Chapter Ninety-Nine: Bloodstained Qingling Mountain 8

This woman does have a bit of a posture, coupled with some heavy makeup, wearing revealing clothes, looking plump and elastic, white and delicate skin, a charming fragrance permeates her body, and rubs his arm twice intentionally or unintentionally, this time, the second young master, who is already a womanizer, can still withstand the temptation?

"Hey, hey, I've won a prize!"

said so, but his eyes stared directly at the woman's exposed breasts that covered three points and seven points, salivating, and the obscene color was not disguised.

There was a hint of anger in the woman's eyes, but she still pretended to be pure and shy:

"Oops, Death Phase!"

The voice was charming, *** writhing, and she accidentally touched her chest to the other party's arm again.

The feeling of elasticity and temperature instantly made the second young master's brain rush blood, and the physiological reaction characteristics suddenly became obvious, and a tent was propped up in front of everyone.

The scene was a little quiet, the atmosphere was a little weird, and a little awkward.

"What's wrong, why don't you speak, fairy?"

"Uhh......h

"Childe, the lewd thief insulted our sisters so much just now, I ......"

The woman also looked at the tent in a daze, and after being woken up by the man, she brushed her hair awkwardly and changed the topic, so she stopped saying that Yang Chen was a thief and insulted them, and she cried on his shoulder halfway through.

"Childe, you must seek justice for our sisters, and then our sisters will be ......"

"What's that?"

"Then I followed the child."

When she said this, the woman seemed to be flushed, lowered her head shyly, and hammered the young monk's chest, pulled her sleeve and twisted it a few times, shook her proud chest a few times, turned around coquettishly, and ignored the monk.

The second young master had long been delirious, and he could hear what she was saying, just nodded vigorously, and his thoughts had already flown to Elysium, a big bed, a few women, that, that, so, hehe, hehe......

"Hey, hey, hey!"

After screaming a few times, I still saw the second young master himself there, and he kept smirking. The drooling is long.

The nun screamed again.

"Childe!"

The woman approached him directly, his muscles hurt, he reacted at once, sent out your own embarrassment, immediately tidied up his hair and clothes, and said with a gentlemanly appearance;

"Rest assured, fairy, everyone will be punished for such prostitution, let's set off, otherwise he will escape. ”

"Our sisters listen to Childe. "

Now the second young master still has something to say, so he didn't say a word and set off. It doesn't matter if you kill Yang Chen, it doesn't matter if you want Dao weapons and exercises, but these beauties must be taken into your arms and taken into your arms.

The group came to the place where Yang Chen disappeared and looked at it carefully.

"Young master, this person shouldn't have gone far. ”

"How to say. ”

The second young master asked his guard the monk in the middle stage of foundation building, this guard's cultivation is higher than his own, and his knowledge and experience are richer than his own, so the second young master still respects him more, of course, there are some things that he must have the final say, such as about beautiful women, although this guard is a little opposed, but at his own insistence, he didn't say anything.

"Young Master. Judging from this trace, although this person is free from our surveillance, it must be because he used some magic weapon to conceal his figure's aura. ”

The man began to analyze.

"Let's talk about the point, let's not talk about what we can guess. “

The second young master is a little impatient.

"Yes, young master, please see, there is a slight trace here, this trace is sure to be left after this person can not use the aura, so to speak, the subordinate thinks that his magic weapon is estimated to limit the operation of his aura, once he uses the aura, his aura will inevitably be exposed, and once again appear in our sensing range, so he does not dare to use the aura easily, and the subordinates guess that this person should still be around. “

The second young master listened to such an analysis of the Tao, and immediately nodded to cater to him, and after listening to him, he waved his hand;

"Fan forward, keep a distance. “

"Yes!"

His subordinates immediately dispersed when they heard the order, but the female cultivators did not move, but the female hand hidden on the side of the leader quietly made a gesture, and the female cultivators also dispersed, groping their way forward at a distance of about half a mile from each other, which could ensure that they could quickly get reinforcements when they encountered an attack, and at the same time surround the opponent.

A female foundation monk walked cautiously, her consciousness spreading, carefully probing every possible hiding place, within the scope of her divine sense, she was confident that no wind or grass could fill herself, and could not escape her eyes and perception.

She seemed to be able to see the movement of snakes, insects, rats and ants clearly, so he didn't worry that someone would attack him. She sensed that there were a few other people of her own, so she moved forward more relaxedly.

Next to a hugging tree, a cicada was squeaking, and the monk walked leisurely.

But as she passed in front of the trunk, her heart tightened, and a sense of crisis came out of nowhere, and she stagnated, ready to warn her companion, for with his many years of experience, she had been ambushed.

However, a sharp sword stabbed out of thin air without revealing any breath, piercing her heart with unmistakable accuracy.