Xiao Yang rarely refuses a request from a beautiful woman, not to mention that it is such a glamorous request from the eldest lady, as a scholar, of course he has to do his best.

"That'...... I'm starting to plug in? Xiao Yang cautiously glanced at the face with closed beautiful eyes and made a tentative sound.

"Hurry up!"

Jun Tieying couldn't stand the grinding of this guy a little, her cheeks were extremely red and tender, and her hands subconsciously grabbed the corners of her clothes to hide the panic in her heart at the moment.

After the words fell, Xiao Yang stopped speaking.

After a moment, Jun Tieying felt a soft and paralyzing sensation coming from her inner thighs, and she trembled involuntarily, and her legs were almost uncontrollable to close......

"Spread your legs!" Seeing this, Xiao Yang hurriedly snorted, raised his head and looked at Jun Tieying with a wry smile, "Miss, if you don't open your legs, it will hurt a lot." ”

The silver needles pierced directly into both thighs, and of course it hurt.

Jun Tieying closed her eyes tightly, and forcibly endured the soft feeling of electricity hitting her legs.

The atmosphere was extremely charming, and Xiao Yang at this moment seemed to enjoy this fragrant acupuncture even more, and even sang a little song on a whim.

"As soon as I touched the girl's legs, Ning Yu's skin was slippery......"

Jun Tieying was simply ashamed and angry, however, at this critical juncture of acupuncture, she didn't dare to move casually, so she could only close her eyes and be forced to accept Xiao Liulang's touch......

Ren Jun ravaged.

Xiao Yang didn't pity the jade at all, his hand was up and down, and the lightning-like silver light kept flickering.

The ghost doctor has seven stabs.

About half an hour, when the last silver needle landed on the inside of Jun Tieying's thigh, Xiao Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat on his forehead.

"Okay, the needle will be collected in ten minutes, I believe that it will be ...... after this treatment" Xiao Yang's voice stopped abruptly, and at this moment, his gaze involuntarily fell between Jun Tieying's legs......

The light blue sè's underwear does not belong to the type of xìng feeling, but at this moment, on the thin fabric, Xiao Yang is faintly visible......

Water trails?

"What's ......" Jun Tieying couldn't help but open his eyes after seeing Xiao Yang stop making a sound, and was just about to ask a question, when his eyes came into contact with Xiao Yang's eyes, he couldn't help but move in the direction of his eyes......

"Ah!!h

A sharp and piercing scream burst into the air in an instant!

The grief is endless......

…………

The streets of the capital were already covered with water trails after the torrential rain, the vehicles were rushing by, splashing the water, and the pedestrians in raincoats were in a hurry, and the whole city was shrouded in a hazy atmosphere.

The Shen family manor, the atmosphere of depression and pathos is extremely spreading, it seems that it is difficult to wash away even if the heavy rain is pouring down, and the huge manor is crawling between heaven and earth like a wild beast that urgently needs to wake up and erupt, accompanied by a strong anger that is forcibly suppressed.

Shen Bingshan's burly body sat in the chief position of the hall, his face was as cold and silent as a glacier, as if he was looking down at the ground, and the cold light that occasionally flashed in his eyes made people shudder.

On her side, Ma Jingmei and Shen Yasi stood with each other, their eyes full of pathos.

In the three rows in front of the hall, all of them were purple-clothed guards, nearly 100 people, which was the strongest guard force in the Shen family manor.

At this moment, everyone's faces were cold and solemn, and they didn't dare to take any more breaths, and their bodies stood straight, their eyes were level ahead, and they were ready to be on call at any time. Everyone knew that all they had to do now was wait.

Wait for the order of the head of the house.

Time passes slowly......

Suddenly, Shen Bingshan's low eyes suddenly rose, and his body suddenly stood up, as if the entire sky seemed to suddenly sound a thunderclap.

Under the blows of successive overturns, at this moment, Shen Bingshan, the head of the Shen family, was bound to come out of the way.

If you don't kill the robe, you won't give up!

His eyes swept forward coldly, and he waved his hand gently, and his cold voice slowly fell down, "The purple-clothed guards listen to the order, teams one to three, from now on, you only have one task, use all the intelligence power of the Shen family to thoroughly search the capital." "Even though there should be the actions of the Tianzi Pavilion, the Divine Whip Gate, and even the Killer Blood Demon in the waiting meeting, Shen Bingshan can't wait to find out the whereabouts of the killer's 'robe'.

If the real killer 'robe' has knowledge under the spring, I am afraid that he will finally be able to look at the mass grave of no return in Sen Leng. I have never 'enjoyed' such embattled treatment in my life.

It's a pity that no one knows that although the killer 'robe' has its name, it has long been changed.

There is no doubt that as long as Xiao Yang himself did not take the initiative to appear as a killer 'robe' and was caught, no matter how Shen Bingshan dug into the ground, he would never be able to find the killer 'robe' that disappeared in the vast sea of people.

Unless, go to hell to find it.

Nearly two-thirds of the purple-clothed guards received the order, and soon their figures quickly disappeared into the rain outside.

Shen Bingshan looked at the rest of the people, and for a moment, he took the lead in striding forward, "At this time, Senior Ping should be almost there." Everyone in the Shen family walked to the door of the manor, let the heavy rain beat their bodies, stood straight, and looked at the end of the road......

