The small bowl is not easy to control the distance, and this time Jiang Yu'er escaped directly into a deep mountain wooden building.

She wasn't sure if a monk would be able to hold back the dragon, so she broke the jar and continued to run in the direction of vitality.

The whole wooden building is made of high-grade agarwood, it is really extravagant, the flowers in the distance are red and willow green, (spring chun) is bright and beautiful, and it looks like a fairyland on earth.

The swimming pool next to the wooden building is full of bright roses, a quick or slow sound (娇jiāo) gasps into the ears, an exaggerated large (bed chuáng) floats in the middle of the pool, and several white flowers are fighting on it, and the battle is fierce.

There are some old monsters who have no hope of advancement, and who can't fly and can't fly, and they have nothing to do day by day, and they start to keep sowing seeds and creating people, drunk and dreaming of death to comfort their empty hearts.

Obviously, so is the owner of this wooden house.

In order to show that his sword is not old, the old monster of Laoshan has to connect ten women every time, three days and three nights, his name is no longer remembered, because he has lived in seclusion in Laoshan for many years, his temper (sex xg) is strange and strange, and the world calls him the old monster of Laoshan.

In the end, it is the indulgence of old age. (Desire) excessively, although the old monster of Laoshan has a heart, but every time he fights three or four, he has to rest half a salary before he can continue to work hard, and the old monster of Laoshan who wants to save face will rest at this time and let the women take turns to serve him, all kinds of pushing, pulling, kissing, ah, anyway, the process is more spicy.

The women who serve the old monsters of Laoshan are all seedlings that can be cultivated, and they have been raised as a furnace since they were children, in order to survive, they will not be abandoned and thrown to their disciples, and they will not be as good as thousands of pigs and dogs. Ride 10,000 people. Pressure, remedy to death (day), they abandon their dignity and endure disgust, each showing their magic to serve.

Follow the old monster of Laoshan at least can't die, most of the women are in the Qi refining period, only the two who followed at the beginning will build the foundation, the cultivation is too low, the vitality in the body is less, and the old monster of Laoshan can't look down on it at all, so the double cultivation will rarely run the exercises, and the woman will naturally not lose the cultivation, and even occasionally feed back a small step, once it falls into the hands of the group of wolf-like disciples outside, what good end can be cool, at most ten years, the dantian is damaged, and the luck is reduced to an ordinary person, bad luck, a life.

A life is accounted for eighty percent.

The sound of Jiang Yu'er landing on the wooden building made the old monster of Laoshan who was comfortable and enjoy his eyelids lifted, and he casually patted the soft (meat rou) of a woman next to him, "Go and see what it is"

The woman who was named made a sound, put away her messy hand, hired Tingting to get up (body shēn), took a pink light gauze from the chaise longue next to her and put it on, and bent down and made a half-squat salute, "Concubine (身shēn) This is to see"

The pink light gauze couldn't stop the scenery on the (body shēn) at all, and even because it was faint and charming, the old monster of Laoshan ((lick tiǎn) tiǎn) had dry lips, and couldn't help but knead a few handfuls before waving his hand, "Go, go, I'll feed you later." ”

Another plump woman next to her stopped doing it, panting and sa (娇jiāo) "What about me, what about me?"

The old monster of Laoshan laughed, "Don't worry, I'm lucky to be eleven to sixteen today, and you're a sao prodigal." ”

Because there are twenty or thirty furnaces raised, the old monster of Laoshan thinks it is too troublesome to call the names one by one, so he simply goes down in one two, three, four, five or six, and turns over the cards in order, pampering.

This (Ri) son is really more comfortable than the ancient emperor.

The real inheritance of the Laoshan faction has disappeared in the long river of history, the old monster of Laoshan used to live on the top of Donglin Mountain, under the guidance of the Hehuan Sect, the vitality of Donglin Mountain is getting less and less, the old monster of Laoshan occupies the magpie's nest and moved to the original Laoshan ancestral land to live, and the disciples are all lecherous people who are good at cultivating double cultivation techniques.

The pink yarn woman flew to the edge of the pool and walked to the wooden building step by step, which is the real residence of the old monster of Laoshan, because the old monster of Laoshan has a heavy taste, and likes to come and go wild without saying a word. war, so there are no disciples standing guard around the wooden building.

Three miles away is the residence of the disciples of Laoshan Old Monster, no matter day or night, as long as you pass in front of the closed door, you will hear a strange whimper or (Jiaojiāo) gasping sound inside.

Today's monks are scarce, and the disciples are naturally not as chic as the old monsters of Laoshan, and they can serve a number of female cultivators, so they have to plunder young women (sex xg) everywhere to go up the mountain to make up, although the effect and durability are not as good as the female cultivators, and they died in less than half a year, but they are better than nothing, there are many of them, and the low-level disciples do not have many resources in their hands, so they make a bunch of people to share and make progress together.

In recent years, there have been some changes, after the end of the day (ri) came, the disciples found that the effect of women with special abilities would be better than that of ordinary women, and at the same time, they would not die within a few years, and the specific number of years they could live was not clear for the time being, because the first person with the ability to go up the mountain was not dead now, and was lying under a certain senior brother (body shēn) to Cheng Huan.

In their eyes, a woman is just a tool, and her only role is to help with cultivation.

It's a pity that the exercises suitable for female cultivators in the Hehuan Sect have been lost, otherwise the ghost knows who is picking up whom, and the east wind may be able to overwhelm the west wind.

Further out are the children of the Laoshan old monster and his disciples over the years, as well as the grandchildren and great-grandchildren born to the children, and the great-grandchildren and great-granddaughters born to the grandchildren

Although it is difficult for the monk to get pregnant, he can't stand the Laoshan old monster who is diligent and diligent (day and night) day and night, living three thousand years old, children and grandchildren don't know how many generations and how many people, anyway, the youngest son is ten months, I don't know how many generations of descendants are still alive three or four hundred years old abound, the relationship between clan relatives is very chaotic, and there are still about five or six hundred people in the total until now, forming a small village, Laoshan old monsters do not value the descendants, and those who can cultivate are cultivated, and those who cannot cultivate are left to fend for themselves.

Compared with the zombies fighting for survival outside, the descendants of the old monsters in Laoshan are already very happy.

The disciples are also in the same lineage, and because of everyone's joint efforts, the number of monks in Laoshan is among the best in the whole earth, dozens of other sects, and a little more miserable, and the old monster of Laoshan just relies on giving birth to children, children and children, beggars picking up disciples, disciples and children, children continue to give birth, and the entire Laoshan has one hundred and ninety-six monks.

A symbol of strength, whoever talks to his Laoshan old monster can't bend over

There are heavy disciples standing guard outside, and they can still break in, I don t know if it is her hero Thinking so, the pink gauze woman ripped her clothes, making herself more (sexual) and sensitive.

It's a pity that her good expectations were disappointed, and it was a seriously injured old woman who fell on the balcony of the wooden building, so angry.

“”

Jiang Yu'er's blood was almost dry (body shēn), and there were many fractures, and now it was like a puddle of mud, and it was difficult to move.