People are swordsmen, I am never fish and meat, and the word submission has never appeared in the dictionary of the great officials of Simon.

At this moment, Ximen Jing was still chewing the rhizomes of Xianzhi, the buds were getting closer and closer, and he had to delay time, he said vaguely: "You always ask, I know everything, and I have to say everything." ”

Maybe Luo Mingjun felt that Ximen Jing couldn't speak clearly, so he raised his hand to pull out the flower bud from his mouth, threw it on the ground with his backhand, and said: "Since ancient times, Xuanmen has been divided into Dao and Wu, two families, you are obviously not in this column, the old man wants your full set of inheritance!"

For the sake of Shanjiu's success, Ximen Jing looked at the flower buds five or six steps away from him, wanted to cry without tears, and was extremely angry in his heart, but at this time, he must not be angry, he must find a way to trick the flower buds into his mouth, otherwise he will die.

"I've said it all, can you survive?"

Luo Mingjun shook his head with a somewhat regretful expression, and a small statue hanging around his neck also swayed, it was the statue of Xue Nianci's soul, he said: "I promise to start cleanly, without pain, and your lover will not be humiliated, otherwise it will ......"

Lover? This old donkey actually regarded the little hot girl as Lao Tzu's lover, or not, Lao Tzu will make a plan.

", let her go, this is the final bottom line!"

Luo Mingjun still shook his head: "It's in vain to delay time, don't you say it, the old man has other ways to make your soul speak, it's just a matter of effort, the pain of soul searching is not something ordinary people can bear!"

This scene must be performed well, otherwise you will die on the spot. In order to enter the play, Ximen Jing thought about all the sad things in his life, brewed a sad expression, and tears fell from the ground.

He raised his head, let the tears roll in his eyes, and said with a sob: "She is the only girl I love in my life, for her I have picked her favorite phoenix kite regardless of the high mountains and deep snow, I just want to hand it over to her on this wonderful night, what is it to be hungry and cold, can I get a smile from the beautiful woman, it is enough in my heart!"

The little hottie looked confused and stammered, "When is it?

Ximen Jing smacked her hard, told her to shut up, and said sadly and indignantly: "Since we can't continue to love each other in this world, then before dying, before dying, please fulfill my last wish and let her feed me that flower." ”

Maybe it was this remark that touched a certain nerve in Luo Mingjun's heart, or maybe he felt that this kid couldn't make many waves, he nodded, picked up the flower bud, briefly checked that there was no problem, and stuffed the flower bud into the mouth of the little hot girl.

The little hot girl showed a frightened look in her beautiful eyes, and swayed her head from side to side to avoid Ximen Jing's mouth. Luo Mingjun impatiently pressed her head and pushed her up.

There were flowers in her mouth, and the little hot girl's voice changed: "Woo, you people, partner to bully silver, woo!" The little arm couldn't reach her thighs, and she couldn't hide from it, she closed her eyes and said in her heart: "Bastard Ximenjing, before he dies, he wants someone's first kiss, and the master will be gnawed by a dog!"

At this moment, every bit of aura is related to life, Ximen Jing didn't dare to waste a little, so he leaned forward sharply and sucked the soft lips fiercely. In a panic, this girl swallowed the flower bud into her mouth, Ximen Jing had no choice but to continue to invade, and finally found the life-saving flower bone on the lilac tongue, sucked it hard, sucked the flower bud into her mouth, and bit it hard.

In an instant, the unstoppable aura burst out in Ximen Jing's mouth. In just an instant, all the meridians and acupoints in his body, including the Xuanfu, were filled with aura. And its momentum is getting stronger and stronger, and there is a great danger of breaking the meridians. A long-lost feeling of dizziness hit, Ximen Jing scolded secretly, Lao Tzu was drunk again.

"Okay, why do you still want to kiss for a century?" Seeing that the two of them couldn't kiss enough, Luo Mingjun raised his hand to break them apart and said, "The kid is slippery, the old man doesn't want to be angry with the juniors!"

