Youth's Cultivation

"No, no!" Hu Yong shouted in his throat, but he didn't have many good bones and couldn't shake his head.

Wang Xiaohu took out three pills emitting dark and yellow gas and put them in front of Hu Yong. "Each pill is thousands of times more precious than your third-order puppet. They will ensure that you won't die within three months!"

Wang Xiaohu stuffed three mysterious yellow pills into Hu Yong's mouth and used his spiritual power to help him open it. Almost for a moment, Hu Yong felt that the meridians and bones cut by Wang Xiaohu in his body had signs of recovery. At this time, he believed that Wang Xiaohu was right. A pill was hundreds of times more precious than the third-order puppet, but he was not surprised at all, but more frightened!

Maybe it was the effect of the pill. Hu Yong spoke more smoothly, "don't kill me. You can do whatever you want. I'll give you a spirit stone, a puppet, a woman, a obedient puppet woman!"

Hu Yong's words made Wang Xiaohu's killing intention diffuse,

"Bang!"

Hu Yong was kicked into the burning array by Wang Xiaohu. Although he was burned to pieces, xuanhuangdan kept his injury from spreading!

"Ah! Ah! Don't, uh, let me go! "

"Why!"

"Why!"

"Who are you!"

"Who the hell are you!"

。。。

Wang Xiaohu didn't look at Hu Yong again. He took a deep breath and walked into the secret room on the left!

There is nothing but a huge jade bed in the secret room. At the moment, five white bodies are lying there, each with crisp breasts and full breasts, or with open legs, or kneeling there with raised hips!

But this vivid picture makes Wang Xiaohu feel only deep nausea and panic, because these women don't move! Although there are expressions on their faces, their eyes are dull and lifeless!

How to deal with this! Wang Xiaohu doesn't know whether they should be called women or puppets! Kill? Don't kill? How to deal with it!

"Sometimes, living is more painful than death!" A crisp female voice sounded, but the voice was full of dead ash!

Wang Xiaohu's surprised eyes fell on the woman lying on her back. This was a very delicate woman, but the expression on her face and lifeless eyes made her look very strange!

"Although it doesn't matter, I still want to keep my last dignity and help me cover my clothes. Thank you!" The woman's voice was full of silence!

Although Wang Xiaohu was surprised, he picked up the scattered clothes around at the first time and covered all the women. Wang Xiaohu preferred to call them women rather than puppets!

Hu Yong's scream lasted for a long time, but it didn't affect the woman's story!

"My name is Xu Yao. My father Xu Ming is a fourth-order puppet teacher. Although he is not Yuan Ying's cultivation, his status in Baiqiao gate is no worse than that of Yuan Ying! My father has two disciples. Hu Yong is a senior brother and Cheng Qian is a junior brother. Hu Yong is higher than Cheng Qian in both cultivation qualification and Puppet Master talent. However, Hu Yong is narrow-minded. I prefer Cheng Qian's junior brother with a cheerful and simple personality. However, my father confirmed that Cheng Qian had little promise and asked me to marry Hu Yong, but I didn't want to, so he took him away from the sect. Three years later, We cooked cooked rice and returned to zongmen. Although my father was angry, he could only recognize it. In this way, over the past hundred years, my father could not break through Yuanying after all, and Shouyuan was exhausted. Before his death, he left the only level 4 puppet refined to Cheng Qian. Even if Cheng Qian's talent was not as good as Hu Yong, Cheng Qian was his son-in-law and I was his only daughter. However, Hu Yong did not show any dissatisfaction. He was as kind to me and Cheng Qian as ever, but I still didn't like Hu Yong. I always felt that there was something in his eyes that made me uncomfortable!