"Could it be that you want me to join you Manqing?" The ancestor of Xuedao sneered, "Now the Great Mongol Kingdom is the most powerful country in the world. There are a few countries that are stubbornly resisting, but they are just lingering. My ancestor, I will be stupid and go to Manchu with you?"
"Old Ancestor, you know Qiu Xiang, if I persuade you to join Manqing, that would be an insult to your IQ." Wei Xiaobao quickly waved his hand, "Of course what I'm talking about is to make you a Marquis and Prime Minister in Mongolia."
"Hey, you're not afraid of flashing your tongue when you talk big." The ancestor of Xuedao sneered, "Let's not talk about you, even your little Emperor Kangxi doesn't have this ability."
"Of course the emperor is much more capable than me, but it's just..." Wei Xiaobao deliberately paused.
The ancestor of the blood knife really asked curiously: "Just what?"
"It's just that there are some things the emperor can't do," Wei Xiaobao pointed to himself, "but I don't have such worries."
"What's the matter?" Patriarch Xuedao looked at him suspiciously.
"For example... betraying the interests of the Qing Empire." Wei Xiaobao smiled inscrutablely.
Blood Knife Patriarch's heart skipped a beat, thinking that there might be something really going on, he quickly shouted: "Be more specific!"
"As far as I know, your Mongolian Great Khan Temujin divided the power of the entire Mongolian country into four parts, among which the most elite troops were led by him and the fifth emperor's grandson Xu Liegu on an expedition to the western countries, and then sent the fourth emperor's grandson Kublai Khan to attack Kingdom of Jin and Kingdom of Song, nephew Ruyang King Chahan attacked the Western Regions, and finally your master, the grandson of the Seven Emperors, Ali Bu...da stayed on the Mongolian prairie and plotted against my Qing Dynasty. If I remember correctly, the other three roads are all The situation is like a broken bamboo, so your master is the most embarrassing." Wei Xiaobao laughed and secretly rejoiced that he used to be by Xiao Xuanzi's side and listened to him talk a lot, so he knew the situation in the world.
"Our lord is Brother Ali!" The ancestor of Xuedao glared at him angrily.
"Ali Buda, Ali Bu is just one word missing, it doesn't matter, I didn't call him Ali Baba." Seeing that the Blood Knife Patriarch was about to have an attack, Wei Xiaobao said quickly, "Did my analysis just now be correct?"
"Hmph, your national strength in the Manchu Qing Dynasty is not weak, and Kangxi has many capable ministers and generals. In addition, Prince Sheng Jingbao and Wu Sangui of Shanhaiguan are fighting each other. It's nothing for our prince to suffer a little loss for a while." The ancestor of Xuedao insisted , but he knew in his heart that the Seventh Prince had done nothing for so many years.
Brother Ali is watching the battle reports from the other three channels every day in the tent, and his temper is getting worse and worse. Ruyang Wang Chahan is fine. Brilliant, but I am ashamed, and the situation for the next Khan will become more and more unfavorable in the future...
As one of Brother Ali's confidantes, the ancestor of Xuedao didn't know the master's troubles
"If only I had a way to be able to
Let your prince reverse the current situation, how do you think your prince will reward you? "Wei Xiaobao asked with squinted eyes.
Patriarch Xuedao's heart moved, if the Seventh Prince can achieve brilliant results against the Manchus, and he is the Great Khan's favorite grandson, the position of the next Great Khan may not leave him. As long as the prince is on the throne, it will not be difficult for him to become a marquis and pay homage to him.
"Tell me, if the ancestor thinks it is reasonable, maybe he will let you go. If you know that you are playing tricks on the ancestor, hehe, the blood knife of the ancestor can cut iron like mud. When the time comes Cut off your flesh with one knife, and turn you into a human stick." The ancestor of the blood knife made several gestures on Wei Xiaobao's body with a shining knife.
