Sweat wet her long hair, her close-fitting belly pocket was tightly attached to the delicate body, her graceful curves exuded a faint fragrance, curled up on the bed, Mu Wanqing only felt a heat all over her body, longing for something to hug to relieve the emptiness on her body, but she was extremely afraid in her heart.

Beneath the bed, Zhong Ling, who was lying beside her, was naked and had begun to let out a burst of murmurs, and a strong body was rising and falling on her petite body, sprinting violently, bringing bursts of joyful screams.

Listening to that beautiful voice, Mu Wanqing was envious, longing, and wanted to reach out several times, but the only remaining reason told her that she must not do so.

Sweat and tears had blurred her eyes, and she couldn't tell who was around her.

Suddenly, a big hand held her crisp breasts, and then kneaded them, the cold touch made her body slightly cold, indescribably comfortable.

"No, don't! ――”

Mu Wanqing was still making the last struggle, but unfortunately she could only watch in vain as the man untied his last clothes little by little, and then slowly parted his slender legs.

The hideous foreign object pressed against her, making her body hot, and she writhed her body, trying to avoid the close contact, but unconsciously longing, quietly, little by little.

Under the effect of the medicinal power, Mu Wanqing only felt that the figure in front of her was constantly changing, one moment it was a very handsome young man, and the other time it was Duan Lang's figure, the picture in her eyes was constantly changing, and finally fixed on Duan Yu's silly smile.

As if returning to the time in the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations, Mu Wanqing slowly stretched out her hand. stroked the person's face, then smiled and muttered, "Duan Lang! ――”

There is no intimate reply. What greeted her was a tearing pain, and the fiery touch made her hug the body in front of her tightly, and shouted hoarsely: "Duan Lang! ”

Next door, listening to the cry of despair and joy, Duan Yu, who was writing the Yiyang Finger Exercise, paused slightly, his face flushed, and then suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out. The dazzling scarlet, against the white paper, looks particularly shocking-

After a long time. The continuous moaning finally stopped, and Duan Yu only felt that his expression was in a trance, but the time of just a few hours made him feel as if it was as long as years. Holding the exercise of a yang finger in his hand, Duan Yu suddenly felt a pain in his heart. I just feel as if I'm missing something most important. Even Miss Wang's safety no longer seems to be so important.

After a while, the door was gently pushed open, and a figure slowly walked in, and a long shadow enveloped Duan Yu's whole person.

Without looking back, Duan Yu took out the blank paper in his hand and said, "The exercises of the Yiyang Finger are here, you can take them!" ”

The man didn't take the blank paper, but said coldly: "That girl Wang is in the Xixia Palace. With her grandmother. ”

The beautiful voice was a little hoarse at this time, and it was extremely cold.

Listen to the voice. Duan Yu's body stiffened, and he slowly turned around.

In front of him was Mu Wanqing's pale and pretty face, at this time she was only wearing a profane dress, and she was wearing a man's robe outside, holding the door and standing in front of him, and the sleeve arrow in her hand was aimed at his chest at some point.

Looking at the faint red marks on the lotus root arm holding the sleeve arrow, Duan Yu's heart trembled, and he said astringently: "Sister Wan! ――”

The next moment, his voice froze, and a feathered arrow had sunk into his chest, and the shaft of the arrow was still trembling slightly.

Slowly lowering his head, looking at the blood slowly spilling from his chest, Duan Yu showed a relieved smile instead.

"That's fine—"

After saying that, he fell headlong to the ground.

Looking at Duan Yu, who fell to the ground and died, Mu Wanqing's face showed a complicated look, like pain, remorse, and relief, but after a long time, there were two lines of tears left.

"You're really good at it!"

A handsome young man outside the house was standing there, his upper body naked, and there were scratches everywhere on his toned body at this time, looking at Duan Yu who fell to the ground, Mo Wen said in surprise.

