Chapter 9: The world is stained with lust, and the evil beggar insults all the flowers

After a night of lingering, Master Qin lifted the messy bedding with a tired face, struggled to hold his waist up from the collapse, and touched the wet bed sheet casually. He was still scared and turned his head to sigh to the charming woman in front of the dressing mirror next to him: You were not like this before...

The woman faced the mirror, tied her hair in black, and said softly: I used to be the one who gave in to you

Qin Musheng had a headache and he held his forehead and said: Chen Shanchun, I am a man at least, so I can give you some thin face, right? Poor Master Chen, I slept for less than an hour a day or two nights.

The woman in front of the mirror, sad and smirked, said: After all, a man's face must be earned by himself. It's still early. If the young master is not convinced, he can put his servant on the bed and bully him again. If he never resists, he will not resist.

Qin Musheng snorted coldly, turned a blind eye and refused to answer the conversation

Chenshenchun curled his lips and said: It's really useless, it's so unmanly...

Qin Musheng blushed, slapped the table, and said angrily: Chenshenchun, if you dare to say it again, I will...

The sad spring seems to be smiling: What?

Qin Musheng suddenly extinguished his momentum: Just... just draw your eyebrows for you...

The beautiful man Shen handed the eyebrow pencil in contempt. The eldest son of Qin walked around the beauty's back with a lewd legs, bowed his head and shoulders, and even red dots of green. The technique was not at all unfamiliar.

Chenshenchun said: When did you draw thrushes for me last time?

Qin Musheng: The Beginning of Spring Three Years ago

Chenshenchun smiled and said: This eyebrows are so beautiful that even I feel inferior to that of my family. Let’s talk about it, how many girls have they painted it for?

Qin Musheng has been in love for many years, and of course he will not fall in love with such a proposition. He said calmly: Just for you

The sank of spring eyes flows, purple and red dust, playful: Is this true?

Qin Musheng didn't know that the woman in front of the case used the magical power of seeing through the world, so he had to say ashamed: Another one is my master

Chenshenchun: Your master...is a woman?

Qin Musheng felt lost, as if he was recalling the past, sighed softly: Her name is Qu Mengsu, she is no longer in this world

Chenshenchun's face changed slightly: The sixth-level saint in Hansu Palace many years ago, with one finger on Su Xin Qu Mengsu is your master? No wonder... No wonder I can't see your master. Hansu Palace's mental techniques and moves have never been suitable for women to practice. How could Qu Mengsu accept a man like you as a disciple?

Qin Musheng smiled bitterly and said: Saint? In your righteous eyes, I am afraid it is a witch, right? When the master accepted me as his disciple, he had lost all his realm and his life was not long. The practice she taught me was created by her own creation, not from Hansu Palace.

Chen Shanchun frowned and said: Rumor has it that one dream has been a thousand years. Farewell to Mengxuan, and he got drunk and entered the sixth realm. Then, taking advantage of Qu Mengsu's decline, he led all the heroes to break through the Hansu Palace. After several hardships, he killed Qu Mengsu, the saint in the palace under the sword?

Qin Musheng's eyes cold: Haha, you must not know that Bi Mengxuan is my master's first man, and her only man, who fell into a dream when he got drunk? To put it nicely, if my master had not given up the great way for him, he practiced the forbidden scriptures of the palace, the Heart Sutra of Desire Women, took the initiative to fall and let him absorb his luck, just because he Bi Mengxuan wanted to break into the six realms?

Chenshenchun: The Heart Sutra of Desire Girls? This legendary secret book of evil written by Hehuanzi of the Desire Dao turned out to be in the Hansu Palace?

Qin Musheng: When Hansu Palace was destroyed, half of it was because the guy Bi Mengxuan was afraid that his master would reveal his roots and feet one day. The other half came for this Sutra of Desire Women. This sutra is also bizarre. When a woman practices this method, she can turn her cultivation into lust. If she can suppress the demons in her heart and keep her body like jade, she can use this to improve her cultivation. If she breaks the body and gets married, she can only become the two furnaces and cauldrons. My master was already a master of the sixth level back then, and was indifferent to fame and fortune. If she hadn't fallen in love with the beast in clothes and clothes, why would she practice this evil method?

Chenshenchun sighed: The word love is the most hurtful

Qin Musheng: The master taught me how to practice, hoping that one day, as an apprentice, I can get justice for her.

Chenshenchun: Don’t Mengxuan’s six realms, even if you have achieved great swordsmanship, it’s hard to say your chances of winning, right?

Qin Musheng: Before his death, the master refined a magic weapon, named the Breaking Dream Pearl, to defeat the magical powers of the Breaking Menghan. Moreover, my long sword, lover, is actually the same as your peach and plum, and is both an immortal weapon. It’s a pity that I have just left the world. That guy died on Lingshan, so naturally he can’t avenge.

Chen Shanchun: I never thought about the events back then, and there was such a secret, so why did you change this name now? Which daughter did you really get involved in?

Qin Musheng said angrily: Don’t mention that there were a group of people who insisted on inviting me to the Luoshizi Chunchao Palace as a guest. I beat me up, but I was still unwilling to give up. I had to change my name and continue traveling around the world. Moreover, I wanted to change the name, and it was all my fault for my parents for being poor at studying!

Shenshenchun: Chunchao Palace? Why haven’t I heard of it?

Qin Musheng: It’s probably because I’m cheating on money. Alas, I’m actually worth a few dollars in this outfit, and somehow I was thinking about it.

Chenshenchun: Where is the Heart Sutra of Desire Girls now?

Qin Musheng shook his head: The master was seriously injured and escaped, but he was unable to take it with him. It must have fallen into the hands of Bei Menghan, but now it is hard to say

Qin Musheng raised his hand and gently drew the last stroke. The jade man in the gazing glass was stunned. The ancient purple jade hairpin on the black hair bun, which contrasted with the simple and elegant makeup, washed away all the dew, and the beautiful woman was as beautiful as a distant mountain.

Chenshenchun's pretty face turned slightly red, and he turned his head and said coquettishly: I've been watching for a whole night, haven't I seen enough yet?

Qin Musheng chuckled: It's not enough to watch for a lifetime...

Qin Musheng hummed softly the tune of the song when they first met when they were not drunk, the tune of the song when they were drunk last night, and the tune of the song when they were drunk many years ago, the tune of the song when the sad woman was dying.

Qin Musheng: Master, if you don’t drink this medicine, it will be cold. Master, be careful, drink it quickly. I’ll stew chicken soup for you now.

Qu Mengsu: Silly boy, how is the master in this state of mind? I'm sure I can't stand it tonight

Qin Musheng: What is the messy thing the master said!

Qu Mengsu: Come on, draw your eyebrows again for the master. Master, go beautifully

Qin Musheng: Master...

Qu Mengsu took off the purple jade hairpin and smiled and said: This hairpin was originally a token of the saint of Hansu Palace. Now that the sect is destroyed, it is useless. Please keep it. If you meet a woman you like in the future, you might as well give it to me as a gift to my master to marry his disciple.

Qin Musheng's eyes were filled with tenderness, and he silently recited in his heart: Master, she looks as beautiful as you in this purple jade hairpin...

With red lips and rouge, Qin Musheng held up the beautiful woman's pretty face and pink cheeks and kissed her gently...

Tao is ruthless, but has mercy

Don't say you don't miss you

The sun fell through the flower window in the eyes of the man in blue clothes. Mo Liuxing frowned and opened his eyes, looking around in a daze, and actually slept for a few hours. Last night, the tragedy in his dream lingered in his mind, and the wretched cry of the innocent woman was still echoing in his ears.

Mo Liuxing sighed deeply and was about to get up to wash, but the door was pushed open.

Why is the door not locked? Mr. Mo, I'm about to get up. I'm hungry. I want to eat hibiscus cakes, tofu brain, three-slime fried noodles, small buns, fragrant fried crispy, mutton dumplings, pork ribs and cilantro, and pack a box of lotus paste crisps, and a box of leek cakes on the way to satisfy my cravings! A small figure with a pink and jade carving broke into the room without saying a word, put his hands on his hips, his cheeks bulged, and a pair of buns with arched hair seemed to be speaking for the owner: Yun'er was very angry, the consequences were very serious, she was so cute that she was so cute

Mo Liuxing squatted down slowly, but his eyes wet for no reason...

