Lei Feng was stunned, and the female killer got up, returned to the yard, and closed the door.
Du Shiqi sat on the stone bench, swaying her long, lustrous legs, and sang a song. Lei Feng was immediately stunned and said, "You have recovered?"
Du Shiqi wondered: "Restore what?"
"Aren't you sad?" Lei Feng said.
Du Shiqi smiled sweetly and asked doubtfully: "Master is not dead, why am I sad? Do you think I am really stupid?"
Lei Feng was speechless and said with a wry smile: "It's me who is stupid."
For a whole day, the female killer locked herself in the room. Lei Feng did not urge her, but sat cross-legged under the big tree, flipping through pornographic magazines. A magazine from five years ago contained nude photos of some Hong Kong movie stars.
"Lei Feng, what are you looking at?" Du Shiqi came over and asked.
"Philosophy." Lei Feng closed the book and said seriously, "Does it have anything to do with men's relationships?"
Du Shiqi curled her lips and hummed: "It's just the naked bodies of men and women, I've seen them before."
Lei Feng fell to the ground and said with a dry smile: "She's fine, I'll go in and take a look."
The female killer sat on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the classical wardrobe. It was beautiful and antique, and a kind of desolate beauty came to her face.
Lei Feng had noticed the cabinet very early, and it seemed familiar, especially the surface on the cabinet, which was full of desolation, like floating clouds in the sky. Even though the lines were very clear, it was difficult to figure out the true meaning.
"Hey!" Lei Feng noticed something unusual, stared at the paintings on the cabinet, and said solemnly, "There is something weird in the cabinet!"
"It's all underwear, do you want to see it?" the female killer said coldly.
Lei Feng sweated on his forehead and said angrily: "Am I the kind of person who has no standards?"
The female killer was not angry. The moment she opened the cabinet, Lei Feng's eyes lit up and he said, "Pink, I like it... uh... do you know what's going on with the painting on the cabinet?"
The female killer touched the cabinet, closed her eyes, and said: "The master's most valuable missionary treasure, the master said that if you understand the martial arts above, you can control Xijing City. It's a pity that she didn't understand it."
The more Lei Feng looked at her, the more solemn his expression became, as if he had seen a fairy standing in the clouds, dancing in the breeze and the bright moon, reaching out to pick up the stars, and her falling sword shaking the colorful clouds.
The various postures confuse all living beings. Although his face is blurry, Lei Feng can feel the beauty coming towards him, especially the sword intent on his body, which breaks through the sky and suppresses the nine heavens and ten earth.
Lei Feng slowly closed his eyes, slid his palm in the air, and the golden needle jumped out automatically. The golden energy wrapped around the golden needle, emitting a dazzling brilliance, and drew out the flowing clouds and colorful clouds, the bright moon and the breeze.
"What a powerful swordsmanship!" After a while, Lei Feng opened his eyes and said with a change of color.
The female killer said excitedly: "Can you understand?"
Lei Feng smiled bitterly and said, "Truth or lie?"
"Hurry up!" the female killer said angrily.
Lei Feng shook his head and said: "I can get a glimpse of it, but I can't get the real inheritance. It's extremely profound. I didn't expect that the Su Nu Sect has such a profound swordsmanship."
He explained his views to the female killer, and she listened very carefully. She even grabbed Lei Feng's clothes at key points and touched his body. A man and a woman were alone in the same room, and their bodies were still in contact. She was distracted and uncontrollable.
The female killer digested Lei Feng's experience and hurried out, but was pulled by Lei Feng.
"Tell me, what's going on?" Lei Feng frowned, "How long do you want to hide it?"
The female killer frowned and said, "You hurt me!"
In the yard, under the banyan tree, there was a pot of tea and two cups of tea filled with smoke. Lei Feng quietly stared at the female killer. The female killer did not dare to look at each other and turned her head to look into the distance.
Holding the female killer's face and turning her around, Lei Feng said seriously: "Tell me, what's going on, who am I? What's the relationship with your master?"
The female killer shook her head and said: "I don't know, I just know that everything seems to be fake. The master is fake, the female sect is fake, and even herself is fake. Why do you think the master lied to me?"
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Lei Feng frowned and said, "Are you also kept in the dark?"
The female killer smiled bitterly and said: "That's right. When I realized that I couldn't see the body, I suddenly realized that the master had been lying to me. But why should he lie to us? We are the people closest to her."
Lei Feng stared at the female killer and saw that she didn't seem to be faking it. He sighed: "Everyone is kept in the dark. How can we explain the konjac flower?"
Things became complicated and confusing. Lei Feng looked at the sky and remained silent for a long time. The female killer held his hand and said, "I'm sorry for making you feel wronged."
Du Shiqi stood aside stupidly, her eyes looking confused from time to time, and her face showing surprise from time to time. She just couldn't understand what the two of them were talking about, so it would be better to let her copy the plain girl's sword skills.
Time with beauties always passed quickly. After giving some instruction on the swordsmanship and martial arts of the two women, Lei Feng went to the boss to watch ### and asked him for advice on martial arts doubts.
The strange thing is that the boss is very generous this time, probably because the consumption last night made him happy, so he is very happy. Lei Feng has taken a very important half step on the life and death needle, but there is still half a step, and he can't understand it yet.
arrive.
The transformation between life and death and the reversal of yin and yang are closely connected, but Lei Feng cannot see or explore that bridge, so he can only wait for the opportunity.
