Fairy tales of rivers and lakes, Dancing with Butterflies
There is no Big Dipper in the sky in the north, and the faint morning dance on the Crescent Lake lightly dances; the once bright moon is just a faint shadow, appearing and disappearing from time to time.
Ye'er stood up, the clear lake water only reached her waist, and a holy brilliance appeared on her face, and she stared at everything in front of her with curiosity.
The petals jumped on her snow-white skin, the water droplets gently sootheed the delicate shoulders with colorful flowing light, and a few huge butterflies waving their blue wings and dancing around the two proudly standing tall **.
She hesitated and stretched out her hand, and a butterfly fell on it obediently.
Suddenly, Ye'er's face showed a painful expression, and the memories came back! She remembered who she was, and remembered that it was morning when she was entering Jiangjia Village to look for Zhu Tong. Now, it seemed to be early morning.
Everything that happened in the past ten days has been so vague that she knew she would not lose her memory for no reason and came to this strange and beautiful place.
She saw the man lying under the maple tree and knew that it was Zhu Tong. She had just run over to check it out, and her body had already floated lightly, and almost reached under the maple tree with just one rise and fall.
Ye'er did not notice her own changes. She carried Zhu Tong over and lay on her back on the grass.
This body exudes a charming smell, and its solid muscles are swelling, as if they contain endless power.
However, he was like a stove now, with hot steam simmering and sweating profusely. His eyes were looking straight up, and the whites of his eyes were still filled with red red silk.
Ye'er knew that it was dangerous for a human body to have such high temperatures.
She carried Zhu Tong to the shore of Crescent Lake, lifted up the lake water and poured it on him.
But the effect of doing this is extremely limited. Not only does the temperature not decrease, Zhu Tong's skin on his chest is also turning red, and the heat comes from inside his body.
"Wake up, I'm scared; please, good man, Li Xiang, Zhu Tong, don't scare me." Ye'er said anxiously while picking up the water, tears falling down Zhu Tong.
When she saw Zhu Tong's erect male root, she suddenly felt a shameful feeling in her heart: he needs to vent, and vent the enthusiasm in his body, maybe it's fine.
Ye'er recalled her experience just now and looked at Zhu Tong, and became more and more convinced of this idea.
The intercourse just now was not perfect. Ye'er had experienced several orgasms. There were two reasons why she did not have Zhu Tong's condition, such as lake water and daughter Yu, who hung on her chest.
Wenliang Lake water lowered the body temperature as soon as possible. My daughter Yu couldn't see any effect. When Ye'er was about to fall into madness, the daughter Yu, who was pressed against her chest, exuded a refreshing breath, slowly relieving the heat in her heart.
Reduced to a safe state.
However, Zhu Tong never reached the peak.
The most important obstacle comes from the blood cells on the chest. Whenever Zhutong shows signs of ejaculation, it acts as a solid blockade as before.
Zhu Tong has launched countless impacts with the help of the energy transmitted by Butterfly God and Ye Er.
With the impact, the roadblock gradually became less solid, and the last few times were just barely passing. If the Butterfly God had not completed the intercourse first, maybe one or two more times...
But now, the vigorous energy is stimulating between Zhu Tong's chest and abdomen, and the blood cells can only absorb one-third of them. Although the Butterfly God has made great efforts and has become a colorful butterfly like the blood cells, he can only protect Zhu Tong's
Danzhong point.
If the old liar or Zhu Huang is, he will find that Zhu Tong is wandering between the region and heaven. If he can pass this barrier, not only will he make great achievements, but he will also have a complete transformation.
The past was very simple, and it was a dead end.
However, Zhu Tong had fainted and could not move in the direction of his progress. He needed external help to go to heaven, and went to hell, just ignore him.
The old liar's choice must be to vent. Whether it is to use the Golden Needle Solving Practice or the Art of Art, his first choice is to guide the terrible energy in Zhu Tong's body. Living is the first priority, and everything else is
Bullshit.
Zhu Huang may try to help Zhu Tong break through. He has experienced a leap from the second to third floor of Pengma Fantasy, and knows how rare Zhu Tong is in his current state. If he is lucky enough, he may have crossed the third floor of Pengma Fantasy
Level, step directly into the Pengma Wonderland.
In order to fulfill a miracle of a blessing, it is worth taking some risks.
However, Ye'er is not a doctor and has never learned the secret technique of Zhumen. She doesn't know what to do in this situation. Although her cultivation level has also entered the illusion of Pengma, it is completely unaware of it and unconscious.
by chance.
At first, she only learned to write with Zhu Tong. Until now, she still has only a slight understanding of the mysterious meridians and internal breath. She only knows the two magical characters "qi" and "spirit", and has little knowledge of the methods used and the magical ones.
She is a woman who dares to act and will no longer hesitate once she has a choice. She blushed and looked around. There was not even a slightly larger beast within the range of her eyes and perception, let alone a human.
Ye'er stood up, spread her slender and round legs, and sat on Zhu Tong, gently introducing the hot male root into her body. The strong stimulation made her unable to help but whisper and fell softly on his chest.
