Chapter 122: Five Girls Fight for Hundred Sparrows

Lu Xiaolin saw Liu Shiba's eyes and laughed:

"It must have been washed, you take a sip, you will know that I didn't lie to you. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 Info is more reliable than the whole Great China in your hand.

Hehe, let me tell you, rolling a big horn is also a science, ordinary people can't learn it, the horn should be rolled without leakage, and it is not easy to block the air......

Liu Shibai listened to Lu Xiaolin's endless talk, spit lotus flowers and boasted to himself, put the thin end of the horn on his lips with curiosity, unscrewed the pigtail on the horn, and took a deep breath as usual after igniting it.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

"Ahem!

Liu Shiba, who was caught off guard, was choked by a strong and spicy smell of smoke.

The smoke surged into his lungs and nose with the smell of newspaper, and Liu Shiba's tears flowed out.

"Slow down, slow down, take a small sip at first, inhale slowly, then close your eyes, feel the smoke flowing in your lungs, feel the sensation that makes you go up, is it refreshing?"

Lu Xiaolin asked with his eyes puffed out.

Liu Shibai couldn't cry or laugh, wiped a handful of tears choked out of the corners of his eyes, rolled his eyes, and looked at Lu Xiaolin strangely.

Can't you see it, this guy is quite good at fooling?

But to be honest, the taste of the horn is really good.

The main thing is that there is a hint of newspaper in the horn, and the smoke is pure, so you can smoke it and taste it carefully.

Intoxicated after taking a few puffs, Liu Shibai felt dizzy in his head, forgetting his troubles for a while, and he couldn't help but think of a sentence:

A cigarette after a meal, race over the living immortals!

After a long time, Liu Shibai slowly opened his eyes and looked at Lu Xiaolin, the lewd man who returned to the General's Building, and couldn't help but have a good impression of him in his heart.

Forced criminals, sometimes it's cute, isn't it?

Thinking of this, Liu Shibai took out two cigarettes from his pocket, walked to Lu Xiaolin's side and said:

"Come, smoke a horn from you just now, these two cigarettes are compensation, take it!"

Lu Xiaolin's face was stunned, his voice trembled a little, the corners of his eyes were slightly moist, he took the cigarette handed by Liu Shibai with both hands, lowered his head and whispered in a voice that only Liu Shibai heard:

"Little Lord, you are finally here, I have been waiting for you here for almost thirty years. ”

Liu Shiba's body was shocked when he heard this, and he pretended not to care and looked left and right, and when he saw that no one was paying attention, he asked strangely:

"You call me the little master? it's Kong Zhuowen, why are you waiting for me for thirty years?

Also, I don't feel that you are a member of the Five Elements Three Families or the Ten Cultivators, what is the reason for this?"

Liu Eighteen's doubts are reasonable, calling himself a little master, then it must be the people of the Five Elements and the Three Families, why didn't he react when he touched the gold order?

Lu Xiaolin smiled strangely and said:

"When I was twenty years old, I was lurking in the black prison, all just to find a way for the little master.

The little master doesn't know my depth, that's because I have something on my body, and that thing can make the other powerhouses of the Five Elements and Three Families not feel it!

At the same time, that thing is also the place where Liu Sixteen's predecessor asked my father to hand it over to you, and the place where it was handed over, is here, the Black Prison!

After this thing is handed over to the little master, the subordinates no longer have the ability to hide their strength, and the safety of the subordinates in the future will depend on the little master. ”

Liu Eighteen's eyes flickered, and he had doubts:

Isn't it said that in Grandpa's testament, it is a black box?

"The little lord wondered, why not the black gold box, right?

In fact, this thing doesn't have a box at all, and it's just a fool of me. ”

Lu Xiaolin's eyes flickered and he looked left and right again, and explained cautiously.

Liu Eighteen nodded solemnly, sat down and asked:

"What is it that you want to hand over to me in person? As far as I know, the people who went to the black prison have even taken off their buttons, plus CT fluoroscopy, you can't bring them in?"

Lu Xiaolin nodded, and said mysteriously in a very small voice:

"Senior Liu Sixteen, what my father asked my father to give to the little master is a pair of transparent Pisces jade pendants.

Although this jade pendant is called jade, it is not, and its existence cannot be detected by detection methods on the earth. ”

Speaking of this, Lu Xiaolin pointed to his back embarrassedly, and said strangely:

"I hid it here, brought it in, and waited to be handed over to the little master. ”

When Liu Shibai heard this, he couldn't help choking in his throat, patted Lu Xiaolin's shoulder with grief in his eyes, and sighed:

"I've been miserable for you, I really don't know how you've survived the past 30 years, ...... vomit"

Lu Xiaolin was full of gratitude, staring at Liu Shibai with admiration and slowly explaining his grievances and grief......

Little master, you have finally come in, you are here, I am about to get out of the sea of suffering, this is not a human life......

The gratitude in Lu Xiaolin's heart is not unreasonable, he has lived an inhuman life for decades.

Everyone beat and scolded him, and never treated him as a human being. Sleep in the General's Building, eat in the General's Building.

Sometimes, even someone has to steal half of the meal.

These are tolerable, and the most unbearable thing is that he is often asked to tell stories, and he uses his coaxing of women as a joke.

If it doesn't matter if you just talk about it, what matters is that those bastards still ask for details, how to get it, how to get it off, how to get in and out, how to ......

Any details must be explained clearly in order to fool the past......

God is pitiful, frustrated, Lu Xiaolin came in at the age of twenty, he is still a proper child, where can he tell so many magical stories?

Isn't that embarrassing?

Insist on a rooster laying eggs?

Those people took pleasure in this and never tired of it, year after year, asking Lu Xiaolin to tell stories.

He himself remembered that in just a few years, he was asked to tell the stories of at least a few hundred women, and those human and human brains didn't want to think about it.

I'm not a machine, how can I get so many women?

I'm a mother!

Why do you say that these white-haired old men in black prison have so much energy?

In the middle of the night, you still have to be idle and hurt yourself? The five girls can't stop after they have broken their skins?

You should also rub the Pechoin hand cream on your hands, which is called to increase the feel.

He made his grandmother, I don't know who is the criminal?

This is still good, the old man who died last time was five big and three thick, and he actually wanted to play popping chrysanthemums for him?

Thinking of this, Lu Xiaolin couldn't help but feel heartbroken, or was Liu Shibai reliable, as soon as he came in, he let himself taste the smoke again?

The people of the old Liu family are all good people, and they are good fools......

Liu Shiba's face was gloomy, and he looked at the obscene man Lu Xiaolin's resentful gaze that was comparable to that of a resentful woman, and couldn't help but feel a chill on his body, and hurriedly waved his hand and said:

"Vomit, it's good to pass, it's good to pass, vomit! I think it's better to take a breath and let me rest. ”

Lu Xiaolin rolled his eyes helplessly, and said in his heart:

I've been carrying it for 30 years, just listen, how did it become like this?

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ps: Thank you for the tips of several readers, and there are also a few readers whose names are missing, and I would like to express my gratitude here: calm, busy, the disappearing horizon, 41000003, winter goes to spring, the sub-version of the blues, covering the sun......

The old-fashioned old newspaper cigarette shreds are comparable to giant pandas, and interested readers may wish to give it a try......

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