Song Cheng's iron-bending man not only looked pale but even his fists began to tremble!

There is no general here, it is clearly a vulgar rascal. Where did you learn this kind of evil trick? But Xiaolang's improvisational speech has just begun.

"Don't feel wronged. I spent a day and a night to find four big hunting dogs in heat for you. I searched hundreds of miles nearby. Do you think it's easy? Moreover, I am absolutely kind to you, so you should be grateful that even if you die unfortunately when you are happy with the hunting dog, you should thank me for being a ghost!"

Song Cheng's eyes were wider than those of a bull's eyes, with bloodshot and hatred in his eyes, "You are not afraid that the world will not tolerate this? I, Song Cheng, have nothing to say about my captives. If you have a genius, you will fight with me one-on-one. Even if you don't have it, I will give me some pleasure! Is this kind of kindness? Should I thank you?"

"Bah, I thank you for your eight generations of ancestors...ah...no...no..."

Just as he was cursing, the strongest hunting dog had found its way and had already begun to work hard. Song Cheng's face immediately changed from pale to red as red as a red cloth!

While wailing, he cursed, "I fuck you eight generations of ancestors, don't let me live, I will definitely live your whole family. Ah... no... ah..."

However, the little wolf monk next to him was not moved at all. Instead, he walked into the specific observation parts that he was slightly interested in, and discussed while observing.

"Well, Master, look, this hunting dog is good. Do you think Chef Song is very happy now?"

The monk chanted the Buddha's name, "Namo Amitabha, how can monks think of such violent behavior? Good, good, monk, let me turn my face away. Oh, it's really a sin, a sin. But donor Song should be very happy..."

Song Cheng felt that his back was so hot that he wanted to die. He bit his tongue and committed suicide, hit his head against the wall, or pounced on him and died with these perverts, but he could only think about it. His body no longer obeyed his brain's command.

The little wolf continued to put down the wrong things, "How is it? Is it comfortable? Haha, so you have to thank me for this general. I not only helped you find four partners at a high price, but also asked the horse-raising ducks to be put on the shelves as painters, and painted all the happy process of you and the big hunting dogs, and then directly sent someone back to the Duke of Shu in Xiangzhou. Haha, I think the old general Yuchi must also like this, right?"

"Horse breeders, can you see clearly if you hide so far? Come over, look closer and then draw clearly, do you know what you want to draw vividly? This is the first-class task assigned by the young master. If it is not done well, the young master will have to be severely punished!"

The horse-raising person is an honest man, so when the little wolf thief asked him if he could draw, he immediately nodded honestly, "If it weren't for the fact that he raised horses could draw, the uncle at home was a painter in the county government when he was a child. I studied with him for three years, but I still didn't turn my pen and had a little bit of a hand recently. I don't know what General Dugu is going to do?"

But the little wolf did not say it out loud, but patted the shoulder of the horse raising meaningfully, "Well, you who raise horses really have stones and gold, and you can shine wherever you put them. Don't ask so many questions. The special tasks assigned by the young master, prepare paper, ink, pen and inkstone to wait!"

"Oh, I'll prepare now!" The horse-raising man agreed and went to prepare happily, but as soon as he entered the door, he stepped back. When the little wolf called him, he had already retreated to the door and was about to walk out!

"General Dugu... the small one... can the small one say he can't draw?" He regretted his intestines of raising horses. He was very sad because he was honest in this special team. He was very tired and bullied. He could tolerate those things. It's nothing to do more work and get tired more. The key is that he could follow the second young master to do big things all over the world. He was proud of himself from the bottom of his heart.

The little wolf immediately gave the monk a color, and the monk immediately flew over to block the door, "Masters, don't whine, this is really what the second young master told me before leaving, go and draw it right away!"

The horse-raising person really wants to pull out the red tassel gun and have a happy fight with the shameless people in front of him, but was this really what the second young master ordered?

"That's true?" he asked with a red face.

The monk Xiaolang Yuan Zhou nodded at the same time. The horse-raising person had no choice but to come in and observe carefully. Song Chuanglai was exposed by a big hunting dog and was already alive and died. Now, not only are there three people watching the fun, but there are also even more sexy people who paint on the spot with paper and pen!

His voice was hoarse when he scolded, "You beasts...ah...ah...you wait, ah...I'm a dog...no, I won't let you go if you're a ghost...no..."

The horse-raising man is indeed an honest man. He really started painting, and his level is really good, especially the details are vivid and perfect.

"I said Song Cheng, just be content. You are not the worst. Do you know Yan Yong, the temple in the imperial city? There is also the Turkic envoy who was caught by the young master some time ago. They were both miserable. They were both blown up by the big green horse in heat. I saw that tragic situation. I don't have to eat and shit anymore in my life. There is a big hole in blood... Think about it, this hunting dog is just faster, but it is not as good as a big green horse in terms of size, right?"

Song Cheng was so angry that he thought that this guy was even more slutty. People said that a dog that bites people would not bark, but it was really, "I fuck you eight generations of ancestors, you fucking think the little hunting dogs should try it... Oh... no..."

The horse-raising man continued to sigh, "Oh, you are not satisfied yet. After Yan Yong was blown up by the big green horse, he was carried to the Golden Palace and was opened to the Golden Palace by the second young master with a knife because he swallowed the secret letter into his stomach. Fortunately, you didn't swallow any secret letters, otherwise you would have to open it!"

Song Cheng was completely desperate. He knew that it would be meaningless to scold him again. "Beast, bastard, give grandpa a good time... let grandpa die...Oh...no...woo..."

Little Wolf, who had been watching the jokes on the side for a long time, came over again, reached out and pinched his chin, "Hmph, there is a way in heaven, but you don't have a way to go, hell, you will come to surrender. Those who dare to go against the Second Young Master will not end well. You really don't have to feel too humiliated. In the future, the old thief Yuchi Jiong might fall into the Second Young Master's hands and miserable than you! Want to die? Humph, I think it's beautiful. Do you know what the general gave you just now? Telling you to death, it's Hua Tuo's magic medicine Ma Fei Powder personally configured by the Second Young Master. If you drink this, don't even want to stand up. Your body is weak and your limbs are sore and numb, and you can't even bite your tongue, right?"

"Enjoy the four big hunting dogs, and this is just the beginning. Next, there are donkeys, big green horses and wild boars in heat. Any animal that can be found in heat, no matter how big or small, this general will give you enjoyment. And every time someone will paint for you. If you keep it for ten days and half a month, you will become the first person in ancient and modern times, and the first person to be squirted by various beasts!"

Song Cheng's defense line had completely collapsed, and he finally began to beg for mercy, "About me... mercy your life... You can do whatever you want me to do, I'm convinced..."
Chapter completed!