.
At the beginning, Zhu Tong didn't respond.
Ye Er gasped for a moment, climbed on Zhu Tong's shoulder and shook it gently.
No one can keep calm in such a shameful thing.
As the body shakes, her body gradually turns from self-consciousness to unconsciousness. Ye'er can't control her rising desire. She is tired and turns over and makes Zhu Tong fall on her.
Sure enough, Zhu Tong started to move.
Ye'er shouted excitedly, and two lines of hot tears slid out of her closed eyes.
She could no longer feel the stimulation, she had only unbearable pain.
Zhu Tong's action was a storm at the first moment. Ye Er could not bear the rush of heat, but gritted her teeth and persevered.
The two butterfly gods were once again activated, and the god-born amber was thrown there. They had no medium to meet and danced manic dances in their respective territories.
Three huge blue butterflies floated down from the maple tree. They looked like the kings of butterflies, flying around the two of them arrogantly and leisurely.
Countless butterflies flew from all over, dancing around the blue butterflies, as if participating in a gorgeous feast.
The more butterflies gather in the valley, the space for dancing is getting smaller and smaller, and gradually forming a huge colorful sphere on the lakeside.
The sun has jumped to the east sky, and a bright beam of sunlight sprinkled through the gap in the cliff, shining on the sphere. It is like a dream, like a ring, like a false or a true one.
Three figures appeared in the gap, which were the whistle that was tracking, the Divine Hook Wang Han and Jiang Liu.
Crescent Lake is not big and there are not many trees. They stand high, and the situation in the woods by the lake can be said to be clear at a glance.
The whistle stared at the butterflies on the lakeside and frowned and asked, "What is that?"
Jiang Liu looked around carefully, pointed to the clothes scattered under the cliff and said, "They are here."
"Here?" Shirt wondered.
"Anyway, it's nearby, maybe hiding in the tree or maybe in the water." Jiang Liu took out a rope, tied it to the stone, and prepared to climb.
From the gap to the ground, Zhu Tong and Ye Er came, they only clicked a few times on the bushes on the stone wall and the protruding rocks. Jiang Liu didn't dare to joke about his life; this was also their arrival
The reason why I've just chased here now.
The Divine Hook Wang Han jumped and fell, following the route Zhu Tong and Ye'er had once passed down from the cliff. After landing, he looked back and leaned over to look on the ground, and found two pairs of heavy footprints. He followed the way,
The Divine Hook Wang Han has been doing similar things. It seems useless, but it is actually measuring the strength of his opponent.
The whistle snorted, climbed down the rope, and asked, "What did Lao Wang find?"
"That girl is strange?"
"What's strange?" Shi Fei believed in the experience and eyes of the Divine Hook Wang Han. It was a pair of eyes of a real old world. Many times, he and Divine Hook Wang Han looked in harmony, and now it is the key to the survival of the fourth-level prosperous fire.
During this period, the two finally joined forces, hoping to do something, whether it is soft or hard, the building will collapse.
They all know that the fourth-grade Honghuo is not the fifth-grade Qingyang. The current social environment leaves Honghuo’s living space too narrow, and they have not seized the opportunity to change. Once Honghuo is expelled from the eighth-grade Jianghuo, it is equivalent to a sound.
The demise clock of this gang that has been passed down for thousands of years.
"She is getting stronger." Shenkong Wang Han said vaguely.
This is really a strange thing. It can be seen from the footprints and the traces left along the way. At the beginning, the female police officer's footsteps were floating and heavy, leaving many traces, such as the worn-out coat. She is Zhu Tong
The burden of
Later, her traces became less and less, and the footprints here showed that her steps became as light as Zhu Tong.
Zhu Tong has a great reputation and is one of the most famous masters in the new generation of Jianghu Dao. And that female police officer, the Divine Hook Wang Han, has observed many times. She was obviously a standard rookie, and the Big Hollow Wheel had stole a piece from her.
Only wallets. But now, it seems to have the same strength as the little liar.
"I won't be strong there. Without him, she wouldn't be able to run at such speed." Shi Fei first figured out the key, although he knew very well that Officer Su did not have considerable strength, even if he had Zhu Tong's lead.
This will not happen.
Jiang Liu put away the ropes and immediately launched the tracking technique, trying to find Zhu Tong and Ye'er in this small space. Soon he stopped and stared at the group of butterflies.
"Finished?" asked Stefanie.
"Where are they?" Jiang Liu pointed to the Crescent Lake and replied.
There is a world of butterflies. Tens of millions of butterflies occupy half of the lake, blocking the route they continue to pursue. So many butterflies flap their wings at the same time, making magnificent whistle, and their vision was cut off.
"They are inside." Shenhook Wang Han agreed.
"But, what are they doing here? What's going on with these butterflies?"
Shipin was scheming and hesitant to approach before he figured out the whole story.
"I can only ask them." The Divine Hook Wang Han took out a porcelain bottle, picked out some sticky brown juice and applied it to his face, neck, and arms. This is the secret anti-worm medicine from Honghuo, and it is inevitable to encounter it when he goes to the world.
