Although the Demon Sect has inherited the theories of various schools of thought in the Spring and Autumn Period, it has been hidden and lurking for many years, and its methods of action inevitably tend to be extreme and cruel, and it is often insidious and cruel, otherwise it would not be called "Demon". An Long himself defected to the evil king and was hostile to the Yingui Sect. He himself was as deep as the sea with the "Demon Impression". Therefore, although Dan Mei and the Sect Master of Tianlian Sect did not celebrate the holidays alone, he also knew that whether he acted tough or weak, he was begging or cursing, he had no difference in the end. Therefore, she ignored An Long's questions, but just secretly accumulated strength, hoping to recover one or two points as soon as possible, and then bit his tongue and committed suicide immediately, so as not to suffer more unnecessary pain.

Danmei's mute hole was not untied, and she was speechless. So although An Long asked, she was just a cat playing with a mouse, but she had never expected an answer. He stretched out his thick tongue and licked his lips, and said with a grim smile: "Junior Sister Dan, although our sects are different, we are all from the Holy Sect. Although Brother An Long has a deep grudge with the dog and the sea, he has no grudge with you. It shouldn't be sure, but you blame your senior sister for not turning against my boss Shi. Now this is called a fire in the city gate, which affects the fish in the pond. That is really sorry.

An Long sighed, but said, "Ah~ Actually, your brother An Long is the most pity. If you love your junior sister on weekdays, you can't bear to kill me? Now... this is really helpless. For the sake of a fellow disciple, Brother An Long is compassionate. Let you live happily before you die, so that you will regret it even if you go to the underworld hell." As he spoke, he leaned over and picked up Dan Mei's soft and boneless body, reached out and grabbed her clothes unscrupulously, and pulled off a large piece of it with force.

It is June now, and this place is on the edge of the Southern Barbarians. The weather is quite hot, so Danmei's clothes are very thin. After being pulled by An Long, they are immediately broken, revealing most of the tall and firm breasts. Although she is a member of the Yingui Sect, she has always been clean and not as slutty as the third sister Wen Caiting, so she still remains virgin. Suddenly, An Long pulled her clothes to break up and wanted to commit violence. She was shocked and couldn't describe it. But it was like a blow to the head, breaking all the strength accumulated by the difficulty. Even though it was in the sky, she was like falling into an ice cave, and her whole body was cold. The two bright red spots above the full peak were subconsciously erected, changing with the naked eye.

An Long saw this change and his eyes were brighter. At that moment, he stretched out his claws without hesitation, while praising them, and kneading them freely, and doing everything. His claws gradually moved downwards, and they groped between Danmei's slender and straight legs. Danmei wanted to cry without tears, but only tossed and turned and resented why he was born as a daughter. He wished he could die immediately, and he could not suffer such endless humiliation.

An Long was busy, and suddenly, a "swish-thumb" sound of breaking the wind came from his ear. He didn't think about it, and immediately copied it with his backhand. He took the time to sweep through the corner of his eyes, but saw that the hidden weapon was just an ordinary small stone. In an instant, the palm stones touched each other, and then a "bang" sound broke out. An Long's whole body felt like it was being caught by electricity, and he immediately took five steps back. Dan Mei was originally pressed on the trunk of the tree to humiliate him. At this moment, An Long retreated, and her body lost support and immediately leaned against the trunk and slid down softly, feeling surprised and happy. But when she looked at it carefully, she was still more surprised than happy. When she saw clearly that the savior was just a boy who seemed to be less than twenty years old, she felt even more disappointed.

An Long, one of the eight masters of the Demon Sect, has been famous for more than twenty years. How could such a young man compete with him? I am afraid that he will not be able to save people, but he will have to save his life. He will not be able to die, but his disaster is still hard to escape?

An Long naturally didn't know how desperate Danmei was, and he had no time to take care of it. In fact, he would never dare to look down on the Cheng Yaojin who suddenly came out like Danmei (of course, nowadays, Cheng Yaojin is just a little brat running around with his butt, and not many people know who he is). Because he had just contacted each other, the power released on the stone was extremely fierce. In a hurry, there was not enough concentration, and An Long was sore and numb that his body was blown up. He felt his meridians in his arms and could hardly lift it. He was shocked and angry, and shouted in a deep voice: "Who's the brat dared to come out to care about your uncle's affairs. Are you impatient to live?!"

Yang Zhao sighed, walked out, shook his head and said, "An Long, An Long, you are the leader of a sect, and have a status and status in the world. Since you want to kill people, then just kill them simply, but why do you still have to defile others' chastity? I don't care if you want to kill people. But since I have done such a bad thing, I can't stand it."

An Long and Dan Mei are both from the Demon Sect. Although Yang Zhao reached a cooperation agreement with Shi Zhixuan, he wanted to assist the evil king in unifying the six sects. It is not time yet. So the little prince didn't want to care about how the people in the Demon Sect killed each other. But as said, just kill people. An Long tortured Dan Mei with the unique method of Tianxin Lianhuan and made fun of it, and wanted to show off his lust. The little prince was indeed a little overwhelmed.

In any case, Danmei is also a woman, and a beautiful woman with an amazing appearance. Anlong is a bald fat man weighing more than 300 kilograms. In contrast, the little prince will inevitably feel sympathy for Danmei. There is no way. Everyone knows that beauty loves beauty. If you look good, you will take advantage of the ugly ones. In addition, when you glance, you will see Gong Chenchun who was knocked out by himself.

If this Scarfaced Guest could move freely, he could have saved Danmei from danger. Even if he cheated money (the secret of the demon **) in the future, he would have lost all his personal wealth, but he would still have his life. But now he was a move, even Danmei's chances were cut off. Thinking about it carefully, although Danmei was an elder of the Yingui Sect, he had never heard of anything he had done to harm the heavens and reason. At most, he would just follow the senior sister to play a supporting role. After all, saving a life is like building a seven-level pagoda. Although he was a little troublesome, he had to save the person. He picked up a small stone at will and threw it out in ruthless thunder power.

Anlong was nicknamed "Fat Jia". His public identity was the largest wine merchant in the southwest area, with a huge family income of 10,000 yuan. However, before the King of Shu Yang Xiu raised his army in a while, he saw something wrong in advance, so he used the excuse to purchase grain for brewing wine, and ran to the southeast coastal area with a large sum of money. He did not return to Shu until the military affairs quelled. Therefore, although Yang Zhao led his troops to Chengdu to quell the rebellion a month ago and met almost all the well-known people in Shu, but Anlong had never met. "Fat Jia" naturally could not have thought that His Royal Highness, the King of Henan, who was a 10,000-yuan man, would suddenly appear alone in this remote place on the junction of the Southern Barbarians.

After the initial shock and doubt, he calmed down and saw that the other party was just a boy who was not even twenty years old. An Long's courage suddenly became stronger. He shouted loudly: "Right and wrong are all because of talking more, and his worries are just forcing him to force him. Boy, if you can't see it, then don't look at it forever." Before the sound was finished, the fat Master Tianlian, who was as fat as a mountain, had already rushed to the sky, and then kicked on the trunk next to him, rolling like a ball, diving towards Yang Zhao from a high point, and his momentum was almost above the meteor. Two black lotus energy was sprayed out from the palms of both palms at the same time. As soon as he took action, he was killing the "two lotus spittings" with the "two lotus spittings" and pounding towards the little prince.

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Red ticket ~~~~
Chapter completed!