one of the eight beauties in the world, is in her youth, and her beauty is just growing up. When the peach is mature, her exquisite and convex figure is already arousing imagination. She even wears this extremely seductive revealing dress and wears many lewd ornaments for herself, combining the two completely different contradictory temperaments of purity and lewdness on a stunning woman. How can she not teach people how to keep her blood? Such beauties expose their breasts and put their acupoints in front of them, so how can there be a gentleman who is still in a mess?
Such a gentleman, it’s better not to do it!
Fuck it happily and squirt the animal desires unscrupulously into the pussy, so that you can walk in this world without mercy
A loud barking of dogs cut through the tranquility. Two light spots suddenly appeared in the dark corner. A male dog and the mechanical beast shook his head, walked from the dark to the person, jumped up, and walked onto the platform. It was obviously just a dog, but it was like a king to patrol the territory.
It was the loud voice of the cult leader again: Mo Yingman, this sect is pragmatic, and does not raise idle people to wait for you to devote yourself to the teachings as a sex slave, gang rape is just the duty. As a animal slave, you naturally have to show your true nature to a animal slave to convince the public. It is rare to be born with beauty. Don’t let down this beauty and beauty be the punishment. You can do it.
The implication is that an excellent sex slave must be a beauty, but a beauty may not be an excellent sex slave. Don’t think that being good-looking is done. Learn how to practice the lustful way.
Mo Yingman nodded and said yes. Yingying knelt on the platform, leaning on all sides, but lifted her butt high and said softly: Yingman is a slave, lifting her butt and being punished.
There are countless rumors about this female assassin with great killing power in Haoran. Anyway, it cannot be confirmed. So what if men use the fun of drinking to brag about it? Even though they are blown away by the cowhide, no one has ever imagined that this mysterious woman, like a gloomy orchid in the valley, will one day be wearing a lewd skirt, revealing her three points, and she looks like a female dog, and she will be raising her buttocks in public to make fun. Or is the male dog and a mechanical beast?
Even the most ridiculous storyteller can't make such jokes, right?
But this scene happened under the eyes of everyone, in the Spring Tide Palace
The mechanical dog walked behind Mo Yingman and put his head into the girl's thighs, as if sniffing the same person in front of him. The scholars were amazed, could this mechanical beast still be inspected?
The male dog in the organ suddenly opened his mouth, spit out his soft and long tongue of unknown material, and began to lick Mo Yingman's wet private parts and the ass wrapped in the anal plug. An inexplicable numbness and spring instantly penetrated from the weak point. The false tail of the anal plug curled up and swung left and right again, almost throwing out the afterimage. Mo Yingman was lost in a moment and couldn't help but raise his head. Ah, a slutty moan, but hurriedly covered his red lips with his jade palm. His pretty look, which was obviously licked by the organ beast, but was shy and charming, which attracted bursts of laughter from the audience.
The male dog in the mechanism turns its body and pushes its tail with Mo Yingman's jade buttocks together. The two tails intersect. Is this called mating?
Is this going to have sex with Mo Yingman, a sex slave female dog in a unique posture?
The audience suddenly became silent, and the disciples breathed harder, without blinking, staring at the junction of the two buttocks, as if the place was in a small space, hiding the most beautiful picture in the world
The mechanical scoops pop up, and the root of the mechanical beast penetrates into the flower core. As the two petals of buttocks sway back and forth, the moans rise and fall. After all, the girl openly had sex with the mechanical beast in this extremely vulgar posture. As a woman, she was already embarrassed. As a sex slave, she just smiled.
That beautiful girl who is as cheap as a female dog is named Mo Yingman
The male dog in the organ was still unsatisfied, turned around again, raised his front and leaned on Mo Yingmanyu's back, clamped the water snake's waist with his sharp teeth, bit the girl's two small braids, and trembled and stabbed into the anus bud in one fell swoop. There was another tragic howling that echoed the audience. Mo Yingman's asshole was actually abused, and he inserted it into both!
The roots of the beast and the anal plug are scrambling to occupy every inch of the space in the dry road, squeezing the final expansion potential in the intestines. They are like two giant thieves breaking into the fairy land, greedy and plundering, and even digging three feet away, for fear of leaving even a rare treasure. The roots of the beasts are harvesting the fertile soil of the fertile fields. Every time they advance, they are accompanied by the convulsions and sobs of the Tasman's female dog. The intestinal walls are barking two thick foreign objects, stretching to the limit, and there is a danger of overturning at any time. It is true that the beauty and the evil dog are lying together, the sound of the whine is barking together, pain is intertwined with pleasure, and the senses like a tide washes the girl's little consciousness. She cannot have any thought of resistance, and the intestines begin to shrink rhythmically, and she is conquered by a male dog under this violent invasion...
Mo Yingman's two braids were tightly pulled tightly, and his body was shaking unconsciously, catering to the rape from the backyard, holding his head and chest up, and a pair of straight flesh balls were decorated with breast clips, like a dressed girl attending a banquet, dancing gracefully. She moaned in a daze: Wang! It turns out that it is so good to be fucked in this position. Wang, Wang, Wang, Wang, Yingman female dog was watched by so many people, Wang, Wang, Wang, had to orgasm by this mechanism beast, Wang, Wang, so thick, so strong, so painful, Wang, although it hurts, Yingman female dog is really comfortable to be fucked! Wang, Wang, I like it so much, I like to be humiliated in public, such a lowly posture, the most suitable for the lowly Yingman female dog, Wang, Wang, I... are here again, and I'm going to orgasm again! Fuck... Fuck this shameless female dog to death!
Animal slave falls into the animal realm, and bends over and is bullied by dogs
When will the woman enjoy cherry blossoms again?
The climax faded, and the mechanical dog was like a king who had just come to his favored concubine, leaving. The church members in the audience were full of interest and talked about it. This Momen Machine Beast cannot be customized with money. Such a good show, once in a century
The leader’s melody sound came out again: Mo Yingman, don’t be addicted to being raped by this evil beast. Every time this mechanism beast is turned on, it will consume a top-grade talisman. No matter how strong the financial resources of this sect is, it cannot withstand the squandering of you, a slave. The two punishments of heaven and earth have passed. You might as well guess what the next punishment is?
The suspense did not last long. The beautiful maid pushed the wheelchair and slowly sent someone to the high platform. Isn’t it Lu Shiba who died for many days to save his beloved disciple?
Although he had died, the body was kept intact and was not decayed. It can be seen that he really wanted to do it deliberately, but after all, he was still dead. What's the use of keeping this body?
Mo Yingman stared at the master's body, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes
A burst of black air came out of the girl's body and instantly penetrated into Lu Shiba's nostrils. After a while, Lu Shiba opened his eyes, raised his head, and murmured: Yingman?
Mo Yingman's pretty face showed an incredible look, as if he was slightly breaking free from the bondage of the real desire mark. He used all his strength to get up, staggered to the master, and said happily: Master, Yingman is here, Master, are you not dead? Are you still alive?
Lu Shiba struggled to stand up and said intermittently: I...I don't know...I'm just...I'm just a living dead...Relying on the secret techniques of the Holy Teachings to maintain this thread...Life...
Mo Yingman said: Even if there is a glimmer of hope, Yingman is willing to pay any price. Uncle Eighteen, I... I miss you very much...
Lu Shibadao: Any price? Including... lustfulness?
