Since Geng Zhao and Shao Xianzun fought, Mèi'er has been thinking about not being able to win, but she is worried that the young monk will not win. Her heart is full of twists and turns, but she is still thinking about handkerchiefs.The little girl watching the game on the sidelines... was the one with white and tender skin, watery appearance, big breasts and round butts. At a young age, she always looked at the little monk with watery peach blossom eyes, and she was not a good person at first glance!
mèi'er caught a piece of silk in her hand, afraid that she would snatch juice, so she immediately kept her heart.
These days, those who carry silk with them don’t have much thought!Especially the appearance of the little monk is particularly dangerous.It turns out that these bitches are connected to each other. Handkerchiefs are tokens, just like the cuts that gather evil paths outside. I can identify them here, whoever brings them is a bad peach blossom!
The girl's butt was fat and round, wrapped in a skirt, the softness of the legs and the roundness of the petals were visible from the pleats deep in the flesh. She could almost imagine how light, soft, thin, and soft the two pieces of flesh were, without losing the strength and elasticity of the girl.
The little monk loves this tone the most.
Every time he came from behind, he... was always very deep and ruthless. The ugly thing that was curved was as hot as a soldering iron. It was as hard as iron cast, but it always became harder and hotter as his rough in and out, making her cry involuntarily-
mèi'er snorted lightly, which was supposed to be very annoying, but the sound of air floating out of her nose was so delicate that she felt so sweet that she almost burst into her legs. When she came to her senses, the warm liquid instantly filled the flower path, which was obviously not water of urine, but it was sour and numb as if it was so refreshing that it was like a tight and sticky honey slit.
In front of everyone, it was hard to reach out to cover her. She blushed her face and quietly moved her thighs. Unexpectedly, the two balls of freshly cooked buns were polished with smooth legs. The tender clams were dipped in wet cotton, and the close and separate ironing made her feel more and more refreshing. mèi'er tightened the handrail with a whimper, and finally felt a trembling tremble under her body.
Your Highness!The old minister who was accompanying him noticed something was wrong and quickly covered his mouth and approached him.Could it be that you are unwell?
No...it's okay!mèi'er gritted her teeth and didn't even dare to slap him backhand, for fear of exerting force on his legs, and he was afraid that he would squirt a hard bet from below.She has gained the benefits of Yang Dan and has been transformed all over her body. Not only does her internal strength be pure, but her muscle strength has also improved greatly. When she reaches her orgasm, she always sprays a lot of lustful honey, which is both too much and too fast, and can wet half of the brocade quilt.If Chunjiang burst out, the ferocious liquid pillar burst out from the honey crack and all hit the already muddy horse-riding sweat towel, the water pressure of the light could alarm the four seats, which would inevitably be bad.
(It's all...it's not good for all that girl!)
If you are born with such a butt, you must have ulterior motives!There is no doubt about the fact that she now tied Shao Xianzun's daughter into a handkerchief party, and new and old hatreds surged together.It’s a pity that there are no bows and arrows at hand, otherwise the whole family will shoot her to death, so that they will not be messed up all day long!
Who knew that the bow and arrow came as soon as possible.
blow!With a sound, mèi's camera sensed and was about to get up, but suddenly he felt something was wrong: ...It's not me!The muscles in the lower body twitched, and the tender skin in the vagina clamped, and a warm feeling of fluid seemed to gush out.With a sound of her, the snake twisted her waist slightly, and she held back her hips and legs, and she resisted her venting intentions. The white feather immediately penetrated the right arm of the minister beside her seat.The old minister was still crying, but was dragged by the rushing arrow, and he leaned back with his chair. He fell to the ground without any hesitation.
The Guzhu Kingdom's Golden Armor Guards swarmed up and covered the princess layer by layer with their bodies.Mèi'er's mind was full of thoughts and smoke disappeared, and she was shocked and annoyed. She was not in a place to exhale. She stood out with her hands and shouted angrily: Murong Rou!What do you mean?The scar-faced archer beside the general responded loudly:
According to the order of my general, please put your hands flat on your knees and not cover your mouth and nose.Whoever refuses to follow is the mastermind who incites refugees to riot!As soon as the banner was raised, the arrows on the top of the platform were bright and they pressed down together, and they all checked the powerful and powerful people on the opposite platform.
Only then did everyone know that he was talking and laughing. The corpse of a refugee shot into a hedgehog at the bottom of the stage was everywhere, and the blood stains on the yellow sand were still moist. Who dared to challenge the military power of General Zhendong?All of them follow the words.
The minister of Guzhu Kingdom who was shot in the arrow was named Jia Sanchen, and was appointed as the Sizhi of Zhanshifu. He served the crown prince of the Eastern Palace and assisted the royal family for three generations.Jia Sanchen was not a native of Nanling, but an authentic Yangtu king-made citizen. His ancestors moved south from Bai Yujing to do business. Because they were well-versed in the dialect of the two locals and had resources and connections, they entered the court from a translator and tribute envoy, and then married local tyrants, and took root. When they were passed down to Jia Sanchen, they were the fifth generation, and they were all officials in Guzhu Kingdom for generations.
The northern officials like him have a certain number in the Nanling countries. He holds silver and money in his hand and stands in the temple. He is mostly in harmony with others, so he has no relatives between his ancestors. When talking about the origins of his ancestors, he will inevitably be resistant to his hometown. He has business and quantity when he is closed, which is an indispensable role.
Although Jia Sanchen is from Yangtu, he has not followed the territory of the White Horse Dynasty in his life. Nanling Tu dialect is better than Yangtu official dialect. If he hadn't repeatedly wrote letters to ask his companions for his trip, Mèi'er would not have wanted to bring this old man who was insulted by Luoli Luo.It would be amazing that the three ministers of Jia were able to incite refugees!
mèi'er is anxious, but she is not stupid. Then she realized that it was Jia Sanchen who covered his ears with his sleeves and even took an arrow. She became more annoyed and said with a smile: Good, do you think he is the mastermind or the mastermind?It’s so easy to frame the blame and not even use excuses!I insisted on covering my mouth and cumming me with a seed!The left and right exclaimed: Your Highness, no!The golden armor guard stood up to cover her. If it were not for the princess's dignity and rudeness, she would have wished she would have knocked her to the ground.
mèi'er was so annoyed that she tweaked her hands and angrily shouted: Dodge... dodge them all!
Murong Rou on the opposite side looked indifferent, as if she was not even interested in speaking. She arched her hand on her face and pulled the arrow and responded loudly: Put your hands on your knees, don’t move around!If there is any violation, sharp arrows will serve you!The voice was bright and spread throughout every corner of the square, which was inconsistent with the pale and childish face, but there was no sense of rage. The calmness in it increased the persuasion, indicating that the general's move did not involve personal emotions and had no mercy to talk about.Whoever violates the taboo is the target of the inspection camp.
Unfortunately, Princess Fuxiang is the best in the three armies, so she has never been afraid of anyone in Nanling.mèi'er's palms were transformed. There was a wisp of moving and turning power hidden in the strength comparable to that of a man. It was touching the body, like a needle hidden in cotton. But those brave, loyal and fearless golden armored guards were thrown to the ground and didn't understand what was going on.
Seeing the chaos in the stands opposite, people were tempted to get involved, Luo Ye had only one concern left.
Don't think too much.Murong Rou didn't turn her head, as if her eyes were on her head and her smile was lonely.Since you make a judgment, you must implement it to the end and do whatever you need.The cherry lips of Shen Suyun were slightly shrunk, as if she wanted to say something, but Fu Chijin held her hand and gently pulled it into her heart.
The subordinate understands.
Luo Ye no longer hesitated, and he opened his bow like a full moon, aiming the tip of the arrow at the red-haired girl who rushed out of the golden armored human wall.
Let's wait!One of the monks in the Yangtu community rose up, raised his hands slightly, and the monk's robe and sleeves slid down between his elbows, revealing a pair of slender and delicate arms with beautiful lines.This move undoubtedly responded to General Zhendong, showing that there was no suspicion of inciting refugees.
mèi'er couldn't help but be stunned.If there is anyone who is determined to fight Murong Rou, this guy is probably the only one who is here.He just won’t help but let it go, why are you going to cause trouble?
Princess Fuxiang stopped and the riot on the stage immediately ended.Murong Rou raised his right palm slightly, and Luo Ye felt it over and put down the bow and arrow, but he heard the general whisper: If he did anything suspicious, he would be able to shine.Do you understand?Luo Ye did not answer, but Murong Rou knew that the order had been delivered accurately, so she coughed twice, shouted against the howling in the field, and tried her best to improve her voice:
What teachings do you think of Buddha’s son?
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Mr. Gui hates frustration very much. Since he learned about the incident, he has understood that his talent is superior, and he will never forget it when he sees the scenery. The uncles and brothers of Baizhang Luyuan are more mediocre and incompetent than the other, and they are like ants in his eyes. To endure the smile and not to be seen outside, it is undoubtedly a hard work that is more difficult than chanting scriptures.
Wisdom from top to bottom but stupid from bottom to bottom.
--In this world, only foxes are qualified to stand at the top and become the master!
Not my race, there are only bad people.The man who taught him the Tianhu Sword once said, with a touch of sinister and sad purses, his mouth and smile were as light as it was, and it was difficult to tell.It is such an incomprehensible way that makes people fall into a mud and unable to extricate themselves. Even though they know that they are about to fall into the abyss and be crushed to pieces, they still find it difficult to stop.
Foxes are not only smart and beautiful, but also extremely dangerous.
Such an elegant and outstanding ethnic group will never match the ugly failure - the scene can be said very beautifully, but Mr. Gui knows that there is no way to success, and it is just four words to say.Whoever can master the most information and resources and accurately control development like a thread-pulling puppet can ensure success to the greatest extent.
And these all have to pay the price.So he never complained, planned and waited patiently, worked hard, and carefully laid and controlled each line of success, so that he could finally welcome the moment of acceptance with an elegant attitude.
Only smart people know that success is definitely not accidental.
When Mr. Gui saw the hard work of bleeding and sweating, he almost wanted to kill a few people to vent his anger.He incited refugees to surround the mountains, and some people turned these hungry and cold people into mobs; he arranged layers of means to force Murong Rou to surrender, and Geng Dianwei came out of Hengli...
This is a rebellion.All the methods used to deal with Guzhui are used to attack Guzhui.
Even Li Hanyang could see that those crazy mobs who sacrificed their lives were drugged.However, Li Hanyang did not know that this effect was obtained by the combination of several secret medicines: the soul-lossing that makes people lose their minds, the Yin-Yang intercourse that is touching in deep sleep, and the yin and yang that wakes up completely unaware, and the drumming of the body's potential... There are also several ancient wood kites that did not tell him.He believed it was related to the secret of controlling the corpse of the sword.
The enemy is not only close to them, but also obviously has been eyeing them for a long time.
Mr. Gui observed the change in Gu Muyuan's expression on the opposite platform, and saw his surprise, shock, anger and forbearance. He knew that this mischievous and rude scene was definitely not instructed by the leader of Gushe.Gu Muquan did not use the Knife Order, and he did not... In this way, there must be a third player on the scene.