Yun'er suddenly felt a little at a loss and said softly: Don't cry or not, don't worry, young master, let Mr. Qin pay the bill this time!

Mo Liuxing burst into tears and laughed, and said with a helping hand: This is the point, Brother Qin hasn't gotten up yet?

Yun'er smiled and said: No, the young master told me last night that I would never knock on his door this morning. There is a female monster who can eat people in his room, which scares me to death.

Mo Liuxing remembered Qin Musheng's back as the hero left and never returned, and was shocked. Senior sister... she shouldn't be able to eat people, right...?

Yun'er shook Mo Liuxing's right hand pitifully, like the little beast waiting to be fed. Mo Liuxing touched the girl's head and said proudly: Follow me and order the food!

Those who don’t know that were fighting a war…

Under the dumbfounded gaze of diners around, Yun'er swept the table with exquisite breakfast like a wind swaying in the wind. The waiter and the shopkeeper had seen the girl's horrible food appearance, but they were calm. They just looked at Mo Liuxing with a little more pity. Seeing this young man's clothes and conversation, he was not like that rich family. How could he live this life...

Qin Musheng slowly went downstairs yawning and greeted from afar: Brother Mo, morning, Yun'er, slow down, are there any rules? I'm still hungry, your son

Yun'er filled in her mouth with delicious food while saying vaguely: I vaguely heard the young master begging for mercy last night, but I just thought that the female monster was too fierce, for fear that she would not be able to see the young master today

Everyone in the lobby couldn't help laughing and burst into laughter

Qin Musheng folded his fan and said angrily: What are you saying? I have never been at a disadvantage, I am afraid you heard it wrong! Then he looked at the attic with guilt, coughed, and said: No matter how bad it is, it is equal!

Mo Liuxing gave a thumbs up and smiled: Brother Qin is so childish, I admire him very much

Qin Musheng rolled his eyes and said angrily: Excessive award!

Too early, Qin Musheng took the bill like a toothache, carefully posted the account, sighed, took out the money bag on his waist that had been reduced a lot, frowned, but opened it but found that there was a small amount of silver notes for no reason!

I suddenly burst into tears. After all, my woman was caring and knowing the cold and hot. I realized that something was wrong in the second thought. Could it be that I let Chen Shanchun give me a prostitute...?

The three of them packed up and wanted to go out to retrieve the carriage and go to Dongwu

Qin Musheng jumped to the front seat and was stunned for a moment, and turned around and smiled strangely at Mo Liuxing: Brother Mo, it seems that you owe a lot of debts.

Mo Liuxing looked confused and confused. He looked into the carriage and saw that it was the woman in a floral dress he happened to meet on the road a few days ago?

Mo Liuxing clasped his fists and said: Did the girl ask for the money that day? The girl was at ease and didn't take any of it. As she said that, she took out the money bag that Tianma bandit threw away from her bag.

The woman in the floral dress said lazily: I heard you are going to Dongwu, so I will take me on the way. I will treat this money as paying for your car fee.

Qin Musheng frowned and said: Girl, I'm sorry to say bluntly that our trip is not a trip to the mountains and rivers...

The woman in the flower skirt interrupted impatiently: The little woman had a few tricks of sword techniques, Chenshenchun said that if she saw you picking up flowers and flirting with her on the road, she would help cut your extra stuff. Before she could finish it, she also added: Don't worry, my knife is very fast and doesn't hurt.

Qin Musheng suddenly felt a chill under his crotch. This was indeed something that Shenshen Chun would do.

Yun'er pouted and said: Young Master, our carriage is not spacious either...

Before Yun'er could finish speaking, the woman in the flower dress took out a box of candied fruit and opened it layer by layer. The winter melon strips, tangerine peel, bayberry, lotus root slices, red ginger, peach jelly, golden silk candied dates, sugar water loquat, etc. were dazzling. You can tell at a glance that it was extraordinary, and it was definitely not comparable to that of an ordinary shop.

Yun'er's eyes shone brightly and she immediately said firmly: It's okay to squeeze in!

Seeing Qin Musheng and Yun'er surrender one after another, Mo Liuxing had no choice but to clasp his fists and say: In Xiajian Pavilion, Mo Liuxing

The woman in a floral dress leaned against the car window and said lazyly: The young master is polite, the little woman is called Gu Fuying

Many years later, people in the martial arts world raised their glasses and drank in the wine shops. Whenever they talked about a worn carriage, they were all fascinated. After all, it was once the most capable carriage in the world...

After a few days of peace, Gu Fuying began to look cold and cold as if he was not close to a stranger. Until he saw Yun'er chasing Qin Musheng and Mo Liuxing several times, he finally smiled happily. When was the last time he smiled?

She doesn't remember it herself...

Qin Musheng looked a little terrified. Jin Yu's good words hurt Chun. When Shen Damei wanted to cut him one thing, she would never cut only half of it!

This girl said she was using a knife, but she had never seen her take a knife.

Yun'er, who was sleeping in the tent with Gu Fuying, secretly asked Mo Liuxing for two more bottles of medicine the next day. Mo Liuxing didn't ask much questions and gave the medicine generously

Since that day, Gu Fuying and Yun'er have become much closer, and have also had a good face to Mo Liuxing.

The sun sets and the sunset reluctantly put away the last ray of Yuxia. Qin Musheng and his party rode their horses and finally rushed to a small town before nightfall to throw the top. Although they were not that delicate person, no matter how hard the bed board was, they would sleep more peacefully than the carriage and tent, right?

What's more, there are always many inconveniences in the wild for two women

The group of four found the only inn in the town, settled in a carriage, and ordered four rooms. He sat down to order dishes. Master Qin had money in his pocket, and even the tone of the name of the dish became much tougher. Who made his woman rich enough to rival the country?

Can't envy

I just didn't ask for wine, otherwise who would I go to drink with?

Mo Liuxing poured it into one cup, or two little ladies?

Pour your own drink, no meaning

The waiter put the last plate of sauce duck on the table and said tremblingly: Guest, the dishes... are all served, you... use them slowly...

Qin Musheng frowned and said: You waiter is too unlucky. Half of the female members at this table are ordered a little more, but no matter how you look at it, you don’t look like a bandit eating a tyrant, right?

But Gu Fuying caught Xiao Er's mouth and said lightly: There is still a dish missing

The waiter said tremblingly: Girl, all... are all...

Gu Fuying: There is still a lack of antidote. Qin Musheng was surprised, Yun'er squinted her eyes, Mo Liuxing had no expression on her face, and seemed to have noticed something was wrong.

The waiter knelt on both knees and said in panic: Guest, please spare me, please spare me, the young one is also coerced, and it is definitely not intended to harm you. The young one has old ones above and small ones below. If you have a lot of guests, let the young ones go.

Gu Fuying's hand was gravitational, and the tone was still plain: Who was instructing him? Say, or, die

The waiter was sweating coldly, his face was twisted, and his arm that was being held was spasming due to severe pain, but he still begged for mercy: The heroine, please spare her life, the young man said, it was... a dead end...

Gu Fuying: If you say it, you may die. If you don’t say it, you will die now

Oh, this little lady is not old and has a big temper. She always takes human life, but I like it!

This face is so sloppy, but she looks pretty good

Take it back for a good student to train, maybe it's more interesting than those daughters, huh? Look, the person sitting next to her looks like a top beauty.

A group of strong men with strong hoodies in front of the door rushed into the door, with one leader, and waved their hands: We only look for people at that table, and they have nothing to do with people. If you don’t want to die, hurry up and get out!

Gu Fuying slowly let go, her waiter with tears in her nose, crawling and crawling with the customer's shopkeeper, rushing to escape from the door, and ran away in a flash.

