The warm sunlight shining on his body made people drowsy, Zhang Dongming barely opened his eyes, a large white glittering lake surface was sparkling, and there was a faint flower in front of his shining eyes, he clearly remembered that he was eaten by the black rhino horn that condensed into a ball, and then fell into the river, fell into the whirlpool of the big lake, and the crazy rotation seemed to grind his whole body into flesh and blood, and now the internal organs are still entangled in a ball, twisted into a strange-looking twist, shaking slightly, he can clearly feel that the twist is slowly stretching, as if to return to its original position。 Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The black god attribute board in his mind was condensed into a small black brand, and the figure of a faint person appeared on it, very vague and indistinguishable, a tiny point of light flashing with earthy yellow light was suspended below the small brand, and a blood-red silk thread extended from the point of light tightly wrapped around the small brand, and the small black brand was dragged like a kite in his mind, and the black smoke in his mind dissipated, and it seemed to be a lot wider all of a sudden.

The body also has weight, not light and fluttering, very literally lying on the ground, muddy water spreads to the mouth, and the fishy taste pours into the nasal cavity, all of which show that he is still alive and well.

The whole body fell apart and couldn't find the focus point, and it was very difficult to even move, so I could only lie motionless on the ground, watching the river gush up and cover my nostrils and mouth, and then retreat and expose again. It's a lot like practicing swimming when you were a child, taking a deep breath and submerging in the water, and when you can't hold it anymore, you come out of the water and take a breath.

In front of me is a big river, you can vaguely see the other side of the river, and the place where you are is a gentle river beach, fine mud and sand, flat as a mirror, you can see the river mussels climbing up from the river with a heavy shell on the mud and sand ground crawling out of a straight line.

Zhang Dongming was now watching a river mussel slowly climb up the river beach, swaying the two buttoned shells and swaying up, spitting blisters and crawling all the way away in front of his eyes.

Then a pair of small bare feet appeared in front of him, and the unbridled river mussel was pinched by a small hand.

Lying on the ground, he couldn't even lift his head, he could only see below his ankles, and he couldn't hear the sound when he stepped on the fine mud and sand, and he felt that the little feet were turning around him in half a circle.

Zhang Dongming was a little shy, looking at the little feet should be a child, at this time he was washed by the river smooth and slippery, not an inch, being watched by a child, which was very embarrassing.

There were two feet on the buttocks, and the voice of a childish little girl sounded: "Dead or alive, can you squeak?"

There is always a stage when children are disgusted with dogs, and the children around him should be too, Zhang Dongming was powerless to raise his head, and he didn't know whether it should be a squeak, or shouting for help, taking advantage of the river water to surge, he exhaled a breath vigorously, splashing a small wave.

"It's alive, and finally I was able to catch one. ”

Zhang Dongming felt that something might be wrong, the black figure blocked the sun, his hair was grabbed by a hand, he lifted it up hard, his head was dragged up hard, and then his eyes darkened, and a black face appeared, full of scorched yellow hair, entangled on his head, I don't know how long it had not been washed, twisted into wisps of it, the little nose was sunken inward, two thick lips, nine or ten years old, and a broken piece of linen was draped on his body. A pair of triangular eyes tilted their heads to look at Zhang Dongming.

"You're sent by the enemy, aren't you?"

Zhang Dongming was a little confused, as if this little girl who was so ugly that she was at her grandmother's house hoped that Zhang Dongming was sent by the enemy. Zhang Dongming shook his head and said, "I'm not, I accidentally fell into the water." ”

"If you say you are, I'll let you go. "The little girl is very persistent and persuasive.

"I'm not!"

"Well, you're stubborn, and you'll admit in a moment that you've been sent by the enemy. After the little girl finished speaking, she dragged Zhang Dongming up from the river.

The black, thin and withered little girl didn't expect her strength to be small, she dragged one of Zhang Dongming's arms, easily dragged Zhang Dongming up, put her back on the ground, and found a small wooden stick with thick fingers out of nowhere, a pair of small triangular eyes flashed with a malicious smile, and used the small wooden stick to go all the way down from Zhang Dongming's chest.

"What are you going to do?"

"Haha," the little girl looked up to the sky and laughed, "Get rid of the little stick under you, and then stick the wooden stick into your **!"

Zhang Dongming moved his body vigorously, eager to strangle the ugly little girl in front of him, adults are not so evil, people are ugly and weird, like this big ugly, ugly ghost thing with an even uglier soul, should be thrown into the urinal and drowned as soon as he was born.

There was a blast of bone friction, and the pain was so sore that she couldn't use any strength, and the little girl held the small wooden stick all the way down, already pointing to her navel, paused a little and continued to slide down.

"I admit that I was sent by the enemy, you can let me go!"

"I know that you are sent by the enemy," the little girl said very seriously, "I will judge you on behalf of the village." ”

Zhang Dongming felt that he had fallen into a trap, and if he didn't admit that he was sent by the enemy, he would become a eunuch, and he would suffer inhuman treatment, and if he admitted that he was sent by the enemy, he would be judged. The little bastard is blocked at both ends.

Women are so wicked!

Chen Lu is like this, so is the female god successor of the Scaly Wing Clan, and so is the little girl who is only a teenager in front of her.

"As the greatest warrior in the village, I want you to know that every bad guy who offends the village will suffer the worst punishment! Surrender quickly, you bare-chested warrior sent by the enemy, I will give you a chance to challenge me, if you can defeat me, I will give you food, let you die with a whole body of glory, if you fail, then you will always belong to me and become my most humble slave!"

After the little girl finished speaking, she took off the piece of linen on her body, revealing a dirty tight clothes inside, punched and stretched her legs for a while, and pounced on Zhang Dongming, and a powerful force erupted in her small body, picking up Zhang Dongming horizontally and falling to the ground, and her little knees were pushed against Zhang Dongming's stomach from the bottom up.

Bang! The already entangled and chaotic internal organs are even more disordered, Zhang Dongming feels that if he continues to shake, his body cavity will become a ball of broth.

"Admit defeat!" The little girl only has two white feet, which is related to her haunting the river, and now her white feet are stepping on Zhang Dongming's neck, and she shouted very arrogantly.

"Admit defeat!" Zhang Dongming lacks the heroism he should have, as a man, he dies standing and never lies down to live, but the little otaku who has been devastated by the perfect era, he doesn't think there is anything wrong with surrendering when he is in a downturn, and he thinks viciously in his heart, when Lao Tzu recovers, see how I clean up your little yellow-haired girl. Besides, the little girl's methods are too dirty, and she can't be calm in the face of a powerful hero who cuts the cock and stabs the buttocks!

The little girl danced like she had won a battle, carried Zhang Dongming and walked towards the embankment, picked up a small leather bucket placed next to her with a flick of her little feet, reached out to catch it, and swayed all the way to the village.

Seven or eight mussels collided with each other in small leather buckets, making a clicking sound.