After the honest monk left, Su Yang really went to find a woman.
He has two goals, sandman or beef soup, either one will do.
Then he met Sharman.
The flowers were in full bloom, and looked even more beautiful in the sunlight. Shaman was standing among the flowers, wearing a light robe, with no makeup on her face, but the flowers beside her had lost their color.
She just stood there casually, neither moving nor speaking.
Seeing Su Yang's arrival, Shaman still didn't speak. He didn't even seem to notice anyone coming. Instead, he turned around and left, walking through a flower path paved with quarry stones. In front of him, amid a clump of rose flowers, there was a small building.
room.
That was where she lived. She pushed open the door and walked in, but did not close the door.
Of course Su Yang rushed in, only a fool would not enter.
After entering, he immediately felt that Shaman was indeed a very good woman.
Martial arts are very good.
With a flash of sword light, a dazzling long sword was thrust towards Su Yang's neck. The sword edge was like a twisting snake, covering more than ten vital points on Su Yang's upper body. No matter how he tried to hide, he would be fatal.
The next move is waiting for him.
Unless he steps back and exits the door.
Sometimes a woman's door is similar to the door of opportunity. It may only open to you once. Once you miss it, you won't know when it opens next time.
Su Yang has no time to wait, just as youth is used to enjoy love, not to wait for love.
"Jiang Shaman!" Su Yang stood there and softly uttered three words.
These three words seemed to have some kind of magical power. Or they were like three huge weights that suppressed Shaman's sword. The long sword that was just like a spiritual snake stopped at Su Yang's chest in an instant, and then brushed against Su Yang's chest.
With a sound, he sheathed his sword.
"What did you say?" Sharman asked.
"If you didn't hear what I said clearly, why did you stop?" Su Yang felt that his Mandarin was standard enough, and no one would be confused or unable to understand.
"How do you know?" Sharman said.
"Not only do I know your real name is Jiang Shaman. I also know that Feitian Jade Tiger's real name is Jiang Yufei." Su Yang said.
Shaman's expression changed a little: "What else do you know?"
"I just don't understand. Why doesn't Gong Jiu help you kill the Feitian Jade Tiger?" Su Yang found a chair and sat down, asking Shaman seriously.
"Why did Gong Jiu help me kill him?" Shaman asked back.
"Although he is your brother, he has harmed your life. I think if someone helps you kill him, you will definitely repay him."
Shaman nodded and said word by word: "Yes, I have sworn more than once. No matter who kills him, I will use my body as a reward. I have no other way to express my gratitude.
" Her voice was full of sorrow and resentment.
"Including Gong Jiu?"
"certainly."
"Does Gong Jiu like you very much?"
Shaman thought for a while and said: "If he is a god among men, then in his heart, I am almost a god among women."
"Do you like him?" Su Yang asked again.
Shaman smiled: "This question is difficult to answer. Do you think I am qualified to like or dislike anyone?"
"At least you have the ability to control your body." Su Yang said, "Has he ever got you so far?"
Shaman frowned slightly and turned to face the window. He said calmly: "You asked too much."
"It's not that I asked too many questions, but that he did too little," Su Yang said.
Shaman slowly turned around, with tenderness in her eyes. She walked slowly into Su Yang and said seriously: "Can you leave here and leave this island?"
"Why?"
"I know it may be difficult. But I also know that you have this ability. Help me kill the Feitian Jade Tiger."
Suddenly someone outside shouted: "Master Ninth is back. Master Ninth is back."
"Aren't you going to pick him up?" Su Yang asked.
Shaman didn't leave, but slowly started to take off her clothes. With two slender fingers, she took off her coat. There was only a thin gauze in the coat. Through the gauze, you could see
I saw a mature and elegant body, a slender waist, and long and straight legs that almost burst out of the gauze chest.
"I can pay you first." Shaman was already sitting in his arms.
Su Yang said: "First it was your Miss Gong, and now it's you. It seems that I am a very impatient person. Could it be said that there is no purpose between us, just because of lust?
Do you need to have sex?"
Shaman bit his lip: "What's the difference between this and a beast?"
"At this point, there is no difference between humans and beasts." Su Yang said: "If there is a price for me to go to bed with you, what is the difference between me and those ducks and husbands? So I prefer your Miss Gong.
, at least she dared to let me know nakedly that she seduced me only because she needed it and nothing else."
"She's just a cousin," Sharman said.
