Chapter 147 of the text is passed
"Don't be nervous, you're playing a game."
Yan Qi blew close to Qiu Xiang's ear: "If this plan is successful, you will be safe." Remember, after entering the small courtyard, do not enter the boudoir, immediately hide in the wing, lock it, so that you are safe! I'll pretend to leave to give Ping'er a chance to do it. Be sure to relax and enjoy the excitement and joy of the game. ”
Akika nodded, calmed her nerves, and walked into the room.
Yan Qi also turned around and left.
When I met Ping'er, I naturally said hello.
Ping'er wandered at the door of Qiu Xiang, pretending to weed for a while, pretending to cool off in the gazebo, and stayed up until noon, and Qiu Xiang had not come out yet.
At this time, she concluded that Qiu Xiang was most likely asleep.
Yan Qi had already quietly returned, climbed a big tree diagonally opposite, and looked at Ping'er without blinking.
After cultivating the Wushan Rain Cloud Sutra, although he was not as light as a swallow, he was also very agile when he climbed up a big tree.
At this time, it was summer, and the branches were luxuriant, and no one could see Yan Qi hiding in the bushes.
He also brought a bag of lime with him, and in case of danger, he spilled it out, and he didn't care if it was despicable or not.
Ping'er picked up a stone, raised her hand, threw it into Qiu Xiang's small courtyard, and smashed it on the stone steps with a bang.
For a long time, no sound came out.
"Qiu Xiang is really asleep." Ping'er is overjoyed.
Yan Qi saw it in his eyes and realized that Ping'er was an old fritter.
Throwing stones to ask for directions, this trick is a necessary skill for walking the rivers and lakes.
Ping'er was sure that Qiu Xiang was asleep, and while there was no one left and right, she bowed her waist and jumped onto the wall like a raccoon cat.
The two-meter-high fence was climbed over by Ping'er without much effort.
"She really knows martial arts, and she's not weak."
Yan Qi saw it in his eyes, and was a little worried about Leng Youxue.
However, he was relieved.
Leng Youxue can fly around in the air, but he is a high master, and he has long been prepared, and his vigilance is high, so there is definitely no danger.
Yan Qi was condescending, and saw Ping'er's cunning figure, and climbed into Qiuxiang's room through the window.
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Leng Youxue has been in bed for a long time, and her patience is almost exhausted.
During this period, several maids came in, all of them were harmless to humans and animals, and they couldn't wake her up, so they left quickly.
"Isn't there a Lotus Cultist? Is Yan Qi playing tricks on me? Do you want me to look foreign with my bare ass? ”
Leng Youxue's red lips pursed tightly, and she had the urge to repair Yan Qi.
Suddenly, there was a very soft muffled sound from the window outside.
"Someone's coming."
Leng Youxue closed her eyes, breathed evenly, and secretly grasped the sword.
With her super hearing and years of experience in handling cases, it can be concluded that the extremely soft muffled snort just now was definitely an aftershock after her toes hit the ground.
"The person who broke in knew martial arts, but he wasn't very smart, he was just a rookie."
Leng Youxue gave a comment, no longer so nervous.
At the same time, close your eyes and let out a slight snoring sound.
And the real Qiu Xiang is hiding in the wing, the door has been bolted, and the window is iron, which is very safe.
As soon as Ping'er landed, she didn't rush to move, holding a dagger in her hand, listening to the snoring of the cold snow.
After listening to it for a hundred breaths, I found that the snoring was steady, and there was no intermittent feeling like fake, and I was relieved to be sure that Qiu Xiang was really asleep and was not woken up by the aftermath that landed on her toes.
She walked into Qiu Xiang's boudoir quietly on her tiptoes, and saw Qiu Xiang sleeping with her back to her.
He was covered with a thin blanket.
Leng Youxue had no clothes on, revealing a back as smooth as jade, and her skin was as white as snow and as smooth as jade.
