Chapter 441 Wen Muchu, Where Are You?

These three men were already impatient at this time.

They couldn't hold back, and they all swallowed, like a wild beast that was about to go mad, and rushed to Zhang He.

From their line of sight, they only saw in the corner of the pavilion, a person wearing a light green skirt, revealing two fair and slender legs.

Lan Xiao was lurking in the thorns outside the pavilion, watching this scene coldly.

Couldn't help but feel nauseated.

Lan Xiao didn't care when the three men found out that Zhang He was a man in the pavilion, because at this moment, she gradually felt the strangeness in her body, which became stronger and stronger.

Her entire consciousness gradually became dazed.

It was as if countless insects had poured into her body, bit by bit devouring her blood and skin.

Facing the pouring rain, she tried to let the rain fall into her body to give her more sobriety.

It's a pity that Lan Xiao's ability to last until this moment is already a powerful bow.

The effect of the drug is almost at its peak.

She was afraid that she could not help but make a sound, so she tore off another piece of cloth from her body and tightly bound her mouth.

Then, she took the bamboo stick again and stabbed her arm fiercely.

Unfortunately, the whole arm was dripping with blood, and I didn't know how much blood had flowed, but this time, there was no pain.

In front of her eyes, it began to blur a little.

Her body was cold and hot, like being frozen on an iceberg, and like being grilled in a sea of ​​fire.

For a while, she couldn't tell where she was and what she was doing.

She was afraid that when her consciousness gradually disappeared, she could not help but make a movement, thus attracting the attention of those few people.

Suddenly, an angry rebuke sounded from the gazebo.

"Fuck, is this a man? I touched him for a long time, but it turned out flat."

"OMG, the organs under this skirt are the same as ours, what the hell is going on here?"

"Could it be that An Yao's bitch teased and played with us?"

"It must be like this, how dare this bitch dare to play with us? His grandmother's, I have never finished with her, don't let me meet her, or I will have to kill her."

"What do I do now, I'm about to explode."

"Yes, me too, but there are no women here, only this man."

"This man looks like a girl. Otherwise, we'll have sex with him. Let's relieve our anger first."

"Grass, don't worry, hold on, it's going to explode."

As a result, Lan Xiao was vague, and only heard a thorn, which seemed to be the sound of the cloth being torn.

After a while, "Ah..." Zhang He's shrill voice resounded inside and outside the pavilion like killing a pig.

Lan Xiao pursed her lips and smiled silently.

This is a kind of cold to the extreme, like a devil's smile.

next moment.

Lan Xiao only felt the blood rushing up, and there was like an irresistible heat in the chest, rushing towards her throat fiercely and fiercely.

Immediately, there was a hint of sweetness in her throat, and a mouthful of blood suddenly flowed from the corner of her mouth.

Lan Xiao's hand touched the corner of his mouth, and the sticky touch stained his fingertips.

She stared blankly at the red blood on her fingertips through the dim light.

At this moment, she is desperate.

She didn't know whether she would be able to get through this stage safely.

At this time, she thought of Wen Muchu.

How she hoped that Wen Muchu would descend from the sky like a patron saint.

At this moment, the more desperate she is, the more she misses Wen Muchu.

Thinking about it, she felt a pain in her heart.

As she thought about it, tears kept rolling in her eyes.

Wen Muchu, where are you?

...

Wen Muchu's eyes were red, and he finally rushed to the pavilion by grabbing An Yao's collar.

The heavy rain was still falling, and the rain blurred his vision.

He threw An Yao outside the gazebo, raised his hand and touched the rain on his eyes.

In the blurred vision, Wen Muchu looked into the pavilion in a daze.

He then saw that three tall men were "besieging" a man who was lying on the ground and could not see clearly.

Wen Muchu narrowed his eyes slightly, when that touch of green broke into his sight.

His whole body seemed to be struck by lightning, and he was instantly sluggish.

An Yao's consciousness at this moment has gradually tended to the stage of trance.

She is like a fish out of water. If you don't give her water the next moment, she will probably die.

However, she still had the last shred of sanity.

She crawled on the dirty floor and looked up into the pavilion.

When she saw the light green dress, she laughed arrogantly.

"Wen Muchu, have you seen it? Lan Xiao has been ruined by those men. Did you see that she is not clean, she is completely dirty. Hahaha, it's so happy to be happy..."

Wen Muchu raised his feet and glanced at An Yao coldly.

An Yao continued: "She is so dirty, do you still want her? Why don't we stay together, how about I protect you like a jade from now on? I'm no worse than Lan Xiao, I'm a hundred times stronger than her, and my figure is even better than hers. I don't know how much. Wen Muchu, I beg you to fulfill me, ah... fulfill me."

An Yao said, she clings to Wen Muchu's legs and gets up from the ground little by little.

The cold rain could no longer relieve the heat of her body.

Only this man's icy physique can satisfy her inner hunger.

A trace of disgust flashed across Wen Muchu's eyes, he sneered, raised his feet slightly, and kicked her into the pavilion mercilessly.

It was really dirty. When this woman touched his legs and feet, he felt so sick that he was about to vomit.

An Yao was kicked down on the stone bench in the pavilion, she made a muffled sound, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.