After the passion, Xiao Yalan's pretty jade face was filled with satisfaction after the rain. Chu Jiangnan gently hugged her in his arms. The two of them were in love, saying caring words, and feeling the tranquility after the storm.
Xiao Yalan told Chu Jiangnan some of the information she had collected recently, including her master who challenged Lang Fanyun, but had no choice but to retreat because of Yan Jing'an. Chu Jiangnan did not reserve and told her his plan. He didn't want to say more about Chen Fang, and just took a word.
Chu Jiangnan looked at Xiao Yalan's breasts that were fluctuating with her breathing. He smiled and reached out to touch her breasts, and said with a tsk: Hehe, little beloved, how many times have you been fucked by me just now?
Xiao Yalan was shy and could not bear to say anything, her jade face was blushing, and her nose made a delicate hum.
Chu Jiangnan's eyes rolled and he smiled and said: Haha, I know if you don't say it.
After saying that, he raised five fingers of his left hand, but his right hand restlessly showed off his frailty and white jade-like body.
Finally, Chu Jiangnan put on a dress and untied her skirt for Xiao Yalan. There was no need to mention the erotic process. After the two of them finished dressing up, the lustful man agreed to go to Tianxiang Pavilion to have a banquet later, and then someone hired someone to take a sedan chair to send Xiao Yalan with a delicate face and a flushed face to leave the station's villa.
********************
As time approaches, the sky is quiet and peaceful.
The breeze is lifelike and refreshing.
But today is destined to be a peaceful day, because Dongming Villa welcomes some guests and some uninvited guests.
A long team of about a thousand people was supervised by a few black-clad men riding horses in the front and tail and between. The others walked quietly towards the Dongming Villa.
These people were all dressed in black and black pants, with a red cloth strip wrapped around their right arm, and a weapon of varying lengths hung on their waists and backs. Their identities were mysterious and they could not tell their history. The team was disciplined. Although there were thousands of people, they did not make much noise while walking.
Walking at the front of the Thousand People Team was a tall and thin man wearing brocade clothes. Although he had been on the road for a day, his clothes were spotless and as clean as before.
Shang Ye, wearing a gray robe, rushed up from the back of the team and bowed to Tan Yingshou who was walking in the front: Mr. Tan, there is a warning area of the Dongming Sect in front, I am here. I am here.
Tan Yingshang smiled slightly, a trace of hostility flashed through his eyes, and he said calmly: Since this is the case, I will take a step first. Mr. Shang just needs to let the team rest on the spot for half a stick of incense and continue to move forward.
Shangye, with a blank expression, heard Tan Xingshou's confident words, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he ordered backwards. The team immediately stopped, without any confusion.
Tan Yingshou nodded slightly to Shangye, his figure swayed and disappeared from the spot. No one could see clearly when he disappeared.
Seeing Tan Yingshang disappearing into the vast forest, Shang Ye's expression became solemn again, not as relaxed as before.
There are many good people in Dongming Villa, and the ones who are responsible for the secret whistle and alert are first-class and smart and capable people. Unfortunately, the thirty-six secret whistle were already sent to the Hall of Hell by Tan Yingshou without knowing it.
It’s not that they are too weak, but that their opponents are too strong.
For some reason, Tian Maoyuan always felt a little restless today, as if a layer of shadow was shrouded in front of him. There was a large and active forest in front of him. Any movement would alarm birds and beasts. There were several capable subordinates beside him. There was no problem with safety, but these could not make him feel much at ease. Instead, he felt a heavy and depressing feeling, and the storm was about to come.
Tian Maoyuan is not a weak man. He became the leader in charge of the secret whistle of Dongming Villa at a young age. He has a skill with Canghai swordsmanship. He has an opponent among the younger generation of the Dongming School. No matter from any aspect, he is worthy of pride.
He gathered his eyes and observed carefully for a while. The four fields were quiet, and there was nothing wrong with it. Tian Maoyuan's tense nerves relaxed slightly, and his hand holding the hilt of the knife also loosened a little. He thought to himself, was he really too suspicious?
At this moment, an accident broke out, and a cold light as fast as lightning flashed through the void. Wherever the white light passed, the heads of several capable men lurking in front were already spinning in the air like a top.
Before Tian Maoyuan could react, a ghost in the air kicked in front of him, and his rotating head threw it at him like a hidden weapon, and the sound of wind and thunder vaguely sounded in the air.
With countless battle experiences of rolling on the edge of life and death, Tian Maoyuan rolled on the spot, avoiding the disaster of killing in a mess, and his head exploded into a ball of meat when he was standing.