Qin Musheng saw the person clearly and squinted his eyes and said: Why are you again? The ghosts are still gone, and I have never seen you like this before. Why? Remember to beat me and I am beaten again?

The person in charge said sinisterly: Qin Shou! Last time I advised you with kind words, but you don’t appreciate it. Today I will ask you again if you follow us. I would like to advise you not to toast or not to eat and drink!

Qin...shou?

Gu Fuying turned her face away, her cheeks squirmed, Yun'er lowered her head, bit her red lips tightly, and did not stay straight and sat upright, so serious that she could not be more serious, but that expression was strange no matter how she looked...

Qin Musheng had no choice but to hold his forehead: If you want to laugh, just laugh...

Gu Fuying couldn't hold back the first one. She smiled and broke her skills. Yun'er covered her mouth, and her voice was like a silver bell. Mo Liuxing patted her friend's shoulder. She was clearly smiling the most, but she said: Brother Qin, I didn't laugh, I really didn't laugh...

Gu Fuying asked with a smile: You are the five-level swordsman in the world, the lover sword Qin Shou?

Qin Musheng said angrily: This young master is now called Qin Musheng!

Mo Liuxing suddenly thought of something and said: Speaking of which, my master seemed to mention Brother Qin back then, and he praised you very much.

Of course, Qin Musheng knew that Mo Liuxing passed the previous generation of the Sword Saint Li Qinglan, and immediately said happily: Do you think this is true? How did he comment on the sword technique?

Mo Liuxing: Ahem, it’s about Brother Qin’s ability to please women…

Master Qin just wants to find a piece of tofu and hit him to death

The leader looked at the four people on the table, completely ignoring the existence of their brothers, and shouted: Have you laughed enough? I want to see if you can still laugh! Brothers upstairs, all show up, get the two girls named Qin and the rest, and the one left is killed.

Three rows of men in black clothes emerged from the attic, each holding a weapon, with a steady breath and light steps. It is obvious that they are all practitioners.

Mo Liuxing, Yun'er, Gu Fuying's face was as usual, but Qin Musheng was shocked. There were many powerful people in the three rows of ambushers on the pavilion. Such a lineup was enough to wipe out a small gang, but now it was just to capture himself and go back?

Isn’t this group of people here to cheat money?

Qin Musheng whispered: Brother Mo, Miss Gu, you take Yun'er away first, and leave it to me to cut off the back. I am at the peak of the fifth realm, so it is no problem to hold a stick of incense.

Gu Fuying raised his eyes and was a little surprised. It was true that Qin Musheng was at the peak of the fifth realm. It was the truth that he could hold up a stick of incense, but he could never get out of it. It would be a death situation where he was exhausted!

I never thought that Master Qin, who is cynical on weekdays, seems to be quite a man when encountering something, and it is not as unbearable as Chun's mouth...

Miss Gu didn’t know that the so-called “magic” Shen Da is very unmanly, but refers to the bed…

Mo Liuxing laughed and said: Brother Qin, don’t panic, okay, Miss Gu, Yun'er, let’s explain it clearly today, how many have you hidden?

Gu Fuying raised her hand and gestured: That's all

Yun'er lifted her little hand to her lips, feeling not kind, and quietly raised it over her head, and said timidly: No more

Mo Liuxing raised his hand slightly higher than Gu Fuying and said seriously: Then start fighting?

Qin Musheng was confused

Everyone's eyes were blurred, Mo Liuxing and Gu Fuying suddenly lost their traces. Qin Musheng was about to draw his sword and jump up, but Yun'er pulled him back to the chair with one hand. He stared blankly at the little Qin Shi's servant who had been with him for many days. Qin Musheng was shocked. Is this the art girl on the street who couldn't even eat enough?

Yun'er said softly and softly: Young Master, sit down, don't move! The Qixian Yaoqin no longer knew when it was lying horizontally on Yun'er's knees. The girl in blue skirt, with her slender jade fingers, gently picking the strings, playing the first note, big sound, thin sound, elephant, invisible

With a clang, a pair of heavy giant axes fell on the floor of the pavilion without warning. The strong man holding the axe was confused, his eyes were bleeding from seven orifices, and his hands were desperately scraping out shocking scars on his face. Finally, he grabbed his neck with both hands and fell forward, falling from the second floor, his hands and feet twitched, and he stopped moving, and he could not die again.

The leader at the door witnessed this seemingly absurd scene, then woke up and shouted: Be careful, they are all practitioners! But his body quietly moved out of the door step by step. With his four-level eyes, he couldn't see how the young lady made the move, and could the person who could sit in the chair obediently on the chair to watch the show, an ordinary practitioner?

I thought it would be enough to target only one person, but now it seems that Qin Shou is the weakest among them?

I guess those adults are not very good at blaming themselves for their poor work, right?

The rhyme of the zither plays the piano, the lingering sound is lingering, the string is playing the bleak autumn, the finger tells the sad song of fallen leaves, the sound is sonorous, the moon is sorrowful, the piano is sorrowful, the wisps of the piano are relieved, life is in this world, who is not worried, but the dead are not worried

There are strong people in the attic who are unwilling to sit and wait for death. They are self-controlling. As soon as they move, a graceful figure circumcised from the shadows of their feet. They cut their palms into swords. They wiped their throats with a delicate qi, and ended their lives simply. Without waiting for others to react, the woman's figure dissipated out of thin air, like a ghost, like a dream, and the poor master who covered his throat tightly, his eyes were like copper bells, and he had four realms of cultivation, but he died in an unknown way without taking a single move. How could he keep his eyes closed?

For a moment, everyone was in danger. In chaos, the woman in a flower skirt was strolling in the garden, walking in it, her delicate hands casually outlined the lines of despair, and reaped fresh lives indifferently, just like a bug stepping on the roadside. I want to kill you, what does it have to do with you?

Several people screamed and jumped out of the window to escape. The people were still in the air, and they were shot through the vital points by the talisman arrows that came from nowhere. When they landed, they were already a corpse. Mo Liuxing put away his crossbow, flew all over his body, and made a big stride and he actually chiseled into the crowd like an arrow. He pushed his knees and knocked a villain and the person and the stick to fly. He pressed his left palm down and attacked a single knife. He used the iron hammer to pull it out with skill. The two heads on the left and right kowtowed together firmly, and the head was bleeding and collapsed to the ground. Mo Liuxing did not turn back and leaned back, and his elbow was pressed heavily on the ribs of a sneak attacker. The visitor's chest was a big piece of air, and he obviously couldn't survive. He jumped up and pressed a head casually. The immortal pressed it down and pressed it heavily, and inserted a head like the floor.

No matter how many practitioners in the attic make moves, they are broken by the man in blue clothes in front of them as if they are underestimated. Whenever the opponent takes action, they seem ordinary, but their killing power is surprisingly amazing. Not to mention the victory or defeat, they are just about life and death. The evildoers' scalp is numb. Where can the master of boxing come out?

Looking at how young and righteous you are, how cruel is the move than those evil masters who have been famous for many years?

A young man in green clothes swung his fist in front of him, a woman in a flower skirt chased her life and sought her soul, and a blue skirt and a piano servant underneath. The evildoers lamented in their hearts, how could the dozens of practitioners who were ambushing here be surrounded by three people?

If you can't win, you can't retreat, you can't surrender?

It also depends on whether these killing gods agree!

The vast number of dozens of people finally escaped, but only one hand

The leader in the front door quietly withdrew from the outside of the town, turned over the horse, looked back and looked into the distance, his eyes were full of haze, and he squeezed the horse's belly hard, and the horse neighed and left. The leader casually turned on his hood, with scars on his face...

Qin Musheng saw the three people on the table with chopsticks flying, their appetites were as normal, and they were speechless. The dishes were still the dishes, and the people were still the people, but there were dead people upstairs and downstairs!

Are you not a little taboo?

Do you can't smell this bloody smell or what?

Yun'er stretched out her little finger and poked Qin Musheng's arm: Young master, except for the last plate of sauce duck, you can eat the rest with confidence, and it is rare that you don't have to pay for this meal.

