Chapter 2202: : Sister, sing a song

The fact that Huaye God was forgiven does not mean that Yue Zitong and others no longer need to go to Hidden Dragon Stream.
They are here tonight, mainly for their men.
Everyone lightly tapped their heads, quietly packed up the necessary things, followed Yue Zitong, lined up in a line, barefoot a pair of snow feet, and set foot on the sheep intestine path with thorns everywhere and grass waist.
After Bai Ling'er broke, Hua Ye Shen was in the center, and Yue Zitong jumped forward.
In this way, it can effectively prevent that in case of a certain danger, there will be a woman who can fight back.
In normal times, let these beautiful ladies wear black gauze robes in a vacuum, with a pair of snow feet naked, walking in the waist-length grass with thorns everywhere, that would be better than losing their heads.
The head can be broken, the blood can flow, and the white and tender body can't be lost, wrong, it can't be hurt.
Especially at almost every step, there will be thorns piercing into the soles of the feet, and the black gauze robe is scratched, leaving a trail of blood on the snowy skin of the matte and long legs. This is so terrible. Accepted.
But now, no one complained.
It is because that every step they take, without a sting, they will be regarded as a pious prayer for the black dragon to protect their husbands.
Under the moonlight and in the night breeze, the worms gleefully screamed. A group of people, staggering, walked for an hour, and finally came to the cliff.
High energy ahead-no.
Yes, it's just a faint unreal mist, on the cliff side, like an illusory spirit slowly dancing with the wind.
This is Qingshan, Hidden Dragon Stream.
Below is the cold water that has not seen the sun for thousands of years.
The demon dragon who can bless their husbands should hide in an invisible place at this time, with an obscene smile on their faces, to identify their sincerity.
When Yue Zitong walked to the cliff and leaned down to look down, Hua Yeshen reached out in time and grabbed her arm.
If the eldest sister gets dizzy and falls off the cliff, it will be miserable.
The bottom is very deep, very deep, and there is a faint mist around it, and nothing can be seen.
During the day when the sun is full, you can't see below, let alone at night?
"let's start."
Yue Zitong stepped back two steps and said softly.
Before the words were over, the women took off their backpacks.
Bai Ling'er had a good physical fitness and a high level of consciousness, and she was the first to carry the heaviest folding table.
With a few soft clicks, a small dining table commonly used in outdoor dinners was placed at the end of the cliff.
Longchengcheng walked over, holding a bronze incense burner in both hands.
This incense burner, Yue Zitong, who realized something after Yang Xiao came back from the northwest, ordered her to find someone to order it. It was antique, with a long dragon carved on it, with its teeth and claws, lifelike.
After placing the incense burner, Longchengcheng stepped back slowly, and Helan Xiaoxin, who ranked third, moved forward, holding a silver plate in his hand.
There are four small plates in the silver plate, which are placed with delicate dishes, namely beef tongue, deer tail, goat eye, and duck feet.
Min Rou is fragrant, and there is also a luminous glass of grape wine.
Inside Jiang Moran's backpack, there was a thick stack of burnt paper.
What Hua Ye Shen took out was a photo frame.
In the photo frame, there is a photo of Li Nanfang, hugging them from the left to the right, with a sly smile on his face.
Yue Zitong was not empty-handed. It was a hand-woven red carpet, three meters long and one meter wide, carefully spread in front of the temporary incense table.
After the women quietly arranged what they were carrying, Yue Zitong looked up and knelt on the carpet.
Without any instructions, Hua Ye Shen and the others knelt down one after another, with their fingers on the ground, their heads hanging down, listening to Yue Zitong's low prayers.
The content of the prayer is nothing more than to ask the great, wise, and wise who to help them, bless their husbands to go out this time, can solve the evil that entangles Duan Xiangning Xianghun, and come back safely.
Even more hope, who can see their sincere heart, show their magical powers, and let Li Nanfang not grow old.
The best is Hongfu Qitian, longevity and Tianqi-that is not allowed.
Unless, that who can bless them to never grow old.
Otherwise, a hundred years later, everyone is old and dead, and that guy is still young, isn't he going to cuckold every beautiful lady?
The fine incense gradually burned to half, the thick burnt paper, turned into ashes, followed by the night breeze hitting the cliff, like a black butterfly, fluttering in the air endlessly, those delicate dishes-did not move , But lost the original fragrance.
Yue Zitong has said what should be said.
The delicacies and wines that deserve to be contributed must have been enjoyed by anyone.
But why is it not moving?
Could it be that you still think that the beauties are not sincere?
Still, the lips that Yue Zitong said did not blister?
Just go like this?
No way.
Certainly not.
According to who's temper, they will never leave until nothing happens.
But it's impossible to wait like this.
Everyone knelt here for more than three hours, their legs were numb, and the blood ran out of circulation.
I really want to kneel until the sun comes out the next day ---- the ghost knows, will they walk on crutches in the future?
Yue Zitong had no choice but to say again: "You, you said, what do you want us to do?"
Chuckle!
The weird, wicked chuckle suddenly came from under the cliff, on the mountain opposite the cliff, or simply from the moon.
This time, the seven women heard clearly.
When they raised their heads subconsciously, they suddenly understood who smiled for Mao like this.
Because this kind of laughter was exactly the same as the one on the second night of the New Year's Day when Li Nanfang had just moved into the villa.
The first two times, it also laughed like this.
But Yue Zitong didn't hear it.
Now everyone can hear it.
On the second night of that year, in order to drink for Uncle Li, who embraced Yue Zitong and Yang Xiao on the left and right, the six aunts led by Helan Xiaoxin specially gave him a great dance----
Using the idiom of licentiousness to describe the private life of the scumbag Li's boudoir, it can be described as an image.
As for what you were forced to do to help him pass the boring days, it doesn't matter at this time.
The important thing is that now Heilong laughed out the laughter of Li Renju that night.
It proves that it also hopes to feast its eyes.
The dragon is in the shape of a snake, and the nature of the snake is obscene.
Whether it is Li Nanfang or Demon Dragon, it is normal for them to make such shameless demands 10,000 times.
Only when they satisfy its evil taste will they consider whether or not to agree to their request.
Quite a bit, "You ignore the uncle, just ignore it. If you need it, come to kneel and say something nice, does this uncle promise you? You have to show sincerity."
The six beautiful ladies, led by Helan Xiaoxin, dance that kind of dance to the scum Li, and they will not have too much shame.
Can you give it a jump?
Although, when it took Li Nanfang as its host, it had witnessed many more ridiculous things with its own eyes.
But it is not Li Nanfang after all!
How to do?
Yue Zitong, Hua Yeshen and others looked at each other.
No one speaks.
We are weighing the pros and cons of this matter.
The night wind suddenly became stronger again.
The bright moon in the sky has halo again.
A faint white mist filled the cliff with a certain unpleasant smell.
Just when Yue Zitong's mouth was pressed hard, Jiang Moran, who had never grabbed a word, broke the silence: "Jump."
jump.
Let alone dance that kind of dance for it, as long as it can keep their men safe, even if Jiang Moran jumps off the cliff, she will not hesitate.
"Go ahead."
Helan Xiaoxin spoke second and stood up slowly.
Except for Yue Zitong, the six women stood up one after another.
Undress with bare hands.
The torn black gauze robe slowly landed.
When Yue Zitong stared at them blankly, Hua Yeshen said softly: "Sister, sing a song."
Before she finished her words, she heard a man's voice, and a faint sound: "I'll sing. What song do you like to listen to?"
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