Gradually, it became colder and colder every day, and before I knew it, I was entering the depths of winter. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Outside the ancient city of Guyuan, the boundless gray and yellow earth has been lifeless, the grass and trees are withered, and the ground that has been torn apart inch by inch is dry and stiffer than freezing, and not even a single snow has fallen this year. At this time, a terrible epidemic began to spread in the city, and one by one it was slowly spreading to the common people, and everyone's expectations for snow were increasing day by day.

In the evening, when it was dusk, the green ring lights in the red luminous ring above the huge Guyuan City were quietly lit, circling their own city. On the Battlefield of the Tribulation, the Purple Grass King, who was tightly squeezed by the two slippery stones, still shook his head restlessly, and repeated its cold incantation from time to time in the direction of the city:

I will not destroy the city, but the city will destroy itself.

When the city is destroyed again, I will be born again!

At the moment of the night, a faint light lit up the side of Miaonu Street, into the bead street, and in every corner of the city, lighting up the highest piece of Dongxue Hall. What is enjoying in the hall at this time is not yesterday's Pang Yuexiang, nor is there a beautiful girl like a flower, but only a bitter and boring stand-in Erbao is loyal and willing to obey his orders.

"The main guard! The main guard! A group of herbs from outside the mansion asked to see them!"

Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and the cook rushed in and said at a loss.

Hearing this, Er Bao hurriedly jumped out of bed, straightened up and paced around the house, recalling the three main words that the city lord had instructed him next to the pyre in front of the bathing room in Xiaoyao Village, one of which was:

"After returning to Guyuan City, I lured the owner of the village to go to the long pine forest to practice. You will stay in the city on my behalf, but in the name of the city lord's self-cultivation and retreat, you will not receive outsiders!"

Erbao turned around and raised his finger and said to the cook:

"Tell those beauties that the city lord is cultivating and recuperating, and he hasn't seen any visitors recently!"

The herbs outside the city government originally wanted to tease the city lord and provoke the city lord to be very sad so that the next goose feather snow would relieve the dry weather and kill the epidemic, but they were unexpectedly treated so coldly, so they showed disdain and said:

"It turns out that the city lord is incompetent!"

"Oh, the city lord is in danger, wilting and not standing!"

"Oh, the city lord has been drained of his essence, and he has no face to see!"

"Haha......"

The beauties outside the mansion laughed at the cook after sneering, which made him very embarrassed, and returned to Dongxue Hall to tell the main guard what he said.

When Erbao heard this, he was very angry, but he also understood the complexity of the situation, and quietly recalled the second paragraph of the city lord's command:

"At any time, outsiders are not allowed to damage the reputation of the city lord!"

"But what can I do with a group of herbs? I can't beat it, I can't scold it......"

Erbao was very worried, thinking left and right and shouting.

"What else did the lord say to you?"

Kitchen staff remind.

Erbao was stunned suddenly, his eyes blinked involuntarily, and he hesitantly raised his hand to scratch his face, and said:

"If you encounter a very difficult visitor, you can use your own body to prove the strength of the city lord when necessary!"

As soon as the words came out, he covered his mouth tightly, unable to believe what he had just said, and remembered the ridicule of the beauties outside the house:

"The lord of the castle is incompetent...... Wilted but not straight...... Drained of the essence ......"

Combined with that sentence:

"If necessary, you can use your own flesh to prove the strength ......of the city lord!

Erbao pondered these two sentences repeatedly, and gradually his body became hot, and suddenly he couldn't help himself, and shouted:

"Hurry up and call the herbs upstairs—"

When the cook heard this, he was a little dumbfounded, and he didn't know whether the main guard was right or wrong, so he slowly moved back and invited the beauties to enter one by one, and the rest waited outside the hall.

Erbao Erlang looked intently at the first Fangcao who entered the hall with his legs on, and when he saw him coming with his hands behind his back, he asked:

"What is your specialty?"

This herb smiled and pulled out a small guqin from behind her and said:

"Contemptible girls can play music!"

"Yes?"

Erbao immediately came to Xingxing, got up and walked to her side, and shook his arms obscenely for half a week, and hurriedly shouted,

"Bounce one!"

