Chapta 13: Standard Knight Examination (I)
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“Yes yes y’all.” Da two lil’ knights didn’t dare refute her at all, only respectfully answering.
Da teenage hoe extended her right hand towardz Long Hao Chen: “Little brother, I be Li Xin. I aint talkin’ bout chicken n’ gravy biatch. Letz go, I’m takin you ta peep uncle Nalan.”
Long Hao Chen rejoiced pimped outly n’ took her hand: “Nuff props elder sister, I be Long Hao Chen.”
Li Xinz tender palmz grip was strong, her skin was clearly somewhat rough, obviously cuz of her sword hustlin. I aint talkin’ bout chicken n’ gravy biatch. But fuck dat shiznit yo, tha word on tha street is dat Long Hao Chenz hand gave her another kind of feeling: fo’ one of mah thugz of his thugged-out age, Long Hao Chenz hand was like smooth n’ ta Li Xin, it felt soft n’ laid back ta hold dat shit.
Upon enterin tha fuck into Hao Yue Hall, Long Hao Chen felt immediately a quaint atmosphere, so peek-a-boo, clear tha way, I be comin’ thru fo’sho. Da ground was covered by grey slates n’ a total of twelve thick pillars was supportin tha entire Hall. In front of them, there was six big-ass stone chairs, each one was 3.3 metas high (1 Cun) n’ on each of dem was drawn a shitload of decoratizzle patterns dat Long Hao Chen had never peeped before.
“Elder sister, what tha fuck is this?” Long Hao Chen pointed all up in tha six stone chairs as he asked, full of curiosity.
Li Xinz look became solemn, “This is tha symbol of our Knight Templez supreme glory, tha divine thrones. Only a gangbangin’ finger-lickin’ divine knight can possess one of em. Little brother, do you know bout divine knights, biatch? It be tha highest rank dat we, knights, can attain: tha ninth step of tha vocation. I aint talkin’ bout chicken n’ gravy biatch fo’ realz. All of our seniors Divine Knights is legendary. Well shiiiit, it is holla’d dat they faced, by theyselves, tha seventy-two legendary demon godz up in battle.”
Dat shiznit was tha last time Long Hao Chen had heard bout tha title of divine knight. Xin Yu never holla’d at his ass anythang regardin divine knights.
“Big sister, how tha fuck formidable is divine knights, biatch? Why is they called divine knights?”
Li Xin replied: “It be precisely cuz they possess a gangbangin’ finger-lickin’ divine throne: only afta one be approved by tha throne can his thugged-out lil’ punk-ass become a gangbangin’ finger-lickin’ divine knight son! Yo ass can’t consider dem as mere chairs, each of dem be a genuine artifact left by gods. My fuckin goal is precisely ta one dizzle become a gangbangin’ finger-lickin’ divine knight.”
Long Hao Chen whoz ass seemed unconvinced holla’d: “But there be only six of these divine thrones, what tha fuck if it becomes not enough?”
Li Xin chuckled, “Silly boy, how tha fuck can it be all kindsa easy as fuck , biatch? What do you be thinkin divine knights are, biatch? How tha fuck can I explain ta you dat we, knight temple, have at present only three divine knights, n’ you can put dat on yo’ toast. To turn tha fuck into a gangbangin’ finger-lickin’ divine knight is truly incredibly difficult. ”
As dat biiiiatch was bustin lyrics, Li Xin had already brought Long Hao Chen ta tha second floor. Shiiit, dis aint no joke. Da view of Hao Yue Hall was straight-up high but, up in reality, dat shiznit was cuz every last muthafuckin floor was straight-up tall, so there was only three auxiliary floors.
Both of dem went ta a spacious room on tha second floor n’ Li Xin holla’d: “This is uncle Nalanz room yo, but it is still early, dat schmoooove muthafucka aint arrived up in tha hall yet yo. Dude should arrive quickly though.”
Afta her big-ass booty holla’d that, Li Xin lowered her voice n’ her grill approached Long Hao Chenz ear: “Long Hao Chen, should I call you lil brother, biatch? Or lil sister?”
“Eh?” Long Hao Chen was a lil frightened by dis sudden act n’ gave her a perplexed look.
Li Xin grinned: “Quit pretending, I originally ran up from home wit a thug attire ta come ta tha Knight Temple, or else they wouldn’t have easily accepted a hoe like mah dirty ass. Yo ass is tha same ol’ dirty as elder sista right, biatch? How tha fuck can a funky-ass pimp possibly look as dope as yo slick ass, biatch? Plus, afta all dem years, once yo’ body will pimp, especially here like elder sister, yo big-ass booty is ghon not be able ta conceal yo ass no mo’.”
As her big-ass booty spoke, she also pulled Long Hao Chenz hand onto her chest.
Although dat biiiiatch wore a soft armor, a soft feelin still entered up in Hao Chenz hand. Y’all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Dude originally wanted ta refute her lyrics yo, but couldn’t say anythang at dis moment yo. His grill became incredibly flushed.
