The woman pretended not to hear, but she was still caressing the harp. It seems that the little perverted woman who is being chased by the white horse drunk is not her daughter, but just a dispensable stranger.

The life and death of a stranger has nothing to do with the woman. The woman didn't even open her closed eyes.

At the beginning of the sword, he recognized a white horse drunk with true qi dancing like flames, a murderous face, and a bloody dress in his dress. I can't help but remember the conversation between the woman and the little pervert I heard at the bottom of the mountain.

Judging from the current situation, it should be that she went to Luoyang to kill the little pervert who was drunk on the white horse for no reason, and the conspiracy was ruined. The little perverted girl succeeded in angering the white horse drunk, and then she was retaliated by the white horse drunk.

At the beginning of the sword, it could be seen from the blood stains on the white horse's drunken dress that the white horse drunk should have also suffered a lot of injuries, but the wound seemed to have healed.

"Mother, stop playing, your daughter is dying..."

The little perverted woman who rushed up was panting and sweating profusely. Without thinking about it, he pounced directly into the Yating, and the kitten generally hid behind the woman.

The white horse was drunk and angry, and wanted to rush into the pavilion, but suddenly heard a familiar dragon roar in his ears, and a black shadow was already in front of the white horse drunk.

The white horse was drunk, and his body suddenly jumped wildly, and his body retreated sharply.

The black dragon slowly walked in front of the pavilion. Like a ferocious wolfdog ready to attack, it let out a burst of whispering moans.

Obviously, the voice was warning the visitor to be honest, and if he took a step forward, it would be furious.

The white horse drunk, who almost disappeared with the three emperor shadows of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty Tomb, had a huge shadow on this black dragon with great sword power.

Although the white horse drunk recovered from his injuries and his cultivation increased greatly for no reason, the white horse drunk did not dare to offend the black dragon for half a point. As a blind eye, he shouted at the little perverted woman hiding behind the woman, "Demon girl, come out and die-"

The way the white horse drunk said this sentence was like a little perverted girl standing downstairs in the drunken fang and asking the white horse to get drunk and die. The difference is that the white horse drunk has no forked waist, no scolding on the street, just a vibrating gun.

The little perverted woman hiding behind the woman was bending over and pressing her hands on her knees, panting heavily, and still expressing her experience of escaping death: "Scared to death grandma, scared to death grandma..."

Hearing Bai Ma's arrogant shout, his breath calmed down a little, and he had a little perverted girl with his mother as his backer, so he responded without showing weakness: "There is a kind of you coming in, you yin and yang person who is neither male nor female——"

Jian Zhizhi, who was standing far away, frowned, and repeated the shocking words of the little perverted woman in a low voice: "Yin and Yang people who are not men and women?"

Bai Ma drunk and gasped violently, and shouted, "You come out!"

The little pervert also gasped and responded, "You come in!"

"You come out!"

"You come in!"

"Demon girl, come out for me!"

"Yin and Yang people, come in for grandma!"

"If you come out, I can make you die a happy death!"

"Come in, grandma can leave you a whole corpse!"

...

Jian Zhi listened to the two shouting in a daze, only to feel that the originally murderous and amazing scene suddenly became funny.

It wasn't until the woman finished the song that she opened her beautiful eyes, sighed leisurely, and interrupted the shouting of the two of them: "Se'er, there are guests from afar, are you happy?" ”

The little pervert was stunned. Not answering Bai Ma's drunken words, he hurriedly explained to the woman: "Mother, if I go out, she will kill me." ”

The woman lowered her head and gently plucked her fingers over the sound of the piano, looking like she had nothing to do with herself, hanging high.

A sentence that almost made the sword's eyes fall to the ground, and even the white horse was drunk, blurted out from the woman's mouth lightly: "Then you will let her kill." ”

The little perverted girl was like being struck by lightning, her mouth was open, and she couldn't speak for a long time.

She suspected she had misheard. This is her own mother, which mother would let her daughter die?

But she was convinced that she had heard correctly. The mother's words were not only very clear, but also deliberately spoke very slowly, as if she was afraid that she would hear it wrong.

The woman turned her eyes, looked at the little perverted girl, and ordered unhappily: "Why don't you go quickly?"

The little perverted girl cried with a sad face, pulled the woman's sleeve, and begged for mercy: "Mother, I am your daughter, you only have me..."

The woman was unmoved: "It is precisely because you are the daughter of your mother that your mother let you go, why are you so unenlightened?"

When the little pervert heard this, she burst into tears...

In that way, it is like a bear child who is about to be punished by his father and mother when he gets into trouble, and can only escape punishment by crying, rolling on the ground, and throwing sideways.

Who would have thought that as a woman who was a little perverted girl, she didn't eat the little perverted girl at all; she stiffened her face and said impatiently: "Woo woo wow wow, it's noisy!"

With a wave of his sleeve, he directly waved the little colored girl in the air and drew a graceful arc and fell into the cliff behind the Yating.

