Li Daoqiang had a smile of pleasant aftertaste on his face.
Big hands, it is countless times smoother and more tender than the finest silk...
Cross one by one.
Feeling relaxed and high.
This kind of happiness that can fully satisfy him and conquer him is really rare.
After all, there are very few women who have this level of fighting ability and are willing to accompany him in his madness.
As for the Black Dragon Village, that doesn't count.
The more important thing is to bully one by one, one by one overnight.
Not really a skill.
No matter how he wins, the happiness of separation will not be as good as now.
But after tonight, I'm afraid Zhou Zhiruo will no longer be here.
This time it was her way of venting her anger, trying so hard to be able to have such fighting power.
After thinking about it, my spirit became more and more exciting.
With his current level of skill, it's really nothing to do this once in a while.
Looking sideways at Zhou Zhiruo, who was panting and pretending to be dead, he couldn't help but have a bad taste in his heart, and said affectionately: "Are you not angry anymore? My husband has spent all his money on you."
Zhou Zhiruo took a breath, and the redness that had just calmed down rose again.
"snort."
He snorted coldly and turned his head to the other side, but the snort was quite weak, as if he was acting coquettishly.
Li Daoqiang pressed his arms harder and said dotingly: "Okay, husband, I'm joking with you. It's fun in the boudoir. We are all still young and will have a lot of good days in the future, so we should be happy and smile more."
Zhou Zhiruo ignored it and seemed to be asleep.
Li Daoqiang raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced slightly, and his eyes were slightly vacant.
Suddenly, his smile became a little brighter, and he didn't look angry at all.
He said gently: "By the way, how are things in Emei lately? Do those old stubborns listen to you?"
Zhou Zhiruo's eyelids moved as she closed her eyes tightly, her delicate eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and her weak expression suddenly became a little energetic.
Her thin lips parted slightly, and her voice was cold with a hint of coldness: "Emei is very good, and those stubborn old men are very honest."
"It's good to be honest. I'm worried that they will rely on their old age and ignore you."
As he said that, Li Daoqiang frowned again and said uneasily: "No, these old stubborns are very stubborn. I won't worry if they don't hit the city wall, don't look back, and don't beat them."
Zhou Zhiruo opened her eyes suddenly and had a bad feeling in her heart.
Before she could express anything, Li Daoqiang's eyebrows were slightly raised, he looked aloof, unquestionable domineering and strong, and cast his eyes into the distance, as if he had seen through everything.
The gaze that looked down on the world seemed to appear in the sky above Emei like a real thing, looking down and falling, and in an instant, silent thunder exploded.
Under the dark night, everyone in the quiet Mount Emei woke up.
Every master-level expert was frightened and looked up into the sky.
"Listen to me clearly, Zhiruo is my wife, Li Daoqiang, if anyone dares to offend her.
Taoist priest, I will demolish a thousand Taoist temples.
Monk, I will destroy a thousand temples and nunneries."
The thunderous sound exploded, quietly, without alerting any beings under the Grand Master.
It is also like an ancient bell, echoing in the minds and hearts of all master-level beings.
Behind a silent temple.
There was a trace of blood on the corner of an old monk's mouth, and his eyes looked heavy, tired and helpless.
After looking at the black void for a few breaths, I sighed and fell into silence again.
At the same time, every place in Nuoda Emei Mountain fell into silence again after being awakened by the force.
Like a frightened and beaten little beast, it is angry and depressed, but at the same time it is more frightened, well-behaved, and stays quietly.
in the room.
Zhou Zhiruo's eyes were widened and still tired, her mouth opened slightly, and she looked blankly at Li Daoqiang, who seemed to have accomplished something and smiled with satisfaction.
When he came back to his senses, his face turned red.
A feeling of shame and anger rushed straight into my brain, and my reason was overwhelmed.
"Li, Dao, Qiang."
His whole body was trembling and he was gnashing his teeth. His naked and weak body fiercely pounced on the other side, opening his mouth to bite.
Fight with him!
This thought filled my heart, as if I had forgotten my martial arts, just like an ordinary little girl showing her teeth and claws, biting her mouth and scratching her claws.
Li Daoqiang suppressed the uprising with a wave of his hands, and said with a puzzled face: "Zhiruo, what are you doing?"
Zhou Zhiruo couldn't move, struggled hard, gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "What am I doing? What are you doing? Do I want to live anymore?"
"What are these words? Who dares not to let you live?" Li Daoqiang was even more puzzled.
"Hmph, you and I have no name or identity. You come to Emei in the middle of the night, and I am the head of Emei, the master of Jinding Yiline nunnery.
You also threatened them with Taoist temples and monasteries.
Who do you think I am? How can I have the dignity to be the head of Emei?"
Zhou Zhiruo's words came out from between her teeth. The more she spoke, the angrier she became and the more urgent she spoke.
There are some things that can only be done but not said, let alone saying those things at this time and in this situation.
She only felt that her eyes were dark and there was no daylight.
There is no room for her outside this room.
Everyone looked at her with...
Just thinking about it gives me a feeling of despair and suffocation.
Li Daoqiang's face was stunned, and he frowned in sudden realization, and said with little confidence: "It seems to make sense, Zhiruo, did I do something wrong?
How about I explain it further?"
Zhou Zhiruo was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the face in front of her that was a little innocent, a little guilty, and more pretending to be stupid. She immediately became furious and burst into tears.
"Li Daoqiang, you are a bastard, I will fight you."
Her delicate body twisted and struggled even more crazily.
Li Daoqiang suppressed him with a smile, but Zhou Zhiruo's true energy could not be mobilized at some point. The remaining physical strength was quickly exhausted, and he could only breathe in the fragrance and glare at Li Daoqiang fiercely.
Li Daoqiang happily wiped away his tears and said softly, "Okay, okay, don't be angry anymore. It's my fault, husband. Please apologize to me."
Zhou Zhiruo remained silent, but the tears in her eyes were increasing uncontrollably.
The more you flow, the less burden you feel, and you flow happily.
The sadness, pain, depression, grievance, hatred and other emotions during this period turned into thrust, making the tears flow like a spring.
He was honest and upright, not hiding anything at all.
Just staring at the bastard in front of me, as if saying, I'll let you know.
Li Daoqiang's mood of teasing just now suddenly disappeared, and he became a little regretful and speechless.
After all, she is your wife, you can just train her slowly, why bother?
Now I still need him to coax me.
"Stop crying, stop crying. How old are you, and you still shed tears so much?" Li Daoqiang said as if coaxing a child.
Zhou Zhiruo suddenly came back to her senses, her neck turning red with embarrassment.
How could I let this bastard laugh at me like this?
Suddenly, my thoughts changed again.
Anyway, it’s like this, everything is given to this bastard, what else can’t be shown to him?
So what if he is superior?
So what if he is invincible?
I just love to shed tears. If you can, beat me to death.
His thoughts became more and more exciting, and his red eyes widened even more, showing no signs of weakness or giving in to the situation.