In the fine raindrops, a young man with wet bodies ran over and looked around and saw the wooden house from afar. His eyes lit up and he pulled out his long sword from his waist and ran over.
Dong Shishi in the room was already a little confused and cursed in a vague manner that she didn't know what it was.
Her clothes were torn to pieces by her hands and feet, and her light honey-colored soft skin was caressed and played with by her six big hands, leaving red marks.
Her body became colder and colder, but inside her body became hotter and hotter. She felt like a hard stone was ramming around in her head, causing bursts of pain.
At the same time, the group of men were touched by their bodies, and their breasts were pinched and their lower body was scratched. There was a faint numbness and itch in the pain, but it was not divided at this moment.
The two men were still wearing water, but they just touched each other. The one who took off all his clothes and didn't want to wait any longer. He spitted and drooled in his hands, and hurriedly applied to Dong Shishi's lower body.
The thighs became cold, and the wet and sticky fingers touched the delicate vagina. She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth. Her only free left hand was pressed on the bed board by a man, unable to move, but her slender fingertips tightly grabbed the bed board. The rough board could clearly see that blood had oozed out of the crystal-clear fingertips.
At this time, a light sound suddenly came from outside the window, as if someone had touched something at the door.
The three men immediately jumped off the bed, and the naked one hurriedly picked up the fast leather shorts and put them on. The other two went to open the door and looked out first.
Outside the house, a solemn boy had just run to a nearby tree, took out a bag of oil paper from his arms, opened it and took out a fire fold, and then picked up something that looked like a small paper tube.
The three men have been thieves for nearly ten years, so naturally they know that it is the signal fireworks that most people in the martial arts world always have, and they are shocked.
The two men in neatly dressed looked at each other, took out the Emei Thorns on their waists, and rushed over fiercely.
The young man looked sideways and saw the two of them. The fire break in his hand had just ignited. Once he dodged or parried, the signal would definitely not be able to be emitted.
The two of them were just trying to force the boy to let go. After all, the fireworks were launched into the sky, and I don’t know what kind of guys they would attract. They only had three of them, and this place was a place where they met with Bishe and the others, so naturally they couldn’t take risks.
Unexpectedly, the young man watched the two short blades flashing with cold light, his expression remained unchanged, and he still lit the fireworks on his hand. While dragging the sharp whistle sparks soared into the sky from the branches and leaves, two cold Emei thorns pierced into his waist.
The boy's face was still calm, but the two attacking men froze at him in surprise.
When he was about to pull out the weapons in a flash, the young man actually held two Emei thorns tightly with one hand, twisted his body and slashed at a person's forehead, regardless of the long wounds that Emei thorns dragged out on his body!
Fortunately, the man next to him reacted quickly, kicked his companion away, rolled on the spot, rolling to the side.
The one wearing animal skin shorts had already taken out the weapons from the house. Seeing that his companions had lost their weapons, Emei thorns in his hand and flew to attack.
Although the young man was bleeding profusely on his waist, he still had agile steps. He stretched his feet and picked up the long sword on the ground. Instead, he attacked the cold sharp blades that the enemy stabbed him everywhere.
One inch shorter and one inch more dangerous, the Emei Thorn is only as long as the forearm. Exchange of a blow with the opponent's long sword will inevitably be a loss-making deal. In addition, the young man's life-lossing style made the man retreat step by step.
The man's hand was sealed horizontally and vertically. He was frightened by the boy's madness. His defense was a little panicked. His feet slipped and his right arm was cut by a long sword. The Emei Thorn suddenly fell into the mud on the ground. The boy took the sword and slashed it without hesitation.
The man was so scared that he was so scared that he rolled to the right. The sword was halfway through, and he lost his strength. He cut to the side of the two men and found that one of the remaining two quietly approached the boy's back. When the boy raised his sword and raised his elbow, the empty door opened wide on his waist. He took the opportunity to grab the two Emei thorns and pulled it out.
As the blood mist squirted away, the fierce young man finally fell to the ground.
The man with shorts in the animal skin gasped and cursed, saying: No wonder 30% of the people who went to sneak attack in the morning came back. Is it all this kind of life-deserving thing?
The man holding two Emei thorns was also panting. Don’t talk nonsense, maybe it wasn’t their group.
Bah, this kind of life-threatening style of playing must be Dong Haoran's bastard. The bastards who went to the morning did not kill them completely, and they dared to say that they were all dead. When I go back, I won’t be able to sue the bastards, I…I am their grandson!
The three of them were shocked and said, "Let's take this girl away quickly, someone will arrive soon."
But the snake hasn't come yet...
The man slapped the speaker on the back of his head: Pig brain!The leader not only said that he would wait here for a day no matter which side he succeeded, but returned after the meeting.He also said that if there is a death, the rest of the people will ignore it.Now that the Bishe has not come back, it is probably because he has gone to see the King of Hell. We will leave now. At worst, we can go to the meeting point of another group of people to hide for a day.
It makes sense.But that girl...
It was a bit regretful to touch his animal skin shorts alone.
Go fuck you!Want to die or to a woman?
Of course, life is deadly.
As the three of them said, they got up and wanted to go back into the room, but with the angry voices that could not be suppressed, Mu Yang and the other two boys had arrived from different directions. No one of you can leave, they will leave their lives for me!
The young man dying in the dyed mud and water struggled and said: Mu...Brother Mu, everyone... are inside...
Mu Yang glanced at the boy. His face, which was usually laughing, became angry and distorted. He turned to the three people and stretched out his hand and said: Say it!Who are you?
When Mu Yang rushed to the gathering place of their accomplices, he found that only the bodies were left there.
Except for the three teenagers who were secretly whistling in the town, everyone who came to meet with him this time to attack Wei Rihuishi Liu Yang San'er and the other three died completely.
There was a fierce battle at the scene, but no stranger's body was left behind. Even the oriole behind the mantis was completely unknown.
On the way to Nie Rongchun, he saw Miss Dong Er who was captured in the river. Although Dong Haoran gave the order to kill the three people at all costs, Mu Yang hesitated and chose to come and save the people.
After the mark left by Dong Shishi on the road was broken, the four people searched everywhere, and as soon as they saw the signal, they rushed to meet.
Mu Yang's anger finally couldn't help but see the young man who sacrificed his life on the ground sending a signal. Although the other two boys had a blank expression, their eyes were full of resentment. The three boys glanced at each other and attacked with swords.
The three men were not good at land kung fu. In an instant, they were killed at the door of the house, leaving only the man in animal skin shorts kneeling on the ground with Mu Yang's sword pointing to his throat.
explain!Who are you?What are you doing?
The man trembled and said: I...I am the brother of Hunjiang Yanluo, a subordinate of the Dehua League, I...my elder brother will never let you go in the future!You...AhAh!
Mu Yang watched his peeled ear fall into the mud on the ground, moved the tip of the sword down, pointed at the man's crotch, and said, "What are you doing?"Your Flower Destroying Alliance also likes the Nine Songs of the Netherworld?
That man wanted to be stubborn, so he said, "I definitely won't...
I have not said the three words to tell you, but the sword was sent, and it was inserted into his crotch. He screamed, and the blood mixed with yellow urine in his crotch immediately dyed his thighs red.
You guys look outside and I'll go to save the lady.
Mu Yang no longer cared about the dying man who was twitching on the ground and strode into the wooden house.
Dong Shishi was nearly half unconscious at this time, lying naked on the wooden bed, still clenching the bed board with her left hand.
Mu Yang was stunned at first, and then swallowed unconsciously.
At this time, Dong Shishi's body was filled with red tides, and the uncovered legs and buttocks were covered with red handprints. There seemed to be water light in the shy area that could be seen. Her naked and beautiful body trembled slightly unconsciously, almost making Mu Yang stunned.
He shook his head, took off his coat and walked over, wrung the rain water, and covered Dong Shishi's waist and hips first.
Dong Shishi was icy in a cold clothes, woke up slightly, and asked weakly: Who... who...
Before Mu Yang could answer, he heard Dong Shishi continue to say: Is it... it's Xiao Yangzi... I... I feel so uncomfortable.Why did you come...
Mu Yang's hand froze, but he still leaned over and found a few pieces of broken clothes that were still intact, and put them on her. He was about to speak when he heard a scream outside the door, his face changed and he rushed towards the door with his sword.
One of the two boys guarding outside the door had fallen down at this moment. There was no wound on their body, but blood kept gushing out of their mouths and black air on their faces.
Another young man was fighting with a middle-aged scholar. To be precise, he was desperately wielding his sword to protect his vitals.
The scholar looked quite young, and looked only in his early thirties. He was not strong, but his martial arts skills looked very high.
The scholar had a white face and a square scarf wrapped around his head. If it weren't for the strange steps that were rushing to a sword-holding boy who was forcing him to be busy with his strange steps, he wouldn't have seen that he was a martial arts practitioner.
Mu Yang looked at it and knew that his companionship skills were too far away from the scholar. He waved his long sword and was about to attack him, he saw that the scholar's feet were not moving, his body slid half a step, and he happened to enter a fleeting empty door behind the boy's left hand. He gently and fluttered and looked weak and weak, and printed under the boy's shoulders.
The young man was beaten to the ground and rolled nearly half a foot after being hit. He spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned blue and struggling: Brother Mu... Go quickly!
After saying that, he forced himself to hold on and rushed over to hug the scribe's body with all his strength.
The scholar smiled slightly, reached out and pushed his long clothes away, kicked it out, hitting the young man's chest. The young man put his arms around and wanted to hug his legs, but his legs had been retracted. The young man was kicked back to Mu Yang in disbelief, his sternum was broken, his limbs were twitched for a while, and then he stopped moving again.
Xia Laosan is useless. He has only raised you waste for so many years.The food was wasted in vain.
The scholar reached out to explore the rain curtain, unwilling to walk into the rain, standing under the tree like a tree, looking at the rain marks on his body, and said with a smile, "If you are not here to die, wouldn't you still have to go out with these annoying rain?"
Mu Yang knew that he had met a strong enemy, but the training he received since childhood made him not afraid at all. Instead, he was excited and decided to fight his life to cause heavy damage to the other party, which at least gave Miss Dong Er a little chance of escaping.
Knowing that the opponent's palm skills were powerful, Mu Yang chose to attack when he attacked. His sword was the fastest among all the dead soldiers. Even the man in black who trained them was very impressed by him.
His body movements were very fast and his sword was accurate, but before his feet could step into the shade of the tree, he knew that his life had come to an end.
He originally planned to take the other party's palm, and then sneak attack the other party's palm with the dagger hidden around his waist, under the cover of the long sword.
But he didn't expect that the other party's palms would be closed and his sword was clamped in his palm. He saw that the tip of the sword was only about an inch away from the other party's chest, and he tried his best to urge the force but could no longer move forward.
He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and held the hilt of the sword with both hands, shouted and pushed forward!
At this time, the scholar let go of his hand, his shoulders slightly shook and his feet almost moved away from the distance. The sword that could not be held straight into his armpits, and he tightened his arms and clamped them.
Mu Yang immediately gave up his hands and slashed at the opponent's chest with his palms. The scholar's right hand was erected into a palm knife, and he quickly slashed his left arm. He felt a wave of feminine internal force dissipating from the place where he was hit, and the coldness hit his body, making his body stiff and numb in a blink of an eye.
The scribe said leisurely: I don’t like waste. Only when a waste dies can I not feel annoyed. Let’s go!
The last two words were out, and the right palm had already slapped Mu Yang's chest.
Yin Han's palm power almost shattered Mu Yang's chest. Before he could fly backwards, the scholar's right palm had already slapped again. After a while, Mu Yang was hit in front of him, he was hit eight or nine palms in his chest.
When Mu Yang fell to the ground, he could no longer feel anything.
The scribe took out a handkerchief, gently wiped his hand, and smiled: What?The young student sent three wastes for you, and you didn’t say thank you?
You also said that it was a waste, so why should I thank you?
The cold sound passed, and a boy appeared among the sparse trees intertwined with raindrops.
