Arrowed Butterfly

"Fuck me to death!" Ling Yuhua screamed, "Ah! Ah! Ah...fuck me to death!"

Wuzaizi stabbed deeply, Ling Yuhua's buttocks held him tightly, as if she didn't want to let him go, but he pulled it out slowly, pulling out some juice and blood.

A sense of emptiness suddenly hit Ling Yuhua's heart, and Ling Yuhua hurriedly shouted: "Give it to me...don't stop! Fuck me!"

Wu Sapin turned Ling Yuhua over and said with a sneer, "I said I'm going to grind your lips today."

After finishing speaking, he forced the wet penis into Ling Yuhua's mouth.Ling Yuhua's mouth was forced to open wide, and she continued to accept the strong impact.

Sapindus said viciously, "You just ate your butt here, and now you eat it with your mouth, how is it?"

Ling Yuhua had already been dazzled by the properties of the medicine, and she didn't know how to think at all. She just felt that her body was burning with desire, so she kept twisting her body like a water snake.Sapin cum shot out of Ling Yuhua's mouth, and after pulling it out, Ling Yuhua entangled him again, hugged him tightly, kept rubbing against his body, screaming with her mouth, and soon fueled the urge to grow up. For his lust, he pulled up Ling Yuhua's leg and stabbed it to the deepest place. While cursing Ling Yuhua, he inserted it frequently.

Ling Yuhua yelled again and again, hugging Sapin's back tightly, holding on to his back and screaming, "Harder! Ah... hurry up!"

Wu Sapin pushed Ling Yuhua to the ground, and said coldly, "Don't touch me."

He patted the dust on his shoulders in disgust, but fortunately he was not dressed.

He pulled out his penis and pinched Ling Yuhua's nose. Ling Yuhua couldn't breathe through her nose and opened her mouth to breathe. When he opened his mouth wide, the stinky penis was stuffed into his mouth.He couldn't help whining, his nose was still pinched, his mouth was stretched wide, but his lips were still tightly attached to his penis without a single gap, his throat was blocked by a hard lump, and he couldn't breathe at all.He struggled desperately, but the acupoints were tapped by Sapindus.

Suffocated and powerless, Yuhua became extremely desperate, and even aphrodisiacs could not wash away this despair.His tears kept streaming down, his inability to breathe made his heart feel like it was being pressed by a heavy object, it ached, and he didn't even have the strength to beat, and the hot lump in his mouth was still relentlessly moving in and out.

When he was about to give up, the air suddenly poured in from his nose, and his body slowly became active again.

But he cried harder, not knowing why.

Outside the cave, Shi Xiaomi and Yang Yifeng were grilling something.Shi Xiaomi helped Yang Yifeng roast the meat, handed it to Yang Yifeng, and said, "Here."

Yang Yifeng took the barbecue and said, "Thank you so much."

"You're welcome! Originally, you could eat well and live comfortably, but I forced you out. I should take good care of you." Shi Xiaomi said.

Yang Yifeng felt that Shi Xiaomi's idea was very interesting, and she couldn't help but smile: "I was the one who suggested it, so I should thank you."

Shi Xiaomi said: "Anyway, I have also benefited, but you are going to suffer. I don't think you will suffer too much. By the way, do you have any relatives to rely on? Following me is not the way, you are afraid. I can't stand it."

Yang Yifeng recalled the days when he was alone in the Jianghu, and his expression was sad: "I have no relatives. And..."

"And what?" Shi Xiaomi asked.

"I have martial arts." Yang Yifeng said sadly, "It's just locked."

Shi Xiaomi pinched Yang Yifeng's veins, frowned and said, "This must be a very strange technique, I'm afraid I can't understand it."

"I know you can't solve it." Yang Yifeng replied with a slight smile, "I don't want you to solve it either."

Shi Xiaomi said worriedly: "But what are you going to do? The most important thing for a martial arts practitioner is naturally this body of martial arts. How can it be wasted? And I think your body is weak, which is probably the result of this."

Yang Yifeng said, "Actually, it's not impossible to untie it."

Shi Xiaomi asked, "What way?"

"Little brother, let me ask you," Yang Yifeng said, "you are the one who lied to the nine-thousand-year-old treasure."

"How did you see it?" Shi Xiaomi was noncommittal.

Yang Yifeng smiled, and then read: "Hold it to fill it up, hide it to sharpen it, embrace it with the soul, focus on the qi and make it soft, remove the mystery, and open the gate of heaven."

Shi Xiaomi turned pale with shock: "You...how did you know..."

This is the last sentence of Shi Xiaomi's half book.

"You probably haven't practiced until here." Yang Yifeng said.

"you……"

"I guessed from your skill." Yang Yifeng said again, "But on the [-]th day of every month, when you practice your kung fu, your true energy will be trapped in Qihai and Tianshu acupoints?"

Shi Xiaomi was shocked and said, "How do you know?"

Yang Yifeng brushed the dust off his clothes and said, "I think the person who taught you martial arts is probably my disciple."

"Your disciple!" Shi Xiaomi was so surprised that he couldn't keep his mouth shut.

"That's right, I taught him this set of martial arts myself." Yang Yifeng sighed, "The lies about the treasures, the lies that will appear in the martial arts conference... He told you to tell it, right?"

"Yes." Shi Xiaomi nodded calmly, "He told me to lie about a treasure, and told me to go around to find someone to challenge. He also gave me the sword. Anyway, he just wanted me to spread the matter all over the world. I don't know why..."

"You don't know? Have you told Wu Saipzi about this?" Yang Yifeng asked.

Shi Xiaomi said, "I didn't tell him. Because the senior didn't want me to tell others."

Yang Yifeng smiled and said, "But you told me."

Shi Xiaomi stomped her feet and said, "Yes! Why did I tell you!"

But Shi Xiaomi paced around for a while, then laughed again: "But you are his master!"

"That's right, I'm his master." Yang Yifeng said, "He's making such a big fuss this time, but he's actually just meeting someone."

"Who?" Shi Xiaomi asked curiously.

Yang Yifeng pointed at herself and said, "Me."

Yang Yifeng had already guessed that the Nine Thousand Years Treasure was definitely a fake. With Nine Thousand Years' personality, if he was going to die, even if he threw the treasure into the sea, it wouldn't be cheap for others. It is true that Nine Thousand Years old has martial arts, so it is bold to guess that Nine Thousand Years asked Shi Xiaomi to publicize this matter with great fanfare, in fact, to lure someone out.

Of course this person is not Yang Yifeng.

It's Chen Qiyu.