The Great Master of Picking Up Girls

The clear creek poured down from the high mountain, poured into the sparkling pool in the valley, and then spread out from the pool, rushing to the foot of the mountain.

Wang Moxue quickly scrubbed the black liquid off her body, and at the same time looked at the beauty fan who had just been enlarged to the limit by Zhang Dong with shocking eyes. The reason why Zhang Dong was able to rescue her was because of this magical fan, which killed ten people with one blow. A ninth-level demon master who is famous as the patriarch of picking up girls, it turns out that this is a treasure of heaven and earth!

Soon, she saw nearly a hundred pictures of peerless beauties on the beauty fan. They were so beautiful and lifelike that she was amazed, so she asked coquettishly, "Brother, is your fan really the most precious thing in the world? Wei Lizhen and the pictures of beauties related?"

Zhang Dong solemnly introduced the origin of the beauty fan, as well as the current increase in combat power, and then looked expectantly at the beautiful woman standing in the pool who hadn't taken off her clothes.

Wang Moxue was really shocked when he heard it, and sighed: "Senior Hua Wushuang is really a god, brother, you are also a god, you have found the way of beauty, and you are so powerful."

Then she turned her back shyly, took off her skirt gracefully, took off her yellow underwear, and her little black underwear, and began to bathe shyly, letting Zhang Dong watch.

Zhang Dong rescued her with the power of the beauty fan, so she naturally wanted to reciprocate and strengthen the power of the beauty fan.

Soon, she washed the black liquid off her body, and even washed her hair several times.

And the effect of killing the devil insects and eggs in her body also came out. She felt ecstatic, her spirit was exceptionally good, her skin became fairer and more tender, and even her long hair became more black, shiny and wet. The ground floated on her soft and flat back like satin, the small waist that could be held and the high and round buttocks, it was so beautiful that it could not be described in words.

Of course, her gratitude to Zhang Dong has risen to another level. This senior brother not only rescued her from the fire pit, but also taught her how to purify her delicate body. With a deeper understanding, after hundreds of millions of years of practice, maybe you can really become a master of picking up girls.

However, what made her feel a little puzzled was that Zhang Dong raised his pen in the air, but he didn't put it down for a long time, as if he had lost his way, and seemed to be studying her characteristics.

He couldn't help asking: "Brother, can you draw?"

Zhang Dong woke up with a start, breathed slightly and said: "I haven't seen it clearly yet, I can't draw the characteristics."

More red clouds appeared on Wang Moxue's pretty face, and her heart beat inexplicably faster, but she didn't feel any shyness. With a thought, she used countless lotus rules to form a white lotus flower, and slowly lifted her out. She got out of the water, and she turned her delicate body around slowly, looking at Zhang Dong with clear eyes.

In an instant, an exquisite, embossed and glamorous snow-white ketone body was completely exposed in front of Zhang Dong. Every part was extremely beautiful, and even a finger could make a man lost.

And there was a faint holy light radiating from her body, and a holy light radiated from her pretty face, making her look like a goddess, so pure and noble.

Zhang Dong was really moved. The saint believed him so much, let him watch her ketone body, and was not afraid of his evil intentions?

But he doesn't know that in Wang Moxue's mind, Zhang Dong is no less than a saint. After all, a young man who can cultivate Xianglian is definitely not a bad person, he will never make a bad heart, he will definitely be stable, and he will not get lost. Zhang Dong was able to draw a perfect picture of a beauty, which enhanced the power of the beauty fan. Then Zhang Dong could use it to kill more demon monks in the future. Many cultivation geniuses who will be eaten by demon monks and many intelligent creatures.

Zhang Dong obsessively examined the beautiful woman, but he couldn't put down his pen because he found that he couldn't grasp all her characteristics. Such a Buddhist saint was too pure and holy.

Wang Moxue misunderstood again, thinking that Zhang Dong couldn't see clearly, so she turned slowly, showing him every part of her delicate body clearly.

Although Zhang Dong's eyes were burning and his heart was beating wildly, he put down his pen in dejection and said, "Junior Sister, you are so beautiful and holy, I don't think I can draw your charm, please put on your clothes." .”

A look of surprise appeared on Wang Moxue's face, and she said coquettishly, "Then how can I draw the charm?"

Embarrassment appeared on Zhang Dong's face, and he said embarrassedly: "Maybe you have to touch your delicate body and feel the color and fragrance carefully to do it."

Wang Moxue smiled holy and said, "How can you give up halfway? You have cultivated a holy Xianglian, I believe in your character..."

She urged the lotus platform to come in front of Zhang Dong, stretched out her beautiful plain hands, and pulled Zhang Dong onto the lotus platform, but her pretty face still became as red as the sunset glow in the sky.

As soon as he got on the lotus platform, Zhang Dong smelled a fragrance like a sweet orchid, which was the body fragrance of a virgin, making him intoxicated, fascinated, breathing deeply, his eyes shone with burning light, projecting on this near Trembling and trembling, she didn't reach out to touch her for a long time, as if to touch her would be to desecrate her.

After all, she wasn't seducing him, nor was she falling in love with him, but simply wanted to increase the power of the beauty fan and save more lives.

Seeing that Zhang Dong hadn't moved for a long time, but the tent was extremely tall, Wang Moxue also felt a strange feeling rising from her heart, but she quickly used the Tathagata Lotus Sutra to purify it, making her soul clear. , took the initiative to take Zhang Dong's two hands, and put them on the pair of towering and plump snow-capped mountains on her chest.

In an instant, a soft and beautiful feeling came over, Zhang Dong couldn't hold it anymore, he stroked it lightly, kneaded it enjoyably, pinched the little pink grape with two fingers, and rubbed it carefully .

"what……"

Wang Moxue uttered an unbearable moan, her delicate body couldn't stand still, and she fell limply into Zhang Dong's arms.

Zhang Dong naturally put his arms around her small waist, taking care of her like a treasure in his arms, while a pair of fiery big hands were swimming on her soft and flat snowy back, and finally pressed down on her The round and straight buttocks were stroked and kneaded carefully.

"Brother... Are you ready? Are you ready?"

Wang Moxue felt as if she was about to fall, so she asked shyly.

"It's almost there, I want to kiss you..." Zhang Dong said seriously.

"You still want to kiss me? Is this what you mean by the color and smell?" Wang Moxue said shyly.

"Yes, Junior Sister, you are so smart." Zhang Dong finished admiringly, and then said coaxingly, "Hey, put your arms around Senior Brother's neck..."

Obediently, Wang Moxue hugged Zhang Dong's neck with her lotus root arms, stood on tiptoes, raised her beautiful plain face, and pouted her bright red cherry mouth.

Her beautiful posture waiting for Zhang Dong's passionate kiss can really turn a saint into a beast.