In order to save his life, Tian Maoyuan's actions were unprecedentedly fast. He was fast, but the person came faster. Tian Maoyuan was shocked to find a flash in front of him. A man in brocade clothes was already standing in front of him like a ghost. The other party looked at his right hand, which was holding the hilt of the knife but had not yet been able to draw his sword out of the sheath.
Tian Maoyuan's forehead had beads of sweat the size of beans. His five fingers holding the hilt were a little stiff because they were too hard, and his joints turned white. A drop of cold sweat slid along his temples across his cheeks, dripping onto the ground, and sank into the soil.
He stared at the young man opposite for a while, Tan Xingshou smiled and said: OK!You are the first person to escape this attack tonight. I will make an exception and not kill you, but only cut off your limbs and save your life.
Tan Xingshang's tone was very loud, as if Tian Maoyuan was not alone, but a dog. No matter how he resisted and struggled, he could not hurt him. However, Tian Maoyuan didn't say anything. He understood that there was an unimaginable gap between him and the other party. It was already a great thing to just stand firm in front of the blacklist master who exuded the aura of the God of the Underworld.
It’s not that Tian Maoyuan doesn’t want to draw his sword, but that he cannot draw his sword. As long as he moves, under the traction of the aura, it will inevitably lead to an attack that the other party is as irresistible as a storm. However, at this point, he has no choice but to choose anything. It’s death to use a knife, and life is worse than death if he doesn’t use a knife.
When facing this kind of choice without choice, as long as you have no problem with your brain, I believe you will choose to draw your sword, so Tian Maoyuan chose to draw your sword.
Tian Maoyuan didn't hesitate. In the face of the opponent's rising momentum, he didn't know how long he could last. Before the courage to draw the sword disappeared, he shouted resolutely and drew the sword out of the sheath.
The blade left the sheath, and the cold flashed. It was worthy of being the wealthy Dongming Villa. The steel knife in Tian Maoyuan's hand was not an ordinary person at first glance, and a sad and beautiful knife mark appeared in the air. This was the fastest and most perfect knife in Tian Maoyuan's life.
The knife slashed the void with a murderous aura. While Tian Maoyuan drew his sword, Tan Yingshou's demonic figure moved, and took mysterious steps, with a strange rhythm, with his left hand hidden in the brocade robe and swung it out.
A sound of metal and iron clashing broke out in the air. Tan Ying waved his hand and actually broke the killing attack that condensed his energy.
Although Tan Yingshou had not cultivated the innate true qi, his mysterious qi had the ability of unpredictable ghosts and gods. Tian Maoyuan only felt a great energy coming from the blade, and his whole body trembled. The heart-wrenching feeling spread throughout his body in an instant. He opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of blood, causing serious internal injuries.
Tian Maoyuan's sword was useless, but instead of retreating, he bit Xing and suppressed the tumbling blood and rubbed his body and then went up. The blade appeared where it shouldn't have appeared. The most bizarre change in Canghai's sword technique suddenly slashed out. The sword curtain was heavy, and the steel knife slid upwards, sliding towards Tan Yingshou's throat like lightning.
Could it be that the fight against the unknown man in Dongming Villa?This is of course a joke. Tian Maoyuan's knife was incredibly fast, but the result was not difficult to predict.
When Tian Maoyuan slashed his sword, Tan Yingshou's right hand, hidden in his wide sleeve, had already slid across the cold blade body, and a series of star-shattered sparks burst out at the contact position, and rushed towards him like a beast.
When talking about how fast and the strength of Yingshou took action, Tian Maoyuan couldn't resist it at all. His face was pale and blood was gone, and his eyes were full of fear and despair.
Tan Yingshou's sleeves embroidered with brocade patterns brushed heavily across Tian Maoyuan's face. The latter's body soared back several feet. After landing, Tian Maoyuan sprayed a mouthful of blood mist, his face twisted, his pupils dilated, and his body crookedly collapsed on the ground, silently.
Why bother to come again?
Tan Yingshou looked up at the sky, shook his head and sighed: I wanted to save your life, alas...
After killing all the frontier secret whistles responsible for vigilance, Tan Xing met with Shang Ye, who was slowly moving forward with the team, he accelerated the marching speed and quickly surrounded the entire Dongming Villa.
********************
Dongming Villa covers a large area and is a huge and cumbersome project with a long-lasting sun. It took two years and three months to use tens of thousands of craftsmen to achieve today's palaces, pavilions and pavilions, and the spirit of magnificence.
