Park Mountain is just a front, a front for a killer organization "Green Blade Cult".
Park Mountain, perennial fog, once you cross into it, you have a feeling of not knowing where the clouds are deep. When you turn around and choose impossible crevices, you will turn into a clear open space, through a flurry of falling flowers, you can reach a paradise. And this looks like a beautiful place in front of flowers, next to trees, after the flow of water, but is a killer nest! It is really not to underestimate the aesthetics of killers and their high cultural cultivation, such a paradise on earth, afraid to pull out a killer, will do a limerick or two, right? Yes! Definitely! Think about it, after killing someone, what kind of mood is that? To make a little poem to express my heart, that's a great feeling! I talked to my father about the idea of this killer here, he just continued to freeze my senses, it seems that I have been poisoned by the road, are automatically sublimated to the immune system, great. Father ah, you can hold on ah, wait for your Sen Yin grow up, but also to marry you as the first house it.
Right now the fog entwined, very difficult to find the place, Tampa actually let me find myself to? This heart is really not ordinary big! If not for the ice lotus beauty has been holding me flying around, just by my two short legs, not dragging ten times heavier than me, can survive each month of dry food, is not to be able to go up the mountain, alive to find the net flow father. If not for the fact that before he died, he arranged me quite well, I really want to dig out his grave, grabbed his bones, a good nagging "family life". Of course, this act is not not considered, but based on his being burned to ashes, this plan is put on hold indefinitely.
After a period of wandering life, I finally mixed up with good food and drink moncler outlet life. This let me call him daddy man, it is the same Tampa and the world to say goodbye before I asked me to find that Mori Jyuri. This proves how amazing life is and how good my life is, I don't have to look for him for thousands of miles, that person will hit me directly at the gun.
I think his relationship with Tam's father must not be ordinary! Otherwise, Tam's father would not have taught me not to trust anyone at the same time, while allowing me to come to him. Look at him touching the token jade heartache touch, not only let me associate with the little sufferer! Haha ... if net flow is a small sufferer, it is definitely a most soul-crushing small sufferer! If I know that I can meet such a youkai, I said what also crossed a man with a bird on the body, the good pursuit of him. Even if I did not cross to become a bird with the ground, it does not prevent me a shameless, two shameless, three with no face to chase the spirit of the man! net flow father, for my ambitious, to make you happy ideal, you sacrifice some sex for me, ha ha ...
To my comparable strong glue kung fu, net flow where to go, I will follow to there. So, when he sat on the first chair of the "Green Blade Church", with zero tone of voice to manage the "Green Blade Church", I also smile to climb on him. You push me, I'll teary-eyed shouting pain, you do not push, I will continue to crawl, hey, hey, this short thick calf is quite exhausting. When I finally climbed to his body, look down, only to see countless killers jaw off the ground, all open a large sea mouth. Hey, I'm talking about you, close your mouth, you can see your worm teeth! Yes, and you, tonsils swollen, right? When the killer still on what fire? Who makes you unhappy, give a knife on the right, pretend what the little citizen ah?
I discontented white public glance, turned his head into the father's arms with cold lotus fragrance, the hot day, used to cool down the heat is really good. Enjoyed closing his eyes, listening to him giving orders, said the investigation 'Tam Chuang' extermination cause, gradually into the dream incense, did not sleep well last night, thinking about various methods of crime, and even Sun Tzu Art of War are applied on, calculating how to get the net flow father into bed. Thinking, but also excited the whole night, but held up a small hand a strip of calculation of their plans, the short tender claws like a nightmare destroyed all my enthusiasm, I miso early bed bounced up, infinite sadness into a strength, wolf howled: "I want to grow up!"
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The day swished by, my daily pleasure is to stick to the net stream, the only hobby is to stick to the net stream, the ideal life is to hold the net stream to bed!
Father Jingliu is sitting in the candle-lit synagogue, Xuelian's face is like a thousand-year-old bed of ice, so clear and transparent, cold and extreme, but in every arc, attracting people infinite desire to kiss. His colorless lips, all the time seducing my lustful little heart, wanting to rub gently, suck hard, and bite hard again!
His body elegantly leaning on the sandalwood chair, a collection of the most simple light-colored green clothes, caressing his icy skin, more up the offbeat temperament, so that people produce a visual trance, all the beauty becomes so unreal, all the temptation in the silent provocation.