Qin Musheng had no choice but to hold his forehead, Miss, is this a problem of money?

Qin Musheng smiled carefully and said: Do you dare to ask the three heroes, respect their surnames and names?

Gu Fuying still had the cool and gentle tone of wind and clouds, and said squintly: Little woman Gu Fuying, believe it or not

Yun'er lowered her head and folded the corner of her clothes, and said shyly: "Young Master doesn't recognize me?" I am Yun'er...

Mo Liuxing held his fists and bowed his hands aloud: I was a disciple of Xiajian Pavilion, Mo Liuxing

Qin Musheng pulled the corner of his mouth: Actors! They are all actors!

Mo Liuxing: Brother Qin, who are these people? You are so unrestrained on weekdays, but you won’t provoke such a big fight, right?

Qin Musheng said angrily: How can I know what their origins are? I said to invite me to the Spring Chao Palace as a guest. The conscience of heaven and earth, I have never heard of that place.

The invisible pressure suddenly arose, the aura surged into the sky, the murderous intent filled the sky, and then slowly dissipated. Mo Liuxing restrained his breath and gritted his teeth and said: Chunchao Palace is really trying to teach the main hall, they are from the cult!

Qin Musheng said strangely: Do you really want to teach me? I have never heard of you. Brother Mo has an old age with them?

Mo Liuxing: The bloody hatred! I will come for them now

Qin Musheng frowned and said: There have been many masters in Jiange for nearly a hundred years, and they are at their peak. Your senior sister is the supreme swordsman in the world. A small cult, even if she eats the courage of the bear heart and leopard, she dares to be enemies with your Jiange?

Mo Liuxing: Brother Qin doesn’t know that these dozens of church members are just the tip of the iceberg of really wanting to teach

Gu Fuying, Yun'er, and Qin Musheng were shocked when they heard this, and they all had their own thoughts.

Gu Fuying said leisurely: Mr. Mo claimed that he had just come out of the world, but this method of murder is probably more familiar than many old people. The moves used by the young master just now include the fighting skills of the army, the fighting and grabbing of Wuheshan, the Guanchao Fist of the Jiangmen, the Qi Sweeping Legs of the Nan'anqing Family, the Hedao Palm of the Izumo Temple, and some of the young women who can't even see the way. Mr. Mo is a disciple of Jiange, and is not very skilled in Jiange.

Mo Liuxing smiled and said: Miss Gu has good eyesight, I admire her. The girl’s seventy-two styles of brushing her fingers and slits have been lost in the world for many years. Today I am fortunate to meet her. I will teach Mo to open my eyes.

They are all experts, and they smiled at each other, and they were silent.

Qin Musheng said depressedly: Are you all showing off?

Yun'er said timidly: Young Master, Yun'er is very well-behaved, just sitting here to play the piano to cheer up the piano for Sister Gu and Young Master Mo.

Do you think that's good-looking? Everyone immediately had the urge to vomit blood.

Gu Fuying hugged Yun'er's shoulders and said earnestly: Yun'er, remember it well, you must be kinder when you walk around the world, and you should not be too beastly!

Qin Musheng, whose real name is Qin Shou, wailed, "Who am I going to provoke whom I will provoke!"

After such a thing happened, the group of four people naturally couldn't continue to throw in the town, so they had to take a break and took out the carriage overnight to sleep in the town. They could have washed themselves comfortably and then slept beautifully, but now they can only continue to eat, drink, and stay in the wild. It doesn't matter if they don't stay. Gu Fuying and Yun'er two little ladies were forced to roll their eyes on Qin Musheng. Qin Musheng gave up his jar, spread his hands and sighed: "Blame me?"

Stay away from the dream, time passes, and peeks into the future

In the Spring Tide Palace, in the Hall of Delusions, the lights are brightly lit, the candle shadow shakes red, the mysterious leader sits on the throne of the black jade, and the surrounding yin energy is lingering. Within the eyes, he can only vaguely identify the figure.

The head of Shen really lives up to the name of Ten Zhes of Worlds. He devoted himself to the Holy Church as a slave, inserted his vagina and played with milk every day, swallowed semen and excused his body, took aphrodisiacs, tried all kinds of sexual punishment and training, and could still protect his mind from falling, and even the mark of true desire. Each time he started, he could only maintain the depravity of lust, which was in the wind and dust, and his heart was higher than the sky. He really taught me that I was both pity and admiration, and I was so sad that I was so sad that I was really unwilling to surrender? I was patient and I might use any excessive means. If I regret it, it would be too late. The leader of the Real Desire said in a deep voice.

Haha, the rats with their heads and tails also want to ask you aunt, I'll surrender? Are you worthy? Chun asked sternly, struggled to get up, and then the expressionless beautiful maid on both sides knelt down on her shoulders.

Hearing this, the leader laughed and summoned outside the hall: Since Master Chen doesn't appreciate it, take him up.

The sound of shackles erupted, a tall man in rags dragged the iron chain, covered in bruises, looked listless, and walked slowly into the hall.

Chenshenchun suddenly turned his head and said in a lost voice: Why...why are you?

Isn’t the visitor the eldest son of Qin, Qin Musheng? Or Qin Shou?

Qin Musheng met Chenshenchun again after a long separation. His eyes were facing each other and his heart was cut like a knife. Chenshenchun saw that his lover was covered with scars and his wrists and ankles were scarred. He was afraid that his hands, feet, muscles and bones had been broken. There were purple bone-transparent nails buried all over his body. The true energy was stagnant and it was like a useless person. There was a wet dark purple cloth stuffed into his mouth. It was vaguely the trousers he wore when he was gang raped and played with by the teacher last night?

Qin Musheng saw that his beautiful confidante was wearing a translucent long skirt. She couldn't stand the foul slight filth, but she was kneeling on her knees, her skirt was wet. Obviously, some kind of instrument was forcibly inserted into her vagina, such as the immortal stick?

Chenshenchun said angrily: Animals, you group of animals killed by heaven!

The leader snapped his fingers, the guard pulled out the sharp blade, raised his hand and fell, Qin Musheng's left arm was broken with his shoulders, and blood was like a pillar. Qin's eldest son was pale, cold sweat oozed through his forehead, and he bit the cloth tightly, and said no.

Chenshenchun cried out sadly: No!

The leader smiled and said: Don't panic, he still has one arm, two legs, and a body of flesh. He will hurt the spring. Even if you resist stubbornly, I will cut it slowly.

Chenshenchun's face was ashes. He looked at his lover reluctantly, lowered his head, and said softly: Chenshenchun is willing... willing... surrender... begging him to let him go... please... let him go...

Leader: Is Chen Da regretting the beginning? It doesn’t matter, I am not that chick. I’m not the one who is so cute. I’ll take Chen Shanchun down to train him. Why are you still stunned? I’ll bandage Mr. Qin quickly.

Chenshenchun was dragged by a beautiful maid and crawled out of the side door with her collar. She looked back at her pretty face, but she saw that the tears were deep.

The leader did not make any trouble, so he took out a crystal clear bead as big as a walnut, played with it carefully, and murmured: He did not hesitate to lose his life, but he really refined this Dream Breaking Bead. Mengsu, how much do you hate me?

Qin Musheng couldn't speak, and he was furious and stared at his enemies in front of him. His red eyes seemed to be bleeding.

The leader ignored it and said: You were a very intelligent woman in the past. I really never thought that you, Qu Mengsu, a saint in the Hansu Palace, would actually accept a man as a closed disciple, and even let you hide it for many years. But what? People's calculations are not as good as God's calculations. You are determined to be empty in the end? Just like me, you have done everything, but you haven't calculated the power of Li Qinglan's sword before he died, and even the energy of heaven and earth can be cut off together? You have to recognize this life!

The leader said to Qin Musheng with great interest: Women who have practiced the Heart Sutra of Desire Women all have lustful patterns on their bodies. When spring emotions are erect, they appear on their jade buttocks and lower abdomen. Lustful patterns are respected by the flower shape, and only by practicing to the top level can they be eliminated. Since your master has been broken many times by me, I believe that he cannot practice that state. Do you know what kind of flower is your master's lustful patterns?

