film past life

Bei Mingfeng, who left with Shiliu, knew that the man had appeared, but he didn't care. The life and death of irrelevant people was never in his concern. What's more, the man's goal was not him, but His unlucky master, the most important thing is that this unlucky master will show up after a while, so that man will definitely run away, so he doesn't even bother to pay attention.

Now, the biggest thing for Bei Mingfeng is to accompany Shiliu back to the palace to see the specific situation.That Bei Mingjin's luck is indeed not what makes him an emperor.

Now that he has decided to go back to the palace to wade through this muddy water, it is best to go faster.He didn't want to waste too much time on this mundane matter.

So, as soon as they walked outside the town, when there was no one around, Bei Mingfeng teleported to the inner courtyard of the palace with Shiliu.

This is the second time Shiliu has set foot in the palace. The last time was not long ago. Although he was not very impressed with the palace, at this time, he clearly felt something different. It seemed that there was something more, but it was more specific. What, he really couldn't say, he just felt that this palace obviously had a depressing and uncomfortable feeling.

On the other side, Bei Mingfeng had an unexpected expression on the scene in front of him.

This is indeed the case, with Bei Mingjin's style, after taking down the palace, it will make you feel strange if he doesn't do anything.Therefore, in this imperial palace, he has set up restrictions everywhere, and the closer to the emperor's bedroom, the stronger the restrictions, which is nothing more than a normal thing.

However, what could not be more normal was a huge torture to Shiliu.

The more he walked in, the more uncomfortable he became. Under such restraint, he was so oppressed that he couldn't breathe, his face gradually turned pale, and his lips gradually turned purple.

This feels really damn bad.Sixteen cursed secretly, trying to recite the mantra to resist the suppression brought by the restriction, and his breath became more and more unstable.

Bei Mingfeng naturally saw Shiliu's reaction, and secretly blamed himself. He had forgotten that with the current strength of Shiliu, he could not resist Bei Mingjin's restriction.I saw that his left hand turned into a hug, tightly protecting Shiliu's body in his arms, and then, with a turn of his right hand, he put a protective cover on the two of them to isolate the outside restriction.

Feeling the weakening of the suppression, Shiliu panted slightly, raised his head, looked at the thin protective circle, and smiled slightly, "This is a good thing."

"Naturally it's good." Bei Mingfeng admitted generously that there is no better protection in this world than this, but it really doesn't exist. This is really not boasting.

Shiliu gave him a blank look, and couldn't help but slander, yes, yes, your stuff is the best, and others' stuff can't compare to yours, so it's over.There really is someone more shameless than Pharaoh selling melons.Tut tut.

"Let's go, let's go see the emperor." He continued to embrace the sixteenth Bei Mingfeng, planning to run to see the emperor just like this.Sixteen thought he was crazy.

"Ah, he will be discovered." He could imagine the helpless scene of being chased by a group of masters.Moreover, there is a national teacher in this palace. I heard that this national teacher is the man closest to God.Thinking about it, it shouldn't be a simple character.

"No." Bei Mingfeng didn't care, and continued to move forward.Moreover, as he said, all the court ladies, eunuchs, eunuchs and guards who walked by them turned a blind eye to them.Still what to do, what to do, as if they really don't exist.

Well, Sixteen once again admitted that Bei Mingfeng's high-end atmosphere is high-grade, and once again felt that although he doubted that he was the King of Pluto, in some respects, he was really a very advanced God stick.Since they can easily walk under this high pressure, they can also create such a protection to hide the two of them.

It seems that in the future, if the power really falls, loses support, and loses money, the prince of his family really doesn't have to stand on the street with a bowl in his hand, just sneak into other people's houses and just take whatever he wants. Convenience and freedom.

"Ah~" Just when Shiliu couldn't stop imagining the appearance of his prince's handsome and unrestrained Bandit Commander in his heart, a miserable sound exploded from his ear.

"No, I don't want it anymore, please, please~" the voice was still begging, but the taste was a bit wrong.It feels as if there is a hint of coquettishness, and it feels like it is experiencing something unbearable.

As simple as Sixteen, he would never have thought that it was the sound of some kind of bed exercise. He only felt that the sound was a little familiar, and it felt like it was made by the emperor.Uh, is this idea too crazy? Will a generation of emperors encounter such begging for mercy?

"Please, um, you don't think so~" At this moment, another male voice suddenly came, and Shiliu was stunned.No matter how simple he was, he could hear the weird ambiguity and what happened between them.

This is obviously the voice of Prince Ning, so, it means that it is this person who made the emperor make that voice?However, they are father and son, aren't they?incest!These two words suddenly entered Shiliu's mind.

He immediately turned his head to look at Bei Mingfeng, only to see that the old god was still there, as if he was not at all curious, or surprised.This attitude is really not something that ordinary people can have.

Feeling that Shiliu's eyes turned to him, Bei Mingfeng thought it might be really inappropriate to go in now.These sixteen are too simple, and there are restricted-level existences inside.The entangled appearance, Shiliu saw that it was definitely the eyes of the president.Of course, he would never admit that he didn't want his Shiliu to see other people's naked bodies, and he would never admit that it would make him feel uncomfortable.

"Ah, ah~ No, I don't want it anymore~~" The cry continued, which aroused Shiliu's curiosity even more.But because of Bei Mingfeng, he had to stay where he was.It's not that he listens to him too much, but that he has been tightly fixed by his prince's side, unable to move at all.

"Father, royal father, it's so refreshing for you to hold me~"

"No, no, you, get out~"

"I, dear father, no, if I don't fuck you thoroughly, how can I, maybe give up, give up!"

"Ah~~It hurts~"

The conversations between the two became more and more restricted and obscene. Sixteen's face was so reddened by these distracted conversations. Moreover, he had to subconsciously look at Bei Mingfeng, because facing such a thing, even an outsider like him felt a little disgusted and unacceptable, let alone this person who had the same blood as them?

However, it is obvious that he thinks of his prince too simply. For Bei Mingfeng, such a thing is too ordinary, too ordinary.He had already seen too much about the relationship between father and son, not to mention the blood relationship in Sixteen Eyes, it was all empty talk to him.These two have nothing to do with him at all!

"Bei Ming Jin~" The emperor seemed to have exhausted all his strength to call out this name. There was despair, sadness, and endless pain in this voice, and after this mournful cry, it was a long time silence.

It didn't take long for Bei Ming to step out of the palace in all his clothes, with a satisfied smile on his lips. He seemed to be very satisfied with the affair just now, and he was also satisfied by the emperor.

After confirming that his aura was far away from here, Bei Mingfeng and Shiliu flashed into the hall, but the scene in front of them shocked Shiliu for a long time.

It was a smell mixed with corruption, mixed with masculine musk, and mixed with mutated ambergris, and the large and luxurious bed was even more disgusting.

Sixteen couldn't bear to look directly at him, he sympathized with this emperor, this former emperor!