Chapter 248: Old Man
Zou family, dungeon.
“Ahhhhh——”
Zou Chan screamed in pain during the electric shock, and even grabbed her own hair and pulled out a large piece.
Then her whole body transformed into a dragon, with green dragon scales covering her forehead, arms, and eyes. She also turned red. A good little girl seemed to have turned into something like a demon.
She fell to the ground, and at this moment, the iron door creaked open. A delicate woman walked in with a porcelain bowl in her hand. Because of her plump waist, it was difficult to bend down, otherwise she might burst through the close-fitting thin clothes.
Her well-proportioned and silky legs could only kneel down slightly, and the porcelain bowl was placed on the ground, making a crisp sound.
There was a smile on her charming face, but it was a little dark, as if there was a knife hidden in the smile. Sure enough, when she opened her mouth, although she spoke softly, it was definitely a smile hiding a sharp edge.
"Sister Chan'er...you, please don't torture yourself to death. Will you keep transforming into a dragon? Why don't you cooperate..." She stretched out her hand, touched the scales on Zou Chan's arm, and then His wrist is turned out.
In the meantime, there was a shocking scar on Zou Chan's wrist. Even dragon scales would not have grown out of this scar. It wraps around the entire wrist like a bracelet.
The charming woman took out a dagger from her thigh. It was extremely sharp. With a single stroke, she skillfully cut a bloody gash on Zou Chan's wrist, and blood immediately flowed out.
The porcelain bowl came in handy at this time, and the charming woman carefully caught Zou Chanlong's transformed blood without leaking a drop.
"Ah, ah, ah, sister Chan'er has eaten something good recently... even the blood tastes delicious." The charming woman received enough blood, came closer and sniffed with her sharp nose, then pinched the wound with her fingers, and then let go. , the scar on Zou Chan's wrist returned to its original state.
"Tsk, sister Chan'er, your dragon blood really makes my sister envious... This injury will heal so quickly."
As the woman spoke, she discovered that there was still residual blood on Zou Chan's wrist, so she stretched out her scarlet tongue and slowly licked the residual blood on her wrist clean.
"You can't waste it...Sister, I am diligent and thrifty...Girl, you may not know...my sister is going to marry into the Zheng family. Thanks to you, my sister has become a victim. She needs to be the needlework thread that sews the relationship between the two families." ”
The charming woman was still squatting there, her posture was extremely indecent, and everything that should not be exposed was exposed, clearly visible.
But it seems like she was born with a playful nature, and these seductive postures are readily available to her, as if they were natural.
"But, sister, tell you, I am very happy... The man I want to marry is a blind man, but I don't mind at all. I want to go to the Zheng family and leave this little loach-like Zou family. You, too, are really Silly, the Zheng family is such a wonderful place, why did you offend the Zheng family to death?"
The charming woman gently pinched Zou Chan's chin, trying to see her face clearly in the messy hair, but she couldn't hold it.
"Um?"
The charming woman's hand suddenly became stronger, pinching Zou Chan's face into a dent.
He forced her to hold her head up.
A pair of bright eyes, without any impurities at all, just like the spring water on Cunjin Peak, full of gurgling water and unyielding will.
The two women looked at each other.
The charming woman lowered her ferocious expression and returned to a light smile. She stroked Zou Chan's face and continued: "Oh, sister, what do you think is so good about your face? Brother Zheng just likes a face like this. ——Not as good as my face. Alas, I can actually guess, isn’t it pure? How can a coquettish bitch like me be worthy of Brother Zheng’s discernment?
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Facts have proved that Brother Zheng really lost his sight, and his pair of dog eyes will not blind him directly. "
Zou Chan just looked at her and said nothing.
Those eyes are still the same, unchanged.
The charming woman's evil fire suddenly shot up from the soles of her feet, slapped Zou Chan on the face, and then kicked her with the sharp toes of her shoes as hard as she could.
After a while, the iron door creaked, and it turned out that the woman had already twisted her round buttocks and left.
The iron door closed, and the sound of locking echoed.
Zou Chan's curled up body gradually stretched, and the dragon transformation on her body gradually faded away. The wound was bloody and did not heal immediately like the bloody wound on her wrist.
pain.
But alive.
——
The charming woman was holding a porcelain bowl and walking in the secret passage with her buttocks twisted. The guarding servant saw that her chest was tight and her abdomen was bloated. Finally, she walked slowly upwards.
Gradually there were windows, and light came in through the unlocked windows.
In the blink of an eye, the woman was already standing on the top floor of the hundred-foot tall tower.
A shirtless old man was performing the Zhougong ceremony with a young and handsome woman, and his sullen voice lingered around the beams and pillars.
The charming woman held the bowl and said nothing, just watching the show with a smile.
Moans continued to sound in the room. After a while, the moans suddenly became very painful, and the woman gradually screamed.
With a final whimper, the naked woman used her last strength to struggle and fall off the bed.
Then the face shrunk visibly to the naked eye, and finally, it seemed as if something had sucked it into a curled-up mummy.
The old man seemed to be unhappy and groaned.
The charming woman chuckled and said, "Ancestor, would you like me to bring you another one?"
