Domineering black belly concubine

"Oh, father, I seem to hear the voice of the second sister." Yun Huan pointed at the wooden door of the hut and yelled, not shying away because she hadn't left the cabinet yet: "She seems to be saying, 'Good brother, I still want' !"

Yun Chucheng immediately turned dark, "Huan'er, it's about your second sister's reputation, don't talk nonsense!"

Wu Shi couldn't be indifferent anymore, and reprimanded: "Miss San, how did Miss Er offend you, you want to arrange her like this?"

Yun Ziqing was even more direct, waving his fists and rushing forward to beat Yun Huan.

"Second brother, what are you doing? Did you really hear me!" Yun Huan retreated aggrievedly towards the wooden door behind him, and while dodging Yun Ziqing's fist, the wooden door creaked open.

Two short gasps came out, and everyone couldn't deny it.

"Who dares to do such a nasty thing here?" Yun Chucheng was furious: "Come on, pull out the stick and kill me!"

Yun Huan sneered, and said, "Aren't you here to catch this dirty thing?"

The two servants obeyed and entered the house with torches.

Because of the sudden strong light and the blowing wind, the two people on the bed stopped their movements immediately, their eyes were blurred, but they could see each other's face clearly, they couldn't help screaming in horror, as if they had seen a ghost, they quickly pushed each other away .

Hearing their voices, all the masters of Yunfu were shocked, and the two servants in the room looked at the person on the bed, at a loss.

This this……

Isn't that the voice of Zimo and Daiyue?

Everyone had an expression of disbelief, with their mouths slightly open, clearly frightened.

Yun Huan's eyes were cold, and with the light of the torch, he flicked his fingers, and a silver line shot towards Yun Zimo's crotch.

Yun Zimo, this is what happens when you dare to moleste me!

The next moment, Yun Zimo's scream pierced the sky.

"Mo'er!" Duan called out distressedly and was about to go in.

"Oh, I'm so ashamed." Qia Yunhuan ran out covering her face, blocking Duan Shi back.Yun Huan opened his fingers, looked at Yunchu City through his fingers, and asked in puzzlement: "Father, how can elder brother sleep with second sister naked? Even though they are brothers and sisters, I'm afraid it's unreasonable." ?”

Her performance is absolutely that of a little girl who knows nothing about the world.

Only then did Yun Chucheng recover from Yun Huan's words, and he stared at her as if he wanted to kill someone.

"Zhang three and Zhang five, you two get out of the way." Amidst Yunchucheng's constant shouting, the two family members rolled and crawled out.

"Yunqing, Yunniang, you two go in." Yun Chucheng instructed Duan Yunqing and Wu Yunniang who were at a loss.

Soon, the wooden door was closed.

Yun Chucheng glanced around at the servants, and gestured to Yun Ziqing to wipe his neck.

Instantly, Yun Ziqing drew a soft sword from his waist, and the moment the soft sword was pulled out, his whole person's aura changed drastically, like a cold-faced Shura crawling out of the Shura field.He walked quickly under his feet, only a stream of light could be seen.The long sword was swung out like a machine for harvesting life. Before a dozen servants could even cry out, their lives were lost in an instant.

Yun Huan was surprised, she knew that Yun Ziqing's kung fu was not weak, but she didn't expect his swordsmanship to be so fast, it was comparable to Qian Sha.Looking at his steps, it looks a bit like Leng Xiuran's infinite empty steps. Could it be that he is Leng Xiuran's descendant?

In today's world, her masters, Xiaoyao Sanren and Cold Face Mosha, are recognized by the world as two peerless masters. One is good and the other is evil, and their skills are on par. They have been fighting for decades, but they can't figure out why.Three years ago, the two made an appointment to fight on the top of Ziyun Mountain. They fought for three days and three nights, only to end in a loss for both sides.

The blood on the ground is like delicate flowers, enchanting and seductive.

Yun Huan was immersed in her own contemplation until the dangerous aura rushed towards her face, and she seemed to recover from the fright.

The tip of Yun Ziqing's soft sword was only an inch away from Yun Huan's neck.