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Chapter 422: Scholar vs. Chivalrous Girl

The woman jumped up like lightning, flying forward in the rain curtain, several ups and downs were close to the clothed man, the long sword in his hand pulled down several sword flowers in mid-air, and the tip of the sword pierced the rain curtain and shot straight into the throat of the clothed man. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The man in the cloth trembled, and subconsciously raised the kitchen knife to block it.

The long sword pierced the side of the kitchen knife like electricity, and the ......

Gold and iron resonate, rain splashes......

The kitchen knife cast in pig iron cracked in response, and the man in the cloth took a few steps back, and sat in the mud with a bang.

The heroine was angry, the long sword pointed at the clothed man on the ground, the rain was dripping down, crackling her hat, she gritted her teeth: "How long will the predecessor pretend?" ”

"Woman...... I'm really just a businessman. ”

The woman stood still, and said coldly: "Merchant? You should leave these words to deceive the three-year-old little doll, and ask you again, are you willing to compete with me with all your might! ”

"I ......," said the man in the cloth weakly, "Haven't you already competed many times?" ”

"Hmph, that's you deliberately hiding it!"

“……”

"Why don't you speak? Is it a lack of heart? ”

"Yes...... I'm scared......"

"Of course you're afraid, I'm afraid I'll tear you down, let this girl reveal your true colors. You are a meteor butterfly sword, swordsmanship must be superb, you must have suffered some setbacks, love a certain woman, in the end this woman incense is lost, you are unhappy, so you vow not to use force again, isn't it? ”

"It's not."

"Dare to deny it?" As soon as the woman's long sword was sent, the tip of the sword pressed against the Adam's apple of the clothed man: "Let me ask you again, yes or no?" ”

"Yes, yes."

As soon as the long sword was collected, a silver light crossed in the rain, and the woman stood with her sword in her arms: "Then please ask the seniors to pick up the sword again and compare with this girl." ”

"I ...... I'm not a senior! ”

"Hmph, you still dare to deny it, you are the one who admits it yourself!" The heroine was annoyed and angry: "Did you say that you swore not to use force again, and now you want to repent?" ”

"Woman...... I was forced. ”

"Who's forcing you here?"

"Yes......"

The heroine's pretty face tightened even more, her clear eyes were murderous, and the man in the cloth flickered, and immediately swallowed the last sentence back into his stomach, shaking his head: "It's not ...... No one pushed me. ”

"That's it, since no one is forcing you, what are you being forced? Pick up your sword. ”

"Heroine ......" The man in the cloth cried, this man full of pockmarks, and the five coarse men cried: "The woman spares her life." ”

"The dignified No. 1 swordsman in Bianjing, what are you crying about, it turns out that you would rather cry than do anything with me, haha, do you look down on me?" The heroine was annoyed and angry, and the long sword slashed a lightning light in her hand: "Then you're welcome, if you don't show your true skills, this girl will have to kill you." "This word fell, and the long sword had shot quickly to the throat of the clothed man, this time it was real, without a trace of stagnation.

The man in the cloth was stunned, opened his mouth wide, and did not dare to come out, only felt a cold in his throat, and couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"Keep people under the sword!" A handsome young man holding a Dutch oil umbrella stepped on the mud, he was wearing a light green thick shirt, stepping on deerskin boots, step by step, those bright eyes, clear and clear, as bright as stars, at this moment with a bit of a smile in his eyes, shouted: "Miss Feng'er, put down the sword quickly." ”

Feng'er was stunned, watching the familiar person staggering and pacing, a little joy in her heart, and a little reluctance to be interrupted by him, just a little, just a little, you can force this meteor butterfly sword to shoot, but I didn't expect it to fall through after all. She looked back and found that Wu San'er had fainted, lying motionless in the mud.

"He's pretending!" Feng'er had a plan in her heart, snorted coldly, and there was an unfathomable insight on her face, and she walked the rivers and lakes for dozens of ...... After months of experience, a dignified swordsmanship master, how can he say that he will be dizzy.

In the face of such a scoundrel, Feng'er had an inexplicable indignation in her heart, and she couldn't wait to stab this hermit master to death with a sword.

However, Shen Ao walked over and made Feng'er throb a little, always feeling that he shouldn't show his violent side in front of him, his cheeks were flushed, and he thought to himself: "He must not like girls who dance guns and make bāng." Thinking of this, he immediately put away his long sword, like a thief walking at night, and there was a sense of emptiness.

Feng'er brushed the messy hair in front of his forehead, and deliberately pressed the edge of the hat lower, not wanting the person opposite to see his gaffe, at this time, Shen Ao, who was holding an umbrella, had already arrived in front of him.

"Someone is dead?"

"I didn't kill him, he fainted himself." Feng'er deliberately showed indifference.

"Oh." This elongated voice showed that the owner of the voice breathed a sigh of relief, and then Shen Ao said with a smile: "Actually, Miss Feng'er misunderstood, I think it is necessary for me to explain." Although Shen Ao was the perpetrator of this misunderstanding, he didn't have the consciousness of introspection at all, but felt that he had stepped forward and did a great good thing at the right time when Wu San'er was in the clutches of the devil. Shen Ao made up his mind that when Wu San'er woke up, he must thank him for saving him in time.

