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The ships shuttling in the distance seemed to be looking for something, and although there were many of them, they were in good order.

On the boat, a beautiful woman in a pink dress and a pink skirt and holding two swords stood in a curling manner, her words and deeds full of vigilance.

The moonlight is soft, and they are set off beautifully.

The boats of Qixiufang are not ordinary, large and small, and almost every boat has a mechanism set up by skilled craftsmen to urge it with internal force.

So those patrolling ships are fast and come very fast.

Xinghuan didn't want to pay attention to it originally, he just wanted to hide in the sea water and continue his own business.

After all, he had been interrupted several times today, and this time he didn't want to be interrupted again.

But he was interrupted again.

He forgot the sword box, forgot the little white tiger.

So, after the little white tiger noticed the movement and yelled at the patrolling ships curiously, he was surrounded, perhaps it should be said that the little white tiger was surrounded.

Obviously, he couldn't leave the little white tiger and the sword box alone.

The moon in the night sky is reflected in the deep blue sea, and it is sparkling.

In the encirclement of many small boats, the little white tiger paced back and forth on the sword box, his limbs slow but powerful, and his throat kept growling.

On the boat, the goddesses looked curious and cautiously looked at the little white tiger.

"What a cute little white tiger."

"What about its owner?"

“…”

The Qixiu female disciple led by him ignored the whispered comments of the companions around her, and quietly watched the little white tiger silently.

The torches on the ship dispelled the darkness around her, and by the light of the fire, her gaze fell on the sword box beneath the little white tiger, and her eyes were thoughtful.

Suddenly, she said with a straight face: "Quiet." ”

As the words fell, the place fell completely silent, except for the faint sound of the wind and the waves.

A small white tiger suddenly appeared on the sea, and there was no doubt that it must have an owner.

As for who the owner is, it is not difficult to guess.

Now there is only one woman in the rivers and lakes, always accompanied by a little white tiger, and combined with the unique and gorgeous sword box, the answer is already coming out.

There is no one else except the woman who stirred up the storm in the entire South China Sea as soon as she came.

Underwater, in the water balloon, Xing Huan took advantage of the water potential he initially felt to drive away the water droplets on him and Yan Rong's bodies, and slowly surfaced.

The sea water under their feet is undulating, making Xinghuan and Yan Rong feel as if they are stepping on a soft waterbed.

The woman in charge looked at the sea water under Xinghuan's feet in surprise, and Liu Mei frowned slightly: "Why are the two of you here?" ”

Xinghuan looked down at Yan Rong, whose delicate body was so soft that she was in her arms, and she was still breathing rapidly, she felt powerless in her heart, and sighed: "I originally planned to visit again tomorrow." ”

The woman said expressionlessly: "What is the so-called?" ”

During a leisurely stroll, Xinghuan took Yan Rong to the sword box and said, "Find someone." ”

He didn't hide his purpose, in his opinion, since Yujie's mother and daughter are here, and they can move freely and leave him a message, then this place should be safe.

At least, Qixiufang will not hurt the mother and daughter.

On the boat, the woman looked at Xinghuan sharply and said, "Who are you looking for?" ”

Xinghuan thought for a while and said bluntly: "A mother and daughter." ”

The woman fell silent, as if hesitating about something.

Suddenly, a brilliant firework burst into the night sky.

The woman looked at the fireworks and said, "Lead them to the boat and treat them with courtesy, and the rest will continue to be under martial law." ”

"Yes!" After the women responded in unison, they dispersed.

In the blink of an eye, only a small boat remained.

On the small boat, the pretty woman looked defensive, and said, "Two please." ”

Xinghuan smiled slightly, and the sword box under his feet floated along the water.

Seeing this, a solemn look flashed in the pretty woman's eyes.

The internal force is profound, and the light work is clever......

Many people can do it by treading water, but there are not many rivers and lakes that can do it so easily.

In the central area of the show, a boat specially designed to receive distinguished guests is brightly lit, as if it were daytime.

During the banquet, Xinghuan and Yan Rong sat down peacefully.

Perhaps for convenience, it is rare to see high tables and high chairs in the show, most of them are delicate and beautiful low tables, upholstered, and you can sit down directly.

The boat is made of iron and wood unique to Mount Emei, which can keep it for thousands of years without decay, and is extremely hard, which can easily resist the attack of creatures in the sea.

In fact, because of some unique methods, the entire show is rarely attacked by sea creatures.

Most of the time they are prepared for natural and man-made disasters, and for them, the sea is much safer than the land.

The boat is a three-story boat, and not only does it look beautiful on the outside, but it also has a hole inside.

In general, only women are allowed to participate in the show, and only distinguished guests can come up.

The person who received Xinghuan and Yan Rong was a woman who seemed to be very respectable.

The woman is also wearing a thin pink dress, the difference is that the clothes on her body are more gorgeous and exquisite, and her appearance is no worse than Yan Rong, only her figure is a little worse.

Yan Rong's figure is too good, not only her breasts are unusually full, her buttocks are plump and straight, but her willow waist is also very slender and her beautiful legs are slender.

Because of the poison of lust, Yan Rong's figure has completely developed to the extreme, and the overall proportion is perfect.

Especially the overly full chest, even when Xinghuan tried his best to change his chest, he still couldn't compare, and he was willing to bow down.

On the third floor of the boat, there is an open-air pavilion dedicated to admiring the moon and receiving distinguished guests.

The scenery here is indeed very good, with an unobstructed view, especially at this time, under the bright moonlight, in the comfortable and pleasant breeze, it is a rare enjoyment.

Two fine wooden tables were placed face to face, and the sword-wielding maid not far away stood slim.

The posture of a woman sitting on the floor is generally very feminine.

Just like at this time, Yan Rong sat on her knees, a pair of slender and plump fleshy legs exposed to the air without any scruples.

On the other side, the same is true of the woman whose identity is not simple.

Xinghuan was the only one sitting cross-legged.

After all, he can't learn the softness of a woman, although he has an appearance, he is as always on the inside; And even in appearance, there are many things he can't accept......

The food and wine were quickly put in order.

Xinghuan is very satisfied.

Because he doesn't have to worry about having nowhere to sleep tonight.

The unidentified woman suddenly smiled inexplicably and said, "Little woman Yunsheng." ”

Xinghuan tasted the wine that had already entered his throat and said, "Hongyan." ”

Yan Rong's skin was white and tender, and she tried her best to maintain her dignity and sobriety, smiled gently, and said, "Yan Rong." ”

Once the lust is provoked, it can only be released, and the longer it endures, the more violent it will only become.

knew so, but she couldn't bear it.

During the banquet, although the three of them did not say their respective identities, they all knew it.

The veils of Xinghuan and Yan Rong have long been removed, so there is no need to cover them in this case.

Yunshang's eyes wandered, her eyes fell on Yan Rong's body, and she said with a light smile: "Sister is the head lady of the Qingcheng faction?" ”

Yan Rong sighed faintly and said, "Exactly." ”

Yun Sheng supported the small chin with her bare jade arms, and said meaningfully: "Sister, why should I bear it." ”

Yan Rong glanced at Xinghuan with silky eyes, and after reluctantly smiling, she stopped speaking, feeling very helpless in her heart.