Mo Yingman was stunned when he heard this, and for a while, he lowered his head and said: Yes, Yingman is willing to be sexually abusive and become a sexual slave of the Holy Church.
Lu Shibadao: Don’t you regret it?
Mo Yingman stood on tiptoe, holding the master's face in both hands, kissing him to the face, not on his forehead, but on his lips
The girl's lips are sealed with fragrance, tears flowing down her cheeks, and the love that has been silent in her heart for many years is like a volcano bursting, and it finally turns into silent tenderness, kissing the love of this life
If you are dreaming, you don’t want to wake up, but you just want to be drunk in your dreams forever, hate to part, and look at each other, ask if you have ever been moved
With his lips parted, Mo Yingman cried and cried: Do you know how long I have been waiting for this kiss? I thought I would never wait for this life...
Lu Shibadao: Silly girl... isn't it the same as being a teacher? Yingman, a teacher... I want you...
Mo Yingman said shyly: Uncle Eighteen, here... they are all watching...
Lu Shibadao: I really don’t know how long it will last for a teacher to be a spike. Girl, obedient, obedient, obedient, obedient, and obedient, how about being a teacher’s little sex slave?
Mo Yingmandao: Since that's the case, Yingman... It's just...
The beautiful maid moved out of the lounge chair, Mo Ying lay on it sideways, slowly spreading her legs, and the love juice leaked out from the slit of the beautiful abalone meat, which was clearly visible, and the beautiful color was ready to eat.
Lu Shiba teased the water curtain cave that had already secreted honey liquid with one hand, and smiled: The teacher's little sex slave is so cute in this dress. This slutty pussy is so wet before it can be inserted. Who will teach you?
Mo Yingman covered her face and said shyly: Uncle Eighteen made fun of her again. It’s very...very normal for the little lady to be fucked...
Lu Shibadao: I have raised you for many years, but I don’t know when you became a little slut?
Mo Yingman said: From the day when you accidentally saw my skirt under your skirt, but you left on the pretext, Yingman... Yingman started using cucumbers...
Lu Shiba said: Yingman, my teacher is going to fuck you, so you might as well scream more slutty, so that the whole world can know that my Yingman's kung fu is also unique in the world.
Mo Yingman said: Today, Yingman will use this body to repay his master's kindness for raising and teaching!
Lu Shiba took off his clothes, hugged his beloved disciple from behind, and his ten fingers fell into the hills and gripped them carefully. He also pulled the two lewd breast clips out from time to time, and slowly pushed the penis into the pink and tender slit of flesh.
The hanging decorations hanging under the nails are shining, as if congratulating the girl who is about to break
The penis flows through the gurgling water, goes upstream, breaks the clouds and mist, wanders among the small streams, and the peach blossoms on both sides are blooming, with a charming fragrance
Lu Shiba said: I’m old, can this cock... still satisfy you, a little sex slave?
Mo Yingman panted and said: What did the master say? The master's cock... is both majestic and firm, so comfortable to insert it... How can the master underestimate himself?
Lu Shiba clamped the two breast clips on the dome of Love Student, pressed hard, and thrust the crotch at the same time, holding the sky with a pillar, sweeping across the pass like a destruction, completely tearing open the inner line of the girl's hole, and breaking into the flower house with mountains and mountains.
The virgin flesh wall is flawlessly wrapped with hideous genitals, and the slippery wrinkles are comforting this long-lost penis.
Mo Yingman and the leader in the hall hummed happily at the same time, and both got involved in orgasm.
The hard cock with blue veins pulled up, tirelessly crushing the girl's pussy, wherever she passed, it was a mess, and it hit the inner palace gate with great force, knocking on the flesh wall, and impacting the soul. Mo Ying was like a light boat, swaying in the wind and rain, and even herself could not be maintained in the storm. She was fucked to the point of being drowned in the sea of desire, struggling, the master and apprentice were entangled in the fragrant tongues, and kissed each other again.
The pleasure comes wave by wave, from the tip of the tongue, from the breasts, from the delicate buttocks, from the vagina, and the flushing throughout the body. Mo Yingman only feels unprecedented pleasure. It turns out that becoming a sex slave is the true happiness of a woman?
Lust is born in various acupoints, and two other flowers bloom on their lower abdomen and buttocks. It is the lustful pattern of Mo Yingman.
Mo Yingman: Master, Master, fuck me, hard, hard, so hard, Uncle Eighteenth is so happy to fuck me, ah, ah, it's so good to be captured and trained by the Holy Sect. Ah, ah, gang rape, Yingman wants to be gang raped, it's so good to be made by the master alone, Yingman is going to be humiliated by more people, ah, climax... The climax is coming, Master, cum to Yingman! Yingman wants to have a baby for you!
The penis charges several times, and drives straight into it. Finally, it opens the palace gate, and the tip of the umbrella thrusts into the pure palace. Lu Shiba shivered and completely releases the sperm gate. A huge amount of white turbidity shot straight into the inner depths of the deflowering hole, filling the trembling empty space.
A drop of bright red falls down, the world is vast, the six realms practitioners, shadow kill Mo Yingman, openly breaking the place
The scholars were ready to go, laughing and roaming, and the girl Yingman, who became a sex slave, was tragically tied to the torture instrument. On this night, she couldn't sleep... I really wanted the leader to leave Mengxuan, and his vitality in his body was restored, and he was invincible in the world, just one step away...
She is cold fireworks, she is back home...
Xiao Cui put on the outer lining and opened in response to the sound, and said happily: Miss, are you back? Miss Shangguan Zuoyue and several friends came to visit. The maid has arranged to stay and see you when the guests wake up at dawn.
Luoyang's lonely city has few visitors, Shangguan Zuoyue is perhaps the only exception
Leng Fireworks smiled when she heard this: Zuo Yue's little girl is here? I'm afraid she's greedy again, right? I know that she is touching me every now and then, who is here to find food? She won't come for our dishes too, right?
Xiao Cui: The maid didn't ask in detail. Since she is a friend of Miss Zuo Yue, she must be trustworthy. By the way, Miss Zuo Yue now calls herself Yun'er
Leng Fireworks said: Yun'er? It's interesting. Do the friends she accompanied know who they are following?
Xiao Cui remembered the helpless expressions of Qin Musheng and others rolling their eyes, and smiled and said: The maid thinks that those people know...
Cold fireworks: It’s interesting, by the way, I’ll burn two basins of hot water first, prepare a set of clean clothes, I’ll wash my body first...
Xiao Cui: Miss, are you... that one again?
The cold fireworks were blushing and said in a angrily shamelessly: You girl, let me prepare it, ask what you do
Xiao Cui smiled respectfully and said: Yes, Miss, I will prepare now. I gave a gift and went to the kitchen.
Cold fireworks tied up the horse, returned to the boudoir, took off his heroic silver armor, but there were soaked underwear inside... She sighed quietly: Am I really an unfaithful woman...
All night, Mo Liuxing turned up, covered his face and frowned, and his headache was about to break. The obscene nightmare in his dreams were intertwined in his mind, and he could not get rid of it.
He felt the burden on his shoulders was so heavy that he couldn't breathe... As usual, Yun'er's signature shout came from outside the door: Mr. Mo, get up, have breakfast!
