MTL - God-level Bodyguard in The City-Chapter 504 One prison, three living treasures

Chapter 504: One Jail, Three Living Treasures

For Ruo Tong, the flight was no less than another loss of breath. No matter how patiently the stewardess comforted her, there was no trace of blood on her face, and her lips were blue and trembling.

Who knows that this master, like a fairy, will have severe fear of heights. Because of her superb power, Ruo Tong's body is extremely sensitive to height. She may be able to walk through the cliffs of up to 100 meters, but the altitude of 12,000 kilometers is exactly two concepts.

Later, Shen Ming found that when she tightly hugged Ruo Tong, her tension could be relieved to a certain degree. Once released, she would start to fall ill again. As a result, sitting on a high-grade leather sofa, Shen Ming never dared to relax Master, even to the toilet.

"Master, why do you refuse to tell me if you have a fear of heights?" Shen Ming patted Ruo Tong's shoulder gently, whispering in his ears like coaxing a child to sleep.

"Because I am a master, how can I tell the disciples to laugh at me?" Ruo Tong leaned her eyes on Shen Ming's chest, as if listening to this heartbeat, she could be fearless, everything under her feet Can be as solid as the earth.

"I'm sorry, I didn't care about your feelings at all. I'm sorry to pull you on the plane," Shen Ming said deeply.

"Forget it, I can see how worried you are about your family. If we are still wandering on the ground now, it is your nervous trembling. If there is always someone to be afraid, I hope that person is me." Ruo Tong Softly.

"Why?" Shen Ming didn't understand.

"Because at least I lean on your arms, do you want to lean on my arms? Shameless child ??" Ruo Tong smiled, and then looked at it from a close distance, still without any flaws.

"Master, you are so beautiful." Shen Ming couldn't help but praise, just like the artist's tears in the face of the statue of Venus.

"Messy? Ugly? A stinky skin, why care? Only the beating heart should make a good and evil beautiful and ugly." Ruo Tong clinging to a deep chest like a kitten was unwilling to leave nothing. .

"Ah? What about my heart?" Shen Ming said embarrassed.

"As long as I like it, whether it is good or bad, good or evil, don't make a noise, let me continue to listen." Ruo Tong raised a finger and put it on the lips of the deep, the fresh body fragrance was intoxicating For a moment, I was so selfish that I wanted to make the plane make two more laps. Why not land so fast?

And if Tongduo hopes that he has become a true god, then time can be suspended forever at this moment.

With a two-hour voyage, Shen Ming arrived at the most western city in the dynasty, and this was not the end of the journey. Next, they not only had to cross the city, they had to travel 500 kilometers to reach Fengjia Mountain Villa. It is impossible to see modern roads at a distance of more than 400 kilometers.

To this end, Shen Ming prepared a novel transportation, that is, off-road motorcycles.

Shen Ming packed his luggage around the motorcycle and gave a helmet to Ruo Tong.

"Let me be a passenger again?" Ruo Tong muttered angrily.

"Ah? This is for safety. Isn't Master driving?" Shen Ming clasped his cheeks in puzzlement.

"You said that I would not be able to use a four-wheeled car, but how difficult can a two-wheeled motorcycle be? I still learned to ride a bicycle in the village." Ruo Tong wanted to try to feel like a driver.

"Uh ... well, but at the beginning you better slow down. The car is iron-clad meat, and the motorcycle is meat-iron. Pay attention to safety." Shen Ming was still afraid.

In this way, Shen Ming sat in the back seat, holding Ruo Tong's waist all the way to the west. If Tong learns motorcycles very quickly, if you forget that Shen Ming is slowing down, you will twist the throttle and run away. Even if you go back and forth in the traffic flow, you are also fearless. No one had told her, but the result was completely ignored, and the off-road motorcycle was driven to the speed of a road race.

When meeting the road block, Ruo Tong directly lifted his head and rushed into the air from the trunk of someone else, and sent him to the air for three and a half weeks, and Thomas revolved.

After leaving the city, it felt much better, and there were fewer cars on the road. Even if there were cars, they were dodging the doomed pair. Both sides of the road are full of comfortable lilacs. This is the taste of hometown, mixed with the cool wind. Ruo Tong even closed his eyes and opened his arms to enjoy the rustic baptism.

She was happy, but she was so frightened that she grabbed the handlebars from behind, fearing she would die in a car accident.

The driver passing by all sighed, "I rely on, motorcycles can play" Titanic "? People in the city really play."

Ruo Tong ’s ride has been over to the end of the highway, and the next journey is through the forest. There is no way to go, only Shen Ming can drive.

Fengjia Villa has been deeply rooted in this field for thousands of years. Only one plank road has been feasible, but all the Fenggang Minggang secret whistle along the way. Shen Ming is not here to eat wine. Naturally, it is impossible to go by excuses and can only find another way.