That was Nie Yang. His delicate face was unprecedentedly cold. He slowly approached and asked slowly, "Are you Zhao Yudi?"
The scholar shook his head and smiled and said: You have been here for a while. If the young actor was Zhao Yudi, wouldn’t he save those three subordinates?
Nie Yang sneered and shook his head, "If you were Zhao Yudi, it would be normal for you to not save those three subordinates."
The scholar said leisurely: The young student doesn’t like to reverse other people’s ideas, but... your surname should be Nie, right?
Nie Yang narrowed his eyes and did not answer.
If your surname is Nie, if your young actor is Zhao Yudi, then you and I can say that they are not acquainted, right?
so?
The scribe said slowly: Unfortunately, Xiaosheng knows you, and he has seen you many years ago. Xiaosheng’s surname is Xing.
Nie Yang's pupils tightened, and his hands were clenched unconsciously. Xing Shuying?
The scholar smiled and nodded and said: Yes, young master is the one you have been looking for for a long time, Xing Saiying.
Nie Yang slowly relaxed his hands with tight clenched hands and laughed: Are you Xing Saiying?
Xing Saiying smiled and said: Yes, I’m here today to see you.Du Yuanran is indeed a talented person who can teach you so well.
Nie Yang slowly approached him and said with a smile: Unfortunately, this is not a good thing for you.
Xing Suiying smiled and said: It is difficult to tell whether things in this world are good or bad.
I don't know anything else.
Nie Yang drew out the long sword from his waist and said lightly, "I only know that the one who is called Xing Saiying is about to die."
Xing Saiying lifted up her robe and pinned her feet against her waist, stretched her right hand flat, and smiled again and said: You might as well give it a try.
good!
With the words "good" in Nie Yang's three-foot green breeze was already like a rainbow that broke through the sky, and he grabbed Xing Zaiying's throat.
Xing Suiying stepped on her left foot, leaned back, and stabbed her right fingers out, pointing to Nie Yang's wrist.
Both of them were not old enough to use their tricks. Nie Yang circled the tip of his sword and slashed at Xing Shuying's arm, forcing him to sway his elbow and slapped Nie Yang's chest with a palm.
Nie Yang learned from Du Yuanran's Xunying Zhufeng Sword, which was known for his speed, and Nie Qingyi taught him the Nie family's sword technique, which was also used to attack instead of defense. At this moment, he used his full strength, and the tip of the sword in his hand seemed to turn into more than ten silver lights. Every silver light could be seen as a cold sword light spitting out from the tip.
Before Xing Shuying could spit out his palm power, he was forced back by the sword light.
The Nie family's sword technique actually exerted such power in your hands. The ancestors of the Nie family really don't know what they were going to think.
Xing Suiying still had time to speak. While speaking, his feet were sophisticated and quick, but he still avoided several killer moves and had two more counterattacks.
Nie Yang didn't answer, and his moves gradually became the main one of the Shadow Wolf. He wanted to use the Nie family's sword technique to kill Xing Saiying, but this man's martial arts skills were too high. The Nie family's sword technique was too rigid and complicated. At that moment, the long sword was tilted up and a clear roar, using the unique moves of the Nie family's sword technique. Fu Sheng Ruochen, which was already dazzling, scattered and scattered, scattered and spread out in an irregular manner.
Since the Nie family created this sword technique until Nie Qingyuan's generation, only two people used this move.
Nie Yang is the third one.
Xing Suiying had no way to dodge, and there were sword shadows everywhere in front, back, left and right, and each could turn into a death-demanding talisman.
His eyes widened, and his feet were not moving, but his body began to float backwards. Nie Yang followed like a shadow, and the sword light came with his bones.
Seeing that Xing Saiying had nowhere to retreat, Nie Yang's move was at the end of his strength and was about to grow old. At this time, Xing Saiying shouted loudly, bent down and rushed back, and with a snap, the big tree broke in the waist, and the thick trunk pressed towards Nie Yang.
Nie Yang held his left palm and slapped the broken tree trunk to one side with a bang. The long sword did not stop and stepped onto Xing Saiying. This time, he no longer used one and a half-stage moves of the Nie family's sword technique. The Xunying Zhufeng Sword, full of murderous aura, took action with a suffocating chill.
Xing Saiying's expression was still leisurely, and her pair of fleshy palms slapped and slashed in front of her, blocking the sword energy that was as fast as a meteor and as lightning, without showing any sign of fatigue.
As the move was approaching, Nie Yang's sword became slower and slower. The Yin-cold palm power activated by Xing Saiying seemed to be mixed with broken ice water, making him stagnant in the sword. One sword was as heavy as a sword, making him unconsciously activate more force. After a hundred moves, he felt a little sweat on his forehead.
After reaching the end of the fight, Nie Yang gradually put away the undepressed hatred just now, and began to cautiously gradually withdraw his sword energy, carefully observe Xing Saiying's palm moves, and at the same time, he used his internal strength to wander around his body to resist the cold air.
Xing Suiying's pressure was lighter, but she did not take the opportunity to attack. Her palms were still just defense, and she occasionally used the power of the sky-slashing palm to force Nie Yang to retreat, who had found the flaw.
As the speed of the sword dropped, Nie Yang also felt the pressure on his hand disappeared immediately. He knew that the other party had indeed used silk-wrapped techniques just now, and he no longer attacked. The long sword in his hand was just trying to snatch some virtual moves.
If outsiders saw it at this moment, they could only see that the two of them were several steps apart, one kept stroking with his sword, and the other was guarding his palms in front of him, and he slashed out from time to time, without any feeling of a master fighting.
But after looking closely, the clothes on the two of them were as dry as in the house. There were occasionally remaining dead leaves falling from the rain, and they had not yet fallen between them. They were as if they were torn apart by invisible hands and instantly turned into subtle fragments and floated away.
Gradually, white air rose on both of them, which was particularly conspicuous in the rain.
But the distance between the two was one step further.
Nie Yang knew that even if Xing Suiying was defeated, he could escape without any help. He would not be able to take his life today. He felt angry, but his face was still as calm as usual and his sword moves were not at all.
The Netherworld Palm is also considered an upper-level skill in the Netherworld Nine Songs. In addition, Xing Saiying has been hiding for so many years, and his skills have improved a lot.
Nie Yang felt the pressure was getting stronger and stronger. Only by slowing down the sword speed again could he feel smooth. At this point, his Xunying Zhufeng Sword was only a little faster than Mu Yang's sword technique just now.
If it weren't for the sharp sword light like a snake letter on the sword, Xing Suiying would have been completely unthreatened.
He didn't expect Xing Saiying to make great progress in his martial arts. He just didn't expect Xing Saiying to suddenly appear at this moment and at this place without any warning.
Such a surprise attack made him feel a little panicked, and he rushed all the way and the blood was surging, and he was in a hurry to fight. At least his strength, which was comparable to Xing Suiying, has now been discounted and gradually fell at a disadvantage.
Xing Suiying's smile gradually faded away, from defending to offense, and began to slap out continuously with one palm, and at the same time, slowly stepped forward, and a stream of Yin power directly hit Nie Yang's long sword in his hand.
Bang!
With a crisp sound, the ordinary long sword in Nie Yang's hand finally couldn't stand the collision and stirring of the two internal forces and broke into four pieces.
Nie Yang pushed with the momentum, and the four-cut sword shot over, piercing Xing Shuying, who was pressing the palm of his hand, returned to his palm.
He took this opportunity to make a mistake in his feet, and spread his wolf shadow's magical stracing technique to approach the past.
Xing Suiying did not hesitate, pushed his right palm flat, and went straight into the central palace with the strong Yin and Cold internal force.
Nie Yang's eyes glared slightly and he met with a palm.
With a muffled sound from Peng, Nie Yang shook all over and took two steps back, but Xing Shuying flew back lightly and kicked on the trunk of the tree, and he turned around and stood on the wooden house.
Both of them put away their skills and adjusted their breathing secretly. The rain that had been separated by them once again wet their clothes and hair. The two of them had their same cold eyes through the thin rain curtains and collided with each other in tit-for-tat way.
The young student knows that the Nine Songs of the Netherworld are your bait.
Xing Saiying gently exhaled a breath of turbid air and said slowly, Xiaosheng is just here to tell you that although Xiaosheng is not very interested in that thing, he plans to play with you.You go to protect the dartboard, and the little son comes to rob the dartboard.If you win, the young actor will fulfill your wish to take revenge. If the young actor succeeds, you will agree to the young actor to do something.
Nie Yang's chest was still a little blocked, so he pressed his pressure and said: Why should I bet with you?
Xing Saiying smiled and said: Xiaosheng cherishes his life. If you don’t bet with me, then the Nine Songs of the Netherworld will be sent anywhere, and Zhao Yudi and Li Xiao will fight each other anyway. Xiaosheng will never appear again.
Nie Yang narrowed his eyes, stood up straight, looked up at Xing Saiying on the roof, and said coldly: Okay, if I can't kill you, it's useless to keep this life, just take it away.
Xing Saiying smiled and said: What does Xiaosheng want your life to do? You can neither eat nor use it.but……
But what?
Xing Suiying said lightly: But this matter involves a lot. If Xiaosheng brings some people in, don’t blame Xiaosheng for hurting the innocent.
Nie Yang snorted: Similarly, my affairs with you have nothing to do with Xia Hao and Liu Qiu, and their debts must be paid.
Xing Saiying laughed ambiguously, looked at the wooden house under his feet, and said: Liu Laosi is a bachelor, she has been playing with a woman for half her life, and she doesn't even have a seed. It seems that Xia Laosan's debt is easier to pay back.I just don’t know if this watery girl is enough to satisfy you.
Nie Yang did not understand the meaning of his words and did not answer, but his eyes did not leave Xing Suiying for a moment. Although the two made a bet, as long as Xing Suiying was negligent at this moment, he would still kill him without hesitation.
Anyway, Xia Laosan and the others have nothing to do with me.The young actor just reminds you that if you want to come to collect debts, there will be ready-made debt repayment items in the house, and you are a man of great age, so you should understand.
Xing Suiying smiled ambiguously, and suddenly she flipped back and fell behind the wooden house.
Nie Yang immediately pulled up and rushed straight to the roof like a meteor rushing towards the moon. When he slid down the eaves, he could no longer see Xing Suiying's traces.
He slashed at the wooden house beside him with a palm, and the thick logs were slapped into a crack, and the whole house shook.
He actually made Xing Suiying appear swayingly and leave swayingly.
However, why did Xing Saiying leave like this?
Nie Yang thought in confusion that he could not exert all his strength just now, and he was far from his best state, both mentally and physically. If Xing Saiying wanted to kill him to prevent future troubles, this would be the best opportunity. He did choose the right time to appear, but after such a fierce battle, he actually left.
What kind of conspiracy is there?
Nie Yang was puzzled and stood there for a while. Hearing the faint moans and gasping in the house, he realized that Dong Shishi was still inside the house.
When she walked into the house, the hidden spot on Dong Shishi's body basically slid to one side under her twist, leaving Mu Yang's coat still covering her ass.
Seeing that Dong Shishi's face was wrong, Nie Yang went over and touched her hands, and her tentacles were hot.
Little...Little Yangzi...Don't leave me...Save, save me...
Feeling the warm warm palm temperature of his hand, Dong Shishi struggled to open her mouth, but her eyes could only open a gap.
Nie Yang pulled the hemp ropes hard and hugged Dong Shishi. Seeing that the slender fingertips of her left hand were covered with blood, and were thorny with tiny wooden thorns, which looked bloody and bloody, and frowned slightly.
I...is very cold.Very... cold...
After being carried into Nie Yang's arms, Dong Shishi kept shaking, her lips no longer had any blood, and she was scaryly pale.
Nie Yang looked up at the rain outside, frowned and took off his coat, and together with Mu Yang's piece, she covered her breasts and groin first, spread out the thin blanket piled up at the corner of the bed, and placed her carefully on it.
