Chapter two hundred and nineteen: the curse of evil spirits
What Lang Shuoyang took over was a fire sickle, which was used to make fire.
He smiled and said: "There are not many stones, so we use fire attack instead!" After saying that, he grabbed the little man in Wanrou's hand, lit a fire with the fire sickle, ignited the animal skin on his body, and then threw him out along the entrance of the hole.
Lang Shuoyang burst out laughing amidst the villain's screams.
Wanrou frowned and said: "It doesn't matter that you have lost your memory, why have you become so cruel?"
Lang Shuoyang said: "Am I not under the curse of an evil spirit?"
Wanrou snorted: "Can you do whatever you want after being cursed? Or did you have a dark side in your heart before?"
Lang Shuoyang ignored her, turned around, put the needle bag on his waist, and lit the deerskin bag on fire. When the fire became stronger, he threw it down where there were many people, making the little people scream.
Lang Shuoyang threw down his clothes again, lying there with his back bare, watching the little man put out the fire. He laughed, and reached out to Wanrou: "Take off your Taoist robe to me quickly. Your Taoist robe is so big. Don't say anything when you throw it away."
It can also cover ten of them."
Wanrou covered her collar: "No!"
Lang Shuoyang said: "If you don't give it to me, I'll take off my pants, but I'm not wearing anything underneath!" He gestured to unbutton his pants.
"Don't take it off, I'll give it to you." Leah was generous, reaching out and taking off her upper shirt, leaving only a small bra inside, wrapping her two breasts filled with breast milk.
Lang Shuoyang lit it and threw it down.
This trick really worked. Those little guys were naked and could not help but retreat when the fire burned them and the smoke smoked them.
Lang Shuoyang said: "This method is good, but there are too few things we can light. I don't know if we can hold on until my anesthetic power wears off."
Wanrou said nothing, took off her Taoist robe and handed it over.
Lang Shuoyang looked at her. Although the shirt and pants on her upper body were a little loose, they were very thin. They were blown by the mountain wind and stuck tightly to her body. Although her breasts were not as huge as Lia's, they were still protruding and upturned.
When Wanrou saw him looking at her, she couldn't help but blush and turned away.
Lang Shuoyang felt an evil thought arise in his heart, but he quickly suppressed it and turned around to look at the villain below.
The dwarf attacked again, and the Taoist robes set alight by Lang Shuoyang and the pants provided by Lia were burned back.
Lang Shuoyang looked at Liya, who was only wearing her underwear, and himself, who was wearing only a pair of pants, and said to Wanrou: "Next time I attack, I will have to take off yours."
Wanrou protected her breasts with both hands, as if Lang Shuoyang really wanted to take off her clothes, and said, "You still have a silver needle, why don't you use it!"
Lang Shuoyang said: "This is my magic weapon for self-protection. I won't use it unless it is absolutely necessary!"
Wanrou said: "That's not as important as my clothes. If you want my clothes, shoot out your silver needle first!"
Fortunately, the dwarfs were not so eager to attack this time, but they did not retreat and surrounded them from a distance. It looked like they would have to fight a protracted battle.
It was already sunset, and a ray of sunset shone into the cave.
Lang Shuoyang suddenly felt a little restless, and there seemed to be a force in his heart encouraging him, so he stood up again.
At this time, Liya's child had fallen asleep. Seeing that Liya was having a hard time holding the child, Wanrou took over and held it for her. Liya's whole body was sore and numb, so she stood up and moved her body.
Under the setting sun, a woman wearing very little clothes was twisting and turning in front of his eyes. Lang Shuoyang couldn't help but breathe heavier as he looked at this Hanguo woman.
Leah was in her mid-twenties. As a wealthy wife, her pampered life had made her skin fair and tender. Although her face looked haggard, she still had a dignified appearance.
Lang Shuoyang suddenly felt something in his heart and moved closer to Leah step by step.
Wanrou noticed something unusual and asked, "Aren't your legs numb?"
Lang Shuoyang didn't answer, but suddenly hugged Leah and kissed her on the white back of her neck.
Leah was startled and screamed.
Wanrou was furious. She held the child but did not make a move. She stood up and kicked Lang Shuoyang. Lang Shuoyang reached out and grabbed Wanrou, and half of Wanrou's trouser leg was torn, but the kick did not hurt Lang Shuoyang.
Lang Shuoyang pushed Liya to the ground, took off his pants, and dropped the needle bag on his waist to the ground.
Wanrou put the child on a stone, reached out to pick up the needle bag, took out a few silver needles, quietly walked behind Lang Shuoyang, and pricked him hard in the buttocks!
She originally thought that Lang Shuoyang would jump in pain after this, but Lang Shuoyang seemed to be crazy and didn't care about the needle in his butt, and pulled off Lia's bra.
Wanrou picked up a big stone and was about to knock Lang Shuoyang unconscious, but she couldn't do it for a moment. While she was hesitating, someone suddenly laughed on the tree opposite outside the cave.
Wanrou looked back and saw a man standing on the tree, with fluttering white clothes. It turned out to be the Ghost King.
The ghost king laughed "haha" a few times and said: "The evil curse occurs every morning and dusk. If it is not vented for twelve hours, the poison will attack the heart and die. I think you should let him fall in love with this bitch!"
Wanrou didn't know whether what he said was true or not. She looked back at Lang Shuoyang, her eyes were red, and she had already pinned Liya to the ground.
Leah wailed and begged for mercy. The child next to her had woken up and was crying loudly.
Wanrou suddenly felt that she couldn't bear it. She went over to hold Lang Shuoyang and cried: "Lang Shuoyang, please let this woman go. If you want to come, come to me, okay?"
The ghost king on the tree laughed again: "The Buddha said that if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? It seems that there are really people in the world who have Buddha's thoughts!"
At this time, the evil spirit controlled Lang Shuoyang's body and mind. He did not listen to Wanrou's words and only focused on attacking Liya.
Wanrou suddenly opened her clothes, exposed her chest and abdomen, and hugged Lang Shuoyang.
Lang Shuoyang's sight was blocked by her, and then he noticed that another woman appeared in front of him, so he put his hands on Wanrou's body.
Liya escaped under the cover of Wanrou, quickly picked up the child and hid aside.
Lang Shuoyang hugged Wanrou and rolled them into the innermost part of the cave. Wanrou saw another gap between the stones, and pulled Lang Shuoyang hard. The two of them rolled in. In the gap, Wanrou shed tears. Unexpectedly, she
In this case, I gave my first time to the unconscious Lang Shuoyang! I have had countless fantasies about my first time, and there are also shadows of Lang Shuoyang in them, but it is definitely not in this situation.
Done!
The sunset was like blood, reflecting the cave in a fiery red. A naked young woman holding a child was shivering and holding a crying child. In the shadow, a strong man hugged a soft and petite girl tightly.
Sitting on the tree outside the cave was a well-dressed and handsome young man with a hint of lewdness. Under the cave, a group of ugly dwarfs were quietly climbing up to the entrance of the cave...