The cliff stone is five zhang, the fine water is murmuring, the silver waterfall is green, splashing the rainbow bridge.

In the dense forest, a white mirror dragon pond is surprised, the fairy mist on the pond is ethereal, the cliff four walls are dotted with a few points of ink and green, the curtain water cave is like a dream heaven, and the scene of the fairy mountain is like a blessed land of the heavenly spirit.

On the shore of Qingtan, the dew in the pond is pumped up, flows backwards in the empty bamboo, is a zhang away from the pond, and flows in the wheel of the waterwheel.

The spring water falls, with the sound of the waterwheel bamboo shaft rolling, swinging around the fairy pond together, which is very pleasant.

Next to the green waterwheel, there is a small dark green house made of bamboo.

"Oh, you one-armed, hiding in this beautiful place is so happy, and you can't recite poetry, you are really blind to such a paradise."

The fairyland is very beautiful, but the girl has no intention of appreciating it, and today she came to be alone with this one-armed person for a while, and then she pulled out the cold blade, Ling Xue's blade cut through the breeze, but a cold air overflowed the surface of the pool, dissipating the light mist.

"I'm going to catch you today."

Zhenxiang gathered strength, volleyed his feet into the air, and flew directly into the gate of this bamboo house.

"Oops!"

A cup of good Longjing fell to the ground, and as soon as this one-armed man sat down and made a cup of tea, he was surprised by the flash that flew into the house, and the dragon well fell to the ground, so he was so angry.

Takefu can't learn the way of a literati.

One-armed and furious, which guy dares to come to his nest to make a mistake.

He sucked the scimitar and slashed at the white shadow with a fierce swing, and the two knives collided and stopped in the air.

The eyes of the two looked at each other, and the depth was condensed.

"You...... Are you Li Zhenxiang's marquis? ”

One arm said this, it poked Zhenxiang's heart, no matter how unreasonable you are, you can't count a beautiful woman like this.

Zhenxiang lost her good color, her face was full of ashes, and she swung her knife at the one-arm, the speed was so fast, the strength was so strong, the one-arm could hardly parry, and retreated again and again.

"What are you going to do, what are you going to do, you hack my house, you hack my house, oops!"

A knife slashed at the one-armed man's face.

"Oh, my face, my face, you guys split my face again!"

Half of the one-armed mask was split off, and another scar appeared on his face.

In this way, One-Armed gave up his life and vowed to dismantle the incense that had split off his face.

Above the deep pool, the bamboo house trembled, only to hear the knives fighting, and the bamboo house collapsed in an instant, and the remnants of the wall broke out small holes, like a sieve.

After a struggle, the scimitar was defeated by Zhen Xiangyong and could no longer support it.

"You mother-in-law, why are you so powerful, why have you become so powerful?"

Another knife slashed across the family's chest.

This guy was swaying in the wind with strands of rags, and his face was helpless.

If it is like this again, the one-armed head will be carried to this woman today.

"I said, I said, what do you want to know, I'll tell you a story, a beautiful story!"

Don't play with one arm, pick up a scripture book and put it in front of Zhenxiang, and ask the hero to put away the knife.

"Isn't this the end of the story, this girl has split dozens of holes in this house, in other words, will you read this scripture, oops!"

A wisp of perfume sprinkled on Zhenxiang's face.

"What the hell?"

The fragrance of dew wafts throughout the fairy pool, and a pair of partridges are secretly doing things on the branches.

"Not good!"

Zhenxiang's whole body is hot, her epidermis is already red, but her chest is extremely throbbing, and a feeling of pleasure bombards her whole body.

The pleasure is getting stronger and stronger, and only the girl is slapped on the head in order to calm down.

"You!"

The girl's nose overflowed with two thin red streams, and she couldn't even look directly at the single arm in front of her.

"You...... You're playing this trick! ”

Zhenxiang knelt on the ground, her hands supporting the ground, her head hanging to the ground, and the red blood from her nose dripped to the ground.