After searching in the wooden house for a while, all I could use was a fire break and two towels.
Nie Yang hesitated for a moment, went to the corner of the house to peel off the clothes of the dead hunter, then threw some firewood into the brazier, lit the fire, and placed it beside the bed.
When he accompanied his sister to the Nangong family to seek medical treatment from Hua Muzhen, Nie Yang also learned some medical skills. At this moment, he took Dong Shishi's pulse and found that it was just because he was too frightened and had a cold body. It was because Dong Shishi's body was weak and her congenital roots and bones were weak, which made her look so serious.
Nie Yang did not intend to avoid suspicion or anything. He felt that Dong Shishi's wrist was covered in sweat. After looking at it, he looked at it and picked up the blood-stained piece from the Hunter's clothes, tore off the bloody part, and wiped it for her.
At this time, Dong Shishi could no longer be attacked by cold and cold, so Nie Yang wiped it very seriously, from the gaps between his fingers and toes, to the private armpits and legs, to the round breasts of his towering hands, they were all wiped cleanly.
Then he took the rest of the hunter's clothes and covered her.
Dong Shishi didn't resist and struggle, but just let out a low hum like a dreamy murmur in her mouth, and her cheeks became a little rosy again.
A thin strip of cloth was torn off from the hunter's middle clothes. Nie Yang held Dong Shishi's left hand, pulled the strip into several pieces, poured out some golden sores, picked out the wooden thorns in his fingertips, and bandaged her.
I don’t know if it’s because of the pain of the ten fingers connecting the heart or the warmth of the body, Dong Shishi moaned softly and opened her eyes. Xiao Yangzi... Is it really you...
Nie Yang did not look back, but focused on picking out the thorns on her fingers for her, and then wrapped them up and tied them up.
Dong Shishi was very weak, and her eyes closed again immediately, but her tight body, which had been trembling slightly, suddenly relaxed.
When the bandage stopped, Dong Shishi was already asleep and had no movements.
Nie Yang looked at her coldly, and the clothes covered with scattered clothes could still be seen. He shook his head gently, as if he wanted to get rid of some unrealistic ideas, and got up and walked to the door.
The rain outside the door finally showed signs of stopping. The blood of the corpse lying on the ground was merged with the rainwater and flowed into the land along the muddy ground, regardless of each other.
Nie Yang sighed softly, with a little dissatisfaction with him in his eyes. He said something softly, then closed his eyes, leaned against the door frame, and quietly sniffed the humid air with bloody smell.
Dong Qingqing didn't know what her sister had encountered. She sat nervously beside Yun Panqing, really not daring to leave. Even when Yun Panqing went to the thatched cottage, she went with a blushing face.
Let Yun Panqing squat there and look at her embarrassedly and said: Sister, you look at me like this... I can't get out...
The two of them waited for a long time, and the rain became much lighter, and there were more and more people on the street, but none of them came back.
Dong Qingqing became more and more worried and kept looking at the door. Until some people dressed in strange clothes gradually appeared outside the door, she shrank back to the table with some fear and approached Yun Panqing and did not dare to move.
It’s not that Dong Qingqing became so alert, but that anyone who came outside the door would retreat when they saw it.
Even the waiter who was jealous of money didn't dare to go to the door to greet these people.
The leader was a burly man, holding a long-handled machete in his hand, and the golden scales on his body were covered with water droplets, looking shiny.
Behind him were four young men holding long ropes, wearing straw hats, looking dull.
These people stood at the entrance of the inn, looking at Dong Qingqing beside the table inside without any hesitation.
The big man stretched out his hand and said loudly: It's her, you guys come on.
The young men holding long ropes quickly walked to the door. The waiter went over to greet him tremblingly, and he didn't have time to put down the kettle in his hand.
Dong Qingqing was shocked and stood up to call the waiter, but Yun Panqing grabbed her arm. She whispered: Sister, sit down and look at her for a while.
When Dong Qingqing sat back on his seat in confusion, the young man who was walking in front had already walked not far in front of the waiter and reached out to push him.
This push didn't look fast, but it was very powerful. For the waiter who knew how to do martial arts, it was almost a damaging move.
The waiter happened to stagger, his thin body tilted forward, and the big kettle in his hand flew out.
Unexpectedly, the young man was prepared for a long rope in his hand and pulled open the kettle, swung it down to the waiter who was upside down.
The waiter became extremely flexible at this moment, and he got into the four young people like a monkey.
At this time, the big man in golden armor shouted loudly and took his life!
The long knife in his hand thundered thunderously towards the waiter.
The four young men had a tacit understanding of each other and closed the route that the little one could escape from.
They... are they here to kill that waiter?
Dong Qingqing was shocked and speechless, even speaking was unsuccessful.
Yun Panqing shook her head and said: I don’t know this. I only know that the waiter’s skill is not bad, and the real waiter’s bag appeared at noon.We don't have to worry about him.
The fake waiter was indeed agile and shrank. When the blade was cut off, he passed through the two ropes between the two young men as if he was blown away by the sword wind.
But the four young men cooperated more tacitly. On the other side, the two of them immediately threw the long rope out, and rolled the fake waiter's feet, which were still in the air like a long whip. The remaining two men flew out with a long rope in their hands, trapping his hands. The four young men shouted in unison and pulled him up and stood up in the air.
The golden-armored man slashed the ground with one sword, and the stones that were slashed were flying everywhere. However, the sword did not hold it up, but used the blade as the support of the huge body to fly up and kicked forward.
The fake waiter was pulled up by four young men and hit him in the chest.
Dong Qingqing screamed in surprise, watching the waiter fly to his desk, and the blood spurted out of his mouth drew a red arc. He was scared but couldn't help but want to step forward to care about the person's life or death.
As soon as he got up, before he could protrude his head, he felt his wrist tightening and had been pulled behind by Yun Panqing.
Sister Yun... this person... is almost dying.Let's save him.
Yun Panqing seemed to have not heard it. Looking at the waiter who was lying on the ground and twitching constantly, suddenly a cup of tea was poured out, and a trace of water was poured in front of the table, and said sweetly: This tea is so bitter, I don’t want to drink it anymore.
Girl... save me...
The waiter struggled to crawl towards this side.
Yun Panqing smiled innocently, but his eyes were not as smiled at all. He said to the group of people outside: If anyone of you passes this cup of tea, I don’t guarantee what will happen.
The waiter coughed twice, covered his chest and reached forward and said: Girl... Help me...
A silver light flashed, and a silver dart with a finger-length length of willow leaves was nailed to the little second hand. The dart blade was tightly pressed against the little second hand, nailing it to the line splashed out by the tea.
Yun Panqing looked at him with a smile and said: You are no exception.
Dong Qingqing opened her eyes sadly and said softly: Sister Yun, how can you bear it if you don’t save me so much?
The waiter vomited a mouthful of blood at the right time and started coughing loudly.
Yun Panqing stood up with a smile and picked up the ancient long sword on the table: Sister, you are kind, okay, I'll save him.Look at him who coughs and vomits blood, I'll help him cure it.
Before he finished speaking, he stretched out his right hand and passed like a dragon roar. The ancient sword, which was as cold as autumn water and as cold as autumn wind, was already in his hand, and he stabbed the waiter on the ground with a sword.
The fake little girl suddenly pushed her palms on the ground, and her thin monkey-like body turned back three times, landing steadily beside the five people there, wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth, and then lowered her head to see that her clothes were stabbed by the tip of the sword, leaving a little blood on her belly, and she was shocked: The soul of the mist and rain broke through the clear wind and cold, I wonder which hand is in the girl’s hand?
Yun Panqing looked at his sword with big eyes like crescent moons and smiled: My master is Xie Yanyu, what do you think?
Is it mist and rain?
The two owners of Qingfeng Yanyu Tower, Xie Qingfeng, each has a paired sword. They are both rare famous swords in the world after the names of the two.
These two people are invincible, so even if everyone knows that these two swords are one of the treasures in a thousand, no one has ever had the idea of playing these two swords.
Yun Panqing laughed and stuck out her tongue and said: "The answer is wrong. Master, I love me. This breeze is for me to protect myself."
Dong Qingqing looked at the waiter's look of being injured in surprise, and pointed at him with a tongue: You...you...
Yun Panqing pulled her hand down and let her sit down, and said with a smile: Sister, he is a lie.If he was so stupid that he rushed into a place that would inevitably be sealed, and the graves could be harvested now, so how could he practice this light skill?
The waiter's face was half red and half white, but hesitated and did not dare to step forward.
The big man in golden armor stepped forward and shouted: You are quite clever, let me come and meet you!
He is also one of the lords of Panlong Valley, ranked fourth, and is sworn brothers with the Silver Ring Snake who pretends to be a waiter. Although he is called Golden Ring, he is ranked below Silver Ring. The Silver Ring Snake is the third leader of Panlong Valley.
Because Bishe ranks second, she was sent to deal with Nie Yang and the others alone.
The name of Qingfeng Yanyu Tower is too frightening, and the two snakes of gold and silver will take action together.
The Silver Ring Snake recalled the sword just now, and felt a little scared in her heart. She reached out to hold the Golden Ring Snake and said: Wait,
Then he said to the four young men, come on.
The four young men walked over without hesitation with long ropes.
Yun Panqing still had a pure and innocent smile on his face. His eyes looked at the tea on the ground. The traces of the tea became much fainter, but he could still distinguish a line of water marks.
When the first young man stepped across that line, Yun Panqing slowly stretched out his hand and placed the scabbard on the table.
Arrangement!
The young man in the last line gave a loud order, and the three of them dispersed together, but the young man who stepped across the line did not move.
When everyone was confused, the young man who had not moved shook his body and fell forward to the ground.
The silver ring snake's pupils suddenly contracted. He actually saw Yun Panqing's sword lightly drawing a circle in front of him. The golden ring snake didn't see what was going on at all, and the young man had already fallen.
Although some of the reasons why they were blocked from sight, in the final analysis, Yun Panqing's sword was amazingly fast.
The three young men were stunned for a moment, but they didn't expect that there would be one companion missing. Their formation had not been practiced with three people, and they were stunned for a moment and didn't know what to do.
Before they could come back to their senses, the white shadows flashed in front of them, and the three of them felt a chill on their necks and their eyes turned black.
Yun Panqing stood beside the corpses of the four young men, drew a line on the ground with the ancient sword in his hand, and said with a smile: The tea is drying too fast, so just follow this new line. You three are really sorry.Whoever crosses this line will die.
Dong Qingqing looked at the four lively young men and turned into four dead bodies in a blink of an eye. The one who took action was Yun Panqing, who looked lively and cute, who wanted to touch her head, and she suddenly felt chills all over her body and almost vomited.
The face of the two gold and silver snakes changed. The silver ring snake took off her waiter's coat, exposed her silver scales, and said in a deep voice: Brother, it seems that we are going to fall into this girl's hands this time...
Humph, I don’t know who will win.
As the two said, they showed their weapons. The Golden Ring Snake threw the machete aside and took out a pair of golden rings. The Silver Ring Snake also took out a pair of silver rings. The sharp outer blade was faintly shining with black light.
Applying highly poisonous to this kind of weapon is obviously not very confident in your own hands, or you have already practiced the ability to inviolate all poisons.
The golden ring snake was in front and the silver ring snake was behind. The two of them slowly moved to the next line, holding double rings, but did not step past it, just staring at Yun Panqing's right hand holding the sword.
Let’s... let’s make a long-term plan.
The silver ring snake seemed a little scared and gently pulled the corner of the golden ring snake's clothes.
Neither of them had stepped on the line on the ground yet.
The golden ring snake turned its head slightly and said: I was scared by a little girl...
This sentence was not finished.
The moment he turned his head, Yun Panqing flew up, and the ancient sword in his hand flashed through the golden ring snake's throat.
The silver ring snake's eyes were wide open, and the two rings on its hands flew out. One hit Yun Panqing and the other hit Dong Qingqing. At the same time, the golden ring snake's corpse in front of him kicked it, and then went out and kicked the corpse over to stop the opponent.
