Legend of the Asura

Chapter 169: The Undefeated Myth of the Blood King (top)

General Hall of the Tian Sha Gang.

“Did you find out about Shura?” Tiansha Fengyun looked at the shadow of Tiansha in front of him and pinched a grape into his mouth, seemingly asking carelessly.

The shadow of Heaven trembled for a moment, and his voice shook: “Return to the Young Lord... Shura is gone, no one can detect his whereabouts unless he shows up himself... My people suspect that he must be hiding the map or far away from the Emperor City of Tianlong...”

“Oh, that means more than 30,000 people scattered all over the continent searching day and night and never finding his shadow?” The green grapes in the hands of the Tiansha wind cloud are pinched and diluted, and the green juice flows out of the finger seams.

“Forget it, it's not your fault, after all, it's not in the real world. ”

The shaky shadow of Heaven can't believe his ears. The fierce young lord can't believe he just let him go?

Tian Sha Fengyun hasn't meant to kill him yet, at least not yet, because cultivating a loyal, business-skilled dog is not an easy thing, at least it's a waste of time.

“Don't stop looking... and get ready for the wedding these days. ”

“Yes! Young lord... Young lord... With all due respect, the young lady of the Tamchi family does not seem to be sincerely married to the young master, I am afraid that by then..."

“Do you think you can see that I can't see? Oh, she's just a woman after all, a woman who's going to be my toy.” There is a glow of shadow and evil in the eyes of the wind.

There is no punishment for harassment between husband and wife in the game, and it seems like a good option to take a hard bow.

“Weddings… Tianlong Church… oh.” The wind grabbed his chin and smiled coldly on his face.

After three hours of flying, I finally looked forward to a village. The wind took a long breath and slowly fell into this small village.

Not much, just relative to the Emperor City of Tianlong. Although it is only a village, it is much larger than Yuzhou and many times larger than the villages it is today.

As he expected, no other players had come here for the time being, and there were all kinds of NPCs everywhere. These NPCs had more or less ordinary tasks on them, but unfortunately they were not interested in ordinary tasks at all.

The village is small, but apart from the lack of appraisal shops, there are shops, pharmacies, warehouses, weapons stores, hotels, tea houses, riding shops, and there are no fewer items sold than the Emperor City of Tianlong.

Running around, the wind finally found the prop store, and bought a dozen village rolls and intermediate herbs.

Intermediate Reply Herb: Use Requirements: Grade 40, Instant Reply 1300 HP, Cooling Time 5 sec.

“Ding, your wife is in love with Yao Feng Dream!" ”

The wind rushed to a quiet corner at the fastest possible speed, pinching the caller and saying: "Good girl, you're here! Come here and give your brother a kiss. ”

Feng Yao smiled happily and said softly: "Brother, it's strange, I just got a lot of messages when I went online... There are actually four beautiful women who want to join the festival at the same time. ”

“Four?” The wind stunned, secretly behaved well. If you count these four, six of the ten most beautiful women in all of Huaxia are in the Love Palace - it is estimated that the Love Palace will be a sacred place in the hearts of all men.

“It was you who told me about the Nangong family's three sisters, as well as the... Ao Yue Yi people. ”

Ao Yue Yi?

The wind frowned, and it was interesting that this wooden woman wanted to withdraw from the realm of the gods and join the Love Palace.

Trying to get my bottom line? I made it easy for you to come... I can't go!

“Let's get them all in... well, maybe one more elf in a while.” Thinking of the baby, the wind can't help but warm up, and the slightly bleak mood slowly soothes.

“The elf?” Feng Yao is confused.

The wind smiled and asked where Fengyao was, and a “infinite space door” moved straight back.

“Brother!” Seeing the wind around him, Feng Yao grabbed him desperately. Although only one day had passed, her thoughts were like a flood of dykes.

It's not like that. Without Yao 'er's life, he counts the dates every day waiting for her to come home.

“Come on, Yao, you're just like a kid.” The wind laughed and hipped, fingers slamming small circles around her full buttocks.

“But... I can only go home once a week, and I'm so sad that I can't touch my brother's real body for a long time. ”

“Hee-hee, are you two brothers and sisters through?” Yang Xieruo pulled soft and walked over. When he looked at the wind, his smiling face flashed bright red.

