Trench Mountain, the mountain is like its name, the rock wall is stacked and messy, majestic and peculiar, look up, the mountain is the sky, the sky is the mountain, just like a trench across the edge of the eastern continent, it will be horizontally cut off from the Tuoyi continent. The trench mountain is thousands of miles in circumference, full of dense primeval jungle, the jungle is dormant with all kinds of fierce beasts, and poisonous miasma swamps, insects are everywhere, so it is called the mountain of no return, which means that if people enter this trench mountain, it is difficult to return.

The Oriental Continent is in the hot summer, the heat is unbearable, people are neglected to work, call two or three friends, lie on the chaise longue in the shade, lazily shake the fan, drink herbal tea, and even boast to each other are full of laziness.

There are few pedestrians on the streets, not to mention the Tianqian Mountain, which is three points hotter than the continental plains, and the primeval jungle that radiates thousands of miles.

But at this moment, there was a sudden cursing sound, and the frightened birds perched in the jungle and fled in flocks. Along the relatively flat river, four figures appeared from far and near. Walking in the front was a withered, ragged young man, with heavy chains on his hands and feet, walking barefoot on the river full of sharp stones, and from time to time he was pushed or kicked by the three people behind him, and if he looked closely, his wrists, ankles, and bare feet were blurred with flesh and blood.

The three people in the back, holding swords in their hands, were all sturdy men, uniformly dressed, with black shirts and black boots, and a golden skeleton embroidered on the heart of the shirt, which was actually from the Netherworld Sect.

This Netherworld Sect is an extremely frightening demon cultivation sect on the Eastern Continent, and it has always acted strangely and has a ruthless style, but for some reason, in this hot weather, he brought the ragged boy to this Tianqian Mountain.

"Fuck it, don't go, rest, fuck everyone else is enjoying it in the sect, but I just arranged this shitty errand for our brothers, and came to this place where birds don't shit and suffered. The man on the left complained.

"Zhu Laosan, who said that the birds in this place don't, I don't know who was pulled by the birds in the forest just now, hahaha. The man on the right teased and teased.

"Lao Zhao, you are a little fucking schadenfreude, if it weren't for the bad stomach these days, and it happened that Lao Tzu was crackling at that time, you find all the birds in the Eastern Continent and let them try it, to see if your third master has been in the bush of ten thousand birds, and a piece of shit doesn't stick to you!" Zhu Laosan explained and stepped forward to kick the young man again, cursing: "It's all fucking that you harmed, or your third master used it to come to this poor mountain and remote place to suffer! fuck your mother!"

"Zhu Laosan said that your strength, in our Netherworld Sect, it is also ranked first, you are all a master born by your mother, I am stunned to eat diarrhea, I have to tell my brothers about your "heroic deeds" when I go back, Zhu Laosan was pulled by the flock of birds and, hahaha!" The man in the middle also teased, after all, they came all the way, escorting the teenager, and it was rare to have any fun.

"Don't fucking mention it, when it comes to bad stomach, I'm working hard again, Ergou, do you still have any paper, I have to solve it." Zhu Laosan covered his stomach and said to the man in the middle.

The man named Ergou laughed and said, "You said how much paper you used in this course, how can there be paper, this jungle all over the sky, you can use local materials and scrape with a stick!"

When Lao Zhao heard this, his face was full of obscenity, and he gloated and teased: "I said that the third child, you have to pick some tender branches, don't come back and just let the bird poop, and then be blown up by the stick, hahaha!"

"You fucking don't give Lao Tzu this set, do you have any paper! Hurry up! Lao Tzu can't hold it back!" Zhu Laosan covered his stomach, his face was flushed, he bit his lip tightly, and twisted his crotch between his cheeks, obviously reaching a critical point.

Seeing this, Ergou was even more amused, and said with a smile: "The paper is really fucking gone, you have to roll away, don't smoke your two grandfathers." ”

Zhu Laosan snorted, his body was like a meteor falling to the ground, and he swept towards the jungle in the distance, a little faster than usual, and the voice floated from afar - you fucking wait, Lao Tzu will come to clean you up in a while!

"Ergou, look, sure enough, the ancients are right, when people are at the limit, they can burst out more potential, you see Zhu Laosan is fast. Lao Zhao quipped with a smile.

Ergou laughed, pointed to the young man in rags, and said, "Lao Zhao, take a look at this kid, I'll take a nap for a while, and when the third child comes back, we have to hurry up and get on the road." So saying, he walked to the riverbed and took a nap on a rock.

Lao Zhao muttered, walked up to the young man, picked up his hair and slapped him twice, the corner of the young man's mouth overflowed with blood, and cursed: "Fuck you! If it weren't for you, why would the old men suffer from this crime!"

Maybe the weather was too hot and stuffy, Lao Zhao was tired, or even though the young man was beaten, he gritted his teeth and didn't say a word, playing boring, Lao Zhao handcuffed the young man to his side and sat up.

Let's say that Zhu Laosan, swept to the jungle in the distance, took off his pants with lightning speed, squatted down for a while, cursed in his heart, looked at the branches in front of him, and chose which one was more tender, and he felt a little aggrieved. Wu's ass was itching, and he was bitten by a mosquito. Zhu Laosan is even more angry - the damn bird on Lao Tzu's head, you gnaw blood on Lao Tzu's belly, Lao Tzu will kill you!

