"Tap, tap..." A pair of delicate lotus feet swung back and forth in the air. Zhang Ning sat on a pile of ruins, kicking the fragments of the table and chairs in front of him, and seemed to be in a good mood.

Not far from Zhang Ning, Qin Yang was tied high on the beam of the house with his head down, and his hands were green and purple all over his body, and only a piece of rag was left to cover the key parts. This was Zhang Ning's "good heart", otherwise Qin Yang would have been "out of his jade body".

Although the Yellow Turban King was so miserable, Zhang Ning seemed to have no intention of letting him go. The whole three days of torture had already left Qin Yang incomplete. Next, Zhang Ning was about to fulfill her original "promise".

"Big bad guy, this saint once said that you must make you look good next time you see you! Now there are two ways in front of you. Either I asked Dahuang to castrate you and then send you to the Imperial Palace to be a little eunuch. Or I strip you naked and hung you on the gate of Hanzhong City for everyone to appreciate it. You said, which one do you choose?" Zhang Ning's expression was not visible under the bronze mask. But Zhang Ning's voice was enough to make Qin Yang, who was still awake, tremble for a moment.

Choice? Does Qin Yang have to choose now? Guan Hai has blocked the surroundings for several miles with great responsibility, and he can't even fly in. Now it's people who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are so cruel. What's the other? They're all so cruel? They're all so cruel that they can make the people of Hanzhong City admire the jade body of His Royal Highness the Yellow Turban King? It's better to die just by dying.

"Oh? I'm a mute dress with this saint, right? If you don't speak, you want both of them? That's easy to do. I'll castrate you first and hang it on the city. After everyone has seen it, I'll send you to the Imperial Palace. What do you think of this idea?"

In the bronze mask, a pair of bright big eyes flashed. Zhang Ning was very excited about his idea.

"You... kill me..." Qin Yang was in tears. Now his energy was dispersed and he could not resist at all. He really wanted to die directly. He was cheated by a little girl, and he had been thrown into two thousand years ago.

"Kill you? That's not too cheap for you? You big bad guy, big liar, the worst big bad guy in the world!"

"Then it's up to you..." Qin Yang still responded weakly, as if he wasn't listening to Zhang Ning's words at all.

"Bored, won't you beg me?"

"Yeah, please, please do whatever you want..."

"You! You big bad guy! Don't think you are the Yellow Turban King, I dare not treat you like you! This saint doesn't admit that you are the Yellow Turban King! I, I'll let Dahuang castrate you now, do you believe it?!"

"I believe, hurry up..." Qin Yang's voice seemed to be getting smaller and smaller, as if he was still a little impatient.

"Okay! This is what you said! Dahuang testified, you forced me to do this!"

"Okay, OK, I said, hurry up..."

"Hmph! Don't think that this saint dares not! Dahuang..., go and castrate this big villain!" Zhang Ning was furious by Qin Yang's sudden change of attitude, and said hatefully with gritted silver teeth.

The Yellow Turban Strongman who had been standing quietly by the side didn't care about so many. He only followed the summoner's orders. Even if Zhang Ning asked him to pull his head off, he would do it correctly. In fact, Zhang Ning did do this at the beginning, but after Zhang Jiao found out, he scolded her fiercely for the first time. However, in the end, under Zhang Ning's soft temper, he gave up another Yellow Turban Strongman.

With a "snap", the last fig leaf on Qin Yang's body was ruthlessly pulled off by the Yellow Turban Strongman's big hand. Then the Yellow Turban Strongman did not hesitate at all, and his five fingers slowly grabbed Qin Yang's "hidden dragon" like five steel bars.

Zhang Ning hid aside, covered the bronze mask with both hands, and watched secretly from her fingers with excitement and fear. She had never seen such a scene before, and she didn't know how to castrate her. She just forced her subordinates to understand something briefly under her coercion and temptation. So she simply asked the Yellow Turban Strong to grab it and directly grabbed it...

"Damn it! You are so cruel! You actually pulled it down directly?!" After Qin Yang discovered the intention of the Yellow Turban Strongman, he couldn't help but feel chills. He had never heard of such a castrated person. If I were a little later, wouldn't you just pull out your intestines?!

"The best technique for peace! The coming of King Kong!" Qin Yang suddenly raised his head and shouted without caring about the cold sweat and the black lines that appeared!

