Legend of the Asura

“Brother, you want me to join the Love Palace?” The Fiber Eyebrow of the Awful Moon Yiren leaned slightly.

God's hand nodded. How can he not see that Feng Feng Yao Dream seems to be deliberately letting them take this step, but he did so in order to discover the details of Shuro and this mysterious first gang?

“I see.” The proud Moon Yiren nodded, without any objection, because she was not generally interested in what seemed to be too many of her romantic dreams, no matter what.

……

“Little brother, do you want us to join that love pavilion? Honestly, I adore that love pavilion!” Beautiful to ultimate girls make beautiful to ultimate sounds, accompanied by heart-trembling laughter.

“Whatever. ”

“Little brother, we might be able to get you some information about Shura. ”

“Whatever! ”

“Second Sister, you see, when I mentioned Shuro's face has changed, hee hee hee ~”

“... hum! ”

……

The white arrow shot silently into the peach tree demon, causing more than 400 injuries.

Rain stamped his feet so hard that he could barely help throwing away the crystal cane in his hand.

“Hate heaven, why do you think I hit so low, even less than a tenth of the people.” When I think of the scene where Feng Feng Yao Dream killed the first shield with an arrow, Mei Yu felt hit hard.

“You're you, she's her.” Hate the sky without expression, a sword emptied the monster swarm in front of him.

“Same profession, same skills, and she's not high enough for me, why am I so far behind her, I'm a full body gold gear! ”

“I'm not interested in you… now it's time to kill.” The sound of hate turned cold instantly, walking towards a group of players with the Yellow Springs of the End.

Meizu's pupils shrunk and clenched her lips to the heel.

If you can't stop the devil's footsteps, then try to be the angel next to the devil... one day you'll be able to heal the scars on your body and give you a fresh hope for the world.

……

When the wind was softened by Fengyao, it was almost noon time. After a few bites on Fengyao's lips, he washed himself out and enjoyed the lunch already made.

Yang Xiaoru's health has been restored to 78 out of 10, and his hands are free to move. But the wind still insisted on feeding her all three meals by himself because her eyes were inconvenient. He liked to see her with no focal length at that time but full of satisfying and happy eyes, and his guilt would fade slightly.

“Tin, I'll give you one minute. If I don't see this dust-free sword in a minute, I'll take it to the table leg.” The first thing that went online was to slowly and slowly throw a big bomb at Xiaotian.

As soon as the wind ran out, the caller was hung up by Xiao Tian, who was too late to answer. Thirty seconds later, the wind ran into his ear eight times simultaneously requesting access to the tone.

“Allow…”

Xiao Tian, a "bad dog prey” was easily dodged by the wind. He fell on the floor, but his mouth kept saying: “Boss, my super artifact! Super artifact! ”

The wind scorned him and took out the dust-free sword deal for Xiao Tian.

“Uh... boss, you're not ignoring me, are you? Are you sure this is called a dust-free sword?” Looking at a thick layer of dust on the sword that can't be thickened, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with the word "dust-free”.

“Cut ~ me if you don't believe me. ”

“No, no... I haven't seen the attributes yet.” Xiao Tian immediately took two steps back, afraid of being robbed back.

Is it really a super artifact that the sword and the handle are only about a meter long and look extremely old? Xiao Tian waved in confusion.

……

Xiao Tian waved randomly, actually giving him the feeling of cutting off the air. At the same time, the dust on the sword fell as it waved, revealing a sharp and radiant light, with no residue of dust.

Both saw the amazing colors in each other's eyes.

Seeing the properties of the dust-free sword, Xiao Tian's excited tears screamed, barely holding on to his knees and hugging the windy thighs.

“Boss, you are my regenerating parents... you are really a super artifact... but why do you have to reach level 80 to use it? I want to die...”

Looking mercifully at Xiao Tian, the wind estimated how he felt at the moment, just like a super beautiful woman who had been secretly in love for 800 years stripping naked and picking him out, and he realized he hadn't grown a little JJ yet.

“Poor boy, work hard, you'll be invincible at level 80!” The wind slapped him on the shoulder.

At level 80, it should be at least a year later. If you can see it doesn't work, you might as well not have it.

I don't know how much it would be worth to take this sword out for an auction... I'm really looking forward to it.

“Though far less light and affectionate than the silver sword I had dreamed of, it was much stronger than a normal weapon.” Xiao Tian looked at the dust-free sword over and over, his mouth twitched constantly.

