The abrupt sound and abrupt leg suddenly made Chen Hao's eyes full of depression.

"Hey, hey, what the hell are you going to do? ”

Chen Hao stretched out his palm and grabbed Jiang Li**, his head was full of cold sweat.

"Hmph, you pervert. You tell the old lady, don't you have any bad taste when you take off Aunt Sun so cleanly?"

Jiang Li asked with a cold face.

"Sister Jiang, it's not like you thought it would be. ”

When Wu Xiaoqian heard this, she immediately looked embarrassed, and hurriedly explained to Jiang Li.

When the explanation is finished.

Jiang Li became embarrassed and smiled embarrassedly: "The old lady thought wrongly, and thought that Chen Hao, the color embryo, would not even let go of Aunt Sun." ”

As soon as this remark came out.

Chen Hao and the three of them were stunned, and then shook their heads with a wry smile, they had nothing to say.

Next.

Chen Hao's fingers flicked, and the jade coffin kept falling.

In the end, the jade coffin was suspended halfway up the waist of the Ding, hidden by countless spiritual mist.

After everything is in order.

Chen Hao and the three daughters came down from Dingkou and returned to the villa to prepare dinner.

......

At this time.

In the forest of Funiu Mountain, under a boulder, there was a sudden wriggling. In a moment, a figure covered in leaves rose from the ground.

"His grandmother, I didn't expect Lao Tzu to be eighty-five years old, and he would use the turtle breath technique. ”

"It's all Chen Hao and Mao Dao, these two bastards, Lao Tzu will never spare you. ”

After this person complained, his body shook suddenly, and immediately, the leaves on his body fell, revealing his true face.

It is the Taishang Elder Wenbo of the Thirteen Villages.

"It takes a day to use the Turtle Breath Technique every time, but it starves Lao Tzu to death!"

Wen Bo touched his gurgling belly, and his old face was full of anger.

Right now!

A delicious smell of meat wafted into the nostrils.

Roasted ******* Bo's eyes lit up, and saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Immediately, the body moved, and it flew away in the direction where the smell of meat came from.

A moment later.

A firelight appeared in Wenbo's eyes, it was a bonfire.

Above the bonfire was a mud-coated pheasant, and the smell of meat wafted from it.

Beside the bonfire, there was also a graceful woman in a black robe with a black veil covering her face.

"Delicious and beautiful?"

"It seems that God treats Lao Tzu well, and he can have a full meal, and he can still have a good time. ”

When Wenbo saw this scene, an evil light flashed in his eyes.

Her figure was even more non-stop, and in the blink of an eye, she approached this woman.

"Quack, little lady, are you roasting a delicious meal waiting for the old man to come?"

Arriving at three meters from the bonfire, Wenbo's debauchery smile instantly came out of his mouth, vibrating in the night sky and mountains, startling a series of fluttering black shadows and flying into the sky.

When the black-robed and black-gauzed woman heard this voice, she was suddenly startled and immediately jumped up from her squatting state.

Suddenly, he stepped back, grabbed the long sword stuck in the ground beside him, and held it across his chest.

"Who are you?"

The woman's eyes were dark, looking at Wenbo vigilantly, and her cold and emotionless voice came from under the female black veil.

"Look at you holding a long sword, you should be a person in the martial arts. ”

"In that case, why not tell you, old man Thirteen Zhai Wenbo!"

Wen Bo smiled on his face, slowly under his feet, and walked towards this woman, when he walked to the bonfire, he stretched out his old palm and grabbed it on the hot mud shell of the chicken called flower. He said lightly.

"You...... You...... You're a **Wenbo!"

The woman's eyes shrank suddenly, her body retreated even more, and a voice full of horror came out of her mouth.

"I didn't expect that the old man had disappeared from the rivers and lakes for decades, and there was still a legend about me. ”

Wen Bo tore open the chicken called Huaji, grabbed a chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth, swallowed a mouthful, and said with a sly smile: "Since you know the name of the old man, then, don't resist." When the old man finishes eating the chicken and is happy on you, he will naturally let you go, otherwise, you will die!"

The thick threat fell into the woman's ears, and her pupils immediately shrank, her breathing stagnated, and her body froze in place, not daring to move.

Wenbo saw this scene, smiled, and feasted, and in an instant, a chicken called Hua entered his stomach.

After wiping the grease stains on his body, Wenbo turned around and walked towards the woman.

"Senior Wen. ”

Looking at Wenbo who came over, the woman suddenly raised her head, and said with a firm look in her eyes: "As long as you help me avenge, I can be your woman." ”

"Huh?"

When Wenbo heard this, his face was suddenly stunned, and he paused at his feet, and after frowning, **** said: "If you serve the old man well enough, maybe, I am willing to listen to your enemy." ”

"Yes, the slave family will definitely serve the seniors well. ”

The woman took a deep breath, her eyes showing determination. The soles of his feet were raised and he walked towards Wenbo.

When she walked in front of Wenbo, she lifted the veil on her face, and suddenly, a thirty-year-old, mature cheek, but a little pale cheeks appeared in front of Wenbo.

This face is really red from Tianchi Mountain.

"I didn't expect that there was a pretty face. ”

Seeing Bi Zhenhong's cheeks, Wenbo's old eyes were blazing, he stretched out his withered palm, pinched Bi Zhenhong's chin, and said with a wicked smile.

"I'm here to serve my seniors. ”

Bi Zhenhong's eyes are tenacious.

Under the gaze of Wenbo's old eyes, he slowly squatted down.

In a moment.

In the mountains, beside the bonfire, unbearable sounds spread in all directions, making the mountains and forests hot and dry, and the birds and birds galloping.

"You're still a virgin, not bad, the old man likes it. ”

"Yes, Senpai. ”

......

In the midst of the hot sound, there was the occasional conversation between the two men.

An hour later.

Next to the bonfire, **First break!

On top of the black robe spread on the ground, Bi Zhen's red and white flower body was horizontal.

"I didn't expect that as a virgin, I could still serve the old man so comfortably. ”

Wenbo sorted out his clothes, looked at the body on the ground, and couldn't help but praise it.

"It's good if the seniors like it. ”

Bi Zhenhong sat up from the ground, did not hide his white body at all, and the blood red between his legs, forced a smile, and asked Wenbo: "Now, the seniors can help me take revenge, right?"

"The old man's words are counting. ”

After Wenbo sorted out the clothes on his body, he asked seriously: "Say, who is your enemy, the old man can take action and help you get rid of it." However, from now on, you will be the old man's plaything, and follow the old man to the Thirteen Villages. ”

"As long as my seniors help me take revenge, it will naturally depend on my seniors. ”

Bi Zhenhong bit her lip, and there was a surge of killing intent in her eyes.

"Well, then, say the name of the enemy. ”

Wenbo was overjoyed, although he was old, but his lust heart was not old, not to mention that he was a woman like Bi Zhenhong who was good at greeting, if he got it, he would be blessed in the second half of his life.

"Senior, my enemy is none other than Chen Hao, the leader of the Young Martial Arts League, who now lives on Funiu Mountain. ”

Bi Zhenhong raised his head, his eyes burning, and looked at Wenbo.