The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 307 I like playing ogre

"who is it--!"

Sally raised her head in shock, and a ball of golden light and shadow filled her field of vision and grew larger and larger.

It seems...a fist?
Before she could react, Sally felt a huge force suddenly hit her forehead, and for a moment, extreme fear gripped her heart tightly.

The severe pain only flashed for a moment, and then completely silenced. It was obvious that the nervous system had been completely numb due to severe damage, which saved a lot of torture.

There was a buzzing sound in her ears, and it was like a firecracker with a fuse was inserted into her head. It seemed that it would explode in the next second. Her whole body rose into the air and flew backwards, throwing out two lines of long nosebleeds. He spun around in the air for a full circle and a half, and landed heavily on the edge of the dry bathtub. A large piece of the mosaic tiles he smashed peeled off, revealing what was hidden underneath.

Smooth obsidian slabs with a square diameter are spliced ​​together. Small pieces of carnelian, turquoise and agate of various colors are put together to form a vivid and strange pattern and pictographic runes, depicting many aborigines surrounding a hot spring. The appearance of dancing.

"Huh?" A powerful punch knocked the opponent over. The young man who fell from the sky was about to strike again, but his eyes were attracted by something that suddenly appeared, and the movements of his hands could not help but slow down.

He stepped lightly, and the force cleverly transformed into shock waves that spread out in all directions. The tightly-jointed tiles and cement on the surrounding pool walls immediately fell apart. The five brass sheep's head water outlets loosened and fell off, falling to the ground with a squeaking sound, and connected behind them. Inside the metal pipe, black and red blood mixed with finely minced meat residue came out gurglingly, and all the ancient background of the bathhouse that had been covered up came to light again.

With a random spark, he dismissed the ugly waiter who came from behind with a knife. Zhu Mingyao looked around and took in all the long scroll-like pictures.

The scene continued to change. People who had soaked in the pool straightened their backs, became taller and more powerful, and picked up bows and arrows and stone axes again.

He spat at the woman who was lying there pretending to be dead, gritted his teeth and cursed:

He stretched out his hand and touched the pattern, feeling the subtle and long-lasting fluctuations of inspiration inside. Zhu Mingyao's expression seemed as if he had eaten a fly, and both sides of his face wanted to be bald on the ground.

The next scene jumped to a mountain forest. The priests held their staffs high and danced to perform some kind of ceremony. The people next to them held a large number of carvings and threw them into a deep stone crevice.

The last scene was the scene he saw at the beginning. People who had recovered their health lit piles of bonfires, laid out sumptuous food, and held a grand celebration happily.

Starting from the beginning, under the tall totem pole with divine heads and grimaces, several sickly and thin humanoid figures hunched over, bowed to the Indian priests wearing buffalo skin robes and colorful feather crowns, making supplication gestures.

In the next scene, the priests stood by the pool, sprinkling roots and leaves of various plants, mixing with the clear spring, and the thin human figures just now took off their clothes and jumped into it.

The art of Feng Shui is a unique skill in Chinese culture, but the principles of Feng Shui are not unique to one family. There are corresponding concepts in every extraordinary system.

"A bunch of squandering prodigal things, a good health and healing spiritual spring, let you stinking ogres drink hundreds of years of dirty blood and turn them into useless things! They really deserve to be cut into pieces!"

Further back, the trees swayed this way and that, the ground caved in and cracked, and a stream of water spurted out from the cracks in the rocks, gathering into a small pool, emitting wisps of heat.

As a true practitioner of Xuanmen with solid theories, his knowledge is naturally far superior to that of ordinary extraordinary people, and he can see through what is going on here at a glance.

Psychic nodes, natural sacred places, etheric gates, and the like are just different in name from Feng Shui treasures.

Since it is a treasure land, of course there are "treasures".

This old bathhouse, or the entire manor, is built on a spiritual spring discovered by the aboriginal people. According to the description on the pattern, it can strengthen the body, heal injuries and diseases, and its effects are very extraordinary, even after leaving [youth] Spring] The level of natural materials and earthly treasures is much different. After all, it is also an extremely rare natural "specialty". After all, the quantity is large enough, not to mention using it to make elixirs and drinking it, it is enough to package it into mineral water and sell it.

However, this family of ogres who are so stupid that they probably want to use the vitality contained in them to increase the power of their bloodline. Unexpectedly, he kept adding the dirty essence and blood refined by black magic into it.

It's like a bunch of blowflies pouring a spoonful of rice fields onto the precious Man-Han banquet in order to make the food more palatable!

It is simply unbearable!

As if she sensed his murderous intention, Sally slowly got up, glanced at the tribesmen who were turned into ashes by the golden and red fire, reluctantly put away her fearful expression, carefully wiped the blood on her face, and half-knelt down. The ground said with joy on his face:

"Welcome to the manor, young and handsome strong man. On behalf of the Hobb family, I offer you the highest respect."

Her eyes were rippling like water, almost pulling her hair out. She leaned down slightly, with two huge warm balls half exposed and ready to come out.

The slender waist swayed slightly as if inadvertently, and under the torn black stockings, the plump and tight thighs were slick with flesh, and the whole body suddenly exuded an amazing sense of charm, enough to make any normal male "pay tribute" on the spot. ".

"Although I don't know why we offended you, as the motto our family believes in - the law of the jungle is the true meaning of life, we are willing to sacrifice everything to eliminate your anger."

The blond mature woman looked pitiful, "Whether it's this magical spring water, money, wealth, or 'others'... it's all at your disposal."

The woman's voice was soft and sweet, like the finest honey. The old woman who was also a woman next to her felt a shudder in her heart. She was more pleased with her and felt a sense of guilt and reflection for no reason:
Perhaps I was too greedy and obsessed with my aging appearance, so I fell into the trap of conspiracy. This is a punishment from God, and I cannot blame others for their cunning...

In Sally's eyes, this sincere plea for mercy seemed to have some effect, and the strong man who suddenly came out softened his words a lot.

"Oh? Listen to what you want...I can do anything to you at will? In fact, I quite like playing ogre..." Zhu Mingyao's eyes flickered, shooting back and forth at several key locations on the woman's body like bullets. , an ambiguous evil smile hung on his face.

"Of course, dear young gentleman, that is my honor. You really know your stuff. Extraordinary races are much 'stronger' than those weak humans..."

Things seemed to be successful, and they were developing into the routine she was familiar with. Sally was overjoyed. She lowered her waist and raised her buttocks, kneeling on the ground, and crawled to the feet of the mysterious enemy in an extremely humble manner.

She shook her smooth blond hair, winked at him, lowered her head and stretched out her bright red tongue, intending to lick the other person's shoes.

Under the cover of thick and long hair, a proud sneer quietly emerged.

No matter how powerful a man is, he is still a man, but he said he likes ogres? The fetish is quite strange... the woman thought to herself.

What she responded to at the next moment was a strange sentence that was beyond the scope of her knowledge.

"Originally I thought it was a bit cruel, but since you agreed, I will follow suit. An ogre without a big move has no soul. The quality of the two I caught in the early stage was too poor. Now that I have refined you into it, it should be enough." Just click on Multicast!"

(End of this chapter)