Ximen Jing closed his lips tightly, his face was flushed, and his eyes shot a fierce light, and he snorted at Yang Zhong behind Luo Mingjun.

Luo Mingjun looked back, Yang Zhong was listening not far away, he waved his sleeves and said, "Brother, how about leaving a private space for my brother?"

Yang Zhong also wanted to find out the secret of Ximen Jing's control of the flying needle, and was afraid of Luo Mingjun's might, so he had to pull his apprentice back and retreat more than ten zhang away, cursing countless times in his heart that the old man would not die well.

Luo Mingjun's face was full of smug smiles, and he said, "He can't hear it!"

At this moment, Ximen Jing was trying his best to suppress the aura in the Xuanfu, so that they became closer and closer, and gradually produced the phenomenon of liquefaction, and the aura in the original Xuanfu was also triggered, just like the confluence of rivers, the waves were surging, and a huge aura tide formed in his body, as if a volcano erupted, and it would erupt at any time to destroy the world. There is only one chance, to ensure that nothing goes wrong, and to continue to suppress, what he wants is a real liquid aura.

Ximen Jing stared at the locust wood carving on Luo Mingjun's chest, which originally belonged to him, and said word by word: "You, can, listen, clear, ......?"

"I listened attentively, and I didn't dare to miss half a word!"

"Nima next door!" Suddenly, Ximen Jing roared: "The knife is coming!" Cang Chang made a soft sound, resounding in the night sky, and the straight knife on the steps more than ten meters away was like a dragon galloping out of the water, cutting through the ropes that bound his hands and feet, and went straight to Luo Mingjun.

Luo Mingjun's face changed instantly, and he was about to make a move. Suddenly, he felt a cold wind coming along with a cold man, and this wind was so violent that he didn't dare to hit it directly, and this cold light made his eyes hard to open.

After all, Luo Mingjun is an old monk who has been cultivating for decades, and he has rich experience in facing the enemy, he suddenly urged the true yuan in his body, spread a force of qi outside his body, and the sleeves of his robe fluttered up to protect the vital points on his body, and his body turned sharply, wanting to dodge. The knife was getting closer and closer, and at this moment, he suddenly felt a chill in his chest, and in an instant, the cool air penetrated into his body like a diamond, and his whole body seemed to be frozen, and his dodging movements were many times slower.

Luo Mingjun didn't understand yet, it was the carving on his chest that was playing tricks, and a cold wind that seemed to be blowing through his neck, and he subconsciously wiped it with his hand, only to feel that the palm of his hand was warm and slippery, and an inaudible hissing sound sounded in his ears, bloody and bloody.

The rope fell, and Ximen Jing fell to the ground with the little hot girl in his arms, standing proudly with a knife, the blade reflecting the moonlight, like cold water. A burst of red mist drifted in the wind, covering their cheeks with a fine layer of red dots, as if covered with a red veil.

Luo Mingjun, who had the sleeves of his robe in the wind, his head with fluttering hair and his neck, split in two, rolled down in the snow, and went out far away, dyed a touch of red.

"If you want Lao Tzu's head, first ask Zhidao if he agrees!" Ximen Jing licked his lips slightly on the tip of his tongue and turned his head to look at Yangzhong's master and apprentice.

The two of them were already stunned by the scene in front of them, until Ximen Jing's body moved, rushed to this side, and the frightened master and apprentice screamed and ran out of the temple gate in a panic.

How could Ximen Jing easily let go of this culprit, he staggered as if he was drunk, and chased after him with a knife.

On a hill not far from here, there was an old man in white sitting cross-legged, at the moment when Luo Mingjun's head landed, the old man's body suddenly tilted to one side, opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the moonlight shone on his bearded face, which looked exactly like Luo Mingjun.

ps:I played the last hanging bottle during the day.,Tomorrow it should be able to resume normal updates.,Forget the three chapters you owe.,The debt is high.,Try to make up for it in the past two days.。