Lang Yuxiu raised her eyebrows, slammed her shot, and the hairpin stabbed out!

The ink crow had already prepared all over his body, and he dodged it in a flash.

However, at the moment when Lang Yu launched the second move, a pair of slender hands intervened in the middle of the two, this is a pair of extremely white and delicate palms, at first glance it looks like a woman's softness, but a closer look finds that the palm lines are staggered, and there are subtle calluses on each knuckle, which is obviously a pair of hands of martial arts practitioners, and what they are good at is definitely palm kung fu.

However, it is such a pair of hands, flying up and down, blocking left and right, completely sealing the distance of a square foot around Langyu's body, and she can't get close to the front half an inch.

Like the ink crow, he was dressed in an inky robe, but he carried a delicate jade wrench on the finger of his left hand, his head was tied with a rare purple and gold hair crown, and on his waist was a jade belt of forward rubies.

Moving and jumping with ease, one move and one style of advance and retreat, the strength of each palm is just right, Lang Yu was forced to be anxious, and the backhand was another heavy blow.

Turning sideways, Mo Crow finally saw the man's face clearly, but it was Yan Hong.

In the next move, Yan Hong jumped up, and a somersault flipped over the top of Langyu and landed on the side.

The sound of making jade was clear, and the hairpin tips were pierced out one after another.

Yan Hong flew up with one foot and kicked her hairpin-holding arm with her toes.

This move is fast and accurate, but the force is not heavy.

Lang Yu turned over and bent down, his upper body fluttered in a circle, and swept under the ink crow.

She swept by, leaned back, and circled beautifully against the ink crow, and actually smiled softly twice as gently as she could.

The tip of the hairpin in her hand swayed, and the blue light was faint, looking for every tiny flaw in the other party's body.

Yan Hong will not give her this chance.

He raised his left hand, almost brushing the tip of his nose. Although Lang Yu leaned back and avoided it, he still couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice.

The two jumped away almost at the same time and shot again.

Every trick of making jade is ruthless, effective and graceful, without losing the sense of beauty.

Yan Hong's shot was decisive and fast, and there was an indescribable charm in the change of body shape.

The two of them were quite dangerous, and they were like a black-feathered spirit crow. A golden-winged warbler flutters.

-- They all like to be beautiful at all times.

Lang Yu suddenly paused.

Her right hand holding the hairpin was pressed against her chest by Yan Hong, and as soon as she looked up, she smiled at the face of the ink crow.

In an instant, Lang Yu was already held hostage by the ink crow.

Yan Hong looked at her and chuckled, "Hmph." ”

Lang Yu also smiled at him, the five fingers of his right hand relaxed, and the hairpin fell.

She should have fought back right now, why did she throw down her weapon?

The hairpin did not fall to the ground.

Her left hand was like an orchid, and the hairpin was already between her fingers.

The fingers she uses to play the piano are extremely flexible, like flower petals flying, adjusting the hairpin to the best angle.

The next moment. She raised her left hand and stabbed the crow in the throat with a sharp and precise stab.

Yan Hong was slightly startled and waved her out.

The hem of the jade skirt fluttered like a blooming Shun Ying, turned around and circled again, leaned his back against the chest of the ink crow, and stabbed the hairpin again with the same move as Fang Cai.

The cold light on the tip of the hairpin flickered, stopping a few inches in front of the crow's throat, and it could no longer get close to a minute.

The two of them turned into the posture of Fang Cai again.

Yan Hong firmly grasped Langyu's left wrist and held her in front of him.

His hands were as steady as a rock.

He has achieved one of his goals. tried out the depth of the martial arts of the woman in front of him.

What does he think about the results?

Yan Hong said in a deep voice: "You have unique skills, but you are willing to be in danger - who are you?" ”

Lang Yu turned his face sideways, and actually said softly: "This son, if Ji Wuye knows." A stranger broke into his Nest, what do you think he will do with you? ”

She was sure that this man didn't want to do anything to her, so she simply kept saying that Ji Wuye was coquettish and threatened.