The first herb immediately put one knee on the ground, rested the piano flat on the other knee and reveled intoxicated, playing a beautiful music.

Erbao was immediately happy, put his left hand around her waist, and tied her legs with his right hand and went straight to the bed.

Outside the hall, the cooks and the herbs heard the fierce banging and shouting and shouting......

"The city lord is really invincible! The sister inside is happy to die!"

Zhong Fangcao sighed.

After a while, the wind and waves in the hall calmed down, and the sound of a conversation between the two came out:

"City Lord, people haven't enjoyed it yet!"

It was clearly the first herb to complain.

"Okay, okay, the city lord will give it back!"

As soon as the words fell, the hall surged again.

At this time, the little cook stood outside the door and bowed his head and was silent.

I don't know how long it has been, the first Fangcao is content, runs out with a smile on his face, and quickly shoots another one in after seeing the other sisters.

Erbao sat on the edge of the bed and tidied up his clothes, and when he saw the second Fangcao, he raised his head and asked:

"What expertise do you have?"

"Back to the city lord, the contemptible girl can sing!"

The second Fangcao replied, her voice soft and sweet.

"Yes?"

Hearing this, Erbao hurriedly got up, and when he came to the front of him, he circled his body for half a week and shouted with obscene eyes and ears,

"Sing one!"

The second Fangcao immediately opened his mouth tightly, slowly, high and low, short and long, and released a song, the song was like a spring water in the deep mountains, which made people never forget it for a lifetime.

Erbao couldn't help but be excited, rushed to her side, hugged her back with one hand, supported her round buttocks with the other, and got on the bed.

Outside the hall, I heard the sound of a landslide cracking again, and it took a long time to calm down.

"The city lord is too powerful, it seems that we all have a share!"

Zhong Fangcao said hypocritically.

"City Lord, people still want to reminisce about it!"

The second herb pleaded.

After a pause, the echo of the two treasures came from the hall:

"No, no, there are a lot of sisters out there, let's go back next time!"

The second herb then unhappily pulled the door and walked out, pushing the other herb in.

The cook looked at everything around him, a little puzzled, but he couldn't see through anything.

The third Fangcao stood in the center of the hall, and saw the "city lord" leaning on the quilt and half-lying at the head of the bed, secretly happy in his heart.

"Are you different?"

Erbao asked a little tiredly as he stretched out a finger and pointed in her direction.

"Girls can dance!"

The third place, Yerba Cao, replied very cheerfully.

"Yes?"

Erbao tried a few times, sat up on the edge of the bed with his hands, got down to the ground with difficulty, opened his arms and wrapped his body around his body for half a week, and said:

"Jump, jump a ......"

The charming figure of the third Fangcao instantly fluttered like a flying fairy, as light as a swallow, so that Erbao couldn't catch up.

"You, you're the naughtiest, haha......"

Although Erbao felt laborious, the more he chased, the more energetic he became. When the third herb dancer passed by the bed, he kicked her down and pushed her down on the top of the bed!

Soon, an unprecedented vibration, shouting and shouting were heard outside the hall, making the doors of the hall tremble!

After about ten minutes, when the rain had cleared in the hall, the third herb asked softly:

"City Lord, are you alright?"

"No, no problem...... No ......"

An extremely faint echo of the two treasures came from inside.

"Then, let's do it again!"

The third place, Yerba Cao, seemed to be still in high spirits.

"No—"

Erbao immediately exhaled with all his strength.

Immediately afterwards, the grass outside the hall swarmed in, shouting:

"City Lord, come again!"

"Come on again, the city lord! The city lord is the most powerful. ”

"City Lord, let's do it together!"

"Ahh

Erbao immediately rolled off the bed, knelt on the ground and quickly kowtowed and begged:

"Sisters, spare your life, spare the city lord this time, spare me! City lord, no......"

Seeing that all the herbs were still around, Erbao was so frightened that he cried loudly!

"Hey, crying. ”

"The lord of the city is crying!"

"It's successful, the city lord is crying, the city lord is very sad, let's go!"

The herbs shouted and dispersed.

When they were all out of the city, the cooks closed the door in a rage.

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