Ling Yun continued to compose love poems again, this time Zhao Rong'er didn't make a move on him, not only did she make a move, Zhao Rong'er's eyes looking at Ling Yun were very complicated.

Although Zhao Rong'er didn't make a move against Ling Yun, a vicious dog with fangs in the courtyard rushed towards Ling Yun.

This vicious dog with fangs outstretched was sleeping on the ground just now, and the harazi at that time also flowed out of the corner of the vicious dog's mouth.

It may be that the love poem that Ling Yun wrote just now seriously aroused the dog's desire, and the dog jumped up in one step and jumped towards Ling Yun, regardless of male and female.

Ling Yun's two scripts were limp from time to time, plus his whole hair was messy, even the clothes on his body were broken a few pieces, and when the dog saw Ling Yun's appearance called Huazi, he looked down on people.

Zhao Rong'er looked at the way the yellow dog with its teeth outstretched towards Ling Yun, and looked at the way Ling Yun was about to fall down at any moment while she was injured, her teeth gently bit her sexy red lips, and a little pain flashed on her jade-like face.

In the pain, the long sword she held in her slender hand became tighter, and it seemed that in the next moment, in this sword, sword intent would burst out.

"You don't have to do it, if I can't even deal with this vicious dog with teeth and claws, then I don't deserve to be your husband. Ling Yun paused his trembling body, and the burning stick in his hand struck at the vicious dog that pounced on him.

With a blow on the head, the stick in Ling Yun's hand hit the head of the vicious dog that Zhang Yan Wu grabbed hard, and suddenly the vicious dog's four feet stretched out, and it fell heavily to the ground.

Even when this vicious dog was dying, his eyes were wide and he looked incredulous.

"What kind of years is this, and this kind of unruly dog has bullied my head, hey. Ling Yun spat out a smoke ring in his mouth, and then patted his broken clothes with a very graceful left hand, although his left hand was trembling.

At this moment, the burning stick that Ling Yun was holding at random in his right hand had a new change, only to see the red light on the burning stick, and then the big yellow dog that was killed by a stick, whether it was the flesh, skin, or bones, all quickly gathered towards this stick.

At this moment, the red glow on the burning stick is even more abundant.

After absorbing the flesh and blood of the fanged yellow dog, the burning stick became even more fiery.

After half a ring, the red glow on the burning stick slowly converged.

"Congratulations, now Xiaoyou has practiced the first style of the dog stick method, 'stick hitting the dog's head'. ”

A vicissitudes of life and a masculine voice sounded in Ling Yun's mind, when he heard this voice, his whole eyes trembled slightly, even in his slightly embarrassed gaze, it was as if he had seen the most beautiful beauty in the world, and began to glow with a light that ordinary people could not reach.

Ling Yun's body was just like an old, weak, sick and disabled person, as if he was about to enter the coffin, but now his waist was very straight.

His black hair, a little muddy, kept fluttering backwards, and his handsome front teeth revealed a boundless domineering aura in the slight bite.

When the breeze blew past him, it rustled his black robe.

His right hand was so strong as he held the burning stick that there was a creaking sound from his clenched right hand.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

A low explosion echoed in Ling Yun's ears, and every bone joint in his body seemed to be sublimating, and Ling Yun at this time was no longer the one just now, revealing an indescribable masculine majesty on his body.

At this moment, even if the boots he was wearing had two holes, even if his two thumbs were exposed, there was a more rigid and sunny aura from his body.

"It's so nice to have power. Ling Yun lowered his head slightly, his left hand couldn't help clenching, feeling the power that was constantly surging all over his body, his eyes looked at Zhao Rong'er anew.

Zhao Rong'er saw Ling Yun's gaze, and her beautiful eyes were a little surprised, and then said, "It's been more than a minute now, if you leave like this, then I can let you go." ”

The whole body was full of masculinity, Ling Yun had a smile on his face, and his steps approached Zhao Rong'er step by step.

Watching Ling Yun approach step by step, Zhao Rong'er's beautiful eyes were inexplicable, and said, "I don't know why the aura on your body is suddenly so strong, but I advise you not to go any further, if you move forward again, I will kill you with a sword." ”

Ling Yun smiled, then his right hand stretched out, his index finger and middle finger gently clamped a green leaf, and while approaching Zhao Rong'er, he said: "Yes, the first two times, didn't you say that you were going to stab me to death with a sword? ”

Ling Yun walked slowly, and his body finally came to the front of Zhao Rong'er.

At this time, the long sword in Zhao Rong'er's hand was only an inch away from his throat, if this sword moved forward a little further, Ling Yun would definitely die.

"Now you can't bear to stab me, then let's fight for another three hundred rounds, even if it is another three or five years, I have the energy. As Ling Yun spoke, he stretched out his right hand and stroked it towards Zhao Rong'er's slender hair.

"Such beautiful hair, such a beautiful jade neck, it seems that you can't bear to kill me. Ling Yun's right hand touched the tip of her hair from the tip of her hair.

"Bastard, you're still so numb. Zhao Rong'er exuded a powerful momentum, and that momentum collided towards Ling Yun's body.

The two fingers of Ling Yun's right hand were originally caressing Zhao Rong'er's soft hair, but at this moment, Zhao Rong'er's hair, under the shock of this momentum, couldn't stop flying backwards.

Ling Yun's right hand that touched Zhao Rong'er just now stretched it back, and then he sniffed his fingertips deeply, and then raised his head slightly and looked at Zhao Rong'er formally and said, "I'm going to defeat you." ”

"In that case, then come on, you will never understand the difference between a consecrated monk and a fusion, the gap in the realm is not so easy to fill. Zhao Rong'er said.

There was calmness in Ling Yun's eyes, and the cigar he was holding in his mouth, which was already only a cigarette butt, spit into the air, and then said to Zhao Rong'er: "This trick was comprehended by killing a dog by chance just now, I didn't want to use this trick on you, but now I have to use it." ”

"If you have a move, just use it, I just want to see what kind of trick you realized when you killed the dog, if you really beat me, then it doesn't matter if you are your wife. Zhao Rong'er smiled charmingly, her charming smile was the first time that she had captivated the country and the city from just now to the present.

Even the dozen or so male seven-star ladybugs on the branches, under her smile, their bodies burst and died when the hormones in their bodies increased!

The remaining dozen or so female seven-star ladybugs looked at Zhao Rong'er with a hatred of killing their husbands in their eyes!