Chapter 10 Biwan

The hot air in the cabinet is like a steamer, and the clothes on your body are as wet as water, so you can't tell whether it is sweat or moisture in the air.

After leaving the Baiyi tribe, Cheng Zongyang realized how comfortable it was in the mountains.Baiyi's peaks are hundreds of meters above the surface, and the temperature is much cooler than the one below the mountain, and it is not as humid even when it rains.

Two days ago, everyone crossed Panjiang under the leadership of Old Man Zhu, as if they were walking into a steamer, the air they sucked in was even hotter than what they exhaled.

The sun in the sky is always misty and blocked by a layer of water. Only by taking a breath at night can you take a breath and be a little more relaxed.

Along the way, the horses riding on the crowd could no longer bear the heat and died three of them.

Fortunately, most of the goods brought by everyone were replaced by the Baiyi tribe with Huzhu, including the goods from the Baihu Merchant House, and were carried by three mules.

If it weren't for this, those fabrics and dried medicinal materials would have sucked water, which would have exhausted everyone.

Wu Erlang tucked his clothes around his waist, and opened the way in front of him with his upper body naked.

When leaving the Baiyi tribe, the team was streamlined again. The guards of the Yun Chamber of Commerce left only eight strong men. Yi Yong and several other guards quietly embarked on the road to retreat.

Cheng Zongyang knew that the Yun Chamber of Commerce was eager to send Lingfei Mirror back to Jiankang, so he didn't ask much, and everyone was tacit about it.

Qi Yuan was more careful and asked the remaining two slaves to return with them with some of the goods, and ordered them to be handed over to the escort of the mall that stayed behind, so as not to gain nothing in this trip to the Southern Wilderness.

In this way, there were seven people left in Baihu Shopping Mall, including Wu Erlang.

Wu Zhanwei and Xiao Wei were responsible for opening the way, Shi Gang and Qi Yuan were responsible for taking care of horses and goods, and Ning Yu, who was recovered from injury, no longer acted alone and walked with the caravan.

As for Wu Erlang, he was more like a group of people with Hua Miao, who were both food and accommodation.Those Huamiao people didn't mind his relationship with Su Li, but seemed optimistic.

Su Li intends to ask the injured tribe members to return Huamiao, but none of the Huamiao people, regardless of gender, agrees.Kava said: Even if you die, you will die in one place.

Su Li had no choice but to give up.

Huamiao people who put life and death aside always seem excited. For them, every day they pass, they have less life and no more time to think about those unhappy things.

Ah Xi jumped around the team, making small pranks from time to time, which made people laugh and cry. Even Su Li didn't notice her abnormality.

Only Cheng Zongyang knew that when she was by her side, she would show another look.

There is still no clue about who was biting her with a centipede, but as Ning Yu said, the person did not seem to be malicious.

The wound on Wu Zhanwei's back had been closed, but there were a few more blood marks from the branches of the shrub.

He glanced at Wu Erlang enviously. Although that guy was lazy, his kung fu was really good at practicing his kung fu.

A way was opened from the thorns, without even a red mark on his body.

Yi Biao's iron man was sweating like a pulp at this moment. He drove for half an hour in the scorching heat and consumed more than three times more physical strength than usual.

But he was unwilling to step down and rest for a while. When he was tired, he lost his correct head in his hand. The steel knife slashed the stone several times, leaving four or five gaps.

He changed his knife and had to continue doing it, but was held back by Wu Zhanwei.

Head Cheng!

Wu Zhanwei gasped and shouted: Let’s take a break!

Cheng Zongyang also drove a few times in his turn, and a few blood blisters were grinding out of his palm. He wrapped the reins of the black pearl on his wrist and shouted: You can't rest!In this weather, sitting is more physically consuming than walking.After this period, find a place with wind and water, and let’s rest!

Pooh!

Wu Erlang said: There is wind and water!Are you looking for a cemetery!

Although the guy's mouth was damaged, his hands did not stop at all. He used his swords to cut a vine blocking the road into pieces and kicked it aside.

