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When Wu Zhe was telling stories in a restaurant before, the son who was watching from the window was the young master of the Magic Sound Valley.

The surname of the head of the Demon Sound Valley is Yin, which is the same as the phonetic word, and it is also related to the name of the Demon Sound Valley.

This Yin Gongzi is naturally called Yin Shao Master and Yin Gongzi.

Yin Gongzi is twenty years old, and his Xuanqi cultivation that is open to the public has reached seven stars. Although he is not very good compared to the Xuanxing disciples in the Sword Fighting Sect, he is already a rare talent in the rivers and lakes.

The two martial artists who served him were masters with a six-star Xuan Qi level.

The status of the Demon Sound Valley in the rivers and lakes is not as good as that of the Sword Fighting Sect and the Heavenly Demon Palace, but it is also a first-class sect.

In particular, the technique of attacking and sneaking with sound is even more difficult to prevent. At the same level of Xuan Qi, if you are attacked by the Demon Sound Valley, you will be defeated and will suffer an accident.

This sound boy is even more unfathomable, and several large-scale cases in the Magic Sound Valley are handled by him.

Although he practiced Tongzi Gong for some kind of magic sound technique, there were no less than dozens of women in his hands.

A few days ago, when he was cruising on the river, he happened to see a building boat with the head of Qingling passing by.

A group of maidens frolicking on deck.

One of the girls had an excellent complexion, which was very bright and bright in the sun, and it was particularly dazzling.

It's rare to see a girl with such a fair complexion. On a whim, when the boat passed by the boat and the pleasure boat, he took out the jade flute and played a piece of music gently.

The mysterious flute sound infused with the secret method of the Demon Sound Valley had a certain suggestive effect on the girl very specifically.

Not long after, the girl jumped into the river by herself.

Yin Gongzi was a little annoyed, and he didn't know why the girl's guide song failed.

If the guide of the Demon Sound Valley is excellent, it should make the other party take the initiative to come to the caster as if he were willing.

Falling into the water like jumping into the river, like a walking corpse trying to come directly, without any wisdom, it is a failure.

If it is perfect, it should be the woman who beckons to herself, and then looks for an opportunity with wisdom.

Of course, this little regret has passed, and he didn't pay much attention to it. The girl who fell into the river, he didn't bother to pay attention.

This night, when he saw a girl who looked like him again, and said a good book that was fascinating, his mind moved again.

It's just that it's not the same as the woman who played with it before, and he wants to get in touch with it more.

The more women who can get it with a little means, the more fun they are to play.

At this moment, seeing Wu Zhe and more than 20 other people coincidentally moving in, Yin Gongzi couldn't help but smile at his two attendants in the room: It seems that there is no need to arrange it, she will send it to the door herself.

Does the young master want to get close to her here?Martial artist Mu Yin asked bravely, he has been in the Demon Sound Valley for a long time, but he has not followed Yin Gongzi for a long time.

As soon as this sentence came out, he regretted it in his heart.

Hearing him ask like this, the corners of the eyes of another martial artist next to him jumped secretly.

Yin Gongzi sat at the table, holding a seven-inch-long fire-stirring iron chisel in one hand, and holding a candle lamp: Do you know why I called you Mouyin?

...... The subordinates don't know.

Let me ask you, what is the bark of a cow?

...... After the martial artist Mou Yin frowned and thought for a while, he knelt down and broke out in a cold sweat: The young master has a lot, and his subordinates know that they are wrong!

He knew that he had committed the taboo of his son, and he was too talkative!

The bark of the ox is claimed to be [moo, without a mouth is [Mou].

He was called Mu Yin by his son, and he was naturally warning himself: You can't talk too much when you follow your side!

Martial artist Mu Yin, as a six-star Xuan Qi master, did not dare to be arrogant in front of this sound boy. Even when he was angry, he could be called silent.

Yin Gongzi roasted the iron chisel on the candle flame, and looked at this Mu Yin, with a smile on his face and no speech.

The subordinates are brave and borrow the iron drill in the hands of the young master. Mu Yin's voice trembled slightly and begged.

Since you have spoken...... Take this. The young master threw the iron drill out of his hand.

The iron drill strangely did not draw a parabola, but slowly floated towards the warrior Mu Yin as if something was being held.

The warrior Mu Yin took the iron chisel in his hand, held it upside down with both hands, and pointed the sharp end towards himself.

His arms trembled slightly.

Mu Yin, well, good name. The young master said as if talking to himself.