I looked through the erotic paintings given by my boss again. The explanations on the understanding of life and death were very mysterious in a few words, and they told the truth of life and death of yin and yang in the world.
"When will we go again?" Before leaving, the boss blushed and asked softly.
Looking at the boss's wretched face, Lei Feng said helplessly: "It can't be done for now, I still have things to do."
Back in the yard, the female killer gave Lei Feng a sachet and told him that it would be useful in the future. Smelling the faint aroma, like orchid and musk, Lei Feng immediately realized that it was made of dozens of extremely precious spices, worth
Very tall, a close-fitting item for women.
"Master's relic." After the female killer gave it to him, she returned to the room.
Lei Feng knew that the female killer must have some inside information, but he was unwilling to tell it. He did not force it. Ding Yuluo's whereabouts became a mystery, and the origin of the konjac flower was also a suspense.
Reminiscent of the scenes on the cliff in the dream, Lei Feng vaguely caught something, but it was not clear. He soon felt it slipping away and no longer existed. The fullness of the memory was extremely powerful, and it gradually began to converge. As the strength increased, the seal became more powerful.
Lei Feng's idea of opening the seal has almost become a fantasy now. The more powerful he is, the more terrifying the seal becomes. Who is it that seals his memory?
…
Cheetah base.
Mr. Thirteen withdrew from the body of Cheng Ying who had lost her virginity, looked at the woman with perfect curves, and said, "Are you resenting me?"
From the moment he entered Cheng Ying's body to the time he took it out and the orgasm came over, Cheng Ying remained motionless and looked at her coldly, like a doll, at the mercy of Mr. Thirteen.
Snap!
There was an extra palm print on Cheng Ying's chest. It was blood red and contrasted with the two bright red spots. Mr. Thirteen stretched his teeth a little and said, "If you hate me, just say it. If you don't say it, how can I know what you think?"
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Cheng Ying frowned, her breasts were covered with scars. Mr. Thirteen liked the woman under ###, especially the screams and miserable state of the woman. Every time ###, he could not feel any pleasure, only endless
torture.
In the past, she admired Mr. Thirteen. He was like her big brother, constantly teaching her martial arts and how to survive. But at the moment when Lei Feng was ambushed and abandoned, she seemed to have realized a lot.
A tool will always be a tool, and it will not become more important in the other person's mind just because you please him. In his eyes, women are devalued items. From the moment they enter, women are devalued.
Imagining Lei Feng's attitude towards women, Cheng Ying sighed in his heart, but his mouth remained closed and he didn't say much. It was just his eyes that betrayed him.
Bang bang bang!
Mr. Thirteen roared angrily: "Speak to me, do you hear me? Do you feel good? How do you feel about being fucked by me?"
Continuously uttering vulgar words, Cheng Ying seemed to be meeting Mr. Thirteen for the first time, seeing the ugliest side of human nature, and finally said: "You have changed."
Mr. Thirteen stopped his hand, suddenly laughed wildly, and said in a cold voice: "Have I changed, or you haven't seen it clearly at all, I have always been like this, always like this!"
Cheng Ying said calmly: "Have you always been selfish and inferior?"
Snap!
Cheng Ying flew backwards, groaned miserably, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Mr. Thirteen retracted his palm and said coldly: "Soldiers, you have to kill your own emotions. This is your bounden duty!"
Cheng Ying said coldly: "That is your bounden duty. The leader has never said that."
Mr. Thirteen wanted to take action, but a report came from outside: "Chief Instructor, someone wants to see you."
"I don't see guests." Mr. Thirteen said displeasedly, "No matter who it is, just turn it away."
The sound outside suddenly stopped, and Mr. Thirteen's eyes flashed. At this time, the door opened, and a noble figure walked in. He laughed and said: "Mr. Thirteen is so elegant!"
Cheng Ying quickly wrapped her body in a sheet and tried to leave, but Mr. Thirteen grabbed her, tore off the cover, and said with a ferocious smile: "Are you interested?"
The person who came was none other than Wen Hua. He had a handsome and somewhat coquettish appearance, and his facial features were more delicate than those of a woman. He looked at Cheng Ying's body with great interest and said, "I can't believe that there is such a perfect body. And most importantly, I can't believe it."
Yes, her ### is not broken."
"I like to play in the back." Mr. Thirteen didn't care. He poured tea while naked and asked, "Do you want it?"
The tea cup rotated, with a strong force in the air, and rushed towards Wenhua. At this moment, it was like a landslide and a tsunami, which was difficult to stop. However, Wenhua picked it up with one hand, easily breaking the strength of Mr. Thirteen, and said with a smile: "Being respectful is worse than obeying orders."
Mr. Thirteen's pupils shrank, and then he smiled and said: "Please sit down, we can discuss what we have discussed!"
"I only want one thing, and the rest is yours." Wenhua blew away the mist and said with a smile.
Mr. Thirteen said solemnly: "They are all the country's things, no less of them!"
Wen Hua said disdainfully: "You should tell the big families that rule China these words. I know that the current military is very powerful, but in the eyes of the big families, you can't afford to make trouble."
"The lifeblood of the country is in their hands. The so-called country is just a machine. I understand the basic principles. I believe you will understand better if you are in the center." Wenhua narrowed his eyes and said.
Mr. Thirteen pondered for a moment and then said: "This matter is of great importance and I need to report it to the leader."
"Actually, if he is not afraid of being killed by the gods of Xijing City, he can give it a try." Wen Hua said with a profound smile.
Boom!
The table next to him exploded, revealing Mr. Thirteen's murderous intent!
