Chapter Eighty-Four, Humiliation

Dao Feng's red cheeks were pressed against the scorching sand, and when he saw the red flame not far away, he was lying on his stomach with his eyes closed, not knowing whether he was dead or unconscious, and then he looked sideways at the sea of fire, the flames were churning, and his heart was extremely sad.

A pair of boots inlaid with gold thread appeared in front of him, and the boots lifted and hit his face, and Dao Feng fell to the ground after being red, blood flowed from his nose and mouth, and a pool of bright red on his face. The foot kicked him on the shoulder again, and he turned over, looking at the dazzling sun and Gu Fengteng's disgusted face in his eyes.

Dao Fangnong stood beside Gu Fengteng, Gu Fengteng put his hand on her shoulder at will, and made a slug sound in his mouth.

Dao Fenghong glanced at him and roared angrily, "Take your dirty hands away!"

Gu Fengteng not only let go, but also hugged her, "What can you do?"

Dao Fenghong struggled to get up, Dao Fangnong stepped on his chest, and Dao Fenghong's face shrunk into a ball.

Gu Fengteng smiled, "Mockery, wasn't you very proud before, why didn't you speak?"

"You don't deserve to talk to me. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the foot that stepped on his abdomen was heavy, and Dao Fenghong's face twisted violently.

Dao Fenghong went out and said, "There is a kind of killing your grandfather." ”

"Want to die, it's so easy, I haven't played enough, sir. ”

Gu Fengteng's words were cold, three points colder than the wind of Layue, and the kidnapped Tianshan disciples couldn't help but gasp, staring at this demon intently.

Dao Fenghong snorted coldly, as if he was saying that he was not afraid of death, but he was afraid that you would play tricks?

Immediately, his smile froze as Dohoshine loosened his belt and unloaded his coat abruptly.

Fear crept up into Dao Fenghong's heart, and said in a panic, "You, you, what do you want?"

Gu Fengteng clasped his hands and looked innocent, "Ye didn't do anything." ”

"Stop, you tell her to stop. ”

Dao Fenghong struggled to push away the foot that was stepping on his chest, picked up the coat that fell to the ground, and stood up dangling to put it on Dao Fangnong.

The sluggish Dofang Naong pushed him away and continued to take off his underwear.

"Sister, wake up, stop, stop!" Dao Fenghong wrapped her in clothes, hugged her tightly, and kept begging in her ear.

Dao Fangnong ignored him, slapped him away with one palm, and continued to undress himself, wearing only a pink belly pocket embroidered with butterflies on his upper body, revealing his white shoulders and arms.

The flawless skin was crystal clear in the sun, like a jade carving, with a graceful posture and a graceful face, and the men present couldn't help but tighten their throats.

Dao Fenghong hurriedly took off his robe and draped it on her, Dao Fangnong kicked him on the thigh violently, and with a wave of his hand, the robe fell half a foot away with the wind.

"Shameless! Gu Fengteng is not a human!" Dao Fenghong lay on the ground and coughed up blood while scolding, wishing that he had a knife in his hand and slashed him with a knife.

Gu Fengteng smiled, "Don't worry, this is just the beginning." Then she glanced at Dao Fangnong, and she walked over to him.

Knowing that Gu Fengteng was acting ill towards his sister, Dao Fenghong got up to stop him, and Gu Fengteng's two followers restrained him and pressed him with a wicked smile.

But seeing Dao Fangnong hugging Gu Fengteng, he stood on tiptoe and kissed Gu Fengteng's cheek.

Dao Feng's eyes were red, "Don't, don't! Brute, brute!"

Then Dao Fangnong slowly moved to Gu Fengteng's mouth, Dao Fenghong subconsciously closed his eyes, and kept moaning sadly in his mouth.

"Get his eyes open!" Gu Fengteng ordered, one of his entourages restrained him, and the other forcibly opened Dao Fenghong's eyelids.

"I want you to see with your own eyes that your sister clings to me like a dog, begging for pleasure with me, and surrendering to my might. ”

As we all know, Dao Fenghong regards Dao Fangnong more than his life, and he is powerless to watch his sister being humiliated, which is a hundred times more cruel than going up the knife mountain and going down to the sea of fire.

Although the disciples of Tianshan were not familiar with Dao Fenghong, they were all tightened in their chests at this time, and the young students with shallow experience turned their heads and wept.

"You're not a man, a beast, a beast!"

Dao Fenghong's poignant and hoarse scolding was endless, and the more he scolded, the happier Gu Fengteng became.

"Stop, stop!"

He watched Gu Fengteng's dirty hands move up and down his sister's smooth back, and his dirty mouth was pressed against her lips, while Gu Fengteng's eyes looked at him, full of provocation.

Dao Fenghong opened his mouth, but he couldn't scold anymore, and closed his eyes in despair, but a pair of hands firmly opened his eyes, forcing him to watch.

The long wind whistling in the sand, the lonely eagle crying sadly, composing the tune of great compassion, and everything is gray.

In a sense of grief, two fires flew sideways and hit Gu Fengteng's back.