Mr. Gui believes that he knows the ancient wood kite.
If he gave someone a third sword order, he would be confident that he would not be used to deal with him. He could only think that the mysterious side trying to destroy this layout was not originally within Gu Muyuan's expectations.At this critical moment, Murong Rou's treatment is a great deal. This feeling of saving his life by someone who wants to kill makes Mr. Gui laugh and cry, but there is one thing more important than dignity.
--Unless Murong Rou knows the secret of the knife order, how can he put his hands on his knees?
He coughed lightly, and did not put down his hands in his ears. He said aloud: I have something unknown and want to ask the general for advice.Murong Rou nodded from the opposite side, without responding, her pale cheeks rose and two unnatural flushing. It seemed that his body could not bear it after just a few words.
The Buddhist monk looked around, his smile still calmly and warmly, but the chaotic scenes in the audience were inevitably a bit inappropriate.The young monk seemed to be distracted and said aloud: Before asking the general for advice, I have something to say, please listen to everyone here.As the saying goes: The clear one is clear, and the turbid one is turbid.We are neither the culprit of inciting refugees, nor can we put our hands on our knees, even if the general wants to search for it.If the general's killing can be slightly reduced, why not do it?Hearing the Buddha's son speak, the monks of the Yangtu immediately agreed, and everyone imitated him to raise his hands, and the scene was very funny.
mèi'er frowned and thought: What's wrong with these bald donkeys?Could it be that he ate the spit of the shemale monk and flattered him so loudly that he was so flattering.He sat down with his sleeves and called someone to carry Jia Sanchen down to rescue him. He squinted his eyes and looked at what he could sell in the glass Buddha gourd.
The Buddhist son bowed to her, gave a reply, and turned to Murong Rou and shouted: The general ordered the soldiers to kill the people just now, but he was still inadequate. Now he is going to attack the envoys of the southern country, court officials and local gentry.I dare to ask the general, what is the connection between the culprits of inciting refugees and raising their sleeves to cover their mouths?
Murong Rou said a few words in a low voice, Luo Ye stood up straight and replied loudly: The refugees only want to have a full meal, so how can they be brave enough to offend Feng Jia and threaten to kill officials?It must have been incited by others that he committed such unforgivable crimes.My general said that all the people present with suspicious signs cannot be separated from each other!
As soon as these words came out, even the powerful people on the high platform on the left could not sit still. Dugu Tianwei blew and turned his head and laughed: According to General Murong's intention, is it even a reason for the unforgivable sin?It's really so majestic and evil!Murong Rou replied lightly: The city lord is so serious.The venue was so chaotic that I was afraid of disturbing Feng Jia. Even if the methods were more violent, they would have to be forced.
Dugu Tianwei shivered, pinched his earlobe with both hands, and said with a smile: General, look carefully, my hands are very rules, it is not suspicious at all, don't come to ejaculate me.Murong Rou smiled and refused to reply, and whispered a few instructions to Luo Ye.
What else does Buddhist disciple have to do?Luo Ye asked loudly with his fists.
there is none left.I hope the general will show mercy and commit less sins of killing. The refugees are also the people and the people of the priests.
Amitabha!The heart of the Buddha's son is comparable to the birth of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas!
May General Murong listen to his advice and not let his Buddhist son down for compassion.
The Buddhist son of Liuli bowed and sat back in the midst of the praises of the Sangtu Sangha, but he didn't hear it at all.Murong Rou must have known that the refugees were passive and that the things that drove the refugees to go crazy were blowing with their mouths, so she gave such instructions; but she did not know from the beginning, otherwise he would not have sat there and watched the scene make a fuss.
(So…when did he know?)
He searched for the memory fragments in his mind, trying to restore the moment before the order was issued.Since he became sensible, his memory has been amazing; after that person's training, he has made great progress. As long as he scans his eyes, no matter how thick, size, or amount, it can be stored in his mind, like a picture, and he wants to see it at any time, just take it out, and he will never be afraid of forgetting it for a long time.
This thing has a nice name, called Sijian Body.The man smiled and said: It is naturally twice the result with half the effort when practicing martial arts, but it is a pity to just use it to practice martial arts.You have more knowledge than others, and you can practice this method more easily than others. If you are proficient in it, you can use it from small things to small things, as well as big things to stealing the country and becoming king.
Not only did he remember it, he also had the ability to use multiple things intently.In addition to the two fights in the center, he was even more concerned about Gu Muyuan and Ren Zhuliu, who swung his sword under Fengtai to supervise the battle, and would not miss the most important general of Zhendong.Before the sharp arrows from the inspection camp turned to the platform, the archer bent down and whispered to him.
--It's him!
What's its name?Yes, Murong Rou called him Luo Ye.A little unknown person.
What did he say to Murong Rou?
Just glance at the impression you have obtained, Mr. Gui cannot obtain further information.He lowered his eyelids, as if he had entered into a meditation, and threw his mind into the void; there, the picture of memory was like frames of fine images, sorted in wooden cabinets, and he just needed to find them out and browse them.It is a realm that I don’t even know that I have seen or heard of. It is kept in the deepest part of my mind and has no way to perceive when I wake up.
Mr. Gui took out the memory clip and watched it repeatedly. In the picture, Luo Ye said a few words to Murong Rou, but the high platforms on both sides were far apart, so Mr. Gui could not hear their deliberately lowered voices.The senses have never received, and the memory cannot be transformed for no reason. He can only stare at Luo Ye's lips and try to read the content of the words.
Reading lips and ventriloquism are the key points of the man's training him.Mr. Gui's childhood can be said to have been spent in hard training these miscellaneous tricks, and the effort consumed is no less than martial arts practice.It would be nice if others could master one or two skills in their lifetime, but you were different.The man tapped his forehead gently, and the touch of his fingertips was smooth and refreshing.You are a heavenly fox, extremely smart, and you can learn everything from ordinary people to be very good at learning.Starting from today, you must worship hundreds of teachers and learn hundreds of skills, and obtain their true teachings in the shortest time before you can become a superior person.
The man was right at all.After joining Gushe, the contribution he had been involved in to the organizational plan was even greater than that of outstanding martial arts, thus becoming the left-handed and right-handed hand of Gu Muyuan, and even carried the design and arrangement of the Three-Metering Method Conference on the Three-Metering Method.
This should have been a calm and gorgeous victory, adding color to his talents, further winning the trust of Gu Muquan, and granting the important secret of creating sword orders and even sword corpses... Now all this has become a bubble.Anger almost pulled him away from the void. The scholar-in-law, who was meditating and visualizing, quickly gathered his mind and read one word, one word, one as the scar-faced boy's lips moved.
The refugees... the vagrants... the vagrants, all... are... slaughtered...
Analyzing lip words is not an easy task, but the content Luo Ye reported to Murong Rou mainly consists of four sentences and rhymes, only sixteen words, and the rest are just spoken languages that explain these sixteen words, which are particularly easy to read.The more Mr. Gui read, the more shocked he became: The refugees and the guards were all manipulated; be careful of the typhoons, silent flutes.This is...it is indeed a knife order!
Those who mention Murong Rou cannot go along with those who drive refugee rioters.In this way, in the field, in addition to the party who used Guzhao and used the Knife Order to destroy the Knife Plan, there were also third players who also knew that the Knife Order existed!
The conspirator who has always been walking in the darkness that no one knows and always shows himself in a mask, has a hint of confusion for the first time, as if he was suddenly pulled into the sun, naked and uncovered. Everything he had originally planned was in the calculations of others, and he no longer had the concealment and safety of the dark clothes.
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Heng Shuying looked at the sixteen beautiful fly-headed small calligraphy on the handkerchief, as if some strange magic power was attached to the characters.She just walked out of the Sun Golden Crow tent as the silkworm girl ordered, held the side with the words in front of her chest, and walked under the eaves. The outside suddenly changed, and General Zhendong's sharp arrow suddenly dropped and pointed it at the high officials on both sides.
Looking down from the five-story platform where Murong Rou is located, you should not see your face. The eaves formed by the flying corners of the phoenix platform are exactly on the horizontal and sparse shadows, providing the most appropriate cover.How do you win the trust of General Zhendong, who has always been suspicious and conceited?
Looking up, even Heng Shuying himself could hardly see the general's facial features clearly. I thought that Murong Rou, who was also ignorant of martial arts, would be the same.Murong's mind-reading skills are well known, but he has never heard of him having a clairvoyance like a two-eagle falcon... In this way, it must be the scar-faced archer by his seat.The book that the young military officer left was written for the young military officer!
Heng Shuying is familiar with the stories of various sects in the East China Sea. She has written a volume of "Whoever in the East China Sea" by Zhi Jingsi. She has compiled it with a little time and used her time to compile the history of the East China Sea martial arts world in the past 30 years. The book has briefly explained it.The young martial artist Luo Ye had extraordinary eyesight. When she thought about it, she immediately remembered a magical skill and turned around and said:
I see!The young man can only see the words on the silk from such a long distance with his winged claws.Just now, he shot the refugees with great skills. His predecessors must have seen the clues from it, so he had such a design.
The silkworm smiled and said: It’s so comfortable to be with smart people. You don’t have to spend too much effort on what you do or say.When Heng Shuying heard her confession, she suddenly had a bigger question: The Wing Claw Invincible Sect had already declined, and the huge forces that were occupied by the western half of Tokaido in the past were mostly annexed by Chi Liantang.Now the leader of the Yi Sect, who is in charge of the sect, has got Qing Feng Zhao of the Shao family to mediate and barely keep a bed... If this young man was his personal legend, how could he be a man under Murong Rou?
The petite silver-haired beauty, as small as a porcelain doll, smiled with her lips pursed, and a narrow-minded light flashed through her eyes.
What is the nickname of Yi Tungchou?
Danji is shining.Heng Shuying was stunned and answered instinctively.It is said to be derived from the ancient poetry of "Goshawks and the stalking of the thorns", so Yi Zhang is also known as "Goshawks".
Silkworm sneered.
Such an elegant name must have been given by the Shao family leader who is well-read. Will the cowardly boy who is not promising and accept it with tears?If you ask the leader of Sect Yi whether he would use Qianli Qiu Hair Claw, he would force him to find a hole in the ground to drill in.Alas, the white eagle and the black eagle are both gone, how can the winged claws invincible gate be invincible?What if it does!
The horizontal and sparse shadows are well-read, and they know that the eagle is fighting and grabbing, and the red thorns are tall and tall. After that, the two sentences of "The Withering of the Holy Saint and the Withering of the King's Wind, the sadness of the Wing Claw Invincible Gate are indeed ironic.Repeatedly thinking:
If the martial arts of this young man surnamed Luo were not easy to be tamed, then it could only be... Yes, with the experience of the silkworm grandmother, it is not a strange thing to have an old age with the white eagle in the past.Suddenly, the wind was blowing outside the eaves, and the handkerchief was raised. I suddenly found another line of smaller characters inside the rolling edge, connected like ink lines, but I didn't find it just now.
