Wu Li Niang was dripped with wax oil, fell on the saddle, and was carried to the iron bed. She was holding a whip in her hand and swayed by the rocking chair. This was a match for a girl with no practical experience. Fortunately, Liu Li Wa replaced the tools with her body in time, which prevented Wu Li Niang from going astray and embarking on an alternative path.

Listening to Wu Liniang's screams as shocking the world and crying ghosts, it is enough to show that Liu Liwa's magical weapons are better than all props. The true duels are all about physical confrontation as the real heroes. They win and lose comfortably...[]

"Crack, creak, creak. Crack, creak, creak, creak."

This rhythm is "weak, weak, second-strong"... Liu Liwa just wants to surpass the broken iron bed, at least he has to overshadow him in his voice, but he can only overshadow the creaking sound of the iron bed. If he wants to surpass Wu Liniang's soprano, it is basically hopeless. At the same time, it also shows that Liu Liwa's grasp of the depth and shallowness has reached the point of perfection.

Wu Li Niang was even more awesome than Liu Li Wa. She opened her voice and screamed. The tone was high and low, sometimes loud and loud, and the sound could enter the clouds, sometimes low and gentle, making people feel numb. Although it was the first time, she yearned for trouble and had been stuffy for a long time, and had strong theoretical experience support. At this time, she was like a tiger coming out of the cage, and she was like going up the mountain to learn art with a deep hatred of blood. Now Yicheng is preparing to go down the mountain to take revenge. In short, she was holding her breath and released it all at this moment.

In Wu Liniang's great enthusiasm, Liu Liwa was also ignited. He tried his best to fight hard, sweating profusely. Wu Liniang was not afraid and took the initiative to face the enemy. The two of them went back and forth, and neither of them was willing to be outdone. For a moment, the sky and the earth were dark and the sun and the moon were gone.

From iron bed battles to wooden beds, from wooden bed battles to rocking chairs, from rocking chairs to saddles, Wu Liniang and Liu Liwa discovered that this saddle man could also be used, and it was more suitable.

The war continued. Even though Wu Liniang was the first time to participate in the exhibition, and Liu Liwa experienced many battles, Wu Liniang was not at all inferior. She practiced all her theoretical knowledge one by one, which made Liu Liwa a little difficult to resist, especially the plump pp, which was as plump as a millstone, when she sat down, it was like a mountain pressing on the top of the mountain, lifting it up like a mountain rising up, and falling to the ground and shaking the mountain. Even though Liu Li Wa's magical soldier was against the will of heaven, he could only be "suppressed" in the "mountain".

Liu Liwa looked down and saw that a proud divine weapon in the past was buried in the "mountain", which seemed so insignificant. Wu Li Niang was so plump, and her flesh was growing here.

Wu Liniang screamed like crazy, as if she was blowing the horn of a decisive battle. Liu Liwa did not expect that Wu Liniang would burst out with such powerful combat power in the first battle. Of course, Liu Liwa could not admit defeat and gritted her teeth to fight. Unfortunately, after hundreds of rounds, Wu Liniang was still in a high spirit of fighting, and there was no impending failure. This made Liu Liwa sigh that women have no limits!

There is no broken land, only exhausted cattle.
Chapter completed!