Somehow, being poked by Xu Jia's middle finger in the air, Leng Xue's plump body seemed to have a feeling and couldn't help but tremble.
My heart felt like a cat scratching me, and I was really worried that Xu Jia's middle finger would poke me.
However, the restless heart seems to be a little longing.
"What should I do if this stinky gangster comes along?"
Xu Jia looked at Leng Xue's crimson and attractive little face and said very innocently: "Auntie, stop being sentimental. Do you think I'm poking your butt? I'm poking Wang San. What's so good about your butt?
, I won’t even poke you for free..."
"You bastard, what did you say? Do you think I care about you poking my ass?"
Leng Xue was ashamed and angry.
This bastard, who dares to poke my aunt in the butt?
It's like your aunt is begging you.
The more Leng Xue thought about it, the angrier she became. She jumped up and actually sat on Xu Jia's head, grabbing his hair and tugging hard.
"You stinking scoundrel, my aunt made you bald..."
"Hey, don't make trouble. This is a cliff. If you don't want to live anymore, I haven't lived enough yet."
Xu Jia had no intention of getting involved with Leng Xue.
Besides, Wang San was not easy to deal with. Xu Jia did not dare to be distracted. He tightened his arms and tightly wrapped Leng Xue's calves hanging in front of him.
Lengxue couldn't move.
"You bastard, let me go!"
Leng Xue couldn't struggle. The more she struggled, the tighter her thighs were tightened by Xu Jia. She rode on Xu Jia's neck, getting closer and closer.
The more he struggled, the more severe the friction became, and an itch grew in his body.
Unbearable!
"This stinky gangster actually took advantage of my aunt..."
Leng Xue's body was so hot that she didn't dare to move anymore. Her face was as red as drunkenness, her thoughts were wild, and her heart was on fire.
As Xu Jia fell rapidly, he asked curiously: "Auntie, why don't you struggle anymore?"
"I want you to take care of it."
Leng Xue was so miserable that she couldn't say: Why are you still struggling? I will be embarrassed if I continue to struggle. Hey, I'm so stupid, okay, why do I have to ride on Xu Jia's neck? I'm taking advantage of this stinky gangster.
Xu Jia fell rapidly, getting closer and closer to Wang San.
"Xu Jia, you are dead."
Wang San once again took out a climbing rope, pressed it under the rock, and jumped onto another rope.
The mahogany sword was held out in his hand, a blood talisman was poked on the tip of the sword, and he spoke plausibly.
“%￥#@……”
The Taomu Sword seemed to be freed by some force, flew into the air, and stabbed Xu Jia.
But Leng Xue looked at the sword, but it was not a sword, but a colorful butterfly flying gracefully, a beautiful butterfly.
"Look, it's a colorful butterfly!" Leng Xue shouted happily.
Xu Jia opened his eyes and saw clearly: "That's not a colorful butterfly, that's an evil sword that kills people. Listen to me, you must not touch it. Close your eyes and don't look at it. The more you look at it, the more it
The more it flies towards you, the more dangerous it will be for you."
"Nonsense, it's obviously just a colorful butterfly."
Leng Xue did not believe in evil and stared at the "colorful butterfly" with wide eyes and looked happily.
Suddenly, the fluttering "colored butterfly" was like a powerful arrow, flying towards Leng Xue.
At that moment, it was a critical moment.
"Save me..." Leng Xue couldn't react at all, her eyes widened, and she regretted it too late.
"not good!"
Xu Jia was startled and had no time to care about Leng Xue's disobedience to him, so he hugged Leng Xue in his arms.
Use your own body to resist the Taomu Sword's attack.
puff!
Xu Jia's body trembled, and the peach wood sword sank into his body.
"Smelly gangster!" Leng Xue was almost stunned.
The strong sword wind roared past and broke the climbing rope.
Xu Jia and Leng Xue were like rootless duckweeds, falling towards the bottom of the cliff.
Xu Jia poured Dao Qi into his hand, and the powerful Dao fire enveloped his palm, blowing dry and sinking into the rock.
The falling momentum stopped immediately.
"Haha, Xu Jia, you asked for this. You were hit by my peach wood sword talisman. Your body will die in five minutes, your soul will die in ten minutes, and your soul will fly away. You will never be reincarnated. Goodbye, you are no match for me."
Wang San looked at Xu Jiazhong's sword and laughed heartily. His arrogant laughter could be heard in the valley.
Xu Jia hunched over and looked at Leng Xue with resentful eyes.
"You bastard, how are you? Don't die. You blame me. Please don't die. I don't want you to die."
Seeing that the mahogany sword stabbed Xu Jia in the back of the heart, with all the blade of the sword pierced in, leaving only the hilt, Leng Xue burst into tears and hugged Xu Jia tightly: "It's all my fault, you
Don't die, who asked you to save me? I will die if I die, why are you saving me? You are such a stinky gangster, why do you always like to do things like heroes saving beauties? Are you stupid, are you stupid?
ah?"
Xu Jia opened and closed his mouth and said with difficulty: "Who made you my woman? If I don't save you, who will I save?"
After listening to Xu Jia's words, Leng Xue felt even more uncomfortable. She held Xu Jia in her arms and let her plump breasts come into close contact with Xu Jia. She choked and said: "I am your woman, who can you save if you don't save me?"
I am your woman..."
Xu Jia felt extremely comfortable as Leng Xue's pair of plump breasts pressed closely against her, and she narrowed her eyes in enjoyment.
Leng Xue cried for a long time. Looking at Xu Jia who was enjoying herself with his eyes narrowed in his arms, he asked blankly: "Why aren't you dead yet?"
Xu Jia really wanted to curse: You prodigal women, you really want me to die.
Leng Xue became alert and sniffed: "Why is there no smell of blood?"
"this……"
Xu Jia touched his nose in embarrassment and got out of Leng Xue's arms.
"Are you okay?"
Leng Xue stretched out her little hand and tore Xu Jia's clothes apart.
Xu Jia looked around in embarrassment: "Auntie, it's not nice of you to do this. Why are you tearing my clothes off? This is not a place for intimacy."
Leng Xue tore Xu Jia's clothes apart, only to find that Xu Jia had nothing wrong with him. The mahogany sword's blade was completely broken, and the clothes were full of sawdust, leaving only a tattered hilt.
"Haha, you bastard, you're okay, you're not dead..."
Leng Xue shouted happily.
Xu Jia nodded: "Yes, I'm not dead, you don't have to be a widow anymore."
He took out the astrolabe and felt scared for a while.
This Wang San is truly extraordinary. If this star-searching board hadn't rescued him just now, although he might not have died, he would have been seriously injured.
Leng Xue was happy for a while, and her beautiful eyes looked at Xu Jia fiercely: "You bastard, you're not hurt, why are you in my arms?"
Thinking of my plump breasts and Xu Jia's close contact, I felt really shy.
Xu Jia glared at Leng Xue: "Auntie, you are so funny. You took the initiative to hug me. How can you still blame me?"
"you……"
Leng Xue said sarcastically, "Yes, it was me who took the initiative to hold him just now."
Oh, that's so embarrassing.
Leng Xue said forcefully: "Who asked you to pretend to be dead, otherwise I would hold you?"
Xu Jia said: "I pretended to be dead and you just hugged me? Why?"
Leng Xue blurted out: "I am your woman..."
Speaking of this, Leng Xue suddenly stopped and looked at Xu Jia with a sneer on her face, realizing that she had said the wrong thing.
It's not that I said the wrong thing, it's just that I was a little too bold.
"Uh..." At this time, Xu Jia didn't know how to respond.
The two of them were facing each other, stunned. (To be continued)