The easiest way is to be the old man named Zhu. He rode the thin and gray donkey, and he had never touched a piece of grass before. He said happily: Panjiang is coming, this area is full of basins, one is wetter and one is hotter than the other.The fanged man who lives here has never used fire.

Shi Gang said weakly: "What a boast, is there anyone living in this ghost place?"

Where isn't it?Going further south, there is a valley where birds can steam it when they fly in, and there are still people.

Let me, Old Man Zhu, say that the most resistant to trouble in this world is human beings.People can still live in places where tigers and leopards cannot live.

Even birds can be steamed, why don’t you roast them?

Hey, you kid!How do you speak like this?

Shi Gang grinned, I don’t believe what you said, can this place live in?

Old Man Zhu pointed to a quagmire pool of stagnant water next to him. Do you see?The men and women of the fangs were not wearing clothes, so they couldn't stand the heat, so they crawled into the mud, with only their noses exposed outside, and could stay for a few days as soon as they stayed.

As he said that, Old Man Zhu showed a vulgar face and laughed: Maybe there is a bare-butt fang girl in this pond.

The black pearl retreated with a gray sound, and Cheng Zongyang quickly grabbed its reins and patted its neck and whispered to comfort it.

In the mud pool, a piece of rotten wood slowly floated over, and suddenly the mud splattered everywhere. The rotten wood suddenly opened its huge mouth and bit a walking mule in its waist.

The walking mule screamed loudly, and his four hooves struggled desperately in the soil.

Blood mixed with mud and splattered everywhere, and the sharp teeth of the rotten wood pierced the mule's back, biting off the mule's spine with a sound.

It waved its head and dragged the mule into the mud, but it was a huge crocodile.

I smelled the smell of blood, and a few rotten trees in the distance swam towards me.Their ugly bodies were covered with thick mud, and their half-open eyes opened a thin slit, revealing a heart-pounding cold light.

In a panic, everyone quickly dispersed.

Qi Yuan was shocked and shouted: Stop it!

As he said that, he ran over.Cheng Zongyang shouted: The fourth brother!You're crazy!A mule!

Dragon Eye Jade!

Qi Yuan gasped: Long eye jade is inside!

Is it necessary to fight hard for a stone?

Cheng Touer,

Wu Zhanwei smiled with a knife in his hand and said, "Let's go to the southern desert to exchange your life for gold baht."Don't worry, the fourth brother is responsible.

Qi Yuan swung his knife and slashed the crocodile's forehead with one knife.

The steel knife was bounced away by the giant crocodile's armor, leaving only a shallow white mark.

The crocodile stretched the ground with four legs and dragged the mule corpse back into the pool.

The cloth bag was pressed under the mule corpse and was taken farther and farther away.

In order to maintain the elasticity of the bow string, the crossbows used by everyone are usually loosened, and only the crossbow function that Xiao Wei carries with him can be used.

He just picked up the crossbow, but someone next to him was faster.

Su Li turned his wrist and took off his bent bow, wiped his slender hand, hung the bow string made of silk on the bow, then shot it out, hanging the string, placing an arrow, and opening the bow, and completing it in one go.

A bloody flower burst out from the eye socket of the crocodile that attacked everyone, revealing half of the short arrow feathers.

The arrow shot directly into the crocodile's brain, and the huge crocodile was killed immediately.

Qi Yuan cut off the cloth bag, kicked the mule corpse with one foot, and pulled it hard.

The crocodile living in the mud swam silently.

They are huge in size, with almost half of their mouths in length, and are terrifying in shape and are nauseating.

Qi Yuan finally pulled out the cloth bag, and the swimming crocodile had bitten the almost torn mule corpse and began to eat in big mouthfuls.

Everyone did not dare to stop, and quickly left the pond while keeping their swords on guard.

Everyone lay all over the floor, so tired that they didn't even want to move their fingers.

Qi Yuan untied the blood-stained cloth bag and carefully stroked the inconspicuous stone.

Then he remembered something, took Long Jingyu into his arms, climbed up with difficulty, and picked up the few remaining goods.

Qi Yuan grabbed a handful of pills, and each person gave him one, panting and said: Keep it in your mouth to avoid heatstroke...