When I still see clearly, the handwriting seems to be blown away by the wind, rendering it into a gray and black piece, which shows that the silkworm girl has moved her internal strength when she put her pen, so that the ink word condensed on the silk; when the inner breath attached to it dissipates, the ink between the cracks is fainted, leaving only black stains, and even the first sixteen characters will not be identified.
I will teach you this skill of keeping your strength when you have the chance in the future.The silkworm blinked at her, tiptoed on her soft couch, opened the lotus yarn in front of the tent and looked into the distance, murmured: I have put down my hands... I can't get close to the knife order, I see what you can do!Girl, have the mobs outside calmed down?Where is your dear boy Geng?
Looking into the horizontal sparse shadow for a moment, I returned to a pale snowy face.
……Same.She suppressed her trembling voice, but she couldn't help but feel cold all over her body. She wrapped her arms around her soft and huge breasts, gritted her teeth and said softly: It's still the same, senior.They...they are still the same.There was a coolness beside her body, and the soft silver silk drifted across the cheeks of her nose. The silkworm climbed the railing and tiptoed, and her cute naked feet like jade snow stepped on the ebony floor. The extreme whiteness and extreme blackness were particularly dazzling.
The silkworm's bright eyes swept away, and the more she looked at her little face became heavier.Sure enough, whether it is Geng Zhao or refugees, they are still the same, and their crazy eyes and postures have no signs of restoring consciousness.
The inspection camp was ordered by Murong Rou to turn the arrowhead to the high platforms on both sides, and the tug-of-war in front of the phoenix platform suddenly lost its strongest wing protection.Some refugees were red in their eyes and climbed the carved railings with their lives. The Jinwu guards slashed onto the knife and wrapped them with a thick layer of greasy sauce, and their wrists and arms were sore and soft, and they still could not stop the crazy thugs.
Soon, the bottom level will be lost, and the guards retreat into the inner hall, struggling to resist the influx of the mob, and prevent them from crossing the high threshold.
War is different from martial arts competition. There is no point to stop it. However, these mobs are more difficult to deal with than the enemies on the battlefield. Even if they cut their hands and feet, they cannot stop them from moving forward. The Jinwu guards were constantly grabbed by the enemy who had just been knocked down and overturned to the ground. They slipped on the blood flowing out of the enemy, and then added their own... The injured Jinwu guards quickly lost their combat power, but unless they were dead, they could not stop them from climbing and biting.It is said that it is a living person, but it is more like a group of living walking zombies.
damn it!What kind of monster is this...Damn it!Cut off their heads!Ren Zhuliu's roar could not help but come from the stairs. With the increasingly strong smell of blood, the situation of the battle was urgent and self-evident.Heng Shuying's face turned pale, as if she had returned to the Shura field she had seen in childhood. Her memory was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and she was tightly wrapped around her and refused to let go.
The young woman with weak legs tried to climb the carving railing, but unfortunately she was futile.She leaned softly against the railing and drew the wall, her bloated breasts pressed against the wall, and her soft breasts were squeezed and deformed like a full dough, overflowing to the side of her chest, squeezing out a round breast.
(not good!)
The silkworm had eavesdropped on her and Geng Zhao's secret conversation. Suddenly, she remembered that she had this heart disease, and at this critical moment, she stretched out her little hand and stroked her vest a few times. Her inner breath penetrated into Hengshuiying's body. The beautiful young woman came back to her senses, but her eyes were unexpectedly confused and frightened, and a hint of calmness appeared.
Only... there is only one place that has not been checked yet.Heng Shuying whispered.The silkworm's mind was like lightning, and almost the moment she exited, she thought of the same place.
--Fengtai!
The conspirator who was manipulating the damn Knife Order was in this building!
She should have thought of it long ago.Why did the animals placed in the Sun Golden Crow tent react so fiercely, bleeding one after another, and even dying from shock?Because the source of the silent sound is close to the left, birds and beasts are sandwiched in the middle by two swords. It is a blessing.
(Where is the person...?)
It is possible on both the second and fourth floors.Considering that Ren Zhuliu had deployed all the Jinwu Guards to the first and second floors to resist the mob, Cannibal did not hesitate and hurriedly threw down his words, don’t run around!Waiting for me here, I got up, my long silver waterfall-like hair swayed, and I had already swept up to the fourth floor of Fengtai!
The fourth floor was filled with distinguished guests appointed by the Empress, most of whom were the prince’s family members, the eunuchs and the female Shi who served the Empress, who were also rushed here by Ren Yizi early in the morning and was not allowed to enter without being summoned.Originally, some of them should have been evacuated to the third floor. In order to take the exclusive credit, Eunuch Sun, who was in charge of the custody, deliberately hid the golden crow tent and prevented him from approaching the third floor. The eunuch and palace maid who had nowhere to go were crowded on the first floor.
Silkworm used its ultimate body technique and suddenly emerged from the stairs. She was petite, much shorter than a girl of seven or eight years old. She stepped onto the floor with her little white feet like jade gui, but she saw people all over her eyes, but her eyes could not penetrate the wall. She put her heart on:
Well, all of them are knocked down!He stepped on the pillar and pointed his fingers. The silver flowers in front of everyone trembled, and the shadows shook, and even the sound was not enough to be made, and the plopped into pieces.More than a hundred people had lost consciousness within a moment, and half of them had lost consciousness. They couldn't figure out what was coming suddenly. A furry and silver shadow was vaguely seen flying. When they recalled in retrospect, they all said it was a fox fairy.
Although the silkworm moves quickly, he is anxious: if the conspirator hides behind the wall, in this short moment, it will be enough to destroy the evidence and even destroy the sword order.I just regret that there is no martial arts in the world that will destroy more than a hundred people in a blink of an eye. Even if my cultivation is extremely high, my human power will be poor after all.
The silver-haired beauty thought and stopped. Her small palm slapped her on the floor: Hold!The palace maid who was running away tilted, as if she was thrown up by invisible waves. No one could stabilize her body when she fell. Oops sounds rose and fell.
The vision suddenly disappeared, and a man wearing official uniform and boots in the corner grabbed his hands with his hands. He pushed him forward to protect him when he grabbed him. The women around him screamed and fled, and the riots started were still above the silkworm girl.The man grabbed and pushed back, blinked to the side of the railing, leaned over and shouted:
Jinwulang!There are assassins...and there are assassins!
(Smart boy!)
The silkworm laughed in anger, her hands were hugging like a pupa, and the air between her arms was steaming, which was as hot as the sun was exposed to the sun. A touch of ice blue radiance burst out from the boiling stream, reflecting the exquisite and beautiful face slightly smaller than the palm of her hand. The magical skill of the Heavenly Cover is already used.
Go!
With a clear shout, the silkworm girl opened her arms wide, and the ice blue energy that was embraced into a group of empty arms rotated out, spreading into a slanted plane, sweeping across the entire row of human walls, like a spreading cloth, all of which were falling to the ground, and the qi blue dizziness became more and more faint, as if it was about to dissipate.
The man was unable to respond and secretly called luck. He thought that this strangely small silver-haired woman, like a doll, had a higher martial arts skills. Every time the energy passed through one person's body, it would cut again. After sweeping down more than a dozen people in succession, the piece of Qi was at the end of her strength, and she was not afraid of her. She made up her mind to stand up and take it hard to avoid arousing the suspicion of others.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the aura reached in front of him, he immediately rolled up and wrapped him tightly!Only a thin layer of energy was left by the human wall. When it was rolled into a ball, it still had amazing power, which made his qi and blood stagnate, and the ice lights were flashing around him.The girl came out silently, and her tender fingers poked him, gudong!Fall down.
The silver-haired girl stepped on her chest and met up close. The man realized that she was so small that she was beyond imagination. She had a mature and gorgeous appearance, but she was reduced to a childlike height. Her arms, soles, face... were all reduced in size, and she was incredibly fine, just like some kind of monster. In short, she was definitely not a human.
The girl's sleeves gently brushed her through the folds between her chest and abdomen, looked back at her frown, and pursed her lips like a cat.Where did you hide that thing, a cunning boy?Suddenly a powerful force came from the soles of his feet. He could almost hear the sound of fickles on his sternum. If he had a little more force, he would burst. He could not imagine how his toes could have such a terrifying power.
OK.The girl smiled and said: You don’t know, I’m looking for a reason to kill!
No...No...You...I...I'm not...
Hard Ah, tsk.While increasing the weight, the two slender hands never stopped. They searched him from head to toe, and even the taboos in the crotch, as if they were stepping on a salted fish, not a living man.With your age, you cannot be the mastermind.So, I will leave a letter to your boss. When he sees your body, he will know which one will ask him to find him.
The ice-blue eyes narrowed, and the smile made people feel cold from the bottom of their hearts.
(I... my life is over!)
stop!
The sword on the vest came very quickly and sharply. Ren Zhuliu arrived at the critical moment. It was because what he saw in front of him was too strange. Jin Wulang was eager to save people. He didn't even think about it carefully. The Feifeng Sword was thrust out. No matter the speed and strength of the sword, it was inconsistent with the principle of "being concerned first". He taught Ren Zhuliu to be free of internal injuries and to do his best, and he might not have such a wonderful performance.
No!Silkworm snickered, stepped on her naked feet, and her whole body swirled towards the tip of the sword, and suddenly walked around the pillar, as if her body was invisible and material, leaving only the silver hair that was swaying to the ground as slippery as a snake.
Ren Zhuliu's sword was like lightning and almost fell into trouble. He rushed to the carved railing. Where was there any silver-haired figure on the Fengtai?Not even a single hair is seen.Thinking of the strangely small beauty, he couldn't help but shake his head and murmured: Damn, what place is the East China Sea?There are so many demons and monsters!When he saw the man in the official uniform was still slumping on the ground, the golden sword was inserted and quickly helped him sit up. He put his finger on his wrist vein and asked Yin on the side:
You're fine, Lord Chi?
Chi Fengjun's face was pale and shook his head with difficulty, unable to speak for a while.
Ren Zhuliu brought some true energy to him, and only felt that the pulse was peaceful, unlike internally trauma. I think this master was born as a Jinshi, and his body was too weak. He was stepped on by the silver-haired fairy and couldn't breathe.These scholars have nothing to do with their merits!Either my husband or turtle ten, you can’t even play with the horse and dice, you’ll be a waste!
Although the silver-haired girl was so small that she was not as big as a doll with unfinished hair, her waist was the waist, and her legs were not vague at all. Her butt was bulging and about to come out, and she was just a delicate snake waist, which was thinner than his second-class master's thigh. I wonder what it would feel like to be wrapped in my palm?
How do you look like a very young man?I don’t know if I grow hair... Maybe I can’t even put a finger in it.If you patiently rub your body and then insert all the words into the vaginal fluid, then you will be so tight!Tsk tsk.
Jinwulang imagined galloping, and even his breath became thicker and thicker.Others didn't know that he was thinking about the appearance and body of the silver-haired demon girl, and thought that it was the soft-headed strategy that made the adults react so much, so they couldn't help but feel chills. In addition to contempt, they turned their heads and walked away.