The helpless squatting posture was too inconvenient, so I had to wave my sleeves to drive it away, and I had no choice but to take care of the mosquitoes, so I had to ignore my head, and beat the mosquitoes that fell on my buttocks, and hit my white buttocks and turned red after a while.

Zhu Laosan of the Netherworld Sect, who was so convenient, was full of sorrow, looking at these dry and hard branches in front of him, he actually prayed to God in his heart, longing for which merciful and compassionate immortal could sense his expectations and send some handwritten paper from the sky. He really didn't want to scrape with a stick, but there were too many mosquitoes, and his white and tender ass couldn't resist the enthusiasm of mosquitoes.

At this moment, it seemed that God responded to Zhu Laosan's expectations, and there was a shudder in the grass in front of him, and a human face suddenly appeared, which was like a slow release in Zhu Laosan's eyes, infinitely closer, and suddenly bared his teeth and smiled: "Do you want paper?"

This should have sounded like a heavenly voice to Zhu Laosan, but at this moment, Zhu Laosan was frightened, and he didn't blame him, he was looking forward to it in his heart, but he really couldn't imagine that there were people in this inaccessible primeval jungle of Tianyan Mountain besides them, and suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, but he didn't feel the slightest.

Out of instinct, Zhu Laosan leaned back violently to avoid it, but at this moment, his posture was really difficult to show his excellent body technique, he tripped over his pants and sat down. It's just that there is his own excrement below, coincidentally or not, the hard little branch in his hand has just reached under his delicate chrysanthemum, and this ass goes down, Zhu Laosan is like being passed by an electric current from the tail bone to the Tianling cover, and everyone is in pain.

Zhu Laosan jumped up with a "whoop", instinctively covering his daisy that he didn't know if it was a daisy, but he could touch his full.

The young man ignored Zhu Laosan's face from white to red, from red to purple, and from purple to black, pinched his nose, and said with sincerity: "This strong man, Xiaosheng Eternal Show, happened to pass by here, heard a burst of snapping, ecstasy, and came forward to see, seeing that the hero is here for your convenience, you want to scrape with a stick, out of morality, I came to send paper, but I am afraid that the hero will be embarrassed, Gu asked this, but your reaction is too intense, isn't it that I am not handsome enough, scaring the hero?"

Look at this young man called the eternal show, he is not handsome, dressed in cloth clothes, with a wine gourd pinned to his waist, his black hair is tied behind his head at will, his face is full of beauty, but his eyes reveal a trace of cunning, and the indescribable freehand chic, which makes people can't help but have a sense of closeness at a glance, of course, Zhu Laosan at this moment is an exception.

Zhu Laosan heard the young man's words, his old face was purple, he was annoyed and angry, and scolded: "Lao Tzu wants your mother's paper! You are insane! Lao Tzu will fucking kill you!"

Or Zhu Laosan was dizzy, he didn't think about why this young man appeared in this Tianqian Mountain, and he didn't notice that although this young man was dressed casually, he appeared in this harsh environment, and he was not stained with dust.

Zhu Laosan was really angry, holding his pants in one hand, and turning his other hand into a claw, he slapped the young man's Tianling cover fiercely, and when he made a move, he actually wanted to put the young man to death - I have seen such a shameful side of Lao Tzu, how can I let you survive!

The young man saw him make a move, but he was not in a hurry, Shi Shiran flashed to the side, avoided Zhu Laosan's fierce claw attack, grabbed Zhu Laosan's wrist, borrowed his strength to move forward, unloaded Zhu Laosan's strength, and pushed it back, pushing Zhu Laosan forward, and his mouth was not idle, and said aggrievedly: "What is this hero, I kindly gave you paper, why did you suddenly make a move on Xiaosheng? Oh, you slow down, don't touch me, I'm a freshly washed clothes!"

Zhu Laosan was pushed to the ground and sat on the ground with his buttocks, but he didn't feel so painful, and even a little soft, and suddenly came back to his senses - Lao Tzu is fucking shitting again!

Zhu Laosan raised the sky and roared, looking up at the sky at forty-five degrees, a drop of Xiang crossed the corner of his eye, oh no, it was a tear - the passing years are not good, it's too fucking aggrieved!

Zhu Laosan was pushed down by the young man, but he calmed down, just he shot out angrily, and his moves were a little more ruthless than usual, although his body bones were a little weak in the past few days, but the strength was here, this young man easily relieved his offensive, but let himself suffer, it can be seen that this young man is not simple!

Zhu Laosan deserved to be an old Jianghu, his thoughts flashed like electricity, and he grabbed the branch that had just been eliminated by him with his tender standard from the ground with his backhand, threw it at the young man, and shouted: "Pick me up five poisonous darts!" Before he had time to lift his pants, he reflexively swept towards the riverbed, shouting as he ran: "Ergou! Lao Zhao! There is a ghost! Come and help me!"

Qianguxiu jumped up, avoiding Zhu Laosan's hidden branches, tapping the treetops with his toes, people were like geese falling on the sand, indescribable freehand, followed by Zhu Laosan, and also arrived at the riverbed.