"Woo I don't live anymore, how can I be worthy of my future daughter-in-law, and what face do I have to live in the world, I don't live anymore"

Dongfang Xiaoshu's hair was scattered, his robe was crooked, and he rushed out of the stone house with his pants in his hands, as if he had been inhumanly abused, and ran away with a crying voice. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The door of the stone house was slammed shut, and the fat-headed and big-eared young man did not come out.

The fat people in the kitchen, seeing Dongfang Xiaoshu running away with his pants, coupled with the sound of knocking from the stone house, looked at each other playfully, and continued to work on the work in their hands with a smile, which seemed to be commonplace.

Dongfang Xiaoshu ran to a remote place far away from the kitchen, sensed the range around his body, and after confirming that no one was following, he raised his head with a smile, combed his scattered hair in a bun, and restored his crooked robe to its original state, and said to himself:

"The turtle king eight mung beans, the feeling of urinating people's faces, sure enough, it is very cool!"

After Dongfang Xiaoshu finished speaking, the smile in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a cold hatred, as if he remembered something bad.

From the mouth of the fat-headed and big-eared young man, Dongfang Xiaoshu once again confirmed the location of the Silver Dragon Palace, chose the right direction, and Dongfang Xiaoshu walked down like a disciple.

But the strangest thing was that wherever there were palaces, stone houses and other buildings along the way, he stopped to observe for a while, not as if he was in a hurry, or controlled his speed.

Dao Mountain, extremely high, like a monument between heaven and earth, and like a giant guarding the world silently watching all living beings.

The Taoist hall is built on the top of the Taoist mountain, as if it is built on the heavenly dome, under the sun, the white clouds are entangled, like a fairyland, which is admirable.

Dongfang Xiaoshu looked up at the halfway point of Dao Mountain, and sighed in his heart, you fucking build so high a fart, and you are not afraid of lack of oxygen, and there is no trace of admiration in the curse.

When the sky was dark, the oriental tree finally climbed to the back mountain of the Taoist hall, and a dense cave was distributed on it, and a palace shaped like a real dragon was particularly eye-catching in it, like standing out from the crowd.

"It's really as arrogant as a real person, hehe, it's so magnificent, there must be a lot of good things, hmph, I hope she's still intact, otherwise"

Dongfang Xiaoshu muttered to himself, turned into a cloud of green smoke, and dived towards the Silver Dragon Palace, which was shaped like a real dragon.

Dongfang Xiaoshu remembered Huo Wu's advice, and deliberately avoided a few slightly larger caves, he didn't want to alarm the old monsters in the caves, and when he woke up, he could be suppressed with one finger.

The breath of the Oriental Little Tree Force changed, simulating the breath of a small beast, and its body was like a nimble tanuki, tossing and turning, extremely fast, and in an instant, it came to the outside of the Silver Dragon Palace.

The Silver Dragon Palace was silent and dark, as if there were no living beings living in it, or because the Silver Dragon Boy had not returned.

Dongfang Xiaoshu did not directly break into the Silver Dragon Palace, but after groping around the periphery of the Silver Dragon Palace, he confirmed that there was no existence similar to the formation at all, and he had no scruples and entered the Silver Dragon Palace.

The moment Dongfang Xiaoshu entered the Silver Dragon Palace, there was a crisp sound somewhere in the Silver Dragon Palace, and then there was a sound of rolling to the ground, and a strong aura swept over.

Like the screams of a wild cat, it resounded abruptly in the Silver Dragon Palace, the sound was short, and the sound was extinguished.

"Hmph, wild cats dare to break into this palace, I don't know whether they are alive or dead!"

Accompanied by the boy's arrogant voice, the sound of the wheel sounded again, and a golden crown appeared in the hand of the boy sitting cross-legged, and at the same time the boy opened his eyes, and it was exactly the same as the silver dragon boy.

The silver dragon boy stood up from the futon, held the golden crown in his hand like a toy, walked to an iron cage, picked up the golden crown and knocked on the iron cage, held his mouth, and said with a fierce look in his eyes:

"What are you sleeping, this seat is awakened, what qualifications do you have to sleep like a dead pig?"

The sound of the golden crown striking the iron cage was louder, as dense as rain, like a death knell.

With a sigh, full of pain and infinite temptation, the woman in the iron cage trembled slightly, as if she wanted to raise her head, her black clothes and black hair trembled, but she didn't raise her head after all.

"Hmph, it's good to wake up, the dragon clavicle mark in this seat is passed down by the gods, but it is not something that can be cracked by a small Nirvana pinnacle realm, it is better to save effort and spend more time thinking about how to satisfy the gods when they come to the world, of course, in bed!"

"If I hadn't received the will of the man of God, I wouldn't have been able to touch you, and I would like to taste what it's like to be so talented!"

After the silver dragon boy finished speaking, a flame rose in his eyes, and a small hand reached into the iron cage, rubbing an exposed calf.

The calves are white and smooth, without a trace of excess fat, and full of amazing elasticity.

With the continuous friction of the little hand, the boy's eyes began to be intoxicated, the whole body began to twist and tremble, and the golden crown in his hand was thrown away, and a small hand actually reached into the crotch of his pants without hesitation, kneading it wantonly, doing extremely rough and ugly movements.

The caged man's body trembled again, and a piece of exposed calf tried to retract, but he never broke free from the chains, and could only bear it tremblingly.

The silver dragon boy, who was doing extremely rough and ugly movements, suddenly turned his head as if he remembered something terrible, because the golden crown that had been thrown did not make the sound of a bell on the ground.

A fist, a force restrained, only the fist that was released in an instant when he was about to die, like an iron hammer that tempered the stars, bombarded the body of the silver dragon boy.

The silver dragon boy let out a miserable scream and flew up, and there was a sound of bones breaking from the spine behind him, reaching into the iron cage, and the little hand that rubbed a calf finally left, but the little hand that reached into the crotch of his pants and kneading wantonly did not pull out.

A gust of wind followed, and a figure followed the boy like a shadow, and the terrifying force suddenly exploded, and the fist fell like a torrential rain.

If you succeed in one move, you will never give the other party a chance to breathe.

Bang bang bang

The silver dragon boy was killed by his fist like a kite with a broken string, and he involuntarily swayed up and down, left and right, and the sound of bone cracking, vomiting blood, and snorting sounded together.

can only passively bear the bombardment, without the power of backhand.

However, in the pouring of rain, the silver dragon boy was not killed on the spot, or even disintegrated, which shows that the strength of his body is extraordinary.

"No, can't kill him!"

The man bound in the iron cage finally cried out, as if in great pain.

Finally, the fist stopped, and the sky was full of dark clouds.

The silver dragon boy finally stopped scurrying up and down, left and right, coughing up blood, and falling downward, like a lump of mud.

At the same time, a figure appeared, and it was the Oriental Xiaoshu with the pseudonym Black Mountain.