The night was dark and the wind was high, and the bright red leaves of the French plane trees were swaying and rustling in the wind under the bleak autumn wind, Yang Yu stood in front of an abandoned tire factory with a cigarette between his fingers, and he muttered to himself: "The news that Lord Caimen gave me is here, today I must find the field and let the ghost-faced man pay the price of blood." ”

The gray Tibetan mastiff with a particularly large head in the abandoned tire yard pricked up its ears as if it heard the movement of the door, and just as it was about to let out a wild bark, a golden needle quickly pierced its throat, and the gray Tibetan mastiff suddenly curled up on the ground and did not move.

At this time, Yang Yu's fox eyes flashed a cold light, and he suddenly kicked the rusty big iron door in front of the tire factory with a bang.

The tire factory is teaching little Lori to practice boxing, Tie Qing, who is about 1.8 meters tall and full of explosive muscles, heard this sound, he asked Xiao Lori to hide in the tire factory, Tie Qing picked up a big hammer that emitted a cold light in the tire factory and walked out.

Yang Yu took a puff of the cigarette between his fingers, and said to Tie Qing in a cold tone: "I'm looking for your boss ghost-faced man, I'm not interested in fighting you!"

After Tie Qing heard Yang Yu's contemptuous words, he slammed the big hammer that flashed with cold light towards Yang Yu's head, if Tie Qing smashed Yang Yu's head this time, he would definitely be smashed, but how could Yang Yu be smashed by his clumsy stroke.

Yang Yu just turned sideways slightly and dodged Tie Qing's heavy hammer, and in a flash of light, he raised a foot and put it on Tie Qing's stomach, Tie Qing flew out like a rag and smashed heavily on the wall of the tire factory, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"You bad guy, I hate you!" At this time, Xiao Lori, who had been hiding in the tire factory, burst out in tears and hugged Tie Qing who fell to the ground.

Yang Yu said indifferently: "Tell you boss ghost-faced man, I will ask him to fight to the death in Qingshui River in three days." ”

Just as Yang Yu was about to turn his head and leave after speaking, a purple figure next to the red French plane tree suddenly stabbed Yang Yu in the back with two stalks of crystal emei all over his body.

Yang Yu sensed the strong wind behind him, he instantly pulled out the sword behind his back and pointed at the woman in purple, after all, the Emei thorn was much shorter than the green shadow held by Yang Yu, and the woman in purple knew that she would definitely be stabbed in the heart if she dared to pierce it, she jumped in front of Yang Yu and slashed at his throat.

"What's wrong with the girl's chest injury, I'm an old Chinese medicine practitioner, I don't need me to help you treat it, if you dislike your small breasts, I can also help you massage your breasts for free." Yang Yu used his flying sword to block the purple-clothed woman's Emei stab, and he teased as he put his face close to the purple-clothed woman.

After hearing Yang Yu's frivolous words, the woman in purple couldn't help but condense a layer of frost on her pretty face, she was like a swallow copying water, and she took a few steps on the light ground, and suddenly waved her Emei thorn and poked it towards Yang Yu's forehead.

Yang Yu saw that the purple-clothed woman's offensive moves under anger had become chaotic, and he couldn't help but secretly take out a golden needle from his arms.

Since the woman in purple suffered a loss in Yang Yu's hands last time, she has been wary of Yang Yu's golden needle technique, even if the woman in purple was confused by Yang Yu's anger, she was still aware of the golden needle that Yang Yu secretly took out.

The woman in purple knew that she was not Yang Yu's opponent, she was afraid that she would be stabbed by Yang Yu with a golden needle again, so the woman in purple took out the glass bottle in her arms and lifted the lid, and a colorful butterfly flew towards Yang Yu again.

Yang Yu wondered how he had forgotten about this stubble, and when he was about to fall into the realm of Fuyun Diaoyutai to resist the butterfly with the Qi Imperial Sword, the palm-sized monkey in Yang Yu's arms swooped down on the colorful butterfly that flew over with a swish.

The colorful butterfly seemed to be very afraid of the monkey in Yang Yu's arms, and it turned into a streamer and quickly turned around and flew towards the woman in purple, but the speed of the palm-sized monkey was faster than that of the colorful butterfly.

In an instant, the palm-sized silver-gray monkey caught up with the butterfly, it suddenly stretched out its big fluffy paws and grabbed the colorful butterfly, the little monkey grinned and grinned excitedly, and jumped back into Yang Yu's arms with agile movements.

Yang Yu looked at the little monkey in surprise and said, "Did you really catch that butterfly?"

The little monkey's eyes were like a treasure, and it held the colorful butterfly with its two paws, and the little monkey seemed to be afraid that the butterfly would suddenly fly away, and it slightly staggered a slit for Yang Yu to see.

Yang Yu saw that the butterfly of the woman in purple was caught by the little monkey, he looked at the woman in purple and smiled contemptuously: "The girl is helpless, if you beg me, I will let the little monkey return the butterfly to you!"

The palm-sized silver-gray little monkey seemed to understand Yang Yu's words, and it hurriedly held the butterfly in its palm, and the silver-gray little monkey hid its head in Yang Yu's clothes and refused to come out again.

"Don't you want me to beg you!" said the woman in purple with a pretty face covered with a layer of frost.

Yang Yu's deep eyes stared at the bulge of the purple-clothed woman's chest, and sighed: "You see, as an old Chinese medicine doctor, I see that people's breasts are not plump enough and want to be treated, girl, if you promise me to help you treat your disease, I am confident that after my long-term massage and kneading, I can give you a G cup." ”

The woman in purple heard Yang Yu's brazen words. She almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood in anger, and the woman in purple bit her lip and scolded loudly: "You are shameless!"

Yang Yu spread his hands and said with a hob on his face: "I kissed you, I still touched you, where am I shameless!"

"You ......"

After a few seconds, the woman in purple seemed to remember something, and her pink lips opened lightly: "You deliberately touched my chest when you took out the rain butterfly from your arms a few days ago. ”

Yang Yu scratched his head and said with a puzzled expression: "Is there one?"

The woman in purple suddenly understood that Yang Yu was tricking her, her pretty face couldn't help but rise a faint flush, the woman in purple stomped her foot and rushed towards Yang Yu with a sword, and said, "Yang Yu, I'm fighting with you!"

Yang Yu naturally wouldn't fight with a woman who had lost his mind, he instantly turned his head and the soles of his feet slipped away like oil.

The woman in purple chased after Yang Yu, and she also threw Emei thorns at Yang Yu from time to time while chasing, Yang Yu seemed to suddenly burst out of the potential of the human body in the case of fleeing in a hurry, and he ran away without a trace as soon as the wind was blowing on the soles of his feet.

Seeing Yang Yu's figure disappear from her field of vision, the woman in purple couldn't help but stand in place and let out a shrill voice: "Ah! Yang Yu, I'm going to kill you, a shameless rascal." ”