Chapter 885: Does this feel comfortable?

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For such a naive reason, only a fantasy young man like Luo Yishan who would simply believe in the "beauty of the sweetheart" will believe it?
Everyone speculates that the problem must be the Ming Jingzong!
"Brother, do you remember that disciple's appearance?" Xiao Qingfeng frowned, ready to start from above.
Lu Jiuqi shook his head and said, "I have read it carefully. All the disciples of Ming Jingzong today attended the contest, and no one was late."
"Is this serious?"
"really!"
"So, someone disguised?"
"Damn, this man is so cunning!"
Zuo Lengyang frowned, saying, "No one is allowed to leave the courtyard tonight." Since someone can attack Luo Yishan for victory, then he can attack others for victory.
Tomorrow is the last match, he has to wait in line.
Seeing the cold breath from Zuo Lengyang's body, the disciples nodded.
"Yes!"
"Yes!"
...
The main court of Mingjing Zongfeng, the master of Jingjing Zongfeng, who had already been mentally prepared, was crawling on the ground at this time, trembling, waiting for his fate to be pronounced.
Why didn't the man show up now?
Could it be said that he forgave his food?
Just when he did not know whether he was still alive to see the sun of tomorrow, a warm breath slowly covered his body, and the sticky thick wet feeling felt like a huge hand, strangled Took his breath.
Immediately afterwards, the demonic laughter spread a little out of his heart.
"So what? Does this feel comfortable? Feeling wrapped in your wife ..."
The main pupil of Ming Jing Zongfeng's eyes shrank, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the perfectly peeled arm skin hanging from his shoulder.
The hands-on person was very patient, even pulling one finger away.
is her……
It's her skin!
It turned out that this man really did it ...
His wife, his wife ... is actually crawling on his back in a weird way, that has already turned into a dark red blood donation, "tick ticking" hit the ground as if hitting his On the future and hope.
Dirty, dirty, desperate ...
"what--"
He had just prepared to scream and scream, and the next moment he could not resist the poultry and was picked up by the whole person.
The man crumpled his face with long and narrow evil spirits and said coldly: "Do you remember that this seat said yesterday that if you lose again, what will happen to you?"
Lord Jingjing Zongfeng closed his eyes tremblingly, covering up the rushing emotion.
Do not……
Do not……
He doesn't want to die yet, he doesn't want to die yet!
The man seemed to appreciate the ugliness of Master Ming Jing Zongfeng at this time, and he saw a smelly liquid flowing from his trousers. He smiled sharply and suddenly let go of his neck, causing him to fall heavily on the ground.
"Oh, but your message yesterday was also useful. Seeing that you helped the seat a lot, you will forgive your death penalty for this sin."
"What?" Master Jing Jing Zong Feng shuddered, staring at the man.
The man also smiled with compassion and gentleness: "Today, you have to work hard ... otherwise, this seat may abandon your piece at any time."
The master of Jingjing Zongfeng is not sure, so he nodded madly: "The minions, the minions must live up to the master's expectations."