Strange events in the imperial capital

Four days ago, God Hunting Realm.

Mr. Shen is here.

The evening sky is still tile-blue tile-blue, as quiet as an abyss ten thousand feet, as clear as a fine porcelain jade bowl, upside down on this land of the gods.

The bronze warriors on the city wall lined up in four rows and eight rows, walking back and forth mechanically without wisdom.On both sides of the corner eaves of the Yongdingmen Archery Tower stands a ghost chariot with a human face. Occasionally, it spreads its big wings, and its treacherous glass eyes rotate to monitor the four directions.

When Mr. Shen fell in, he hit a pile of black skin bags, one on top of the other, and slid out of the black hole space in the corner of the sky.

puff...

Fuck you motherfucker...

As if he had fallen into a muddy swamp, Mr. Shen opened his eyes and picked apart the things around him, and slammed into a black-skinned face with blurred facial features.That guy was devoid of flesh and blood, leaving only a layer of black skin, staring at him with big sunken eye sockets, staring at him in vain.

This... is... what kind of artifact...

Ah ah ah ah ah! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

……

The black hole in the energy field on the horizon opened and closed, then closed and disappeared in a blink of an eye.Shen Chenghe and the Black Death didn't come in the same way, but they all ended up in the same place by chance.He hadn't been in Daxiangfeng No. 3 courtyard before, but even if he hadn't fallen into the big black hole, he had heard of it.He heard from Chu Han and Fang San'er how that black hole swallowed people.

Mr. Shen's first reaction was to think that I'm "fucking up" and out of bounds.

He turned his head to look again, where is Baby Han, and where is the surname Fang?Where can I find the shadows of those two people.

There are black skins all around.The black balls squirmed, and involuntarily crawled towards the only guy in the wilderness that exuded warmth and vitality.

On the picturesque wilderness outside the city of Shendu, the lament of Master Shen's hissing is exhausted: lying ah, don't climb over, don't follow me, why do you climb with me? This place is terrible! ! !Chuchuchuhan, Mr. Fangfang, Mr. Fang, the old man named Fang calls your grandpa, I don’t want the chrysanthemum, I will give it to you, Grandpa Fang, come and take me away, ah ah...

Young Master Shen's howl quickly moved the sky, and the colorful divine bird soared and sang around him in the clouds.

After a while, the squad of bronze men who collected the skins arrived, pushing several heavy wooden carts.The bronze man picked up the large shovel, and with one shovel, he shoveled Mr. Shen who was black and full of mud.The mighty bronze Hercules threw Young Master Shen into the prison wagon...

In less than half a cup of tea, the Urn City inside the Xuanwu Gate Archery Tower in the Divine Capital was in chaos.

The bronze guards on the top of the city gathered in chaos, and the captain of the ghost guard who was on duty at night waved his flag and pointed at the wall angrily: a black skin jumped out of the prison car and tried to escape, catch him!

Shen Chenghe is not stupid. Seeing that the big wooden prison cart slowly entered from under the tower with the three big characters "Xuanwumen" mounted on it, and headed straight for Caishikou, it would definitely not be a good thing to go in, so you can't go there.He jumped out of the wooden prison car, and climbed up the city wall by stepping on the rocks in the cracks of the wall.Relying on his height, long arms and flexible posture, he did not embarrass the primates who have evolved for tens of thousands of years, and jumped up the arrow tower like a gibbon.

In times of crisis, Young Master Shen's bravery and fearlessness were revealed. At any rate, he was sent to the grass-roots troops and trained for several years, so his skills are not weak.

He climbed on the city wall, his lower body was chilly, and he wore a white boxer top on his crotch.

The chic brand-name windbreaker jacket has disappeared, and the trousers he was wearing before are gone.It may be that the wind in the energy field was too strong when it fell in, and the outer skin of the body was peeled off, leaving only the shirt vest and pants inside.At this time, no matter whether you call him Chu Han or Chu Xun, or the eighth-generation ancestor of the Shen family and the Chu family, it is useless.The childhood sweetheart's childhood even left him alone. The loyalty of buddies for 20 years is fucking fake, and he can't rely on others, only himself.Mr. Shen stretched his legs on the wall with a pair of white and rough hair, and stepped up the battlements of the archery tower.

On the top of the wall, the bronze men lined up, like a blue-black cloud covering the top, rushing towards the fleeing spies.Those people's faces were blurred, without any expression, as if they were all bewitched, swallowed a voodoo, and cast a spell. At this moment, they only obeyed the unified orders of the ghost guards, and did not listen to the nonsense of spies like him.

Shen Chenghe actually couldn't escape from the very beginning.The ghost car hovered in the sky, and the glass eyes were fixed on him.

The gargoyle had already smelled the smell of human flesh that excited them.

Where did God get an old fresh meat?

A ghost car circled around and suddenly swooped down, rushing towards the fresh meat that was straddling the wall and brandishing a spear, and pecked at it with its big mouth.

Shen Chenghe didn't have time to guard against it, the big bird was too fast, and went straight to his man's lower third vital point, and grabbed the bird under his crotch in one bite.