The cliffs behind the pavilion are rolling in the clouds, and the depths are bottomless, and I don't know what place is below. I could only hear the little perverted girl who was waved down, and let out a miserable cry of "ah-", the sound changed from big to small, from small to nothing, and it dragged on for a long time, and it took several blinks of an eye to disappear from the clouds.

Jian Zhi looked at this scene, his Adam's apple kept sliding a few times, and a question welled up in his heart: "Is this really a mother and daughter?"

The white horse drunk held a silver spear, stared at a pair of eyes, looked at the cliff where the little perverted girl fell, then looked at the woman sitting upright, and then looked at the cliff where the little perverted girl fell, and then looked at the woman;

A dress that seemed to hide a strong wind gradually fell. Murderous and angry, all disappeared unconsciously.

As soon as the woman raised her eyes full of amorous eyes, she glanced at the white horse drunken from afar, took the feather fan placed on the side of the piano, and got up leisurely and walked out of the pavilion: "Miss Baima, are you still satisfied?"

Hakuba was drunk and didn't answer.

Faced with the woman who swept her daughter off the cliff, she didn't know how to answer.

"If the girl is not satisfied, I can send her down the cliff to have a look, and the girl can reward the little girl with a few hundred shots until the girl is satisfied. ”

The woman walked up slowly with a feather fan, and her cheeks were full of smiles, as if nothing had happened.

Bai Ma came back to his senses drunk, took a few steps back, and replied in a lost voice: "No need, no need, I don't have such a big hatred with her..."

I sighed in my heart, this world is so big, it is really strange, if this woman is really the mother of the demon girl, the demon girl is only afraid that she will suffer this retribution after eight lifetimes of sin.

Thinking of this, Bai Ma sighed secretly.

She actually had some sympathy for the enchantress who had almost killed her. With such a strange mother, it is not surprising that the demon girl can have such habits today; this woman is like a mother, this is clearly a freak who is afraid that her daughter can live well.

The woman walked towards the white horse drunk, and at the same time probed the white horse drunk up and down with a gaze that only a merry man can have: "Tut-tut, tall and tall, heroic, more like a man than a man, I like it..."

After speaking, as soon as he leaned his delicate body, he was about to lean on the shoulder of the white horse.

The white horse was drunk and frightened, hurriedly put away his thoughts, took four or five steps back in a row, pointed at the woman, and shouted, "You... You... What are you doing-"

The woman covered her lips with a fan, smiled charmingly, and a pair of amorous eyes still stayed on Bai Ma Zui's body: "Of course, I want to find the joy of Wushan clouds and rain with you." ”

Bai Ma was drunk and felt that the woman was looking at him like a pervert visiting him, and he was about to speak, but when he saw the woman leaning on the general again, he hurriedly took a few steps back, and said in a panic: "You... You... You don't want to come here..."

At the beginning of the sword, today is an eye-opener.

He thought that this woman had reached the limit of her husband, but he didn't expect... But I didn't expect this woman to even let go of the woman.

Those who come do not refuse, and everyone is as good as they can do...

Women are also human beings.

Originally... That's what a real person can do.

At the beginning of the sword, who understood these eight words thoroughly, he only felt that he was too young after all. It's really too young, too young.

"But what can I do? But if I don't come, isn't my daughter dying in vain?"

The white horse drunk retreated and avoided several times, but the woman was still interested and refused to let go of the white horse drunk.

"You beat her down yourself, what do you care about me?"

I don't know how many times I have avoided the drunkenness of the white horse, and I was forced to retreat to a corner by the woman, and there was almost no way out. I want to force the woman to retreat, but it is difficult to do it.

If this light person was a man, Bai Ma Drunk would definitely not have so many concerns, and he would have beaten people half to death a long time ago, but now this light person is a woman, which makes Bai Ma drunk a little out of proportion.

Seeing that the woman was coming up again, the white horse, who had no way to retreat, was drunk and wise, and was about to jump away and go down the mountain, but was held down by the woman's outstretched feather fan on the shoulder.

The true qi that had been lifted was gently pressed by the woman's feather fan, and it dissipated automatically. No matter how hard the white horse is drunk and how hard he struggles, he can't get rid of the feather fan on his shoulder.

The white horse was drunk and anxious and panicked. The whole body was uncontrollable as if possessed by a demon, and it couldn't move, so it could only involuntarily fall backwards from the waist with the feather fan that was pressed.

and fell right in the crook of the arm of the woman who had come from the deceit.

At the beginning of the sword, I couldn't stand it.

In the mind of the beginning of the sword, the posture of the woman holding the white horse and getting drunk can only appear between men and women, and only in two cases.

The first is when the hero saves the beauty. The second is when you are in love and can't hold on.

And now, this pose is happening on the two women. Moreover... And that's just the beginning.