The silkworm used his body technique to slide into the third floor, facing the horizontal sparse shadows standing against the railing.
Former...sen!Looking for it?
There was no sign of the lord, there was only one suspect.
The lotus gauze flares lightly, and the silkworm girl flashed into the golden crow tent. When she was young, she would search for assassins one by one, so she would not be able to tell people what to do.Today, there are too many people who are uninvolved, who witnessed the true face of Mount Lu, the Lord of Sangmuyin, and it is a case of disobeying the Ming Island at night.Quan Zuo's book is ready - the corner of the silkworm's mouth pursed, with a slightly relaxed relief.
I left a message to his master to let them know that Sang Muyin is back.Did the silent rhyme stop?
Actually, this question is unnecessary.After Ren Zhuliu came to rescue him, he knew that the mob outside the hall had been controlled. Otherwise, Ren Zhuliu would have the will and would be unable to do anything.Sure enough, Heng Shuying nodded, her eyes reopened to the scene, and the sorrow between her eyebrows was fine, and she had never disappeared.
So what's wrong?The silkworm breathed a sigh of relief and nestled comfortably in the pillows, looking calm and leisurely.Heng Shuying shook her head and said for a moment: Senior... He was no match for Shao Xianzun before he lifted the control of the Knife Order. Now Shao Xianzun is determined to kill, but what should Geng Lang do?
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In the middle of the square, a life-and-death battle between wild beasts and hunters was unfolding around the lotus platform in full swing, continuously biting, pulling, and exploding blood. Using the body as a shield weapon, rushing each other, no matter the strong or weak side, the blunt attack like hardwood bursts out between the muscles and bones. You can imagine the tragic situation of blood stasis under the skin of the cloth and the true qi blasting, which makes people unbearable to listen.However, the two sides in the war seemed to be unaware of it, and they still forgot to beat each other without giving in.
Shao Xianzun's hair was disheveled, and his torn collar was splashed with brown crumbs, and his eyes were spotted. I don't know when and who came out. One of them was cracked in the sleeves of the long-clad blue shirt and a half of them remained. The bronze arm muscles stretched out into a single-clothed sleeve tube, and blood beads oozed out of the pores, soaking the white cotton sleeve tube into a very light pink color.
Since his debut, Wenwu Juntian and Shao Xianzun have been fighting with others for more than 20 years in public, and have never been so embarrassed.
The green hair of the cap lost and the scattered bun is the master, no longer elegant and free. The face of which was originally as fair as a woman was covered with blue air. With the scolding, the phoenix eyes and white teeth are more bright, as if they have become a different person, without any distinction in the world.
Geng Zhao was at a disadvantage in this close-knit fight, and was stalemate with a violent aura.
The unique cyclonic magnetic force of the palm of the heart is not moved. Not to mention the contact between them, even being brought to the palm wind is like peeling and cutting flesh, which is hard to bear.
Geng Zhao was so angry that he grinned his teeth. Even though his body was as strong as a beast, his tolerance for pain had its limits. The selfless confrontation between the two sides lasted for about a cup of tea. One side finally had a gap. The boy took a step back half a step, and the long-suppressed pain felt as if he was infinitely amplified in the moment of discouragement. The humble groan that he bit his mouth suddenly turned into a scream.
Shao Xianzun's palms came out in succession and pushed his chest and jaw straight away. Geng Zhao waved his arms away from the pain. Before he could even straighten his arms, he was suddenly wrapped around and pulled closer. His elbows alternated, still attacking the head and face.
The young man flashed and squatted, barely thrusting through the elbow; before he could get rid of his arm entanglement, Shao Xianzun had already taken half a step, his left elbow sank, and his right palm drove straight in, striking Geng Zhao's chin!
Geng Zhao leaned back, and the wind of his palm swept across his cheeks, and a scorching pain. Shao Xianzun couldn't let him breathe in a while. The magnetic force shook, and a subtle gap suddenly appeared between the arms that were originally difficult to separate. Shao Xianzun's arms grew rapidly, one left and one right, and the bottom of his palm hit Geng Zhao's ears!
These few tricks are not moved by the heart. The four-style chain makes the enemy unable to breathe.The first three styles make the arms like ropes, and the strike is just to lure the enemy and disturb the enemy. The key is to entangle the word "wrap"; the last style is to close the net and capture it, bend the four fingers of both hands into a tiger's palm, and use the palm to penetrate the ears. If it is hit, the eardrum will burst and faint on the spot. It will be subdued with the force of defeating the opponent without killing it. It is also called "the wrath of the benevolent person".
Unexpectedly, Geng Zhao's arms were restrained and brute force was developed in the face of danger. He bent his body and almost dragged Shao Xianzun down. The empty palm that was blowing the wind failed to hit the ears, but hit both sides of the head. Although it was not as important as the ear drums, temples, etc., it made Geng Zhao's body soft and he almost fell to his knees.
However, Shao Xianzun's several slights were not just that.
He opened his fingers, grabbed Geng Zhao's head and pressed it, and bent his knees to press it in the center of his eyebrows!
This time, Geng Zhaoli raised his head and threw a blood whip out of his mouth and nose, like a blood thorn dancing in his sky. Shao Xianzun let go of his hand when the knee hammer hit him, making the force of his head to the end, and the remaining momentum kept swinging and stirring in the skull to obtain the greatest destructive power. Yintang is one of the most important strange points in the human body. When it is hit so hard, not only will the blood in the nasal cavity be in danger of bursting, but the large amount of overflowing blood will block the breathing of the mouth and nose, causing death in a moment; there are also some, the eyeballs and ear drums burst out together under the heavy blow, and the opponent will not die for a while, and there is no strength to fight back.
--This is the true wrath of the benevolent!
Without this power, what's the face of killing him?
Shao Xianzun has not used this trick for nearly 30 years. The moment he succeeded, he still raised the corners of his mouth unconsciously, with a passion that was both happy and proud, as if he was looking down at an ant, as if he had returned to the martial arts field in the inner competition.
(Hmph! A poor man from a poor family, I will teach you to stand out!)
Qianqian's cry of lost voice brought him back to reality.
Since Geng Zhao lost his mind, Shao Xianzun suppressed him and gradually gained the advantage. He seemed to be evenly matched, but he actually had plenty to pay attention to his surroundings. For example, the third brother fought with the black-clad monster guest and Li Hanyang's rescue of Qianqian, all of which were mastered, and he knew that Qianqian was safe and safe.But I didn't expect Geng Zhao to be so resistant to fighting and could not subdue him easily. As he beat him, he was more serious. At this moment, he came to his senses and secretly shouted that he was not good:
If you accidentally make a heavy move, don’t beat him to death!Just as I was about to go and I heard someone shout:
Keep people under your command!The powerful true power came from the ground. Li Hanyang mistakenly thought he wanted to praise the blow and quickly shouted and stopped.
Shao Xianzun hesitated when he heard the sound and took action a little slowly. Geng Zhao fell to the ground with a hollow somersault, staggered backwards with his head in his arms, and did not look like he was about to be beaten to death?A pair of beast eyes that were bursting out from the fingers appeared, gritting their teeth and roaring, as if they were resentful, and as if they were threatening their opponents, revealing the ruthlessness and cruelty of refusing to surrender.
Such a powerful vitality...is it a gift or a unique will?Shao Xianzun couldn't help but be stunned. In a trance, an equally dark face floated into his heart, and he actually had a different appearance. Although the two of them had no similar figures, they had a familiar temperament, which made him think of the man for no reason, and his anger instantly swallowed his reason.
No one expected that the Lord of Dingtian Sword would have such a result after he opened the reminder.
Shao Xianzun made a flying step and slammed his palms before Geng Zhao, like a bull tendon being pulled out of the string and a bullet was off the string. There was a burst of force, which made Geng Zhao unable to resist backwards. His arms were too waving, so he could only dodge his head, but he still had his fist to the flesh, and no shot was lost.Shao Xianzun's hands were like whips, and the magnetic force was everywhere. He suddenly swung Geng Zhao's elbows and arms, penetrated his palms, lifted his head and hit the lotus platform, Kuang!Big bunch of powder burst out.
Geng Zhao's body rebounded and rolled twice in a row on the ground. When he got up, he could no longer stand upright. His limbs were grounded, and he swung the sticky blood that was ticking. His survival instinct finally overshadowed his fierce wildness and stumbled away!
Shao Xianzun sneered, and after taking his hands, he used his light skills to chase him.
The two of them chased each other around the huge lotus platform, not much better than the naughty boy in the village. Such a funny scene could not be laughed at: Geng Zhao's head was bleeding, his left eye was bruised and swollen, and his eyes were straight into a thread that was difficult to open. His appearance was already extremely miserable, but he sometimes stood up and ran wildly, sometimes using his hands and feet, like a frightened beast-
The word "Beast" is neither exaggerating its courage nor praising the strength of vitality. It is a beast with a human appearance but an unreliable behavior. The absurd contrast makes people feel chilled from the bottom of their hearts and cannot be calmed down for a long time.
Geng Zhao used his hands and feet, fled like a life-threatening person, occasionally crashed into the crowd of refugees, grabbed people and pushed them behind him, trying to stop the pursuers from approaching. When he was anxious, he turned his head and howled from time to time, like a desperate dead beast, deterring the hunter in vain.Shao Xianzun's blue shirt is in a mess, and he is really not a casual person, but he walks on the sand with his hands on his back and returns to his grandmaster's spirit a little. Everyone can see that this battle will not last too long, and the moment when the dust settles is imminent.
Li Hanyang did not hesitate to use his whole body skills to remove the yin energy for Shao Lansheng. The drink just now was extremely dangerous and he had no spare energy to intervene.The method he used was the same as unsealing Han Xuese. The Yin damage of the Soul-Breaking Blood Sword was far above the man in black's closing acupoint method. The Yin power mostly stayed in Shao Lansheng's body for a moment, and the internal breath and vitality were worn out. It must not be removed in time, but it should not be too fast and fierce, so as not to damage the third master's meridians and damage his martial arts.
He pressed Shao Lansheng's vest with his palms, strengthened his energy, and the true energy was constantly passing by. His eyes were circling around the lotus platform, and he could not meet Shao Xianzun. His eyebrows were slightly frowned and he thought to himself:
Lord Dianwei was in a state of mind and was similar to the vagrants. Otherwise, the innocent people would not be blocked by the wall, and the head of the Shao family would not have known it.It seems that he is bound to win this game.Geng Zhao understood that at this moment, he would not admit defeat, and even remembered that he would admit defeat to protect himself. There was only one way to end the battle.The head of the ranger with slightly frosted temples drooped his eyes, no longer distracted from the battle, and tried his best to rescue him in order to restore freedom as soon as possible-
Suddenly, I heard a whisper: Geng...Brother Geng!It turned out that Qianqian was fighting fiercely in the field, and she couldn't help but walk forward. Seeing her father and Geng Zhao spinning around the lotus platform and immediately mixed into the surging refugees, she didn't see her again.
