But up close, you can still tell what the plant came from, Zhong Hansheng suddenly saw a huge old locust tree in front of him.

How does the old locust tree grow here? When he saw the old locust tree, his brain suddenly short-circuited. I didn't figure out when there would be an old locust tree here along the way.

If you don't understand, you don't have to think about it, just when Zhong Hansheng pedaled to the old locust tree. The wheels seemed to have hit something, and with an exclamation, the car lost its stability, and even the people and the car fell to the ground.

After all, Zhong Hansheng was tall, and when the car tilted, he hurriedly kicked the ground with his feet. Still holding the head of the car with both hands, he lost no time in turning around to look at the back, and asked in a loud voice: "Xiaoqing, did you fall?" ”

It seems that Xiaoqing fell not lightly, and has already escaped from the back seat of the car, falling a foot away from the wheels. When Zhong Hansheng asked, she lay on her stomach and did not move, only to see a head full of black hair covering her entire face.

Not to mention, at this moment, under the light of the cold and pale white moonlight, I suddenly saw Xiaoqing's dark face, which was really fucking crazy.

Zhong Hansheng saw that Xiaoqing didn't reply, but he fell to the ground like that, if he didn't look at her face, he would look pitiful.

Compared with people and cars, of course, people are important, and he, Zhong Hansheng, had to quickly throw down the car and help Xiaoqing in the back.

When he helped Xiaoqing up, he had an indescribable weird feeling, and when he saw the stitches stuffed into his brain, he couldn't help but shiver two times in a row.

Xiaoqing's body is so light, so cold, so cold that he holds her hands, as if he has fallen into an ice cave, so cold that his whole body can't help but chill. I said to myself in my heart; It's a evil tonight.

Presumably, Xiaoqing's body is thin and can't resist the mountain wind, so his whole body is so cold that there is no temperature. Only in this way is a great opportunity for him Zhong Hansheng to be stingy.

He looked at the fragrance and cherished the jade, and fearlessly helped Xiaoqing up and took him into his arms. I want to warm the other person's small body with the heat of my body. He pursed his lips full of stubble, trying to pull away the black hair that covered Xiaoqing's face in an ambiguous way. And by pulling away the black hair covering his face, he can smoothly invade the first step.

The black hair was lifted a little bit, revealing that it was still black hair inside, and it was arched with his mouth again, and there was still black hair inside......

Repeatedly picking it apart like this, overlapping black hair, Zhong Hansheng had long lost patience. He stretched out his trembling hand like crazy, as if he was deliberately responding to the fear in his heart, and vigorously grabbed a handful of black hair in his hand and slammed it into the back of Xiaoqing's head. When I looked at her face again, it was still covered with black hair.

Sweat! The black hair on Xiaoqing's face has been stretching out continuously, and the old can't finish flirting, and the old can't see her facial features, let alone touch her cherry mouth.

At this time, Zhongzhong Hansheng completely lost the previous kind of spiritual head. In an instant, his brain became sluggish, and his whole body trembled like chaff.

Zhong Hansheng wants to run...... Think...... At this moment, Xiaoqing's black hair was extremely vigorous, and the thorns wrapped around his neck.

"Little ...... Small...... Xiaoqing, don't play like this. The naked body, trembling in despair in the cold wind, the voice came out of his throat incoherently, and Zhong Hansheng was scared.

Zhong Hansheng tried to throw Xiaoqing in his arms, no, it should be a ghost. But the supple and powerful strands of hair had firmly wrapped around him.

Not only did it wrap around his neck, but it seemed to be extending deeper, and it brutally pierced into Zhong Hansheng's skin, stinging and blood beads rolling under his hair.

Zhong Hansheng was desperate, and the scene that had happened in his mind came to mind...... That dark night, the girls of the village were imprisoned in a dilapidated house.

One by one, he stepped forward to check if there were any catches, and finally left his eyes on a girl with black hair who didn't look bad.

The girl was forcibly pulled away, and Zhong Hansheng asked the little cadre to look at the activist's Dongwa outside. He enjoys the pleasure of ** in it.

After the girl was knocked unconscious, a waterfall-like black hair covered her entire face. The torn clothes, revealing fair skin, lured Zhong Hansheng to be beastly.

After a burst of indulgence, he pretended to be fine, left the girl behind, and left the house.

"You...... You ......," Zhong Hansheng wanted to say; You're not Xiaoqing, you're vanilla.

In his obscene thinking, one woman is also doing, and ten women is also doing. Women are just for men to play, and they have nothing to do with morality.

But the black hair had penetrated deep into his veins, and a stream of blood, full of fishy smell, flowed out of the wound like a stream...... He calculated that he would eventually become a demon in the middle of his life, and he would go to hell to endure all kinds of torture.

Zhong Kui watched Zhong Hansheng's soul leave his sight, and opened his mouth to ask about black and white impermanence, wanting to ask the two of them what was going on. But when he opened his mouth to shout, his whole body tightened, and he suddenly woke up from his dream.

Dizzy! What I just saw was a dream? When it was confirmed that he was still in the cell, Zhong Kui was confused. The scene just now is so real, how can it be a dream?

At that moment, a whisper came from the direction of the door.

"Brother Liu, what do you say that kid is doing now?"

"Nonsense, I'm about to see him soon, don't you have nothing to say? Can't you just be quiet? Do you have to fucking nag? The person named Brother Liu looked around vigilantly and whispered.

The other person tightened his body under the other party's reprimand, Zhang Huang is eyes looked at the space of the black hole behind him, and couldn't help but tremble again: "Hi hi! Don't say it, Brother Liu, I think there is an evil sect here. Because I was afraid, I wanted to talk. ”

", there's nothing to be afraid of. I think I ...... back then" After a moment's hesitation, this person continued: "The hero doesn't mention the courage of the year, there are some things you don't know." When it comes to the messy things in his mouth, he naturally can't say it, even if it's his own confidant, he can't reveal the secrets in his heart at will. Otherwise, it will become a handle for others to fall into the truth, not to mention that they want to be promoted in the future!

As he spoke, there was a sound of metal touching the door panel, and two sneaky figures appeared at the door, one shaking the miniature flashlight in his hand, and the other leaning over to look at Zhong Kui curled up in the corner.

Zhong Kui was silent, deliberately looking at what the two people wanted to do to him.

One of the two people shook a flashlight, and the other stepped forward lightly, took out a thin hemp rope from his coat pocket, straightened the hemp rope with both hands, and walked towards Zhong Kui step by step with a vicious murderous aura in his eyes.

The man with the flashlight stood at the door, looking at the scene that his partner was about to perform. In their opinion, killing pigs and dogs does not have the three-dimensional stimulation of killing.

Pigs and dogs can't touch their thinking, but people are different, they have thinking and the power to fight. In particular, when they demand the lives of others, when the other party makes a desperate struggle, and in the depths of their deformed hearts, they are especially satisfied with the sense of accomplishment of wantonly taking the lives of others.