It was very hot, and the women wore very little.

The name of the poem Caiying is very literary, and the knife technique is very fierce. Seeing that a single knife did not work, she immediately pulled out another short knife. With two knives in hand, the body is like a dragon, and the offensive is like a rainbow, wave after wave, pressing step by step.

At this moment, she is Ruyue in "Hero", Thirteen Niang in "Martial Arts", with fierce moves and pressing step by step. The sword light turned into a chilling shadow, entangled Cao Miao, lingering and deadly.

Even though Cao Miao intended to provoke and wanted to see this woman's skills, she was still forced to take a few steps back by her ferocious attack, a little embarrassed.

The woman attacked again, her vigorous body was like a female leopard, flexible and full of strength, dexterously avoiding the desk in the house, and the double knives were like flying colorful butterflies, attacking Cao Miao's vital point, but she didn't spare her hand and sacrificed her life to fight.

If it weren't for Cao Miao's hard practice in the past few months, and taking the opportunity to teach Ah Hu and Qingtao to practice martial arts, he was afraid that he would not be able to survive two moves, and he would be in the corpse and bleed five steps. Still, he broke out in a cold sweat. Women are no exception, sweat beads are dripping from their heads, and their breath is scattered. Seeing that Cao Miao was busy but not chaotic, a strange look flashed in her eyes, she gritted her teeth and continued to attack.

It's a pity that she has lost the opportunity, Cao Miao quickly adapted to her rhythm, and fought with her under the cover of the furniture in the room. He didn't just dodge, and from time to time he also used the objects at his fingertips as weapons, and smashed them headlessly to delay the woman's attack.

"Ping Pong" made a chaotic sound, and after a while, the house was in a mess, and there were a lot of things on the ground.

The woman accidentally stepped on a pen holder that fell to the ground and almost fell. With her strong waist strength, she barely stood still, holding two knives, protecting the door, and glaring at Cao Miao angrily. "Can't you stop using these little tricks and fight seriously?"

After playing for so long, she sweated profusely, and the light silk dress was attached to her body, outlining her beautiful curves. The crispy breasts are undulating, the heat is rising, and the faint body fragrance is wafting, which makes people's hearts move. Between drinking and scolding, he is not squeamish, and he has a seductive posture.

Cao Miao grabbed the inkstone in one hand and the water bowl in the other, and said with a smile: "You are an assassin, I am a killer, do you still want to clear the field?" ”

The woman's eyes rolled. "Who said I was an Assassin?"

Cao Miao didn't answer her words and continued: "You are not only an assassin, but also an assassin from the north. I'm not wrong, right? As he spoke, he looked at the woman insolently. Not only are you good at swordsmanship, but you're also good at seducting people with color, making your opponents let their guard down and take advantage of the opportunity to kill. If the place was big enough, you could calmly perform the leg technique, and when the skirt was flying, use the leg technique to hurt people, maybe I would have died a long time ago. ”

The woman muttered something, put away her double knives, jumped forward, and disappeared out of the window.

Cao Miao was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly. The woman was still casual, and before she could finish speaking, the person ran away.

"Tuk-tuk." The door slammed, and Qingtao's voice sounded outside. "Prince, can the servant come in?"

"Come in." Cao Miao put down the inkstone and water bowl in his hand, looked around, and smiled bitterly. It's such a mess, it's enough for Qingtao to clean up for a while.

Qingtao pushed the door in, also startled by the chaos in front of him. But she didn't say anything, and immediately started to clean up. Immediately afterwards, Ah Hu also followed, looked at everything in front of him, touched his head, and joined the ranks of green peaches.

Cao Miao walked to the window, turned her back to Qingtao and Ah Hu, looked at the lights in the distance, thinking about the seductive body full of youthful vitality, and sighed in her heart.

"This bearded girl is just good at development."

After Qingtao finished cleaning up, he brought hot water again and waited for Cao Miao to wash. The special tub was too heavy and was not brought, only a large wooden tub. Cao Miao took off only her shorts, and Qingtao helped wipe her body, thinking to herself.

Just fought with a young woman, although there was no trace of thought at the time, looking back at the moment, it was still a little moved. He must think of something serious, so as not to show his ugliness in front of Qingtao.

"Prince, you're hurt." Qingtao whispered, her fingers sliding under Cao Miao's ribs and wiping a drop of blood.

Cao Miao looked down and found that he had not been able to retreat after all, and there were several wounds on his body. It's just that the wound is very shallow and I don't feel anything.

"That guy is very good?" Qingtao lowered her head and carefully wiped the area around the wound.

"She's professionally trained, connoisseur."

"Oh." Qingtao didn't say anything more.

Cao Miao thought about it for a while, and relayed the information that the woman had just provided to Qingtao. Although he taught Qingtao to practice martial arts, it was not for the purpose of cultivating killers. Qingtao practiced martial arts for self-defense, in order to have a chance to fight back in the case of being held hostage, rather than fighting head-on with others.

That's the responsibility of Shi Caiying and Ah Hu.

Poetry and Shadow. Thinking of this name, Cao Miao couldn't help but shake her head and muttered. Qingtao was slightly stunned, raised her head, and looked at Cao Miao. "Prince, what did you just say?"

"Didn't say anything, a name." Seeing that Qingtao's expression was wrong. Cao Miao was also surprised. "Have you heard?"

Qingtao was out of her mind for a while. "It's a little impressive, as if I've heard it somewhere, but I can't remember it for a while."

Cao Miao didn't say anything more. He was suspicious. The woman obviously said that this was the first time she had mentioned her Chinese name to anyone, why had Qingtao heard it anywhere? Of the two men, at least one of them was lying, and he was more inclined to the woman.

There is no need for Qingtao to lie. If she wanted to hide it from him, she wouldn't mention it.

"Qingtao, you pay attention to inquire in the past two days, and see where the school affairs office is, where that Yin Mo lives, or where he often goes. If you can meet Yin Mo, tell him that I want to meet him. ”

"Whoa."

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Cao Miao soon met Yin Mo, in the gold market west of Luoyang City.

Yin Mo is in his forties, medium in stature, with a Chinese face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a soft and slow voice, which is difficult to associate with the legendary school affairs that do all kinds of evil. When someone passes by, he will give way. If he gets in the way of others, he will apologize, and he will not reply when he is scolded, but just smile gently.

But when the officials of Jin City saw him, they seemed to see a ghost, their faces changed drastically, their knees weakened, and they almost knelt down on the spot.

Yin Mo didn't look at him, walked straight over, and seemingly casually entered the sword shop agreed with Cao Miao, and stood a few steps away from Cao Miao. The shopkeeper, who was introducing the goods to Cao Miao, looked at it and quietly retreated.

Yin Mo didn't squint, his hands were in his sleeves, his body bowed slightly, and he looked at Cao Miao quietly. After a while, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, revealing a shallow smile. "I wonder what the prince has to tell me when he comes to me?"

Cao Miao gently put down the short knife in his hand, turned his head and glanced at Yin Mo lightly, then retracted his gaze, and said unhurriedly: "If you have any greeting gifts, take them out, don't hide them." ”

Yin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, and then regained his composure. He took out a roll of paper from his sleeve and handed it to Cao Miao with both hands.

"An old file, I don't know if the prince is interested."