The fire in the house was faint, and the breath was faint, and the girl squatted on the ground and carefully untied the young man's belt. She is very meticulous in her movements, and she is also a rare patient, and every time she moves, she looks up and looks up. The young man held his head with his hands, lowered his eyes, his eyelashes were long and black, and in the light and shadow that was half bright and half dark, let Mochizuki take a look, and his mouth would be dry.

Just untied his belt, Mochizuki took out the posture of facing the flood beast in the past.

In particular, ornaments such as jade pendants and rings are entangled with belts, and the light is not good, so you have to beware of people waking up, and the more they are untied, the more they look like dead knots. Mochizuki held the hanging rings and other objects in one hand, lest they make a crashing sound and wake up Yang Qing, and with the other hand, he continued to explore.

Squatting on the ground, she smelled the breath of the young man, clear and clean. It's different from the sandalwood lit in the house. Mochizuki doesn't like the scent of sandalwood, she only likes the smell of Yang Qing's body.

She had been squatting on the ground for about a quarter of an hour before she pulled the ring and the like off and put it on the ground, her face already crimson, and sweat oozing from her nose.

Tired.

So nervous.

It's exciting.

Looking up at the sleeping young man again, the corners of Mochizuki's mouth turned upward, and he felt very complacent: I am really powerful. He untied his belt, and he was still asleep. When he woke up, it is estimated that my clothes have been ripped off by me, and I have seen it cool!

But squatting on the ground is really tiring.

is also frightened and like a thief, and it is really a sore leg.

Mochizuki simply knelt down, and the whole person was buried in the young man's lap. Her belt was untied by her, and his entire robe became loose, covered by layers of mist, and the texture was soft and slippery when he pulled it. The costumes of Cloud Gate are really cumbersome, and among the several major sects, probably only their costumes are so layered after layer, light, soft and many, like those concubines who are more beautiful in the harem. Especially Yang Qing's high status, the bright and dark lines on the placket, the brocade bag he wears, etc., are all exquisite.

As soon as the Jianghu people looked outside, they knew that this young man with an extremely outstanding appearance could only be watched from a distance and not played, because he was the elder of the Cloud Gate.

But at this time, Mochizuki knelt here and wanted to take off his clothes, he was busy sweating profusely, and Yang Qing's clothes were only loosely untied. But he was sitting by the window, and it was really difficult to take off his clothes without alarming him.

Mochizuki could only tear his clothes off slightly, so many layers, where could he take them off.

The girl frowned and thought for a long time, her eyes drifted upward, and she suddenly patted her brain, thinking: I am really stupid. Why do you have to take off his clothes to look at it, if you want to take it off, and see the flowers in the fog, isn't it better to look better?

Yes, it looks better that way.

After some tossing and turning by Mochizuki, Yang Qing's clothes were already very messy, the outer cover was slippery, and the inner shirt was loosened at the shoulder. His collarbones and shoulder blades are exposed, and they are beautifully shaped, and they are about to fly, and they can see the blood flowing backwards.

Mochizuki's face turned even redder, as if he leaned over to kiss and take a bite.

She controlled her own beast-desire (?) He took a breath, knelt at the young man's feet, tugged at his robe, leaned his head over and peeked in. She had seen him half-naked before, but at that time, Yang Qing undressed too quickly, Mochizuki couldn't react at all, and when she reacted, Yang Qing only had a scarred back left for her.

I can't see anywhere else, and it's not much fun.

Now, Mochizuki grabbed his clothes, looked inside his lower abdomen, waistline, and looked down.

Her breath sprayed on him, faint, like hot wind, warm and dry.

The light is too dim to see clearly. But Mochizuki didn't dare to toss anymore, up and down, lest he take the lamp and candle down, and Yang Qing would wake up. Now, with his eyes wide open and looking carefully, he can still see the lines of his muscles.

In order to see clearly, Mochizuki came closer.

From the general direction, the girl has been buried in the arms of the youth.

The blood was on his face, his face was hot and hot, his throat was dry, he swallowed saliva, his palms were already a layer of sweat, and his trembling hands were pulling at his loose clothes, and he could barely grasp them.