The entire architectural pattern is built according to the mountain, which is easy to defend but difficult to achieve. The main hall of the villa is built with copper bricks and iron tiles. In addition to the most powerful Ryukyu King, the only one who used such luxurious and almost exaggerated building materials to build houses was the largest arms dealer in the world. The main hall Dongming Hall is located in the middle of the villa. Eight side halls were built according to the seven gates and eight trigrams in front, back, left and right. It is a grand spirit and exquisite conception. It was the first Ryukyu King who issued an order to demonstrate that the Dongming Sect supported the orthodox Shang family.
The Dongming Sect has a sense of mystery in the hearts of the people of the Liuqiu martial arts world since they were built. Mrs. Dongming has a profound skill and has reached the realm of a natural master. The Dongming Sect has sold a large number of weapons to the Central Plains for many years and accumulated a large amount of gold and silver. In addition, its geographical location is remote and has not been baptized by war for many years. There are countless magical weapons and sharp blades hidden in the mansion, and even some martial arts classics that have been lost by the major sects, and all of this is mouth-watering.
Shang Ye talked and laughed, and walked leisurely towards the gate of Dongming Villa. Tan Yingshou played with his hands and never left his body. The three-foot-eight-inch iron flute looked around, and his face was even colder than the cold moonlight. His mission was to cooperate with the 1,000 imperial guards led by Shang Ye, and take advantage of the good opportunity that Mrs. Dongming and the four generals of the guards were not in Dongming Villa, and to take down Dongming Villa in one fell swoop.
From personally taking care of the secret whistle of the Dongming Sect to surrounding the entire Dongming Villa, from beginning to end, we are alone, and don’t know where to go.
The quiet and harmonious atmosphere was broken by a scream. It was the alarm bell issued when Dongming Villa was attacked, and the general attack finally began.
The war inevitably burned, illuminating the ugly souls of human beings. On the battlefield, there was no pity or sympathy, only life and death, swords and swords.
What is more intense than the fire of war is the fire of desire and the flame of killing in the hearts of both sides. Either you die or I die.
Before leaving, Chu Jiangnan had already considered that the Little Football King might send someone to attack Dongming Villa, and also formulated corresponding countermeasures for the expected possibility. Since Mrs. Dongming and her group left, the guards of the Dongming School were loose on the outside and tight on the inside, which seemed to be the same as usual, but in fact, they were one post at three steps and one whistle on five steps.
Xiao Yalan told Chu Jiangnan some of the information she had collected recently, including her master who challenged Lang Fanyun, but had no choice but to retreat because of Yan Jing'an. Chu Jiangnan did not reserve and told her his plan. He didn't want to say more about Chen Fang, and just took a word.
Chu Jiangnan looked at Xiao Yalan's breasts that were fluctuating with her breathing. He smiled and reached out to touch her breasts, and said with a tsk: Hehe, little beloved, how many times have you been fucked by me just now?
Xiao Yalan was shy and could not bear to say anything, her jade face was blushing, and her nose made a delicate hum.
Chu Jiangnan's eyes rolled and he smiled and said: Haha, I know if you don't say it.
After saying that, he raised five fingers of his left hand, but his right hand restlessly showed off his frailty and white jade-like body.
Finally, Chu Jiangnan put on a dress and untied her skirt for Xiao Yalan. There was no need to mention the erotic process. After the two of them finished dressing up, the lustful man agreed to go to Tianxiang Pavilion to have a banquet later, and then someone hired someone to take a sedan chair to send Xiao Yalan with a delicate face and a flushed face to leave the station's villa.
********************
As time approaches, the sky is quiet and peaceful.
The breeze is lifelike and refreshing.
But today is destined to be a peaceful day, because Dongming Villa welcomes some guests and some uninvited guests.
A long team of about a thousand people was supervised by a few black-clad men riding horses in the front and tail and between. The others walked quietly towards the Dongming Villa.
These people were all dressed in black and black pants, with a red cloth strip wrapped around their right arm, and a weapon of varying lengths hung on their waists and backs. Their identities were mysterious and they could not tell their history. The team was disciplined. Although there were thousands of people, they did not make much noise while walking.
Walking at the front of the Thousand People Team was a tall and thin man wearing brocade clothes. Although he had been on the road for a day, his clothes were spotless and as clean as before.
Shang Ye, wearing a gray robe, rushed up from the back of the team and bowed to Tan Yingshou who was walking in the front: Mr. Tan, there is a warning area of the Dongming Sect in front, I am here. I am here.