Xie Shaozhu a lot. Mu Yin understood the meaning of the words, turned his heart sideways, and suddenly inserted the hot iron chisel into the vocal cords of his throat.

As a martial artist, he knows a lot about the muscles and muscles of the acupoints all over his body. This plug burst out with blood, but the choice of position was extremely accurate.

The wound quickly solidified temporarily due to the temperature of the iron brazing.

Mu Yin gritted his teeth and said nothing, and fiercely stirred the iron drill in the vocal cords between his throats, before he spasmed and pulled out.

The warrior next to him twitched out of the corner of his eyes, and he didn't dare to say anything.

Seeing that he was so decisive, the expression on Yin Gongzi's face changed from a smile just now, to a smile, he opened a book with satisfaction, and read: The ancients are clouds, the sky is high and the earth is low, and the clouds rise and fall. Therefore, those who are in a humble position should not dare to rush up, and those who are in a high position should not be bullied. This is the fixed number of heaven and earth, and it is nothing more than that......

After saying this, he closed the book and asked the martial artist Mu Yin, who was trembling from the trauma in his throat, in a very friendly and friendly manner: Do you think this passage is correct?

The ———— Karma warrior Mu Yin opened his mouth, as if trying to make a sound. However, the part of the vocal cords between the larynx that had been traumatized was poofing and bleeding from his vocal movements, but he could not make any sound.

Very good, very good. Yin Gongzi nodded his head with satisfaction: You understand, you understand. I just feel that the people around me can't be stupid, otherwise I won't be able to breathe. If the slave makes the master breathless, is there justice in this world?

Wu Zhe Muyin nodded with straight eyes, and hurriedly shook his head again.

Okay, let's go down. Yin Gongzi waved his hand.

The two warriors left the room respectfully, and a little blood was still dripping from Mu Yin's throat.

Yin Gongzi stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the seven-inch iron drill on the ground flew up and fell into his hand.

He re-fiddled the candle flame on his seat with the blood-stained iron hammer at the tip, and a scorching smell began to emanate from the scorch.

Good smell...... Otoko squinted at the blackened iron chisel in the flames, as if intoxicated by this feeling.

The dancing candle flame cast his figure on the ground, shaking into jet black.

A large number of people occupied many rooms on the first and second floors of the inn.

When they moved in, some guests felt noisy and even came out to scold a few words.

Of course, I was scared back by a few steel knives worn by everyone.

For ordinary travelers, these Jianghu people belong to the category of Jiangyang thieves.

The son, who lived in a room on the second floor, the young man who was watching from the window, did not come out. His men also seemed to remain silent about such a noisy disturbance.

For most of the hour, the voices of the people gradually faded, and the twenty or so people finally rested.

Wu Zhe and Mu Qingya, who confirmed that the old man's side was fine, went back to the room.

Lighting the candle, Wu Zhe asked sincerely: Qingya, do you want to wipe your body?

Mu Qingya shook her head and said in sign language: There are a lot of men living around, and they still don't wipe their bodies.

That's dirty. Wu Zhe regretted it.

I'll wipe it for you? Mu Qingya asked Wu Zhe enthusiastically in sign language.

Wu Zhe naturally refused.

The two of them loosened their coats and lay down on their beds.

The reason for each is because it is very regrettable: this upper room actually has two beds.

So Wu Zhe reluctantly wanted to sleep separately from the beauty.

Mu Qingya was a little tired, and did not chat with Wu Zhe Bingdeng at night.

Wu Zhe lay on the bed and turned back and forth, and after a long time, a sentence suddenly popped up:

Uh, I'm afraid of the dark......

She began to deliberately find something to say, wanting to sleep with Mu Qingya.

The wonderful feeling of sleeping together last time is still lingering around her fingertips, although she can't do more, but the touch of the beautiful woman's breasts is really unforgettable.

Mu Qingya was lying on the bed and was about to fall asleep, and felt a little strange when she heard this. Ruoyao didn't extinguish the candle just now, and still shouted that she was afraid of the dark?

Mu Qingya poked her head out of the curtain and glanced at Wu Zhe. Seeing that there was nothing unusual, he returned to the bed curtain and continued to sleep.

I'm so stupid! Why don't you pick an upper room with only one bed? Wu Zhe continued to complain over and over again that he was thin-skinned. Or just pull Mu Qingya to sleep in a bed at the beginning, how can it be like separating and not meeting a beautiful woman?

At this moment, there was a faint sound of a flute outside the window.