Yun Panqing raised his long sword, and her double rings were cut into four pieces in the air. Then, the sword shot straight towards the silver ring snake in front of him like an arrow.
This is not the thirteenth stance of Qingfeng Yanyu Tower, it is just a simple sword without any changes.
But this sword penetrated the silver ring snake's chest.
Yun Panqing stabbed in with a sword and immediately stretched out her feet and kicked it out. Her feet were a little on the Silver Ring Snake. While the blood flowers in the sky spread out, her petite body had already flew back to her original place, leaving only the Silver Ring Snake's corpse flying out of the door.
You...you put them...
Dong Qingqing's face turned pale, and she was shaking and unable to sit steadily while holding the table.
Yun Panqing smiled brightly at the corpses, sat at the table and said leisurely: I just said you will die if you cross the line, but I didn't say you would be fine if you cross the line.Are all the people in the world today so cute?
The noble disciple of Qingfeng Yanyu Tower is indeed well-deserved.
A gentle male voice came from outside the door.
Yun Panqing chuckled and said, "No matter where, I am far from my senior sister. She is too lazy to talk to others, and she is much more sensitive than me."
The boss who had been hiding behind the counter had just now leaned out his head timidly, and then he was so scared that he hid back.
The man walked into the door was a man and a woman. The man was nearly middle-aged, with a slender figure and a pale face, and a very neat face. He was holding a light green flute in his hand and smiling faintly. The woman looked beautiful, she looked only in her early twenties, tall, breasts and buttocks, just like a ripe Yamanae full and juicy.
Judging from the intimate movements and expressions of the two, they looked like a couple.
The woman saw Yun Panqing and covered her mouth with her hands and said in surprise: Oh, just looking at Yin San'er's way of death, I really didn't expect that such a cute girl would be able to move her hands.
Yun Panqing smiled and said: That's what sister, you don't understand. My master taught me a long time ago that the little wild flowers I met in the wild look the more cute they look, the more they can't touch them.
The woman smiled and took off the slender leather sheath from her waist, pulled out a two-finger-wide sword, stretched out her fingers and bounced on the tip of the sword, and a clanging sound was extremely clear, little sister, how about we have a discussion?
Yun Panqing patted Dong Qingqing on the shoulder and said: Sister Dong, please sit down first, I will accompany that sister.
Although Dong Qingqing was so scared that he was still scattered, he still forced himself to say: Yun... Sister Yun, no... don't hurt anyone anymore.
Yun Panqing smiled and walked to the line drawn with a sword just now, with a sword across the chest, and said word by word: Those who cross the line die.
The woman's delicate eyes gradually became solemn, but her tender red lips still curled up with a smile. Little sister, we are all young, why are we going to die? My sister just wants to try whether the thirteenth posture of Qingfeng Yanyu Tower is still as powerful as Young Master Xie San back then.
Yun Panqing chuckled and said: It’s a pity that you die such a beautiful sister, so it’s better not to come here.
The man standing behind raised the flute and blew his eyes down. The flute sound was melodious and melodious, with a hot and strange rhythm, and began to echo in the house.
The woman swayed her soft waist slowly when she heard the music, twisting in place like a dancer in the pool of an official family, and her thin sword was bent into a beautiful curve with her fingers.
Yun Panqing kept staring at the woman's fingers fiddling with her sword, as if she was still moving like a stone sculpture.
She seemed to have never heard the melodious sound of the lingering flute.
Dong Qingqing, who was sitting behind, began to feel strange, but gradually began to unconsciously sway her waist with the sound of the flute. Her heart felt warm, as if there was a charming man who was blowing heat in her ears at this moment, saying some love words that made her blush.
The sound of the flute suddenly raised high, almost inaudible in the details, intermittently, like a woman who was so happy that she could not be herself after being sent to the top, she moaned beautifully in her throat. Dong Qingqing's throat moved, and she felt a tightening between her legs, and she almost panted.
The sound of the flute became more and more rapid. Dong Qingqing blocked her ears and did not dare to listen, but it was useless. She heard it directly and her breasts were trembling and her buds were swelling hard. A small piece of it was wet in her skirt without realizing it. She felt extremely uncomfortable and looked up at Yun Panqing, afraid that she would be weak by the sound of the flute like she was.
Yun Panqing was still as stable as Mount Tai, and even the tip of the sword did not tremble at all.
The woman opposite was dancing faster and faster. The water-blue half of the arm was decorated with amethyst pendant. At this moment, she swayed with the tassels on the hilt of the sword, shining brightly.
The thin sword bent between the woman's hands, changing in various shapes, making a sound like a piano.
With the sound of the sword in his hand, the woman's feet began to move, slowly approaching Yun Panqing.
At this moment, the sound of the flute turned again, like the rushing river water suddenly leaking into a wide waterway, which suddenly relaxed, just like the passion suddenly venting after it reached its peak, entering a long aftermath, which made the listeners feel nervous and couldn't help but feel the desire to close their eyes, with this soft and relaxed desire to fall asleep with the soft and relaxed cheeks.
And at this moment, the woman pulled her left hand and stabbed her like a poisonous snake with her right hand. Her relaxed and soft movements as if she had been dancing suddenly became murderous, as fast as thunder!
Yun Panqing kept watching quietly until this moment, the slightly narrowed crescent eyes suddenly opened and the Qingfeng ancient sword in his hand swung out.
The thin sword is agile, the ancient sword is thick, the thin sword is full of silver light, the ancient sword is clear and cold, and a blue shadow appears and disappears in the dazzling silver light of the person who is watching.
The sound of the flute became more melodious and the silver light became more and more chaotic. Gradually, Yun Panqing's petite body was almost wrapped in the sword shadows all over the sky.
When the silver light was soaring, the sound of the flute suddenly sounded loudly.
Dong Qingqing's ears roared, and his chest felt like he was punched, and his blood was surging.
Immediately afterwards, the sound of the flute sounded again and again, and three sounds passed and stopped abruptly!
The man lifted the flute backwards, with a slight look of surprise on his face, and took two steps forward.
As if worried about the woman's defeat.
Sure enough, the thin sword in the woman's hand was stirring up by Yun Panqing's sword edge, and the sword net expanded and expanded. Finally, an irreparable flaw appeared in the fine and interlaced sword light.
One flaw is enough.
At this moment, Yun Panqing's sword had already swung out, just like no matter how dense the rain curtain was, it would have lost its direction in the breeze. The woman only felt the thin sword in her hand sinking, and a gentle force penetrated straight along the sword body and the sword blade bounced to one side with a snap.
At the same time, Yun Panqing's sword had already blown over like a breeze.
The deadly breeze!
The man's expression changed, he rushed forward quickly, and the flute in his hand pointed to Yun Panqing's empty space.
Dingding ding ding slightly sounded over. After Yun Panqing returned to the line, he stood on his left palm in front of his chest, held the sword in his right hand and pointed at the ground diagonally. His face was still smiling innocently as if nothing had happened just now.
The woman's face was pale and a little surprised. The man held the back collar in his hand. It was obviously the man pulled him back at the critical moment.
On her towering chest, the light blue jacket slowly cracked a long hole. In the crack that was turned on, the middle cloth strap was cut, and a snow-white and tender skin was clearly visible in the gap.
The noble disciple of Qingfeng Yanyu Tower is indeed well-deserved.
The man spoke in a deep voice, but the same sentence brought a completely different feeling.
Yun Panqing sighed softly and said helplessly: I don’t like people like you. I have no sincerity to praise others. I even say what I just said again. Don’t you know the truth that saying things are more stinky than shit?
The woman looked at the hole in her chest. Although she did not hurt her skin, the skin of her breasts and breasts also looked embarrassed. She couldn't help but feel angry and said coquettishly: Mr.!I want to try again!
Good, Luo Mei, you are no match for her.
The man caressed the woman's cheek and gently pulled her behind her. And we just came to see these two girls, right? It's not worth it to be hurt for this.
The woman pursed her lips and glared at Yun Panqing fiercely. If we take action together, we will definitely kill her!
The man smiled slightly and said, "Idiot, if we were the only one here now, I had already taken action just now. Do you think I would be willing to let her hurt you?"
The woman was stunned. Before she could speak, there was a slight sound behind her. A middle-aged woman who looked over thirties came in from the door. She slowly put the umbrella in her hand aside, stood up straight, and looked at the man and woman quietly.
Yun Panqing did not recognize the new person. Although he heard the tone of the man and woman, he still looked alert in his chest.
She was taught very early, and trust was the most dangerous effort.
The man seemed a little regretful, shook his head gently, and said: Sun Juefan, I have told you many times, I don’t know where Xing Saiying is.You have been chasing us through the shadows for years, which has caused me a headache.
Sun Juefan found a chair nearest to the door and sat down. He gently twisted the corner of his skirt soaked in the rain, and said lightly: The cut head will not hurt anymore.
The man smiled and said: Do you Zhuying really think that our Flower Destroying Alliance dare not fight you? I know you are entangled for Xing Suiying. If you really want to fight to the death, don’t regret it in the future.
Sun Juefan shook his head and said calmly: We were all a long time ago, and I didn’t know what regret means.
The man snorted, took the hand of the woman beside him and said: Luomei, let's go.
The woman nodded obediently, and the two of them slowly walked past Sun Juefan step by step. Sun Juefan always twisted the corners of his skirt until they reached the door, and then said: Zhao Yudi, Wang Luomei, I know you want the Nine Songs of the Netherworld.
Zhao Yudi stopped and asked back: So what?
Sun Juefan smoothed the corner of his skirt, sat up straight, and said word by word: You might as well give it a try.
Zhao Yudi smiled and pulled Wang Luomei into the rain with great strides, leaving only one sentence.
OK, I will not let you down.
Hard breasts help: Chapter 13
(one)
The young man looked at the two of them and was shocked, knowing that once dodge or parry, the signal would definitely not be able to be emitted.
During a moment of hesitation, two Emei thorns stabbed into his body. A line of blood slowly flowed from his mouth, and the phone in his hand fell to the ground. He wanted to... use good signals... Communication service provider Ah...
(two)
Bah, this kind of life-threatening style of playing must be Dong Haoran's bastard. The bastards who went to the morning did not kill them completely, and they dared to say that they were all dead. When I go back, I won’t be able to sue the bastards, I…I am their grandson!
You don't have a chance to be their grandson.
Mu Yang walked out from behind the tree, holding a few flesh-colored strips in his hand, and they all had sons.
(three)
Yinhan's palm force almost smashed Mu Yang's chest. Before he could fly backwards, the scholar's right palm had already slapped him again. The sound of a slap and a slap and a slap and a slap sounded like the sound made by an old man when he was slapping a cart.
Damn, director, can you change the metaphor...
(Four)
The scribe said slowly: Unfortunately, I know you, and I have seen you many years ago, the little gorilla.
Chimpanzees?I don't remember going to the safari Ah...
The young student executed...I said, don't use the pinyin input method?
(five)
Nie Yang held his left palm and slapped the broken tree trunk to one side with a bang. The long sword did not stop and stepped onto Xing Saiying. This time, he no longer used one and a half-stage moves of the Nie family's sword technique. The Xunying Zhufeng Sword, full of murderous aura, took action with a suffocating chill.
The chill was really suffocating.
So Xing Saiying was suffocated to death...
[Hidden ending 1] Achieve.CG103 and CG104 are activated.
(six)
Yun Panqing still had a pure and innocent smile on his face. His eyes looked at the tea on the ground. The traces of the tea became much fainter, but he could still distinguish a line of water marks.
And when the first young man stepped across that line, Yun Panqing took action!
Feng Huáng Fantasy Magic Fist!
...I know that the two scenes are very similar, so you don’t have to complain with dialogue, right?
(seven)
The woman smiled and untied the slender leather sheath from her waist, pulled out a two-finger-wide sword, stretched out her fingers and bounced it on the tip of the sword. With a clanging sound, the sword broke into three or four pieces and fell to the ground...