Suddenly the flow of people was pushed away, and a black shadow pounced on her, slamming her to the ground with her pink neck. The scorching breath made her dizzy, Qianqian's body stiffened until the man's forehead dripped on the snow face and woke up like a dream. Tears were filled with tears in his big eyes. Regardless of the ferocious claws in his neck, he reached out to caress his cheek and called softly.
mèi'er caught a piece of silk in her hand, afraid that she would snatch juice, so she immediately kept her heart.
These days, those who carry silk with them don’t have much thought!Especially the appearance of the little monk is particularly dangerous.It turns out that these bitches are connected to each other. Handkerchiefs are tokens, just like the cuts that gather evil paths outside. I can identify them here, whoever brings them is a bad peach blossom!
The girl's butt was fat and round, wrapped in a skirt, the softness of the legs and the roundness of the petals were visible from the pleats deep in the flesh. She could almost imagine how light, soft, thin, and soft the two pieces of flesh were, without losing the strength and elasticity of the girl.
The little monk loves this tone the most.
Every time he came from behind, he... was always very deep and ruthless. The ugly thing that was curved was as hot as a soldering iron. It was as hard as iron cast, but it always became harder and hotter as his rough in and out, making her cry involuntarily-
mèi'er snorted lightly, which was supposed to be very annoying, but the sound of air floating out of her nose was so delicate that she felt so sweet that she almost burst into her legs. When she came to her senses, the warm liquid instantly filled the flower path, which was obviously not water of urine, but it was sour and numb as if it was so refreshing that it was like a tight and sticky honey slit.
In front of everyone, it was hard to reach out to cover her. She blushed her face and quietly moved her thighs. Unexpectedly, the two balls of freshly cooked buns were polished with smooth legs. The tender clams were dipped in wet cotton, and the close and separate ironing made her feel more and more refreshing. mèi'er tightened the handrail with a whimper, and finally felt a trembling tremble under her body.
Your Highness!The old minister who was accompanying him noticed something was wrong and quickly covered his mouth and approached him.Could it be that you are unwell?
No...it's okay!mèi'er gritted her teeth and didn't even dare to slap him backhand, for fear of exerting force on his legs, and he was afraid that he would squirt a hard bet from below.She has gained the benefits of Yang Dan and has been transformed all over her body. Not only does her internal strength be pure, but her muscle strength has also improved greatly. When she reaches her orgasm, she always sprays a lot of lustful honey, which is both too much and too fast, and can wet half of the brocade quilt.If Chunjiang burst out, the ferocious liquid pillar burst out from the honey crack and all hit the already muddy horse-riding sweat towel, the water pressure of the light could alarm the four seats, which would inevitably be bad.
(It's all...it's not good for all that girl!)
If you are born with such a butt, you must have ulterior motives!There is no doubt about the fact that she now tied Shao Xianzun's daughter into a handkerchief party, and new and old hatreds surged together.It’s a pity that there are no bows and arrows at hand, otherwise the whole family will shoot her to death, so that they will not be messed up all day long!
Who knew that the bow and arrow came as soon as possible.
blow!With a sound, mèi's camera sensed and was about to get up, but suddenly he felt something was wrong: ...It's not me!The muscles in the lower body twitched, and the tender skin in the vagina clamped, and a warm feeling of fluid seemed to gush out.With a sound of her, the snake twisted her waist slightly, and she held back her hips and legs, and she resisted her venting intentions. The white feather immediately penetrated the right arm of the minister beside her seat.The old minister was still crying, but was dragged by the rushing arrow, and he leaned back with his chair. He fell to the ground without any hesitation.
The Guzhu Kingdom's Golden Armor Guards swarmed up and covered the princess layer by layer with their bodies.Mèi'er's mind was full of thoughts and smoke disappeared, and she was shocked and annoyed. She was not in a place to exhale. She stood out with her hands and shouted angrily: Murong Rou!What do you mean?The scar-faced archer beside the general responded loudly:
According to the order of my general, please put your hands flat on your knees and not cover your mouth and nose.Whoever refuses to follow is the mastermind who incites refugees to riot!As soon as the banner was raised, the arrows on the top of the platform were bright and they pressed down together, and they all checked the powerful and powerful people on the opposite platform.
Only then did everyone know that he was talking and laughing. The corpse of a refugee shot into a hedgehog at the bottom of the stage was everywhere, and the blood stains on the yellow sand were still moist. Who dared to challenge the military power of General Zhendong?All of them follow the words.
The minister of Guzhu Kingdom who was shot in the arrow was named Jia Sanchen, and was appointed as the Sizhi of Zhanshifu. He served the crown prince of the Eastern Palace and assisted the royal family for three generations.Jia Sanchen was not a native of Nanling, but an authentic Yangtu king-made citizen. His ancestors moved south from Bai Yujing to do business. Because they were well-versed in the dialect of the two locals and had resources and connections, they entered the court from a translator and tribute envoy, and then married local tyrants, and took root. When they were passed down to Jia Sanchen, they were the fifth generation, and they were all officials in Guzhu Kingdom for generations.
The northern officials like him have a certain number in the Nanling countries. He holds silver and money in his hand and stands in the temple. He is mostly in harmony with others, so he has no relatives between his ancestors. When talking about the origins of his ancestors, he will inevitably be resistant to his hometown. He has business and quantity when he is closed, which is an indispensable role.
Although Jia Sanchen is from Yangtu, he has not followed the territory of the White Horse Dynasty in his life. Nanling Tu dialect is better than Yangtu official dialect. If he hadn't repeatedly wrote letters to ask his companions for his trip, Mèi'er would not have wanted to bring this old man who was insulted by Luoli Luo.It would be amazing that the three ministers of Jia were able to incite refugees!
mèi'er is anxious, but she is not stupid. Then she realized that it was Jia Sanchen who covered his ears with his sleeves and even took an arrow. She became more annoyed and said with a smile: Good, do you think he is the mastermind or the mastermind?It’s so easy to frame the blame and not even use excuses!I insisted on covering my mouth and cumming me with a seed!The left and right exclaimed: Your Highness, no!The golden armor guard stood up to cover her. If it were not for the princess's dignity and rudeness, she would have wished she would have knocked her to the ground.
mèi'er was so annoyed that she tweaked her hands and angrily shouted: Dodge... dodge them all!
Murong Rou on the opposite side looked indifferent, as if she was not even interested in speaking. She arched her hand on her face and pulled the arrow and responded loudly: Put your hands on your knees, don’t move around!If there is any violation, sharp arrows will serve you!The voice was bright and spread throughout every corner of the square, which was inconsistent with the pale and childish face, but there was no sense of rage. The calmness in it increased the persuasion, indicating that the general's move did not involve personal emotions and had no mercy to talk about.Whoever violates the taboo is the target of the inspection camp.
Unfortunately, Princess Fuxiang is the best in the three armies, so she has never been afraid of anyone in Nanling.mèi'er's palms were transformed. There was a wisp of moving and turning power hidden in the strength comparable to that of a man. It was touching the body, like a needle hidden in cotton. But those brave, loyal and fearless golden armored guards were thrown to the ground and didn't understand what was going on.
Seeing the chaos in the stands opposite, people were tempted to get involved, Luo Ye had only one concern left.
Don't think too much.Murong Rou didn't turn her head, as if her eyes were on her head and her smile was lonely.Since you make a judgment, you must implement it to the end and do whatever you need.The cherry lips of Shen Suyun were slightly shrunk, as if she wanted to say something, but Fu Chijin held her hand and gently pulled it into her heart.
The subordinate understands.
Luo Ye no longer hesitated, and he opened his bow like a full moon, aiming the tip of the arrow at the red-haired girl who rushed out of the golden armored human wall.
Let's wait!One of the monks in the Yangtu community rose up, raised his hands slightly, and the monk's robe and sleeves slid down between his elbows, revealing a pair of slender and delicate arms with beautiful lines.This move undoubtedly responded to General Zhendong, showing that there was no suspicion of inciting refugees.
mèi'er couldn't help but be stunned.If there is anyone who is determined to fight Murong Rou, this guy is probably the only one who is here.He just won’t help but let it go, why are you going to cause trouble?
Princess Fuxiang stopped and the riot on the stage immediately ended.Murong Rou raised his right palm slightly, and Luo Ye felt it over and put down the bow and arrow, but he heard the general whisper: If he did anything suspicious, he would be able to shine.Do you understand?Luo Ye did not answer, but Murong Rou knew that the order had been delivered accurately, so she coughed twice, shouted against the howling in the field, and tried her best to improve her voice:
What teachings do you think of Buddha’s son?
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Mr. Gui hates frustration very much. Since he learned about the incident, he has understood that his talent is superior, and he will never forget it when he sees the scenery. The uncles and brothers of Baizhang Luyuan are more mediocre and incompetent than the other, and they are like ants in his eyes. To endure the smile and not to be seen outside, it is undoubtedly a hard work that is more difficult than chanting scriptures.
Wisdom from top to bottom but stupid from bottom to bottom.
--In this world, only foxes are qualified to stand at the top and become the master!
Not my race, there are only bad people.The man who taught him the Tianhu Sword once said, with a touch of sinister and sad purses, his mouth and smile were as light as it was, and it was difficult to tell.It is such an incomprehensible way that makes people fall into a mud and unable to extricate themselves. Even though they know that they are about to fall into the abyss and be crushed to pieces, they still find it difficult to stop.
Foxes are not only smart and beautiful, but also extremely dangerous.
Such an elegant and outstanding ethnic group will never match the ugly failure - the scene can be said very beautifully, but Mr. Gui knows that there is no way to success, and it is just four words to say.Whoever can master the most information and resources and accurately control development like a thread-pulling puppet can ensure success to the greatest extent.
And these all have to pay the price.So he never complained, planned and waited patiently, worked hard, and carefully laid and controlled each line of success, so that he could finally welcome the moment of acceptance with an elegant attitude.
Only smart people know that success is definitely not accidental.
When Mr. Gui saw the hard work of bleeding and sweating, he almost wanted to kill a few people to vent his anger.He incited refugees to surround the mountains, and some people turned these hungry and cold people into mobs; he arranged layers of means to force Murong Rou to surrender, and Geng Dianwei came out of Hengli...
This is a rebellion.All the methods used to deal with Guzhui are used to attack Guzhui.
Even Li Hanyang could see that those crazy mobs who sacrificed their lives were drugged.However, Li Hanyang did not know that this effect was obtained by the combination of several secret medicines: the soul-lossing that makes people lose their minds, the Yin-Yang intercourse that is touching in deep sleep, and the yin and yang that wakes up completely unaware, and the drumming of the body's potential... There are also several ancient wood kites that did not tell him.He believed it was related to the secret of controlling the corpse of the sword.
The enemy is not only close to them, but also obviously has been eyeing them for a long time.
Mr. Gui observed the change in Gu Muyuan's expression on the opposite platform, and saw his surprise, shock, anger and forbearance. He knew that this mischievous and rude scene was definitely not instructed by the leader of Gushe.Gu Muquan did not use the Knife Order, and he did not... In this way, there must be a third player on the scene.
Mr. Gui believes that he knows the ancient wood kite.
