The blue sky, the white clouds, the silent mountains and forests, the desolate post road.

Nine tall horses, pulling a magnificent and strange carriage, galloped quickly from south to north.

The carriage was bizarre, it was tall and big and long, like a small palace in motion.

The frame is even more bizarre, because there is no coachman on it, and the nine tall horses are completely free-range.

It stands to reason that they should run in all directions, but at this time they are unusually regular, as if an invisible force is restraining them, so that they can only line up in a straight row, along the post road to the north, rushing towards the wind, and even the tips of the feet and hooves of the limbs seem to be stepping on the air.

In the carriage, there are tables, chairs, and beds.

A beautiful woman with peerless elegance sat straight on the bed, holding a crystal clear purple grape in her hand, and was happily sending it to the mouth of a young man.

The boy smiled, his head resting on the plump thighs of the pretty woman, and while he took the grapes in his mouth, he ate the tender and moist flesh in one bite, and pushed the seeds out of his mouth.

The pretty woman's other hand was already prepared, and at the moment when the young man pushed the seeds out, he caught them with his delicate palm, and then flicked them, and the seeds fell into the small table opposite the soft collapse.

There is a delicate small pot on the table, and at this moment, in the small pot, almost the seeds are spread on the bottom of the pot.

The pretty woman is not an outsider, it is the heir of Cihang Jingzhai who was officially named Zhang San's first maid.

Yan Jingxin was very annoyed at the moment, she wanted to take out the thin sword in her sleeve several times and stab it hard, stabbing the smiling face of this nasty guy in her leg a hundred holes, but she desperately stopped at the most critical moment.

Why?

Because it doesn't help!

This guy's mind is too sharp, and his eyes are even more penetrating, and every time she wants to make a move, she can see a strange smile in this guy's eyes, as if encouraging her to stab.

"Hmph! This girl is not fooled. ”

Yan Jingxin secretly snorted coldly, although she has been called by this guy like a maid for a few days, but at least this guy is quite well-behaved and hasn't done much to her, but if she really stabs this sword, not to mention whether she can pierce this guy's thick skin, the good days will come to an end, for sure.

Even if this guy doesn't break out and rectify her on the spot, just let her change her job, she will definitely not be able to stand it.

Thinking of this, Yan Jingxin's heart trembled inexplicably, and she couldn't help but cast her eyes on Zhang San's lower body.

Where.....

Fu Yaohong, the second master of the Yin Kui Sect and the femme fatale in the eyes of the world, is using her silky and boneless little hands to pinch the bastard's feet at this moment.

That's not all, this shameless woman, while pinching and not forgetting to revel in the charming smile, from time to time the two huge ones on her chest stepped forward, squeezing and kneading back and forth on the two big feet of this bastard....

This scene, Yan Jing's heart exploded, and he felt extremely disgusting with dirt.

What if this guy asks me to pinch his feet?

What if this bastard asks me to massage him with that too?

Thinking like this in her heart, Yan Jingxin's rebellious thoughts were instantly extinguished, and she looked down at the two green grapefruits on her chest, and she wanted to cry without tears.

"Little girl, your master doesn't know how to name it, your name is meditation, but your heart is not quiet at all. ”

At the moment when Yan Jingxin gave up resisting, Zhang San, who was pillowed between her legs, smiled, first made a joke, and said lightly in Yan Jingxin's inexplicable expression.

"In three days, you have released murderous aura nine times, and you have used the sword in your sleeve six times, and you have even held the sword in your hand three times, but you have not given up in the middle of it, do you know?

The words were indifferent, but they were like thunder on the ground, making Yan Jingxin's face pale in an instant.

"He knows everything?"

Yan Jingxin shuddered, lowered her head in horror, and ...... It was Zhang San's handsome face that seemed to be smiling.

"Boom !!!"

Yan Jingxin's mind was blank, she saw conquest in Zhang San's eyes, saw frivolity, and saw Zhang San's desire to strip her of her and ravage her.

At this moment, she felt like a lamb to the slaughter, weak... Extremely.

"Ah, Holy Lord, she wants to assassinate you, kill her quickly, this kind of woman can't stay. ”

With an exclamation, breaking the tranquility of the carriage, Fu Yaohong stood up viciously, staring at Yan Jingxin deadly, eager to tear this vicious woman apart immediately.

Why?

Why could this fake tall flat-chested woman hold the Holy Lord in her arms. You can also flirt with the Holy Lord.

And she has such a good figure and is so sexy, but she can only be reduced to a pinching of her feet.

As soon as she thought of this, Fu Yaohong was full of murderous spirits, and she was about to make a direct attack on Yan Jingxin regardless of everything.

"Scream something, continue to pinch your feet. ”

A frown, instantly extinguishing Fu Yaohong's murderous aura, Zhang San glanced at her indifferently, his face softened slightly, "Hmm, I'm very satisfied with your service, continue." ”

"Yes, the slave family must serve the Holy Lord comfortably. ”

After receiving the compliment, Fu Yaohong suddenly smiled, smiled smugly at Yan Jing, and sat down directly at Zhang San's feet.

This time she's more direct.

Directly lift Zhang San's feet and put them on her legs, and then lay down his body, so that the fullness of his chest hangs directly between Zhang San's feet, swaying from side to side and rubbing it.

This scene......

After watching the horror, he calmed down..... Eye.. Stare at.. Mouth.. Stupid!

"I'm still stunned for what, bring the papaya over there, I want to eat it. ”

With a soft drink, interrupting Mu Ne, who was meditating, Zhang San turned his mouth to Nunu at the small table not far in front of him, and motioned for her to open the papaya.

"Oooh. ”

Yan Jingxin hurriedly nodded with a red face, turned her head in a daze, and went to take the papaya on the table, peeled and sliced it in one go, and then brought it up, and it was already on the plate.

"Dead rascals, stinky rascals, don't be ashamed...."

Scolding fiercely in his heart, Yan Jingxin no longer dared to look at Zhang San's lower body, pinched a piece of papaya and sent it to Zhang San's mouth.

Don't want to....

Zhang San didn't eat it at all, but asked her to eat the whole plate, "You have performed well in the past few days, this plate of papaya will reward you, just to make up for it." ”

Zhang Sannunu's mouth and smile was very strange, which made Yan Jingxin, who was a little moved, inexplicable.

What to make up?

Can eating a plate of papaya increase your strength?

According to Zhang San's instructions, Yan Jingxin was eating papaya piece by piece, while secretly thinking.

Soon, the papaya was finished.

Yan Jingxin looked at Zhang San as if he was explaining, and happened to meet a pair of ill-intentioned eyes.

The look in his eyes was very strange, and he looked at her chest with a smile rather than a smile.

"Well, nothing has changed, we have to keep trying. After some comment, Zhang San slowly closed his eyes.

At this time, Yan Jingxin was a little confused.

She recalled Zhang San's lustful eyes just now, and then chanted Zhang San's remarks just now, and then looked at the papaya skin in the garbage basket....

Yan Jingxin lowered her head, and she saw a pair of small green pomelos on her chest again.

"Ah, rascals!!"

A scream resounded through the clouds.........

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(End of chapter)