Su Yang smiled: "Yes, it's just a living watch." He said while looking at the table.
I don’t know when there was a flower on the table,
An ice flower.
It is midsummer now, but this flower is carved from ice, and the transparent petals have not yet begun to melt?
Although it is a small ice flower, who can estimate its value? And who knows how much tenderness and love it contains?
"I didn't see this flower when I came in, and it hadn't started to melt yet. The person who brought the flowers saw you dressed like this with another man, so he could only leave these ice flowers and left quietly.
." Su Yang said.
From the moment he entered the house, Su Yang had been paying close attention to the house, but he didn't notice anyone coming in. Except for the moment when Shaman sat in his arms, could it be that Gong Jiu's movement skills were already so good that he could do it in just an instant?
Enter the room, put down the flowers and leave?
This is not just a show of love, but a demonstration.
Shaman also saw the flower and nodded slowly: "You can't leave now."
"As soon as I walk out of this gate, Gong Jiu will attack me?" Su Yang asked.
"He wouldn't kill someone in my room," Sharman said.
"If I can't walk out of your room, then what meaning do I have to you? Since I have no meaning anymore, why would you offend Gong Jiu to protect me?" Su Yang asked rhetorically.
Shaman suddenly laughed, and she tore off the last tulle on her body. The two pink buds on her chest were like two flowers, or like snow lotuses on the top of a snow-capped mountain.
When she smiled, it seemed as if the whole room was filled with color, and when she breathed, even the temperature in the air began to rise.
Her body was trembling slightly and her body was hot.
"At least, we can be like wild beasts, without having to think about anything, just go to bed simply and crazily!"
Her lips suddenly blocked Su Yang's mouth, cold, yet soft and fragrant as sweet as flower buds.
A fragrant smell filled the room, along with a few painful groans, like the call of a wild beast.
.........
By the time calm returned to the room, it was already noon.
They lay on the bed, motionless, not even wanting to lift a finger.
So far, Su Yang still feels a little baffled and confused about how all this happened.
It was exactly what he said, and what Sharman said, that what happened just now was without warning, sudden and violent. The whole process was like two wild beasts fighting in the most primitive way, venting their most instinctive desires.
At that moment, oh no, for more than an hour, he transformed into a beast?
There were several bright red claw marks on Su Yang's back, while there were old scars on Shaman's snow-white skin.
‘Let the souls of our orcs evolve?’ Su Yang suddenly thought of a lyric.
"He actually keeps watching at the door?" Su Yang couldn't help but want to laugh. What the hell, fucking his fiancée in front of him? This is indeed an evil island, full of perverted people.
Shaman said calmly: "Why do we have to talk about other people's things? Why don't you talk about yourself?"
She buttoned up Su Yang's clothes, smiled sweetly, and said: "There is a small kitchen in the back. I will cook some food for you. There is also some wine in the cabinet. I can have a couple of drinks with you."
"
Suddenly there was a knock on the door outside, and someone said softly: "I am Xiaoyu, Master Ninth specially asked me to invite Miss Man to dinner."
Shaman didn't look back and said coldly: "I won't go, I don't have time."
Xiaoyu still refused to leave, and was still begging outside the door: "If Miss Man doesn't go, Master Ninth will scold me."
Shaman suddenly rushed over and opened the door and said, "Have you seen that I have guests here?"
Xiaoyu picked up her head, looked at Su Yang in surprise, and stammered: "I...I" Su Yang was sitting on the bed in disheveled clothes. From his clothes and Shaman's red face, everyone could tell that just now
What happened.
Shaman said solemnly, "You should be able to see it. In fact, he saw it himself. If he really wanted to invite me to dinner, why didn't he tell me just now?"
Xiaoyu didn't dare to speak anymore, lowered her head, and left quietly. Before leaving, she couldn't help but look back secretly, looking surprised and curious.
After Xiaoyu walked away, Shaman put on his clothes again and said to Su Yang, "Wait for me here."
"Where are you going?" Su Yang said.
"I'll go and tell him clearly that I don't want to stay here anymore."
Su Yang said: "Although it's a bit heartless to say this, I still think that the fact that we only slept together once is not enough for you to risk your life for a showdown with Gong Jiu."
Shaman suddenly smiled: "Yes, but at least let me know that simply going to bed like a beast is more interesting, or meaningful, than waiting that looks beautiful but is destined to be fruitless. My martial arts
Not weak, since I want to kill people, I can do it myself instead of wasting my life here."
