An An and the three of them immediately entered the house, and Chang Ping had disappeared on the stairs.

An An hesitated for a moment and didn't follow after all, and turned his head to look at Tianzhi Little Daoist and Daoist Zhen: "Let's go clean up the other ghosts, we don't need us here!" He walked to the door.

Daoist Zhen glanced upstairs and followed quickly, Chang Ping had already left a shadow in his heart. The second is Brother Skeleton, who almost fell down when he rushed out of the door. But the little Taoist priest of Tianzhi walked unhurriedly.

The second floor is decorated in an antique style, the floor is covered with fur, a book with a thread binding is placed on a desk with a Xuanwu leg, and four big characters are written on the white rice paper: heroic spirit. Judging from the handwriting, the ink has not yet dried, and there is an incense burner on the desk, the cigarette smoke is swirling, and the air is filled with the smell of agarwood.

Behind the desk sat a beautiful young woman, smiling at Chang Ping, her red lips were not opened, and her eyes were like autumn waves: "Childe, look at these four words I wrote, okay?" ”

Chang Ping's gaze shifted from the plum blossom screen to the young woman's face, stayed for a few seconds, and then looked at the desk, and walked closer to look at the words on the rice paper: "Very good, you will definitely not be able to write such words in a few decades!" ”

The glamorous young woman giggled, "Is it just good?" That's a bit too general! ”

Chang Ping sat cross-legged opposite the woman, looked at it again and said with a smile: "The pen walks the dragon and snake, the iron paints the silver hook, and a heroic spirit comes out through the paper, but...".

The glamorous woman looked at Chang Ping affectionately: "But what? ”

Chang Ping stared at the woman's eyes and replied, "But the murderous aura is too heavy!" I smell blood from those four words! ”

"Giggles..."The woman covered her mouth and smiled: "Childe thinks too much!" ”

Chang Ping shook his head: "I never think about it, especially for a rakshasa privately, I don't have any thoughts at all!" ”

The smile on the woman's face disappeared: "It seems that I underestimated Childe's strength, but I didn't expect to clean up that nasty bastard so quickly!" As he spoke, he took a sip of tea from his teacup, and his lips turned even redder after drinking!

Chang Ping glanced at the teacup, the bright red liquid hung on the wall of the cup, it was not tea but blood. The black lettering on the rice paper became vivid and blinding. He raised his head and looked at the Rakshasa on the opposite side: "It seems that you are better than him!" ”

With a shallow smile on the corner of her mouth, the woman threw a wink at Chang Ping: "It's okay, it's okay!" After saying that, he licked his lips with his tongue, which was very tempting.

Chang Ping's blood-red eyes were confused, and an obsessive look gradually appeared on his face, and the rakshasa on the opposite side was wearing a red veil, and the seductive carcass loomed.

She got up and climbed onto the desk, revealing her fair and slender thighs, stretched out her slender jade hand with red nails to hook Chang Ping's chin, and her delicate face slowly approached: "Childe, the concubine has been waiting for you for a long time!" The exhalation was like an orchid, which made Chang Ping's heart itch unbearably.

He couldn't help but kiss the red lips, "Hmm~", Rakshasa dodged shyly, his body pounced on him softly, hanging on his neck like an octopus, stretching out his soft tongue and licking his earlobe.

Chang Ping got up and picked up Rakshasa and rudely put her on the desk, pressed her under him and kissed her wildly.

Rakshasa refused to return the shame with his selfish desires, which made Chang Ping's bath grow wildly, "hiss", and two big hands tore open the red yarn. The rakshasa reached out and grabbed his hand, shy

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looked at him: "Don't be anxious, childe!" ”

Chang Ping didn't hear the other party's words at all, the fire burned his brain, got up and tore his clothes and climbed up again. Rakshasa privately looked at the strong body, his eyes burst out with an unconcealable **, licked his red lips, his fangs showed in his mouth, the nails of his hands became longer, his expression became hideous, his hands grabbed his heart, and his fangs bit his neck.

Chang Ping suddenly got up and smashed it with a punch, "coax", the desk was smashed, the Rakshasa ghost turned over and dodged the fist, got up and put on the red veil and turned around, I looked at him pitifully: "Why did the son hurt the slave family?" Is it that the slave family is doing badly? ”

Chang Ping grinned: "Okay, good, it's better not to eat my meat!" As he spoke, he kicked the wood, and with a "whoosh", the wood shot at the rakshasa privately, and at the same time the man pounced.

Rakshasa dodged privately, with tears in his eyes: "Childe, why are you doing this?" I don't have any intention of eating you, but you frequently hurt me and made the slave family so sad! ”

Chang Ping retracted his body and kicked out: "It's better to be sad than to be hurt!" ”

Rakshasa dodged again, his face appeared ashamed and angry, and he glared at Chang Ping with big tearful eyes: "If the son hurts the slave family again, the slave family will fight back!" ”

"Cut!" Chang Ping sneered: "You don't seem to have made a move!" Saying that, the fist blasted out again, and the other party had been trying to confuse himself with charm, but the boiling blood not only made him irritable but also counteracted the other party's charm.

"Smack", Rakshasa privately stretched out his jade hand and slapped it on his fist, and his body floated back: "Son, don't frame the slave family, the slave family is honest with each other, you don't have to be aggressive!" ”

"Whew", Chang Ping threw a punch again, too lazy to waste his tongue with the other party. There was an idea in my head, to kill this stunner.

