Located in a huge private estate in France, the ancient forest is lush.

From time to time, flying saucers ejected into the air. A telescopic metal frame stood in the middle of the forest. On the top platform, a young man who looked as elegant as a prince was wearing goggles and holding a laser ray gun full of metal texture...

As he turned around and pulled the trigger, laser lights shot out, and the sound of "bang" continued, and the flying saucers popped out of the forest were blown away one by one.

After a round of shooting, he touched the headset hanging on his ears, listened to the message coming from inside, and his brows gradually frowned.

I raised my hand and patted the red button on the cylinder beside me, and the telescopic metal frame holding the platform slowly descended. When I reached the ground, the platform had completely melted into the lawn in the forest, and it was difficult to see something strange.

Two servants dressed in ancient Western court servants came over, one of whom was holding a tall and tall horse with extraordinary white and extraordinary body, while the other helped to remove the equipment from the 'prince'.

The 'Prince' took the reins and turned over the white horse. When he knocked on the horse's belly, he immediately ran and shuttled through the forest. Two knights rushed out from the woods on both sides at the same time, followed closely behind, more like guards.

The three horses quickly ran out of the forest in the private manor and ran all the way to the castle-style building on the hillside of the green lawn. The three of them grabbed the upright horse with their hooves. The "Prince" jumped off the horse, and the two knights behind him immediately took his horse and left.

"Sir, the improvement of the 'mermaid' has been completed." A middle-aged butler with a clear face walked out of the gate and turned to a blonde beauty who walked out of the room.

This is an indescribable beauty with an angel-like face and a graceful figure, which is simply a masterpiece of God.

The 'Prince' took the wet towel handed to the servant and wiped his hands. He walked to the beauty, bowed and smiled slightly, "Beautiful lady, can you ask you to dance?"

"Of course." The beauty made a pleasant sound, and a tender horn rested on the hand of the 'prince'.

The music sounded from somewhere, and the two were already hugging each other and dancing on the flat green grass.

Looking at the beautiful woman's crystal clear eyes, the 'Prince' smiled warmly: "Caesar, it's not good to be trustworthy. You are not at jail yet. You should know that the 'Sun God' you promised to give me has not been given to me."

The beauty blinked her beautiful eyes, as if she couldn't understand his words, and suddenly a "ziz" sound came from her head. A burnt black smoke came out of her ears.

The 'Prince' frowned and let go and retreated to the side. The beauty with black smoke in her ears retreated with a little apology. The housekeeper on the side quickly walked over, reached into the blonde hair on the back of the beauty's head and pressed the switch. The beauty immediately stiffened and motionless.

"What's going on?" The 'Prince' pointed at the beauty and asked.

"Maybe there is still some problem with the voice recognition system. I can't understand what you just said for a while. It may be a short circuit. I will let them continue to improve as soon as possible." The butler said embarrassedly. It turned out that this almost real beauty was just a robot.

In the underground paradise under the stormy waves of the Atlantic Ocean, Rom behind the desk was supported by his elbows. He held his head with his hands and stared at the table with a gloomy face.

Anna, wearing a woman's suit, walked in and stood beside him and said, "They have tried their best and can't contact him. I don't know where he was locked up by the Chinese military."

Rom suddenly stood up and grabbed the crystal sculpture on the desk, his arm was angrily raised, and he fell to pieces on the spot.

He was very angry. If there was no news about Lin Zixian, the list he was eager to get would be impossible to talk about.

"There will always be news." Anna walked behind him, tried to wrap her arms around his waist, closed her eyes and rubbed her body, enjoying the breath on his body, and murmured: "You need to relax."

Rom suddenly grabbed her with his backhand, grabbed her long brown wavy hair, and directly pressed her upper body down on the desk, and pulled her pants away frantically. After untied the constraints of her lower body, he pressed against Anna's plump buttocks, and then thrust deeply into it with a beast roar, hitting like crazy.

Anna looked painful, and with the satisfaction she finally got, she willingly endured his torture...

After a long time, Rom let go of her with a decadent look on his face, fell to his office chair, and shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I couldn't control my emotions for the moment."

Anna, who was half dead, lying on the desk, moved, supported herself hard, fell on his thigh, hugged his neck and kissed, "Rom, you should obey your wishes, why should you control it?"

Rom pushed her away impatiently, "You let them get the bracelet quickly."

"It will satisfy you." Anna knelt on the ground, burying her head between his legs and moving.

"Anna, don't do this." Rom wanted to push her away with disgust. He firmly believed that such a thing should not happen between superiors and subordinates.

But Anna hugged her tightly and just kept busy with herself. Finally, Rom's breathing became heavy and he grabbed her hair with both hands...

In the quarry in the northern suburbs of the capital, two military off-road groups stopped in the snow covered with silver, Lin Bao, Lin Zixian, Mr. Qi and Su Mi got out of the car.