The skin was stimulated by the cold blade with goosebumps, Wei Xiaobao hastily pushed his knife away lightly, and said with a flattering smile: "If I lie to you, ancestor, wouldn't I be impatient."
"Your lord has enough soldiers and food, the reason why you can't start the situation is mainly because our emperor joined forces with Shanhaiguan Wu Sangui and Prince Sheng Jingbao to form a fighting situation, which makes you face enemies every time, isn't it?" Wei Xiaobao asked. road.
"Yes." The ancestor of the blood knife admitted that every time the Seventh Prince would spend a lot of troops to defend the other two routes before sending out troops, he always felt helpless in the face of the impregnable defense line of the Manchu and Qing Dynasties.
"Then what if I have a way to make Kangxi destroy the Great Wall?" Wei Xiaobao thought to himself: Xiaoxuanzi, in a critical moment, don't blame me if you offend.
The ancestor of Xuedao's heart was beating wildly. If Man Qingguo committed suicide by himself, wouldn't the Seventh Prince's chance come? Hastily asked: "How to destroy?"
Seeing him cheating, Wei Xiaobao heaved a sigh of relief, and quickly explained: "Wu Sangui has long been rebellious and wanted to be emperor himself, Prince Bao has always been thinking about the throne in the Forbidden City, and Kangxi has long wanted to get rid of the two of them, but It's a pity that your seventh prince just called over at this time, and the three parties had no choice but to put aside their personal grievances first and unanimously speak to the outside world."
"You mean that if our Seventh Prince retreats, they will kill each other?" The blood knife ancestor was overjoyed.
"It's not that easy," Wei Xiaobao rolled his eyes at him, "However, as long as you let me return to Kangxi, under my fanning the flames, Kangxi will definitely attack them both, and when the civil strife arises, you Seventh Prince will come out again Isn't that fisherman who deserves profit like his mother's broken bamboo?"
"What good will this do for you?" The Blood Knife Patriarch didn't fully believe it, but looked at Wei Xiaobao suspiciously.
"I, Wei Xiaobao, have no great ambitions. I just want to be a high-ranking official. Then I have money to gamble on and beautiful women to play with. As for who is the master, it doesn't matter." The world is the trend of the times, I am not here to find a way out for myself as soon as possible. When the ancestor goes back, he hopes to speak more kindly to the Seventh Prince. Xiaobao's future prosperity and wealth will depend on him." Chapter 70 Qiao eloquent
"Hahaha, that's for sure." Patriarch Xuedao patted Wei Xiaobao on the shoulder, the two looked at each other and laughed loudly.
"I don't know what's funny about the two of you, can you tell Hong?" A cold voice came from not far away, and the two turned their heads in amazement, only to find that Hong Antong was already standing three feet away.
The Blood Knife Patriarch secretly yelled that it was a pity, he had heard someone a long time ago, pretended to be ignorant, and laughed loudly with his arms around Wei Xiaobao, but his right hand was holding onto the Blood Knife tightly, if the other party wanted to sneak attack from behind, he would have already received a fatal blow.
"So it's Hierarch Hong. I don't know what's going on in the camp?" The Blood Knife Patriarch held the handle of his knife and looked at him defensively.
"Yuan Chengzhi was seriously injured, and Sang Jie broke his arm. If Chen Jinnan, the Heaven and Earth Society, suddenly appeared, the old man would have taken Yuan Chengzhi's life." Hong Antong snorted coldly.
"Master is here to save me~" Wei Xiaobao couldn't help feeling warm in his heart.
Hearing Wei Xiaobao's words just now, the Blood Knife Patriarch has long been moved and intends to take the credit for himself, so he fooled Hong Antong and said: "Patriarch, I am going to take this little boy to Mongolia now, I don't know what Master Hong wants?" Hierarch
"Naturally, I will escort him to Mongolia with the ancestor, and meet the Seventh Prince by the way." Hong Antong smiled slightly.