What does that feel like?

I desperately want to do something, but I have nowhere to put it, and I don't know what to do.

The girl's warm snort was almost touching the young man's abdomen, and she pulled her hand down, and suddenly saw his abdominal muscles contract, and then somewhere below, there was a change, so close to the distance.

Mochizuki's hand was still tugging at the hem of his shirt, and was held down by a long hand that suddenly reached out.

With the other hand, he pushed her head out.

Overhead, the young man's voice was hoarse, "Why are you here?" ”

Yang sobered up.

Reluctantly looking away from his lower abdomen, she also wanted to get over, but unfortunately her hands and head were controlled and she couldn't move. The young man's strength is not great, or he does not use force at all, but the position of the buckle is more clever.

Mochizuki raised his face and saw the young man holding his head, looking at her with dark eyes.

His expression was faint, colder, whiter.

I didn't say anything too heavy, and I didn't make any big moves.

I looked down at him, and under the lamp, his eyes were dark, but they were a little dark and I couldn't see clearly.

The voice is also hoarse.

"You...... Haven't you woken up yet? Seeing Yang Qing's obviously confused look, Mochizuki asked.

It was obviously a voice that had just woken up, lazily asking her what she was doing, her expression was faint, and she obviously didn't react to what Mochizuki was doing.

Yang Qing said "um" after a while, he looked at Mochizuki and didn't react for a while.

Yang Qing, who just woke up, is so cute!

I didn't notice any changes in his body at all!

I didn't find out what Mochizuki did to him!

He also stupidly replied to her with an "um", so kind, so calm.

Mochizuki smiled and struggled, and his hand was released. She was even more sure that he hadn't fully woken up. It's the best time to cheat.

Mochizuki said softly, wanting to stand up, "It's nothing, it's late, you continue to sleep, I won't bother you." Forget about what I've been here, ...... tomorrow morning."

Before he finished speaking, the man did not stand up, and with a bang, the door opened. Mochizuki sighed in his heart, and was slightly angry: Who, so annoying?

The door was wide open, and Mingyang, the master of the fire hall, was buried in the lights in the corridor. He had a cold face, but now he looked at the scene in silence.

Mingyang's eyes were strong, and he saw Yang Qing's messy robe at a glance, as well as the girl squatting between the young man's legs and turning back, and then there were the rings and silk tapes thrown on the ground.

Mingyang: "......"

The vision took a punch and made the youth's temples jump.

One person sits, one person kneels, such an ambiguous posture, as a man, where can he not understand?

He was eccentric and embarrassed in his heart. With mixed feelings, looking at Yang Qing's delicate face like a little white face, he wondered: Is Yang Qing so good-looking? I can't see it at all. He thinks it's just ordinary, how can he be fascinated by the saint like this?

The kind of mood that makes him happy when he sees his face, Mingyang really can't understand it.

Coupled with the sullenness he suffered from the water hall master Tingyin all night, he didn't know what to do.

After all, the Fire Hall Master had just come over from the Water Hall Master, and the repeated shocks he received over there were far more irritating than the stimulation here. Thinking about it like this, it seems that what I see in front of me is that the love between men and women is still within the normal range, and it is nothing.

Mingyang is a man who has seen the world!

Taishan collapsed in front of him, and his face did not change.

So he calmly looked away from the man and woman, calmly took a step back, exited the room, and dutifully closed the door, even his voice was silent, "I'll go sleep next door." ”

Originally, two rooms were booked, one for men and one for women. Now, there is one room in Mingyang, and one room for Yang Qing and Mochizuki.

Mingyang thought to himself: Holy Maiden, my subordinates can only help you here. Whether you can get on him or not depends on your ability.

If the true demon teaches people to think in the same vein, really Mingyang is a good subordinate taught by the Holy Maiden Mochizuki. As soon as Mingyang stepped back, Mochizuki was blessed to the heart, and guessed what Mingyang was thinking.

Gritting teeth and being ruthless, what's so scary?