Mo Liuxing shook his head, smiled helplessly, got up and dressed up, but felt that his shoulders were a little lighter
Mo Liuxing and Yun'er went to the living room of the house. Everyone had gathered together. Qin Musheng rarely put away his frivolous nature and sat upright. He looked like a serious scholar. Gu Fuying still looked like a scattered person, no different from the usual. On the main seat, a tall and elegant woman was wearing plain clothes, sitting upright without makeup. She only tied up three thousand black hairs with an extremely ordinary red rope. Her long ponytail braid was gently swung and flexible. The corners of her mouth were curved and a faint smile. She served her respectfully behind her. Obviously, she must be the head of the family, the famous general of a country, a sixth level practitioner, Tian Gun, cold fireworks, undoubtedly
Mo Liuxing bowed his hands and said: Mo Liuxing, a disciple of Jiange, has seen General Leng
Cold Fireworks smiled and said: Jiange has spared no effort to mediate disputes between Wu and Yàn for many years. It is a blessing for the people of both countries. The hero of Mo Shaoxia has appeared in a young man, traveling around the world, and living up to the famous Jiangge
Yun'er didn't say a word, sat on the chair and started sweeping the table to eat, as if she was the master here.
Leng Fireworks smiled and said: Yun'er, why did you get separated after a long time? Don't say hello to me?
Yun'er said in a vague voice: Are you okay?
Leng Fireworks pretended to sigh and said to Xiao Cui behind him: There are those eels in the kitchen. I wanted to cook the garlic-flavored eels tonight to entertain guests. Since someone doesn't appreciate it, forget it, let's change to something else...
When Yun'er heard this, her chopsticks suddenly stopped, her eyes shining, and she walked to the cold fireworks in a squeak, and said softly: Smoke... Sister Fireworks, you can do it, just make one for Yun'er... I haven't tried your skills for a long time...
Cold fireworks pursed her lips, and held Yun'er's slender waist with one hand and hugged her on her knees. Her figure was taller than an ordinary woman. Her jaw pressed against Yun'er's head and said softly: OK, okay, I'll do it for Yun'er tonight, well, Yun'er is comfortable to hold her
Yun'er pouted her mouth, looking reluctant
Seeing this, Xiao Cui covered her mouth and sneered. She hadn't seen the lady so happy for a long time.
A master of the sixth realm was instantly conquered by a dish. Qin Musheng and others all held their foreheads and couldn't bear to look at them. They just didn't think that the cold fireworks could cook and could make Yun'er greedy like that. Their skills seemed to be pretty good?
Qin Musheng couldn't help but ask curiously: I wonder how General Leng got to know Yun'er?
Cold Fireworks smiled sly: In the early spring of that year, the army was on the turn, and I was bored at home and tried to make a new dish. This girl smelled the fragrance and wanted to come in and steal food. She taught me that it took a lot of effort to catch her.
Yun'er argued with her teeth and claws: You are obviously cheating, but you set up a formation in your house! How could ordinary people do this?
Qin Musheng and others looked clear-headed. This was indeed something Yun'er could do. If they changed to another mansion, even if there was a guard guard, they would steal it. They would keep it without anyone noticing it. But aunt, you just stole the cold fireworks home. Who should you blame? Didn't you look at the door plaque before you touched it?
Even if you don’t recognize the cold fireworks, you have always heard the allusion of guarding the lonely city by a single gun?
Leng Fireworks teased: Ordinary people in the martial arts world dare not touch my lonely city.
Yun'er was discouraged for a moment, and let the cold fireworks hug each other pitifully.
Everyone laughs
Cold Fireworks: I wonder why Mr. Mo came with Yun'er on this trip? I wouldn't be greedy for my cooking skills, right?
Mo Liuxing said seriously: I was entrusted by Chen Da, the boss of the family, and came to discuss the peace talks between Wu and General Leng. As he said that, he took out the letter from Chen Shanchun and handed it to Leng Fireworks. He said that, he took out the letter from his arms and handed it to Leng Fireworks: Chen Da’s boss has his own details in the letter, please read it.
Leng Fireworks took the letter and read it carefully several times, calmly said: I still need to report to the emperor to the decision of this matter, which is related to the welfare of the people of both countries. If the border is not launched, it would be better. I will try my best to persuade Your Majesty. It is just that Princess Bei Yiàn is not easy to say, right?
Mo Liuxing: Senior sister, Master Li, has already gone north, and I believe that General Leng will not disappoint him.
Cold Fireworks: Li Chaudeng is your senior sister? Are you the junior brother she mentioned? Oh, Xiao Cui, remember to prepare more wine tonight. Mo Shaoxia learned from Jiange, and his alcohol tolerance will definitely be good.
Mo Liuxing said ashamed: I am not afraid that General Leng will laugh, so I will drink less and pour it into one cup...
Cold Fireworks blinked their beautiful eyes: But that's not what your senior sister said. Young man, don't be polite. I came from a rank of a corpse and have no shortage of alcohol at home! Could it be that the young man looked down on me and didn't want to drink together?
Mo Liuxing lamented in his heart: Senior sister, I won’t take you to cheat people like this!
Li Chaudeng, who was thousands of miles away, sneezed coldly and frowned and said: Who is secretly sneering from behind me?
That night, a large pot of steaming braised eels served on the table, with a strong fragrance, and several home-cooked stir-frying, which is dazzling and full of colors, fragrance and taste. Compared with the skills of restaurant chefs, these ordinary ingredients are the most effective. It is no wonder that Yun'er has been thinking about it for a long time, and it is indeed a greedy truth.
Cold Fireworks greeted: Get up, I have a rare lively house all year round, so I don’t have to be restrained.
Four pairs of chopsticks couldn't wait to be handed into the pot, so I could not die, and I grabbed the same piece of eel at the same time
The atmosphere on the table suddenly condensed
Don’t Liuxing’s skill is itchy, and he smiles, cuts the chopsticks and cuts the jade and breaks the gold. He uses chopsticks as a knife to make the broken river knife style among the two swords of the jade door.
Yun'er's chopsticks bounced up, pulled out thousands of thoughts, wrapped the fish and dragged it into her bowl, and looked proud. The chopsticks' skills have improved again.
Gu Fuying's chopsticks disappeared, the fish meat was lit up, and the shadows were mottled under the lamp, like dozens of invisible hands, snatching food from the tiger's mouth
The cold fireworks trembled their wrists, and the wooden chopsticks fell like a magic weapon falling from the sky. The long rainbow penetrated the sun and broke through the encirclement and pierced into the thick body. It was obviously a secret that was not passed on by the Leng family's gunshot technique.
Qin Musheng curled up in a corner and shivered when facing the surging wind and clouds on the table. They were the four serious masters of the Sixth Realm in the battle!
If someone accidentally gets hurt or something, who can I go and ask for?
He carefully picked up a piece of vegetables next to the pot and mixed them. The four pairs of chopsticks that had just been enjoying themselves, and they stopped just after saying that, leaving only the sauce in the pot, and then four cold and gloomy eyes came.
Qin Musheng smiled embarrassedly, consciously retracted his chopsticks, pinched his mèi and made a gesture of asking for advice... The smoke filled the table, and the storm rose again
I just got a vegetable, little boy. What do you think?
Can you eat this meal?
Qin Musheng complained wildly in his heart
Many years later, when Master Qin recalled the past, he always sighed that it was the most dangerous meal he had ever eaten in his life... After the meal, Master Qin tragically packed up the leftovers, calling it a cleanup battlefield. Mo Liuxing finally couldn't stand the persuasion, and had a drink and had nothing unusual.
