053My senior brother is too unstable

No words all night.

It's really nothing, not a cliché.

Although the beauty is on the side and the beauty is in her arms, it is not right. It is in the beauty's arms, like a lamb consuming milk, being hugged tightly by Jin Nongyu.

Scented? No! Absolutely not!

If you are folded and hugged for a night, you will be sure that your first feeling after waking up is not happiness, but holding your breath, which is very suffocating.

"Can you let me go? I'm almost suffocated to death by you." Zhao Dachu poked his head out with difficulty and begged.

Jin Nongyu, who was sleepy, rubbed his eyes and yawned a big yawn, then remembered Zhao Dachui who had been tortured all night: "Oh, Marquis, you are so bad! Why did you sleep in someone's arms? Did you do it bad?"

"You bad girl! If you don't let go, my waist will be broken!"

"Oh, Master Marquis, you are so bad. How did you know that he has a sister who looks pretty?"

"Let go!"

"oh."

Zhao Dachui, who finally came alive, stretched his waist and heard a crackling sound.

My little waist is only eight years old, isn't it just useless?

Otherwise, we will return the goods and return this "deadly" beauty to Zhao Ji. That old boy who did many evil things should let him "enjoy" such torture!

Unexpectedly, torture is far from over, it is just the beginning.

Wearing clothes is like tearing dolls, combing your hair is like pulling your hair, washing your face is like wiping watermelon, and serving you to the toilet...

Uh, let it go!

For future sexual blessings and future generations, you should solve your own affairs by yourself.

Do it yourself, be lucky and safe.

Perhaps Zhao Dahui was lucky and had a great life, so he should not have lost his life. Finally, he got through the difficulties safely and had breakfast, and the first bite was the first bite.

Before he could swallow it, Erbao came in in panic and reported: "Master, your father is here!"

"Puff!" Zhao Dachui spit out a bite of porridge before he could enter his stomach.

What's the thing?

My dad has been an immortal for many years, and has he also traveled with him? Is this system so New York?

wrong!

This system definitely does not have such great ability. If you dare to compete with God for business, he will be tired of living!

That is, has the original cheap dad been found?

What should I do? Everyone is not very familiar with each other, okay?

To put it more fantasy, the original body's spiritual consciousness was too weak and it did not leave any valuable intellectual heritage for Zhao Dachui.

Especially the information about relatives is almost blank, and it belongs to particularly orphans. Even some of the most basic common sense of life in society have only a little understanding of it.

Of course, these can be explained by practicing Taoism in the mountains of the Fire Dragon True Man and not following the world. But if you don’t like the world, you will still be a physical body and have a father, right?

Isn’t it a bit unreasonable to practice Taoism so much that I don’t even recognize my own father?

When he went outside, Zhao Dahai's mouth was so angry that he was so angry.

An old man with a slim scalp was wearing a Taoist robe with an invisible color, and was swaying a pair of toads. Perhaps because he thought the smell in the shoes was not very good, his toes were still very comfortable walking through the upper and wandering outside.

The mud covered with the body was rubbed and twisted into a rope, which would probably be able to circle the earth.

Just such a guy, is he really the original cheap father, the Prince of Yongjia, Zhao? As for what he calls him, it doesn’t matter!

"Are you my dad?"

Zhao Dachui looked completely unbelievable.

If you wear a cross, you can integrate the three religions. Will you be a prince? Why don’t you say you are the Jade Emperor?

"Young brother is so polite. I dare not take it, I dare not take it!"

"Who is so polite to you? I took advantage of me, and you don't ask, I have always been..."

"Say it! Let me see what you have?"

Zhao Dachui stopped his words in time and asked in confusion: "What did you call me just now? Junior brother?"

The bald piaoer clasped his hands together, recited "Amitabha" and spat again: "Ah, I've been in Shaolin Temple for a long time recently and have learned bad things from those bald donkeys. Junior brother, don't mind! Let's do it again, okay?"