"Gotta get out of here!"

The girl was shocked to find that she could not stay here at this time, and had to run away quickly, and if she had passed for a while, she would feel that she would treat this one-armed man alive as dust.

The one-armed fragrance is called Chunxiang Dew, which is twice as medicinal as traditional aphrodisiacs, and is a profound pharmacology.

Zhenxiang didn't know that this one-armed person was alone in the mountains, how could there be such a fragrant dew, could it be that this one-armed lady couldn't do it.

"Oops!" The girl didn't have time to think about it, if she didn't fly away, she would probably become this one-armed lady first.

Zhenxiang retreated, but felt that his strength was pouring down, and he couldn't fly.

"Damn, so careless, what's the matter!"

This one-armed person is not a good Li Zhenxiang purple man, the woman in front of her can't wait to eat her flesh, sleep on her skin, and make her bones into maces, and tickle her youngest son in the future.

A scimitar was unceremonious, slashing at the unconscious girl's head.

"Bang!"

A knife flashed, and the anger fell into the mountains and rivers.

The one-armed man is not as brave as this person, and the scimitar is shaken off the remnants of the bamboo house, and the bamboo house blasts out a huge hole.

"Who are you?"

One arm was humiliated, he was the first in the world, but he didn't expect that someone in this world would shake the scimitar in his hand three feet with a knife.

"Rin...... Rinchen, hurry, you're just in time, stun me, I can't stand it! ”

Zhenxiang was still kneeling, and the red blood on her nose never stopped.

"Zhenxiang, why are you poisoned, is there an antidote?"

"Nonsense, you dead general, what did I ask you to do if I had an antidote?"

After that, the essence and blood in Zhenxiang's body exploded again, and her eyes began to blur, but her clothes felt that they had become a burden, and she was about to tear them into pieces if she couldn't hold her desires.

"What kind of poison have you been poisoned for, what are you doing when you kneel on the ground, come, I will help you up!"

"No!"

Zhenxiang and a fragrant palm were placed in front of Rin Chen's eyes and swayed.

Zhenxiang turned her head sideways, but she frightened the knife-wielding dust.

"You still kneel and rest, I'll take down this one-armed!"

Rin Chen ran away, Zhenxiang smashed his fist on the ground, muttering What did this general do when he ran away, are we afraid that we can't do it?

"You, where to go!"

The dust flew wildly, and in a moment, the one-arm was captured and tied up with hemp rope.

"Quick, tell him, who is he?"

Rin Chen turned his back to Zhenxiang, and according to Zhenxiang's instructions, he drove a knife to the other hand of the one-armed: "Tell me quickly, who are you?" ”

Obviously, this one-armed arm didn't want to completely become a stump arm, and Dao Yan said that he was the green face sent to hunt down Li Zhenxiang and Li Tai on the bank of the Li River in Xibang a year ago.

Zhenxiang was furious, but when she finally found the person who killed Brother Li Tai and the maid, a wave of anger surged into her heart.

It's just that as soon as the anger rushes to the top, it is dispelled by the medicinal properties of the incense.

"Q...... Ask him, why do you want to hunt him down like this? ”

The red blade of the dust rubbed this guy's arm and drew a bloody mouth: "Why do you harm me Zhenxiang?" ”

Although the one-armed arm was in severe pain, he muttered a few words on his mouth, and although Zhenxiang was confused, it seemed that the one-armed prevarication was obviously a fake.

Seeing that this person was so stubborn, Zhenxiang changed her words: "Ask...... Ask him, yes...... Who's ...... Whose commands! ”

Rin Chen put the knife on one-armed's neck again: "Who instructed you?" ”

One arm looked at Rin Chen, his face full of horror, but he didn't say anything.

"Who the hell instigated it???

In the Longtan Immortal Forest, a girl's angry sound of smashing the ground resounded in the mountains and forests, and then the coquettish voice of a delicate and wanton soft woman came.

"Rin Chen, I'm dying!"