Wu Erlang also sent one. He chewed the pill to relieve heat as if he was chewing candy beans, and said impatiently: This Qi Laosi, the real mother...

Yun Cangfeng is over 50 years old. Although he was strong when he was young, he was unable to compare with those iron-clad men.

When he got off the horse, his face turned gray and his chest was stuffy and he was so angry that he wanted to vomit. Le Mingzhu stabbed several acupoints with silver needles and released some blood, so his face gradually became normal.

Lao Yi, think about it.

Wu Zhanwei panted: Come on, drink some water.

Yi Biao took the water bag and took a sip.Since Yi Hu's accident, this cheerful man has become taciturn and has no smile on his face.

Old Wu doesn’t believe in fate, but you also say that life and death are based on fate, and wealth and honor are in heaven.No matter what, I have to live this life.Think about the benefits,

Wu Zhanwei comforted: Your brother stayed in the Baiyi tribe, at least he would not have to suffer our life.There the wind cannot blow, the rain cannot drift.Besides, the Baiyi tribe is the business path that your Yun family often takes.If you want to miss him, come here every year to see him.

As he said that, Wu Zhanwei grinned, you are better than me, Wu, I don’t even have a place to burn paper.

Wu Zhanwei once said that many of his brothers who had traveled around the world had no bones left.Yi Biao drank a few sips of water with his head stuffy, then looked up at Cheng Zongyang, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: Mr. Cheng, he is there...

Wouldn't it be okay?

Cheng Zongyang looked at him for a while and suddenly smiled, don’t worry.

Such an answer did not relieve Yi Biao.He lowered his head, his beard that had not been shaved for a long time was sharp and hard, and the blue-black connection from under his chin to his temples.

Cheng Zongyang sighed as he touched the blood bubble in his palm.Everyone thought that his words were to comfort Yi Biao.Only he understands that it is definitely not empty talk.

Yi Hu's imprisonment life is better than anyone imagined.

What Cheng Zongyang could not tell Yi Biao was that when they were rushing to suffer in the ghost weather in the southern wilderness, his dead brother was at this time staying safely in the Baiyi tribe, enjoying the rich body that the noble lady used to please him.

Ah 、 Ah 、 Ah ……

Accompanied by the wet moans, the white-Yi beautiful woman's plump and round buttocks were fucked and deformed.

Cheng Zongyang, who had just ejaculated in Ah Xi's anus, put on a condom and thrust in the beautiful woman's vagina where she had been cumming.

The raised particles at the root of the penis are entangled with the hot honey flesh. Every time they go in and out, they bring out large amounts of vaginal fluid from the watery vagina.

Uh── Lady Xiang, who was lying on the ground, let out a short low scream.The glans wrapped in transparent rubber film was pulled out of the wet and beautiful hole and stabbed it into her tender anal hole without hesitation.Mrs. Xiang had long hair, her fiery red cheeks were pressed to the ground, and she held her white buttocks with both hands, and used her beautiful tender anus to withstand the thrusting of her penis.

She opened her eyes wide and screamed in disbelief.

She could not remember how many times she had orgasm, her lower body was rubbed hot and swollen, and her tender genital mucosa was shiny red like congested.

She kept cumming. Even though Ah Xi inserted her toes into her, she clamped Ah Xi's toes with her vagina and sprayed shamelessly. Her two snow-white thighs seemed to be washed, and the water exuded a white luster.

After a moment, Mrs. Xi raised her head, her honey hole twitched again, and the vaginal fluid gushed out like a spring water.

Ah Xi lowered her head and held her nipples. Her snow-slimming pink buttocks were dry and opened. Her tender anus was wet, and she was covered with a wisp of turbid semen flowing out.

That night, Mrs. Xi was completely conquered under Cheng Zongyang's medicine and penis.

She and Axi took turns using their genitals and anterior yard to comfort their master.

Until her vagina seemed to be squeezed dry, she could no longer squeeze out any vaginal fluid, and the hole was fucked red and swollen.

Mrs. Xi had never experienced such a strong and lasting orgasm. She felt that her body seemed to be completely crushed, and then full flowers bloomed from the fragments. It sometimes bloomed and sometimes withered under the young man's firm penis, and was fucked to death.

