Chapter 239: The beautiful little nun is still vulgar

Not to mention that this immeasurable Taoist is fleeing for her life, now an old nun in a certain Taoist temple, after seeing these short videos, she spit out a mouthful of blood, and her mobile phone fell to the ground;

Perhaps, if they are vulgar, it will be like falling into the hands of Lin Chendong, and then they may end up even worse, even if they are not abused to death by Lin Chendong, they will be caught by Lin Chendong as a maid to play with.

Anyway, they are bald, but the beautiful little nun, once the hair grows back, she becomes a big beauty, you say.

"Master, master......" A few nuns led by their master, seeing their master vomiting blood and dying, knelt on the ground and hugged the corpse and cried.

At this time, the nunnery in the deep mountains, bursts of ancient bells rang in the deep mountains.

"Bell bell ......" ancient bells.

Originally, this old nun was seriously injured, but now seeing these videos, she thought that because of her actions, the entire nunnery would be affected, and with her strength, it would never be possible to take revenge.

"Lin Chendong, if you kill my master, I won't let you go, I must avenge my master. A young and beautiful little nun, watching this teacher and mother being angry to death, was full of hatred for Lin Chendong in her heart.

"Little junior sister, calm down, our master was not killed by Lin Chendong, it was our master who made trouble for him and came back from being seriously injured. A senior sister next to her said.

"Get out of here, get out, I don't want to see you," said the young woman in her early twenties.

Seriously, we see a lot of nuns, but it's really rare to see such a beautiful little nun, even if she's beautiful, the hot body makes men wonder if they are vegetarians or meat, and they won't eat papaya stewed milk every day, right?

It's okay to be big, but their complexion is very white-tender, very fair, much whiter and more tender than the long-term maintenance lady.

Maybe they are all cultivators, women who have cultivated their true qi in their bodies, they usually spend a little time detoxifying before practicing, expelling toxins from their skin and body, and keeping their bodies white.

Just like Han Ling and them now, now their skin is several times whiter and more tender than usual, and when she touches their bodies, she feels that her skin can be pinched out of water.

"Little junior sister, little junior sister, where are you going, where are you going at such a night...... several nuns ran down the mountain sadly when they saw their little junior sister.

"Let her go, now that the master is dead, it will hit her hard, after all, she was dragged by the master since she was a child!" said an older nun next to her.

"What are we going to do now? Are we really vulgar?" they asked their senior sisters.

"According to what the master said, perhaps, Hongchen City is our way, hiding here and living a day is a day, just to escape the problems in our hearts. She looked at the stars in the sky and said.

"Dispose of the master's body first, pack up your things, and then go down the mountain!"

The news sent out by Lin Chendong tonight made the cultivators outside feel frightened, and they were even more in awe of Lin Chendong, a small peasant.

Historically, the first real person to play the distraction realm like this, he is the first person, and the last shot, that is, Master Ren Dahe came on the field and ate a large number of viagra 'brother' pills.

Under the threat of Lin Langtian, the two white-haired old men let out bursts of screams in the woods, so that the cultivators who saw this video in the place, and every scream like killing a pig made them shrink.

"Master, master......" The leader of the He Dahe League watched his master being played like this, and cried bitterly while packing up his clothes and preparing to go abroad.

Originally, he still pinned his hopes on his ancestor, but now he sees Lin Chendong, a small farmer, beating a real person without a way, do you say that he still has hope for his ancestor?

If his master ancestor was really that good, he would have killed it a long time ago, so would he have to wait until now?

Going abroad, only when he goes abroad, can he still have a glimmer of hope for survival, just like Long Chaojiu, now Long Chaojiu has gone abroad, but he pays great attention to domestic affairs, and pays great attention to Lin Chendong and the entire martial arts.

"Master,, Lin Chendong, I insulted my master so much, when I become stronger, I will never let you go, when the time comes, I will find dozens of black people and slowly turn you to death. The immeasurable Qiankun Daoist who was fleeing to Penglai Immortal Island looked at the short frequency in his hand, and his mouth let out a sad curse.

Now that he has swallowed a drop of immortal blood, he feels that his strength has not only become much stronger, but in his memory, it seems that there is one more method of cultivating the immortal mind; now it takes a little more time for the immeasurable universe and no way, as long as he is given a little more time, he has the confidence to kill Lin Chendong, a small peasant.

It's a pity that he didn't have this opportunity, because in front of him, there were three masters of the Jindan Realm Middle Realm, don't think it's just three, there are dozens of others rushing over here.

"Is it you, is it you?" the immeasurable Qiankun Daoist knew the three of them.

"Fellow Daoist, how are you. One of the old men stopped the immeasurable Qiankun Daoist.

"I'm good for you, shameless old guy, if my master is here, you won't dare to let go of a fart. "The Immeasurable Qiankun Dao people didn't expect them to find themselves so quickly.

"Fellow Daoist, hand over the box in his hand, donate a few hundred milliliters of blood to us, and we will let you go. The two old men in the back took a few steps forward, pointed to the backpack behind him and said, "Of course, we will give hundreds of thousands of yuan to buy something to replenish blood!"

"How do you know that I have a box on me?" he remembered that he was very careful, knowing that the only person he got the box was Lin Chendong: "Did the little farmer tell you?"

"You don't care who tells us, now I'll say it again, hand over the treasure box in the backpack and put a few hundred milliliters of blood in us. They pointed to the immeasurable and untouched backpack.

"Dream!" he won't hand over this treasure, his master can die, but this revenge can't be avenged, and the immortal blood on his body is his capital for revenge.

"Don't give a toast and don't drink, drink the penalty wine, or want to be like your master, with ten sows, and then be blown up by the real apprentice of Penglai Xiandao. The three of them surrounded the immeasurable Qiankun Daoist and said.

At this moment, one of the old people's mobile phone rang, making a hands-free sound, and this voice was the demon in their eyes.

"If you can, abolish him, catch him back and give it to me, I'll let him blow up the fart of the real person, and the two masters and apprentices will have fun together. Lin Chendong's voice echoed in their ears.

"Okay, let's take care of that. The three of them heard Lin Chendong's words.

"What have you done to be the lackeys of the little peasants?" scolded.

"You're wrong, we're not his lackeys, we're just helping each other, I'll say it again, hand over the treasure box, and we'll make you suffer a little less. ”

"I'll hand it over to your sister, come on, you want to rob me of something, I'll see if you have the ability. The Immeasurable Qiankun Daoist showed the long sword on his body, pointed at the three cultivators who were once fellow Daoists, and said, "Do it, even if I die, I will pull the two of you on your back." ”

(There is a change in the evening, maybe late at night, now go to the city to buy some daily necessities, thank you for the support of the old iron)

(End of chapter)