Chapter 119: I'm playing with mud in the Northeast
"I lost!"
A sense of pathos arose, and Yu Xiaoman's face was full of loneliness.
Originally, Yu Xiaoman thought that with his sudden rise in cultivation, he would have the strength to fight with Hu Yifan, but who knew that he would still be defeated.
"Don't be too sad, there's nothing to be ashamed of losing to an immortal!" Hu Yifan comforted with a stinky fart.
"Are you really a god?"
Yu Xiaoman was still a little skeptical.
Because she knows Hu Yifan too well.
For the sake of the Heavenly Machine, Yu Xiaoman investigated everyone who had been in contact with Su Meier, including Hu Yifan.
Hu Yifan's archives, she can memorize them backwards.
A month ago, he was as ordinary as a passerby, mediocre, without bright spots, and even lived a somewhat sad life.
If Su Meier hadn't given him a Ferrari and attracted his attention, Yu Xiaoman would not have sent someone to investigate him at all.
If he hadn't learned about the inexplicable and unexplained ambiguous relationship between him and Su Meier, which gave rise to his thoughts of seducing him and turning against him, Yu Xiaoman would not have contacted him at all.
With all this, Yu Xiaoman instinctively didn't believe that Hu Yifan was a true immortal.
"Silly girl, who has a second dragon order besides your ancestor in the Heavenly Realm?!"
Hu Yifan's eyes rolled sharply, and he was speechless: "Sister Xiaoman, facts speak louder than words, the evidence is here, you still don't believe it?!"
Yu Xiaoman's eyes lit up: "What Xiaorou said about the Jade Emperor's secret order is also true?"
Hu Yifan nodded, and his tone was very solemn: "I need the support of your Yu family! Don't worry, after the matter is completed, I guarantee that your Yu family will soar from now on, not only will the salted fish turn over, but also jump to the top of the Fengshen Alliance in one fell swoop, and even you and the envoy's sister will fly to the heavenly realm and escape from the mortal world to become immortals, I promise!"
Hu Yifan's flickering made the eyes of the two women brighter and brighter, and even their breathing was a little short.
Ascending to the heavenly realm and breaking away from the mortal world to become immortals, that is the ultimate dream in the hearts of all cultivators!
They never dreamed that there was now a shortcut to Heaven in front of them.
Royal Sister Yu Xiaoman was very decisive, and immediately said: "I need to go back to Yu's house immediately to hold a family meeting!"
Seeing that Yu Xiaoman finally agreed, Hu Yifan was very happy.
With the help of the Yu family, it will be much easier to achieve the task of Tai Platinum Star.
Although he was happy in his heart, he didn't dare to show half of it, Hu Yifan instructed without revealing his face: "Sister Xiaoman, those who do great things must not be benevolent to women, and for those who disagree with the family, they must use thunder means." ”
"I need a Yu family who works together to help me with all my might, not a two-faced, half-hearted Yu family. ”
Yu Xiaoman nodded seriously, and promised quite solemnly: "Don't worry, since the ancestor handed over the dragon transformation order to you, my Yu family will obey your dispatch!"
The three of them discussed in the inner world for a long time, and after everything was explained, Hu Yifan sent the two girls out of the inner world.
Before parting, Hu Yifan suddenly said to Yu Xiaoman: "I hope you don't fight Su Mei'er's idea again." ”
Yu Xiaoman nodded when he heard this.
"I've always had a question. ”
Hu Yifan paused, organized his language, and then asked: "Since you want to find the Heavenly Diagram on Su Mei'er's body, why don't you just tie her up, but instead trouble me?"
"Because we sensed that the Heavenly Diagram was on you!" Yu Xiaoman hesitated for a moment and replied.
"What?"
When Hu Yifan heard this, he was shocked, and he had the expression of a dog.
The heavenly machine is on himself, why doesn't Lao Tzu know?
I couldn't help but ask in confusion: "What do you rely on to sense the Heavenly Diagram?"
"Aren't you a god?"
Yu Xiaoman's face was full of doubts, and he asked rhetorically: "Isn't it easy for you to sense the Heavenly Machine Diagram?"
Seeing Yu Xiaoman's suspicious eyes, Hu Yifan knew that he couldn't continue to ask, and deliberately laughed to cover up the past.
"Haha, I'm just curious about what magic weapon you use to sense the Heavenly Diagram. Of course, this Immortal Jun can easily sense the location of the Heavenly Machine, otherwise this treasure would not be on me, Sister Xiaoman, what do you say?!"
"Humph!"
Yu Xiaoman snorted lightly.
Hu Yifan's smirk to hide his weak heart fell into her eyes, and it was a mocking ridicule.
A mockery that mocked her for how incompetent, how defeated.
"Okay, I know that you are an immortal, you are awesome! No matter how long we ordinary people plan and how well we plan, in the end, we still steal chickens and rice, and you, a true immortal, can easily get it by hooking your hands and bubble girls. ”
After speaking, Yu Xiaoman, who was huffing and huffing, pulled the messenger's sister away without looking back.
Only left, Hu Yifan, with a dog expression, stood in place.
"Nima, why did Lao Tzu offend you again?"
"Dare to turn your face with the gods, how can you ...... What a personality!"
