General Martial Artist: I Am An Evil Mandarin In Charge Of Heavenly Prison, Hoang Dung's Waist

"Can you still do this?"

Wei Xiaobao, who had long been frightened and hid in the corner, patted his bare forehead and whispered.

The white-clothed boy not far away showed a shallow smile on his face, raised his hands that were not quite normal and said:

"Long time to look up, long time to look up!" Dare to ask, Your Excellency, but a Dayuan person? Who is it valid for? "

Eh! This is to probe my old bottom!

The thought flashed in Su Chen's mind, and then blurted out.

"None! I am a person from the Northern Song Dynasty, an idler. Hearing

this, an imperceptible look of joy flashed in the white-clothed boy's eyes, and then he put away the folding fan, lightly clenched his right hand into a fist and put it on his waist, and asked enthusiastically:

"I wonder if you are interested in returning to the house with this prince."

Groove! Is this specifically going to bend Lao Tzu?

Shameless! Indecent!

Su Chen forcibly endured the anger in his heart, and decisively refused: "

Thank you Gongzi Meiyi, Murong Fuzhi is not here!"

Hearing

this, the white-clothed boy was not angry, and after unfolding the folding fan, he shook it lightly twice, and said crisply and neatly:

"In that case, this prince is not difficult for others, and there will be a period later!"

With that, he turned around and left, without any nostalgia.

"The damaged things in Lichun Courtyard, the whole audience Zhao Gongzi pays!"

After speaking, the middle-aged man casually threw out a piece of gold and followed closely with the injured bald guy.

When passing by Su Chen's side, the white-clothed boy glanced at him with deep meaning, and an intriguing smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

My day!

Su Chen cursed secretly in his heart, and goosebumps suddenly rose all over his body.

In particular, if you say that you are a rich woman or something, maybe Lao Tzu will go with you, and it is not impossible to struggle for decades.

But he is a man with fine skin and tender flesh, and he still wants to eat Lao Tzu's body.

Milk can endure, sister Mikami can't bear it!

Bah! Scum.

He looked at the back of the white-clothed boy and couldn't help but complain again.

A storm dissipated as the white-clothed boy drifted away.

Guigong picked up the gold on the ground and smiled so hard that he couldn't keep his mouth shut, it was obvious that he had earned this wave.

After instructing the people to rearrange the site, the auction continued.

However,

now Su Chen has no heart to care about what price the hardness divine oil can be auctioned for.

At this moment, he only felt that his body was hot and dry, and the dopamine in his body was gathering wildly, and only Zhao Paner, whose chest could rest on the edge of the window, kept appearing in his mind.

"Xiaobao, quickly take me to find Pan'er girl."

Su Chen hurriedly grabbed Wei Xiaobao and ran to the backyard.

The two quickly walked through the garden, swaying various belly pockets with the wind, which once again deeply stimulated Su Chen.

At this moment

, Wei Chunhua, who had just finished arranging the client, was holding two taels of silver in her hand and smiling to the extreme.

Suddenly

, she raised her eyes and saw two figures, hurrying towards the backyard.

"Ouch, uncle! Why are you so anxious, there are many girls in our Lichun Courtyard, and the amount is full! When

Wei Chunhua saw that another prostitute came to the door, he immediately came to the spirit, and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him with a smile.

But when she saw Su Chen's appearance clearly, she screamed in fright and immediately turned around and ran.

"Ah! Girls, get dressed quickly, that guy from the criminal department is coming to sweep the pornography again! "

Of course, Wei Chunhua, a professional term like anti-pornography, is not available, and he learned it last time when Su Chen came to Lichun Academy to arrest people.

Without waiting for Wei Xiaobao to explain, dozens of pairs of men and women quickly rushed out of the long corridor, all of them disheveled, and scattered around.

In an instant

, the mixed doubles relay race, which was comparable to the Games, appeared in front of him, and Su Chen was stunned to see it.

"Get out of here, Lao Tzu is not here to arrest people, don't block Lao Tzu's way." Su Chen shouted loudly.

But where would everyone pay attention to his shouts, especially those prostitutes who had been arrested before, after trying Su Chen's torture, they ran faster than anyone.

In the end, it turned into a stampede.

"Ah! Whose feet! Stepped on Lao Tzu's egg!

"Which one stinks and does not have a face, take the opportunity to grab the old lady's tits."

The scene was chaotic.

But seeing this scene, Su Chen was stunned.

He could never have imagined that his anti-pornography operation would bring them such a big psychological shadow.

"Xiaobao, you wait outside, I'll go back!"

After Su Chen gave an order, he immediately rushed towards the National Color Tianxiang room.

"Eh!"

Wei Xiao looked blankly at Su Chen's disappearing back, and muttered in his mouth:

"Last time I just believed your nonsense, causing me to wait outside the door for an hour."

He knew very well in his heart that the going and going in Su Chen's mouth was at least an hour to start.

Rushing to the backyard,

Su Chen saw Zhao Pan'er lying on the window lattice from afar.

At this moment

, she was gently tilting her neck, looking up at the starry sky of the vast sea, and her light clothes faintly revealed a full and proud silhouette.

The moonlight in the sky spilled on her beautiful and charming face, and beside the lying silkworm eyes that rippled out of the autumn waves, a tear mole the size of a rice grain perfectly revealed her introductory temperament.

From afar, it looks like a fairy under the ordinary, absolutely beautiful and charming.

For Su Chen, today's Zhao Pan'er

can be close to provoking or profane!

Shout!

A crane-like sound suddenly sounded, and immediately after, a large bird descended from the sky and rushed towards Zhao Pan'er on the edge of the window.

This sudden scene frightened her into screaming, and hurriedly covered her cheeks and retreated towards the house.

After a short silence,

Zhao Paner slowly stretched out her fingertips and carefully looked at what was in front of her.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, it's scary when you look at it.

The big bird she thought was Su Chen whose clothes were all shattered.

In the next second

, Zhao Paner's cheeks were flushed with a brush on the ground, like a peach in early spring, rosy and juicy.

"Sue... Su Lang, how are you! The

corners of Su Chen's mouth raised slightly, revealing a sexy and charming light smile, and then opened his arms, revealing a solid and full chest.

After the meeting, Zhao Pan'er bowed her head slightly, and then flew into Su Chen's warm embrace.

Day by day, thinking like crazy.

Blah blah! Missed!

"One day is gone, and I think like crazy." Su Chen said softly.

"Su Lang, you are really talented, not only can write songs, but also poetry."

For the comprehensive martial arts continent where history is missing, Su Chen's verses are worthy of the unprecedented creation.

Zhao Pan'er put her face on Su Chen's chest, feeling the hot body temperature, and her sense of happiness instantly exploded.

Su Chen raised his right hand, gently pinched Zhao Paner's tender and watery cheeks, and said mysteriously:

"Come, I'll show you a big baby..."