The brocade tent is still warm, the fragrance of animals is swaying, and gauze tents are hung on all sides of the big bed carved by Huanghuali wood.
Looking through the lotus-colored gauze, a fair and naked female body was kneeling in the middle of the bed. Her snake-like waist slowly twisted, grinding and grinding. Every time it was up and down, it touched the tender buttocks, and it couldn't help but trembled a dazzling snow wave.
The sweat beads oozed out the fragrant skin, slid down the thighs along the water-like waist and hip curves, and the jade toes curled up tightly. The thin pink soles of the feet were red and tender, as if echoing the master's desire to die.
Duke... Master!
The woman lowered her head and called her sadly, her soft voice was almost unheard, and her mouth turned into a trembling breath:
You... You are going to die!Please... Master... Master, please... please... please... Ah, Ah...
Her snow-white lotus root arms were wrapped in red ropes and wrists, and were hung high. The red rope passed through the tent with a gilded copper ring, but the other end was in the hands of the man under her.
The woman's wrists were hanging high, and a pair of heavy jade breasts on her chest were stretched round and firmly. She slowly threw them out as her waist twisted, shaking away the two white breast waves, which was particularly attractive between movement and stillness.
The red rope in the man's hand has another wonderful effect.
At first, the red rope was tightened, and the beauty was hanging up her thighs. The tender jade clams touched the glans, rubbing and sliding like nothing, making her whole body numb, and her lower body was gurgling with vaginal fluid. The two fat and moist clam mouths gently moved, which seemed to be different from her cherry mouth that kept moaning. If it weren't for the man's talent, he would have been sucked and thrown out and sprayed out.
Duke... Master!I...I want...Give it...Give it... The woman's plump waist was straight, and she couldn't help but tremble. Her pointed chin was pressing against her neck, and she barely opened her watery eyes. Her seductive look was like a cat begging for pity from her master.
The man smiled and let go of the half-red rope. The woman's waist sank, swallowing the purple-red glans the size of an egg, squeezed out large pieces of crystal water stains, and dripping down the white and tender legs.
Ah, Ah She raised her head and screamed, shook her hair away, so beautiful that she almost rolled her eyes; she came back to her senses, and saw that the man had no intention of furthering, so she bit her red lips and slowly thrust her lower body, but she begged:
Let... let Qingqing serve the young master... Qingqing wants... I want...
what would you like?
The man smiled with a hint of intent.
In the Tianxiang Tower, the most popular girls are all selling their skills but not selling themselves. Mo Qing, who is 19 years old, is even a red card among the red cards. During the meal, he is accustomed to being a giant, prince, poet, and famous people. If you want to have a love relationship, it is not enough to be rich and powerful.
Compared with those sleeping girls with a pair of jade arms, thousands of people pillows and a few red lips, Mo Qing not only rarely recommends a pillow, but also uses flowers to show off his appearance. Compared with the princesses in the imperial city, he is afraid that it is not inferior, not to mention many admirers who are rich, powerful, dominate the world, and can do anything to win the favor of the beautiful woman.
Being able to cure Mo Qing in the bed would be the most magnificent dream in the hearts of the young masters in the capital.
It took the man three months to spend a huge million in gold every day, and finally realized his dream, so he naturally refused to let it go.
But although Mo Qing was beautiful, he was not the opponent of the top flower picker in bed. He was pushed by his huge glans, so beautiful that he couldn't wait for the scorching dragon sun to fill his vagina for a while. The small granulation outside the clam's mouth was ground with a boiling and rough flesh crown, and the vaginal fluid was flowing empty, anxious and bitter, and with a shy feeling, he couldn't help but beg.
The voice is too small, and the young master can't hear it clearly.
The man deliberately tightened the red rope, allowing the sticky glans to slowly withdraw:
What does Qingqing want?Or don't want anything?
Mo Qing was trembling with the pulling out of the meat mushroom. In a trance, she felt unbearable. All her reserve and shame had already been thrown out of the sky with the refreshing and beautiful granulation at the mouth of the hole. The slippery flesh wall tightly clamped half of the glans, as if it was about to suck the entire root of the penis. The tender pubic mound that was rising was thrust desperately. The fragrant grass on the mound was wet with the semen water, and every twist splashed out liquid beads, which made it look even more dense, soft, and shiny.
She thrust herself a few times, but she couldn't stop the glans from fading out, but it had already been grinding out of fire. Her cheeks were red and her long hair shook. She suddenly felt a spasm in her vagina, and she even raised her head and screamed sadly.
The man felt a urethra slight, and the sour and numb sensation ran through the scrotum, perineum, and tail vertebrae, and suddenly rushed to the waist and spine. The sperm almost lost, which was even more enjoyable than a round of thrusting. He reluctantly stopped and said:
You don't want to say it, it seems you don't want anything!
Mo Qing was at the critical moment when he was about to lose it or not, and was so scattered that he could not speak.
After a while of gasping, I finally recovered, bit my red lips lightly, and stammered: Qingqing...Ah, Ah...Qingqing wants...Young Master... Hum...AhAh...Young Master's...Great...
The red rope loosened, and the snow-white buttocks fell heavily. With a puff, the huge dragon sun, which was thick on the baby's arms, reached its roots, and two tender red petals turned outwards. The tight vaginal mouth slinged the roots of the giant stem, like a circle of round and thin flesh membrane.
The transparent vaginal water is scattered and scattered, and the self-intercourse is splashed, making the brocade quilt moist.
Mo Qing straightened his waist, and his beautiful eyes flipped, and he almost fainted. He opened his mouth and couldn't move, but he couldn't make any sound, so he could only exhale. After a moment of regaining his senses, he felt that his lower body was full, full of hot and hard, as if he was penetrated by a red soldering iron. The slightly swollen penis made the flower path tremble. Even though he had reached the center of the flower, the feeling of penetrated deep into the thorns did not stop.
Mr.... Mr. is so great!It’s up to you... it’s up to you... it’s up to you!So... so full... so swollen... still maintaining the delicate posture of sitting to the bottom, suddenly moaning, clenched the silver teeth, and the snow thighs twitched violently, and it actually lost again.
Mo Qing is the leader of Tianxianglou. He is rarely listed for guests. He lost two times in a row, but he failed to let the young master come out to enjoy himself. How many jealous girls and maids in the yard are watching? Can he still be a human being if he is rumored?
Finally, I stopped the tremor and gasped gently, barely awakening my energy. The clam mouth was tightly pressed against the dragon root and gently grinded it. The wet and hot flesh walls slowly sucked, like a panting intestine and a leech mouth, making the flower room sound louder, constantly squeezed out the slurry water; the plump snow waist twisted, and the jade breasts were swaying. Although I had no hands to support it, my pink buttocks were thrown up and down, and from time to time I spit out half of the purple-red and wet sun roots, which seemed very lewd.
Ah...Ah... The young master's stick is so thick, so hot... so fucking Qingqing to death!AhAh…
Seeing that she was shy and ruthless, the man was about to tease her, but suddenly his face changed drastically, and his waist was straightened and he breathed. His narrow, thin and strong waist and legs were stretched into balls.
Mo Qing was arched for about an inch, and his penis entered the flower room, making him more and more ecstatic:
Insert... Insert!Ah, AhAhAh!Duke... Master!
Although Mo Qing did not make money by relying on flesh and blood, he sold himself in a brothel since childhood. It was seen that Yuanyin was difficult to lock and was not conducive to mingling. From the age of four, he forced the madam to sit in the urn to practice martial arts. For fifteen years, he has been practicing the ultimate treasure of Fengyue, Locking Yin.
This function makes the pendant door tightly closed and the flower path twists. You can let the huge sun ravage, and you will never loosen your vagina. Moreover, the vulva looks like a virgin, and the jade house is stuck and closed, and only one finger is enough to enter and exit. It is a rare famous tool, also known as the Baizhu Feng Feng Intestine.
She rarely stayed guests to sleep, but when an ordinary man encountered the Yin-Suan Gong, he would never have been able to hold a cup of tea. He would know that he would have the vital essence in his 15 degrees and was sucked to death.
Even though the man had extraordinary strength, once his penis was swallowed by all the roots, he suddenly felt like he was trapped in a narrow sheath filled with loach eels. It was wet and sticky everywhere. It was soft, soft, warm and comfortable, and it was also sucked and squeezed. Its strength was so strong that it made people unable to help but push their waists and zipped them up, and they could not control it.
There seemed to be a very thin hair in the urethra, which was quickly pulled out of the seminal vesicles, and it was continuously pumped, painful and beautiful. The end of the hair was connected with the essence and blood in the body, and it was about to gush out in the blink of an eye!
Mo Qing himself was not feeling well.
She is born with bones, and her Yuan Yin is loose and tender. She is not durable when she is in a relationship, and she is exhausted in a few seconds. Fortunately, she has the ability to protect her body with the help of locking Yin. In addition, she is talented and beautiful, and she is skilled in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. She has become a top artist who sells her skills but not her body.
Occasionally, few people can get a favor under the phoenix intestines, and then they will end up dying from the vagina.
Unexpectedly, the man was gifted and skilled in Fengyue. He used the golden ring and slinging tool, and the foreplay made her unable to withstand it. With the size of her penis, she actually tightened the thin folds in the flesh wall and sucked it against the flesh, making her even more beautiful.
She galloped for a moment, and suddenly felt a urge to urinate on her lower body, so beautiful that her teeth became sore and her whole body was trembling. She seemed to be losing again.
The man swallowed several mouthfuls of tongue and breathed, and could not stop the thrusting intention, and knew it was inevitable. Seeing that the beauty's cheeks were as thin as peach blossoms, her tender and thin lips were a little white and covered with fragrance and sweat. Her breath was broken, and she could no longer moan. She couldn't bear to ruin her, so she let go of the red rope, bent her knees, and the two of them sat close to each other.
Her bound hands were hanging weakly, just around her arms, her delicate thighs were spread apart, her jade toes as white as peeling onions hung helplessly, her red and tender vagina was inserted into huge sunlight, and her pubic hair was covered with sticky milk.
The man had reached the critical point, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he lowered his head and held the jade ear bead, making her body numb: Qingqing is so obedient, the young master let you fly to the sky.He grabbed her plump buttocks and suddenly started to thrust hard. The thick penis was in and out, making a sound, and even the splashed love fluid was inserted into milk foam, making the snow-blooded buttocks of the buttocks were white.
Duke... Master, please... please spare me... Qingqing... Qingqing...
Mo Qing hugged him and screamed, and a sentence was intermittent and endless. He was inserted so that he could inhale more and less air. Suddenly he raised his head, and a piece of wet and cold flowed out of his thighs. His body, which was as soft as boneless, collapsed. The two tender and smooth breasts on his chest hit the man's chest. The whole person fell backwards, and the lotus arms wrapped in red ropes spread out of the bed with a large handful of black hair. His snow-white chest and armpits were pulled into a seductive curve. His chin was raised, and he was even silent, and he fainted from convulsions.
The man only won a little victory for a moment. The swelling Long Yang thrust, and the dragon Yuan gushed out, filling the entire flower path in an instant, overflowing with the thin foam on its own junction.
The half-quenched jade man was burned by the hot thick semen, ah! The interrupted pleasure immediately occupied the whole body. The big-parted jade legs twitched, and the clam mouth sucked the penis into a small part. The red cardamom buds on the top of the jade house trembled slightly, and they peeded.
Lost... to death...
She hid her blushing face into her neck, and her complaints turned into soft and weak moans.
The man smiled slightly, reached out to wipe the sweat from her chest and armpits, enjoying the smooth skin and moving curves, while savoring the afterglow; lowering his head and holding his perky nipples, his hard penis slowly exited the path of the flower, and then pulled the beauty to tremble.
Mo Qing's breathing was rapid, and his full chest couldn't help but fluctuate.
After a while, he opened his thick eyelashes, his eyes were watery, and he looked at him with a delicate and weak look, his mouth was smiling, but his soft voice seemed to be crying: The young master is so cruel, he's going to kill Qingqing.
The two of them lingered in their brocade bed, and it was noon before they knew it.
After lunch, the maids and servants in the yard were packed up and they hid back to their rooms to take a break. The huge yard was filled with cicadas. They looked out from the three-story building, and their eyes were filled with dark shade of tung trees, which was slightly green and slightly black and ochre.
