"Giggles, it turned out to be a little brother. Is it a slave?"

Just when Yang Lin was stunned and looked at others, the beautiful woman opposite smiled slightly and walked over.

The night breeze blows, the moon is in the sky, and the starlight is embellished, it seems that it is all to fulfill the woman's style and beauty.

Is it beautiful or not?

Of course it's beautiful!

Just walked out of the ravine, Yang Lin had never seen such an amorous woman in his life.

It's just that when I saw this beauty, I didn't know how another shadow naturally appeared in my consciousness.

Pink power suit, bright eyes and bright teeth, heroic and compelling, tender like water, clear and warm, that is Zhao Feiyan.

Zhao Feiyan, although not as charming as the woman in front of her, but her beauty does not seem to be inferior, but she is just a childhood sweetheart, seeing each other every day, Yang Lin has never paid attention to it, to be honest, before seeing this beauty, Yang Lin never knew that Zhao Feiyan was a stunning beauty.

For twelve years, he only regarded her as a brother, a buddy, a confidant, and a relative.

Fifteen-year-old Yang Lin, who grew up in a remote place, has never awakened the idea of men and women.

However, at this moment, Yang Lin suddenly felt a little irritable, which made him a little flustered.

Watching the beauty coming, her waist moved, her eyebrows were full of affection, and she clearly wanted to see it in her heart, but she felt that she shouldn't see it in her consciousness.

It's so awkward!

Chop!

As soon as his mind moved, Yang Lin cut off the embarrassed thoughts in his consciousness.

He doesn't like such emotions and prefers to express his original intentions directly.

"Beautiful! Sister is really more beautiful than the fairy of the Moon Palace!"

Yang Lin stared intently, oh, admiring, like looking at the bright moon in the sky, seriously, but the effect was a little hazy.

Listening to Yang Lin's sincere praise, the beauty was even happier, gently waved her thin willow waist, and drove the night breeze to dance along.

"It's a pity......"

Just when the beauty opened her cherry mouth slightly, Yang Lin shook her head and looked up at the sky, as if she couldn't bear to look at it directly.

"Giggles, please also ask the little brother to teach~~"

Yang Lin looked at it carefully again, still shook his head, and sighed:

"The melon is not ripe, what is the scenery of Xiaosha......?

Then, just as the beauty was stunned and thoughtful, Yang Lin immediately jumped away.

For the next storm, Yang Lin had already experienced, after all, every time he said this, Zhao Feiyan would chase him endlessly.

Sure enough, after the beauty was stunned for a moment, she immediately reacted: it turned out that this thief was mocking herself!

Hum!

When he snorted coldly in his heart, his figure floated and chased after Yang Lin.

At the same time, a white jade-like index finger stretched forward, and a faint white light flashed on it, like moonlight, which was more sharp than moonlight.

Yang Lin's heart sank slightly.

He could see clearly that Ximen Qing, who was in the Qi Refining Realm, had just died under this onion-like finger.

Although Yang Lin didn't hear what Ximen Qing said before he died, he could deduce that this was no longer the power of martial arts.

If the martial arts want to achieve the same effect, I am afraid that at least above the qi realm, and with the age of this beauty, Yang Lin would not think that she had reached such a vast realm no matter what.

The last possibility can only be the power of the Immortal Dao, and the faint white light on it is indeed the aura.

It was impossible for Yang Lin to admit his mistake, he had personally felt it before, and the aura of the miserly old Taoist Wang Deliang still had the fragrance of orchids.

In this way, the matter is a little serious.

After all, although the aura is reviving now, the power of the immortal path is not visible in the world at all, and there is a woman in front of her who can use the aura.

So, is she really the third son of the Simon family?

Since he didn't know much about this world, Yang Lin couldn't judge.

Because of this, he was more curious, and naturally wanted to give it a try.

He has an ancient method such as "A Machete", but now he can't even look at it, so how can she use the Immortal Dao technique?

......

The eyes of the knife are turned on.

Every attack of the beauty appeared in the sea of consciousness without revealing it.

Phew!

Refers to breaking the air and burning aura.

is menacing, and the strength on it may have already exceeded 20,000 catties, and it is no wonder that Ximenqing didn't even have a chance to block it before.

However, Yang Lin could clearly see that this attack was just a false move.

The real killer move is in the other hand, a small hidden weapon, hidden between the fingers.

Hiss!

It's really a big trick!

If it weren't for the sword eye and the ability to see his attack thoughts clearly, Yang Lin would definitely have fallen into a trap.

After a few times, the beauty's yin tricks seem to have been used again, and I can't think of a new posture.

Suddenly, she flicked her long legs and jumped back into place.

looked at Yang Lin, looked and looked, his eyes flashed, and then his eyes lit up, and he smiled slightly, as if he had thought of a way to crack it.

Seeing her expression, Yang Lin was dark, clenched the machete, and waited for it.

Encountering this master who can play with aura, Yang Lin felt very aggrieved, when the aura killing move was launched, it was not only powerful, but even more annoying was that the speed was extremely fast, and it would never be good if he rashly faced it.

For the first time, Yang Lin strongly wanted to cultivate immortals and learn the Tao!

This is not a level of things at all, even if his martial arts talent is high, even if he already has 20,000 catties of strength, he can be a little passive against this woman whose martial arts are far lower than his own.