“Cut!” scornfully beat him to abort. Xiao Tian's dream sword is known only to him and Chen Bing. According to Xiao Xiao, it was a fine sword that seemed lighter than a flying blade, appeared almost daily in his dream, growing up with him in the dream, gradually becoming the greatest desire and pursuit of his life.

But there are some ridiculous dreams that he and Chen Bing only laugh at.

By this time, Xin Andang's Jingtian had discovered that his dust-free sword had been lost.

“Strange, how did the dust-free sword used to cushion the cabinet leg disappear... Xiaosan, go get the star sword under the guest bedroom to cushion the bookcase, this cabinet is not very stable, this is one of my most precious antiques, don't wear out...”

One minute later, Jingtian touched his head and muttered helplessly: “Alas, this star sword is too thin, it's better to use a dust-free sword.” Finished his finger gently scratched a circle, his pinky finger hooked, and the dust-free sword had appeared in his hand.

“Well, this sword is better... oh, I don't know who my friend wiped it so clean for me. ”

Poor Xiao Tian doesn't know that the dust-free sword he just deposited in the warehouse is gone.

Feng Yao is giving Xie Ruo a leg massage, neither girl is online. When I think of Yang Xie's legs like white jade coagulation, the wind couldn't help but use my mind to make Yi Xie Yi a bit.

“Little Soft still hasn't come back... go see the palace.” For a moment, the wind ran immediately towards the palace. And Xiao Tian grew up young JJ early. Already went crazy to practice.

After the transfer of the dragon thief, the base movement speed of the wind has reached 70, and the jumping ability has increased considerably (jumping force +1 = max jump height increased by 1 m). In less than 10 minutes, it has crossed the crowd to the Tianlong Palace.

Looking at the white cloth of the Tianlong Palace, the wind sighed with a sigh. The Emperor Tianlong had indeed hung up, and had hung up forever.

Tianlong Zheng Zheng's former Minister Wen Wu's eunuch woman knelt down, all crying there, crying more than her dead father cried, seeing Tianlong's secret envoy come in, crying much less weird, countless eyes or light or dark, or envious or jealous or curious or exploring to him.

“Aren't you handsome enough to look at me so exaggerated?” The wind directly ignored these eyes, and after a moment of worship with his heart to the Emperor Tianlong, no one passed through the kneeling crowd, lifting the soft water behind Princess Shui Moon.

“Follow me home!” The wind couldn't help but grieve when I looked at her in plain clothes and pear blossoms with water.

“Young Master... I, I will guard my father's filial piety for seven days.” The water softly cried. Emperor Tianlong's princess countless, bias protein is not active enough, can not have a son, the matter of filial filial piety falls on the two daughters.

“No, honey, if I don't feel like dying on my knees for seven days and seven nights, just come home with me and leave the matter with Princess Mizuki.” The wind couldn't help but say, pull the water soft and go.

“But Young Master...”

“Nothing, but if you don't go back, no one will take care of me and our house. ”

The phrase immediately worked, and the water gently dragged her away with a face of red Xia Ren Feng.

“Master Zhang Tian... Master Zhang Tian... Shit! Stop crying, you'll never make it again!” The wind drinks with impatience, shocking Master Zhang Tian to a spirit.

“It turns out... it's Wind Soul Warrior, what time is it? Isn't it time for dinner?” Master Zhang quickly wiped away his snotty tears and muted his voice.

The wind faints and the emotions don't even know how long they've been crying. “Master Zhang, take me and Soft home. Running is too tiring. ”

“Oh!" Zhang Tianshi answered in a dazed manner, subconsciously waving a token to send them away. When I woke up, I found myself looking at him strangely.

“This… the heavenly dragon messenger and the princess on the day of the great loss of the Emperor… can't believe it…” The Right Chancellor stood up in a desperate state, full of anger.

“Forget it, let them go.” Queen Mizuki bluntly said, as if nothing had provoked her inner wave.

Her tears had dried up a long time ago. Though she was sad, her brain was sober and she understood the strain on her shoulders.

I'm a weak woman... can I really?

No... you can't think like that, you can't live up to your father's expectations... My life, it's my father's life in exchange, how can I let him down?

Queen Mizuki's eyes became stronger.

“Okay, soft, don't cry... don't cry, sweetheart... the crying will turn ugly...” Looks like you're still crying little soft, the cold head is bigger.

The least fearful thing in life is being raped by a woman, and the most fearful thing is crying by a woman.