Shen Ao said confidently: "Wu San'er is not a meteor butterfly sword ......"

No? The pretty face under the hat was dazed at first, and she couldn't hear the words anymore, and then there was a sense of shame, a feeling of being deceived, the silver teeth bited, and the rain curtain stared at the bad guy in front of him viciously, the long sword was unsheathed, and a half-arc was crossed in the dim, and the long sword made a trembling long yin, and with a bang, Shen Ao's words behind him couldn't go on, and the cold sword blade was not pointing at Wu's predecessor this time, but at himself.

Shen Ao didn't dare to move, it was terrible for someone to lose his mind, let alone a woman who had lost his mind. He tried to smile and said very gently, "Miss Feng'er, can you listen to my explanation?" ”

“……”

If you can't explain it, then you can only use emotional offensive: "Miss Feng'er, you see, there is a man here who fainted in the rain, and if you don't bring him back, he will get sick." ”

“……”

It still didn't work, only those clear and ashamed eyes stared at Shen Ao, and the chest under the robe was snorting and panting.

"Girl, don't scare me, okay, I'm a scholar, I'm most afraid of knives, swords, or something, what's wrong with you? Don't be like this, if you can't be angry, you might as well ......"

"Why not as good as what?"

Finally opened his mouth, Shen Ao's heart let go of half of it, stiffly held the lotus oil umbrella, and said slowly: "It's better for us to reminisce about the past, and let the girl criticize me fiercely, the sage said that a gentleman should ...... three times."

"Bah, you don't look like a big husband, why should a man beg for mercy?" Feng'er was even more angry, and the hand holding the sword was even harder.

Shen Ao said very aggrievedly: "I'm a scholar!" ”

"Sure enough, every time you slaughter dogs, you are mostly readers. The courage of a reader is small! Feng'er was laughed at angrily, when she met such a guy, she was obviously timid, but she was still arrogant, as if she was amazing.

Shen Ao said with a straight face: "What is this, although a scholar is timid, he has a few strengths that others can't learn." ”

"What's the strength?"

"Don't say it."

"Say."

"Unless the girl puts down the sword first, you will spoil me, and I won't say it."

Feng'er took a sip, her cheeks flushed: "Who spoiled you." After that, he put down the sword, retracted it into its sheath, and put on a cold look: "This is to teach you a lesson, see if you dare to lie to me in the future." What are your strengths now? ”

Shen Ao held an umbrella in one hand and crossed his waist with the other, and said inexorably: "You come here." ”

Feng'er hesitated for a moment: "If you want to say it, just say it, mother-in-law." Sure enough, he still took a step closer to Shen Ao.

"Come closer."

"Don't go." Feng'er categorically refused, but she was curious, and finally took a step closer.

In the rain, a woman in a lily robe and a bad scholar holding an oil umbrella were a few feet apart, the scholar's front placket was almost attached to the wet robe, he suddenly took a step forward, the woman panicked, and was about to retreat, but found that the scholar held her slender waist and blocked her back road.

"You ......"

After you spoke, she found that this dead-faced guy made her dare not speak any more, and at this moment he had approached her pretty face, almost wripped her lips, and then brazenly said: "Let you see the power of the reader's three-inch tongue." With that, he put on the woman's plump lips and stuck his tongue out.

The heroine panicked, her pretty face flew red, she almost didn't dare to open her eyes, biting her teeth, and blocking the three-inch incorruptible tongue out of her mouth, but the tip of the tongue was extremely slippery, and she kept knocking on the side, and finally it still penetrated into the woman's mouth.

"Hmm......" This time it was the turn of the heroine to protest and beg for mercy.

A lotus oil umbrella was thrown away at will, blown by the wind and rain and flew a few feet away, and the scholar of ** held the woman strongly, forgetting his feelings under the rain curtain.

The heroine struggled at first, but felt that her whole body was soft, and she couldn't exert any strength, and finally gave in, her eyes were closed, and she fell into intoxication.

The rain was still falling, and he refused to give up, and after a long time, the scholar finally parted from the heroine, and the rain wet his face, making his image even more hateful, at least this was the first impression of the heroine when she opened her eyes.

The two of them were silent for a moment, and the wet Shen Ao laughed, and said uncontrollably: "Did you see it?" You heroes use guns to conquer others, but we scholars use their tongues to conquer you. ”

"You ......" The woman bit her lip in shame and raised her lustful slap to hit the scholar, but when it was about to fall on the hateful cheek, she suddenly lost her strength, raised it high, and fell gently.

Shen Ao smiled bitterly: "You also fight as a scholar?" ”

The heroine stomped her feet, tears rolling in her eyes: "Because the reader is the most hateful." ”

Shen Ao scratched his wet head: "Not really, there are always exceptions, such as ......"

The heroine interrupted him, "For example, you are even more shameless and indecent. ”

Shen Ao was speechless, and the lingering fragrance of cherry lips remained at the corner of his mouth: "Girl, it's better for us to go into the house and talk." ”

The heroine always kept her face tense, and said very simply: "Very good, go into the house, this account will be calculated when you enter the house." ”

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The first chapter is delivered, get up at five o'clock, and go back to sleep first. But I'm doing it automatically in the background, everyone has to wait, hehe, good morning!