The black paste mud from modern times that could overwhelm Guiwangdong, making this beautiful white woman dying.After waking up, Mrs. Xi almost worshipped Cheng Zongyang as a god.

Cheng Zongyang believed that she would never forget this feeling in her life.But just a piece of it is not enough to control this lewd woman.

He chose another way.

According to the method found by Le Mingzhu, Cheng Zongyang refined the remaining poisonous fly umbrella into a black paste mud called the Ghost King's Cave, and then handed it to one person.He could think of the most reliable person.

Mrs. Xi, who is already ecstatic, does not need to deliberately please the messengers of Guiwangdong.

She just needs to take a bath every night, dedicate her fragrant and plump body to that person, and use her lips, breasts, genitals, and anal holes to comfort his body.

Let his thick and firm penis spray into his body, and you can enjoy the breath that penetrates the bone marrow.

Even if that person's ugly and incomplete body was like a monster, Mrs. Xiang, who was tortured by drug addiction and desire, didn't mind at all.

Cheng Zongyang slowly rubbed his temples.

Wang Zhe once said that the root of life and death on his body can transform the dead energy into vitality.This kind of talent that he had no idea how he came from made Wang Zhe personally asks him to stay in the army.

This is a very precious talent, but for Cheng Zongyang himself, it is completely useless.

Passively converting dead energy into life and then giving it to others, you only play the role of a blood transfusion.

It was not until that night of the Baiyi tribe that Cheng Zongyang realized another use of this talent.

When the blood tiger roared, the first thing that was sensed was not hearing, but the scar on the temple.Before its sound could be heard, the scar on the temple seemed to be slightly numb.

No matter what, the roar of the Blood Tiger is not pleasant. Cheng Zongyang, who was immersed in the three wonderful female bodies, was upset by the quarrel, and finally couldn't help but curse in his heart: Stop talking!

The dead Yi Hu seemed to hear his words, and his roar broke like a knife.At that moment, Cheng Zongyang discovered a mysterious power.Power comes from your own body.

Cheng Zongyang didn't know how the messenger of Ghost King Cave refined a corpse into a monster that could be manipulated, but when the Blood Tiger hung the iron box containing black paste mud on his terrible neck, Cheng Zongyang knew that he also had the power to control the corpse.

At least you can control the Blood Tiger.

The blood tiger with only the breath of death has a wonderful resonance between the roots of life and death in the temple.Therefore, the two difficult problems of Blood Tiger and Baiyi clan have a nearly perfect solution.

The envoy of Guiwangdong was already dead under Xie Yidao, and another envoy would become Mrs. Xi's master and control the Baiyi tribe through her.An envoy belonging to Cheng Zongyang.

In the entire Baiyi clan, no one is the opponent of the Blood Tiger.He was like a lion, his eyes widened for twelve hours a day, guarding the iron box in his neck.

Mrs. Xi’s body is the only condition to open the iron box. As long as she raises her buttocks in front of the Blood Tiger every other day and asks him to randomly choose a meat hole to use, she can get a small piece of black mud cream.

For Mrs. Xi, such conditions are not harsh.

Compared with the lustful play of the envoy of the Ghost King Cave on a whim, such conditions can be called tolerant.

After all, she only needs to serve the Blood Tiger here.

The blood tiger, refined into a male tool, needs to vent its animal nature, and Mrs. Xiang needs its ecstasy.

Mrs. Xiang is very satisfied.As for the ferocious Blood Tiger, if he still has consciousness, he would probably be very satisfied.

This is a fair deal.

When Mrs. Xiang smiled and raised her snow-white plump buttocks, letting the blood tiger's huge penis squeeze into the smooth and slender flesh hole between her buttocks, Cheng Zongyang commented this.

listen!The sound of the waves!

Xiao Wei suddenly jumped up.

A faint sound of waves came. From a long distance, the sound seemed very weak, but had a strong and majestic momentum, as if it would never stop.

When Xiao Wei called out, everyone seemed to hear the sound of waves far away.