Different from the road they traveled, the boardwalk was overcrowded at the moment, and visitors from all directions seemed to catch a temple fair. Take a closer look at these people. All of them are wearing strange costumes, priests holding dusters, monks with zen sticks, a boxer with muscles, and an old man in a Taiji suit.

These were all Li Wulin guests who came to the world's first martial arts meeting. These big men met each other with salutations and salutations, "Good Master!" "Good Master!" "Good Master!"

The Feng family prepared a carriage to take you to the villa. The world's first martial arts fair once in 20 years is far rarer than the World Cup. Many people who were young and strong in the last session have now become gray-haired and old-fashioned.

Of course, each faction also brings its own proud students and intends to show its strength at the conference.

And the excitement outside the house didn't bother the **** death in the prison. Shen Waner, who was unconscious for a long time, finally woke up.

In the dim cell, Waner found that she was being lifted by both hands, and the thick chain was connected in mid-air. Her height was just enough to point her toes, and her wrists would be more comfortable. Once relaxed, she felt that her palms were torn half Pain.

Moreover, not only was she locked in this cell, Huang Yibo was standing beside her, but only her neck was locked, just like every family locks dogs.

Of course, in addition to these two, there is also a big man in the prison cell. It is the twenty-one young Feng family who was hung in the air and penetrated through the 72 caves ... Feng Quan.

In the cell, only a skylight was opened above his head, and the sun hit his body in a straight line, like a work of art. It was hard not to notice his existence.

"Wang Cai? Why are you here?" Waner asked wonderingly, only to remember that Huang Yibo was beside her when she was at home that day.

"If you don't change it, you can't ... If I could drive, I would have been resolved by Mr. Feng Qianchi." Huang Yibo also wanted to cry without tears.

"Fuck, you actually call that bastard, do you want to die? In other words, why do I hang, but you can stand?" Waner said uncomfortably.

"Because Mr. Feng Qianchi ..." Huang Yibo looked at Wan'er's face again, and immediately changed his voice. "Because the **** said that you are strong, so you need to hang, I'm weak, just plug it casually. Now, classmate Waner, you have been in a coma for a long time, are you better now? Does your head hurt? "

"My head doesn't hurt, my hands hurt. Wangcai, get down and give me feet!" Wan'er ordered.

"Yes!" Huang Yibo lay on the ground without hesitation and let Wan'er's little feet step on the fat on his chest. Don't say that, it feels so unspeakable. Who said to be a stepping stone? Insulted? Waner is wearing a skirt!

"Speaking of Wangcai, how long have we been locked in?" Huang Yibo's fat flickered, but Waner, who was finally able to stand still, was much more comfortable, and then she began to think about how to escape from this ghost place .

"I don't have the concept of time either, is it about an hour or two?" Huang Yibo lying on the ground and looking upwards thoughtfully.

"Do you know where the old lady and the kung fu braid are?" Wan'er asked, trying to pull the iron chain on her hand.

"Sister Charm was locked up in another position, and Sister Xiao Yi seemed to be taken by the bastard." Huang Yibo wanted to tell Waner to stay still. Anyone who stepped on and off stepped on it, and she was all stoned.

"Really? It seems that the old man took something important from that gun, otherwise we won't have a chance to survive." Wan'er took a breath and stared at it, leaping vigorously, with his feet on the rock wall, his hands Grabbing the chain, he tried hard to pull out the chain.

Gangxin runs at full strength, and the red veins on Wan'er's body swell again, and even the muscle mass becomes abnormally stingy. The chain that was pulled was rattling and trembling, but the lock could not be pulled out of the wall by even a small amount.

"Yeah!" Suddenly, Waner slipped under her feet and bumped back against the wall, shaking the iron chains that involved Feng Quan in the air.

"Oh!" Feng Quan shouted a bitterly this time. Did you guys keep quarreling since you came in, couldn't you even stop up in jail? "

"Oh, I thought it was fast bacon, but I can't even speak. I said bacon, are you addicted to jailer? Really want to be a model prisoner, so hung up for a lifetime? Of course if You are a king, so I talked a lot. "Wan'er was unhappy at first. Someone just found the difference, Wan'er's needle tip was dry on Mai Mang.

"A girl film speaks so vulgarly, does a father have no mother to teach it?" Feng Quan was angry, and just after meditating on the cultivation field, the girl was destroyed by this girl. Otherwise, if the 72-point cave was closed, she would have gone into magic Dementia, of course angry.

"Oh, your grandfather is my father, and your grandma is my mother. It's so rude to meet your mother and mother, and I knew that your dad would confuse you." Waner had a fight and was really powerful.

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