Central Luoju,

White Lotus Sect Headquarters.

Yan Bingyue looked at the people in front of her with a solemn expression.

"In this way, on the territory of your Qinglian Sect, there is also a group of killers with extraordinary skills?"

Several people bowed slightly, their faces solemn.

The person at the head is a cold-faced young man with a gloomy complexion. He glanced at Yan Bingyue, and a flash of admiration flashed in his eyes. Then he said:

"This is true, and this is the reason why I waited for you to come to the White Lotus Sect."

"I want to ask you to join forces with my Blue Lotus Sect to kill these killers who killed ordinary people!"

Yan Bingyue's eyebrows frowned slightly, she didn't have any opinions on cooperation. But the grudge between the Blue Lotus Sect and the White Lotus Sect has been a long time, and it is guaranteed that the other party will be stabbed in the back.

Thinking of this, she said slowly:

"If you want to cooperate, you don't have to."

"It's just that we have to attack together, and against the killers, we need half of the men from each side."

The cold-faced boy didn't think about it, and immediately nodded in agreement.

"If we encounter a killer, our Qinglian Sect should attack first."

"So, does the White Lotus Holy Maiden have any other questions?"

Yan Bingyue pondered for a moment and shook her head slightly.

"In that case, see you in seven days!"

The cold-faced young man arched his hand and turned to leave the White Lotus Sect's residence.

……

Jiao Cheng,

In a secluded and secluded courtyard.

Three poles on the moon,

There was silence all around, except for the chirping of insects.

Suddenly, a gentle and melodious cry broke the silence of the night.

Then, there was a growing sound of shaking the machine.

"Bingbing, I haven't seen you for a few days, do you miss me?"

Yang Dong's tone was hurried, impatient, and he entered the enemy formation.

Yan Bingyue wanted to refuse to return the favor, blushed her cheeks, and bit Yang Dong's shoulder fiercely.

Yang Dong was in pain, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

What a female thief, she even dared to resist!

Master will tell you today, how wonderful is the water nature of the master!

What if the tide rises?

What if the wind is high and the waves are urgent?

As long as the master holds his breath long enough, as long as the master speaks fast enough.

No matter what you do, the master can also subdue your mussel spirit from the stormy waves!

All of a sudden, the battle of shemales entered a white-hot stage.

What a mussel spirit, he actually understood the strategy of spraying water to lure the enemy!

Let's see me turn over the river and the sea, and go straight to the Yellow Dragon.

In a short time, the battlefield has changed from a wooden bed to a table. Then there is the window, the high platform......

A fierce battle finally ended with the two sides dying down and agreeing to fight again next time.

It's just that whether it's Yang Dong or Yan Bingyue.

None of them realized that next door to the bedroom, a pair of innocent and lovely eyes were secretly observing everything.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you for the next few days."

After the battle, Yan Bingyue regained her former coldness.

Yang Dong had long been accustomed to her personality switching, raised his hand and pinched it in enjoyment, and said in a relaxed tone:

"Why is this, do you White Lotus Sect have a task for you?"

Yan Bingyue's willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and her delicate body dodged Yang Dong's attack.

"There are still remnants of those killers, and I need to get rid of them."

"It's better to let the sixth ...... I'm referring to Senior Hong, who helped you in the past? ”

Yan Bingyue's eyes flashed with a hint of heartbeat. But after a moment, he shook his head again.

"This matter involves the Qinglian Sect, and it is not suitable for Senior Hong to make a move."

"Besides, with my White Lotus Sect Protector going with me this time, I don't think I need to worry about it."

"The Blue Lotus Sect will also take action?"

When Yang Dong heard this, the expression on his face froze.

Speaking of which, the task given to her by the crazy demon girl at the beginning seems to be to secretly gather the Qinglian Sect.

It's just that I haven't seen it for decades, and now those Qinglian sect members, do they still care about the crazy criticism of the demon girl, the holy woman?

He muttered for a moment, his eyes lit up slightly.

Whether you care about it or not, maybe you can send a high and low Dharma protector to go over.

In this way, I can be regarded as having completed the task. And with these two brothers here, Yan Bingyue can also have an extra layer of protection.

"Well, you wait a minute."

Yang Dong suddenly got up and found his coat on the desk.

He reached in and groped for it, took out two bud tubes, and handed them to Yan Bingyue.

As long as this place is ignited at the right time, it can trigger a thunderstorm.

I don't have much left of this, so use it carefully.

Yan Bingyue's expression was slightly stunned, and a touch of tenderness appeared on her cold cheeks.

She took the detonator and hid it carefully in her dress by the window. Just as he was about to get up, he suddenly felt an enemy attack behind him.

The coldness on his cheeks flashed, and his willow eyebrows frowned and struggled to support it.

"Senior brother, don't be so ......"

"The sky is dawning...... Hmm~"

……

Next door to the bedroom,

Yao Jia stretched out her tender jade hand and covered her cherry mouth hard.

Her eyes widened, and a hint of shame flashed across her flushed cheeks.

Yang Gonghe...... How can this be!

It's dawn, and you still have to bully Miss Yan like this.

But Miss Yan's expression seemed to be a little painful, but also a little enjoyable?

Is it there?

Yao Jia pursed her red lips lightly, and the soft jade hand probed.

At the moment of touch, her delicate body trembled violently.

This trembling lasted for half a cup of tea!

Yao Jia's eyes are like water, but they have a bit of girlish youth.

Accompanied by an unskilled technique, he whispered softly, and seemed to maintain a similar frequency to Yang Dong......

……

Jiao Cheng,

The mansion arranged by Han Zheng for Yang Dong,

Yang Dong searched all over the house, but he didn't find Yao Jia.

Strange, where did this little girl go?

Why don't you see her up and down?

Wasn't he caught by human traffickers?

Thinking about this, he couldn't help but feel a wave of worry in his heart.

This little girl is really relying on her own spoiling, and she is becoming more and more lawless!

Where is Los Angeles?

Now that the army is in chaos, and there are disaster victims and bandits, running around like this, isn't this nonsense?

Yang Dong complained, turned around and walked quickly towards the outside of the mansion.

But in the next second, a soft lump of flesh crashed into his arms.

"Huh? Yao Jia? ”

Yang Dong lowered his head slightly, just in time to see Yao Jia's eyes with autumn water.

Yao Jia's heart jumped, and a blush floated on her cheeks.

"Yang Gong~"

"Uh...... Do you have a fever? ”

Yang Dong looked at Yao Jia, whose cheeks were crimson, and immediately let go of his arm.

Then he raised his palm and touched the other party's forehead worriedly.

It does seem to be a little hot, isn't it a fever?

A trace of anxiety flashed in his eyes, and he was about to take Yao Jia to see Lang Zhong, when he suddenly saw her holding a beige ball of cloth in her hand.

Seeing this, Yang Dong's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Do you feel hot on your forehead, and you're going to get some water and put a compress on your head?"

"Wait a moment, I'll fetch water for you."

Yang Dong commanded, and with a touch of his wrist, he snatched the beige cloth ball from Yao Jia's hand.

Wait, why is this ball wet?

A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes. Subconsciously lowered his head and looked at his palm.

At this moment, Yao Jia's cheeks were bright red as blood, and his chest rose and fell violently.

Without waiting for Yang Dong to bow her head, she snatched the cloth ball and rushed away in another direction.

"Yang Gong, I'm fine, don't worry!"

"Strange girl."

Yang Dong smiled faintly and shook his head slightly. He took out his handkerchief and was about to wipe his palm. Suddenly, a familiar smell of seafood penetrated into the nostrils.

He looked stunned for a moment, and then his face changed wildly.