Leng Fireworks smiled and said: Young Master Mo is obviously able to drink, so why should he be humble?
Mo Liuxing touched his head and said strangely: Yes, why haven’t you fallen down today…
Before he finished speaking, he slapped his body on the table, and he was drunk and unconscious.
Leng Fireworks said in surprise: It turns out that I really can't drink it... Why didn't I say it earlier... It was taught by a master, so it's too far...
Everyone thought to themselves: I have said it long ago, and which master will teach his apprentice to drink!
Wait, no, can this ability to drink teach you?
In the capital, in the alleys, Yuan Henzhi, the chief manager of Huashoulou, returned from the banquet and was strolling in the garden. He was so uncomfortable. The mother and daughter in the palace were already trained and permed, and that place was arranged. Once activated, he really wanted to teach him, and swept the righteous path of the world with a destruction. Eight beauties in the sixth realm, including his own boss, could not escape the misfortune. There was no better life than this. How to play with the sisters Shangguan Wuyue and Shangguan Zuoyue at that time, you will have to think about it carefully. If you don’t have the pleasure of the whole family, you will not be able to vent your anger for many years. Fortunately, Shangguan Fei left this pair of beautiful daughters, so let me make Yuan Henzhi famous for the Shangguan family. Of course, it is a beautiful name... But how did Yue Yunshang know about this plan and checked it for half a month, but he still couldn’t figure it out.
Yuan Henzhi suddenly stopped and turned around and said aloud: Since your friend is following Yuan, why not show up and see him?
A tall and graceful woman turned out from the darkness, wearing a narrow dark purple dress, holding a cigarette pole, spit out a circle of clouds and mist, and said in a sweet voice: Mr. Yuan, you and my friends are in harmony, are you afraid you are separated?
Yuan Henzhi turned his eyes and hurriedly bowed: The boss is here, and he is not welcome. I wonder what instructions does the boss have to come this time?
Tall woman, the head of the flower and thin building, ten feet of the world, sad spring
Chen Shanchun: Oh, I don’t dare to be it. Chen doesn’t dare to call the guardian of the real desire to teach.
Yuan Henzhi: The master is joking, and the master has also read the scriptures that really want to teach. How can I protect the Dharma?
Chen Shanchun: I'm afraid that the scroll has been destroyed long ago? Is Chen right? General Manager Yuan
Yuan Henzhi: Chen Dazhuo has a grace to recreate Yuan. If the boss has doubts, Yuan is willing to go back to Huashoulou with the boss to check in person!
Chen Shanchun: Yuan Henzhi, oh, no, Shangguan Yu, don't wait, your gangsters have been cleaned up by me, you know that Chen has always had a vicious habit and cannot tolerate such filth hidden in the building
Yuan Henzhi: Why didn’t the boss kill me?
Chen Shanchun: I really want to teach who is the person behind the scenes? Chen will spare you!
Yuan Henzhi: The boss will know sooner or later, so why bother to hurry up?
Chenshenchun: It seems that you are not going to say it anymore? It doesn’t matter, the future is long, Chen has his own way to teach you to speak... Slowly, you...
Yuan Henzhi's mouth was covered with thick black blood stasis, and he had obviously taken a very poison.
Yuan Henzhi: Have you forgotten that old saying in the world? Only dead people can keep the secrets? Haha, Shenshen Chun, you can't escape, you can't escape, hahaha!
A generation of heroes dies
The sorrow of Chun Emei is high furious, and she fled? Why did she escape?
The house in the lonely city, the family banquet was held, and the guests and hosts all had fun, and they all dispersed. Qin Musheng took Mo Liuxing back to his room to rest without permission. As a man, he didn't care so much. He took off his boots for his friend, covered him with a quilt, and then went back to the room to fall asleep. He did not pay attention to the close-fitting jade pendant on Mo Liuxing's chest, which was full of frills.
Mo Liuxing was drunk on the couch, sleeping soundly and dreaming, those future tragedies came again
Dark, damp, severe, depressed, the rusty iron window is set against the bright moonlight, which is particularly lonely. There are piles of dead grass in the corner, mixed with the fishy smell of body fluids and excrement. There are rows of iron hooks hanging upside down on the wall, and the blood is not dry, which is shocking.
This is a cell, a cell designed for women
In the empty cell, the moonlight shone through the pane and projected on a naked body, pulling out a slender shadow on the cold and tide-returning floor, swaying. The cardamom woman, without a wisp, her eyes no longer have the arrogance of the past, raised her arms over her head, and was hung up by a thick chain. From the beginning to the toe, her whole body was filled with sticky white and turbidity, and her sperm spots
She turned her head and looked out the window indifferently. Suddenly, her pretty face turned pale, and she vomited a few mouthfuls of semen, coughed twice, breathed a sigh of relief, and finally came to absent. Looking at the filth all over the ground, the girl spat in disgust and bit her lower lip
She could not remember how many foreign objects had been stuffed into her lower body, how many times had the anus had been messed up, and even how many people's penis she had swallowed. She couldn't even remember how many days she had been in prison. The only thing she remembered was the sentence before that person died: Girl, don't cry, it's okay, it's okay... But that person can't come back anymore. She killed him with her own hands, killed the master who raised her since childhood, and killed the man she loved the most in her life
All of this was given by the strange mark on her chest. She didn't even know when she had set this vicious ban on her.
So what if you know?
Now she has been broken off her wings, and the sky is no longer affinity with her, because she has also practiced the cult scripture and the Heart Sutra of Desire
Mo Yingman, remember the name of the uncle. In the future, if you want to tell the world, who will train you to be like this now!
After being trained by us, we realized that our past lives were in vain, right? Haha!
The last woman who was fortunate to be trained by us was named Li Chaudeng. Have you heard of it?
Tsk, it’s a pity that the leader has ordered that she should not take away her virginity, but this little butt is not bad.
Don't shoot into her mouth, but you don't see that her belly is about to swell?
Those humiliating words are still in my ears, and the girl can't see hope in her eyes, she hums quietly... I'm not born, I'm old
I wish I could live in the same time, I would be happy with you every day
I'm not born, I'm old
I am away from you, and you are separated from me by the corner of the sea
Why don't we make a bet?
A sound sounded in her ear for no reason... Autumn wind, autumn rain, autumn evil spirits
The drizzle is everywhere, and it cannot destroy the desire in people's hearts. The assassin in the six realms that was terrified in the world in the past, Shadow Kill Mo Yingman, today he will take off his disguise, take off his clothes, and be humiliated in the openly broken place
Since the real desire to teach, the good and evil in the world have arrived in a constant stream of news. After all, there are very few people who have seen her true face so far. Even if you take a look at it from a distance, it is worth a trip. Moreover, it is not as easy as going to the Spring Tide Palace to be far away?
Among the bustling crowds, there was the old man with white hair and beard talking: The way to kill the Tao is the most important thing to be forbearance. Mo Yingman, the god of killing, entered the six realms when he debuted. He had a reputation but rarely saw his true face. It is a regret in our lives. His face is gifted by heaven, so how can we hide it privately? This is a deed that contrary to the way of heaven. The way of heaven is furious, so there is such a disaster.