Noticing the agitated expression of the Blood Knife Patriarch, Wei Xiaobao felt anxious, and quickly shouted: "Patriarch, you must not believe what he said, I fell for the wife of this old turtle, and this old turtle has been trying to skin me for cramps... "
Wei Xiaobao didn't dare to say that Hong Antong coveted the forty-two chapter scriptures on his body, if he said it, it was hard to guarantee that the blood knife ancestor would not become greedy. In a hurry, he quickly made up a lie to make the ancestor of Xuedao believe that Hong Antong and himself had a deep hatred, and wished to cut him into pieces...
The greatest hatred in the world is the hatred of killing one's father, the hatred of taking one's wife, killing one's father... Considering the age difference between Hong Antong and himself, the blood knife ancestor is not a fool; so he had to use the hatred of taking his wife.
Hong An was trembling with anger: "Bastard, you can get within three feet of my wife just because you are a scoundrel?"
"Old tortoise, you don't even look in the mirror yourself, you are so big and have white hair, and you married such a coquettish young wife, do you still have the ability to satisfy her? She has nothing to eat at home, so of course she goes outside I'm here to look for food, all of your subordinates are afraid of you, I'm not afraid!" Wei Xiaobao's words accidentally hit the greatest pain in Hong Antong's heart.
Wei Xiaobao knew that if the blood knife patriarch was not allowed to believe that the two were inseparable today, all the previous efforts would be in vain. Although looking at Hong Antong's ferocious appearance was a bit timid, he still gritted his teeth and continued to add fuel and jealousy: "Not only did I get close to Hong Antong Madam's body can still enter her body." She shrugged her waist obscenely as she spoke, and licked her lips with her tongue, "Tsk tsk tsk, Madam Hong's delicate body is really white and slippery, she needs so much Ah~"
"I killed you little bastard!" Hong Antong couldn't bear it any longer, and punched him.
Reminiscent of Mrs. Hong's coquettish and coquettish appearance, Wei Xiaobao scolded more and more vigorously, and he became excited, but Hong Antong turned around and arrived at a distance of several feet. I can't even move my feet.
The blood knife patriarch's sweet dream of becoming a marquis and worshiping a minister still depends on Wei Xiaobao, so how could he watch him die. Holding the blood knife all the time to be on guard, when there was a flash of light from the knife, Hong Antong had to retreat a few feet away.
"Patriarch Xuedao, this little bastard insulted me too much, do you really want to help him?" Hong Antong waited for Patriarch Xuedao viciously.
"Why should Master Hong be so angry? Those who clean themselves will be cleared..." Patriarch Xuedao thought to himself: He had heard about Mrs. Hong's beautiful name a long time ago, but Hong Antong's age is inhumane at first glance. Could it be that Mrs. Hong is really lonely? I can't bear it... Hehe, Wei Xiaobao's taste is a bit similar to that of our ancestors. I will also go to Shenlong Island as a guest someday to experience Mrs. Hong's style.
Noticing the wretched expression of the ancestor of Xue Dao, and thinking of his reputation of being obscene with women, Hong An Tong Da Chapter 71: The Dragon Sect Master Who Produces Smoke from Seven Orifices
"Naturally, I will escort him to Mongolia with the ancestor, and meet the Seventh Prince by the way." Hong Antong smiled slightly.
Noticing the agitated expression of the Blood Knife Patriarch, Wei Xiaobao felt anxious, and quickly shouted: "Patriarch, you must not believe what he said, I fell for the wife of this old turtle, and this old turtle has been trying to skin me for cramps... "
Wei Xiaobao didn't dare to say that Hong Antong coveted the forty-two chapter scriptures on his body, if he said it, it was hard to guarantee that the blood knife ancestor would not become greedy. In a hurry, he quickly made up a lie to make the ancestor of Xuedao believe that Hong Antong and himself had a deep hatred, and wished to cut him into pieces...
