Offering Salted Fish To Master

Liao Tingyan has a strong desire to survive, and at the same time, she is also very sensitive to danger, so every time she sees Sima Jiao, the ancestor, she is counseled, talk as little as possible, treat the other person as the ancestor, and use polite language. . But now, when this ancestor was holding her **** like pork, her sanity instantly went offline, and she was guilty of her guts, and she squeezed Sima Jiao's **** with her hand down.

Sima Jiao: "..."

The tiger's **** could not be touched, Liao Tingyan looked at the other's expression and suddenly thought of this sentence. She slowly let go of her hand, feeling the bottomless desire for survival began to fill up, so her expression changed from anger to calm to confusion with a little bit of counsel. She leaned in Sima Jiao's arms, clinging to her left hand obediently, and turned her head to look at the clouds surging in the sky.

I look at the sky, I look at the earth, but I don’t look at you.

Liao Tingyan was waiting for the bad-tempered ancestor to throw his backhand down the snake cart, and thought about the precautions for jumping off the cart. I waited for a while, but didn't wait. She squinted her eyes and took a sneak peek, and ran into Sima Jiao's eyes. His eyes were cold, chilly, and stabbed in the brain. He is scary when he is full of gloom and irritable, scary when he laughs pervertedly, and it is scary to be so expressionless.

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Sima Jiao held her hand that squeezed his ass. Her wrist was slender and white, and it seemed to break in his white hand. His movements are very intimate, her wide palms wrapped her hands, and her long fingers slowly stroked her wrists, slightly harder—

Liao Tingyan swore with her long legs that suddenly grew longer. This ancestor is now preparing to squeeze her wrist and teach her a lesson. The situation was urgent. Liao Tingyan acted faster than his brain. Subconsciously following Sima Jiao's movements, he grabbed his hand and pressed it firmly on his chest, "Calm down, please touch your chest, feel free."

She guessed it right. Sima Jiao's abnormal mood changed when he said it changed. He wanted to kill when someone moved his finger, let alone being pinched. He was stunned at first. After all, there are people in this world who dare to kill. His people, but no one who dared to touch his ass, his only thought after reacting to this incident was to teach her a lesson-this was because he did not dislike this person and had some interest in it. Capital crimes are forgiven, but living crimes cannot escape.

But he didn't expect her to come here. The hand he wanted to exert was suddenly pressed on the soft place, and the strength did not take hold, just like pinching a ball of cotton, completely relieved.

Liao Tingyan pressed his hand with an upright expression, like a salesman, "Try it, it feels very good." The sweet and soft young lady with big breasts, who would not like it, men and women like it, even cats This kind of arrogant creature likes it. Don't be too happy to step on the milk. It's a mere murderer, no problem at all.

What Sima Jiao does is only because of a sudden impulse in his heart, probably because his blood relatives are all lunatics, he is also a lunatic, irritable and bloodthirsty. When he feels unhappy, he will want one. The channel of venting, this channel is naturally murder. He wants to kill whoever makes him unhappy.

The person in front of him is very special. She has lived under his hands many times, and she can dispel the murderous heart one after another, and that's the only one. Others often died in place when he first appeared murderous, but she inexplicably let him calm the anger and murderous intent in his heart again and again, just like now, the impulse to crush her wrist just now No more.

Since there is no more, he will calm down.

"Huh—" Liao Tingyan was sweating coldly, and found that he was still pressing the chilly hand of his ancestor, and quickly retreated slowly. Halfway through the retreat, Sima Jiao shook her hand backhand.

She is now leaning on Sima Jiao's arms, held in one hand by him, and now she is holding the other hand again, she is very unrefined, a posture of a dog and a man showing affection in broad daylight.

Although Liao Tingyan felt that he was just a pendant, in the eyes of others, it was not like that.

Just when Liao Tingyan and Sima Jiao resolved a **** case caused by the chest, the driver of the **** snake had already driven the car down the mountain, out of the Three Sage Mountain Boundary. Waiting for the head of the crowd there to see is a black robe master holding a coquettish **** with a rosy face and evil temperament, stepping on a ferocious black snake, and about to make a stormy appearance. This configuration is a villain. With pet Ji and lackey.

Generally speaking, it is the cruel and cruel demon, the vicious woman who acts as an evil spirit, and the helper to abuse the big dog. Obviously, many people behind the head think so.

During the period when Liao Tingyan was disconnected, Gengchen Immortal Mansion was talking about the master who left the customs. Most of the young disciples have never seen him. No matter how beautiful the fantasy is when hearing this ancestor’s unscrupulous murders time and time again, it will change. From the first longing to the current fear, there are still many private individuals. Swearing angrily at him underneath must be a demon. If it weren't for his high seniority, it is estimated that a bunch of people would have come to clear the door.

Those who knew the inside story had their own minds. At first, most of them wanted to kill or control Sima Jiao. These people couldn’t figure out the situation. They also took two groups of people to Sansheng Mountain to deliver food, but they all failed to come back. The head master Qianli tried his best to reject all the opinions, suppressed all other voices, and respectfully invited the great ancestor Sima Jiao down the mountain. Anyway, his purpose is to do whatever he wants, even if he kills his master's family, it doesn't matter.

The master Qianli knew very well that Sima Jiao gave him a little bit of face, just because his master was also one of the people who took care of Sima Jiao on the Three Sacred Mountain and prevented his biological mother from killing him. It was just such a little friendship. , Superficial and unreliable, he could only take care of him carefully and avoid making Sima Jiao go crazy and kill people, he could kill people, at least kill some elite disciples with high seniority.