Have you arrived?Have you arrived?

Everyone was in a state of energy and whispered to each other.

Old Man Zhu stroked the goatee's beard that was wet by the water vapor, raised his face and said in an old-fashioned manner: A young man who has never seen the world.Biling Bay is still fifty or sixty miles away.Now I get up and rush to walk for a night. It’s amazing that it’s time to arrive in dawn.

Cheng Zongyang gritted his teeth and smiled, and stood up with difficulty.

Then what are you waiting for?

brush!

The long knife cleaves the bushes and cuts them into the soil unsteadily.A powerful figure broke out from the flying branches and leaves, and rushed for a few steps before stopping.Next was a calm man.

Wu Erlang's broad chest was tugging like a bellows, and his eyes flashed like a hungry tiger with a man-devouring light.

That night he kept cutting the way forward, but later he became very fierce. No matter whether the vines or trees blocked the way, he cut at least six steel knives along the way.

Wu Erlang once started his character, and Yi Biao and Wu Zhanwei were left behind.Only Xie Yi followed closely, at least half of the work for him.

The morning light breaks through the thick clouds, reflecting the green color connected by the sea of ​​sky in front of you.

Tall coconut trees, trees with umbrella-shaped crowns, and bushes with branches and leaves...

Under the dawn, layers of green space extend out, extending into the blue waves.

Countless colorful flowers and trees dotted in the green eyes.

When you look closely, you can see exquisite and unique bamboo buildings scattered among the green leaves.

Each bamboo building is fenced, and red, yellow, white and blue flowers are covered with flowers.

Further forward, two mountains extend into the sea like hooks, and the village half into the sea form a crescent-shaped bay.

A narrow silver-white beach surrounded the rippling bay, and islands of all sizes were scattered on the sea, like stars falling.

The sea breeze blew on his body, taking away the scorching heat. His wet clothes became dry and hard little by little, and sweat and white salt precipitated between the mud and dirt.

After a night of trekking, everyone was dressed in rags and in a mess. Looking at the neat village in front of them, I couldn't help but feel ashamed.

Yun Cangfeng's gray hair was flying in the wind. Although he was tired, his waist and back were still straight.

The deacon of the Yun Chamber of Commerce looked over and for a long time and sighed: This Biling Bay is exactly the same as when I saw it thirty years ago.Even though things are, people are no longer...

Cheng Zongyang licked his dehydrated and white lips!... Brother Yun has been here?

It's been a long time.At that time, I was almost as young as you and always wanted to go to places I had never been to.

But that time we set out from the Baiyi tribe and walked for twenty days on the road.

He glanced at the old man who was dozing off while holding the donkey's neck.This old man Zhu is not simple.

Most of the people's clothes were hooked by thorns in the dark, and almost half of their bodies were still covered with mud.

They didn't feel each other at night, and when they looked at each other, they couldn't help but laugh.

However, Su Li had some mud on her snow-white calves, and the red silk draped over her body was still bright and dazzling.

Without giving instructions, everyone gathered up their last strength to run towards the beach.Now that I can take a shower in the cool sea water, I can’t even care about beheading me.

Cheng Zongyang smiled and said: We are just a group of beggars.

Qi Yuan's sleeve was torn apart at some point, so he simply tucked it into his waist. While walking, he looked around and exclaimed: So many flowers are not worse than the Flower Valley of Flower Seedlings.

Le Mingzhu's face was covered with a few black mud stains, and her delicate little face was like a little cat, but she didn't feel it. She kept looking around and suddenly grabbed Cheng Zongyang's sleeve and shouted: Look!Look!

A flower tree grows inside a shallow fence, with snow-white flowers on the branches, and the buds are closed, like countless bells carved from white jade, which shines with bright luster under the morning light, so beautiful that it seems to not belong to this world at all.

Le Mingzhu held her heart with both hands and looked at her eyes intently. After a long time, she shouted in surprise: So beautiful!

Le Mingzhu ran over happily. The girl had always envied the interracial outfit of Hua Miao's woman. She finally asked Su Li for two strings of bells and hung them on her ankles all day to show off.

