This is not the first time that the Big Black Cat has been beaten. He was beaten almost every day before, or he has been beaten by almost every bigger restaurant owner in the imperial city, but he doesn't care at all, just thinks it's tickling!

But now he never wants to surrender. He can withstand a thousand pounds of strength of a bull with one hand. He doesn't believe that he can't beat a monk who is not tall and mighty. That's why he provoked, but he didn't expect that people should not behave like a person and cannot be measured. When he didn't have any strength to fight back in front of the monk's perverted fists and heels, he returned to his original posture of being beaten, and his limbs were curled up in a ball to protect his head and heart, and the rest would be casual!

So the monk was very happy and very happy!

Seeing the little blackzi and the horse-raising horses were squirting, I thought to myself, fortunately, fortunately, this monk beat the big black cat, he had nine lives, thick skin and flesh, and was not afraid of being beaten. If they were to be beaten up by the monk, he would have only half his life and half of his life were sure to be disabled. However, after being beaten, the big black cat habitually patted the dust on his body like nothing happened, curled his lips, and looked at the monk who was breathing, "Is it finished?"

The monk nodded. He had actually been fighting for almost half an hour, and he could not kill him. He just tried to relieve his anger. By the way, he didn't have to listen to the second young master's call for help that made him want to commit suicide!

"This time I've finished the fight, and it won't be so easy for you to pass the test next time. So, Big Black Cat, be honest in front of the monk in the future, so as not to get you crippled by the monk's hands for a while!"

The big black cat was about to break his arms and legs. He actually suffered because he was worried about face and refused to beg for mercy. The monk's fists and feet were not ordinary. Although it was not visible on the surface, the black cat, who was the direct victim, suffered a lot. He even felt that he was going to die, and his heart and liver would soon be beaten out by the dead monk!

Fortunately, the monk showed mercy, so after he stood up, he was not only not blamed him, but was also a little grateful. He picked up a jar of sorghum wine on his cheeks, "Then drink with the big black cat. Anyway, the master and the boss's wife will not know when they are tossing. It's his mother's torment when they are drunk, and being awake is his mother's torment!"

The monk agreed quite well about this, so the two of them immediately fucked the jar directly!

Xiao Heizi and the horse were both kicked in the butt, but after seeing the big black cat, they didn't feel any pain at all. They were both 100% virgin, so they didn't feel any special about the master's miserable and special life-saving sounds.

But the horse-raising man asked Xiao Heizi in confusion, "Little Heizi, why did you say that the master is so bad? Is the boss's wife pressing on him?"

Xiao Heizi nodded in pretending to understand, "Well, the sound is very dull, as if he is being pressed under his body, and he is still huddled in the corner! Alas, who said it's good to have a woman? Poor Master, let's get up early tomorrow morning to make beef for the master. I heard from the old man that eating that thing will replenish yang and have the strength to do it!"

The horse-raising officer agreed with each other, so the two of them put down the knife and red tassel in their hands, got into the quilt and went to sleep again. They were just helping their lives and drinking continuously, and it was not easy for them to fall asleep.

Xiao Heizi stared at the red tassel gun that raised horses in the dark and smiled maliciously, "Hehe, horses, is your red tassel gun inherited from your ancestors? I heard that others use dog beaters when begging for food, but you use red tassel guns. For this reason, you are beaten a lot and hungry. Isn't that true?"

The face of raising horses was full of pride, "Shh, let's say a little bit, do you think my red tassel gun was picked up by the roadside? No, this is a heirloom of our Zhang family for generations, and even if the family is broken and the family is destroyed and become a beggar, you can't lose it! Do you think my ancestors are all horse-raising? No, in fact, my ancestors have also been deputy generals, and even the Grand Marshal is impressed by a red tassel gun."

Xiao Heizi was stunned by him, "Then you can do martial arts? You can use a gun? Why have you never seen you use it before? Can you bear it even if you are bullied by a monk? "

The horse-raising man still looked proud, and then leaned against Xiao Heizi, and his voice was even lowered, "Shh, whisper, whisper, I am called a real person without showing his appearance, and a real person without showing his appearance. Besides, my peerless shooting technique is used to kill enemies in battle, not to fight with monks. If you really want to fight, you can use the ancestral Zhang family's shooting technique. If you die, you will have no shame to see the ancestors and ancestral ancestrals!"

Xiao Heizi gritted his teeth, looked up at the two guys who were drinking happily, looked down at the unfathomable horse-raising person, and then smiled, "Go, you just brag to me. If you have the ability, you can get up and beat the monk and urinate all over the ground to look for teeth. Then I believe what you said is true..."

The horse-raising man turned around and covered the quilt without saying anything. Heizi seemed to have heard what Xiao Heizi was saying. Heizi also curled his lips and covered the quilt tighter. The wind outside was a bit louder, and he thought to himself, it was really bragging, hum!

But the horse-raising mind was thinking, Humph, sooner or later, let you know the power of raising horses. Perhaps the master in this world can tell the wise and keen eye, and he can see my horse, Zhang Hu, a thousand-mile horse.

The two of them fought in another thatched hut for half an hour, and were now leaning against the corner of the wall with satisfaction.

"Hu... Hu... Hu... Today is a female flying thief who picks flowers. Tomorrow is not an ugly girl Wuyan, right?" Yang Guang asked with satisfaction and guilt.

"Huh... it's not sure, it depends on your mood. Maybe tomorrow I'd like to beat the female captain who uses a whip to the prisoner. I always think that the identity of female heroes and female captains is more suitable for me..." Du Meiyue gasped and responded very simply.

Yang Guang began to cough loudly, "Cough cough, cough cough, such characters occasionally appear once a while. In fact, as a woman, especially a beautiful woman, it is better to be gentler, haha."

Du Meiyue suddenly sat upright in the quilt, "Is that right? But the more you bully a man, the more you will be more satisfied. Wouldn't a woman be in trouble for the rest of her life?"

Yang Guang was shocked. Why is the concept of women and women in Dazhou so advanced? She is not going to make a fuss about herself, right? He can bear it if he occasionally has a barbaric girlfriend. If he becomes a little bit like his Dugu Mother, it will never be possible!

So he also sat up straight, "Young master is thirsty, go and pour a cup of hot tea!"

Du Meiyue was stunned, and then without saying a word, she immediately put on her clothes and went to the floor to make hot tea. When she brought it over, she kept blowing it with her bright red mouth, for fear of burning the young master.

Yang Guang felt a huge satisfaction in his heart. Just say that some things will take at least a thousand years to change. No matter how savage and domineering Du Meiyue is, she still has to serve him obediently in the end!

I took the tea and drank two sips happily, "My feet are a little sore..."

Du Meiyue immediately climbed onto the bed and moved over to massage his feet. Yang Guang was not satisfied yet and said, "The head hurts a little..."

Du Meiyue immediately came over to massage his temples and asked while pressing, "Is this OK? Will it be a bit heavy?"

But Yang Guang leaned heartlessly on the other person's mountain and fell asleep...
Chapter completed!