...This sister, the Quality Inspection Bureau is at the north end of the street, so I will not give it to you.
Dong Shishi in the room was already a little confused and cursed in a vague manner that she didn't know what it was.
Her clothes were torn to pieces by her hands and feet, and her light honey-colored soft skin was caressed and played with by her six big hands, leaving red marks.
Her body became colder and colder, but inside her body became hotter and hotter. She felt like a hard stone was ramming around in her head, causing bursts of pain.
At the same time, the group of men were touched by their bodies, and their breasts were pinched and their lower body was scratched. There was a faint numbness and itch in the pain, but it was not divided at this moment.
The two men were still wearing water, but they just touched each other. The one who took off all his clothes and didn't want to wait any longer. He spitted and drooled in his hands, and hurriedly applied to Dong Shishi's lower body.
The thighs became cold, and the wet and sticky fingers touched the delicate vagina. She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth. Her only free left hand was pressed on the bed board by a man, unable to move, but her slender fingertips tightly grabbed the bed board. The rough board could clearly see that blood had oozed out of the crystal-clear fingertips.
At this time, a light sound suddenly came from outside the window, as if someone had touched something at the door.
The three men immediately jumped off the bed, and the naked one hurriedly picked up the fast leather shorts and put them on. The other two went to open the door and looked out first.
Outside the house, a solemn boy had just run to a nearby tree, took out a bag of oil paper from his arms, opened it and took out a fire fold, and then picked up something that looked like a small paper tube.
The three men have been thieves for nearly ten years, so naturally they know that it is the signal fireworks that most people in the martial arts world always have, and they are shocked.
The two men in neatly dressed looked at each other, took out the Emei Thorns on their waists, and rushed over fiercely.
The young man looked sideways and saw the two of them. The fire break in his hand had just ignited. Once he dodged or parried, the signal would definitely not be able to be emitted.
The two of them were just trying to force the boy to let go. After all, the fireworks were launched into the sky, and I don’t know what kind of guys they would attract. They only had three of them, and this place was a place where they met with Bishe and the others, so naturally they couldn’t take risks.
Unexpectedly, the young man watched the two short blades flashing with cold light, his expression remained unchanged, and he still lit the fireworks on his hand. While dragging the sharp whistle sparks soared into the sky from the branches and leaves, two cold Emei thorns pierced into his waist.
The boy's face was still calm, but the two attacking men froze at him in surprise.
When he was about to pull out the weapons in a flash, the young man actually held two Emei thorns tightly with one hand, twisted his body and slashed at a person's forehead, regardless of the long wounds that Emei thorns dragged out on his body!
Fortunately, the man next to him reacted quickly, kicked his companion away, rolled on the spot, rolling to the side.
The one wearing animal skin shorts had already taken out the weapons from the house. Seeing that his companions had lost their weapons, Emei thorns in his hand and flew to attack.
Although the young man was bleeding profusely on his waist, he still had agile steps. He stretched his feet and picked up the long sword on the ground. Instead, he attacked the cold sharp blades that the enemy stabbed him everywhere.
One inch shorter and one inch more dangerous, the Emei Thorn is only as long as the forearm. Exchange of a blow with the opponent's long sword will inevitably be a loss-making deal. In addition, the young man's life-lossing style made the man retreat step by step.
The man's hand was sealed horizontally and vertically. He was frightened by the boy's madness. His defense was a little panicked. His feet slipped and his right arm was cut by a long sword. The Emei Thorn suddenly fell into the mud on the ground. The boy took the sword and slashed it without hesitation.
The man was so scared that he was so scared that he rolled to the right. The sword was halfway through, and he lost his strength. He cut to the side of the two men and found that one of the remaining two quietly approached the boy's back. When the boy raised his sword and raised his elbow, the empty door opened wide on his waist. He took the opportunity to grab the two Emei thorns and pulled it out.
As the blood mist squirted away, the fierce young man finally fell to the ground.
The man with shorts in the animal skin gasped and cursed, saying: No wonder 30% of the people who went to sneak attack in the morning came back. Is it all this kind of life-deserving thing?
The man holding two Emei thorns was also panting. Don’t talk nonsense, maybe it wasn’t their group.
Bah, this kind of life-threatening style of playing must be Dong Haoran's bastard. The bastards who went to the morning did not kill them completely, and they dared to say that they were all dead. When I go back, I won’t be able to sue the bastards, I…I am their grandson!
The three of them were shocked and said, "Let's take this girl away quickly, someone will arrive soon."
But the snake hasn't come yet...
The man slapped the speaker on the back of his head: Pig brain!The leader not only said that he would wait here for a day no matter which side he succeeded, but returned after the meeting.He also said that if there is a death, the rest of the people will ignore it.Now that the Bishe has not come back, it is probably because he has gone to see the King of Hell. We will leave now. At worst, we can go to the meeting point of another group of people to hide for a day.
It makes sense.But that girl...
It was a bit regretful to touch his animal skin shorts alone.
Go fuck you!Want to die or to a woman?
Of course, life is deadly.
As the three of them said, they got up and wanted to go back into the room, but with the angry voices that could not be suppressed, Mu Yang and the other two boys had arrived from different directions. No one of you can leave, they will leave their lives for me!
The young man dying in the dyed mud and water struggled and said: Mu...Brother Mu, everyone... are inside...
Mu Yang glanced at the boy. His face, which was usually laughing, became angry and distorted. He turned to the three people and stretched out his hand and said: Say it!Who are you?
When Mu Yang rushed to the gathering place of their accomplices, he found that only the bodies were left there.
Except for the three teenagers who were secretly whistling in the town, everyone who came to meet with him this time to attack Wei Rihuishi Liu Yang San'er and the other three died completely.
There was a fierce battle at the scene, but no stranger's body was left behind. Even the oriole behind the mantis was completely unknown.
On the way to Nie Rongchun, he saw Miss Dong Er who was captured in the river. Although Dong Haoran gave the order to kill the three people at all costs, Mu Yang hesitated and chose to come and save the people.
After the mark left by Dong Shishi on the road was broken, the four people searched everywhere, and as soon as they saw the signal, they rushed to meet.
Mu Yang's anger finally couldn't help but see the young man who sacrificed his life on the ground sending a signal. Although the other two boys had a blank expression, their eyes were full of resentment. The three boys glanced at each other and attacked with swords.
The three men were not good at land kung fu. In an instant, they were killed at the door of the house, leaving only the man in animal skin shorts kneeling on the ground with Mu Yang's sword pointing to his throat.
explain!Who are you?What are you doing?
The man trembled and said: I...I am the brother of Hunjiang Yanluo, a subordinate of the Dehua League, I...my elder brother will never let you go in the future!You...AhAh!
Mu Yang watched his peeled ear fall into the mud on the ground, moved the tip of the sword down, pointed at the man's crotch, and said, "What are you doing?"Your Flower Destroying Alliance also likes the Nine Songs of the Netherworld?
That man wanted to be stubborn, so he said, "I definitely won't...
I have not said the three words to tell you, but the sword was sent, and it was inserted into his crotch. He screamed, and the blood mixed with yellow urine in his crotch immediately dyed his thighs red.
You guys look outside and I'll go to save the lady.
Mu Yang no longer cared about the dying man who was twitching on the ground and strode into the wooden house.
Dong Shishi was nearly half unconscious at this time, lying naked on the wooden bed, still clenching the bed board with her left hand.
Mu Yang was stunned at first, and then swallowed unconsciously.
At this time, Dong Shishi's body was filled with red tides, and the uncovered legs and buttocks were covered with red handprints. There seemed to be water light in the shy area that could be seen. Her naked and beautiful body trembled slightly unconsciously, almost making Mu Yang stunned.
He shook his head, took off his coat and walked over, wrung the rain water, and covered Dong Shishi's waist and hips first.
Dong Shishi was icy in a cold clothes, woke up slightly, and asked weakly: Who... who...
Before Mu Yang could answer, he heard Dong Shishi continue to say: Is it... it's Xiao Yangzi... I... I feel so uncomfortable.Why did you come...
Mu Yang's hand froze, but he still leaned over and found a few pieces of broken clothes that were still intact, and put them on her. He was about to speak when he heard a scream outside the door, his face changed and he rushed towards the door with his sword.
One of the two boys guarding outside the door had fallen down at this moment. There was no wound on their body, but blood kept gushing out of their mouths and black air on their faces.
Another young man was fighting with a middle-aged scholar. To be precise, he was desperately wielding his sword to protect his vitals.
The scholar looked quite young, and looked only in his early thirties. He was not strong, but his martial arts skills looked very high.
The scholar had a white face and a square scarf wrapped around his head. If it weren't for the strange steps that were rushing to a sword-holding boy who was forcing him to be busy with his strange steps, he wouldn't have seen that he was a martial arts practitioner.
Mu Yang looked at it and knew that his companionship skills were too far away from the scholar. He waved his long sword and was about to attack him, he saw that the scholar's feet were not moving, his body slid half a step, and he happened to enter a fleeting empty door behind the boy's left hand. He gently and fluttered and looked weak and weak, and printed under the boy's shoulders.
The young man was beaten to the ground and rolled nearly half a foot after being hit. He spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned blue and struggling: Brother Mu... Go quickly!
After saying that, he forced himself to hold on and rushed over to hug the scribe's body with all his strength.
The scholar smiled slightly, reached out and pushed his long clothes away, kicked it out, hitting the young man's chest. The young man put his arms around and wanted to hug his legs, but his legs had been retracted. The young man was kicked back to Mu Yang in disbelief, his sternum was broken, his limbs were twitched for a while, and then he stopped moving again.
Xia Laosan is useless. He has only raised you waste for so many years.The food was wasted in vain.
The scholar reached out to explore the rain curtain, unwilling to walk into the rain, standing under the tree like a tree, looking at the rain marks on his body, and said with a smile, "If you are not here to die, wouldn't you still have to go out with these annoying rain?"
Mu Yang knew that he had met a strong enemy, but the training he received since childhood made him not afraid at all. Instead, he was excited and decided to fight his life to cause heavy damage to the other party, which at least gave Miss Dong Er a little chance of escaping.
Knowing that the opponent's palm skills were powerful, Mu Yang chose to attack when he attacked. His sword was the fastest among all the dead soldiers. Even the man in black who trained them was very impressed by him.
His body movements were very fast and his sword was accurate, but before his feet could step into the shade of the tree, he knew that his life had come to an end.
He originally planned to take the other party's palm, and then sneak attack the other party's palm with the dagger hidden around his waist, under the cover of the long sword.
But he didn't expect that the other party's palms would be closed and his sword was clamped in his palm. He saw that the tip of the sword was only about an inch away from the other party's chest, and he tried his best to urge the force but could no longer move forward.
He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and held the hilt of the sword with both hands, shouted and pushed forward!
At this time, the scholar let go of his hand, his shoulders slightly shook and his feet almost moved away from the distance. The sword that could not be held straight into his armpits, and he tightened his arms and clamped them.
Mu Yang immediately gave up his hands and slashed at the opponent's chest with his palms. The scholar's right hand was erected into a palm knife, and he quickly slashed his left arm. He felt a wave of feminine internal force dissipating from the place where he was hit, and the coldness hit his body, making his body stiff and numb in a blink of an eye.
The scribe said leisurely: I don’t like waste. Only when a waste dies can I not feel annoyed. Let’s go!
The last two words were out, and the right palm had already slapped Mu Yang's chest.
Yin Han's palm power almost shattered Mu Yang's chest. Before he could fly backwards, the scholar's right palm had already slapped again. After a while, Mu Yang was hit in front of him, he was hit eight or nine palms in his chest.
When Mu Yang fell to the ground, he could no longer feel anything.
The scribe took out a handkerchief, gently wiped his hand, and smiled: What?The young student sent three wastes for you, and you didn’t say thank you?
You also said that it was a waste, so why should I thank you?
The cold sound passed, and a boy appeared among the sparse trees intertwined with raindrops.