His voice, which has always been waveless, sounded like a cold string emitting an icy sound: "How is the investigation of 'Tam Chuang'?"
I sat on the animal skin carpet at his feet, kept gripping the fur, but my ears were stretched quite long, after all, that was the first stop of my life after coming to ancient times. The Tam parents who were so good to me, Tam's mother, had let heartless beasts kill them, and the sadness in my heart was unexplainable.
"Your Holiness, according to the investigation of subordinates and others for many days, 'Tam Chuang' was slaughtered by 'Ling Bone Palace' from the surface, but in fact 'Ling Bone Palace ' has always been the court's hawks and dogs. And this time the massacre, 'Tam Village' the whole village up and down forty-six people, no one survived." No one survived? Could I be false? Then my beggar buddy said the inventory and what is it? The five-year-old girl to kill the man in black, and what is it? God, I'm dizzy.
But a certain voice in the brain a flash, a certain image a moment, so I can not help but a jolt, shake my head, want to forget, but more feel like a shadow of the terrible.
Forget it, I swear, I have never offended anyone, except for biting Gu Ruoxiao's buttocks, pinching his face, grabbing his little bird, kissing his face of urine, I am really innocent of innocence, innocent of innocence ah.
Suddenly remembered what Tam father said before he left: do not go to the ancient Ruoxiao, do not trust anyone!
Is the ancient boy really because of my little abuse, moved a big knife? Ha ... beat me to death and do not believe it! But in addition to this kid, I really have not offended anyone ah, how can say that the killer is directed at me? Depressed ah, depressed, really unhappy that they so wronged small, pure I ah. If I am not still small, I really hope that the bastard who exterminated my Tam Chuang pulled out and thrown into the primeval forest to meet the desire of the beast!
I still kept my head down and pretended not to know anything, because Father Jingliu had clearly told me that I was now his son, called Sen Yin.
But in Tanzhuang, those horrible voices shouting no survivors still lingered in my ears, terrorizing my soul. The moment the tunnel closed, the girl of my size, the pair of frightened eyes, still stabbed my nerves, that image, I will never forget! The whole village forty-six mouth, no one was spared, I think, that pair of innocent and frightened young eyes, instead of my death ...
Shake your head, continue to smile, because I promised modern parents to live happily, promised Tam father to live strongly, no matter how difficult the road ahead! I have to use their own little feet, lightly dancing briskly, singing joyfully all the way, even if stepping on the ground full of corpses! That's right, I am the pervert in silence, the butcher in smile! The people who destroyed my Tam House, this account I Jia Jiezhi, Sengin devil, remember!
～～I will remember!
The more I follow the net flow of father, the more attracted to him, his zero degrees Celsius voice, his all ice bones and snow skin, his approach to the problem, his walking posture, even he only drink white water this habit of life, are making me obsessed with a mess. Looking at the killers, large and small cadre of people, all to the net flow of this only 16-year-old boy, showing a very respectful and convinced look, you know how good he is.
And I am every day in addition to sticky daddy, is sticky daddy, it seems to have become the whole of my life. Of course, if I only stick to daddy, can also be better, the key is that I have always been energetic, all the time not to find something to do for themselves, can not let people say I only eat idle food is not? So, I sometimes, will be kind enough to temper the expression of the killers without expression, not only resilient, but also very effective, what is this called? Solo pleasure, rather than the pleasure of the crowd.
The net flow of icy cold voice, always with a characteristic waveless, slowly pronounced a death sentence for a certain person. And I, the only exclusive sitter on his lap, leaning on his chest, constantly to the killers below, doing different shapes of the ghost face, small face, I squeezed countless changes, and more and more rich expressions, more and more bizarre crazy tease.
The net flow will be cold to the end, I tease people tease both hard and persistent, gradually, everyone began to mental unfocused, are staring at me. I am proud of this ah, after all, killers inside a few handsome level characters ah, although according to the net flow of father than, simply not comparable, but I this person's greatest virtue is: contented! Often stressed: a little is better than nothing ah!
I see everyone look at me, it is more cheerful, stretch out the tongue, flying eyes, the saliva in the mouth, when it is about to fall out, under the watchful eye of the killer, busy a collection, saliva back to the small mouth. I laughter, silent laugh, the original killer is not very resistant to tease well.