The greatest hatred in the world is the hatred of killing one's father, the hatred of taking one's wife, killing one's father... Considering the age difference between Hong Antong and himself, the blood knife ancestor is not a fool; so he had to use the hatred of taking his wife.
Hong An was trembling with anger: "Bastard, you can get within three feet of my wife just because you are a scoundrel?"
"Old tortoise, you don't even look in the mirror yourself, you are so big and have white hair, and you married such a coquettish young wife, do you still have the ability to satisfy her? She has nothing to eat at home, so of course she goes outside I'm here to look for food, all of your subordinates are afraid of you, I'm not afraid!" Wei Xiaobao's words accidentally hit the greatest pain in Hong Antong's heart.
Wei Xiaobao knew that if the blood knife patriarch was not allowed to believe that the two were inseparable today, all the previous efforts would be in vain. Although looking at Hong Antong's ferocious appearance was a bit timid, he still gritted his teeth and continued to add fuel and jealousy: "Not only did I get close to Hong Antong Madam's body can still enter her body." She shrugged her waist obscenely as she spoke, and licked her lips with her tongue, "Tsk tsk tsk, Madam Hong's delicate body is really white and slippery, she needs so much Ah~"
"I killed you little bastard!" Hong Antong couldn't bear it any longer, and punched him.
Reminiscent of Mrs. Hong's coquettish and coquettish appearance, Wei Xiaobao scolded more and more vigorously, and he became excited, but Hong Antong turned around and arrived at a distance of several feet. I can't even move my feet.
The blood knife patriarch's sweet dream of becoming a marquis and worshiping a minister still depends on Wei Xiaobao, so how could he watch him die. Holding the blood knife all the time to be on guard, when there was a flash of light from the knife, Hong Antong had to retreat a few feet away.
"Patriarch Xuedao, this little bastard insulted me too much, do you really want to help him?" Hong Antong waited for Patriarch Xuedao viciously.
"Why should Master Hong be so angry? Those who clean themselves will be cleared..." Patriarch Xuedao thought to himself: He had heard about Mrs. Hong's beautiful name a long time ago, but Hong Antong's age is inhumane at first glance. Could it be that Mrs. Hong is really lonely? I can't bear it... Hehe, Wei Xiaobao's taste is a bit similar to that of our ancestors. I will also go to Shenlong Island as a guest someday to experience Mrs. Hong's style.
Noticing the wretched expression of the ancestor of Xue Dao, and thinking of his reputation of being obscene with women, Hong An Tong Da Chapter 71: The Dragon Sect Master Who Produces Smoke from Seven Orifices
"Naturally, I will escort him to Mongolia with the ancestor, and meet the Seventh Prince by the way." Hong Antong smiled slightly.
Noticing the agitated expression of the Blood Knife Patriarch, Wei Xiaobao felt anxious, and quickly shouted: "Patriarch, you must not believe what he said, I fell for the wife of this old turtle, and this old turtle has been trying to skin me for cramps... "
Wei Xiaobao didn't dare to say that Hong Antong coveted the forty-two chapter scriptures on his body, if he said it, it was hard to guarantee that the blood knife ancestor would not become greedy. In a hurry, he quickly made up a lie to make the ancestor of Xuedao believe that Hong Antong and himself had a deep hatred, and wished to cut him into pieces...
The greatest hatred in the world is the hatred of killing one's father, the hatred of taking one's wife, killing one's father... Considering the age difference between Hong Antong and himself, the blood knife ancestor is not a fool; so he had to use the hatred of taking his wife.
Hong An was trembling with anger: "Bastard, you can get within three feet of my wife just because you are a scoundrel?"
"Old tortoise, you don't even look in the mirror yourself, you are so big and have white hair, and you married such a coquettish young wife, do you still have the ability to satisfy her? She has nothing to eat at home, so of course she goes outside I'm here to look for food, all of your subordinates are afraid of you, I'm not afraid!" Wei Xiaobao's words accidentally hit the greatest pain in Hong Antong's heart.
