The eerie and terrifying voice echoed in his ears, making Zhang Ling's scalp tingle. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Following the sound, Zhang Ling saw a big stone in the middle of the green pool, and there was actually a coffin on top of the big stone.

Although it was far away, it was still obvious at a glance that it was a little old.

With a bang, the lid of the coffin was lifted open, and a green-faced and fanged monster jumped out of it.

The thing was wearing a Qing Dynasty official uniform, and it seemed to be very good at light work, and it jumped to the shore when it stepped on the green water.

"Master, I guess this zombie must have been a martial arts master before his death, and he actually knew how to do light work." Zhang Ling shouted as he ran.

"Stupid, whether the jumping corpse itself has this ability or not has little to do with what his identity was during his lifetime." Murong Wan'er corrected, and then raised her whip and whipped Zhang Ling, telling him not to run away.

Zhang Ling secretly thought yes, don't be cowardly, just do it!

"It doesn't matter if you're jumping corpse or something, I have to stab you to death!" Zhang Ling held the peachwood sword and rushed towards the jumping corpse.

The body of the jumping corpse was extremely stiff, and the peachwood sword couldn't stab it, and it rubbed against the skin of the jumping corpse to send out bursts of sparks.

Zhang Ling held the peachwood sword in his hand, and he was very close to the jumping corpse. That thing has a mouth, and it stinks, smelling worse than a dung pit that has been fermented for hundreds of years.

"Uncle, I'm sick to death." Zhang Ling picked it hard, and the peachwood sword left a dazzling arc on the jumping corpse, it was a spark!

"Detonator, Bomb!"

Zhang Ling took out two Dao talismans from his pocket, and then threw them at the jumping corpse, and the body of the thing began to explode with a bang, and the official uniforms of the Qing Dynasty were burned into pieces.

"Boy, you dare!"

The jumping corpse roared, and the two fangs seemed to have stretched out a lot, and the whole face became more hideous.

"Fuck off!"

Zhang Ling's eyes were quick, and he directly pasted the talisman on the forehead of the jumping corpse, then turned around and threw a wink at Murong Wan'er, and said in a spoken voice: "Soeasy." ”

Murong Wan'er covered her head with her hands and shouted in her mouth: "Idiot! ”

The jumping corpse's eyes rolled, and the talisman suddenly ignited and quickly turned to ashes.

Zhang Ling only felt a chill in his back, and the jumping corpse stabbed him in the ass, and the blood flowed out directly.

Zhang Ling screamed like a pig, then took out a handful of glutinous rice from his pocket and threw it at the jumping corpse.

The thing crackled as if it had been fired from a machine gun, and it was screaming incessantly.

"Your sister, you dare to explode my chrysanthemum." Zhang Ling bit his finger, smeared the blood on the peachwood sword, and then stabbed it at the heart of the jumping corpse.

Unexpectedly, the peachwood sword that smeared his own blood was quite good, and he actually stabbed the body of the jumping corpse at once.

Zhang Ling was full of energy, took out three yang fire talismans in a row and threw them on the body of the jumping corpse, and shouted in his mouth: "Taishang Laojun has appeared, he is as urgent as a law, burn!" ”

With a bang, in a roar, the jumping corpse gradually turned into a pool of blood.

Zhang Ling's nose twitched, and then he touched his bleeding buttocks, it hurt!

"Zhang Ling, are you injured?" Murong Wan'er floated behind Zhang Ling and stretched out her hand to pick up his pants.

"Master, what are you doing, please respect yourself!"

"Don't talk nonsense, if you are scratched and bitten by a jumping corpse, you will be infected with corpse poison, and if you don't clean it up in time, you will die." As she spoke, Murong Wan'er used a force in her hand and directly tore the fabric on Zhang Ling's buttocks.

Ah, my jeans!

Master, don't be so rude!

Zhang Ling thought that the expedition members on TV were bitten by poisonous snakes, and his team members would use their mouths to suck out the snake venom.

Now that this Wan'er has opened my pants, will she use her mouth? Then I'd rather be bitten in the front and then treated by her.......