The man got up and dressed neatly, with brocade woven belly around his waist, tied a rhinoceros horn and jade belt, and called the maid who served Mo Qing to wear a bun and a hairpin for him, and put on a gold crown of pearls. He looked like a heroic young warrior. If he were not a young general in the Shenwu Camp, he would be a heroic descendant of the dynasty.
But Mo Qing put on a thin Luo Chenbag, with a pair of jade feet naked, and combed her hair in front of the bronze mirror.
Looking from the mirror: the man in brocade clothes and gorgeous clothes is not tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his expression is slightly frivolous. He holds a golden cup and looks out from a railing. He holds the golden scabbard on his left hand, and holds a tassel on his head, and is decorated with a flawless white jade pendant. The sun crown pattern on it is simple and simple, and a small word "Jie" is embraced in the middle.
The man...no, he should be said to be a teenager.
Even though he has been wandering around for many years, he is actually very young.
And in Zhongjing... it is not right. Looking at the entire Zhongchenzhou, Ji is an incredible surname.
Legend has it that at the beginning of Zhongchenzhou, the great hero who received the kindness of the gods, held a holy sword in his hand, stood up with a blade of flame to kill the evil dragon in the world, and was the surname Jie.
Before the founding of the dynasty, Zhongchenzhou's neighbors were separatist, and the princes were eyeing each other, and organized the people of Chenzhou to defend the countryside. The heroes who died heroes were also surnamed Jie. The dynasty was founded, and foreign races invaded large numbers outside and had evil intentions inside. They volunteered to the emperor to take off their horses, and the heroes who were able to calm the country and resist foreign countries were also surnamed Jie.
To date, Zhaori Villa, the largest force in the righteous path of Zhongchenzhou and known as the first sword in Zhongzhou, has been a villa with two unique skills, "The Great Sun Divine Art" and "The Sword Technique of the Sun", and is known as the Lord of the villa, Jie Zhen, who is known as Shenxiao Leiyin, and is naturally also named Jie Zhen.
The boy's surname has a prominent family background and a long history, but unfortunately his name is far from that.
However, in the thirty-mile field inside and outside the Central Government, the name Jiezhao is considered a jingling font. It is generous and flattering. It has the best methods and is very clever. It has good patience and not roughness. Who doesn’t like such guests?
It can be said that it is the best sword in the mind of the Red Lantern House. Compared with the master of the Shenxiao Leiyin Tribulation and the Zhendao Martial Arts, the status and importance of the Great Manor are probably not inferior.
Jiezhao rewarded the maid who was combing her hair, drank the glass of wine gently, and stood up with the sword.
I'm leaving.
When will the young master come again?
This question was so heartwarming, but the person who asked was a little indifferent.
Mo Qing held the handful of black hair on his chest that was long dragged under the embroidered stake. His hands holding the comb were so white that they were as white as the ivory comb. Looking through the dark tent, the moisturized yellow dizzy like milk was particularly exquisite.
Jiezhao thought there would be a kind of intimate relationship before parting, but now it was hard to get over with his face, tied his left hand with a gilded wrist guard and crossed his sword with his hair, and smiled:
When will Qingqing miss me, and when will I come back?How about it?
Man, that's so ruthless.Mo Qing stood up gracefully, abandoned the comb, walked to the piano stand with her waist, leaned against the embroidered seat with her bare feet, and plucked the strings casually.
He was obviously abandoned, but he asked him to "miss me" and put all the responsibility he could not wait to be on the woman.If you are dependent on Qingqing, the young master will not leave.
It was obviously a bold love word, but she spoke coldly, as if it was nothing to do with her.
The disaster is a little confused.
Is the fair and unattainable woman in front of me who was so upset that she had been killed by herself and threw her into tears several times?
As I thought about it, a sudden flash of inspiration flashed.
The winner of the male and female bed is just one word.
If you get it, you won’t feel new. You can give up at any time. So the brothel girl is so bitter about her love, while the dream-like husband who is wandering around in the dust has to be blessed.
This woman is well aware of this principle.
This kind of indifferentness, as if there were nothing, can help the man double the absurd lingering of the past, and make her always new in their eyes. Before she even stepped out of the boudoir, she began to think about the next meeting, how to win the favor of the beauty and continue the relationship of unity again...
Mo Qing and Mo Qing are worthy of being the number one Hongling in Tianxianglou, the leader in the capital.
Jiezhao shouted in his heart, and felt that he could pick this famous flower. It was indeed worth three months of hard work. He laughed unconsciously: With your words, how could I indulge in women anymore?In order to marry Qingqing and stay with her forever, I should work hard and do a great job in the world.You wait for me.
Mo Qing is the number one genius in the capital, and his reputation spreads everywhere. Even if the princes and ministers come in person, they will never dare to talk nonsense so blatantly in order to win the favor of beauty.
This move was simply the first time Tianxiang opened the building, which was beyond her expectations. Mo Qing looked up and was slightly stunned. Seeing the light flashing in Jiezhao's eyes, he suddenly felt a sense of replies.
(This person is like me, and he is also a sensible person.)
She smiled indifferently, sat upright and pressed the strings of her slender fingers.
So very good.Qingqing used this song "Wind and Thunder" to see off the young master, hoping that his grandson would show off his great achievements and achieve success as soon as possible.When the young master comes to Xiao Pavilion again, I will play another song "Landscape Green" for the young master.Jiezhao laughed out loud and went out. When the embroidered wall was covered, an intense sound of sound came from the crack of the door.
Is "Land and Water Green"?The little slut who screamed so slutty on the bed actually understands what is the lofty ambition of fame and fortune?What an interesting girl.
Jiezhao was refreshed and walked slowly downstairs around his arms, rewarded every servant who greeted him along the way, and went to the flower hall to order a table of wine and food, and poured it happily.
The woman left immediately after she was accompanied, and she was the worst client.
Don’t you think about how much manpower you have to spend to lie in bed and enjoy it in order to make you comfortable?
Just relying on that little night money, do you still want to have another golden nest with pink and beautiful women next time?
Every time he enters Tianxiang Tower, he will never leave until he spends 500 taels of silver.
If it weren't for sending all the servants back to the village when they stayed overnight yesterday, as usual, there would have to be a few more tables.
After eating and drinking for a while, a turtle slave suddenly ran into the hall to bite his ears. The servants looked excited and went out to watch the fun.
Jiezhao picked up a familiar one: What's going on?Are there elephants drying mice outside?Turtle slave quickly laughed: The Fourth Master is joking.I heard that a warrior came from the Chayuefang opposite the door, and he grabbed the old man Zheng's daughter who was singing, and said he wanted to strip it naked. He was just taking off his shoes and socks!
Old man Zheng?Which old man Zheng?
The one who died a year ago.My daughter is still filial!My body is tender and tender, which makes people feel itchy.
I remembered it.Jie Zhao suddenly clapped his high-high, his face darkened, and he couldn't help but spit down: Fuck!You guys don’t see enough of the cunts you usually see?Dog-good guys have you seen the filial daughter?The turtle slaves were so numb that their scalp was so sharp that they were froze on their faces. Finally, there was a clever response: We can't control this matter, and only the Fourth Master, you can control it.Those people are really unethical!Everyone said everything, and they felt a little embarrassed when they were talking about the disaster, and they laughed and scolded: A bunch of dog legs!I am not helpful to find my third brother in the village.
Where can I do Ah?As soon as you go, all the martial arts tiny winds and grass slants fall to the ground.There is no scene when the Third Master comes, who can bear it?
Go fuck you!Is this how 'Fengxing Caoyan' used?Go! Go! Go
Jiezhao tightened his belt, stood up with his sword, and casually squeezed out of the flower hall, headed straight to the Tea Yuefang opposite.
When everyone saw the Fourth Master Jie coming with a sword, they all made their way out and whispered: The Fourth Master Jie is here!The Fourth Master of the Jie Family is here... He passed the way to the street from the cave portico of Tianxiang Tower.
He walked harder and stronger. He jumped over the high threshold of Chayuefang, crossed the sword hilt with his left hand, and looked around the hall: the tea guest had already left clean, with only a few tables left at the corners, four men in between surrounded the table, and a petite girl in white was pressed down on the table, and he kept struggling to express his grief. His clothes seemed to be pulled open, his shoes and socks were scattered, and his naked little feet with ankles were round, and he kicked in the air with weak and weak.
stop!
The big men turned their heads when they heard the sound, and their eight thick and fuzzy hands were still groping for fun on the girl.
I counted to three.If you don't let go of that girl, each of you will leave one hand and one foot.
Jiezhao pressed the hilt of the sword with his hand, his eyes were bright, and he felt like a sharp blade was thrown out in an instant.
The four of them suddenly jumped in their hearts and stopped at the same time.
The girl on the table lost her restrictions and grabbed her clothes and ran away, scrambling to the back of the disaster.
She was only thirteen or four years old, with big eyes and watery eyes. Although her body had not grown, her chest was already round and bulging. The crescent white cotton shirt was undulating and undulating, and the shape was warm and gentle, like a pair of cute jade rabbits.
The disaster was half a piece higher than her. He looked down at her. Seeing her clothes spread out, her pink shoulder and neck skin exposed, her chest was bulging and wrapped in a cotton coat. Although it was not very plump, she still squeezed out a delicate and white cleavage. He was so moved that he thought to himself: I didn't expect that such a young girl would have a unique body.The girl didn't understand why, she tightened the corners of her clothes and trembled, obviously she had not recovered from the fright.
May I have your name?
Bottle...bottle.
My name is Jiezhao.He touched her hair and smiled casually.
Don't worry, with me here, no one can harm you.The singing girl Zheng Pinger raised her eyes timidly and nodded in a vague way. She suddenly blushed her cheeks, which showed that the skin on her naked shoulders and chest was extremely white and greasy, with blue veins floating faintly, which was slightly transparent.
You four!
The robbery swings with a wave of the robes, majestic:
Put down your weapons and kowtow to this girl respectfully. Get out of the capital before sunset and never go further.If you do it one by one, you can keep your limbs completely and your life is safe; otherwise, you will be enemies with me, "Zhaori Villa", and you will be responsible for the consequences!
The four of them looked at me and I looked at you, and their expressions were extremely strange.
Usually at this time, the other party should quickly bow his head and apologize, say a few words of scenes, obediently with his tail, and flee the scene as if he was flying.
As for whether to leave the city or not, who can’t come again, frankly, who has the time to do it?
Everyone glared at each other and understood it in their hearts.
Jiezhao wondered if he had been fucked all night and was too strong and could not speak clearly, or he had met a country bumpkin who didn’t understand official language. He cleared his throat and shouted: I am Jiezhao, the fourth son of Zhaori Villa!If you are enemies of me, Zhaori Villa, you will be unable to get along with the Zhongzhou Wulin Road...
I heard it, Fourth Master.No need to be so hard.
The big man in the lead grinned and said as he reached out to scratch his crotch, looking extremely vulgar.
It was actually our fault before we talked to the Fourth Master. In the lower Sikongdu, the nickname was "Bijie Baiju". These people were the brothers and sisters who were in the lower house: "And the monkey, the plain white clothes, "Feng He Feng He Fenghu" He Yanyong, and the last one was "A lot of sweat cows" and "A lot of kowtows" in ancient times.The Fourth Master is well-known. When I see you today, I realize that it is better to be famous than to be famous. When I was young, I offended you more often, so I would like to ask the Fourth Master to forgive me.The group hand was polite and bowed to the ground.
When this person speaks politely, his actions will be extremely inferior. Once he speaks unpleasantly, his every move becomes respectful and polite.
Jie Zhao heard him speak inappropriately and was speechless for a moment. He saved himself from only appreciating the spring scenery in his clothes, and had not looked at his opponent carefully.
The name Sikongdu is so familiar... Hey, where have I heard of it?
After a gap, Sikong Dukong had a rude expression, but he was dark and thick, with a tangled muscles. How could he look like he had read books and could read?
He was a dock worker who was selling hard worker, and he wore a blue shirt, a crown and a fan. He was embroidered with a white horse with a sturdy hoof on his left shoulder. Although the embroidery worker was poor, the charm of the white horse was quite vivid.
However, the blue shirt was stretched out by his muscles and rod, and the horse was twisted, which was unbearable to see.
The remaining three people have roughly the same dress taste.
Guan Muhou, flat white clothes, was a green and white man with a thin chest and ribs against his back. He grabbed the judge's pen with a flower hoe; Feng He Yanyong was short and obscene, but he took a big gold axe like a royal shackle.