She stood up immediately, supported the young man's knees, and leaned over at the moment when Yang Qing looked sideways at the door, snuggled into his arms, and pressed to his lips. This time, in order to prevent him from reaching out to point his acupoint again, he grabbed his hand with both hands and forcefully interlocked his fingers.

"Hmm......" There was a muffled snort, and the young man was pressed against the window.

Every time he raised his hand to move, he was subject to the girl's interlocking fingers.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, the fingers trembled slightly, and went straight to the heart socket where the blood was boiling.

For a moment, only gasps could be heard in the room.

Mochizuki really kissed the presumptuousness, using both tongues and tongues, and grinding all the way forward. Don't look at how tall Yang Qing usually is, or how he can pull down his face, in this kind of thing, he has always been passive.

He is the kind of person who prefers to have no desires and no desires, and he is the kind of person who moves forward step by step and is very down-to-earth, even if it is for the person who is excited, for kisses or something, Yang Qing never thinks about it in particular. So every time, Mochizuki pressed him back, his breath was messy, and his heart was beating fast.

By the time he stopped, Mochizuki's cheeks were already completely red.

Yang Qing under him, his hair was messy, leaning against the wall, his eyes were flying, and his lips were moist, he was really delicate and pitiful, pitiful and cute.

Yang Qing turned his head sideways, breathed calmly, turned his head, and saw the smiling girl. His eyes were still a little hazy, and he didn't figure out how he could be like this. I just pretended to sleep for a moment, how did I pretend to sleep like this. He frowned and looked at Mochizuki's gaze, still wet.

Mochizuki: "......"

Yang Qing, who just woke up, is really good to pounce!

By now, he probably wasn't fully awake, or thought he was dreaming, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to say a complete sentence until now.

Keep up the good work and just sleep with him!

Mochizuki smiled and hugged Yang Qing's neck, half sitting in his arms, and used a soft voice to lower and tempt him, "Yang Qing." ”

“…… Well? ”

The reaction was a little slow.

"What is the bed for?"

“…… Sleeping. ”

"Let you sleep." Mochizuki corrected.

“…… Well. "There's nothing wrong with that.

The young man, who was gradually waking up, thought so.

"What am I used for?"

“…… What are you used for? He asked.

“…… Sleeping. The girl's voice chuckled.

“…… Oh. "I still haven't woken up, but I feel that something is wrong.

But the girl corrected him, "Let you sleep." ”

"......" Yang Qingsheng's starry eyes, under the trembling eyelashes, slowly lifted up and looked at her.

The girl grinded tenderly with his ears and temples.

Here's a semi-guided self-question:

――Yang Qing, what is the bed used for?

- Let you sleep.

――Yang Qing, what am I used for?

- Let you sleep.

Quiet, scorching, restless, ambiguous.

Wandering in the house with a hint of sandalwood.

How many men can stand this kind of journey?

Yang Qing suddenly raised his hand, hugged her in his arms, leaned over, and kissed the corner of her smiling mouth. He hugged her sideways, the girl's long hair scattered his arm, and when he stood up, Yang Qing found that his clothes had been loosened. But it didn't matter, in the sweet girl's fragrance, he hugged her, kissed, and went to the bed.

Surrounded by the masculine breath that filled his mouth, he was thrown on the bed, and he was pressed up by the man's thin waist, and Mochizuki hugged him with open arms, as charming as a kitten. The corners of his mouth showed a smug smile: I'm really amazing! Finally hooked him up to bed! When I slept with him, I published a book, "Sleeping Man 360 Style", which was in line with the words circulating on the rivers and lakes.

Let's see if their nonsense sells well, or if my body sells well!

The two were entangled in bed for a while, and their breath was heavier than Fang Cai's. He kissed her tenderly, completely different from Fang Cai's muddle. Gentle, but also domineering and tough. It turns out that he will also be tough, and he is not blindly pushed by her.

His hair, his face, his chin, his neck, his breast......

It's hers!

It's all hers!