Mu Wanqing wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and looked at him coldly, "If you don't kill him, it's hard to continue to make you useless, today you can ask him to betray his sister, tomorrow maybe you can ask him to kill his biological parents, instead of that, it's better to give him a happy life, and let him die more comfortably." ”

Mo Wen shrugged his shoulders disapprerovingly, he really had some ideas, Duan Yu's stepmothers were also a little bit beautiful, but now that he is dead, naturally it is useless, and he can't quarrel with the newly acquired beauty because of this matter.

Gently hooking Mu Wanqing's chin, Mo Wen smiled and said, "We have already signed a contract, it should be said that it is us, how can we say you?" ”

Mu Wanqing's eyes flashed with a trace of misery, and then her pretty face turned cold again, she slapped Mo Wen's palm away, didn't speak, staggered back to the room, and walked out neatly dressed after a while.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Seeing Mu Wanchao walking slowly downstairs, Mo Wen was stunned.

"I'm going to kill that damn bustard!"

Mu Wanqing said hatefully.

Mo Wen touched his nose, but he didn't stop it, just looked at Duan Yu's corpse on the ground, and sighed in his heart, this reputation was originally described as good luck in the plot, martial arts, and beauties are not lacking, but now they are being played to death by themselves, and it is a pity that there is such a real material missing.

Originally, with Duan Yu's character, he might sell martial arts in order to save Wang Yuyan, but he would never betray his sister shamelessly, but he just ran into Mo Wen, worried about Wang Yuyan, and under the agitation of the mood, he fell into spiritual magic, and under Mo Wen's hints step by step, he came to the point where he is today, which is also unlucky.

I don't know what I thought of again, looking at Duan Yu's corpse, Mo Wen waved his finger again, and several sword qi struck the wound on his chest, directly covering up the wound of the sleeve arrow.

After doing this, Mo Wen smiled mysteriously, and I don't know what came to mind.

Thousands of miles away, Juxianzhuang, shouting and killing shook the sky, a group of people are besieging a burly man, the big man is so raw, I saw him shoot like crazy, a single knife flying, the right hand suddenly fist and palm, the left hand steel knife slashed horizontally, the power is unstoppable, the white wall is splashed with blood bit by bit, the hall has fallen a lot of corpses, some of the heads are different, some of the limbs are broken. Like a mad tiger, like a ghost, slashing and killing indiscriminately, rushing and slamming wildly. Many masters stepped forward to fight, and they were all killed by him with faster, fiercer, more ruthless, and more refined moves. Everyone present was not a cowardly person who was afraid of death, but seeing that the enemy was crazy and the martial arts were unstoppable, the flesh and blood in the hall were flying, and the heads were rolling, and their hearts were a little afraid.

In a hidden corner of Juxianzhuang, a young girl was looking at this place intently, not caring about the bloody scene, but staring closely at the strong man who was mighty, looking at him vertically and horizontally, invincible, her eyes showed a hint of brilliance, and looking at those martial arts people who either fell to the ground or were afraid of the advance, but as if looking at some treasure, her eyes narrowed slightly.

Holding two small porcelain bottles in her hands, and a small red toad crawling on her shoulder, the girl said to herself: "The master is really like a god, this Qiao Feng is so good, these masters have been killed by him, as long as he leaves, I will be able to defeat the enemy in one fell swoop with this 'sad and crisp breeze', and the Northern Shengong that I have finally practiced will open today, and from now on, there will be my Ah Zi on the rivers and lakes!" ”

Then his eyes turned to the middle of the field, looking at the pale girl who was standing behind a middle-aged man with a long beard, and pouted slightly, "This is the one named Azhu, and I said that it was my sister, what a waste, I have followed the master for so long but I haven't grown at all, and I don't know why the master values you so much!" ”

"Ahh Really, why didn't this Qiao Feng run away, is it really like what the master said, and there is still someone to save him? ”

"Ahh Why isn't it over yet, boredom is dead! ”

The girl at the foot of the wall was bored, but the heroes who were besieging Qiao Feng were unaware, not knowing that danger was approaching. (To be continued......)

PS: Thanks to Xuanyuan's Phoenix for the monthly pass.