Section 242 Shame
"You told me to do it." The King of the Fierce Bull's eyes were red: "I paid for my favorite woman for this." He is the prettiest girl in the entire Fierce Bull Division. β
His muscles were strong and powerful, and the thick knuckles pressed against Wu Yuan's throat, pressing him almost out of breath. Wu Yuan struggled hard, tried to tilt his head to the side, and gasped and said, "You calm down, that woman will be a scourge sooner or later." She only has family interests in her eyes, and there is no king at all. Forging documents is a felony, and I helped you solve this problem. β
"your (harmony) fart!" Niu Lingxiao didn't listen to his explanation at all, and his huge right fist slammed over with a whistling, like a cannonball hitting Wu Yuan's face, he was knocked away on the spot, screaming and raising his head, slamming heavily on the opposite wall, and slowly sliding down against the wall.
There are twinkling Venus in front of me, and there is a "buzzing" roar in my ears. Wu Yuan felt a numbness on his face, and there was a noticeable swelling sensation on his cheeks. He wanted to speak, but he couldn't make a sound, the blood instinct of the barbarian stimulated him to find a weapon to kill Niu Ling Xiao, but his trembling legs couldn't stand up, and he could only watch the king of the fierce bull who had fallen into madness strode in front of him and picked himself up in a more violent way.
"I think it's necessary to go to Thunderhorn City and have a good talk with Niu Weibang." He suppressed his anger, raised his hand and slapped Wu Yuan's swollen face twice, and let out a mocking sneer: "Clan witch? Spokesman of the gods? Who do you think you are? Let's be honest, until now, I don't see the possibility of things going the way you said, but I've been giving. Damn (harmony), I was laughed at by Niu Tianhao's bastard and lost face. You swore that if you did what you said, I would get Rock City. Hey, hey, hey...... If you don't have the skills, don't come to me and pretend. I will gouge out your eyes, cut off your feet, and give you to Niu Weibang as a gift. β
"No, you can't do that." Wu Yuan's face turned pale and shook his head desperately.
"I've got to get my losses back." Niu Lingxiao took a deep breath, his eyes were full of murderous energy: "I will take you with me, in front of Niu Weibang, and let him hear the story about you." I bet with my head that he would be interested and would give me a generous thank-you gift. β
"I can help you get to Rock City." In a hurry, Wu Yuan couldn't care about the pain, and screamed hoarsely.
"You're still trying to trick me?" Niu Lingxiao spat a mouthful of thick phlegm in his face, and his backhand was a slap in the face.
"I didn't, and I promise it will be successful this time." Wu Yuan screamed miserably, his broken teeth slitting his mouth, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.
Niu Lingxiao stared at him with fierce eyes, and watched for half a minute before throwing him heavily and throwing him to the ground.
Wu Yuan felt that all the strength in his body was exhausted, he supported the ground with his hands and coughed hard, wheezing violently, and the blood in his mouth poured into his trachea, stimulating him as if he was about to cough his lungs into pieces. His body twitched constantly, and it took a long time to stand up, and he staggered to the chair and sat down, his eyes blank and his face as white as death.
Niu Lingxiao looked at him coldly, his eyes were a little stupid, and more of a killing intent: "You seem to have a backup plan?" Let's hear it. β
No matter how you look at it, this is a loss-making business, anyway, it has come to this point, if Wu Yuan can still make suggestions that interest him, Niu Lingxiao doesn't mind letting him live for a while longer. Anyway, it's heavily guarded, and he can't run.
"The key is still Niu Weibang." Wu Yuan couldn't care about maintaining his image, he wiped a handful of blood from the corner of his mouth, and fierceness and anger erupted from the depths of his bone marrow: "You have to kill him, you have to kill him." β
"What did you say?" Niu Lingxiao was stunned, he didn't expect such an answer at all.
"Niu Weibang is a relative of His Majesty, and he is deeply trusted. The reason why His Majesty did not attack the Rock Leader was because it was Niu Weibang's territory. Being beaten helps to stimulate the nerves, Wu Yuan's brain is spinning very fast now, and some of the cruxes that he couldn't figure out before have been straightened out, and he has found the key to the problem in just a few seconds.
