Otherworldly Evil Monarch

Chapter 24—10 Years of Doubt (1)

His gaze can be said to be getting colder and colder. On his body, there are already some tangible and invisible murderous murderousness that is gradually being recycled, and gradually restrained, then volatilized, and then restrained...

When it is volatilized, it is like a moving sea and sea, and it is still a moving sea that is made up of countless swords. It seems that it can break through the sky when it is raised; but when it is restrained, it is so silent. Like a quiet deep pool that has not been a ripple for thousands of years...

But whether it is volatile or introverted, the current Jun Moxie, and the one that was originally in Tianxiang City, is very different, far from the same.

And engraved, it is the day when Jun Da is less annoyed! Riding in a stunned ride, Jun Moxie only felt that his **** was not his own, and the inside of the two thighs was actually somewhat worn. Only the long guns still stand proudly and never give in.

Practice can't be practiced anymore...

Because the little girl is alone, he is riding a pony and is now with him. This girl was sitting on the carriage and was tired of sitting. He simply asked for a pony. He followed the young master of the Grand Master. He groaned from time to time, and he jumped from his own, and fell on the king. Mo Xie's horse's buttocks, from the back, hugged the male waist of Jun Moxie, a face of satisfaction. I don't care about everyone's eyes.

Over time, the soldiers will become accustomed to it.

After all, there is such a small beauty that can be eye-catching, or a lot more happy than the brothers in other teams, not to mention the scent of the scent from time to time... It is a kind of enjoyment.

For example, this time, Du Gu Xiaoyi eloquently talked with Jun Moxie, feeling that the oncoming north wind was very flustered, and the sudden and awkward “beep” jumped over again.

But this time it did not jump to the horse butt, but jumped directly into the arms of the young master. Well, the right thing to say is the position of the horse's neck. Then I sat down as far as I could, and by the way I reached out and hugged the neck of Jun Moxie...

It was really a sudden incident. Jun Moxie had to hurry and reach out to hug this little girl with a clear excess of vitality, lest it fall off. Because, some things can only be said to be unspeakable...

Jun Mo Xie snorted, his face changed color, his teeth cracked his mouth, it was pain, and it was very enjoyable.

The solitary little art "ah", the two hands just circled the neck of Jun Moxie, the buttocks just fell solidly, but suddenly the flowers were eclipsed and straightened up, blaming the road: "What! You can kill me, Mo Xie My brother..."

"Hey..."

"Hey..."

A group of veterans around me suddenly laughed one after another, and they naturally knew what was left alone. Everything is all over the place.

"What is it? Take it away!" Du Gu Xiaoyi grabs something and pulls it hard.

"Oh..." Jun Moxie was painful and comfortable. He took a sigh of relief. "Don't move, how can this move?"

"Why? If you forget it, you won't move if you don't move!" The solitary geisha squinted with big round eyes and tried to straighten up and hang the whole body on Jun Moxie.

"Oh..." Jun Moxie’s infinite desire to accumulate in recent days almost burned the Tianling cover, and almost fell to the ground, and the local law was finally resolutely controlling his last clearness. The little girl's petite body was lifted up and placed behind her.

It was discovered that the veterans beside them were squinting at each other and they were too happy.

Du Gu Xiaoyi hugged his waist from behind, and his small face was directly attached to his thick back. He sighed happily and sucked his nose. He said: "The taste on your body is really good. It’s so good... It’s like a little white...” When it comes to this, the little girl suddenly picks up the sad thing and cried: “Little white does not know where to go, it doesn’t want me.” ......"

Jun Moxie looks like a black line, like a little white? If your family is not white, I can help you so fast, can you advance so fast? It should be that the smell on it is a bit like my taste is right... the amount is not right... I rely on it, I am a living person, how is it compared with the small beast...

Only when I was here, I only felt a soft body sticking to my back. The red lips of the solitary singer were attached to his ears when they talked. The sweet smell in the mouth was clear and audible, and the soft hair was also From time to time, I drifted to the face of Jun Moxie...

This kind of situation, of course, is boundless, but it is also a different kind of suffering.