A scholar-like man echoed: What the father-in-law said is very true. It is not easy to be born beautiful. But he has to practice the killing Tao. The little hand that should have comforted his penis is infected with many murderous evils. I heard that he was a brave and assassinating leader of the sect a few days ago. I really thought that Mo Yingman could dominate the world? Now, is he a sex slave?
The old man looked up and took a sip of strong wine to dispel the coldness of late autumn, and sighed: Throughout history, those who practiced the way of killing have been eaten by the mind of killing, and it is difficult to have a good end. Now this young lady is lost and knows how to return to her lust. It is not a kind of luck.
The scholar smiled and said: No, it is not. It is the right way to serve men with such a charming appearance. If you don’t be a slave, it is hard tolerate the law of heaven!
The woman in the dark list, who had to consider even when mentioned, has now become a topic of teasing for men.
The old man narrowed his eyes and said: It seems... is here?
The door of the palace was open, and a graceful figure crossed the threshold, entered the eyes, and stepped into the heart. It was like a stunning beauty that was left alone and broke through the bleak autumn mood and fell into the world. She held up a paper umbrella, stepped on the lotus steps, and stepped on the wet white jade stairs, and was like a piece of pure white rice paper dyed with a drop of thick ink. What kind of scroll will she leave behind?
The north wind is blowing, and the cold wave between heaven and earth seems to be getting more and more harsh because of the arrival of this woman
The spectators scattered on both sides of the stairs shook their heads and were slightly disappointed. Why was this mysterious sixth realm assassin dressed so solemnly and sternly?
Is this really a desire to teach you to be merciful and let this beauty go?
Everyone has traveled a long distance to this place, so let's see this?
Is this a big joke?
The world is in the world, the six realms of cultivators, the shadow killing Mo Yingman, the apricot eyes swept across the sides, the noisy crowd, and the cicada was silent. This female killer who once dominated the dark night, although he was trapped in a cult, his remaining power was still there
She walked into the mortal world with a hazy night, and the long skirt of black gauze dragged the dim lights, setting off the girl's delicate figure, strolling in the drizzle, like a colorful butterfly lost in the world, with black hair hanging down her hair without any decoration, only a charming red flower blooming in it, two bunches of tiny braids rippling to her waist and hips, reflecting a bit of cuteness, the eyebrows and eyes were full of coldness, never throbbing because of this prosperous world, the heavy black gauze covered her pretty face, and cut off the crazy eyes of men. She was obviously a peerless beauty close to her, but she did not teach the world to see the truth, teasing the men's heartstrings that were tense to the limit, she was as cold as before, and she was filled with murderous intentions, and she despised all living beings.
A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger. In the crowd, a young man finally turned red and mustered up the greatest courage in his life. He shouted like thunder in the ground in the silence: Mo Yingman, if you don’t take it, why bother to take this trip?
Mo Yingman stopped and turned his head to look at the crowd's voice. The crowd scattered in a hurry, leaving only the young man standing alone, looking around in a daze. He bit his lip, and he argued loudly: My second brother died at your hands. I came today to see him and see how you became the sex slave who could be the one who could do the best!
Mo Yingman said coldly: I have killed so many times, I don’t remember who your second brother is
The young man said angrily: My second brother is a disciple of the Ganqing Sect, Hong Wanfu! He went down the mountain to experience three years ago, and he never returned. After I checked it from multiple sources, it was your move.
Mo Ying thought for a moment and said slowly: Hong Wanfu, a practitioner from the three realms, secretly took away several wives' innocent bodies from the town. What's wrong with the villagers raising funds to ask me to take action to eliminate the harm?
Young man: Even so, you will not die if you are guilty. You are so embarrassed to say that there is nothing wrong with it?
Mo Yingman: The woman he raped in the end could not bear the humiliation and eventually hanged herself
The young man was speechless for a while and argued for a while: It’s no basis for saying anything, the hanged woman’s reputation was defeated by my second brother. Do you have any evidence?
Mo Yingman shook his head and said: There is no evidence for death, no evidence for reality
The young man was overjoyed and shouted: Everyone heard that this woman was arbitrarily slaughtering life and death, and now she has become a sex slave of the Holy Church. It can be seen that the net of heaven is vast and unreliable, and she is unhappy in retribution!
The spectators looked different, although there was no proof, it was obviously what your second brother did. It was just that this young man revealed what everyone wanted in his heart, but no one made a defense for Mo Yingman.
Mo Yingman frowned and said: How are you going?
The young man smiled grimly and said: One life is for one life, I don’t want your life, I want you to take it off! I want you to destroy your reputation in front of the world!
The old white-haired man who was still teasing the scholar just now smiled: Female Hero Mo, I am a man who is old and has a fair word. Even if he has misbehavior, this young brother is young and energetic. He is confused for a while and can't control that job. It's understandable that he didn't say he wouldn't marry those girls. The woman couldn't let himself go. He couldn't blame his brother. This is your fault. Now that people don't care about your life, they are just a small punishment and a big warning to get rid of you. If you continue to urge you, you will be famous in the world.
What a pity and a fair word!
The so-called justice is in the hearts of the people, and the hearts of the people... It is indeed as the old man said, just thinking about how to defile this cold woman.
A strong voice came from the hall of lewd girls: Mo Yingman, this world is the heart of the people, right? I am willing to accept the loss, take it off...
Mo Yingman snorted coldly, put away the paper umbrella, took off the veil, and her pure and beautiful face surfaced. Her almost perfect delicate facial features, her cherry lips slightly opened and closed, her breath was like orchids, and her teeth were like snow. In a moment, everyone's eyes were condensed. She bit her lower lip, twitched the knot on the back waist, and the black veil skirt turned into a colorful dream butterfly all over the sky, dissipating in the cold rain. Unexpectedly, under the long skirt, there was another dark short skirt. But this time, the spectators stared at the copper bell-like eyes, and no one shook his head and sighed.
The close-fitting skirt was sank into the night, exuding a deep mysterious atmosphere like the starry sky. Two delicate and savory patterns on the fabric cleverly lifted two pieces of pepper milk that were just mature. The golden flower core conveyed the girl's most precious gift and plate, allowing the guests to enjoy it freely. A lewd breast-exposed skirt, tightly narrowing her waist, which fully highlighted the girl's waist. The short skirt was very short and the skirt was very high, but it didn't matter. The complex embroidery hem flashed with a faint light, but it just covered the skin of the thighs on both sides. The front and back were cut, completely betraying the girl's lower body front and back scenery. The mysterious thing that the woman valued the most was now a crotch-opening trouser sewn with only a few small strips of cloth!
The wind and drizzle were on the girl's pretty blushing face. The spectators were careless about the short skirt fabric on the girl's body. This outfit was not far from being stripped off, and it was even more seductive than nakedness. The old man and the young man set up tents under his crotch. Everyone had a lust, no matter how old or young. Who wouldn't want to press such a beauty under his body, kiss the beauty, explore the vagina, and cum inside?
The same primitive and evil wish arose in everyone's hearts, gang-raping her!
Right and wrong, morality and morality cannot hold people's hearts, and gang rape her!
Ignore her begging for mercy and gang-rap her over and over again!
Mo Yingman's expression was indifferent, his delicate hands were placed in front of his flat belly, and he continued to climb down with impeccable demeanor, dignified and quiet, like a lady who went out for a walk. Unfortunately, his erotic dress fell into everyone's eyes. He only saw a slutty prostitute who lingered in the willow alleys in the flower streets and willows in the middle of the night.