If he gave someone a third sword order, he would be confident that he would not be used to deal with him. He could only think that the mysterious side trying to destroy this layout was not originally within Gu Muyuan's expectations.At this critical moment, Murong Rou's treatment is a great deal. This feeling of saving his life by someone who wants to kill makes Mr. Gui laugh and cry, but there is one thing more important than dignity.
--Unless Murong Rou knows the secret of the knife order, how can he put his hands on his knees?
He coughed lightly, and did not put down his hands in his ears. He said aloud: I have something unknown and want to ask the general for advice.Murong Rou nodded from the opposite side, without responding, her pale cheeks rose and two unnatural flushing. It seemed that his body could not bear it after just a few words.
The Buddhist monk looked around, his smile still calmly and warmly, but the chaotic scenes in the audience were inevitably a bit inappropriate.The young monk seemed to be distracted and said aloud: Before asking the general for advice, I have something to say, please listen to everyone here.As the saying goes: The clear one is clear, and the turbid one is turbid.We are neither the culprit of inciting refugees, nor can we put our hands on our knees, even if the general wants to search for it.If the general's killing can be slightly reduced, why not do it?Hearing the Buddha's son speak, the monks of the Yangtu immediately agreed, and everyone imitated him to raise his hands, and the scene was very funny.
mèi'er frowned and thought: What's wrong with these bald donkeys?Could it be that he ate the spit of the shemale monk and flattered him so loudly that he was so flattering.He sat down with his sleeves and called someone to carry Jia Sanchen down to rescue him. He squinted his eyes and looked at what he could sell in the glass Buddha gourd.
The Buddhist son bowed to her, gave a reply, and turned to Murong Rou and shouted: The general ordered the soldiers to kill the people just now, but he was still inadequate. Now he is going to attack the envoys of the southern country, court officials and local gentry.I dare to ask the general, what is the connection between the culprits of inciting refugees and raising their sleeves to cover their mouths?
Murong Rou said a few words in a low voice, Luo Ye stood up straight and replied loudly: The refugees only want to have a full meal, so how can they be brave enough to offend Feng Jia and threaten to kill officials?It must have been incited by others that he committed such unforgivable crimes.My general said that all the people present with suspicious signs cannot be separated from each other!
As soon as these words came out, even the powerful people on the high platform on the left could not sit still. Dugu Tianwei blew and turned his head and laughed: According to General Murong's intention, is it even a reason for the unforgivable sin?It's really so majestic and evil!Murong Rou replied lightly: The city lord is so serious.The venue was so chaotic that I was afraid of disturbing Feng Jia. Even if the methods were more violent, they would have to be forced.
Dugu Tianwei shivered, pinched his earlobe with both hands, and said with a smile: General, look carefully, my hands are very rules, it is not suspicious at all, don't come to ejaculate me.Murong Rou smiled and refused to reply, and whispered a few instructions to Luo Ye.
What else does Buddhist disciple have to do?Luo Ye asked loudly with his fists.
there is none left.I hope the general will show mercy and commit less sins of killing. The refugees are also the people and the people of the priests.
Amitabha!The heart of the Buddha's son is comparable to the birth of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas!
May General Murong listen to his advice and not let his Buddhist son down for compassion.
The Buddhist son of Liuli bowed and sat back in the midst of the praises of the Sangtu Sangha, but he didn't hear it at all.Murong Rou must have known that the refugees were passive and that the things that drove the refugees to go crazy were blowing with their mouths, so she gave such instructions; but she did not know from the beginning, otherwise he would not have sat there and watched the scene make a fuss.
(So…when did he know?)
He searched for the memory fragments in his mind, trying to restore the moment before the order was issued.Since he became sensible, his memory has been amazing; after that person's training, he has made great progress. As long as he scans his eyes, no matter how thick, size, or amount, it can be stored in his mind, like a picture, and he wants to see it at any time, just take it out, and he will never be afraid of forgetting it for a long time.
This thing has a nice name, called Sijian Body.The man smiled and said: It is naturally twice the result with half the effort when practicing martial arts, but it is a pity to just use it to practice martial arts.You have more knowledge than others, and you can practice this method more easily than others. If you are proficient in it, you can use it from small things to small things, as well as big things to stealing the country and becoming king.
Not only did he remember it, he also had the ability to use multiple things intently.In addition to the two fights in the center, he was even more concerned about Gu Muyuan and Ren Zhuliu, who swung his sword under Fengtai to supervise the battle, and would not miss the most important general of Zhendong.Before the sharp arrows from the inspection camp turned to the platform, the archer bent down and whispered to him.
--It's him!
What's its name?Yes, Murong Rou called him Luo Ye.A little unknown person.
What did he say to Murong Rou?
Just glance at the impression you have obtained, Mr. Gui cannot obtain further information.He lowered his eyelids, as if he had entered into a meditation, and threw his mind into the void; there, the picture of memory was like frames of fine images, sorted in wooden cabinets, and he just needed to find them out and browse them.It is a realm that I don’t even know that I have seen or heard of. It is kept in the deepest part of my mind and has no way to perceive when I wake up.
Mr. Gui took out the memory clip and watched it repeatedly. In the picture, Luo Ye said a few words to Murong Rou, but the high platforms on both sides were far apart, so Mr. Gui could not hear their deliberately lowered voices.The senses have never received, and the memory cannot be transformed for no reason. He can only stare at Luo Ye's lips and try to read the content of the words.
Reading lips and ventriloquism are the key points of the man's training him.Mr. Gui's childhood can be said to have been spent in hard training these miscellaneous tricks, and the effort consumed is no less than martial arts practice.It would be nice if others could master one or two skills in their lifetime, but you were different.The man tapped his forehead gently, and the touch of his fingertips was smooth and refreshing.You are a heavenly fox, extremely smart, and you can learn everything from ordinary people to be very good at learning.Starting from today, you must worship hundreds of teachers and learn hundreds of skills, and obtain their true teachings in the shortest time before you can become a superior person.
The man was right at all.After joining Gushe, the contribution he had been involved in to the organizational plan was even greater than that of outstanding martial arts, thus becoming the left-handed and right-handed hand of Gu Muyuan, and even carried the design and arrangement of the Three-Metering Method Conference on the Three-Metering Method.
This should have been a calm and gorgeous victory, adding color to his talents, further winning the trust of Gu Muquan, and granting the important secret of creating sword orders and even sword corpses... Now all this has become a bubble.Anger almost pulled him away from the void. The scholar-in-law, who was meditating and visualizing, quickly gathered his mind and read one word, one word, one as the scar-faced boy's lips moved.
The refugees... the vagrants... the vagrants, all... are... slaughtered...
Analyzing lip words is not an easy task, but the content Luo Ye reported to Murong Rou mainly consists of four sentences and rhymes, only sixteen words, and the rest are just spoken languages that explain these sixteen words, which are particularly easy to read.The more Mr. Gui read, the more shocked he became: The refugees and the guards were all manipulated; be careful of the typhoons, silent flutes.This is...it is indeed a knife order!
Those who mention Murong Rou cannot go along with those who drive refugee rioters.In this way, in the field, in addition to the party who used Guzhao and used the Knife Order to destroy the Knife Plan, there were also third players who also knew that the Knife Order existed!
The conspirator who has always been walking in the darkness that no one knows and always shows himself in a mask, has a hint of confusion for the first time, as if he was suddenly pulled into the sun, naked and uncovered. Everything he had originally planned was in the calculations of others, and he no longer had the concealment and safety of the dark clothes.
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Heng Shuying looked at the sixteen beautiful fly-headed small calligraphy on the handkerchief, as if some strange magic power was attached to the characters.She just walked out of the Sun Golden Crow tent as the silkworm girl ordered, held the side with the words in front of her chest, and walked under the eaves. The outside suddenly changed, and General Zhendong's sharp arrow suddenly dropped and pointed it at the high officials on both sides.
Looking down from the five-story platform where Murong Rou is located, you should not see your face. The eaves formed by the flying corners of the phoenix platform are exactly on the horizontal and sparse shadows, providing the most appropriate cover.How do you win the trust of General Zhendong, who has always been suspicious and conceited?
Looking up, even Heng Shuying himself could hardly see the general's facial features clearly. I thought that Murong Rou, who was also ignorant of martial arts, would be the same.Murong's mind-reading skills are well known, but he has never heard of him having a clairvoyance like a two-eagle falcon... In this way, it must be the scar-faced archer by his seat.The book that the young military officer left was written for the young military officer!
Heng Shuying is familiar with the stories of various sects in the East China Sea. She has written a volume of "Whoever in the East China Sea" by Zhi Jingsi. She has compiled it with a little time and used her time to compile the history of the East China Sea martial arts world in the past 30 years. The book has briefly explained it.The young martial artist Luo Ye had extraordinary eyesight. When she thought about it, she immediately remembered a magical skill and turned around and said:
I see!The young man can only see the words on the silk from such a long distance with his winged claws.Just now, he shot the refugees with great skills. His predecessors must have seen the clues from it, so he had such a design.
The silkworm smiled and said: It’s so comfortable to be with smart people. You don’t have to spend too much effort on what you do or say.When Heng Shuying heard her confession, she suddenly had a bigger question: The Wing Claw Invincible Sect had already declined, and the huge forces that were occupied by the western half of Tokaido in the past were mostly annexed by Chi Liantang.Now the leader of the Yi Sect, who is in charge of the sect, has got Qing Feng Zhao of the Shao family to mediate and barely keep a bed... If this young man was his personal legend, how could he be a man under Murong Rou?
The petite silver-haired beauty, as small as a porcelain doll, smiled with her lips pursed, and a narrow-minded light flashed through her eyes.
What is the nickname of Yi Tungchou?
Danji is shining.Heng Shuying was stunned and answered instinctively.It is said to be derived from the ancient poetry of "Goshawks and the stalking of the thorns", so Yi Zhang is also known as "Goshawks".
Silkworm sneered.
Such an elegant name must have been given by the Shao family leader who is well-read. Will the cowardly boy who is not promising and accept it with tears?If you ask the leader of Sect Yi whether he would use Qianli Qiu Hair Claw, he would force him to find a hole in the ground to drill in.Alas, the white eagle and the black eagle are both gone, how can the winged claws invincible gate be invincible?What if it does!
The horizontal and sparse shadows are well-read, and they know that the eagle is fighting and grabbing, and the red thorns are tall and tall. After that, the two sentences of "The Withering of the Holy Saint and the Withering of the King's Wind, the sadness of the Wing Claw Invincible Gate are indeed ironic.Repeatedly thinking:
If the martial arts of this young man surnamed Luo were not easy to be tamed, then it could only be... Yes, with the experience of the silkworm grandmother, it is not a strange thing to have an old age with the white eagle in the past.Suddenly, the wind was blowing outside the eaves, and the handkerchief was raised. I suddenly found another line of smaller characters inside the rolling edge, connected like ink lines, but I didn't find it just now.
When I still see clearly, the handwriting seems to be blown away by the wind, rendering it into a gray and black piece, which shows that the silkworm girl has moved her internal strength when she put her pen, so that the ink word condensed on the silk; when the inner breath attached to it dissipates, the ink between the cracks is fainted, leaving only black stains, and even the first sixteen characters will not be identified.
