Our priest may be ill

There is no such good-looking person as Gong Tianxue in the world.

He even looks very good-looking when he goes to bed, his eyelashes that are as crisp as butterfly wings tremble slightly with his breath, his black hair is like a waterfall covering his white shoulders, swaying back and forth with his movements, even when he exerts force, his eyebrows are only slightly frowned , every expression reveals the beauty that I still feel sorry for, every inch of skin is dyed with coral-colored emotion, anyone who sees his moist eyes when he is full, will be willing to give everything.

But his life is also really bad.

Li Hufa was forced to raise his body, catering to the chaotic bumps, thinking like this.

"Is it cool?" But the person on his body has no self-consciousness, "Dad's good luck, is it cool for you?"

Protector Li: "..."

By the way, besides being rotten, the leader of the palace has another problem. Ever since he read the little pornographic book hidden by Wang Hufa, he often said some inexplicable things on the bed, which made people lose their interest even after listening to it. up.

If it wasn't for the face of the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world to look at, Li Hufa thought, going to bed with the leader can be said to be no different from going to death.

Gong Tianxue was satisfied to see the reddish eye ends of the person below her because of him, those black jade-like eyes filled with water vapor, staring at her face without blinking.

No matter how unsmiling Li Hufa is usually, at this time, he will honestly show his love to him, even if his skills need to be improved, even if Li Hufa sometimes groans in pain... But those dark eyes are always fixed She stared fixedly at his face, unwilling to move away.

If this is not love, what else can prove that a person has another person in his heart?

Eyes are the most incapable of lying.

Gong Tianxue was at the age of fledgling, and was hugging the person he had loved since childhood. When he was looked at by such "affectionate" eyes, he couldn't hold back. He might have been entangled for more than half an hour, and went three or four times. Only then did he hug the cool body contentedly, chewing on the beautiful marble-like muscles bit by bit, and let out a pleasant sigh.

Li Hufa's feeling was not so good, the young people came and went quickly, and he had a good time three or four times, but he didn't feel good once, instead he was sticky and sweaty, and he was not a person inside and out. taste.

However, the blind teacher raised his head with a flushed face, and said as if he was about to call it a day, "Guardian Li, I, I like..."

Li Hufa slapped down that confusing face, and ruled out all the confusing factors. Recalling every unhappiness the two of them experienced in bed after the leader's miraculous success and leaving the customs, Li Hufa successfully extinguished the little flame in his heart up.

The cool palm slid down from the front of the eyes, excitedly looking at the leader of the palace of Protector Li, only to find that the other party was half kneeling on the bedside to put on his clothes.

"Guarda Li, where are you going? It's still early, let's—"

In the dark night, Li Hufa turned his head slightly, with a trace of coldness flowing from the end of his eyes, his face was hazy and absent-minded just now, but now it was as cold as his sword:

"patrol."

Gong Tianxue swallowed the half-word that was stuck in her throat.

Gong Tianxue, the leader of Chentian Sect, is 28 this year.

In the first 18 years, there was no fourth thing except eating, sleeping and practicing martial arts.Ten years after becoming the leader, bigu has been completed, and it is okay to not eat or sleep. In this way, there is no third thing other than sleeping Li Hufa and practicing martial arts.

Because he was too dedicated and practicing martial arts, he missed the best age to find the leader's wife. Before he knew it, he reached 28, an old age that can be a grandfather in an ordinary family.

Of course, 28 is nothing to martial arts practitioners, but in the traditional Chentian religion, the excellent canon of the leader's bloodline still exerts its powerful restrictive effect. The leader must have a bloodline of his own before the age of 30, and Train him to be the heir to the leader.

For this reason, the elders of the Chentian Church can be said to have broken their hearts, but unfortunately, Gong Tianxue's will has never wavered.

"Adopt one," said the leader of the palace, "I don't have the throne for him to inherit."

Until this day, in the middle of the night, after an hour of "closed-door long talk" with Li Hufa, the disheveled Gong leader rushed out of Cuiwei's gate. Grabbing a messenger, he said:

"Pass down the order of the leader of the sect. From now on, the leader of the sect wants to find a wife. There is no limit to male or female, no age limit, and the number of places is limited. First come, first served."

After finishing speaking, he snorted coldly at the figures patrolling the wall of the Chentian Sect's main altar: "Hmph, I'm going to show you how many people want to climb into the bed of the leader of the sect, how could the leader of the sect care about you alone?" A tasteless wooden man!"

The leader's marriage search is in full swing.

After working for more than half a month, I couldn't find a single qualified candidate for the leader's wife.

There are only two requirements to become the leader's wife, one must be better at fighting than the leader, or be more beautiful than the leader.

The past leaders all chose the latter option, and as a result, their offspring, Gong Tianxue, who has excellent family genes, was completely blocked from finding a wife more beautiful than himself to carry on the family line.

But the ones who can fight better than him are the seniors who are seventy or eighty years old. It would be disrespectful to covet the seniors.

Of course, the main reason is that Gong Tianxue doesn't have a fetish for old age.

"Master, what should we do now?"

The group of elders who have been working hard to find a good partner for the leader is a little bit powerless at this time.

"Let's go to Chang'an." The leader put his hands back, his black and white eyes were shining with an unyielding light, and his pink lips were pursed into a stubborn straight line.

Chang'an is the capital of prosperity, where beauties and heroes appear most frequently.

"That's a good idea," the elders praised, "The leader is wise."

"Open a brothel." The leader said, "I am the only one in the upstairs and downstairs. Those who want to apply for the leader's wife are all standing downstairs, lined up. Whoever I like, I will let her come upstairs. When the time comes, you will come upstairs again." Check her out."

"Blue, brothel?" The elders turned pale with shock.

"Yes." The leader's eyes were clear, his face was radiant, and he looked like he was determined to win, "Chen Tianjiao, let's set off immediately and go to Chang'an!"

The elders only agreed and ordered to go on to do it.

It wasn't until a long time later that they realized that the leader was talking about the kind of embroidery building that throws hydrangea balls. However, the fact that he has devoted himself to martial arts for 28 years and has no time for cultural classes. Although the leader is already in a high position, he is still a real person. illiterate.

In this way, the whole sect mobilized together, and came to the prosperous city of Chang'an for the good marriage of the leader.

Of course, it also included Protector Li.

The author has something to say: Chen Tian teaches a small theater.

Protector Wang: Danxiu Tower... is also a place for women to recruit husbands, right?

Gong Jiaozhu: Humph, don't worry about these details!