Rakshasa's private face was like frost, dodging the attack, and glaring at Chang Ping with cold eyes: "Since the prince is ruthless, then don't blame the concubine for being unrighteous!" As he spoke, his long hair fluttered, his nails lengthened again, and he waved his hand and grabbed Chang Ping's wrist.

Chang Ping watched Bai Huahua's ketone body appear in a trance again, and a tingling sensation suddenly appeared on his skin, and he kicked out without hesitation.

Rakshasa pulled the red yarn up again, and a trace of chagrin appeared on his face. I was still too anxious, and if I delayed for a while, I would definitely be able to slaughter this human being.

The combo attack didn't work, which made the already irascible Chang Ping even more furious, his blood-red eyes burst out with a bloodthirsty cold glow, and his fists and feet attacked quickly. Rakshasa wanders left and right, dodging attacks while looking for opportunities to strike.

"Bang", the bookshelf was kicked and broken, the books were scattered all over the ground, and the two bonsai next to it were not spared, they were kicked and broken one by one, and the stumps and leaves were sprinkled on the ground.

"Enough!" Rakshasa let out a loud shout, causing the manic Chang Ping to stop moving, and the whole village echoed with two words.

The little Taoist priest of Tianzhi looked at the sky: "What a powerful female ghost!" Zhen Daochang nodded silently in agreement, An An frowned with worry in his eyes, the skeleton brother and the female ghost hugged each other in horror, and the other skeletons became a pile of skeletons with a "bang".

Chang Ping's eyes gradually regained their clarity, the blood in his eyes receded, and he was a little stunned when he looked at the rakshasa in front of him, his eyes rolled up and down, his Adam's apple squirmed, "grunt", and swallowed his saliva.

A smile appeared on Rakshasa again, and he looked at him with a smile: "Childe, okay."

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A good home has been torn down like this by you, can't you treat the slave family well? As he spoke, he pursed his red lips and spat out a mouthful of pink gas at the stunned Chang Ping.

Chang Ping immediately held his breath, and the pink gas drilled into his body, and as soon as he got into the blood vessels, it turned into a white mist and seeped out of his pores. He looked at the seductive carcass in front of him with fascination: "Fairy, it's so beautiful!" ”

"Giggles...", Rakshasa covered his mouth and smiled privately, and hooked his fingers with his other hand: "Childe, the slave family is yours tonight, you have to love the slave family so much!" ”

Chang Ping walked over stupidly, and couldn't wait to stretch out his hands and put his arms around the Rakshasa privately.

Rakshasa shyly hid aside: "Don't be anxious, son, the night is long, the slave family will accompany you!" ”

Chang Ping didn't speak, and pounced again, not knowing whether the Rakshasa was intentional or unintentional, and tripped and fell down when he was hiding.

Chang Ping stretched out his hand to catch her body, gasped and kissed the red lips, Rakshasa blocked Chang Ping's mouth with his fingers, and said shyly: "Childe, take the slave family to the bedroom!" After speaking, he blushed and lowered his head.

Chang Ping nodded: "Okay!" Got up and picked up Rakshasa private, his body ran quickly, his feet jumped on the ground, "Huh", his body rushed to the window, Rakshasa panicked in his private eyes, his fangs showed his nails and lengthened and grabbed Chang Ping's throat.

"Bang", Chang Ping jumped out of the window with her in his arms and punched her in the stomach. "Whoosh", Rakshasa flew out privately, Chang Ping's body took off, and he kicked at Rakshasa privately with two feet.

Rakshasa waved his hands to block, and his body kept retreating. Chang Ping landed on the roof of the house, kicked the tiles with both feet and shot at the Rakshasa privately.

The little Taoist priest of Tianzhi raised his head and glared: "Immeasurable Tianzun!" I'm out of clothes! ”

An An glared at him with an unkind look: "Men don't have a good thing!" He rushed over with a black umbrella, jumped up and kicked twice on the wall and went up to the roof.

"Demon girl, eat your aunt's umbrella!"

Rakshasa glanced at An An privately: "Yo, the little girl doll is still jealous, and she is emotional before she develops!" ”

Chang Ping was still attacking, but he was all blocked by Rakshasa privately. An An jumped up again, flew up with a black umbrella and kicked at the Rakshasa who was floating in the air.

Rakshasa glanced at his mouth with disdain: "A milky little girl jumped so high and broke it carefully!" As he spoke, he waved his hand to block it, "snap", and hit each other hand and foot, An An rolled over and landed on the roof with a harrier, took two steps back, and stepped on the tiles.

Rakshasa suddenly drifted away, dodging all Chang Ping's attacks, and his body stopped in the air and looked at Chang Ping with a smile: "Brother, let's go back to the room, there are too many people here, the slave family is embarrassed!" ”

Chang Ping glared at Rakshasa angrily: "You shut up for the master!" His eyes secretly glanced at An An, and the other party was glaring at him angrily.

An An had a gloomy little face: "Where's the clothes?" ”

Chang Ping replied humbly: "I don't know, I'm gone when I wake up!" ”

Rakshasa privately scratched his head and gestured: "Brother, it's so violent, the slave family likes it so much!" ”

An An jumped up and kicked Chang Ping's buttocks, "whoosh", and Chang Ping flew down from the roof......

(I came back from the field too late last night, and I didn't update it, so I'll update a chapter this morning!) ）

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