Qin Musheng turned his head and turned a deaf ear

The leader said sadly: I thought she accepted you as her disciple because she was afraid that she would have nowhere to vent when her desire burst out. Now it seems that I underestimated Meng Su. Her lustful pattern is a calamus. With her peerless face and exquisite waist, her beauty is not inferior to any of the eight beauties in the world today.

The leader immediately smiled playfully: Guess, if Chen Shanchun practiced the Heart Sutra of Desire, what kind of flower would the lustful lines on the buttocks?

Qin Musheng's eyes were cleaved, his throat was panting and resentful, and he gritted his teeth, but he could only chew a few drops of vaginal fluid from the trouser he had worn in his mouth.

Since the eight beauties in the six realms of Haoran have risen in the world, there have been two topics of talk in the tavern, one is the needle of life and death. Mrs. Ning's butt, and the other is the breasts of the ten feet of the world of the world. Men gather together to make jokes. They brag about how many ladies have slept in the past, and they can't see and touch them on weekdays, so they are not allowed to talk too much?

Awesome level?

Can you still block the mouths of Youyou?

Don’t blame others for coveting such a lustful figure!

In life, you have to have some thoughts, right?

Besides, these two mature women, one is round and perky as peaches, and the other is full of mountains and hills. Even though they are separated by layers of fabric, it is a great scenery from a distance. Imagine their graceful and charming appearance, which is a great joy.

The sky has eyes. The cold-hearted lady Ning, along with her two delicate baby daughters, was actually a fall in the spring tide palace. The mother and daughter took off their clothes in full view, and they raised their jade buttocks and let others gang-rap them. The three assholes were inserted red and swollen. I don’t know how much they suffered. Some people even had sex after several rounds of face ejaculation, forced the beauties with white sperm on their faces, faced the photo stone, and recited the erotic words such as the mother and daughter of the Ning family, the anus flowers and the jade liquid that could not be filled with nectar.

Mrs. Ning with big ass has become a sex slave. Will Chun be far away from her big breasts?

This is the case with the hearts of the world of the world. I only care about how much advantage I have taken. Who cares about that big reason? So what about the cult? It can make those fairies who are above the top put down their bodies and get fucked obediently. This is the benefit, this is the merit, and it is much more reliable than those famous and upright sects who stand and speak without a back pain.

The righteous path in the world has accumulated over a century of corruption, and people's hearts are floating. I really want to teach you to break the moral character of all sects of the right path. It seems accidental, isn't it the last straw that overwhelms the camel?

This day is highly anticipated by the great world, Huashoulou master, six realms practitioner, ten feet of red dust, sad spring, openly devoted himself to humiliation!

Chenshenchun was wearing a purple robe, with a gloomy expression. She quietly took out the warm purple jade hairpin from her undulating chest, looked at it and looked, as if she could never see enough. She bit the corner of her lip, tremblingly put the hairpin into the jewelry box, turned around and crossed the threshold, she knew that this time, she would be hard to turn back, and at this moment, the woman in the sad spring, she shed tears of autumn

Goodbye, please forget me... Forgot this... I am about to become a sex slave...

Twelve drums roared like spring thunder, and the crowds of people suddenly became silent. The old spoiled and the little perverts tacitly put aside their verbals, raised their toes, stretched their necks, and looked forward to it, staring at the door of the lewd girl hall that ruined countless innocence. Everyone speculated in their hearts, what shameless clothes would the beautiful and handsome boss of Huashoulou open the door to welcome guests?

The dark purple just pressed down Qiu Se so directly, and the domineering extreme took away all eyes. In the world, everything was silent, and there was only purple charm and charming, and she could not tolerate any color. She was independent and beautiful, and she was full of beauty. She never cared about the eyes of the world, and criticized the public because she was so sad, the sad spring that had made men in the world ask for but could not get.

Beauty is true beauty, and color is also true color. Only this light lace, paired with this beauty, can all be used to expose the beauty of the world. In the eyes of men, beauty and color are never different from each other.

The beauty tied her hair, her hair ends were raised back to her heart bun, her twin purple gold hairpins hung on one end, rippling with the wind, her phoenix eyes were lightly raised, her eyes were flowing, her eyes were inadvertently showing her mature woman's style, scratching the man's heart, and her red lips were slightly raised, as if she was contemptuous of the world, and also as if she was self-deprecating this unrestrained dress, her narrow velvet fishtail long skirt was exposed, and her delicate figure was outlined to the fullest, her chestHer mouth lived up to expectations without any cover. Her two heavy plump snow breasts stood clearly in the sight of everyone, undulating and shaking elastically, and the waves were surging, showing their majestic power. The two bright red Pei Lei stood proudly on the dome, and they were so beautiful that they were a pair of fat white rabbits. The size was slightly better than the rumors. The scholars were shocked to realize, could the beautiful Shen intentionally tie their chests when they went out on weekdays?

But such a fatal talent is not something that can be confined by a mere strip. Some scattered immortals and wild cultivators have made a decision in their hearts, and they are not a loss to join the sect just for this pair of breasts in the world!

Zixia's long skirt suddenly closed, but when it reached its hips, it suddenly became clear. It winded down along its jade legs, crossed its instep, and bloomed with fishtail skirt saw. Several bright red peony decorations were dotted on the fabric from the lower abdomen to the skirt. Sometimes it was budding, sometimes it was fighting for beauty, unpredictable, and it was elegant and luxurious. Such embroidery must be a magical work.

The young woman in purple had no intention of covering her chest and shyness. She gently took steps down the stairs from the top of the stairs. When she passed by everyone, the church members saw the beauty's back and was shocked again, and then smiled ambiguously.

Behind the fishtail long skirt, velvet cloth is used from the waist to the ankles. I don’t know what magical powers I use, but it is completely transparent!

The round and plump buttocks are all visible, and the thong style is even more unique. The lace is not tied to the waist, but it is tied in a shape under the platy. The widest part of the anus garment spans the buttocks. Another thin belt leads out from the middle and penetrates into the lower half of the slit and wraps around the private parts. It looks like a whispering rouge beauty. She has no choice but to wear the small-sized thong. From behind, it looks a bit more lewd than the open crotch cut of Sister Shangguan.

While walking, there seemed to be a foreign object at the base of the thigh, suggesting a calm and peaceful beauty on the surface, but the years are not necessarily peaceful under the crotch.

There are six temporary platforms on both sides of the 100-step staircase, and there are silk screens painted with beautiful pictures to cover them. It is impossible to see the inner world.

The painted beauties on the six screens are different, lifelike, and the eyes of the sankong spring shrink. How could she not recognize them? The person painted in these six beauties is her six courtesan disciples, could it be...?

There is nothing in the Spring Tide Palace!

The first screen was removed, and the Qin Kui Su Qian was in a messy dress. She sat upright in the arms of a despicable man, playing the piano with her bare hands. However, the sound of silk and bamboo that was regarded as the sound of nature by students on weekdays, was as disordered as a mess, and it was unbearable to hear.

The man in the seat looked leisurely, and his hands reached into the beauties' clothes in his arms, and he smiled and said: Su Qian, don't you claim to play against a vulgar person like me, like playing the piano against a cow? Hehe, I have been ridiculed by those scholars for many days. Today, I will treat you as a cow, plow your fat field, and see what flowers can be planted!

Looking at the eyes of Qinkui's disciple asking for help, Chen Shanchun shook his head in despair and said softly: Qian'er, let's get it...

The wet thong under the skirt was torn by the man's hand and threw it at his feet. Su Qian moaned and had orgasms.

Su Qian: Mr. Liu, please be more pity, be gentle...a, ah, ah, Qian'er is willing to play the piano and play that song for you while being fucked...a bitch...