The woman's right arm wrapped around Hakuma's drunken shoulder, stretched out her left hand and pinched Hakuma's drunken chin, gently shook Hakuma's drunken head, and then slid the back of her fingers over Hakuma's drunken handsome cheeks...

"It's a girl-man-looking, natural face, no fat powder, and no feminine style, which really makes my heart sigh. ”

There is no need to think about it, just from the woman's eyes and the smile of the white horse drunk, you can see what the woman wants. It's just that how can your innocent body be tarnished by someone you don't know?

What's more, this person is still a woman?

A woman who can swing her daughter off a cliff.

White Horse was drunk and unwilling, but she didn't have any way. Her cultivation is like a waste in front of this woman, and she can't even use the strength to struggle.

I could only tremble my cheeks, stared at the woman, and said in a trembling voice: "No... No... We... We are all women... No... No, you can't..."

The woman's beautiful eyes were full of spring, and she completely embraced the white horse drunk into her arms, kissed the white horse drunk's forehead, and laughed softly: "A man can have a habit of breaking sleeves and the good of Longyang, you and I are both born strange women, how can you lag behind men?"

Turning his head to the side, he asked to the beginning of the sword, "Really?"

At the beginning of the heart, the sword was no longer looking at this scene that was about to be unbearable, and the woman's words just now were soft, and the sword did not hear a word at the beginning, only heard the woman's inexplicable question.

However, at the beginning of the sword that didn't want to spoil the woman's good deeds and was afraid of provoking the fire, he nodded very knowingly, and replied in a loud voice: "Yes, yes, the landlord is right." ”

The white horse was drunk and angry, and kept rolling his eyes to see the beginning of the sword, but no matter how his eyes turned, he couldn't see the shadow of the beginning of the sword, so he had to use all his strength and shouted loudly: "You despicable and shameless villain, I won't let you go, you wait, I won't let you go..."

The woman pointed to the white horse's drunken lips and smiled, "I will not let you go." ”

The white horse was so frightened that he secretly desperate for luck, desperate for all his luck, desperate to struggle away, but to no avail.

had to give in, and urgently begged for mercy: "Please, let me go, I don't have this hobby, I don't want to be like this, please let me go, please..."

"If you let me go, I can find you ten girls like me..."

"I'll find you a hundred, can I find a thousand? Please, let me go..."

Rao was born in the general's family with a white horse, inheriting the heroic spirit of Wang Baima, bleeding without tears like a man, but now he is also so anxious that tears flash faintly in his eyes.

The mouth is already full of nonsense.

Without waiting for the white horse to finish speaking, the woman who was drunk with the white horse in her arms was already smiling and slowly lowered her head...

"Don't, don't, don't, uh-hmm-"

At the beginning of the sword, he could not see the woman's appearance, but he could imagine what the woman was doing, but the drunken cry of the white horse stopped abruptly, leaving only a muffled and breathless mumping sound.

The woman seemed to be very dissatisfied with the reaction of the white horse drunk, and raised her head to let go of the white horse drunk, but with her left hand, she tore off the white horse drunk's belt.

The white horse was drunk and felt that his waist was loose, and the white clothes had been separated on both sides. After more than 20 years of innocence, only a thin layer of clothes appeared in front of the woman's eyes.

The hand that ripped off the belt was on the waist that only my mother had touched when she was a child.

Tears that have not been shed for more than ten years finally burst out of my eyes. The white horse sobbed and begged longingly, "Please... Leave me alone..."

The woman stopped trying to untie the white horse's drunken clothes, and a trace of weirdness flashed in her charming smile: "I don't want to break my body, do you?"

Bai Ma wanted to nod but couldn't, so he had to hum.

"Then you'll have to cooperate with me. ”

"Cooperation?" Hakuba was intoxicated.

When Jian Chu heard such a conversation, his face turned red. made a gesture and said: "Landlord, the beginning of the sword is goodbye." ”

The woman turned her head sideways and glanced at the beginning of the sword that wanted to leave: "Stop-"

"This..."The heart of the sword was like fifteen bamboo baskets to draw water, not only seven up and eight down, but also leaking water each.

It's okay to be powerless to save the white horse drunk from the tiger's mouth, if you are watching the white horse drunk being defiled by the woman, then you really can't say it.

At the beginning of the sword, he hesitated, and then heard the woman smile and say, "If you are taking a step forward, then I will take you with me." ”

At the beginning of the sword, he was shocked. Don't dare to move again.

The woman turned around, the white horse was drunk with tears on her face, and the woman glanced at the white horse drunk waist with bad intentions: "Still crying?"

The white horse's drunken chest rose and fell violently, like an obedient little girl, she quickly stopped crying, and responded: "Don't cry, don't cry..."

The woman smiled mysteriously, lowered her head again, and the white horse drunk immediately sighed again...

The woman let go of the white horse drunk for the second time, frowned and glared at the white horse drunk, threatening: "Uh-huh——?".

Hakuba's whole body trembled, his eyes full of despair. I had to let the woman kiss her, panting and not making a sound again.