I will teach you this skill of keeping your strength when you have the chance in the future.The silkworm blinked at her, tiptoed on her soft couch, opened the lotus yarn in front of the tent and looked into the distance, murmured: I have put down my hands... I can't get close to the knife order, I see what you can do!Girl, have the mobs outside calmed down?Where is your dear boy Geng?
Looking into the horizontal sparse shadow for a moment, I returned to a pale snowy face.
……Same.She suppressed her trembling voice, but she couldn't help but feel cold all over her body. She wrapped her arms around her soft and huge breasts, gritted her teeth and said softly: It's still the same, senior.They...they are still the same.There was a coolness beside her body, and the soft silver silk drifted across the cheeks of her nose. The silkworm climbed the railing and tiptoed, and her cute naked feet like jade snow stepped on the ebony floor. The extreme whiteness and extreme blackness were particularly dazzling.
The silkworm's bright eyes swept away, and the more she looked at her little face became heavier.Sure enough, whether it is Geng Zhao or refugees, they are still the same, and their crazy eyes and postures have no signs of restoring consciousness.
The inspection camp was ordered by Murong Rou to turn the arrowhead to the high platforms on both sides, and the tug-of-war in front of the phoenix platform suddenly lost its strongest wing protection.Some refugees were red in their eyes and climbed the carved railings with their lives. The Jinwu guards slashed onto the knife and wrapped them with a thick layer of greasy sauce, and their wrists and arms were sore and soft, and they still could not stop the crazy thugs.
Soon, the bottom level will be lost, and the guards retreat into the inner hall, struggling to resist the influx of the mob, and prevent them from crossing the high threshold.
War is different from martial arts competition. There is no point to stop it. However, these mobs are more difficult to deal with than the enemies on the battlefield. Even if they cut their hands and feet, they cannot stop them from moving forward. The Jinwu guards were constantly grabbed by the enemy who had just been knocked down and overturned to the ground. They slipped on the blood flowing out of the enemy, and then added their own... The injured Jinwu guards quickly lost their combat power, but unless they were dead, they could not stop them from climbing and biting.It is said that it is a living person, but it is more like a group of living walking zombies.
damn it!What kind of monster is this...Damn it!Cut off their heads!Ren Zhuliu's roar could not help but come from the stairs. With the increasingly strong smell of blood, the situation of the battle was urgent and self-evident.Heng Shuying's face turned pale, as if she had returned to the Shura field she had seen in childhood. Her memory was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and she was tightly wrapped around her and refused to let go.
The young woman with weak legs tried to climb the carving railing, but unfortunately she was futile.She leaned softly against the railing and drew the wall, her bloated breasts pressed against the wall, and her soft breasts were squeezed and deformed like a full dough, overflowing to the side of her chest, squeezing out a round breast.
(not good!)
The silkworm had eavesdropped on her and Geng Zhao's secret conversation. Suddenly, she remembered that she had this heart disease, and at this critical moment, she stretched out her little hand and stroked her vest a few times. Her inner breath penetrated into Hengshuiying's body. The beautiful young woman came back to her senses, but her eyes were unexpectedly confused and frightened, and a hint of calmness appeared.
Only... there is only one place that has not been checked yet.Heng Shuying whispered.The silkworm's mind was like lightning, and almost the moment she exited, she thought of the same place.
--Fengtai!
The conspirator who was manipulating the damn Knife Order was in this building!
She should have thought of it long ago.Why did the animals placed in the Sun Golden Crow tent react so fiercely, bleeding one after another, and even dying from shock?Because the source of the silent sound is close to the left, birds and beasts are sandwiched in the middle by two swords. It is a blessing.
(Where is the person...?)
It is possible on both the second and fourth floors.Considering that Ren Zhuliu had deployed all the Jinwu Guards to the first and second floors to resist the mob, Cannibal did not hesitate and hurriedly threw down his words, don’t run around!Waiting for me here, I got up, my long silver waterfall-like hair swayed, and I had already swept up to the fourth floor of Fengtai!
The fourth floor was filled with distinguished guests appointed by the Empress, most of whom were the prince’s family members, the eunuchs and the female Shi who served the Empress, who were also rushed here by Ren Yizi early in the morning and was not allowed to enter without being summoned.Originally, some of them should have been evacuated to the third floor. In order to take the exclusive credit, Eunuch Sun, who was in charge of the custody, deliberately hid the golden crow tent and prevented him from approaching the third floor. The eunuch and palace maid who had nowhere to go were crowded on the first floor.
Silkworm used its ultimate body technique and suddenly emerged from the stairs. She was petite, much shorter than a girl of seven or eight years old. She stepped onto the floor with her little white feet like jade gui, but she saw people all over her eyes, but her eyes could not penetrate the wall. She put her heart on:
Well, all of them are knocked down!He stepped on the pillar and pointed his fingers. The silver flowers in front of everyone trembled, and the shadows shook, and even the sound was not enough to be made, and the plopped into pieces.More than a hundred people had lost consciousness within a moment, and half of them had lost consciousness. They couldn't figure out what was coming suddenly. A furry and silver shadow was vaguely seen flying. When they recalled in retrospect, they all said it was a fox fairy.
Although the silkworm moves quickly, he is anxious: if the conspirator hides behind the wall, in this short moment, it will be enough to destroy the evidence and even destroy the sword order.I just regret that there is no martial arts in the world that will destroy more than a hundred people in a blink of an eye. Even if my cultivation is extremely high, my human power will be poor after all.
The silver-haired beauty thought and stopped. Her small palm slapped her on the floor: Hold!The palace maid who was running away tilted, as if she was thrown up by invisible waves. No one could stabilize her body when she fell. Oops sounds rose and fell.
The vision suddenly disappeared, and a man wearing official uniform and boots in the corner grabbed his hands with his hands. He pushed him forward to protect him when he grabbed him. The women around him screamed and fled, and the riots started were still above the silkworm girl.The man grabbed and pushed back, blinked to the side of the railing, leaned over and shouted:
Jinwulang!There are assassins...and there are assassins!
(Smart boy!)
The silkworm laughed in anger, her hands were hugging like a pupa, and the air between her arms was steaming, which was as hot as the sun was exposed to the sun. A touch of ice blue radiance burst out from the boiling stream, reflecting the exquisite and beautiful face slightly smaller than the palm of her hand. The magical skill of the Heavenly Cover is already used.
Go!
With a clear shout, the silkworm girl opened her arms wide, and the ice blue energy that was embraced into a group of empty arms rotated out, spreading into a slanted plane, sweeping across the entire row of human walls, like a spreading cloth, all of which were falling to the ground, and the qi blue dizziness became more and more faint, as if it was about to dissipate.
The man was unable to respond and secretly called luck. He thought that this strangely small silver-haired woman, like a doll, had a higher martial arts skills. Every time the energy passed through one person's body, it would cut again. After sweeping down more than a dozen people in succession, the piece of Qi was at the end of her strength, and she was not afraid of her. She made up her mind to stand up and take it hard to avoid arousing the suspicion of others.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the aura reached in front of him, he immediately rolled up and wrapped him tightly!Only a thin layer of energy was left by the human wall. When it was rolled into a ball, it still had amazing power, which made his qi and blood stagnate, and the ice lights were flashing around him.The girl came out silently, and her tender fingers poked him, gudong!Fall down.
The silver-haired girl stepped on her chest and met up close. The man realized that she was so small that she was beyond imagination. She had a mature and gorgeous appearance, but she was reduced to a childlike height. Her arms, soles, face... were all reduced in size, and she was incredibly fine, just like some kind of monster. In short, she was definitely not a human.
The girl's sleeves gently brushed her through the folds between her chest and abdomen, looked back at her frown, and pursed her lips like a cat.Where did you hide that thing, a cunning boy?Suddenly a powerful force came from the soles of his feet. He could almost hear the sound of fickles on his sternum. If he had a little more force, he would burst. He could not imagine how his toes could have such a terrifying power.
OK.The girl smiled and said: You don’t know, I’m looking for a reason to kill!
No...No...You...I...I'm not...
Hard Ah, tsk.While increasing the weight, the two slender hands never stopped. They searched him from head to toe, and even the taboos in the crotch, as if they were stepping on a salted fish, not a living man.With your age, you cannot be the mastermind.So, I will leave a letter to your boss. When he sees your body, he will know which one will ask him to find him.
The ice-blue eyes narrowed, and the smile made people feel cold from the bottom of their hearts.
(I... my life is over!)
stop!
The sword on the vest came very quickly and sharply. Ren Zhuliu arrived at the critical moment. It was because what he saw in front of him was too strange. Jin Wulang was eager to save people. He didn't even think about it carefully. The Feifeng Sword was thrust out. No matter the speed and strength of the sword, it was inconsistent with the principle of "being concerned first". He taught Ren Zhuliu to be free of internal injuries and to do his best, and he might not have such a wonderful performance.
No!Silkworm snickered, stepped on her naked feet, and her whole body swirled towards the tip of the sword, and suddenly walked around the pillar, as if her body was invisible and material, leaving only the silver hair that was swaying to the ground as slippery as a snake.
Ren Zhuliu's sword was like lightning and almost fell into trouble. He rushed to the carved railing. Where was there any silver-haired figure on the Fengtai?Not even a single hair is seen.Thinking of the strangely small beauty, he couldn't help but shake his head and murmured: Damn, what place is the East China Sea?There are so many demons and monsters!When he saw the man in the official uniform was still slumping on the ground, the golden sword was inserted and quickly helped him sit up. He put his finger on his wrist vein and asked Yin on the side:
You're fine, Lord Chi?
Chi Fengjun's face was pale and shook his head with difficulty, unable to speak for a while.
Ren Zhuliu brought some true energy to him, and only felt that the pulse was peaceful, unlike internally trauma. I think this master was born as a Jinshi, and his body was too weak. He was stepped on by the silver-haired fairy and couldn't breathe.These scholars have nothing to do with their merits!Either my husband or turtle ten, you can’t even play with the horse and dice, you’ll be a waste!
Although the silver-haired girl was so small that she was not as big as a doll with unfinished hair, her waist was the waist, and her legs were not vague at all. Her butt was bulging and about to come out, and she was just a delicate snake waist, which was thinner than his second-class master's thigh. I wonder what it would feel like to be wrapped in my palm?
How do you look like a very young man?I don’t know if I grow hair... Maybe I can’t even put a finger in it.If you patiently rub your body and then insert all the words into the vaginal fluid, then you will be so tight!Tsk tsk.
Jinwulang imagined galloping, and even his breath became thicker and thicker.Others didn't know that he was thinking about the appearance and body of the silver-haired demon girl, and thought that it was the soft-headed strategy that made the adults react so much, so they couldn't help but feel chills. In addition to contempt, they turned their heads and walked away.
The silkworm used his body technique to slide into the third floor, facing the horizontal sparse shadows standing against the railing.
Former...sen!Looking for it?
There was no sign of the lord, there was only one suspect.
