26. Don’t count
Horse hooves on the stone floor, issued a rhythmic sound, wear cloud religion of the two men in fact quite speechless, an hour, from here to walk back, is a crone to walk back are not a problem, the master of the Church to do this kind of decision is considered to be which kind of punishment? It is simply impossible to beat her whip, OK?
Speechless to speechless, they can not question the decision of the godfather, one of them is the black-faced Rakshasa when the flowers from the Hong Hua mountain manor took over, look big and thick, the shape is even more bizarre, he pulled out a long whip from his waist, try the feel, look at the uneducated to stand still Liang Huayi, nonchalant and said: “Go.”
Hua Yi in his heart broken, “Teng Feng Yuan, you pervert, pervert, pervert ……”
The whip shadow broke the air, directly hitting the stone slab at the back, the snap was exceptionally frightening, the black-faced Rakshasa roared, “You still looking for a fight? Go back early and sleep early.”
Hua Yi said angrily, “You dare to hit me! If you hit me, I’ll go back and blow my ear off with the sect master every day and find a chance to get back at you.”
The black-faced Rakshasa’s face became even darker, no wonder the sect master wants to clean up this woman, it’s really quite a beating eh!
Another man said, “If you don’t want to get beat up, go back, you might as well walk faster if you have this energy to dilly-dally. The sect master has given an order, don’t blame us for not being polite later.”
Teng Feng Yuan ran away, Hua Yi knew that these two people will play for real, small broken steps forward, every step, between the legs of the things are rubbing the soft inner wall, bringing a burst of tingling.
At this time the night is already late, the street stores are all closed and shuttered, the road only occasionally encountered one or two people, Hua Yi walking very slowly, difficult and at the same time there is a sense of excitement, she tightly bit her lips, in order to avoid herself to let out an embarrassing sound. The man behind him followed him slowly, extremely impatient, and had little qualms about speaking.