Qinglian Chronicles

There was not much room for struggle. I and the little emperor were both **** with acupuncture points and five flowers. I couldn’t turn my head and see the scene behind me. It is estimated that most of the guards were killed.

I am also careless, I did not expect that there will be a conspiracy against us at this time. I don’t know if it’s coming to me or to the little emperor. I hope that the object is me, the little emperor is too important, there can be no mistakes. But hope is just hope, I know that the possibility is not very high.

The son of a thousand gold, sit down.

The words of the ancients have always been justified.

I have repeatedly made such mistakes, it is really foolish. Why should you softly agree to the little emperor? Just tell him to send someone to go. Why can't you insist on waiting for Koi? Why are you always lucky?

When I regretted it, I was thrown into a broken carriage by people in black like a big bag of flour, and then another small bag of flour - the little emperor was thrown around me, and several black people also came up. .

After a quiet walk, a black man who was headed suddenly said: "Obuchi is really naughty, and old people like to play this boring game. These people still don't know what to do, if something is provoked, look at it. How can the leader punish you!"

The voice of this man is rough, but he still hears that the grade is not big.

The voice of the child next to him smiled: "I am bored when I am idle..." His voice started, and I was shaking with the little emperor: it was the child we saved! It turned out that this child was actually a bad guy, and we stupidly fell into an inexplicable conspiracy.

But listening to them, it seems that I don’t know the identity of me and the little emperor. This is a bit strange. What are we doing?

The child continued to speak, as if he was as innocent as the original, but he did not know why it was so creepy with some kind of evil.

"You fools under your hands, you will only go to the disaster-stricken places to collect some worthless goods. If you want to turn around, you can grab some children and women who are strolling around the street. How many good things can you have here?" It’s counted as a dumping country. They can’t get a few hundred to beat this one...” The child said as he reached for my face and touched my chin, lifting my face up. Look at the sun.

Think of me as a woman? Is it actually the trafficker group that Zhang Qinglian’s “beauty” recruited?

Just how can a human trafficking group have so many black masters?

The child's hand is small, tender and slippery. It should have been very cute, but the action is not like a child at all. It is like a sinister adult man. This makes me feel that my hair is erect.

Then the child went to see the little emperor, reached out to pinch his little face, and pulled his gangster like an eraser, making people look good and funny, how the little emperor had received such treatment, and his eyes spurted out the fire. coming.

The child played his face flat and rounded and said: "Which can be sold to a big family to be a book boy? It is also a beautiful eyebrow, but it is too young, or this bone,' Luohe Yan Yao 'will definitely buy back to practice and make up.” He probably played with his own boring, pulling the little emperor's gang to transform his face, turning his head and vomiting his tongue to make a face, saying: "Sister, I am with Who is he cute?"

The strange strangeness is actually quite cute, but I still have a distressed pain when I see the emperor being guilty.

"Hey, you can't talk, I forgot, this way, if I am cute, you will lick your left eye. If he is cute, you will lick your right eye..."

I hate this deceitful child. After listening to this, I deliberately closed my eyes and never looked at him again.

Some black people next to me laughed.

The child was annoyed, moved to me, sneered and said: "Sister, you look so beautiful, this woman is too unsuitable for you, I will help you change it."

Speaking of reaching out, I will pull my clothes.

I panicked and quickly opened my eyes and found that the black man who was originally indifferent was looking at me with interest at the moment. It seems that I intend to admire the children to peel my clothes.

Although I am a man now, after all, I have been a woman for so many years. Some people want to peel my clothes, but I am still angry, even though I am a strange child. Unfortunately, I couldn’t make a sound again, only anxiously flushed.

Other people saw it in their eyes, but thought it was "beautiful" shy and more happy.

Ten seconds later, the nasty child sneered and pulled the clothes off my chest and saw a clean, flat horse. The people present were paralyzed.

The child still didn't believe it, and reached out to me and touched it. This changed his face and his face was purple.

“It’s actually a man!”

Everyone was stunned for a long time. Suddenly, the black man who was headed did not care about the image, and laughed and leaned forward. The tears came out. "...haha, hahaha... Tang Tangyuan, actually spent a long time and tied a man. ...haha, ha..."

The child is so angry that his face is murderous, his face is faintly purple, and his hand is lifted up. It seems that he is trying to kill me with a palm!

I was amazed, would you have to be inexplicably killed?

"...I heard that the price of a man who looks good now is no less than that of a beautiful woman." Someone began to comfort the child who tried to kill me. "Not only have men try to buy it, but also a special building to be a man's flesh business. Good-looking can sell more expensive than beautiful women. Last time, Xiaosang specially selected fifty or so beautiful ones from the batch of small rams in Huaibei, one hundred and eighty two. Although this is old Point, but it is indeed a stunner, and thousands of can also be sold..."

"Thousands of two I still don't sell it! Sell him to Luohe Yan Yao!" The child said with a disgusting voice: "The river is full of yin and yang, so he can use it. This is a good thing, he is sure to be willing to pay a big price. buy!"

I looked at the distorted face of the child. I only felt a chill on my back. What other yin and yang people are there? It seems that I suddenly have to go through the adventures of the rivers and lakes. What is going on?

The place we were brought to should be in the mountains, a stone prison.

I don't know if this stone prison was originally built or if they were excavated in the mountains. If it is the latter, then the scale and manpower of this gang is really amazing.

Stones are chiseled in the mountains. I am afraid that there will not be hundreds of them. Every one of us has been filled with people. The density is almost no less than the subway in the peak of commuting, stinking, crying, cursing, screaming, Hey, pleading, and whispering are all things that people think are in hell.

There are two men in the hurriedly carrying a stretcher-like thing like a door panel. It is a dead man, and its shape is terrible, but everyone seems to be commonplace.

"Slow!" The black man suddenly said: "I look."

He carefully observed the body on the door panel, but he never hesitated to touch it. He hesitated and said, "I am afraid of an epidemic."

Everyone took a step back, and even the two bodies that lifted the body seemed to want to leave the door panel running away. The child's face becomes hard to look like.

"Which is it?" asked the black man who was headed, and ordered: "How many people there are? I have to go to the mountain to dig a pit and bury it, be careful. Get some vinegar steamed. ""