“Little Soft... Without Godfather, you still have to kiss Young Master... no more crying...”

“Woo...” The soft tears seemed endless and wet the clothes on the wind's chest.

“ …… ”

“Don't cry!” The wind finally screamed impatiently, frightening a spirit with soft water in his arms, and the crying stopped.

Without saying a word, he pressed his soft body against his knees, lifted his white mourning clothes and slapped her on the palm of her delicate little ass.

“Bang!”

“Tell you not to listen, tell you to cry...”

“Oops... it hurts so much, Master, stop fighting.” The water is soft and I feel so sorry for myself.

“Then why are you crying?” The wind slapped again.

“Stop crying... really stop crying.” The water was soft and painful, and I never dared cry again.

“That's good... Did I hurt you? Young master rub it for you.” Having said that, the brazen start of the wind kneaded on her petite buttocks, softening the reddish water on her face was more reddish on her face.

“Remember not to cry again. ”

“But only the two loved ones, the father and the princess, are soft," she said with some grief.

“Doesn't Young Master count?” Running hands slightly hard.

“Young Master...”

“Sweetie, have you forgotten what I said before? From the day you walked in, you belonged to me, and no one could take you away. So in the future, even if you want to cry, you can only cry for me, okay?” The wind was in her ear, he said.

“Crying for the young master alone? ”

Suddenly I felt like I liked his words.

The water softened and wiped away the tears immediately, whispering, "Hmm! After softening, he only cried for the young master. ”

“That's good... let's go in and change.” The wind hey hey smile, lift the water softly to her waist and walk towards her room.

Half an hour later, the water was soft and the princess pretended to come out, and her general powerlessness almost made her fall several times. When she was dressed, she couldn't stop getting her hands up and down, causing her to change her fitted underwear once.

“Such tenderness is beautiful… well, a hundred times stronger than the so-called Jade Woman stars. ”

“What is a Jade Woman star?” The soft eyes are full of confusion.

“… a very expressive and * * strong female organism, which is roughly what it looks like.” The wind was not blushing, he said, and took a green seed out of his backpack.

“Your sister will come up later. If you're all right, have fun and see what you can grow.” The wind puts the seeds of vanilla on the soft hands of the water.

Young master, Sister Cherokee loves planting all kinds of flowers and plants. ”The water replied softly, finally showing a slight smile on his face.

“By the way, when Father Wang died yesterday, he said to the princess... he said..." Soft suddenly a little twisted out, I don't know if I should say it.

“Say what? Is it about me?” The wind runs wild.

“Yes… Father said that the princess will not marry, if he wants to marry, it can only be you… Young master, the emperor said that he is not relieved to marry others. ”

Push!

The wind swept over his wrecked head and looked at the sun in the sky in confusion.

“What the hell is going on with this old emperor? I have only met him a few times and I have known him for not more than a month. Why is he always so special to me? Everything good is stuffed in my hands for various reasons. Even two daughters want to give it to me...”

“Do I really have the legendary audacity of a tiger's body to turn him around? ”

While the wind appeared to be loose, it was extremely thoughtful, and he had already felt the emperor's special interest in him when Emperor Tianlong entrusted him with the task of collecting icegrass. Because while this task is extremely difficult, it is never a reward territory.

What exactly is the reason? There is no way out of this.

“What did Princess Mizuki say?” The wind asked with some anticipation.

“The princess said she would never marry...” Watersoft looked at him somewhat worried, afraid he would show his angry face.

“That's true... Damn, I really don't believe it, it's the Queen, I don't deserve her... Well, conquering the Queen seems like a good option.” The wind hey hey smile, the eyes suddenly become dangerous.

The arrogance of the wind is innate and deep into the bone marrow. Xiao Tian and Chen Bing both understood that he was a Lord who broke his neck and did not bow his head, and broke his bones and did not kneel. The pride he engraved in his bones allowed him to despise anyone, while not allowing anyone to despise him.

“Be a good boy and watch your home.” The wind touched the soft face of the water and said.

“Well, Master, come back early.” The water seemed soft in his eyes, but he knew that the Young Master was a “big deal” and could not and could not keep him at home with her. All she had to do was pack up the house every day and count her fingers until he came home.

After the wind escaped, he arrived at the weapons store at the fastest speed and spent 2 gold coins buying 20 Grade 10 assassin knives in the weird eyes of an old blacksmith. And then the infinite space door came back to a scene that he had so deeply imprinted in his mind —— the Forest of Terror.

Shennong Ding, you're mine!