Blood stained the lilies red, and the veils red. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Miao Yun's face was pale, and she lamented in her heart.

After all, she couldn't defend herself.

She wasn't to blame for that, because the other party's attack fell from the sky.

This reminded her of a palm technique, a palm technique that fell from the sky.

If you come to the palm of God!

Spotless pure white robe, short body, innocent smile, shiny bald head.

No matter how you look at it, this is a harmless little monk.

But it was such a little monk who beat Miaoyun to a serious injury with just one palm.

The palms of the little monks are small, pink and smooth.

No one could have imagined that such a small hand would be so powerful when slapping with all its might.

Miao Yun couldn't have imagined.

Duan Zifei didn't expect it either.

With a slight smile, the little monk Mingzhen floated down, and his little feet accurately stepped on the gradually extinguishing signal flare.

Miaoyun relied on this signal flare to force him out.

Under the pine tree, Duan Zifei exclaimed: "I didn't expect the master to practice the legendary "Rulai Divine Palm". ”

The little monk Mingzhen said modestly: "The little monk only touched a little fur, and the master said that it was a little close." ”

Duan Zifei shook the folding fan in his hand, smiled gently, and said, "Why should the master be too humble." ”

Mingzhen shook his head slightly and said no more.

Duan Zifei was bored, his eyes fell on Miaoyun, and said, "Senior sister of the Emei faction is nothing more than that." ”

After a pause, he said with interest: "I have long heard that Senior Sister Miaoyun's face is all over the world, but no one has ever really seen it, but I didn't expect that now I have the opportunity to get a glimpse of the truth and falsehood." ”

As he spoke, his fingers connected, and the energy of a yang finger continued to fall on Miaoyun's delicate body, quickly sealing several acupoints throughout his body.

Just as he was about to take a look, Mingzhen suddenly stopped him.

Duan Zifei looked unhappy and said, "What does the master mean by this?" ”

The smile on Ming Zhen's little face was full of compassion, and he said, "Has the donor forgotten something?" ”

Duan Zifei was not stunned, reached out and took out a secret book from his arms and threw it to Ming Zhen, and said with an inexplicable smile: "This is the manuscript of "Yiyang Finger", the master can take it. ”

Ming Zhen took the cheats, put it in his arms without looking at it, and said: "Lord Duan can enjoy that Yan Rong female donor to your heart's content, but this Miaoyun donor has to take it away." ”

The joke was puzzled and said, "Why? ”

Ming Zhen said: "The little monk only promised to ensure that the Duan donor could enjoy Yan Rong's female donor, and the Miaoyun donor was not within this condition. ”

Duan Zifei was thoughtful, and said bluntly: "It seems that this Emei sect senior sister is still useful to the master." ”

In this regard, Ming Zhen smiled and said nothing, which made people unable to see through or touch.

Duan Zifei glanced at Miao Yun, who was still kneeling on the ground, and after a while, he chuckled lightly and said, "Then I wish the master all the best." ”

Mingzhen clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha." ”

Among the flowers, Miao Yun was weak and the pain in her body was unbearable.

She couldn't move anyway because she was blocked by Duan Zifei.

The night is getting deeper, and the moon and stars are still soft.

Mingzhen left with Miaoyun.

Although this little monk was like a child of seven or eight years old, the power contained in that small body was not small at all.

Even with one person, it does not affect its speed in the slightest.

Maybe it's because it's light.

Perhaps the little monk's "Crossing the River with a Reed" has been practiced to its fullest.

……

With the sound of the wind in her ears, Miaoyun suddenly thought about how good it would be if Xinghuan appeared in front of her eyes at this time.

It's just that there was a burst of bitterness in her heart, Xinghuan was already suffering from the cold poison of the Fish Dragon Pill, and she was already unable to protect herself, even if she appeared, what could she do, I am afraid that even Ming Zhen couldn't resist it with a palm in his hand.

And, how could that little villain be here now......

She knew very well that she would not survive tonight, and Ming Zhen would never let her live.

Duan Zifei also knew this very well, so he let Mingzhen take her away.

Not only her, but even He Shan and his master are destined not to survive tonight.

In the courtyard, He Shan was in pain, his eyes were red, and his heart was almost full of anger.

Looking at the joke in front of him that was moving his hands and feet to his beloved teacher, he couldn't wait to eat his flesh and drink his blood at this time.

It's just that he can't do it, not even as simple as closing his eyes.

Because Duan Zifei just wanted him to watch, he clicked on his acupuncture points, so that he couldn't close his eyes.

Now he can't do anything but breathe.

He suddenly developed a hatred for the game.

I hate why this world is so real, so real that there is no even the most basic security protection between men and women.

Is this a game or a real world......

Silently, He Shan's eyes were full of pain.

There were no miracles, no accidents, he could only lie on the sidelines and watch his beloved master being insulted.

Gently untie Ayara's shirt, and the snow-white gel is exposed to the air.

Duan Zifei's breathing gradually became short, and his hands that were undressing began to tremble.

The pain in He Shan's eyes became stronger and stronger, and the scene in front of him made him want to go crazy.

Swallowing his saliva, Duan Zifei looked greedily at the in front of him who had been stripped of the long skirt, leaving only the slender legs wrapped with thin and transparent flesh and a thin corset, delicate and seductive, exuding fatal temptation everywhere.

Yan Rong had already closed her eyes and was indifferent.

The Gu poison in her body was still tormenting her, and this time the Gu poison lasted a little longer than usual.

If you don't release this Gu poison as soon as possible, I'm afraid the consequences will be unimaginable.

It's just that she is now controlled by others and can't do anything.

Silently, she sighed in her heart, already determined to die.

Under the moonlight, Duan Zifei took a deep breath and suddenly ripped off Yan Rong's corset......

On the side, He Shan was stunned, and kept roaring in his heart: Duan Zifei, if I don't break your body into thousands of pieces in this life, I He Shan swear not to be a human being!

Of course, Duan Zifei couldn't hear He Shan's heart, he was now completely immersed in the beautiful scenery in front of him.

In a trance, he suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing, and there seemed to be an extra person beside him.

A man with extremely cold eyes.

When he came back to his senses, he wanted to move, but was stopped by a flying knife at his neck that exuded a cold aura.

Xinghuan ignored the who was naked in the flowers, leaving only the beautiful legs wrapped in stockings, and bowed his head to the joke: "Just let you die like this, it seems that it is too cheap for you." ”

Duan Zifei smiled reluctantly, wanting to say something to delay time.

At the same time, his fingers silently touched the folding fan.

Xinghuan yawned tiredly, and didn't give Duan Zifei a chance.

He was tired, so he was too lazy to waste time.

I saw that his left hand pressed Duan Zifei's mouth, and the time in his right hand groaned softly, and suddenly turned into a streamer of light from his wrist and ankle.

The whole process is completed in the blink of an eye.

"Woo ......"

The pain of the severance and hand tendons being cut made Duan Zifei faint, and his forehead was instantly covered with cold sweat.

Xinghuan put away the blood-soaked time, took off Duan Zifei's belt, bent his hands and feet back and tied them together, and then didn't pay much attention to them after throwing them aside.

Of course, there were a few occasional "clicks" during the tying process.

It is conceivable that Duan Fei, who had already fainted in pain, was woken up again, and then fainted again.

Xinghuan's binding is simple, rough and direct, so it is inevitable that there will be accidental injuries in the process......