Chapter 51 Take off clothes for beautiful women

"This is a village." The reaction of the different dust dancing on the back of the butterfly is quite slow. The swordsmen have guessed far away that this may be a village.

Walking closer, the swordsman looked around and found that a light was particularly quiet in the rainstorm, and only the dwarves could be in the golden hills.

"Let's go there. There is a pavilion there." The swordsman looked at the pavilion in the distance for a while and immediately summoned Yi Jianchen to drive them over. The dwarf's house is pitiful, and the pavilion is naturally no exception. If you put the butterfly dance in, you can't go into others.

Several big men stood anxiously in the rain. After all, the rainstorm was too big. If it was drenched like this, the iron people could not bear it. Everyone's eyes are on the Soege swordsman. After all, this young master of the four men is the leader.

"Young master, let's go into the room to grab JIE." Yi Jianchen pointed to the house next to him and wiped his neck: "So we can find a stable cabin."

The sword clan gritted its teeth. To be honest, the sword clan is not like exposing its whereabouts at all. However, looking up, the sword clan has great ability and can't find a place to shelter from the wind and rain and drive away the cold. It seems that there is really only qiang's way to rob.

Thinking of this, the sword clan bit his teeth, pulled out the ice blade in his hand, crossed the periphery of the dwarf village with one foot, and made a move. The different dust and the remaining disciples of the broken swordmen immediately followed him with butterfly clothes.

The swordsquatted by the door. This door was really small, and the swordsquatted just at this height. The sword clan held the knife with its right hand and knocked on the door with its left hand.

"Who is it?" The door was not opened, and the light did go dark first.

"So alert?" The difference spreads the voice to the swordsman.

The sword clan did not pay attention to the news received and said, "Don't you think this sound is very familiar?" The loud words of the swordsman obviously stunned Yi Jianchen. During the period when the dust was stunned, the small door had creaked open.

A head stretched out: "Young Master, why are you here?"

"Damn it, Purple Sword Wuya, why are you here?" Of course, he knew the person in front of him, a brother who had been suffering for many years, but he didn't react in the room. However, when he saw the endless purple sword, he was quite excited to see the dust.

"Let's go first." Zijian Wuya shrank back his head. The swordsmen outside are still polite at this time. This is simply a place where he met an old friend in his hometown and met for a long time. First, stuffed the butterfly dance that had been unconscious, and then the four men began to drill into it.

This door is one arm high and one arm wide, which gives the sword clan a feeling of drilling a dog hole. When the sword clan enters it, the purple sword sits on the ground endlessly. The furniture inside is not large. Fortunately, it can barely be used. The sword clan picked up a chair and sat down. Looking at it again, the room in front of them was actually barely able to live. The swords lay on the ground and stretched their legs, and they could barely sleep.

"Young master, why did you appear here?" Purple Sword Wuya took out a bonfire and threw a few clothes to the swordsmen.

The sword clan first ignored the problem of the endless purple sword, and stretched out their fingers in the middle hole of the butterfly dancer: "Is there any ginger soup?"

"The dwarfs don't seem to drink that thing." Purple Sword Wuya answered helplessly.

"Then get something to dispel the cold first." After saying that, the swordsman took off his clothes and twisted them hard. Grandma's was a bucket of water.

"What about the butterfly door owner?" Purple Sword Wuya took the clothes in the hands of the swordsman, hung them up, and asked casually. There was a dead silence in the room.

Yes, what about the butterfly dance? If Butterfly Dance is a man, it's easy to say anything, and it's a woman, then the matter will be subtle. At least the Butterfly Dance started a fire. With the power of her door owner, it seems that only the swords can resist, so everyone's eyes are on the Swordsman.

The swordsman burst into tears: "I'll do it to you." After venting, the swords had to do their business and dragged the butterfly dance to the next door. The swordsmen themselves were already hanging around and had to drag a person on their hands. Such a move was too difficult. Fortunately, the rest of the guys hurriedly lifted the butterfly dance.

"Don't look." The swordsman brought a dwarf's clothes and told several men outside.

"We don't look, we don't look." Several big men quickly shook their hands. It's hard to say anything about their swords. At least since yesterday, the swordsmen have been looking at Zijian Wuya. This kind of awesome swordsman can only sigh that they are inferior. At least I know that I am still a very shameful virgin so far. If this spreads to Juncheng, the boys will not laugh at themselves to death.

Do you untie the girl's clothes? The sword clan has never done this thing. There is a professional household in this job, alone picking flowers alone. Unfortunately, it is difficult to say whether they can be brothers in the future. Thinking of this, the sword clan inevitably feels a little sad.

