Chapter 190 Necrotic Bone Orb

Compared with Su Xue and Lu Jiao's group of little girls, Han Bing is more feminine, quiet, dignified and charming, and his slender and plump body is full of mature charm of women.

It may be a married woman, and she has been in a high position for a long time, and her cold and arrogant bones sway from time to time, which makes people unable to help but feel conquered.

Han Bing's delicate body, long black hair hanging on the back of the snow-white neck, tall and seductive chest gently rising and falling with breathing, graceful body curves are also gently trembling, shiny calves exposed in the white bath The outside of the robe looks smoother and softer.

Bursts of delicate fragrance soaked into the nose, strands of hair brushed across the face, soft and delicate body, trembling body, Wang Zhu could only feel his blood was swollen, his blood was boiling, his whole body was like an erupting volcano.

Wang Zhu got up from Han Bing's plump body, held Han Bing's soft and cold little hand, and pushed it firmly and forcefully into his arms. The confused Han Bing had no time to react, "Ah..." softly He screamed, and the elastic body fell into Wang Zhu's broad arms. Wang Zhu took advantage of the situation and hugged him tightly, leaning his handsome face against Han Bing's fair neck tenderly, breathing intoxicatedly. With the fragrance of a woman's body.

Han Bing panted nervously, feeling a little uneasy. . . . . . A trace of anticipation. . . . . . A trace of satisfaction. . . . . . A trace of desire. . . . . . Complicated thoughts made her unable to think normally. Perhaps she had been looking forward to this moment for a long time, but she was a proud headmistress after all, and the reserve in her bones kept her clear.

The confused woman seemed to be protesting to Wang Zhu, struggling lightly, whispering in her cherry lips: "Don't...let go...let me go...we don't. .....not like this......"

The woman in his arms seemed to have aroused Wang Zhu's emotions, making him unable to stop being strong on her.

But although Han Bing struggled slightly, he didn't use much strength. Obviously, the long-suppressed instinct was fighting fiercely with reason.

Wang Zhu still hugged her tightly, feeling her soft and warm body trembling constantly, which once again aroused his primitive impulse. He was burning with desire and blood, wanting to conquer the woman who was usually aloof. . . . . .

After all, Wang Zhu, who was a sperm-like brain, still couldn't fight against the primitive desire, so he started to attack his prey.

For a moment, a shiny and seductive delicate body was under Wang Zhu's eyes, and the astonishing mountain-lazy curve made Wang Zhu feel thrilling.

"I beg you... no... please..." Han Bing, who was paralyzed, was powerless to resist, and said begging words with difficulty.

The arrow is on the string and has to be fired!

Now Wang Zhu, even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire in front of him, he can't stop it.

"No......"

Han Bing opened his eyes and looked at Wang Zhu helplessly, said softly not to do this, and made the last effort, just as she said no, the male power had already driven straight in, followed by a long sigh.

Needless to say, the ups and downs.

When Wang Clumsy was lying on the sofa like a dead dog, Han Bing had already put on a bathrobe, with long fluffy hair and a lazy style.

"Bingbing, you are so beautiful." Wang Zhu stared straight at Han Bing who was sitting upright, ready to move, and stretched out his hand to pull.

"You are my devil." Han Bing with a flushed face grabbed Wang Zhu's hand, not letting Wang Zhu move, and sat down next to Wang Zhu with his plump body, which immediately flattered Wang Zhu. You know, in his In memory, Han Bing was as cold as ice, and had never been so active before.

"Wang Zhu, this is our first and last time." Han Bing gently kissed Wang Zhu on the forehead.

"why?"

Wang Zhu almost jumped up, which made him feel ashamed, because Lu Jiao and Ouyang Qingqing were like this.

Grandma, do I look like a man with a one-night stand?

Wang Stupid eats marrow and knows the taste, but he has plans to establish Han Bing as a long-term friend with benefits.

