"Kick, kick..." A pair of delicate lotus feet were swinging back and forth in mid-air. Zhang Ning was sitting on a pile of ruins, kicking the fragments of tables and chairs in front of him, and seemed to be in a good mood.
Not far in front of Zhang Ning, Qin Yang had his head lowered and his hands tied high to the beams. His whole body was covered in bruises and only a piece of rag was left to cover his key parts. This was Zhang Ning's "generous kindness".
Otherwise, Qin Yang might have been "dead" long ago.
Although the majestic Yellow Turban King was already in such miserable condition, Zhang Ning seemed to have no intention of letting him go. Three full days of torture had left Qin Yang completely bruised. Next, Zhang Ning was about to fulfill her original "promise".
"Bad villain, this saint once said that I must make you look good next time I see you! Now there are two ways in front of you. Either I let Dahuang castrate you, and then send you to the imperial palace to be a little eunuch.
Either I will strip you naked and hang you on the gate of Hanzhong City for everyone to admire. Tell me, which one would you choose?" Under the bronze mask, Zhang Ning's expression could not be seen. But Zhang Ning's voice was enough to make Shang still remain.
The awake Qin Yang trembled.
Choice? Does Qin Yang have a choice now? That guy Guan Hai has already cordoned off the surrounding area for several miles, and not even a fly can fly in. Now it's people who are fighting for their own good, and Qin Yang can only accept his fate. Besides, this is not the case.
What is the choice? Are they all so cruel? Castrated? Qin Yang is still a virgin, besides, what man wants to be a father-in-law?! Hang it on the top of the city? Damn it, this move is even more cruel, let the people in the middle city of Han Dynasty look up to the Yellow Turban King Ming.
His Highness’s jade body? It’s better to just die.
"Oh? Are you pretending to be a mute with this saint? If you don't say anything, you are saying that you want both of them? That's easy. I'll castrate you first and hang you up in the city, and then I'll send you in after everyone has seen enough.
Imperial Palace. What do you think of this idea?"
In the bronze mask, a pair of bright big eyes shined. Zhang Ning was very excited about his idea.
"You...just kill me..." Qin Yang was about to cry but had no tears. Now that all the energy in his body had been dispersed, he couldn't resist at all. He really wished he could just die. He was tricked by a little girl.
, this person was lost two thousand years ago.
"Kill you? Isn't that too easy for you? You are a big bad guy, a big liar, the worst bad guy in the world!"
"Then do whatever you want..." Qin Yang still responded feebly, as if he wasn't listening to Zhang Ning's words at all.
"It's boring, won't you beg me?"
"Well, please, do whatever you want..."
"You! You big bad guy! Don't think that because you are some kind of Yellow Turban King, I don't dare to do anything to you! This saint will not admit that you are some kind of Yellow Turban King! I, I will castrate Dahuang right now, do you believe it or not?!"
"I believe it, please hurry up..." Qin Yang's voice seemed to be getting smaller and smaller, and he seemed a little impatient.
"Okay! This is what you said! Dahuang testifies that you forced me to do this!"
"Okay, okay, I said, hurry up..."
"Hmph! Don't think that this saint dare not! Dahuang... go and castrate this big bad guy for me!" Zhang Ning was furious at Qin Yang's sudden change of attitude and said bitterly while biting his silver teeth.
The yellow scarf warrior who had been standing quietly aside didn't care about so much. He only obeyed the summoner's orders. Even if Zhang Ning asked him to pull off his own head, he would do it. In fact, Zhang Ning did do this at the beginning.
However, when Zhang Jiao found out about it later, he scolded her severely for the first time. But in the end, it was only after Zhang Ning's hard work that he blessed Zhang Ning with a Yellow Turban Warrior.
With a "squeak" sound, the last fig leaf on Qin Yang's body was mercilessly ripped off by the big hands of the Yellow Turban Warrior. Then the Yellow Turban Warrior didn't hesitate at all, and his five fingers slowly grabbed Qin Yang's "Hidden Dragon" like five steel bars.
at.
Zhang Ning hid aside, covering the bronze mask with both hands, secretly watching with excitement and fear between her fingers. She had never seen such a scene before, and she didn't know how to castrate it at all. It was just that
Under coercion and inducement, she forced her men to get to know each other briefly. So she simply asked the Yellow Turban Warriors to catch them and pull them clean...
"I'll wipe it! You're so damn cruel! You actually pulled it down?!" When Qin Yang discovered the Yellow Turban Warrior's intention, he couldn't help but feel a chill. He had never heard of such an eunuch. If only I had been a little later.
Just let you pull out your intestines?!
"Taiping Yashu! King Kong is here!" Ignoring the cold sweat and black lines on his head, Qin Yang suddenly raised his head and shouted!
