"Haven't you heard of dogs meddling with rats?" the old man glared at the half-broken plate in his hand, and strode away. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hey, you're not allowed to make a move!" he didn't forget to look back and roar, Dou Ying didn't see a treacherous smile on his face as he turned around.

"Saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter...... Master, the apprentice went to repair the tower for you......" The voice did not fall, and the person had already run away.

The old man stomped his feet and yelled, "I don't know if the gun shoots the first bird! ”

Then he muttered in a low voice, "Go, go, go, practice your skills, it's time to go out of the mountain...... Save yourself from bothering my old man all day. "The apprentice he taught knows what shit he wants to pull when he pouts his ass, and he is a master who likes to stir up trouble.

Originally, when the old master of the Yan family sent her, he was very disgusted, saying that a person who has no martial arts foundation at all, even what martial arts, let alone 15 years old, with old arms and legs, can't be pressed.

But the old man said with a dark face that this female doll was Qin Yu's wife, and she had to be taught, and if she didn't teach, she had to teach, and she blew her beard and glared at her eyes and accepted it.

I didn't expect this girl to practice very hard, but she was eccentric, looking for ways to be lazy all day long.

The huge forest is already sparsely populated, and she always complains that there is no place for it, either beast words or bird words, and when she hears human voices, she has no reason not to join in the fun.

Dou Ying's body was dexterous, and the white flesh mass jumped on the high tree branch at the same time, looking down, just saw a white-clothed young man wearing a silver mask shuttling rapidly in the dense forest, and the two men in Xuanyi behind him struggled to resist the fierce and vicious more than a dozen people who caught up behind.

Seeing this, the young man crossed the cold sword, his body was like a tiger leaping, and he reflexively pounced over, and one of the men in Xuanyi jumped up violently, blocked him sideways in front of him and pushed him vigorously.

"Master, go!"

"No!" The young man's voice was hoarse, revealing coldness and domineering, and the corners of his mouth hooked up into a sneer, like a wolf that suddenly appeared in the cold night, and his stomach was overflowing with a bone-loving chill.

In an instant, the sword danced a trembling silver wall, the robe pulled up the hunting and dancing style, and the gestures were fluttering, and the tip of the sword was picked, chopped, stabbed, or pierced, shuttling like lightning among the killers.

He didn't look like he was fighting to the death, but he was performing a smart sword dance, and his moves were ruthless, and between the lightning, more than a dozen chasing soldiers fell to the ground like cutting wheat, screaming again and again.

Dou Ying hugged the trunk tightly and was stunned, she had practiced for a year and felt bitter, but when she saw others like this, she couldn't help but sigh that she hadn't suffered enough.

Moreover, his sword dance is so handsome, but he is a little familiar.

"Quick! over there!" More voices and pursuers caught up, the young man's white robe was stained with a little blood red, his standing body swayed slightly, his deep and indifferent eyes crossed the cold, and he seemed to be injured.

"Lustful girl, go, play a heroine to save a beautiful man!" Dou Ying waved her arms.

Erotic girl paper giggles excitedly to save the beautiful man, save the beautiful man, I like it, I like it......

Dou Ying glanced at the super nymphomaniac with disdain, and saw that her thoughts had changed? Don't you like your godfather?

The godmother is naturally her.

Suddenly, Bingling's gaze was condensed, like a blade's willow eyebrows raised slightly, and he quickly untied the belt woven by rattan silk and flicked it, accurately hooked it on the opposite trunk, grabbed a handful of leaves, and held the belt tightly with one hand, and instantly flew down like a flying swallow, with swift movements, all in one go.

The color girl paper half-squatted at the waist, a pair of small black eyes shot out a gloomy gaze, firmly grasped her shoulders, fully prepared for battle, and was as excited and ruthless as the master.

The young man listened to the sound of the wind, and before he could turn his head, a shadow passed in front of him, black hair slowly flew in the air, and the woman with the veil revealed a pair of bright eyes like stars, and a shocking brightness and gaudy flashed in front of him, and he heard a coquettish shout, "Go with it!"