But Han Bing's words shattered his fantasy.

"I'm much older than you." Han Bing showed a rare tenderness on his face, and a white and soft hand gently stroked Wang Chu's strong body.

"Will this affect our sex?" Wang Zhu asked depressedly.

"You approached me just for, for..." Han Bing, who was originally gentle, turned red and glared at Wang Chu. .

"Ah...I..." Although Wang Zhu claims to be a master at picking up girls, he has never been too lazy to figure out a woman's mind. He didn't expect that Han Bing, who was fine just now, would suddenly turn his back on him, and he hesitated and didn't know what to do. said.

"We'll stop here, let's go!" Han Bing got up and gave the order to evict the guest.

"Ah... Bing Bing, it's so dark outside now, where do you want me to go?" Wang Zhu had a mournful face.

"You... rascal!" Han Bing stomped his feet angrily. Normally, when a woman issued such a stern order to evict a guest, any man who wanted to save face would leave, but Wang Stupid could hang on to it openly and aboveboard.

"Bingbing, if you have something to say, come on, sit down, and rest for a while..." Wang Zhu got up and pulled Han Bing.

"Put on your clothes, please."

Seeing the naked Wang Zhu standing up, Han Bing blushed suddenly, and was forced to sit down on the sofa by the shameless Wang Zhu.

Han Bing has always felt powerless against Wang Zhu. This guy is not only brazen, but also pretends to be incomprehensible.

"Don't be angry, Bingbing. No one knows how long a person can live in this world. Didn't Li Bai, the poet, say, 'you must have fun when you are happy in life, don't let the golden cup be empty to the moon', this is a good statement Ah! Think about it, the father and son of Wu Wanguo, who used to be so famous, are all dead, so, this person, you should enjoy yourself in time, and why not worry about those nonsense things, as long as you are happy, otherwise I, Wang Zhu, will go out tomorrow He was hit by a car and died..." Wang Zhu spared no effort to use his philosophy of life to brainwash Han Bing, a top student.

"No nonsense." Han Bing covered Wang Zhu's mouth.

"Bing Bing, think about it, if I die tomorrow, if I think that I didn't have fun with the beautiful Bing Bing Wushan Yunyu in time when I die, wouldn't it be a shame to die?"

"It's all some crooked reasoning!" Han Bing's tone eased a lot, and he said coquettishly.

"This is not unreasonable, it is a famous saying."

"Who said that?" Han Bing believed it was true and asked.

"That's what the stupid guy said."

"..." Han Bing was dumbfounded.

"Hahaha... The spring night is short, let's enjoy ourselves in time!" Wang Zhu laughed loudly, and grabbed Han Bing's slender waist, trying to score twice.

"No." Han Bing grabbed Wang Zhu's arm.

"Bingbing..." Wang Zhu called out affectionately.

"No!" Han Bing was extremely firm.

"why?"

"You have already got me, so you don't have to worry about dying."

"..." This time, Wang Zhu was stunned.

"Go to bed earlier." Seeing Wang Zhu stunned and frustrated, Han Bing was inexplicably happy, got up, walked to his room, and smiled back at Wang Zhu at the moment the door was closed.

"Could this be the legendary Bai Meisheng who looks back and smiles?!"

Wang Zhu was so amused by the astonishing look back and the smile, he was extremely hot and depressed.

Wang Zhu's brainwashing skills are excellent, but he can only deceive a little girl like Lu Jiao, and it has no effect on an intellectual woman like Han Bing.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

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Wang Chu, who was in an irritable mood, felt that the sound of flying knives being stuck on the wall downstairs seemed to have become much louder.

"Xiaobao, are you annoying? It's midnight, can you be quiet!" Wang Zhu shouted from downstairs.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

. . . . . .

Shi Xiaobao didn't bother to talk to Wang Zhu at all, he was still concentrating on throwing the throwing knife.

