Over there, Mei Jian's four girls were laughing outside, but here Mo Wen had already walked into the stone room, only to see that the four walls of the rock inside were polished very smooth, and the stone walls were carved with countless circles of diameter and length, and each circle was engraved with a variety of figures, some were portraits, some were beast-shaped, some were incomplete words, and some were just marks and lines, and the circles were marked with numbers such as "A One", "A Two", "Zi One", "Zi Two", "Zi Two", etc., if the number of circles did not exceed a thousand, there were at least eight or nine hundred.

After thinking about it for a while, Mo Wen came to the bottom of Jia Yi, but what was painted in this circle was the starting style of the first style of Tianshan Folding Plum Hand, which was also the martial arts that Mo Wen valued the most, so he immediately sat down and watched carefully.

Gradually, Mo Wen was already immersed in the beauty of this peerless science.

But at this moment, Wang Yuyan's weak voice suddenly sounded in his head, "Childe, I have already obtained the palm techniques of Xiao Wuxianggong and Bai Hongzhang from my grandmother, and my grandmother also said that I should learn martial arts to avenge my grandfather, and she will take me to find a big enemy in the family in two years!" ”

Two years? It's a coincidence.

While looking at the martial arts on the wall, Mo Wen thought about the gains and losses of Li Qiushui and Grandma Tong two years later, and kept planning in his heart, and finally his eyes showed excitement.

"Promise her!"

"You learn martial arts first, and I have my own arrangements for what will happen in two years!" ――

At night, Mo Wencai walked out of the stone room, he can be said to have gained a lot from this trip to the forbidden land, Tianshan Folding Plum Hand, Tianshan Liuyang Palm and even the Eight Desolations and Liuhe Solitary Skills, he has memorized them. And began to comprehend the Tianshan Folding Plum Hand.

Although this mastery only has three ways of palming and three ways of grappling, there are a total of six ways of martial arts. But it contains the essence of the martial arts of the Loose School. Among the palms and grapplers, there are swordsmanship, knife techniques, whip techniques, marksmanship, grabbing, axes and other blade tricks, and the changes are complicated.

Mo Wen just learned a little bit of fur, and he felt that his fist and foot kung fu, swordsmanship, and knife skills from the Returning Shi Shui Pavilion had signs of fusing together, so that his Tianshan Folding Plum Hand had a lot of heat, just in terms of fists and feet, just this day. just doubled his strength.

At this time, it was Mei Jian and Lan Jian who were staying outside, and seeing Mo Wen walk out of the secret room, Mei Jian's pretty face turned red. Then he came over and asked, "Young Master, where are you going to eat?" ”

Mo Wen looked at her with a smile, his gaze swept from top to bottom, sweeping over her full breasts and straight buttocks. Just when Mei Jian couldn't help but be angry. Then he said, "Send it to my room!" ”

"Yes!" As if he heard the meaning of Mo Wen's words, Mei Jian's face became even more ruddy.

Under the leadership of the two women, Mo Wen came to a relatively remote place in the Vulture Palace, but most of the women in the palace were dependents, and they were afraid that Mo Wen would be embarrassed, so they arranged it in the outermost part of the palace.

But the environment is good.

A small courtyard planted with flowers and plants, facing the attic of the cliff, looking down from the upper floor. You can see the scenery of the entire ethereal peak, and the misty scenery makes people feel refreshed and floating.

Come into the house. The meal has already been prepared. Although the food is mainly light, there is also a lot of meat, and after tasting them one by one, Mo Wen found that the chef's skills are not under the chef of Suzhou Songhe Tower.

After eating a little, Mo Wen instructed Lan Jian to fetch some wine, since he came to this world of martial arts, he found that he had a little like the things in this glass, not that he liked the taste of wine, but the feeling of tasting wine, which made him feel as if he was really in the rivers and lakes of swords and swords, happiness and revenge.

"Yes, young master!"

Lan Jian replied in a low voice, and then walked out. Mei Jian, who was standing on the side, didn't know what to think, and her pretty face began to turn red again.

Her gaze was a little cramped, and her little head couldn't help but lower.

It seems that now only he and the young master are alone.

raised his eyes to look, but saw Mo Wen squinting at himself.

"Come, serve me to eat." Mo Wen chuckled.

"Yes!" Mei Jian walked over with low eyebrows, picked up a small dish with chopsticks, and planned to send it to Mo Wen's mouth.