Niu Lingxiao was skeptical of his words: "You mean that as long as Niu Weibang is killed, His Majesty will order Niu Tianhao to be arrested?" β
"Yes, you can understand that Niu Weibang is Niu Tianhao's guarantor." Wu Yuan spoke extremely quickly, and was a little incoherent: "As long as he dies, the Thunder Niu Department must elect a new patriarch. No one in the entire clan can exceed Niu Tianhao's merits, but His Majesty will not let him become the patriarch no matter what. β
He took a big breath of air, and his hideous expression seemed to eat people: "At least not now." β
The King of the Fierce Bull sat in his chair and pondered, these words took time to digest slowly. He felt incredible, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that what Wu Yuan said was not unreasonable. Niu Lingxiao is familiar with the character of His Majesty King Niu...... I have to admit that Wu Yuan did find a breakthrough.
If Niu Weibang died, His Majesty's attitude would definitely change.
Without any warning, the King of the Bulls smiled.
Very gentle, it is the considerate and tolerant smile of the superior to the common people.
"I know you're a smart guy, hehe, I'm just kidding you." Niu Lingxiao obviously didn't know how to write the word "shame". He stood up with a smile, walked up to Wu Yuan, and pretended to be surprised and pressed his shoulder: "I'm a little short-tempered, I didn't mean to. That one...... I'm going to call someone to take you to take a shower and change into clean clothes. You take a break, I will arrange a banquet in the evening, and a few more beautiful girls will accompany you. β
The face-changing is not a legend, but a reality.
After the rain, everything was back to normal.
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Wu Yuan, who looked sluggish, staggered into the bathroom accompanied by the guards.
Closing the door, the whole person was soaked in steaming warm water, and his sore muscles were stimulated to twitch, and he gritted his teeth and let out silent sobs.
I felt like I had lost a lot all at once.
Dignity, arrogance, indifference, wealth, power......
Why did it come to this?
I am a sorcerer on high and a spokesman for the gods.
Tianhao, Niu Weibang, and the Great Teacher...... On these lists of enemies as clear as a knife carving, another Niu Lingxiao was added.
I'll get my revenge.
I'm going to sacrifice your heads to the gods, take back all that I've lost, and get more.
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Bonnard's surgery went well.
The conversation between the white commoners and the barbarian lords was normal, and Bonnard didn't feel anything wrong with the cup of tea that was handed over from Tianhao. The taste was slightly bitterer than usual, and he thought it was because he had put too much tea leaves. I fell asleep and didn't know what was going on. When I woke up, my pants were gone, and there was an extra wound on my thigh that had been stitched with needles and threads.
The first time he stuffed "ping pong balls" into someone else's body, Tianhao felt a little apprehensive. If you do the same thing too much, you will become accustomed to it. If the spores were implanted in the pants with crooked teeth for the convenience of surgery, then the same method for Bonnard is now an initial detection ββββ pants, especially men's pants, are of great significance, especially when they open their eyes and find that there is no cover between their legs, and the instinctive shame will prompt them to cover it with their hands. If the surgery goes well, the spores are successfully connected to the implanter's brain, and there is no rejection, the implanter will not have a resistive mind, they will behave very calmly, and even open their legs to avoid skin contact between the two sides to stimulate the wound to produce more severe pain, instead of enduring the severe pain, they must clamp their legs, hold their hands tightly in the middle, and look at you angrily.
With a very simple action, you can see whether the implanter has accepted Tianhao, the direct command source.
Tianhao felt that the production and maturity period of spores was significantly shorter than in the past, it used to take at least a month, but now it only takes a week, or even six days. The basic rules remain the same, one at a time, no more, no less. As long as it is not taken out and used, it will stay in its body without any movement.
Elizabeth's physical training has been very fruitful. There were some subtle changes in her body: her neck was straight at all times, almost in a straight line with her back. This is a condition that Tianhao repeatedly asks for and forms during the whipping of the branches. The training was simple, with a stake in the ground that had been processed and smooth, and Elizabeth was allowed to stand with her back against the stake, and her ankles, knees, waist, armpits, and neck were tied with flexible strips of cotton yarn, leaving enough for her to breathe, but not too much loose. In this way, as soon as she slackened a little, her body habitually bent forward, and she was immediately restrained by strips of cloth and breathless, and forced to complete the standing training with torture-like restraints.
