Hero, I want to accompany you all

Along the way, I will first use these two characters to the best of their abilities, and serve me like an old man.If you are thirsty, someone will give you water, if you are hot, someone will play a fan, if you want to have fun, you can pick something you like, and play tricks.

I am a little bit reluctant to kill Daoist Di Huan.

I returned to the teaching slowly, only to find that the situation was not good, and there was a large group of people waiting for me with knives and guns as soon as I stepped into the mountain gate.Xiao Zhu was just a coachman, and when he got there, he was taken away. Only Daoist Dihuan, who was tied up with a rope, stood behind me and kept getting discouraged: "Do you have a place in this cult? Why do they follow the judge?" Looking at you like a thief?"

The leader Yuan Xu stood at the top of the steps, his eyes fell on Master Di Huan coldly, looked at him for a while, then squinted his eyes and glanced at the crowd.

A middle-aged man with a lean figure and a long beard came out of the crowd and asked in a sharp voice, "Assistant Wen, where is my son Rongcheng?"

It seems that the matter of Rong Cheng's death has been leaked to the main altar. Fortunately, they can still wait for me here so leisurely.This hall master Rong didn't even bring his only son out to the public when he died, and just stayed in the church, um...he must have raised a mistress outside, and there are several illegitimate children to be recognized!

Tsk, death is death for a fellow Taoist, not for a poor Taoist.I'd better pour the dirty water on...not on Daoist Dihuan for now, but on Rongcheng, since there's no proof anyway.

I sneered, pulled Daoist Dihuan and said, "What's wrong with Rongcheng, how do I know? I've only spoken two sentences with the Rongjian envoy since I served as the deputy inspector. The first sentence is that he informed me." The protagonist of this article Daoist Dihuan preached in Luzhou, let’s go to Luzhou first instead of Qingcheng’; the second sentence asked me, ‘You know there is someone who was shot next to the leader’.

I followed him to Luzhou, but I really don't know who was slapped and smashed.I selfishly thought that Deputy Envoy Rong became so strange, it must have been taught by the Daoist Dihuan, so while he was sleeping with a few brothers accompanying him, I decided to tie up this fake Taoist priest on my own, and returned to hand over to the leader for disposal ——Master Rong, what you want to ask is whether the envoy Rong has been in contact with this real person, or has he been slapped for asking from me? "

In fact, I still think it would be more enjoyable to just say, "I killed Rong Cheng, how about that?" and stab his father to death with a sword.But that's okay, if Rong Cheng is splashed with sewage first, the old man won't be able to escape.

Coveting the holy things of the sect—although it is an expired IPAD with no battery, it is a crime of decapitation to put it in any sect, it depends on whether Yuan Xu wants to deal with him.Even if his life is spared, a few days of suspension for inspection is still necessary. If I can't coax him to parachute me into the Changkong Hall as the hall master within these few days, I'll just kill the old man.

Yuan Xu was still not fooled, he glanced at me with a dead face, and said calmly: "Senior Brother Chi, this real Dihuan will be under your custody for a while. Hall Master Rong, you don't need to worry too much, let Rong Cheng go first. Recall the main altar, let him discuss the matter before we take care of it."

Then I'm sorry, Rongcheng is already dead and can't die anymore.But being able to hand over Daoist Dihuan to Hall Master Chi who is in charge of intelligence instead of Hall Master Rong who is in charge of criminal responsibility, this shows that Rong is already under his suspicion.I stretched out my hands to hold the corners of my eyes to prevent my smug look from showing too much, raised my face and smiled at the leader.

One day, sooner or later, this little goblin will have to be taught a good lesson, and let him pretend to separate from me in front of so many people, is it clear?

We reunited after a long absence, and when we were about to go to bed hand in hand, Hall Master Rong suddenly wailed: "Master! Don't be fooled by those who favor you. My son Rong Cheng has already been killed by him. He is talking nonsense on purpose and alienating his family." The relationship with the leader! That Daoist Dihuan is... Who knows what he does, the leader must not listen to Ah Wen's one-sided words..."

Yuan Xu looked at him majesticly and indifferently: "The news in the sub-altar newspaper is all normal, but Rong Cheng has never said a word back to the main altar since he left the sect. How can Master Rong be so sure that something bad happened to him? Ah There is no need to distinguish whether the words heard are true or not, it will only be known after Hall Master Chi checks."

Standing next to him was a much younger and more handsome man, who cupped his fists at the leader: "Your subordinates will live up to what the leader entrusts you with."

This hall master Chi is the teacher's brother, so he must have a stronger relationship with him than mine, and sooner or later he must be brought down as well.It's best to let him and Hall Master Rong die together... Besides, the most important thing now is to get rid of the IPAD in the hands of the leader, so that he can go back to coax the elder brother.

After being locked up for so many days, I didn't have any gifts that I could get, so I was a little embarrassed to see him.

After the trial was over, I watched Reverend Di Huan go away, and I deeply hoped that he would send out the aura of the leading role and take or destroy the Hall Master Chi and others of Feiying Hall.After silently blessing him for a while, I had a banquet with the leader, returned to the main courtyard at night, and threw myself into his arms as soon as I entered the door.

"Baby, do you miss me?"

Cough, it's too bad, I have been with Daoist Dihuan and Xiao Zhu for a long time these two days, and I just called him baby when I opened my mouth.In fact, the leader is boring, and this kind of word is not good to hear, so he likes to let me meet his master.

He didn't know why he was so aggressive, he directly grabbed me from my body, and asked with a calm face, "How did Rong Cheng die?"