"Sit here!" Mo Wen shook his head and patted his thigh gently.

"Yes!"

Mei Jianqiao's face flushed, hesitated, and sat down according to her words.

The soft touch made Mo Wen's heart flutter, and one arm stretched over and grabbed Mei Jian's slender waist.

I saw that Mei Jian's body suddenly stiffened, and then softened again, and the whole person sat in Mo Wen's arms, exhaling the fragrance slightly.

"Don't you want to serve my son?" With a smile in his eyes, Mo Wen's big hand restlessly kneaded on Mei Jian's buttocks.

"Yes!" Mei Jian's eyes were full of water, and he forcibly lifted his spirit, picked up a piece of pastry and sent it to Mo Wen's mouth.

Mo Wen tilted his head back slightly, got out of the way again, and then smiled at Mei Jian's small mouth, and said with a smile: "Use here to feed!" ”

Mei Jian's face was so red that he was about to drip water, and he bit his lips, but in the end, he still followed Mo Wendi's instructions and took the pastry in his mouth tremblingly, but he couldn't muster up the courage to send it to Mo Wen's mouth.

Mo Wen was not reluctant to see this, his mouth leaned over, and he sucked on Mei Jian's cherry lips, and the food mixed with jin liquid was constantly exchanged in the mouths of the two, Mei Jian intuitively felt that his head was hot, as if he was driving a cloud, and he didn't know where he was.

Lan Jian, who had taken the drink from the kitchen, was walking back, and suddenly he felt his body tremble slightly, and a strange feeling came to his heart, he couldn't tell what it felt, he only felt extremely comfortable and extremely uncomfortable.

His steps paused slightly, and Lan Jian didn't care, adjusted it, and continued to walk towards Mo Wen's attic.

Back in the garden, Lan Jian's ears suddenly moved slightly, and a crying voice came into her ears, and the voice turned out to be Mei Jian.

The voice was extremely strange, and it seemed to have a faint cry.

Mei Jian shouldn't have done something wrong and be punished by the young master! Lan Jian was shocked in his heart, and quietly walked towards the attic, carefully pushing the door open a gap and looking inside.

But the next moment, her pretty face turned red.

I saw that Mei Jian was sitting in the arms of the young master in the house, her eyes were blurred, her arms were tightly holding the young master's head, her lips and teeth intersected, and she was kissing passionately, her clothes were messy, the embroidered robe was half-undone, and one of the young master's big hands had gone deep into her belly pocket, kneading her fullness, making her keep making a seductive sound.

How, how can this be!

Lan Jian was suddenly ashamed, although he knew that he shouldn't look at it, he couldn't control his eyes, and stared straight inside.

The battle in the other room seemed to be becoming more and more intense, and she was no longer satisfied with such contact, only to see the young master suddenly pick her up with Mei Jian's slender waist and walk towards the bed. And Mei Jian also snorted, and his legs unconsciously parted, wrapping around the young master's waist.

I don't know if it's my own illusion, Lan Jian felt that the young master seemed to be glancing at him the moment he turned around.

But then Lan Jian put this problem behind him, and under her gaze, the two of them had come to the bedside, and the young master put Mei Jian on the bed, and then pressed it, and the clothes of the two continued to decrease, and finally they finally met naked.

Looking at the young master's perfect and upright posture, Lan Jianqiao's face became more and more ruddy, and he secretly said in his heart, Lan Jian, Lan Jian, you are really shameless, how can you peep into this kind of thing. Lan Jian covered his eyes with his hand, but he revealed a gap in the boss, his eyes looked straight at the young master, and when he swept to Mei Jian, who was embraced by the young master, a trace of envy flashed in his eyes.

The fierce battle between the two on the bed had intensified, and with Mo Wen's ferocious impact, Mei Jian let out a long wail like a swan that had been shot, and then the next moment, the wail turned into a seductive moan.

Outside the door, watching the giant thing go in and out of her sister's body, Lan Jian felt her body go weak and sat down on the ground, at this time she couldn't tell whether the heat in her body was Mei Jian's or her own.

After a long time, Lan Jian, whose eyes were already a little foggy, came back to his senses, and saw Mo Wen, who was crawling on Mei Jian's body on the bed, looking at her with a smile, and seeing that she was sober, he stretched out a hand, and then hooked his index finger.

As if the ghost was in a daze, Lan Jian pushed the door open, walked in small steps, and then quietly closed the door and walked towards the bed. (To be continued......)

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