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

The purpose of the bitter head is clear, to deceive the antidote to the ten fragrant soft tendons and solve the disappearance of Uwangapu.

The mansion of the second elder Xuanlu

, a huge place, did not have a male servant.

There are more than a hundred and ten people in the whole house, all of them are young women, and in terms of beauty, although they are not as captivating as Mikami's sister, Bai Peach Xiaowu, and the seafood stall owner Daisy, they are no worse than those handmaids in the inner courtyard of the palace.

The most important thing is that the old color batch of deer cane is from the Western Regions. Therefore, the level of appreciation is also very different from that of the Central Plains.

Women in the Central Plains are relatively conservative, even in the boudoir, they are dressed very tightly.

The western region is located in a hot zone, and the temperature remains high all year round. Both men and women, the clothes are generally cooler, either waist or arms, reflecting the femininity of women to the fullest.

Although it is located in the Central Plains, the deer staff requires the maids to dress according to the style of the Western Regions.

Not only dressed enchantingly, but also very revealing.

In particular, the playthings of the deer cane, in order to satisfy the special proclivities of the owner, even wear only a thin layer of transparent gauze clothes, snow-white and delicate carcasses, almost all of them are exposed.

That picture, I couldn't stand it.

"It's really spring in Lulao's mansion! Ku Mou has lived in vain for so many years. Hahaha! "

In order to cater to the deer staff and pave the way for his own affair history, Kutoto behaves very loudly, which is very different from his usual personality.

"Haha! Can't think of a bitter master or this mouthful?

Truth be told, these good goods were all obtained by the old man with a lot of effort and hard work. The

deer cane's fingers gently rubbed the beard on his chin, and his expression was extremely proud.

On weekdays

, there will be no other men in the mansion of the second elder Xuanxi, including their own apprentices, who are not allowed to step into the mansion for half a step.

However, due to the status of Kutoutuo, after working together for so long, several people have never torn off and made friends.

Today, it was rare that the bitter head took the initiative to invite him, and the second elder Xuanxian did not hesitate to bring it to the palace to show his sincerity.

And the character of the bitter head and wine-colored disciples is also very suitable for their appetite.

In the exotic room,

several young women with bare breasts and backs are carefully waiting for a few people.

After three rounds of drinking, Kutou Tuo told the second elder Xuanxian all about his privacy.

"I can't imagine that Master Ku is also a merry person, and has a unique taste, hahaha!"

The deer cane took the wine glass and drank it down.

Elder Lu said and laughed, who wasn't a womanizer when they were young? Hahaha. Bitter Tuo said with a smile.

Although he doubts the words of Ku Toutuo, the deer cane will not be bored enough to go to the milk to have a physical examination, and his target is Zhou Zhiruo.

Looking at the bitter head who was pushing the cup with himself, the deer staff smiled very strangely.

The daughter who can do the bitter head is very exciting to think about.

Of course, he is not afraid of retaliation from the other party.

If they fight alone, Deer Cane and Hebiweng may not be sure of winning the bitter head, but if the two join forces, they will not take him seriously at all.

This is also the strength of the deer cane.

In short

, these two are each pregnant with ghosts, and neither is a fuel-saving lamp.

"Here, cheers!"

The deer cane raises a glass with his right hand, holds milk in his left hand, and drinks it all....

The ninth floor of Wan'an Temple, in the torture room.

Su Chen held Erlang's legs and leaned back on the chair.

Su Chen, who took a sip of tea, his face was still extremely cold.

At this moment, where is the slightest bit of arrogance?

"Mrs. Shi, have you ever eaten roasted whole sheep?"

Su Chen hooked the corners of his mouth and spit out a seemingly irrelevant sentence.

Milk Master Tai's eyes were bleak.

"In my hometown, in addition to the method of making cheese, there is also a famous dish called roasted whole lamb."

Hearing this,

the milk master trembled.

The picture of being branded with the word "Su" a few days ago is still vivid, and a white light flashes in her pupils, as if to tell the panic and anxiety in her heart.

Ahem!

Su Chen cleared his throat and said slowly:

"This roasted whole sheep, as the name suggests, is to strip it naked, and tie your hands and feet sideways to a wooden stick.

Spread the underside with a red-burned charcoal fire, then apply a layer of lubricating oil to the surface of the skin.

Bah! Tongue. Brush with a layer of lard, then turn the handle, flip it over a charcoal fire, and cook it until the skin is golden brown before serving.

Amazing fragrance!

Speaking of this, Su Chen involuntarily licked his lips, and a grunt came out of his throat.

On the other hand, the milk master showed fear on her face, and a bad premonition was instantly sent to her heart.

Su Chen nodded in satisfaction, the corners of his mouth grinned, and continued:

"That's right! Right now, you're the naked lamb, hehe! "

Boom!

Milk Master Tai's mind was instantly blank.

Not to mention whether this torture was cruel or not, the incomparably humiliating posture alone was enough to destroy the proud Grandmother.

"Beasts! How can there be such a vicious person as you in the world! "

At this moment, there is still a little bit of grandmaster's demeanor, just like women and children who have no power to bind chickens, they can only be slaughtered by others.

Su Chen turned around and walked towards the charcoal stove, and the charcoal fire that burned red could not reflect the cold and ruthless face.

"Don't talk nonsense, please Mrs. Master!"

As we all know, no matter what kind of meat it is, you must burn the hair first, so that it can be more delicious....

(This book may have to say goodbye to everyone, the author is really unwilling, and he has just entered the very exciting world of comprehensive martial arts maps, but he was helplessly blocked.)

Ay! If you can release it, continue to write!

The new book is open, if you like this genre, welcome to check out the author's new book. Kneel thanks! ）