The lotus gauze flares lightly, and the silkworm girl flashed into the golden crow tent. When she was young, she would search for assassins one by one, so she would not be able to tell people what to do.Today, there are too many people who are uninvolved, who witnessed the true face of Mount Lu, the Lord of Sangmuyin, and it is a case of disobeying the Ming Island at night.Quan Zuo's book is ready - the corner of the silkworm's mouth pursed, with a slightly relaxed relief.
I left a message to his master to let them know that Sang Muyin is back.Did the silent rhyme stop?
Actually, this question is unnecessary.After Ren Zhuliu came to rescue him, he knew that the mob outside the hall had been controlled. Otherwise, Ren Zhuliu would have the will and would be unable to do anything.Sure enough, Heng Shuying nodded, her eyes reopened to the scene, and the sorrow between her eyebrows was fine, and she had never disappeared.
So what's wrong?The silkworm breathed a sigh of relief and nestled comfortably in the pillows, looking calm and leisurely.Heng Shuying shook her head and said for a moment: Senior... He was no match for Shao Xianzun before he lifted the control of the Knife Order. Now Shao Xianzun is determined to kill, but what should Geng Lang do?
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In the middle of the square, a life-and-death battle between wild beasts and hunters was unfolding around the lotus platform in full swing, continuously biting, pulling, and exploding blood. Using the body as a shield weapon, rushing each other, no matter the strong or weak side, the blunt attack like hardwood bursts out between the muscles and bones. You can imagine the tragic situation of blood stasis under the skin of the cloth and the true qi blasting, which makes people unbearable to listen.However, the two sides in the war seemed to be unaware of it, and they still forgot to beat each other without giving in.
Shao Xianzun's hair was disheveled, and his torn collar was splashed with brown crumbs, and his eyes were spotted. I don't know when and who came out. One of them was cracked in the sleeves of the long-clad blue shirt and a half of them remained. The bronze arm muscles stretched out into a single-clothed sleeve tube, and blood beads oozed out of the pores, soaking the white cotton sleeve tube into a very light pink color.
Since his debut, Wenwu Juntian and Shao Xianzun have been fighting with others for more than 20 years in public, and have never been so embarrassed.
The green hair of the cap lost and the scattered bun is the master, no longer elegant and free. The face of which was originally as fair as a woman was covered with blue air. With the scolding, the phoenix eyes and white teeth are more bright, as if they have become a different person, without any distinction in the world.
Geng Zhao was at a disadvantage in this close-knit fight, and was stalemate with a violent aura.
The unique cyclonic magnetic force of the palm of the heart is not moved. Not to mention the contact between them, even being brought to the palm wind is like peeling and cutting flesh, which is hard to bear.
Geng Zhao was so angry that he grinned his teeth. Even though his body was as strong as a beast, his tolerance for pain had its limits. The selfless confrontation between the two sides lasted for about a cup of tea. One side finally had a gap. The boy took a step back half a step, and the long-suppressed pain felt as if he was infinitely amplified in the moment of discouragement. The humble groan that he bit his mouth suddenly turned into a scream.
Shao Xianzun's palms came out in succession and pushed his chest and jaw straight away. Geng Zhao waved his arms away from the pain. Before he could even straighten his arms, he was suddenly wrapped around and pulled closer. His elbows alternated, still attacking the head and face.
The young man flashed and squatted, barely thrusting through the elbow; before he could get rid of his arm entanglement, Shao Xianzun had already taken half a step, his left elbow sank, and his right palm drove straight in, striking Geng Zhao's chin!
Geng Zhao leaned back, and the wind of his palm swept across his cheeks, and a scorching pain. Shao Xianzun couldn't let him breathe in a while. The magnetic force shook, and a subtle gap suddenly appeared between the arms that were originally difficult to separate. Shao Xianzun's arms grew rapidly, one left and one right, and the bottom of his palm hit Geng Zhao's ears!
These few tricks are not moved by the heart. The four-style chain makes the enemy unable to breathe.The first three styles make the arms like ropes, and the strike is just to lure the enemy and disturb the enemy. The key is to entangle the word "wrap"; the last style is to close the net and capture it, bend the four fingers of both hands into a tiger's palm, and use the palm to penetrate the ears. If it is hit, the eardrum will burst and faint on the spot. It will be subdued with the force of defeating the opponent without killing it. It is also called "the wrath of the benevolent person".
Unexpectedly, Geng Zhao's arms were restrained and brute force was developed in the face of danger. He bent his body and almost dragged Shao Xianzun down. The empty palm that was blowing the wind failed to hit the ears, but hit both sides of the head. Although it was not as important as the ear drums, temples, etc., it made Geng Zhao's body soft and he almost fell to his knees.
However, Shao Xianzun's several slights were not just that.
He opened his fingers, grabbed Geng Zhao's head and pressed it, and bent his knees to press it in the center of his eyebrows!
This time, Geng Zhaoli raised his head and threw a blood whip out of his mouth and nose, like a blood thorn dancing in his sky. Shao Xianzun let go of his hand when the knee hammer hit him, making the force of his head to the end, and the remaining momentum kept swinging and stirring in the skull to obtain the greatest destructive power. Yintang is one of the most important strange points in the human body. When it is hit so hard, not only will the blood in the nasal cavity be in danger of bursting, but the large amount of overflowing blood will block the breathing of the mouth and nose, causing death in a moment; there are also some, the eyeballs and ear drums burst out together under the heavy blow, and the opponent will not die for a while, and there is no strength to fight back.
--This is the true wrath of the benevolent!
Without this power, what's the face of killing him?
Shao Xianzun has not used this trick for nearly 30 years. The moment he succeeded, he still raised the corners of his mouth unconsciously, with a passion that was both happy and proud, as if he was looking down at an ant, as if he had returned to the martial arts field in the inner competition.
(Hmph! A poor man from a poor family, I will teach you to stand out!)
Qianqian's cry of lost voice brought him back to reality.
Since Geng Zhao lost his mind, Shao Xianzun suppressed him and gradually gained the advantage. He seemed to be evenly matched, but he actually had plenty to pay attention to his surroundings. For example, the third brother fought with the black-clad monster guest and Li Hanyang's rescue of Qianqian, all of which were mastered, and he knew that Qianqian was safe and safe.But I didn't expect Geng Zhao to be so resistant to fighting and could not subdue him easily. As he beat him, he was more serious. At this moment, he came to his senses and secretly shouted that he was not good:
If you accidentally make a heavy move, don’t beat him to death!Just as I was about to go and I heard someone shout:
Keep people under your command!The powerful true power came from the ground. Li Hanyang mistakenly thought he wanted to praise the blow and quickly shouted and stopped.
Shao Xianzun hesitated when he heard the sound and took action a little slowly. Geng Zhao fell to the ground with a hollow somersault, staggered backwards with his head in his arms, and did not look like he was about to be beaten to death?A pair of beast eyes that were bursting out from the fingers appeared, gritting their teeth and roaring, as if they were resentful, and as if they were threatening their opponents, revealing the ruthlessness and cruelty of refusing to surrender.
Such a powerful vitality...is it a gift or a unique will?Shao Xianzun couldn't help but be stunned. In a trance, an equally dark face floated into his heart, and he actually had a different appearance. Although the two of them had no similar figures, they had a familiar temperament, which made him think of the man for no reason, and his anger instantly swallowed his reason.
No one expected that the Lord of Dingtian Sword would have such a result after he opened the reminder.
Shao Xianzun made a flying step and slammed his palms before Geng Zhao, like a bull tendon being pulled out of the string and a bullet was off the string. There was a burst of force, which made Geng Zhao unable to resist backwards. His arms were too waving, so he could only dodge his head, but he still had his fist to the flesh, and no shot was lost.Shao Xianzun's hands were like whips, and the magnetic force was everywhere. He suddenly swung Geng Zhao's elbows and arms, penetrated his palms, lifted his head and hit the lotus platform, Kuang!Big bunch of powder burst out.
Geng Zhao's body rebounded and rolled twice in a row on the ground. When he got up, he could no longer stand upright. His limbs were grounded, and he swung the sticky blood that was ticking. His survival instinct finally overshadowed his fierce wildness and stumbled away!
Shao Xianzun sneered, and after taking his hands, he used his light skills to chase him.
The two of them chased each other around the huge lotus platform, not much better than the naughty boy in the village. Such a funny scene could not be laughed at: Geng Zhao's head was bleeding, his left eye was bruised and swollen, and his eyes were straight into a thread that was difficult to open. His appearance was already extremely miserable, but he sometimes stood up and ran wildly, sometimes using his hands and feet, like a frightened beast-
The word "Beast" is neither exaggerating its courage nor praising the strength of vitality. It is a beast with a human appearance but an unreliable behavior. The absurd contrast makes people feel chilled from the bottom of their hearts and cannot be calmed down for a long time.
Geng Zhao used his hands and feet, fled like a life-threatening person, occasionally crashed into the crowd of refugees, grabbed people and pushed them behind him, trying to stop the pursuers from approaching. When he was anxious, he turned his head and howled from time to time, like a desperate dead beast, deterring the hunter in vain.Shao Xianzun's blue shirt is in a mess, and he is really not a casual person, but he walks on the sand with his hands on his back and returns to his grandmaster's spirit a little. Everyone can see that this battle will not last too long, and the moment when the dust settles is imminent.
Li Hanyang did not hesitate to use his whole body skills to remove the yin energy for Shao Lansheng. The drink just now was extremely dangerous and he had no spare energy to intervene.The method he used was the same as unsealing Han Xuese. The Yin damage of the Soul-Breaking Blood Sword was far above the man in black's closing acupoint method. The Yin power mostly stayed in Shao Lansheng's body for a moment, and the internal breath and vitality were worn out. It must not be removed in time, but it should not be too fast and fierce, so as not to damage the third master's meridians and damage his martial arts.
He pressed Shao Lansheng's vest with his palms, strengthened his energy, and the true energy was constantly passing by. His eyes were circling around the lotus platform, and he could not meet Shao Xianzun. His eyebrows were slightly frowned and he thought to himself:
Lord Dianwei was in a state of mind and was similar to the vagrants. Otherwise, the innocent people would not be blocked by the wall, and the head of the Shao family would not have known it.It seems that he is bound to win this game.Geng Zhao understood that at this moment, he would not admit defeat, and even remembered that he would admit defeat to protect himself. There was only one way to end the battle.The head of the ranger with slightly frosted temples drooped his eyes, no longer distracted from the battle, and tried his best to rescue him in order to restore freedom as soon as possible-
Suddenly, I heard a whisper: Geng...Brother Geng!It turned out that Qianqian was fighting fiercely in the field, and she couldn't help but walk forward. Seeing her father and Geng Zhao spinning around the lotus platform and immediately mixed into the surging refugees, she didn't see her again.
Suddenly the flow of people was pushed away, and a black shadow pounced on her, slamming her to the ground with her pink neck. The scorching breath made her dizzy, Qianqian's body stiffened until the man's forehead dripped on the snow face and woke up like a dream. Tears were filled with tears in his big eyes. Regardless of the ferocious claws in his neck, he reached out to caress his cheek and called softly.
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