so long

The recovery efficiency of Beitong City is very slow.

It has been exactly five days since the end of the war, but no one has returned, as if this place has become a dead city.

Abandoned stalls can be seen everywhere, fruits that have rotted on the ground for a long time, trampled tables and chairs, broken thresholds, smashed doors, messy footprints, swords inserted into the ground and dried blood on the swords.

The mass grave outside Beitong City was also full of corpses. It had been covered with thin layers of snow before, and now it was washed by the rain. Even the crows didn't bother to fly to add a sense of sadness to it.

A group of people hurried in from outside the city. The men on horseback were all wearing coir raincoats and big hats that could cover half of their faces. The black horses roared and galloped in the dark rainy night, swaying on one side as if they were on horseback. Lanterns that are about to fall or get wet from the rain illuminate the road ahead and spread a faint light around them.

The horseshoe trampled on puddles of puddles and splashed countless mud spots, breaking the silent night of Beitong. The bottom is also full of charm, but it seems to be looking for something aimlessly.

The leader was wearing exotic accessories on belts, his hair was loose, blown up, and was wet in a moment, and the hair was messy and stuck to the collar with the dark pattern symbolizing power.

It was late at night, and the BMW that had been running for a long time also needed to rest. The leader stood on a higher ground and looked down at Beitong. Suddenly, he saw an inn in the city that was still lit with a faint candlelight, so he waved back , leading the people behind him towards the inn.

the other side.

A group of people came from Lincheng, also with tall heads, big horses, bamboo hats and coir raincoats. They walked straight through the once bustling streets, intending to go to Baiding Peak, but they saw a lighted inn not far away.

This is very strange, after all, I have never seen anyone staying here for a while before, and suddenly a guess was formed in the mind of the young man walking in the front, but he was not sure, because it could not be ruled out that it was a passing passenger.

During the heavy rain, the bean-sized raindrops hit people, as if they were carrying hail, and had a strange touch. You should wait for a while, and then go up the mountain after the rain is lighter. Otherwise, the road in the cave is very muddy and it is impossible to walk up.

Subconsciously, the person who rode at the front led the people behind to go to the only inn with a little candlelight, and a certain premonition became stronger, as if the person he was looking for, who he had been looking for for so long, was right here. There.

The young man was dressed in a gray and white robe, with a heroic posture, facing the wind and rain, he left the houses on both sides behind him, and almost instantly distanced himself from his companions behind him.

But soon the people behind him followed closely, as if the entrance to hell was right ahead, and they couldn't miss it.

and so.

The two groups of people stopped under the only inn with candlelight almost at the same time.

The leaders on both sides pulled the reins first, and the fierce horse gave a long cry, raised its front hooves and then fell heavily.

In the rain curtain, the sound of horses and the sound of drawing swords were heard one after another!

Because of the heavy rain, they couldn't see each other's faces clearly, and half of them were covered by bamboo hats. They both had ghosts in their hearts or were not good people, so they stalemate for a while.

But it seemed that they didn't want to cause trouble here, so the two leaders asked the attendants behind them to put away their weapons, and tried to enter the dark inn on the first floor without interfering with each other.

At the same time, in a certain room on the second floor, there was still an eclectic scene a few minutes ago.

Lying on that small bed was a man covered in fine sweat, his skin was wet and red, his legs were erected and rested on the shoulders of the young man below. In the seldom visited acupoints.

The back hole was full of water, and the bright red hole was inserted by fingers, and the thin folds were suddenly stretched, and the soft package accommodated the fingers that were increasing one by one.

There was a constant sound of 'guji guji' from the back acupoint, and the intestinal fluid was slowly brought out from the depths by the young man's slender fingers, flowing down the round buttocks, or dripping directly from the young man's white fingertips, onto the bed sheet Converged into a small puddle.

The strong yet gentle pleasure made Ning Jingyao, who was lying on the bed and it was difficult to get up without help, sink, and the nasal moan also turned several turns very seductively, holding her hand on her The clothes on Chongyun's back on his body seemed to be unbearably pitiful...

Yin Shen has a lot of hand movements, and his ventriloquism is much worse, but it quickly defeated Ning Jingyao. Moaning, a drop of transparent tears fell from the corner of his eyes, wanting to shoot out instantly. Immortal water also splashed out immediately, flooding it.

Chong Yun kissed Ning Jingyao on the cheek after the climax, and Yin Shen wiped her cheek with a clean cloth, but soon after the sound of horseshoes came from outside, the two of them immediately stopped their hands and looked at each other. serious.

After a while, Yin Shen seemed to notice that those people had entered the inn, so Yin Shen walked barefoot to the table, blew out the candles, and the room fell into darkness for a moment.

"Hmm... what's the matter?" The man's voice was still laziness after the tide, rustling, like a cat basking in the sun.

Ning Chongyun also got off the bed, kissed the man's hair, and leaned into the man's ear and said, "It's nothing, go to sleep if you're sleepy, Daddy, it's just that there are a few little mice... I'll be back in a while."