Chapter 562

That day, the red brothers were still young, but they already knew what a beautiful woman was.

In their eyes, the daughter of the innkeeper in the town is already the most beautiful woman in the world. She is 10000 times more beautiful than her mother Zhuoma. Especially when she wears jeans and high heels, even the youngest coca Da will drool secretly.

But when they saw the goddess, they knew that the beautiful daughter of the innkeeper was so ugly that she couldn't even compare with a hair of the goddess!

Now, the goddess asked Rihong and teren to wash her clothes.

For them, it was a great honor. Forgetting their inferiority and fear, they jumped out of the door like a leopard, grabbed the clothes and shoes in the hands of the goddess, and rushed out with cheers. They turned a blind eye to Coca Da, who was extremely disappointed.

Coca Da felt that he had no face. Water mist floated in his big eyes. He was about to go out with his teeth clenched. When he was lying in his mother's arms and crying, he heard the goddess say to him: "young man, wait a minute."

young fellow?

She called me a boy!

Coca Da's waist, suddenly straight, tears brush back, eyes shining.

He saw that the goddess gave him a smile and began to undress.

"She must be the goddess that everyone talks about!"

With the shedding of her clothes, the goddess showed her white porcelain skin, vertical twin mountains, slender waist and long legs. Coca Da thought of the goddess in the story told by the old people in the town.

Otherwise, how could mortals be so beautiful?

But coca Da often saw Zhuoma's body. His skin was so black and rough. Shuangshan, which fed him up, had been drooping for a long time. As for his body, there was no way to compare it.

In the face of real beauty, no matter how small a man is, he has the right aesthetic outlook. Although coca Da stubbornly believes that besides the goddess, Zhuoma is the most beautiful woman in the world.

The goddess did not shy away from coca Da, even chuckled and stretched out her white right hand: "young man, can I ask you to size my clothes for me? I'll give you a reward. "

In her right hand, she held a pile of colorful tickets.

Coca Da knew that it must be money, just different from what he usually saw.

"I don't want money, I do! Don't worry, I'll wash it clean! "

After swallowing and holding his clothes in his arms, he took another look at the goddess, who was covered with red fruits. Then he turned and ran out of the door with a loud roar, like a cat in spring.

Gukoda ran too fast, otherwise when the goddess turned around, she would see the two scarlet gates stabbed in some part of her body.

In fact, fortunately, he didn't see it.

If he did, the goddess would kill him - even if he was a four-year-old.

"Alas, no matter how small a man is, he has male characteristics."

After Coca Da ran out, the killing intention in the goddess's eyes slowly faded away. With a sigh, she turned to the Kang and looked at her little lover for a moment. Then she climbed up and held him in her arms. Then she pulled the dirty quilt and covered her body.

The little lover's body is cold, just like the stone at the bottom of zasigur lake, more like a corpse.

But the goddess knows that he is not dead, he still has a slight pulse, he is just frozen, the body started the self-protection skills, let him coma in the past, so as to reduce the heat required for the normal operation of body skills.

The goddess knows better that if the man didn't hold her tightly all the time under the water and deliver all the oxygen in his lungs to her mouth at the critical moment, depending on his strength, he would never have been in a coma due to lack of oxygen in his brain, and she would never have survived.

She came back alive, but the man was still in a deep coma and cold.

If you can't wake him up from coma now, I believe he will never wake up again, the best result will be a vegetable.

The only way to wake up a frozen person is to give him enough warmth.

On the way to Tengger's house, the goddess always held the man tightly in her arms, but it was not enough to make him feel the moderate heat.

What men need most is a pot of fire.

Goddess red fruit body, is the best pot of fire, she has enough assurance, with her body to this called high flying guy, feel warm from deep coma.

The guy who closed his eyes and pretended to be dead was called Gao Fei. He warmed his goddess with his warm body and called an GUI Wang.

At the moment of the first real contact between the two bodies, an Guiwang shivered fiercely. The cool air from Gao Fei's body took the opportunity to walk through every nerve of her, which made her unable to help Shenyin.

But after nine fingers, an Guiwang felt that a flame suddenly rose from the Dantian.

The hot flame, like a volcanic eruption, made her body temperature rise sharply. A red dot appeared on her white porcelain skin, and she became a stove.

Hugging Gao Fei tightly, an Guiwang's right index finger touched his forehead and sighed in a low voice: "Alas, I saved you to repay you for saving me. When you are completely demobilized, I will let you die for nothing. "

Taking a deep breath, an Guiwang drilled his head out of the quilt and looked at the things on the haystack: some modern individual combat equipment, a Golden Snake sword, and a white book wrapped in plastic.