Gu Buhua was so fat that his eyes and nose almost fell into his cheeks, his expression was dull, and he tied a pair of iron castings behind his back with a hemp rope, which seemed to be used as a weapon.
All three of them dressed in extremely inappropriate literati, and their clothes were embroidered with patterns of monkeys, tigers and oxes, which was very abrupt and funny.
Jiezhao thought: These people are strange and strange. They can even be used as nicknames if they turn their idioms upside down.Little do people know that "there are so many people" refer to the cow, and "the violent tiger Feng He" refer to the tiger?Although ridiculous, it cannot be laughed at.
There are many strange people in the martial arts world, but I am afraid that only people from the Demon Sect can do such weird things.
He has never fought with anyone outside the hospital guard in his life, let alone the Demon Sect. I think he was a little embarrassed, and then he changed his mind: It's the Demon Sect, who dares not buy his father's account in Beijing?Holding your chest and holding your fists: When Mr. Sikong first arrived in the capital, I didn’t keep it difficult. Today’s affairs will be revealed.I'll ask for advice from my brothers to get my driver's license.
Sikongdu grabbed his armpits and grinned, but he ignored him.
Zhaori Villa is not a place where you go. Could it be that it is still difficult to get to Mr. Sikong's eyes?
Sikongdu grinned.That's not, we... are also people from Zhaori Villa.
The disaster was shocked.How could Zhaori Villa have you treasures?Who said it correctly?
Sikong Du bowed his hand and grinned his teeth but looked a little worse than pigs and dogs:
It was said by the Jiejun.We are friends of the Jiejun, and now we should be his subordinates.
Jiezhao's complexion changed drastically, and he wiped his forehead sweat gently. He turned around and lowered his voice to Ping'er: There is a tung flower courtyard next to the Tieshizi Hutong in the south of the city. Do you know?Ping'er nodded: Yes.Jie Zhao bit her pink and crystal-clear ear beads: said word by word: If you go there to find a Grandma Hua, you will say that the Fourth Master asked her to take care of you and ask her to worry about food and clothing.I'll see you after I finish the work here.
Ping'er's pink face was tender and red, and nodded obediently. Looking back at his eyes, he was misty, and there was a kind of depth that was not a girl.
Is this difficult for you?
Before leaving, she asked him in a low voice.
Difficult to deal with.The robbery smiled bitterly:
These evil stars are actually my second brother's people.
The fat man Gu Buhua pointed at the flying bottle and turned around and complained: Ah, the little girl ran away.He turned around to chase, but knocked down several tables and benches in succession. Seeing the sword blocking the road from afar, he had to watch the Ping'er run farther and farther away, and finally disappeared.
It doesn't matter!Sikongdu comforted him: The smaller ones ran away, and the larger ones were also run away.
Jiezhao pulled his sword with a sharp tongue, and a clanging sound of dragon roar was filled with light, and the room was filled with light, and it was difficult to see the sword shape for a while.
Good sword!Sikongdu scratched his neck casually, Jī!He pinched a lice to death with a sound: But I wonder if the Fourth Master has a matching sword technique?Jiezhao understands how much he has, and dares not be greedy for merit and progress. He has a erect sword spine and keeps the door tightly:
Is it fun to talk about it?Mr. Sikong will know it after a try!
With a loud bang, the fat Gu Buhua took the lead in taking action!
He pulled up the thick hemp rope on his back and threw out the huge iron casting monument. He was afraid that there would be no huge force of hundreds of kilograms, so the catastrophe would dodge quickly. The table and stool were smashed to pieces, and even the blue bricks underground were thrown into pieces.
The sword is stabbed quickly in the sword, which is exactly the move in "The Sword Technique of the Fierce Sun", which reflects the rainbow, and the white blade divides the light into shadows. In the blink of an eye, it is divided into three parts, and it stabs the left shoulder, flank, and thigh (thigh) three empty doors!
With three puffs, all of them were stabbed, and blood was pricked on the clothes.
This was originally a subtle trick of two virtual and one real, and even three swords were both empty. It was intended to urge the enemy to strengthen itself and gain the opportunity for attack. Unexpectedly, he encountered a fat bull that did not dodge and did not avoid it. The force on the Jiezhao Sword was soft, and the end of the three swords was that they were ineffective and lost a single trick.
Gu Buhua threw the iron plate horizontally, which forced him to make him feel embarrassed.
Generally speaking, masters who are good at using iron abacus are not only proficient in the extraordinary and homogeneous Qimen weapons such as iron cards, bronze apes, and cross-tiger baskets, but also often immerse hidden weapons such as marbles. The abacus beads in the plate frame are the best use.
The robbery never dared to retreat, and took the risk of fighting around him, and this was the way to defend against it.
After a moment of fighting, Jie Zhao was hit by the heavy and huge iron abacus and his arms were numb. The sword was dismissed several times, and suddenly he saved: Why did this fat bull's abacus smash and smash, but dozens of abacus beads the size of ink dou were silent?
After a closer look, I found that they were all cast to death on the plate and couldn't help cursing: Damn!What's the difference between taking a big iron card and beating a man?I dare to lie to you!
Suddenly, two rays of cold wind on his side came, and the Tribulation was avoided at the critical moment, and the judge in the plain white clothes both failed; before he could breathe, he slashed and swept the cross between the waist with an axe. Tribulation became too late, and he could not avoid it. He forced his sword to block it and roared: Despicable!Unexpectedly, the roar worked, and the golden axe hit the sword edge, and it actually stopped its own strength. The short He Yanyong threw out the battle group with a hollow somersault, and then held the big axe in a gloomy way, hiding beside to spy.
Jiezhao was both angry and funny. I didn’t know whether to be glad or despised, so I took the time to spit out: He also said that he was a timid tiger, and he was obviously as timid as a mouse!Gu Buhua heard that it was wrong, so he held the iron abacus and explained: No, the rat is my sixth child. His name is "Attacking the Rat" Xia Wuguang, but unfortunately he died.
Then shouldn't I be very sad?
I don't know you.I am quite sad myself.
Shut up!The thin monkey roared angrily, and the two judges' pens were divided into the left and right:
Do you still have my existence in your eyes?
Jie and Gu fought around him, and accidentally moved the battle circle and left him aside.
After dozens of entanglements, Jie Zhao suddenly realized that it was the most difficult thing for this stupid fat bull to fight. He almost surrendered his weapons several times, and gradually he was a little weak and his defeat was already revealed.
But after the break, Sikongdu had not yet ended, so he just watched quietly from the side.
A clear female voice suddenly came from the corner: What is the "Lieque Sword Technique" of the ancestor Huangting of Tiancheng Mountain? How dare you use it to embarrass people? It is the most labor-intensive to fight quickly, and you don’t even understand this? The throat sound is crisp, sweet and beautiful, but the tone is quite cold. When I hear it, I feel a chill on my back, as if I have infected the inhumane and ridicule in my words.
The robbery was shouted to break the path, and I was shocked: How could anyone else recognize the sword technique of Huangting’s old Taoist?Unfortunately, Gu Buhua suddenly became enlightened. The iron abacus became slower and slower. Every move that was so powerful was even harder than just now.
The disaster has no room for reciprocity, so I just want to make my mind: Forget it, for nothing!The only move of the Lieyang Sword taught by my father works. It’s just a matter of life-saving now. What else do I treasure?He raised his strength, shook his wrist, and suddenly tens of golden light appeared at the tip of the sword, and he swung his blade and shot out!
The sword style of the fiery sun? The sun shines on the evil spirits and wards off the golden clouds and thousands of ways!
Among the thousands of sword lights, the body of the Tribulation gradually blurred... Gu Buhua covered his eyes and howled, threw down his abacus, and retreated; he sang a stylus in white clothes and danced his pen, but he still retreated; He Yanyong lifted up several stools, raised an axe to cover it, and changed five body techniques in succession and moved his shape six degrees, but he still had to retreat...
The sword came out for a moment, and the sword's body was three feet in a radius, and everything retreated!
This... this is the invincible Sword Technique of the Fiery Sun!
The dazzling sword light was in just a moment.
The internal force of the disaster sign was exhausted, and the sword was suddenly retracted, the fists and palms were intertwined, the sword thighs were flat on the forehead, and the golden lights in the room suddenly overlapped and whizzed endlessly; in the blink of an eye, it returned to one person and one sword.
The moment the golden light dissipated, a black shadow pierced through the ray of rays and fainted. He held the vein gate of the vein, and a long sword fell to the ground with a clang.
The visitor flicked his left hand and closed the big hole all over his body. With a wave of the Confucian sleeve, he revealed a dark and vulgar ugly face. It was the white jest of Sikongdu, who passed by!
The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it is almost dusk.This move can be strong but not long. He approached the sign of disaster and smiled so hard that he spoke yellow teeth: Fortunately, the Fourth Master's "Great Sun Magical Art" cannot be practiced. If the sword light is about a foot away, or if it stays for a moment, it will be impossible to withstand it.
(It’s not that I can’t practice at all, it’s because I haven’t practiced at all.)
Jiezhao was so fucked bitterly in his mouth, and suddenly he had the urge to laugh wildly.
This secret is in the Zhongzhou martial arts world... No, it should be said that it is under the world. Only a few people know: the three young men of the 19th generation of Zhaori Villa, including the second brother Jiejun, the third brother Jiezhen, and the Jiezhao himself, none of them have learned the Great Rigong; the only elder brother Jiesheng who has learned and practiced to the third level has died, and his death in the villa has become a taboo, and no one is allowed to talk about it publicly or privately, even as time passes, this shadow has never left Zhaori Villa.
Without the great Sun Power, the Lieyang Sword Technique has no power at all.
Therefore, the three brothers Jiezhao were sent to Tiancheng Mountain, a Taoist prosperous realm in the northeast of Zhongzhou, and worshipped under the seat of the Taoist master Huang Ting, and became an unknown disciple, who was taught different martial arts due to their talent.
The three brothers of the Jie family were not born by one mother. Jie Zhao was the youngest and favored since childhood. Therefore, the second brother Jie Jun was particularly disliked and often caused trouble when he grew up.
This time, when the army of Jie Jun was in charge, it was inevitable that he would have to make trouble again. Jie Zhao guessed in his heart and shrugged Sikong Du: Mr. Sikong, you won this time!I can't beat you, I admire you!Suddenly, he lowered his voice: You are not a fool either, so I just said it.I am not afraid of beating or scolding, and I am not afraid of being tied up and paraded in the streets.If you have enough fun, let me go quickly. In the future, you can live in the same farm and meet them if you don’t know what to do.
Sikongdu smiled.
There is something, I guess the Fourth Master is still afraid of it.
Then I'm so scared.The face was salivating, and the eyes of the thief rolled:
Like me, I am quite afraid of death. You can’t kill me, right?
The two looked at each other and laughed, and tears came out of tears when they saw Sikong Du’s eyes were no longer smiling, so they slowly stopped.
If Mr. Sikong wants to kill me, he must consider three things: Imperial City Iron Cavalry, Zhaori Villa, and my father.
Jiezhao swallowed his saliva and began to seriously worry about his future.
Although he has no experience in the world, he recognizes the eyes of the desperate.
There are many experts in the Imperial City Tikka, who can kill first-class players. Zhaori Villa ordered Zhongchen to nine roads and eighty-one states, and can kill top players supported by party members and organizations.As for my father, except for the other five top masters who are tied for the "Zhongchen Six Abyss", I am afraid that no one can complete five moves under the "Lieyang Sword Technique".
The Fourth Master joked.The so-called "desperate" is to grab the head and tuck it into the waist of the pants, regardless of life or death, and then talk about it first.As for what the Fourth Master said, it makes sense, but that's after the killing.Looking at Sikongdu's ugly and complacent smile, Jie Zhao felt his mind blank and his whole body was sweating coldly. His tongue, which was usually like a brilliant lotus, suddenly lost its effectiveness. He was stunned for a while, and could not say anything, and there was only one thought in his heart.
(Second brother...he wants to kill me!)
You actually negotiated with Sikongdu with "Baoju" and it was really a pity.
The crisp and cold female voice came from the corner again. Jiezhao was filled with energy and thought to himself: The throat sound is beautiful, and the figure and appearance must be good.Once you enjoy the blessings of your ears, you cannot lose your blessings of your eyes.
But when the shadows opened in the corridor, a slender girl in red walked out, with a thin shirt and a thin skirt, a crimson embroidered gold pomegranate color, and a small thrush scimitar in hand. Even the scabbard was red. It was obvious that the big gold and big red were the most beautiful, but it felt a bit out of the world when worn on her.
