The Emperor's Life of a Wretched Man

The six sons actually had an old monster master, but Solo knew in his heart that with his current combat power, if he really confronted this old boy, he would have to run away. This old guy is definitely a hidden master.

With Solo's eyesight, the master of the six sons is definitely not inferior to the red-faced masters around Qian Beiming. In other words, the strength of these two people is the strongest masters he has ever seen except his father Solo.

Tang Ling's height was 1.7 meters 1.7, while Solo was only [-] meters [-]. Especially Tang Ling had two long legs, which began to fork from below the belly button.

Absolutely a figure with a golden ratio, where it should be convex, and where it should be warped, people will never forget it at a glance.

Although Solo could look at Teacher Si Lin and Bai Xue unscrupulously at ordinary times, Solo never dared to look at Tang Ling. Tang Ling's murderous gaze and the coldness of being thousands of miles away made Solo dare not face up to it. .

Now that he finally had a chance, Solo's eyes flickered, and he stared desperately from top to bottom, braving little stars.

The trembling big hands stretched out and then retracted, rubbing his hands constantly, he really wanted to peel this cold beauty like peeling the skin of an egg, and study it thoroughly.

The big beauty makes people drool!This figure, even if you don't strip it off, touching it through the clothes is enough to recall the rest of your life.

But in the end Solo still didn't dare.

"It is necessary to push the palace to pass the blood, otherwise it will be bad for her health..."

Solo was fighting between heaven and man, and finally he found a reason, a reason that could persuade himself and anyone: "Sickness does not avoid medical treatment, I am a doctor, right?"

So an excited look appeared on Solo's face, secretly admiring his own intelligence, and then leaned back and forth with a wretched smile in the ancient curtain, tears came out of his eyes.

He started to take off Tang Ling's clothes, trying to push the blood on the full and injured part of her left breast...

His hands were shaking violently, and his heart was beating violently.

Twenty or ten minutes later, Solo couldn't take off Tang Ling's clothes, and even made himself panting, sweating profusely, bloodshot eyes, stiff and trembling, and his lower abdomen was swollen and painful...

"Am I still a doctor? Damn it, my heart is really not pure enough... No, I can't delay any longer. After dawn, Xiaoxue will die if she finds out..."

In the end, Solo began to exercise his energy and adjust his breath. When Tang Ling's white skin on the upper body appeared in front of him, his nosebleeds gushed out all over Tang Ling's upper body like a girl's menarche.

"I wipe..."

Solo hastily stretched out his hand to wipe it off, but he couldn't do without it, his whole body was burning like fire, and the texture of the skin...

"Dead dead..."

Solo was crying and howling in his heart...

In the end, the blood on Tang Ling's body was not wiped off, and more and more, Solo had no choice but to rush to the ear room, fiddled for a long time, and finally got some warm water to wipe off the nosebleed on Tang Ling's body.

Then Solo was in a bit of a dilemma. Tang Ling's snow-white skin was covered by a pink lace ###. If he wanted to heal her, he had to remove this thing.

"***, do you want to take it or not? If you take it, I will really see it all. If you don't take it, isn't it a waste of such a long time?"

Solo stood up abruptly, and looked around to see if there was anyone as if he had done something wrong, but he almost laughed out loud, who would come to this ancient scene?With myself, there are no ghosts...

Suo Luo walked up and down in front of Tang Ling's bed for another four or five minutes, and finally stopped suddenly.

"Take it off, why don't you take it off? I don't want to strengthen her, it's for her own good..."

Heaven and man are at war.

Finally made a decision, a tragic expression appeared on Solo's face, he stretched out his hand to straighten the majesty of his crotch that had been hindering his movement, and pressed it again, making it easier for him to walk.

Then... Close your eyes, take a deep breath, and make a move, ready to tear off Tang Ling's bra.

"Suddenly..." Tang Ling's two plump eyes jumped out, trembling and beating...

"Mom..."