Pain and humiliation, this is Elizabeth's most immediate feeling. But she couldn't resist, she could only become numb in silence.
The intensive training worked very well, and she was now used to walking with her chest up and her head up to show off the best features of her body at all times, and Elizabeth would not feel embarrassed, or even normal, even if the men focused their eyes on her chest. Although the young barbarian lord was cold, Elizabeth had to admit that some of his words were very reasonableββββI am a woman, this is the capital that I am most proud of, as long as it is not the direct collision between the eyes and the skin without any obstacles, no matter how you look at it, no matter how you look at it, no matter how those eyes release envy, jealousy, desire, fanaticism, ridicule and even strong possession, it has nothing to do with me, it is all praise and recognition of me in different ways.
She would never again bend over and walk with her head down.
"A nobleman should be like a nobleman. You can be arrogant, but you have to be polite. It is possible to be stingy, but a few pennies must be thrown into the poor begging bowl at the right time. You can look at everything, but you must honor your faith. Remember who you are, you are the Countess of Elpsor, not a street wanderer. β
These are Tianhao's exact words.
Because of environmental constraints, Tianhao was unable to teach her a detailed knowledge of music. But it is undeniable that the dormant from the era of civilization knows very well what it takes to be a nobleman.
Change should even be "made" her, according to my model.
The leg press was painful, and fifteen-year-old Elizabeth's body was basically formed, and her ligaments were far less flexible than those of young children. Any dance teacher in her right mind would not take her as an apprentice, let alone force her to perform all kinds of difficult movements. However, Tianhao is different, he has a body that has been strengthened many times, especially his vision and perception abilities, which can give him a wonderful "vision".
He had touched Elizabeth's body, and it had nothing to do with lust (harmony), but purely to "see" her muscles and ligaments growing in a tactile way.
"You'll be the brightest star on stage, a ballet genius with enviable dancing skills." Elizabeth lay flat on the bed, Tianhao held her arms and thighs with both hands, his fingers gently sliding over the soft skin surface. With his eyes closed, he felt the message that was transmitted upwards through the fat from under the skin of the girl1, and he exclaimed that he was confined to the depths of his mind and transcended time and years.
The person I love is gone.
Elizabeth's eyes widened as she stared at the young giant sitting beside her.
He has a handsome profile with smooth lines that outline his face, a rounded chin and raised cheekbones that block the light, creating attractive shadows below his cheeks. The thick eyebrows release a firmness that belongs to a man, and the hair is extremely short, so it should be taken on a weekly cycle. Although the complexion is yellowish, the lips and cheeks are cleanly shaved, and there is a faint, very good smell.
Hormones collide in the human body to produce different special smells. The so-called men's charm, as well as the girl's body fragrance, all come from this. Olfactory cells often misjudge in special environments, and strictly speaking, it is not a smell, but an extension of the brain's thinking.
He had to touch himself like this every day. At first, Elizabeth was very resistant, squirming all over her body and refusing to cooperate, she was beaten several times, scared and convinced, and then resigned herself to it.
She soon discovers that this is not a perverted act, but a disguised examination of her physical condition.
"Your ligaments are well developed, you can press your legs, and it's still too late to train, it's not too late."
The day after saying this, Elizabeth began a painful training session that was more painful than ever.
The legs must be stretched in a straight line.
Tianhao had a set of metal locks built to hold Elizabeth's feet and upper limbs firmly in place. She had to hold her back against the wall in a straight line with her legs spread for ten minutes, then release, rest for five minutes, and then continue in the same position...... Repeatedly, every day.
Tianhao will not easily destroy the important targets he has chosen. Elizabeth's body is fairly flexible, and her bones and ligaments can withstand this level of training. Luckily, the heavens let her appear at this time, and if it were a few years later, this cruel training would break her bones and become crippled.