The girl was wearing white silk trousers (光, pronounced Kun. crotch-with pants) under her lower skirt, and a pair of red croaker boots were worn by her feet. She was dressed in a warrior for the convenience of walking in the world. She was dressed in a warrior: the snow-white silk sleeves were narrow and close to her body, and the hands were tied with red wrist guards. The waist style between the chest and abdomen was exactly the same as that of the man. She tied with embroidered gold straps, which made her look even more slender and tight, and her chest was round. She was bright and charming.
She was only slightly taller than an ordinary woman. She was about to reach the jaw of the robbery, but her feet grew half a piece of her shin. She was wrapped in her trousers and boots. The proportions were extremely beautiful and she was even more provocative.
Jiezhao imagined how her naked legs would be round, slender, strong and greasy after she stripped off the silk embroidered boots. She didn't feel a little hard in her crotch, so she had to bend over slightly to avoid showing her ugly appearance.
The girl in red looks naturally very beautiful, with a snow-white and beautiful face, but compared with her extraordinary slender waist and legs, her beautiful face is not eye-catching.
It is estimated that Jiezhao would not be more than twenty years old, and she might be younger. She just had a sarcastic eyebrow and a sneer on her lips. She squinted her long eyelashes and a pair of phoenix tail and almond eyes with distinct black and white eyes. She looked domineering.
She criticized herself for her. Although she was in trouble, she did not forget to turn her back:
how?Can't the government's regulations be negotiated?
The girl didn't even look at him, her small chin raised high and snorted coldly: The fourth young master of Zhaori Villa is so unsightly!People say: ‘Seven birds and six beasts, thirteen clothes.’It is one of the top giant bandits on Dongsheng Prefecture Road. The “Six Evil Fire Beasts” kill people and rob people. They act based on their likes and dislikes, and there is no reason to say. You actually want to negotiate terms with Sikongdu, the second-ranked “Battle of Break”. Wouldn’t it be a laugh at others’ teeth?
Jiezhao suddenly realized that he was cold from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, and realized that he had crashed into a dead end.
Seven birds and six beasts, thirteen clothes, are the most resounding green forest font in the east of Zhongchenzhou in recent years.
It is said that these thirteen people are secret forces hidden in the eastern realm after the remnant lineage of the Demon Cult, guarding the Demon Cult for generations, waiting for the time when the world is in chaos and the resurgence of the Demon Sect.
Before the arrival of the Demonic Life World, they originally had no conflict with the Black and White, and they were not even known. It was not until someone accidentally entered the secret realm and accidentally unwilling to unleash the ban on the six evil beasts that the six demon stars were put into the Dongshengzhou martial arts world, and there was no peace from then on.
The seven birds do not show up, and the six beasts of evil fire are undoubtedly one of the most troublesome troubles in martial arts today.
They have no sect constraints, do not buy black and white accounts, ignore any conventional rules in the world, do whatever they want, and there is no reason to say, whoever meets will be unlucky.
The only one who can command the six beasts is the mysterious figure who is known as the head of the six beasts, the Central Plains, and the Central Plains. However, this person has no head and tail, and seems to have no habit of acting with the five beasts. He allows the five brothers to do whatever they want, and he will be in vain to suffer disaster.
The robbery was sweating in a cold sweat, barely absorbing his mind: Strange, how could the robbery army make friends with people like the Six Beasts?If these evil stars enter Zhaori Villa in a noble way, their father will definitely not be able to withstand it.Unfortunately, my father couldn't take action... Suddenly, Sikongdu laughed and said: The girl is so smart, she is always stronger than the people in Zhaori Villa.But I don’t know where the girl’s reputation is.
Jiezhao secretly called out: This dead horse is so polite to speak, it is necessary to do bad things.
The girl in red smiled coldly and said proudly: If you want to know the girl’s title, you might as well ask the slutty mouse Xia Wuguang.Jiezhao remembered the fat Niu Gu's words just now, and thought to himself: Could it be that Xia Wuguang, who was afraid of throwing a weapon to the mouse, was killed by this beautiful girl?As expected, the four of them looked gloomy after they said this.
Gu Buhua's nose twitched and rustled, and he actually started crying.
Sikong Du smiled with a yin and twitched, saying word by word:
You are... 'Flying? Dragon? Girl' Yue Ying?!
It's this girl.The girl in red, Yue Yingying sneered: The big words I engraved on the body of the slut, are they clear and upright?He pressed the knife with his jade hand and was alert to himself. Unexpectedly, the four beasts did not respond, and Gu Buhua cried.
Jiezhao thought that he would start to fight as soon as he finished saying this, but he was thinking of taking advantage of the chaos. When he saw that there was no place, he was very disappointed: Damn!Procrastinate, what are the trivial words?A bad show!
Sikongdu pondered for a while, knocked on the table lightly, and his face looked unbearable: Why did the girl kill someone?
Xia Wuguang insulted the daughter of the thirty-seven families in Qi Family Village, raped and then killed him, and was extremely guilty!Yue Yingying drew a knife and gave it away, clang!With a sound, he crashed into the sheath, and the screech dress was filled with wind: Everyone can kill such evil people!I only hate that guy died so happily that he failed to suffer too much!
Jie Zhao hugged his head in his heart and complained: Oops!She started to show off.If this girl was knocked down in just a few seconds, he would have no show to sing.
Sikongdu looked dim and shook his head repeatedly, revealing the rare true feelings of the gangsters. He was almost moved by the signs of disaster. After a moment, Sikongdu raised his head and smiled warmly: Fortunately, it's okay.I feel relieved after hearing what the girl said.
Yue Yingying frowned.
She wasted her thousands of miles of tracking and fighting wits to kill Xia Wuguang. None of the words of this accomplice, the giant bandit, was the same as her idea.
What do you mean?
Sikongdu was a little embarrassed by her question, and he sucked and sucked for a while before he leaned closer and said: I thought... the girl was fucked by my sixth brother for seven days and seven nights, and she made her pussy loose and sucked, and she became a bitch, and she became a bitch, and then she was so angry that she killed people!
Nonsense!Yue Yingying was so embarrassed that she was in a state of disgrace and anger, and then she had already attacked her in a daze!
Ping Baiyi, He Yanyong and Gu Buhua suddenly moved, and strictly speaking, Jie Zhao did not see them moving, but in a flash, the three of them suddenly stopped being in their original place, and a heavy and blunt attack sounded, as if Yue Yingying was unable to draw her sword, and in a hurry, he used a scabbard to meet the enemy with a scabbard.
Jiezhao's eyes flew around, but he saw several benches around him turning up and falling, red and black figures hovering, mixed with continuous shouts, and the sharp wind made the face hurt, but he could not see clearly the human form or the entity of the weapon.
(They didn't do their best to fight me just now!)
Jiezhao was both discouraged and afraid, and he couldn't help but worry about the girl in red Yue Yingying, but he was powerless.
Even if he was able to untie his acupoints and free his hands and feet, his martial arts skills were definitely not comparable to those of him. He removed the illusion of the fourth young master of Zhaori Villa and the son of the world's No. 1 sword "Shenxiao Leiyin" and the son of the tribulation. He was just a boy with lack of martial arts internal strength, and wasting the most precious time for the warrior to take root. If he lost the protection of his family's father and brother, he would be a third-rate character on the martial arts road and would never have the chance to make a name for himself.
Yue Yingying fought against three with one, and was not at all inferior. Sikongdu, who was beside him, watched for a while, picked up the iron fracture fan and finally jumped into the battle group.
And a wonderful thing happened in an instant.
There was a sudden clang in the entangled figure, as if he was pulling out his sword and unsheathed. In an instant, countless azure blue lights burst out from the battle group and exploded with a bang!
The dazzling blue seemed to be flying in the moon, and the catastrophe was so stinging that it could not open its eyes. Suddenly, there was an illusion that the moon exploded above the head overnight.
After finally opening his vague tears, he saw Gu Buhua, He Yanyong and Sikongdu retreated in a mess, and were all injured.
The dumbest skinny monkey, who had the simplest hands and feet, was still trying to retreat. Yue Yingying's eyebrows turned lightly and immediately removed his left palm at the same wrist, so fast that the blade was not touched by blood; with a swing of her waist and her long legs, her posture was as beautiful as Chang'e, and she should be as beautiful as the world's fireworks, but the curves of her chest, waist and legs were smooth and slender, but she had an indescribable temptation.
The plain white shirt screamed and screamed, and he still waved his wrists hard at Yue Yingying. Naturally, there was no lethality, but the blood on the cross section was sprinkled towards him, as bleak as vaguely.
Yue Yingying was also frightened by this craziness and fierce force. When she blocked her face, blood splashed on the blade, and wisps of red mist jumped up, like rouge entering the water, an indescribable stunning beauty.
Then he stopped just like this, and the white clothes had already picked up the broken palm and retreated. While he leaned his slurred limbs close to his mouth, he stretched out his gray-white tongue and licked it, laughing lewdly.
Yue Yingying remembered that the love knife was splashing blood from this person, and she fainted for no reason. She wiped the table with her eyebrows raised, and she dared not return the sheath.
Sikongdu covered the wound on his left arm, emitting a bow, looking a little embarrassed.
This...what is this knife technique?Who are you... the girl?
Yue Yingying waved the knife board, and the crescent moon-like snow blade faintly turned yellow and shone brightly.
Who is talking now?
Sikongdu bowed his head slowly.Self...it's the girl talking.
Fighting the four beasts alone, the origin of this girl in red is definitely not simple. If she can get help from her, she may escape from the sky.
Jiezhao never thought that one day, in the capital like her own inner courtyard, the hope of survival would be handed over to a strange girl she had never met, begging her to have a sense of righteousness and chivalrous spirit, and her heart was mixed, and she couldn't say whether she was envy, jealousy or ashamed.
Perhaps out of injustice, he always felt that Sikongdu's group was not that simple. If Gu Buhua could fight with him for a while, he would naturally be able to fake Yue Yingying. If there was no flat white-clothed one, this theory would be more than 70% possible.
very good.Yue Yingying pursed her lips and sneered. Although her face was cold, she could not hide a faint color, which made her face look like a peach blossom.
The holidays you have with me may not be counted for the time being. I have other important things today, and I am not here for you.
Jiezhao complained in his heart: Don’t count it!Then...what should I do?Suddenly, she saw her gaze coming and her smile became even colder: Are you called Jiezhao?You have just used two sword techniques of the Fierce Sun, one is "reflecting the neon light" and the other is "golden clouds and thousands of ways", but where do you learn it?Although Lieyang Sword Technique is a famous martial art in Zhongchenzhou, there are only a few people who know it. With its reputation as the Shenxiao Lei Yin Calamity, it has rarely fought with others in the past ten years. If you don’t try to compete with your peers, you will not be able to use this kind of killing.
(How can she recognize the Lieyang Sword Style at a young age?)
Jiezhao was suspicious in his heart, but he answered honestly: The family’s sword skills were taught by his father.Unfortunately, I was not good at studying and fell into the hands of bad people...Oh!Oops Oops Oops Oops Four bad guys were assigned to perform together, and one of them gave it to him for a moment.
Yue Yingying ignored it and solemnly took out a thin fine silk painting from her bag. The painting seemed to be old and the silk was slightly yellow and crisp. She carefully opened it: Do you know this person?The man in the painting is about twenty years old, and has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, bright light and charming.
Although this face is very different now, it is a familiar sight to the god of disaster. Nodded:
Although it is untitled, it looks like my father was young.
So, is Jie Zhen your father?
(Nonsense! Could it be my son?)
If it weren't for her help, Jiezhao would have almost wanted to say that.
It's my father.
This will not be mistaken.She put away the silk cloth and pointed at Sikongdu with one finger at the tip of her knife: Listen well, let you go today, leave this city quickly, don't sway in this girl's eyes.After this, even if you don’t come, I will go to you to eliminate a great harm to the world.
The disaster is urgent: Then...what about me?I am Zhaori Villa...
You stay.This girl said that no matter how six or seven beasts are, the head of the beast, Qin Shidao, who is in love with him, can no one touch you.The sign of disaster was inexplicable. If it were not for the control of the acupoint, I would have to go forward and hug me. I should have hugged my legs first?
Well, I have never seen such a pair of slender and beautiful legs that are evenly arranged.
If you can hold a hug and touch it carefully, it is really worth even death...
But Yue Yingying smiled sweetly, her cheeks were as slight as a peach, and her eyes suddenly changed:
Because today, I am the one who wants to kill you.