When Solo couldn't wait to open his eyes, he was so shocked that the hardness that had been in pain and suffering softened, and he saw that the towering and plump lower half of the sphere on Tang Ling's left side had turned jet black.

"Much... ba... The goddamn old thing actually used the king's poisonous palm. I greet all the women of your ancestors for eighteen generations..." Solo didn't dare to play anymore this time, and he immediately returned to the ancient world. tomb.

Before dawn outside, Solo really went back to the villa, climbed over the wall and passed the greenhouse in the back garden. About ten minutes later, Solo returned to the ancient tomb with a few packs of herbs.

Tang Ling still didn't wake up, So Luo took some herbs to boil in the ear room first.

Then he turned back to Tang Ling's bedside in the tomb, shaking his hands, two silver needles appeared in Solo's hands, and with a light movement of his hands, they pierced into the dark plumpness on Tang Ling's left side.

The silver needle was pulled out, and black blood flowed out. Solo suddenly closed his eyes and leaned down, and kissed Tang Ling's plump body with one mouthful, sucking, licking, and stirring with his tongue... …

But after a long time, the venom hadn't been sucked out. So Luo opened his eyes suspiciously, blushed immediately, and yelled sorry to Tang Ling who was fainting.

Because Solo accidentally sucked on Tang Ling's right plump body, he made a mistake.

So Luo blushed and immediately started working normally, sucking out the poisonous night in Tang Ling's full body, and spit it out on the ground.

After about a dozen mouthfuls, the black color in the blood had disappeared, and the normal skin color had appeared, which was directly related to the red pill that Solo gave Tang Ling.

Solo got up from Tang Ling's soft body, immediately took an antidote for himself, and then stared at Tang Ling's chest again.

Stretching out his hand, he grabbed Tang Ling's well-rounded cock. He touched and touched it tremblingly, drooling all over his chest, and he had to put on a dignified look.

"Wow...Tang Ling, it's not that I'm Solo over Meng Lang, and it's not that I'm taking advantage of others! Actually, I want to treat your injured ### to be exactly like this one, so It is necessary to study and study..."

vigorously……

Then very vigorously...

Really until the nosebleed spurted out again...

"Time is running out..." Solo stopped, wanting to kiss again by mistake, but finally restrained himself.

Next, Solo chewed the other part of the herbal medicine he brought with his mouth, and applied it to Tang Ling's injured plump area. It was a thick layer, and then wrapped it with gauze, and then helped Tang Ling put on his clothes. .

Reluctantly looking at this graceful body from top to bottom, his eyes finally stopped on Tang Ling's perky buttocks: "Will it hurt here?"

Solo swallowed hard and kept on doing nothing. He stretched out his hand and turned Tang Ling's body over, grabbed two handfuls of her perky buttocks, put them on her nose and smelled them, with a lewd expression on her face...

After a long while, Solo turned around and left. He poured out the boiled Chinese medicine and divided it into five parts on Tang Ling's bedside table. He wrote down the method of taking it with a pen, and left the room immediately.

Solo believed that Tang Ling would be alive and kicking after taking a few doses of his own medicine. He didn't dare to come here again. With Tang Ling's murderous and unflinching witch personality, if he knew that he had stripped him naked to heal his wounds, he would at least be a eunuch conservatively. ...

Just as Solo slipped away ghostly, a speechless handsome middle-aged man appeared at the entrance of the tent room.

The middle-aged man's face was [-]% similar to Tang Ling's, but he didn't look cold at all. He looked at Solo's disappearing back playfully and couldn't stop laughing.

"Hey... boy, I never imagined that you are the famous god of heaven in the capital. You have achieved such a big name at such a young age and you know how to hide your strength and bide your time. Talent! Talent...

Originally, I, Tang Yin, wanted to make Ling'er and you a boy to repay your father for saving my Tang family, but now I didn't realize it, you actually ate and patted your ass and left, how can there be such a cheap thing in the world? "

The middle-aged man laughed mischievously in a low voice, and then walked into the tomb...