Arriving at the middle of the 100-step stairs, five maids, holding trays, blocking their way. The trays were covered with brocade velvet, and they didn't know what was inside. The beautiful maids bowed and said softly: Please ask Miss Mo to wear jewelry and dress up.
Mo Ying turned on the Jinrong one by one, his face changed a few times. He gritted his teeth and looked back at the lewd palace, and said ruthlessly: Don’t think about it!
After seeing the ornaments in the tray, the crowd around them burst into ambiguous laughter, forcing Mo Yingman to wear these ornaments by himself. I don’t know which bad teacher came up with a trick.
The lewd girl responded slowly in the hall of lewd women: What I think and what the people want is not something you can control? Since you don’t want to, I have some ways to make you willing, such as...
Under Mo Yingman's delicate and bulging collarbone, an evil and true desirable mark appeared... The sea of consciousness is chaotic, the heart lake is dyed ink, the girl Yingman's eyes are dim and gradually loses her spirit. She shook off her sharpness, like a domestic animal raised in a cage, and respectfully said: Yingman's slave, follow the orders of the Lord Master...
She took out a metal collar from the first tray, and as if she had practiced countless times, she gently put the jade neck on her neck, and closed the lock ring. The young female slave bound herself under the iron circle with her own hands, no longer free
She took out a pair of breast clips from the second tray, and the girl gently rubbed the two delicate cherries on her jade breasts. The two bright reds were then congested and erect. The breast clips tightly clamped the nipples. Two small dark gems were suspended and clamped under the breasts, revealing dark fluorescence, and trembling in a tight rhythm as the crowd's eyes focused. It was a pair of breast abuse devices.
Peach blossoms appeared on the girl's pretty face, panting gently, enduring the throbbing of lust caused by her breasts shaking
She took out a dark nail from the third tray. The silver light shone with a cold light in the cold wind. The girl hesitated for a moment and finally slowly pierced the dark nail into the lower vagina. The sharp metal sharp weapon penetrated the most sensitive organ in the woman's body. Every time she pierced, it was like a body sapling from thousands of ants. The girl Emei was high and sweating profusely, and pushed herself into the abyss of sexual abuse with her own hands. The spectators stood on tiptoe, the Adam's apple rolled, their eyes were covered with bloodshot, their mouths were curled up, they stroked their penis, they admired the girl's lustful state, the vagina finally penetrated the mèi meat, the dark patterned ornaments under the nail lit up runes, repairing the vaginal wound, and then the rhythm was rhythmic, obviously not a simple decoration.
She took out a pair of dog ear headdresses from the fourth tray, and put them on the beginning, and the hair was shrugged and decorated on the head, which was very cute and full of youth.
She took out a dog tail anal plug from the fifth tray. In full view of everyone, she picked up the thong and strangled the ribbon in the asshole, slowly spread the two round buttocks petals apart. The pink asshole was exposed in the cold wind, and she was pitiful. The anal plug was pushed into the anus inch by inch until it was completely wrapped in her jade buttocks. She shivered, her intestines contracted, and the dog's tail was raised and swung on its own, which was clearly a fairy tool. It was undoubtedly a fairy tool.
Mo Yingman succumbed to the mark of true desire, wearing five ornaments on her own, kneeled down on the ground, crawling under the eyes of the spectators, she obediently raised her little butt, opened her mouth slightly, and clearly spit out a humiliating word: Wang!
After all, she still called out, like a poor female dog, the so-called animal slave, nothing more than
A loud cheer broke out in the crowd. Yes, women should be so mean, they should be alive like dogs, and they should be stuck out their butts and fucked!
The more beautiful a woman is, the more she should be ruined!
One of the beautiful maids picked up a thin chain and dragged Mo Yingman's neck to climb forward. The girl Yingman sobbed, alternating her limbs, shaking her breasts and anal plugs, shaking her buttocks and anal plugs, shaped like a dog, three hanging ornaments with her chest and vagina hanged with mocking fluorescence, as if she warned the world that if you have a high level of woman, you can't get into this spring tide palace.
As we walked along the way, the church members brought out three objects to block the way. A sharp-eyed spectator exclaimed: Look, that is the mechanic beast of the Momen. In this way, it is a mechanic bat!
The congregation motivates the mechanism, activates the runes, and the mechanism bat spreads its wings, revealing its hideous face
There is a strong voice in the hall of lewd girls: Mo Yingman, these three mechanism bats, but this sect spent a lot of money to customize them from Momen for you. You will punish you for heaven. You will suffer a lot. Don’t let the world down.
Mo Yingman lowered his eyebrows and bowed to him: Yingman was a slave, and he was willing to be punished by the Holy Church.
The bats in the mechanism slapped their wings and circled up at the same time. One of them swept down quickly, grabbed Mo Yingmanxiang's shoulders, and then flew into the air. One man and three beasts hovered directly above the high platform in the center of the square.
The spectators suddenly realized that people had no way to leverage their strength in the air and were not limited by their posture. They really responded to the dirty joke, "You can rape them as much as you want."
Runes on the bat's chest are lit, eyes are lit, and their wings are slapped rapidly and roll up wisps of whirlwind
Mo Yingman's limbs were straightened forward and backward, and was locked in the air by the bats in a downward position.
The bat in front of her tightly locked her arms, which were carved from white jade, and a huge rod popped up in the belly. She pried open the girl's red lips and teeth, and made deep throat thrust unscrupulously. The bat on her back greedily lay on the scapula. A pair of bat claws rudely rounded the front chest, not only to support the girl's figure, but also to ravage the plumpness of the two hills and valleys. The two hanging gems under her breasts made it sound. The bat behind her clamped the slender and graceful long legs, and the thick rod rotated endlessly, causing hoarse friction sounds. It was roughly pushing open the pink slit in Mo Yingman's crotch pants, licking the delicious juice revealed by the beautiful abalone.
The poor girl Yingman was detained in mid-air, allowing the bats of the mechanism to do whatever they want. The anal plug was curled up and rolled up, and flicked left and right, implying that this once arrogant little lady had gradually been raped by three mechanism beasts with strange pleasure... The huge stick was filled with sandalwood mouth, and the cherry lips were humming.
Gentle and gentle, and the breasts are light and thin
Long legs are divided into Jingwei, and clouds and rain are spreading between the acupoints
The vaginal fluid flooded and fell, and she had an orgasm. A vivid woman was played with orgasm in public by three cold organ beasts. A thought came out of her heart. She couldn't go back, and she could never go back... The posture changed again. Two bat organ beasts separated from each other, pulling her jade legs, Mo Yingman's body was hanging upside down, and her jade legs were broken into a shape in the air. The last bat organ beast hovered over the girl, and with a scream, he swooped straight down. The giant rod of the carpet opened the flower room with the momentum, and chiseled into the girl's weak private parts without mercy.
A shrill scream echoed in every corner of the square. The girl's heart-wrenching despair lingered in her heart. The mist and rain were dismal. The audience saw no sympathy in the eyes of the church members below. Instead, they pointed at the abused girl in the air, as if they only saw the entertainment after dinner.
The bat rose again, chiseled again, and then rose again, and the rune ornaments hanging under the dark nail repaired the girl's swollen pussy again and again, just to let the mechanical beast suck her body again and again, she finally couldn't shout and let her go.
After being fucked a few times, I lost the energy?
That's not possible?
