It's okay for Sister Jing to shout this to him, just treat it as a joke. If the real master hears this in the future, why don't you hang up Miss Jiujiu and whip you?
"You should calm down. It was just a joke made by Fang Geyu. It cannot be taken seriously. In fact, I am..."
"Hehehe..." Li Jiujiu couldn't listen at all, and he rushed over and pushed the two of them to the ground. The wine glass in Fang Geyu's hand was not steady and spilled.
"You're still quibbling. Just now I saw clearly that Fang Geyu was planning to take off your clothes, Sister Jing. Hehehehe, if I had been a moment late, you would have been like my Xiao An."
Bai Lian and Fang Geyu opened their eyes wide at the same time, looked at her in disbelief, and said in unison: "What did you do?!"
Li Jiujiu was swaying, his eyes were smiling, one hand was raised to his mouth, he hooked his fingers towards the two of them, and said: "Let me tell you quietly? Xiao An is thin, but he has a belly."
As for the muscles, he is greedy. I just took him back and the clothes on his body were wet, so I took them off. I couldn't help myself and touched him quietly. Hey hey hey~ it feels so good."
Good guy!
You are truly worthy of being a good friend!
Fang Geyu is playing tricks on him here, and Miss Jiujiu, you are playing tricks on his body in the next room.
It is said that his body is cold and completely unconscious. Girl, don't you have the illusion that you are playing with a corpse?
Heavy talk!
You are too harsh, you drunk girl!
Li Jiujiu saw that the two of them were dumbfounded. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows more and more proudly. He looked like someone who had come from the past and said, "You are all still very young." He shook his head and said, "I really don't know what you two little sisters are thinking. Like Xiao An
A man like that is so handsome, but he still wants to like women."
Balian always felt that his drunken aunt was about to say something terrible.
He stood up and was about to stop him, but Li Jiujiu pushed him back without any doubt with both hands, his eyebrows raised: "Don't make trouble! I want to whisper to Ge Yu! Don't listen."
Fang Geyu raised his head, looking confused.
Li Jiujiu chuckled, moved his mouth close to her ear, and whispered some shy whispers.
She said she was whispering, but under the influence of alcohol, her voice was not concealed at all.
After hearing two or three sentences, Bai Lian's face darkened: "Jiujiu, don't talk about that kind of thing in such detail..."
Fang Geyu covered his cheeks with both hands, his face turned red when he heard it, and he looked at Balian in amazement.
Li Jiujiu was smelling of alcohol. Just when he was in high spirits, he suddenly became dejected. He hugged Fang Geyu and complained about his misfortunes: "Fortunately, Xiao Geyu, your rouge was eaten by Sister Jing. Just now I was thinking about it."
I had a good time with Xiao An, but guess what I saw?"
Fang Geyu asked: "What?"
Li Jiujiu was angry: "I don't know if it was the one who suffered a thousand cuts who injured my little An, but as if he was afraid that the real owner didn't know, he went so crazy as to leave a rouge lip mark on his body. It's too much!"
Fang Geyu almost got his head into the crack in the ground.
Eating a hot pot meal is a thrilling experience.
After finally appeasing the two little ancestors, he carried the two drunk people to the bed. Balian boiled a jar of sobering soup, placed it on the bedside and simmered it over a low fire, and then hurried out to fetch water.
The Underworld Ghost Boat is located in Xiaowangchuan and seems not to be affected by the spatial obstruction here.
The Little Forgotten River of Life and Death, this ghostly Yellow River, is three hundred miles wide.
There are countless spatial dislocations in it, just like the river path intertwined with countless intricate and complex lines. When a normal ghost boat crosses the river, it will inevitably take many unnecessary routes, and may even turn back.
Therefore, after a few days, Youguilang's ship had only traveled about ten miles.
The Huangquan Ghost Boat is the most special kind of ghost boat. There are countless spirit guides inside it, and it can accurately find the simplest and most convenient route.
One night passed, and Balian successfully reached the river bank.
Fang Geyu and Li Jiujiu also woke up from their hangovers and drank the hangover soup. They seemed to be ashamed of everything that happened last night.
The two of them lowered their heads and shoulders, said nothing, and did not look at each other.
After playing the pipa, the female ghost in blood smiled at Balian from the bow of the boat, then transformed into a small walnut along with the boat, and fell into Balian's palm.
Balian smiled knowingly, put the walnuts away, and looked back at the faint scenery of the second realm of Ghost Mountain.
Ghost Lang's boat has not yet reached the river bank, and it is impossible to capture his position in the river. Bailian is not interested in Ghost Lang for the time being. He is more worried about his rabbit.
He has a photographic memory, and in Yin Baishuang's chess realm, he is 80% familiar with the geographical environment of Guishan Second Realm.
Although the second realm of Ghost Mountain is more dangerous than the first realm, its geographical scope is far less vast than the first realm.
After finding a correct location, Bailian led the two girls towards the depths of the Second Realm forest.
The temperature in the second realm of Ghost Mountain is colder than that in the first realm. There is no day or light here, only the eternal dark night, wrapping the world.
The coldness as cold as lake water seems to be pervasive. The wind here is very light, but the cold frost in the wind has left obvious traces on the earth and tree trunks.
There is an ominous atmosphere everywhere here, with fine snowflakes falling from the sky. As far as the eye can see, there is a dense forest covered by wind and snow. The cecal path is hidden and deep in the forest, and there is an eerie silence in the darkness.
A gust of cold wind blew through.
Bailian suddenly felt a little cold, and touched the injury on his shoulder with slightly stiff fingers. For some reason, knowing that Su Jing's body was also afraid of the cold, he felt inexplicably at ease and relaxed.
He took off the jade flute from his body and hid it in his sleeve, holding the love-cutting sword that had not yet left his body in his right hand.
It's very quiet here, but from time to time there is a faint, heart-stopping bloody and powerful aura all around, as if it is squeezing this small world into countless spaces.
Balian's footsteps are light and his intuition is accurate. When moving forward, he chooses the direction of the road without any hesitation or hesitation.
This intuition came very inexplicably, as if he could somehow feel where his rabbit was.
There seems to be an invisible red thread between the two. Through this thread, one can vaguely feel the frequency of the other's heart beating and the circuit of the soul.
In this darkness, he, Fang Ge, Yu Li Jiujiu and others were like a few fireflies that accidentally broke into the dark territory, eye-catching yet weak.
The monsters hiding in the darkness will not allow the tiny fireflies to see the light of day or the shadows of their bodies, but for some reason, those monsters in the darkness seem to be vaguely afraid of something.
Maybe it's the jade flute hidden in his sleeve.
Maybe it's the love-cutting sword that the world can't imagine.
Or maybe it's something else.
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