Yang Qing smiled, "Don't be so excited. ”

Mochizuki said vaguely, "Are you awake?" ……”

Before he could figure it out, another kiss fell on his eyelids, and Mochizuki didn't bother to think about it, and hugged him contentedly and whimpered.

In the middle of the night, Mochizuki suddenly let out a small scream.

Yang Qing: "You calm down." ”

Mochizuki: "...... Do you have to stab me at this time? ”

She was greeted by the young man's chuckle, and Mochizuki raised his leg and kicked him on the waist in exchange for his low laughter.

It was at this time that a bird's cry rang in the ears of the two. The man and woman who were lying on the soft bed looked at the half-open window lattice, a fat bird fluttering its wings. The little mung bean-like eyes saw two words, and the little bird was excited: "Chirp! ”

Yang Qing was stunned.

The window was blown open by the wind......

Mochizuki hugged him down, "Leave that dead bird alone......"

"Tsk!" Not to be outdone, the dead bird cries again.

Yang Qing: "......"

Mochizuki: "......"

"Twitter!" Just ignore it, and the bird kept calling, which made people's ears tingle, and they were almost frightened to their knees.

Yang Qing got up and hung on him with the girl in his arms, reluctantly, complaining, "Is it crazy?!" ”

Yang Qing pushed her down with a smile and said, "It should be urgent, I'll take a look." ”

The beautiful man in loose clothes walked to the window. Mochizuki lay on the bed, looking at the crisp itch in his heart. Although Yang Qing's robe was untied by her before, Yang Qing put Mochizuki down on the bed, knelt at the head of the bed, just kissed her, pulled the collar down, and the girl's clothes, although a little messy, were basically worn well.

Mochizuki jumped down, put his hand on Yang Qing's shoulder from behind, and looked over, "What's so urgent, so annoying, I want to see ......"

Yang Qing didn't guard against her, opened the note, but Mochizuki's voice was stopped.

When she saw the word "Yao Fu" at a glance, she was full of enthusiasm all night, and she retreated inexplicably.

She grimaced, took a step back, and removed the hand that was on the young man's shoulder.

Yang Qingzheng looked down at the contents of the letter, noticed her instant rejection, turned around, and saw the girl's face as cold as ice and snow. He was stunned, "You ......"

"I hate Yao Fu for grabbing men with me." Mochizuki said.

Yang Qing: "...... What nonsense? ”

Mochizuki sneered, she was full of feelings, and the sequelae was that her feelings came up quickly and went down quickly. is cold for a while and hot for a while, and outsiders look strange and feel worthy of being a demon girl. Those who are familiar with her can feel the ups and downs in her heart.

Mochizuki really hates Yao Fu.

I hate it so much that when I see a name, I want to lose my temper.

But in front of Yang Qing's face, she couldn't be angry: other people's fiancés write letters to exchange feelings, what is she to be angry about?

The unruly side of his heart came up, so that Mochizuki could hardly help but say something exciting.

Yang Qing stepped forward and held her hand that quickly cooled down. He said, "Calm down. ”

Mochizuki looked at him, a little unsure of how to get a master.

She is special, special, especially disgusted with Yao Fu!

Yang Qing wouldn't know how much she didn't like that woman.

He couldn't understand it.

Mochizuki is not an unreasonable person, she doesn't care too much about many things, but for Yao Fu, she hopes that Yang Qing will promise her: I will never deal with Yao Fu, no matter what we do, I will never develop with her.

But the room is sweet, where does she go to clean up her mood and discuss this with Yang Qing?

But if she pretended not to see the name "Yao Fu", and went back to bed to continue to talk to Yang Qingqing, Mochizuki was not in the mood.

In the final analysis, Yang Qing was affected by Yuan Yingxing.

Let Mochizuki be a soldier.

She said lightly, "I'm not happy, I'm going to rest for a while, you go and contact your good junior sister." ”

She turned to go out when her wrist was grabbed by the young man.

She wouldn't turn around.

After a while, the young man sighed, turned to her, bowed his head, and said, "You can sleep here." Don't want to see me, I'll go out. It's always not safe to go out in a girl's house. ”

"I'm not a helpless girl's house, who cares if I'm safe when I go out at night?"

