Xiao Qianjin glanced at her, and said angrily: "It's all this time, what's the use of pretending to be dead, are you stupid to be someone else?" ”

Jiang Yirou's eyelids twitched, she didn't say anything, and continued to pretend to be dead.

Xiao Qianjin snorted from her nose: "I really don't know what Ji Liansong likes about you, whether you want to have breasts or not, if you want ass without ass, what's the difference between putting it on the bed and a board?" If he takes a fancy to the fox surnamed Xiao, I'll be more convinced. A girl who doesn't have any hair in the fetus, what's so good. Alas, it turns out that he likes such ......"

The jade-faced Langjun's sword was still pointed at Ji Liansong's face, and the two of them did not move at all. In this tense state, the room should have been quiet, but there was a person who was talking endlessly, and he was still talking about something meaningless.

"Hey, don't pretend, talk to me, what do you usually eat with such small breasts? I see, ......"

A hideous green tendon jumped out of the head of the jade-faced Langjun, the sword in his hand trembled, and he turned his head and shouted at the people on the ground: "Shut up for me!" ”

The laughing daughter sneered: "Why? I'm all going to die, I care so much about you, I can talk about it if I want to, you have the ability to kill me with a knife. After speaking, he raised his neck, looking like Ren Jun cut off his head and broke the can.

Jiang Yirou closed her eyes and said in her heart: A heroine among women.

The jade-faced Langjun took a deep breath, Sen Sen smiled, revealing his white teeth: "Do you think I don't dare?" As he spoke, he removed the sword that was originally facing Ji Lian Song, and raised it to slash towards Xiao Qianjin.

Jiang Yirou opened her eyes, and Ji Liansong raised her hand: "Wait a minute." ”

The jade-faced Langjun looked annoyed: "What are you doing?" ”

Ji Liansong stood up and grabbed Jiang Yirou's collar and dragged her body back a few steps, looked at him after standing still, and said, "Blood will splash out." ”

Xiao Qianjin's face changed and he closed his eyes, and the jade-faced Langjun was stunned and laughed out loud: "Xiao Qianjin, this man is really ruthless, you are going to die under my sword, he is still afraid that I will kill you and stain his robes, you are really a fool, for such a man betrayed the sect leader, you deserve to die under my sword!" ”

Xiao Qianjin's tone was contemptuous: "If you want to kill, you can kill, there is so much nonsense, like a girl." ”

The jade-faced Langjun's eyes narrowed, and he raised his foot and kicked her heart heavily: "Slut, do you really think I dare not touch you?" ”

The laughing daughter pursed her mouth tightly, and she didn't make a sound when she was kicked.

The jade-faced Langjun squatted down, stretched out his hand and patted her cheek: "It's very enduring, I know a lot of torture methods, which one do you want to try first?" You call Shengye, please me, I will consider giving you a good time. ”

The laughing daughter suddenly opened her eyes and spat at his face.

The smile on the face of the jade-faced Langjun was lost, and he raised his hand to give her a slap and hit her head sideways: "Slut! ”

"Stupid donkey." The laughing daughter spit out the blood in her mouth and scolded back.

The jade-faced Langjun put the tip of the sword against her face, made a cut, and said in a low voice: "I can't see it, the right protector is about to die, so backbone, but this is more interesting, I have time to play with you." ”

Jiang Yirou saw that the opening on Xiao Qianjin's face was getting longer and longer, spreading all the way to her chin, and couldn't help but shudder: The people in the Demon Sect are really perverted.

Xiao Qianjin's face was cut open, and she didn't blink her eyes, only stared coldly at the jade-faced Langjun, as if he was the one who was pressed under the sword.

Jiang Yirou pulled Ji Liansong's sleeve, Ji Liansong didn't move, she pulled it again, he didn't move.

She simply reached into his sleeve, touched his arm, and pinched it hard.

Ji Liansong frowned, lowered his head and glanced at her lightly, and then turned his head quietly.

Jiang Yi was soft, gritted his teeth, and his fingertips gently went up along his arm, drawing a few circles as if he were nothing.

Ji Liansong's body shook and lowered his head to look at her.

Those peach blossom eyes were as black as ink, and her heart jumped.

She smiled, snorting warmly on his chin: "If you want to think about it, don't let him kill the laughing daughter, or I'll tickle you." ”

This sounds like a scare to a child, who is the only one who is afraid to tickle.

But Ji Liansong felt from the few short moments just now that Jiang Yirou's itching technique was very unusual. He has always been calm and self-controlled, and he is not a person who is afraid of itching, but he really couldn't help it before.

When the eyebrows were deep, the feather-like touch came from the arm again, crispy and numb, straight to the heart.

His eyelashes twitched, and he looked down at a face as white as jade, and her slightly round Danfeng eyes widened, looking at him without blinking—this expression seemed to threaten him menacingly.

The itching sensation on his arm rushed over him like a tidal wave, and he looked at his slightly shaky sleeve, and the corners of his lips rose imperceptibly.

Jiang Yirou scratched for a long time and didn't see him react, and was surprised. Her tickling technique is extremely skillful, using a little internal force, even Pei Xiu can't collapse under her, why is this surnamed Ji so powerful, and there is no response?

A slender jade hand reached over, pressed the sleeve, and pressed it against the back of her hand.

Jiang Yirou looked at him, only to see a white chin and the corners of his mouth slightly upturned.

"You ......"

"Shhhhhh

Jiang Yirou's face burned, her head shrank, and she avoided his hand.

She raised her head and was about to scold him angrily, but she saw that his eyes were looking intently ahead, seemingly calm, but the whole person was ready to attack like a tightened bow. She was stunned, followed her gaze, and was surprised to see that the jade-faced Langjun had taken a step forward, and the sword in his hand was raised high, facing the neck of the laughing daughter.

Ji Liansong's eyes narrowed, his long arm stretched out quickly, and he grabbed a blue-and-white porcelain vase with a thin neck on the side and twisted it to the side.

Bang!

The seven or eight floor tiles under the feet of the jade-faced Langjun suddenly sank!

This time he was caught off guard, and in the blink of an eye, most of his whole body had fallen, and only the part above his chest was still exposed.

Half of Xiao Qianjin's body was also vacated at once, but fortunately, she still had half of her side next to the ground, and she gritted her teeth and rolled out to survive.

The jade-faced Langjun shouted with a pale face, and his feet went in all directions, but the wall under the floor tiles was as cool and smooth as silk, and his feet slid straight down after a while.

He cursed, threw his sword, and propped his hand on the outside tiles, holding it steady and not falling any further.

Jiang Yirou was stunned by the scene in front of her, and her expression was shocked and speechless.

The jade-faced Langjun tried his best to support his body, his pale face gradually turned red, and the green tendons on his forehead appeared. However, he knew that he had escaped, and fortunately he had reacted quickly enough just now, and he couldn't help but let out a long breath thinking about it.

At this moment, he felt a cool breeze blowing on his face, and a pair of boots appeared in front of him.

Before he could react, the sole of the boot pressed down on his face, kicking him down mercilessly—

Dear friends, I didn't have time to change the evening class yesterday, and today I will make up for the addition of yesterday's reward and evaluation votes for Tianmu Jinghong!