Need for Immortal Mansion

"Damn, I'm exhausted to death." Ping Pong [-] tortured Mr. Fan Jian. Before Fan Jian could cry out for pain, Mr. Yuan Qiu cried out that he was tired.

I saw that Uncle Yuan Qiu wanted to bend down to rest, but found that there was too much meat on his chest and belly, and he couldn't continue playing at all.But even so, it did not prevent Uncle Yuan Qiu from resting, holding on to the door frame of the Qianjin Building, panting heavily.

Just by looking at it, Uncle Yuan Qiu really did his best for his good people and good deeds, and he was very tired.

"It's too hard to be a good person, but with so many eyes looking at me and witnessing for my uncle, I can't give up halfway." Uncle Yuan Qiu seemed to have recovered a little and started to do good deeds again.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang", a series of explosions sounded again and again, Mr. Fan Jian grinned from being abused, but this guy was still very awesome, so he didn't give it up.If he yelled out loud, that person would lose his life.

Just punching and kicking, how could Uncle Yuan Qiu's revenge be so simple?How can you calm down?How can I be worthy of my still colorful belly?

I don't know whether Uncle Yuan Qiu did it unintentionally or intentionally. When he tortured Mr. Fan Jian, his clothes were almost torn by him. His snow-white robe had turned into strips of cloth, and his white flesh was exposed to the air middle.

It is undeniable that Mr. Fan Jian is very good at taking care of him. As for his delicate skin, ordinary women would be jealous when they see him.

Under Uncle Yuan Qiu's brutal beating, Fan Jianpi, whose cultivation was sealed, had no strength to fight back.Seeing that his clothes were about to be ruined, with large patches of flesh exposed, Fan Jian wished he could faint.

But... Although Uncle Yuan Qiu strikes ruthlessly, he is very measured. Every punch will hurt you to the extreme, but it will not cause substantial damage.

"Fan Jian, I didn't expect your skin to be as fair as ever. You're so fucking womanly." Uncle Yuan Qiu scratched and punched Fan Jian again, turning him into a cloth. The same clothes, while Uncle Yuan Qiu retracted his punches, the clothes on the upper body disappeared in an 'unintentional' area.

"Fatty Yuan, you're going too far." Fan Jian, who hadn't said a word, felt a chill all over his body, and when he saw that his shirt was gone, he couldn't help it.

"Excessive? Damn, it's you who knelt, begged, cried, and yelled to let me abuse you. I'm doing good deeds, so of course I have to do my best?" Uncle Yuan Qiu blew his nose and stared, with a very reasonable look. Said: "Besides, if you take off your clothes, it's easy to start."

As he said that, Uncle Yuan Qiu gave Fan Jian another burst of fierceness.Although Uncle Yuan Qiu struck fiercely before, he was also measured and very precise.Fan Jian was beaten, but it just hurt, and there was no slight change in his body, neither blue nor purple.

But this time, Uncle Yuan Qiu was not so kind.Every punch left a huge fist mark on Fan Jian's body, which swelled up quickly, and then turned blue and purple... After a while, Fan Jian's body was blue except for his face. The places that are not purple...Of course, Uncle Yuan Qiu is still very measured in his strikes. Fan Jian's bones did not receive any damage.How precise and measured it is to be able to do this.

During this burst of tyranny, Fan Jian became even more miserable. Apart from his jacket, even his trousers were "unintentionally" abused by Uncle Yuan Qiu.

Uh?

There was only a piece of cloth left, covering a certain key part of Fan Jian.

That's it.

"Fan Jian, I'm a good person. I'm doing well, right? Are you satisfied?" Uncle Yuan Qiu stared at the piece of cloth on Fan Jian's crotch, resisting the urge to tear it off.

"Satisfaction...satisfaction...satisfaction is dead, I still want to thank you, Mr. Yuan Qiu..." Fan Jian gritted his teeth, his face was ferocious, damn it, this time he went straight to grandma's house.Fan Jian is afraid now, afraid that Uncle Yuan Qiu will torture him with the last piece of cloth.

Inadvertently abused.

"***, you begged me to abuse you, I abused you, I abused you so hard, I even took your clothes away. Damn, I'm so dedicated. Fortunately, I finally decided not to So dedicated, he woke up at the last moment, and left you a piece of cloth. It’s a pity, this way, it’s not so perfect..." Uncle Yuan Qiu shook his head and sighed, it seems that he is still a perfectionist.

"Perfect, perfect, very perfect. Fatty Yuan, you have done a good job, you are perfect." Fan Jian almost cried, how perfect do you want to be, if you are perfect, this son will be completely perfect. The ones are perfect, and nothing is left, all of which are seen by others, you are perfect.

I hate perfection.

"Really? But... But I think it's not enough, there are still some flaws. Well, how about..." Uncle Yuan Qiu glanced at Fan Jian and said, "Please, please don't be so perfect. Just reluctantly accept it, don’t be so perfect, how about it?”

Uncle Yuan Qiu said very seriously and sincerely, but Fan Jian wished that he would pass out now, damn it, who is it, it's too shameless, who the hell wants to be perfect.I?Fuck?you?Uncle's..."Fatty Yuan...you...have...kinds..." Fan Jian gritted his teeth, slammed each word forcefully, and then cursed: "Fatty Yuan, don't you fucking want to be perfect? Damn, you just come to be perfect, I am afraid that you will not succeed? I am still afraid that you will not succeed? Damn, man, man is afraid of being stupid, come on, come to be perfect, me? Fuck? You? Uncle’s , Fatty Yuan..."

