Infinite Heroes Seat

"However, I'm not sure if he will feel that he is still dead today."

With a malicious smile on his face, Mo Wen walked up the stairs step by step, taking off his robe while walking, and put his hand on the handrail.

After teasing Wang Yuyan for so long, and seeing that perfect body several times, Mo Wen also held a fire in his heart. After solving the nerd, the beauty is on his side, how could he wrong himself?

"You, what are you going to do, you promised Young Master Duan!" Wang Yuyan's voice trembled slightly, looking at Mo Wen in horror.

Mo Wen shrugged and looked at her with a non-smiling smile, "Do you think a thief still has credibility when he speaks?"

Taking off his clothes, Mo Wen stepped to press Wang Yuyan, who was also naked, on the haystack.

Unlike the brutality just now, Mo Wen walked around Wang Yuyan patiently this time, squeezing her sensitive parts with her big hands, while licking her mouth and tongue on the beautiful face and cherry lips. Fuck it.

"Um... thief, you let me go!"

Wang Yuyan struggled and twisted desperately, but it was a pity that the bodies of the two of them kept tearing, causing their body temperature to rise more and more.

"Stop! Stop! Please stop! Uh, uh—"

Poor Wang Yuyan, a girl who has not been out of the pavilion, is an opponent of this kind of veteran. Coupled with the poison of the sad and crisp breeze in her body, her hands and feet can not move, but her body has become more sensitive and her strength gradually dissipated.

I saw her gradually struggling movements diminished, but her legs tightened involuntarily.

After a while. Wang Yuyan, who had been arbitrarily played with by Mo Wen, became stiff, then she softened again and lay on the haystack. He gasped slightly, his hot breath wet the surrounding air, but his eyes were as if dripping with water.

Looking at the gleam of water in his hand, and then at the blushing beauty lying in the haystack, Mo Wen just smiled evilly.

"It seems that you are not so resistant to me?"

Wang Yuyan blushed with shame. Tears rolled in his eyes, but he clenched his silver teeth and said nothing. Finally turned his head to the side.

"Look at me!" Mo Wen turned her head domineeringly.

The two looked at each other.

Then Mo Wen just smiled, separated the snow-white round thighs, and pushed it in.

"Ah!" Wang Yuyan raised her hair with a whine, only to feel that she was penetrated by the hot soldering iron. The slender hands in the haystack squeezed a few straws tight. Two lines of clear tears flowed down his face.

Mo Wen didn't show any pity, and sprinted vigorously against the slender waist.

"cousin!--"

With her body swaying up and down with Mo Wen's impact, Wang Yuyan muttered to herself, closing her eyes in despair.

The bodies of the two sexies in the haystack kept tumbling, while the nerd downstairs was in a coma, unaware that he had lost the most precious thing in his life.

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One drop, two drops, in the darkness. Duan Yu felt that something cold was dripping on his face and forced his eyes to open. But I saw Wang Yuyan sitting next to her, looking at her with ‘concerned’, her beautiful eyes were full of sadness, teardrops steadily sliding down her face, dripping onto her face.

"Am I dreaming? Ms. Wang, you actually cry for me? That way, I will die when I die..." Duan Yu muttered to himself. He stretched out a hand and wanted to wipe the corner of his eye. Tears.

But Wang Yuyan hid back, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and then forced a smile: "Master Duan, are you awake?"

Duan Yu's mind was still a little confused at this time. He looked at Wang Yuyan on the side, "Miss Wang, where are we? Are we in the Yin Cao Difu?"

"Don't worry, neither of you are dead yet!" a light voice said with a smile.

Hearing this voice, Duan Yu was an agitated spirit, and then he turned over and jumped up, but the sharp pain in his abdomen made his eyes black and almost fainted again.

"You, what did you do to me!" Looking at the young man in white who was sitting by the window drinking wine, Duan Yu seemed to have seen an evil spirit. Then he glanced at Wang Yuyan and saw that her clothes were neatly dressed and secretly loose. In a sigh of relief.

