That night was the first time in Yu Ze's life that he had such close contact with a woman.
The two of them were lying naked on the ice bed, and Yu Ze used his own body temperature to warm the little junior sister. Yu Ze was still stuck on the most critical step when he started to use his skills. He held the junior sister who was almost frozen in his arms and bit him.
Gritting his teeth.
He spread the junior sister's legs and pressed his fiery penis against the cold front of the junior sister's door. Then, with a heavy waist, he pierced the barrier and penetrated into the cold core.
"Ah!" Junior sister raised her head and murmured, as if her body was suddenly dropped from the cold ice into hot water. There was a kind of fiery heat in her body that was warming her.
Yu Ze felt the cold and tight feeling coming from the shame zone. This coldness just balanced the excessive heat in his body, which was also the role of the ice bed.
"Hmm!" Yu Ze hugged his junior sister ### tightly and moved vigorously. The more complete the blending of the two worlds, the better. The two of them sucked together tightly, holding each other tightly.
Entering, mysterious exploration is going on in Junior Sister's body.
Finally, the junior sister couldn't hold back her body's orgasm, and ### spurted out, causing spasms all over the flower path, biting Yu Ze's erection tightly.
How could Yu Ze withstand such a thrust? He was about to spurt out the essence, but his junior sister's ### entered his narrow eyes, blocking the exit and sealing the jet of yang liquid.
At this time, Yu Zecai discovered that his Ultimate Yang Guan had broken through! So, the next practice was extremely easy, and in the next three days, he and his cute little junior sister were even more violent, and the clouds and rain in Wushan changed.
In this way, Yu Ze began to lie on the ice bed, thinking about those beautiful days, those were the happiest days in his life, he and his little junior sister.
Here Yu Ze entered the Crystal Palace, while poor Feng Yu was still swimming in the swamp.
"Uh? I..." When Feng Yu woke up again, he could no longer use the concept of time to describe it. He woke up vaguely and found himself lying on the ground. To be precise, he was lying on the ground.
In a shallow puddle.
He wondered if he was dead, and he didn't realize that he was unlucky until he saw a big tree next to him. The big tree had rich and complicated branches, firmly supporting the mudflat and swamp.
After he fell into the swamp, he fell through the gap between the branches.
But it was difficult to climb out. He didn't want to go through the quagmire again. Besides, he couldn't get out without support.
Because the branches next to it cast a trace of light and shadow, and there was a trace of light under the tree, Feng Yu found that everything around him was black, and suddenly a deep sense of fear came to his heart. Who knows where this place is!
There is no other way. You can't just wait for death, Feng Yu. You just have to move on, right?
He is much luckier than others, why, because he basically doesn't have to leave and goes directly to another place.
"Ah!!!" Feng Yu screamed, his whole body tilted downwards, and fell straight down at 90 degrees. He fell into a pit before he had even taken ten steps.
After about three to five minutes, Feng Yu found that his body suddenly sank and fell into a pile of thick thatch. This was the first time since he entered Miao territory that he felt that thatch was so cute. If not,
These, he will definitely be shattered to pieces.
"Uh, ah!" Feng Yu finally stood up and found that there were bloody cuts in many places on his body, but fortunately there were no major wounds.
"Wei!" There was a crisp sound, which was caused by Feng Yu's first step out of the thatch pile. Feng Yu gently measured the sole of his foot and found a long tibia, a human tibia. It was almost rotten.
, but he was stepped on like this and completely shattered into pieces.
Is there anyone here?! Feng Yu thought that he was the only one who was both lucky and unlucky. He actually survived when he came down from the swamp, and then fell directly. Not everyone has the opportunity to experience this great tragedy and joy. Then, it seems
This person is not as lucky as me.
Feng Yu looked along the human bones and saw that a dozen half-meter-long iron pillars were inserted up and down on the wall where he had just come down. The sharp iron heads had rusted away. The head of the owner of the tibia was hanging on the wall.
Above, this bone was just knocked off.
Feng Yu felt numb in his heart. There were more than a dozen pillars, and if any one of them touched, it would mean death!
Only then did Feng Yu realize why Yu Ze said there was no return here. He had died several times before he even entered. Feng Yu really didn't expect that his fate would be so serious.
After a little preparation, Feng Yu started walking carefully, and then he realized that there was already light here. The light was dim and yellow, coming from the top of the cave.
"Oh my God!" Feng Yu got in from the corner and was really shocked by this scene.
At least as big as a standard football field, well-equipped warriors are regularly arranged, and the golden armor shines brightly when illuminated by the fire. When looking up, a dozen thick iron ropes are intertwined to form a net.