After all, he is a little sex slave who has just entered the sect. It is understandable that he will train for a while and gang rape a few more times. I believe he will be more patient with fucking.
The men can't see the tears in the corners of the girl's eyes, they only care how many times they can cum in this pussy
The bat organ beast was separated in a shape of a font, and took turns to embrace Mo Yingman's delicate body, and raised her pair of symmetrical legs and thrust into her. Every time the beauty was pushed to the cloud orgasm, she threw it to the next bat organ beast to continue to have sex. The girl Yingman was in mid-air, and the squirting kept blowing, and she was fascinated. The three-inch golden lotus was bumping into the sky, and the toes were rippling with vaginal fluid, accompanied by fragrant sweat and drizzle, and the lewd sounded like a spring, and it was heard in my ears, announcing to everyone that she was justA woman is just a woman who can get along with her anywhere. She no longer thinks she is alone, she is just a goods for people to enjoy, rape, climax, and discharge, and the next one, her dignity is like the vaginal fluid sprayed from her crotch, scattered all over the ground, and it is hard to contain the water. The arrogant edges in her heart are being worn away bit by bit, and eventually become what this cult expects, and it is also the most despised of her. They call her... a sperm-sucking lady
The runes on the bat's chest faded, returned to the ground, raised their wings and fell into silence again
Mo Yingman struggled and got up tremblingly. The beautiful maid quickly stepped forward and stuffed a elixir into her throat to replenish the energy she consumed. Is this what she meant to continue to invade this cardamom woman?
Yes, this place has not been broken yet
As the medicine spreads, I feel my breathing smoothly. Mo Yingman slowly stood up straight and headed towards the vast crowd below the stage. He put his jade palms on his waist, bent his knees sideways, lowered his eyebrows and gave him a blessing. The manic sight of the scholars in the audience flowed between the black skirt and the pendant of the breast of a woman with a black skirt and the vaginal nail decoration. The essence and blood poured into the lower body, filling the ferocious penis. Once the beast called desire awakens in his heart, it will be difficult to forget the ecstasy.The pleasure, not to mention that this young lady on the stage, who is one of the eight beauties in the world, is in her youth, and her beauty is just growing up. When the peach is mature, her exquisite and convex figure is already arousing imagination. She even wears this extremely seductive revealing dress and wears many lewd ornaments for herself, combining the two completely different contradictory temperaments of purity and lewdness on a stunning woman. How can she not teach people how to keep her blood? Such beauties expose their breasts and put their acupoints in front of them, so how can there be a gentleman who is still in a mess?
Such a gentleman, it’s better not to do it!
Fuck it happily and squirt the animal desires unscrupulously into the pussy, so that you can walk in this world without mercy
A loud barking of dogs cut through the tranquility. Two light spots suddenly appeared in the dark corner. A male dog and the mechanical beast shook his head, walked from the dark to the person, jumped up, and walked onto the platform. It was obviously just a dog, but it was like a king to patrol the territory.
It was the loud voice of the cult leader again: Mo Yingman, this sect is pragmatic, and does not raise idle people to wait for you to devote yourself to the teachings as a sex slave, gang rape is just the duty. As a animal slave, you naturally have to show your true nature to a animal slave to convince the public. It is rare to be born with beauty. Don’t let down this beauty and beauty be the punishment. You can do it.
The implication is that an excellent sex slave must be a beauty, but a beauty may not be an excellent sex slave. Don’t think that being good-looking is done. Learn how to practice the lustful way.
Mo Yingman nodded and said yes. Yingying knelt on the platform, leaning on all sides, but lifted her butt high and said softly: Yingman is a slave, lifting her butt and being punished.
There are countless rumors about this female assassin with great killing power in Haoran. Anyway, it cannot be confirmed. So what if men use the fun of drinking to brag about it? Even though they are blown away by the cowhide, no one has ever imagined that this mysterious woman, like a gloomy orchid in the valley, will one day be wearing a lewd skirt, revealing her three points, and she looks like a female dog, and she will be raising her buttocks in public to make fun. Or is the male dog and a mechanical beast?
Even the most ridiculous storyteller can't make such jokes, right?
But this scene happened under the eyes of everyone, in the Spring Tide Palace
The mechanical dog walked behind Mo Yingman and put his head into the girl's thighs, as if sniffing the same person in front of him. The scholars were amazed, could this mechanical beast still be inspected?
The male dog in the organ suddenly opened his mouth, spit out his soft and long tongue of unknown material, and began to lick Mo Yingman's wet private parts and the ass wrapped in the anal plug. An inexplicable numbness and spring instantly penetrated from the weak point. The false tail of the anal plug curled up and swung left and right again, almost throwing out the afterimage. Mo Yingman was lost in a moment and couldn't help but raise his head. Ah, a slutty moan, but hurriedly covered his red lips with his jade palm. His pretty look, which was obviously licked by the organ beast, but was shy and charming, which attracted bursts of laughter from the audience.
The male dog in the mechanism turns its body and pushes its tail with Mo Yingman's jade buttocks together. The two tails intersect. Is this called mating?
Is this going to have sex with Mo Yingman, a sex slave female dog in a unique posture?
The audience suddenly became silent, and the disciples breathed harder, without blinking, staring at the junction of the two buttocks, as if the place was in a small space, hiding the most beautiful picture in the world
The mechanical scoops pop up, and the root of the mechanical beast penetrates into the flower core. As the two petals of buttocks sway back and forth, the moans rise and fall. After all, the girl openly had sex with the mechanical beast in this extremely vulgar posture. As a woman, she was already embarrassed. As a sex slave, she just smiled.
That beautiful girl who is as cheap as a female dog is named Mo Yingman
The male dog in the organ was still unsatisfied, turned around again, raised his front and leaned on Mo Yingmanyu's back, clamped the water snake's waist with his sharp teeth, bit the girl's two small braids, and trembled and stabbed into the anus bud in one fell swoop. There was another tragic howling that echoed the audience. Mo Yingman's asshole was actually abused, and he inserted it into both!
The roots of the beast and the anal plug are scrambling to occupy every inch of the space in the dry road, squeezing the final expansion potential in the intestines. They are like two giant thieves breaking into the fairy land, greedy and plundering, and even digging three feet away, for fear of leaving even a rare treasure. The roots of the beasts are harvesting the fertile soil of the fertile fields. Every time they advance, they are accompanied by the convulsions and sobs of the Tasman's female dog. The intestinal walls are barking two thick foreign objects, stretching to the limit, and there is a danger of overturning at any time. It is true that the beauty and the evil dog are lying together, the sound of the whine is barking together, pain is intertwined with pleasure, and the senses like a tide washes the girl's little consciousness. She cannot have any thought of resistance, and the intestines begin to shrink rhythmically, and she is conquered by a male dog under this violent invasion...
Mo Yingman's two braids were tightly pulled tightly, and his body was shaking unconsciously, catering to the rape from the backyard, holding his head and chest up, and a pair of straight flesh balls were decorated with breast clips, like a dressed girl attending a banquet, dancing gracefully. She moaned in a daze: Wang! It turns out that it is so good to be fucked in this position. Wang, Wang, Wang, Wang, Yingman female dog was watched by so many people, Wang, Wang, Wang, had to orgasm by this mechanism beast, Wang, Wang, so thick, so strong, so painful, Wang, although it hurts, Yingman female dog is really comfortable to be fucked! Wang, Wang, I like it so much, I like to be humiliated in public, such a lowly posture, the most suitable for the lowly Yingman female dog, Wang, Wang, I... are here again, and I'm going to orgasm again! Fuck... Fuck this shameless female dog to death!