"Then you think I'm concerned about air safety or not."

...... "You are the air!"

Obviously still a little depressed, the girl lowered her head, but the corners of her mouth twitched.

Yang Qing was burdened by Yao Fu.

He himself made her like it very much.

When the bird had finished delivering the news, it flapped its wings and flew into the night. Mochizuki was carried up to the bed by the young man and sat down, and she sat on the bed and watched him slowly close the window, put away the note, and did not reply in front of her; Then I started looking for clothes, picking up belts, and sorting outfits.

The more Mochizuki looked at it, the more regretful she became: she really wanted to sleep with Yang Qing, but she really couldn't lift her mood. Such a good-looking man......

He dressed properly and looked back at her, Mochizuki's eyes were light, his anger had subsided, and he looked a lot calmer. Relieved, Yang Qing pushed the door and went out. Mochizuki fell on the bed, hugging the futon, thinking of the intimacy between the two of them, and thinking of the cool laughter in his ear...... Mochizuki sighed.

Sure enough, Yao Fu is her inner demon.

She was so afraid that her man would be snatched away by Yao Fu.

Yao Fu will be gentle, empathetic, comforting, and ...... Men like it anyway.

But she, she will only stalk and chase after her cheekily.

It took Yao Fu five years to make Yuan Yingxing's heart soft.

And it took her five years, and she couldn't even see Yang Qingmian a few times.

Speaking of which, Yao Fu hit Mochizuki and made Mochizuki doubt himself.

Otherwise, with Yao Fu's sword to kill her, Mochizuki would take revenge, but he would not always remember this person. She remembered this person, but it was just because she couldn't get over this hurdle herself, and she couldn't figure out why.

Yang Qing is her inner demon.

Yao Fu is also her inner demon.

In her two lives, she was held by their brother and sister and fiancée. It's really unwilling.

And in Mochizuki's heart, when he learned that Yao Fu was Yang Qing's fiancée, he had a vague thought, which was vaguely revealed:

You robbed my fiancé, and I'm going to rob your fiancé too. I'm no worse than you. The man I like will like me and be infatuated with me! Just watch, I'm going to compete with you!

One night full of demons, Mochizuki tossed and turned, and dreamed for a while that Yang Qing was standing in the distance, looking at her lightly, which made her want to go or not; After a while, Yao Fu looked at her coldly, and the white lotus was as disgusting as a white lotus.

Because I dreamed too many messy things at night, when I woke up in the morning, it was already three poles in the morning, and the hour was not early. After grooming like lazy bones, Mochizuki went out and went downstairs, sitting on the empty table in the lobby downstairs, his arms propped up on his chin, his eyes in a daze.

The innkeepers came and went, some of them were intimidated by her appearance, and came to take a look; Looking at the girl's bored face, no one came up. Even Xiao Er didn't dare to come over to say hello under the eyes of the shopkeeper: after all, they still remember that yesterday, when staying in the guest room, the girl slapped the table and said, "Why is there no room where men and women live together, I want the kind of one that is suitable for men and women to live together, and the ordinary ones don't".

I don't know how long I sat there, but a male voice came from overhead, "What do you want to eat?" ”

Mochizuki raised his head from between his arms, and looked up to see the tall young man, who was Mingyang, the master of the Fire Hall. I don't know how long I watched her secretly before I came over and asked.

And the saintess he cared about was complaining, "I'm lamenting my love, you actually ask me what to eat?" Can I eat it? ”

Mingyang: "......"

He sat down, across from Mochizuki. Pursing his lips, the young man's eyes flickered, "I didn't know you were lamenting your love. Mochizuki ignored him, he coughed, and although he felt embarrassed, he still asked, "Last night...... Uncomfortable? ”

Mingyang thought in embarrassment: Evil. Why do I ask this kind of question? If only I were a woman.

Mochizuki shook her head, "Of course it's uncomfortable." "I was so angry with Yao Fu, how could I be comfortable.

