Du Fangxi spent a lot of effort to search for the 'dragon slaying technique' for many years in vain, and Ming and Shen didn't know the roots, so they were even more clueless. [ads:This site has a new URL,Shorthand method:,.]

Listening to Du Fangxi talk about the battle between the heavens and the Shura, Ming Qin's heart moved, and he remembered the situation in the mirage fantasy realm, and was about to ask what happened. There was some movement outside the cave, and I couldn't help but be silent.

"Someone's coming?"

Du Fangxi has a good cultivation in his body, and he has been hiding in the Buddha cave for many years, so he is very familiar with the situation in this period. This little bit of wind and grass is hidden from her.

"Is it the Thunder General of the Divine Thunder Jade Mansion?" Shen Heshang gently chewed his soft lips and his face turned slightly pale, he had been frightened a lot in the past two days, and he was already a little haggard.

"Girls don't have to be afraid. ”

Du Fangxi pulled her cold soft to comfort her softly, and led the two to the depths of the stack of books, where there was a gap a few inches long, which could be passed sideways, Du Fangxi pointed inside, signaling the two to hide in.

Shen Heshang nodded, and shrank in with the hem of his skirt, Ming Qin followed up and almost pounced on Shen Hesheng's soft and delicate body, it turned out that this was not a hollow that could be accommodated, but an inconspicuous corner, maybe the person who piled up the books was afraid of the corrosion of the scrolls, so he deliberately left so much space for half a foot.

Ming Qin found that the space was narrow, turned around and just wanted to quit to find another way, but Du Fangxi pushed on his shoulder, and a soft and soft body came closely, Ming Qin stumbled, hurriedly helped Shen Hesheng's body and squeezed it in, and the aroma around his nose couldn't help but feel hot.

"I can ......," Ming Qin reluctantly turned around and leaned into Du Fangxi's ear, wanting to tell her that he could make a spell that could change.

Du Fangxi listened to the movement outside with a solemn face, and before he finished speaking, he reached out to cover his mouth, and made a silent gesture with his red lips.

Ming Qin's face turned red, it turned out that Du Fang was absent-minded, and covered his nose with his hand, and he was out of breath, he hurriedly flicked her palm hard, Du Fang glared at him without knowing it, frowning lightly.

Ming Qin was in a hurry, and quickly poked her waist, and came to Wei to save Zhao, Du Fangxi really had a delicate body, and the strength of his hand immediately loosened, he let out a long breath, and said with a smile: "You suffocated me?"

Du Fangxi suddenly realized, her face was flushed, and her eyes were full of smiles.

The sound of soothing footsteps gradually approached, and the two looked at each other and fell silent in unison.

The person who came stood still at the entrance of the cave, and said in a sleek voice: "This is the Dharma Treasure of the Earth Emperor Ancestral Dragon, and it doesn't hurt for the Holy Envoy to check it." ”

A female voice hummed softly and said coldly: "Dare to ask Master Shouzang, how many scriptures are still in this Fazang now?"

Ming Qin was a little familiar with this female voice, and Nahan used the technique of visualization, and the 'Divine Journey Realm' slowly appeared in his thoughts, and the scenery in the room was suddenly like a projection of the Ming Lake.

I saw a sleek monk and a petite and pretty blue-haired woman standing at the door, who turned out to be the death of one of the three holy envoys of the Divine Light Sect who had been defeated on the Heavenly Cliff.

The monk coughed lightly, and the old god said: "The Fazang has not been sorted out for many years, and there are always millions of volumes." How about it, I don't know how much you want to buy?"

"Naturally, the more the merrier. Chang Death smiled, and said with a wave of eyes: "I just don't know if the master of the Tibetan collection can be the master of the Fazang, if the master of your temple is to blame, I'm afraid it will be difficult to explain." ”

The monk showed his lust and gave his soul color, licked his lips, and hurriedly closed his eyes and shouted the Buddha's name, and said seriously: "This matter has its own reason, so the holy envoy doesn't have to worry about it." But then again, your sect has a bad reputation in the immortal world, and this business still has to be involved, so what is the price......?"

Chang Death looked embarrassed, and hesitated: "The master is a high-ranking monk, and he must also know that I teach compassion for sentient beings, and there is no evil. It was only because he violated the taboo of Emperor Haotian that it was difficult to defend the slander. This time, I was ordered to buy the scriptures, and this is also the heart of my religion, which is no different from the Buddha. I also hope that the master will be merciful and not sit on the ground and raise the price. If the price is too high, the humble post still needs to go back to report to the Pope, and listen to his old man's decision, and this coming and going will not delay the master's financial route. ”

Ming Qin listened to the two of them bargaining on the side, and under the guise of helping sentient beings, showing a compassionate feeling, he couldn't help but be stunned and indignant.

The monk guarded the ancestral dragon for many years, and no one cared about it, and finally met such a big customer, and he was overjoyed, and he didn't dare to be too greedy to make the cooked duck fly like this. He gritted his teeth and said tentatively: "Holy Envoy, my more than ten stone chambers are full of scriptures, do you really want them all?"

