Chapter 71 Section III 2

In Phoenix Village, it was almost noon.It was already very hot, so there was no sound.All the animals hid in the shade-including the assassins and the little whores.But Xue Song was still repairing his ballista, regardless of the scorching sun and his own sweat.At first, Hongxian thought Xue Song's focused attitude was very interesting, so he tattooed a fly on his buttocks, and later drew a chessboard on his spine to play chess with himself.Unfortunately, she lost this game of chess.Later, she felt that Xue Song was lying on the ground like a horse, so she dressed him up like a horse—hanging two leaves on his ears, pretending to be horse ears; after that, Xue Song's ears could turn in all directions .He got some dry sheep's beard grass and put it on his neck, pretending to be a mane; after that, Xue Song snorted like a horse.Later, she took a peacock feather and stuck it in his anus as a pony tail.As a result, Xue Song's appearance became even weirder.

Later, the peacock feather twirled around to catch flies—by the way, since the red thread tattooed a fly on the buttocks, this part is very attractive to flies, and it only attracts male flies.Not only does this mean that the red thread is a female fly, but that this fly is sexy, a movie star in the fly world—this feather is haunted, a groupie.A golden-headed fly is playing in the distance, which is the least noticeable phenomenon, but this feather has become vigilant and automatically points in its direction.As it flies a little nearer, the tips of its feathers begin to shake, like a rattlesnake wagging its tail, signaling a menace; the frequency and amplitude of the shaking increases as the fly approaches.When the fly approached within reach of the feathers, it remained motionless; waiting for the fly to come closer.It wasn't until it flew into the death trap that a violent jerk knocked it out of the air.It's hard to believe that Xue Song's anal sphincter created such a miracle. If so, what else can't be done by human assholes?I agree with Red Line, part of Xue Song has turned into a horse...

Excited by the situation, Red Thread finally got on top of him and tapped his heels on his ribs, urging him to move.But Xue Song couldn't help shaking his head excitedly, shaking that peacock feather, almost running with his feet.Following this direction, the result is obvious: Xue Song has become a horse.In Redline's opinion, it's obvious which animal is cuter, a husband or a horse.In particular, she felt that this horse had no fur and delicate skin, and it was much more comfortable to ride than other horses... However, the story did not develop in this direction.Xue Song remained indifferent to the harassment of the red line. He only said "don't hate it" and concentrated on his repair work.This attitude finally made the red thread stand in awe.She wiped away all traces of mischief from him, and when she found a piece of plantain, she slapped him... Although this story is not finished yet, I have already made a big step forward.

Now, it was noon in Wanshou Temple, and all the cicadas stopped abruptly.The newly painted red walls are solemn and solemn, and they are talking about the scorching heat with a straight face.In Fenghuang Village, Xue Song was squatting on the ground, with his knees close to his armpits, his shoulders tightly clamping his head, holding the wooden parts in his hands, and studying the ballista he made. Not even sexy.But Hongxian thinks this kind of focused spirit is very sexy.Because she has never been able to concentrate on doing anything, she likes to see others concentrate on doing things the most, and finds this attitude very sexy... At the same time, Xue Song entered the wooden heart of this ballista little by little, Gradually turned into this ballista.At this moment, the red line saw that the thing hanging between his legs gradually grew longer, like a prolapsed internal organ--as we all know, the thing sometimes becomes straight, but it is not like this now .From the lower part alone, Xue Song looks like an old mare that has just given birth to a foal.It was dark red in color, and one end was already hanging down to the ground.This sight completely spoiled the solemn atmosphere.At the beginning, Hongxian covered his mouth with his hands and laughed, but then he couldn't help laughing out loud.Xue Song asked stupidly: What are you laughing at?The red thread didn't bother to answer.This kind of smirking attitude certainly annoyed Xue Song, but he was too busy to ask questions.The woman in white was very satisfied with the story, and she said: Well written—that's what you men are like!This sentence hit me like a slap in the face.It turns out that we men are so worthless!