Looking through the lotus-colored gauze, a fair and naked female body was kneeling in the middle of the bed. Her snake-like waist slowly twisted, grinding and grinding. Every time it was up and down, it touched the tender buttocks, and it couldn't help but trembled a dazzling snow wave.
The sweat beads oozed out the fragrant skin, slid down the thighs along the water-like waist and hip curves, and the jade toes curled up tightly. The thin pink soles of the feet were red and tender, as if echoing the master's desire to die.
Duke... Master!
The woman lowered her head and called her sadly, her soft voice was almost unheard, and her mouth turned into a trembling breath:
You... You are going to die!Please... Master... Master, please... please... please... Ah, Ah...
Her snow-white lotus root arms were wrapped in red ropes and wrists, and were hung high. The red rope passed through the tent with a gilded copper ring, but the other end was in the hands of the man under her.
The woman's wrists were hanging high, and a pair of heavy jade breasts on her chest were stretched round and firmly. She slowly threw them out as her waist twisted, shaking away the two white breast waves, which was particularly attractive between movement and stillness.
The red rope in the man's hand has another wonderful effect.
At first, the red rope was tightened, and the beauty was hanging up her thighs. The tender jade clams touched the glans, rubbing and sliding like nothing, making her whole body numb, and her lower body was gurgling with vaginal fluid. The two fat and moist clam mouths gently moved, which seemed to be different from her cherry mouth that kept moaning. If it weren't for the man's talent, he would have been sucked and thrown out and sprayed out.
Duke... Master!I...I want...Give it...Give it... The woman's plump waist was straight, and she couldn't help but tremble. Her pointed chin was pressing against her neck, and she barely opened her watery eyes. Her seductive look was like a cat begging for pity from her master.
The man smiled and let go of the half-red rope. The woman's waist sank, swallowing the purple-red glans the size of an egg, squeezed out large pieces of crystal water stains, and dripping down the white and tender legs.
Ah, Ah She raised her head and screamed, shook her hair away, so beautiful that she almost rolled her eyes; she came back to her senses, and saw that the man had no intention of furthering, so she bit her red lips and slowly thrust her lower body, but she begged:
Let... let Qingqing serve the young master... Qingqing wants... I want...
what would you like?
The man smiled with a hint of intent.
In the Tianxiang Tower, the most popular girls are all selling their skills but not selling themselves. Mo Qing, who is 19 years old, is even a red card among the red cards. During the meal, he is accustomed to being a giant, prince, poet, and famous people. If you want to have a love relationship, it is not enough to be rich and powerful.
Compared with those sleeping girls with a pair of jade arms, thousands of people pillows and a few red lips, Mo Qing not only rarely recommends a pillow, but also uses flowers to show off his appearance. Compared with the princesses in the imperial city, he is afraid that it is not inferior, not to mention many admirers who are rich, powerful, dominate the world, and can do anything to win the favor of the beautiful woman.
Being able to cure Mo Qing in the bed would be the most magnificent dream in the hearts of the young masters in the capital.
It took the man three months to spend a huge million in gold every day, and finally realized his dream, so he naturally refused to let it go.
But although Mo Qing was beautiful, he was not the opponent of the top flower picker in bed. He was pushed by his huge glans, so beautiful that he couldn't wait for the scorching dragon sun to fill his vagina for a while. The small granulation outside the clam's mouth was ground with a boiling and rough flesh crown, and the vaginal fluid was flowing empty, anxious and bitter, and with a shy feeling, he couldn't help but beg.
The voice is too small, and the young master can't hear it clearly.
The man deliberately tightened the red rope, allowing the sticky glans to slowly withdraw:
What does Qingqing want?Or don't want anything?
Mo Qing was trembling with the pulling out of the meat mushroom. In a trance, she felt unbearable. All her reserve and shame had already been thrown out of the sky with the refreshing and beautiful granulation at the mouth of the hole. The slippery flesh wall tightly clamped half of the glans, as if it was about to suck the entire root of the penis. The tender pubic mound that was rising was thrust desperately. The fragrant grass on the mound was wet with the semen water, and every twist splashed out liquid beads, which made it look even more dense, soft, and shiny.
She thrust herself a few times, but she couldn't stop the glans from fading out, but it had already been grinding out of fire. Her cheeks were red and her long hair shook. She suddenly felt a spasm in her vagina, and she even raised her head and screamed sadly.
The man felt a urethra slight, and the sour and numb sensation ran through the scrotum, perineum, and tail vertebrae, and suddenly rushed to the waist and spine. The sperm almost lost, which was even more enjoyable than a round of thrusting. He reluctantly stopped and said:
You don't want to say it, it seems you don't want anything!
Mo Qing was at the critical moment when he was about to lose it or not, and was so scattered that he could not speak.
After a while of gasping, I finally recovered, bit my red lips lightly, and stammered: Qingqing...Ah, Ah...Qingqing wants...Young Master... Hum...AhAh...Young Master's...Great...
The red rope loosened, and the snow-white buttocks fell heavily. With a puff, the huge dragon sun, which was thick on the baby's arms, reached its roots, and two tender red petals turned outwards. The tight vaginal mouth slinged the roots of the giant stem, like a circle of round and thin flesh membrane.
The transparent vaginal water is scattered and scattered, and the self-intercourse is splashed, making the brocade quilt moist.
Mo Qing straightened his waist, and his beautiful eyes flipped, and he almost fainted. He opened his mouth and couldn't move, but he couldn't make any sound, so he could only exhale. After a moment of regaining his senses, he felt that his lower body was full, full of hot and hard, as if he was penetrated by a red soldering iron. The slightly swollen penis made the flower path tremble. Even though he had reached the center of the flower, the feeling of penetrated deep into the thorns did not stop.
Mr.... Mr. is so great!It’s up to you... it’s up to you... it’s up to you!So... so full... so swollen... still maintaining the delicate posture of sitting to the bottom, suddenly moaning, clenched the silver teeth, and the snow thighs twitched violently, and it actually lost again.
Mo Qing is the leader of Tianxianglou. He is rarely listed for guests. He lost two times in a row, but he failed to let the young master come out to enjoy himself. How many jealous girls and maids in the yard are watching? Can he still be a human being if he is rumored?
Finally, I stopped the tremor and gasped gently, barely awakening my energy. The clam mouth was tightly pressed against the dragon root and gently grinded it. The wet and hot flesh walls slowly sucked, like a panting intestine and a leech mouth, making the flower room sound louder, constantly squeezed out the slurry water; the plump snow waist twisted, and the jade breasts were swaying. Although I had no hands to support it, my pink buttocks were thrown up and down, and from time to time I spit out half of the purple-red and wet sun roots, which seemed very lewd.
Ah...Ah... The young master's stick is so thick, so hot... so fucking Qingqing to death!AhAh…
Seeing that she was shy and ruthless, the man was about to tease her, but suddenly his face changed drastically, and his waist was straightened and he breathed. His narrow, thin and strong waist and legs were stretched into balls.
Mo Qing was arched for about an inch, and his penis entered the flower room, making him more and more ecstatic:
Insert... Insert!Ah, AhAhAh!Duke... Master!
Although Mo Qing did not make money by relying on flesh and blood, he sold himself in a brothel since childhood. It was seen that Yuanyin was difficult to lock and was not conducive to mingling. From the age of four, he forced the madam to sit in the urn to practice martial arts. For fifteen years, he has been practicing the ultimate treasure of Fengyue, Locking Yin.
This function makes the pendant door tightly closed and the flower path twists. You can let the huge sun ravage, and you will never loosen your vagina. Moreover, the vulva looks like a virgin, and the jade house is stuck and closed, and only one finger is enough to enter and exit. It is a rare famous tool, also known as the Baizhu Feng Feng Intestine.
She rarely stayed guests to sleep, but when an ordinary man encountered the Yin-Suan Gong, he would never have been able to hold a cup of tea. He would know that he would have the vital essence in his 15 degrees and was sucked to death.
Even though the man had extraordinary strength, once his penis was swallowed by all the roots, he suddenly felt like he was trapped in a narrow sheath filled with loach eels. It was wet and sticky everywhere. It was soft, soft, warm and comfortable, and it was also sucked and squeezed. Its strength was so strong that it made people unable to help but push their waists and zipped them up, and they could not control it.
There seemed to be a very thin hair in the urethra, which was quickly pulled out of the seminal vesicles, and it was continuously pumped, painful and beautiful. The end of the hair was connected with the essence and blood in the body, and it was about to gush out in the blink of an eye!
Mo Qing himself was not feeling well.
She is born with bones, and her Yuan Yin is loose and tender. She is not durable when she is in a relationship, and she is exhausted in a few seconds. Fortunately, she has the ability to protect her body with the help of locking Yin. In addition, she is talented and beautiful, and she is skilled in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. She has become a top artist who sells her skills but not her body.
Occasionally, few people can get a favor under the phoenix intestines, and then they will end up dying from the vagina.
Unexpectedly, the man was gifted and skilled in Fengyue. He used the golden ring and slinging tool, and the foreplay made her unable to withstand it. With the size of her penis, she actually tightened the thin folds in the flesh wall and sucked it against the flesh, making her even more beautiful.
She galloped for a moment, and suddenly felt a urge to urinate on her lower body, so beautiful that her teeth became sore and her whole body was trembling. She seemed to be losing again.
The man swallowed several mouthfuls of tongue and breathed, and could not stop the thrusting intention, and knew it was inevitable. Seeing that the beauty's cheeks were as thin as peach blossoms, her tender and thin lips were a little white and covered with fragrance and sweat. Her breath was broken, and she could no longer moan. She couldn't bear to ruin her, so she let go of the red rope, bent her knees, and the two of them sat close to each other.
Her bound hands were hanging weakly, just around her arms, her delicate thighs were spread apart, her jade toes as white as peeling onions hung helplessly, her red and tender vagina was inserted into huge sunlight, and her pubic hair was covered with sticky milk.
The man had reached the critical point, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he lowered his head and held the jade ear bead, making her body numb: Qingqing is so obedient, the young master let you fly to the sky.He grabbed her plump buttocks and suddenly started to thrust hard. The thick penis was in and out, making a sound, and even the splashed love fluid was inserted into milk foam, making the snow-blooded buttocks of the buttocks were white.
Duke... Master, please... please spare me... Qingqing... Qingqing...
Mo Qing hugged him and screamed, and a sentence was intermittent and endless. He was inserted so that he could inhale more and less air. Suddenly he raised his head, and a piece of wet and cold flowed out of his thighs. His body, which was as soft as boneless, collapsed. The two tender and smooth breasts on his chest hit the man's chest. The whole person fell backwards, and the lotus arms wrapped in red ropes spread out of the bed with a large handful of black hair. His snow-white chest and armpits were pulled into a seductive curve. His chin was raised, and he was even silent, and he fainted from convulsions.
The man only won a little victory for a moment. The swelling Long Yang thrust, and the dragon Yuan gushed out, filling the entire flower path in an instant, overflowing with the thin foam on its own junction.
The half-quenched jade man was burned by the hot thick semen, ah! The interrupted pleasure immediately occupied the whole body. The big-parted jade legs twitched, and the clam mouth sucked the penis into a small part. The red cardamom buds on the top of the jade house trembled slightly, and they peeded.
Lost... to death...
She hid her blushing face into her neck, and her complaints turned into soft and weak moans.
The man smiled slightly, reached out to wipe the sweat from her chest and armpits, enjoying the smooth skin and moving curves, while savoring the afterglow; lowering his head and holding his perky nipples, his hard penis slowly exited the path of the flower, and then pulled the beauty to tremble.
Mo Qing's breathing was rapid, and his full chest couldn't help but fluctuate.
After a while, he opened his thick eyelashes, his eyes were watery, and he looked at him with a delicate and weak look, his mouth was smiling, but his soft voice seemed to be crying: The young master is so cruel, he's going to kill Qingqing.
The two of them lingered in their brocade bed, and it was noon before they knew it.
After lunch, the maids and servants in the yard were packed up and they hid back to their rooms to take a break. The huge yard was filled with cicadas. They looked out from the three-story building, and their eyes were filled with dark shade of tung trees, which was slightly green and slightly black and ochre.
The man got up and dressed neatly, with brocade woven belly around his waist, tied a rhinoceros horn and jade belt, and called the maid who served Mo Qing to wear a bun and a hairpin for him, and put on a gold crown of pearls. He looked like a heroic young warrior. If he were not a young general in the Shenwu Camp, he would be a heroic descendant of the dynasty.