Mingyang was silent for a long time, "Is it Yang Gongzi's problem, or is it your problem?" ”

Mochizuki thought for a moment, "Half and half." ”

Mingyang understood and comforted her, "This shows that Yang Gongzi is also the first time and inexperienced." You don't have to be sad. After last night, I should be much more comfortable in the future. ”

"......" Mochizuki was stunned for a moment before he realized what Mingyang said. Rao is very thick-skinned, and she coughed awkwardly at this time. Blame her for being in a trance from last night to now, and didn't listen carefully to Mingyang's questioning, the two of them were unexpectedly smooth, but they were unexpectedly smooth (?). The conversation continued.

Mochizuki blushed.

Mingyang thought to himself: The Holy Maiden is shy.

Mochizuki's eyes fluttered for a while, and when he turned back, he said, "I didn't mean that...... Oh, you don't understand, and there's nothing to communicate with you......"

Mingyang was slightly sluggish and slightly injured, "If you think I don't understand, I can try it, isn't it just a matter of men and women." ”

Mochizuki: "......" Could it be that Mingyang still wants to sleep with a woman because of her relationship with Yang Qing?!

She was instantly in awe of Mingyang: This, this, this is too heartfelt for her!

She felt so sorry for him.

It's too evil.

Mochizuki mentioned his spirit, and he didn't dare to look decadent anymore, so that Mingyang misunderstood. She rolled her eyes and asked, "What about Yang Qing?" Why isn't he there? ”

Mingyang didn't know that in the middle of the night, Yang Qing was kicked out of the room by the Holy Maiden. He said honestly, "I had dinner downstairs in the morning and saw Yang Gongzi. ”

He frowned, puzzled: Generally, after a man and a woman have an affair, a man will be refreshed. But the dulcimer I saw in the morning was not like that at all, it was like poison-hair, even more tired and thin, and it was still dark and green now...... How talented is the Holy Maiden, squeezing Yang Qing out like this?

Mochizuki knocked on the table and pulled back the fire hall master's trance, "And then?" Where did he go after breakfast? ”

Mingyang said, "I contacted the water hall master last night, and she said that I would bring someone over today to detoxify." Originally, I was talking about letting you go with Yang Gongzi. But you weren't ...... last night? Ahem, I thought you might wake up late, so I asked Yang Gongzi. ”

In the morning, he went to ask Yang Qing, "Did you serve Miss Yang well last night?" ”

Yang Qing's "......" expression really made the Fire Hall Master incomprehensible, and he wanted to ask, so Yang Qing changed the topic. Yang Gongzi spoke slowly, but his thinking was fast, and after a few words, the Fire Hall Master was led astray by him. After the people left, they remembered their original purpose.

Thinking about the pale face of Yang Gongzi he saw in the morning, Mingyang said, "He roared 'um' and said that I would take care of you, and he went to find the water hall master according to the address I gave." ”

Mochizuki nodded, and Yang Qing went first. It's also good, anyway, she has mixed feelings when she sees him now, and she can't help but want to ask, "What are you going to do with Yao Fu". But she knew Yang Qing's character, and she wouldn't do anything. So I was depressed, and I didn't want to quarrel with Yang Qing before I figured it out.

Mingyang ordered steamed dumplings and padded his stomach to his holy daughter.

After Mochizuki took two bites lazily, he slapped the table suddenly, remembering something, "You asked Yang Qing to go to Lingyin alone?!" ”

“…… That's right. "The person who wants to detoxify is not Yang Qing. Didn't the Holy Maiden get poisoned?

There was an anxious look on Mochizuki's face, "Listen to the sound, listen to the sound...... When she saw a beautiful man, she couldn't hold it. I fell in love with Yang Qing and slept with Yang Qing, what should I do?! ”

“……！” Mingyang is sluggish.

He said with difficulty, "You're thinking too much, aren't you?" Yang Gongzi's martial arts are so high......"

"Can a man's integrity be trusted?"

Mingyang shut up.

"You don't believe him, do you?"