As he ran, a crisp and pleasant silver ringtone came from between his ankles.

As she approached, the most beautiful scene appeared.The flower tree seemed to hear the asymptotic ringtone, and a closed bud quietly opened, followed by another.

The drooping jade white buds are blooming more and more with the ringtone. First one, two, and then the buds of the trees are blooming at the same time, as if countless exquisite jade cups are hanging on the branches.

Not only was Le Mingzhu stunning in this scene, but Wu Erlang's thick embryo, which had no elegant bones all over, was attracted to stop.

Le Mingzhu raised her mud face and looked at the flower tree obsessively.Cheng Zongyang looked back at Yun Cangfeng and said in an inquiring tone: Yuzhang bell flower?

Yun Cangfeng also showed surprise eyes and nodded after a long time, "Yuzang Bell Flower".

This is the most beautiful and magical flower in the southern wilderness in the legend. It will bloom when you hear the ringtone, and the songs dancing in the meeting are called the spiral grass.

Countless people wanted to see its beauty, but returned home disappointed, but they didn't expect to meet it here.

Looking at the flower tree that was slowly blooming in the ringtone, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath, afraid of disturbing this beautiful scene.

At some point, a figure as beautiful as a flower tree came out of the bamboo building.

It was a beautiful girl. She was wearing a purple shirt, with her collar wrapped around her neck to her right armpit, and a golden koi embroidered on the left from her shoulder to her cuff, and the entire snow-white arm on her right was exposed.

He wore an arm ring made of scarlet purple coral at the top of his arm, and a purple crystal ring on his right thumb, which complemented the koi on his left sleeve.

The girl was about the same age as Le Mingzhu. In the morning light, her beautiful cheeks flashed with a crystal luster like white jade, and her smile was pure and innocent, which made people feel good at seeing it.

She held a large copper kettle in both hands, looking very difficult, and she had to put it down and rest every few steps.

After finally walking to the jade bell flower, the girl laughed happily. She lifted the kettle and sang a song while pointing the spout at the root of the tree.

Everyone couldn't help but smile.I got up early in the morning to water the flowers. This girl from the green grass is not only beautiful, but also very diligent.

But the next scene made everyone open their mouths.

The water column sprayed out of the nozzle rose from the white mist, but it was a pot of boiling boiling water.

The flower tree trembled slightly as if it was scalded, but the girl seemed to be conscious of nothing, and was still singing with a smile, and then whispered: Drink Ah well, only when you drink enough can you grow bigger and bloom more flowers...

Le Mingzhu shouted anxiously: That's boiling water!

The girl in purple clothes raised her face and looked at Le Mingzhu happily.

elder sister……

Her voice was soft, sweet and crispy, and it kept melting into her heart.

Le Mingzhu couldn't help but slow down, put her hands together to her mouth, and whispered: You took the wrong one, you can't use boiling water.

The girl smiled sweetly, and her mother said that thirsty and cold water would make her sick.Boil the water before drinking.

Le Mingzhu paused her feet and said: That's a human being, and flowers and plants will die if they are watered with boiling water!

A jade cup fell from the branches and gently flicked it on the ground, leaving a slightly wet fragrance mark.

The flowers are falling...

The girl said softly: Sister, it’s all you who scared Yu'er.

Le Mingzhu's feet stopped in the air, and she didn't dare to stomp again. Her eyes were wide open. She looked at the innocent girl and lowered her voice and said: Stop burning!

There is still a little left.Mom said that things can’t be done halfway.

The girl struggled to tiptoe and poured all the remaining boiling water on the flower trees.

Everyone's eyes almost glared out, and they looked at the branches of jade bell flowers that seemed to be crying, making heartbreaking moans. The white flowers were scalded and withered, falling to the ground one by one.

Both the man in the caravan and the woman in the flower seedlings were dumbfounded. Seeing the extremely rare jade bell flower withered and faded in a moment, only bare empty branches remained, which changed color by boiling water.

The girl put down the copper pot and smeared the sweat on her forehead with the back of her hands, and laughed happily. My name is Xiao Zi.Hello you guys.

The girl said sweetly and bowed to everyone.