Chapter 137
Chapter 137
Luo Yueming panicked to death. She didn't want to be dragged into the snow by senior brother Daochang. Now that it's the twelfth lunar month of winter, it's snowing heavily outside. Only this Poguan can keep out the wind and rain.
Going out at this time, isn't it just waiting to be buried alive by the heavy snow?
However, senior brother Daochang is as cold as iron. I don’t know how deeply he was hurt by the little bald donkey. All in all, he loves and hates him intertwined, and because of love and hatred, he can’t control him endlessly. until death.
What made Luo Yueming so depressed that his duodenum was about to be tied up was why couldn't Brother Daochang let him go for a while? Then hug him in the snow.
Just like this, he was tightly locked in his arms from behind, and he strode out. The two of them were inseparable, and the infinite and indescribable beauty of spring spread inside and outside Poguan.
As soon as he got out of Poguan, the little bald Luo Luo shivered uncontrollably when he was blown by the cold wind because he had no hair, and his body immediately shrank.
In this way,? In addition to making Daochang senior brother feel like doing evil,? It makes the scalp tingle, and?Under the intertwined pull of pain and love,? subconsciously regards torturing the little bald donkey as an instinct to pursue happiness.
The more the little bald donkey cried, the more he could extinguish the anger in the Taoist priest's heart. The more he struggled, the more he could arouse the ruthlessness in the Taoist priest's bones.
Luo Yueming only felt that the world was spinning for a while, and when he took a breath again, he was in a world of ice and snow.
Unlike the dilapidated, cold and dirty door panels before, the snow is clean and soft, and when one presses down on it, it becomes a crystal clear coffin.
Brother Daochang pinched the back of his neck and pressed him into this crystal coffin. With his slender and powerful hands, he pressed deep finger marks on the back of the little bald donkey's fair jade-like neck, which were reflected neatly on the back of the little bald donkey. The eyes of the Taoist chief.Like a sinful flame, burning like a raging fire in the pupil.
Luo Yueming just opened her mouth, and immediately swallowed a big mouthful of snow, which melted in the mouth. Her throat, which was originally hoarse and dry, was moistened by the cold snow water, and it was soothed a bit.
The hot sweat has long been blown away by the cold wind, he is so cold.His teeth chattered from the cold.The cold wind was like a knife, cutting him painfully.
The limbs became stiff, and he was allowed to be fiddled with by the Taoist brother.My heart was on fire.
Luo Yueming's eyes were dusty, and snowflakes fell on his eyelids, and there was a vast expanse of whiteness in his eyes, and it seemed that everything between the sky and the earth was covered by this heavy snow.
Only the two are connected to each other, cuddling and lingering.
It may be because the extreme pain and comfort are mixed together, my mind is in a trance, and all kinds of things from the past have emerged again.
By the way, that little bald donkey is also very stupid, knowing that Daoist Qing Jing and him will never get back to the past, but still foolishly thinks that the two of them can get back together.
Dressed up as a female nun, she took good care of the priest's daily life.After all, the Daoist priest is also a young man with full of vigor. A beautiful woman guards his side day and night, regardless of gender. She wipes his body, changes his dressings, washes his clothes and cooks food——when the Taoist priest is seriously injured and unconscious. , the little bald donkey had already taken off his clothes and bandaged the wound.
What's even more frightening is that the Taoist priest was slashed with a sword in his lower abdomen, and the bones were visible. If he wanted to bandage it, he had to take off his shirt. In this way, he could see everything clearly .
At night, the priest's wound was infected, and he was unconscious, yelling how cold he was.That little bald donkey is stupid, it's not that he doesn't know that his chest is flat.
He only wore a thin shirt, hugged the Taoist priest from behind, and covered him all night like this.When the Taoist priest woke up the next day, he was still holding the skirt in his hand, and looked down in horror, the dumb girl was sleeping soundly in his arms.
The Taoist priest thought to himself, this dumb girl was so infatuated with him, in order to save his life, she even forgot whether to kiss or not.They even took off their clothes and hugged each other to sleep.
It's just that the dumb girl's chest is too flat. Although the Taoist priest has never seen a big one, he has never eaten pork, and he has seen pigs running.
The mute girl woke up immediately, blushing all over her face, and ran out with her arms crossed.As a result, the Taoist priest felt guilty again, thinking that the dumb girl had some hidden disease, so she was flat.
Now that he has overstepped with the dumb girl, he must be responsible.The Taoist priest still felt remorse in his heart, thinking about the little bald donkey day and night.
He was seriously injured, unable to walk, and had nowhere to talk about his distress, so he told the dumb girl who took care of him all his thoughts.
While dressing up as a dumb girl to take care of the Taoist priest, the little bald donkey learned from the Taoist priest how much he resented him and hated him.Sad in my heart, but unable to speak.He didn't dare to face the Taoist priest, and couldn't bear to walk away.
Want to repay the Taoist priest, but don't know how to repay.
Luo Yueming knew that there was a saying that said, if you owe a debt, you should pay it back with your ass.
There is still a fire missing right now, but Luo Yueming never expected that the person who lit the fire was neither a monk nor a priest.
Instead, it was Qingqi!
Yes, it's Qingqi!