The ideal is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

Murong Wan'er first sprinkled a handful of glutinous rice on the wound, then pasted a poison repellent charm on it, silently recited the poison repellent spell in her mouth, and then shouted, and the poison repellent charm burned.

Zhang Ling first felt a burst of coldness entering his body, then a hot pain came from his buttocks, and finally, the wound began to smoke outward.

"Alas, this talisman is really omnipotent, why is there such a thing as a poison exorcism talisman? Isn't it good to let the master use the most primitive treatment? Zhang Ling sighed, then looked at Murong Wan'er's sexy little mouth in a daze.

"Stupid, what are you looking at?"

With Murong Wan'er's loud shout, Zhang Ling's scalp went numb, and then he covered his ass and walked forward.

Zhang Ling came here to catch ghosts, how could he bring extra pants.

He climbed up the big pit, only to feel cold behind him. Alas, the master who followed behind took advantage. Forget it, just look at it, alas.

By the time Zhang Ling climbed out of the pit, the villagers had been waiting for a long time, and they were busy asking what the result was.

Zhang Ling smiled and said don't worry, the dirty things below have been cleaned up.

The villagers cheered again, and Zhang Ling touched his buttocks that showed his face underneath again, his face was hot, and he was fucking embarrassed.

Looking at Zhang Ling's back, which was getting farther and farther away from everyone, the dogs in the village cried, and shouted in their mouths: "Brother Zhang Ling is too great, for the sake of the safety of the village, he has contributed all his chrysanthemums." ”

"Yes, you see it's all rotten and bleeding, that dirty thing down there must be very, it's hard for Brother Ling." Sanmao couldn't help but sigh.

"Alas, it's a pity for Brother Zhang Ling's hue."

"Alas, aren't all ghosts aesthetically unaesthetic?"

"Ugh."

.......

"Apprentice, you did a good job today."

After returning home, Murong Wan'er sat down on the bed, and then lifted Erlang's legs, revealing her white thighs.

Zhang Ling's expression instantly became serious, thinking to himself, is the master going to reward himself? That night........

"Master, you see it's getting dark, and I'm injured, so I don't have to run at night."

"Yes, I don't have to run today."

"Those 2,000 sit-ups?"

"You've got a wound in the ass, you don't have to do it."

Zhang Ling's heart suddenly swelled with ecstasy, and he really wanted to hug Wan'er and kiss her, but .......

"Don't do sit-ups, let's do 500 push-ups instead." Murong Wan'er picked her nails and said.

"It's ....... Nima. ”

In the evening, Zhang Ling finished 500 push-ups with tears in his eyes.

There was a wound on the buttocks, so I could only lie on the bed with a pillow on my head, and my posture was a little obscene, but I was helpless.

Because it hurts.

At night, Zhang Ling had a dream, and in the dream, he still maintained this sleeping position, but the bed under him became Murong Wan'er......

"When I got up, my posture was ugly, and I didn't know how to put something on my body when I slept." Murong Wan'er muttered, and then raised the whip above Zhang Ling's head.

Bang bang bang.

Zhang Ling woke up suddenly, and then touched his buttocks, first gently stroked, and then began to exert force, strangely it didn't hurt at all.

"I'll wipe it, that poison repellent charm is so easy to use, it will make me recover overnight." Zhang Ling raised his head with drooping eyelids, and then saw that the master was looking at him with a blushing face.

Zhang Ling's expression froze, secretly thinking that he was injured in his butt last night, so he naturally didn't wear clothes, and coupled with his sleeping position, it was really a dirty landscape.

"Master, you ......"

"Less nonsense, it's time, hurry up and follow me to the back mountain for training!" Murong Wan'er clenched the two rows of teeth and threw the whip at Zhang Ling.

"By the way, it's training time."

Zhang Ling was frightened when he saw the Soul Eater Whip, and got up from the bed with a bang.

As a result, standing naked in front of Murong Wan'er, the atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

Looking at the beauties, coupled with the man's habitual excitement in the early morning, Murong Wan'er glanced below, and then roared: "Ah! Rogue! ”

Then, it was the Soul Eater Whip that whipped Zhang Ling vigorously.

The screams of the beautiful women and the screams of Zhang Ling echoed in the small room for a long time.