It's so uncomfortable, I don't feel like I'm cool at all.

"Hmph, thief, you're done!"

The beauty rushed again, her pink fist clenched lightly, her index finger slightly extended, and her long legs brushed and stepped on it.

Yang Lin squinted, but suddenly, he was taken aback.

The tried and tested sword eyes have failed!

......

To be precise, it was the other party who hid his thoughts, so that the knife eye could no longer judge accurately.

At this time, in the face of the opponent's repeated trick, Yang Lin was no longer calm.

The tricks of the Immortal Dao are completely different from the Martial Dao.

Martial arts is based on strength, and there is always a process of accumulating, holding, and releasing force, and no matter how high the cultivation is, it is impossible to break this law, which is nothing more than to optimize some technical details.

The Immortal Dao is based on spiritual power, which does not need to be controlled by the body, and is completely driven by the mind.

Realizing this, Yang Lin understood that he could only use a machete.

......

The ancestral machete, there are [eight styles of chopping]:

It's a week of rotation!

Second, it is said that the stars are swept by the storm!

Three stabbing days to stab the sky!

Fourth, chop the waves!

Five is said to be a knife across the river!

Sixth, the dragon has no shadow!

Seven days are said to be backers without blades!

Eight days of flying across the sky!

This eight-style machete method, I don't know how many years it has been inherited, how many people have gone through the improvement, it is completely tailor-made for the machete, and it is the only one, there is no other semicolon.

The eight-style chopping method, since the moment this machete is hung on the body, it is natural to understand, every day when I fall asleep, it will appear in my dreams, and I will practice constantly, so it has long become an instinct to use the machete, just like using my hands.

However, because of this, Yang Lin rarely uses it in reality, mainly because it is useless and necessary, and it can be solved by hand, so why do you have to use the knife.

Now, being forced into a corner by this beauty, she has no choice but to show her knife technique.

"Demon girl!

With a "swimming dragon without a shadow", Yang Lin's whole person turned into a swimming dragon, with the machete as the dragon head, wandering uncertainly, so that the beauty on the opposite side completely lost the advantage of speed and hardness.

The so-called "swimming" is actually shaking in Yang Lin's view.

It is nothing more than a big shake and a small shake, or a fast shake and a slow shake, a static shake shake, an organic combination of no less than a hundred shake methods, once shaken, it can't be shaken up for a day and a night.

Therefore, to deal with the beauties in front of you, this style is enough to deal with it easily.

The beautiful woman who originally took the initiative found that there was no way to take the thief at all, the machete was too hard to move at all, but her own fingers were numb......

"Haha! Beauty, can you still be satisfied with Yang Ye's trick of swimming the dragon without a shadow? If you are not satisfied, there is another trick to play the dragon and the phoenix......"

The machete flipped over, and Yu Mei's body flashed, and the situation was reversed in an instant, and it was an oblique knife at the slender jade finger.

The beauty was startled, and was about to replace defense with offense again, but suddenly felt a chill on her neck, and the fierce machete was already on her neck for some reason, and the chill penetrated her neck.

"Thief...... Brother, giggles, does the slave family have good skin?"

The beauty's eyes rolled, and she looked forward to it, she was really pitiful in the world, not to mention the clear and tactful, Chu Chu was moving.

Yang Lin looked at her, a little distracted for a while, who is this woman?

How can a big man become a delicate beauty?

At this time, if you look closely, you can see that the pores are delicate, the skin is smooth, and there is not even an Adam's apple on the swan-like neck.

The bulge is raised, the warped place is raised, even if it is a little unsatisfactory, but this is definitely not what a man should have.

Just changed her clothes, how could Ximen Qing become a beauty?

This woman, there is definitely a problem!

Could it be that this is a stand-in at all?

......

I thought about it for a long time.

"Little sister, who are you?"

Yang Lin stared at her.

"Giggles, please call the slave Ximen Qian. Hey, in the twenty-eighth year, I will see a real hero today. Little brother, shall we be friends?"

The beauty blinked and smiled softly, not afraid at all, not worried, confidently holding her chest up, and looking at Yang Lin with a serious face.

Ximen Qian?...... Simon Ba's daughter?"

The first sentence is to ask yourself, and the latter sentence is to Lao Wang.

Lao Wang has long been stunned, why is this style of painting more and more wrong.

Isn't Yang Ye here to kill people? How does this seem to be about to turn into a marriage discussion......

However, although Lao Wang thought so in his heart, he replied: "Master, it is said that Ximen Ba has only one daughter, named Ximen Yue. ”

Yang Lin looked at it scrutinically: "Imposter?"

The beautiful woman immediately disdainfully said: "Hehe, I will pretend to be her? It's really funny in the world! Ximen Ba has to call me aunt and grandmother, hum!"

"Hey, are you from Simon's family?"

"Of course. However, this Simon is not the Simon of Pisimen. This small Qinghe County is just a branch at best. ”

That's not a small tone.

"Where is Ximen Qing?"

"Giggles, aren't they standing right in front of you?"

"Are you really Ximen Qing?"

"If it's fake, giggle~~"

Burst!

A beautiful human head flew into the air, and there was still a three-point banter on that pretty face......

Suddenly, a ray of white light slowly condensed from above the corpse......