Yan Hong was also smiling. A smile that sees things clearly.

Yan Hong stared at Lang Yu's face again: "Stupid woman." Or that the sky above your head is too small, Ji Wuye is just a chess piece, and he will never be able to become a chess player. ”

Lang Yu smiled a little reluctantly: "Oh! Then childe you. Is it someone who plays chess? Lang Yu continued to probe, the one in front of her was too mysterious, she didn't have any information in her hand, she didn't dare and couldn't make this bet.

Mo Crow is laughing: smiling at the future boss Yan Hong, playing with this scheming woman, to be honest, he is not optimistic about this woman, and he doesn't want this woman to entangle his good brother, because the current Bai Feng is too simple, just like the white clouds in the sky, any color can pollute him.

As a friend, he didn't want Bai Feng's future to go astray.

Lang Yu's expression calmed down, and he released that kind of aura full of coquettishness and threat, and pretended to glance at Yan Hong confidently: "A subordinate who doesn't carry out orders, an arrogant guy, do you think Ji Wuye is a fool?" ”

Yan Hong said coldly: "You are in the Bird Pavilion, and you seem to know nothing about the outside world. "After tonight, there will be no Ji Wuye in the world, how can there be any danger, and if you don't know what to do, you still have to do what an excellent dead soldier should do, she knows in her heart that Mo Crow let Bai Feng go.

This is the biggest and most unforgivable handle of the ink crow in front of Ji Wuye.

With this handle, he really shouldn't care about anything else.

But Yan Hong's reappearance once again injected uncertainty into her plan, and there was no response from Her Royal Highness Honglian the last few times, and at this moment, she seemed to be really in an isolated island.

Lang Yu sneered, his face showed a look of smugness, and he said word for word: "Even if I really don't know anything, I can complete the task excellently." ”

Yan Hong clapped his hands briskly, it seemed that we praised Lang Yu's integrity, but the contempt in his eyes could be seen by everyone.

Lang Yu turned around gracefully and stood firmly, the skirt swirling in the wind like a chaotic shadow of a flower, and finally retracted her feet.

She heard Yan Hong say: "This special hairpin in your hand can penetrate Ji Wuye's armor, but it must not penetrate his flesh and blood, don't doubt my words, otherwise you will die a miserable death." ”

She stared intently at Yan Hong's expression in the mirror.

Yan Hong smiled faintly again.

A wealthy swinger, as if he doesn't care about human life at all, this qiē is just a game, making it difficult to distinguish between real and fake.

But Mo Crow clearly knew that the information of the big boss in the future would not be fake, because, Yan Guo, Mo Family, and Ghost Valley were superimposed, and it was too easy to deal with a little Ji Wuye.

Yan Hong said lightly: "You think I'm here to protect you?" ”

Lang Yu didn't seem to be really taken aback until this moment, but he still asked leisurely, "Isn't it?" ”

Mo Crow paced in front of her step by step: "Ji Wuye's strength is far more terrifying than you imagined, you don't know the danger you will face at all, it just so happens that I also want to use you to test this so-called strongest person in Korea"

"Ever heard of the praying mantis catching cicadas and yellow finches?

Lang Yu inserted the blue hairpin back into the bun: "You are the yellow finch?" ”

Yan Hong stood in front of the window where the jade was standing.

The cynical expression remains the same: "Not bad!" ”

The same sky spread out beyond the Bird Pavilion, and unlike the White Phoenix and the Ink Crow, such a sky was close to him, not out of reach.

"Woman, make good use of your surplus value, be a 'praying mantis' who does your best, you have to die, and Bai Feng will be truly reborn."

"Crow, let's go !!"

With an order, Yan Hong went away without hesitation, he knew that the ink crow would definitely come. (To be continued......)