With Yang Xieruo's face hidden from his income, Feng Yao gently beat his brother, ran over and grabbed her hand and said softly in her ear: "Sister Xieruo, did your brother eat you last night? ”

“Eat me?” Yang Xi was confused and his face turned red when he reacted. "No way... Sister Yao is talking nonsense. ”

“Really? Brother would be so honest? Who gave you a bath yesterday? ”

Yang Xi's face became redder: “Yes... it's Brother Feng...”

Phew...

Seeing the tenderness that I couldn't help laughing out, Sunset quickly found the best way to hide the shame, falsely chasing with her, for a time in the courtyard two little butterflies chased flying dance, constantly sending out the sound of Yingyan's delight.

The wind looked at them for a while before running one hand at a time and pulling them back.

“Three fairies, let me show you what a fairy is today.” Every time I think of that cute baby, I can't help but smile on his face, and he carefully takes out the camera and opens a picture of himself secretly.

“Wow...”

“My God...”

“So cute...”

On a clear picture, a beautiful and lovely girl who is incredibly cute is biting her fingers as soft as snow, sweet and light asleep, lovely little face as white as ice balls, beautiful long black hair is blown in the air by the wind, clear skin under the brush of dark hair is more like water as balls. Girls' plump, lush lips and tiny noses wrinkle with their little cherry mouths are even more lovely.

“Brother Wind... she is so... like walking out of a comic book, my God, so cute...”

“Hee-hee, brother, where did you take the little angel? See how safe she sleeps in your arms. ”

Soft water is a foolish look at the baby in the photo, big eyes like it, I can't wait to hold the doll in the photo in my arms and love it.

“Brother Feng, if you can bring her to play, I really like her.” Yang Xiaoru's face has no less favorite color than tenderness, so the wind can't help but admire the charm of this little baby, real men and women kill each other.

“Don't worry Sister Xi Ruo, my brother will definitely bring her back... hmm... maybe she can be our good sister?” Fengyao blinked into the wind for a moment, with an intoxicating smile on his beautiful face.

The wind coughed twice, put away the baby's picture, and looked at his baby Yao 'er and said, "Yao 'er, how are you going to receive them? Where will they be placed after receiving them… or what will they do? ”

“I don't know!” Fengyao's eyebrows bent and his eyes glanced obsessively at his brother: “As long as they belonged to the 'love pavilion’, that little love pavilion outside was the meeting place, and at any other time, they were free. ”

“I believe, however, that as long as they join, they will not leave. ”

With a slight glimpse of the wind, he suddenly understood the purpose of forming this gang.

“Yao 'er, why are you so stupid, so hard on yourself.” The wind grabbed her gently. He has done it countless times since he was a kid, but every time he hugs him, his inner palpitations will be stronger and his inner feelings will be stronger.

“Brother… I am not at all grieved, as long as my brother can be well, I will always be the happiest in the world.” Fengyao was enthralled by the warmth of his embrace, and in her world, every corner was his figure, and he was her heaven, her land, her life, her everything.

Those who can be with him like themselves must be the best women in the world, regardless of their appearance... their origins...

“Yao 'er, would you like to hear a story?” The wind lifted her hand.

“Well, as long as it's my brother. ”

Knowing the only answer, the wind began to tell her the story of the heart of the ocean slowly and more softly.

If the joke is soft and gentle, he is slowly attracted by the windy narrative, sitting beside him listening to the wonderful myth of love.

……

In the evening, the wind came off the line early in the morning and began his cook life again.

Feng Yao looked at the three identical young girls in front of him with amazing beauty, red lips dripping, extraordinary vulgarity with a touch of allure, like three fairies who did not devour fireworks.

Each of the three adolescent girls has a beauty no less than a beautiful, perfect and ultimate body, and the naïve smell of beauty adds to people's desire to conquer. At first sight, Fengyao had identified them as his brother's private spouse.

“Sister Feng, where's Siu Luo? He ignored us...”

“That's right... we even screamed our good brother, but he left us and ran away, so angry...”

“Sister Feng can definitely find Shu Luo's bad guy...”

The charming smile on Feng Yao's face is even stronger. Turns out my brother has already killed the three little fairies I met with Jew.

The distant sky slowly began to dim, retrieving light a little bit. Gradually, darkness replaced light, and the night came unexpectedly.

The moon gradually rose to the sky, and the room was blessed with it and lit with light. The wind opened her sleepy eyes and slowly pulled her hand out of her hot, wet thighs, then carefully unwrapped her hands and gently took out her nightgown to the balcony.

A moment later, a shadow of darkness flew out of the balcony.