The woman in front of him is Jian Xiao's fiancee. Although the two have no legal procedures to prove it, everyone can still see the matter of Lang's concubine. It is because of the identity of butterfly dance that the swordsman trembles even more fiercely. This is not a joke. My aunt may be divided in Jimo Villa. The sword clan is entangled, struggling, and all kinds of tastes are in their hearts.

"The young master is so slow. He cut his clothes with a knife, and then cut it with a knife, and everything will be over." He didn't see the reaction of the sword clan after waiting for a long time, and he was quite dissatisfied.

Zijian Wuya directly slapped the pig on the head: "Does the prince also want to overcome psychological pressure? Don't forget that our son is still a boy. Looking at the work of women, it should be up to old men like us.

There is no reason why Yijianchen won't fight back. That's not become a fool. Anyway, this room is only about four arms long and wide. Yijianchen reached out and slapped him: "Your sister, I know you have bad intentions."

"Don't quarrel with the two doorkeepers. Why don't we make a bet and guess when the young owner will take off his clothes." A disciple of the Broken Sword Gate suggested.

"Good idea. Buy it and leave it. I guess half an hour, press five taels of silver. The dust immediately took out the silver from his clothes.

"Then I'll guess for an hour. Press five taels of silver. Zijian Wuya put the silver on the table and made a great sound.

It was lively outside, and the Soe swordsman inside untied the second button. The pink belly pocket had been printed in the eyes of the swordsman. As long as the two buttons were unbuttoned, the butterfly dance coat would be untied, but at this time, the swordsman was really a little psychologically entangled.

solution? Unsolved? The swordsman's heart is really entangled. This problem is too difficult. Listening to the noise outside, the swordsman's heart is even more entangled. The swordsman took a closer look. I have to say that the figure of the butterfly dance is still quite beautiful, with snow-like skin, concave and convex, and I have to say that the sword flute's vision is still superior. When his thoughts flew here, the swordsman poofed three times. What was the mess in his mind just now? Who is the butterfly dance? The butterfly dance is his future aunt. Thinking of this, the sword clan warned himself that no matter what, he was just changing clothes for the butterfly dance. It's not a big deal.

The hands are slowly stretched out on the third button. As soon as several fingers are twisted, the third button is immediately untied. The fourth button was also unbuttoned smoothly. The arm of the butterfly dance is like a lotus root, and the fingertips are as white as green onions. Although the swordsmen usually believe that they have not reached the point of being rude, they have not seen a girl with a belly pocket so closely.

No, it's a woman. The sword clan took a deep breath, threw away the chaotic thoughts in his mind, and took off the butterfly dance coat from his body. At this time, the butterfly dance is wrapped in a red belly pocket.

The swords even felt that they had begun to breathe. Although the twin peaks wrapped in their pockets were not as great as Xiao Yu, they were not small. They were really pitiful for the virgin swords. The swordsmen warned themselves that the woman in front of them was their future aunt. Although not now, It is definitely the future, so don't have any delusions.

The swordsman's hand reached over the neck of the butterfly dance. The button of this belly pocket is there. At this time, it is useless to force the swordsman to calm down.

It's better to let the two door owners outside help. After thinking about it, this matter is absolutely not good. If Uncle Xiao knew, there must be only one way to die. Compared with himself, Uncle Xiao must be more distrustful of the two masters in this kind of thing. The swordsman took a few deep breaths again, pinched two ropes, pulled them hard, and closed their eyes at the same time. At this time, the swordsman quickly pinched the arm of the butterfly dance and turned the butterfly dance over. At the same time, the swordsman opened their eyes.

The forehead was sweating coldly, and even the rain outside was not as strong as the sweat on the forehead, and the swordsman supported their hands on the ground. With a big breath, grandma took off a dress for the butterfly dance, which was even more tiring than a fight.

The sword clan rested for a long time before looking at the butterfly dance. Without the great peak love** on its chest, the sword clan finally calmed down a little. They quickly unbuttoned the last button of their belly pocket with both hands and pulled out their belly pockets. The swordsman copied the clothes of the dwarves and covered the body of the butterfly dance.

The swordsman finally breathed a deep sigh of relief. His sister's time is like a year. After wiping the sweat on his forehead, the swordsman went out.

Yi Jianchen applauded desperately: "The young owner Niu B finished the matter in half an hour, which is simply a quick decision." The words in Yi Jianchen's mouth are simply disgusting and painful to hear from the sword clan. How can the sword clan not understand the deep meaning of these four words? So the swordsman did not hesitate to give a kick to Yi Jianchen: "It's not as dirty as you think."

"I'm not dirty. I'm just saying that the young master takes off his clothes very fast." Yi Jianchen smiled, but how cheap that smile is.

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