Wei Xiaobao knew that if the blood knife patriarch was not allowed to believe that the two were inseparable today, all the previous efforts would be in vain. Although looking at Hong Antong's ferocious appearance was a bit timid, he still gritted his teeth and continued to add fuel and jealousy: "Not only did I get close to Hong Antong Madam's body can still enter her body." She shrugged her waist obscenely as she spoke, and licked her lips with her tongue, "Tsk tsk tsk, Madam Hong's delicate body is really white and slippery, she needs so much Ah~"
"I killed you little bastard!" Hong Antong couldn't bear it any longer, and punched him.
Reminiscent of Mrs. Hong's coquettish and coquettish appearance, Wei Xiaobao scolded more and more vigorously, and he became excited, but Hong Antong turned around and arrived at a distance of several feet. I can't even move my feet.
The blood knife patriarch's sweet dream of becoming a marquis and worshiping a minister still depends on Wei Xiaobao, so how could he watch him die. Holding the blood knife all the time to be on guard, when there was a flash of light from the knife, Hong Antong had to retreat a few feet away.
"Patriarch Xuedao, this little bastard insulted me too much, do you really want to help him?" Hong Antong waited for Patriarch Xuedao viciously.
"Why should Master Hong be so angry? Those who clean themselves will be cleared..." Patriarch Xuedao thought to himself: He had heard about Mrs. Hong's beautiful name a long time ago, but Hong Antong's age is inhumane at first glance. Could it be that Mrs. Hong is really lonely? I can't bear it... Hehe, Wei Xiaobao's taste is a bit similar to that of our ancestors. I will also go to Shenlong Island as a guest someday to experience Mrs. Hong's style.
Noticing the wretched expression of the ancestor of Xue Dao, and thinking of his reputation of being obscene with women, Hong An Tong Da Chapter 71: The Dragon Sect Master Who Produces Smoke from Seven Orifices
"Naturally, I will escort him to Mongolia with the ancestor, and meet the Seventh Prince by the way." Hong Antong smiled slightly.
Noticing the agitated expression of the Blood Knife Patriarch, Wei Xiaobao felt anxious, and quickly shouted: "Patriarch, you must not believe what he said, I fell for the wife of this old turtle, and this old turtle has been trying to skin me for cramps... "
Wei Xiaobao didn't dare to say that Hong Antong coveted the forty-two chapter scriptures on his body, if he said it, it was hard to guarantee that the blood knife ancestor would not become greedy. In a hurry, he quickly made up a lie to make the ancestor of Xuedao believe that Hong Antong and himself had a deep hatred, and wished to cut him into pieces...
The greatest hatred in the world is the hatred of killing one's father, the hatred of taking one's wife, killing one's father... Considering the age difference between Hong Antong and himself, the blood knife ancestor is not a fool; so he had to use the hatred of taking his wife.
Hong An was trembling with anger: "Bastard, you can get within three feet of my wife just because you are a scoundrel?"
"Old tortoise, you don't even look in the mirror yourself, you are so big and have white hair, and you married such a coquettish young wife, do you still have the ability to satisfy her? She has nothing to eat at home, so of course she goes outside I'm here to look for food, all of your subordinates are afraid of you, I'm not afraid!" Wei Xiaobao's words accidentally hit the greatest pain in Hong Antong's heart.
Wei Xiaobao knew that if the blood knife patriarch was not allowed to believe that the two were inseparable today, all the previous efforts would be in vain. Although looking at Hong Antong's ferocious appearance was a bit timid, he still gritted his teeth and continued to add fuel and jealousy: "Not only did I get close to Hong Antong Madam's body can still enter her body." She shrugged her waist obscenely as she spoke, and licked her lips with her tongue, "Tsk tsk tsk, Madam Hong's delicate body is really white and slippery, she needs so much Ah~"
"I killed you little bastard!" Hong Antong couldn't bear it any longer, and punched him.