That was Nie Yang. His delicate face was unprecedentedly cold. He slowly approached and asked slowly, "Are you Zhao Yudi?"
The scholar shook his head and smiled and said: You have been here for a while. If the young actor was Zhao Yudi, wouldn’t he save those three subordinates?
Nie Yang sneered and shook his head, "If you were Zhao Yudi, it would be normal for you to not save those three subordinates."
The scholar said leisurely: The young student doesn’t like to reverse other people’s ideas, but... your surname should be Nie, right?
Nie Yang narrowed his eyes and did not answer.
If your surname is Nie, if your young actor is Zhao Yudi, then you and I can say that they are not acquainted, right?
so?
The scribe said slowly: Unfortunately, Xiaosheng knows you, and he has seen you many years ago. Xiaosheng’s surname is Xing.
Nie Yang's pupils tightened, and his hands were clenched unconsciously. Xing Shuying?
The scholar smiled and nodded and said: Yes, young master is the one you have been looking for for a long time, Xing Saiying.
Nie Yang slowly relaxed his hands with tight clenched hands and laughed: Are you Xing Saiying?
Xing Saiying smiled and said: Yes, I’m here today to see you.Du Yuanran is indeed a talented person who can teach you so well.
Nie Yang slowly approached him and said with a smile: Unfortunately, this is not a good thing for you.
Xing Suiying smiled and said: It is difficult to tell whether things in this world are good or bad.
I don't know anything else.
Nie Yang drew out the long sword from his waist and said lightly, "I only know that the one who is called Xing Saiying is about to die."
Xing Saiying lifted up her robe and pinned her feet against her waist, stretched her right hand flat, and smiled again and said: You might as well give it a try.
good!
With the words "good" in Nie Yang's three-foot green breeze was already like a rainbow that broke through the sky, and he grabbed Xing Zaiying's throat.
Xing Suiying stepped on her left foot, leaned back, and stabbed her right fingers out, pointing to Nie Yang's wrist.
Both of them were not old enough to use their tricks. Nie Yang circled the tip of his sword and slashed at Xing Shuying's arm, forcing him to sway his elbow and slapped Nie Yang's chest with a palm.
Nie Yang learned from Du Yuanran's Xunying Zhufeng Sword, which was known for his speed, and Nie Qingyi taught him the Nie family's sword technique, which was also used to attack instead of defense. At this moment, he used his full strength, and the tip of the sword in his hand seemed to turn into more than ten silver lights. Every silver light could be seen as a cold sword light spitting out from the tip.
Before Xing Shuying could spit out his palm power, he was forced back by the sword light.
The Nie family's sword technique actually exerted such power in your hands. The ancestors of the Nie family really don't know what they were going to think.
Xing Suiying still had time to speak. While speaking, his feet were sophisticated and quick, but he still avoided several killer moves and had two more counterattacks.
Nie Yang didn't answer, and his moves gradually became the main one of the Shadow Wolf. He wanted to use the Nie family's sword technique to kill Xing Saiying, but this man's martial arts skills were too high. The Nie family's sword technique was too rigid and complicated. At that moment, the long sword was tilted up and a clear roar, using the unique moves of the Nie family's sword technique. Fu Sheng Ruochen, which was already dazzling, scattered and scattered, scattered and spread out in an irregular manner.
Since the Nie family created this sword technique until Nie Qingyuan's generation, only two people used this move.
Nie Yang is the third one.
Xing Suiying had no way to dodge, and there were sword shadows everywhere in front, back, left and right, and each could turn into a death-demanding talisman.
His eyes widened, and his feet were not moving, but his body began to float backwards. Nie Yang followed like a shadow, and the sword light came with his bones.
Seeing that Xing Saiying had nowhere to retreat, Nie Yang's move was at the end of his strength and was about to grow old. At this time, Xing Saiying shouted loudly, bent down and rushed back, and with a snap, the big tree broke in the waist, and the thick trunk pressed towards Nie Yang.
Nie Yang held his left palm and slapped the broken tree trunk to one side with a bang. The long sword did not stop and stepped onto Xing Saiying. This time, he no longer used one and a half-stage moves of the Nie family's sword technique. The Xunying Zhufeng Sword, full of murderous aura, took action with a suffocating chill.
Xing Saiying's expression was still leisurely, and her pair of fleshy palms slapped and slashed in front of her, blocking the sword energy that was as fast as a meteor and as lightning, without showing any sign of fatigue.
As the move was approaching, Nie Yang's sword became slower and slower. The Yin-cold palm power activated by Xing Saiying seemed to be mixed with broken ice water, making him stagnant in the sword. One sword was as heavy as a sword, making him unconsciously activate more force. After a hundred moves, he felt a little sweat on his forehead.
After reaching the end of the fight, Nie Yang gradually put away the undepressed hatred just now, and began to cautiously gradually withdraw his sword energy, carefully observe Xing Saiying's palm moves, and at the same time, he used his internal strength to wander around his body to resist the cold air.
Xing Suiying's pressure was lighter, but she did not take the opportunity to attack. Her palms were still just defense, and she occasionally used the power of the sky-slashing palm to force Nie Yang to retreat, who had found the flaw.
As the speed of the sword dropped, Nie Yang also felt the pressure on his hand disappeared immediately. He knew that the other party had indeed used silk-wrapped techniques just now, and he no longer attacked. The long sword in his hand was just trying to snatch some virtual moves.
If outsiders saw it at this moment, they could only see that the two of them were several steps apart, one kept stroking with his sword, and the other was guarding his palms in front of him, and he slashed out from time to time, without any feeling of a master fighting.
But after looking closely, the clothes on the two of them were as dry as in the house. There were occasionally remaining dead leaves falling from the rain, and they had not yet fallen between them. They were as if they were torn apart by invisible hands and instantly turned into subtle fragments and floated away.
Gradually, white air rose on both of them, which was particularly conspicuous in the rain.
But the distance between the two was one step further.
Nie Yang knew that even if Xing Suiying was defeated, he could escape without any help. He would not be able to take his life today. He felt angry, but his face was still as calm as usual and his sword moves were not at all.
The Netherworld Palm is also considered an upper-level skill in the Netherworld Nine Songs. In addition, Xing Saiying has been hiding for so many years, and his skills have improved a lot.
Nie Yang felt the pressure was getting stronger and stronger. Only by slowing down the sword speed again could he feel smooth. At this point, his Xunying Zhufeng Sword was only a little faster than Mu Yang's sword technique just now.
If it weren't for the sharp sword light like a snake letter on the sword, Xing Suiying would have been completely unthreatened.
He didn't expect Xing Saiying to make great progress in his martial arts. He just didn't expect Xing Saiying to suddenly appear at this moment and at this place without any warning.
Such a surprise attack made him feel a little panicked, and he rushed all the way and the blood was surging, and he was in a hurry to fight. At least his strength, which was comparable to Xing Suiying, has now been discounted and gradually fell at a disadvantage.
Xing Suiying's smile gradually faded away, from defending to offense, and began to slap out continuously with one palm, and at the same time, slowly stepped forward, and a stream of Yin power directly hit Nie Yang's long sword in his hand.
Bang!
With a crisp sound, the ordinary long sword in Nie Yang's hand finally couldn't stand the collision and stirring of the two internal forces and broke into four pieces.
Nie Yang pushed with the momentum, and the four-cut sword shot over, piercing Xing Shuying, who was pressing the palm of his hand, returned to his palm.
He took this opportunity to make a mistake in his feet, and spread his wolf shadow's magical stracing technique to approach the past.
Xing Suiying did not hesitate, pushed his right palm flat, and went straight into the central palace with the strong Yin and Cold internal force.
Nie Yang's eyes glared slightly and he met with a palm.
With a muffled sound from Peng, Nie Yang shook all over and took two steps back, but Xing Shuying flew back lightly and kicked on the trunk of the tree, and he turned around and stood on the wooden house.
Both of them put away their skills and adjusted their breathing secretly. The rain that had been separated by them once again wet their clothes and hair. The two of them had their same cold eyes through the thin rain curtains and collided with each other in tit-for-tat way.
The young student knows that the Nine Songs of the Netherworld are your bait.
Xing Saiying gently exhaled a breath of turbid air and said slowly, Xiaosheng is just here to tell you that although Xiaosheng is not very interested in that thing, he plans to play with you.You go to protect the dartboard, and the little son comes to rob the dartboard.If you win, the young actor will fulfill your wish to take revenge. If the young actor succeeds, you will agree to the young actor to do something.
Nie Yang's chest was still a little blocked, so he pressed his pressure and said: Why should I bet with you?
Xing Saiying smiled and said: Xiaosheng cherishes his life. If you don’t bet with me, then the Nine Songs of the Netherworld will be sent anywhere, and Zhao Yudi and Li Xiao will fight each other anyway. Xiaosheng will never appear again.
Nie Yang narrowed his eyes, stood up straight, looked up at Xing Saiying on the roof, and said coldly: Okay, if I can't kill you, it's useless to keep this life, just take it away.
Xing Saiying smiled and said: What does Xiaosheng want your life to do? You can neither eat nor use it.but……
But what?
Xing Suiying said lightly: But this matter involves a lot. If Xiaosheng brings some people in, don’t blame Xiaosheng for hurting the innocent.
Nie Yang snorted: Similarly, my affairs with you have nothing to do with Xia Hao and Liu Qiu, and their debts must be paid.
Xing Saiying laughed ambiguously, looked at the wooden house under his feet, and said: Liu Laosi is a bachelor, she has been playing with a woman for half her life, and she doesn't even have a seed. It seems that Xia Laosan's debt is easier to pay back.I just don’t know if this watery girl is enough to satisfy you.
Nie Yang did not understand the meaning of his words and did not answer, but his eyes did not leave Xing Suiying for a moment. Although the two made a bet, as long as Xing Suiying was negligent at this moment, he would still kill him without hesitation.
Anyway, Xia Laosan and the others have nothing to do with me.The young actor just reminds you that if you want to come to collect debts, there will be ready-made debt repayment items in the house, and you are a man of great age, so you should understand.
Xing Suiying smiled ambiguously, and suddenly she flipped back and fell behind the wooden house.
Nie Yang immediately pulled up and rushed straight to the roof like a meteor rushing towards the moon. When he slid down the eaves, he could no longer see Xing Suiying's traces.
He slashed at the wooden house beside him with a palm, and the thick logs were slapped into a crack, and the whole house shook.
He actually made Xing Suiying appear swayingly and leave swayingly.
However, why did Xing Saiying leave like this?
Nie Yang thought in confusion that he could not exert all his strength just now, and he was far from his best state, both mentally and physically. If Xing Saiying wanted to kill him to prevent future troubles, this would be the best opportunity. He did choose the right time to appear, but after such a fierce battle, he actually left.
What kind of conspiracy is there?
Nie Yang was puzzled and stood there for a while. Hearing the faint moans and gasping in the house, he realized that Dong Shishi was still inside the house.
When she walked into the house, the hidden spot on Dong Shishi's body basically slid to one side under her twist, leaving Mu Yang's coat still covering her ass.
Seeing that Dong Shishi's face was wrong, Nie Yang went over and touched her hands, and her tentacles were hot.
Little...Little Yangzi...Don't leave me...Save, save me...
Feeling the warm warm palm temperature of his hand, Dong Shishi struggled to open her mouth, but her eyes could only open a gap.
Nie Yang pulled the hemp ropes hard and hugged Dong Shishi. Seeing that the slender fingertips of her left hand were covered with blood, and were thorny with tiny wooden thorns, which looked bloody and bloody, and frowned slightly.
I...is very cold.Very... cold...
After being carried into Nie Yang's arms, Dong Shishi kept shaking, her lips no longer had any blood, and she was scaryly pale.
Nie Yang looked up at the rain outside, frowned and took off his coat, and together with Mu Yang's piece, she covered her breasts and groin first, spread out the thin blanket piled up at the corner of the bed, and placed her carefully on it.
After searching in the wooden house for a while, all I could use was a fire break and two towels.
