Updated: 2013-02-27

Having a look that makes many real women ashamed of themselves. The hair that is softer than most women, the delicate and white skin, the charming eyes, the soft voice, the smile, the soft and confusing accent, makes Junko Kasawara can't help but feel excited again. Fine beads of cold sweat continued to pour out of the bun and forehead, and the chilling cold current ran up and down the vertebrae, the scalp was numb, and the skin was suddenly tight and crispy. She knew that the guy in front of her, who had completely misunderstood gender, mistaken body parts, and mistaken qiē, subverted the creature of human beings, and confused the conceptual image of men and women in some ways, did what he said. Perverted to the extreme.

"Don't worry, I'm not that stupid, even if I die, I won't leave you a chance to insult my body. Junko Kasahara sat on the ground with her head bowed, and said helplessly.

"It's for the best. ”

As if burning those thorns, I didn't see how Chiyo Momura did anything, and the black iron chain wrapped around Junko Kasahara instantly disintegrated, turning into black smoke and disappearing. Then he got up and slowly took two steps back, waiting there quietly, he was not afraid of what tricks the woman in front of him would do. Hold it in the palm of your hand, and you can't make waves. Cut the meat on the cutting board as you want.

Junko Kasawara put her hand on her chest, as if she wanted to cultivate something from her chest, but her movements suddenly stopped, and at the same time turned sideways, so that the white flowers under her neck were covered by the towering breasts and the deep furrow squeezed out. He said, "Mr. Momura, don't you know that staring at the lady's chest is very impolite?"

Momura Chiyo's eyes were shining, he shook his head slightly, and his eyes were full of envy, and said: "Miss Kasahara, do you know? I envy you, your breasts are perfect, beautiful, and the size and shape have reached the standard of a supermodel." It's even more than that, it's really a pair of babes that make men dream and go crazy. To be honest, I really ...... Really envious, very ...... Anyway, I really want to cut them off with a knife bit by bit, make them my collection, and keep them intact. ”

"Perverted!" Junko Kasahara felt the cold current in her body even worse, and cursed in a creepy whisper. Slowly straighten up the upper body, reach in, and slowly search in the chest.

"Perverted? No, you and I have different perspectives and different starting points for looking at problems, so you won't understand my feelings about beauty. Woman is the most beautiful creature that God has ever created, and there is no one. Any organ and any part of their body is worth collecting, and a beautiful woman like Miss Kasawara, if you peel off the skin that is not dead alive and refine it into a human model, I believe it is more collectible than an antique. That kind of beauty is not something that can be measured by mundane things like money. ”

Junko Kasawara was already numb to hearing it, that kind of cold chill was colder than the cold winter wax moon, but there was a slight possibility, she wanted to escape quickly. The man in front of him can no longer be called a man, he is a devil.

But there was no chance. At this moment, the only thing she can do is to drag this devil to hell as much as possible.

"Borukopan Nirvana" is a trick that uses one's own essence and blood as a catalyst to self-detonate spiritual power and die with the enemy. It's also the last resort after falling into a desperate situation. It takes enough time to accumulate spiritual power to perform this secret technique. Time, she needs time now, and she is afraid of being discovered by Chiyo Momura. Junko Kasawara knows that this excuse can't be delayed for too long at the moment, and if things can't be handed over, what Chiyo Momura said will correspond to her one by one.

is still the same sentence, death, she is not afraid, under the door of Qiancao Temple, there are no disciples who are afraid of death. But she feared this inhumane way of dying. It is said that death is like a lamp going out, but the human body is the only proof of existence in the world. Women, in particular, are holy and immaculate in their bodies, whether dead or alive. The body is destroyed, it is fiddled with, and the consequences of being strict are worse than being insulted when people are alive. The beads of sweat on her palms formed water stains, and her heart even raised her throat. Although the master is a famous Buddhist monk in the world, Junko Kasawara does not believe in such a thing as gods and Buddhas, and her heart is the same as that of fashionable urban women, chasing stars, like Hermes, LV, like Chanel, and longing for the romantic city of Fontainebleau. After bathing, I like to wear translucent purple lace underwear in front of the mirror, scratching my head and posing to show off my wonderful and bewitching perfect jade body.

But now, I can only pray for the blessings of the Buddhas in the heavens, for a while, just wait a little longer. The spiritual power in the body flowed rapidly, accumulating in the lower abdomen, and the amount was getting bigger and bigger. While accumulating, you have to carefully control zhì, suppressed under the surface of the body, the slightest leakage will cause Momura Chiyo's vigilance, so that the success falls short. She couldn't let herself die blindly.

lowered his head, and the originally fresh and pink cherry lips were as pale as paper, biting out tooth marks, and red bloodshots. Resolute eyes were already full of death.

Endure the discomfort caused by the accumulation of huge spiritual power at an abnormal flow rate. The brain, in particular, is about to explode.

Hurry, hurry, hurry!

Tang Ning, who was hiding behind, suddenly discovered the abnormality since ten minutes ago.

Although at midnight, the brightness of the nearby street lamps is not enough, and the guide's vision is limited, but for those who practice martial arts, they not only practice qi on weekdays, but also refine and refine their spirits. So the effect of seeing at night is not much. There's no reason to see things clearly. Even the light is distorted. Blurred shadows.

Flashed out, approached, and cautiously investigated. Soon, he noticed, to be precise, he felt it. Nearby, at some point, someone set up a formation similar to an enchantment. It can shield and block a qiē breath. Fortunately, he stopped at the right time and did not touch the edge of the formation. And there was no one who alarmed the array.

Who is it? Is it the Japanese woman or the ladyboy?

This multiple-choice question barely lingered in his mind for a second, and Tang Ning was sure who the person who set up the formation was.

Because although the limbs can't touch the edge of the formation, they can be detected with spiritual power. The spiritual power of the array belongs to yin, and this kind of spiritual power can only be possessed by those who cultivate yin qi or yin cold spells. Can't get in? Tang Ning couldn't make up his mind again. Strictly speaking, the other party did not have a direct conflict with him, and knowing who the people who set up the live formation in the ring were, tonight's harvest was enough. Not long ago, he wanted to leave, and he was going to give up on tracking. But curiosity kept him waiting until now. Right now, this formation can shield and isolate the image of a qiē breath inside. Whatever the cause. There doesn't seem to be a need for him to stay involved. Of course, there is no reason to be afraid of that shemale. Recklessly involving it will inevitably lead to conflict. This is not in his interest as a third party.

Don't go in? and unwillingly.

Frowning, his eyeballs rolled a few times, he gritted his teeth, and after thinking for a few minutes, Tang Ning decided to go in. Either way, we'll have to go in and see what happens. Even if the conflict is inevitable, buddy may not be lost. Besides, since I have cultivated, I have never had the experience of fighting against a real Qimen master. Come to a ruthless one, even if it is to be angry for Jiang boy.

His body suddenly twisted, like an illusory shadow, wedged into the barrier. The process was very fast, and in the middle of a breath, Tang Ning's figure disappeared, and it did not cause any fluctuations in the enchantment spiritual power circle. There was not even a ripple, like a drop of water silently dissolving into the sea.