Well, here we come.I leaned on him and smiled: "Master, I said that about Hall Master Rong just now, don't you blame me?"

He pursed his lips and frowned, "You really think I don't know that Rong Cheng is dead? But he is the chief envoy and you are the deputy envoy, and now he died outside without knowing why, and none of his subordinates came back. This matter is not easy to explain.”

There is nothing to explain, I killed the person with my own hands.I followed his meaning and sighed: "Rongcheng died in the living room. When I was dying, I was dragged by Director Ji to talk about repairing the Laojun Palace, and the people next to me took Daoist Dihuan to wander around... I was at that time. I vaguely guessed that it was just that people were dividing the altar and only wanted to protect themselves, so they first put the blame on Daoist Dihuan, and then escaped under the pretext of reporting Islam."

I raised my eyes, and said as sincerely as possible: "But I think Rongcheng deserved what he deserved. His worship of Daoist Dihuan is far more than that of the godfather, and he even asked me to steal a pat from you in private... Are you Didn't you raise Xiaoqinger behind my back? Can't I feed you enough?"

Maybe it was because I had been in this brainwashing cult for a long time, but when I told lies, I was so confident and forceful that I forced the leader to retreat step by step, and turned his head helplessly: "What little love, what he wants you to steal is the sacred object of this religion!" , the IPAD that the ancestor brought with him when he traveled through time. If you don’t understand this, don’t make trouble.”

I don't understand?When I was serializing, the advertisements floating on the webpage had copycat IPADs!

I took his hand and went up to him and kept asking him: "What is an IPAD? Is it something that can be blown out? Is it a racket or something? If you say it's not a human being, what is it? Let me have a look, right? I He won’t steal your things, Daoist Di Huan is also a time traveler, so he will talk about how to reveal the aura of the protagonist, our god ancestor is also a time traveler, his things must be unusual.”

Anyway, the leader always thinks that I am amnesiac, so it is not a breach of peace if I pretend not to know about it.After being coquettish for a long time, he refused to spit it out, so he had no choice but to use some special methods to force him——

I locked the door, blew out the candle, listened to the sound and recognized the position, grabbed the leader, half-kneeled down and gently licked his soft and drooping thing through the clothes.He's quite obedient, he probably didn't look for someone behind my back, he stood up as soon as I touched it, and the piece of cloth rubbed against my face tremblingly.

I love it this way.Lips and teeth usually have to eat and talk. After various exercises, their mobility is better than that of the intestinal wall muscles. They can also be helped by hands, and they can be forced as much as they want.I've been tempted to get angry, but I can still have a good time if I push it down...or how many times?

With a slight force of my fingers, I tore off the layers of cloth on his crotch, revealing a little acquaintance who has been greeting me for a long time.This baby once served me very comfortably, but at that time I just entered the industry and didn't know much, and I don't know if I try him now, whether it will still be as delicious as before.

No matter what, I first gave him a close kiss with proper etiquette, then shook hands with him, and greeted him again: "I will make you cry until you can't cry tonight, little...Master."

In the following time, I have been practicing this.Sure enough, the leader is still as delicious as I remember. Although I have also opened foreign meat, the taste of this home-cooked dish is indeed nostalgic.

Just tasting that little thing makes my mouth dry.He twisted his body in front of me, panting heavily, and would grab my head and press it hard when he was excited.I sometimes tapped with the tip of my tongue to match his movements, and sometimes scratched with the tooth surface, forcing him to make a burst of nice sounds, and finally wept bitterly in my mouth without any resistance.

Hmph, I have experienced many battles these days, how can his tactics be something he can resist?

Later, I pressed him on the ground again, while controlling the movements to slowly wrap his parts up and down, while kissing and kneading his sensitive parts, which stimulated him so much that he could no longer put on that pretending B attitude. Come on, honestly hug me and roll around on the ground, the movements are as violent as if you want to kill someone.

It's a pity that what he met was me who had undergone advanced training in willpower.I patiently controlled my body and mind, sometimes relaxing and sometimes tightening, making him unable to get up and down, and he still couldn't get rid of his sticking to me.

It wasn't until he lost his mind and only knew to work hard on me that I saw the right time and asked him if he would give me the IPAD now, and let him come out comfortably as long as he gave me.

He refused without thinking.

So I also happily tried all kinds of methods to make him reach the peak on me, and then tapped his acupoints while he was unconscious, and tied him up with the love-to-death-admiration binding technique.

Anyway, people outside can guess what the two of us can do in the house, and no one comes to ask when we get up late in the morning.I tied him up very patiently, doing it again and again with my hands and mouth, until he broke through the limit of fatigue mentally and physically, completely lost the ability to defend himself, and confessed everything that should be confessed according to my words.

I hastened to untie his acupoints, and did it twice with him heartily again, confusing his memory of the torment that almost forced a confession last night.

Then I threw him on the bed, moved the bookcase according to his instructions, and found a secret room from the back.There are not only the IPAD we want, but also the account books of Chongyuan Sect, the contact information of local branches, as well as the cult's sphere of influence, code words and other things.

These things must be mine in the future.Soon it will be mine too.

I took out the iPad, climbed back on the bed, leaned on the leader, and asked innocently: "Is this thing so powerful? It looks like it's broken, is it a hidden weapon or something?"

He is still a little unconscious now, he supported me with one hand, and touched the screen that was cracked into a spider web with the other and said: "This is the token of the succession of the leader of our religion. A traitor who usurped the throne and seeks power."

Well, a good thing, although it is old, old and broken, but it is the last word to be able to exchange rights.Now that it's in my hands this time, I can't return it to him.