Beauty Master: Blackened scoundrels are sick girls

"I'm going to decide you..."

The voice was suppressed from the bottom of the throat.

At this moment, Ye Qiao's spiritual sense had the upper hand. Looking at Dong Zhao's appearance, he was flustered and nervous.

"Azhao...stop!"

"Azhao..." It was almost a pleading begging voice trembling with pity.

Dong Zhao looked like a hungry wolf at the moment.

Ye Qiao wanted to struggle, but his body was tightly bound by him, and all the struggling movements seemed to him to be a shameful tease.

"Why, can't you bear it?" Dong Zhao's deep and hoarse voice stimulated all his senses.

Dong Zhaofu leaned into his ear, and said leisurely: "From now on, only I have the right to bully you, you are mine."

boom!With a bang, Ye Qiao felt his head explode.

Staring at the person on him in a panic, Ye Qiao shouted in despair: "Dong Zhao! I am your master!"

Sure enough, Dong Zhao froze, but tore off his clothes in the next second.

Seeing that the uncontrollable situation was about to happen, Ye Qiao's eyes were red and tears fell, his eyes were filled with despair, did he really want to call that person's name to save himself in the end?

"Shen..." Just as he uttered a word between his lips and teeth, he raised his head, closed his eyes, and said nothing.

He clenched his lips tightly and clenched his teeth, and if he didn't want to say a word, he thought that even if he was a disciple... he would definitely not be called by his name!

Just when the defense was about to be breached, Shen Hui, who was spying on what happened in the barrier, couldn't sit still, and the barrier collapsed and disappeared instantly with a wave of his sleeves, and the two finally returned to the forest in the real world.

With red eyes, Shen Hui gritted his teeth and walked forward quickly, grabbed Dong Zhao and threw him ten meters away.

With bare eyes, she squatted down beside him, quickly covered her bare chest under her clothes, and straightened his clothes for him, her fierce eyes locked on his red lips.

Shen Hui raised his hand and wiped his lips hard.

Coldly warned: "Only I can see your body, and your lips can only be stained with my saliva!"

After finishing speaking, his eyes turned in vain, looking at Dong Zhao who fell aside.

After leaving the barrier, Dong Zhao's mind had almost recovered. Just as he was about to get up from the ground, Shen Hui slapped him with a ruthless palm all over his face.

Near the chest below the collarbone, there was overwhelming pain. Dong Zhao was thrown out instantly when he was defeated, and fell heavily on the ground. A mouthful of blood just spurted from his mouth, and then he was hit by a thunderbolt on his abdomen. Shen Hui kicked He kicked him away again, with blood splashing from his mouth and nose, just as he was about to hit the ground, his jaw seemed to be shattered, he won a punch, and was thrown over by him again.

While beating violently, he gritted his teeth and said viciously, "You deserve to touch him, a dog!"

"How dare you touch him!"

"Whoever gets my things contaminated will die!"

Dong Zhao vomited blood and looked at him with hatred, his white teeth were stained red with blood, he clenched his teeth tightly, enduring the pain of tearing bones and tendons.

He vowed that as long as he can return to the blue sea and sky alive today, one day he will pay back twice as much, and bring back the dignity trampled into the dust one by one!

He was struggling to get up from the muddy ground, his remaining consciousness was telling him that he couldn't just fall down like this, he wanted to protect his master, no one could take his master away, he wanted his master to be safe Bring back the blue sea and sky, and he has to cook for the master...

The bones all over his body seemed to be broken, and he was struggling to get up, when he felt the weight of Mount Tai on his back, Shen Hui stepped on him to the ground.

The muddy dust filled his mouth and nose, even so, he still struggled stubbornly.

Seeing his appearance, Shen Hui was furious, and secretly kicked him so hard that his heart and lungs almost burst.

Just as Ye Qiao regained some strength, he summoned Chi Xiaojian and charged at him.

Shen Hui spun around to avoid the Chixiao Sword. Seeing this opportunity, Ye Qiao hurried to Dong Zhao's side, picked him up and twirled the "Royal Walking Technique" and disappeared in an instant.

Shen Hui smiled coldly, "Run, even if you run to the ends of the earth, I will find you if you go up to the poor and down to the underworld!"

Ye Qiao scooped him up along the way.

He didn't go towards the blue sea and sky, but turned a few turns and landed on Xiaozhou Mountain.

He half-backed and half-supported Dong Zhao, who was covered in blood and breathed weakly. He was extremely anxious. Looking at the endless cloud road cable bridge, his eyes were dizzy, and his body was staggering and about to fall.

Dragging him to prop up his body and walk forward.

"Azhao, hold on, don't sleep."

Even if he couldn't use his strength, his legs were weak and he had to take a few steps to pant for a while, and he had to carry the unconscious person on his shoulders, which was really difficult for him.

I don't know if his back was drenched with sweat or the blood from his body, and the dense beads of sweat on his forehead fell to his feet drop by drop.

Even though he was exhausted, he still gritted his teeth and talked to the person on his back.

"Azhao, hold on, you must hold on."

The person on the back was silent and did not respond.

Dragging heavy steps, step by step with bloody footprints, he continued to squeeze out a few words between his teeth.

"Dong Zhao, if you fucking dare to sleep, I won't recognize you as a disciple as a teacher!"

If Dong Zhao was awake, he would be shocked when he heard that Qingya Master, who has always been a gentleman and strict self-discipline, would still swear at others, and his jaw would drop in shock.

It's a pity he didn't see this scene.

"Dong Zhao! I'm talking to you as a teacher. Did you hear me? If you hear it, give me a squeak!"

"My teacher teaches you to respect the teacher and respect the way, follow the rules and etiquette, have you forgotten?"

"Master is talking to you, please respond to Master..." The voice was almost trembling, with infinite anxiety and tension.

"Even just one sound..." He gave up his master status and even started begging.

The person on the back was still lying lifelessly on his shoulders, without a response, only blood flowed down his shoulders.

All the strength in his body was exhausted, and the endless cable bridge suspended in the clouds swayed slightly. His eyes went dark, and he finally couldn't bear it anymore, and his knees bent and hit the bridge board heavily.

The cable bridge swayed, and he clung tightly to the person on his back. Even though he lost his strength, his ten fingers clasped Dong Zhao's wrist tightly like an iron hoop and refused to let go.

Pools of blood slowly appeared under both knees, connecting to the bloody footprints behind him, dazzling and shocking.

"Slave! If you dare to die, I will chase you to the underworld for my teacher to snatch you back from the hands of the king of Hades, lock you in a small black room and punish you with three thousand boards, and beat your skin to pieces so that you don't dare to throw it away again." I am my teacher..." His voice was thin and weak, and his weak appearance made people feel extremely distressed.

The mouth and nose on his back were bleeding continuously, soaking his white clothes and dyeing them into red robes, and he never gave him a response.

Ye Qiao's heart was as cold as ice, and he knelt on the rope bridge and exhausted all his strength, screaming in despair, "Empty!"