But Mo Qing put on a thin Luo Chenbag, with a pair of jade feet naked, and combed her hair in front of the bronze mirror.
Looking from the mirror: the man in brocade clothes and gorgeous clothes is not tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his expression is slightly frivolous. He holds a golden cup and looks out from a railing. He holds the golden scabbard on his left hand, and holds a tassel on his head, and is decorated with a flawless white jade pendant. The sun crown pattern on it is simple and simple, and a small word "Jie" is embraced in the middle.
The man...no, he should be said to be a teenager.
Even though he has been wandering around for many years, he is actually very young.
And in Zhongjing... it is not right. Looking at the entire Zhongchenzhou, Ji is an incredible surname.
Legend has it that at the beginning of Zhongchenzhou, the great hero who received the kindness of the gods, held a holy sword in his hand, stood up with a blade of flame to kill the evil dragon in the world, and was the surname Jie.
Before the founding of the dynasty, Zhongchenzhou's neighbors were separatist, and the princes were eyeing each other, and organized the people of Chenzhou to defend the countryside. The heroes who died heroes were also surnamed Jie. The dynasty was founded, and foreign races invaded large numbers outside and had evil intentions inside. They volunteered to the emperor to take off their horses, and the heroes who were able to calm the country and resist foreign countries were also surnamed Jie.
To date, Zhaori Villa, the largest force in the righteous path of Zhongchenzhou and known as the first sword in Zhongzhou, has been a villa with two unique skills, "The Great Sun Divine Art" and "The Sword Technique of the Sun", and is known as the Lord of the villa, Jie Zhen, who is known as Shenxiao Leiyin, and is naturally also named Jie Zhen.
The boy's surname has a prominent family background and a long history, but unfortunately his name is far from that.
However, in the thirty-mile field inside and outside the Central Government, the name Jiezhao is considered a jingling font. It is generous and flattering. It has the best methods and is very clever. It has good patience and not roughness. Who doesn’t like such guests?
It can be said that it is the best sword in the mind of the Red Lantern House. Compared with the master of the Shenxiao Leiyin Tribulation and the Zhendao Martial Arts, the status and importance of the Great Manor are probably not inferior.
Jiezhao rewarded the maid who was combing her hair, drank the glass of wine gently, and stood up with the sword.
I'm leaving.
When will the young master come again?
This question was so heartwarming, but the person who asked was a little indifferent.
Mo Qing held the handful of black hair on his chest that was long dragged under the embroidered stake. His hands holding the comb were so white that they were as white as the ivory comb. Looking through the dark tent, the moisturized yellow dizzy like milk was particularly exquisite.
Jiezhao thought there would be a kind of intimate relationship before parting, but now it was hard to get over with his face, tied his left hand with a gilded wrist guard and crossed his sword with his hair, and smiled:
When will Qingqing miss me, and when will I come back?How about it?
Man, that's so ruthless.Mo Qing stood up gracefully, abandoned the comb, walked to the piano stand with her waist, leaned against the embroidered seat with her bare feet, and plucked the strings casually.
He was obviously abandoned, but he asked him to "miss me" and put all the responsibility he could not wait to be on the woman.If you are dependent on Qingqing, the young master will not leave.
It was obviously a bold love word, but she spoke coldly, as if it was nothing to do with her.
The disaster is a little confused.
Is the fair and unattainable woman in front of me who was so upset that she had been killed by herself and threw her into tears several times?
As I thought about it, a sudden flash of inspiration flashed.
The winner of the male and female bed is just one word.
If you get it, you won’t feel new. You can give up at any time. So the brothel girl is so bitter about her love, while the dream-like husband who is wandering around in the dust has to be blessed.
This woman is well aware of this principle.
This kind of indifferentness, as if there were nothing, can help the man double the absurd lingering of the past, and make her always new in their eyes. Before she even stepped out of the boudoir, she began to think about the next meeting, how to win the favor of the beauty and continue the relationship of unity again...
Mo Qing and Mo Qing are worthy of being the number one Hongling in Tianxianglou, the leader in the capital.
Jiezhao shouted in his heart, and felt that he could pick this famous flower. It was indeed worth three months of hard work. He laughed unconsciously: With your words, how could I indulge in women anymore?In order to marry Qingqing and stay with her forever, I should work hard and do a great job in the world.You wait for me.
Mo Qing is the number one genius in the capital, and his reputation spreads everywhere. Even if the princes and ministers come in person, they will never dare to talk nonsense so blatantly in order to win the favor of beauty.
This move was simply the first time Tianxiang opened the building, which was beyond her expectations. Mo Qing looked up and was slightly stunned. Seeing the light flashing in Jiezhao's eyes, he suddenly felt a sense of replies.
(This person is like me, and he is also a sensible person.)
She smiled indifferently, sat upright and pressed the strings of her slender fingers.
So very good.Qingqing used this song "Wind and Thunder" to see off the young master, hoping that his grandson would show off his great achievements and achieve success as soon as possible.When the young master comes to Xiao Pavilion again, I will play another song "Landscape Green" for the young master.Jiezhao laughed out loud and went out. When the embroidered wall was covered, an intense sound of sound came from the crack of the door.
Is "Land and Water Green"?The little slut who screamed so slutty on the bed actually understands what is the lofty ambition of fame and fortune?What an interesting girl.
Jiezhao was refreshed and walked slowly downstairs around his arms, rewarded every servant who greeted him along the way, and went to the flower hall to order a table of wine and food, and poured it happily.
The woman left immediately after she was accompanied, and she was the worst client.
Don’t you think about how much manpower you have to spend to lie in bed and enjoy it in order to make you comfortable?
Just relying on that little night money, do you still want to have another golden nest with pink and beautiful women next time?
Every time he enters Tianxiang Tower, he will never leave until he spends 500 taels of silver.
If it weren't for sending all the servants back to the village when they stayed overnight yesterday, as usual, there would have to be a few more tables.
After eating and drinking for a while, a turtle slave suddenly ran into the hall to bite his ears. The servants looked excited and went out to watch the fun.
Jiezhao picked up a familiar one: What's going on?Are there elephants drying mice outside?Turtle slave quickly laughed: The Fourth Master is joking.I heard that a warrior came from the Chayuefang opposite the door, and he grabbed the old man Zheng's daughter who was singing, and said he wanted to strip it naked. He was just taking off his shoes and socks!
Old man Zheng?Which old man Zheng?
The one who died a year ago.My daughter is still filial!My body is tender and tender, which makes people feel itchy.
I remembered it.Jie Zhao suddenly clapped his high-high, his face darkened, and he couldn't help but spit down: Fuck!You guys don’t see enough of the cunts you usually see?Dog-good guys have you seen the filial daughter?The turtle slaves were so numb that their scalp was so sharp that they were froze on their faces. Finally, there was a clever response: We can't control this matter, and only the Fourth Master, you can control it.Those people are really unethical!Everyone said everything, and they felt a little embarrassed when they were talking about the disaster, and they laughed and scolded: A bunch of dog legs!I am not helpful to find my third brother in the village.
Where can I do Ah?As soon as you go, all the martial arts tiny winds and grass slants fall to the ground.There is no scene when the Third Master comes, who can bear it?
Go fuck you!Is this how 'Fengxing Caoyan' used?Go! Go! Go
Jiezhao tightened his belt, stood up with his sword, and casually squeezed out of the flower hall, headed straight to the Tea Yuefang opposite.
When everyone saw the Fourth Master Jie coming with a sword, they all made their way out and whispered: The Fourth Master Jie is here!The Fourth Master of the Jie Family is here... He passed the way to the street from the cave portico of Tianxiang Tower.
He walked harder and stronger. He jumped over the high threshold of Chayuefang, crossed the sword hilt with his left hand, and looked around the hall: the tea guest had already left clean, with only a few tables left at the corners, four men in between surrounded the table, and a petite girl in white was pressed down on the table, and he kept struggling to express his grief. His clothes seemed to be pulled open, his shoes and socks were scattered, and his naked little feet with ankles were round, and he kicked in the air with weak and weak.
stop!
The big men turned their heads when they heard the sound, and their eight thick and fuzzy hands were still groping for fun on the girl.
I counted to three.If you don't let go of that girl, each of you will leave one hand and one foot.
Jiezhao pressed the hilt of the sword with his hand, his eyes were bright, and he felt like a sharp blade was thrown out in an instant.
The four of them suddenly jumped in their hearts and stopped at the same time.
The girl on the table lost her restrictions and grabbed her clothes and ran away, scrambling to the back of the disaster.
She was only thirteen or four years old, with big eyes and watery eyes. Although her body had not grown, her chest was already round and bulging. The crescent white cotton shirt was undulating and undulating, and the shape was warm and gentle, like a pair of cute jade rabbits.
The disaster was half a piece higher than her. He looked down at her. Seeing her clothes spread out, her pink shoulder and neck skin exposed, her chest was bulging and wrapped in a cotton coat. Although it was not very plump, she still squeezed out a delicate and white cleavage. He was so moved that he thought to himself: I didn't expect that such a young girl would have a unique body.The girl didn't understand why, she tightened the corners of her clothes and trembled, obviously she had not recovered from the fright.
May I have your name?
Bottle...bottle.
My name is Jiezhao.He touched her hair and smiled casually.
Don't worry, with me here, no one can harm you.The singing girl Zheng Pinger raised her eyes timidly and nodded in a vague way. She suddenly blushed her cheeks, which showed that the skin on her naked shoulders and chest was extremely white and greasy, with blue veins floating faintly, which was slightly transparent.
You four!
The robbery swings with a wave of the robes, majestic:
Put down your weapons and kowtow to this girl respectfully. Get out of the capital before sunset and never go further.If you do it one by one, you can keep your limbs completely and your life is safe; otherwise, you will be enemies with me, "Zhaori Villa", and you will be responsible for the consequences!
The four of them looked at me and I looked at you, and their expressions were extremely strange.
Usually at this time, the other party should quickly bow his head and apologize, say a few words of scenes, obediently with his tail, and flee the scene as if he was flying.
As for whether to leave the city or not, who can’t come again, frankly, who has the time to do it?
Everyone glared at each other and understood it in their hearts.
Jiezhao wondered if he had been fucked all night and was too strong and could not speak clearly, or he had met a country bumpkin who didn’t understand official language. He cleared his throat and shouted: I am Jiezhao, the fourth son of Zhaori Villa!If you are enemies of me, Zhaori Villa, you will be unable to get along with the Zhongzhou Wulin Road...
I heard it, Fourth Master.No need to be so hard.
The big man in the lead grinned and said as he reached out to scratch his crotch, looking extremely vulgar.
It was actually our fault before we talked to the Fourth Master. In the lower Sikongdu, the nickname was "Bijie Baiju". These people were the brothers and sisters who were in the lower house: "And the monkey, the plain white clothes, "Feng He Feng He Fenghu" He Yanyong, and the last one was "A lot of sweat cows" and "A lot of kowtows" in ancient times.The Fourth Master is well-known. When I see you today, I realize that it is better to be famous than to be famous. When I was young, I offended you more often, so I would like to ask the Fourth Master to forgive me.The group hand was polite and bowed to the ground.
When this person speaks politely, his actions will be extremely inferior. Once he speaks unpleasantly, his every move becomes respectful and polite.
Jie Zhao heard him speak inappropriately and was speechless for a moment. He saved himself from only appreciating the spring scenery in his clothes, and had not looked at his opponent carefully.
The name Sikongdu is so familiar... Hey, where have I heard of it?
After a gap, Sikong Dukong had a rude expression, but he was dark and thick, with a tangled muscles. How could he look like he had read books and could read?
He was a dock worker who was selling hard worker, and he wore a blue shirt, a crown and a fan. He was embroidered with a white horse with a sturdy hoof on his left shoulder. Although the embroidery worker was poor, the charm of the white horse was quite vivid.
However, the blue shirt was stretched out by his muscles and rod, and the horse was twisted, which was unbearable to see.
The remaining three people have roughly the same dress taste.
Guan Muhou, flat white clothes, was a green and white man with a thin chest and ribs against his back. He grabbed the judge's pen with a flower hoe; Feng He Yanyong was short and obscene, but he took a big gold axe like a royal shackle.
Gu Buhua was so fat that his eyes and nose almost fell into his cheeks, his expression was dull, and he tied a pair of iron castings behind his back with a hemp rope, which seemed to be used as a weapon.
