readx; After Tsing Yi and Ximen Yingyi left, Yang Yifeng listened for a while, Ximen Qing and Jing Guan were just discussing how to guard against the two in the future, and there was nothing too secretive. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Yang Yifeng was worried that after the two discussed, Ximenqing returned to the room, so he returned the same way and came to the two women.

"You guard here, I'll go in to save people, if they find out, stop Ximen Qing and a person surnamed Jing for me, this surname Jing's strength is not bad, and it can't be defeated."

After instructing the second daughter, Yang Yifeng returned to the second floor again, went around to the left side of the small building, and condensed at the corner, and sure enough, as Chen Yin said, in the side aisle of the small building, there were four people standing, who should be the same as the four people who were assassinated by himself and Feixue before, and they were people from the eighteenth mile of the West Gate.

Knowing the location of the four people, Yang Yifeng jumped, hooked the edge of the roof of the building, and turned over to the roof.

Several people in the building are all powerhouses of the innate realm, Yang Yifeng didn't dare to be careless, didn't make any sound, and floated to the top of the four people who handled the room, which was no different from what he had guessed before, and he condescendingly saw the four of them.

The four were divided into two on the left and right, two standing by the door and two standing at the staircase, less than two meters apart.

Yang Yifeng thought for a while, took out a five-yuan bill from his coat pocket, quickly folded it into a paper ball and threw it between the two of them at the stairs.

Through Yang Yifeng's internal force, the paper ball folded with money seemed to be blown by the wind, and fell straight to the feet of the two.

The two of them heard the slight sound of something falling to the ground, and looked at the paper ball that fell at their feet, and then glanced at each other, one of them bent down with a little confusion and picked it up, and opened it to see that it was a five-yuan coin, and couldn't help but be stunned. It's rare for Sister Lin to fall from the sky, and it's rare to drop money.

And just when they were stunned, Yang Yifeng had already flown down, and before the two people next to the door could issue a warning, the two palm knives had already slashed at the necks of the two, dragging the bodies of the two and making them stand, Yang Yifeng flew to the stairs.

It was too late, it was too late, and the two Ximen disciples had just reacted that something was a little weird, and as soon as they turned around, a black shadow had already fallen in front of them.

An evil smile appeared at the corner of Yang Yifeng's mouth, and his true qi poured into his fingers, hitting the dumb points of the two. Later, when the two of them opened their mouths to speak, but couldn't make a sound, Yang Yifeng's fingers repeatedly pointed at the two of them, sealing many key points, and the two completely became petrified people who could only blink their eyes, but couldn't move or speak.

"Hehe, my little acupoint kung fu is gradually maturing." Yang Yifeng smiled, patted the faces of the two, and turned around and walked to the door of the room.

Proficient in the eight veins of the human body, the influence of various acupuncture points on the human body, Yang Yifeng is self-taught, and the true qi acupoint was invented by him as a point of acupoint kung fu, which is quite impressive.

He was confident that as long as he was not a person who was proficient in the acupuncture points of the human body, he would not be able to unlock the acupoints of these two people. After a long time, these two people will become completely wasted due to blood barriers.

The door was not locked, Yang Yifeng once again performed the magic skill of acupoints, connecting the two Ximen disciples who were already unconscious at the door with a few big acupoints, and then pushed the door open and walked in.

Through the bright moonlight outside the window, Yang Yifeng saw the scene in the room clearly, it should be complete with modern electrical appliances, quite neat and comfortable, in the innermost corner of the room, on a luxurious copper bed, the limbs were separated, and the hands and feet were tied with ropes, and it was vaguely clear that it was a girl in a short skirt, it was Meng Xiaoyu.

At this time, there were still vague tear stains on the girl's pale face, her body had obviously struggled for a long time, the sheets were a little wrinkled, and her beautiful eyes were full of fear and tears.

Yang Yifeng's pupils couldn't help but widen, with his eyesight, even though the room was very dim, he could still clearly see Meng Xiaoyu's body curves that had begun to take shape.

The sleeveless shirt is tightly wrapped around the body, and the neckline is open, revealing a piece of snow-white skin. The sacred and unexplored place holds up the two rounded peaks, forming a perfect arc with the smooth lower abdomen.

The khaki pleated skirt also had a small piece rolled up due to the twisting of the body, straight and soft calves, two thighs of white flowers, and a edge of the looming white lace cotton panties.