Holding out his right hand like white porcelain, Angui King grabbed the white envelope Angui Sutra and murmured, "it seems that it's fate that you can bring this book up to me. I just don't know if the body of the old thief Tu (Angui king had heard Gao Fei call a living Buddha like this when he was hiding in the coffin) in Kayang could float out?"

Angui Wang looked down at Gao Fei. The latter still closed his eyes, but he could feel that his pulse was gradually strengthening. He said with a bitter smile: "boy, you can make the great Angui Wang warm you with his clean body. You must be a good man in your last life. But unfortunately, you'll never have a chance to show that to your friends again. "

Gao Fei is still speechless, like a dead man.

Anguiwang no longer spoke, so he stared at him.

I don't know how long later, Angui king suddenly gave him a kiss on the mouth.

A tremor she had never experienced made her cheeks red and hot, and the temperature rose several degrees.

"I, how can I do this? I can't help it."

After biting his lower lip, king an GUI forced the palpitation to the bottom of his heart and began to think about an GUI Jing again: "Alas, it seems that the Scripture can't be found any more, and he can't use the magic of Zhonggong any more. However, if we can get this white Scripture, we won't worry about it any more. It seems that this is also fate. After all, in the past two thousand years, only one Tiemuzhen has appeared among the dozens of generations of Angui kings. "

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Zhuoma is honest, kind and simple. When she was boiling water with her husband, she listened to his husband's detailed narration of his dangerous experience. After seeing the two wolves with half of their heads broken, she had no doubt that the girl was the goddess of zasigur lake.

At the first sight of the beautiful goddess, Zhuoma didn't want to be seen by her again because of her strong inferiority than the three red brothers on that day. However, Tengger had to let her go in and tell the goddess that the hot water was ready.

Tengger was not Zhuoma. He had been to the metropolis in those years and had some insight.

After seeing his three sons washing clothes with excitement, Tengger finally realized that the goddess was not a goddess, but a girl who died with her little lover.

Just, why can there be so fierce girl in the world, easily killed two wild wolves.

Tengger doesn't want to ask these questions. He knows that he is not qualified to understand these questions, let alone to send hot water to girls, because he is a man and the girls have taken off their clothes now.

Helpless, honest Zhuoma had to enter the room.

Tengger didn't dare to eavesdrop on the girl and his wife, because he was afraid that he would become the two wolves. But when he started to pick the two wolves, the corner of his eye was always watching the door.

When he saw Zhuoma go in, he came out soon, and then he took the big barrel of his family in.

Seeing this, Tengger understood what the girl was going to do: she was going to warm her little lover with warm water.

Thinking that the goddess like girl had taken off her clothes now, Tengger's heart would jump violently. If he hadn't wrung off her thigh in time, he would have come to the window to peep.

When Tengger was biting his teeth to pick the skin of the wolf, his wife Zhuoma finally walked out of the room, came to him with a blank face, and stammered with a thick stack of tickets in his hand: "what is this? The goddess gave it to me

Dangle took the bill, and his whole body trembled with electric excitement.

Zhuoma didn't know what it was, but Tengger, who had been to the metropolis, knew this kind of banknote: it's US dollars, each of which has a face value of 500. These banknotes can be as many as 70 or 80.

When he was in the metropolis, Tengger saw with his own eyes that a dollar like this could buy seven or eight good sheep.

Maybe, it won't take a few to take good care of Zhuoma and find a good school for her three children... With all these dollars, Tengger is all over the place.

Zhuoma, who had no insight, quickly fell on the ground.

Only their three children are still rubbing their clothes in front of the water table.

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When Rihong and gukoda fight for a bag of popcorn, anguiwang slowly opens his eyes.

A touch of golden sunlight, through the dirty window glass, sprinkled on the dark wall, added a bit of magnificence to this dilapidated room.

When anguiwang arrived at Tengger's house with a walking tractor, at about 3:00 or 4:00 in the morning, the eastern sky was just bright, but now there was a sunset through the window glass, which proved that sixteen or seven hours had passed.

She has been sleeping for more than ten hours. When she opens her eyes again, her spirit and physical strength have fully recovered.

Even the injured part, which was hit by the living Buddha of Kayang, is no longer important.

The clothes that were washed by red brothers that day had been put by Zhuoma on the edge of Kang and placed neatly.

A smell of flesh and bones floated in through the dilapidated door, and her stomach murmured like a reflex.

The yard outside was so quiet that the sound of birds flapping their wings could be heard, and the two of them chatting and laughing in a low voice on the stove.

Anguiwang knew that Tengger's life would be greatly changed because of her presence, and the tens of thousands of dollars would definitely make him a local rich man.

Of course, the premise must be based on the condition that their family does not die.