"It's not his problem, it's Lingyin...... Her medical skills are too high," Mochizuki was really anxious, she couldn't sit down anymore, and grabbed Mingyang's hand, "Do you think Lingyin's discipline, do you believe that she won't see Hunting Xinxi when she sees Yang Qing?" ”

"......" Mingyang doesn't believe it.

Although he felt that Yang Qing was average, the eyes of the girls he met along the way when they saw Yang Qing let the Fire Hall Master know how rare Yang Qing was in the eyes of the girls. And the master of the water hall, Lingyin, has never had a moral outlook on men.

The rule that you can't sleep with your own patients, Lingyin doesn't.

And Lingyin is not the same as Mochizuki.

Mochizuki likes it, and if he wants to get Yang Qing, he patiently captures the other party's heart little by little, and he has to be willing.

Lingyin is different. Lingyin does not have that kind of spiritual desire to conquer men, she is only satisfied with physical-physical communication, and does not care about the spiritual level.

This is also a big reason why Mingyang doesn't like Lingyin.

"No! Yang Qing is to follow Lingyin...... What should I do? I'm going to want to kill Lingyin! Mochizuki got up and walked out, "Where is Lingyin?" I'll find it now! ”

The Fire Hall Master hurriedly followed, pointing out the direction to the Holy Maiden.

Mochizuki really burst into tears: blame her for being hypocritical.

What is a Yao Fu, she can't figure it out.

What's the problem with Yang Qing saying a few words to Yao Fu, is it scary for Yang Qing to meet Lingyin?

If she is a little relieved about the communication between Yang Qing and Yao Fu, she is very uneasy about the communication between Yang Qing and Lingyin!

It's not that Yang Qing is weak, although Lingyin's martial arts are not good, but her medical skills are too high. Just take a medicine or something, Yang Qing can't leave if he wants to.

Moreover, when she died, she remembered that Lingyin was studying double cultivation. I don't know what the results of her research are, Yang Qing has such a good physique in front of her, she can be tens of millions, tens of millions...... For the sake of Yang Qing's face, I also have to exchange a few more words, don't take it to bed without saying a word.

was anxious all the way, and in order to defend Yang Qing's chastity, Mochizuki even used the true qi that was only opened last night. Of course, her level was too poor, and in the end, Mingyang saw that she was so anxious, and directly took the Holy Maiden to fly over with light skills.

When I arrived at Baihualou, there were two biao men at the door. Mochizuki and Mingyang are two people, and they go straight without looking. Those two people were Jianghu people hired by Qinglou, and when they saw someone breaking in, they took action after looking at each other.

Mochizuki and Mingyang directly dismantled the move.

With Mingyang's help, the two broke into the building in a few clicks.

"Yang Qing!" As soon as I entered the spacious lobby, there was no one in the building during the day, and it was very quiet, only the maids were cleaning up the remnants of last night. Seeing the beautiful girl enter the house, he shouted.

This shout, the voice became louder and louder, making the people around raise their eyes in surprise.

Mochizuki looked, "There is a son ...... this morning!" She rolled over suddenly, spun in mid-air and retreated, dodging an oncoming handful of silver needles.

In all directions, upstairs and downstairs, dozens of people came and went, staring at the men and women who broke into the hall with awe-inspiring eyes.

Mingyang and Mochizuki turned their backs to each other, looking at the four directions vigilantly, sensing that something was wrong here.

Don't...... Listen to her......

Mochizuki's heart moved, gritted his teeth, and sank his eyes:

She died at the hands of Yao Fu.

But the reason why Yao Fu was able to succeed was because Yuan Yingxing was not there, and secondly, because of the infighting at that time.

Although in Mochizuki's memory, the infighting had nothing to do with the sound of the water hall master. After being reborn, along the way, she met Fan Hao, the master of the Earth Hall, and Mingyang, the master of the Fire Hall, both of whom were kind to her, which made her preconceived, thinking that several hall masters had nothing to do with her death, and the internal strife was just the few people she saw with her eyes.

But now it seems - not necessarily.

So, Yang Qing ...... It's also more auspicious?!