He could foresee what would happen when Ximen Qing tied Meng Xiaoyu to the bed and waited for him to finish talking. This bastard is definitely the kind of pervert who likes to play perverted games, this angle, this scene, even Yang Yifeng is a little confused, he can imagine how wonderful it is to play with the underage Lori in this situation.

Biting his tongue fiercely, Yang Yifeng put away his immoral thoughts, secretly scolded himself for becoming more and more dirty, took a few deep breaths, and walked to the bed.

He could clearly see the alluring appearance of Meng Xiaoyu spurting blood in this dim situation. But the girl didn't have his eyesight, and her pretty face showed a frightened look, and she struggled again, only squeaking the copper bed with a creaky sound, like the sound of some emotional men and women rolling out of the big bed.

Yang Yifeng didn't realize that she was not recognized by Meng Xiaoyu, and she was worried that her movement was too big and would be discovered by Ximenqing. hurriedly leaned forward, suppressed Meng Xiaoyu's arms, and half-knelt on the bed at the same time.

His actions at this time were like a villain who was about to commit atrocities, so frightened that Meng Xiaoyu resisted more and more fiercely, and big tears rolled down the corners of his eyes.

Yang Yifeng was helpless, and his whole body pressed down, hoping to stop Meng Xiaoyu from moving.

Feeling the strange stimulation brought by Meng Xiaoyu's delicate concave body, and smelling the faint fragrance emanating from the girl's body, Yang Yifeng's body reacted uncontrollably.

Meng Xiaoyu was very scared at this time, she was not an ignorant little girl, she didn't know anything about men and women, she saw someone coming in and suppressed herself, the girl's only thought was not to let the other party succeed, she had to struggle.

So, Meng Xiaoyu didn't know where the strength came from, and tried hard to break free from Yang Yifeng's body, but he never thought that such a violent twisting of his body would stimulate Yang Yifeng more and more, and the blood in his body was boiling.

Secretly screaming for his life, Yang Yifeng moved his body in embarrassment, hoping that his dishonest brother could stay away from Meng Xiaoyu's soft place.

It didn't matter if he moved, Meng Xiaoyu felt as if he had been electrocuted, and he trembled for a while, and he softened.

Damn, so sensitive? Yang Yifeng was secretly startled, and hurriedly stopped his movements, not daring to stimulate Meng Xiaoyu again.

Laboriously poking out a hand, Yang Yifeng leaned forward and took off the handkerchief blocked in Meng Xiaoyu's mouth, but he didn't want to, the girl was also a strong woman, and he thought he was going to start kissing his mouth.

So he opened his cherry mouth, and the two rows of little tiger teeth bit Yang Yifeng's shoulder mercilessly.

Yang Yifeng's whole body trembled, he could clearly feel the girl's teeth biting into the flesh, which was more powerful than Han Yixue's bite tonight.

Forcibly enduring the pain in his shoulder, Yang Yifeng had a feeling of wanting to cry without tears, why was he so little back tonight, he was bitten by a girl in the same part one after another, to be honest, it really hurt.

Seeing that the girl would not let go of her mouth when she bit herself, Yang Yifeng gasped for air, and whispered in a trembling voice: "Meng Xiaoyu, it's me, I'm here to save you." ”

"Ahh How are you? ”

Meng Xiaoyu was biting so well that he didn't even feel the blood in his mouth. I thought there was an auditory hallucination, why is this voice so familiar.

Soon, Meng Xiaoyu's eyes widened, let go of his small mouth, and shouted in surprise

Yang Yifeng hurriedly covered Meng Xiaoyu's mouth, lowered his voice and said, "Don't speak, be careful to be heard." ”

Seeing that the girl nodded vigorously to show that he understood, he put down his hand and whispered with a smile: "You are really ruthless, you were a dog in your last life?" ”

"I'm a dog in this life, who let you bully me." Meng Xiaoyu's seemingly innocent face was full of shyness and annoyance, and she glared at Yang Yifeng and said.

"Ahh Yang Yifeng was speechless again, and said with an embarrassed wry smile: "I'm here to save you, I'm afraid that you will make a move to attract them, so I have to stop you from moving." ”

"Hmph, what are your hands doing now?" Meng Xiaoyu gasped slightly, and asked in a shy and trembling voice.

Yang Yifeng was stunned for a moment, and then realized that his other hand actually felt soft, covered with a ball of soft meat, and after pinching it a few times, he realized that it was a small mountain bag that was holding Meng Xiaoyu.

Moving his hand away in embarrassment, Yang Yifeng smiled wryly: "I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention just now, I touched the wrong place." ”