Sima Jiao took the snake and came out of the Three Sacred Mountain with the beauties. No one paid any attention to him, and was carefully sent into the Bailuya temporary residence by the head. This Bailu Cliff is the most energetic place in Gengchen Immortal Mansion, except for the Three Holy Mountains. There is a beautiful scenery called Bailu Qingya, which is a good place for stargazing. The palace here is exquisite in architecture, especially the heavy pavilion in the middle. Especially magnificent.

When Liao Tingyan saw the place, the preface of King Teng’s Pavilion appeared in his mind instantly, what Fei Pavilion Liu Dan, what Guidian Lan Palace, anyway, she had never seen such a beautiful place, although the Three Sacred Mountains are also magnificent, but that It's been deserted for a long time. It's like this place, where the flowers and trees help the sparseness, and the mountains are full of vitality, the clouds and cranes are flying in the mountains, and there are snow-white white deer on the mountain roads. It is simply a fairyland.

"Like here?" Sima Jiao asked suddenly.

Liao Tingyan: "I like it!"

The headmaster was accompanied by a few specially selected disciples with a smile on their faces. As expected, the master had looked at this female disciple. Hearing the calm voice and harmonious conversation, the head was relieved. How rare it is to have a normal conversation with Sima Jiao, his thinking is right.

"Master and this... madam, you can live here, everything is ready, if there is a need, just tell, it will meet the needs of the master." The head is very considerate.

Liao Tingyan: "..." Madam?

Sima Jiao didn't care about the name, and waved him impatiently, "Go away."

Looking at this respectful head in front of Sima Jiao, Liao Tingyan remembered the first time he saw the head. Aloft, gangster style, and now, he looks like a big insider. Sima Jiao was a tyrant with a bad temper. He seemed to be patient all the time. He was annoying to hear people talking, so he was driven away.

She glanced at the back of the leader twice, and was discovered by Sima Jiao. He stared at her and pulled the corners of his lips, as if he had seen through what she was thinking, with a smile but a smile: "Poor Master Qianlu Something? Don't think that he has a good attitude, just treat him as a good person, he...heh, but this is the most'interesting' person in Gengchen Immortal Mansion."

Liao Tingyan felt that Sima Jiao's words had deep meaning, but he didn't say much, and walked into the palace with a sneer. It is not a person who serves in the palace, but a puppet, who has no emotions and will only obey orders and serve people. Liao Tingyan followed and found that Sima Jiao had entered the main hall and found a place to sit down. He looked out the window with a cold face, completely ignoring her meaning.

Liao Tingyan was overjoyed. Seeing that he didn't intend to use himself as a pendant, he hurriedly sneaked into the side hall to find a room for him, first took out the mirror and took a picture of himself. From this look, her desire to survive has reached its highest point ever.

What kind of a fairy is this. It used to be very beautiful, but now it is reborn, Meicheng is like this, just looking at it like this is almost narcissistic. Liao Tingyan touched her **** and hips, and felt that for this body, she could live another hundred years. Let me ask a girl who doesn't want to become a big beauty, and try it so that she can feel the pleasure of getting up in the morning and looking in the mirror.

At the same time, Liao Tingyan remembered Sima Jiao’s various performances just now, and felt that it was either a bad chicken or a wrong sexual orientation. Facing such a big beauty, he didn’t even mean to indulge in female **** at all. Whatever she did, she was almost addicted to a woman. Up.

She is so beautiful, she should change to a more beautiful dress and put on a beautiful bun. Liao Tingyan found that the puppet standing in the corner was very smart, so she muttered that she didn't look good at clothes, so she silently sent many sets of skirts. It's a real fairy skirt, and I don't know what material it is made of. It is as light as a cloud. It has no sense of restraint when worn on the body, and it looks like a fairy. Such skirts in various colors and styles, many, many sets, as well as various jewelry accessories, shoes, etc., are constantly being sent, filling her room.

What a fairy day is this! Liao Tingyan instantly forgot that difficult ancestor, and started a happy dress-up game time, playing live-action dress-up games with great interest, forgetting all mundane things.

She was about to try on a set of red veil. The door was kicked open just before she took off her clothes and put the skirt on her body.

Sima Jiao, who just didn't want to pay attention to others and wanted to be autistic, walked in very violently and asked coldly: "What are you doing, who made you run around."

Liao Tingyan subconsciously covered her body, but when she saw Sima Jiao’s expression, she felt that she was boring to a woman. It was as if she hadn’t seen her beautiful lordosis and curling, and she was irritable. He kicked the beautiful clothes and jewelry next to him, "Follow me."

Liao Tingyan rolled his eyes while silently putting on the red dress.

"Where are you going?"

Sima Jiao smiled coldly, "Didn't I say that when I come out, everyone will die, of course I am going to kill people now."

Liao Tingyan: Excuse me, goodbye.

Sima Jiao looked at her expression, "You don't want to go?"

Liao Tingyan cursed secretly, **** you, and came to the truth buff again, and he couldn't help but say: "I don't want to go."

Sima Jiao's expression sank: "If you don't go, I will kill you first."

Liao Tingyan: "I'm fine, I'm leaving now."

Sima Jiao seemed to choke on her, then looked at her with that complicated look: "Why don't you want to go?"

Liao Tingyan: "I'm afraid of seeing dead people."

If you didn't open the truth BUFF, Sima Jiao would not believe it. A person in the demon world would be afraid of death? There are more dead people than living people in the Demon Realm. People in Demon Realm are only crueler than monks. How can someone like her be a spy?

He asked weirdly: "Have you never killed anyone?"

Liao Tingyan: "I haven't killed it."

Sima Jiao was really silent. He really didn't know what the people of Demon Domain were like now. Sending such people over, do they really want to engage in Gengchen Immortal Mansion? These people in Gengchen Immortal Mansion are more serious than their Demon Realm.