Heroic Death System

Retrospective spoon ② 2

When the flutter falls asleep, it can be soaked in a hot spring, washing away the chills and fatigue.

There was a swinging sound of water in his ear. He could open his eyes and see Ti landing in the hot spring. His body was strong and covered with scars large and small. Many scars were obviously left because the injuries had not been handled carefully.

Ti swims to Sangquo and reaches up to his chest. A few years ago, a long sword passed through here and took his life. And now he's resurrected, warm body, powerful heartbeat, only a faint scratch on his glossy skin.

Ti Fall wrapped around Sang Co's waist, resting his head on his shoulder, like a child, with a stretched expression and full of love.

“Tita, tell me about what happened after you sealed the Tree of the Devil?” You can ask softly.

“Mm-hmm.” Ti switched to a more comfortable position, leaning lazily against Sankoh and beginning to tell the story of the past three years.

Ti Fall and Pupo came to the snow mountain with the corpse of Shanko because of the death of Shanko, eroded by the magic of the Devil's Tree, became a half-descendant without faith, unable to continue living in the city.

Unlike the average demon messenger, when the demon tree is sealed, all demon messengers are removed from the control of the demon tree and have little effect on others as long as they do not take the initiative to commit evil. But Tin Fall and Pop, because they absorb the most original demons of the Devil's Tree, even if they try to suppress it, can't avoid the exodus.

Their magic can't even be absorbed, and I'm afraid it's up to them to get rid of it. But it doesn't matter if they never recover, he'll always be with them anyway.

“Jenko, can I kiss you?” After remembering, Ti Fan suddenly made a request.

Jean-Claude glanced at him strangely. This man also had a gentleman's time? Haven't you kissed me before without saying anything?

Just about to ask, Till has kissed up.

Shanko: … well, it is certainly not too early to draw conclusions.

Ti falls on the lips of Sangkou, finely grinding, slowly deepening, with a few emotions - desire, more is miss and admiration.

They kept warm in the water for half an hour until they felt dizzy.

They didn't make it to the end, and that seemingly friendship was long enough for them to taste.

“Let's find a place to hide in the Mountain Clear Water Show!” The next day, it was refreshingly proposed.

“Okay.” Tiff had no problem with it.

Puppet is more of a loyal supporter of Dad.

The three of them packed their bags immediately, the large bags were heavily armed, even carried a pot, and then stepped on to accumulate snow and left the ice and snow field one step at a time.

Finding a new place to live is not as difficult as you might imagine, and Titan has travelled across the continent and is familiar with the environment. Upon enquiry as to the residential environment, the three of them arrived in the Dono Mountains, on the border between Dakota and Sina State.

After several visits, a water-dependent location was finally selected as a place to settle. Surrounded by green mountains and scarce crowds, access roads can only cross the river by boat except for a rugged mountain stone trail. But it's not remote, it's only half an hour away from the nearest city, and if there's a ride, it's even shorter. Within 35 miles of each other, there are also a few small villages where you can trade with them at any time.

Once the place of residence has been determined, all that remains is to build a house, open a desert, plant land… two men working together, it is not difficult to build a bamboo tower. Whatever tools and materials are missing can be purchased with villagers outside.

However, most of these physical activities have fallen to work, and they have gradually evolved from a non-productive prince to a brilliant craftsman.

Sankoh makes a variety of cuisine with his pompous wilderness. Fish shrimp, spinach, hives, bamboo rats, rabbits, chickens, boar, snakes, bird eggs, vegetables, mushrooms, melon fruit… above and below the sky, as long as it can be found, it cannot be done.

Every night, Jean Coco uses his own ointment to wash the wounds, massage the muscles, and put mosquito repellent plants around the tent to provide the best possible sleep for one size and one size.

After a month of falling, the wounds on the body were all well, and the lean body was full at visible speeds, bright skin and full of spirit, like a bone change.

Especially Ti Fall, who was of noble origin, experienced the wind frost, faded away the melancholy and decadent, and the whole person revealed a mysterious character. Every time you go out to trade items, you can attract the attention of a lot of village girls.

Ti's heart belongs and is magical, and naturally she does not get involved with them. However, these women like to sprinkle incense powder on Chinese men, and despite their agility, they are inevitably affected by the wind direction, with a star and a half.

It was only after smelling that I realized that the virginity of my man was actually admired by a group of passers-by.

When he was about to be summoned, he tied a marriage tie to his hair, a tie that on the Tulanian mainland meant “married” or famous flower owners.

Tie tied down, suddenly feeling extra handsome, full of energy every day, subtly flashing a gorgeous glow.

