The thick black smoke instantly turned into a human form, and an old man with no teeth suddenly appeared in front of him.
The monk was shocked. Damn it, when did he have another guest staying in his will space?
This guy was really ugly. The skin all over his body was like dry tree bark. He curled his lips and slowly opened his mouth.
"Hey, old man, you should say hello to the owner of this place when you stay here for the night! It's not good to just run in quietly like this!"
The old man's face was covered with black lines. A pair of eyes stared at him silently. Suddenly his pupils brightened and a thick black smoke floated towards the monk.
"Grass!"
The monk turned his hands into palms and rotated in circles, and a black and purple thunderbolt suddenly came out of his hand.
"Boom! Boom!"
The will space suddenly vibrated, and the monk's body flew backwards like a kite with its string broken.
"ah...!"
He slowly opened his eyes, and was surprised to find that he had been expelled from the will space. Damn, it was just a move, who the hell is this guy.
Damn it, why have you been so unlucky recently? Counting him, there are already three old monsters staying in the will space. At least they all have to pay some accommodation fees. They are really a bunch of iron roosters, they simply have no limits.
Just as he was thinking wildly, a harsh voice suddenly sounded.
"Hmph! By living in your body, I think highly of you."
"Damn, you didn't even pay a penny and you still have the nerve to say you think highly of me? Damn it, you're too embarrassed!"
After listening to the old man's words and the previous move, the monk was so angry that his teeth itched.
"Okay, what you said makes sense to some extent. I'll help you!"
As soon as the old man's voice fell, the monk suddenly felt that the blood in his body was boiling, and countless powers were integrated into his dantian. His power was soaring at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Dang! Dang! Dang!"
At this moment, there was a chaotic knock on the door. The monk was startled and secretly shouted, "No!"
He gritted his teeth, turned into a gust of wind at this critical moment, and disappeared into the office.
Every capillary on the monk's body was swelling continuously, and his whole body was extremely itchy. Fortunately, his current abnormality was invisible to others.
When he returned to the table on the dance floor, the uncle and the emperor had been waiting there for a long time.
The two sides exchanged a few polite words again, and the monk hurriedly took the money and left.
The uncle looked at the monk's back blankly, thinking silently in his heart, this guy can't be a liar!
The sky has not yet fully dawned, the busy city is still sleeping, and the monk can't walk alone on the street. The blood in his body is boiling, and the walking speed is getting faster and faster.
When he turned a corner in an alley, he tilted his body slightly and carried him through. Unexpectedly, just as he turned, a person suddenly stood in front of him. He hurriedly tried to get out of the way, but it was too late and he knocked the person to the ground heavily.
The man kept exclaiming, and the voice was that of a young woman. The monk looked around and saw that the man was still lying limply on the ground.
He secretly muttered "Oops!" and hurriedly leaned next to her, brushing the hair away from her face. He could clearly see her face and expression, but it didn't look like she was in too much pain, but rather she was half-way drunk.
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The monk smelled the strong smell of alcohol on her body again. He lifted her up in his arms and frowned as he looked at her outfit.
This is a beautiful girl in her early twenties, with a round face, a cute pointed chin, a light touch of eye makeup on her half-closed eyelids, long and long false eyelashes that are constantly trembling, and short eyebrows.
The short, light willow-leaf-shaped, tall boy, the thick lips are painted with pink lipstick, the edges are beautifully drawn, and the center of the lips is opened into a small concave "o" shape, which is very attractive.
Her black waterfall-like straight hair hangs down her back, thick and shiny, and is permed into curls at the very end. At the edge of the hair, the thin and long rod-shaped metal earrings under her ears shine brightly.
She has a slender figure. Even though she is paralyzed on the ground, you can still see her tall figure, but she is not the kind of girl who can't help being weak. On her slender frame, she has a young and delicate body that is just right plump, which makes her tight.
His clothes can be seen at a glance.
Her outfit was really suffocating, a low-cut, short-cut purple silk top with spaghetti straps.
In addition to exposing a piece of snow-white chest muscles and showing ### fine meat mounds, there is a cute groove-like shape between the two hemispheres.
A platinum necklace paired with earrings hangs on her chest, making her even more charming.
The silk top was as thin as cicada wings. Although it was not transparent, it stuck lazily to her breasts and even had two small points protruding.
The weather was so cold in the early morning, but she only wore a small black coat that couldn't be buttoned up at all. Her lower body was wearing a long and narrow beige skirt that was even more tight, covering her slender waist, strong belly and round
Her upturned buttocks were wrapped into the most attractive shape.
The skirt also had a terrible slit in front of her left leg, which was split straight to the top. Her bare thighs were covered with pink and white mesh stockings. Under her feet, a pair of white high-heeled sandals were probably not more than four inches high. God knows she
How do you walk on tiptoes?
All of this is filled with the charm of women.