Shut down

About a quarter of an hour later, suddenly, Shen Bingshan's pupils shrank suddenly.

In the rain curtain in front of him, a majestic aura penetrated with the spread of the rain, and the oppressive sky, at this moment, seemed to become more dim.

Everyone couldn't help but feel a shock in their hearts, as if they had been hit hard out of thin air.

The strong are coming!

Shen Bingshan's god suddenly became solemn, his eyes looked straight ahead, and he didn't dare to have any disrespect at all. Because he could faintly feel a burst of anger from this powerful aura.

Even, killing intent.

Cui Tong's death may cause a major earthquake in the capital.

The killer's 'robe' must be punished.

Call!

A black car came slowly in the rain, and in the hazy rain and fog, the breath of a strong man came from inside the car......

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

Shen Bingshan led the Shen family to step on the rain to win, at this moment, the black car slowly stopped in front of everyone, one side of the car door opened, and a young man in a green sè coat walked out quickly, holding an umbrella in his hand, hurriedly walked to the other side of the car door, opened the car door......

At this moment, a figure appeared slowly!

Dressed in a dark blue robe, about thirty years old, his face was extremely cold, his eyes were as cold as a blade, and the moment he appeared, it was like a cold blade that instantly crossed everyone's eyes, making people involuntarily close their eyes and open them again.

It is impossible to look directly at its edge.

When Shen Bingshan saw the visitor, he was stunned at first, and a smile hurriedly flashed across his face, "It turned out to be Senior Brother Mo!" What appeared in front of him was not the Ping senior that Shen Bingshan was waiting for, but his second disciple, Mo Ji.

Shen Bingshan had seen Mo Ji by the side of Ping's predecessor, as the second disciple of Ping's front seat, his strength was far above Cui Tong. Shen Bingshan had personally witnessed a strong man who had offended the Divine Whip Sect, and his strength was in the late stage, but he was killed by the Mo Ji Divine Whip!

"The strength of the people in those places is not comparable to ours at all." Shen Bingshan only had awe in his heart, and at the same time, he knew very well that the people who came out of those places, even if they entered the Yanhuang Tianzi Pavilion, could become outstanding!

Mo Ji glanced at Shen Bingshan indifferently, and said indifferently, "Take me to see Senior Brother Cui's corpse." ”

The chill in the eyes is chilling!

Shen Bingshan was shocked unexpectedly, and immediately nodded hurriedly, his eyes swept into the car, and his tone was faintly apprehensive, "Senior Ping...... In the news he got, Senior Ping came in person.

"Master Zun has visited his old friend, and the enmity of Senior Brother Cui will be resolved by me." In the cold tone, there is a strong confidence.

Shen Bingshan knew that he was qualified to say this.

Among the many disciples of the Divine Whip Sect, Mo Ji's strength is also among the best.

Without further ado, he immediately turned around and led Moji into the manor quickly......

There were not many people who came with Moji on this trip, only three or two people followed, but each of them looked arrogant, and their eyes were full of arrogance.

"I really don't know if Lu Dao is really that powerful...... "As he walked, suddenly, a purple-clothed guard of the Shen family muttered softly, the voice was so subtle that basically no one heard it except himself.

However, at this time......

Sou!

A green-robed little guy who was following behind Mo Ji suddenly flashed to the side, and with lightning speed, he raised his palm coldly and slammed it on the chest of the purple-clothed guard.

Burst!

With a mouthful of blood spurting out, the purple-clothed guard fell down in response.

Sou

The little god of green coats calmly returned to Moji's back.

It seems like just doing a trivial thing.

At this moment, almost everyone's face changed dramatically!

Powerful!

My heart shook violently, and the scene just now involuntarily flashed in my mind......

A green-robed little guy who followed behind Mo Ji already had such strength, and he didn't use his unique divine whip to shoot the Shen family's purple-clothed guards away with one palm! One can imagine how unfathomable Moji's strength is.

Shocked!

Even the face didn't dare to let out even the slightest angry look, and after the two guards walked out and helped the purple-clothed guard down, everyone then walked in the direction of the hall......

Except for the rain lapping, it was silent.

During the whole process, Moji didn't squint at all, and looked forward indifferently......

In the distance, Ma Jingmei and Shen Yasi's mother and daughter followed behind.

"Mom," at this time, Shen Yasi finally couldn't hold back the confusion in her eyes, "Divine Whip Gate, what is the origin?" ”

"Don't talk nonsense." Ma Jingmei's face changed, and she hurriedly covered Shen Yasi's mouth, glanced at Mo Ji and the others who had already stepped into the hall, and breathed a sigh of relief, "Yasi, don't ask this question in the future." ”

Inside the hall.

A cold corpse was covered with a white cloth.

Everyone stopped.

Mo Ji walked up slowly, squatted down gently, looked indifferent, stretched out his hand and slowly lifted the white cloth, and his eyes fell on the wound in the center of the corpse's eyebrows for the first time.

His face changed suddenly, his pupils constricted, he stared at the wound, and his voice full of shock involuntarily sounded......

"Sword Venerable is out?"