When the person who stood up looked at the car again, his eyes immediately straightened. There are three ropes behind the car, the rope is not long, there are more than three zhang, and one end of the rope is tied to a thick and round, long hair wrist in front of the car hair seat. There were three women tied to the other end. The three women were dressed in green, pink, and red, and their heads were lowered with their hair loose, covering their faces. The three women were swaying by the car, staggering along, apparently pulled forward by the car.

The eyes of some saints darkened for a moment, and immediately lit up again, because behind the three women, hundreds of Solid Root Realm saints appeared, all of them half-naked and half-dressed in battle armor, walking with their eyes slanted at a place thirty degrees above the sky, looking like a lightning bolt, arrogant and indescribable.

Looking at the time, after the whole team passed, the sky darkened. Countless crystals lit up on both sides of the street, and the whole street was as bright as day.

Feng Hui and the others hurriedly waved their hands to the disciples behind them, "Hurry up, hurry up." Hundreds of disciples hurriedly followed Feng Hui and ran towards the town. Feng Hui is in a hurry, the young master has already entered the town, and he didn't greet him, and no one has taken the young master to his own mansion to rest. Can you not be in a hurry? Feng Hui ran in a hurry, looking at the team in front of him, but he couldn't overtake it, and he couldn't follow too closely. Because after the brigade had walked thousands of feet, the Gugen saints on both sides lifted the ban.

Although Feng Hui was in a hurry, he had no choice but to follow from afar. I hope that the young master can find his home. Feng Hui followed for a while, and found that something was wrong, the young master didn't go to his own home, and took another way. Feng Huimao is too faceless, and someone from Qilian Cave lives in the Shen family. People from Wanyun Cave don't even live in their own homes, how can they see Cheng Chuan and others tomorrow.

"Stop, this road is closed, no entry." Feng Hui ran away, but there were already two teams of Gugen Realm guards standing in front of him, but he didn't see it, and he almost collided. It may be that the guards saw that Feng Hui was also a Solid Root Realm Saint and did not scold. just shouted to stop Feng Hui.

Feng Hui was frightened and sweated, and hurriedly waved his hand to stop the disciples. Bow down and take out a crystal from the bag. "Feng Hui, a disciple of the outer sect of Wanyun Cave and the head of the Feng Mansion in Zeng Town, visited the young master." As he spoke, he raised the crystal card above his hand.

None of the Solid Root Realm saints came to pick them up. Someone shouted softly. "The young master has an order, everything will be seen tomorrow."

When Feng Hui heard this, he had no choice but to retreat, but he didn't leave, and stood obediently not far away.

Where did this Wanyun young master Fan Yan go home. If someone in Zeng Town can enter here and see it, they will know that the Dao of Lu - Yu Ba's broken house, the place where the stupid patrol Fa is cultivated, is only at this time. The dilapidated house was gone, and a courtyard had been built in the whole place, and the only thing left was the thousand-year-old tree behind Yu Ba's house. Now this ancient tree is no longer behind the house, and has become a scenery in front of the small building on the first floor and three floors.

It's just that the scenery is a bit stunning. On the side of the ancient tree there were three women hanging from it. The hanging is a bit high, and the three women can only lift the tips of their toes, and the toes cannot be lifted, and when they are lifted, their bodies are suspended in the air, and there is still a thin rope in their hands. The delicate wrists of the three women hanging tightly had already made a blood-red mark, and they were about to drip blood.

Looking at the realm of the three women, it is already the fifth or sixth layer of agility. It is also strange to say that in the Holy Realm, how could this thin rope bind a saint. Nothing surprising. There is no difference between the saint who was locked up in Danhai and the mortal woman, and it would be a different matter if the three women were physical practitioners.

At this time, the hall was already singing and dancing, and the music was leveled. In the hall, the pig-like young master Fan Yan sat on a fur high seat, which looked like a donkey cart with wheels. Holding a cup in his hand. With a big grin, one hand kept beating a powerful rhythm on the table.

The front is a long square table with ten plates of fish. Ten bowls of meat, not the same green food. There was a bewitching woman on each side, the collar was open very low, and it was about to slip off the shoulders, and the two jade peaks had already protruded a little half, and they stood out with a little pink.

On both sides of the lower head are ten Peixing Realm saints, with a complimented voice, fascinated by the slit eyes, flashing a little bit of color, one hand in the palm of the other hand keeps patting, nodding frequently, playing the rhythm of brushing, but the sound of this rhythm is much smaller, but it makes the beat of the young master Fan Yan on the high seat particularly powerful.

In the hall, a naked woman with heavy makeup held a lute, rubbed her hands, and played an unknown song. Red lips opened. "My brother touched it slowly, and touched the ...... next to the small bed."

dizzy, it turned out to be the puppet vernacular version of the "Eighteen Touches" modified tune. Behind the woman with heavy makeup are six women in white gauze smocks, dancing with white flowers' arms, trembling and about to fly out of their white breasts, exposing their waists, twisting their snake waists, trembling their bulging buttocks, and stretching their plump legs to the roots. The fragrance is overflowing, and the eyes are boundless.

For a long time, Xiaoqu in the building touched everything that was to be touched, followed by a burst of applause and admiration.