The old man's face was disgusting, and his facial features, which were not straight to begin with, were wrinkled like plowed soil, with stripes in the fields.
He muttered angrily: "That's all, don't use this technique of gathering yin and replenishing yang too frequently, otherwise you will overdo it, which is not a good thing.
But if you, girl, are willing to accompany me, I can consider it. "
The charming woman did not panic, walked up to the old man, kicked the mummy away, and placed the porcelain bowl on the small table beside the bed.
"Hey, girl, I'm not a material for cauldrons. I can't say that I will become a pile of dried meat after the clouds and rain with my ancestors. Then my ancestors will never see me again..."
"Hey, I'm just scaring you."
"A good cauldron is rare in this world, but it's not impossible - don't worry, ancestor, you'll find it sooner or later."
The old man nodded with deep understanding, and then he just put on a piece of clothing, but he was still naked.
But his body suddenly trembled, and it turned out that a hand of a charming woman had quietly touched him.
The old man didn't say anything, he was enjoying it and then suddenly said: "Girl Chan, now that she has this ability, she can't stand it."
This sentence made the charming woman stop her little hands.
She said: "Maybe, ancestors have ideas?"
"I've been thinking - instead of drinking blood like this, why not do a double cultivation and draw out all the dragon essence and blood in Chan Yatou's body without any hesitation."
The old man had had this idea for several months, but he showed an embarrassed look: "Tsk, but I can't do it - just like I did to you."
The charming woman didn't say anything. She couldn't say that you can take action. You try it - what if the old man breaks the bottom line and this attempt ends up on his own head?
I'm as beautiful as a flower, but I can't become a dry corpse
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corpse.
Sudden.
The old man trembled all over.
The charming woman withdrew her hand, just like licking Zou Chan's blood before.
The old man looked at her thoughtfully, and then hummed: "I just said that you girl has a future, a future."
The charming woman smiles like a flower.
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The gate of Nanling Gate slowly opened amidst the roar of machinery. The heavy gate was only slightly inferior to the city wall.
General Zou Shicheng did not wear military uniforms and led a group of officials in red robes and blue robes, which was really good-looking.
"This ostentation is quite grand."
Although Kuriki has experienced many battles, it does not mean that he is also the same in the temple. It is the same time in his life that he received such a grand welcome.
However, Zhang Quanyou, Liu Dekua and others were relatively calm, secretly thinking that the Three Hundred Guards had finally regained the victory.
Of course, a group of high-ranking officials can be found in the capital by just throwing a stone. As locals, Zhang Quanyou and the others naturally have a lot of knowledge.
"What is this... When His Majesty is offering sacrifices to heaven, the scene is so big. Under the steps of the Temple of Heaven, the princes, princes and grandsons, full of civil and military officials, stand with their hands folded. Guards with swords are all over the city, hunting with flags..."
Liu Dekua had read the book, and at this time he thought it was time to stand up, so he started to describe it in a arrogant way.
Most of Limu's team were pawns born in the frontier, and there were not many soldiers. Naturally, they could not have seen such a grand scene as the emperor's sacrifice to heaven. Listening to Liu Dekua's description, he felt that it would be embarrassing for him to make a fuss about the scene in front of him, so they all said With a straight face, the solemn and solemn atmosphere of the army returned.
Feeling that the evil spirit of Kuriki's subordinates came out again, the fat and fat soldiers of the Three Hundred Guards thought that they could not show off their appearance, and they also took in their breaths and tightened their waists one by one, and raised their soldiers' postures, as if they were about to fight at any time. Similar.
This leads to.
Zou Shicheng and other officials looked over from a distance and found that the four hundred soldiers on the opposite side were all murderous, so they couldn't help but stop and watch.
What's going on? Why are our people so murderous?
The captain who was escorting the officials was also confused. Why did he come to welcome Pao Ze happily, and how could he start a fight as soon as he came out?
Could it be that Mr. Zou realized he was an enemy when he got closer?
However, with one look from him, all the commanders understood. The officers and soldiers on the Nanling side immediately stood up in preparation, and even the crossbowmen on the city wall quietly cocked their bows.
Zou Shicheng and You Chuiyun were the first to stop.
Because both of them were the boss, the crowd following them stopped at the same time.
They were far apart, but they looked at each other clearly.
You Chuiyun frowned and then relaxed, then licked his lips and made an expression.
Zou Shicheng understood.
Then he made a similar expression.
Zou Wenchun turned his head slightly with a strange expression on his face and looked at his elder brother, his eyes full of disbelief.
These two guys are - communicating! ?
"Brother...what does he mean? What are you doing..."
"He said they were not hostile and told us to relax."
Then Zou Shicheng made a gesture of pressing down with his hands.
Opposite you, You Chuiyun also made the same gesture, and they both nodded at the same time.
Zou Wenchun shook his head slightly: "What...what does this mean?"
Zou Shicheng turned around and smiled and said: "Don't be nervous, everyone, it's okay, the other party is not an enemy!"
Zou Wenchun saw with his own eyes that You Chuiyun seemed to shout a few words, and all the soldiers lowered their weapons.
(End of chapter)
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