All three of them dressed in extremely inappropriate literati, and their clothes were embroidered with patterns of monkeys, tigers and oxes, which was very abrupt and funny.
Jiezhao thought: These people are strange and strange. They can even be used as nicknames if they turn their idioms upside down.Little do people know that "there are so many people" refer to the cow, and "the violent tiger Feng He" refer to the tiger?Although ridiculous, it cannot be laughed at.
There are many strange people in the martial arts world, but I am afraid that only people from the Demon Sect can do such weird things.
He has never fought with anyone outside the hospital guard in his life, let alone the Demon Sect. I think he was a little embarrassed, and then he changed his mind: It's the Demon Sect, who dares not buy his father's account in Beijing?Holding your chest and holding your fists: When Mr. Sikong first arrived in the capital, I didn’t keep it difficult. Today’s affairs will be revealed.I'll ask for advice from my brothers to get my driver's license.
Sikongdu grabbed his armpits and grinned, but he ignored him.
Zhaori Villa is not a place where you go. Could it be that it is still difficult to get to Mr. Sikong's eyes?
Sikongdu grinned.That's not, we... are also people from Zhaori Villa.
The disaster was shocked.How could Zhaori Villa have you treasures?Who said it correctly?
Sikong Du bowed his hand and grinned his teeth but looked a little worse than pigs and dogs:
It was said by the Jiejun.We are friends of the Jiejun, and now we should be his subordinates.
Jiezhao's complexion changed drastically, and he wiped his forehead sweat gently. He turned around and lowered his voice to Ping'er: There is a tung flower courtyard next to the Tieshizi Hutong in the south of the city. Do you know?Ping'er nodded: Yes.Jie Zhao bit her pink and crystal-clear ear beads: said word by word: If you go there to find a Grandma Hua, you will say that the Fourth Master asked her to take care of you and ask her to worry about food and clothing.I'll see you after I finish the work here.
Ping'er's pink face was tender and red, and nodded obediently. Looking back at his eyes, he was misty, and there was a kind of depth that was not a girl.
Is this difficult for you?
Before leaving, she asked him in a low voice.
Difficult to deal with.The robbery smiled bitterly:
These evil stars are actually my second brother's people.
The fat man Gu Buhua pointed at the flying bottle and turned around and complained: Ah, the little girl ran away.He turned around to chase, but knocked down several tables and benches in succession. Seeing the sword blocking the road from afar, he had to watch the Ping'er run farther and farther away, and finally disappeared.
It doesn't matter!Sikongdu comforted him: The smaller ones ran away, and the larger ones were also run away.
Jiezhao pulled his sword with a sharp tongue, and a clanging sound of dragon roar was filled with light, and the room was filled with light, and it was difficult to see the sword shape for a while.
Good sword!Sikongdu scratched his neck casually, Jī!He pinched a lice to death with a sound: But I wonder if the Fourth Master has a matching sword technique?Jiezhao understands how much he has, and dares not be greedy for merit and progress. He has a erect sword spine and keeps the door tightly:
Is it fun to talk about it?Mr. Sikong will know it after a try!
With a loud bang, the fat Gu Buhua took the lead in taking action!
He pulled up the thick hemp rope on his back and threw out the huge iron casting monument. He was afraid that there would be no huge force of hundreds of kilograms, so the catastrophe would dodge quickly. The table and stool were smashed to pieces, and even the blue bricks underground were thrown into pieces.
The sword is stabbed quickly in the sword, which is exactly the move in "The Sword Technique of the Fierce Sun", which reflects the rainbow, and the white blade divides the light into shadows. In the blink of an eye, it is divided into three parts, and it stabs the left shoulder, flank, and thigh (thigh) three empty doors!
With three puffs, all of them were stabbed, and blood was pricked on the clothes.
This was originally a subtle trick of two virtual and one real, and even three swords were both empty. It was intended to urge the enemy to strengthen itself and gain the opportunity for attack. Unexpectedly, he encountered a fat bull that did not dodge and did not avoid it. The force on the Jiezhao Sword was soft, and the end of the three swords was that they were ineffective and lost a single trick.
Gu Buhua threw the iron plate horizontally, which forced him to make him feel embarrassed.
Generally speaking, masters who are good at using iron abacus are not only proficient in the extraordinary and homogeneous Qimen weapons such as iron cards, bronze apes, and cross-tiger baskets, but also often immerse hidden weapons such as marbles. The abacus beads in the plate frame are the best use.
The robbery never dared to retreat, and took the risk of fighting around him, and this was the way to defend against it.
After a moment of fighting, Jie Zhao was hit by the heavy and huge iron abacus and his arms were numb. The sword was dismissed several times, and suddenly he saved: Why did this fat bull's abacus smash and smash, but dozens of abacus beads the size of ink dou were silent?
After a closer look, I found that they were all cast to death on the plate and couldn't help cursing: Damn!What's the difference between taking a big iron card and beating a man?I dare to lie to you!
Suddenly, two rays of cold wind on his side came, and the Tribulation was avoided at the critical moment, and the judge in the plain white clothes both failed; before he could breathe, he slashed and swept the cross between the waist with an axe. Tribulation became too late, and he could not avoid it. He forced his sword to block it and roared: Despicable!Unexpectedly, the roar worked, and the golden axe hit the sword edge, and it actually stopped its own strength. The short He Yanyong threw out the battle group with a hollow somersault, and then held the big axe in a gloomy way, hiding beside to spy.
Jiezhao was both angry and funny. I didn’t know whether to be glad or despised, so I took the time to spit out: He also said that he was a timid tiger, and he was obviously as timid as a mouse!Gu Buhua heard that it was wrong, so he held the iron abacus and explained: No, the rat is my sixth child. His name is "Attacking the Rat" Xia Wuguang, but unfortunately he died.
Then shouldn't I be very sad?
I don't know you.I am quite sad myself.
Shut up!The thin monkey roared angrily, and the two judges' pens were divided into the left and right:
Do you still have my existence in your eyes?
Jie and Gu fought around him, and accidentally moved the battle circle and left him aside.
After dozens of entanglements, Jie Zhao suddenly realized that it was the most difficult thing for this stupid fat bull to fight. He almost surrendered his weapons several times, and gradually he was a little weak and his defeat was already revealed.
But after the break, Sikongdu had not yet ended, so he just watched quietly from the side.
A clear female voice suddenly came from the corner: What is the "Lieque Sword Technique" of the ancestor Huangting of Tiancheng Mountain? How dare you use it to embarrass people? It is the most labor-intensive to fight quickly, and you don’t even understand this? The throat sound is crisp, sweet and beautiful, but the tone is quite cold. When I hear it, I feel a chill on my back, as if I have infected the inhumane and ridicule in my words.
The robbery was shouted to break the path, and I was shocked: How could anyone else recognize the sword technique of Huangting’s old Taoist?Unfortunately, Gu Buhua suddenly became enlightened. The iron abacus became slower and slower. Every move that was so powerful was even harder than just now.
The disaster has no room for reciprocity, so I just want to make my mind: Forget it, for nothing!The only move of the Lieyang Sword taught by my father works. It’s just a matter of life-saving now. What else do I treasure?He raised his strength, shook his wrist, and suddenly tens of golden light appeared at the tip of the sword, and he swung his blade and shot out!
The sword style of the fiery sun? The sun shines on the evil spirits and wards off the golden clouds and thousands of ways!
Among the thousands of sword lights, the body of the Tribulation gradually blurred... Gu Buhua covered his eyes and howled, threw down his abacus, and retreated; he sang a stylus in white clothes and danced his pen, but he still retreated; He Yanyong lifted up several stools, raised an axe to cover it, and changed five body techniques in succession and moved his shape six degrees, but he still had to retreat...
The sword came out for a moment, and the sword's body was three feet in a radius, and everything retreated!
This... this is the invincible Sword Technique of the Fiery Sun!
The dazzling sword light was in just a moment.
The internal force of the disaster sign was exhausted, and the sword was suddenly retracted, the fists and palms were intertwined, the sword thighs were flat on the forehead, and the golden lights in the room suddenly overlapped and whizzed endlessly; in the blink of an eye, it returned to one person and one sword.
The moment the golden light dissipated, a black shadow pierced through the ray of rays and fainted. He held the vein gate of the vein, and a long sword fell to the ground with a clang.
The visitor flicked his left hand and closed the big hole all over his body. With a wave of the Confucian sleeve, he revealed a dark and vulgar ugly face. It was the white jest of Sikongdu, who passed by!
The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it is almost dusk.This move can be strong but not long. He approached the sign of disaster and smiled so hard that he spoke yellow teeth: Fortunately, the Fourth Master's "Great Sun Magical Art" cannot be practiced. If the sword light is about a foot away, or if it stays for a moment, it will be impossible to withstand it.
(It’s not that I can’t practice at all, it’s because I haven’t practiced at all.)
Jiezhao was so fucked bitterly in his mouth, and suddenly he had the urge to laugh wildly.
This secret is in the Zhongzhou martial arts world... No, it should be said that it is under the world. Only a few people know: the three young men of the 19th generation of Zhaori Villa, including the second brother Jiejun, the third brother Jiezhen, and the Jiezhao himself, none of them have learned the Great Rigong; the only elder brother Jiesheng who has learned and practiced to the third level has died, and his death in the villa has become a taboo, and no one is allowed to talk about it publicly or privately, even as time passes, this shadow has never left Zhaori Villa.
Without the great Sun Power, the Lieyang Sword Technique has no power at all.
Therefore, the three brothers Jiezhao were sent to Tiancheng Mountain, a Taoist prosperous realm in the northeast of Zhongzhou, and worshipped under the seat of the Taoist master Huang Ting, and became an unknown disciple, who was taught different martial arts due to their talent.
The three brothers of the Jie family were not born by one mother. Jie Zhao was the youngest and favored since childhood. Therefore, the second brother Jie Jun was particularly disliked and often caused trouble when he grew up.
This time, when the army of Jie Jun was in charge, it was inevitable that he would have to make trouble again. Jie Zhao guessed in his heart and shrugged Sikong Du: Mr. Sikong, you won this time!I can't beat you, I admire you!Suddenly, he lowered his voice: You are not a fool either, so I just said it.I am not afraid of beating or scolding, and I am not afraid of being tied up and paraded in the streets.If you have enough fun, let me go quickly. In the future, you can live in the same farm and meet them if you don’t know what to do.
Sikongdu smiled.
There is something, I guess the Fourth Master is still afraid of it.
Then I'm so scared.The face was salivating, and the eyes of the thief rolled:
Like me, I am quite afraid of death. You can’t kill me, right?
The two looked at each other and laughed, and tears came out of tears when they saw Sikong Du’s eyes were no longer smiling, so they slowly stopped.
If Mr. Sikong wants to kill me, he must consider three things: Imperial City Iron Cavalry, Zhaori Villa, and my father.
Jiezhao swallowed his saliva and began to seriously worry about his future.
Although he has no experience in the world, he recognizes the eyes of the desperate.
There are many experts in the Imperial City Tikka, who can kill first-class players. Zhaori Villa ordered Zhongchen to nine roads and eighty-one states, and can kill top players supported by party members and organizations.As for my father, except for the other five top masters who are tied for the "Zhongchen Six Abyss", I am afraid that no one can complete five moves under the "Lieyang Sword Technique".
The Fourth Master joked.The so-called "desperate" is to grab the head and tuck it into the waist of the pants, regardless of life or death, and then talk about it first.As for what the Fourth Master said, it makes sense, but that's after the killing.Looking at Sikongdu's ugly and complacent smile, Jie Zhao felt his mind blank and his whole body was sweating coldly. His tongue, which was usually like a brilliant lotus, suddenly lost its effectiveness. He was stunned for a while, and could not say anything, and there was only one thought in his heart.
(Second brother...he wants to kill me!)
You actually negotiated with Sikongdu with "Baoju" and it was really a pity.
The crisp and cold female voice came from the corner again. Jiezhao was filled with energy and thought to himself: The throat sound is beautiful, and the figure and appearance must be good.Once you enjoy the blessings of your ears, you cannot lose your blessings of your eyes.
But when the shadows opened in the corridor, a slender girl in red walked out, with a thin shirt and a thin skirt, a crimson embroidered gold pomegranate color, and a small thrush scimitar in hand. Even the scabbard was red. It was obvious that the big gold and big red were the most beautiful, but it felt a bit out of the world when worn on her.