Once again transporting saliva, intend to pull the line a little longer, let everyone follow the thrill, and then close. When I pulled the saliva long enough, everyone suddenly all eyes wide, with my saliva will be big eyes down, I'm this happy ah, it seems that I have more and more attractive charm, the saliva stretched, and then stretched ... when I found that people's gaze has changed, when I dragged a long saliva, follow their gaze, the eyes began left upward offset, the result ...
When I saw the net flow of stunning beauty is crooked a head to gaze at my saliva game, I face a red, bad! Saliva forfeited, directly slipped ... fortunately, Daddy Kung Fu is not for nothing, actually a long finger pick, the saliva sip back into my mouth, there is a moment, I and net flow hot eye to ice eye looking at each other, time and space seems to be non-existent. His finger is still attached to my lips, which still has the crystals of my saliva, I stretch out a small pink tongue gently lick, the remaining part into the mouth, determined to do saliva does not flow his hands! Feel the net flow father's body a stiff, look at my eyes after a moment of complexity, as if become colder, more ice, more distant. Smart as I am, despite also heart wringing, but still milking a call: "Daddy ..." directly into his arms, a warm embrace, the lips of the saliva rubbed dry.
I took advantage of the fact that I was his adopted child and began to get up and down on him, absolutely no mercy! Small sample, don't look at the usual you play daddy in front of me, but your damn heart and mind is not as big as mine. At least my heart grew eighteen years, you only sixteen years, for me, you are a small meat in my pot, fragrant waiting for me to taste it.
But the snow lotus beauty, is the snow lotus beauty, no matter how sticky I am, is not willing to me a gentle smile, but we are not a light, I am a Bing borrowed: enemy fierce, I run; enemy weak, I am close; enemy angry, I retreat; enemy wilted, I kissed the principle, vivid and this net stream father staged a battle of attack! Who will die, we'll see, Dad, watch the move!
The days passed quickly, lightly after a year, I have six years old, the net flow of father still indifferent to me, but we are not easy light, so the war spread again and again ...
The net flow father never kill in front of me, but I heard that when he kills, there is still no hint of emotion, perfect like ice sculpture. But I just like to provoke his emotions, watching his subtle fluctuations, everything makes me leap for joy.
When he was in the lobby, pronouncing the death sentence of people, I would fly to the pile of killers and molest the cold killers. They stood straight one by one, all in black, without expression, as if they were the same signboard for ten thousand years, while I loved to challenge myself and pursue the impossible limits. Small sample, first take you to practice, in taking down the net flow father, haha ...
After six months of practice, they have been accustomed to my raids, for small hands touching, pinching buttocks, hugging the brute waist of all kinds of behavior, can already be endured like a dead soldier, the idea of a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water. Once they are not willing to over, joint request net flow father, do not let me appear in the lobby above. Father did not say anything, I leapt out from under the bench, eyes rounded, small hand pointed down: "this tolerance is not, still a fart killer! Why don't you go home and raise your kids?" As a result, everyone in fear, in the diarrhea not ** kind, completely compromised. Little kid, dare to play me jointly? I'll kill you all!
And this year, I got another baby, that is, the dynasty, he always coldly watching everything, do not speak, do not care, and the net flow of father out of the dust of the cold is not the same, he is completely indifferent, but between them there are two things are the same, one, they are men; two, their eyes only me. Although the two are somewhat forced to suspect, but at least count me kung fu, otherwise how can I hang in front of the eyes of the masters?
The origin of the Dynasty is interesting.
I secretly inquired about the birthday of the father of the net flow, so I caught two killers who were afraid of my whole, bullying sneaked down the mountain, planning to buy a gift to him, to win the beauty of a smile, so that I offer a kiss.
Just down the mountain, interested in everything, east leap west stroll, into the slave market. If you say that chance may be so, look at the lively look at me this iron cock plucked the hair, it is not easy ah.
Just inside, I saw the slave owner on the stage was shaking his teeth and frothing at the mouth to boast about his slaves, and behind him knelt a row of young boys wearing only profane pants, probably in their teens, all cowering on their shoulders, waiting for their fate to be known.
The big yellow teeth