Ever since the woman changed into men's clothes, Luo Yueming clearly felt that she was adding a play to her madness, and that she belonged to unknown friends and enemies.
Helping Lingwen for a while, and helping Lingyu for a while, wandering between the two brothers, I don't know what I want to do.
She suddenly appeared in the sky above Poguan, condescendingly looking down at the two people in the temple, shaking her head and sighing while pinching her chin from time to time, as if saying that two people would not be able to support the wall through mud.
Qingqi sighed: "Sure enough, one of them is following my Buddha, and the other is in Taoism. They are bound by the rules and regulations, so they can't take that step. Lingwen, Lingwen, in order to repay the rat-like love I owed you back then, I'm going all out to help you and Jiaolong achieve a positive result as soon as possible."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and flipped it over, and a golden hairpin appeared in the palm of his hand. He swiped it in front of the little bald donkey, and Qingqi said again: "Hold on tight, finish the matter quickly, and get a child out. As long as you can carry it God’s will, let’s go through this calamity hand in hand, and from now on, no one will be able to stop you.”
Luo Yueming didn't quite understand what Qingqi meant, but she could clearly perceive that the little bald donkey's face turned rosy, and for no reason, he broke out in hot sweat, and he couldn't help panting.
Qingqi hid in the broken view and peeked, covered her mouth and snickered while watching, until she saw the little bald donkey flushing and falling into the Taoist priest's arms, she was even more excited, wishing to grab the Taoist priest's hand , urging him to hurry up.
But that Daoist leader is really calm, probably because of the butcher's knife on the prefix of knowing color, although he knows the dumb girl's affection for him, but knowing is one thing, whether to respond or not is another.
All in all, the Taoist priest pushed the person away subconsciously, and said with a righteous face: "No! Do you know what you are doing? I am a Taoist, and there will be no results with you!"
Qingqi frowned, and said dissatisfiedly: "How can this dragon be so good after being reincarnated as an adult? It was like that before, and I still thought he was fierce, but I looked up to him!"
Regarding this, Luo Yueming had to defend the Taoist priest, he was fierce, very fierce, so fierce that his small body could hardly stand it.
Others are all indulging in lust and playing with firecrackers.The Taoist leader was different, but he pushed him down in the snow, so fierce that Luo Yueming couldn't scream, so he could only open his mouth wide and put his head in the snowdrift.
His knees were still kneeling, and the snow melted into water, and soon froze again, freezing his knees to the ground, making him unable to move no matter what.
As if kneeling on a piece of solid ice, it was painful, sore and numb.The back waist was tightly held by a big hand, and it didn't loosen at all, and messy fingerprints had already been pressed.
Still clamping his chin, the Taoist priest said in a deep voice: "Why don't you yell anymore? Didn't you yell very loudly in the temple before? Didn't you always want me to treat you like this, and now I treat you like this, Why are you not happy?"
Luo Yueming was speechless, like a cow, she just opened her mouth wide and gasped for breath, her hands were tightly bound by the hair band, and pressed on her waist.
It was cold and slippery, and it started to snow again, falling on his waist, it was indescribably cold.Breathing out a breath of steam with difficulty, Luo Yueming cursed secretly, where on earth did this bull-nosed Taoist master learn so many tricks, he looks like a veteran.
He doesn't look like a Daoist, but he is clearly a veteran of Fengyue.
Luo Yueming was about to cry, as if being bullied by two people at the same time, while dealing with the Taoist priest, she also had to review the past and sort out the grievances between the two people.
Going back to memory, the Taoist priest would not break his heart, and tried his best to persuade the mute girl, saying that he is a sinner, and when he finishes his bloody revenge, he will kill himself and die, and so on.
When the little bald donkey heard this, his subconscious reaction might be, since he was going to die sooner or later, he hugged and gnawed it while he was still alive.As if being possessed by a ghost, he took the initiative to sit in the Taoist's arms, and slowly stroked the Taoist priest's face with his fingers.Challenging the Daoist's determination.
When Qingqi saw this, she nodded with satisfaction and said, "A child can be taught." Then she turned around and left.
The two of them are left alone in the broken view, the man and the widow "female", the firewood is like a fire, and if they touch a little spark, they will be out of control.The Taoist priest grabbed the little bald donkey's wrist and told him to stop.
The little bald donkey let out a low cry in pain, and the Taoist leader immediately withdrew his hand as if he had been severely burned by a fire.
Unexpectedly, the little bald donkey was tied to a snake and wrapped around a stick, and bent over his arms. The Taoist priest was so upset, he tried to keep calm, closed his eyes, and began to meditate.
What's even more frightening is that after all this, what appeared in his mind was the face of the little bald donkey!The Buddhist beads on the wrist were terribly hot, almost blistering the Taoist priest's wrist.
There was also a humming sound, and it turned with great excitement.The Taoist priest was restless, the hot sweat on his forehead flowed smoothly, the more he wanted to drive away the little bald donkey in his head, the more he couldn't help himself, the more he wanted to get rid of this suffocating pleasure, the more he couldn't help it, I want to step into the world of mortals and find out.
The author has something to say: There is one more update. According to my visual inspection, it should be in the middle of the night. Anyway, when I wake up the next morning, I will definitely see it!Happy Friday in advance!
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