What a familiar routine!

The funeral night was very envious, he had envied the silver screen countless times, and he had fantasized countless times.

But when the opportunity was presented in front of him, he was at a loss, mainly worried about the technical operation.

A little nervous, it came suddenly.

The great monk rubbed his hands and said, "If you are embarrassed, why don't you come with me!"

"Get out!"

"Man, this is a man!" Sakurako looked disdainful and turned to the other side.

The old woman is in a slightly better state, at least her eyebrows are stretched, because the new acting sect leader just gave her a "you know it" look.

Although it is just a look, it is recognition, encouragement, and honor in the old woman's heart.

Actually, she is quite sad, she has lived all her life, and all she does is look at people's faces.

On the night of the funeral, he took the ground-level gold creation medicine in his mouth and slowly melted it, and then opened Tang Shishi's cherry mouth.

Exhale like an orchid, finely carved.

She...... It's really fascinating.

On the night of the funeral, the heartbeat began to accelerate, the breathing began to be rough, and the physiology began to react......

It's embarrassing!

"Amitabha, don't look at incivility! Don't look at incivility!" The great monk blindfolded his eyes with his hands, but the gaps in his fingers were exposed, and he could still see those round eyes.

This is not a serious monk!

"Are you sure you're really fit to become a monk?" asked Funeral Night with a smile.

The great monk reluctantly turned around, took out the skull and bone beads, and began to curse again.

The funeral night lips covered Tang Shishi's mouth, and the potion flowed downward.

Warm, restless, wonderful, dreamy!

It's a special experience, and it's also an awkward attempt.

After all, Tang Shishi is not real, she is just a data, a data that is realistic enough to disturb the mind and confuse the eyes.

But he didn't care about the funeral night, at least in this Jianghu, he was the first person to get this kind of treatment.

That's enough, because the dragon soul hasn't done it before.

Tang Shishi opened her eyes slightly, and then quickly closed them again, her eyelashes were trembling, her cheeks were flushed, and her hands were clasped tightly.

One volt together, extremely violent, and repeatedly.

Only then did she notice on the night of the funeral that her right hand was still pressed against her chest.

"Heh, this is a man!" Sakurako looked back at you secretly, and quickly assumed it, snorting coldly.

She...... I despise the funeral night even more!

Wan Shaoyun finally set foot in the hunting area, he was menacing, he was full of anger, and he looked forward to the future.

Ximen Shuai followed behind him, but his attitude was obviously a lot cheaper, unlike before in the Five Poisons Sect team, he was high up and looked down on everything.

He is more like a lackey, a subordinate, or a Han ...... Traitor.

This is all voluntary, the happiness that I have been waiting for, the peak that I have been waiting for, and before I can grasp it, it was taken away by the burial night.

Ximen Shuai now understands the anger of Yipinhui, indeed! This thing really deserves a thousand cuts.

So he followed Wan Shaoyun to come, so he could participate in the support without any report.

Everything is only for revenge, just for relief.

However, the spring breeze in front of him made his heart hurt again, and he saw that the funeral night was pressed on Tang Shishi's injury, and the salty pig hand was still placed in a position that should not be placed.

Mouth-to-mouth?

Wow, what is he doing? That should be damn mine!

Ximen Shuai's heart was hot, angry, he couldn't help but look up at the sky, really worried about where there was green and shame.

Even if that's not the case, even if he doesn't have any thoughts about it at all.

But in today's rivers and lakes, the fastest edge is human speech, and the biggest evil is curiosity.

Ximen Shuai is afraid that this entertainment news will spread farther and farther, and the more it will pass through the heat.

After that, how do you go out? How do you meet people? How do you gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes?

No! Absolutely not!

Ximen Shuai hurriedly passed the book and sealed his mouth, don't say what he shouldn't say, don't think about what he shouldn't think, take care of his mouth, maybe he will live longer.

His brothers didn't think much about it, and they didn't say much, it was originally a game, and it shouldn't have happened.

Even they are almost forgetting about the topic, because it does not exist in itself.

But Simon Shuai's reminder, or intimidation, deepened his impression.

I didn't think about it before, but now I start thinking about it, and I can't help but want to say it now.

This is curiosity, this is the human heart.

You can never control it, because it is changeable, so unpredictable.

The old woman led the remnants of the Five Poisons Sect to the forefront, isolating the danger and leaving the safety to the funeral night and Tang Shishi.

This is the basic criterion of the subordinates, or the necessary cultivation!

"I don't know whether I am dead or alive, obediently hand over the soldier talisman, hand over the tiger talisman, this seat can spare you from dying!"

Wan Shaoyun said sharply, without concealing it, and there was no need to hide it, it was all spread out anyway.

"Don't think!" the old woman replied directly, and was ready to die.

Funeral Night's heart tightened, and the body that had just stood up squatted down again.

The great monk didn't know what to do, so he asked him, "You really plan to help them revive the Five Poisons Sect!"

Funeral Night pointed to himself and asked him, "Do you think I'm that great?"

The great monk shook his head: "No, it's a very selfish person!"

"......" funeral night.

"But what did you just stand up for?"

Fu Ye said: "I want to talk peacefully, didn't Wan Shaoyun say that if he hands over what he wants, he can let us go?"

The great monk shook his head: "Young man, you are so naïve. ”

He didn't pay attention to the big monk on the night of the funeral, anyway, he didn't want to say much about the matter, and he wasn't sure that he could say too much about the big monk.

After all, this thing is scolding.

Tang Shishi fell into a coma again, although her injuries have improved, but she is not a player after all, and she has to abide by the order and rules of the rivers and lakes at eight percent.

All in all, she won't be alive in a short period of time, it depends on time.

Wan Shaoyun led the group of heroes step by step, pressing on the heart of the great monk like a talisman.

"What should I do?" he asked Funeral Night, his cultivation journey was not easy, and he knew how much it meant to be there today.

Because he understands, the great monk cherishes it. Of course, you can tell the story in a different way, it's called fear of death!

Sakurako leaned over as well, and she stood in front of the funeral night.

She is very stubborn, even if she looks down on Funeral Night, even if she often despises him, but after all, Funeral Night is still her task, or the object he needs to protect, or the alliance he has wooed.

Sakurako had no intention of leaving him until she was ordered, unless she died.

Funeral Night stared at Sakurako's back for a long time, he knew the girl's thoughts, not to say everything, but the meaning of the action was at least clear.

The burial night took out the bone flute, not afraid of your army pressing the realm, not afraid of your thousands of troops, anyway, he felt that the atmosphere was dull, he should break it, who is the management, and blocking is the enemy.

The melodious flute sounded, and every note was extremely rhyming, but it was not a familiar repertoire.

This is casual, and the funeral night gave the song the name of Sao Bao, called "Black Wind".

As for what it means, or what is the meaning?

I don't know on the night of the funeral, he really doesn't know, because this is just pretending.

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