Qin Wuyang casually dragged a handful of grass, reached into his crotch to wipe it, and said secretly in his heart: No wonder he has been masked, it turned out to be a seductive little goblin, if he really faced such a beautiful face every day, which man in the world could stand it, and he had to let this little goblin squeeze it dry.

After wiping two handfuls indiscriminately, Qin Wuyang threw the grass and continued to stare intently at the nine lives in the water.

Jiusheng immersed his body from the neck down in the water, and felt as if thousands of small mouths were open on his body, drinking water.

The itching gradually stopped, and Jiusheng breathed a sigh of relief.

After washing his face with water, he swam back and forth on the surface of the water for two times, and then Jiusheng went to the shore.

Standing on the shore with a silk-no-hanging, letting the night breeze dry the water droplets on his body, Jiusheng started to put on his clothes.

As soon as he put on his underwear, he suddenly heard a sound behind him, Jiu Sheng's heart tightened, and he turned his head to look, and suddenly saw a black shadow rushing towards him, and he immediately pressed him to the grass.

Jiusheng was horrified in his heart, thinking that he had met a beast, and when he looked at it, although he was carrying the moonlight on his back, he could still see clearly, and it was Qin Wuyang who was pressing on him.

"Qin Wuyang?!" Jiusheng was shocked and angry, and shouted, "What are you doing? Let go of me! ”

Qin Wuyang only stared at him vigorously, and said stupidly: "Look closer, it's really more beautiful, little goblin, Lao Tzu's soul is going to be hooked away by you." ”

Nine lives struggled, but Qin Wuyang was strong, like a mountain pressing him to death, no matter how he kicked and beaten, it was in vain.

Qin Wuyang's rough big hands kept roaming over Jiusheng's smooth body, and his mouth was not dry: "It's really his grandmother's slippery, smoother than all the women Lao Tzujiri has ever had!" I finally understand why Jing Ke insisted on taking you with me, you two probably did a lot of pickled things behind your back, right? This guy is really inauthentic, he only cares about his own merry and happy life. Lao Tzu has not shrugged with a woman for more than 20 days, and it is always uncomfortable to play with his hands. ”

"Indecent!" Jiusheng said angrily: "If you dare to touch one of my fingers today, I will definitely let you die without a place to be buried!" ”

Qin Wuyang didn't take his threat to heart at all, sneered, and said, "What's the matter, Jing Ke has it, Lao Tzu can't do it?" In addition to his handsome face, where can he compare to Lao Tzu? Sue you, Lao Tzu is a talented place, I can't forget you if you taste it once, and I may ask you to do it in the future! ”

Jiu Sheng chirped: "How dare you be a shameless person like you, how dare you compare with Brother Jing? You don't even deserve to lift his shoes! ”

Qin Wuyang said angrily: "Lao Tzu doesn't talk nonsense with you, let's put out the fire first!" ”

After that, Qin Wuyang tore Jiusheng's underwear with a "stab", rubbed his hands vigorously on him, leaving a large red mark, and lowered his head to kiss Jiusheng's face, Jiusheng only felt the stench, closed his mouth and turned his head to dodge, but in exchange for a loud slap.

Qin Wuyang scolded: "Be honest with Lao Tzu, otherwise you will be raped first and then killed, and thrown into the river to feed the fish!" ”

Jiusheng was desperate in his heart, and shouted: "Help! Brother Jing! Save me! Brother Jing! Help me! ”

Qin Wuyang smiled fiercely and said, "You can call as much as you want, he can't hear it anyway, which adds a bit of interest." ”

Jiusheng's eyes were red, and he roared: "Qin Wuyang! I'll kill you! I'm going to kill you! ”

Qin Wuyang sneered: "Okay, you come and kill me, I'm ......"

Before he finished speaking, he stopped abruptly.

Qin Wuyang's eyes suddenly widened, his mouth spat blood, he froze for a moment, suddenly fell from Jiusheng's body, and lay on his back in the grass, already dying of exhaustion.

Qin Wuyang's blood spurted into Jiusheng's eyes.

Through a layer of blood mist, he saw Jing Ke standing in the backlight, holding a long sword, with a murderous face.