Beautiful senior brother can never be enchanted

"How many rewards did Senior Brother give you just now? Do you remember?"

"Like... like seven or eight?"

"Seven or eight? You have to make it clear."

"Eight!" Luo Yueming is not the kind of person who hesitates and vacillates. Whether it is seven or eight, it doesn't matter. The main reason is that he doesn't want the big brother to stop. After speaking quickly, he pursed his lips ,? He raised his hand and nodded, "Senior brother, senior brother... still want it."

"Okay, that's all for now, it's too late,? The palms and backs of the hands are full of meat, and this place is still empty. Forgot?"

Xie Shuanghua raised his hand and patted the waist after someone tried it. He immediately tasted the marrow and knew the taste, and said in a hoarse voice, "Yueming, the eight brushes are a gift from the senior brother. Look, you can Still likes?"

"Brush? Made of gold,? Or made of silver? Is it very valuable? Or some kind of peerless martial arts? Who made it? Can it kill people?"

Luo Yueming blinked her eyes and asked with a puzzled face.

In his eyes, the writing brush is useless except for writing and drawing.For example, the judge's pen is just as peerless.

Therefore, he subconsciously thought that the writing brush that the elder brother gave him must not be an ordinary vulgar thing.

And you can give away eight as soon as you give it away... Could it be that,? What kind of treasure is it?

"What's so special about gold and silver? If you want a magic weapon, senior brother will give you some advice."

"No, no, don't ask questions, don't ask questions! Change...change the same thing!"

Are you kidding me?

At the beginning, Ce Wen had explored the secret path with him more than once, and learned from each other.

Now when Luo Yueming sees Ce Wen, images uncontrollably pop up in his mind, those things that are forbearable, shameful, that make people dare not think deeply, even the duodenum feels a little painful.

"You are like this, Ce Wen will be sad when he finds out."

"..."

"Besides, who said that ordinary brushes can't kill people?"

The big brother's words suddenly turned, and he suddenly invaded and pressed him, imprisoning him within an inch, "Yueming, you don't even know how attractive you are now...Hold it, okay?" Okay? Yueming, be obedient."

Luo Yueming still didn't understand what the big brother meant, but the eyes suddenly went dark, which made him struggle to turn around.

It wasn't until seeing Eldest Brother turning the writing brush with his own eyes that he suddenly woke up like a dream, and screamed: "Eldest Brother, what... what are you going to do? Elder Brother, calm down, calm down, Elder Brother!"

But it was already too late, Xie Shuanghua used his spiritual power to dissolve the lock, and firmly trapped Luo Yueming within a square inch, not allowing him to struggle, even ignoring Luo Yueming's resistance.

The writing brush in the palm of the hand spun rapidly, making Luo Yueming's eyes dazzled.

He also wondered in a trance, how the big brother's fingers are so dexterous, they can spin anything.

"Cry, brother, listen, speak louder."

The senior brother wants to listen, not the senior brother wants to listen, that is to say, Xie Shuanghua has already made up his mind to make Luo Yueming cry uncontrollably.So he was forced into a chair without a word.

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother, Woohoo, Senior Brother, Senior Brother... I'm crying, I'm already crying, Senior Brother, Senior Brother, I'm so scared, Senior Brother..."

Luo, who always prided himself on his eloquence, was in a state of confusion at the moment, and couldn't say anything except calling out to his brother.

"Hey, senior brother is here, don't you want to spread branches and leaves for senior brother? What's the use of just a nest of dragon eggs?"

Xie Shuanghua twirled the brush in his hand, and said affectionately in his ear: "Besides, it's a matter between Jiaolong and the priest, what has it to do with us? Yueming, look, the priest can give Jiaolong a life." When the dragon eggs come down, they are all dragons, and there are other dragons, and the brother also wants dragon eggs."

Luo Yueming: "..."

Luo Yueming: "..."

Luo Yueming: "..."

Listen, this is still a human... Bah, is this still something a dragon can say?

What is meant by "they are all dragons, and there are other dragons", how can there be other dragons?From the beginning to the end, he is a big brother!

He actually has the nerve to say such a thing?

Luo Yueming was so angry that his teeth were itching, and he didn't even have time to denounce his elder brother's moral corruption. His whole body was like a small boat under the turbulent waves. He was almost driven out of his wits by a few brushes.

The crying sound stuck in his throat was finally completely unstoppable under the push of the elder brother.

He opened his mouth wide and burst into tears.

"Cry louder, let senior brother listen to how my little Yueming cries, how she even cries so seductively."

Luo Yueming originally thought that a man should not flick his tears easily, so he should be reserved and calm, restrained, but now he realizes that "it's just not at the deepest point", his throat is like a broken bellows, whizzing air-conditioning.

The saliva stuck in his throat seemed to be blocked by cotton, he couldn't swallow it, and could only roll down along the corners of his unclosed lips.

There was darkness in front of his eyes, with black, white, and golden spots flickering. He grabbed the tiger's skin tightly with both hands, almost poking a hole, and the bones of his hands were exposed so fiercely. Kneeling down in the snow by senior brother Taoist.