Chenshenchun didn't say much, walked down, and the second screen was removed. Li Jing, the chess leader, knelt on the side of the chess board, twisted the pieces and took a long test, and his lower body trembled slightly. After a long time, a white piece slowly fell down. The scholar opposite, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and smiled: Miss Li's behavior is very wonderful, comparable to a national player, hey, I just miss it.

The scholar rolled up his sleeves and took out two black pieces from the chess box at once, put them on the chessboard, and handed the five white pieces eaten by the black pieces to Li Jing and said: Miss Li, please

Chen Shanchun frowned. She recognized this scholar. She fell in love with Jing'er at first sight, but her chess skills were mediocre. Although she had been struggling for several times, she still couldn't win the favor of the beautiful woman.

If it is an ordinary game, even if you give up the seventh son, the scholar may not have a chance of winning. But now that the opponent has two sons at a time, how can he play this chess!

Li Jing took the chess piece, leaned over, lifted up the hem of the skirt, took off her trousers, stuffed the white pieces into her asshole one by one, and when it was stuffed to the third one, it could not be filled in any case. The arrogant and genius woman was about to cry at this moment

Chenshen Chun sighed: Jing'er, please give in...

After hearing this, Li Jing finally leaned over and raised her buttocks and cried: Li Jing lost, and according to the bet, let the young master fuck...

Continue down, the third screen was removed, Shukui Jianxi, twisted the hem of the short skirt with both hands, spread her thighs quite indecently, squatting on a pair of rice paper, her trousers were already thrown aside, and the pussy with her lower body was completely exposed, she was embarrassed to have a slender wolf hair clipped in a pussy. The well-behaved girl, who is famous for her calligraphy, frowned, and moved the three-inch golden lotus carefully. With the pen tip under her crotch, she wrote regular script

The children of a family sneered: Little lady, if you can't write well, don't blame me for being ruthless. These are all good rice paper. They are always valuable, but they can't stand your squandering!

Jian Xi gritted her teeth and focused on writing, but ignored it. Seeing that it was still a short sentence, the work was completed. The children of aristocratic families whirled to the four realms of the family's worship, and the offerings understood it. They quietly bounced their fingers, and a wisp of true energy knocked down the wolf's hair. The girl Jian Xi failed and tears were circling in her eyes. She knew that the rogue young master was doing bad things, but where did the evidence come from?

Let’s take a step back, what can we do even with empirical evidence?

Jian Xi turned around and stared at her mentor in a breast-exposed outfit. She sighed gently and walked shyly towards the aristocratic family who was leaning on the bench. She crossed her legs around the man's waist and wrapped her jade arms around the back of her neck. The girl Jian Xi looked sad and was fucked silently.

Going further down, the fourth screen was removed, and the painting master Pei Xing was naked, and he was pitifully squeezing his jade breasts from both sides of his chest with his hands to clamp the brush, depicting the painting green

The soft breasts are extremely sensitive, and painting is the most important thing to do. If Pei Xing held a brush in his hand, he would have to pick it up at will. However, now he is forced to use the two soft pieces of flesh on his chest to paint, which is hard to say. After all, ordinary people have never thought of practicing this skill!

A middle-aged artist, who was clenched his nostrils and said impatiently: Pei Bitch, I just want you to draw a picture of the erotic palace. Why haven’t you drawn it yet? What? I think my bid is low and I’m not happy? Okay, I will add two cents to you! You are worth this price, and you can’t be any higher!

Pei Xing, who is hard to find a painting for a thousand gold medals on weekdays, is now a painting business that has always despised in his heart for two cents. He bit the corner of his lips, glanced at the bronze mirror beside him, and continued to bend down to paint.

Why does Xing'er paint while looking in the mirror?

When Chenshen Chun calmed down, he saw that sadness came from it. His favorite student who was skilled in painting was actually drawing her own erotic palace picture!

No wonder she had to use a breast-feeding pen to paint, because she was painting the picture of "Pei Prostitute's Breasts"!

The artist got up, walked behind Pei Xing with a smile, lifted up his long skirt, tore off his trousers, and then straightened his penis and pushed it into his pussy, and said with a smile: It's okay, you draw yours, I fuck me!

The pen is dyed with the Spring Palace, and the Spring Palace is alive behind him. Pei is lucky, but he is the Spring Palace in the Spring Chao Palace!

The sad spring cannot bear to look at each other, and walked down. The fifth screen was removed. Dancing Kui Liu Meng, his eyes were covered with fluttering clothes, and his clothes were covered with graceful dance postures. It was pleasing to the eyes and had endless aftertaste. The church members around him looked straight, because this dancer who was intoxicated and always treated guests without saying goodbye to his guests, now the dress fell one by one, but he danced the dance that was ashamed to show others.

The only son of the prefect of Taichang City, Wang, was sitting lazily on the side, with his fingers standing in front of his mouth, and his smile made a playful gesture of silence, indicating that Chenshen Chun could not make a sound

Prince Wang: Tsk, Liu Meng, you danced this dance very well. Did Chenshenchun teach you that slutty woman?

Liu Meng: Master... The master has never taught Meng'er these...

Prince Wang: Oh? Take this seriously? In this way, this shameless lewd dance was achieved by yourself. Speaking of which, the evil dogs in my family are the most difficult to discipline when they are in heat, but after hearing your close-fitting clothes that day, they actually shook their tails. Hehe, it seems that they all love sluts...

Liu Meng's face changed and she hurriedly said: Meng'er remembered wrongly. This lewd dance was indeed taught by the big bitch of Chenshenchun. She also forced Meng'er to seduce those people in the martial arts world to use for Huashoulou. Meng'er is definitely not that shameless slut. Perhaps the clothes were accidentally stained with the smell of Chenshenchun... What was sexy was Chenshenchun...

Prince Wang smiled and said: It's so good. Liu Meng, she has taken off all her clothes anyway. It's not bad. Take off her blindfold as well.

Liu Meng took off her blindfold and saw her mentor's back as she was leaving. She was speechless. The prince greeted his subordinates and moved forward and began to gang-rap the poor dancer...Miss Liu Meng, screaming in a coquettish manner.

Near the end of the stairs, the sixth screen was removed, the poet Huazi, the hem of the strapless skirt was pulled off, the trousers were lying on the table, and they were raped by the scammer in the slightest gangster. The girl's jade legs were raised high on the shoulders of the master Wen's pussy, and the pussy was constantly hit. The man named Song's mouth was stuffed into a huge root, and his pretty face was tilted down with a stick, and he hummed repeatedly

Chenshenchun recognized the two masters who were over fifty years old. They were the ones who were over 50 years old who were not convinced by Cuo'er's reputation half a year ago. They returned from a bad battle with Cuo'er and then became a laughing stock in the literary world. Seeing the two old beasts with a human face and beast heart raped their favorite disciples in person, Chenshenchun's heart was like a knife cut. You must know that before you left that day, Cuo'er was still a virgin, and you couldn't help but shout angrily: You two old things are useless as teachers. Cuo'er is only fourteen years old, and you can't help but ruin a little girl?

Master Song pressed the girl's head and smiled and said: "I have such a figure in the 14th year of the year. What else can I do if I don't get fucked?" Bah, why do you say that seven steps will make a poem? I have ejaculated in her mouth seven times, but haven't written the poem?"

Master Wen gasped and said: Song... Well, it's so good. Brother Song said so well. Little girl, I'll show the momentum you used to laugh at us. If you don't say anything, uncle's essence will not be able to hold back. Your little butt is filled with me. Then don't blame me for ejaculation in your uterus. Well, um, this little pussy is so clamped... I can't help it! Have a baby for me!

Before the girl could write a poem, two white turbid rays, one in front and one behind, poured into the throat and the flower core respectively, and a drop of bright red fell into the mortal world. The poet's flower was wrong, his delicate body trembled, and he became a slave.

Chenshenchun's eyes were sad, slowly walked down the ladder, climbed the high platform of the square, and was completely relaxed for the coercion of the leader, Shen Dazhu, the head of Huashoulou, saw the six Huagu disciples who were carefully taught by his disciples, were humiliated one after another because of his mistakes. He felt guilty. The heart of the world was shaking, the heart was covered in ink, and the sea of ​​consciousness was confused.