Ping'er looked at it in her eyes and was extremely jealous.
This kind of superb stunner, delicate, slim figure, white and greasy skin, which man would not like it?
She looked at Leng Youxue's buttocks, which were covered with a thin jar, covering half of her plump buttocks, which was extremely sexy.
"Such a beautiful buttocks is really jealous, why is my ass flat and fat, but other people's buttocks are like ripe peaches, tempting to pick? I hate it. ”
Ping'er had a fierce light hidden in her eyes, approaching the cold and snowy.
"Footsteps are getting closer......"
Leng Youxue's martial arts are strong, although Ping'er's footsteps are almost silent, Leng Youxue can still rely on her intelligent hearing to judge Ping'er's footsteps approaching step by step.
"She's standing next to the bed, and she has a murder weapon in her hand, which should be a dagger."
Leng Youxue prepared silently in her heart, and the sword in her hand grasped more tightly.
As soon as the person takes further action, she will go into a violent killing.
Ping'er held the dagger in her hand, stared at Leng Youxue's half-hidden buttocks, reached out, gently grabbed the blanket, and slowly pulled it up.
She just wants to determine Akika's identity.
Now, Akika is a left-hander, no doubt about it.
Now, as long as it can be determined that Qiu Xiang has the red mole on her buttocks, Qiu Xiang's identity will be undoubted, and she must be the girl the organization is looking for.
Leng Youxue was on guard, nervous on one side, depressed and embarrassed on the other, and sulked at Yan Qi.
- Why should you show this head catcher's ass, why should she show it to a Lotus cultist, she is so old that she can actually admire my ass?
However, in order to solve the case, she also let it go.
Ping'er finally lifted the blanket covering her hips.
After a closer look, I found that the buttocks were as smooth as a mirror, not to mention a red mole, but there was no flaw at all.
Ping'er was full of disappointment and was stunned!
"There are no red moles, it seems that Qiu Xiang is not the girl the organization is looking for. Hey, it's been a long time since I've been investigating her, and it's taken a lot of work. This time the prize money is in vain. ”
Afraid of a fake, she stood up and went to look at Qiu Xiang's face again.
Judging from her position, you can see half of Leng Youxue's face, the eyebrows, the red lips, and the Qiong nose, all of which have determined Qiu Xiang's identity, as if it were fake.
"It's over, there is no hope at all, Qiu Xiang is not the person the organization is looking for at all, I must go back immediately to report."
Ping'er was very disappointed and got up to leave.
But seeing Leng Youxue's graceful figure and skin beating snow, such a stunner is like a god-given product, and it is beautiful and incomprehensible.
Thinking of his ordinariness, he can't help but feel evil.
Her eyes were full of malice, and she raised her sword and slashed at Leng Youxue's ass, trying to scratch her a few scars.
The cold light rises!
Leng Youxue clenched her sword, as if she had turned over, and flashed it lightly, Ping'er's sword fell into the air, and there was an inch difference between her and Leng Youxue's buttocks.
Ping'er has to swing the sword again.
Yan Qi's voice came from outside: "Is Qiu Xiang awake?" Qiuxiang, I'm here to bring you flour. ”
Ping'er broke out in a cold sweat, quickly put away the dagger, disguised a smiling face, and turned to say hello to Yan Qi.
"Ping'er is also there."
Yan Qi was full of smiles and carried a bag of flour on his shoulder.
Actually, it's not flour, it's lime.
As long as the scene is not right, there will be a lime flying immediately.
"Yes, Seventh Brother, I came to find Qiu Xiang for something, since Qiu Xiang is asleep, then I'll talk about it later, I'...... I'll go first......"
Ping'er pretended to be weak and quickly ran out.
"It's done."
Yan Qi snapped his fingers happily and turned back to Leng Youxue to celebrate.
However, when his eyes swept over Leng Youxue's buttocks, he saw that the white flowers were plump, his expression was sluggish, and his saliva flowed out.