He was forced to hold his crotch and fight with the ghost car, resisting.The ghost car has blood-red eyes, and a treacherous and vicious red light flashes in the fierce battle. It flaps its wings, and its face looks like a female.He was so angry that he scolded his mother, this female bird with an ugly horse face was reincarnated by some little bitch who didn't care about men in his previous life, and he was specially made to cut off the mouth of his offspring and grandchildren, so he aimed at his vulnerable vitals without wearing pants.

The ghost car and the bronze man were besieged from both sides. The poor young master Shen was weak and weak. He was running out of ammunition and food, and he was gradually exhausted...

When Shen Dashao was fighting the ghost car on the wall, not far from the sky, a big bird jumped out of the thick clouds in the northwest direction.

The big bird has a wide wingspan, two or three feet wide, and its tail feathers are gorgeous, like a colorful auspicious cloud, it floated over.As it drifted closer and closer, the wind and thunder made the people standing at the top of the city unable to distinguish the flying route.

The big bird carried a ermine chariot on its back, and flew gracefully and steadily.

The man on the seat wears a black hat, two strands of emerald feathers hang down from his temples and fly behind his shoulders, and he wears a cloak woven with thousands of sparrow feathers. With just a glimpse of the mount, he can see the magnificence of his life.

The man riding the big bird saw the man in the underpants hanging on the wall struggling with the ghost car from afar, and sneered from the corner of his mouth: "Hmph."

……

There was no warmth in the laughter, and it spread to Shen Chenghe's ears along the wind, making the hairs on his back stand on end with chills.

He turned his head sharply, and what he saw at a glance again was that big bird with gorgeous belly spread its wings and swept past him.A big hand grabbed it out of thin air, grabbed his neck and lifted it lightly, and he flew up lightly without touching his feet.

The big bird was extremely fast, flapped and closed its wings, and just kicked the gas pedal, and went straight ten miles away.

Those stupid bronze figures on the wall, if you try to look up to the sky, you won't be able to find them, even the ghost car can't catch up with them.

"Where did you get a pair of pickled human flesh skins, heh, dare to mess with my spiritual capital? I'm also looking for... death..."

A bone-chilling and cold voice drilled into his ears.

Shen Chenghe is facing the sky with his face up and down.A big hand condescended to pinch his neck, pinching him so that he couldn't move at all.The strong wind above nine days distorted his facial features, and his face was as red as a pig's liver.He twisted his body and struggled, and what he saw when he opened his eyes was a tall man in a bright red robe, black official hat, official boots, brocade clothes and guards sitting on the chariot.

Shen Chenghe: "..."

Shen Chenghe: "Tan, Dan, young hero Tantai!... Young hero Tantai, save me, don't throw me down, the tower is full of monsters!!"

The eyes of the man riding the bird were covered under the mask, and he was slightly taken aback by howling.

The bird rider: "... Who are you calling?"

"Call it again."

Shen Chenghe had just escaped from the encirclement of the bronze man, he was still in shock, dripping with cold sweat, his mind was so cramped, how could he recognize the person in front of him clearly?What he saw was a handsome guy in an ancient cosplay uniform in a brocade robe and official robe, with similar age, face, and figure, he was buttoned out of the same mold.He shouted without hesitation: "Young master Tantai, young hero Tantai, handsome man Jingting, I offended you so much last time, I shouldn't have touched you and molested you, I shouldn't have teased you with rough words, I shouldn't have taken your things I shouldn't mess with your Buddhist beads, I know I'm wrong, I'm wrong, my mother scared your husband and me to death, my husband kneeled for you, let me go back..."

"It's just... a bunch of nonsense." The man riding a bird asked coldly with an unfathomable expression, "Do you know Tantai Jingting?"

"How do you know him as a person from the mortal world? Have you seen him somewhere?"

Shen Chenghe: "Uh..."

The bird rider: "Where did Tantai Jingting escape?!"

Shen Chenghe: "Huh?"

A sneer appeared on the handsome man's lips, it was really cold to the bone.This man stroked his temples slowly, asked questions in a calm manner, but his hands were inhumane and tender. He just scratched his throat fiercely, and blood was drawn out directly!

Young Master Shen's shrill screams were caught in his throat, and big tears quickly flowed from the corners of his eyes on both sides, and the tears flew into the wind together with the blood.He cried in pain, crying like a pear blossom with rain, his neck was bruised and the veins were thick.This handsome man in uniform is so ruthless, how can this be the gentle, restrained, tantai beauty he likes?This person is definitely not...

Mr. Shen is ignorant and ignorant of knowledge in this area, he just sees that it is a ghost guard in brocade clothes and shouts at random, without carefully discerning the delicate and complicated details of the other party's clothes.

The person in front of him was dressed in a red brocade official robe, with a five-clawed golden dragon with beards hand-painted on his chest, looking ferocious and domineering.This is an embroidered gold python robe.

On the lintel of the official hat is inlaid with a ten-thousand-year meteorite.

A jade belt around the waist.The official boots on the feet are a pair of blazing golden wings and phoenix feather boots.