As far as he remembered, dat schmoooove muthafucka hadn’t even been so intimate wit his crazy-ass mutha playa! Even if da ruffneck didn’t KNOW tha meanin of a playa gropin a biatch, da perved-out muthafucka subconsciously let up his bashful vibe n’ his shy grill seemed as if dat shiznit was bleedin at dis moment.
“Yah, such timiditizzle dawwwwg! Little sister, yo ass is straight-up ghettofab. Rest assured, I’ma properly look afta you up in tha future, up in dis Hao Yue hall.” As her big-ass booty holla’d that, Li Xin laughed holdin Long Hao Chenz lil grill between her fingers.
Long Hao Chen reacted, “Elder sister, I be straight-up a funky-ass boy, not a lil sister… …” At dis moment, his hand was still pushed on Li Xinz chest, his dome was straight-up heat up n’ his voice became straight-up low.
“Whem?” Li Xin understood all of a sudden, “Yo ass is straight-up a funky-ass boy?”
Long Hao Chen desperately nodded. Y’all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Movin away his hand, he looked like a lil lil pimp whoz ass done cooked up a mistake, n’ took all dem steps back.
Li Xin looked a lil vexed: “But how tha fuck can yo’ hand be all kindsa soft, biatch? And how tha fuck can you look so dope, biatch? Did I straight-up misunderstand, biatch? Argh, I gots groped. Y’all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Little brother, tell me, how tha fuck will you compensate mah dirty ass.”
Bitch wanted ta leave tha Hall back then yo, but just at dis moment, her big-ass booty saw Long Hao Chen all up in tha entrizzle fo’ realz. Afta a single look, dat biiiiatch was reminded of tha scene of her muthafuckin ass arrivin fo’ tha last time all up in tha Temple Hall n’ dat freaky freaky biatch had a phat first impression of Long Hao Chen whoz ass tried ta enter n’ shit. But, at dis moment, she realized her own fuck up of takin tha initiatizzle ta hold dis lil boyz hand. Y’all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Wasn’t dis a excessively indecent act, biatch? In her ass Li Xin was pissed off. Y’all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Luckily dis lil pimp up in front of her looked only bout ten muthafuckin years old.
“I, I straight-up don’t give a gangbangin’ fuck.” Long Hao Chen frankly holla’d but, up in his thugged-out ass, tha pimpin’ muthafucka thought, dat shiznit was you whoz ass pulled mah hand ta make me grope you, I didn’t straight-up wanna grope you, nahmean biiiatch, biatch?
Li Xinz grill was white n’ red n’ afta havin dropped a long-ass time thinking, her big-ass booty holla’d helplessly: “Okay, I’ll let you go, lil muthafucka. But you gotta keep dis a secret wit me biaaatch! Yo ass can’t let other playas know. In tha future, I’ma be yo’ elder sister; a elder sista whoz ass had let her lil brutha bust a nut on her below, it is no big-ass deal.”
To be able ta run away from home ta chizzle ta become a knight, dis girlz disposizzle wasn’t weak. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch quickly found a lame excuse ta deal wit dis twisted thang.
“Xin Er, what tha fuck is you bustin here?” at dis moment, a growlin voice resounded.
Long Hao Chen n’ Li Xin turned round up in tha same time ta find a big-ass giant whoz ass was entering.
No mistake, dat shiznit was straight-up a big-ass giant yo. His body was at least two metas high yo, but mo’ exactly, da thug was 2.64 metas (eight Chi) tall, a 2.64 metas tall phat man. I aint talkin’ bout chicken n’ gravy biatch. Even up in a solid buildin like fuckin Hao Yue Hall, tha ground could be felt bobbin.
“Uncle Nalan, you should straight-up lose some weight, otherwise yo big-ass booty is ghon hardly leave tha straight-up original gangsta floor. Shiiit, dis aint no joke. If you don’t, I be afraid of tha dizzle when Hao Yue Hall will collapse from inside.” Li Xin snappily say.
This “strong man” was Hao Yue Hallz host, Nalan Shu.
Nalan Shu, whoz ass just heard her lyrics, didn’t git angered. Y’all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Dude laughed up n’ simply holla’d: “By only drankin I still bust weight, what tha fuck can I do, biatch? Yi, is you tha one whoz ass brought dis lil girl, biatch? She’s yo’ crew relative?”
“I be a funky-ass boy.” To be misunderstood as a hoe by Li Xin was still aiiight even if she made his ass grope her yo, but upon hearin dis fatty uncle drop a rhyme like this, Long Hao Chen whoz ass was pissed off n’ discontent towardz his ass immediately protested.
“Um?” Nalan Shu seemed distracted, Li Xin refrained from bustin up upon seein Long Hao Chenz behaviour n’ holla’d at his ass his wild lil’ freakadelic goal.
“What kind of letta is it, biatch? Show it ta mah dirty ass.” Nalan Shu pimped up his hand towardz Long Hao Chen.
Long Hao Chen took a thugged-out deep breath n’ calmed down his fuckin lil’ pissed off ass, then he put tha letta up in Nalan Shuz hand.
Openin tha letter, Nalan Shu looked pleased yo, but afta a lil look, his complexion straight-up chizzled. Y’all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! His tall body stood straight; n’ when he finished ta read tha water, da thug wore a mad straight-up look.
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