It was 12 a.m. when I dropped Limbo home. When I got to her door, I was depressed for a few minutes, and I thought that since I came, I had to go in and sit down.

But I didn't expect to meet a half-rim Zen master, a mountain pen, and a girl with big braids and a grade of about twenty-five or sixteen. They sat around the stone table in the Listening Rain Pavilion. Zen Master Banyuan said to me, I knew you would come. I wondered how he judged me to come. He said that someone had to send Ling Bo back at such a late hour, and it was not suitable for anyone else to send him except you. I asked them what they were talking about. Zen Master Banyuan cut the subject and asked me when Ling Bo and I would get married. I said that I was young, and besides, I was still studying. He said that marriage has nothing to do with grades, you have all received marriage certificates, and it is not good to hang on and not get married. Ling Bo hurriedly said that the two were just agreeing to get married. Banyuan Zen Master was entangled: how can there be an agreement on marriage events. In short, he decided that no one could change it. It was the first time I had seen Ling Bo loosen his mouth and say that marriage was just an agreement. In the past, if I mentioned it, she would always be angry.

The girl with the big pigtails is called Wandong, I have heard this name in the white castle, she is the only disciple of the Banyuan Zen Master, and she should be called Senior Sister. But before I could say anything, she came over and said hello: It's not a junior disciple, and the Mahayana Prajna Sutra has reached the first level. I thought to myself that there are still layers of the Mahayana Prajna Sutra. "Not the floor," I replied. She was more confused than I was, not how many layers were the first floors. Zen Master Banyuan said to her, "Their sect is so clear, we are the Vinaya sect, and they are free-spirited."

I asked you again what you were talking about, and I don't think anything good is good where there is a mountain pen. Yamabi said to discuss the dragon demons you sent. I correct, that thing is called a ghost unicorn. Yamabi said that it is more appropriate to call it a dragon demon man, because it is a combination of a dragon and a human. Shan Bi rarely certified his speech, he has always looked down on people, but this time he tied a face, he said that the dragon demon man is a smelted dragon pill, loaded into the human body, connected to the meridians. After continuous mutation, the human dragon was finally merged. The process is very cruel, and people will gradually lose their will, and eventually become monsters that are neither human nor dragon. With the command of a man and the power of a dragon, the mutated dragon demon is a very terrifying fighting machine. Of course, the mountain pen is a mountain pen after all, he doesn't care about any of this, what he cares about is that the success rate of the dragon demon mutation is very low, they make ten at once, and it is almost perfect.

All three of them felt that Hammer's technological and industrial base was unexpectedly high, and unexpectedly cruel.

I said that neither the strength nor the speed was terrible, but what was terrible was their poison gas. Shanbi immediately denied that the poisonous gas was due to eating too many dragons. He said it calmly, denying me to him what an adult would say to him was an adult's denial of a child's conclusion.

Ling Bo asked, is there any way to control it.

Wan Dong seems to love Ling Bo very much, since Ling Bo entered the Listening Rain Pavilion Wan Dong took her hand, arranged her collar, and sorted her hair, like a butterfly surrounding an orchid.

Wandong said that there is no good way, and any country has the right to research weapons. I said that we can also study it, and with a big scientist like Shanbi, we can't study any monsters. Yamabi reiterates that his ideal is to benefit humanity. I laughed at him, how many people have you killed. Yamabi said that chickens can lay eggs and poop. I've got to take an inch, your doesn't and doesn't lay eggs. Shanbi said that he had in his heart, but of course he only saw. Wandong said: You two don't be so disgusting, okay.

Wan Dong rolled up his sleeves and said, for such an incident, we can only monitor him as much as possible, so that we can know and adapt to the situation. She then sighed and said that the current graduates are not as good as one class. I talked to the intelligence officers over there about the dragon demons, and they hadn't even heard of them, so let's see if we can recruit excellent graduates this year, hey.

Zen Master Banyuan stood up and walked up to me and asked me if I was thinking about joining your sister Wandong's CIA.

