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Chapter 143

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With extremely excited mood in his heart, Old Dao Jiang changed into a green Taoist robe after taking a shower. He looked a little bit like a human being, so he walked towards the Weihua Palace above the underground palace, and even fantasized about having a joy to the unparalleled sect leader.

Fu Wānjun, who had a deep cultivation level, began to pay attention to him since Mr. Jiang came out of the bath room. The night was quiet, and the sound of footsteps seemed to be walking in her heart.

She has always claimed to be as calm as a mountain, and she can't help but feel turbulent.

After a long time, Old Dao Jiang had already walked behind her and said: The sect leader is troublesome, I don’t know what kind of pride is going to ask me to come.

He was very respectful in his words, but his eyes were like torches in the dark night, emitting dazzling light, and he was always on Fu Wang's extremely fat buttocks.

As the lord of the Six Desire Palace, he didn't know how many chivalrous beauties he had trained to play, but what attracted him the most was Fu Wānjun's beautiful buttocks, which was simply the only perfection in the world.

Fu Wānjun was originally a straightforward and decisive person, and he also had the same temperament. He asked: When he was fighting against the Demon Cult Ye Qianxiao, what you said, the three sisters of Fu were about to fall into your hands. Do you know the whereabouts of my elder sister?

When Old Dao Jiang heard this, his expression immediately became distorted and his thoughts returned to sixteen or seventeen years ago.

In the battle against the Barbarian Army, he, as an insider, leaked the news to the head coach of the Barbarian Army with the King of Anyang.

Later, the head coach of Manjiang set up a net of heaven and earth. Unexpectedly, the three sisters of Fu suddenly came out, and the eldest sister Fu Junxian even held back the twelve ancestor beasts of Manjiang alone.

When he repelled from behind, five of them had been killed by Fu Junqiong. Fu Junqiong, who was also seriously injured, went to the Divine Doctor Valley.

I learned the reason for her disappearance in a conversation with the valley master later.

It turns out that although Fu Junxiu killed the Five Ancestor Beasts, his Ancestor Beasts have existed since ancient times, and are formed by resentful souls and resentment. Although they are dead, their souls and resentment have been entangled in the consciousness space condensed by Fu Wānjun's almost perfect immortal magic, and have been trying to destroy this karma fire.

So she tied herself into a cave in the Divine Doctor Valley and bound it with the mysterious iron outside the sky that only exists in the Fuxi Valley to avoid disaster in the world.

The reason why Old Dao Jiang knows the inside story is that Old Dao Jiang and Master Zhong Mo, the master of the Divine Doctor Valley, went out of the same school. Old Dao Jiang used medical skills to move into the evil and lustful way and refined elixirs, but Zhong Mo upholds the benevolence of the doctor.

Zhong Mo did not inform him of this, but Zhong Mo's personal disciple Liang Zheng was from the Six Destiny Palace, and was placed by Old Dao Jiang next to him.

Liang Zheng also reported the matter to Mr. Jiang.

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At this time, Mr. Jiang knew that the three sisters of Fu were deeply in love, and then Fu Junying must be her weakness. So he seized this opportunity and said: You know that the darkness and loneliness of this underground palace makes life worse than death, just like why you only confine yourself and not kill the evil demon inside.

Fu Wānjun just said slightly: So what?

Old Dao Jiang smiled lewdly: I was already in the dungeon for a few days, and I was already in a decadent spirit. I was neither human nor ghost. Think about it, your elder sister has been sixteen years, so how gloomy it should be.

I felt something about my heart. If my elder sister was really imprisoned for sixteen years, what a painful experience it would be. I cannot ask: Let’s get conditions, how can I tell my elder sister’s whereabouts?

Mr. Jiang's face was extremely proud at this time, even more excited than the top student high school. His withered and thin palms had already touched his round buttocks that made him salivate, and he rubbed and grabbed the flexible buttocks with intoxicated expression.

This buttock is as obsessed and intoxicating as it is. I really want to die.

Fu Wānjun's body was still majestic and unmoving, and her tone was still majestic and calm, asking: Let's get the conditions.

At this time, she was much more peaceful and had already made a decision. As for now, she just followed the steps and asked him to say it out.

The soft touch made Old Dao Jiang not enough to rub it, but he still said: Just as the previous agreement, get married in front of the heroes in the world, and be my beautiful lady obediently.

Fu Wānjun just said lightly: OK, tell me whereabouts.

Old Dao Jiang was calculated once, so he had to leave a backup plan, so he said: No matter how you say it, you have to give a guarantee first, otherwise if you go back on your word, I will suffer.

Fu Wānjun turned around, and the two looked at each other, only a few inches away. Even Fu Wānjun's unusually towering chest almost touched his chest.

The scent that came to his nose was more like aphrodisiac, inducing his stronger lust.

Fu Wānjun's heart suddenly accelerated after such close contact, but he still said: The immortal Zhen magic skill, the man who practices with can plant Zhen and lead him to that person. If the man dies, the woman will lose all her skills.

Old Taoist Jiang was skeptical, but he had to believe it, and he spoke up and tentatively said: Then, should the sect leader have to go to Jiang's wedding first and then tell him whereabouts?

Fu Wānjun sneered: That's natural.

Upon hearing this, Old Dao Jiang's penis was shaking. It was really a great fortune to be born after disaster. These many dreamed sect leaders would eventually fall into their own hands.

Old Dao Jiang was so happy that he was going crazy, and he couldn't even hide it, which was her own acceptance.

Old Dao Jiang is born short, and the tall and beautiful Fu Wānjun is half a head taller than him. In addition, he is crowned with Gao Yao's gilded crown, which makes the two more asymmetrical.

The current old Taoist Jiang bowed his head and saw her tall and tall peak hill. He was extremely excited and aimed his fingers directly at the vagina between Fu Wānjun's legs. He pressed it inside through his clothes until he reached the center of his lips: Since that's the case, it's better to choose a day than to meet the sun. Let your husband test his wife's body tonight, or not.

Fu Wānjun was still not upset and let his fingers rudely and said: What do you say, then what should you do.