Two months later, the bamboo house was built and several vegetable plots that could be reclaimed were also harvested.

The day before checking into the new house, you can cook a big meal and prepare wine to celebrate the opening of the new house after two months of hard work.

In the fascinating moonlight, the three of them ate with their arms open, and at the end of the day, they got drunk, even though she only had a small drink.

Ti Fall carried the plunge into the room and when he came out, he could still pack the table outside. Long hair swings gently with the wind, and a slender figure in candlelight makes for an extra touch.

Till his eyes fell dark, holding Sankoh from behind, his lips flowing around his neck.

“Stop messing around and help me pack the chopsticks.” Jean shrunk his neck and was burned for a while where he licked it.

Instead of stopping, Ti Fang became more intimate.

“Ti... ah!” When the words were not finished, his body vacated and was placed on the carpet beside him, a warm kiss fell. After more than two months of endurance, he has reached his limit.

With a soft carpet on their back, they can smell grass in their noses, and the aroma of the two merges... the clothes are ripped apart in the touch, luo's skin feels cool at night, then replaced by a heat wave.

Feeling the fiery desire of a man, he can breathe - "Don't stay here, it will wake up the pounding...”

“Let's keep it down.” Ti faded slowly on him.

Jean-Claude's brain was a little dizzy, and there was no resolute refusal: “Then be gentle. ”

As soon as the voice fell, Tita stood up and squeezed into his body.

“Ah!” I couldn't help but scream and immediately converged. He was about to complain, but was interrupted by his next move.

You can only suppress your voice as much as you can, leaving your body to float in a wave of fast-feelings. The vast sky swayed in his sight, then gradually blurred, leaving only a blank space.

Ti Fall was worried that they would not be able to accept it, but for the first time, as if they had exercised many times, they fit perfectly.

One time later, the messy tumble of clothes can return to the room with the same mess to continue the next game...

When he woke up in the morning, he found himself wrapped in a strange position with Ti Fang, with one leg resting on his Ti Fang waist and the other leg hanging on his shoulder, one side by side, in the shape of an "L”. Strangely enough, the lower body is still attached.

Shanko was about to get up. Anyone who knew he had just pulled a half-cut was pressed back by a pair of big hands.

“Let go, it's dawn.” You can still hold your upper body with your hands and try to rip your body off from the tip.

“It's early.” Tilt one side down to deepen yourself.

Jean-Claude stared at him. He was about to speak. The mumbling voice came from outside the door: "Dad, are you still asleep? ”

Jean-Claude sat up in a hurry, but sat heavily on Ti Fall, and the cold peaked deep.

Both inhaled a cold breath of air at the same time.

When you hear the door pushed open, you can still ignore the others and pull the duvet over the two of them.

Puffing out a head, he saw Dad's cheeks sat reddish on his body, his face had to show curiosity, but he didn't know how to ask.

When he remembered, he was left to die. He only heard him say to Po without changing colours: "Po Po, go wash up, Daddy will make you good food later. ”

When he heard something delicious, he immediately abandoned his father and ran away joyfully.

Still waiting to fall, biting his teeth and spitting out four words: "Stop it! ”

“I'm energetic, I need to get out of it, or I'm going to apologize.” Tight fingers flow between the waists.

You think you're a flower! It's early.

“Hurry up if you want to, and I'll make breakfast for Popo!” He could have squeezed him in anger.

Ti Fall did what he was told to do. Start high-speed exercise immediately. Be sure to be quick and accurate! It turns out that someone is not early - leaking, and if he doesn't jump to scratch the door, he'll probably have another three hours to fight.

Feeding a large, small and small family pet, Tita grabs a weapon, goes out hunting, exchanges some food, and leaves a home to accompany her.

At noon, Tita carried two rabbits, clamped a bag of rice and went home punctually. In the courtyard, Jean can sit by the stone table with a pomp and teach her to read and read. The golden sun shines on them, like a beautiful picture.

“Fall, look!” When Ti Fall back, he immediately picked up the blank paper and showed him the twisted words on it, proudly saying, "That's the name of the pod! ”

Ti Fall put down what was in his hand, walked to the two of them, touched the head of the pompous, and asked: "Are there any dads and fallen? ”

“Yes!” he answered forcefully, then pulled out another piece of paper, pointing to the words above, “Look, Daddy and Fallen's name, Puppet learned too. ”

Ti Fall down and look, only on white paper, with “Shanko” and “Ti Fall” in line.

The former pen painter is neat and the shape is straight; the latter is scary and distorted, as if it were a split bone, and has an extremely stubborn face.

Ti Fang is silent, they are also the family of the pompous, how can the gap be so big...