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Wang Yong sank to the bottom of the water, leaning on his back and relaxing his tense body. The vicious Fujiwara Lichi really froze himself to death, and when he came out of the bathtub, he was blown by the mountain wind, and he was about to become a popsicle. Following the pleasant music, I couldn't wait to come over, and when I saw the hot spring, I jumped into the air despite the low bushes that crossed the thorns.

Wang Yong poked his head out and sighed comfortably, finally removing the chill from his body.

In a flash, in front of Wang Yong's eyes, a cold light flashed, and the sharp knife edge, like an arrow off the string, slashed directly at the top of his head. In a moment, Wang Yong quickly flipped sideways to avoid the sharp knife.

The surface of the water stirred up a thousand waves, and the smoke dispersed somewhat. Wang Yong looked, ah, her eyes were straight, Fujiwara Lichi was like white jade, standing in the pool, the green silk wisps covered the white and firm skin on her chest, the hair fit the delicate body, dripping with water droplets, if there was no murderous hand holding a horizontal knife. Just like the water fairy in the water, she is lonely and self-pitying, and her beauty is breathtaking.

"Hey, Miss Fujiwara, don't cut people around, I'm my own person." Wang Yong recovered from the surprise and quickly revealed his identity. He had fought with her, and this woman was no gentle little sheep. Ruthless and decisive, it's not easy to get along.

At this time, the melodious timbre of the shakuhachi hovers over the guzheng, like an endless stream of water, the dark waves are turbulent, and the flow is rushing down.

Brushing, a few knives followed, the knives approached Wang Yong's vital point, Fujiwara Lichi was like roasting in the fire, it was actually this obscene man. still looked at himself with relish, if he didn't dig out those two eyeballs, it was really difficult to understand the fire in his heart. Annoyed and angry, as if he didn't hear it, the killing intent accompanied by the sword light only slashed Wang Yong.

Wang Yong was up and down in the pool, dodging sensitively, and shouting with fear in his mouth: "Miss Fujiwara, I am Ouyang Feifei's husband." "Identify yourself again.

Fujiwara Lichi didn't care about it, and his sword eyebrows were upside down. The light of the knife glimpsed, sticking to the surface of the water and cutting into Wang Yong's lower abdomen in the water.

With a sword under his feet, one sideways, one hand on the back of the knife, he fell down and fell to the bottom. I took the opportunity to touch one of Fujiwara Lichi's lotus feet and grabbed it. In a flash, he unloaded her strength, overturned Fujiwara Lichi, and supported her flexible waist with one hand, and was afraid that she would drink the bath water. Wang Yongxin said: The chick is too ruthless, why don't you take a bath together. I took a look at you.

Wang Yong felt the softness in his hands, and his heart trembled. Xiao Nizi has good skin and can pinch out the water, and the hot spring is really a woman.

The shamisen is added, and it stirs up between the turns and turns, like spring water hitting stones, stirring up splashes and wetting the rocks.

The two of them are like dragons and phoenixes, funny and fluttering. Stir up a pool of water, wash up and down, splash the water.

Fujiwara Lichi was ashamed and annoyed, kicked it hard, and the knife in her hand flashed, she knew that Wang Yong was not without two strokes, and he had been a special soldier against drugs. The attack is even more ruthless. A strange changing arc of sword light pierced into the water. provoked a splash and hit Wang Yong's eyes. Take advantage of the knife to send forward, stab and pull. Wang Yong's shoulder was cut by a blade, and a trace of blood broke out of the skin.

Wang Yong clenched his fist and smashed it horizontally, exerting three points of force, hitting Fujiwara Lichi's soft chest, "Miss Fujiwara." You don't need to be so ruthless, the bathtub you arranged is too cold, and I will strayed into your hot spring nearby, and it is not a big deal. Don't you have mixed soup for men and women? Wang Yong looked at Ouyang Feifei's face. He couldn't really make an enemy of Fujiwara Lichi, and he didn't take this little injury to heart.

