However, although this swordsman who turned from a swordsman to a peerless strong man has been silent for decades, no one dared to underestimate the master's powerful cultivation foundation. The immortal guided the way back then, with a simple and unconventional sword, he broke through the entire surging Lancang River. The river water was surging, leading the river water of the Lancang River to the drought in Tianque, which not only solved the drought, but also directly cut off the flood disasters downstream. Whether it was spreading rumors or exaggerating, he was a genius with extraordinary talent in practicing Taoism. Especially when his spirit of breaking the world with one sword at that time made the swordsman have a long and silent style that was more silent than sound, and became a legend that everyone talked about.

Long Junchen smiled and did not spend too much effort to guess who Sang Pingle's teacher was, because the identity of this swordsman was self-evident. Three swords, the only one who liked to use three swords at the same time, was probably the guy Chu Liuyun.

Chu Liuyun also did things for the Dragon Society, and was seriously injured for direct or indirect reasons. He is still in the deep mountains. He sent someone to come this time, and it seems that he is worried about the previous incident. He didn't know where the shutdown of the Mystery Department was related to him. He gave up his love and let such a beautiful female disciple wait here. However, this action is probably also secretly with the people of the Dragon Society. Both sides should have been through their anger, so he arranged such a killing game for himself here.

Long Junchen felt angry. Looking at Sang Pingle who was thrusting against the other side, thinking that this guy had just had a real murderous idea at him, he became angry and suddenly slapped him down. Sang Pingle screamed in surprise, his eyes were about to split, and a bright red five finger mark appeared on his pink cheeks. Long Junchen didn't care about Sang Pingle's shocked gaze, and he felt a sense of ease, carried the girl and entered the innermost yard.

After a while, in the room, Sang Pingle had been tied up by Long Junchen with four or five hemp ropes. He smiled, as if he finally revealed the original nature of a playboy. He gently took off Sang Pingle's socks. Sang Pingle did not resist, but just clenched his lips, a little unwilling, but he did not stop Long Junchen's behavior. It was not that she didn't want it, but that she couldn't.

She looked clear and her body soft. She was looking at the trash can next to her with resentment. In the trash can, there was a pack of unpacked peach blossom mist. It was a peach blossom mist that many veterans in love and had tried every time in the flower field. This was more advanced than the sweat-coated medicine, cartilage and other essential sweating pills that are common in the world. The woman was sober after taking it, but her body was as soft as a pool of warm jade, which made people linger. Moreover, in this case, it was difficult for them to bite their tongues and commit suicide, but it did not prevent them from moaning gently. Such drugs made Sang Pingle cry without tears, and could not survive or die.

Long Junchen savored what he thought carefully, holding Sang Pingle's slender long legs with a pair of fleshy palms. Sang Pingle had a pair of beautiful feet that were considered a magical quality. Sang Pingle was the top brand in the theater, so he soaked in an incense bath every day and cared for every inch of his body. Because of the instinctive tension brought by Long Junchen's teasing, the instep was bent like an arc of the moon.

Long Junchen is worthy of being a veteran in love. Sang Pingle can't stop just by playing with his feet. Especially when he stretched out a finger and rubbed Sang Pingle between his toes, he could clearly feel her depression and trembling. A pair of beautiful eyes trembled slightly, and a moan could not help but let out a moan in Cherry's mouth.

?Next, Long Junchen climbed up the edge with his evil hands and caressed his legs through Sang Pingle's last layer of close-fitting velvet pants. Sang Pingle's girl is really a beauty. Her thighs are slender and white. She usually plays on stage and is Chu Liuyun's female disciple. She plays with swords so elegantly. Her beautiful legs are unexpectedly full of elasticity. Her muscles are tight, but they are not lacking in elasticity, making Long Junchen feel comfortable.

However, Long Junchen was still very self-controlled. After he was messing around with his flesh palms for a while, he did not pull off the last layer of the creampie and "straight to the point". Instead, Long Junchen took off his clothes and lay on his side beside Sang Pingle, gently stroked the latter's hot body with his right hand, stepped forward, opened his mouth, stretched his tongue, and took Sang Pingle's earlobe in the latter's moans. At this time, Sang Pingle was not as passionate as a man, and this beauty was already sweating profusely under the effect of peach blossom fog and Long Junchen's "eighteen martial arts skills". She was already sweating profusely, tears in her eyes, biting her lips tightly, and blood was oozing.

Long Junchen bit Sang Pingle's earlobe and said gently beside him: "I am not a kind person. On the contrary, I am a villain, a complete evil person. If others want to kill me, I will kill others completely. However, I will always give a chance to beautiful women. This is how you are willing to serve me and stay by my side until the day when you are old and old. As long as you can agree to this condition, I will promise not to kill you and let you live a life of luxury. I don't care whether you were once a disciple of a peerless swordsman or a chaotic people who were trampled and crushed by iron cavalry in troubled times. Everything is safe and sound."

Long Junchen said this, his eyes suddenly became cold. He grabbed Sang Pingle's neck with one hand and said sternly in a cold voice: "But you must tell me where Chu Liuyun is. As long as you tell me, I will pretend that what happened today has never happened. You will be my maid in the future. I will support you, and you don't have to worry about Chu Liuyun or others' revenge. How about it? With my ability, I will guarantee you no problem."

When Sang Pingle heard Long Junchen ask Chu Liuyun, and said it so confidently, he was shocked. He didn't know how the other party knew his teacher's name. However, before Sang Pingle could react, Long Junchen let go of his big hands like iron pliers and said softly: "I have always been very gentle to Hongyan, so you just need to cooperate with me and sit in the canary in my luxurious cage. I will definitely treat you well."

The medicinal effect of the peach blossom mist gradually passed, and the rosy on Sang Pingle's face faded a little. She regained some spiritual consciousness. Looking at Long Junchen's face with a gentle smile, thinking about the past of her life experience, thinking of the words "peeling green onions with ten fingers", thinking of Long Junchen's appearance of caring for her, without much hesitation, just said softly: "I, I will be your slave. From today on, I, Sang Pingle, will be your maid of Long Junchen."
Chapter completed!