I said, "So you're the CIA's Lord Wandong." The CIA is the department responsible for gathering intelligence on threats to national security and has the power to stop its actions. They have a very general control, as long as they think you are a threat to national security, they have the power to control. They have the final say on whether it threatens national security.

Wandong asked me to call her Senior Sister, not Lord Wandong. I said that's what the school people call it. But now I don't think she looks like a royal sister, but like a sister next door. She said, "You kids always give people random nicknames. Then I was forced to call her Senior Sister, and I called Senior Sister out of consideration that saving time is increasing my life. She touched my head and said, "Good, good." Being touched by her, I was actually a little happy - this woman is so boring. Then she hugged Ling Bo from behind, touched Ling Bo's belly, and said that Ling Bo was too thin. She said that she envied Sister Lingbo, and there are some people in this world who don't get fat no matter how much they eat. sighed again: I have a sister, and suddenly I have a younger brother, so happy.

I told the half-edged Zen master that I was not going to join the CIA. Shanbi said to me, your willow leaf swordsmanship and willow wind step are especially suitable for being 007. I said, no, I can't be a spy. Ling Bo also said that he was not still studying, at least he had to wait until he graduated. I thought to myself, I won't be able to graduate. I don't think the problem is in the spy profession, but that the three of them have a kind of plot against me to make me feel like a monkey in a zoo. Wan Dong said that Ling Bo was starting to protect people, and Ling Bo stuffed a jujube in her mouth.

Shanbi said that he would talk about it in a few months, because he was still doing in-depth research. I don't know what to do if I don't have to go to the Hammer Empire. Zen Master Banyuan also said, "I am married to Ling Bo." It seems that it has become a belief for people of his age to be matchmakers for younger generations. Sue me to rule the country and level the world with my family, family first, and only with a family can I have a career. I said angrily, it's not good for you to get married all day long. He said, Amitabha, I took up a position in the ** department of the Republic because I couldn't let go, so I am not as good as your master.

They seemed to think that I was going to be a spy, and that I was a high-ranking spy, so they talked about the dragon demons again. I got bored and took my leave.

When I returned to the small wooden building. Zijun sat on the edge of the bed, deeply glad that I could come back so early. I asked her about her father and mother's condition, and she said that she was recovering well, and I was thanking Shanbi. I hated me for making me a spy, so I didn't answer. Zijun lost his temper and said why didn't he answer her. I said what to answer, what is there to thank Shanbi. She asked me if I was annoying her. I wondered what kind of logic she used to annoy her. Just say don't think about it. She thought I was just annoying her and had to go to the hospital to spend time with her parents. I said it was past one o'clock in the morning. She somehow became stubborn, and she stumbled downstairs. I quickly jumped down from the window, stopped her, swore to God that I didn't bother her, and promised to thank Shanbi tomorrow for buying gifts. She said she didn't bother me, she could go by herself. I asked her why she was angry. She said that the question was not whether I would go to thank Shanbi, but that I didn't answer her, and suspected that she had done something sorry for Tingxiong. I thought to myself, that's why you're angry. But I can't say that Tingxiong is bad, he is my brother. I can't say that Zijun is bad, otherwise I will die a miserable death. I picked her up and threw her on the bed. She struggled to get up and go to the hospital. When I got angry, I spanked her, and those two slaps were too heavy. Zijun suddenly became quiet. I wondered if it would hurt, and I was feeling guilty, and she blushed and gasped in my arms. We slept in clothes that night, but for some reason I had a pair of panties left in the morning, and when I was about to hug her, I found that her panties were gone, and my nosebleed was naturally stained on the pillow.

That was the first time I saw Zijun's **, and Zijun folded the quilt and was accidentally pushed away by my hand. Standing trembling like a mountain, ** small, like two wild strawberries in early spring, surrounded by a circle of pink areolas. The morning light shines on the ** from the window, and the blood vessels hidden under the skin loom. I thought to myself, Zijun's skin is much more delicate than ordinary women because of her all-yin physique, so I reached out to touch it, but I didn't expect Zijun to wake up, see his bare breasts, and immediately pull up the quilt. I thought to myself, since I can't see with my eyes, I can only use my hands. I was kicked out of bed.