How could this person be Tantai Jingting?Tantai, the Fushi of Nanzhen, was wearing a fourth-grade hemp yellow flying fish suit. On his chest was a four-clawed dragon with wings. He was riding a flying tiger with golden boots. The decorations or the mounts and chariots are all noble and luxurious, and no one in the gods can compare with them.

The bird-riding man in the red robe, with sharp eyes, suddenly found the object on his wrist, and snapped it off for him.

What Mr. Shen was wearing was a pair of nanmu Buddhist beads that he was thinking about that beautiful woman in his heart.

On the inside of the Buddha beads are several small characters in official script, engraved with the four-character name of Fushi Nanzhen.

This is fate, and he deserves to die like this.The bracelet first caused him to accidentally fall into the energy field, leaving him alone in a terrifying alien space, and then he was caught by the birdman for no reason, and he was tortured and tortured.Shen Chenghe's intestines are regretting now, because he owes it to himself to pick wild flowers and little zombies by the roadside.In the future, not to mention any beautiful men he meets on the road, even those who belong to US dollars, US silver, beautiful Bodhisattvas, and beautiful Buddhas, he will not dare to touch them.

He was pulled up by the brutal man.

The other party seemed to only use two or three points of strength, playing with him between applause, moving him this time and that time, it was enough to make him feel lifeless.

If Mr. Shen could recruit a confession at this moment, he would not hesitate for a second, and immediately bowed his knees and surrendered to the other party. He would never pretend to be a hero.However, how could he tell how that Tantai Jingting fell over, where it is now, and whose hands did it fall into?And who did Tantai Jingting offend before, and what enmity does he have with the person in front of him?He didn't know anything about it.

He really wanted to bring out Chu Han and the two bastards surnamed Fang to confess quickly, but where are Chu Han and the others? Does anyone still care about his life...

There was limited space on Big Bird's back to turn around. Shen Chenghe's upper body was pressed against Bird's neck, his face was pinched to the sky, and he couldn't touch the handlebars with his hands.

There is nowhere to put the legs.He was forced to split his thighs and straddle each other, his calves dangled helplessly at a height of [-] feet, and he tried to pedal for three rounds but couldn't find where the pedals were.

The two of them were facing each other, and his butt was nowhere to hide, it was on the big devil's hip bone.It looked a little ambiguous, but it was actually in a torture position. The guy quickly split him in the middle, and then tore him into two pieces horizontally.

Now that the big devil has discovered Tantai Jingting's bracelet, can he let Mr. Shen go?

The ghost guard is best at using a set of harsh punishments, and he must not let him go, he will beat him until he confesses, and if he fails to get a confession, he will torture him into a trick.

This person grabbed his chest just now, deliberately ripped off his chest hair, and immediately felt a sharp pain in his heart!

"Don't...pull...ah!" Mr. Shen shouted: "I'm masculine, sexy and masculine, I'll fuck you up!"

He felt sorry for those few hairs.He usually uses a razor to trim his whole body, and then puts on some body lotion and hair powder, which is very rare for young people.His shirt was open in a daze, his suit vest was still there, jade pendants were hanging around his neck in disorder, and there was a red mark on his chest that had been brutally abused.There was still a pair of unformed underpants left on the lower body, which were about to be torn apart.

A man with a graceful demeanor and swaying noble spirit, commanded the big bird to soar in the air leisurely one circle, another circle, without rushing at all, taking pleasure in torturing people.

As soon as the bird rider lowered his head, he caught his crotch just in time.

"Okay, you don't know how to confess, I will teach you how to confess."

"You can't figure out where you hid Tantai Jingting, I'll help you think about it carefully..."

The man took the reins of the big bird, tied Mr. Shen's hands above his head, and then took down the hard bow on his shoulders.

It was a tough and gorgeous bow.

Open your arms and pull, the sound of the strings is clear and crisp, and the shadow moves for nine days.The head of the bow is carved into a phoenix bird, and the shape of the head and beak is lifelike.

The beautiful man yanked open Mr. Shen's underpants, ripped them off happily, and let him be completely bare under the blue sky and bright sun. At this time, he put the phoenix head of the big bow against his back acupoint.The bird's beak poked lightly, and it went in.

The man smiled lightly, his smile was bright enough to startle Jiutian, and his voice was warm and deep: "If you don't tell the truth, I will stab this bow inch by inch into your chrysanthemum. I will measure your intestines for you and see how far you can penetrate. How deep."

"If you still don't tell the truth, I'll use this thin and tough bowstring to hang your penis again. I'll play this string and play it slowly. Look at the layer of skin on your thing. How tough, how long can it last."

……

Mr. Shen almost peed in the air.

He was about to collapse.

The man in front of him was elegant and suave, with fair and smooth skin on his fingers, but every word he said was to eat the captives alive, cut the flesh and bones, and then disfigured him, pulled his penis and soaked them in formalin, there was no humanity at all.

He didn't give any lubrication, cruel, rough, just stabbed his ass.

There was a heart-piercing scream under the long white clouds, and everyone who heard it must have been moved to tears on the spot, except for the heartless devil in front of him...