Tan Yingshang smiled slightly, a trace of hostility flashed through his eyes, and he said calmly: Since this is the case, I will take a step first. Mr. Shang just needs to let the team rest on the spot for half a stick of incense and continue to move forward.
Shangye, with a blank expression, heard Tan Xingshou's confident words, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he ordered backwards. The team immediately stopped, without any confusion.
Tan Yingshou nodded slightly to Shangye, his figure swayed and disappeared from the spot. No one could see clearly when he disappeared.
Seeing Tan Yingshang disappearing into the vast forest, Shang Ye's expression became solemn again, not as relaxed as before.
There are many good people in Dongming Villa, and the ones who are responsible for the secret whistle and alert are first-class and smart and capable people. Unfortunately, the thirty-six secret whistle were already sent to the Hall of Hell by Tan Yingshou without knowing it.
It’s not that they are too weak, but that their opponents are too strong.
For some reason, Tian Maoyuan always felt a little restless today, as if a layer of shadow was shrouded in front of him. There was a large and active forest in front of him. Any movement would alarm birds and beasts. There were several capable subordinates beside him. There was no problem with safety, but these could not make him feel much at ease. Instead, he felt a heavy and depressing feeling, and the storm was about to come.
Tian Maoyuan is not a weak man. He became the leader in charge of the secret whistle of Dongming Villa at a young age. He has a skill with Canghai swordsmanship. He has an opponent among the younger generation of the Dongming School. No matter from any aspect, he is worthy of pride.
He gathered his eyes and observed carefully for a while. The four fields were quiet, and there was nothing wrong with it. Tian Maoyuan's tense nerves relaxed slightly, and his hand holding the hilt of the knife also loosened a little. He thought to himself, was he really too suspicious?
At this moment, an accident broke out, and a cold light as fast as lightning flashed through the void. Wherever the white light passed, the heads of several capable men lurking in front were already spinning in the air like a top.
Before Tian Maoyuan could react, a ghost in the air kicked in front of him, and his rotating head threw it at him like a hidden weapon, and the sound of wind and thunder vaguely sounded in the air.
With countless battle experiences of rolling on the edge of life and death, Tian Maoyuan rolled on the spot, avoiding the disaster of killing in a mess, and his head exploded into a ball of meat when he was standing.
In order to save his life, Tian Maoyuan's actions were unprecedentedly fast. He was fast, but the person came faster. Tian Maoyuan was shocked to find a flash in front of him. A man in brocade clothes was already standing in front of him like a ghost. The other party looked at his right hand, which was holding the hilt of the knife but had not yet been able to draw his sword out of the sheath.
Tian Maoyuan's forehead had beads of sweat the size of beans. His five fingers holding the hilt were a little stiff because they were too hard, and his joints turned white. A drop of cold sweat slid along his temples across his cheeks, dripping onto the ground, and sank into the soil.
He stared at the young man opposite for a while, Tan Xingshou smiled and said: OK!You are the first person to escape this attack tonight. I will make an exception and not kill you, but only cut off your limbs and save your life.
Tan Xingshang's tone was very loud, as if Tian Maoyuan was not alone, but a dog. No matter how he resisted and struggled, he could not hurt him. However, Tian Maoyuan didn't say anything. He understood that there was an unimaginable gap between him and the other party. It was already a great thing to just stand firm in front of the blacklist master who exuded the aura of the God of the Underworld.
It’s not that Tian Maoyuan doesn’t want to draw his sword, but that he cannot draw his sword. As long as he moves, under the traction of the aura, it will inevitably lead to an attack that the other party is as irresistible as a storm. However, at this point, he has no choice but to choose anything. It’s death to use a knife, and life is worse than death if he doesn’t use a knife.
When facing this kind of choice without choice, as long as you have no problem with your brain, I believe you will choose to draw your sword, so Tian Maoyuan chose to draw your sword.
Tian Maoyuan didn't hesitate. In the face of the opponent's rising momentum, he didn't know how long he could last. Before the courage to draw the sword disappeared, he shouted resolutely and drew the sword out of the sheath.
The blade left the sheath, and the cold flashed. It was worthy of being the wealthy Dongming Villa. The steel knife in Tian Maoyuan's hand was not an ordinary person at first glance, and a sad and beautiful knife mark appeared in the air. This was the fastest and most perfect knife in Tian Maoyuan's life.
The knife slashed the void with a murderous aura. While Tian Maoyuan drew his sword, Tan Yingshou's demonic figure moved, and took mysterious steps, with a strange rhythm, with his left hand hidden in the brocade robe and swung it out.