Nie Yang hesitated for a moment, went to the corner of the house to peel off the clothes of the dead hunter, then threw some firewood into the brazier, lit the fire, and placed it beside the bed.
When he accompanied his sister to the Nangong family to seek medical treatment from Hua Muzhen, Nie Yang also learned some medical skills. At this moment, he took Dong Shishi's pulse and found that it was just because he was too frightened and had a cold body. It was because Dong Shishi's body was weak and her congenital roots and bones were weak, which made her look so serious.
Nie Yang did not intend to avoid suspicion or anything. He felt that Dong Shishi's wrist was covered in sweat. After looking at it, he looked at it and picked up the blood-stained piece from the Hunter's clothes, tore off the bloody part, and wiped it for her.
At this time, Dong Shishi could no longer be attacked by cold and cold, so Nie Yang wiped it very seriously, from the gaps between his fingers and toes, to the private armpits and legs, to the round breasts of his towering hands, they were all wiped cleanly.
Then he took the rest of the hunter's clothes and covered her.
Dong Shishi didn't resist and struggle, but just let out a low hum like a dreamy murmur in her mouth, and her cheeks became a little rosy again.
A thin strip of cloth was torn off from the hunter's middle clothes. Nie Yang held Dong Shishi's left hand, pulled the strip into several pieces, poured out some golden sores, picked out the wooden thorns in his fingertips, and bandaged her.
I don’t know if it’s because of the pain of the ten fingers connecting the heart or the warmth of the body, Dong Shishi moaned softly and opened her eyes. Xiao Yangzi... Is it really you...
Nie Yang did not look back, but focused on picking out the thorns on her fingers for her, and then wrapped them up and tied them up.
Dong Shishi was very weak, and her eyes closed again immediately, but her tight body, which had been trembling slightly, suddenly relaxed.
When the bandage stopped, Dong Shishi was already asleep and had no movements.
Nie Yang looked at her coldly, and the clothes covered with scattered clothes could still be seen. He shook his head gently, as if he wanted to get rid of some unrealistic ideas, and got up and walked to the door.
The rain outside the door finally showed signs of stopping. The blood of the corpse lying on the ground was merged with the rainwater and flowed into the land along the muddy ground, regardless of each other.
Nie Yang sighed softly, with a little dissatisfaction with him in his eyes. He said something softly, then closed his eyes, leaned against the door frame, and quietly sniffed the humid air with bloody smell.
Dong Qingqing didn't know what her sister had encountered. She sat nervously beside Yun Panqing, really not daring to leave. Even when Yun Panqing went to the thatched cottage, she went with a blushing face.
Let Yun Panqing squat there and look at her embarrassedly and said: Sister, you look at me like this... I can't get out...
The two of them waited for a long time, and the rain became much lighter, and there were more and more people on the street, but none of them came back.
Dong Qingqing became more and more worried and kept looking at the door. Until some people dressed in strange clothes gradually appeared outside the door, she shrank back to the table with some fear and approached Yun Panqing and did not dare to move.
It’s not that Dong Qingqing became so alert, but that anyone who came outside the door would retreat when they saw it.
Even the waiter who was jealous of money didn't dare to go to the door to greet these people.
The leader was a burly man, holding a long-handled machete in his hand, and the golden scales on his body were covered with water droplets, looking shiny.
Behind him were four young men holding long ropes, wearing straw hats, looking dull.
These people stood at the entrance of the inn, looking at Dong Qingqing beside the table inside without any hesitation.
The big man stretched out his hand and said loudly: It's her, you guys come on.
The young men holding long ropes quickly walked to the door. The waiter went over to greet him tremblingly, and he didn't have time to put down the kettle in his hand.
Dong Qingqing was shocked and stood up to call the waiter, but Yun Panqing grabbed her arm. She whispered: Sister, sit down and look at her for a while.
When Dong Qingqing sat back on his seat in confusion, the young man who was walking in front had already walked not far in front of the waiter and reached out to push him.
This push didn't look fast, but it was very powerful. For the waiter who knew how to do martial arts, it was almost a damaging move.
The waiter happened to stagger, his thin body tilted forward, and the big kettle in his hand flew out.
Unexpectedly, the young man was prepared for a long rope in his hand and pulled open the kettle, swung it down to the waiter who was upside down.
The waiter became extremely flexible at this moment, and he got into the four young people like a monkey.
At this time, the big man in golden armor shouted loudly and took his life!
The long knife in his hand thundered thunderously towards the waiter.
The four young men had a tacit understanding of each other and closed the route that the little one could escape from.
They... are they here to kill that waiter?
Dong Qingqing was shocked and speechless, even speaking was unsuccessful.
Yun Panqing shook her head and said: I don’t know this. I only know that the waiter’s skill is not bad, and the real waiter’s bag appeared at noon.We don't have to worry about him.
The fake waiter was indeed agile and shrank. When the blade was cut off, he passed through the two ropes between the two young men as if he was blown away by the sword wind.
But the four young men cooperated more tacitly. On the other side, the two of them immediately threw the long rope out, and rolled the fake waiter's feet, which were still in the air like a long whip. The remaining two men flew out with a long rope in their hands, trapping his hands. The four young men shouted in unison and pulled him up and stood up in the air.
The golden-armored man slashed the ground with one sword, and the stones that were slashed were flying everywhere. However, the sword did not hold it up, but used the blade as the support of the huge body to fly up and kicked forward.
The fake waiter was pulled up by four young men and hit him in the chest.
Dong Qingqing screamed in surprise, watching the waiter fly to his desk, and the blood spurted out of his mouth drew a red arc. He was scared but couldn't help but want to step forward to care about the person's life or death.
As soon as he got up, before he could protrude his head, he felt his wrist tightening and had been pulled behind by Yun Panqing.
Sister Yun... this person... is almost dying.Let's save him.
Yun Panqing seemed to have not heard it. Looking at the waiter who was lying on the ground and twitching constantly, suddenly a cup of tea was poured out, and a trace of water was poured in front of the table, and said sweetly: This tea is so bitter, I don’t want to drink it anymore.
Girl... save me...
The waiter struggled to crawl towards this side.
Yun Panqing smiled innocently, but his eyes were not as smiled at all. He said to the group of people outside: If anyone of you passes this cup of tea, I don’t guarantee what will happen.
The waiter coughed twice, covered his chest and reached forward and said: Girl... Help me...
A silver light flashed, and a silver dart with a finger-length length of willow leaves was nailed to the little second hand. The dart blade was tightly pressed against the little second hand, nailing it to the line splashed out by the tea.
Yun Panqing looked at him with a smile and said: You are no exception.
Dong Qingqing opened her eyes sadly and said softly: Sister Yun, how can you bear it if you don’t save me so much?
The waiter vomited a mouthful of blood at the right time and started coughing loudly.
Yun Panqing stood up with a smile and picked up the ancient long sword on the table: Sister, you are kind, okay, I'll save him.Look at him who coughs and vomits blood, I'll help him cure it.
Before he finished speaking, he stretched out his right hand and passed like a dragon roar. The ancient sword, which was as cold as autumn water and as cold as autumn wind, was already in his hand, and he stabbed the waiter on the ground with a sword.
The fake little girl suddenly pushed her palms on the ground, and her thin monkey-like body turned back three times, landing steadily beside the five people there, wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth, and then lowered her head to see that her clothes were stabbed by the tip of the sword, leaving a little blood on her belly, and she was shocked: The soul of the mist and rain broke through the clear wind and cold, I wonder which hand is in the girl’s hand?
Yun Panqing looked at his sword with big eyes like crescent moons and smiled: My master is Xie Yanyu, what do you think?
Is it mist and rain?
The two owners of Qingfeng Yanyu Tower, Xie Qingfeng, each has a paired sword. They are both rare famous swords in the world after the names of the two.
These two people are invincible, so even if everyone knows that these two swords are one of the treasures in a thousand, no one has ever had the idea of playing these two swords.
Yun Panqing laughed and stuck out her tongue and said: "The answer is wrong. Master, I love me. This breeze is for me to protect myself."
Dong Qingqing looked at the waiter's look of being injured in surprise, and pointed at him with a tongue: You...you...
Yun Panqing pulled her hand down and let her sit down, and said with a smile: Sister, he is a lie.If he was so stupid that he rushed into a place that would inevitably be sealed, and the graves could be harvested now, so how could he practice this light skill?
The waiter's face was half red and half white, but hesitated and did not dare to step forward.
The big man in golden armor stepped forward and shouted: You are quite clever, let me come and meet you!
He is also one of the lords of Panlong Valley, ranked fourth, and is sworn brothers with the Silver Ring Snake who pretends to be a waiter. Although he is called Golden Ring, he is ranked below Silver Ring. The Silver Ring Snake is the third leader of Panlong Valley.
Because Bishe ranks second, she was sent to deal with Nie Yang and the others alone.
The name of Qingfeng Yanyu Tower is too frightening, and the two snakes of gold and silver will take action together.
The Silver Ring Snake recalled the sword just now, and felt a little scared in her heart. She reached out to hold the Golden Ring Snake and said: Wait,
Then he said to the four young men, come on.
The four young men walked over without hesitation with long ropes.
Yun Panqing still had a pure and innocent smile on his face. His eyes looked at the tea on the ground. The traces of the tea became much fainter, but he could still distinguish a line of water marks.
When the first young man stepped across that line, Yun Panqing slowly stretched out his hand and placed the scabbard on the table.
Arrangement!
The young man in the last line gave a loud order, and the three of them dispersed together, but the young man who stepped across the line did not move.
When everyone was confused, the young man who had not moved shook his body and fell forward to the ground.
The silver ring snake's pupils suddenly contracted. He actually saw Yun Panqing's sword lightly drawing a circle in front of him. The golden ring snake didn't see what was going on at all, and the young man had already fallen.
Although some of the reasons why they were blocked from sight, in the final analysis, Yun Panqing's sword was amazingly fast.
The three young men were stunned for a moment, but they didn't expect that there would be one companion missing. Their formation had not been practiced with three people, and they were stunned for a moment and didn't know what to do.
Before they could come back to their senses, the white shadows flashed in front of them, and the three of them felt a chill on their necks and their eyes turned black.
Yun Panqing stood beside the corpses of the four young men, drew a line on the ground with the ancient sword in his hand, and said with a smile: The tea is drying too fast, so just follow this new line. You three are really sorry.Whoever crosses this line will die.
Dong Qingqing looked at the four lively young men and turned into four dead bodies in a blink of an eye. The one who took action was Yun Panqing, who looked lively and cute, who wanted to touch her head, and she suddenly felt chills all over her body and almost vomited.
The face of the two gold and silver snakes changed. The silver ring snake took off her waiter's coat, exposed her silver scales, and said in a deep voice: Brother, it seems that we are going to fall into this girl's hands this time...
Humph, I don’t know who will win.
As the two said, they showed their weapons. The Golden Ring Snake threw the machete aside and took out a pair of golden rings. The Silver Ring Snake also took out a pair of silver rings. The sharp outer blade was faintly shining with black light.
Applying highly poisonous to this kind of weapon is obviously not very confident in your own hands, or you have already practiced the ability to inviolate all poisons.
The golden ring snake was in front and the silver ring snake was behind. The two of them slowly moved to the next line, holding double rings, but did not step past it, just staring at Yun Panqing's right hand holding the sword.
Let’s... let’s make a long-term plan.
The silver ring snake seemed a little scared and gently pulled the corner of the golden ring snake's clothes.
Neither of them had stepped on the line on the ground yet.
The golden ring snake turned its head slightly and said: I was scared by a little girl...
This sentence was not finished.
The moment he turned his head, Yun Panqing flew up, and the ancient sword in his hand flashed through the golden ring snake's throat.
The silver ring snake's eyes were wide open, and the two rings on its hands flew out. One hit Yun Panqing and the other hit Dong Qingqing. At the same time, the golden ring snake's corpse in front of him kicked it, and then went out and kicked the corpse over to stop the opponent.