Animal slave falls into the animal realm, and bends over and is bullied by dogs
When will the woman enjoy cherry blossoms again?
The climax faded, and the mechanical dog was like a king who had just come to his favored concubine, leaving. The church members in the audience were full of interest and talked about it. This Momen Machine Beast cannot be customized with money. Such a good show, once in a century
The leader’s melody sound came out again: Mo Yingman, don’t be addicted to being raped by this evil beast. Every time this mechanism beast is turned on, it will consume a top-grade talisman. No matter how strong the financial resources of this sect is, it cannot withstand the squandering of you, a slave. The two punishments of heaven and earth have passed. You might as well guess what the next punishment is?
The suspense did not last long. The beautiful maid pushed the wheelchair and slowly sent someone to the high platform. Isn’t it Lu Shiba who died for many days to save his beloved disciple?
Although he had died, the body was kept intact and was not decayed. It can be seen that he really wanted to do it deliberately, but after all, he was still dead. What's the use of keeping this body?
Mo Yingman stared at the master's body, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes
A burst of black air came out of the girl's body and instantly penetrated into Lu Shiba's nostrils. After a while, Lu Shiba opened his eyes, raised his head, and murmured: Yingman?
Mo Yingman's pretty face showed an incredible look, as if he was slightly breaking free from the bondage of the real desire mark. He used all his strength to get up, staggered to the master, and said happily: Master, Yingman is here, Master, are you not dead? Are you still alive?
Lu Shiba struggled to stand up and said intermittently: I...I don't know...I'm just...I'm just a living dead...Relying on the secret techniques of the Holy Teachings to maintain this thread...Life...
Mo Yingman said: Even if there is a glimmer of hope, Yingman is willing to pay any price. Uncle Eighteen, I... I miss you very much...
Lu Shibadao: Any price? Including... lustfulness?
Mo Yingman was stunned when he heard this, and for a while, he lowered his head and said: Yes, Yingman is willing to be sexually abusive and become a sexual slave of the Holy Church.
Lu Shibadao: Don’t you regret it?
Mo Yingman stood on tiptoe, holding the master's face in both hands, kissing him to the face, not on his forehead, but on his lips
The girl's lips are sealed with fragrance, tears flowing down her cheeks, and the love that has been silent in her heart for many years is like a volcano bursting, and it finally turns into silent tenderness, kissing the love of this life
If you are dreaming, you don’t want to wake up, but you just want to be drunk in your dreams forever, hate to part, and look at each other, ask if you have ever been moved
With his lips parted, Mo Yingman cried and cried: Do you know how long I have been waiting for this kiss? I thought I would never wait for this life...
Lu Shibadao: Silly girl... isn't it the same as being a teacher? Yingman, a teacher... I want you...
Mo Yingman said shyly: Uncle Eighteen, here... they are all watching...
Lu Shibadao: I really don’t know how long it will last for a teacher to be a spike. Girl, obedient, obedient, obedient, obedient, and obedient, how about being a teacher’s little sex slave?
Mo Yingmandao: Since that's the case, Yingman... It's just...
The beautiful maid moved out of the lounge chair, Mo Ying lay on it sideways, slowly spreading her legs, and the love juice leaked out from the slit of the beautiful abalone meat, which was clearly visible, and the beautiful color was ready to eat.
Lu Shiba teased the water curtain cave that had already secreted honey liquid with one hand, and smiled: The teacher's little sex slave is so cute in this dress. This slutty pussy is so wet before it can be inserted. Who will teach you?
Mo Yingman covered her face and said shyly: Uncle Eighteen made fun of her again. It’s very...very normal for the little lady to be fucked...
Lu Shibadao: I have raised you for many years, but I don’t know when you became a little slut?
Mo Yingman said: From the day when you accidentally saw my skirt under your skirt, but you left on the pretext, Yingman... Yingman started using cucumbers...
Lu Shiba said: Yingman, my teacher is going to fuck you, so you might as well scream more slutty, so that the whole world can know that my Yingman's kung fu is also unique in the world.
Mo Yingman said: Today, Yingman will use this body to repay his master's kindness for raising and teaching!
Lu Shiba took off his clothes, hugged his beloved disciple from behind, and his ten fingers fell into the hills and gripped them carefully. He also pulled the two lewd breast clips out from time to time, and slowly pushed the penis into the pink and tender slit of flesh.
The hanging decorations hanging under the nails are shining, as if congratulating the girl who is about to break
The penis flows through the gurgling water, goes upstream, breaks the clouds and mist, wanders among the small streams, and the peach blossoms on both sides are blooming, with a charming fragrance
Lu Shiba said: I’m old, can this cock... still satisfy you, a little sex slave?
Mo Yingman panted and said: What did the master say? The master's cock... is both majestic and firm, so comfortable to insert it... How can the master underestimate himself?
Lu Shiba clamped the two breast clips on the dome of Love Student, pressed hard, and thrust the crotch at the same time, holding the sky with a pillar, sweeping across the pass like a destruction, completely tearing open the inner line of the girl's hole, and breaking into the flower house with mountains and mountains.
The virgin flesh wall is flawlessly wrapped with hideous genitals, and the slippery wrinkles are comforting this long-lost penis.
Mo Yingman and the leader in the hall hummed happily at the same time, and both got involved in orgasm.
The hard cock with blue veins pulled up, tirelessly crushing the girl's pussy, wherever she passed, it was a mess, and it hit the inner palace gate with great force, knocking on the flesh wall, and impacting the soul. Mo Ying was like a light boat, swaying in the wind and rain, and even herself could not be maintained in the storm. She was fucked to the point of being drowned in the sea of desire, struggling, the master and apprentice were entangled in the fragrant tongues, and kissed each other again.
The pleasure comes wave by wave, from the tip of the tongue, from the breasts, from the delicate buttocks, from the vagina, and the flushing throughout the body. Mo Yingman only feels unprecedented pleasure. It turns out that becoming a sex slave is the true happiness of a woman?
Lust is born in various acupoints, and two other flowers bloom on their lower abdomen and buttocks. It is the lustful pattern of Mo Yingman.
Mo Yingman: Master, Master, fuck me, hard, hard, so hard, Uncle Eighteenth is so happy to fuck me, ah, ah, it's so good to be captured and trained by the Holy Sect. Ah, ah, gang rape, Yingman wants to be gang raped, it's so good to be made by the master alone, Yingman is going to be humiliated by more people, ah, climax... The climax is coming, Master, cum to Yingman! Yingman wants to have a baby for you!
The penis charges several times, and drives straight into it. Finally, it opens the palace gate, and the tip of the umbrella thrusts into the pure palace. Lu Shiba shivered and completely releases the sperm gate. A huge amount of white turbidity shot straight into the inner depths of the deflowering hole, filling the trembling empty space.
A drop of bright red falls down, the world is vast, the six realms practitioners, shadow kill Mo Yingman, openly breaking the place
The scholars were ready to go, laughing and roaming, and the girl Yingman, who became a sex slave, was tragically tied to the torture instrument. On this night, she couldn't sleep... I really wanted the leader to leave Mengxuan, and his vitality in his body was restored, and he was invincible in the world, just one step away...
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