The night was deep, and the moon was as cool as water.

The small building is brightly lit.

In the distance, you can hear the sweet laughter and coquettish sounds of the girls, as well as a very strong and mysterious sound of flesh and flesh colliding, ecstasy screams and moans, and men's gasps,......。

When they walked into the small building, they always had a smile on their faces, a kind of extremely seductive, ecstatic, and charming...... This smile, like the curse of evil spirits and the blessing of God, has been deeply seared on their bodies, seeping into the marrow and into the soul.

The demons and God did not only care for their faces, but also for their bodies.

Their bodies are feminine, delicate, delicate, slender, plump, firm, .......

Most normal men will become fierce, thirsty, and needy when they see them, and their breathing will become rapid, and even their crotch will change dramatically in an instant, and then they will easily get ecstasy, sweetness, and pleasure, and they can no longer tell whether it is heaven or hell in their bodies.

If it's hell, why don't they have a trace of pain and sorrow in their bodies?

If it is heaven, why do they fall like dead flesh and are weak, prostration, tired, ......empty, empty, the whole body and soul seem to be empty, as if they have been hollowed out alive by evil spirits.

When they leave them, they will often be lovesick, flustered, crazy, lonely, empty, disgusting, and they don't even know what they are, what to do, how to ...... them, and they will not become like lonely ghosts and walking corpses without them?

Their youth lives in such heaven and hell, as if they can't leave here, they are needed here, they also need here, they will leave here without food, starve to death.

The lust is dead, the breath is flat, and the hair crosses the snake-like girl on the body, the snake-like girl who has not yet been satisfied. I put on a dress and walked out, but I walked back again, and I added two more pieces before I went out.

Maybe most men will have this kind of problem, and they will become afraid of cold after experiencing this kind of thing.

The cold slanting moon, the lonely sword god.

Jin Yubo was holding a rock sugar gourd in his hand, and he was quietly staring at the oblique moon, the cold oblique moon.

There was no trace of vitality in his eyes, as if he was quietly and obsessively talking about lovesickness and pain to the cold oblique moon.

Mao Heng looked at him, and his eyes showed indescribable pity.

He said, "Are we friends? ”

Jin Yubo said: "Yes. ”

Mao Hengdao: "Friends before? ”

Jin Yubo said: "Yes. ”

Mao Heng said: "Will you be friends in the future?" ”

Jin Yubo said: "Yes. ”

Mao Heng said: "We will always be friends? Forever? ”

Jin Yubo said: "Yes. ”

Mao Heng said: "Since we are friends, then we must be sincere with each other, right?" ”

Jin Yubo said: "Yes. ”

Mao Heng said: "Then there shouldn't be a secret between us?" ”

Jin Yubo said: "Yes. ”

Mao Heng said: "You never wanted to find someone to help you before, and you didn't want to owe someone a favor to death?" ”

Jin Yubo said: "Yes. ”

Mao Heng said: "But you're looking for us now?" ”

Jin Yubo said: "Yes. ”

Mao Hengdao: "Why? ”

Jin Yubo's eyes showed a look of pain, a pain that went deep into the bone marrow and soul.

He stared quietly at the cold slanting moon, and his eyes became indescribably gloomy and powerless.

Mao Heng said: "You must be in great trouble to come to us, but you don't want us to do any harm, don't you?" ”

Jin Yubo was silent, and the pain in his eyes was even stronger.

Mao Heng said: "The man who slept with your wife is dead." ”

He didn't let Jin Yubo speak, and continued: "But you didn't kill it, because you love your wife too much to do this, and you're not that kind of person." ”

Jin Yubo was silent.

"You are in a hurry to find all the seven swords, did you promise someone something? I don't want others to wait too long. Mao Heng's pupils contracted, and he said, "Did you promise someone else to duel?" ”

Jin Yubo's face was suddenly distorted and deformed from excessive pain, and the cold sweat on his forehead slipped like a bean.

Mao Heng trembled and said, "There are not many people in the world who make you jealous, is it him?" ”

Mao Heng's mouth was already bitter, so bitter that he couldn't face it and couldn't bear it.

Jin Yubo said: "It's him, the spear god, lifeless." ”