Chapter 105： The King of Womenswear (1/2)
Lin Chou woke up in a daze, struggling to spit out a half-coagulated blood clot in his mouth. The trachea had been smeared by the blood clot, and he was breathing like the broken bellows in a small hall in an alley for more than a hundred years.
There was a sharp pain in the arm, a sharp pain in the chest, and there was no place on the whole body that was ranting about the bad situation.
Lin Chou blinked before his eyes began to focus.
What fills the eye is a whole piece of verbs that undulate sharply and are veritable, trembling and heavy, having reached the indescribable realm above ”shaking”-the supreme ”trembling”.
More than a dozen women with dark skin and tight muscles surrounded him, countless pairs of delicate little hands touching him, a few towering peaks almost touching the tip of his nose, full of unknown but making him heart The smell of violent beating.
”hiss.”
When the nose became hot, two pieces of blood spurted out.
In front of Lin Chou stood an exceptionally tall woman, with a curve like a cheetah in the forest, two pieces of animal skin covering the key parts, exposing large areas of skin and surprisingly long legs.
The simple and primitive animal skin dresses wore a thrilling wild beauty on her body.
Her thighs, waist, and neck were painted with blood-red lines that circled around her, like a fascinating flower growing, strange and quiet, spreading directly to her pointed chin and half of her face.
This woman was condescending, staring coldly at Lin Chou, her red lips lightly opened and her teeth half bitten, and her voice was like melting snow from an iceberg.
”The blasphemer, remember my name, the imperial daughter of the blood **** tribe, Chizhi!”
The bottom suddenly boiled, and the women screamed.
”The Blasphemer! He is awake!!”
”kill him!”
”Pray for the girl! Peel off his skin, take off his spine, crush all the bones, and offer it to Lord Blood God!”
Lin Chou noticed that the women who kept groping around him were changing ”clothes” for him. Two pieces of tanned simple animal skins surrounded his chest and thighs, which were exactly the same as these women's dresses.
There was a cool breeze whizzing between the legs, and then thinking about the dozen or so women who slapped me and slapped me, Lin Chou just murmured in his heart, I'm still a virgin.
”Fuck! I'm crazy, kill or pluck or pluck, what does TM mean to wear a skirt for Lao Tzu?”
”Lao Tzu tells you that the most shameless and shameless thing in the entire base city is Lao Tzu. What if there is no man in your tribe? I don't know if men should wear pants! A manly man stands upright, thinking that changing Lao Tzu's clothes will make Lao Tzu succumb. Under your lustful power? Don't think about it!”
”boom.”
Chi only slapped Lin Chou's words back into his stomach.
Lin Chou vomited blood and took a mouthful of blood, and pulled out a smiley face with difficulty, ”Hey, hey, why are you such a rude woman! If you have something to say! Old...this handsome just made a joke, or else, let's discuss it again.” ?”
Standing barefoot on the ground,
”Send him to the altar and offer him to Lord Blood God!”
A few women listened to them, carrying Lin Chou up to the altar, and violently threw him in the middle of a group of **** corpse fragments, which was a ”gift” left by him falling off the cliff.
Ten hapless living corpses made mats for him, and none of them were spared.
”Hey hey, what are you doing?”
Of course Lin Chou didn't want to be sacrificed to some **** god, God knows what the **** it is? In case it is an ugly old woman, does it mean to lose her virginity if she is greedy for his beauty?
Lin Chou struggled in the blood, his hands and legs were tied with a rope tanned with some kind of animal tendons, which was very tough, and the more he struggled, the tighter he tightened.
The woman under the altar lit a torch and made a cry of ”Ao Ho Ho Hoo”, sharp and piercing, as if calling something.
”Please enjoy the sacrifice!”
”Blood God is here!”
”Blood God forgive sin!”