Su Mi greeted the two drivers, and the two off-road vehicles quickly returned on the same road and disappeared outside the quarry.

Before long, another car drove into the valley of the quarry and stopped more than ten meters away from the four people.

Two pairs of feet wearing cloth shoes stepped into the snow, and an old man got off from the left and right of the car. One was fat and the other was thin, and the gray cloth gowns were all with gray braids. If you accidentally, you would mistakenly think that these two people were from the Qing Dynasty.

The two of them swept at the few people with bright eyes. They didn't recognize Lin Bao in suit and sunglasses. They thought Lin Bao was pretending to be the one who had not arrived yet.

The two of them received the challenge to come to the appointment.

Lin Zixian looked at the thin old man among them, and hated him so much that he couldn't help but waved his hand and said, "Old man, it's the good thing that guy did."

It smells like a child complaining to adults. There is no way. I know that my skills are not as good as others. It would be a pity to have a master next to me.

The thin old man An Zhiyu was his younger brother. He raised his hand and waved it, and the car that carried them also left the valley.

"An Zhiyu, An Zhifeng, I haven't seen you for many years, but I didn't expect you two to be alive." Lin Bao stepped out of the snow among the few people, stood steadily across from the two of them, took off his sunglasses and threw them back, and Lin Zixian caught them.

"You... are you Lin Xiaoyao?"

The fat and thin old man was surprised when he saw Lin Bao's appearance clearly. Unexpectedly, Lin Bao still looked so young, except for his braids that turned into short hair, his appearance had almost not changed much.

There was shock in the eyes of the two brothers looking at each other. There were only two possibilities: one was to have the ability to keep the face, and the other possibility was that when this guy was at this age, he had already entered the house and reached the level of delaying aging?

The two are probably the former.

"Of course it's me. It seems that the two of you are so forgetful! When you two brothers led the guards to chase after grandpa, they were deeply impressed by you two." Lin Bao laughed and said, "When I came out of the mountain ten years later and wanted to find Tianlong Bald Donkey to take revenge, I didn't expect that the bald thief was eager to see the Buddha, and had already been sent to the West by a glass of poisonous wine, which made him cheaper."

Seeing that he was insulting his master in words, the two brothers shouted angrily: "Bold! Lin Xiaoyao, you shameless thief are worthy of insulting the national master."

"Bah! The bones have turned into loess. I have a lot of insulting him." Lin Bao pointed at An Zhiyu's nose and sneered: "I didn't want to argue with you, but An Zhiyu, you dog slave, dare to use the 'Tianlong Vein Cutting Hand' on my disciples to bully the small ones for the big ones. Could it be that there is no one in the White Lotus Sect?"

An Zhiyu glanced at Mr. Qi and snorted, "Everyone can kill the demon of the White Lotus Sect. If it weren't for the face of the old general Qi, how could he have his life?"

The two brothers always had deep feelings for the Qing court, and they knew that they still had braids. The White Lotus Sect often rebelled by the court during the Qing Dynasty. They had no good feelings for the White Lotus Sect at all. This was because they didn't know that Lin Bao was a member of the White Lotus Sect before, otherwise the scale of pursuing Lin Bao at that time would have been larger.

"What a big tone." Lin Bao smiled faintly, "An Zhiyu, An Zhifeng, ask yourself how your current cultivation is compared to the Tianlong in the past?"

"It's a little worse than that, but it's enough to deal with you." An Zhifeng snorted coldly.

In fact, any of the two brothers were slightly better than the Tianlong Lama back then. After all, the years of cultivation were placed here. The Tianlong Lama was just over 90 years old when he was killed by poisoned wine. Before his death, he did not give the Japanese martial arts secrets to the Japanese, but they were all passed to his two disciples, asking the two disciples to escape with their secrets, and he was loyal to the last emperor, and died a little sad.

The two brothers can be said to have all the true teachings of the Tianlong Lama, the number one master of the Qing Dynasty, and the century of hard work, they are indeed not comparable to the Tianlong Lama of the year. However, the two of them could not say that they were more powerful than their masters, and they were slightly worse than they were just to show respect for their masters.

"I still remember the style of the Great Lama of the Dragon." Lin Bao said this, a hint of awe appeared on his face. Although he was defeated by the other party, it did not hinder his respect for the strong. The monk did have real skills.

I saw him unbutton his clothes and take off his upper suit and throw it behind him, revealing his thin white shirt on his upper body. He was not afraid of the cold at all, but instead smiled excitedly: "It's a pity that Tianlong Bald Donkey died too early. He has never met a decent opponent since then. I can't fight with Tianlong Bald Thief again. I feel regretful for my whole life. I hope you two don't let me down." (To be continued...)

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