"Boom!" A golden light shone, and five or six huge yellow scarf warriors suddenly appeared out of thin air. "Big Black, Little White, Bumpman, Pikachu, Optimus Prime, Tinker Bell... I know your name is not Tinker Bell! Don't follow me.
My ink stains, anyway, give it to me! Take this big guy down for me! Beat him up!"
As he spoke, amidst the roaring sounds of a group of giants fighting, Qin Yang used both hands to forcefully break away the rope that bound him. He stared at the stunned Zhang Ning with a fierce, wolf-like gaze!
"Stinky woman, little girl movie! Aren't you trying to trick me? If you didn't castrate me today, I will let you know how powerful a twenty-year virgin is! Long live the Yellow Turban!..."
Qin Yang seemed to be going crazy at this time. He quickly rushed past Da Huang who was being entangled by six yellow scarf warriors, shouting something that he couldn't understand. In short, he wanted to take revenge on Zhang Ning severely!
"Ah? Impossible! You obviously drank..."
"What did you drink? I'm telling you, I'm so angry that the effect of your crappy thing has expired, so you just have to die!"
"Ah! Help! Rhubarb!"
"Rhubarb? Your rhubarb has been trapped by my six kings! No one will come to save you even if you scream and break your throat! I caught you! Look, you are still running? Don't you like eunuchs? Let me show you
The glory of the Yellow Turban King!"
Qin Yang viciously pushed the struggling Zhang Ning to the ground. He was tortured by Zhang Ning for three days, and he was still naked. He couldn't bear this tone! Even his uncle could bear it, and Qin Yang couldn't bear it.
I can't stand it!
"Hey!" Qin Yang ripped open the clothes on Zhang Ning's chest, and the blows could break the skin like gelatin. On the two white masses of snow that were trembling like spring mountains, two pink red beans were particularly eye-catching.
. Seeing this boundless spring scenery, Qin Yang was stunned for a moment. Although his remaining sanity told him that he could not continue. However, the "little dragon" under Qin Yang's body had already begun to spurt blood and roar with its head raised.
"Damn it, I can't control that much anymore!" Thinking of the torture he had suffered in the past two days, plus the angry roar of Xiaolong who was almost uprooted beneath him, Qin Yang was heartbroken! He couldn't care less about Zhang Ning's life struggle.
and screamed piercingly, one hand pressed firmly on Zhang Ning's body, and the other hand continued to tear Zhang Ning's clothes.
When the last piece of clothing on his body was torn off by Qin Yang's teeth, Zhang Ning's voice for help became smaller and smaller, and even turned into a low-pitched plea and sob. His body, which was as perfect as a piece of white jade, was shaking completely.
Her bottom was exposed in Qin Yang's eyes. Under her flat belly, two smooth breasts were tightly clamped, desperately guarding the girl's last territory that no one had ever set foot on.
Qin Yang's heart has been boiling with hot blood, and the little dragon under him has been aroused by this hot blood. The strong visual shock, the pleasure of conquest and the eruption of male hormones like a volcano make Qin Yang unable to stop! Not far away, seven
The huge yellow scarf warriors were fighting hard, and Dahuang was tightly hugged by several yellow scarf warriors with his hands and feet, and let out a roar that shook the sky.
But Qin Yang couldn't control too much anymore, and the arrow had to be fired! A pair of big hands roughly grabbed the two taut breasts, and violently broke them apart on both sides. Under the dense forest, there was no cover in the depths of the pink peach garden.
It was displayed in front of Qin Yang, and the faint fragrance stimulated Qin Yang's nasal cavity and stirred his crazy nerves. The most primitive desire of mankind burst out in Qin Yang's eyes!
A voice shouted loudly, "Come in! Rush in and this woman is yours! What kind of saintess is respected by tens of thousands of people? What kind of goddess of the Yellow Turban Holy Cult? Everything is illusion, she is just a woman! Conquer her!"
Conquer her like a man! Be her man! Let him feel your impact as an upright man! Let him feel the surging passion of the Yellow Turban King!"
At this moment, Zhang Ning's sobbing and pleading, her trembling and twisting body were undoubtedly the strongest teases for Qin Yang. The fire of lust could no longer be controlled, Qin Yang looked away fiercely, and turned his gaze.
He was pulled out from the depths of the paradise that firmly attracted him! The strong muscles in his lower abdomen tensed up tightly, and his waist suddenly moved! The giant dragon roared!
"Ah...!" The girl's miserable cry came out, and the huge tearing sensation made every inch of her skin tremble. An even stronger sense of humiliation was stabbing her heart.
"Brother Mancheng! Save me..." The girl cried out in despair.
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