I’m Picking Up Pieces in PUBG

Cover Yuezong.

It's pretty quiet today.

No disciple guarded the mountain gate.

Because...the people of the Fonds are all tied up.

They all stayed in the main hall.

All the disciples were sitting together, their hands and feet were **** with ropes, and their mouths were sealed with tape.

The spiritual power in the body is even more imprisoned, and can only stay in place anxiously just like ordinary people.

An expression of anxiety and trepidation crawled over their pretty faces.

In the middle, Yunmeng, who was bound by the anchored Yunluo and the tortoiseshell.

Jiang Siming, who had been walking around in the Moon Sect, returned to the main hall again and asked Chao Yunmeng: "Where is my girlfriend? Where did you hide it for her?"

Jiang Siming looked around but couldn't find it, and his divine sense couldn't detect Nangongwan's location, so he could only come back to ask Yunmeng, and tore the tape from her mouth.

Yun Meng sneered and said, "Don't think about me telling you."

"Oh, you are a defeated general, and the prisoners under the ranks dare to be hard-headed, I think you really owe you a beating."

"If there is a seed, kill me." Yun Meng was not afraid, and wanted to die.

In fact, being so humiliated, she still wanted to die in front of all the disciples.

I would rather die in battle than be humiliated by Jiang Siming.

But Jiang Siming completely saw her thoughts, instead of killing her, he broke a bamboo stick from outside and returned.

One by one!

Snapped!

The bamboo stick hit Yunmeng.

Jiang Siming's strength is not small, and the bamboo sticks are stained with spiritual power, and it is still very painful to draw it on a monk like Yunmeng in the transformation stage.

A long blood mark appeared on Yunmeng's back.

This sudden physical pain caused Yun Meng to groan without paying attention.

"Say or not?" Jiang Siming asked.

Yun Meng reacted, her face was red as blood, and she was extremely embarrassed. She gritted her silver teeth and gurgled, as if she wanted to kill Jiang Siming!

"You dream!"

"Okay, your mouth is hard." Jiang Siming's donkey's temper also came, and he didn't ask any more, and he just whipped up the wicker.

It's useless for you to be soft with this kind of woman, so you have to beat her!

Bang...

In the hall, the sound of fried pork with bamboo sticks is endless.

There were a lot of streaks on Yunmeng's body, and his clothes were ripped apart.

All the disciples looked at Jiang Siming with hatred, but there was nothing they could do.

Yun Luo desperately tried to stop her, but she couldn't move half a step, her mouth was sealed, she could only cry and watch her sister get beaten.

Woo...

There was a burst of crying in the hall.

Jiang Siming stopped the bamboo stick in his hand and found that Yunmeng was burying his head on the ground, sobbing.

she cried?

She would cry!

"I just want to get my girlfriend back, why do you crazy lady have to beat the mandarin ducks?"

Jiang Siming also didn't want to fight anymore, throwing away the bamboo sticks in his hand, his face was speechless.

I have never seen such a woman. I don't know how BT is in her heart. She has to stop other lovers from meeting when she is dead. You say it is not annoying.

Elder Jiang Siming was wronged and said to all the disciples in the hall and Yun Luo: "I came to cover Yuezong with you, just to bring my girlfriend back. Is this wrong? Ah? You judge."

All the disciples' eyes froze with hatred. Yes, Jiang Siming just came and said that he was looking for Nangong Wan.

It was not deliberately to seek revenge and trouble.

But why did things happen to be like this?

"You master, is it a psychological BT, am I easy to me? Ooo."

The disciples were taken aback for a moment, no, this demon is still crying?

Everyone looked and found that this guy was not crying at all, but was eating...

"Why are you looking at me? Shouldn't I eat something to replenish my strength when I'm tired? Your point is to listen to me, don't look at me, and don't give it to you."

After Jiang Siming finished speaking, he took a bite of cranberry bread. It was so fragrant~

Yun Meng cried for a while, stopped sobbing, and said calmly and firmly: "Wan'er, is the disciple I value most. She will inherit the mantle of the Moon Sect in the future. When you are together, besides giving her a moment of joy, what else can you give her? Watching her stand still and ruining her talent?"

Seeing Yunmeng's mouth, Jiang Siming stopped biting half of the bread in his hand, then tore away Yunluo's tape, and stuffed the half of the bread he had eaten into her mouth.

Yun Luo feels very sick, isn't this indirect kissing?

She wanted to spit it out, but she was directly sealed by Jiang Siming with tape...

As soon as the bread arrives in your mouth...emm...what is it for? How come it has never been eaten...

Jiang Siming said to Yunmeng: "You said she was with me, and the realm was not moving forward? Which eye did you see?"

And asked: "Let me ask you, what kind of cultivation is she now?"

"Medium Jindan."

"What was her cultivation base five years ago?"

"Medium Jindan." Yunmeng replied.

Jiang Siming smiled and said: "It's really funny. She hasn't made any progress in your five years. Before she knew me, she was just a foundation-building monk. We met in a few months, and she was already in the middle of the golden core. Who is it that drags her down? Ha!"

Jiang Siming's last words were shouted into Yunmeng's ears, always mad at him.

Yun Meng said stubbornly: "It was all because of you, which made her have distracting thoughts and couldn't cut off her emotions and desires, so she has only been close enough for five years, and you have hindered her way!"

"I'm pooh! I'm pooh! Pooh! Pooh!" Jiang Siming was so angry that he spit on Yunmeng's face. He was naive.

Yun Meng resisted the urge to kill, if it weren't for being tied up, she would have devoured Jiang Siming's life now.

But after thinking about it, she was a little proud, because she felt that Jiang Siming had nothing to say and could not refute, so she came with such a naive trick.

"I'm obstructing her way? The **** she has cultivated has no future. There are so many ways in the world. How does she know that your sect is practicing this kind of broken way! If I knew her earlier, she is now You have long been a fairy!"

Yun Meng sneered and said, "There are so many ways in the world, is there any way that can be compared with my clan way?"

Jiang Siming responded: "Tao lives in people's hearts and is attached to people's walks. Dao has no distinction between high and low. As long as Dao-mindedness is in mind, any Dao is supreme."

Seeing Yunmeng's unbelieving expression, Jiang Siming continued: "There are thousands of Taoisms in this world, including kendo, guns, boxing, heart... even eating, drinking, prostitution, and gambling can make you a god!"

As soon as these words came out, all the disciples blushed, feeling that Jiang Siming was very wretched, and he was smashing, eating, drinking, and gambling are all the same? How can it be.

Jiang Siming knew that they did not believe them, and said: "Those who eat the Tao, have proved that the Tao of gluttonousness can swallow mountains and rivers, and hide the sun and the moon; those of the Taoism, taste the peerless wine, can be filled with initiation, soaring in the daytime; Fortune can deduce the way of divination; as for the way of prostitution...It is said that whoever knows who prostitutes!"

Yunmeng: "..."

Yun Luo: "..."

All disciples: "..."

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