Only then did I remember that Ahong had been brought to the Evil Temple by the middle-aged monk for a long time, and I didn't expect to see her here.
At this moment, Ah Hong's face was full of panic. Her mouth and eyes were tied, and she couldn't see or make a sound. She could only listen to the monk's erotic laughter.
Ah Hong couldn't help but be afraid, but unfortunately there was no third person in the room. The monk even took off his clothes, exposing his body fat, and rubbed his hands, and the words in his mouth almost fell to the ground.
The monk walked up to A Hong and pulled the cloth from her mouth.
Ah Hong bit her lip and trembled: "I don't want it anymore, let me go, I don't want revenge anymore..."
Ah Hong regretted it in the end, but the middle-aged monk would not let go of such an opportunity.
A Hong has a beautiful face, and her early thirties still make her look full of charm. The middle-aged monk caressed her chin obscenely and said: "Anita Buddha, female donor, it's too late for you to regret it now. You have already given in."
The poor monk’s Huanchun Pill is at the moment when yin and yang meet.”
"What did you feed me? Why do I feel so hot... Master, I don't want revenge, please let me go..."
Ah Hong regretted it and begged for mercy again and again, bursting into tears for a while, and her whole body couldn't help but tremble. But instead of making the middle-aged monk feel any softer, it actually aroused his animal desires.
The middle-aged monk roughly tore A Hong's pants, and then took off the remaining underwear, revealing her delicate and white body...
I couldn't bear to see him outside the house, and I shook my head. Although I didn't know Ah Hong very well, it's not my style to just ignore him.
I filed in through the window and entered the house directly.
The middle-aged monk is very skilled and extremely vigilant. He immediately noticed my arrival.
"Who is here? How dare you ruin this poor monk's good deeds?" The old monk turned around and looked at me, and his brows suddenly furrowed.
I raised my eyebrows and looked at the old monk's hand carelessly placed on Ah Hong's thigh. I shook my head, a coldness flashing in my eyes.
"There's a fire outside, you bald donkey still have the heart to have fun here?" I said coldly.
Qingfeng just set fire to the entire Hidden Evil Pavilion, causing many monks from the Evil Temple to appear, but the one in front of him didn't seem to care about the fire.
"Even if the sky falls apart outside, it has nothing to do with the poor monk. But if you ruin the poor monk's good deeds, you will only die."
The middle-aged monk was furious, with a sinister face. He quickly grabbed a short knife from the side, and with a roar, he came over to kill him. His attack speed was much faster than that of ordinary killers.
At this moment, because I have just used the power of blood and my body is still a little weak, it is a bit difficult to deal with this bald donkey.
I dodged the middle-aged monk's attacks one after another, and he sneered: "The poor monk thought he was such a master, but it turns out he's just a turtle with a shrunken head, and he's really good at hiding."
I let out a breath. I didn't dare to exert force in the past few rounds, but now I have regained some strength.
A sneer appeared at the corner of my mouth and I said, "You will regret it."
"I'll take off your head first and use it as a urinal."
The middle-aged monk came over like lightning, with a look on his face that suggested he was sure of victory, but it was a pity that he misjudged the situation this time.
In an instant, I advanced instead of retreating, and took the initiative to meet me with a single lunge. The middle-aged monk expected that I would dodge, but he didn't expect that I would actually take the initiative to attack. He was a little surprised and hesitant for a moment.
But at this moment, I slapped my right hand and slapped the ancient sword on my waist into the air, then grabbed the hilt with my backhand and dragged the blade across a beautiful straight line in the air; the next second, the middle-aged monk
He stood there, his eyes wide open, full of disbelief.
"It's impossible...how can your skills be so strong..."
As soon as the middle-aged monk finished speaking, he tilted his neck, and there was a wound as thick as a finger, and blood gushed out like a fountain.
I glanced at the middle-aged monk, and to be honest, there was nothing worthy of pity about this bald donkey. Although he was a monk, he had done all kinds of vile things.
The middle-aged monk slowly fell to the ground with his eyes open, but I didn't care about him and kicked him to the corner so as not to affect my mood.
When the middle-aged monk died, it seemed that only Ahong and I were left in the house.
Ah Hong was blindfolded and couldn't see what was happening in the room, let alone that I had killed the old monk.
Her face was extremely flushed, and her lips were even more delicate. Looking at her body, her pants and clothes were torn apart by the middle-aged monk, revealing her beautiful figure and plump breasts as white as snow.
To be honest, there is nothing to say about Ah Hong's figure. Her early thirties are the golden age for women. Her body has reached its peak of development, coupled with her delicate little face, which is enough to charm countless men, let alone those at this time.
A Hong's hands were tied and her eyes were covered. Her frightened expression was mixed with her body's instinctive desires, making her look even more pitiable and seductive...
Seeing that something was wrong with Ah Hong, I hurried forward, but as soon as I untied the rope from her hand, she collapsed into my arms and hugged her tightly involuntarily.
I instinctively wanted to push away, but she hugged her tighter. Then I remembered that the middle-aged monk had just said that he had given Ah Hong some kind of rejuvenating pill. In all likelihood, it was probably some kind of beauty potion.
I couldn't help scolding my mother. What this monk did was really dirty. If I didn't show up today, I'm afraid Ahong would be ruined. Although she entered the Evil Temple to seek revenge from these monks, she herself
I didn't expect it to turn out like this.
I quickly uncovered the cloth around Ahong's eyes and took a closer look. Her eyes were blurry. Her beauty was not bad, and under her charming eyes, her whole body exuded a charming fragrance. She
Biting my lip, the nails of both hands dug into my body.
"Be clear, it's me." I said solemnly.
But as soon as I made a sound, there was a sound of footsteps outside the house.
"Uncle Hingshan, are you in there?"
The sound came, it was the monk from the Evil Temple outside the house calling.
I thought to myself, the middle-aged monk was already dead. If someone from the outside discovered him and rushed in at this time, with the strength I have now, it would be really bad.
I hurriedly made a shushing gesture towards Ah Hong, and she seemed to finally recognize me. She glanced at the corpse in the corner, and her eyes fell on me. There was a touch of touching look in her eyes, obviously knowing that I saved my life.
Got her.
The shouting outside the house continued. The dead monk seemed to have a high status, and people outside did not dare to come in.
But before I had time to breathe a sigh of relief, I looked back and saw that A Hong's eyes were becoming increasingly blurry, her face was flushed to the base of her neck, and her breathing suddenly became rapid.
"I can't bear it anymore..."
Ah Hong bit her lip tightly, but as soon as she said these words, she seemed to have let go of all her restraint, and threw herself on me, not allowing me to push away, and her red lips were pressed tightly against hers.
, the smooth and warm tongue directly opened my teeth and collided wantonly in my mouth.
My mind was stunned and went blank for a moment.
Ah Hong was like a fish in water. She turned a deaf ear to the shouts of people outside the house. She was naked with her hot body and wanted wildly on me, just like a wild horse that ran wild and couldn't even be pulled back...