Reminiscent of Mrs. Hong's coquettish and coquettish appearance, Wei Xiaobao scolded more and more vigorously, and he became excited, but Hong Antong turned around and arrived at a distance of several feet. I can't even move my feet.
The blood knife patriarch's sweet dream of becoming a marquis and worshiping a minister still depends on Wei Xiaobao, so how could he watch him die. Holding the blood knife all the time to be on guard, when there was a flash of light from the knife, Hong Antong had to retreat a few feet away.
"Patriarch Xuedao, this little bastard insulted me too much, do you really want to help him?" Hong Antong waited for Patriarch Xuedao viciously.
"Why should Master Hong be so angry? Those who clean themselves will be cleared..." Patriarch Xuedao thought to himself: He had heard about Mrs. Hong's beautiful name a long time ago, but Hong Antong's age is inhumane at first glance. Could it be that Mrs. Hong is really lonely? I can't bear it... Hehe, Wei Xiaobao's taste is a bit similar to that of our ancestors. I will also go to Shenlong Island as a guest someday to experience Mrs. Hong's style.
Noticing the wretched expression of the ancestor of Xue Dao, and thinking of his reputation of being obscene with women, Hong An Tong Da Chapter 71: The Dragon Sect Master Who Produces Smoke from Seven Orifices
"Naturally, I will escort him to Mongolia with the ancestor, and meet the Seventh Prince by the way." Hong Antong smiled slightly.
Noticing the agitated expression of the Blood Knife Patriarch, Wei Xiaobao felt anxious, and quickly shouted: "Patriarch, you must not believe what he said, I fell for the wife of this old turtle, and this old turtle has been trying to skin me for cramps... "
Wei Xiaobao didn't dare to say that Hong Antong coveted the forty-two chapter scriptures on his body, if he said it, it was hard to guarantee that the blood knife ancestor would not become greedy. In a hurry, he quickly made up a lie to make the ancestor of Xuedao believe that Hong Antong and himself had a deep hatred, and wished to cut him into pieces...
The greatest hatred in the world is the hatred of killing one's father, the hatred of taking one's wife, killing one's father... Considering the age difference between Hong Antong and himself, the blood knife ancestor is not a fool; so he had to use the hatred of taking his wife.
Hong An was trembling with anger: "Bastard, you can get within three feet of my wife just because you are a scoundrel?"
"Old tortoise, you don't even look in the mirror yourself, you are so big and have white hair, and you married such a coquettish young wife, do you still have the ability to satisfy her? She has nothing to eat at home, so of course she goes outside I'm here to look for food, all of your subordinates are afraid of you, I'm not afraid!" Wei Xiaobao's words accidentally hit the greatest pain in Hong Antong's heart.
Wei Xiaobao knew that if the blood knife patriarch was not allowed to believe that the two were inseparable today, all the previous efforts would be in vain. Although looking at Hong Antong's ferocious appearance was a bit timid, he still gritted his teeth and continued to add fuel and jealousy: "Not only did I get close to Hong Antong Madam's body can still enter her body." She shrugged her waist obscenely as she spoke, and licked her lips with her tongue, "Tsk tsk tsk, Madam Hong's delicate body is really white and slippery, she needs so much Ah~"
"I killed you little bastard!" Hong Antong couldn't bear it any longer, and punched him.
Reminiscent of Mrs. Hong's coquettish and coquettish appearance, Wei Xiaobao scolded more and more vigorously, and he became excited, but Hong Antong turned around and arrived at a distance of several feet. I can't even move my feet.
The blood knife patriarch's sweet dream of becoming a marquis and worshiping a minister still depends on Wei Xiaobao, so how could he watch him die. Holding the blood knife all the time to be on guard, when there was a flash of light from the knife, Hong Antong had to retreat a few feet away.
"Patriarch Xuedao, this little bastard insulted me too much, do you really want to help him?" Hong Antong waited for Patriarch Xuedao viciously.