"hehe."

While Zhao Dachui was perfunctory, he looked for his most capable little tricks - not the useless man Andehao, but the number one thug.

The crazy old man in front of me has unknown origin. He probably is a gangster or a slut. If he wants to cheat someone, he will let Xue Ziqie beat him up.

If others have any objections and say that they abuse the elderly, they say that Xue Ziqie is a temporary worker and has been fired.

I'm so smart! I'm so fond of likes!

"Are you looking for him?" The old man pointed to a timid person in the corner of the wall, "You are not good at this! I'm so old that I can beat you as hard as a dog."

Looking at Xue Zichou's handsome face, his nose, swollen face, and blue one piece, it's so happy!

Pretend, let you pretend?

I pretended every day, I was beaten up now, right? It's right!

"Who is the immortal?"

"I'm the old man." The old man pointed at the tip of his nose, "I'm old enough, I'm not dead, right? Is it a standard old man?"

Although people think they are immortal, we as cultural people cannot speak rudely.

But Xueziqie is his own bad guy at all, so Zhao Dachui naturally wants to stand up for him: "Du, you rural villager dare to imprison Xuezie? You are so bold!

As the saying goes, beating a dog depends on the owner. If you dare to criticize my Marquis’ beloved dog, are you tired of living?"

The old man laughed: "Junior brother, your shameless appearance is very charming as a master! The old Taoist Zhang Sanfeng is a biological senior brother I have never seen before."

"Damn, are you Zhang Sanfeng?"

"Yeah, it's like a fake one." Zhang Sanfeng looked proud.

Just imagine, with his dignified Sanfeng Zhenren, I don’t know who is in the world and who is not aware of. How many princes and nobles want to be one side but cannot.

Zhao Ji had issued an order to summon him before, but he was pushed away by the excuse that the road was slippery on rainy days.

This time, because he heard that his master Huolong Zhenren had another little disciple, he reluctantly entered Bianliang. As soon as he entered the palace, he didn't even see Zhao Ji, so he came to see this junior brother.

Is there enough sincerity? Is it worth a lot of face?

"Haha, it turns out that the senior brother is here. Look at the hidden weapon..."

Whoosh, two cantaloupes were thrown out by Zhao Dahui.

Zhang Sanfeng laughed: "Naughty... Damn, you..."

There was no time to say anything, and Zhang Sanfeng suddenly felt that there was a great horror, even more terrifying than an unreliable master. If he could not avoid it, he was afraid that today next year would be his death day.

In the midst of lightning, Zhang Sanfeng pulled out a soft sword from his waist and used his protective energy. A sword light flashed by, and the melon made of ripe iron was actually cut into two halves.

"Awesome, you can break this thing! There are many broken melons in normal times, right?"

"Hahahaha, junior brother, you are not bad, you can force me to use the Running Shui Sword. It's also very rare!"

Seeing Zhang Sanfeng's face "How lonely is invincible?", Zhao Dahui looked up at the sky, his fingers drooped, and pointed to somewhere in Zhang Sanfeng, without saying a word.

Jin Nongyu, who followed her out to watch the fun, spat fiercely: "Bah, shameless!" Then she turned around and stopped seeing Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhang Sanfeng lowered his head and became embarrassed.

A slight cool autumn wind blew, rolling up a fallen leaf, just blocking a certain place, saving even the mosaic.

"Haha, I forgot. I usually use soft swords as my belt, but today I am anxious and forgot."

Zhang Sanfeng held his pants in one hand and softened his sword in the other hand, and did not forget to teach Zhao Dachui a lesson: "Junior brother, although you are awesome, you can't use it when you meet a real master when you meet a real master with their inner family's true energy."

Seeing that Zhang Sanfeng finally lifted his pants, Zhao Dachui pointed at his feet again: "There is another one."

"Your uncle, come again!"
Chapter completed!