After just a short period of practice, Shi Xiaobao figured out some essentials. Out of the seven knives thrown out, two of them were able to be thrown onto the cutting board three meters away, which made Shi Xiaobao more devoted.

Just as Wang Zhu said, Shi Xiaobao is extremely concerned about the things he is interested in. Even if there is a stunning beauty, he will never waver. This is completely different from Wang Zhu who sees sex and forgets profit.

Hearing the noise below and thinking of the beauties in the room, Wang Zhu felt uneasy, so he simply took out the bone bead that nourished the undead to play with.

The gray-white bone beads are dimmed under the light, and the quaint characters have a feeling of being baptized by the years.

Undoubtedly, Wu Zijian spent a lot of thought on this bone bead, and finally gave up after he really couldn't control the undead spirit he raised. Otherwise, with Wu Zijian's cruel heart, he would never give up halfway.

Suddenly, Wang Zhu had the urge to shed a drop of blood.

If you can control it from being backlashed, it's not bad to raise a dead spirit to do some killing and robbing things.

A drop of blood should be no problem!

Under the strong desire, Wang Zhu pierced the skin with a needle, and dripped a drop of blood on the bone bead.

"laugh!"

There was a slight sound, like the sound of water dripping on a hot soldering iron. After the glaring blood dripped onto the bone bead, it was like water dripping into the desert.

There was a suffocating silence.

Wang Chou, who was fully alert, did not wait until the undead appeared. However, the bone beads had undergone obvious changes. The dull surface became much smoother, showing a kind of vitality. Of course, inside the vitality, There is a kind of subterranean spirit, which is more appropriate to describe it with a vigor and vitality.

Wang Zhu was a little disappointed.

Although the bone beads had changed, but under the test with spiritual energy, there was no sign of life.

Obviously, a drop of blood is not enough to wake up the undead that have been sleeping for several years. Usually, the undead abandoned by their masters will sleep and die gradually.

Wang Zhu was going to drip a little blood to see the situation, but he was afraid of going too far and losing control, so he controlled this desire.

Wang Zhu’s understanding of raising dead spirits came from the jade slips given to him by Qin Shihuang. According to the jade slips, raising dead spirits is like raising children. You must be patient. It cannot be done overnight. The more spiritual you are, the more destructive you will be in battle.

Of course, Wang Chu is not a patient person. He restrained his desire only because of Wu Zijian's lessons learned from the past.

Wu Zijian's raising the undead did not happen overnight, he even did not hesitate to mutilate himself to raise the undead, but in the end he gave up halfway, presumably because the backlash of the undead was too strong to be controlled, so it can be seen that raising the undead also has certain risks.

In addition, this undead is Wu Zijian's unfinished evil. Normally, others cannot take it over, because Wu Zijian's blood is already in the undead. Waking up the undead at this time will only bite back the new master. The best way It is to wait and see the changes, nourish slowly, let Gu Zhu get acquainted with the breath of the new owner, and slowly erase the traces of Wu Zijian through time and mana.

In fact, with Wang Zhu's ability, it is entirely possible to raise a new dead spirit, and the risk is much safer than taking over Wu Zijian's dead spirit. However, Wang Zhu is not so vicious that he specially kills a living person to take his skull to make bone beads .

After playing with the Necromancer Bone Bead for a while, Wang Cun was still not in the mood to sleep, so he ran downstairs to watch Shi Xiaobao practice throwing knives.

Shi Xiaobao was in a state of obsession, turning a blind eye to the onlookers Wang Zhu, and focused on practicing the throwing knife skills.

"Is this the Xiaoshi Flying Knife that is widely rumored in the world?"

Seeing Shi Xiaobao destroying a good wall to pieces, Wang Zhu couldn't help but sarcastically said.

"Hmph, wait, it won't be long before Xiaoshi Flying Knife will become famous all over the world!" Shi Xiaobao snorted coldly, picked up a throwing knife and pointed it at Wang Zhu, making a gesture to throw it.