Fujiwara Riike was stunned and felt a little numb in her arm, but she didn't shoot her knife down. Wang Yong still has some strength in his hands, but that's it.

Fujiwara Lichi fought fiercely, shaking some hair, and a ruddy acacia bean almost broke out of the air, teasing Wang Yong unconsciously hot. suppressed his imminent desire to move, understood his reasoning, and discussed with her with emotion: "Miss Fujiwara, I'll leave first, I promise not to go out and reveal a word." "Look at the ruthlessness of this chick, in fact, she is quite conservative in her bones.

Wang Yong knew that he had lit the raging flame of Fujiwara Lichi, and if he continued like this, he would really die and cut himself willingly. Turn away from her seductive sinful body. First of all, a little sincerity. The snake hit another seven inches and continued: "Miss Fujiwara doesn't stop it, I'm going to shout for help." "Deliberately coughing loudly, ready to scream loudly.

At this time, the music slowly comes to an end, and the water of the stream flows into the pool, calming down.

Fujiwara Lichi hated this shameless person, and his own bodyguard outside, the Sandao Group-Shinobu Sakura, although he won't come in for the time being, but when he heard the shouts for help inside, he might have to pounce in, and when he saw himself in the same soup with a man, where was his face.

Seeing that he was defenseless again, he was dizzy by Wang Yong, and his face was red and white for a while. Resentful and helpless, he held the knife horizontally, pulled it hard, and split a curtain of water, and the tip of the knife picked up the wet bath towel floating in the water, and turned around to wrap himself. Carrying a watery knife, he pointed at Wang Yong in the pool: "For Ouyang Feifei's sake, I will spare you, you dare to talk nonsense outside, be careful of my knife." ”

"No, no, I don't see anything." Wang Yong could only beg for mercy in a low profile.

Fujiwara Lichi smiled strangely, turned around, stepped on a white stone on the shore of the pond, shook it, and left quickly.

Wang Yong stroked the scratched wound and smiled bitterly. Perfume is poisonous, and beautiful women have thorns.

Suddenly it felt a little weird. In an instant, the water in the hot spring pool slowly fell less and less. Wang Yong's body was like a sifting chaff, and his whole body was cold. The bath towel around my waist had long since fallen off, and I don't know where it was. It seems that the bath towel that Fujiwara Riike picked up in the water was the one he just wrapped. You're ruthless and poisonous enough.

Fujiwara Richichi was already in the wooden house, stretching out her arms, and the Sandogumi-Shinobu Sakura really dressed her, the kimono with a black background, simplified, only a golden dahlia bloomed on her shoulders. The golden sheen shone on that pretty face, and there was a hint of schadenfreude on her cold face at this time.

"Whew." A wolf howl came, desolate and miserable.

Fujiwara Lichi couldn't help but laugh out loud, and then reverted to condensation, and ordered: "Wait for fifteen minutes, put water into the Yukiji Pond, and then ......" Fujiwara Lichi hesitated, do you want to send clothes to that guy, it seems that it is too cheap for him. "I'll throw a small towel into the pool." Fujiwara Lichi didn't actually find out, and her cleanliness problem didn't attack.

Sandao Group - Shinobu Sakura, the heart of surprise is terrifying. Fujiwara Liike's joyful expression is the first time I've seen it. Is this still the self-contained, calm Sect Master of the Phantom Ninja Sect? Then it was true that they heard a man's voice just now, but they didn't dare to ask more, just obey the order obediently.

Under the mountainside, Ouyang Feifei and the three of them were almost soaked, and they didn't wait for Wang Yong to wait and wait, they were wiping their clothes.

"Is there a big bad wolf on this mountain?" Mao Mao hugged the doll and asked suspiciously, how does it feel like Wang Yong's father's voice.

Ouyang Feifei and Qin Wanrou looked at each other, how could they think that Wang Yong was screaming.

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