Ten feet of the world of the world of the world of the heart, the heart dissipated, and murmured to myself: Qian'er, Jing'er, Xi'er, Xing'er, Meng'er, Chou'er, I'm sorry for you... What the teacher can do for you is to accompany you to become sex slaves, accompany you... lust... fall...

The sunny beauty has fallen...

Yuan Henzhi jumped onto the high platform, clasped his fists and said with a smile: Master Chen, how can you be safe?

Chenshenchun sneered: Yuan Henzhi, you were desperate back then, who took you in? Even if you raise a dog, you will know how to repay your kindness!

Yuan Henzhi: I dare to ask if Chen Dazhuo will be enemies with my two nieces for the sake of being a mere selves? No, right? In this world, only the real desire to teach can fulfill my long-cherished wish. The boss, your great kindness, Yuan will repay you again in the next life.

Chenshenchun: What do you want to do to Huashoulou?

Yuan Henzhi: From then on, Huashoulou has been a real kiln. Anyone who pays enough money can fuck the bitch in the building, including your six beloved disciples

Chenshenchun felt sad, and he no longer refuted anything like accepting his fate

Yuan Henzhi sighed slightly: Master, take it off, they are all looking forward to it.

who are they?

It is the evil devil who does everything evil, the well-dressed gentleman, the idle man in the market, the pawn peddler, the man who covets her body, the woman who is jealous of her appearance, the world, the world of great power

Chen Shanchun stared at this world, staring at the pair of hot eyes below the stage, looking at the world, slowly pulling the string behind the back, wearing a purple robe, falling down for no reason, revealing the beautiful body that can make anyone amazed. The needles around him can be heard, and people seem to have forgotten their breathing. The delicate body is inverted and the world is charming. It is probably just that. All men have an evil thought in their hearts, invading her, invading her, and invading her, and invading her endlessly. This woman should have been born to be gang-raped and violated on the bed. The desire of beasts, the pure desire of beasts, without a trace of rational desire, is the original instinct of men to ravage beautiful women, and the crazy cry of their nature being oppressed by ethics for thousands of years. Do you need a reason?

No need, it is natural to humiliate a sex slave

Chenshenchun pulled down the last pair of wet trousers along her slender thighs, took them off to her ankles, took them off cleanly, lowered her eyebrows and put her jade hands on her waist, and curled her body to give her a blessing. She said with a voice: The fifth-grade animal slave of the Holy Teaching Shenshenchun, I have seen all the masters, and then took out the immortal stick covered with semen in her vagina, put it to her mouth, and licked it shyly

Gang rape her! I don’t know who shouted the first sentence, and instantly, the emotions surged, dirty words came one after another

Chen Shanchun looked at the fanatical church members in the audience and for no reason he thought of the handsome face that made him love and hate. He laughed at himself and whispered: Fortunately, I didn't marry you, otherwise your cuckold would be overwhelmed...

Yuan Henzhi pressed down his palms, and the crowd was clamoring, but the one in his crotch could not be suppressed. Yuan Henzhi snapped his fingers with satisfaction, and a row of wooden shackles were moved to the stage by several strong men, and displayed in front of everyone. The wooden shackles were divided into seven grids, obviously not prepared alone for Shenshenchun.

Chen Shanchun saw through the intention of the cult at first glance and frowned: Yuan Henzhi, the girls respected you very much since childhood. If you regard you as your father, do you have no slight compassion?

Yuan Henzhi: When they become sex slaves, they may even thank this guardian

Chenshenchun, don't turn his face, don't say anything more than a single sentence, and for a man who ordered his two nieces to be trained into sex slaves, Chenshenchun doesn't think there is any reason to say

Qin Kui Su Qian, chess Kui Li Jing, Shu Kui Jian Xi, Painting Kui Pei Xing, Dancing Kui Liu Meng, Poetry Kui Hua Chou, Six top courtesans in the past, once, dared to knock the king out, dared to teach the powerful and not to climb the tower, dared to say that the general was unkind and righteous, dared to laugh at the master's knowledge, but at this moment, they did not dare to disobey the few beautiful maids holding their collars, and did not care about their pussy that was still dripping with semen. They shook their little butts and flipped their breasts, and obediently climbed to the stage. Under Yuan Henzhi's instructions, they were extremely reluctant but helpless and bowed to their mentors.Lying in the half-moon lattice of the wooden shackle, the upper wooden gate fell, and coincidentally formed a round moon shape with the wooden shackle below, tightly locking the waist. The wooden shackle is less than half of the body, and the waist is locked behind the wooden shackle. The knees are wrapped in cold shackles and pulled apart to both sides, forcing the women to raise their buttocks, bent their legs and spread outwards, and their posture is extremely obscene and indecent. The upper body is separated by the wooden shackles in front of them. The hands are crossed over the top of their heads and put together, and their wrists are clamped and hung up. Seven pairs of fair breasts are crawling helplessly in the autumn wind, preparing to become a sad toy in the hands or mouth of men.

The top and base of the wooden shackle are embedded in the photo stone, and the image is projected onto the curtain behind the high platform. The cult is meticulous and thoughtful to humiliate these women.

Wang Wu is not a big man, nor is he a man in the world. He is just a beggar, an ordinary beggar. He lives a scattered life every day. He sets a broken bowl on the roadside during the day, keeps kowtowing to the well-dressed passers-by, begging for some rewards. At night, he quietly touches the dark alley at the back door of Huashoulou. He takes some food that can still be eaten from the leftovers discarded in the kitchen. When he encounters a tight hand, he can only take out the money bag in the crowd against his conscience. Sometimes he is beaten half dead. He lays on for a few days and has to go out to work hard. His territory is near Huashoulou. He gives more rewards and pays a lot of tributes. The beggar leader will not charge him less rent because he is thin. He is not originally a person from Taichang City.The plague in his hometown and the family died clean. Only he escaped by luck. He used to learn farm work, but he had no skills to stay with him. In the end, he could only do this disgraceful business. He just lived in a daze. Only when he watched the beautiful sisters of Huashoulou pass by slowly, could the spirit that this age should have appeared in his eyes. At night, the thin quilt was covered, Wang Wu could only comfort the anxious cock with his hands, imagined the courtesan women in Huashoulou, and loved each other carefully. Sometimes it was the cold Su Qian, sometimes it was the charming Liu Meng, sometimes it was the cute Huashoulou, but more often it was the boss of Huashoulou... He dreamed that Chenshenchun would be carried to bed!

One day, a carriage came and sent a letter to Wang Wuyi, and there was a bag of silver. He couldn't recognize the words, so he had to spend a penny to ask Lao Tongsheng not far away to read the letter. It turned out that the chief manager of Huashoulou invited him to a place called Chunchao Palace to handle the work. The request was strange. He was not allowed to wash along the way. The leader of the beggar even said that he had a great fortune. It should be noted that General Manager Yuan was a person who did not even dare to commit crimes. Wang Wu packed his bags and followed the carriage. There were several people accompanying him, all of whom were beggars who were familiar with nearby, with disheveled faces and smelly smell!

A few days later, several carriages finally arrived at Chunchao Palace. Looking at the grand facade from afar, Wang Wu looked at the hole in his robe, sniffed his armpit, and felt ashamed.

They were taken all the way into the palace and saw the rumored general Yuan, who was worthy of being a big man, and had a very good cultivation. Not only did they not dislike them being ragged, but they were treated with good wine and meat, but they were still not allowed to wash. What if they care, the sky is big and the earth is the biggest belly.

On that day, Wang Wugang was lying on the bed for a nap, but was woken up by a strong man and brought it to a square. Several other beggars were also brought there one after another. He was a little dissatisfied, but soon felt relieved and was entrusted to others. This little bit of anger was not considered a drizzle or grievance than before.

They were several people on the group, climbing up the platform, and were stunned...

The unreasonable sisters on the stage who were locked in the wooden shackles are the six courtesans and Chen Dajia in Huashoulou?

Moreover, they were all stripped of their clothes?