Chang Shu nodded slightly, and said sincerely: "In order to benefit the immortals, this sect has always spared no effort, and in order to make these relics reappear in the sky, it is worth smashing the pot and selling iron." ”

The monk was secretly happy in his heart, and said quietly: "Since the holy envoy is a big patron, this seat can't be too stingy, so let's do it, a stone room of 100,000 immortal banknotes, you can count it yourself." He waved his hand generously, thinking that he couldn't make a lot of money by hiding in this poor country and reading scriptures for a lifetime, if this batch of scriptures came out, one or two million would be credited to the account immediately, then what kind of monk would he be, and he would be able to buy a mansion outside to be a rich man for a lifetime.

She has long been noncommittal with a smile and groaning, she has already figured out the greedy nature of this monk, and she seems to be shrewd, but in fact, she has never seen much of the world, and her vision is limited. But if it weren't for that, how could she have the Fazang in her pocket for a small price?

"The scriptures have been piled up in the cave for so many years, and I don't know how much they have been damaged, so I still check them and make sure that I know them well, so as not to buy them back too much tatters and be blamed by the ministry in the future. ”

The monk's heart skipped a beat, and he didn't follow: "Holy envoy, let's say that I am selling this room, if you want to pick and choose, it will not be this price." ”

Chang Yu smiled slightly, "Then you have to let me see how many scriptures are in this room, if there is too much difference from the number said by the master, I will not do this wrong." ”

"The numbers will not be fake. The monk agreed, and changed his words: "I was also afraid that you would pick and choose for a long time, but I refused to ask for it, and entertained me plainly." ”

"How dare you, how dare you. ”

As the two spoke, they slowly looked around the room.

Ming Qin frowned slightly, these two people are not very afraid, but Du Fang has the intention to avoid it, obviously afraid of startling the snake, and if he wants to buy the ancestral dragon Fazang after a long death, the same party of the Shenguang Sect will definitely not be far away, and if he alarms the Lei Jiang of the Shenlei Jade Mansion to come and entangle, it will be more than worth the loss, think about it again, it is better not to act rashly.

The three of them huddled into the small space behind the stacks of books, barely able to move. Ming Qin was sandwiched between two women, one in front of the other, and all he touched was a woman's soft yankuai, and the scenery was simply beautiful.

Feeling the footsteps outside slowly approaching, Shen Heshang looked a little nervous, and her feet were soft and almost moaned.

When Ming Qin came in and wanted to retreat, he just turned half around, but Shen Heshang stood behind him and leaned against the corner, and Du Fangxi turned his back to him and paid attention to the movement outside.

Ming Qin heard the movement behind him, leaned into Shen Hesheng's ear, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Shen Hesheng's little ears were slightly itchy, and he stretched out his fingers and scratched lightly on his back: "Feet are numb." ”

"Hold on for a while. "Ming Qin is also helpless, it is inevitable that three people will be squeezed into such a narrow space, but fortunately, he and Du Fang Xixiao are practicing magic, and the situation is much better.

Shen Heshang glanced at him angrily, the soreness on her legs surged up, making people want to cry and scream uncomfortably, she fell on Ming Qin's back, and scratched his waist like a kitten, her snow-white teeth bit the clothes on his shoulders, and her eyes were filled with tears.

Ming Qin inexplicably became her punching bag, and couldn't help laughing, the two soft breasts on the back of his shoulders unconsciously squeezed and made a cloud of fire faintly rise under his abdomen, covering Shen Heshang's water-chestnut lips with one hand, and gently stroking her slender and tight thighs with the other hand, and gathering a trace of spiritual power in his palms to slowly dispel the stasis in the tendons.

Shen Hesheng's beautiful eyes widened, as the feeling of soreness and numbness gradually dissipated, she felt Ming Qin's big hand caressing her legs wantonly, as if she was full of infinite heat, and her whole body rose with a wonderful convulsion, and there seemed to be a cloud of damp heat in her private place that was about to break out of her body, and she hurriedly clamped her beautiful legs in shame.

"Are you still numb?" Observing Shen Hesheng's expression a little strange, Ming Qin stopped his palm and whispered in her ear.

Shen Heshang's eyes were bright, and he didn't know what to think, so he nodded subconsciously when he heard the words, and shook his head again.

"What does that mean?"

Ming Qin was stunned for a moment, feeling confused, and there was a pain in his waist, but Du Fangxi looked at him with a look of shame, and said with his divine sense: "Don't use your bad things against me?"

Ming Qin was stunned for a while, and then he realized what she meant. When he dredged Shen Hesheng's muscles and veins, he unconsciously moved the idea of yankuai, and his lower body was fully revealed, and he unconsciously pestled Du Fangxi's buttocks for a long time, no wonder people were angry.

Ming Qin smiled awkwardly, took a deep breath and was about to calm his heart, when he walked to a nearby place and stood still, picked up a scroll of scriptures and slowly flipped through it, Du Fang was afraid of revealing his feet, so he hurriedly squeezed inside. As soon as Ming Qin touched her body, some efforts immediately came to naught, and the arrogant thing jumped up uncontrollably, looking for a gap between Du Fangxi's waist and legs, bluffing her face and heartbeat, and hurriedly covered Yaokou's mouth and looked back to catch the annoying finch. xh118