There is a huge plate covered with knots, with dozens of thick candles scattered on it. There is a faint smell of burning fat in the air. The iron rope is covered with thick spider webs.
Feng Yu couldn't think of any candle that could burn for so long. Moreover, where did the air come from? Why are there so many exquisite terracotta warriors? When Feng Yu thinks about these questions alone, he always finds that his brain is not enough.
Feng Yu walked closer and looked at the terracotta warriors. Each one was painted pitch black, with their eyes closed tightly, as if they were thinking. None of Qin Shihuang’s terracotta warriors and horses had such luxurious plastic surgery. Who on earth could have such great ability to do this?
Something? If this is developed, it will definitely be a miracle compared to any other miracle in the world.
Feng Yu walked forward along the team, and walked for about half an hour before reaching the direction the team was facing. Feng Yu frowned and looked at the scenery in front.
Two gorgeously dressed white-skinned bodies lay on the ground, each other's swords penetrated each other's chests, and there were many fractures on their bodies. Moreover, around the two people, there were also bones lying radially. It was obvious.
A boss led a group of men to kill one person, but they all died. According to Feng Yu's thinking, he knew that he had thought of so much.
There is a seat like a dragon chair next to it, which is shiny and golden. There are also some small buttons on the side of the seat, which are also covered with spider webs.
It seems that these corpses once attracted many insects, and spiders also got a share of the pie. Now they have scattered, leaving these webs.
Judging from the clothes on the corpse, these things must be quite old.
Feng Yu stroked the throne and dug out a small piece with the dagger on his body. After biting and looking, he determined that it was a gold throne. Then his mouth grew bigger.
This, it turns out there is such a huge treasure under the mountain!
Feng Yu moved one of the small buttons at will, because it seemed that the button was easy to pull off. Just that little button could be sold for no less than 100,000 yuan in Guanghai City.
"Crack!" Just when Feng Yu moved two centimeters, there was the sound of iron ropes running around him, as if something big was moving. After careful inspection, Feng Yu found a circle sticking out from all sides.
At this time, Feng Yu quickly pushed the button back. Maybe there would be a volley of thousands of arrows, but it was a pity that his hand was not invulnerable.
"Well!" Feng Yu was a little tired, so he simply sat down on the golden throne, visually inspecting the thousands of troops below, and suddenly felt like a god in his heart.
"Boom, boom, boom!" There were three sounds, which were also the sounds of chains moving, and then a gold box appeared on the left side of the golden throne. Feng Yu was actually holding his head to avoid it, and he had no time to avoid the volley of thousands of arrows.
When everything became quiet again, he straightened up and looked closely at the exquisite box in front of him.
Having said that, the second young master of the Tang family entered a warm room after turning a corner. This was normal, as the room itself was normal in such a large culvert, but there were some things inside that would not have appeared inside.
There were candles burning inside, and the flames danced slightly, driving away the darkness of the surrounding world. There was a table, two chairs, and a soft bed. Sitting on the edge of the bed was a woman. Just by looking at her back, you could tell that she was Wan.
Son. It’s just that he has changed his clothes compared to just now.
This dress was given by an old woman selling clothes when the second young master of the Tang family went to give a lecture in a temple in Lhasa, so he gave it to Wan'er.
"This, Wan'er?" The second young master of the Tang family thought this was incredible, and he tentatively called her name.
"Huh? Are you back?" The woman turned around, showing a charming face, looking at the second young master of the Tang family, just like that sweet woman back then. Has time really turned back!
"Is it really you?" The second young master of the Tang family ran over without thinking much, walked around the wooden table and stood in front of the woman, looking at her carefully.
With thin eyebrows, a high bridge of nose, a small pink mouth, and black hair spread back, she looks like she stepped out of a painting.
"It's really you, I miss you so much!" The second young master of the Tang family held this woman tightly in his arms, as if embracing this beautiful world. In his heart, this is what he has always wanted to pursue.
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"You're late again!" The woman whispered in his ear, with some grievance and reluctance in her voice. But tears fell down ###'s cheeks and dripped on the neck of the second young master of the Tang family.
superior.
The cold tears are just like her cold blood back then. Although they are silent, they are full of affection.
"It's late, it's late..." The voice kept replaying in my mind countless times, as if there were a thousand mouths overlapping to say this sentence. Wan'er's black and red blood flowed out little by little,
The white skirt was dyed red...
"Wan'er, Wan'er, who are you?" The second young master of the Tang family broke away and yelled at the woman, but his face was already covered with a layer of faint water marks from tears.
"How about you marry me when my hair reaches my waist?" The woman smiled slightly. Her sweet smile was like a lotus falling in the wind. Her heart was full of wounds but she still treated the world sincerely.