The girl was wearing white silk trousers (光, pronounced Kun. crotch-with pants) under her lower skirt, and a pair of red croaker boots were worn by her feet. She was dressed in a warrior for the convenience of walking in the world. She was dressed in a warrior: the snow-white silk sleeves were narrow and close to her body, and the hands were tied with red wrist guards. The waist style between the chest and abdomen was exactly the same as that of the man. She tied with embroidered gold straps, which made her look even more slender and tight, and her chest was round. She was bright and charming.
She was only slightly taller than an ordinary woman. She was about to reach the jaw of the robbery, but her feet grew half a piece of her shin. She was wrapped in her trousers and boots. The proportions were extremely beautiful and she was even more provocative.
Jiezhao imagined how her naked legs would be round, slender, strong and greasy after she stripped off the silk embroidered boots. She didn't feel a little hard in her crotch, so she had to bend over slightly to avoid showing her ugly appearance.
The girl in red looks naturally very beautiful, with a snow-white and beautiful face, but compared with her extraordinary slender waist and legs, her beautiful face is not eye-catching.
It is estimated that Jiezhao would not be more than twenty years old, and she might be younger. She just had a sarcastic eyebrow and a sneer on her lips. She squinted her long eyelashes and a pair of phoenix tail and almond eyes with distinct black and white eyes. She looked domineering.
She criticized herself for her. Although she was in trouble, she did not forget to turn her back:
how?Can't the government's regulations be negotiated?
The girl didn't even look at him, her small chin raised high and snorted coldly: The fourth young master of Zhaori Villa is so unsightly!People say: ‘Seven birds and six beasts, thirteen clothes.’It is one of the top giant bandits on Dongsheng Prefecture Road. The “Six Evil Fire Beasts” kill people and rob people. They act based on their likes and dislikes, and there is no reason to say. You actually want to negotiate terms with Sikongdu, the second-ranked “Battle of Break”. Wouldn’t it be a laugh at others’ teeth?
Jiezhao suddenly realized that he was cold from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, and realized that he had crashed into a dead end.
Seven birds and six beasts, thirteen clothes, are the most resounding green forest font in the east of Zhongchenzhou in recent years.
It is said that these thirteen people are secret forces hidden in the eastern realm after the remnant lineage of the Demon Cult, guarding the Demon Cult for generations, waiting for the time when the world is in chaos and the resurgence of the Demon Sect.
Before the arrival of the Demonic Life World, they originally had no conflict with the Black and White, and they were not even known. It was not until someone accidentally entered the secret realm and accidentally unwilling to unleash the ban on the six evil beasts that the six demon stars were put into the Dongshengzhou martial arts world, and there was no peace from then on.
The seven birds do not show up, and the six beasts of evil fire are undoubtedly one of the most troublesome troubles in martial arts today.
They have no sect constraints, do not buy black and white accounts, ignore any conventional rules in the world, do whatever they want, and there is no reason to say, whoever meets will be unlucky.
The only one who can command the six beasts is the mysterious figure who is known as the head of the six beasts, the Central Plains, and the Central Plains. However, this person has no head and tail, and seems to have no habit of acting with the five beasts. He allows the five brothers to do whatever they want, and he will be in vain to suffer disaster.
The robbery was sweating in a cold sweat, barely absorbing his mind: Strange, how could the robbery army make friends with people like the Six Beasts?If these evil stars enter Zhaori Villa in a noble way, their father will definitely not be able to withstand it.Unfortunately, my father couldn't take action... Suddenly, Sikongdu laughed and said: The girl is so smart, she is always stronger than the people in Zhaori Villa.But I don’t know where the girl’s reputation is.
Jiezhao secretly called out: This dead horse is so polite to speak, it is necessary to do bad things.
The girl in red smiled coldly and said proudly: If you want to know the girl’s title, you might as well ask the slutty mouse Xia Wuguang.Jiezhao remembered the fat Niu Gu's words just now, and thought to himself: Could it be that Xia Wuguang, who was afraid of throwing a weapon to the mouse, was killed by this beautiful girl?As expected, the four of them looked gloomy after they said this.
Gu Buhua's nose twitched and rustled, and he actually started crying.
Sikong Du smiled with a yin and twitched, saying word by word:
You are... 'Flying? Dragon? Girl' Yue Ying?!
It's this girl.The girl in red, Yue Yingying sneered: The big words I engraved on the body of the slut, are they clear and upright?He pressed the knife with his jade hand and was alert to himself. Unexpectedly, the four beasts did not respond, and Gu Buhua cried.
Jiezhao thought that he would start to fight as soon as he finished saying this, but he was thinking of taking advantage of the chaos. When he saw that there was no place, he was very disappointed: Damn!Procrastinate, what are the trivial words?A bad show!
Sikongdu pondered for a while, knocked on the table lightly, and his face looked unbearable: Why did the girl kill someone?
Xia Wuguang insulted the daughter of the thirty-seven families in Qi Family Village, raped and then killed him, and was extremely guilty!Yue Yingying drew a knife and gave it away, clang!With a sound, he crashed into the sheath, and the screech dress was filled with wind: Everyone can kill such evil people!I only hate that guy died so happily that he failed to suffer too much!
Jie Zhao hugged his head in his heart and complained: Oops!She started to show off.If this girl was knocked down in just a few seconds, he would have no show to sing.
Sikongdu looked dim and shook his head repeatedly, revealing the rare true feelings of the gangsters. He was almost moved by the signs of disaster. After a moment, Sikongdu raised his head and smiled warmly: Fortunately, it's okay.I feel relieved after hearing what the girl said.
Yue Yingying frowned.
She wasted her thousands of miles of tracking and fighting wits to kill Xia Wuguang. None of the words of this accomplice, the giant bandit, was the same as her idea.
What do you mean?
Sikongdu was a little embarrassed by her question, and he sucked and sucked for a while before he leaned closer and said: I thought... the girl was fucked by my sixth brother for seven days and seven nights, and she made her pussy loose and sucked, and she became a bitch, and she became a bitch, and then she was so angry that she killed people!
Nonsense!Yue Yingying was so embarrassed that she was in a state of disgrace and anger, and then she had already attacked her in a daze!
Ping Baiyi, He Yanyong and Gu Buhua suddenly moved, and strictly speaking, Jie Zhao did not see them moving, but in a flash, the three of them suddenly stopped being in their original place, and a heavy and blunt attack sounded, as if Yue Yingying was unable to draw her sword, and in a hurry, he used a scabbard to meet the enemy with a scabbard.
Jiezhao's eyes flew around, but he saw several benches around him turning up and falling, red and black figures hovering, mixed with continuous shouts, and the sharp wind made the face hurt, but he could not see clearly the human form or the entity of the weapon.
(They didn't do their best to fight me just now!)
Jiezhao was both discouraged and afraid, and he couldn't help but worry about the girl in red Yue Yingying, but he was powerless.
Even if he was able to untie his acupoints and free his hands and feet, his martial arts skills were definitely not comparable to those of him. He removed the illusion of the fourth young master of Zhaori Villa and the son of the world's No. 1 sword "Shenxiao Leiyin" and the son of the tribulation. He was just a boy with lack of martial arts internal strength, and wasting the most precious time for the warrior to take root. If he lost the protection of his family's father and brother, he would be a third-rate character on the martial arts road and would never have the chance to make a name for himself.
Yue Yingying fought against three with one, and was not at all inferior. Sikongdu, who was beside him, watched for a while, picked up the iron fracture fan and finally jumped into the battle group.
And a wonderful thing happened in an instant.
There was a sudden clang in the entangled figure, as if he was pulling out his sword and unsheathed. In an instant, countless azure blue lights burst out from the battle group and exploded with a bang!
The dazzling blue seemed to be flying in the moon, and the catastrophe was so stinging that it could not open its eyes. Suddenly, there was an illusion that the moon exploded above the head overnight.
After finally opening his vague tears, he saw Gu Buhua, He Yanyong and Sikongdu retreated in a mess, and were all injured.
The dumbest skinny monkey, who had the simplest hands and feet, was still trying to retreat. Yue Yingying's eyebrows turned lightly and immediately removed his left palm at the same wrist, so fast that the blade was not touched by blood; with a swing of her waist and her long legs, her posture was as beautiful as Chang'e, and she should be as beautiful as the world's fireworks, but the curves of her chest, waist and legs were smooth and slender, but she had an indescribable temptation.
The plain white shirt screamed and screamed, and he still waved his wrists hard at Yue Yingying. Naturally, there was no lethality, but the blood on the cross section was sprinkled towards him, as bleak as vaguely.
Yue Yingying was also frightened by this craziness and fierce force. When she blocked her face, blood splashed on the blade, and wisps of red mist jumped up, like rouge entering the water, an indescribable stunning beauty.
Then he stopped just like this, and the white clothes had already picked up the broken palm and retreated. While he leaned his slurred limbs close to his mouth, he stretched out his gray-white tongue and licked it, laughing lewdly.
Yue Yingying remembered that the love knife was splashing blood from this person, and she fainted for no reason. She wiped the table with her eyebrows raised, and she dared not return the sheath.
Sikongdu covered the wound on his left arm, emitting a bow, looking a little embarrassed.
This...what is this knife technique?Who are you... the girl?
Yue Yingying waved the knife board, and the crescent moon-like snow blade faintly turned yellow and shone brightly.
Who is talking now?
Sikongdu bowed his head slowly.Self...it's the girl talking.
Fighting the four beasts alone, the origin of this girl in red is definitely not simple. If she can get help from her, she may escape from the sky.
Jiezhao never thought that one day, in the capital like her own inner courtyard, the hope of survival would be handed over to a strange girl she had never met, begging her to have a sense of righteousness and chivalrous spirit, and her heart was mixed, and she couldn't say whether she was envy, jealousy or ashamed.
Perhaps out of injustice, he always felt that Sikongdu's group was not that simple. If Gu Buhua could fight with him for a while, he would naturally be able to fake Yue Yingying. If there was no flat white-clothed one, this theory would be more than 70% possible.
very good.Yue Yingying pursed her lips and sneered. Although her face was cold, she could not hide a faint color, which made her face look like a peach blossom.
The holidays you have with me may not be counted for the time being. I have other important things today, and I am not here for you.
Jiezhao complained in his heart: Don’t count it!Then...what should I do?Suddenly, she saw her gaze coming and her smile became even colder: Are you called Jiezhao?You have just used two sword techniques of the Fierce Sun, one is "reflecting the neon light" and the other is "golden clouds and thousands of ways", but where do you learn it?Although Lieyang Sword Technique is a famous martial art in Zhongchenzhou, there are only a few people who know it. With its reputation as the Shenxiao Lei Yin Calamity, it has rarely fought with others in the past ten years. If you don’t try to compete with your peers, you will not be able to use this kind of killing.
(How can she recognize the Lieyang Sword Style at a young age?)
Jiezhao was suspicious in his heart, but he answered honestly: The family’s sword skills were taught by his father.Unfortunately, I was not good at studying and fell into the hands of bad people...Oh!Oops Oops Oops Oops Four bad guys were assigned to perform together, and one of them gave it to him for a moment.
Yue Yingying ignored it and solemnly took out a thin fine silk painting from her bag. The painting seemed to be old and the silk was slightly yellow and crisp. She carefully opened it: Do you know this person?The man in the painting is about twenty years old, and has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, bright light and charming.
Although this face is very different now, it is a familiar sight to the god of disaster. Nodded:
Although it is untitled, it looks like my father was young.
So, is Jie Zhen your father?
(Nonsense! Could it be my son?)
If it weren't for her help, Jiezhao would have almost wanted to say that.
It's my father.
This will not be mistaken.She put away the silk cloth and pointed at Sikongdu with one finger at the tip of her knife: Listen well, let you go today, leave this city quickly, don't sway in this girl's eyes.After this, even if you don’t come, I will go to you to eliminate a great harm to the world.
The disaster is urgent: Then...what about me?I am Zhaori Villa...
You stay.This girl said that no matter how six or seven beasts are, the head of the beast, Qin Shidao, who is in love with him, can no one touch you.The sign of disaster was inexplicable. If it were not for the control of the acupoint, I would have to go forward and hug me. I should have hugged my legs first?
Well, I have never seen such a pair of slender and beautiful legs that are evenly arranged.
If you can hold a hug and touch it carefully, it is really worth even death...
But Yue Yingying smiled sweetly, her cheeks were as slight as a peach, and her eyes suddenly changed:
Because today, I am the one who wants to kill you.
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