......
Hu Yifan did not return to the Xinyuan community, but shrunk into an inch and came to the rental house.
Because Wang Qianqian has already sent several WeChat messages in a row urging him to come over.
As soon as Hu Yifan entered the room, he found that there was a woman in the room, who was silently, practicing the yoga tantra he taught last night, over and over again.
It is Wang Qianqian, the flower of the Jiangcheng police circle.
The moment Hu Yifan pushed the door in, the woman hadn't come back to her senses, and she was still pouting her fat ~ buttocks and moving.
There is a very Indian-style song playing on the speaker, with a hint of cheerful mood.
Hu Yifan rubbed his nose and said with a smile: "I play with mud in the Northeast, although the Northeast is not big, I don't have a home in Dalian...... What kind of bullshit song is this?"
Seeing Hu Yifan come in, Wang Qianqian stood up happily, and a heart-warming ripple flashed in her eyes.
"Yifan, how am I practicing?"
Wang Qianqian naturally held Hu Yifan's right hand and said happily: "The yoga you teach is really different from the general goods outside, I feel that my whole body is full of strength now!"
The arm rubbed against Wang Qianqian's full towering place, looking at the curves that were more attractive because of the practice of yoga tantra, Hu Yifan's heart couldn't help but swing, and the YU~ fire rose in an instant.
Wang Qianqian suddenly felt numb all over her body, and the feeling of electric shock was sour ~ The itchy feeling was like a tide.
At this moment, Hu Yifan's eyes seemed to flicker with a hint of demonic light, and his eyes swept straight towards her undulating mountains.
In just a few seconds, Wang Qianqian seemed to have experienced a hearty and hysterical joy, like a turbulent tide, wave after wave of stimulation, which made her want to make the most erosive sound.
The strange light in Hu Yifan's eyes became more and more dazzling.
"Ahh
Hu Yifan didn't answer, just looked at her in a daze.
To be honest, this woman in front of me is beautiful.
Goose egg face, willow eyebrows, red cherry small ~ mouth slightly pursed, looking very cute.
Especially at this moment, her messy ~ blouse was curled up and pulled to the lower abdomen, revealing a round and jade little navel, two small protruding sharp grains came out of the thin pink inner and lower parts of the chest, the snow-white and deep *** white flowers were extremely attractive, and the wrinkled shorts revealed a pair of sturdy snow-white big ~ legs, and a touch of heart-pounding black lace was faintly visible at the top of the trouser legs.
"It's so beautiful!" Hu Yifan muttered.
Hearing Hu Yifan's admiration, Wang Qianqian glanced at him coquettishly, and shyly pulled up her long hanging hair, which reflected a charming luster.
"Huh. Qianqian, I just took a look, there are still a few places where your yoga practice is not in place, the root cause is that the body is too hard and not flexible enough!"
Hu Yifan smiled slightly and took Wang Qianqian into his arms. A pair of devil's claws have climbed to the peak of women's land. Shamelessly said: "I'll help you relax your menstruation and invigorate your blood, and enhance your body flexibility!"
Stinky rascal, I obviously want to touch it, but I want to find an excuse for such righteous words!
Wang Qianqian glanced at Hu Yifan, struggling to get rid of Hu Yifan's magic hands, and said coquettishly: "Stinky rascal, stop! Stop, touch again, I will shoot you." ”
"Conscience of heaven and earth, I really want to help you stretch your muscles and invigorate your blood and enhance your body flexibility!"
Hu Yifan said in his mouth, touching it in his hand, without the slightest delay.
Wang Qianqian grabbed Hu Yifan's hand and tried hard to get out.
But Hu Yifan's hands are like iron tongs, and no matter how hard she tries, she can't shake it in the slightest.
This made Wang Qianqian feel frightened.
She has practiced martial arts for many years and rarely met opponents, but now in front of Hu Yifan, she feels that she is so small, as small as an ant!
"Hmm, hmm, hmm......"
The pain in her chest and the frustration in her heart made Wang Qianqian feel sad, and tears poured out involuntarily.
"Qianqian, I'm sorry!"
"Bastard!
Wang Qianqian cried even more fiercely, leaning on Hu Yifan's chest, and constantly beating, "You big bastard, do you knead the dough, so hard! ”
"Uh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I ......"
"You big bastard, although people's martial arts are not as good as yours, but I am not the kind of ~ cheap woman who lets you bully! Do you think that by teaching me martial arts, you can despise me at will?"
"Hu Yifan, I hate you to death! Hmm, hmm, hmm......"
"Qian'er, I'm sorry, I'm ......"
Hu Yifan is not afraid of the sky, not afraid of the earth, even the Jade Emperor dares to scold, but he is only afraid of women crying.
At this time, he was like a child who had done something wrong, and kept apologizing.
At this time, the Indian song playing on the speaker, the tune is still cheerful, and it is playing and singing: "...... Say that you are not tired of pressing, you should hold it, you should press it, the midwinter of Dalian, the midwinter of Dalian, the midwinter of Dalian, the big ...... of Dandan"
Hu Yifan's face was black.
He felt that the lyrics of this divine comedy were so expressive.
The current situation is not exactly "it should be held, it is not forced to be pressed, the balls are big"!
......