Fan Jian would never beg Yuan Qiu, if he really asked, he would be completely defeated.And Fan Jian firmly believed that Yuan Qiu would never tear off his last piece of cloth.

If this is really done, then it will not be a battle between two people, but a battle between two families.However, Fan Jian was still a little worried. After all, in his eyes, although Yuan Qiu was not simple, everything he did was done on the spur of the moment. Who knew if this guy would do it?

"I... said... You are fucking reasonable, right? I'm doing good deeds, and you begged me to abuse you? Damn, now I'm blaming me. Besides, you're just that thing, Do you think everyone else wants to see it? Qingrou girl is here, I think you have long wanted to take off your clothes for Qingrou girl to see. Don’t deny it, who the hell doesn’t know who you are, Fan Jian. I just want to I won't let you succeed." How can Yuan Qiu not know the seriousness of it, but he won't admit defeat, "I don't want to get rid of your last piece of cloth, just because I don't want your thing to dirty the eyes of Qing Rou, This pretender."

"..."

Ye Qingrou on the side had a black heart, why did the fire burn to her body all of a sudden.Although depressed, her jade face flushed red.Moreover, Ye Qingrou was already ready to turn around.

Turn around for Mao?

Was it because he was afraid that Uncle Yuan Qiu would really tear off Fan Jian's last piece of cloth and see things he shouldn't have seen.

"Damn it, I've done good things, and I'm really tired." Uncle Yuan Qiu looked at Fan Jian and said, "I never ask for anything in return for doing good deeds, but this time I'm really tired, and you The goods are really annoying to me, so I want to use your body to do it."

As he said that, he didn't give Fan Jian a chance to react at all, Yuan Qiu's huge butt was already sitting on Fan Jian's chest without mercy.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

There were several crisp sounds, and as Uncle Yuan Qiu sat down, Fan Jian's face turned red, the corners of his mouth twitched, his eyes rolled continuously, his breathing was nothing more than that, and the pain was even more severe.

Yuan Qiu's buttocks had crushed countless ribs, causing Fan Jian to tremble and cramp in pain.However, this product is also very powerful, so he didn't make a sound.Uh, the sound that came out was just the sound of gasping for air, cold sweat pouring out, and the sound of hitting the ground.

After being beaten up by Uncle Yuan Qiu for so long, Fan Jian didn't have a single bone broken, but how many bones were broken by Uncle Yuan Qiu's ass.

It can be seen how powerful Uncle Yuan Qiu's ass is.

Everyone who heard the voice widened their eyes, and thought together, mother, is this okay?What kind of ass is this? It's too magical, too awesome.

At the same time, they all came to a conclusion that they would rather be abused by Uncle Yuan Qiu, and would rather be fisted by Uncle Yuan Qiu, and they would definitely not be able to touch Uncle Yuan Qiu's ass.

Being punched by Uncle Yuan Qiu, at most, the whole body will be bruised, but facing Uncle Yuan Qiu's ass, the bones will be broken.

"Damn it, with your skinny monkey body, I really don't feel it when you do it, it's so fucking uncomfortable." The purpose of kicking the butt has been achieved, and Uncle Yuan Qiu stood up triumphantly, which is very comforting.Originally, he wanted to continue to do it, so he wanted to humiliate Fan Jian vigorously, but, no, his elder brother, Mr. Chen, was still waiting.

Chen Yun helped him, and it was time for Yuan Qiu to help Chen Yun.

"Whoosh..."

Sitting on Uncle Yuan Qiu's ass, Fan Jian's eyes were almost taken out. Now that Uncle Yuan Qiu got up and his breathing was smooth, Fan Jian gulped and panted desperately.

Uncle Yuan Qiu didn't bother to pay attention to Fan Jian, and came to Chen Yun respectfully. At this moment, there was no trace of fatigue on his face, "Brother, shall we go?"

"Yeah." Chen Yun nodded, but there was a serious matter waiting for him.

Yuan Qiu and Chen Yun got into the sedan chair again. With Yuan Qiu's special permission, the four bearers pushed their cultivation to the limit and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

Yuan Qiu didn't dare to be negligent when working for Chen Yun. Of course, he couldn't just walk away and leave in a hurry.

Watching Yuan Qiu and Chen Yun leave, Fan Jian took a deep breath, endured the severe pain, got up from the ground, took out a long robe and put it on his body.

Today's people can lose a lot of money.

However, at this moment, there was no trace of anger on Fan Jian's face, and he returned to normal. His eyes were shining brightly, and he was staring at the direction where the sedan chair disappeared.

"Come here!" A moment later, Fan Jian shouted coldly, "Go back to the Palace of the Underworld."

In Fan Jian's view, Yuan Qiu and Chen Yun will definitely go to the Underworld Palace. After all, if someone breaks through to the Underworld King Stage, they must report to the Underworld Palace in the shortest possible time.

Therefore, Fan Jian had to wait for Yuan Qiu in the Nether Palace, wait until Chen Yun registered, and then deal with Yuan Qiu severely.

(To be continued)