In various situations, sleeping on the streets is common. This secret medicine is similar to Zhumen Qiyousan, which can ensure that you are not disturbed by mosquitoes and most small creatures when sleeping.
Jiang Liu broke two branches one meter long and thick with fists, took off his shirt and tore it open, wrapped it around one end of the branches, and sprinkled it with a kind of black powder. He was making simple torches, which were a kind of gunpowder-like thing
, but it lasts more.
The whistle also applied anti-worm medicine on his body, took a torch, and said, "Old Wang is behind, Senior Brother Jiang and I come in,"
The Divine Hook Wang Han nodded and said nothing. If the whistle was a popular leader in the fourth grade, he should have stayed to suppress the formation. But now it is not the time to talk about pomp. Among the three, the Divine Hook Wang Han is the strongest.
If something unexpected happens before, for example, the little liar is invisible in the mysterious butterfly array to launch a sudden attack, the strongest divine hook Wang Han can guarantee the most effective response to Shi Shi and Jiang Liu.
Jiang Liu took out the lighter and fired it, and two torches exploded with two balls of flames; he and Shink each held a torch and stepped into the butterfly array.
The whistle has the highest status in the world and is also the one who fears the most. The reason why Master Yunjia managed Zixia's house in Shanghai was able to make a fortune smoothly is mostly due to the whistle's advice behind the scenes.
The current situation is that the fourth-level prosperous man has lost the support of the first-level Golden Buddha, and those monks no longer need this thug. The whistle was very conscious and did not protest. His only hope now is to withdraw from the world safely.
Of course, before completely quitting the world, we need to give Honghuo an explanation.
Shi Fei knew his subordinates very well. They were a group of desperate people who were just sneaking and playing with knives. If they didn't comfort them, Shi Fei Fei didn't think he could be stable in his later years. Maybe he would turn Zixia's house, which he had finally obtained, into a
A smoky temple.
Huolhes was determined to replace Huolhes and become the most popular leader of the fourth-level team. Over the years, Huolhes has also accused of his ambitions. But in his heart, Huolhes is not optimistic about Huolhes, he is a reckless man with only ambition but no brains.
In the actions of tracking Zhu Tong these days, the Huo Wheel was determined to seize the merits in front of everyone, but unexpectedly, he was injured by a little scammer and his cultivation was destroyed. Invisibly, this was equivalent to helping the whistle a big favor.
He was not going to fight for Zhu Tong, nor even intend to hurt Zhu Tong. He just wanted to force Zhu Tong to agree to some conditions under certain circumstances, such as whether the time for the fourth pinnacle Honghuo to withdraw from Jianghu Dao can be postponed for a year or a half
, and whether the amount of compensation can be increased? All of these are not something that King Han of the Divine Hook can do. He will never stop when he takes action.
The whistle also knew that Jiang Liu and the Divine Hook Wang Han really wanted to kill Zhu Tong. The young lady of the fifth-grade Qingyang secretly issued a reward for the Jianghu. Killing Zhu Tong can get one million, and injuring him can get one hundred thousand. So the whistle
He had to take the risk of taking action in person to keep the situation within an acceptable range.
The first dozen steps were quite smooth, and the butterflies on the outside were not dense. They were naturally afraid of fire and avoided them from afar.
The more you move forward, the more dense the butterflies are, and the smell of butterflies being burned to death gradually floats out of the air. The narrower and narrower space makes butterflies unable to avoid it. Most butterflies have only half their wings burned off, and on the whistle and
Fragments of wreckage were left behind Jiang Liu.
Jiang Liu walked in front of the whistle, waved the torch with his left hand, covered his right hand in front of him, and rushed forward with his head.
There are not only butterflies in the air, but there are too many butterflies gathered here. As the butterflies collide with each other, countless powder crumbs falling on their wings are getting thicker and thicker. It is said that this thing can cause irreparable damage when entering the eyes.
, maybe become blind.
Jiang Liu stopped, and the whistle could not move. They found that the butterflies in front were no longer flying, but were connected to form a wall of butterflies that seemed soft but were full of dangers.
They are not afraid of flame burning or anti-worming medicine. These weak butterflies seem to be maintaining something with their lives.
The whistle knew that Zhu Tong was inside, and he could vaguely hear the sound coming from inside the butterfly wall. It was a very strange sound, as if someone was doing some strange activity inside.
Jiang Liu started to ruthlessly, threw black gunpowder at the butterfly wall, and detonated it with a torch.
Large areas of butterflies were burned open, and a gap appeared on the butterfly wall. As the speed of butterflies replenishing slowed down, the gap gradually became larger. But the number of butterflies was too large, although the number of black gunpowder brought by Jiang Liu was too large
Enough, it will take some time to break the butterfly wall.
During this period, the concentration of powder crumbs became unbearable. The whistle quickly waved the folding fan, barely opening a relatively clean space for himself and Jiang Liu.
The Divine Hook Wang Han who was guarding outside was in trouble first.