A sound of metal and iron clashing broke out in the air. Tan Ying waved his hand and actually broke the killing attack that condensed his energy.
Although Tan Yingshou had not cultivated the innate true qi, his mysterious qi had the ability of unpredictable ghosts and gods. Tian Maoyuan only felt a great energy coming from the blade, and his whole body trembled. The heart-wrenching feeling spread throughout his body in an instant. He opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of blood, causing serious internal injuries.
Tian Maoyuan's sword was useless, but instead of retreating, he bit Xing and suppressed the tumbling blood and rubbed his body and then went up. The blade appeared where it shouldn't have appeared. The most bizarre change in Canghai's sword technique suddenly slashed out. The sword curtain was heavy, and the steel knife slid upwards, sliding towards Tan Yingshou's throat like lightning.
Could it be that the fight against the unknown man in Dongming Villa?This is of course a joke. Tian Maoyuan's knife was incredibly fast, but the result was not difficult to predict.
When Tian Maoyuan slashed his sword, Tan Yingshou's right hand, hidden in his wide sleeve, had already slid across the cold blade body, and a series of star-shattered sparks burst out at the contact position, and rushed towards him like a beast.
When talking about how fast and the strength of Yingshou took action, Tian Maoyuan couldn't resist it at all. His face was pale and blood was gone, and his eyes were full of fear and despair.
Tan Yingshou's sleeves embroidered with brocade patterns brushed heavily across Tian Maoyuan's face. The latter's body soared back several feet. After landing, Tian Maoyuan sprayed a mouthful of blood mist, his face twisted, his pupils dilated, and his body crookedly collapsed on the ground, silently.
Why bother to come again?
Tan Yingshou looked up at the sky, shook his head and sighed: I wanted to save your life, alas...
After killing all the frontier secret whistles responsible for vigilance, Tan Xing met with Shang Ye, who was slowly moving forward with the team, he accelerated the marching speed and quickly surrounded the entire Dongming Villa.
********************
Dongming Villa covers a large area and is a huge and cumbersome project with a long-lasting sun. It took two years and three months to use tens of thousands of craftsmen to achieve today's palaces, pavilions and pavilions, and the spirit of magnificence.
The entire architectural pattern is built according to the mountain, which is easy to defend but difficult to achieve. The main hall of the villa is built with copper bricks and iron tiles. In addition to the most powerful Ryukyu King, the only one who used such luxurious and almost exaggerated building materials to build houses was the largest arms dealer in the world. The main hall Dongming Hall is located in the middle of the villa. Eight side halls were built according to the seven gates and eight trigrams in front, back, left and right. It is a grand spirit and exquisite conception. It was the first Ryukyu King who issued an order to demonstrate that the Dongming Sect supported the orthodox Shang family.
The Dongming Sect has a sense of mystery in the hearts of the people of the Liuqiu martial arts world since they were built. Mrs. Dongming has a profound skill and has reached the realm of a natural master. The Dongming Sect has sold a large number of weapons to the Central Plains for many years and accumulated a large amount of gold and silver. In addition, its geographical location is remote and has not been baptized by war for many years. There are countless magical weapons and sharp blades hidden in the mansion, and even some martial arts classics that have been lost by the major sects, and all of this is mouth-watering.
Shang Ye talked and laughed, and walked leisurely towards the gate of Dongming Villa. Tan Yingshou played with his hands and never left his body. The three-foot-eight-inch iron flute looked around, and his face was even colder than the cold moonlight. His mission was to cooperate with the 1,000 imperial guards led by Shang Ye, and take advantage of the good opportunity that Mrs. Dongming and the four generals of the guards were not in Dongming Villa, and to take down Dongming Villa in one fell swoop.
From personally taking care of the secret whistle of the Dongming Sect to surrounding the entire Dongming Villa, from beginning to end, we are alone, and don’t know where to go.
The quiet and harmonious atmosphere was broken by a scream. It was the alarm bell issued when Dongming Villa was attacked, and the general attack finally began.
The war inevitably burned, illuminating the ugly souls of human beings. On the battlefield, there was no pity or sympathy, only life and death, swords and swords.
What is more intense than the fire of war is the fire of desire and the flame of killing in the hearts of both sides. Either you die or I die.
Before leaving, Chu Jiangnan had already considered that the Little Football King might send someone to attack Dongming Villa, and also formulated corresponding countermeasures for the expected possibility. Since Mrs. Dongming and her group left, the guards of the Dongming School were loose on the outside and tight on the inside, which seemed to be the same as usual, but in fact, they were one post at three steps and one whistle on five steps.
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