"Boom!" A golden light shone, and five or six huge Yellow Turban Rex immediately appeared out of thin air. "Big Hei, Xiaobai, Aotuman, Pikachu, Optimus Prime, Tinker Bell... I know you don't call Tinker Bell! Don't be with me Moji, in short, all the fucking thing is for me! Take this guy down! Beat it hard!"

While speaking, amid the "boom" fighting among a group of giants, Qin Yang used both hands to break away the rope that tied him. His fierce eyes were staring at Zhang Ning who was stunned!

"Stinky woman, little girl movies! Aren't you going to cheat me? Today you didn't castrate me, so I will let you know how powerful a virgin who has been in his 20 years! Long live the Yellow Turban!..."

Qin Yang was as crazy as he was quickly rushing past Dahuang, who was tangled by six Yellow Turban strongmen, and shouting randomly about something he had inexplicable. In short, he would just take revenge on Zhang Ning!

"Ah? Impossible! You obviously drank..."

"What have you been drinking? Tell you, I have the best of my lord, and the effect of your broken thing has passed, so you will die!"

"Ah! Help! Dahuang!"

"Darhuang? Your Dahuang has been trapped by my six kings! Even if you call me, no one will come to save you! I've caught you! Look at you still running? Don't you like castrates? Let's see the mighty storm of the Yellow Turban King!"

Qin Yang viciously pressed Zhang Ning, who was struggling, to the ground. He was tortured by Zhang Ning for three days, and his whole body was naked. He was so unbearable that he could not bear this tone! Even if he could tolerate it, Qin Yang couldn't bear it either!

"Sher!" Zhang Ning's clothes on his chest were torn apart by Qin Yang, and his skin was as bright as a cream. The two snow-white balls that kept trembling like spring mountains were particularly eye-catching. Seeing this boundless spring scenery, Qin Yang was stunned. Although his remaining slight sense told him that he could not continue. However, the "little dragon" under Qin Yang had already started to roar with his head raised.

"Damn it, I can't take care of that much!" Thinking of the torture I have suffered in the past two days, coupled with the angry roar of the little dragon who was almost uprooted under me. Qin Yang made up his mind! He didn't care about Zhang Ning's desperate struggle and shrill call, and one hand pressed Zhang Ning tightly, while the other hand was still tearing Zhang Ning's clothes.

When the last piece of clothes on his body was pulled off by Qin Yang's teeth, Zhang Ning's voice of help became smaller and smaller, and even turned into a low plead and sobbing. His perfect body trembled like a piece of white jade and was completely exposed in Qin Yang's eyes. Under his flat belly, two smooth ** clamped hard, desperately guarding the last territory that no one had ever stepped on.

Qin Yang's heart was already burning with blood. The little dragon under him was already tense by this blood. The strong visual shock, the pleasure of conquest and the male hormones that erupted like a volcano made Qin Yang unable to stop! Not far away, seven huge Yellow Turban heroes were fighting hard, and Dahuang was held tightly by several Yellow Turban heroes, and let out a shocking roar.

But Qin Yang could not take too much care, and he had to fire the arrow on the string! His big hands rudely grabbed the two tense pants and spread them to the sides. Under the dense forest, the depth of the pink peach blossom was uncovered in front of Qin Yang. The faint fragrance stimulated Qin Yang's nose and stirred his crazy nerves. The most primitive pills of human beings burst out from Qin Yang's eyes!

A voice shouted loudly, "Roar in! This woman is yours when you rushed in! What a saint who is highly respected by tens of thousands of people? What is the goddess of the Yellow Turban Holy Sect? Everything is illusory, she is just a woman! Conquer her! Conquer her like a man! Become her! Let him feel the impact of you as a man standing tall! Let him feel the surging passion of the Yellow Turban King!"

At this moment, Zhang Ning's sobs and begging, her trembling and twisting body were undoubtedly the strongest teasing for Qin Yang. The fire of ** could no longer control himself, Qin Yang turned his head away and pulled his eyes away from the depths of the peach garden that firmly attracted him! The strong muscles of the lower abdomen were tensed tightly, and his waist suddenly moved! The dragon roared!

"Ah...!" The girl's miserable call came out, and the huge tear made every inch of her skin tremble. A stronger sense of humiliation was stinging her heart violently.

"Brother Mancheng! Save me..." The girl shouted in despair.

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