"I didn't expect that the young master would have such a beautiful singing dance class, if it wasn't for Zengcheng, the young master wouldn't be able to reward me for waiting for a feast for my eyes"!!

"Yes, yes, the young master's eyesight holy realm is unmatched"!!

The horse's ass in the building snapped, and Fan Yan on the high seat opened his mouth several times without being embarrassed to interrupt everyone's singing. Look at the climax of this wave as it passes. Fan Yan raised the cup in his hand.

"Everyone, everyone, you and this young master, hundreds of thousands of miles away, come here to appease the border people, and you are tired all the way to saddle your horse. This young master has nothing to feast on. Have fun today. I just listened to a little song. Now I invite you to drink virgin wine, and come and prepare wine." A pig barked like a little humming and rolled out of Fan Yan's mouth.

Ah, this Fan Yan's tongue is good, but his voice still hasn't changed, and as soon as he hears it, he knows that this is the only case in the Dao Holy Realm.

What kind of wine is virgin wine, the people have not heard of it. One by one, they opened their fascinated eyes and looked at the young master.

"Hahaha, haven't you heard of it, this virgin wine, if you want to drink it well, you have to listen to it first, are you ready?"

"It's the young master". Several naked saints answered and walked out.

Several women went out and ran to the big tree in front of the building. At this time, it was as bright as day under the big tree. The three women were still standing on tiptoe, hanging high.

Several women came to the bottom of the tree, and walked in front of the three women in twos and twos, and the three holy women stretched out their hands and grabbed the hair of the three hanging women and pulled them back to their necks. "Ahh This sound is soft in the sharp, soft and shocking, which makes people feel like they are listening.

The sound of a pig humming sounded in the building. "Do you hear that, guys, it's called a soft 'ah'. Concentrate and listen to the next one."

The three holy women stretched out their delicate little hands and gently placed them on the necks and shins of the three hanging women, slowly and delicately touching them. Moving his finger a little, he stopped for a moment, and then moved a little. I gently rubbed it twice in one place, and the rubbing was very light, but it left a little red mark.

Drop your hand and take out a crystal from the sack with a sharp cone on one end. The saint took the crystal and quickly pierced the red spot on the woman's neck.

"Ahh The three women let out an astonishing exclamation at the same time. The voice, with horror, with desolation, with anger, pierced the night sky and frightened the saints for miles to look at this place.

In the dense forest outside Zeng Zhen, a figure flashed out from a thick ancient tree, and instantly arrived at the edge of the dense forest, staring at Zeng Zhen with surprised eyes. A few ups and downs headed towards Zeng Zhen.

"How about it, it's good, it's called pain, ah, this son deals with those disobedient little women, and the usual means, hum hum." Fan Yan let out a sneer.

Hearing this, although the saints looked flattering, their hearts couldn't help but be abrupt.

I saw that the crystal pierced into the red spot on the woman's neck, and the woman's body spasmed, and the ruddy neck immediately turned pale, and her head kept shaking. There was a churning of blood in the crystal. Soon turned a blood-red color.

The saint looked at the crystal, raised it with one hand, pressed the root of the crystal, swished, pulled the crystal out, and then held it a little. The woman let out another "ah" exclamation. This voice is lower, soft and weak.

As soon as the hand that grabbed the woman's hair was released, the three women's heads drooped, and there was no more sound.

"How's it, it's good, it's called 'ah', it's painful, hahaha" Fan Yan laughed.

Some of the cultivators shuddered.

The three saintesses walked into the building lightly, each holding a blood-colored spar in their hands, which looked even more dazzling in the soft light of the building.

"Come on, a hundred years of daughter wine". Fan Yan snorted and shouted.

Twenty Root Realm saintesses walked into the hall, each holding a pink crystal pot in their hands. Don't look at the crystalline, you can't see anything in the pot at all.

Twenty saints twisted their waists and came to the saints of Peixing, and the saints immediately stood up with smiles on their faces and handed the crystal cups to the saints with both hands.

The twenty saints lightly held the lid of the crystal pot and poured it gently, and a line of pink liquid flowed into the crystal cup, and the holy priest felt a warmth in his hand, like a woman's gentle little hand held between her hands, which made people's hearts tremble. Then a soft fragrance entered the heart, like a woman's shin lightly touching her cheeks, and the breath of orchid slid into her nose. Suck it gently, and the whole body is soft and numb.

The saints looked at the expressions of the saints who trained them, smiled, and took advantage of the confusion of these saints to quietly put a spar into the crystal cup.

Wow, with a clear sound, all the saints' bodies were excited, and a cold current soaked into the Danhai, and the feeling of holding the woman just now was immediately gone. The whole person is like entering an ice cave, like a gentle time to let a woman shoot thousands of miles away with a volley.

"Haha" Fan Yan looked at everyone's appearance and let out a debauched laugh, he was not laughing at everyone, but laughing at himself, he didn't expect that the idea he came up with in his brain could also have such an effect.

"Come and offer blood".

The three saints who had been standing quietly at the door, and the two saints walked to the saints on either side. A saint twisted her waist and took tender steps, floating towards the pig-like young master like a fairy, without a trace of fear on her face, and her soft and lewd eyes touched the young master. (To be continued......)