Chapter 416 Beasts are inferior

Yama was awakened by a chill and dampness, and he felt as if he was in icy water, and he felt like he was in the middle of ice. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Ahh......h

There is no longer a warm tent around, and there are no two petite and tender ketones, instead of a muddy, sewage mixed with mud, like a stinky ditch, I lie in it gorgeously, enjoying the "fly-like" treatment.

"Who's going to do it to me?" said a carp that spun over and splattered the sewage, and if some layman saw it, he would think he was playing with performance art early in the morning.

Regardless of the messy and wet on his body, Yama looked around, and finally saw the tent ten meters away, faintly filled with a warm current, warm as spring, you can clearly see Baimei and Qianjiao The two little girls hugged each other tightly, with a warm and comfortable smile on their faces, as if they had dreamed of their male god in a dream.

"Hmph, it must be Baimei's little girl who did it in the middle of the night. Yan Luo rolled his eyes and had a guess, he slept too heavily last night, and felt that someone was turning his body, when he was in a deep sleep, his spirit was dazed, and he simply thought that a certain little girl was restless and pressed on himself, so he ignored it, who would have thought that it would cause such a "bad result" now.

I'm so innocent.

"Baimei!" Yan Luo's eyes were fixed, gritting his teeth, looking at Baimei, who was sleeping in the tent in the dark, and her saliva was flowing for 3,000 feet, her mind was racing, and countless thoughts flashed to her mind about how to punish this naughty and cunning little girl.

Yan Luo is now able to think and think freely, no wonder Bai Mei didn't raise any objections when he proposed to sleep with the three of them last night, so happily agreed, at that time he was still very excited for a while, thinking that he was really already those Bai Mei, the cunning little girl like a fox, but now, the cruel truth told himself that people are difficult to dismantle.

What made Yama even more miserable was that it rained heavily in the second half of last night, thunder and lightning, wind and rain, and he was bathed in the torrential rain gorgeously without knowing anything, which is why he has the appearance of a beggar now!

"Fortunately, the master of this palace has a strong body, if ordinary people are drenched in the rainstorm overnight, there will only be half a life left if they don't die. Yama comforted himself with self-praise.

But he ignored a question, it rained so hard last night, and he never woke up?

After taking a shower by the lake and changing into clean and comfortable clothes, Yama walked back to the tent, holding his right arm with his left hand, touching his chin with his right hand, pretending to be a contemplative, staring straight at Bai Mei who was still sleeping with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and countless thoughts flashed in his heart.

"You little girl, you dare to tease the palace master! If you don't give you a little punishment, you really don't treat the palace master as your boss!" After half a sound, the corners of Yan Luo's mouth curled, and he came up with a way to "punish him slightly".

Yama broke off a branch from a nearby tree, sharpened one end, squatted at the door of the tent and began to draw a picture of a beautiful woman on the ground.

Because of the heavy rain, the soil on the ground is very loose, and you can leave traces with a random stroke.

Yama's painter, needless to say, once drew a tempting blood-spurting picture in three minutes during college, and hung it on the school's bulletin board and was admired and worshiped by all the boys in the school.

In addition, with the improvement of strength, brain development promotes a great improvement in spirit, and the spirit is poured into the picture, his painting has a bit of moving charm, and it is about to come out vividly.

An hour later, he only used a small branch to paint a picture of a beautiful woman in front of the tent on the ground within a radius of 100 meters.

Forehead...... To be more precise, it should be ***!

And in the *** all over the place, the heroines are all the same person-Baimei!

In the painting, some of them are in the posture of supporting ORZ, pouting their buttocks high, looking back at him, with tears in their eyes, and a look of hunger and thirst. Some are arranged as W, tied into zongzi, and their eyes are also gloomy, and their desires are difficult to fill......

In short, there are all kinds of gestures, and they are endless. But they all looked the same: tearful, thirsty, and burning......

Yama, with a "heart of revenge" against Baimei, has completely become the king of YY within an hour.

But then again, his paintings, they are really very level, and each one of them is ecstatic. Under his strong and lascivious spiritual cultivation, the Baimei in the painting is lifelike and pitiful. Teaching people to just take a look, they feel a spring desire rushing to their faces, incomparably seductive, incomparably crazy.

If these paintings are circulated, they will immediately become the treasures of the pervert world, and they will immediately be regarded as heirloom treasures by countless beauty lovers. If it spreads to the earth and is seen by the grandmaster of the photography world, Mr. Chen, he will wash his hands from this golden basin and withdraw from the rivers and lakes.

There's no way, Mr. Chen's works and Yama's works are incomparable. Mr. Chen's works can only make people feel happy at most, while Yan Luo's works can directly make people hurt their bodies, or even die.

"Tut, each one is a hand-me-down, this look, this posture, this calf, this crisp breast......" Yama Luo looked at his work, praised it, and was about to continue to draw another '**** picture', when he suddenly felt a burst of vigilance in his heart, his heartbeat accelerated instantly, and then he sensed a slight movement in the tent behind him.

"It's not good! we have to destroy the evidence immediately!" Yan Luohu's body was shocked, and a mysterious light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and his right hand turned into a palm and pressed it lightly on the ground.

The ground trembled slightly, and a palm force spread out in all directions, forming a shock wave that spread out in all directions, like a bulldozer that swept everything, and the fruits of Yama's labor for an hour, those beautiful pictures that were enough to be handed down, disappeared without a trace, and ceased to exist.

Just when Yama had just finished destroying the evidence, the tent door behind him opened, and Bai Mei poked out her little head, looking a little confused, and looked at Yama with a wink.

"Morning, Baimei, why don't you sleep for a while?" Yan Luoxiu turned around, put his hands behind his back, and showed a hearty and decent smile on his face, greeting Baimei with a frank face, and he didn't see anything unusual at all.

"Hmm......" Bai Mei rubbed her eyes with her little hand and stared at Yama Luo for a long time before she slowly spoke, "Palace Master, do you remember what you did to us last night?"

"Nani??"