In the boundless snowy night all over the body, there is a world of ice and snow everywhere, and both knees are frozen, connecting with the earth.It was even crazier than Xue Ye's time.

Luo Yueming couldn't help herself, tears poured out from the corners of her mouth, and dripped down the tiger skin below her body along her fair neck, which soon moistened a small piece.

"...Brother, do you want Yueming's life?"

After hearing this, Xie Shuanghua pretended to be wronged and whispered in his ear: "Yueming, there are other dragons, only this dragon, senior brother, doesn't have it."

Luo Yueming: "..."

Is senior brother... stalking him, or... acting like a baby?

It turned out that the elder brother who was possessed by the demon was like a spring, able to stretch and contract, and the tricks were endless. Give him some hard things for a while, and bound him to the chair without any explanation.

For a while, he gave him some soft things, coaxing and tricking him into a daze.

The elder brother's voice was low and deep, whispering close to his ear, and his warm breath brushed over his neck, a small bright red spot appeared on that piece of jade-like neck, the skin under the flesh The blood vessels burst out ferociously.Reach out and touch it lightly, and you can immediately feel the blood rushing continuously, supplying all the blood to the tailbone.

"Xiao Yueming, besides the writing brush, Senior Brother has something else for you, do you want to see it?"

"I don't want to see... woo woo woo."

However, Senior Brother Xin Mo ignored him and pretended to be deaf. He turned the eight brushes in unison with one hand, and asked him with his ear: "What? Yueming, Senior Brother didn't hear what you said just now. Please say it again."

"I said, don't, turn, move, brush! I... I'm about to die in the... hands of the elder brother."

Xie Shuanghua: "What?"

Luo Yueming: "..."

"What did you say?"

"I'm dying."

"Is about to give birth?"

"die."

"pregnancy?"

"No, Senior Brother," Luo Yueming said with a gloomy face, "It's time like this, let's stop singing to each other, shall we? That brush...can you..."

Hot sweat dripped down from his forehead, his teeth were clenched so tightly that he could almost hear the sound of thumping, and with a bang, a writing brush broke in Xie Shuanghua's palm.

The string that tugged at the tip of my heart broke with a snap.

Luo Yueming felt that the sky above his head was about to collapse——but in fact, the only thing that really collapsed was his trembling, sweaty, slender waist that kept ringing incessantly.

And his legs that can't even kneel, and even his arms that can't be supported at all...

"Eldest brother, woo woo woo, don't you just want me to give you dragon eggs? Live, live! As long as you can afford it, I can give you a hundred babies in one breath!"

That's what Luo Yueming thinks. The Yunling Pill is not a Chinese cabbage sold on the street, and no one buys a bundle of it for three pennies.To put it bluntly, it can be regarded as a relatively precious panacea. One is hard to find, and two are priceless.

He didn't believe that the elder brother could carry a few elixir for him with him.So I wanted to use this to control the strategy of slowing down the army.

At least we can get through the current difficulties!

"you sure?"

"Sure!" Luo Yueming insisted: "As long as the big brother has it, I will swallow it now, as much as I have!"

"Okay, I woke up a few days before you, and I didn't have time to prepare... Actually, there are not many, they are all here."

As he spoke, Xie Shuanghua raised his hand, and a huge glazed bottle suddenly appeared in midair.

"Isn't it? Why are you so well-prepared?" Luo Yueming struggled to look up at the glazed bottle, feeling dizzy, couldn't help but twitched and said, "There are at least a hundred of them here, right? "

"More than that, it's only about three hundred. Senior brother is afraid that you won't be able to swallow it, so he specially added some very sweet things in it."

As he spoke, regardless of whether Luo Yueming was going to die or not, he waved his hand to open the glass bottle, and saw a brown pill.

Each one is about the size of a Buddhist bead, round, uniform in size, and neatly arranged.

This is clearly prepared, not the so-called whim!

What is the moment of spring night, once in the spring breeze, it is clear that he will live forever and ever, and he will be imprisoned in the dragon's nest, and he will live, and live, until no more dragon fetuses can be born!

"Eldest brother, can I take back what I just said? It's because my mind is not clear, it's because my brain lacks a string, it's because my mouth is too short... Big... Big brother..."

"Shh, don't talk, from now on, either shut up, or..." The pitch-black dragon horn swayed in front of Luo Yueming's eyes, exuding a cold light, and pressed against Luo Yueming's ear, whispering inaudibly: "Call……"

The last word was already too low to be heard, but Luo Yueming was still as blessed as a soul, and understood the meaning of the elder brother.

The word stuck between the lips of the senior brother: bed.

As if to verify the authenticity of the senior brother's words, the eight brushes were held in the palm of the senior senior brother in unison, and the slender fingers gently grasped the tip of the brush, and the sound of rain suddenly came from the ear.

"Having a baby is too exhausting, senior brother loves you, here..." Raising his hand to caress Luo Yueming's lips, Xie Shuanghua said softly: "It doesn't matter if you can't eat, but here..."

The big hand slowly stuck to the place where the blood was supplied.

"It has to be swallowed here."