Yun Panqing raised his long sword, and her double rings were cut into four pieces in the air. Then, the sword shot straight towards the silver ring snake in front of him like an arrow.
This is not the thirteenth stance of Qingfeng Yanyu Tower, it is just a simple sword without any changes.
But this sword penetrated the silver ring snake's chest.
Yun Panqing stabbed in with a sword and immediately stretched out her feet and kicked it out. Her feet were a little on the Silver Ring Snake. While the blood flowers in the sky spread out, her petite body had already flew back to her original place, leaving only the Silver Ring Snake's corpse flying out of the door.
You...you put them...
Dong Qingqing's face turned pale, and she was shaking and unable to sit steadily while holding the table.
Yun Panqing smiled brightly at the corpses, sat at the table and said leisurely: I just said you will die if you cross the line, but I didn't say you would be fine if you cross the line.Are all the people in the world today so cute?
The noble disciple of Qingfeng Yanyu Tower is indeed well-deserved.
A gentle male voice came from outside the door.
Yun Panqing chuckled and said, "No matter where, I am far from my senior sister. She is too lazy to talk to others, and she is much more sensitive than me."
The boss who had been hiding behind the counter had just now leaned out his head timidly, and then he was so scared that he hid back.
The man walked into the door was a man and a woman. The man was nearly middle-aged, with a slender figure and a pale face, and a very neat face. He was holding a light green flute in his hand and smiling faintly. The woman looked beautiful, she looked only in her early twenties, tall, breasts and buttocks, just like a ripe Yamanae full and juicy.
Judging from the intimate movements and expressions of the two, they looked like a couple.
The woman saw Yun Panqing and covered her mouth with her hands and said in surprise: Oh, just looking at Yin San'er's way of death, I really didn't expect that such a cute girl would be able to move her hands.
Yun Panqing smiled and said: That's what sister, you don't understand. My master taught me a long time ago that the little wild flowers I met in the wild look the more cute they look, the more they can't touch them.
The woman smiled and took off the slender leather sheath from her waist, pulled out a two-finger-wide sword, stretched out her fingers and bounced on the tip of the sword, and a clanging sound was extremely clear, little sister, how about we have a discussion?
Yun Panqing patted Dong Qingqing on the shoulder and said: Sister Dong, please sit down first, I will accompany that sister.
Although Dong Qingqing was so scared that he was still scattered, he still forced himself to say: Yun... Sister Yun, no... don't hurt anyone anymore.
Yun Panqing smiled and walked to the line drawn with a sword just now, with a sword across the chest, and said word by word: Those who cross the line die.
The woman's delicate eyes gradually became solemn, but her tender red lips still curled up with a smile. Little sister, we are all young, why are we going to die? My sister just wants to try whether the thirteenth posture of Qingfeng Yanyu Tower is still as powerful as Young Master Xie San back then.
Yun Panqing chuckled and said: It’s a pity that you die such a beautiful sister, so it’s better not to come here.
The man standing behind raised the flute and blew his eyes down. The flute sound was melodious and melodious, with a hot and strange rhythm, and began to echo in the house.
The woman swayed her soft waist slowly when she heard the music, twisting in place like a dancer in the pool of an official family, and her thin sword was bent into a beautiful curve with her fingers.
Yun Panqing kept staring at the woman's fingers fiddling with her sword, as if she was still moving like a stone sculpture.
She seemed to have never heard the melodious sound of the lingering flute.
Dong Qingqing, who was sitting behind, began to feel strange, but gradually began to unconsciously sway her waist with the sound of the flute. Her heart felt warm, as if there was a charming man who was blowing heat in her ears at this moment, saying some love words that made her blush.
The sound of the flute suddenly raised high, almost inaudible in the details, intermittently, like a woman who was so happy that she could not be herself after being sent to the top, she moaned beautifully in her throat. Dong Qingqing's throat moved, and she felt a tightening between her legs, and she almost panted.
The sound of the flute became more and more rapid. Dong Qingqing blocked her ears and did not dare to listen, but it was useless. She heard it directly and her breasts were trembling and her buds were swelling hard. A small piece of it was wet in her skirt without realizing it. She felt extremely uncomfortable and looked up at Yun Panqing, afraid that she would be weak by the sound of the flute like she was.
Yun Panqing was still as stable as Mount Tai, and even the tip of the sword did not tremble at all.
The woman opposite was dancing faster and faster. The water-blue half of the arm was decorated with amethyst pendant. At this moment, she swayed with the tassels on the hilt of the sword, shining brightly.
The thin sword bent between the woman's hands, changing in various shapes, making a sound like a piano.
With the sound of the sword in his hand, the woman's feet began to move, slowly approaching Yun Panqing.
At this moment, the sound of the flute turned again, like the rushing river water suddenly leaking into a wide waterway, which suddenly relaxed, just like the passion suddenly venting after it reached its peak, entering a long aftermath, which made the listeners feel nervous and couldn't help but feel the desire to close their eyes, with this soft and relaxed desire to fall asleep with the soft and relaxed cheeks.
And at this moment, the woman pulled her left hand and stabbed her like a poisonous snake with her right hand. Her relaxed and soft movements as if she had been dancing suddenly became murderous, as fast as thunder!
Yun Panqing kept watching quietly until this moment, the slightly narrowed crescent eyes suddenly opened and the Qingfeng ancient sword in his hand swung out.
The thin sword is agile, the ancient sword is thick, the thin sword is full of silver light, the ancient sword is clear and cold, and a blue shadow appears and disappears in the dazzling silver light of the person who is watching.
The sound of the flute became more melodious and the silver light became more and more chaotic. Gradually, Yun Panqing's petite body was almost wrapped in the sword shadows all over the sky.
When the silver light was soaring, the sound of the flute suddenly sounded loudly.
Dong Qingqing's ears roared, and his chest felt like he was punched, and his blood was surging.
Immediately afterwards, the sound of the flute sounded again and again, and three sounds passed and stopped abruptly!
The man lifted the flute backwards, with a slight look of surprise on his face, and took two steps forward.
As if worried about the woman's defeat.
Sure enough, the thin sword in the woman's hand was stirring up by Yun Panqing's sword edge, and the sword net expanded and expanded. Finally, an irreparable flaw appeared in the fine and interlaced sword light.
One flaw is enough.
At this moment, Yun Panqing's sword had already swung out, just like no matter how dense the rain curtain was, it would have lost its direction in the breeze. The woman only felt the thin sword in her hand sinking, and a gentle force penetrated straight along the sword body and the sword blade bounced to one side with a snap.
At the same time, Yun Panqing's sword had already blown over like a breeze.
The deadly breeze!
The man's expression changed, he rushed forward quickly, and the flute in his hand pointed to Yun Panqing's empty space.
Dingding ding ding slightly sounded over. After Yun Panqing returned to the line, he stood on his left palm in front of his chest, held the sword in his right hand and pointed at the ground diagonally. His face was still smiling innocently as if nothing had happened just now.
The woman's face was pale and a little surprised. The man held the back collar in his hand. It was obviously the man pulled him back at the critical moment.
On her towering chest, the light blue jacket slowly cracked a long hole. In the crack that was turned on, the middle cloth strap was cut, and a snow-white and tender skin was clearly visible in the gap.
The noble disciple of Qingfeng Yanyu Tower is indeed well-deserved.
The man spoke in a deep voice, but the same sentence brought a completely different feeling.
Yun Panqing sighed softly and said helplessly: I don’t like people like you. I have no sincerity to praise others. I even say what I just said again. Don’t you know the truth that saying things are more stinky than shit?
The woman looked at the hole in her chest. Although she did not hurt her skin, the skin of her breasts and breasts also looked embarrassed. She couldn't help but feel angry and said coquettishly: Mr.!I want to try again!
Good, Luo Mei, you are no match for her.
The man caressed the woman's cheek and gently pulled her behind her. And we just came to see these two girls, right? It's not worth it to be hurt for this.
The woman pursed her lips and glared at Yun Panqing fiercely. If we take action together, we will definitely kill her!
The man smiled slightly and said, "Idiot, if we were the only one here now, I had already taken action just now. Do you think I would be willing to let her hurt you?"
The woman was stunned. Before she could speak, there was a slight sound behind her. A middle-aged woman who looked over thirties came in from the door. She slowly put the umbrella in her hand aside, stood up straight, and looked at the man and woman quietly.
Yun Panqing did not recognize the new person. Although he heard the tone of the man and woman, he still looked alert in his chest.
She was taught very early, and trust was the most dangerous effort.
The man seemed a little regretful, shook his head gently, and said: Sun Juefan, I have told you many times, I don’t know where Xing Saiying is.You have been chasing us through the shadows for years, which has caused me a headache.
Sun Juefan found a chair nearest to the door and sat down. He gently twisted the corner of his skirt soaked in the rain, and said lightly: The cut head will not hurt anymore.
The man smiled and said: Do you Zhuying really think that our Flower Destroying Alliance dare not fight you? I know you are entangled for Xing Suiying. If you really want to fight to the death, don’t regret it in the future.
Sun Juefan shook his head and said calmly: We were all a long time ago, and I didn’t know what regret means.
The man snorted, took the hand of the woman beside him and said: Luomei, let's go.
The woman nodded obediently, and the two of them slowly walked past Sun Juefan step by step. Sun Juefan always twisted the corners of his skirt until they reached the door, and then said: Zhao Yudi, Wang Luomei, I know you want the Nine Songs of the Netherworld.
Zhao Yudi stopped and asked back: So what?
Sun Juefan smoothed the corner of his skirt, sat up straight, and said word by word: You might as well give it a try.
Zhao Yudi smiled and pulled Wang Luomei into the rain with great strides, leaving only one sentence.
OK, I will not let you down.
Hard breasts help: Chapter 13
(one)
The young man looked at the two of them and was shocked, knowing that once dodge or parry, the signal would definitely not be able to be emitted.
During a moment of hesitation, two Emei thorns stabbed into his body. A line of blood slowly flowed from his mouth, and the phone in his hand fell to the ground. He wanted to... use good signals... Communication service provider Ah...
(two)
Bah, this kind of life-threatening style of playing must be Dong Haoran's bastard. The bastards who went to the morning did not kill them completely, and they dared to say that they were all dead. When I go back, I won’t be able to sue the bastards, I…I am their grandson!
You don't have a chance to be their grandson.
Mu Yang walked out from behind the tree, holding a few flesh-colored strips in his hand, and they all had sons.
(three)
Yinhan's palm force almost smashed Mu Yang's chest. Before he could fly backwards, the scholar's right palm had already slapped him again. The sound of a slap and a slap and a slap and a slap sounded like the sound made by an old man when he was slapping a cart.
Damn, director, can you change the metaphor...
(Four)
The scribe said slowly: Unfortunately, I know you, and I have seen you many years ago, the little gorilla.
Chimpanzees?I don't remember going to the safari Ah...
The young student executed...I said, don't use the pinyin input method?
(five)
Nie Yang held his left palm and slapped the broken tree trunk to one side with a bang. The long sword did not stop and stepped onto Xing Saiying. This time, he no longer used one and a half-stage moves of the Nie family's sword technique. The Xunying Zhufeng Sword, full of murderous aura, took action with a suffocating chill.
The chill was really suffocating.
So Xing Saiying was suffocated to death...
[Hidden ending 1] Achieve.CG103 and CG104 are activated.
(six)
Yun Panqing still had a pure and innocent smile on his face. His eyes looked at the tea on the ground. The traces of the tea became much fainter, but he could still distinguish a line of water marks.
And when the first young man stepped across that line, Yun Panqing took action!
Feng Huáng Fantasy Magic Fist!
...I know that the two scenes are very similar, so you don’t have to complain with dialogue, right?
(seven)
The woman smiled and untied the slender leather sheath from her waist, pulled out a two-finger-wide sword, stretched out her fingers and bounced it on the tip of the sword. With a clanging sound, the sword broke into three or four pieces and fell to the ground...
...This sister, the Quality Inspection Bureau is at the north end of the street, so I will not give it to you.
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