What is this situation?

Wang Wu suddenly felt that he was not good enough

General Yuan laughed loudly at the audience: You may not know anything. The leader of Huashoulou, who is always obsessed with cleanliness, has been taught by words and deeds, and the six disciples she taught were extremely particular about Su Jing and hate filthies the most. Today, they have become sexual slaves of my holy teachings and have been punished by my holy teachings, and this guardian has to spend some time to avoid being criticized. He said that I, Yuan Hen, was favored by my original owner and was very forgiving.

General Yuan Da waved: Brother Wang Wu, come here. The first thing this guardian wants you to do is to gang rape these beautiful women like flowers. Don’t worry, they are now just sex slaves of our sect, and their status is not as high as you.

The six courtesan women struggled desperately, twisting their seductive bodies, and begging for mercy to General Yuan in a low voice. Su Qian and Pei Xing even spoke in an abnormal manner, asking General Yuan to politely and not let the beggar get along with him. They grew up in Huashou Tower and met many nobles and poor families, but they had never dealt with the filthy beggar. The beggar could not even enter the gate, and they were still thinking about climbing the tower.

Chen Shanchun didn't say a word, watched coldly, but her ups and downs were betrayed her mood at the moment. The cult teachers had fun with her, so she couldn't avoid washing up. How could she expect that Yuan Henzhi would find a group of dirty beggars to gang rape her and several disciples?

The beggars were stunned for a while and finally understood what good things they had encountered. A distorted smile gradually appeared on their oily faces, and their blank expressions slowly turned into violence. Wang Wu felt a heat in his heart, and his blood rushed towards the base of his thighs. He took a step forward, thinking day and night, and the Shen Da Beauty rushed forward. At this moment, he just felt that he could do anything!

Yuan Henzhi laughed secretly. The medicine they put in their meals was quite strong, it was okay. He was young and energetic. Even if his body was weaker, he could withstand it.

Wang Wuyi pulled off his belt and lifted up the hideous penis that was thicker than usual. He was too lazy to clean up the urine dirt on the mushrooms. He couldn't wait to push into the beautiful woman's vagina in his dream. He was a virgin, but he had more or less read the erotic storytelling and erotic pictures circulating in the market. He also previewed the erotic sex with the woman under his crotch countless times on the bed. It was natural and he moved forward in the crotch. The first time of a virgin beggar, he never encountered the embarrassing scene of thrusting and ecstasy, but instead he had to fuck a bit of a bloody battle on the battlefield.

Chen Shanchun didn't have to look back and knew that he was being thrusted and humiliated by the dirty beggar who he hated the most in his life. The stench on the man's body made him almost vomit. It was hard to imagine how many days the penis that was thrusting in his vagina had not been washed, and so on... no!

don't want!

Don't do this!

That damn beggar...how could he do such a thing? He actually peed out in his pussy!

Spring water mixed with warm and yellow urine, flowing rustling, and the defiled and painful spring is as if it has encountered the most terrifying thing in the world, with both eyes lost and tears in tears

But what can she do if her limbs are bound by torture instruments?

Only to continue suffering...

Another beggar who knew the goods, grabbed Chen Shanchun's pair of big breasts that were the best in the world, rubbed repeatedly, and clamped the penis. The satisfied look seemed to enjoy the most delicious food in the world.

Even when facing the experienced teacher, Chen Shanchun had never been as desperate as this moment. The odor that was soaked in her skin and the dirtyness that was revealed in her bones made her almost collapse. Who would have thought that the beautiful Shen, who was not good at eating soft and hard, would surrender under the crotch of two ordinary beggars?

The wailing sounds were everywhere, and six courtesans who once claimed to be noble came to the most miserable scene in their lives.

The giant roots that can rub out mud, filled with disgusting stench, inserted into their mouths without any mercy, in their holes and assholes, beggars teasing each other without any limit, as if they were gang raped only a group of lowly sows, rather than the noble woman who was so poor that she could not meet a thousand golds on the former flower-skinned building. With a bang, Wang Wu left an extremely clear palm print on the broken buttocks of Chun's sores. The beauty under her crotch was in pain, and she couldn't help but moaned, falling into Wang Wu's ears, like another dose of aphrodisiac, rising up and thrusting in love.

Seeing this, the other beggars followed suit. For a moment, the backyard was shaking, and they started to scream. The orioles sang and spoke, and they could not stop.

The church members in the audience sneered and pointed, but never thought that these beggars who had never seen the world would learn to play with women without a teacher.

Su Qian cried: Don't...Don't let these beggars rape me anymore. The chief manager, Qian'er surrendered. Qian'er is willing to become a sex slave.

Li Jing bit her lip: Don’t touch me! You disgusting guys, don’t... don’t! There… that hole won’t work!

Jian Xi closed her eyes: Those who bully me Jian Xi today will definitely be rewarded in the future. Ah, ah, why... Why will you have an orgasm if you are fucked by a beggar?

Pei Xing trembled: Manager Yuan, please spare Xing'er. Xing'er's pussy was so uncomfortable being played with by them. Ah, ah, no, don't pass your fingers into it, it will...it will break down!

Liu Meng lowered her eyebrows: These beggars... are so smelly..., ah, ah, ah, oh, what is the difference between their impatient and the dogs in the Wang family?

Huacuo cry: The boss, wuwu, will we be punished by men every day in the future? Ah, be gentle, be gentle, be gentle, just got deflowered today

Wang Wu sprinted on a sprint, and the base of his penis hit Shenshenchun's thighs, splashing water. Every time he hit, the trembling buttocks always made him feel indescribable. Shenshenchun was fucked by the beggar. The nightmare was flushed and fragrant and sweaty. The white buttocks were dotted with crystal sweat beads. A breast was played on the palm of his chest by the man in front of him, twisting out various lewd shapes, soothing the burning cock with blue veins. Inadvertently, he opened his sandalwood mouth, spit out his fragrant tongue, licked the urethra protruding upwards in his cleavage, his eyes were dull, and he was confused, letting desire dominate his body, serving the sloppy beggar who was most resistant in his heart. She vaguely felt that her body had begun to fall into lewdness...

The tight flesh wall in Shenshenchun's vagina contracted, fitting Wang Wu's virgin cock without any gaps, like the obsessed lover, reluctant to part with him. Wang Wu's limbs and bones were all comfortable, and his huge roots were easy to understand. Especially the flesh ditch had been rubbed into the wrinkles in the hole, which was even more fascinating. The taste was indifferent to the words, and the taste was indifferent. Oh, this is a woman. No wonder there was a beauty who taught the king to abandon the mountains and rivers.

Wang Wu thrust his waist, and the silver spear broke into the uterus. With a muffled groan, the sticky semen erupted violently and poured into the uterus. The penis clamped by the sore breasts of Chun was launched tacitly at the same time. The white and turbid face shot on the seductive face of Chun's eeely and ejaculated. The semen gushed out from the vagina and dripped from the lower jaw. Ten feet of Hongchen. Hongchen's heart shattered!

The sound of lewd waves sounded one after another, and the six courtesan disciples were raped and ejaculated by beggars one after another. Each of them was better than the flower-like women, one by one, one by one, and one by one, and one by one, fell from the altar, fell into mud and dust, and became the lowly slaves with a pair of lotus arms, and there were only a group of inconspicuous beggars in the middle...

Just as he cummed in his dream lover's pussy, Wang Wu still felt unsatisfied. He gently opened the Shen Damei's anus and frowned and said: Why not insert one here?

Chen Shanchun looked at the church members who were eager to try in the audience. After a long time, he suddenly felt a cold in the anus and a foreign object penetrated into the intestines.

Is it going to start again...

Su Qian burns the strings of the piano and is difficult to continue, Li Jing loses his son and Hou Tingfang

Jianxi's pen breaks the fragrance under the hole, Pei Xing paints the spring palace by himself

Liu Meng dances in thin clothes, and flowers fall in red and cannot be a poem

The beautiful woman in the boudoir smiled, but once she was a slave, her beauty was sad