"Why should Master Hong be so angry? Those who clean themselves will be cleared..." Patriarch Xuedao thought to himself: He had heard about Mrs. Hong's beautiful name a long time ago, but Hong Antong's age is inhumane at first glance. Could it be that Mrs. Hong is really lonely? I can't bear it... Hehe, Wei Xiaobao's taste is a bit similar to that of our ancestors. I will also go to Shenlong Island as a guest someday to experience Mrs. Hong's style.
Noticing the wretched expression of the ancestor of Xue Dao, and thinking of his reputation of being obscene with women, Hong An Tong Da Chapter 71: The Dragon Sect Master Who Produces Smoke from Seven Orifices
"Naturally, I will escort him to Mongolia with the ancestor, and meet the Seventh Prince by the way." Hong Antong smiled slightly.
Noticing the agitated expression of the Blood Knife Patriarch, Wei Xiaobao felt anxious, and quickly shouted: "Patriarch, you must not believe what he said, I fell for the wife of this old turtle, and this old turtle has been trying to skin me for cramps... "
Wei Xiaobao didn't dare to say that Hong Antong coveted the forty-two chapter scriptures on his body, if he said it, it was hard to guarantee that the blood knife ancestor would not become greedy. In a hurry, he quickly made up a lie to make the ancestor of Xuedao believe that Hong Antong and himself had a deep hatred, and wished to cut him into pieces...
The greatest hatred in the world is the hatred of killing one's father, the hatred of taking one's wife, killing one's father... Considering the age difference between Hong Antong and himself, the blood knife ancestor is not a fool; so he had to use the hatred of taking his wife.
Hong An was trembling with anger: "Bastard, you can get within three feet of my wife just because you are a scoundrel?"
"Old tortoise, you don't even look in the mirror yourself, you are so big and have white hair, and you married such a coquettish young wife, do you still have the ability to satisfy her? She has nothing to eat at home, so of course she goes outside I'm here to look for food, all of your subordinates are afraid of you, I'm not afraid!" Wei Xiaobao's words accidentally hit the greatest pain in Hong Antong's heart.
Wei Xiaobao knew that if the blood knife patriarch was not allowed to believe that the two were inseparable today, all the previous efforts would be in vain. Although looking at Hong Antong's ferocious appearance was a bit timid, he still gritted his teeth and continued to add fuel and jealousy: "Not only did I get close to Hong Antong Madam's body can still enter her body." She shrugged her waist obscenely as she spoke, and licked her lips with her tongue, "Tsk tsk tsk, Madam Hong's delicate body is really white and slippery, she needs so much Ah~"
"I killed you little bastard!" Hong Antong couldn't bear it any longer, and punched him.
Reminiscent of Mrs. Hong's coquettish and coquettish appearance, Wei Xiaobao scolded more and more vigorously, and he became excited, but Hong Antong turned around and arrived at a distance of several feet. I can't even move my feet.
The blood knife patriarch's sweet dream of becoming a marquis and worshiping a minister still depends on Wei Xiaobao, so how could he watch him die. Holding the blood knife all the time to be on guard, when there was a flash of light from the knife, Hong Antong had to retreat a few feet away.
"Patriarch Xuedao, this little bastard insulted me too much, do you really want to help him?" Hong Antong waited for Patriarch Xuedao viciously.
"Why should Master Hong be so angry? Those who clean themselves will be cleared..." Patriarch Xuedao thought to himself: He had heard about Mrs. Hong's beautiful name a long time ago, but Hong Antong's age is inhumane at first glance. Could it be that Mrs. Hong is really lonely? I can't bear it... Hehe, Wei Xiaobao's taste is a bit similar to that of our ancestors. I will also go to Shenlong Island as a guest someday to experience Mrs. Hong's style.
Noticing the wretched expression of the ancestor of Xuedao, and thinking of his reputation of obscene women, Hong Antong greatly