At this time, the monk was not in the mood to appreciate her. On the one hand, he should be worried about what happened to her. On the other hand, the energy in his body was still rising sharply. If this continued, it was not impossible for him to die due to engulfment.
The monk patted the woman's cheek. The woman had no reaction at first, but soon she said "Yeah! Yeah!" twice, her eyelids opened weakly, and her expression became cloudy.
She frowned, flexed her left foot, pressed her ankle with her delicate palms, and complained in a sad voice: "It hurts!"
The monk tried to touch her ankle, but she didn't complain of pain. He thought it was just a bruise or sprain, with no fractures or skin abrasions.
He helped her upright and asked, "I'm sorry, miss, does it hurt? Can I take you to the hospital to see a doctor?"
The woman just frowned and said nothing. The monk was in a dilemma and asked: "Miss, then... do you live nearby? Can I take you home first?"
The woman took a long time to nod. The monk picked up the small bag she had thrown at her feet and handed it back to her. He held her armpits and asked the woman to straighten her legs with all his strength.
She was swaying and unable to stand. The monk believed that she was more drunk than injured. He first asked her to stand by the alley and asked her where she lived.
The woman pointed forward softly with her index finger. The monk looked along suspiciously, not knowing which house she was referring to, so he had to support her and walk towards the alley.
The woman's steps were light and heavy, and her whole body was almost leaning on the monk. Although the monk's arms were filled with the warm fragrance of nephrite, she probably couldn't take him with her. She only felt pain and itching all over her body.
But he still insisted on holding her in his arms and asking as he walked.
Until they arrived at a duplex apartment, the woman found a bunch of keys from her bag, selected one of them, and tried to put it into the keyhole.
Seeing that she couldn't open the door for a long time, the monk reached out and helped her turn the key, and the door clicked open.
He helped her step in. Facing a set of stairs, he had to support her to climb up.
The monk asked her every floor he climbed. She always raised her palm to indicate that she hadn't arrived yet. When she climbed to the fourth floor, she shook the bunch of keys again. The monk knew that she had arrived home and took her key ring.
I want to find a key that matches the path.
Suddenly the woman turned her stomach and vomited several mouthfuls of filth. Fortunately, she turned her head away and did not vomit on the monk. However, she ruined her clothes all over, and the stench was unavoidable.
The monk looked for the key in a panic. As soon as the door opened, his heart dropped. The room was darker than the dawn outside, and there was no light. He still shouted without giving up: "Is anyone home?"
The woman suddenly pushed him away, staggered into the house, and knocked open a half-open door. The monk guessed that it was the bathroom, and sure enough, he immediately heard the sound of her vomiting inside.
The monk found a lamp and turned it on, only to realize that it was a large suite. Apart from the living room, there was only a small kitchen and bathroom.
He closed the door and walked to the bathroom door. He saw that she had finished vomiting and was sitting on the floor panting, and the toilet was a mess.
The monk sighed helplessly, stretched out his hand and poured water to wash away the things she vomited out. Seeing her lying on the ground dejectedly, he was in a dilemma, not knowing whether to leave or help her settle down.
At this moment, something suddenly moved in his heart, and the huge power finally slowly weakened.
The old man's voice sounded again, "These powers are my gift to you, so make good use of them!"
The monk was suddenly startled, and quickly struck with luck. His strength doubled, and he almost screamed in surprise, feeling secretly happy in his heart.
He thought about it for a while, but did not immediately stabilize his skills. He walked over and put hot water in the bathtub.
At this time, the woman was even more unconscious than before, so the monk simply took it by himself and took off her dirty clothes.
First her little coat, then her silk top.
God, she really didn't wear a bra. A pair of jade-like smooth and clean hemispheres immediately swayed on her chest. On the top of the pink and slightly black halo, there were two small dark red raisins, which were really cute.
Seeing this, the monk couldn't help but feel the urge to be a man, but he still forced himself to calm down and continued to untie her long narrow skirt.
It took him a lot of effort to find the knot of the invisible zipper at the top of her skirt. He pulled down the zipper and pulled up the skirt, revealing the black high-waisted panties under her pantyhose.
The monk took off her high-heeled sandals and then pulled off the pantyhose. Unfortunately, he had rough hands and feet. By the time he took off the pantyhose, the threads and threads of the pantyhose had collapsed and became unseemly, so he probably couldn't wear them anymore.
His heart began to beat wildly at this moment. This strange woman was almost naked. With the carefully decorated facial features on her face and the young and attractive curves of her body, how could the monk not bump into her?
The more mysterious place couldn't be seen because his legs were clamped. He swallowed his saliva.
He stood up, took a few deep breaths, and found that the hot water was already seven to eight percent full. He tested the temperature, turned off the faucet, then bent down to pick up the woman and put her into the bathtub.
The woman probably also felt that the hot water was very comfortable, so she said "hmm" and a smile appeared on her lips.