"Miss Wang, he was rude to you. If he is, he will fight for his life and seek justice for you!"

Wang Yuyan's eyes were red when she heard it. This **** was just rude. Her innocent body had already been sorrowed by him, by him. Wang Yuyan felt sorrowful when he thought of this. There were tears in her eyes. It was just that **** contract that made her He couldn't even find death, and he had to obey the instructions of the thief.

After taking a few breaths, Wang Yuyan bit her lip, and she could only say as Mo Wen had previously ordered: "No, after he abolished the master's martial arts, he detoxified me, and there was nothing irregular. ."

His eyes drooped slightly, but he did not dare to look at Duan Yu's eyes.

Poor Duan Yuchizhai Nian Buddha's brain was so silly, seeing Wang Yuyan saying this, he believed it to be true, and didn't notice Wang Yuyan's awkward sitting posture and his slightly red lips.

Knowing that everything is fine, he didn't even care about hearing that his martial arts was abolished. He felt a peace in his heart. Then he looked at Mo Wen, "Your Excellency, since you have obtained the Six Meridian Sword Score, please let me go. People leave."

Mo Wen gently shook the hip flask in his hand, but looked at Duan Yu with an extremely weird look. After a long time, he said, "I said I let you two off, but I remember I said to I got two kinds of kung fu, One Yang Finger and Six Meridian Divine Sword, but Young Master Duan only surrendered one, so he wanted to leave. I thought it was too good!"

Duan Yu frowned, and said anxiously: "Don't you already have a six-channel divine sword? The power is still higher than the one-yang-finger handed down in my family, why do I want to covet the one-yang finger? Besides, I only know the six-channel god. Sword, a Yang Zhi, but never practiced."

Mo Wen took a sip of his wine and said slowly, "The Six-Medition Sword was born out of the One Yang Finger, and both of them will naturally be beneficial. Moreover, the power of the One Yang Finger is no longer the power of the Six-Maid Sword. Playing is even more healing, so I won’t let it go.”

Duan Yu was extremely anxious, "But I don't know how to make a positive point at all!"

Mo Wen smiled, "I think so too. If your Excellency knows a positive finger, the Six-Medition Divine Sword can be used. I'm afraid I was not Duan's opponent at that time. I was also in order to guard against this. I won your martial arts, but this can be regarded as the original owner, the Beiming magical skill of my Xiaoyao school is not so easy to learn."

"You knew already?"

Duan Yu was shocked, and then calmed down. Since the other party didn't kill himself, he naturally kept himself useful. It doesn't matter if Xiaoyao's martial arts is exposed. The big deal is to lose his life. The most important thing is to protect the king girl.

This poor honour is still dedicated to protecting his sweetheart, but he doesn't know that he was in this mill just now, and the sweetheart has already confessed to others, and the two of them have been tumbling back and forth in the straw for so many times.

Putting up the remaining courage~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Duan Yu glanced at Wang Yuyan, then shouted at Mo Wen coldly: "Your Excellency, what do you want? Now that I know I won’t be able to give a finger, I’ll be detained. The two are also useless, and they provoke Murong's family and my Dali Duan for nothing. I think your Excellency shouldn't be so unwise!"

Duan Yu was forced to a desperate situation this time, and his head finally opened up, knowing that he was threatening people with his family background.

Mo Wen laughed, and shook off the hip flask.

"Murong family? Dali Duan family? It's a fart before I send Xiaoyao! I can send an elder at random to kill you all. The son of Duan wants to use this as a threat, but he made a mistake. Pay attention!"

"Then what are you going to do?" Duan Yuqiang suppressed his anger, the situation was better than others, and he had to bow his head.

"Easy! I will give Master Duan three months to go home and get a Yang finger exercise. I think it shouldn't be difficult to take the position of Master Duan in Duan's family! Miss Wang will stay here and return it to you at that time. Duan son."

"No!" Duan Yu yelled immediately, while Wang Yuyan bowed her head long ago as if resigned to his fate.

"I'll go back to Dali with you, you let Miss Wang first!" (To be continued...)