C10 Gentle Soft Village Is the Tomb of Heroes

Yun Mengloong immediately moved his face closer. That speed was really amazing. "With a swoosh, his big face moved closer to Su Qingyao's red lips. Then, he felt that something was wrong. She wanted to touch him, not kiss him. So he pulled his face further away. She gently grabbed Su Qingyao's arm. Her skin was smooth and delicate. When Su Qingyao's hand touched Yun Mengloong's big face, Yun Mengloong almost started. F * ck, that was so comfortable. It was good to be touched by her hand for the rest of his life. Yun Mengloong closed his eyes and quietly enjoyed the intimate contact between Su Qingyao's soft and boneless fingers and the skin on his face.

"A chivalrous person has a unique personality and is obviously not an ordinary person. However, a chivalrous person's nature is too dissolute and unruly. He is destined to have thousands of fans. He hopes that a chivalrous person can cultivate his body and nurture his character. It is best not to be too overboard." Su Qingyao said as she stroked it.

Yun Mengloong blurted out, "As long as you marry me, I don't want anyone else."

Su Qingyao's delicate body trembled and her hand stopped on Yun Mengloong's eyes. She said, "You must be joking, chivalrous man. Qingyao has a blind body. How can she match chivalrous man? chivalrous men have wisdom roots. How can they be obsessed? "

"Huh?" Su Qingyao shouted softly.

"What's wrong?" Yun Mengloong asked.

"The chivalrous men are broad and long, so they should be blessed with good fortune. But why do they look like they are going to die in the catastrophe next year?" Su Qingyao furrowed her brows in confusion. A rare look of worry appeared on her face.

"What?" Yun Mengloong shouted, "Don't tell me my life is so short. I just said that I have thousands of beautiful women in my life. It's only a year. How can there be thousands?"

"Why do chivalrous men always think about these things," Su Qingyao said. "Qingyao hoped that she made a mistake in her divination. However, Qingyao's divination has not been wrong until now."

Yun Mengloong's face turned pale. Damn it, he was so young. If he died like this, it would be all thanks to her. There was not much fun in this world when it came to beautiful women. 'Could it be that the heavens are jealous of the talented? ' Yun Mengloong knew that Su Qingyao would not point him out, but Su Qingyao's ability to make divinations was the truth. Yun Mengloong wanted to doubt it. But there was no reason to doubt it.

Yun Mengloong said, "Life and death are determined by fate. If the heavens foretell that I, Yun Mengloong, will die early, what can I do? Let's enjoy ourselves when the time comes. "

Su Qingyao said, "A chivalrous man is a man of character. The heavens should not be so afraid of people. Wait for me to go back and ask Master to see if there is a way."

Yun Mengloong and Su Qingyao just broke up like that. When he heard that his little life was coming, Yun Mengloong did not have the mood to pick up girls. Furthermore, Su Qingyao was so good to him. How could he take advantage of others when they were in danger?

Su Qingyao was Ci Hang saintess. Although she was blind, her heart was not blind. There was no need to worry about that. Yun Mengloong did not know how her martial arts were like, but it must not be low. If not, how could he survive? As for why the Prime Minister captured Su Qingyao, no one knew. Also, what book was the book? How did Su Qingyao hide the book under the surveillance of everyone? Who would take out the book and give it to? Where was the end of the world? With so many questions, Yun Mengloong's head felt like it was filled with ten thousand kilograms of paste. It was heavy, sticky, and messy. "Go f * ck yourself. I don't want to think anymore. My head is still on my belt. Why are you thinking about these things that have no results? Things will eventually come to light. "

Yun Mengloong was indeed worthy of being called Yun Mengloong. If he said he didn't want to, he would immediately stop thinking about it.

However, Su Qingyao's beautiful figure, which had drifted away, had turned into a lingering shadow that lingered in Yun Mengloong's heart.

Within a hundred miles of the capital, people were secretly moving. The prime minister's face was ashen as he waited quietly for the good news. Actually, he did not have any hope. He just had a kind of hope that a blind cat would meet a dead mouse. The cooked duck just flew like that. Once it flew, it would never look back. Even if it was said to let the tiger return to the mountain, it wouldn't be too bad. Su Qingyao was not a tigress, but a beautiful and reserved tiger. The sharp claws were usually hidden in a thick cushion, but once it was revealed, The consequences would be unimaginable. The Prime Minister was furious. The mysterious power in the book. The legendary treasure. Every man craved for it. He lost everything, and his hands were empty. Who would have thought that cockroaches would catch cicadas behind them?

Something that made the prime minister even angrier quietly happened.

Yun Mengloong's actions had always been unexpected. He knew that the most dangerous place was the safest place. That place was, of course, the Water Cloud Pavilion. Yun Mengloong wasn't going to the Water Cloud Pavilion to escape. He was going to complete his mission. He had promised them that he would do it as soon as possible, so as to avoid any further complications.

Therefore, when he entered Water Cloud Pavilion, he entered without anyone noticing. It was as if no one had entered. Yun Mengloong had a photographic memory, so he skillfully opened the secret door as if he had returned to his hometown. He found the book in Su Qingyao's mouth, stuffed it into his pocket, and ate a few candied fruits. After appreciating the Chungong Palace on the wall for a while, he drooled and praised the divine dragon for its impeccable craftsmanship. After that, he slowly left. He was thinking that he would find someone to draw a few hundred Spring Palaces on the wall some other day. Before he left, he even took away a big black dog that was tied to a catalpa tree and was dreaming.

Yun Mengloong returned to his old nest and went under Xinglan's blanket. It was so warm. Xinglan woke up and wrapped her smooth body around Yun Mengloong's dragon body like an octopus. Yun Mengloong was forced down a few times and instantly turned into a prairie fire.

Xinglan's hot lips stuck to Yun Mengloong's every bulging muscle, making him feel comfortable. "Damn it, it feels so good. Xinglan is still the best. Su Qingyao, that wretched girl. She gave me such an unlucky divination and really did not have any thoughts. Otherwise, hmph hmph, I will make her scream under my dragon god until she is dead. I've never heard of a saying that 'a scourge is left behind for a thousand years'. A scourge like me should live for ten thousand years. Oh right, I forgot to ask her what that so-called saintess Chain is. There's only beautiful grass and no chain objects there."

When Yun Mengloong's divine dragon was buried in Xinglan's warm mouth, he could no longer continue thinking. Xinglan's soft and smooth little tongue nimbly licked the divine dragon. The divine dragon swelled up and Xinglan's mouth could barely contain it.

People always said that gentle villages were the graves of heroes. However, Yun Mengloong's divine dragon displayed its might in Xinglan's Soft Village, and Xinglan was forced to retreat one step at a time. Sweat was pouring down her forehead. At the same time, she kept asking for help. The white sheets were soaked by the clear and sweet dewdrops, soaking them...

Xinglan was like a beautiful and beautiful Mandara, blooming. Yun Mengloong's divine sword gave off a myriad of auras.

When heroes came out, the world was in chaos. The gentle and gentle countryside was covered by a sharp glow.

After the clouds and rain settled, Yun Mengloong took out the book from the clothes he threw to the side. The book is very rotten, similar to old beggar's roasted dog meat. This feeling made Yun Mengloong's stomach ache. Sigh, the big black dog was still lying in the kennel outside. He would find flowers to roast the dog later. That greasy thigh, tsk tsk, saliva flowed down the corner of Yun Mengloong's mouth like a waterfall. Yun Mengloong wiped his saliva and continued to admire Su Qingyao who used her chastity to protect herself. The prime minister used shameless means to grab the book that Su Qingyao wanted to force out.